Date: Tue, 25 Mar 2003 05:02:28 -0500 From: David Smith Subject: The Secret World of Boys, Part One The Secret Lives of Boys (part one) (M/b/b anal, oral) By twofoldman@hotmail.com WARNING: This story contains graphic depictions of sex between an adult male and minor boys. Please do not continue if you find this offensive, if you are underage or if this type of story is illegal where you live. ____________________ Being the local stud in a neighborhood full of horny boys isn't easy, and it's nothing I ever thought I would become. To look at me I'm nothing special. 52, 240 pounds, 5'11". I used to be in pretty great shape when I was younger from playing a lot of football, and even though I went soft a long time ago, I'm still pretty solid. My hair isn't completely gray yet, although it's getting there. I keep it in a short crew cut for that reason. It's one of the only vanities that I have about myself. I have to admit, the idea of little boys being sexually aware of me has always turned me on, even long before I ever acted on it. In particular I used to wonder how interested a small boy would be in my large cock, which is big even by adult standards, eight solid inches when fully erect, and nearly seven inches around in the middle. Hanging down over my big nuts, I always thought my dick looked like a big cannon, and I would often imagine a small boy exploring it. In the years I worked as a phys ed teacher in the local elementary school, I would sit in my office after class and watch through the window that looked out into the locker room and, beyond, the shower area, and I would watch all the naked little boys crowd into the steamy shower room. I would stare at their soft, slick bodies and imagine parading bare-assed right out among them and taking my place in the shower room, allowing their eyes to feast on my adult nakedness. For years I toyed with the idea, content with undressing to my briefs inside the office while the boys were changing. I would watch as they nervously tried to look and tried not to look, and I would imagine pulling down the front of my briefs and allowing my cock to flop out into view. All those years and all those boys, and still it was just a fantasy until finally I got up enough nerve to expose myself. It was on an afternoon I was with my fourth graders. I deliberately ended the period a little early that day, sending the boys into the locker room to shower and change. After they had all stripped and charged into the shower area, I gave them enough time to get wet, and I stripped out of my blue polo shirt and gray shorts, grabbed a towel, and strode buck naked into the showers. The rambunctious boys fell silent as I walked into the steamy tiled room. "What's wrong guys, you never saw a grown man naked before?" I cracked, eliciting nervous laughter from them, and I set about soaping my body. I could feel their eyes stealing glances at my hairy body and large, dangling manhood. It was all I could do to keep from getting hard, and as I casually glanced around at all the naked little boys, I could see that some of them had sprung boners already, tiny stiff pegs jutting out between their shiny slick legs. I turned away to hide my growing erection, but got an even bigger charge out of casually turning around and putting it on full display for the boys. I even leaned back and let it stick right out, tall and proud and harder than I could ever remember. Some of the boys were even close enough to touch it if they had reached out, but of course none of them dared. Satisfied, I quickly finished my shower and returned to the office, my cock deflated but still large and full. After the bell rung and the locker room emptied, I masturbated myself to one of the most intense climaxes I had ever experienced. Little did I know what I had started. All those years, my fantasies about boys were vague and unformed. I thought about touching their bodies, them touching me, them sucking me, me fucking them. I had never even had anal sex with a woman, let alone a man, and certainly never a young boy. But stepping into the shower that day, I knew something would happen. I had taken that first step toward making the fantasy a reality, and I knew eventually I would have what I wanted. I just didn't know how soon I would be introduced to the secret world of boys. Being a teacher at the school gave me a certain responsibility in my community. Everybody knew me, and I was well liked and trusted. The parents knew I was a widower and they never questioned why I never remarried. Kids played in my yard all the time, and nobody was ever suspicious of me. The truth was, they had no real reason to be. Even though I fantasized about boys, I had made up my mind that I would never force myself on any of them, and although my little stunt in the shower room was a little