Date: Mon, 28 Jan 2013 13:55:42 -0800 From: Mikey Smith Subject: Brett It's 100% fiction. Enjoy and donate to nifty. ==================== Brett was 9 years old. It had been a month since his big, 23 year old cousin had given his little dickie and balls a quick feel-up in the pool in front of his mommy and daddy before quickly tossing him up and away and giving him a few moments of intense pleasure unlike any he'd thought possible before.. He'd tried to recreate the wonderful feelings he'd felt while his cousin was doing it to him as he lay awake in bed at night, and even when he first woke up in the morning without success, He couldn't even come close, but it was better than nothing. Ever since that furtive feel-up, the normally shy boy had felt compelled to approach every adult male he encountered in the pool in an effort to experience those wonderful feelings again. It was now Friday after school and he was back in the pool with 3 of his friends with one of the other boys' moms watching from the safety of a poolside chaise lounge as they messed around trying to dunk, tag, and out-do each other. One of his friends had to leave the pool early because his dad was taking camping for the weekend, And another had to get ready to go out to dinner at 5:00. That left him alone with Paul and his mom. One of the neighborhood dads showed up unexpectedly at 4:12 and started doing laps on the other side of the pool. Brett, as was his compulsion over the last month, went over to the man yelling, "Throw me! Throw me! Will you throw me, please!" The man sighed, then obliged, easily picking the small boy up with one hand behind his back and the other under his small bum as he tossed him up and away to land in the deep end. Paul and his mom both rolled their eyes. They didn't even know the man. Neither did Brett. "What was it with this kid?" they both thought as they looked at each other. with a bewildered look on their faces. It didn't matter. Paul's mother had had enough. She was leaving, and no kids under 12 were allowed at the pool without adult supervision. That meant Brett was leaving too. "Awww, come on! He just got here! I want him to throw me some more. I don't wanna go yet." Brett whined "Well, I'm going, so that means you have to too. Unless this nice gentleman wants to watch you. Pool rules." Brett turned towards the man and gave him his best Pleading Puppy look. "Please mister. Can you please watch me when she goes?" the boy begged. The handsome man sighed again. "Well, I suppose so." he said. "Yeah! Can I stay, please?" the cute boy asked as he turned to the woman and his friend whom he'd come to the pool with. "Will you send him home by 6? that's when his mother asked me to send him home." Paul's mother asked, frustration clear in her voice. The boy wasn't really her problem, after all. "Yeah, I can do that. I should be getting hungry before that." the man said'. "I'm Jane, and this is my son Paul. And that boy is Brett, And you?" she said by way of introduction. As she picked up her towel and cell phone. "I'm Phil Robertson." he said as he waved at her while standing in the waist deep water. "Come along Paul." she said as she turned and started walking to the Pool Exit. "Later, Brett." the freckle-faced red-head said, then turned to follow his mother out the gate leaving Brett alone with his new manfriend. "Throw me! Throw me!" Brett said as soon as Paul turned his back. Mr. Robertson sighed, and once more picked up the cute boy as before, but he allowed his hand to slip down over the boy's little bum onto his thigh. He slid his fingers up over the boy's boardies into his crotch and felt the boy's nuts, It was warm in the pool, so the boy's small nuggets were hanging loosely as the man felt him up. Brett sighed and stretched out in the near stranger's arms, spreading his legs as he did in open invitation. His dicklet had sprung to attention with the welcome sexy touch! Finally after a whole month Brett had found someone else to give him those special feelings again! The man squeezed his nuts and pulled on his smooth bag through his swimsuit. then he threw the boy. Brett came back swim-running as fast as he could. "That was FUN! Do it again!" he said with a humongous smile on his face as he turned into proper grasping position for the man. The man put his hands under the boy's armpits, and lifted him up, pulling him closer as he did so. He put one hand behind the boy's back and the other slid onto his thigh, repeating the earlier hold. He once more felt the boy's nuts, but slid his hand up over his hard 3 inch boy spike. He wasn't surprised to find it hard. He stroked up and down, enjoying the sexual contact and making sure the boy understood it was no mistake. Brett once more relaxed and spread his legs in invitation as the man felt him up. Mr. Robertson threw him again. And Brett returned with a bigger shit-eating grin on his face. He was finally getting what he wanted! Brett moved into position again. Mr. Robertson once more took hold of the boy, but looked around, surveying the area for prying eyes as he did so before sliding his hand down the front of Brett's boardies and grabbing the boy's package in his hand. He squeezed the naked nuts with his fingers as he pressed and stroked his short shaft