Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2018 15:49:40 +0100 (CET)
From: MuDPhuD <coybum@tutanota.com>
Subject: Fallback Sitter-Chapter 2

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Fallback Sitter - 2
by MuDPhuD

Frankie and I lounged in the living room, watching some ESPN. Fresh from
the shower, Frankie smelled like Irish Spring. Neither of us spoke about
what just happened an hour ago, content just lying back, eating pizza and
wings.

As soon as the food was finished and put back in the kitchen, Frankie
curled up next to me on the sofa. He laid his head on my lap as he turned
to watch basketball replays. Enjoying the warm contact between us, I
brushed his soft rusty hair.

"Charlie, are you gonna tell?" Frankie timidly asked, his head moving to
look up to me.

"Depends, are you a good boy?" I teased, looking down and grinning at my
beauty.

"I'm serious, you promised you wouldn't tell if I helped you out," Frankie
countered. "Mama says you have to keep your promises."

"I promise I won't tell Jolene," I swore to a bright-eyed boy.

Finishing another episode of Sports Center, I felt my cock twinge again as
Frankie was absentmindedly rubbing my right inner thigh.

"Charlie, your dick's getting hard again," Frankie giggled, twisting back
to me. A tent had formed right against Frankie's left cheek and a dark spot
of precum stained the front of my shorts. "Do you need me to suck it
again?"

"Nah, I'd rather fuck you," I replied back, keeping my attention on the
sportscaster.

Frankie pushed away and sat back looking at me. I ignored him as soccer
scores ran across the screen.

"I've never...you know..." Frankie muttered before continuing. "And I know
it hurts."

"I thought you were goosing yourself with the banana." Frankie blushed so
deeply his hair almost matched his face.

"Well...yeah...but your cock's so much bigger."

"Yeah, I guess it hurts at first if you don't prep right." I shrugged,
grabbing the remote and flicking to another channel.

"Prep?"

"Yeah, you know, I would clean your butt hole out and make it nice and
ready for fun."

"Will you make me cum?"

"Maybe," I laughed, my attention never wavering from the TV. Miffed,
Frankie sat facing me on my lap, his small round buns sandwiching my
growing cock. He held my head and forced my eyes to his.

"Pay attention to me!" he exclaimed. "If it hurts, will you stop?" I
studied his flaming green eyes and he meant business.

"Yeah, bro."

"OK."

****

I sat on the toilet and watched Frankie undress as the bath water
filled. He still turned in embarrassment as he pushed his cotton shorts
off. When Frankie was completely naked and standing at the side of the tub,
just getting ready to step in, I grabbed him and sat the shy red-head on my
lap.

Prompting Frankie to take my tank top off, he fumbled and squirmed as I was
left only in my thin Umbro shorts. Now face-to-face, I used my thick
muscular thighs to force the boy's legs wide apart. Frankie laid his head
on my chest and took deep inhales. He could still smell the sweaty, dirty
scents of a midfielder. His left fingers played with the tufts of my chest
hair.

"You're really something, Frankie," I softly murmured to his ear, as my
right index finger probed his pink hole, inadvertently causing the boy's
1.5-inch soft penis to plump up to its full 3.5-inches. "Yeah..." I kissed
with a mischievous smile. "You like it when I play with your poop hole,
huh?" Frankie nodded, resolutely silent. He could feel my finger two
knuckles deep and squirm to find his prostate. "Come on, tell me you like
it."

"I like it, Charlie," Frankie replied, hugging me closer so I could feel
his boy boner on my abs. My own cock strained against my shorts at the
boy's submission. When the tub had enough water, I cradled Frankie to the
edge of the small basin. His arms hugged my neck as his legs wrapped around
my torso.

"I'm gonna clean you up," I said, spreading his legs and running water over
his milky ass. Choosing to ignore the washcloth, I used my fingers and body
wash to lather and wash Frankie's entire body. I took my time tickling the
preteen's hairless armpits. When he begged me to stop, I moved to playing
with his pale pink nipples. The sheen of the water only made them more
suckable. Frankie's uncut cock stood at attention as the bright helmet
peeked. The boy's frenulum looked shiny and inviting. Unable to resist any
further, I swallowed Frankie's cock. Frankie giggled and bucked as my
tongue swirled and tickled him. He tasted sweet and boyish like a ripe
peach.