aggressive on my part, I was merely giving them something to think about. The day of my initiation into man/boy sex came just a few short days after I showed off to the boys in the locker room. It was a sunny Saturday morning, and I was out doing yard work, wearing a pair of shorts and a tight tank top that barely covered my round belly. Suddenly the door to the tall fence in my back yard swung open, and two neighborhood boys bounded in. Mark, the older one, was 9 years old and was one of the boys whom I had recently paraded my cock in front of. The other was a younger kid, Kyle. Kyle wasn't from our neighborhood, but I knew he spent time with Mark's parents a lot. I thought he might be Mark's cousin, and I guessed him to be about 6. Mark was a cute little kid with light brown hair, while Kyle was blondehaired and a little shy. Mark yelled out to me when they came in and I waved as they scrambled over to me. "What are you boys up to this morning?" I asked. "We came to see you, Mr. Smith!" answered Mark, and Kyle smiled shyly at me. God were they cute. When I thought about Mark seeing me buck naked in the shower, I started to get a chubby. "I'm doing some yard work today boys, if you hang around here I'm gonna put you to work" I warned. "Sure, can we help?" Mark asked. "What about you, Kyle? Is that OK with you, too?" I asked. The boy just shook his head. "You're kind of shy, aren't you?" I said. He nodded again, blushing. It was settled. I put the boys to work picking up the clippings from my hedges. While they worked, I started pruning the low branches of a backyard tree. While reaching high above my head with the pruning shears, I looked over and caught the boys looking at me. They were grinning and whispering to me. Suddenly I became very aware that my shirt had lifted up, exposing the bottom of my hairy belly, and my shorts were clinging tightly to my large balls. Squinting from the sun, I lowered my right arm and casually groped myself, scratching my nuts. The boys giggled, and I winked at them, returning to my pruning. "Get back to work!" I yelled, playfully. "Yes, sir!" they piped back. It was a fleeting moment, but it told me volumes about the awareness of the boys. They were definitely checking me out, and I can't say I wasn't excited about it. I had the boys pile up the short branches I clipped from the tree, and then told them we'd take a break. I ushered them into the house for some cold drinks. I poured lemonade for the boys and they sat at the counter in my kitchen. I took another bold step by walking into the small closet I had turned into a bathroom off the kitchen. I left the door wide open, and in full view of the boys, pulled down the front of my shorts and took a leak while they watched. I saw Mark giggle quietly and nudge Kyle, who blushed and giggled too. I grinned at the boys and tugged on it a little extra after I was done, flopping it up and down before putting it away and flushing. I quickly washed my hands and walked back over to the boys. "You boys like lookin' at that, dontcha?" I kidded, ruffling Kyle's hair. They laughed and Mark spoke up first. "I told Kyle how you showed us the other day in school! I couldn't believe you took off all your clothes, Mr. Smith!" "Well that's not so unusual, is it? Sometimes I get sweaty too during class, and I need to take a shower." Mark wasn't buying it. "Mr. Orville never takes off his clothes!" He had a point. I shrugged it off though. "Well I guess he never gets real sweaty, that's all." "Kyle wanted to see it, too! That's why we came over here" Mark blurted. Kyle immediately gaped and spoke up for the first time that day. "No I didn't!" he whined, embarrassed. His face was crimson red, and he bit his lower lip. "Now Mark, boys are naturally curious about a man's body. It's nothing Kyle has to be ashamed of. Almost every boy is curious about stuff like that." There was a moment of awkward silence as they sipped their lemonade, and then Mark spoke up again. "So are you gonna show him or not?" he laughed. "Well you both saw it just a minute ago. Wasn't that enough?" I asked, feigning indifference. Mark disagreed. "Nooo! The other day you had all your clothes off, and it got real big all by itself!" I was nervous as hell. I knew where this was going, and I knew I would take it as far as the boys would allow. God, it was almost as if they knew what they were doing to me. I stood up, already feeling a distinct firmness in my dick. "Kyle, do you really want to see it hard like that?" I asked quietly. He looked up at me shyly and nodded, still biting his lip. "And bare naked!" exclaimed Mark. I laughed out loud at the expression `bare naked'. I carefully thought it over for a few seconds. What was I going to do next? Would I allow this to continue, or put a stop to it before I went too far? I