Date: Tue, 13 Mar 2018 08:20:46 -0400 From: zebedee21 Subject: Harry Brown Series; The Weekend Son Part One Harry Brown Series of Stories Harry Brown grants wishes and makes fantasies come true. Whatever the client's desire/s, Harry can make it happen, for a price. Essentially, Harry had seen a place in the market. People had a sexual desire for boys that they wanted to fulfil but in a controlled, safe environment and without risk of prosecution. They were also happy to pay for the service. Harry had been fed up of hearing how boys were being exploited. Most of them were selling themselves to scum who simply exploited the market and just treated the boys as just a throw away commodity, leaving them at times injured with no self worth. Some of the boys were not even gay. But, the majority had one thing in common. They needed money. A boy eventually wanted to go to college. College = $$$$$$'s. Not every parent could afford all of the college fees. Even with grants it was not enough money. Some parents knew what their kids were doing and hated themselves. It's a sad indictment but, some parents actively looked for custom for their sons via people they knew in order to keep them `safe'? The reality was, it was not unusual for a good looking boy to be approached by a complete stranger and propositioned. That is where Harry Brown (call him a hypocrite) found that he could cover a lot of the angles. He wanted to ensure the boys were paid well, would be protected and maintain a feeling of self worth for the average 4 years that would take them from age 12 to 16. The philosophy used by Harry was. If the client could afford it, they could have it! Whatever the fee Harry's set fee was $500 + $200 for the boys' handler. Harry set the fee for the boy depending on the clients need. Every request was priced accordingly. Each boy had an account set up. Only Harry and the boy had access to the account from which funds would be transferred electronically when required for college use. However, the boys always received 20% of the fee in cash before the balance was paid into his account. Each boy had his profile on computer. His statistics, likes, dislikes and definite no no's were stored. When Harry had a client request it was just a case elimination. Sexual activity involving a boy or boys was available in all of its formats with exceptions: Clients did not have to be wealthy. If they were, then Harry would exploit it for the boys benefit. But there were rules: The boy's safety is paramount. No SCAT of any kind without exception. No permanent injury, tattoos. No breaks or disfigurement or visible scarring. No gratuitous violence. In the event of any accidental (or deliberate) injury needing hospitalisation. The client pays the bill. If the boy at any time wants to stop. Stop! Should a client want to do something outside of the boys remit it must be conveyed to and agreed by the boy and his handler. The extra fee agreed will be paid to Harry's office by transfer prior to continuation. Any additional act agreed by the boy will then be placed on his profile and will become irrevocable. On the very rare occasion that Harry has to become involved. Any infringement of the above will incur severe penalties for the client and anyone under their control. Case in point: Male client hired 13 year old boy to attend his 14 year old son's birthday party to pleasure his son and three 14 y/o male guests. As requested, the boy was used and abused by the three teens in every way permitted. The Son, while fucking the boy from the rear on all fours grabbed the boys' hair to pull his head back while another boy face fucked him. His head was pulled back so violently he was in danger of having his vocal chords broken and a clump of his hair was pulled out. The boys request for them to stop was ignored and he eventually had to beg them to stop. He was ignored. The other boy was annoyed that his face fucking fun was about to be brought to a halt. Angry, he landed a hard kick to the boys cock and balls causing him to black out and become violently ill. He had put the boy out of action for 6 weeks. The penalty At a time appointed by Harry. The handler concerned arranged for both boys to be abducted. They were taken to a homeless camp under a railway bridge. They were taken into the camp where each had an ankle tethered with a length of rope to an anchor point. The handlers only waited to the point where the boy's clothes were ripped off. They returned four hours later to collect them. Their bodies were filthy, cum oozed from every orifice, welts covered their skin from head to toe. They took the video camera from one of the campers. A copy of the whole four hours was loaded to two memory cards. The client would find the boys dumped on his lawn with the cards stuffed inside their gagged mouths. Yes, the client's account was cancelled. "Don't break the rules! This introduction will not appear on further story submissions. The reader will be directed to it at the start of each story for reference should stories appear in separate categories. All the usual disclaimers apply. If you don't like what you read or are under age. Go and read a comic or something. If, you enjoy the story or, have a scenario based on the above synopsis. Just mail me: Some stories will be very short or short. I try not to make them too long. Zebedee21@Protonmail.com. You will get a reply. Harry Brown. The Weekend Son Part One The Burton's had contacted Harry Brown via a friend. They were both in their mid 30's and childless. They required a dark haired, 13 year old boy for a weekend to be treated as their son with whom they could exercise their parental desires (perversions). All of Harry's boys were of regular statistics with some exceptions. Tyler met all of the criteria as it was entered into the database. At 5' and 98lbs. Two major stipulations were that; he had to have body hair and a thick, minimum 5"circumcised cock. 9pm Friday Tyler's handler dropped him off at the neat, semi secluded home of the Burtons at 9pm on the still sunny Friday night. Once they had appeared on the doorstep the car drove away. Tyler (as requested) had no luggage. He wore just his skinny blue jeans, white tee shirt and blue deck shoes without socks. Jane and Steve Burton clad in shorts, tee shirts and flip flops made toward the boy beaming with happiness over their new ($3000) acquisition. He was theirs for the whole weekend. Tyler was their first hiring. If all went well there would be more. They were delighted when Tyler greeted them with a "hello mother, hello father". Jane hugged the boy. "No, No silly boy. Don't be so formal, call us Mummy and Daddy". With that she kissed his soft lips. He turned to Steve. "Hello Daddy". Between them and each with a parental arm around his slender shoulders they walked to the house. Any