"Stop! Haha...No! Stop!...No, please...haha," Frankie heaved, catching his
breath and pushing me back. He didn't come but the combination of my
fingering and sucking was new to him. Finished with bathing my charge, I
had Frankie face the wall and hold his butt cheeks open.

"I'm gonna show you how to clean your boy hole," I said, rubbing my soapy
fingers against his pristine pucker. "Shh...relax." POP. My entire middle
finger slipped inside Frankie's sucking ass. "I'll expect you to keep your
hole clean and ready for me."

Frankie felt the burning soapy finger wiggling in his most private place. A
few times, the finger would press on a special spot and his ass tightened
further. He could barely follow my instructions let alone keep himself
steady.

"Hold still, I'm gonna add a second finger," I said as both right index and
middle finger found and pounded on Frankie's immature prostate. Frankie
thrashed against me at the fireworks erupting in his head. Pinning him to
the wall with my left forearm and letting his thin hips pump against my
invading digits, I added, "Yeah boy...you like that, huh?" Frankie
completely ignored me but couldn't miss the two fingers now turning to
three setting his virgin hole on fire. Roughly sliding my soapy fingers
back inside, turning and twisting, Frankie would mew as his erratic bucking
accelerated.

Washing his hole clean, I shoved my tongue between his small firm
butt. Frankie jumped as if electrocuted when my tongue flicked and teased
his hairless winking hole. The boy bit down on his left forearm to suppress
the overwhelming tickling sensation coursing through his immature body.

"Ah-haha! Stop! Charlie! Stop!" Frankie begged, but honestly, the boy
didn't want the man to stop.

Applying more body wash, I returned to finger fucking Frankie
relentlessly. The boy slammed against the tile as his legs shook
involuntarily. Taking my left forearm off, I use my left hand to furiously
stroke his hard 3.5-inch cock.

"This is how I want you to clean your hole for me, ok bud?" I asked gently
as my fingers continued to dig and prod at his boy prostate. I loved
teasing his little boner.

"Ugh-Ugh-ok Charlie!" Frankie yelped as he bit his lower lip in erotic
exasperation. "Please don't stop!"

"Since your uncut," I said, flicking my thumb across Frankie's quivering
strawberry tipped erection. "You need to clean your cock too." My foamy
fingers alternated between squeezing his scrotum and swirling my fingers
over his covered helmet.

Frankie's moans transformed into yelps as something ravished his
senses. His entire body went limp as the strangest, most unexpected feeling
erupted throughout the preteen's body. I knew the young boy was about to
experience an orgasm. To Frankie, this would be the orgasm that made him
mine. Jacking his little boner faster with my left forefinger, my right
three fingers plowed into the boy's prostate like a piledriver.

A guttural, desperate cry emanated from Frankie as three watery jets of boy
cum splattered the tub. I stood Frankie up as I retrieved my three soapy
fingers from Frankie's velvety soft asshole. Frankie leaned against me as
he worked to compose himself.

"If you want to keep fooling around with me, you'll have to keep your stink
hole clean," I instructed, spreading his legs and licking his pink clean
hole. Frankie giggled as I lifted him out of the tub. "Come on, let's get
you to bed." Wrapping a towel around him, I carried him to his bed. "Did
you like that?"

"Yeah! Charlie, that felt soooo good!" Frankie exhaled. "I mean...WOW!" I
smiled back at his innocence and newly discovered past time.

"It's my turn now," I said, drying his silky hair. A look of trepidation
crossed his delicate features. "You know where your mom keeps the lube?"
Frankie shook his head. "No worries, I'll go find some, just chill."

Sneaking into Jolene's nightstand, I looked for any viable lube. Unable to
find any, I went back to the bathroom and looked for a suitable substitute:
baby oil. As I take the bottle, I catch a glimpse of my shirtless
body. Dark brown hair trailed from my belly button to my thick bush with a
respectable brush of soft brown chest hair. I sigh and look at my
reflection, I was going to fuck Frankie.