with the heel of his hand. Brett threw his head back and gasped as his whole body went limp. He was putty in the man's hands. "Lets go over here, shall we?" the man told the boy as he turned around holding the boy by his armpits with his small feet off the bottom of the pool. He slowly carried the boy towards the side of the pool where it was just deep enough that he couldn't touch bottom. Once there he lifted him up and bent him over the edge of the pool. Brett looked back at the man and tried to pull himself out of the pool. "No, no, now. Stay there. Just like that. Now that's a good boy." Mr. Robertson told him as he slid a hand up the boy's loose leg hole and started feeling his naked ass and nuts. He once more reached under the boy and gave his cocklet a few stimulating strokes. "Unnnngh, uuuuuuungh!" the boy gasped, as he instinctively humped his hips. "That's it. Atta boy." Mr. Robertson coaxed the boy as he once more looked around while stroking the boy's back. "Ohhh, feels so good!" Brett sighed as the man played with his toys. "Yeah, I knew you'd like that." the man whispered as he bent over the boy and whispered in his ear. He nibbled the boy's earlobe and eased his crotch against the boy's bottom. "Mmmmmmmmmm! Such a nice boy." Where do you live?" the man asked quietly as he humped against the boy's tight bum, giving the boy a good idea of his girth. "Uuuugh! Brett moaned in ecstasy. "Maple Drive." the innocent but horny boy answered as the man purposely sexed him up. "Yeah! Good boy." the man responded sexily. "That's real close." he said with a smile. There were only a few houses on that street. "What's your last name?" he asked. "Ohh! Miller!" Brett gasped with pleasure as the man purposely squeezed his immature nuts. "Well, Brett Miller, I have to go home now, and you can't stay in the pool by yourself. But if you don't want to go home just yet, and you want more of this," he said as he pushed his hips hard against the boy's tight bottom and pulled downward on his little shaft, "then come over to my house at 146 Elm Street, and I can make you feel even better than this." he quietly whispered in the cute boy's ear before licking his ear and nipping at his neck. "But wait a couple minutes so people don't know you're following me, okay?" he instructed as he pulled on the boy's little nuts. "Oohh! Okay!" the aroused boy gasped. And with that, Mr. Robertson straightened up, turned, swam to the far side of the pool, pulled himself out of the water, dried himself off, and slowly walked out of the Pool Area, and down the street towards his house. Brett stayed bent over the side of the pool the whole time, panting as his dicklet pulsed wondering what to do. He wanted to go with the man, but he was a little bit scared too. His dicklet didn't care if the boy was scared and demanded the boy go get more strokes from the sexy man, He pulled himself out of the pool and quickly dried off as soon as the man was out of sight and half-hurried after him, trying hard not to seem as eager to catch up as he was. Mr, Robertson hadn't been home 2 minutes when his doorbell rang. He placed his beer on the counter, tossed his towel in the Laundry Room, and opened it. He wasn't surprised by what he saw. Little Brett Miller was standing there nervously smiling on the doorstep eager, yet scared to continue his molestation. "Come on in." Mr. Robertson said with a smile. the boy hesitated for a second, then stepped nervously into the house. Mr. Robertson closed the door behind him, locked the door, and turned the key in the deadbolt. Brett was locked inside with the horny man. "I'm glad you decided to come." he said as he reached down and slid his hand once more into the boy's boardies. Brett instinctively took a step back as the man's hand drove down to his crotch but then stepped closer. His cocklet had stiffened immediately as the man's hand made contact . Mr. Robertson grasped the boy's small package, and smiled. "Still hard, I see." he said with a knowing grin. Brett gasped and bent over from the man;s electric touch but, but managed to give a little grin and nod his head as the man fondled him. "Those have to come off." the man instructed as he pulled his hand out. He grabbed the strings and gave them a yank. He pulled the sides of the suit out, pushed them down in back hooking them under the boy's cute buns and then drew his hands around front and pushed them down to expose his stiffened pricklet. Brett gasped as he found himself standing naked in front of the 45ish man. He looked up at the man, giggled, then down at his feet covering his goodies as he did. "No need to cover up, lil man! I've already had a good feel. I know what you've got." the man said as he bent down and swiped the boy's hands away from his package. "You're so cute like that. You ought to run around naked always. Why don't you step out of those."he added as he looked down at the boy's boardies pooled around his feet and put his toes on them to emphasize the point. Brett looked down at his boardies then up at the man. Then left and right as he quickly thought about what to do, and then stepped out of them. Mr. Robertson kicked the boy's swimsuit into a corner. "Now pull mine down." he said with a smile. This was getting more intense than the