Message-ID: <040313Z08041995@anon.penet.fi> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: an166744@anon.penet.fi X-Anonymously-To: alt.sex.stories Organization: Anonymous contact service Reply-To: an166744@anon.penet.fi Date: Sat, 8 Apr 1995 04:00:19 UTC Subject: COKE (m/b) Lines: 241 COKE (boys/man) Standard disclaimer, bla bla bla, if you are not an adult according to the law, the government doesn't want you to have erotic titillation and your mind shall remain virgin even though you've been cumming for the last six years. Do not read this. Furthermore, people who are easily offended, people who are not interested in sex stories involving young boys and people on a crusade to cleanse the world should NOT read this. Whoever is left should be able to understand that this is only fantasy. I did not write this. I'm posting it for somebody else. Hope you like it. Send comments to an166744@anon.penet.fi "Coke" written by BASE. (04/95) Coke doesn't have much going for him, except his looks. He isn't all that bright and he's far from rich or sophisticated, but he is very, very handsome. Tall, dark of hair and eyes, with broad shoulders and a practiced posture, he makes quite a debonair impression. Indeed, nature has been kind to him and he's diligent in caring for her generosity. Coke works out at the gym, always eats well and although he's no body builder, he's cut like a greek statue. There isn't an ounce of fat on him! He's only 23, but so far he's made a decent living off of his ass, which, by the way, is a nearly perfect bubble butt. I don't know Coke that well, but for some reason, he confides in me and I love just being around him. He's so handsome, I like it when people think that we're together. He's much too expensive for me, but I really enjoy his company. We sort of meet on thursday evenings at a local coffee shop. Its not a thing that's set in stone. I just live close by and its no trouble to check and see if he's waiting inside. Anyway, last thursday I poked my head into the shop and saw Coke sitting there, with his chin in his hand like he was thinking deeply. Now that was a pose most unlike Coke. I never got the impression that deep thoughts troubled his head and he wasn't the sort of guy who worried much about life. As I walked over, it became obvious that he was very upset, worried sick I thought. His beautiful eyes were all blood shot, like he'd been crying or drinking or hadn't slept in a week. And his unshaved face was pale as a sheet. Now, I have never told Coke about my "other" sexuality. He just thinks I'm gay, like he is. He has no idea that I'm really turned on by boys. So he wasn't aware that his story nearly made me cream my jeans. But this is what he told me: There was this guy, he had met him a few years back in a hustler's bar, an older gentleman who used to lay out $500 for a night of sex. Anyway, he recommended Coke to this rich dude, an English count or something, not much older than him, and not bad looking either. So Coke figured this was a rare opportunity. He'd give this guy the role of his life and maybe end up married to real money, or at least a kept boy! So Coke was out to please. They met on a friday afternoon, on the Count's yacht. Coke though he looked like Raul Julia. Soon, the boat started to sail straight out into the open ocean. No one had discussed money directly, but Coke was pretty sure he was in for at least $500, so he was enjoying the sea air, sipping cool white wine, and waiting on deck for his trick. The sun was nearly set when the Count met him and asked him to come inside the cabin. The Count explained that he wasn't interested in sex, not directly. He was simply a voyeur and wanted Coke to make a video for him. Coke wasn't at all opposed to the idea, but tried to make sure that the Count understood that a video would cost him more than five bills. The Count said that he'd pay Coke very well, very well indeed, but that he would expect him to do anything. That gave Coke pause. He wasn't about to do anything illegal, at least not on camera. But the Count said that they'd be passed the 200 mile limit in a few hours and that the video was only for his own private entertainment anyway. Now, Coke was really suspicious, although already far out to sea, and still anxious to please this guy. He was wondering what the Count had in mind. Just then, Coke noticed the first little boy running past the cabin's porthole. Maybe he was 9 or 10 years old. A cute, freckly faced blond boy, the Jay North, kid next door type. Now what was a kid like that doing on board.....then he guessed! A kiddie porn flick. The Count smiled, perceiving the light of understanding in Coke's eyes. Coke just stood there with his mouth open staring dumbly, his hands shaking. 'No way, no way' he thought. He shook his head negatively. But the Count's smile just grew even wider. Out from his wallet, the bills came. There must have been thousands. He could have that, and more. The Count also assured him that the kids were all really into it and would also be well paid. The alcohol was working its wonders. Coke got up and looked out onto the deck, now drenched in pale moon light. There were 3 little boys, all about the same age. One was the blond boy and the other two had hair black as pitch. They looked like brothers and could have passed for young members of the Osmond family. Both were rather thin, sparkle eyed, and terribly cute. Coke felt a sensation in his groin that he hadn't felt since his first time. He turned and asked the Count what he wanted him to do. Coke laid down on the bed naked. His hands and feet were firmly tied to the bed posts. Coke had only sparse body hair which he kept immaculately trimmed. His hard chest and rippled stomach grew taught as tested the strength of his bonds. He was tied tightly and all of a sudden became a little afraid. The Count refused to tell him exactly what was going to happen, claiming that it was really all up to the boys. The boat rocked gently in the ocean as Coke waited for something to happen. He laid there, helpless, for about 10 minutes when finally, the Count came in and started to roll the video. The camera drank in all of Coke's bound nakedness. Then, the Count laid down the camera and began to fondle Coke's cock and balls. His dick got hard immediately. Coke's eight inch dick was sticking straight up into the air. The Count ran his fingers through the pubic hair most intently. He seemed to luxuriate in the black, silky softness of Coke's pubes. Then the count went back to filming. At a signal, the boys came in. All three boys were already totally naked. Their chests had only tiny pink nipples, with almost no sign of muscle development. Their little dicks and balls were totally hairless, but their cocks were three erect little boners. The boys surrounded Coke's helpless form. They stared wide eyed at his big