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Little Victor, Ch. 2

Out in the McLachlan's backyard, Greg said from the grill, "Kevin. There you are. These are our neighbours Nick and Julie Camberelli."

While shaking his hand, Nick asked, "So Pat tells us that you're pre-med?"

"That's right," I said with a small smile. "I don't know if I want to go into cardiology or the O.B.G.Y.N. field."

Julie then said, "Pat also told me that you once played football for the university."

"I did. My parents made me quit the team because my grades weren't up to par."

Just then, a little body collided with my left side, and at the same time, the little tyke's legs wrapped around my left knee. I stumbled to the side, but quickly found my footing.

Running away from me, Victor cried, "I almost tackled you down! Some football player you are!"

Running after the little guy, I called to him, "Come here, squirt! Let me show you how you're really supposed to tackle!"

Smiling, I ran after Victor. He was a very fast runner, but my big strides quickly caught up to him. I bent forward, wrapped my arms around his chest, and made us fall to the grassy yard. I landed on my side, holding firmly onto the little blonde, and made us roll multiple times. I made sure to keep my 215 pounds off the little guy by supporting my weight on my elbows.

Laughing boisterously, Kevin shouted, "Quarterback Victor was tackled!"

Victor and I then walked to the backyard table, both of us still laughing softly. I grabbed myself a bottle of Kokanee, while Victor grabbed a can of Mountain Dew. I joined Pat and two others at the patio sofa while Victor went to a girl at the trampoline.

"Kevin," Pat said jovially. "Meet my friends Pete and Emma Sirlam."

"Hi," I said, shaking their hands.

"Where are you from, Kevin?" Emma asked before she sipped her margarita.

"I'm from Calgary."

Surprised, Pete said, "No shit! So am I! What part of the city?"

"Mount Royal," I replied with a slow nod.

"Ohhh, you're a rich boy," Pete said, almost judging.

"No," I replied, almost angry but keeping it at bay. "My parents are rich. I'm a college student."

Sensing a developing situation, Pat asked, "So when is your girlfriend getting here? I'm dying to meet her."

"She said she'd be here at 11:30," I answered while taking my phone out of my pocket. The time was 11:41am. "She likes to take the bus to save on gas."

Emma then asked, "So, Kevin, do you have brothers or sisters?"

"I have two older brothers," I replied. "Byron is a marketing analyst, and Damian is getting his doctorate in European history."

"Knock, knock!" Brittany's voice called, and she entered the backyard from the side of the house. "Hi."

"Hey, Britt," I greeted my girlfriend. "Come. Britt, this is my landlady Pat, and my landlord Greg is manning the grill. And these are Pete and Emma."

After shaking the three hands, Britt sat beside me and I slid my arm around her lower back.

Pat, looking very much cold, asked, "So, Brittany, what are you studying?"

Brittany quirked her eyebrow, confused at the attitude, and answered, "I'm taking chemistry. I plan to teach high school chemistry."

"Hi," Greg said, approaching the sofa. "I'm Pat's husband Greg. You're Kevin's girlfriend?"

"Yeah," Brittany replied with a bright smile. "Brittany. Nice to meet you, sir."

Greg sat down beside his wife with a plate on his lap, and told us, "Burgers and bratwursts are on the table. Brittany, there are beers and a pitcher of margarita there too."


Four hours later, the Sirlam's and the Camberelli's left. Brittany and I helped the McLachlan's clean the backyard while sexy Victor laid on the patio sofa in the late afternoon sun.

"We are going to take Victor to the movies," Pat said pleasantly as she loaded the dishwasher. "If you guys wanted to join us."

"Thanks but I have work in an hour," Brittany informed the woman.

And also told the married couple, "I have a shitload of homework."

Running into the house, Victor begged, "Can I stay home? I'm tired from playing with Erica."

Greg asked his son, "You sure, buddy? Your mom and I are going to watch the new Lego movie."

Excited, Victor squealed, "I want to go see it!"

After driving Brittany home to her apartment in the Oliver district, I bought my self a venti chai tea latte and a venti mocha frappuccino from Starbucks on my way back home.

Back in my basement suite, I put the frappuccino in the refrigerator and took my latte into my bedroom. For two hours, I worked on my biology and chemistry homework. Bored, I then went upstairs to the gym and worked out, pushing myself until sweat drenched my tank right through.

After showering, I laid in bed fully nude, watching a video of a 19-year-old black-haired guy fucking the throat of a 7-year-old brown-haired boy. The boy's face was red, as were his eyes from the lack of oxygen. The squelching sounds of his throat being abused was driving me insane. I wanted so badly to jack off, to blow a load because I hadn't in three days. But I saved it, hoping that I would get a chance to play with Victor that evening.