young boy had hoped. He came over to the man's house hoping to get his dicklet yanked and his nuts tickled. Now he was being told to take the man's swimsuit off? Then again, it could be nice to see what a man's dicky looked like. He reached out, pulled his hands back then reached out again. He hesitated "Go ahead. Pull the string." Brett looked up at the man, blushed, giggled and half looked down and away, but he slid his fingers into the man's waistband and felt around for the string. His fingers found the man's cockhead first. Mr. Robertson gasped. "Yeah, Brett. That's was nice. Go ahead." Brett giggled again, he felt naughty for having touched the man's wee-wee, but found the string, took it out, and pulled it. He was smiling now. It was fun undressing the man. "Come on, pull them down." the man encouraged. Brett slid his fingers into the waistband at the man's hips, pushed back and down, bringing his face to within inches of the man's crotch, pulled them down and hooked them under the man's hairy ass-cheeks. He got a big smile on his face again, and looked up at the man trying to suppress his giggling. Mr. Robertson smiled and ruffled the boy's hair. He giggled again, flashed his shining eyes up at the handsome man, and quickly pulled the man's suit out and down. He really liked this man! "There we go! That's a good boy!" the man said. "You like my cock?" he asked as the small boy stared appreciatively at the large male organ. Brett nodded with his mouth hanging open. He couldn't believe how big it was. Mr. Robertson flexed it. "Go ahead, you can touch it." he encouraged. Brett looked up at him to see if he'd heard right. He had. He reached out with his hand, and stroked the shaft with his fingers,feeling the wrinkly skin, veiny skin and the hard shaft underneath. It wasn't smooth and silky like his. "You like that, don't you?" he asked. "Here, wrap your hand around it, and stroke it like this." he said as he gently wrapped his hand around the boy's and started moving it up and down. He guided the boy's hand for only a minute, then released his grip and watched the boy as he jacked him off on his own. Brett really liked it. It was fun playing with the man's cock1 Another minute passed, and Mr. Robertson put his hand on his head. He pressed down gently, saying, "A boy should be on his knees when he's worshiping a man's cock." Brett got the message and dropped to his knees on the cold hard marble. It made him feel like a slave, but he continued jacking his new man friend's cock as he looked from the man's face down to his cock, and back again. A drop of precum appeared at the tip. "What's that?" he asked, "Is it pee?" "No, baby. It's not pee. Give it a sniff." Brett moved his cute face closer and took a whiff. It smelled sweet. "Its Daddy-Milk. Take a taste. It's good for you." Mr. Robertson encouraged. Brett pulled back a bit and gave the man a quizzical look. Did he really expect him to taste something that came out of a penis? Mr. Robertson reached down and scooped it off with his finger. He brought it to the boy's lips. "Here, taste it!" He said. Brett pulled back again. Mr. Robertson sighed and wiped it on the boy's pretty lips before he could pull back. Brett yanked his head back as soon as he felt the wetness, but then instinctively stuck his tongue out and tasted the gooey Dick-Sauce. It definitely wasn't pee, It was tasteless, but the consistency was nice. "Not bad, huh?" Mr. Robertson asked suggestively. "It doesn't taste like anything." the boy answered with a questioning look on his face. "No it doesn't, and its good for you. You should have some more. Here." the man said as he scooped some more from his leaking dick and proffered it to the lil cutie. Brett thought for a second, then opened his mouth and sucked it off the man's finger. He smacked his lips, liking the new treat. "Its even better when you take it directly from the source. Here, give it a lick." he said, pointing his hardened rod at the boy's mouth. Brett wasn't sure about that. The man wanted him to lick his dick? It sounded gross. But that was where the yummy treat came from. He guessed it was okay. He put his hand around the thick shaft again and gave it a lick. The man's dick just tasted like skin and he got more of the gooey treat. He licked again. "Jack it some more, and more will come out for you." the man suggested. Brett did as he said, and was soon jacking the man cock and giving it a lick whenever the gooey stuff came out. Give it a kiss, babe. I'll make even more for you if you do it." Brett once more did as the man suggested. There wasn't much of the good stuff, but he liked it. Mr. Robertson put his hand on the boy's head and pulled forward gently. "Yeah, that's it baby. Good boy! It'll come out quicker if you put your mouth on it." Brett did as he was told. Mr. Robertson kept pulling him slightly further onto his cock. "Let's see how much you can take in your mouth, baby. Go up and down on it. Brett did as he was told. He actually liked doing it. It seemed like the natural thing to do. He coughed and gagged a little as the cock kept going slightly farther into his mouth, but he kept bobbing like a good little cum slut. Pretty soon the cockhead was going all the way to the back of his mouth. Mr. Robertson