Back in Frankie's bedroom, the boy was on his back, holding his feet apart
patiently waiting for me. He stared at the ceiling in scared anticipation
as he recalled the multitude of gay videos he'd watched. He recalled how so
many boys would whine and complain as a hard cock pumped into
them. However, before the video would end, they demanded a harder
pounding. Frankie wanted to have sex, especially with Charlie, but he was
frightened of the monster hanging between his sitter's legs.

"Bro, you look so fucking good!" I grunted, unable to resist poking his
pink virgin pucker. Shoving a pillow under Frankie's hips, I had him spread
his cheeks further apart. I played and teased his uncut head as I
positioned myself perfect for insertion.

Still in my shorts, I smacked the head of my cock against Frankie's creamy
pink hole. The precum stain spread further as Frankie giggled. Pouring a
substantial amount of oil over the boy's taut tummy and chest, I let my
hands trace over his prepubescent body.

"You're really fucking sexy." My fingers focused mostly on his soft
perineum. "You know that?"

"Yeah?" Frankie asked lifting his head to observe my fingers play with his
smooth balls. "Are you gonna stick your dick in my butt?" I could feel his
entire body tense at the questions.

"I was planning on it," I whispered back. My imprisoned cock tented my
shorts so much it hurt. Frankie didn't help as he squeezed and looked up at
me with those tempting green eyes.

"Charlie, I'm not sure I'm ready yet..." Frankie said, he never stopped
rubbing my cock head.

"You want me to stop?" I asked, pushing an oily finger up his clean
colon. Finding his prostate again, wiggling my finger expertly, "Well, do
you want me to?"

"Ah-Ah!" Frankie threw his head back and hit his headboard. "Ouch!"

Before Frankie could give me a definitive answer, I tickled his slick oiled
body. Frankie was extremely sensitive as he twisted and squirmed under the
assault. Oil covered his body quickly, providing a shiny sheen over his
hairless, unblemished skin. I loved the feeling of a squirming naked boy
begging for release under me.

Our tickling turned into wrestling as my much larger and hairier body
covered and pressed Frankie into his childhood bed. Here was a boy, oiled,
naked, and on his back, struggling to push me off him. My own nylon-covered
erection pressed against Frankie's virgin hole. He could feel the
fabric-covered head rub and slide over his heat-giving boy hole. Sure, he'd
played with his 4-inch plastic toy, but my cock was twice as long and
almost three times as thick.

As I dry humped Frankie, getting him accustomed to how I wanted to fuck
him, Frankie's eyes and hands explored my body. His fingers traced lovingly
over my chest hair. His thumb and forefingers pinched and tweaked my hard
brown nipples. Finally, he brought his arms around my head and brought me
closer to his lips. I kissed him tenderly before our tongues
dueled. Frankie's fingers combed through my hair as I pushed myself up from
the boy. I could feel him lift from the bed, trying not to break our
kiss. Trapped in each other's gaze, Frankie looked up at me seriously.

"Um, well, Charlie?" Frankie broke our gaze and turned his head away from
me. His pink blush returned as he continued, "I just don't think I'm
ready...I mean...don't me mad!"

"Come on, bro. I know you want this as much as I do," I lied, my erection
trying to reason with Frankie's objection. I kissed the nape of his neck
and nibbled on his soft succulent earlobes.

"I just know it's going to hurt!" Frankie insisted. "Plus, you've got the
biggest cock I've ever seen."

"Fuck! Really? You got me hard and horny and you're gonna pull out?" I said
exasperatedly.

"Charlie, I'm sorry...let me suck you off!"

"You're just as bad as my cheating girlfriend," I retorted angrily, pushing
the naked boy away from me and sitting up. "You're mom's coming in a few
hours, get some clothes on and get to bed." I finished, grabbing the last
blunt from the tableside.

"No, wait!" Frankie whined, sitting up and hugging me from behind. He held
me for what felt like hours before he added, "Just...just...it's just your
cock is really big...go slow, ok?"

Putting the blunt aside, I looked back at Frankie and stroked his auburn
hair. "Dude, I promise I won't hurt you."

That was all it took for Frankie to smile back and pull me back to his cozy
bed. As I laid staring up, he looked down at me from over my head. He bent
down and kissed my lips lightly again.

I positioned Frankie's butt at the edge of his twin bed. A pillow under his
small back raised his hairless hole perfect for penetration. He stared up
at me silently as I worked my fingers again to find his prostate. I wanted
him hard and begging before I fucked him.

