Date: Mon, 25 May 2020 22:36:23 +0000
From: encolpius1@protonmail.com
Subject: Little Peter 13

			       LITTLE PETER
				    By
				 Encolpius


DISCLAIMER: This is fiction. If everyone involved is having the sex they
want to have, it's not wrong.Never let anyone tell you it is.

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				  TWELVE
		      Posted as: Little Peter Parties
			15 years old  5'9" 140 lbs


	I brought home a little twinky boy.  Slender, effeminate, bleached
blond and shaved down.  His name is Hunter.  He's 23 going on 15.  I fucked
him a couple of times before he met Caleb and they hit it off instantly.
Now Caleb has bleached and spiked his hair and is shaved down too.  Both of
them joke that it's to remind me of the little boys that I prefer.  Not so
much.  I think that when a boy has a bush, he ought to keep it.

	It's a Friday and it's Caleb's 15th birthday and it's time for
Little Peter to come out and play.  He's been drinking.  He's dancing in
the living room as Spotify is providing a catchy tune.

	"I don't want to play.  I want to dance!"  he says twirling in the
center of the room.

	"Play" I say

	He grabs his crotch.  "You want this"

	"Yeah"

	"Time for some kiddie porn!"  Hunter calls out, laughing.  "Little
Peter! Come out, come out whereever you are!"

	Caleb gets in front of Hunter and twerks until Hunter reaches up
and grabs his junk.  Caleb emits an exagerrtaed sex groan. "Let me have
some tweak"

	Hunter looks at me.  "Whatever" I say.

	The smoke swirls in the glass pipe and he sucks it in, holds it and
lets it go.  Then suddenly, he is all juiced and energetic.  Happy. Moving.
He talks about nothing.  About boys.  He dances some more.  The relentless
bass beat pounds from some house music song, one sounding exactly like the
next.  He is shimmying and moving.  Hunter is laughing at him, making fun.
I have the camera trained on him.

	"Let's see some skin" I say.

	"You need you some Little Peter?"

	"Little Peter has a big peter.  He's all grown up"

	"I'm 15.  15 today.  I'm jailbait.  I'm underage.  I'm taboo.
That's what you like, right? Or you just got a woody for little tiny
hairless boys?"

	I ignore him.  "Let's see some skin"

	Caleb smiles and begins to shimmy like a stripper as Hunter eggs
him on.  He moves slinky, moving his body like a wave.  Then he peels off
his T shirt.  He's filling out some.  He has abs.  He has the beginnings of
a chest.  His treasure trail reaches up to his navel.  He pulls it off, his
pit hair showing.  He doesn't shave yet and he has a bit of acne but the
big blue eyes and the jet black hair make up for that.  He's a
handsome. sexy boy.  Hunter gets up and strips off his shirt and they
dance, mostly moving to the music, their crotches mashed to together.

	"Tweaker" I say

	"Child molestor"

	"Does the child want to be molested?"

	"Fuck yeah" Caleb answered. He drops his pants and, when they hit
the floor, he deftly steps out of them.  He is wearing black compression
shorts and the bulge is obvious.  He shakes his ass at the camera and
turns, houlding his junk, highlighting it. Hunter grabs it but Caleb starts
in pulling at his pants. Hunter pulls off his pants.  But for a smattering
of tattoos, you wouldn't know he wasn't 15 himself Caleb comes over my way
and grabs the bottle of Jim Beam and takes a slug straight from the bottle.

	"What happens if I get so fucked up I pass out?" he asks

	"What do you want to happen?"

	"Fuck me and cum in my ass" he says laughing.

	I give him the eye.  He backs away and eases down the compression
shorts. Bare skin, no razor stublle. Down, down, to the root of the cock.
He lingers there, teasing.  And then he yanks them down, liberating his
hard cock, flopping up and down, stiff as a board. I point the hand held at
Hunter.  He does his strip tease, turned with his butt toward me and he
eases it down to show off his glorious ass.  Then he flips around and yanks
down his shorts too.  Caleb is over in a flash to gobble it down.  Then
Hunter tells me to get undressed and I hand him the camera as I strip off.
He points it down to capture Little Pterr sucking him off.  As soon as I
strip off, I get the camera backa nd the boy.  Caleb is over sucking me.

	We have to take a break so I can set up some tripods.  I want
coverage and not just rely on the hand held.  Hunter and Caleb take a pull
on the pipe again and give me some.  I feel that warm, energetic feeling
wash over me and I feel even hornier than I was before.  A naked twink and
a naked boy.  Yum yum.  We stand there and let Caleb service us, stroking
his own cock as he does.  He sucks Hunter and I slap his face with my dick
to encourage him to take care of big daddy, the hand held pointing down to
capture the horndog doing his thing.  Then Hunter gets impatient.