nosey neighbors would be told that the boy was a nephew. Tyler was used to many house interiors. He was there to earn a living not to admire the home or any luxuries. He showed an artificial interest as the dutiful son. He removed his shoes at the front door then was ushered barefoot up the stairs with Jane's hands firmly holding his hips as she guided him in the direction of what was to be his room. It all looked very new. Posters of cars and sports players adorned the blue walls. Age appropriate toys and boys books filled the shelves. A double, metal framed bed faced the window. All the bedding was pale blue. Bendy side lights stood on two nightstands either side of the bed. "So Tyler, what do you think of your room"? "It's great mummy, thank you". "Ok, every morning you will find the clothes you will wear on your bed. You come down for breakfast in whatever you slept in. No need to shower. You come straight down when you are called, we like punctuality". Steve could feel his cock twitch in anticipation. Tyler acted all innocent and said."Ok mummy". During a late, light supper the Burtons' kept looking knowingly at each other as they watched every mouthful their son ate. Every lick of his lips registered his throat as it swallowed fingers, hands and slender arms. Her butterflies eclipsed Steve's own nervous twitches. Jane spoke to Tyler with great emphasis in her voice informing him that he was to do as he was told; and, he was told to confirm any instruction with "yes mummy or daddy". He duly confirmed with a boyish "yes mummy". The meal concluded. Jane did the dishes; Steve took Tyler to the TV room to watch the day's sports reports. They were both sitting side by side. Steve had put an arm around the boys' shoulders and stroked his bare upper arm. Tyler loved to be touched; he never got fed up with it. It always sent a thrill through him. To him, touching was a sign that something was about to happen. He allowed his head to rest under Steve's arm so they looked just like son and doting father. With his left arm trapped between their two bodies, Tyler had rested his right palm up on Steve's chest watching the bulge develop in his shorts. Around half an hour had passed. Tyler was absentmindedly playing with Steve's firm nipple while Steve's fingers toyed with Tyler's hair. The door opened and Jane appeared. "You guys seem settled". She was now dressed in a short, peachy colored, cotton housecoat. She indicated to her husband. He read the signal for him to go shower and change. "Call me when you are done Hun", she called after him. When she was sure he was in the shower she turned the sound down on the TV and sat next to her 'son`. Her slim her body hardly made a dent in the seat of the sofa. Taking Tyler's hand she told him to stand up. Parting her knees she drew him to stand between them, then, placed her hands on his slender hips which were now about level with her knees. "Well young man. You look like you need a nice shower before turning in". Instinctively he bent forward when she took the bottom of his tee and drew it up over his head and off before placing it on the floor. "But mummy, I am thirteen; I can undress and shower by myself". "Now listen, we are your parents so we will decide what you are capable of. While you are under this roof you will do as you're told! Do you understand?" "Yes mummy". She caressed his bare arms before placing his hands to his sides. Tyler was looking directly down the front of the housecoat as her fingers picked open the button on his jeans and drew the zip down. "Lift your arms up". She instructed him. He displayed a healthy growth of fine dark hair. "Oh my goodness", she tugged the fine tufts. "You are my little boy; we will have to get rid of this hair". "But mummy". He got a slapped thigh. Then, drawing her fingers slowly down his naked torso she took in his slender form. Her fingers lingered on both perfect nipples on his nice developing chest, Before They moved slowly down over the slightly protruding ribs before pulling open the front of his jeans. She inched the tight garment down revealing a pair of small, pale yellow and very worn boxer briefs. When he placed his hands on her shoulders to balance his ample pouch was just inches from her face. Eventually she managed to remove his jeans. The near naked image of the boy was making her flush and had not noticed her housecoat had opened. Not only were her nipples on full display but, she was naked. The jeans joined the boys' tee shirt on the floor. "Goodness me, these look like they have seen better days". As she ran her palm over the thin material of his briefs and then tugged at the waistband and leg openings. When both hands caressed his small, firm buttocks through the thin cotton he heaved a small sigh which Jane picked up on. "I think these need to come off" she said sliding her thumbs into the waistband at his hips. "Oh! No! Mummy please". He made to grab her hands. "Please don't take my underpants off! You will see everything. I am not a little boy anymore! Pleeeease!" Tyler was caught off guard when she yanked him sideways on to her. Six hard, stinging slaps were landed on the back of each of his thighs. "I told you at supper that you will do as you are told! We are your parents and will not tolerate any of your teenage lip or talking back! Do you understand?" This was punctuated with another hard slap to the nearest thigh. "Aaaargh! Yes, yes mummy! I'm sorry". Tears welled in his eyes. She had noticed how thin the material was right in the centre of his briefs at the back. "Now turn around and face away from me". He obeyed and turned away from her. For just a split second he felt her fingers press between his bum cheeks before penetrating the thin material, tearing it like tissue paper and exposing his bare skin. Taking his thin wrist she turned him to face her. She then pulled his arms out to his sides before proceeding to rip the front panels of his briefs open. "There! Those are only fit for the bin now! Now take them off!" Jane was in her element. The sight of this boy stood in front of her in just a pair of torn yellow boxer briefs. She felt so heady that she ignored the fact that her nakedness was exposed. When Tyler pushed the shredded yellow pants down and stepped out of them she picked them up. Her first trophy! Jane drank in the beauty of thirteen year old, naked Tyler. Not a tan line to be seen. Five inches of thick, semi hard, cut boy cock above ample balls crowned with a bush of dark pubic hair. Her eyes locked onto Tyler's as her fingers tugged and toyed with his pubes causing his cock to twitch. "These will have to go as well; no boy of mine is going to have body hair until he is sixteen!" "But mummy! What about school? Other boys and teachers will see I have no body hair" "That is your problem. No doubt