Date: Sat, 24 Jul 2004 08:38:15 EDT
From: Justin0398@aol.com
Subject: Chester the Molester: Billy 01 by Justin Davis (M/t,mast,oral)

The following story contains graphic sexual scenes between a young male
and an older male. If material of this nature offends you then you should
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Chester the Molester the Next Generation: Billy
By
Justin Davis
Chapter One


Chester Davidson, "Chester the Molester" as he was known among the local
boys, sat in his big stuffed chair stroking his eleven-inch cock while he
watched the video of Tommy again.

It had been five years since he had last seen Tommy in person. Since
that time, at his daddy's hands, Tommy had become a porn star and Tommy's
dad always made sure that Chester got a copy of the newest release.

The video he was currently watching, "Tommy Learns Basketball," was the
most recent and featured Tommy along with five black guys who had cocks
every bit as big as Chester had. In fact two of the blacks had cocks
that must have been at least a foot long with low hanging balls beneath
them the size of lemons.

As with most porn movies, the plot was really rather lame. The movie had
started out with Tommy and the five black guys shooting hoops in the
driveway of some house. Then, one of the black guys had made some
comment about being horny and another then remarked that he was in for
some tight, white, ass. Quickly, the movie had progressed inside where
all five black guys were on the bed in a circle with Tommy going from one
to the other sucking their cocks.

Naturally, there had to be a fuck scene in the movie and Tommy had
feigned protest as one of the blacks had roughly stripped off his silk
basketball shorts and promptly began to stuff his long, thick, black,
cock up his butt, Tommy's feigned cries of anguish filling the
soundtrack.

Of course, Chester knew Tommy's protests weren't real. After all, he had
Chester's cock up his butt since he was twelve. Back then, Tommy's
protests hadn't been faked as tears had run down his cheeks like twin
rivers as he had strained to lower himself upon Chester's massive meat.

Now, as Tommy was pulled from one black guy to another in the circle and
fucked, Chester couldn't help but smile and appreciate what a good actor
Tommy was. In fact, it was really like he was being fucked for the first
time he carried on and hollered so much. Of course, what Chester didn't
know was that this was the fifth take of the same scene and Tommy's cries
of anguish were because his butt hole was very raw and sore at that
point.

Chester began to stroke his cock a little faster as the final scene
approached. He loved it when all five of the blacks shot their loads and
covered Tommy from his neck down to his crotch with thick, white, cum as
he lay on his back upon the bed, the black guys around him in a circle
wanking their big cocks.

The movie was just about to the point where they were about to blow their
loads, and Chester was about to blow his, when the doorbell rang.

"Fuck! Who the hell could that be?" Chester exclaimed, and picked up
the remote and turned off the VCR, got up from his chair, and closed his
terry cloth bathrobe, re-arranging it so that his still hard cock didn't
tent it out too much.

Chester muttered under his breath as he headed for the front door. After
all, it was Sunday morning and rarely ever did anyone come to see the
balding, slightly portly now fifty-year-old on Sunday.

"Billy! I didn't expect to see you again so soon," Chester remarked as
he opened the door and looked down at the thirteen year old with the
curly red hair. "Whose your friend?" he then asked, referring to the kid
with the sandy colored hair standing next to Billy dressed in the same
style baggy tee shirt, jeans, and trainers.

"Uh, this is my friend Danny. We both want to go to the arcade this
afternoon and we need some money." Billy replied, shifting his weight
from one foot to the other somewhat nervously.

"Well, I'm usually busy on Sunday but come on in. I'll see what I can
do," Chester said, and opened the screen door and stood aside so the two
young teens could enter.

Chester closed and locked the screen door then did the same with the
solid wooden front door.

"Have a seat on the couch." Chester said, motioning toward the black
leather couch that lined one wall of the small living room. "You boys
want a Coke or something?" Chester asked.

"Nah, thanks anyway," Billy replied, and plopped himself down upon the
couch, his friend Danny doing the same beside him.