tugged on the boy's head each time his dickhead reached that point. "Swallow when you start to gag and you won't." he encouraged. "Lets see if you're as good at this as the other boys I've done this with. Let's see if you can take it down your throat too." the man added with unadulterated lust. He didn't give the boy a chance to respond, and repeatedly pulled his head hard enough that his cockhead popped into the boy's throat. Brett gagged each time and his little throat squeezed nicely on the man's cock head. "Take a quick breath when it comes out of your throat and hold it as it goes back in. That's what the other boys do." he added as he continued face fucking the little boy before him. There were tears rolling down Brett's face and snot coming out his nose. But as hard as it was being used like this, he liked it, and didn't resist his first face fucking. In and out, back and forth, over and over the man thrust into the kneeling boy's cute face. After 5 minutes he shoved in deep one last time and shot the first rope of cum straight into his stomach. He pulled back while holding the boy's head firmly in his hands and dumped the next 4 blasts into his mouth, then pulled out and sprayed the 6th and 7th shots over the spluttering boy's surprised face. Brett coughed and spluttered, trying to catch his breath while the handsome man smiled down at him. He realized his knees were sore. "You did okay, champ. Not bad for your first time. I think you're a natural. Just a little bit of practice and you'll be awesome." the man said as he wiped some cum from the boy's left eye and wiped it on his lips. Brett quickly licked it off and swallowed as he caught his breath. Mr. Robertson grabbed Brett's arm and pulled him to his feet. "Go upstairs and start the water in the shower I'll be right up to help you clean up, okay?" Mr. Robertson told the cum covered cutie. Then he turned him around, gave him a gentle push and slapped him on his bubble butt as he headed towards the stairs and his destiny to be well, and truly loved. Mr. Robertson double checked the locks then went to the kitchen to get a rag to wipe the few drops of cum that had dripped from the boy's face to the floor, tossed it in the sink, then followed the boy upstairs. Brett was waiting in the bathroom as the once again hard dicked man stepped into the bathroom and closed the door behind him.. Mr. Robertson smiled. The boy still had streaks of dried cum on his face, chest, and in his hair. "Good boy! Did you set the water temperature right?" Brett nodded his head yes as Mr. Robertson reached his hand under the running water to check the temperature. "Seems about right." he said as he took the boy's hand and stepped into the tub. Brett looked up at the man, and followed him in. The man smiled at him and pulled him under the flowing water. The man smoothed the boy's wet hair back and ran his hands over the boy's wet smooth skin, feeling his whole body. "Close your eyes." he said as he grabbed the soap. Mr. Robertson ran the soap over the boy's face, over his slim neck, and down onto his chest. He pinched his nipples causing the boy to gasp, then moved down to his waist. He slid his hands tantalizingly close to the boy's throbbing cocklet, rubbing around it but not touching it, then slid his hands down his hairless legs, exploring his way to his tiny feet then back up to his crotch. He slid his fingertips lightly over the boy's tiny tight little nuts causing the boy to coo with delight before finally once more grasping the hard cocklet and stroking. "Finally!" the boy thought, "It's about time! And he better do it nice! Especially since I sucked his cock like that!" The man felt, squeezed, and massaged the small boy nuts, then slid his fingers onto the short, thin boyshaft and jacked it gently. Back and forth, forward and back he slowly moved his fingers making the boy gasp and coo with his gentle movements. He slips his hands around the boy's slim waist and down onto his firm buttocks, rubbing and then squeezing the sexy cheeks. He moved in and sucked the little pricklet. "You wanna feel something even better? "Yeah..." the boy sighed, luxuriating in the sexy feelings the man was creating in his little package. "K, turn around." the man instructed as he took his hand from the boy's package and pushed on his boy's left shoulder. Brett turned around. The man gave him a gentle push, and he put his hands on the wall. Brett looked over his shoulder to see what he was doing as he felt his legs pushed apart and Mr. Robertson gently rubbed his Grade A ass. "Such a wonderful ass. I'm really gonna love fucking it!" he said, then he kissed the boys left cheek, and then the right. Brett had heard the word before, but didn't know what it meant, but he thought it had something to do with girls. Mr Robertson rubbed both hands up and down his cheeks, then slipped his thumbs between the silky smooth twin mounds. "Yeah, so nice." the man sighed, as he spread the tightly rounded boy cheeks and got his first glimpse of the virgin boyhole waiting between them. "Oh yeah!" he said as he blew on the pretty pucker watching it squeeze tighter than it already was, then he bent forward and gave it a kiss. Brett,s knees almost gave out on him as he felt a sudden thrill at the naughty