looked down at the boys. They seemed so innocent and genuine, and yet.there was something else, too. An awareness, a certain knowledge that I didn't think was possible at that age. "Wait here," I said. I went outside and crossed the yard, latching the gate. Then I came back inside and closed the back door, locking it at the knob. The boys were silent and wide-eyed. "Come on and let's go upstairs" I said. They followed me, and I led them into my bedroom. I sat down on the edge of the bed and the boys stood in front of me, expectantly. I could see little boners in their shorts, tenting the fronts. I took a deep breath. "Are you boys sure about this?" I asked quietly. I was used to being confident and in charge with children, but that was unexplored territory, and I was startled at how soft my voice sounded. The boys nodded. "Will you really show us?" Mark asked, breathlessly. I was at the point of no return. I had waited for this moment for so long, and now I could not believe it was finally here. I could still take the boys back downstairs, explain to them that such contact between adults and children was not acceptable to most people and I could not grant their wish. Instead, I stood. I removed my shirt and tossed it onto a nearby chair. Then, I slipped my shorts down over my thighs, allowing my semi-erect cock to flop out. My shorts dropped to my ankles and I stepped out of them, kicking them aside. I stood before the boys, completely revealed to their wide, hungry eyes. There was no turning back now. "There it is," I said huskily. I sat back down on the bed and leaned back, allowing them to watch in awe as my penis, untouched, reached full erection before their very eyes. Before I could react, Mark began to undress. I didn't know what to say, or if I could even say anything at this point. "Go ahead" he whispered to the still hesitant Kyle, who quickly followed. In moments they were nude as well. All my inhibitions fell away when I saw the trembling excitement of the boys. They fell into my arms, both of them planting small kisses on my face. I pulled them back into the bed with me. Their hands immediately went to my cock, and I groaned out loud as this forbidden act unfolded. I no longer cared about anything but these two boys exploring my body. Kyle whispered to Mark "Look how big it is!" "Told you" Mark murmured, caressing my balls while Kyle jerked up and down on my dick. I marveled at how small his hand was on my shaft. He barely had a grip on it, his small fingers not even coming close to reaching around. It made my cock look ten times bigger than it already was. What man wouldn't be excited by that? I was astonished at how they took charge of the situation, playing with my body without even thinking of asking for permission. They just knew it was alright. They knew I was theirs. Kyle was still a little shy, although obviously as interested as Mark was. He took his cues from the older boy, and Mark's confidence rubbed off on him. My hands played in each boy's hair as they stroked me, and I gently pulled their heads toward my erection. They kissed all over the pulsing shaft, causing me to groan again, and when Mark opened wide and took the glans into his mouth, I felt like I was in heaven. Not only was this the realization of many years of fantasizing, but it was also the first real sexual contact I had had since my wife had passed away years prior. The length and width of my cock seemed impossible for the boys. Mark slipped his mouth down far enough to engulf the first few inches of my penis, but when Kyle tried, he could barely fit the head inside his tiny mouth. They giggled as they took turns sucking on my rod, drooling their saliva all over it and slurping the tip as my cock throbbed in happiness. Finally, from sheer excitement rather than much expertise from the boys, I felt myself slipping toward ejaculation, so I gently stopped their play, sitting up slightly and pulling them up to my face to share kisses with each of them. Mark kissed me aggressively, shoving his tongue in my mouth, but Kyle was more timid and reserved. I needed to put him at ease. I rolled onto my side, lying Kyle gently down on his back where I could caress his soft, smooth body. Mark knelt behind me, reached around my hip and jerked on my dick while I touched Kyle all over, my hands sliding into the soft contour of his groin. Lust surged through my body as I allowed myself to give in to my long-suppressed urges to touch a young boy in this way. My fingertips slid over his tiny erection, down into the cleft between his legs and along his inner thigh. He giggled as I touched this sensitive area, tickling him gently. We both smiled. Marks hand left my dick and slid over my belly, feeling the hair that covered me. He ended up stroking my wide chest, indulging himself in his