When I saw the McLachlan's headlights flash across my window, I quickly put my bathrobe on and went out into the kitchen. There, I went my hair at the kitchen sink.

Five minutes later, when I was chopping a banana into a bowl of bran flakes, there was a knock at the basement door. So I called for them to come down.

"Hi, Kev," Pat greeted as she came down, Victor right behind. "You just got out of the shower?"

"Yeah," I replied, making a show of opening my robe the slightest bit. "Had a good lifting session upstairs."

"Oh. That's... that's nice. Victor was wondering if he could do his homework with you. I told him you'd be busy with your own, but he's a persistent little guy."

"I don't mind," I responded. "I'm almost done my own. Half a chapter of chemistry to go."

"Well, Victor doesn't have much, so you boys can play video games when he's done. But he has to be upstairs at 8:45 for bed."

"No problem, Pat. What kind of work you have to do, V?"

Upbeat, Victor sat on a stool at the island and answered, "I'm almost done my math assignment and I have to read chapter three of science."

"Both subjects that I excelled at when I was your age," I told the boy with a smile. "How was the movie?"

"It was so awesome!" Victor said enthusiastically. "And funny!"

Pat giggled at her son, and told me, "Feel free to send him up if he doesn't do his work."

As Pat climbed the stairs, I sat on the stool beside the sexy boy. I had made sure to keep the robe belt quite loose, so the terry cloth opened. Victor was not shy to turn his head and look down at my five inches of half-hard uncut dick. I continued to eat my cereal and look down at Victor's mathematic division questions.

I sensed Victor was way too focused on my dick, so I told him, "If you finish your work quickly, we can watch more porn in my room."

"Okay!" Victor was quick to agree.

Ten minutes later, I looked over Victor's math sheet. He had done two of the forty equations incorrectly, so I had him redo them. He begrudgingly agreed.

Another fifteen minutes later, when Victor finished chapter three of his science textbook, I asked him, "Can you tell me how metals are made magnetic?"

"By- umm... by currents of electricity."

"That's good!" I said happily. "Shall we go into my room then? Pack your books away, my sexy boy."

While putting his books into his backpack, Victor shyly asked, "You really think I'm sexy?"

Leaning against the hallway wall, and softly smiling, I told the blonde, "V, you are the sexiest, most beautiful, most gorgeous person I have ever seen. A hundred times more beautiful than Brittany."

Victor smiled very cutely, focusing on his backpack a little too much. His adorable face was reddening rapidly, as were the tips of his ears.

Entering my bedroom with Victor right on my heels, I told him, "Take all your clothes off, V."

I threw my robe into my laundry basket, and sat on the edge of my queen-sized bed. I kept my legs wide open, and leaned back. Victor was enamoured with my firm, slightly furry body. His green eyes traveled over the expanse of my tan skin, obviously appreciative of the sight.

"You don't know what you do to me, V," I said to the boy huskily. "You're still fully dressed, but you're making my dick so hard right now."

Victor's eyes flitted down to my crotch. He watched, breathless, as my cock throbbed with my heartbeat over my low-hanging balls.

"Get naked, baby," I said, turning my body and lying down.

I watched Victor. His pulled his green tee over his head, exposing his tiny and tight little pale body. His pink nipples called to me for attention. His outy belly button was so cute and so sexy.

"Fffuck," I breathed, wanting so badly to touch my steel-hard prick. "You're so god damned sexy, V."

Victor smiled a very small, very tight shy smile while his face continued to darken to a shade of red. He then shyly unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped them. My heart was already racing, but it began beating so hard that I thought it would jump out of my chest.

When he stood there in nothing but his little white briefs, I said, "Fuck. Come look at how much pre-cum you're making my dick make."

Victor quickly hopped up onto my bed. He kneeled on my right, at my hip. I merely pointed my turgid member up, showing the little boy the huge drop of clear liquid dripping down my thick shaft.

Wiping the pre-cum on my finger, I asked, "You want to taste it?"

Transfixed on my prick, Victor nodded his head minutely. So I brought my wet finger to his mouth. Victor was not shy in sucking on the tip, and sucking on it hard.

"Mmmm," the little blonde moaned.

"You like that, baby?" I asked when Victor took my finger out of his mouth. "Come on. Lay down and take your underwear off."