"Well, Danny. What has Billy told you about me?" Chester asked, seating
himself in his big stuffed chair across from the couch where the two boys
sat.

"Uh, he said I can earn ten dollars by letting you suck my peter," Danny
replied, then looked at his friend nervously, prompting Chester to
chuckle.

"Well, that's what I usually pay for that. Did Billy tell you anything
else?" Chester asked.

"Nah, he said if you sucked our peters we'd each get ten bucks," Danny
replied.

"I see. So, Billy, you just gonna be wanting ten bucks this time, too?"
Chester asked.

"Uh, well. I'd like to earn fifty. But, you do Danny first. I don't
want him watching me," Billy replied, prompting his friend Danny to look
at him with a puzzled look.

"Well, sure. Danny can go first. You ready to get naked and get your
peter sucked, Danny?" Chester asked.

"Uh, do I gotta get naked?" Danny asked.

"Yes, I'm afraid so," Chester replied in a serious tone.

"Okay, but I don't want him around. If I can't watch him he can't watch
me either," Danny replied, and looked at his friend Billy.

"Well, this will work out fine. Billy, why don't you go sit on the front
porch swing until I finish with Danny. Then, he can wait on you,"
Chester said.

"Yeah, okay. Sure!" Billy said, and got up off of the couch and headed
for the front door.

"Well, you ready to get your peter sucked now?" Chester asked, as Billy
closed the front door behind him.

"Uh, yeah!" Danny replied.

"Well, get naked and I'll be right there," Chester replied, and smiled.

Chester watched approvingly as the thirteen-year-old striped off his
baggy tee shirt, took off his shoes, then shucked down his jeans and
boxers. Immediately Chester noticed that the boy already had a good start
on his pubes and that his circumcised, flaccid, penis would probably be
about four inches long when hard.

Chester got up out of his stuffed chair and walked over toward the couch
where the boy sat. Then, he got down on his knees between the boy's
legs, took his flaccid penis in his hand, then bent his head downward and
swooped the morsel into his mouth.

"Oh gosh!" Danny exclaimed, never having had a mouth on his dick before.

Expertly, Chester began to swirl his tongue over the head of Danny's
penis while he sucked and instantly the boy's peter inflated to its full
four inches.

"Oh! Mmmmmm!" Danny exclaimed, as the man bobbed his mouth up and down on
his pecker and sucked.

Chester loved sucking such tasty morsels of boy dick, although he liked
the man-sized cocks of the older boys as well. However, there was
something about the reactions of the younger boys, especially when it was
their first time, that was so satisfying and pleasing to him. In fact,
he would have liked to reach under his robe and wank his rock hard cock
and blow his own load. However, he knew that would happen soon enough.

"Uh! Oh yeah! Suck my peter!" Danny exclaimed, as the first gooey wave
swept over him clear down to his toes.

As was usually the case, especially the first time a boy got his peter
sucked, Danny didn't last long and in about five minutes he gasped loudly
and instinctively grabbed hold of Chester's head with his hands and began
to buck his hips rapidly upward off of the couch.

"Oh yeah! I'm gonna cum! Ahhhhhhh!" Danny cried out, and started
squirting his young, teen, sperm pellets into Chester's mouth.

"Now, that wasn't so bad was it?" Chester asked, having drained every
ounce of sperm form the boy's pecker that he could and smiling up at him.

"Oh gosh! That felt good!" Danny exclaimed, still somewhat out of breath
from the best orgasm he had ever had.

"I'm glad you liked it. Now, get your clothes on and go out and tell
Billy he can come in. I'll give him your ten dollars when he's through,"
Chester said, getting up off of his knees.

Chester seated himself again in his stuffed chair and waited while Danny
put his clothes back on.

"Uh, thanks! I'd like to do it again sometime if that's okay," Danny
said, stopping on his way toward the front door.

"Anytime. Just ring the doorbell," Chester replied, then smiled.