own lust and enjoyment of my body. Was this really happening to me? I wrapped my arm around Kyle and rolled onto my back, rolling him over onto my chest. Mark climbed between my legs and resumed sucking on the end of my cock while I kissed with Kyle, enjoying his sweet, soft lips. The hard peg of his cock poked into my belly, and his legs sprawled on either side of me. While we kissed, I could feel Mark's lips and tongue pleasuring my cock. I had no idea how far the boys had really gone, or where they had learned how to do these things in bed, but for now I did not question it. I just went with the moment. I was about to find out just how experienced they were. Suddenly I felt Mark's tongue leave the tip of my cock and Kyle sighed breathily. I lifted my head over Kyle's shoulder and was astonished to see Mark's face buried in Kyle's behind. He was licking Kyle's ass! His hand was still gripping my cock, stroking it erratically up and down while he licked Kyle. Christ, this kid was talented! Kyle whimpered in lust and ground his groin into my belly in pleasure when suddenly Mark pulled Kyle downwards by his hips. Kyle's face slipped away from me slightly as he slid down my chest, and Mark pushed my penis into the moist cleft of Kyle's small buttocks. Here he continued to lick my cock and Kyle's ass, pleasuring us both at once. He positioned the head of my dick near Kyle's anus, licking frantically from one to the other in long, sloppy strokes. What the hell, I thought. I reached down and pulled Kyle up my body once again until his groin was in my face. My tongue licked over his genitals and he wriggled in delight. I felt slick, wet pressure on my cock and looked around Kyle's hip to see Mark straddling my cock, letting it slip between his buttocks as he rode over it back and forth. I returned my attention to Kyle, licking up and down on his cock and balls. He was so small I could have engulfed everything at the same time. But my curiosity was elsewhere. Gradually I worked up the nerve to slip my tongue farther below his balls until he was sliding his ass back and forth over my mouth. When I heard that boy cry out in sheer delight, I thought I would shoot right then and there, especially with Mark sliding over my dick. I began to pleasure Kyle in earnest, wiggling my tongue and prodding at his hole. It was clean and smelled sweet, like the light sweat of a young boy. An entirely new world was opening up to me, unknown and forbidden. The boys touched some deep lust inside of me, something I had tried to keep hidden for so many years and would only entertain while masturbating. My mind was whirling with dizzying thoughts as my previously unformed desires began to crystallize and manifest themselves. I became more forceful as I ate Kyle's ass, plunging my tongue at the boy's hole until I felt the tiny opening yielding ever so slightly, allowing me to push the tip of my tongue inside. Kyle sighed in ecstasy as I inhaled the sweet scent of this secret place on his beautiful body. My reverie was broken as I felt Mark's stimulation of my cock change. I realized the suctioning sensation I was feeling was Mark bouncing up and down on the tip of my rod, teasing the opening of his own hole. Again I was confused. Should I stop him? Would he hurt himself? I thought of the size of my cock, so large that the boys had a hard time fitting their mouths over it. How much more impossible would it be for their tiny anuses to accept the girth of my manhood, not to mention its length? This was dangerous. If my cock ruptured Mark's anus, not only would he be hurt, but this would all come out into the open and I would more than likely go to prison. I continued to lick Kyle's hole, but paid cautious attention to what Mark was doing. I could hear him gasping for breath and grunting in the throes of what were clearly pangs of agony. Or was it ecstasy? I expected him to give up, but before I could think any further, I felt his sphincter give, and the head of my cock slipped inside, the incredibly tight band of muscle clamping down behind the flare of my glans like a vice. I groaned and slipped Kyle out of the way so I could look at Mark. His eyes were squeezed shut in concentration, and he looked like at any moment he would scream out, and I reached down to encircle his waist with my hands, attempting to ease out of his hole. His hand quickly clapped onto my wrist. "Wait! Hold still!" he gasped through clenched teeth. I looked at Kyle, who was staring at Mark with wide, curious eyes. "It's too big, Mark!" Kyle said. "SHHH!" Mark gasped again. I saw the mask of pain slip gradually from his face, and he sank down onto my organ another inch. I caressed his chest and belly as he remained frozen over my lap, the tip of my pulsing dick embedded inside of him. He raised up until it slipped