Date: Sun, 5 Jan 2020 18:34:08 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Lil Peepers

This story has been floating around in my head for a couple of years
now. I've started it 2 or 3 times then discarded it for a variety of
reasons. I really only think about it when I'm working in my yard naked or
otherwise and wondering what it would be like if there were kids hiding in
the woods that border the back part of my property. So, here it is. I doubt
there will be more but who knows. Regardless, N-joi.

Hugs,
Tag_m

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I had known that someone was there the first day that they showed up and I
knew it for a couple of reasons.

One, my older brother and I had roamed every inch of the 400 acres of woods
that bordered the back and one side of our property, often times naked as
the day we were born. We had grown up there, moving to the property when I
was 3 and Ralph was 8. My father had gotten permission from the Rasmussen's
for us to play in the woods provided we didn't destroy things, we didn't
litter and we didn't start fires. We could camp there if we wanted but no
fires, no permanent changes. Mr. Rasmussen would do a walk around check
every so often and never did he complain to my father about our behavior.

The second reason I knew they were there was because my brother had built
the peeping hide that they were in for me when I was 9 years old. It wasn't
much, just bushes and strategically placed dead brush and the like. He
built it so that I could watch quietly when he and his friends were fucking
girls or each other on our back lawn, not 15 feet away from the hide.

I adored my brother and he adored me. Ralph taught me all kinds of things
that our father never had much chance to do, his having died when I was 7
and Ralph 12. So Ralphie taught me how to pitch a ball, strike a tent,
train a dog and everything in between. And he taught me about sex. Ralph
never did much with me despite the fact that I was more than willing. Sure,
he fondled me, sucked my cock once in a while, showed me how to jack off
and let me jack him off and suck his cock from time to time but that was
pretty much it.

"Any one of my friends would love to play with you Sammy," he told me.

"But I want to play with you Ralphie," I practically whined. He
commiserated with me but held fast. I would find out later on that the
reason he rarely played sexy with me was because he was afraid that he'd
really like it and living together like we did and with so much free and
unmonitored time, he was afraid that he'd take advantage of that.

"I would have been sexing you every day Sammy," he said. Well for fuck's
sake, I would have been fine with that. Alas, it wasn't to be.

So, a lot of my sex education came from hiding behind the blind while my
brother Ralph and his friends did each other, did little girls or little
boys, hell I even watched one of his friends get fucked by a big dog. When
I saw that dog's dick after it came out of the boys' ass I about
flipped. Sweet Jesus it looked like a big fat angry red rocket. The knot at
the base was like a fucking baseball and I wondered if it had gone in the
boys' asshole then figured, no way. As I found out later, I'd been dead
wrong about that.

Our property started out as 55 acres in what was then considered
country. Over the years my mother had sold 2 acre plots, the smallest that
the codes would allow at the time, to augment her income. So, by the time I
came to own it, the property was 11 acres. It was still sort of in the
country but as the nearest city grew, so the countryside became less
country. What had been mostly 10 acre to hundred acre farms was now mostly
houses on ¾ to 1 acre or less plots of land. There were still some farms
but nothing much bigger than what I owned except for the guy who ran the
local vegetable stands, the big ones. And of course, the Rasmussen's
property behind ours.

Growing up, the nearest house was a mile away, by the time I lived there as
an adult the nearest house was 100 or more yards away. What started as
unincorporated land was now a series of small incorporated towns, most with
nothing larger than a Safeway or Albertson's store, post office, a dozen or
so small businesses along with the usual suspects in the fast food
industry, and sometimes a little more upscale family style diner.

My brother was killed in Viet Nam when he was 19 years old and left a
moderate life insurance policy that helped to prevent mom from having to
sell off everything. When I reached my 40's I began giving her $250 a month
to help augment her social security. She passed away when I was 51 and I
inherited the property, free and clear of any mortgages.

The house was toward the back of the 11 acres and completely shielded from
any outside view due to hedges, woods, and fences although there was no
fence between my property and the Rasmussen's. The back of my house faced
the Rasmussen woods, easily 120 feet away. A wide wood deck ran the length
of my house and between that and their property line I had plenty of flower
gardens, tall cedars or firs with fern gardens and rockery and benches
underneath them. A small creek ran down along one side and had a nice sized
pond that was fed by the creek. It was very idyllic and, with the exception
of airplanes, very private. Thus, I went naked much of the time. I
sunbathed on my deck or on the lawn, worked in my yard, swam in my pond,
almost always without clothing on.

