All the usual disclaimers apply... if you shouldn't or aren't allowed by law to be reading this type of erotica, then please leave. If you can't tell fantasy from reality and act accordingly...then please leave. My stories are in no way meant to encourage, advocate, or otherwise solicit the abuse or molestation of children or for that matter to encourage, advocate, or solicit any illegal behavior. Is that clear enough? Lemme try it this way..DON'T FUCK LITTLE KIDS....dream about it...but don't do it. Thanks as always for the emails of support and encouragement.
It's been three years since I last posted on Nifty and over 15 years since I uploaded my first story. I've written primarily under two names and I'd be happy to point you towards my previous work if you want to read it. Please feel free to email me if you want to chat about our shared interests...the hotter the better! Emails to: mountainblvr@hushmail.com .
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~The Mountain Boylover
Hunting Season- Part 1
What I Am is of Way More Importance Than Who I Am
I first noticed my predilection for young boys when I was just a young lad myself. I remember as early as 6 years old designing and setting up elaborate schemes to get my friends naked or at least get them in positions where they were forced to see my nakedness. Whether they were thrilled or disgusted I simply did not care; the only thing important to me was that I was on display. As the years progressed nudity turned into sex play and bartering for physical attention. I remember once, when I was 9, making a deal with Tommy Caldwell down the street that I would give him my extra Luke Skywalker figure if he let me stick my young prick in his plump ass. Tommy reluctantly agreed but agreed nonetheless and I learned very quickly that every boy had his price. For some it was little or nothing since they themselves eagerly craved the touches and sucking and eventually fucking that I did; for others the price was heavy as they were either repulsed based on religious indoctrination or deeply intimidated by their own physical and sexual insecurities. Whatever the case it was rare that I couldn't get a boy to do or let be done what I wanted. It never got any harder as I grew older either. In fact, when I was a teenager it was easier than ever to satisfy my needs. The youngest boys admired me as the teen god and the tweens were always looking for my help in coaxing that illusive "gooey stuff" out of their stubborn members.
As I transitioned into adulthood my activities continued in earnest however the playing field had forever been altered by my new lack of access to the young boys I so craved. From ages 18 to 23 I found that being a "camp counselor" offered me the best opportunities to discover new flesh to lust after and consume. As I got older, and the ability to frolic over long summers at far away camps became more and more difficult then finally impossible. I set my sights on a more local, although time constricted, game preserve. Yes, I make hunting analogies because that is exactly what it is and why I am so successful at it where others fail miserably and wind up pounding big rocks into little ones at a state or federally run institution. It is a sport, a most skilled game, a hunt; and I am a die-hard hunter. From April to August each year I focus my sights and considerable skills on a most fertile playground...the Water Park. That's right... I spend 5 months out of the year on a most often daily hunt for young flesh; and I rarely ever go home with a fresh mouth, ass, or cock.
The Hunter
The hunt is not all that "difficult" per se but it is precise. You have to know what you're doing and be able to put out the right bait and know when to strike. There are some very simple first step rules to keep in mind if you want a successful hunt. First, get and keep your body in shape. I'm not talking about having a super hero build but it sure doesn't hurt. Boys are attracted to manliness and a big flabby gut and ass do not entice young eyes. ...they repulse them. So if you're on the flabby side...do some work before you go out on safari. A hairy chest and stomach are guaranteed to spike the curiosity of a little one as well as they can't resist a stare and hopefully a pet of a beastly torso. That said, no one likes a big wool carpet walking around so keep your fur nicely trimmed and looking sexy; if your specific ethnic culture has taught you that having wiry pubes crawling out and curling over your collar or piercing through your speedo is attractive...you've been woefully misinformed.
A nice thick cock is also a very important asset to have although believe it or not, too much becomes a quick turn off for most boys. A nice plump hanger is one thing... but a stiff and throbbing cock at first glance looks like something out of a horror movie to an otherwise curious and willing 7 yr old. If you're cut, you're set already but if you aren't then you need to be aware that cut boys will think you look weird and won't want to have anything to do with you. If you can, slide the skin back and expose that healthy man glans... cut boys won't know the difference and uncut ones will be envious that you have such a nice visible head (if they can't get theirs out yet).
I cannot stress good hygiene enough. Boys have very good sense of smell and taste and nothing can shutdown a potential hunt more than having a smelly cock, pits, or ass. Take the time to manscape your body paying close attention to your crotch. DO NOT SHAVE YOURSELF BALD. Remember, boys are fascinated with hair and how their own bodies will some day evolve. One of the "coolest" things about being with a man is getting to experience all of that so don't rob them of the exploration. Also, watch your level of precum...I know that you're excited but looking like a drooling snake could scare off potential prey. Eat plenty of pineapple as it does wonders for tipping the sweet/salty ratio of your spunk in favor of the former and all kids love candy! I would also highly recommend a nice vanilla body rub; it's calming aromatically and hides hard to extinguish manly odor.