kiss. Mr. Robertson pulled back briefly for another look, keeping the Pushin Cushions spread as he bent forward again and licked strongly across the entrance to the boy's pleasure palace. Brett groaned in pleasure and pushed his hot ass back against the man's face. "Yeah, that's it Brett. Get into it babe. This is only the beginning. Its gonna feel a whole lot better before I'm done!" the man told him as he held his hips tight while digging deep into his virgin fuckhole with his tongue. Brett instinctively pushed out as the horny man continued to lick out his tiny pussy. It felt great! He groaned in ecstasy as his pussy tingled with excitement. Mr. Robertson ate the boy out for another minute before coming up for air again. He gazed lovingly on the beautiful sight before him. One cute innocent brown haired, bedroom brown eyed beauty of a boy willingly pinned to the wall before him with his rosebud in full bloom, just begging to be filled with cock! He thought about doing him right there, but decided it would be hotter to do him in bed. "Okay, buddy. I think you're clean enough now. Let's dry off and move this party to the bedroom." Brett sighed. He was having such a good time he didn't want to stop. But at least the man said they'd do more. He straightened up and turned from the wall as Mr. Robertson turned off the water and opened the door. The man stepped out and pulled a towel off the wall. "Come on. I'll dry you off." he said, holding the towel open as the boy stepped out. Brett turned as he stood before the man, and smiled as he felt the large bathsheet sized towel close around him followed by the feeling of the man's hands lovingly patting and rubbing him down. Mr. Robertson took his time drying the boy off and made sure to give the boy's package some more attention to keep the excitement going for him. "There ya go. Nice and dry. Why don't you go to the bedroom and wait for me there." he told his next conquest as he started drying himself off. Brett had a huge smile on his face. "This was going to be super fun!" he thought as he ran out of the room and down the hallway, into the master bedroom, and jumped on the king sized bed waiting impatiently. Mr. Robertson dried himself off then went looking for his little mate. He went to the door of his son's room and wasn't surprised to see he wasn't there. "Hey, where'd you go?" he asked in a comedic voice. The expected giggled response came from his room as expected. "Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! I'm right here! Where are you?" "Where's here? I'm looking for you in my son's room." "Why? zat? I I thought you meant your room." "A cute boy should have his first sex in a boy's room, don't you think?" he asked as he walked down the hallway with his head cocked to one side. Brett walked to the edge of the bed on his knees and waited impatiently. Why would he have gone into his son's room? He wasn't playing with him! Mr. Robertson walked into the room with his head still cocked sideways and a smile on his face. "Now why are you waiting in here? If a boy's going to have sex, he should have it in a boy's room, don't you think?" putting extra emphasis on the word "Boy's" each and every time. Brett giggled at the funny way his older friend said it. "Well, I was playing with you, so I thought we could play on your bed." "No!" Mr. Robertson said as he grabbed the boy and threw him over his shoulder, "A boy's got to have his first fuck in a boy's room!" he said as the cute boy squealed and wriggled happily as the man turned and carried him back down the hall towards his date with destiny. Mr. Robertson stepped through the doorway to his son's room and threw the naked boy on the twin sized bed. Brett landed giggling happily and squirming as he bounced on the bed and turned on his knees to face his big friend. "No, turn around and stand on all fours." Mr. Robertson told his companion as he picked him up and turned him around. The still HARD dicked boy looked over his shoulder excitedly, knowing instinctively his pussy was going to get a further workout. "Oops! I almost forgot something. I'll be right back. Now don't you move while I'm gone." he told the cute naked neighbor boy looking at him with need written all over his face as he waited doggy style on his son's bed. Mr. Robertson gave him a big smile and walked quickly to his room. He went to the bottom drawer of the bureau and removed a small box before quickly returning to his son's bedroom and his next young fuck. He had about an hour and a half before his wife and son came back from a trip to the mall. That should be plenty of time for him to finish opening the lil cutie, give him a good fuck, clean him up, and send him home to his mommy. He put on a big, happy smile as he stepped back into his son's room anticipating what he was about to do to this cute boy waiting impatiently on his son's bed. "Sorry about that. I just needed a few things so I could do this right for you." he said as he dropped to his knees at the side of the bed and deposited the box next to him on the floor. He put his hands on the boy's buns and rubbed them lightly. He bent forward and kissed one smooth bun and then the other. He came up for air, looked at the beautiful sight before him, parted the crevasse