some of the boys will find it a turn on, not to mention the purvey teachers who like to watch boys undressing and showering. Use your imagination." "Ready honey!" Steve's voice broke her train of thought. She called back to say they were on their way. Pushing Tyler ahead of her they made their way up to the bathroom. She had been unable to take her eyes off the cute boy ass as she followed. When they arrived Steve was in the bathroom combing his wavy black hair in the mirror. He was naked. His body totally hairless below the neck. His thick, six inches of semi erect cock swayed with each swoop of the comb. It pulsed up to another two inches at the sight of the naked Tyler. "Fuck honey! You got him naked already! Look at that lovely body hair and what a cock for a thirteen year old boy!" Steve was beside himself. He could not resist cupping the boys' balls in his hand and thumbing through his pubes. "Jesus honey he is so hot!" Tyler made no effort to pull back when Steve bent and engulfed his mouth with his. The force of the man's tongue pushing through his own lips caused him to tilt his head back, only making him gag slightly when the tip of the invading tongue played with his tonsils. Feeling Tyler's own tongue respond had the desired effect on the man cock, it was now eight inches and rock hard! "The body hair is going sweetheart! I think we are both going to enjoy shaving it all off for him. I want him all naked! Boys should be completely naked!" Steve's cock slit produced a glob of pre cum at her remark. Tyler's own cock was not far behind. Standing in the shower tray. Steve's body hair trimmers gave off a low hum as he proceeded to denude Tyler's armpits. While he lathered them ready for shaving Jane had taken the small, buzzing machine, encircled the boys cock with her left hand, stretched it out then slowly trimmed his pubes away. She also had the honor of shaving the freshly denuded area. The warm, soapy water cascaded down his slender body. Jane had discarded her housecoat and with sponges in hand they both sponged every part of Tyler's body. Simultaneously Steve pushed the sponge deep into the small ass cheeks, pressing the corner of the sponge right into the loose, boy sphincter. When half the sponge was inside he twisted it like a corkscrew while delighting in seeing the boy go up on his tiptoes. This combined with Jane having his hard cock and balls encased in her sponge, twisted and rubbed it. For several strokes their fingers met between his legs. Tyler screwed his face up in abject sexual agony, he let out a loud gasp when Steve pulled the sponge out of him and proceeded to scrub his little nipples. Finally, after fifteen minutes the sponge assault stopped. He was sprayed totally suds free. His pubes were down the drain and gone forever. Wrapped in soft white towels he was taken to his room where they very slowly dried his naked body. They had him stand naked and with a small towel dry his hair as they admired their handiwork. To their delight the semi erect, naked cock swayed with each scrub of the towel. Jane and Steve remained naked while they tucked Tyler into bed. Jane had put a pair of white boys' bikini briefs on him which, she had ensured were a good two sizes too big for him. They both kissed him on the mouth before drawing the blue sheet up over him. After telling him to leave the side light on he was left to sleep. She had explained her motive for the oversized underpants to Steve during their prior planning of the weekend. She remembered the moment well. He had fucked her like an animal at the time! She knew how to turn her man on. It had been a long day for Tyler. In spite of running events through his mind, the warmth of his own body and smell of the fresh bed linen soon made him fall into a deep sleep. His last thought was "Only $2500 to go". All they had done was give him a few slaps, shave his body hair off, bathe him and put him to bed................................................ 3am Saturday 42 hrs to go Tyler had no idea of the time. It was 3am when he felt his body move from side to side. When he opened his eyes Jane and Steve were sat on his bed either side of him. They wore nothing but smiles. "Just come to have some daddy and mummy fun with our son". Jane brushed his mop of hair from his brow. They had both showered as they had spent the past two hours talking and fucking......talking and fucking. Tyler inched himself up as he came out of his slumber. "Mummy, Daddy. What is it? What do you want?" "We have come to have some sexy time with our son" Steve said as he placed his palm on Tyler's bare chest". "Yes darling, you have such a sexy body we want to play with it. Now just do as we want, we won't mind if you struggle, that will be even more fun". With saying that, Jane tugged the sheet down and uncovered the boys' all but naked body. Steve pinched each boy nipple in turn before running the palm of his hand over the boys' smooth chest and stomach. Steve then turned his attention to the oversized white bikini briefs. Tyler parted his legs when he felt Steve's hand on his inner thigh, squirming a little when a thumb entered the leg of his briefs to graze his soft, hairless balls before pressing into the base of his cock. The fingers began to knead and play with the good sized marbles causing Tyler's cock to stiffen and poke out above the loose waistband. Tyler was fixed on the engorged eight inches of man cock. Kneeling on the bed Jane's hand traced up and down the boys' naked body, from his neck to his now hairless pubic mound. She forced his eyes to close when her saliva coated tongue licked his face. Over his lips and eyelids, cheeks, ears, nose and forehead. She prized his teeth open with her tongue before trying to suck the smaller tongue out of its moist cavity. "Fuck!" Tyler thought to himself. Steve was gone in his own lust. He was now stretching the waistband and leg holes of the small white briefs. His teeth occasionally grazed the six inches of boy cock that he was now feeding on. Tyler could feel the warm saliva that coated his balls. His nipples were now getting the saliva treatment as Jane's mouth kept moving from his face to his nipples and back again. He gasped when she tugged his nipples with her teeth. It hurt but he liked it! Finally! Steve ripped the bikini briefs to shreds and lay on the bedroom floor. Tyler's coltish legs were now bent up either side of his head. Steve had spat on his boy hole and was subconsciously making little circles on the pink bud. The sight between Tyler's legs was of the two adults kissing and tongue bathing the others lips. Strings of warm saliva dripped right onto his boy hole. Jane was working the man cock causing Steve to groan loudly. Without a word of warning Steve moved and knelt up and pulled Tyler's legs down onto his own shoulders. Tyler