out, the relief on his face obvious, and my spirits fell slightly. The promise of the intense pleasure that Mark's ass could offer me was irresistible, and even though I knew it was impossible for his body to accept my organ, I had been hoping. But then Mark spit into his hand, added more saliva to my cock, and pushed it back inside. This time he had to exert less pressure, and his lips drew into a small O of sensation as I slipped inside of him. He pushed down and even more of my cock went inside of him. He raised up, then slid back down. It felt like he had nearly half of my cock in him. A crooked smile came over his face as he lifted himself up again, and he looked down at me, sliding back down my cock and taking great pleasure in the groan his movements elicited from me. This little boy was riding my big cock, and loving it. I looked down between his legs and gasped at the sight. The exposed length of my shaft looked so thick compared to his legs, and it was actually partially inside of him! I flexed my hips, pushing upwards into the boy, and he sighed in pleasure. He rode me ever so slowly, crying out whenever my cock would twitch involuntarily, swelling and stretching his hole even tighter. His movements were erratic and the sensation for me was maddening. Finally I couldn't take it any more. I had to gain control. I effortlessly lifted the boy off of my cock and laid him back on the bed. Kyle moved aside to make room, and Mark's legs instinctively pulled backwards. Kneeling in front of him, I guided my cock to his hole again, which was now gaping wide open. It still had to stretch to let me back inside, and I mounted him to where half of my massive cock was inside of him. It seemed the limit of what he could accommodate, and I wasn't going to push it. It was enough. The sight of my big monster entering his tiny butthole was almost enough to make me lose it right there. It was everything I had ever fantasized about. I started out slowly, stroking in and out of him at a deliberate pace that was just about what Mark had done when he was on top. The difference was, I kept it very steady and rhythmic, allowing both of our pleasure to build. Maybe I could teach these two tigers a thing or two after all. I had to put forth a conscious effort not to shoot my load too soon, because I was excited enough to lose it. The feeling was unreal. Mark's ass was unbelievably snug around my cock, and I was so hard it felt like I'd never go soft again. Soon I had picked up the pace, fucking into him faster and faster. Mark's cries lured me closer and closer to my orgasm, but I held off as best I could. I was unsure as to what to expect from this, and I didn't want to blow it too soon. Could I get the boy off this way? Could boys his age even experience an orgasm? Was climax his objective, or was he just waiting for me to come? As I mulled these questions over in my mind, Mark answered all of them very suddenly. His gasps quickly reached a rising crescendo, and I felt him shudder, his anus clamping down spastically on my rigid cock. Kyle giggled as Mark groaned loudly, filling the room with his intense "AWWWWW!" I watched, fascinated, as he wriggled in the throes of his climax, his stiff little penis twitching. And then just as quickly as it had come, it was gone. My movements immediately caused him to cringe in overload, and he pushed my hips away from him, disengaging my organ from his body. Kyle fell on him, tickling the older boy by grabbing his penis. Mark easily fought him off, giggling as they wrestled. "He made me come!" Mark laughed, making a naughty face at Kyle. They both looked up at me and laughed as little boys do when they share a naughty secret. Suddenly Kyle exclaimed "Me too!" and rolled on all fours, pushing his behind toward my still- aching cock. I pulled his hips firmly into my groin, allowing my cock to rest in the crack of his ass. It looked like a ten-pound hot dog laying inside a miniature bun. His moist hole was a tiny dot, my cock looming over it like a drainpipe. There was no fucking way I was going to penetrate Kyle. But then Mark was there alongside my hip, pushing his face into Kyle's ass again and licking his hole. His saliva soaked my balls as well in his efforts, and Kyle "ooooo"ed and "ahhhhh"ed in pleasure. Finally Mark sucked on my erection briefly, coating it with his slippery spit, before guiding it to Kyle's hole. I backed up to allow the tip to brush against the small boy's anus. I was now greedy with lust. Even if I could only get the head inside, I would fuck the boy until I shot my load. After screwing Mark's ass, I needed to get off bad. Mark used his fingers to penetrate Kyle's hole, stretching it wide enough for the tip of my glans to nudge inside. Kyle took it like a trooper, but when my head finally squeezed tightly