with his thumbs, and kissed the boys cunt. Brett giggled and pulled away when he felt the sexy, tickly kiss, then excitedly pushed his ass back hard against the man's face. "You liked that, huh?" He asked the cute boy before him. "Yeah, it tickled good." the boy told the man with a giggle and a smile. Mr. Robertson rubbed the boy's sexy ass and kissed his hole again. Brett giggled more and wriggled around. The man smiled and kissed his tiny pucker again, but this time added some tongue, licking strongly. "This is going to be easy!" he thought again for the umpteenth time. Brett wriggled and spread his legs a bit, further signalling his eagerness to continue. Mr. Robertson stretched his hole further and dug in deeper with his tongue. Brett moaned and instinctively pushed out put to open himself wider. Mr. Robertson reached down and scooped some Vaseline out of the already open jar. He pulled his face back and lovingly spread the helpful gel around and gently into the waiting fuckhole. He reached into the box beside him and selected the smallest dildo. A smooth 3-inch boy-sized tool. He held the base and spread Vaseline over it and brought it to the boy's stretched pucker, rubbing it gently up and down the boy's crack and twisting it with slight pressure against the boy's winking hole. "Push out, babe." he instructed as he pushed gently against the boy's cunt. "Like you have to poop." Brett pushed as instructed and Mr. Robertson pushed harder. Brett's boycunt resisted for a few moments, but then the head of the helpful slippery tool slipped inside. Brett yelped and shot forward with the small sex tool staying lodged in his tight cunt. "Relax, babe." Mr. Robertson instructed, "the pain will go in just a second. I promise." he said as he crouched over the boy and kissed him on the cheek. "Squeeze and release with your pussy muscles and it'll pass faster still. "It hurts." Brett complained. "Nah, it's not that big. It can't hurt." Mr. Robertson answered calmly, "It's only stretching you a bit. You can handle it, can't you?" Brett looked down and bit on his lower lip. "Yeah, I guess so." he sighed. Mr. Robertson pushed it the rest of the way inside. "Ohhhh!" Brett moaned as his little cunt was filled for the first time. Mr. Robertson held the dildo all the way in as the boy squeezed and pushed with his pussy, trying to get comfortable with the tool deep inside him. He stroked the boy's chest and played with his tiny titties, then slid his hand farther down and jacked his cocklet, and squeezed and pulled on his balls. Brett groaned with pleasure and thrust into the man's hand firmly even as he strained on the dildo. "That's it, baby. Enjoy yourself." he instructed. He waited two minutes then started slowly thrusting the small tool in and out of the boy's clingy cunt. "Uuuuhhhh! Uhhhh! Ungh! It hurts." Brett groaned as the toy cock was repeatedly thrust in. "Just relax your pussy and it will stop." the horny man told the cute boy. He looked so sexy with that strained look on his face! After 5 minutes, the toy cock was sliding freely. It was time to move to the next size. He pulled back and knelt on the floor again. He lubed up a teen-sized dildo and pulled out the boy sized one. Brett's hole stayed open and looked undamaged. Mr. Robertson positioned the teen-sized dildo at his entrance and pushed. Once more there was a little resistance before before the tight boyhole stretched to allow entry. "Oooooo!" Brett moaned as he threw his head back, once more feeling his pussy strain to take the larger helpful tool. "That's it, babe. That's a sexy boy!" Mr. Robertson praised his new fuckboy as he slid the teen-sized tool deep into the tight boychute. "It hurt, but it felt nice. Like taking a giant shit, but sexy."he thought. Mr. Robertson held the medium sized tool in place as Brett once more squirmed and panted as he got used to the longer and thicker sex toy. "Squeeze your ass and push out... like you have to poop." he instructed. When the boy seemed comfortable with the teen-sized tool, he pulled it out and inserted the man-sized one. Brett squealed like a stuck pig as the thick latex covered tool slid home, Brett only squirmed and moaned for a minute and a half while the man played with his titties and jacked his dicklet while pulling, squeezing and rubbing his chicken nuggets, all the while praising him for his good looks, smooth, toned body, and willingness to let the man play with him. The boy ate it up! He was hungry for praise, as most boys are. When he seemed comfortable with the man-sized tool, Mr. Robertson began pumping it in and out. Slow short strokes at first leading up to faster and longer thrusts. Brett was once more grunting lustily as the thick cock substitute stroked back and forth over his sensitive boy bud. Mr. Robertson kept up the erotic thrusting for 5 minutes before he pulled out the the full-sized prep tool. He climbed on the bed and knelt behind the boy. He lubed his cock and jerked it a few times to make sure he was fully hard, then moved forward and rubbed it up and down in the boy's silky crack. The boy moaned. It felt good and even tickled a bit having the hot hard throbber rubbed in his buttcrack. Mr. Robertson centered on the boy's yawning entrance and locked his little head in