	"Dude, you trained him right" Hunter said and not for the first
time "He's a wicked little cocksucker"

	"He loves cock"

	Little Peter looks up, still stroking us both dicks. "What's wrong
with that?"

	I can't answer before he's back on my cock, sucking and stroking
and answering his own question.  Not a fucking thing.  He dives on it and
swallows me down and it feels amazing.  He's learned to use tongue and hand
and lips and suction and all of it and it feels good.  I'm even turned on
filming him doing Hunter.  But the key to porn is not do the same thing for
too long.  So we rearrange. I'm on the floor and Caleb gets on top to ride
me.  Hunter is there to be pole smoked while the kid does me cowboy.  I
keep the camera on Caleb and let the stationary cameras pick up the
BJ. I'll edit it later, I figure, but the key thing is the lean and hungry
boy.  The viewer want to see the underage boy riding my dick, his own on
hard on flopping up and down, slapping against me and then up against his
torse as he does.  It's a beauiful sight.

	"Ride 'em cowboy" I say.

	Caleb slaps me on the thigh, like I am a horse he is riding.  A raw
dick in a young ass.  And he is riding me like I want him to.  I hold onto
his lean hard young body as he voves up and down, back and to.  And it
feels great.  Hunter is stroking his cock, watching.  He's stiff and hard,
horny as shit, watching this fine boy take it the way he wants it.

	"You want some of Big Daddy's dick?"

	"I'll show you how it's done, little boy" Hunter said, waggling his
cock.

	"Do him from behind.  Do him standing, DJ" Caleb said. "Fuck him
until he squeels"

	So I bend him over the couch, angled so that the stationary
camera's will capture it and I put the handheld down.  Caleb grabs it up.
He wants to be the camera man.  Kicking Hunters legs apart, I ease myself
into his hot hole amd grab him around the crotch and pull him toward me
like a rag doll.  Caleb slaps me on the ass.  I push it in, holding him
with one arm and stroking Hunter's hard dick with the other.  I can feel
Caleb behind me.  Then I feel his hand between my ass cheeks.  I know
what's coming.  He thinks he is being funny.

	He starts to fuck me.

	Fuck.  It feels good.  Full feeling, alive, intense pleasure.  My
dick against Hunter's raw skin and my little lover fucking me.  Fuck.  We
slam in unison, hard dicks in raw asses.  I am the beefy muscular one and
Little Peter slight but he's the man at the tail of the train.  He's a man
too even if a boy.  It felt good, him moving inside of me as I fucked the
little twink. .And it's not a bad visual, the boy fucking the man.  We had
to get the rhythm right and we couldn't quite get it right.

	"DJ" Caleb whistpered

	"Little Peter wants to be lucky Pierre?"

	"Yeah"

	That made more sense anyway.  He pushed his cock up into Hunter's
ass.  Hunter is a total bottom.  Caleb impaled him and then I got between
hsi ass cheeks and pushed myself up that highway I have traveled so many
times.  He is used to my dick in him.  He longs for my dick -- well, any
dick really.  We had the rhythm right then.  Little Peter set the pace.  As
he fucked Hunter, he got fucked.  He pushed in, he slid along my dick.  He
pulled back, he drove me in.  It was frustrating to be the top and not be
in control but Caleb loves control.  He is empowered by being the power
bottom, by being the desired boy, using his sexuality for power.  I
surrender to it willingly though, even as I want to plunder his ass, fuck
him hard and wildly.  He moves back and too on it, driving and pushing.
Faster now and harder.  He is hard and he is horny and I feel that heat.
Harder and faster, less control.  He has let the lust overcome him.  He is
lost in the ecstasy of fucking and being fucked.  It is beautiful,
beautiful on video when I watch and beautoful to llive throught.

	"Oh I am gonna cum" Caleb says.

	He unloads in Hunter's ass and we miss the money shot from him and
that sucks.  But we get Caleb out and I fuck Hunter now, using Caleb's jizz
as additional lube.  I drive it in hard and fuck him hard. He's heated up
and he wants it.  I pound it, out bodies slapping toether.  I have the hand
held and I point it down, capturing my hard disck in his ass, hanging him.
Hunter is fapping himself furiously as I do.

	"Oh, fuck.  Oh shit" he calls aout as he jacks out a fat load,
hitting the coach in a big glob.

	I pull out and point the camera down while I use my free hand to
crank out my load, hitting Hunter on his firm ass.

	Little Peter lives