Victor laid down right beside me, our arms fully touching. He reached both hands down and slid his briefs down. His two inch uncut nail was throbbing, his foreskin covering most of the red head. The sight made yet another huge drop of pre-cum ooze out of my cock.

"Damn, you got a nice cock, baby."

Victor smiled shyly again, then asked, "Why do you call me 'baby'?"

"Because you are sexy as fuck," I answered, stroking my palm over his tight little chest. "Because I want you."

Victor smiled wider. Then he turned onto his side and laid his own hand on the patch of fur decorating the middle of my muscular chest. It felt so good to have Victor feeling me up, exploring my body.

I lifted my phone off the bed and played a video. I held the device up above our faces. Victor and I watched a 30-year-old man lying on his back with a 9-year-old boy straddling his hips and bent forward. Both were completely naked, in a heavy make-out session, with the man's 7 inch dick pressed against the crack of the boy's ass.

Victor's breathing became heavy, and his eyes were studiously focused on the kiddy porn. He reached his right hand down and gripped his 2 inch boy nail.

While he watched the man's cock gliding up and down the boy's crack, Victor asked, "Is he fucking him?"

"No. He just likes the feeling of the boy's ass crack on his cock."

"Hmm," Victor hummed.

I reached my free hand down and began slowly stroking my own leaking dick. Victor moved his head further down into the pillow and watched my hand manipulating my foreskin up and down.

"Mmm," I moaned exaggeratedly. "Fuck. That feels so good."

This excited the sexy little boy even more. He continued to watch my hand jerk my cock, and his jacked his own furiously. It was so fucking hot, I felt the cum churning in my big balls. And then I was heaven, beyond excited, because Victor asked something. Something that I was not expecting.

"What's it feel like to play with somebody else's- cock?"

With a gentle smile, I turned head toward the little boy and replied, "If you ever want to do something, all you have to do is ask. If you want to jack my cock, ask. If you want to suck my cock, ask. If you want me to suck your cock, ask. If you want to finger fuck my ass again, ask. I would love to do anything with you, baby."

"Okay," Victor said with a shy smile. "Can I- can I jack your cock?"

"Fuck yeah," I answered breathily. "Play with my dick all you want, V."

Victor sat up, so I hit the Home button on my phone. As the little tyke kneeled between my knees, I opened the camera app and began recording in landscape mode. Victor tentatively reached for my rigid dick, but the excitement and wonder was evident on his face.

The second Victor gripped my thick cock in his tiny hand, which couldn't even wrap fully around my girth, I hummed appreciatively. His lips quirked to the side in a minute smile. His hand went up, sliding my foreskin over my head, which caused me to hum even more.

"Oh my god," I moaned softly. "How's that big cock feel, baby?"

Victor looked directly at my phone, and smiled and answered, "It's so cool!"

"Yeah?" I asked the boy as the stroked my dick faster. "Fuck. You handle my cock so good, babe."

"It's so big," Victor said quietly, shyly, eying my prick like it was the most heavenly object.

"Yeah? Why don't you scoop more pre-cum and taste it for me, baby?"

Victor smiled jovially. But he released my cock, swirled his fingertip around the pointy head, and brought his wet finger to his lips.

"Mmmm," the little blonde moaned while sucking the sweet nectar off his finger.

"Fuck, that's so hot," I said while watching the tyke through my phone. "Tell me how much you like my pre-cum, baby."

"It's sweet," Victor said wondrously. "Not as good as your real cum but it's good. Can- can you lick my butt? Like in- in the video?"

Shocked, and a million times more hungry, I asked, "You want me to eat your ass, baby?"

"Yeah!" Victor said excitedly. "Can you do that?"

Huskily, I responded, "Fuck, I'd love to eat you out, baby."

I remained recording the sexy naked boy, but stood from my bed. I pulled Victor to the edge of the bed where he kneeled on all fours. I put my phone in front of me, recording Victor's cute and plump ass from every angle. I then brought my phone closer, getting perfect images of Victor's pink, puckered hole.

"Fuck, your ass is perfect."

I inserted my phone into the clamp-style phone holder on a small tripod, pointed the camera at us. I made a show of caressing Victor's firm, little ass, and planting sweet kisses to each cheek.

"You like your ass being played with, baby?"

"Y-yeah, it's awesome!"

This made me happy. So happy that my dick throbbed, begging for attention. I ignored my cock, but touched the tip of my tongue to Victor's little ball sac.

"Oooh!" Victor cooed happily.

I wiggled my tongue, lapping at the tiny testicles. I then slowly drove my tongue up, licking Victor's crack. Victor squirmed slightly, and made more happy noises. He moaned louder when my tongue met his tight little pucker.