The most important attribute of a successful hunter is confidence. This is definitely harder than it seems. Too little confidence and you will reek of anxiety and young ones can pick up on fear a mile away as at their age they grapple with fear a lot and if you aren't sure of what's happening...they feel even worse. Too much confidence becomes overbearing and scary and in the blink of an eye and perhaps without intending to, you become a "stranger danger" molester really fucking expeditiously. Balanced confidence, simply put, is knowing that you're in control without needing to control; that you are safe and stable and nonthreatening while still commanding respect and authority. Boys may rebel against it...but deep down they recognize authority as an aphrodisiac.
So what happens if you don't or can't fit the description I've just provided? Well relax, all is not lost but you will have to come to terms with your limitations and be willing to work within them. For instance, you have a small cock... no worries but you will have to understand that you will need to be ok with a role shift; and a submissive one at that. Your luck with the 4-6 range may not change but the 8-10's will most assuredly be out. Surprisingly you may encounter an actual boost in the 11 to 13 yr old range. Believe it or not you can play the small member to your advantage. Say your sporting between 2-3 inches soft and as a result only 4-5 hard...well, most likely SO ARE THEY. Your luck improves if they are actually bigger than you. Yes, you will have to accept a little bit of an ego shot but it can be a good thing. He may joke something like "hey man my dick's bigger than yours and your grown!". Your response is key here, play the submissive role and say "I know right...it's pathetic, I wish I could have one as big as yours". Now watch as his both his ego and his young, tasty prick start to inflate. Then take your shot. You will have to come to terms with the fact that you may often be exclusively the giver in the encounter as you have nothing to offer cock wise BUT you may also become the willing receiver as nothing boosts a 12 or 13 yr old's ego like ass fucking a grown man. Don't knock it til ya try it I say...and I love feeling a nice little prick in my hole...it's just the right fit and they rabbit fuck you like no one else can. These tips apply to the fatties out there as well.
The Hunted
How you identify and determine your hunting style depends primarily on the game you seek...
3 and Under- STOP... that's a protected group...don't be an asshole.
4-7- This is a group special to my heart and one that is a rewarding hunt as they tend to be the most "fun". Specific to this game is their unbridled energy and passion for adventure. It's their greatest asset considering their tiny pricks and small holes so it goes without saying that a good hunter will not do any damage to them. Forget about "ramming your big cock" up their tiny holes...again, don't be an asshole. Despite what you have read, it won't happen and you'll only succeed in ripping his precious little body and ruining him for future hunts. The most you're going to safely get out of hunting in this class is mutual masturbation, possible oral sex and typically lots of kissing. This age group is still in a state of dependency on grown ups and therefore your hunting style will play on this by taking on a teaching, parenting, or authoritative tone. Remember also that their bodies are young and somewhat delicate so ease it back a bit on the physical intensity. Their pricks are small and the skin very soft and easily damaged so proceed with care. Leaving marks in areas that really shouldn't have them can not only lead to a busted hunt but also undue emotional and physical pain for the boy and that should be furthest from your mind.
A tip: this is not the cleanliest age group so be prepared to deal with ample dick cheese if they aren't cut and 9x out of 10 you need to be prepared for a dirty backdoor. Either situation...wet wipes are your friend. Unless of course you like a dirty cock or ass, and I know a lot of you might so I say go for it then. Me, I'm a clean freak so I'm always prepared to clean my catch before the feast.
8-10- Another truly exciting group, they have much of the same energy and adventuristic spirit of the previous class however these younglings are more independent so being too controlling will backfire most assuredly. Instead, engage their still awakening sexual animal. This group is heavy into subconscious mimicry, so once you've gotten their attention through a healthy dose of mutual exhibitionism, crank it up a notch by putting on a show. Watch as they copy your stroking and wait for their cue that they are ready to take the game to a new level and a more private place. Once there you will be sure to see a quick escalation as they won't be able to stop themselves...show `em how to stroke you and they won't let go...demonstrate on them how to suck a cock and they will devour you whole. While they are bigger, this is still an age group that should rarely if ever exposed to a man's cock in their tight butts. Most will shriek and pull away dramatically when you attempt to penetrate with a mere digit. However, I have encountered many a 10 yr old whose ass opened up like a warm glove to my large meat. Just test the waters slowly.
A tip: unlike their younger counterparts, these boys have lost some of their youthful inhibition and tend to be more aware of their bodies and social stigmas about them. Be prepared to ensure that the hunt, feast, and release are secure and guilt free. A successful hunt will almost always result in a return match down the road. Also, this is a good group to hunt in pairs, meaning that two prey are better than one to increase the sense of safety, play on the "who's chicken" ego angle and to promote a naughty secret they can share.