had experienced it many times but each time he met it with trepidation. Every time he was to be fucked it was different. Rough, fast or slow. He never knew how it would be. Jane just loved the look on the boys face as it screwed up when the head of her husband's cock had entered him. She took advantage of his gasping mouth by covering it with her own so she could appreciate his moans. She felt one tremendous, vibrating moan and knew her husband was fully inside the boy! Jane watched in awe as the boys' hips thrust to match the rhythm of her husband. "Oh fuck! Fuck me daddy! Ooooooh..........Fuck your son hard daddy....pleeeeeeease....ooooooooh....yes.....yes!" "You have been asking for this for a long time son! Mummy has always said I should give you a good fucking! You have been teasing daddy for years with your looks and now you are getting it!......Gnnnnnnnh! What do you think of mummy watching you getting fucked by daddy while you lay there naked and helpless?" look at her face! Don't you feel ashamed? Gnnnnnnnh!" "Yes daddy! I am sorry I have been teasing you. Please fuck me hard as punishment! I deserve it........... ooooooooh!" It became all too much for Jane. She straddled the naked boys' chest. Her juices were flowing. His gasps became muffled when she lowered her pussy lips onto his small mouth. "Lick and suck mummy's pussy son! Oh my sexy little boy. You have made me get all wet watching daddy's big cocks go in and out of your little bum hole. Get your tongue right inside, suck and lick mummy's clit. Ooooooooooh, sooooooo nice. "Oh honey! I'm, I'................m going to come!..oh fuuuuuuuck!Aaaaaagh!" It was like a train crash in Steve's head when he came. He must have pumped at least ten loads of hot cum into the boy before sitting back on his heels and watch the boy hole twitch around his own pulsing, spent cock. Tyler's slender belly pulsed. His mouth was trying to get air while the hot pussy crushed downwards. He had no option but to suck and lap at the flowing juices as they dripped into his trapped mouth before being forced to swallow them. Some ten minutes passed. Not a word was spoken. Tyler was guided up onto his knees. Steve told Tyler to maintain eye contact with him as he tilted his head backward. The thick cock stretched Tyler's lips as it pushed in past his teeth to meet the small but eager swirling tongue. Steve struggled not to cum when he saw Jane open the night stand drawer and remove the thick, black 9" dildo. When it pressed at the boys already moist sphincter he let out a muffled moan. Steve just loved the look in the bright eyes looking at him. Jane was amazed as she pushed the dildo in. The cute boy ass pushed down and engulfed it. She then just simply withdrew its full length before beginning to fuck the boy in earnest. "You little cunt! You teasing little cunt of a son! You deserve to be fucked in all of your holes by mummy and daddy!" The face and dildo fucking continued. Jane now took hold of Tyler's hard cock. She embedded the dildo so it remained stuck inside of him. One hand molested his full balls the other twisted and screwed his cock. She encircled the cock head between finger and thumb before dragging up and down it length, slowly but deliberately to make him squeal with each stroke. When he felt his mouth fill with hot man cum his own cock exploded with rope after rope of pent up boy cum. Jane caught it in her palm and continued to wank him. She was not stopping. "You dirty little boy! You are going to pay for teasing daddy with your mouth" She would continue listening to his painful, lust induced squeals' for a further five minutes. Steve took hold of the exhausted boys chin and pulled his mouth open. "Come look at this honey, ......Ain't that a sight to behold? Did you ever think that you would see your son with a mouthful of his daddies cum?" When his nose was pinched shut, Tyler knew it was time to swallow. Tyler did not get a lot a sleep as he remained hard and naked while he ran the past events through his restless mind. 9am Saturday 36 hrs to go It had been 6am when they had left the boys' room. Now at 9am Tyler came round. He could hear a muffled voice. His head cleared, only then did he realize it was Jane calling him down for breakfast. He recalled the early morning events as he swung his legs out of bed. Realizing he was naked he glanced around the room. He then recalled Jane telling him to come straight down to breakfast as he was, when called. Having slept naked and, being a teenager he had a morning hard on. So, remaining naked he made his way down to the kitchen. The smell of bacon and toast filled his nostrils. Jane stood at the stove. She wore a very short powder blue housecoat with her hair up in a pony tail. Steve sat at the island style breakfast bar. He wore just a pair of black athletic shorts. Seeing him, Jane called Tyler to her. Steve just watched the naked boy with his erect cock swaying as he walked to her. "Now son" She spoke with a calm voice as she brushed his hair back from his face. "I did tell you yesterday to come straight down to breakfast when I called. Did I not?" "Yes mummy but I only just heard you. I must have been in a deep sleep." "Don't be silly!" She began to scold. I have been calling you for a good ten minutes, ask your daddy" he looked towards Steve who just gave him a "You're in the shit" look before sipping his orange juice. "And young boys don't go into deep sleeps. Their bodies are too busy with boy thoughts and sex!" He noticed her eyes look down at his erect cock. "And my goodness! You do smell. Go have a quick shower. I will make you some pancakes and juice, two minutes! Run! They had both been laughing and talking about Tyler's dilemma when he appeared. Looking fresh and smelling better. As he showered he could not get the event of the early morning sex out of his head and had maintained his erection. "That's better; now sit up on that stool next to daddy." "Yes mummy." The stool was very close to Steve in fact it was so close that their legs touched. She placed a glass of orange juice and two pancakes with squirt bottle of syrup in front of him. "You can use your fingers" Steve said with a smile. "We always do fingers with pancakes. Don't we honey?" She just smiled. Jane sat on the stool at the other side of Tyler. The stools were fixed to the floor so Tyler found his legs touching them both. They both watched as he fed himself the syrup coated pancakes, loving the way he licked his fingers and lips. A large drool of honey dripped down his chin. "Come here sport" Steve turned and used a finger to gather up the sticky syrup. Placing a hand on Tyler's bare back he placed the finger to Tyler's lips and fed him the honey. "Their son, just lick it off." "Do you like syrup son?" "Yes daddy but I have finished my pancakes