I had practiced nudism much of my adult life. I loved the freedom of being
naked especially among other people. It was at a nudist resort in a warm
southern state where I was a member that I got my first taste of kiddie
sex, as an adult, at the ripe age of 23. I'd spend many entire weekends
there and had made friends with many of the people who were regulars too,
and many of them had children.

I'd been invited to a cookout at one of families little cabin in an area of
the resort that was off limits to the general public, where people owned
their cabins, but not the land. The cabins were pretty much in a section of
the woods and situated to provide some privacy between each other as
well. As I was walking with Tad, the man of the family, we were passing
another cabin where some people were gathered out front in lounge chairs
and the like. I watched as a boy maybe 9 years old went up to a woman,
placed his mouth over her breast and began nursing as they stood there. She
waved hello to us then put her hand at the back of the boys' head and
ruffled his hair. I could see the boys' cock go from soft to full on hard
before we passed out of sight.

"Things are considerably different on this side of the fence Sam," he said,
"I hope it doesn't bother you too much."

"Not in the least little bit Tad, I'm good." He clapped me on the back and
said good. Going by yet another cabin I saw a little girl crawl up onto a
man's lap and as we passed by, it looked an awful lot like his cock was
inside her cunt yet he sat there holding a conversation with two other
adults who were also in camp chairs.

"Like I said," Tad said.

"It's all good," I replied. At Tad and Lois' cabin I was introduced to some
people I didn't know, others I did know or at least we'd seen each other
around. There were 7 or so adults at least a dozen kids of varying ages
roaming around, tossing a ball or doing kid stuff. A handful of them were
teenage boys or tween boys and judging from their development between 11
and 14 possibly. I never tired of looking at naked teenage boys. As I would
learn later that didn't escape Tad's attention or one of the other adults
present and was why I'd been invited to their barbecue despite not having a
kid with me. I guess for the most part it was a BYOK system but they made
an exception for me.

As we sat chatting and sipping beers, Tad's 9 year old daughter Kyra seemed
to be doing a little flirting with me. A cute little thing with long black
hair she'd offered to get me another beer, bring me pretzels and things of
that nature. This wasn't the first time either; it had happened a few other
times when I'd joined the family around the resort's man made lake. I
thought that her mother had caught me out while checking out her little
pussy one afternoon but I couldn't be sure about that.

"I can touch my toes Sam, wanna see," Kyra asked at one point. I chose to
humor her and said yes. The little vixen turned away from me and bent over
and touched her toes and giving me a terrific view of her hairless muffin
in the process. I could easily see the indentation of where her cunt hole
was as well as her puckered pink asshole above it. With the clit, her
barely visible little clit and puffy lips, well, I was grateful that it
only lasted a couple seconds. What could I do but clap my hands and tell
her good job. Her mother called to her and off she went while her father
gave me a very amused look. Along with at least one of the other men
sitting there.

"I would say, Tad said, "that my little girl wants you to fuck her, at
least according to my wife."

"Excuse me," I said, clearly shocked.

"She's not the only one," Jeremy said, "my son Chace said the same thing."
Jeremy nodded to a cute blonde boy that might be 13. He had a nice cock and
a barely visible smattering of dark blonde hair at the base of it. He
happened to glance over at us and saw us looking but made clear eye contact
with me, smiled and gave a little wave and ran off.

Both men laughed, the expression on my face warranting the response I
suppose. "Don't be too surprised Sam, like I said, on this side of the
fence things are much different. If you're wondering our thoughts on that
subject we'll tell you that it's up to the kids. As parents we all share
the children when it comes to sex. The kids are allowed to do what they
want so, if Kyra wants you to fuck her, and if you're willing, then go for
it.

"Same with my boy," Jeremy said. "In fact I think that everyone in our
little group here would be willing to tumble you including me." I couldn't
help but chuckle.

"Well how am I supposed to choose? I certainly don't want to hurt anyone's
feelings."