11-13- Welcome to the Art of War. This group has been into their own budding sexuality enough to know the game and be ready to negotiate. Don't baby this group or beat around the bush...if they take the initial bait...the game is on without the need to hint around or dance. Let `em know that you're the hunter and that they are the prey and watch as they give themselves over to you. Don't be afraid to sweeten the pot to get the initial negotiation going. Whether it's cigs, weed, or a little money...these prey are savvy and they came to play. Trust me...you haven't lived until you've had your cock buried in a 12 year old's ass while they are high. What? Is that inappropriate? You shouldn't get kids high? Oh....but it's ok to fuck them? I thought you'd see it my way.
A Tip: this group loves to talk and to brag so be cautious when releasing that you have established the ground rules of the hunt. I find that some compromising pics taken with a stashed cell or cam provides ample insurance against loose lips.
The Hunt
Hunting is an art form as well as a sport and should only be viewed as such. Prowess and technique will only get you so far. A personal sense of style is the key to a successful outing. Knowing your prey is half the hunt while the other is adopting the skin of who THEY need you to be. Most would use the old cliché of going after the boy with the single mother, or the disenfranchised looking youngster...but while those boys are seemingly good targets, I prefer the boy playing in the water with his father. Why? Well for starters he's already in the mindset of having a man touch and be close to him. Secondly, most of the time you can find the father son pair where the kid is trying desperately to be like the other sons he sees around him while the man I like to call the "Bitch Dad" is shying away from "rough" play and is embroiled with rule following and fear of onlooker judgment. This is the target pair.
So how would I handle this pair? Well for starters I would locate any other family members and size them up. Mom is most likely paying attention to the baby or lost in her escape smut novel and could give a shit about her husband/boyfriend and her older son. Next, I wait for the father to start showing signs that he's tired of "playing" by his obvious body language and I start my attack. I get up close and wait for the Dad to give that one last limp wristed attempt at "throwing" his little boy in the air or away from him and I quickly get in place to take the hit. After the boy crashes into me I don't immediately go for the grab or contact but rather give it a second for the father to start his apologizing and ranting at his son. I then scoop the little imp up in my big muscular arms and combine "oh it's no problem dude! Boys will be boys right tiger?" with tickles and a little wrestling. Overjoyed with someone actually playing rough with him the boy flies into hysterics of joy and returns the tousle. The bitch dad is too afraid to protest my man handling of his son because after all...I'm a real fucking man and not a lil bitch. I chuck the lil shit in the air and catch him, drag him through the water all while he screams in delight. His father shouts out a couple of weak "ok son let's leave the nice man alone, I'm sure he doesn't want to be bothered by a little boy". This is the moment to take the first shot and respond with "not a problem at all... but you should listen to your father lil bud since I don't want you beating me up!" laughter ensues. This is the precise time for a targeted nod to a 12yr old plant of mine in the distance who then proceeds to trip and fall over the mother spilling his cherry slushie all over her. She screams in rage over the incident and my plant takes off running calling her a bitch for not even asking how he feels having fallen. The mother screams for the father to come watch the baby while she goes to clean up and change into her spare bikini that's out in the car. Father tells his son to "come on" with him and the boy immediately protests. Dad admonishes his son that he can't be in the water alone and that they will need to wait to go back in until Mom comes back. The little boy reaches a fever pitch as he complains "that will take for ever...you know how long mom takes to get change". He then rebuts his father's next order reminding him that I am in the water and then volunteers me to be his babysitter. The father balks at first but inevitably the baby starts fussing and his attention is drawn. He looks at me in full lil bitch dad fashion and I let him know in my strong man voice that its not a problem and that I don't mind. The father looks like he's been rescued. I return his thank you with a smile and a nod both of which hiding what I truly am thinking...no, thank you bitch dad...cuz in about 30 minutes your sweet little boy is going to be drenched in my cum and lapping up every bit of it!
So here I am, alone with my 9 yr old prey in the kill zone. We get back to our wrestling and splashing and all the while I am keeping an eye out for the dad and the mom. Throw after throw I make no attempt to hide that I am now grabbing and holding his tiny cocklette each time I pick him up. He knows what I'm doing and that I am taking liberties with his body but he also knows that if he leaves me for my actions, he has to get out of the water all together...and he also knows that if he says "that man touched my penis" that the scandal will undoubtedly end the whole water park trip. Nope...in for a penny, in for a pound as they say and now we're no longer throwing and being thrown but rather wrestling in the water. I have his hard boy nail in my hunter's grip and my calculated movements ensure that he loves the arousal. He gets my meaning as I tell him to keep moving above water like we're still just playing. I loosen his suit and quickly slip my hand inside. His prick is hot even in the cool water and he's begun bucking a little to my ministrations showing me that he's ready for the next step. I tell him I want to show him more good feelings and that if he's not scared to tell his father he has to go #2. His father says he can't leave right now and gives me a begging look. "Don't worry, I've got nephews his age...I'm used to it". His father immediately returns his attention to his infant and we're off. The little tyke bounces along the sand beach area until we reach the cabana style bathrooms. They are a little out of the way but I take us there because they have a few family changing rooms so we can have our privacy.