It took less than 3 minutes before Frankie started thrusting against my
fingers and looking at me expectantly.

"Want me to fuck you?" I teased, pouring more baby oil on Frankie's
throbbing uncut dick. Using my free hand, I struggled to push my shorts
down while still pleasuring Frankie. It was awkward trying to maneuver my
limbs and still maintain balance.

Tripping over my shorts and unable to solidly clinch the nightstand, I fell
to my knees. Frankie looked up worried,

"You ok?" Ripping my shorts off in annoyance, I got up and towered over
Frankie. He had a smile back on his face as I lubed my cock up with more
baby oil.

"Yeah. You ready for my cock?" I hushed into his ear. He looked up and down
my body and felt my cock.

"Charlie?"

"Yeah?"

"If I say stop, you'll stop, right?" Ah fuck, not again. This little cock
tease was gonna get fucked.

"Frankie, why don't I just put in the tip?" I suggested, stroking my cock
and holding it by the base as the crown on my cock kissed his pink hole.

"Ok Charlie, I trust you," sighed the naked boy. A thick viscous strand of
precum connected me to Frankie. Tracing his small pucker with my engorged
helmet, I saturated the preteen's winking starfish with the baby oil-precum
mixture. Our eyes met as I pushed. His eyes almost popped out their
sockets.

"No! DON'T! Arghh!" the boy exclaimed as the wide head of my dick pushed
past his first sphincter. My left hand pinned the 80-pound boy easily to
his bed.

"Just relax, Frankie," I grunted, feeling the boy's anal walls choke my
crown. "Just remember, the first is the worst and the rest is the best."

"Take it out, please, Charlie..." Frankie pleaded. He stopped holding his
feet and tried pushing my hips back.

"You can't go around and tease men Frankie, it has consequences," I
explained, pushing another inch and breaking through his second
sphincter. We were connected now, as 7-inches of college cock eagerly
sought that velvet vice-grip. "It's just like before with my fingers." The
same fingers now gripped his throat. "I know it doesn't look like my cock
will fit, but it will, whether you want it to or not." I squirmed another
inch inside the writhing boy. "If you fight it, it's going to hurt a lot
more than it has to, and no one wants that."

"You promised..." Frankie mumbled, his watery eyes glared at my betrayal. I
pulled out so just the crown of my cock stayed inside.

"If you lie still and relax," I cooed, pumping as much blood into my dick,
Frankie moaned again. He could feel my abnormally thick cock expand
further. "My cock's going inside you and it won't hurt nearly as much if
you just accept it." Frankie moaned as he agonized over how to take my huge
cock head. "You love me, right?"

Soft tears rolled down the sides of Frankie's delicate face. I felt his ass
relax enough for me to thrust another two inches into the boy.

"Don't be scared, you'll have my whole cock inside you soon. Look!" I
pointed with my eyes as I pushed another inch and Frankie clenched half my
cock inside him. Frankie made several incomprehensible protests and groans
as his anus gave way to my invading cockhead.

The pressure built in Frankie until he ignored my advice. He began
straining and tensing his fuckhole, only to find another inch stuffed past
his gate. His shallow breathes stopped as he screamed. Startled, I
re-grasped the boy's pale thin neck and squeezed. The harsh din turned into
a pathetic yelp as Frankie understood to keep quiet. Still, he thrashed
about helplessly, his hands pounding against my arms and abs. Pinning his
arms over his head and his legs trapped in the air, my captive looked at
the three remaining inches left.

"Bro, you've got most of my cock inside you," I whispered close to his
upturned face. He refused to look at me, instead, I felt his ass clench and
relax around my cock. "The toughest part's taking the tip. It only gets
easier and better after this...I promise."

Waiting another minute for Frankie to adjust, I began pressing again, much
gentler than before. Despite my need to just thrust my whole cock inside
him, I deliberately slowed my inch long thrusts. Pulling out to the tip, I
focused on thrusting a half inch in and a quarter inch out.

Frankie looked back at me again, his eyes still
watery. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out. He was grunting and moaning as I fucked
my way into his virgin ass. To Frankie, it seemed like an eternity before
my thick pubic bush scratched his plush boy bottom.