position. Brett gasped in pleasure. It felt really nice having the man's cockhead there. "That's funny!" he thought as he let out a giggle. Mr. Robertson smiled to himself. "The calm before the storm." he thought. He grabbed the boy's slim hips in both hands, his fingers almost touching as he prepared to fuck. Brett grunted a little as the man pressed forward. Mr Robertson backed off for a few seconds before once more applying pressure with his cock. The boy grunted again in obvious distress, so after a few seconds the man once more pulled back. He pushed against the boy's pussy a third time, and watched as the boy's cunt opened just wide enough to allow the man's fuck stick to squeeze through his tight opening. "Uhh-ahhh." Brett groaned as his cunt lips clamped tight behind the man's cock head. He instinctively jerked forward to disengage. Mr. Robertson held tight to his hips, keeping the boy in place on his cock. "Relax, babe." give it a bit and it will start to feel nice. I promise. Mr Robertson allowed the boy's cunt to rest for a few seconds, then once more applied pressure, and watched it slowly slip deeper into the stretched virgin fuck tube. Brett whimpered a bit but held still as the man bent forward and gave him a hug. He turned the boy's head to the side and kissed him on the lips. "You're so sweet baby, and you've got such a nice pussy. Nice and tight like a boy's pussy ought to be." he praised the boy with lust in his voice. He rubbed his hands up and down the boy's chest then rubbed his nipples hard. He squeezed and pulled them, gave them a twist, then rubbed them some more while he continued pumping the boy's tight cunt. He gave the boy another kiss on the cheek, pumped in twice more, then straightened up and continued pumping as he slid his hands down over the boy's slim flanks to his hips. He ground hi crotch against the boy's smooth ass, then reached underneath and fondled his small package. He squeezed the boy nuts and pulled downward then slid his hand up the cocklet and rubbed it while squeezing it tightly. Brett whimpered in ecstasy in tortured pleasure as the man expertly worked his cocklet, balls, and pussy. In and out, back and forth, over and over the man pumped his cock in the boy's heated sex hole. Brett gasped each time the man's fat cock slammed into his pussy and whimpered as the man worked his nuts, tits, and cocklet. It didn't take 9 hard thrusts before Mr Robertson felt the boy's tight cunt clamp tight and begin to spasm while the boy experienced his first anal orgas, "That's it, baby! See what good things happen when you let a man fuck you?" he said while continuing to fuck the sexy boy. Mr. Robertson decided he wanted to see his little angel's face while he's fucking him. He pulled out.and flipped him over, and pushed his legs up. He gazed down at the boy's pussy, now open, red and puffy with a sheen of lube... just as a freshly fucked boy hole should. He drove his cock back in again all in one motion. Brett gasped as his tired cunt was refilled with man cock. "Jack yourself. Come on, baby, jack that little cocklet for me." Mr. Robertson ordered. Brett did as he was told, grasping his little tool in his right hand and pumping furiously as the man started pistoning in and out of his little pussy. The dual stimulation of his pussy and his cocklet had him gasping, grunting and pushing his ass up to meet Mr. Robertson's hard thrusts. It only took 5 more thrusts from the man's thick cock before another boygasm. racked his little body. The man kept thrusting hard, giving the tired boy's pussy a workout. Mr. Robertson bent down, kissed the boy on the mouth and slipped his tongue inside. The boy responded enthusiastically, opening his mouth quickly and thrusting his mouth into the man's mouth as he continued wriggling on his big cock. Mr. Robertson hugged the boy close and rolled onto his back. Brett instinctively sat up when he found himself on top. "Atta boy, Brett!" Mr. Robertson cheered the boy, "Now move up and down on it. Fuck yourself." he said. Then he sat up and hugged the boy and gave him a kiss before laying down again as he slid his hands down to the boy's butt. Brett was surprised to find himself on top. "Come on now. Don't be wastin' a good hard on now!" Mr Robertson said as he lifted the boy 3 inches then let him drop. He did that twice more before the tired squatting boy got the idea and started gingerly raising and lowering his cunt on the man's cock. "You can move faster if you want. You're not gonna hurt it." Mr. Robertson suggested, "In fact it will actually feel better for both of us." "Mmmmm." Brett responded as he tried to get used to the new position and the exhausting duty that went with it. Mr. Robertson preferred a hard fuck to the soft gentle screw Brett was giving himself. After two minutes of suffering through the boy's delicate pumping, he decided to step things up a notch himself and started thrusting up into the boy's tight hole. Brett gasped when the man first thrust up into his boy pussy. He didn't realize that was possible. He wasn't sure how to react, and after a few minutes just held his ass stationary as his man supported him with a hand on each bun while he thrust up into his cunt hard and fast. In series of 3 and 5 hard and fast thrusts