Once inside I drop the lite act and move in for the kill shot. I hoist him up onto the oversized changing table and quickly rid him of his suit. He's cold so I scoop him up into a bear hug, which both warms him and makes him coo. Sufficiently warmed I lay him down. Boys at that age haven't lost their early childhood conditioning and when laid down in the presence of an adult they immediately spread their legs and raise their knees to their bellies waiting to be cleaned. My first sight of his luscious hole is breath taking. It's a tight pink pucker that closely resembles a young pussy as it is diamond shaped in his crack in this position. He's clean because I rubbed him nicely in the water. I bend over and kiss his entrance ever so lightly listening for the sharp inhale and then lusty exhale letting me know he's ready. I know that we're short on time and I have to hurry this along so I dive right in and eat his hole for all it's worth. After a thorough but quick tongue fucking I move upward where his tiny 3 inches beat in time with his heart. The look in his eyes is a mixture of fear, pleasure and a hint of shock, as he has no clue where this is going next. I kiss his tiny sac loving the speed bump quality of its tightly pulled skin. Since time is of the essence I engulf his little prick and balls in one fluid motion. Normally I would like to have spent a fair amount of time teasing his cockhead and butterfly kissing his little shaft but it wasn't in the cards today. I cup both his perky globes in my hands and use them to piston his cock into my mouth.
He's not a groaner or moaner like I love but this is fine. At his age there's no trace of precum so all I can taste is his sweet flesh and a hint of chlorine. He's delightful. His body shakes and stirs, unable to cum he just rides the wave higher and higher. I know from experience that prolonged pleasuring can very quickly lead to frustration for a boy who can't cum yet so when I notice his writhing to be at a peak I pull off his cock and quickly stand up, shoving my shorts down. I've been oozing like a slug, my cock is covered in my precum. I tell him to scoot closer to the edge of the table and he complies. No time for exploration this hunt so I just rub my cock over his smearing my juices around his crotch and crack. When he's lubed up I lay my cock on top of his still rigid member and shut his legs creating a vice like grip. I pump and pump with each thrust increasing the pressure of my cock on his package and belly. I'm a thich 8 inches so my cock covers his own and up his belly. His skin is so soft and warm. He lets out an "uunhh" as I plow and I can tell the weight is getting to him. I've had my fill of this so I stop and pick him up off of the table setting him down on the floor with an instruction to remain on his hands and knees. In a flash I'm behind him with my aching cock jammed between his legs. I tell him to hold his legs together and I resume grinding on him. My hands grab his waste, then his shoulders, then back to rest on his plump ass. He's giving in to his most primal urges and begins to hump back into me. My cock rubs his little tool with every stroke and he clearly wants more. We do this for another minute or so until I instruct him to roll over onto his back and take hold of my meat. He does, first wrapping one and then two hands around my throbbing meat. To my surprise no further directions are required as he begins to pump my cock. I offer him my finger and he gently sucks it in his mouth. That's a good boy. I look at my cock and then to him. I repeat the motion only this time I use my thumb to simulate my cock going in and out of his mouth. He offers no resistance as I move to straddle his chest and place the head of my member at his lips. No time for pleasantries as I push it inside his mouth. He sucks but uses a lot of teeth. It's not his fault, he's a beginner and his mouth is really too small for what's invading it. I can no longer hold off. Knowing, as I do, that little boys cannot handle a man's load and at that age the act of gagging him would ruin the hunt, I pull out and spray my hot seed all over his face and chest.
Both our panting subsided I gather him up, clean him off, and we head back out into the sunlight. All in all the encounter took 15 minutes. I look down at his face as we walk hand in hand through the small water trails and the sandy beach back to his parent's area. I wonder which expression he'll give. There are only 3 looks a boy that age has on his face after a hunt and they let you know exactly how to handle the release phase. 1) The look of terror accompanied by tears which means time for damage control and plan B which really just means buy an ice cream cone, remind him that he's going to be just fine and that this is a secret, then get the fuck outta there. 2) The look of "what just happened" which is actually pretty neutral, and 3) the look only a boy whose cock and balls had been thoroughly feasted upon which is the look of "fuck yeah...when do I get more?". At first glance down to my latest kill I thought I detected a #2 but when I asked "how ya doin' lil buddy" he looked up at me with an ear to ear grin and said "that was really awesome man". Another successful hunt.
More to come... the chapters to follow will detail specific hunts and a wide assortment of boys...stay tuned.
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