"The beauty is that you don't have to. You can do Kyra and Chace
together. It wouldn't be the first time someone has gotten double
teamed. The kids are very aware of the pressure in those circumstances and
are very considerate with each other. If it came right down to it, Chace
would defer to Kyra if she insisted on being your first." Tad said pretty
much described Kyra as well.

"You can also choose to do nothing and nobody would fault you, you'd still
be welcome here. We all like you Sam but it's your call whether or not you
engage with them, assuming you even want to.

"Well, yeah," I replied, "when you put it that way I would love to play
with both kids, and you guys too for that matter. But how do we go about
that? I mean, just go find em or what?"

"It will unfold on its own once we signal everyone that we can begin. The
one thing is though, sneaking off to a bedroom or other hiding spot isn't
allowed. Everything is out in the open. All of us love to watch others and
plenty of us like being watched while we fuck suck or whatever. It's pretty
much a matter of going ahead no matter where you are on the property or in
the house other than bedroom bathrooms or closets. So, it will unfold."
Unfold, it did. I stayed with them for an entire weekend. I fucked the girl
and the boy a couple of times and plenty of other girls and boys and adults
as well. But, that's a different story so back to the current part of the
story.

So, I knew there was someone in the hide just across the property line on
the Rasmussen's land. It would unfold however it would unfold. It was in
the ballpark of whoever was peeping on me; they had to make the first
move. I went about my business, even going so far as to piss on the ground,
right in front of the hide and thus giving the peepers a full on close up
view of my boy stuff. And it was healthy boy stuff which might have been
part of the reason for my success at the nudist resorts I frequented.

I had hit my peak size by the time I was 15 years old. My cock hung long
and thick, roughly 7½ or more inches soft, in warm weather that is. It
gained a good inch and a quarter when it was engorged. I wasn't coke can
thick but not far from it and my large balls hung quite low, I suppose the
weight of the eggs dragged my sac out.

I remembered my brother Ralph being really big too and as I grew up I began
to match him for size. He praised me greatly as did more than a few of his
friends as well as my own friends. I have to say that, at 12 & 13, those
older boys loved for me to join them.

Speaking of joining I finally spoke out loud. "Look, I know you're in
there, whoever you are, and I don't care if you like to peep on me but it
might be more fun if you just came out from behind the bushes." I could
hear some soft whispering, clearly a debate. "It's okay, honest," I
said. Nothing. "Okay then," I said, "whenever you're ready," and turned to
walk away. I got about 10 feet when a voice said,

"Wait, mister, we'll come out." I turned and saw 2 boys fighting their way
through the brush on the left side of the hide. Clad in summer cutoff
jeans, their torso's were bare, t-shirts clutched in hand. They looked to
be 11 and 13 roughly, the younger looking one blonde and the other black
haired. The blonde kid had a leather thong around his neck with a pewter
medallion a little larger than a 50 cent piece on it. Neither boy was
amazingly cute but they weren't ugly either, just sort of average cute
boys. I waited for them to cross the imaginary line from the Rasmussen's
property.

"I'm Sam," I said with a smile. Both boys were pretty much staring at my
cock. The black haired boy responded.

"I'm Kenton but everybody calls me Kent, this is Cassian," he said nodding
to his friend.

"But people call you Cass," I said, still smiling. The boy nodded his head.

"How did you know we were there Mr., I mean, Sam?"

"Honest answer," I asked and got head nods. "My older brother built if for
when I was younger than you guys are. He built it so I could hide and watch
his friends playing in the yard." Kent got a strange look on his face.

"Why would he do that, I mean, if they're just playing?"

"Because they were naked and playing sexy with each other, you know,
sucking each other's cocks and fucking and things like that." Well, I'm
here to tell you that got both boys attention.

"Really," Cassian asked, his voice even higher pitched that Kent's.

"Really," I responded. "When they got a little older they started fucking
girls back there, and younger boys, boys like you guys." They looked at
each other and then Kent said,

"And you got to watch all that?" I nodded my head. "Well, did you get ever
get to do stuff with then and, well, girls and other boys?"

"I did. Actually I played with his friends when I was 8 year old but didn't
play with girls until I got older. I did play with other younger boys
though."