now." Steve squirted some honey on his index finger. He passed the bottle to Jane who did likewise. Then, in unison they coated the boys' nipples. He looked at Jane. He was not aware of Steve coating a finger in syrup until he felt it pressed against his lips. He dutifully licked and sucked the finger clean. Jane proceeded to then lick his nipples. With her head bobbing in front of him he did not see her next action but felt the syrup she had squeezed from the bottle running down his cock and pooling on the stool seat under his balls. Jane slipped her housecoat open before coating her nipples with syrup. She then had Tyler stand between her legs to suck and lick the syrup from them while stopping him briefly to coat his mouth with syrup before feeding it to him with her own tongue. Meanwhile Steve had removed his shorts. Slowly he wanked himself erect with a hand coated in syrup. Turning Tyler by his arm he placed a hand on the boys head and pushed his mouth downwards "come on son lick daddies cock and balls clean, lick all that nice honey up". Jane placed a hand on the back of the bobbing head and pushed it lower with each bob until her husband's cock was fully swallowed. Tyler managed to pull off the thick cock. "Oh daddy....oh that's so nice! Please cum in my mouth so I can show mummy your tasty cum before I swallow it." He pushed his mouth down again, fully swallowing the thick cock. Jane was so turned on by the boys words she knelt down to have her mouth ·Boy Fucked while she licked the dripping syrup from the young cock and balls. After several minutes Man and boy together came noisily. Hearing the moans from above her Jane felt her own juices dripping from between her parted thighs. Steve flopped back exhausted, the last small spurts of cum ran down his cock. When, Jane had managed to stand up. Tyler stood open mouthed for Jane to see all the cum inside it. When it trickled over his bottom lip he poked his cum coated tongue out, swiped it around his lips and swallowed several times. One final lick of his lips cleared the remaining cum. Tears streaked down Tyler's face as he entered the bathroom. He turned to examine himself in the long mirror. His small buttocks were a bright crimson. He had not expected to be put over daddy's knees and receive twenty hard whacks from Jane with mummy's biggest wooden spatula. He would try not to be late for breakfast on Sunday!!! Thankfully for Tyler, he had been allowed to shower alone. Jane and Steve were showering and fucking in their own en-suite. Tyler had been told to be ready at the front door at 12am as they were going to visit Steve's parents. Their new sons'grandparents. But Tyler had time to spare. Tyler lingered in the warm shower. He just let the gentle jet spray down on him as his hands caressed his erect cock and soft, hairless balls. Semi dry and with a soft towel around his slender waist he went to his bedroom. He was feeling really relaxed. The shower had even eased the redness on his buttocks but he could still feel the deep throb of pain in them. His heart skipped a beat when he saw his clothes laid out on the bed. Like one of those crane things in an arcade that lifts and drops small worthless toys his fingers hooked into the straps of the pale blue child's sandals. At eye level he had a look of shear disbelief. "These are for kiddies" he thought to himself. Dropping them onto the bed he picked up a vest. It was baby powder blue with white piping. Holding it by the arm straps he let the body of it fall. "Eh, whaaaat! This, this can't be right". It was cropped! Like a girls top! It was cropped! It joined the sandals. The small, folded denim item he next picked up would leave very little to the imagination. They were the smallest pair of blue denim cut offs he had ever seen. To his horror they were not just cut off, but had been cut on the slant leaving barely two inches of material on each hip and next to nothing where they met at the crotch. The linen pockets had also been removed. Why had he an erection! He felt it pushing at the front of his towel. "What the fuck!" He thought. Why was he getting turned on? "Underwear, underwear! There has to be underwear". He was talking to himself. Nothing in sight, "Oh shit there has to be some". He picked the vest up and discovered a very small plastic bag. Whatever was inside it was white. He poked his fingers into the thin plastic and ripped it open. "Whaaaat!" It was a white cotton pouch. It resembled a small jock strap. It had a two inch wide elastic waistband with only one single elastic tape running from the bottom of the pouch up to the back of the waist. Again he felt his hard cock rub against the towel. When he heard voices outside, and the sound of a car very close. Tyler had been combing his damp mop of hair. He liked the way it swept down and across his brow just above his full matching eyebrows. He had also been admiring his naked and now hairless self in the long, free standing floor mirror. Crossing to the window he saw Steve reverse the car from the garage and park it across the road about two doors down. Two big houses down! He headed back to the house. He wore brown sandals, yellow V neck tee and denim cut offs. They suited him. Directly below the window Jane was half shouting to him across the vast front lawn. Whatever she had said made him look up. Seeing Tyler, he pointed to his watch. 11. 45 Am. The pouch thing slipped up his legs. When it was in place it really made his cock and balls lift and push outwards. What he had not noticed was the plastic fillet inside the material that lifted everything up and out. "No, please! Not a boner now!" When he had the shorts, sandals and cropped vest on he looked at himself in the mirror. The shorts had been designed to be loose around the waist thus; the broad waistband of the underwear was fully visible. With just one minute from another taste of the spatula Tyler was at the front door. "Oh darling! You look so nice! Very sexy, oh just look at those short shorts and little top. Steve, doesn't he look great?" The bulge in his shorts gave his answer. "Honey I am sure our son will meet with his grandpa's approval". Tyler tried his best to look like a nine year old as he walked out and down to the car in full view of those in the street. When Tyler entered the rear of the car they had him sit up on a booster seat that had been placed in the centre seat. With his feet either side of the transmission tunnel his bare thighs and open crotch were visible. The seat belt was uncomfortably cutting into his bare ribs and stomach. The vest was even shorter than he had first thought and was just barely covering his nipples. 