cock and heavy balls. At once, the boys climbed onto the bed and began to snip at the thick black patch of hair around Coke's dick with small pairs of scissors. Coke struggled a little against his bonds, for effect. With puckish delight the little blond boy single handedly deprived Coke of most of the hair between his cock and belly button. The boy cropped him real close and nicked his skin once. A crimson dot erupted near the base of Coke's dick, pinpointing the child's carelessness. The two dark haired boys began snipping away at the hairs on Coke's balls. He let out a yelp when one of the boys, the smaller one, nicked his sac. The Count was sure to get close ups of the hair falling away and the expressions on the boys faces as Coke was unmanned. Soon, most of Coke's pubic hair laid strewn about the sheets. The blond boy picked up a thick patch of hair and pretended it was a mustache. The two dark haired boys each grabbed hand fulls of Coke's dick hair and placed them on top of their boy-dicks, like they had pubic hair. The video camera drank it all in. Next, the shaving began. The two dark haired boys lathered Coke up and removed the remaining hair from his crotch. One held Coke's hard cock in his little hands while his friend shaved around the base of Coke's cock and around his balls. At the same time, the blond boy shaved the hair off Coke's chest and around his nipples. Soon, the little tykes had all of Cokes body hair completely gone. His bald dick seemed like it had grown two inches and his chest muscles looked even more defined. The boys were obviously happy with the job they had done. Coke was baby smooth. Now, the sex began. The blond boy sat on Coke's face so that his little asshole was over Coke's mouth. The Count brought the camera in for a real close up of this. Coke's tongue darted in and around the kid's anus. As soon as he tasted the boy's musty hole he was shocked by how much it turned him on. The kid was moaning loudly and Coke plunged his tongue deep into him. The two dark haired boys had pounced on Coke's shaved cock. Their eager little mouths licked and slurped at his dick head and shaft. The count could hardly decide which end was hotter. But he settled in for a close up of the two boys licking Coke's cock. The smaller boy darted the tip of his tongue into Coke's piss slit and tasted the salty pre-cum. The video preserved the first glinting drop of man juice that oozed from Coke's cock onto the boy's tongue. The kid lapped it up like it was ovaltine. As Coke continued to rim the blond boy, the two dark haired kids divided their labor. The smaller boy began to lick Coke's balls while his friend tried to swallow the man's cock. Coke was surprised to feel half his dick in the kid's mouth. The boy sucked away like a pro. Coke felt waves and waves of ecstacy surge through him. This was turning into some of the hottest sex he'd ever had. After a few minutes, the blond boy turned around and pushed his little peter between Coke's lips. The little boner was barely three inches long, and Coke was easily able to take the boy's dick and tiny balls into his mouth at the same time. The blond boy squealed with delight and began to pump his dick into Coke's hot mouth. All the while, the two dark haired boys were working Coke into a frenzy. His cock was ready to burst. The count sensed this and told the two boys to stop. Coke's legs were already spread wide and the count ordered the small boy to put his finger in Coke's asshole. The boy did just that and Coke felt the child's little finger penetrate him. He let out a low moan as the kid began to work his asshole. The other little dark haired boy joined the blond boy and soon Coke had two miniature dicks and four balls to lick and suck. All the while the two kids tongue kissed each other for the camera. Next, the small boy began to lick around Coke's asshole. The little hot tongue lapped away at the man's shithole and Coke nearly passed out from the intensity of the kid's work. Coke didn't know how much more of this he could take. He felt his balls about to explode. Then, the incredible happened. At a signal from the Count, the small dark haired boy raised his asshole over Coke's cock and lowered himself onto it. Coke was amazed at the boy's capacity to absorb him. He felt only the slightest hint of a shutter as his cock entered the eight-year-old. It was the tightest, warmest, most incredible fuck he had ever known. As the kid slid up and down on Coke's shaft, deeper each time, Coke realized a whole new part of himself. He drove his cock deep into the eight-year-old's guts. His dick seemed to reach right into the kid's stomach. Coke thought it would come out the kids mouth. But the kid knew exactly what he was doing. He rode Coke's cock like a professional. His little dick was hard as a rock as Coke's manhood plunged deeper and deeper into him. All the while, as he was fucking the small boy, the two other kids were pushing their dicks and balls into his mouth. This was pure ecstacy. Just as Coke was about to shoot, the little boy hopped off his cock and began to jerk it off. Coke's entire body tensed up and he shot a spray of cum fully three feet into the air. Most of his man juice landed on his chest and belly. He lay there, almost like a dead thing, feeling his bliss could get no more intense. But the three boys knew exactly what to do next. They began to lick the slimy jism off Coke's body. The camera caught the boys lapping up the dollops of cum and passing them to each other, from tongue to tongue, several times before they were finally swallowed, with sticky grins. Coke left the boat, came home and proceeded to get shit faced drunk. The Count had given him $2,000 and had made another booking for the following weekend. Coke was scared and very confused. He felt guilty, but incredibly turned on at the same time. In fact, he could hardly wait for next friday night. Those three boys were definitely the best sex he had ever had. And now he was unsure of himself. Was he a pedophile? Was it still illegal, even though he had been out side the 200 mile limit? What would become of the video tape? Would the Count really keep it secret? These were the questions that raked his poor brain, which was so unused to such complexities. As he finished his story, I was spellbound. I only wished I could go with him on the next cruise. I know I'm gonna have to help Coke come to terms with his new feelings. It'll take time, of course, but Coke and I are friends. And I'm a good listener. THE END. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- To find out more about the anon service, send mail to help@anon.penet.fi. If you reply to this message, your message WILL be *automatically* anonymized and you are allocated an anon id. Read the help file to prevent this. Please report any problems, inappropriate use etc. to admin@anon.penet.fi.