"Wow, that would have been fun," Kent said, "it gives me a boner just
thinking about it." I told him I understood completely. Sometimes it gave
me a boner remembering back on it.

"Is that what you think about when you're beatin off back here," Cassian
asked me which earned him a hard look from Kent.

"So, you saw that huh," I asked, already knowing full well that they had. I
got a head nod from both boys.

"Well, no," I said, "I wasn't thinking about all the other stuff. I was
thinking how hot it was jacking off in front of a couple of kids." That
certainly took them by surprise and they looked at each as if to confirm
they'd actually heard what they heard.

"Why do you like going around naked if you know somebody might see you,"
Cassian asked.

"Well, for one thing I like being naked and I bet both of you do as
well. As for other people seeing me I belong to nudist clubs and am around
naked people a lot. However, there hasn't been anyone in the Rasmussen
woods for ages so it's pretty safe, not that I would give a shit anyway."
They looked at each other, seemed to come to some sort of unspoken, at
least in my presence, conclusion then turned back to me.

"Can we be naked too?" This from Kent.

"I thought you'd never ask."

"Well, what if we get boners?" From Cassian. I put it back on him asking
what does he usually do when he gets a boner, if other people weren't
around. The answer was a knowing grin and an undoing of their
jeans. Instead of taking off jeans and underwear at the same time, they did
the jeans and stalled for a minute or so in their briefs, FTL for Kent and
Jockey for Cassian. Finally the big reveal and they were naked.

I was quite surprised at Cassian's size for he looked fairly long for his
age. His balls were, if not fully descended, then well on their way. There
wasn't a hair to be seen but then, with his coloring, any hair in the
southern region might well be light blonde.

Where Cassian seemed large, Kent seemed small, his cock merely a stub
sticking out. He had a little patch of pitch black hair growing at the base
of his cocklet and his balls were definitely fully dropped. Kent was more
defined while Cassian still retained some of his baby fat. That isn't to
say he was fat but that his muscle groups weren't yet defined.

"Well now," I said, "you two are fairly delicious looking."

"You too," Kent said.

"How big does it get," Cassian asked. I reminded him that he'd seen me
hard, which he agreed to, but what meant was actually measured, how big was
it. I told him about 8½ inches, roughly.

"Wow," he said, "that's as long as my arm, well, this part," he added,
meaning his forearm.

"Probably," I responded. "Of course I could make it hard and we could put
them side by side, just to see."

"Okay," Kent said, "how will you do that?" Seriously, talk about a
throwaway line. I pretended to ponder the question.

"I don't know," I finally said, "do you guys have any suggestions?" Cassian
was already boning up, his cock no longer pointed down but more toward shin
height. Kent's cock was simply coming forward, like a telescoping back
scratcher.

"Well, maybe we could suck your cock or something, or you could suck ours,"
Kent said. Cassian didn't miss a beat.

"Or both," the preteen blonde said.

"That's fine too. How about I start with you Cassian, since it's almost
full on boned?"

"And I could do yours at the same time and make it hard," Kent said. I
agreed wholeheartedly with the plan. I hauled my lawn blanket off a branch
where it was draped, waiting for such an opportunity. I got to my knees and
had Cassian stand in front of me. I took a moment to admire his body. His
cock was stretched out to 5 inches at least and his foreskin had partially
retracted exposing a bit of the head. His balls were dropped as I said
before, and I couldn't see a single solitary hair anywhere.

I took hold of him and stroked him a few times which got me a soft moan,
then placed my mouth over it and got a bigger moan. I bobbed my head to and
fro, fondling his smooth balls, as Kent got into position between us which
posed a bit of a problem so I stopped.

"Let me lay down you guys," I said and a moment later Cassian was on his
back and I was draped over him.

"Damn your cock is getting bigger," Kent said as he took hold of me. Just
as I got Cassian's cock back in my mouth I felt Kent do the same to
me. Honestly, it had been a minute since I'd been with a boy and even
longer since I'd been with two of them at the same time.

Cassian gently held my head as I bobbed in his lap. I reveled in the
fragrance of boy, a heady elixir in my humble opinion. I fondled his tender
young balls as I suckled and wondered briefly about fucking him or having
him and Kent fuck me. Speaking of Kent, the boy was doing a credible job on
my cock although it was clear that he wasn't used to multi-tasking since
his other hand was doing nothing.

