Date: Sun, 10 May 2015 22:08:58 -0700 From: Nanaimo Hard Subject: Little Jon pt 3 (All events portrayed are fictional, if you like what you've read, write me at nanaimo_hard@hotmail.ca. Additional parts to this story depend on feedback, so, be sure to write if you liked it!) At some point during the night, I woke up to find myself spooning the chubby boy I'd spent the day fucking. His soft ass was pressed into my cock, which was ragingly hard again. My hands explored his delicious chest; he was still wearing his clamps, which I gave a gentle pull. He moaned in his sleep, his hands reaching down to his cock, and he ground his ass into me. That did it, I reached down and lifted his upper leg and pushed inside of him. He woke rather quickly as I gave it to him hard and fast. "This is what you love, isn't it?" I hissed in his ear before biting it gently. Jon could only moan in response. He came just after that, spraying the bed in front of him. I finished shortly after, painting his insides again before falling back asleep. When morning came, I was hard once again, if only because I had woken to sweet Jon sucking my cock. He was a fast learner, and lord did I wish I could keep him. But I knew his family would eventually wonder where he'd gone. But because he was a good boy, I fed him my cum before I sent him home. At the door I kissed him hard and reminded him that I wanted him to have his nipples pierced for me. 2 days later there was a knock at my door. It was Jon. He lifted his shirt to show me that he'd had rings piercing his nipples now. I had told him bar piercings, but my cock hardened anyway. There was a way I could turn this to my advantage. I let him in and forced him against the wall roughly. "Did I say rings?" I hissed, pulling on one of them. "I-I'm sorry, they said they were out of bars..." Jon gasped. "Oh really?" I snapped, pulling on the other one. Jon's eyes rolled back in his head and he began to collapse against the wall. His pants were beginning to tent deliciously. "You dirty little boy, you like it when I pull on these slutty rings, don't you?" "Y...yes..." he gasped. "Your cock is bulging while I'm disciplining you." I hissed. "You dirty boyslut. Pull off your pants." Eyes still closed, Jon's hands moved to his jeans and undid them, letting them slide off his legs. He was wearing a red satin g-string this time. "Come with me." I ordered, pulling him along by one of his nipple rings. He moaned and gasped as I led him to the living room. I sat on the couch and pulled him so he was laying across my lap, the twin globes of his beautifully pale ass sticking up in the air. With no warning, I slapped one, drawing a delicious new moan from him. "You little slut." I hissed. "Did that feel good?" "Uh...uh huh..." I slapped the other cheek now, leaving a distinct hand print. "Is that good?" "G...g...god yes..." Another spank. "Who do you belong to?" "Y..you, sir..." I now stroked the red marks I'd left gently. "Now, I assume you came over for a reason?" "Uh huh..." I slipped a finger between his beautiful ass cheeks, rubbing his sweet pucker gently. "Do you want me in here?" "Yes..." Jon moaned. I had been able to feel his cock through the satin where it rested against my leg. A large wet spot of precum had begun to form. "Is there anything else you want?" "I want to suck you all night..." Jon whispered. "Oh really?" I grinned. "I want you to fuck me over and over..." "Is that so?" My grin only widened as I grabbed his ass and squeezed hard. Another trembling moan escaped his throat. "Yessss..." "Get on your knees sexy boy." I ordered. As he did so, I stood and dropped my pants quickly before sitting down again, legs spread, cock pointing straight up. My little boyslut was all but drooling. "You want to suck me, then suck me." Sweet little Jon wasted no time in jamming my cock as far down his throat as he could. "Good boy." I grunted, my hips flexing involuntarily. I put one hand on the back of his head as I fucked his sweet mouth and throat. I encouraged him as he moved on to sucking on my balls, tickling them with his tongue. When I came close to cumming, I pulled his hair gently, leading his mouth back to my cock, waiting until his mouth was locked tight around me before serving him his first mouthful of the day. He finished swallowing and looked up at me expectantly, awaiting fresh orders. "Now suck it until it's hard again." It didn't take long, having this beautiful boy work his mouth on me. "That's it, make me cum again." All told, little Jon sucked 4 loads out of me, getting me hard again afterwards each time before I decided to get in his other end. Once he had me hard again the last time, I grabbed him and bent him over the couch roughly, getting inside him with no preamble. I fucked him hard and swiftly, Jon squealing with delight as I bottomed out in him over and over. When I finally came with a roar, Jon came at the same time, soaking the front of his g-string with his sweet young cum. I twisted him around onto his back, and with my own cum dripping out of his ass onto the floor, I sucked his own cum out of the fabric before stripping it off him and sucking his sweet cock until it was good and hard again. A thought occurred. "Jon, I'm going camping next week, leaving on Sunday. Do you want to come along?" Jon looked down at me between his legs and nodded eagerly. "Does that mean we can fuck like this all the time?" "Goddamn right it does." I grinned then sucked him back into my mouth again with a slurp. I let it back out long enough to say. "The place I go to is private enough that it's even clothing optional." Jon grinned shyly at me. "So I could parade around naked for you in the wild, huh?" "Yes indeed." My grin widened around his delicious cock. I neglected to mention that there were often other men there as well, saving it for a surprise. I dragged myself away from that gorgeous thing between his legs so that I could tonguefuck his boycunt for awhile, driving him wild. "Oh god, I'll do whatever you want, go with you wherever if I can ride your tongue and cock all the tiiiiime..." Jon moaned. With that I stood, gathered the teenager in my arms and fucked him standing up, his back to the wall. "Is that a promise?" "Yes, god yes, please, just don't ever stop fucking me..." "Only long enough to get hard again, darling boyslut." I kissed him harder than ever, my cock pounding in and out, in and out, faster and faster. Jon came so hard from this hard fucking that his cum shot up and hit me square in the face. Like a good boy, Jon licked it off me and kissed it into my mouth. Shortly after, I blew my own load deep into him. I didn't go soft. We collapsed to the floor, gasping, but now Jon was on top, straddling me, his own cock bobbing back to life as he worked me deeper into his pussy. "Wh-when do you have to be home?" I panted. "I told my parents I'd be sleeping at a friend's house." Jon moaned. "Good boy." I grinned as I reached up to stroke his sexy cock while he ground away on top of me.