12.01pm During the journey thirty minute or so journey Tyler caught them both making furtive glances at him. Steve in the rear view mirror and Jane in her sunshade vanity mirror. Several times Steve had to squirm and adjust his crotch. At just after 12.35am the car drew up at the woodland cottage come cabin. It was a weekend retreat sort of place. Very private. No sooner had the car stopped and there was a somewhat early fifties couple coming out to greet the visitors. She certainly didn't look like a Grandma and the guy was very much the same with regard to a Grandpa. She wore a floral summer dress; the man wore knee length, plaid golfer's shorts with a blue polo. They were both barefoot. The way they greeted Jane and Steve was quite convincing but not totally to Tyler whom they had left in the car. The noise of excited adult voices broke Tyler's silent world when Steve opened the car door. "C'mon son, come on out and meet your grandparents". Tyler was sure the older guy looked for some support when he saw him. The way Tyler was dressed it was a wonder he never had a coronary! "Well, look who we have here. Come here son and give your grandpa a hug". Having a total stranger purporting to be your grandpa kissing you with tongue and running his hands over every available inch of your bare flesh was not totally convincing. Tyler confirmed to himself. It was a set up. What self respecting grandpa would not only French kiss his 13 year old grandson and pinch his nipples at the same time. His so called grandma just gave him a peck on the cheek and said how nice he looked in his little shorts. Inside the sparsely furnished cabin the adults sat making small talk. Grandma made pots of coffee. Tyler sat on a low step stool with lemonade. His feet on the rungs with legs apart as surreptitiously directed by Jane. The older guy kept loosing the conversation as his eyes were drawn to Tyler's parted legs and bare midriff. The guy looked fit and sturdy. No paunch. A good head of swept back grey hair, ruddy complexion, grey goatee beard. For around half an hour the adults made small talk with Steve referring to the guy as Dad and the woman as Mum. The women had gone to the kitchen. Then grandma? Spoke. "Charles! Why don't you and the boys go down the woodshed while we get a meal on the go? Take as long as you like, we have a lot of catching up to do and you boys will no doubt find something to keep you occupied down there". "What the fuck!" Tyler thought". He had paid many a visit to woodsheds and it had nothing to do with chopping wood! It was about 500 yards to the woodshed. Down a dry shady track. From the house to the shed Tyler found himself walking ahead of the two men. The only sound was their footsteps and their heavy breathing. The sight of the scantily clad boy they were following and anticipation of getting into the woodshed being the cause. The large padlock was at eye level with Tyler. Built into the right hand door was a smaller door to save having to open the double doors. Charles opened the Yale lock and the door creaked open. Once inside, the little sunlight there was, streaked through the slated wall panel's. It appeared to Tyler that it was exactly what it was designed to be; A woodshed. A circular saw bench sat at the far end above a pile of sawdust. The floor was strewn with wood shavings. One wall was adorned with saws of all lengths and tooth sizes. A couple of lengths of chain hung from a beam, swinging gently and silently. Some various size leather belts were draped over the hooks at their ends What caught Tyler's eye were two saw horses. One was average size, constructed of rough, unplanned timber. The other however, was a much more sturdy affair. It certainly looked like it had never seen a saw in its life. The 3ft long bar was wider than usual, more of a plank at around 10 inches. The four legs angled out with cross bearers set at halfway to add strength. Each leg had been set inside a square steel sleeve with a run of holes drilled to accommodate a steel pin for height adjustment. The whole thing had been stained in a light wood stain before several coats of clear varnish had been applied. Someone had taken great care with its construction. "Nice. Ain't she boy?" Charles raspy voice disturbed his thought. "Just finished her yesterday. Took seven coats of varnish. She's a beauty." He said proudly running his fingers along the length of the flat bar. He looked at Tyler "You know what it's used for son? And don't be a smartass and say for cutting wood." "Yes sir! I guess." "Well why don't you climb on up there and show your daddy and me just how much you know?" The men could see just how revealing the boys' miniscule clothing was as he moved onto the bar, stretching along its length before placing his arms down the front legs and curling his sandaled feet around the rear pair. The two men just looked at the boys' prone body and drooled. Steve spoke for the first time. "Just hold it there son." Short buzzes and flashes told Tyler they were using camera phones. Their feet shuffled around in the wood shavings as they explored the best angles. Steve reminded Charles to only take partial facial shots of the boy. That was in the main contract. They lifted the crop top up to bare his shoulder blades. Then took at least 10 shots each from the rear to capture His cute bum cheeks then between his spread legs. The narrow strip of denim that ran front to rear between his legs was pulled back by Charles to reveal just a glimpse of the boys' ball sack and the white pouch that tried to encase it. Finally some side shots of his slender body. They had him raise his chest a little to get some nipple shots. As they moved around, Tyler could not avoid seeing the two large erections. The photography session ended. Tyler was then instructed to get off the horse. Even before his feet were on the floor the two men were stripping off their clothes. He had already seen Steve's attributes. Charles was hairy from the rear. When he turned around Tyler's eyes focused straight onto Charles' 9" uncut erection that was already producing pre cum. A good pair of hairless balls nestled below it. Charles and Steve took their time stripping Tyler. His little top was first to go. Steve got the sandals while Charles delighted in running his palms up and down the smooth thighs and then, without undoing them, coaxed the shorts down and off. Charles knelt in front of Tyler In just the little white pouch. Tyler didn't pull away when the bearded mouth engulfed his and he was drawn into the man's hairy chest. Charles broke the kiss and cupped the white pouch with his right hand while the other cupped the boys' small arse before slipping a finger in to tease the hidden sphincter. Steve crunched the boys' mop of hair in his fingers. Tyler needed no instruction; he just opened his mouth and took the proffered erect cock in until it touched the back of his throat. Simultaneously the small garment was yanked off as a large index finger