Kent finally stopped, saying his mouth got sore, which wasn't any surprise
so I let go of Cassian and moved to take on Kent. The kid was full blown
hard but if he went 4½ inches I'd be surprised. Still, boy cock was boy
cock and all boy cock was good.

I lowered my head and went to town, taking the kid all the way to the root
which was a piece of cake or piece of cock as the case may be. Kent groaned
dutifully and gently thrust his tender little ass off the blanket to meet
the dips of my head. I could taste a wee bit of precum which was almost
sweet tasting. I figured the kid was sperming what with his patch of moss,
not that pubic hair was the be all end of proof of sperm manufacture but it
was a fairly reliable indicator.

I felt on the kid's hairless balls while I suckled and Cassian took over
where Kent had left off. I felt the warmth of his fingers as he took hold
and stroked me, then the warmth of his mouth as he took me
inside. Fortunately I was able to essential suck on Kent strictly by muscle
memory. That is, I didn't have to focus on him or his cock in order to give
him a quality blow job. Instead I could focus on Cassian and what he was
doing.

Of the two, I preferred Cassian because he was cuter and he was hung very
nicely for a young boy, pushing 5 inches if I had to guess. Don't get me
wrong, Kent was cute enough and he was a sperming boy, so there was plenty
in his favor but still, if I'd had to choose. Fortunately I didn't, I had
them both.

Cassian did a credible job so it was clear to me that mine wasn't the first
cock that he'd had those sweet lips wrapped around. But it was also clear
that his experience was limited but I vowed to do my best to help expand
his resume. Kent gently fucked my mouth as I suckled, held my head gently
as he went into full flight up the escalator of hotness.

Cassian finally broke away so I did the same. "Anybody like kissing," I
asked and Cassian volunteered immediately. I had him lay facing me and I
began to kiss him softly on the mouth. He returned the gesture, kissing me
back. At our other end, Kent went about sucking on Cassian's cock for a
moment then going after mine for a moment then going back to the preteen
blonde boy.

The kissing got kicked up a notch and we both began pushing our tongues
into the other's mouth and Cassian started moaning softly in response. He
was a pretty passionate kid and I wondered if I was going to be able to
fuck the little hottie. Or I could have him fuck me but with luck both
things would happen.

We finally broke apart, both boys breathing heavily. "Now what," Cassian
said.

"Can I try kissing," Kent said. Without a word, Cassian leaned over to the
boy and kissed him gently on the mouth then back off a bit then went back
for more. Since both boy cocks were available I did what Kent had done,
suckled one for a second then went to the other one and suckled then traded
out. As long as I was there I chose to lick Cassian's balls, much to the
boys' delight, enough so that he announced it.

"Sam's licking my balls," the boy all but gasped and it wouldn't do but
Kent had to take a moment to watch me then went back to kissing on
Cassian. Both boys were moaning softly while they continued to noisily kiss
and I assume tongue fuck each other. Things finally broke apart and we lay
there a second and once again Cassian asked the question.

"Now what?" I put it back on the boys. It was much more preferable to me
that they make some decision about where they wanted to go and what they
wanted to do. If they couldn't or wouldn't then I would but I'd prefer them
to make those moves first. They gave each other a sideways glance.

"Well," Kent started.

"We were thinking about fucking," Cassian finished. I nodded my head.

"As in top or bottom," I asked and got a blank look from both
boys. "Fucking or getting fucked?" they answered at the same time.

"Fucking," said Kent while Cassian said,

"Getting fucked."

"Well then, it seems you have a complete set," I said.

"You two got both positions covered no matter what, all you have to do is
start the process." That prompted a "what do you mean" question.

"One of you wants to fuck and the other wants to get fucked, pretty simply
math," I said

"Except that I want a bigger cock than what Kent has," Cassian said. "I
mean, I want Kent to fuck me first and then you Sam, if you want to."

"Does the pope shit in the woods," I responded.

"Don't you mean a bear shit in the woods," Kent observed. I didn't bother
to explain that the line came from an early computer novel titled "The
Adolescence of P-1. Funny and interesting story. A not so good Canadian
film was made of it. The book is funnier.