the man used the waiting boy pussy, momentarily pausing between sets in an attempt to lengthen the duration of the fuck. After another two minutes Brett climaxed again, his still tight boy pussy squeezing tight and spasming wildly around the hard thrusting man cock. Brett fell forward onto his man as his climax took control of his boy body away from him. Mr. Robertson was almost there and decided it was time to finish it. He hugged the boy close and rolled him onto his back. He straightened up with the boy's legs over his shoulders and started slamming his cock deep into the boy,s young cunt. In and out, back and forth, over and over he drove his cock forcefully into the boy's now sloppy boy hole. Little Brett was sweating, gasping and grunting as the man above him fucked him hard. After another 2 minutes, Mr. Robertson finally felt his balls pulling up, and began long dicking the sexy boy underneath him, pulling back til he felt the boy's cunt lips pulling against his corona and then slamming it back in with boy-lusting force. Brett was pushing up hard each and every time his man drove his cock in deep trying to get still another boygasm out of his first ever and excellent fuck. After another minute, Mr. Robertson drove in deep and pressed firmly, driving the small boy forward until his head was up against the headboard. He pumped in two more times and his cock finally fired its first shot of steaming hot man cum int to the boy's needing pussy. Mr. Robertson kept fucking, driving hard and deep, delivering 5 more shots of potent man cum into the boy's achy boy cunt. He collapsed onto the boy in a sweaty heap with his cock still buried deep in the boy's well fucked hole before rolling onto his back taking the boy with him. Brett whimpered as he hugged the man who fucked him and squeezed with his boy cunt as he felt the man's tool slowly go limp in his seeping hole. Mr. Robertson rubbed the boy's back and let his other hand drift down onto the boy's rounded, cock-filled buns and rubbed them gently. "That was nice Brett. You did real good. I'm proud of you." he told the boy and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Mmmmmmmmm." was Brett's only response. "You'll have to excuse me, I have to pee." the man said as he rolled the cute well-fucked and tired boy onto his back and slowly pulled his limp dick out of the boy's bruised and leaky butt. He went to the bathroom and pissed like a racehorse, the piss cleaning his urethra of any remaining spent daddy cum, then went back to get his new fuck toy. When he came out he looked at the clock at the end of the hall. It was already 5:30. "Time flies when you're fucking cute boys." he thought. He went back into his son's room and the cute 9 year old he had just fucked there. "You alright, sweety?" he asked as he sat down next to the boy and rested his hand on his back between his shoulder blades. "Uh, yeah. I guess so but my butts sore!" the boy answered as he rubbed his leaking butt. "Yeah, it's going to be like that the first few times, but you liked what we did, didn't you?" "Yeah, it felt great while it was in me." the boy answered honestly looking at the man who fucked him as he rubbed his back gently. Mr. Robertson smiled. "I'm glad you liked it." he said. "I wish we had time to do it again, but it's already 5:30 and I have to get you cleaned up so you can go home." Brett sighed. He was tired and wanted to sleep, but the man was right. There'd be hell to pay if he was late to dinner. "Come on, lets go." Mr. Robertson said as he rolled the boy onto his back and picked him up." He carried the boy to the bathroom and started the water. He desperately wanted to screw the boy again, but there wasn't time, so he washed him down, rinsed out his hole, dried him, and dressed him before walking the slightly limping boy to his front door. "Oh, wait a minute.", he said, "Your mom thinks you're at the pool right?" he asked the boy who was rubbing his ass. Mr. Robertson thought it looked cute and sexy. "Yeah." the boy answered. "Why?" "Come here a second." he said as he walked through the kitchen. Brett followed him through the kitchen and into the garage. He watched as the man opened a 5 gallon paint bucket and pull out wet sponge. "What's that for?" he asked as the man brought the sponge towards his face. "If your mother thinks you were at the pool, you should smell like chlorine, right?" "I guess so." he answered. Mr. Robertson smiled and brought the dripping sponge to his hair and wet it down. The water was cold and the boy cringed a bit as it touched him. "There." You're all set now." he said with a smile as he put the sponge back in the bucket and closed it. "I really enjoyed meating you!" Mr. Robertson told the cute wet boy with the chlorine smell as he walked him to the door. "If anyone asks you why you were here, tell them you wanted to do some yard work so you can make some money." he told the boy as he opened it. "Okay the cute fucked boy said as he stepped out onto the entryway. "If you want to do it again, just let me no. I had lots of fun doing it with you." he told the boy. "Bye." "Bye." Brett said. Then he turned around and walked home. He wasn't limping any more by the time he got home. And he definitely wanted to see Mr. Robertson again.