I less than a minute, the front door opened and Billy entered and walked
over and plopped himself upon the couch again.

"So, you want to earn fifty bucks again?" Chester asked.

"Yeah, I guess," Billy replied, a little nervousness in his voice.

"Okay, assume the position," Chester replied, and began to get up from
his chair.

Billy got up off the couch and got down on his knees on the carpeted
floor and waited. Even though he had seen the man's cock before, Billy's
eyes still widened when Chester untied and opened up his bath robe and he
was staring at the hard, eleven-inch, piece of circumcised meat.

"Now remember. You gotta eat all my cum to get the fifty bucks. It's
been five days since I've gotten off so there's gonna be a lot. You sure
you want to do it?" Chester asked.

"Uh, yeah. I guess so," Billy replied.

"Okay, open your mouth and get to work then," Chester said, and moved the
head of his cock toward the boy's open mouth.

Chester grabbed Billy's head and began to fuck about three inches of his
massive meat into the boy's mouth.

"Use your tongue more," Chester instructed. "Oh yeah! That's it. Just
like that," he said, as the boy began to swirl his tongue over the head.

Slowly, Chester began to feed more and more of his cock into the boy's
slurping mouth then felt him gag slightly as the head began to hit the
back of his throat.

"Okay, I'm gonna start fucking it in as far as I can. You ready?"
Chester asked.

Still sucking away, Billy nodded his head that he was and took a depth
breath through his nostrils while Chester got a tighter hold on his head.

It has taken almost a month before Billy could take most of the massive
meat down his throat. In fact, the previous time he had sucked the thing
was the first time he had earned the fifty dollars. All the other times,
he had gagged and choked and struggled, without success, to earn the
fifty bucks.

"Oh yeah! Down your throat! Oh yeah!" Chester exclaimed, fucking
almost all of his huge, thick, meat in and out of Billy's esophagus.

As he fucked, spit began to run out of the corner of Billy's mouth and
snot ran from his nose. But, the kid had gotten the hang of the
breathing and Chester would pull back enough every now and then to give
him a chance to take another deep breath through his nose, then, ram most
his cock down Billy's throat again and continue to fuck some more.

"Okay, I'm about to go. I can't hold off any longer. It's own the way!
Take a deep breath!" Chester exclaimed after about ten minutes, as he
felt his load begin to boil upward from his balls.

Quickly, Chester pulled his cock back so that Billy could take a deep
breath. Then, when he did, Chester started fucking the thing down his
throat again and promptly blew his load, the first huge spurt going
directly into Billy's esophagus on its way straight to his tummy.

Then, Chester pulled back and filled Billy's mouth with the second,
third, and forth blasts of sperm , and Billy gulped it down like he was
drinking a milk shake.

"That was a good job!" Chester said moments later, as he handed Billy six
ten-dollar bills. "Don't forget, ten of that is for Danny," he added.

"I won't. Uh, can I come back tomorrow?" Billy asked.

"Uh, not tomorrow. That's a little soon," Chester replied.

"Uh well, I need another two hundred for the new bike I want," Billy
said.

Chester smiled at Billy's words. He had heard them before from Tommy and
some of the others. Even though he had just shot his load minutes
before, Chester's cock twitched at the mental vision of Billy straining
to seat himself on his massive pole in order to earn the money for the
bike. Briefly, he wondered how many days in a row Billy would have to
attempt the feat before his small, teen, behind was seated upon his
pubes. It had taken Jacob, his most recent once- a- month two
hundred-dollar customer, ten tries before he had accomplished the act.

"Tell you what. Come back tomorrow after you get out of school and we'll
see what we can do," Chester said, then smiled.

Chester parted the curtain of one of the front windows to the cottage and
watched as the two boys disappeared down the sidewalk. Briefly, he
wondered what story Billy was going to give Danny to justify the fifty
bucks. Then, he shrugged his shoulders and turned away from the window
and headed toward the kitchen to get himself a beer.

To be continued