"Well," I said, "In that case I think that we can all get our needs met
here boys." That earned me a couple of big smiles. "Why don't we go into
the house and get comfortable."

"Should we leave our clothes here," Cassian asked.

"Doesn't matter to me. You gotta come back out this way later," I said. So,
they left them and into the house we went. In my bedroom we piled onto the
Kal King and began making out, everybody working on someone else, then
changing out for yet a different person. I asked the boys when they'd
showered last and both reported having done so in the past 2 hours. A
second question confirmed that they'd washed their buttholes quite
thoroughly.

"Just in case," Cassian added. The said, I had the kid pull his legs back
the put my own hands on the underside of his thighs and helped that
endeavor. It opened the boy up like a steamed oyster and I went for his
puckered little oyster with a vengeance. Cassian began whimpering and
moaning like a beaten dog within 10 swipes of my tongue.

"It feels good," Kent asked, his still high pitched voice laced with
evident skepticism.

"Oh fuck yes," the blonde cutie moaned, "it feels great." A second later he
let out a long groan as my tongue worked over his precious hole. Kent
offered his 4 inch boner to Cassian who took to it as greedily as I was
taking to his most secret spot, the dark haired boy gently fucking the
Blonde boy's mouth.  After about 4 minutes of gorging myself on Cassian's
perfect little hole I told Kent,

"Better get your cock lubed up, he's gonna need to be fucked here pretty
soon." I went back to rimming Cassian, working his hole, licking up along
his perineum to his soft hairless balls then back down. On one of the trips
I took a moment to suck one of his balls into my mouth and roll it around a
little before letting it slip back out.

"Oh gosh Kent, Sam's right, I'm gonna need to be fucked really soon."
Really soon happened to arrive less than a minute later when Cassian
demanded that Kent fuck him.

"How do you want to do it sweet boy," I asked, "face down on the bed or on
your back like you are now." The boy elected to be face down, which I
thought a pity, but when it came to my turn I'd almost insisted that he be
on his back. Given what I perceived to be Kent's first time, I assumed my
turn would be fairly quick in the coming.

I hopped off the bed and grabbed a towel from my bathroom closet then
draped it over a king sized foam pillow and have Cassian drape himself
across it, which he did. Kent started to get into position but I stopped
him and had Cassian move the edge of the bed so that Kent could stand while
he fucked him. I figured that, as small as Kent was in the dick department,
he'd fall out multiple times if he just tried to lay atop Cassian.

We got Cassian moved, I sat on one side and peeled the boys' glorious butt
cheeks open to reveal his freshly licked butthole.

"Do you have lube on a finger Kent," I asked and got a head nod. "Go ahead
and slip that into Cassian's hole and fuck him a little bit with it." Kent
did as instructed and a second later his finger was sliding in and out of
Cassian's heated up body.

"Feels kinda weird," the black haired boy mumbled, "tight on my finger
though." I gave it about a half minute then told him to go ahead and put
his cock in. Being in that position, sitting right there and seeing a boy
moving his cock toward an asshole was very thrilling to me. Of course,
knowing that both boys were virgins was a part of the heat making
elements. The concentration on Kent's face was intense and I swear to god,
his tongue sort of stuck out of the corner of his mouth, a classic but
unconscious thing that humans do to let other's know we're busy and don't
wish to be disturbed. We don't really think it but it's true, that's why
you see kids mostly doing it.

Kent's swollen cock head pushed against Cassian's hole and I could see the
older boy pushing to get in and of course, the muscle finally lost the
battle into Cassian's ass it went, with a yelp from its owner.

"Don't move Kent," I said, "let Cassian's body adjust to it. Kent nodded
his head in understanding, his eyes glued to the spot where their bodies
connected. "Breathe Cassian," I added, "push down like you're trying to
take a dump." I watched the boy do as he was told and in time he told Kent
to go ahead and put it all the way in.

I gently rubbed Cassian's back and cooed to the boy while Kent stuffed his
cock in his ass. It didn't take long, there wasn't much cock to stuff but
he managed and hair was up against Cassian's lily white butt. Once he was
lodged in place I asked Cassian how he was doing and he said fine. When I
asked if he was ready to get fucked he nodded his head and squeaked out a
"yes". I nodded my head and the two boys proceeded to lose their virginity
together.