"Ahhh! Fuck Frankie, you're tight!" I panted into his face. We were
face-to-face again and I could smell his discomfort. Taking my hand from
his tender throat and wrapping them around his milky thighs, I rubbed his
soft smooth legs.

"Please...take it out, Charlie!" Frankie sniffled. I took his left foot and
swirled my tongue over his small boy feet. Then, individually licking and
nibbling each of the tiny boy toes.

"I know it does, baby, but it'll get better, I promise." Frankie's freshly
washed boy scent warred against my sweaty man stench. In fact, his whole
room now smelled of sex and baby oil. It took everything not to come inside
the virgin beauty. "It's like a cramp. First, it really hurts." It took all
my self control not to just start pounding away. "Then the pain goes away."
I wanted him to beg for my cock instead of fearing it. Running his hands
through the boy's hair, he smiled. "How is it? Is it getting better?"

The boy's lip quivered and he reluctantly nodded slowly.

"I'm going to give it another couple minutes, and then I'm going to start
fucking you. It might start hurting again, but I want you to try not to
fight it, okay?" Again a reluctant nod. True to my word, several minutes
later, I slowly removed about half my length and thrust it in again.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Frankie whimpered as I continuously worked myself from a
gentle nudge to softly tapping his smooth bum with my hairy balls. Reaching
down between the boy's legs, I was a bit surprised to find Frankie's penis
at half-mast. Using two fingers, I started masturbating the child in time
with my thrusts. Methodically pulling the boy's foreskin back and forth,
gradually coaxing the boy into another erection.

"How are you doing, Frankie?" I panted heavily bumping my hips against the
boy's pert butt. "Getting into it?"

Frankie, still irked at my dishonesty, didn't respond. Simply closing his
eyes and clenched his fists at the comforter beneath him, he moaned each
time my cock completely buried itself in the boy. I had found his fun
button. Then I felt it. I felt my cock throb, begging me to impregnate
Frankie with my man cum. Pulling myself out completely, Frankie looked up
at me confused.

"Did you cum?" He puffed, propping himself on his elbows.

"No, get on all fours," I grunted heavily, feeling my load force its way
back to my full balls. Frankie took his time repositioning his aching
asshole.

"Charlie, your cock's still too big..." Frankie reasoned. Ignoring him, I
grabbed his left leg and swung it around so he was on his belly.

"Come on, stick your ass out," I ordered. The next thing Frankie felt was
something he dreaded, and that was my thick cock head poking at his asshole
again. A sharp deep burning pain conflagrated over Frankie's body as my
thick head pried his asshole open. I slipped just the tip inside and paused
long enough for Frankie to get somewhat accustomed to the girth. Frankie
felt each extremely thick inch of my cock as it took its graceful time in
stretching his anal walls with each inward shove.

"Theeere we go!" I groaned as I looked at the writhing boy on his bed
choking my leaking prick. Frankie's ass was on fire as my long thick cock
inched itself deeper and deeper inside of him. As each inch stretched
deeper, Frankie felt his ass increase with a burning pressure, one in which
he felt like he would explode at any time.

"FUCK! Charlie!" His muffled through the mattress. "Ow...Ow...Ow..." I held
Frankie's left hip while my right hand reached down and played with his
soft penis. At one point in the long thick plunge inside of him, Frankie
actually thought that my beefy cock was barging its way past his rib cage,
aiming somewhere inside of his throat. He felt bloated and full as I pushed
more and more of my enormous cock up his chute.

Soon, my huge balls press against Frankie's spread cheeks. I had fed
Frankie my entire cock and held it there for several moments. I considered
just how good Frankie made me feel. His buttery soft buns massaged and
pulled my cock as I waited for Frankie to tell me he was ready.

"Dude, you gonna let me fuck you again?" I whispered to his ear, still
fully inside the boy and playing with his hardening cock. Frankie looked
over his right shoulder at me and stayed silent. His clamping ass muscles
were all the confirmation I needed.

I mistook this as a sign he was ready, so as I began my lengthy withdrawal
and deep plunge, a meek grunt came from Frankie. Instead of going slow as I
had when we were facing each other, my long thrusts were accompanied by two
or three rabbit fucks. After I bottomed out, I'd try and jam my cock
further inside.