inside, he cried out in anguish. "Pull back" instructed Mark, and I did, my rod bouncing free of the boy's hole. Kyle shuddered in pain and Mark slopped on his hole again, lubing him up even more. Then I aimed at the boy's hole again and pushed. This time was a little easier, and Mark told me to pull out again. We repeated this several times until Kyle could take the head of my dick without crying out. The sight was incredible, the monstrous girth of my cock pushing the boy's hole so wide. I managed to get the upper third of my cock inside of him and then held it there patiently while Mark licked eagerly at my shaft and Kyle's hole. Finally I started to screw him. I used the same technique as on Mark, starting out slowly and then working him up gradually until I was plunging in and out quickly. Mark held my dangling balls and grasped at the slippery length cock that would not fit inside of Kyle. These boys were so fucking hot. Like I did with Mark, I pulled out and then rolled Kyle onto his back. Kyle was even more limber than Mark, his legs effortlessly folding back until his feet were behind his ears. His anus was a gaping hole waiting for my attention. I plunged back inside of him without a single thought, penetrating him to the depth he had previously accepted. He sighed loudly in his pleasure. Mark lay down next to him and rubbed his body while I resumed thrusting into him. Tentatively, I plunged even further inside. Kyle winced, but no more. I was so deep inside of him, more than half my cock was buried. He had taken as much of my cock as Mark did, although he was much smaller and tighter. I was so glad I had held out for this tiny hole. I was delirious over the sensation, and I watched with greedy, lustful eyes as my large organ plowed into the boy, my coarse pubic hair clinging to his wet hairless skin on every down stroke, his hole stretched tight as a drum around my manhood. Kyle's climax was much easier to anticipate. His rhythmic gasps were in perfect time with my thrusts, and he was much more vocal than Mark. I couldn't believe this was the same shy six- year-old who had bounced into my back yard just a few hours ago. He was like a little sex animal now as I penetrated him, his hands sliding all over my hairy forearms and his cries begging me for more. I felt him slipping into his orgasm, his hole pushing firmly down on my penis as if to expel it from his body. But I was too hard for this to happen, and I humped him even faster than before, not wanting to be left behind this time. Kyle's eyes flew open so wide as he orgasmed. I was so proud that I had brought him to this height. I had no idea it could happen this way. My own labored breathing was giving way to urgent groans as I neared my ejaculation, and Mark cried out in excitement "He's gonna shoot!" He slipped one of his legs between my own as I knelt over Kyle, lying down flat on his back next to the other boy. "Cum all over us!" he gasped. I knew what they wanted and I was going to give it to them. I plunged into Kyle's hole like a madman as I felt my orgasm begin. "It's gonna go!" I cried. "Ohhhh, Christ, here it cums!" I pulled out of Kyle, drew in one final, heaving breath and then it happened. My uninhibited roar of release was monumental. My eyes were wide as I watched the first watery blasts splattering first Kyle's chest, then Mark's belly. Then I began to squirt in earnest, belching my thick white liquid over their bodies as the boys cooed in appreciation and wonder. I pointed it at Kyle's face and his mouth instinctively opened like a small bird waiting to be fed. My aim was a little sloppy, and one streak of white fluid splattered across his cheek, but I rewarded him with several thick pumps of my load right into his open mouth. I then aimed for Mark's protruding tongue, slipping the head of my organ between his lips for the final spurts. He suckled me eagerly as the warm fluid streamed into his mouth. After I stopped cumming, I dragged my dick through the semen on their chests and fed it to them that way until most of the white splotches were gone. I massaged the remaining clear residue into their chests, lying down next to the boys as I came down from my orgasmic high. The bright sunlight in the room glistened on the boys bodies, slick with my cum. I pulled each boy to me, kissing them affectionately as they nestled into me, one boy under each of my beefy arms. I leaned back and rested as the boys playfully flopped my now-flaccid cock back and forth, squeezing the remaining semen from it and bringing it up to each other's lips. They wriggled down to get closer to it. My ego was about ten times bigger; these boys couldn't get enough of my big cock. I rested and watched them play with my manhood in the afterglow of our sex. We must have dozed off for a while, me leaning back into