pushed in and upwards to invade his insides. As the cock pistoned in and out of his mouth the finger fucked his arse with the same rhythm. No words were spoken. Somehow and without them stopping, Tyler was lifted up on the horse. Head up, chest down. Cock still in mouth and finger continuing to fuck his small arse. Drool dripped from the boys chin and Steve's cock when he pulled out. When the finger was withdrawn, Tyler felt cool air enter his hole. There was a rattle and clanking sound. Tyler's limbs were being fastened to the legs of the horse. His lower legs were bent back. A broad strap was fastened around the thighs and lower legs pinning him spread open with his cock and balls hanging free with his pubis pushed into the end of the horse. His arms were bent at the elbows. His fingers curled around each leg then secured at the wrists with rope. Finally, a broad leather belt with three buckle fastenings was passed around his slender waist to immobilize his lower body. Tyler found his position comfortable. His only discomfort was the base of his own hard cock pressing into the end of the horse. His head was about 8 inches from the end of the horse so at least he could rest the sides of his face on the polished surface. Tyler was just thinking of the $2300 he would get at the end of the weekend when he felt his chest being lifted upwards. He let out a few curses and Oooooohs and Aaaarghs! Both nipples were being pinched. "Thought you had fallen asleep on us boy!" It was Charles' raspy voice. "Aaaaah! No sir! I was Aaaargh! Just thinking sir! ooooooooh" His head suddenly tilted back and he saw the hairy legs straddle the horse. "Too low son" Charles backed off. The horse inclined and the pins locked the extended legs in a higher position. A sharp jolt and he felt the rear lift him up. Almost at the same time, Charles straddled the horse and inched the tip of his stiff cock towards Tyler's face and Steve pressed a spit coated finger at his boy hole. Strapped down and helpless both men started to insert themselves into his body. Charles held the boys head at each side telling him to look up at him with his deep hazel eyes. His initial gagging distracted him from the fact that Steve had actually pushed his 8 inches halfway into him and slowly started a rhythm. For ten minutes the men very slowly spit roasted Tyler. Charles massaged the boys' mop of hair and playfully pinched his nose to feel his cock sucked deeper when he gulped for air. Steve was almost all the way in. Tyler would let out a muffled scream each time his hard cock was scrunched up with his balls by Steve's ever adventurous hands. That was when he was not slapping and massaging the two cute boy buns. Anther five minutes passed and Tyler was almost cooing under the continued ministrations of the men. Suddenly, Steve with his eyes closed and a grimace on his face increased his pace. He withdrew almost fully with each stroke before pushing deeply back into him. Each thrust was causing the base of Tyler's cock to crush against the edge of the horse making him even harder and Steve's fondling more sensitive. Unable to vocalize all Tyler could do was talk in his own head. "Fuuuck!.......Oh....Fuuuck! Oh...Oh!" He repeated over and over again as he felt the two man cocks move inside him. Charles also had his eyes closed enjoying the feeling of the boys velvety throat and lips as he slid in and out of the warm, moist mouth. Tyler loved the feeling of the large hands massaging his hair before sweeping away the long fringe so that Charles could look down into his wide, watery eyes. Charles let out a loud groan as he slowly withdrew his saliva coated cock. "Keep that mouth open boy and get that tongue out! Here comes grandpa's milk!" Rope after rope of thick, warm cum sprayed the small boy face. His eyes, nose and lips dripped with the white liquid. With his hand around his cock, Charles forced more and more thick cum out and onto the boys waiting tongue. "That's it son! Lick grandpa's nice cock; get that juice down your tight little throat. Get those sweet lips around the slit and suck! Take it all." When he eventually came down from his high Charles used his cockhead to paint the boys face with cum. The sight was all too much for Steve. "You want some lube Pa?" Steve pulled out of Tyler. The first shots of thick cum landed on the back of the boys head. The rest, Steve guided between the pert bum cheeks before wiping the last few deposits all over them with his cock. After 20 minutes of nonstop face and arse fucking, Tyler lay limp and breathing heavily. His limbs flopped earthwards as the straps and rope holding them were undone. No sooner had the thick strap around his waist been removed than he was turned onto his back. Tyler lay looking up at the roof of the woodshed. Strings of cum on his eyes blurred his vision. He displayed the same effect when his lips parted. He then simply pushed his tongue out and swept away the little white strings from his lips. Charles straddled the horse in front of Tyler. Steve took up his position behind him. Charles then sat on the horse, lifted the boys' legs up and draped his feet over each shoulder. Looking down he could see the boys own glistening 5 inch erection and full ball sack. "Looks like you need to cum son". He said taking the hard boy cock in his fingers. A short squeeze produced a long rope of clear pre cum to drip from the slit. "Maybe in while! If, you're good for us." "Oh yes sir! Please! I need to cum. I don't know if I can hold out!" Tyler felt Steve sit on the horse behind him and prop him up with his chest. He felt the hard cock digging into his tail bone as Steve reached around him and played with his little nipples, continually pulling and pinching them as he kissed the nape of the boys' neck. Tyler looked down and watched as Charles's cock vanished under his small balls. He let out a loud gasp as the tip pushed into his boy hole. "Ooooooh grandpa! You are a lot thicker than Daddy! OooooooooooH Fuuuck! My boy hole is only small, I am only thirteen! Arrrrrrgh! Steve allowed the boy to drop down flat on his back. "Ooooooooh! Daddy! Nooooooooo! Pleeeease!" Tyler knew he was in for a throat fucking when his head dropped over the edge of the horse. Looking upside down he looked back to see Steve's hanging balls and hard cock. A thumb pushed his chin forward to open his mouth. "Oh man! Just look at that lovely moist mouth and tongue. Daddy can't wait to get his cock down your throat son!" As the cock entered his mouth Tyler controlled his breathing before the gag reflex kicked in. He could feel Steve taking it slow. Lying on your back with your head tilted back and neck stretched ready to be fed cock was a whole lot different than your average blow job. Tyler gagged briefly when the cock head hit the back of his throat. His