It wasn't much and it didn't last long. Kent, naturally, came out of
Cassian 3 or 4 times before he got it and from then on he just fucked the
boy. Kent held on to Cassian's small hips for leverage and fucked onward. I
asked Cassian how he was doing and he said it was fine and it didn't
hurt. That didn't surprise me too much. Kent wasn't exactly a pencil dick
but he wasn't going to set any size records either. I rubbed on Kent's
small ass as he fucked and I cooed in his ear which brought shivers on but
he kept on fucking. I ran my hands down under his butt and felt his balls a
little and that got me a deep moan. I went further and managed to get to
Cassian's balls as well, catching the hotling off guard and causing him to
jump.

"Did you touch my balls Sam," he groaned and I admitted I did. "Felt good."

"OhfuckI'mcumming," Kent blurted out. Naturally the boy wasn't yet fully in
tune with his body.

"I can feel your cock get harder Kent," Cassian commented. Kent pumped for
a moment then stopped and was going to pull out but I put a hand on his ass
and explained that one took their time leaving an asshole or a cunt because
their partner liked the feeling of in him or her a little longer too.

"But aren't you going to fuck me now Sam," Cassian asked, looking back over
his shoulder in my direction. I didn't bother to ask if he was sure about
that; I knew damn well he was. I grabbed the lube, slathered my cock and
got in close before having Kent pull out, albeit, slowly.

"I want you to move onto your back please Cassian," I asked softly. The boy
did as I asked and I stepped up to the bed. I caught his ankles and pulled
a little closer to the edge and had him hold his legs back as I got into
position I thought about what had happened and was going to happen. The
short story is that I had never gone from first meeting to fucking as
quickly as I had on this go around. It wasn't more than 30 minutes from
there to here. Oh sure, I'd had some pretty quickly transpired encounters
when I fucked kids in some of the Asian countries but of course those
encounters were bought and paid for. Little to no foreplay was almost
preferable to them. Personally, I liked foreplay.

My now swollen cock head touched his flesh, the hole clearly not back to
complete normal. I touched, I pushed, I pushed a little harder and my cock
slipped inside the tight confines of Cassian's asshole.

"Ouch, that hurts a bit," the boy cried out. No doubt it did. I stopped; of
course. It took a minute but Cassian finally gave me the go ahead to go
ahead so I went ahead and slowly buried 8½ thick inches of full grown
man cock into his tight little barely non-virgin ass.

"Holy fuck," Kent said in a quiet voice, his eyes totally glued to the
action area.

"Indeed," I said and began to pull out. I managed about 3 inches before
going back home then repeated the process another 4 or 5 times before
stopping. Kent asked him how he was doing and Cassian said it was already
feeling better.

"I want to get you into a better position Cassian," I said then together we
moved him farther onto the bed. At that point I slipped my arms under his
legs and began to fuck the boy. It was delicious looking down onto his
smooth face and watching his emotions play out. It didn't take long before
he was breathing heavy.

"God it's nice being inside of you Cassian," I said softly. "You're such a
cute boy and a delicious fuck." At that point I began to fuck him hard. I
could go on and on about it but everybody knows what it was like. The sound
of our bodies slapping together was the primary sound in the room for a
bit. Then grunts began finding their way into the mix; both his and
mine. Kent just stood by and stared. I was going to suggest that he offer
Cassian his cock but decided against it.

"Oh gosh it's happening Kent, I'm gonna get my good feelings, I'm gonna..."
and that's as far as he got. His orgasm must have been pretty powerful
because his body shook as though he were an epileptic. He cried out
repeatedly, his asshole clamped down on me like a vice and made me cum.

I bellowed out loud as my body went through the convulsions of my orgasm. I
hadn't cum in a few days so I was sure that I was loading the kid up with a
ton of high quality sperm. I slammed my cock into him, moving us farther up
the bed.

Things finally slowed down and I stopped, both Cassian and I were panting
loudly.

"Goddamn," Kent said, "can you fuck me like that?" It took me a moment to
answer because I was busy hauling in much needed oxygen. I finally managed
to look at the black haired boy.

"I don't see any reason why not."

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