the pillows and each of the boys with their heads lying on both sides of my groin, their hands on my soft genitals. Suddenly the phone rang. I snapped awake and reached over grabbed the receiver, looking at the caller ID on the back. My balls clenched when I realized the call was coming from Mark's house. The boys looked up at me sleepily. "I think it's your mother!" I whined to Mark. The boys got these amused, shocked looks on their faces and covered their mouths. Mark grabbed my penis and wiggled it upwards, squawking "HI MOM!" Both boys found this hysterical. I clicked the talk button and tried my best to sound normal. It was Mark's mother, and she wanted to know if the boys were with me. I said they were. "The boys are helping me do some yard work, and I have rewarded them with a couple glasses of lemonade. Couldn't ask for any better assistants!" I chortled, terrified of the woman being concerned about how long the boys had been gone. Fortunately, she wasn't. "Oh, GOOD!" she beamed, and I leaned back in relief. It was at this time I realized the boys were licking and sucking on my penis again. I looked down at them helplessly, unable and unwilling to tell them to stop, but terrified at being on the phone with Mark's mother while they did. She told me she needed to do her grocery shopping and if I couldn't keep the boys for much longer, I should send them home immediately. "That's OK, Mrs. Douglas." I advised, as Mark sucked my organ to full erection once again. "I can keep the boys occupied while you do your shopping, I'll be feeding them some lunch here in a bit to reward them for their hard work. You just give me a call back to let me know when it's OK to send them home." "Oh, THANK you Mr. Smith! You're so good to the kids, you should get the Teacher of the Year award!" Then she hung up. I put the phone back on the cradle as the boys giggled out loud at me. "Very funny!" I said playfully, groaning deeply as the boys eagerly pleasured me once again. This time I leaned back with my arms behind my head and relaxed while the boys took turns sucking me. I was falling into this role very comfortably. I enjoyed the feel of the small wet mouths as they slid over my balls and over the end of my cock, the slick hands of the boys doing the rest of the work. I gave them instruction on how to suck a man's cock in order to bring him off, advising them to keep a steady rhythm and use their hands to cover the part of the cock that they couldn't take into their mouths. Kyle was still intimidated by the size of it, while Mark was more uninhibited and willing to take as much of it into his mouth as he could. They played games with my erection, playing ping-pong with the head of my cock by flicking it back and forth with their tongues as it bounced between them. They measured the length of my cock by covering it with their hands. We discovered that they could grip the whole thing with both of their fists, and they began an upward sliding motion where they would push up with their fists until the top fist slid off, immediately returning to the base to slide upwards again. The sensation was incredible. When the boys bored of that, they returned to sucking me in earnest, Mark settling in on my cock and Kyle kissing, licking, and sucking on my balls. They were good learners, and took my advice to heart. In no time they had me ready to shoot another load, Mark's swirling tongue stimulating the upper portion of my throbbing tool. I felt it rising and the boys knew from the sounds I was making that it was coming. I began babbling to the boys. "Keep it steady..oh God yes..gonna shoot, don't stop OK?.ahhhh!..oooh, grab the bottom with your hands honey...oh YEAAAH!!!" Kyle abandoned my scrotum and eagerly came up to my cockhead. "Give ME some, too, I wanna try it!" he demanded, and the sight of the two boys demanding my semen pushed me over the edge, and I blasted. I don't think Mark was prepared for the forceful stream of fluid that squirted to the back of his throat. As I unloaded the first blasts into his mouth, crying out in pleasure once again, he gagged and pulled off. Kyle, in his eagerness, yanked my shooting cock to his own face, engulfing the head in the soft, pink O of his mouth. "Ohhh, honey.." I cooed, enjoying the sensation of releasing into his sucking mouth, filling his mouth with my second load of the day. Fortunately for him, it was nowhere near as large as the first, and he was able to handle most of it. Mark had composed himself again and returned to my cock, licking the excess semen that streamed down my shaft. As my flexing, twitching body calmed once again, Kyle started to giggle, and I saw the reason why. Cum was leaking out of Mark's nose! We all laughed, even Mark. Lying back with the boys again, I talked to them about how they had learned so much