body bucked when Charles pushed in the last two inches of his thick cock before taking the boys stiff five inches and start to wank it. How he kept it together with a cock up his arse, a cock down his throat while he was being masturbated he had no idea. Fifteen long minutes had passed when his muffled gasps, bucking hips and the feel of warm fluid landing on his stomach indicated that he had cum like he had not cum in a long time. Charles did not stop wanking him which made him buck around all the more, increasing his and Steve's own pleasure. The cock was now well and truly down the boys' throat with Steve's balls gently bouncing off his upturned nose. "Fuck Pa! Look at that! You can see my cock going in and out of his throat. Feel it son! Put your fingers on your throat and feel daddies cock inside it!" Tyler's fingers played along his own throat and felt the rigged cock moving backwards and forwards. He would have been even more mesmerized if he could have seen it for himself. The long slow process of spit roasting the boy for the second time lasted another fifteen minutes. Both men then reached orgasm at the same time. Charles did not withdraw but pumped his load up inside the boy for a good two minutes. Steve's own cock could be seen throbbing as it spewed its load deep into the boys' throat while his balls pressed against the small upturned nose. In turn, causing him to gulp for air and draw the spewing cock head down even deeper. Charles withdrew his now, not so rigged cock from Tyler's boy hole then using it like a rubber club began to slap the smaller, boy cock and balls with it causing their slick cum to mix together. Slowly and with Steve grimacing his cock began to deflate as he drew it from down the boys throat. Tyler gulped a few quick breaths of air before his chest heaved and expelled it. While he was still gasping Charles had moved alongside his head. "There you go son, get grandpas cock nice and clean for him. Lick that boy and man juice all the way down to join daddies." His small tongue licked and lapped at the thick but soft man cock as it was drawn from tip to base across his small lips. Charles then proceeded to wipe the remainder on the boys' chest and nipple. Cum and saliva dripped from Steve's own cock straight down onto the still upturned face. The juices dripped in long slimy threads which Steve guided to run into the boys small nostrils. "You did real good son!" Both men said, almost in unison as they lifted him to sit straddling the horse. His slender body glistened with a mixture of sweat, cum and saliva. Gravity caused the cum fed into his nostrils to drip down over his lips which he wiped away with back of his hand. Tyler sat naked astride the horse while both men dressed. He could feel the cum pooling around his butt cheeks as it dripped from his hole. Charles tossed him his small shorts which he slipped on before his sandals. Without the pouch to wear it was hard to contain his cock and balls inside the shorts. Charles took the crop top and wiped away the puddles of fluid from the horse before depositing it and the torn pouch in the corner of the shed. After stepping outside, Steve pushed the small door shut and locked it. Tyler walked ahead. He heard Charles comment how downwind he smelt like a dozen used condoms. "Need to get yourself scrubbed up before we eat son. The ladies are not going to let you eat looking like that. There's an enema bag in the bathroom. You know how to use one of them things boy?" "Yes sir! Not a problem." The air in the cabin had chilled. Removing their footwear they entered the cabin to be greeted by the warmth coming from the glowing wood burner. The food smelled good to. The men flopped down onto a sofa opposite the two women in arm chairs. Jane beckoned Tyler to her. "My goodness boy! Just look at you. Have those men had you playing with wood?" The looks on the faces of the men was priceless. "Yes Mummy! I like playing in the woodshed." She had the shorts unfastened and him stepping out of them in no time. "Go get showered. I have some fresh clothes in the car for you. You can dress after we have eaten. You can wear the towel until then." A sharp slap on his behind sent him off to the shower. The men freshened up in the back cloakroom while the woman laid up for the meal. Fifteen minutes later. Fresh from his Shower and enema Tyler returned. All he wore was the one, now damp towel that he had been left in the bathroom. Both men looked at each other with a "He looks so fucking hot!" expression. Grandma spoke. "You men get up off your lazy backsides and give Jane a hand to bring the food in! I'll get this boy sorted out." Before Tyler knew what hit him he was stood in front of the wood burner, his towel was pulled off and she was vigorously drying his mop of brown hair. Six pairs of eager eyes watched as his semi erect cock and balls swayed around and, that boy arse, that cute little arse that had just recently been serviced by two large cocks. The one that Jane would just love to put over her knees and give a good hard spanking. From a bag lying on the sofa grandma took a pair of boys white briefs. They were somewhere between a Haines and bikini which she offered for him to put his feet in before nestling them up around his slender hips. "You can finish dressing after we have eaten". "Yes grandma." While sitting on a bench between the two men at the old pine dining table. Tyler was enjoying the last course of apple pie and cream. During the adults conversation hands were stroking his bare back and his thighs under the table. At one time both men had slipped a hand down inside the back of waistband of his underwear where their fingers caressed and kneaded a small buttock each. Grandma asked him if something was wrong when he let out a loud sigh. He confirmed he was ok. He just didn't want to tell her that grandpa's hand was inside the front of his underwear playing with the head of his throbbing cock. Two hours on. The molesting and talking continued. The men were smoking little thin cigars and drinking brandy. The woman had cleaned up and sat talking. During the conversation Tyler learned that tomorrow (Sunday). He, Jane and Steve were going to church at 11am followed by lunch at ·Mariano's · Italian restaurant at 1.30pm before visiting Paul, an old pal, an ex Gunnery Sergeant with two son's he was bringing up by himself as his wife had left him. Tyler still had an erection when he left the table. It had not gone unnoticed by the four adults neither had the wet patch at the front of his white underwear. He had finished dressing in the other items in the bag. The broad waistband of the small white gym shorts dug into his skin. The pale pink Tee shirt was at least long enough to come down just to above the shorts. The blue sandals did not exactly match with the pink.