"Awww that's awesome."

"Tell me how much you like my tongue on your hole, baby."

"Some more. Some more please."

I was only too obliging. I smacked my tongue in my mouth, enjoying the taste of ripe boy ass. I brought my face back to Victor's crack and reacquainted my tongue with his hole. Victor squirmed more, moaning as my tongue played with his pink pucker.

"Your ass tastes so good, baby."

"Mmm. Again. Lick my butt, Kev."

I happily attached my lips to Victor's crack, right over his tight hole, and sucked. As I did so, I swiped the flat of my tongue up and down, and side to side, giving the pucker as much attention as I could.

I ate Victor's small ass for a long time. I don't even know how long. But after a while, I reached my right hand under him and grabbed his two inch boy nail between my thumb and forefinger. I jerked the uncut cocklet while continuing to eat him out. I was in fucking heaven. His ass was so fucking delicious, all musky and sweet.

Victor then cried, "Something's happening with my dick, Kev."

I took my mouth off Victor's ass to tell him, "Just let it happen, baby. You'll love it."

I did not stop jerking Victor's tiny cock, and brought my mouth back onto his little ass. I pressed my tongue firmer, and the very tip pushed past the pink pucker.

"Aw! Aw! Aw!" Victor moaned, his dicklet twitching in my grip.

Knowing that Victor was having a dry cum, possibly his very first, burned a new fire inside of me. I drove my tongue deeper into his ass. My tongue was tired as hell, but I wanted to tongue fuck the blonde boy as much as possible. I stopped jerking Victor's nail, and used both of my big hands to spread his ass cheeks further apart. This granted my tongue deeper access into his fucking tight hole.

"Oh my god," Victor groaned. "Oh my god."

Half my tongue was buried deep inside Victor, and it tasted even more delicious, which I didn't know was possible.

Victor moaned, "Aw! Aw! Argh!" as I wiggled my tongue in his ass.

I tore my face out of Victor's crack and breathlessly said, "You have the tastiest ass I've ever eaten, baby."

Victor fell down to his chest, breathless as well, and rested. So I picked him up, laid us down with my head on a pillow and his on my arm. I grabbed my phone off the tripod and pointed the back camera at our faces. Victor giggled cutely, knowing that he was being recorded.

"How was that, baby?" I asked my little lover.

"I can't wait to do that again," Victor said shyly. "What happened to my dick?"

"That was an orgasm."

"Orgasm?"

"Yeah. Remember that day you ate my cum? My cum was my orgasm. It feels fucking good to have cum shoot out of your dick. Guys, you just witnessed my lover's first ever dry cum."

"Dry cum?"

"You're too young to make cum, so your orgasms are dry. You just had a dry cum."

"Oh. Can I jack you off again? I really want to eat your cum again."

I smiled at the boy, then turned back to the camera and winked. I then reattached my phone to the tripod and pointed it at is on the bed. I had Victor stand over my head and kneel down, his ass right in front of me. Victor didn't even need to be told to reach for cock. He gripped my shaft, and licked the copious amount of pre-cum right off the head.

"Jesus Christ," I seethed, not expecting that amount of pleasure from my little lover.

I immediately buried my face in Victor's ass again. I wasted no time in sinking my tongue deep into the blonde boy's hole and tongue fucking him mercilessly. Victor reciprocated by jerking my cock furiously. He was so talented, and had me on the edge of orgasm within seconds.

I removed my tongue from the tight pucker and, without warning, stuck the tip of my middle finger inside.

"Aww!" Victor cried, not unhappily, and stopped manipulating my prick. "Ow."

Slowly inserting more of my finger inside, I asked, "Want me to stop, baby?"

"It's just weird," Victor said simply.

My finger was fully inside Victor's extremely tight hole when I asked, "Do you want me to stop?"

"Umm... no."

"Well work my dick some more, baby. Your ass feels so fucking good around my finger."

Victor resumed stroking my cock with the same fervour as before. Pre-cum oozed out, making wet faps resound from my foreskin. I slowly pulled my finger out, and sunk it back inside.

"Do you like my finger fucking your ass, baby?"

"I- I don't know."

I used my other hand and pinched Victor's still hard cocklet. Victor responded by whimpering in pleasure. I smiled to myself, and sped up my finger fuck. I fingered Victor's tight little hole so fast that my arm was basically a jackhammer. I continued jacking Victor's tiny cock, and he miraculously did not go soft. He was born to bottom for a grown man.