"Feeling any better?" I asked, leveraging our conjoined position so my
strong thighs could pound the boy better. Frankie felt like his ass was
being ripped apart, akin to a hot poker through the snow. Now that his ass
was stuffed with my cock, a cock that was by far thicker and longer than
most, Frankie's glutes involuntarily went into convulsions. This only added
to the misery Frankie felt as all he could do was wait for the pain to
subside so that the pleasure he sought would ravish his body.

"Ugh. Ahhh! Charlie, I'm not gonna shit right for...ugh...GO SLOW...PLEASE!
After nearly ten blissful minutes of alternating long slow strokes with
rapid thrusts, Frankie was still in total agony from the huge cock
terrorizing his rectum.

I continued to play with his little boner, stopping only when I felt
Frankie buck against my thrusts. My cock had definitely found his prostate
on the way in. Between the embarrassment of discovering his porn stash,
eagerly sucking and swallowing college cum, and this monstrous cock tearing
his virgin anus, Frankie was at a loss what to do. Thus, ignoring his
torment, Frankie began smashing his pain riddled ass onto my cock while
simultaneously straining to clinch his glutes. Smiling, I held the boy's
hips and began earnestly fucking my meat in and out of Frankie.

Something inside of Frankie clicked, sending his mind reeling into
orbit. The pain vanished and only the need for a huge cock tearing up his
ass consumed him. Between my slamming cock, hard and heavy inside of him,
and his own action of greeting each thrust while using his ass muscles as a
weapon, I could feel my cum boiling in my testicles again. My heavy free
swinging balls collided with Frankie's shriveled up nuggets, sending a dull
ache to Frankie's brain. The boy equated the pain of my throbbing cock with
the lustful of emotions swarming throughout his head.

"Fuck! Here it comes!" I roared at the top of my lungs, pulling out farther
and thrusting harder, causing the boy's moans to be louder and sharper. I
stood on the precipice as Frankie's pace was no longer a pace, it was a mad
thrashing of my long thick cock, pounding with delight in and out of his
petite ass. With one last, solid thrust, I grunted and squirted, coating
the boy's innards with college spunk. Frankie's body jumped forwards as the
powerful burst of my sperm caught him off guard. Frankie felt each burst of
sperm bullets spray deep into his gut and the thick cock inside his ass got
even thicker as it throbbed and pillaged away inside of him. Frankie's
internal organs were baptized in my cum. His ass was completely filled with
my still rock hard cock, blistering his anal canal with fiery hot globs of
man cream.

"Fuck Frankie!" I heaved, collapsing over his back. With each powerful
sperm shooting thrust, Frankie's breath was being forced from his body. I
had never fucked so hard or uninhibited. The muscles inside Frankie's ass
retracted to the point that they latched onto my cock and squeezed any
remaining sperm from my balls. I didn't stop Frankie's fucking motion
although I could feel my cock going limp. The pressure inside of Frankie's
ass kept on sucking my cock deeper and harder into the preteen's heated
darkness.

Completely winded, as if I played an entire game of soccer, I planted my
knees on the boy's firm mattress and fell to his side. POP! Gushed out my
man cum from Frankie's gaping red hole. There was a little bit of blood
mixed in with my cum as his sheets were stained with our fluids. The boy's
asshole worked to close, but I was pleased to see just how my cock kept his
hole open. Silently, I knew Frankie wished he could have swallowed my cream
instead of shooting it up his butt. Frankie stayed still, keeping his cum
filled bum stuck high in the air, awaiting further orders. New feelings and
emotions blistered the boy's impressionable mind. This moment would forever
be indelible in Frankie's life.

"Dude, stay still," I instructed, grabbing my iPhone and snapping a
photo. Frankie's pale white cheeks spread as thick globs of cum leaked from
the yawning red fuckhole. Frankie noticed the flash and interjected.

"Hey! Stop that I don't want anyone to know!"

"Dude I'm not going to show this to anyone," I half-lied, snapping a few
more pictures. Frankie turned and looked at me.

"Promise?"

"Yeah," I laughed, dipping my forefinger in his closing hole and scooping
some of my cum, I made the boy lick it. The last picture I took was Frankie
sucking my spunk from my two fingers with his eyes closed.

TBC?

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