Close to cumming, I pushed Victor off of me and grabbed my phone. I straddled the blonde's chest, to which he needed no instruction in gripping my dick once again. He looked up, deep into my brown eyes, as he jacked me off. I kept my phone pointed at him, recording the little guy stroking my cock with purpose.

"You ready for my hot cum, baby?" I breathlessly asked.

Victor simply smiled, and gripped my prick tighter. I pushed my head back and grunted. I quickly looked back down in time see a big spurt of white cum erupt and decorate Victor's face from his lips to his hair. The second volley hit his yellow brow and splashed with how hard it flew out.

Six more spurts of cum later, Victor's face was completely covered in my seed. If surely was a sight to behold. I took my dick and smacked it gently on his plump lips.

"How'd you like your first facial, baby?"

"I wanted to eat it," Victor replied with a gentle laugh.

I laughed as well, and pointed the camera at myself and said, "I think he liked it, guys. Just 10-years-old and a total cum whore."

So I replaced my phone on the tripod and laid down on my side with Victor. I swiped some cum off his face and fed it to the boy. He hungrily ate all offerings, with soft moans. I saved the last fingerful for myself.

After wiping the boy's face with a tissue, I asked, "Want me to jack you off again?"

"Yeah."

Fondling Victor's little nail and balls, I asked, "Do you like playing with me, baby?"

"Mm-hmm!" Victor answered, squirming in pleasure.

"What do you like about me?"

"You're tall. And you have big muscles. And your eyes."

Surprised, and properly jacking his dicklet, I asked, "You like my eyes? What do you like about them?"

"I- I don't know. They're pretty."

"Boy, you're making me fall in love with you."

"Kev."

"Do you like my dick?"

"Yeah!"

"Yeah? What do you like about my dick?"

"It's big. And hairy. And gives me cum."

"You love cum, don't you?"

"Mm-hmm! Yours."

"And you will eat my cum any time I tell you to, right?"

"Mm-hmm! Mm-hmm!"

"Is it okay if I kiss you on the mouth now, baby?"

"Mm-hmm!"

Victor's lips were so thick for a child, and so soft. He was not a good kisser, but not bad either. A natural, who I would be teaching. His right arm snaked under my ribs and held me closely. He was so affectionate, and I couldn't help but to feel a fondness.

Less than a minute later, Victor whimpered and moaned into my mouth. His hips moved up and down. His little dick spasmed in my fingers. It was so hot.

I detached our lips and whispered, "You are too sexy, baby."

"Hmm," Victor hummed, eyes closed.

I was surprised when the little boy turned onto his side and laid his arm on my waist. His forehead was pressed against my chest, which I found endearing and adorable. Within seconds, his breathing was shallow, and his body was completely relaxed. He was asleep. I laughed very quietly, but pressed a kiss to his sweaty forehead.

I grabbed my phone, and showed the camera the boy sleeping and snuggling up to me. I moved the camera downward, and showed it my other hand groping Victor's plump, round ass.

"Some day soon I am going to fuck this perfect ass," I whispered to the camera. "But for now, I hope you enjoyed this jackoff sesh. Bye, guys."

I finally stopped recording. The device showed me that the video was 37 minutes in length, and that the time was 8:22pm. So I opened the Mail app, hit the Compose button, and brought up the group I named Business Class.

'Hey guys,
New video featuring my landlords son, who is 10 years of age. It features him jacking me off, me eating him out, fucking him with my finger, and giving him his first facial. A real treat for you guys, it shows his first ever dry cum.
I will e-mail the 37min long video to any and all who EFT me $20!
Kev'

After hitting the Send button, I nudged Victor and said, "Wake up, baby. Only for a second to dress up, okay?"

"Mmm!" Victor adorably complained groggily. "Why?"

"Just to dress back up and then we can cuddle some more."

I helped Victor gather his clothing and dress him. He was dressed in less than twenty seconds, and laid back down. So I went over to my tall chest of drawers and dressed in a blue tee and black shorts.

"Sleep tight, my sexy boy," I whispered while sidling up to the sleeping boy.

Victor inched ever closer to me, and nuzzled his forehead to my chest. Filled with adoration, I kissed the blonde hair and relaxed with him.

At 8:41pm, I carried Victor bridal style with his backpack on my arm. The side of his head was pressed against my pectoral, and his whole body was totally lax.

"He fell asleep while we were watching The Amazing Spider-Man," I told Pat, who was taking freshly baked muffins out of the tin.

"Awww," she cooed and grabbed her phone.

"Don't tag me when you post photos," I pleaded. "I don't want my bros seeing that I'm actually not an asshole."

to be continued.


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