about sex. They were hesitant to tell me anything, shrugging shyly at my questions. "Where did you learn all this stuff from? You've done this before, I can tell." "We've done it before with each other, and some other boys, but never with a grown-up" announced Kyle. I would have believed it if it wasn't for the fact that Mark had aggressively sat on my dick. Kyle had accepted it into his own body, too. I knew enough to know that this could have never been only their first time with a penis larger than a small boy's. They admitted that some of the boys they had fucked with had been in high school, so I thought maybe that was what had gotten them used to a larger penis. "You aren't gonna ask us who we mess around with, are you Mr. Smith?" asked Mark. "We promised not to tell so they wouldn't get in trouble." I thought about it a minute. "Well boys, as long as these boys aren't forcing you to do anything. If they were, I would want you to tell me. Understand?" They both nodded. "I couldn't very well get anybody else in trouble for doing something I just did, now could I?" The boys giggled. "You fucked us!" laughed Kyle, relishing his own use of this forbidden word. I smiled and tickled his chest gently. "Yes I did, but I don't want you using that kind of language when we're not playing around like this, understand? And you too, Mark." I hustled the boys off into the bathroom and we took a long, hot shower together. I soaped the boys' bodies with my bare hands, feeling them all over. I had to crouch down to do it because of the vast differences in our sizes, and I paid special attention to their little butt holes. When I stood up again my cock was semi-erect and just about in their faces, which they loved. The boys lavished attention on it, soaping it well and then kissing it affectionately after it was rinsed in the spray of water. My erection was full again, and I was amazed at just how aroused I was around these boys. Normally one ejaculation was enough for me to lose my interest in sex for the day, but I never wanted this day to end. I was still eager and horny, and the boys.well, they were boys, as I have come to know. They were ready for anything. I had intended our shower to clean us off, but in the end I found myself back in my bed with the boys, thrusting into first one of them and then the other, switching from one hot, tight ass at my own whim. This time I had excellent control, having ejaculated twice already, and I was able to remain clear-headed and focused. I learned what techniques and positions brought the boys the most pleasure. As I fucked them relentlessly, they reached several climaxes each, and I had each of their asses so relaxed and open that my cock plunged almost all the way to the base on each down stroke. I was kneeling over Kyle, pistoning in and out of his hole when I felt my third climax approaching. Mark was exhausted, lying dreamily next to us, watching, but Kyle was still reaching for another orgasm; frantic, twitching, alive, his legs flipped all the way back to his ears and his breath heaving in and out of his body as I fucked him in long strokes, all the way down and then all the way back out. I gasped out to him that I was gonna cum, and he instantly convulsed, his voice keening out in a long, drawnout squeal. I rammed into him to the balls and let go, my own howl drowning out his as I enjoyed the first orgasm I ever had inside of a tight boy's ass. I strained under its force, my spine arched backwards as my hips crushed into him. My balls had practically disappeared inside my body. It felt as if my whole world was erupting through my cock. There couldn't have been that much semen at that point, but my cock spasmed just as hard as if I had been fully loaded. Cumming inside Kyle, I began to get a clearer understanding of why sex between a man and a boy was considered a crime in most places. The sex we were having would have been traumatic for the boys if they had not been fully cooperative and willing, yet the intense feelings I got from penetrating the boys had driven me nearly to the point of madness. I could see how some men would not let a boy's unwillingness stand in the way of pursuing that level of arousal, unattainable through socially acceptable forms of sexual contact. I felt as if I had been drugged, aroused so deeply that I had taken some crazy chances, ignoring the vast differences in size between my body and theirs, my adult-sized penis and their tiny anuses. It was easy to see how a man could go too far with a boy who was not quite ready for what a man could do. Finally my final orgasm ended, and I was completely spent. I collapsed over top of Kyle and rolled onto my side, spooning him into my body. My cock went limp almost immediately, although it was so deep inside of him that it remained. Mark backed into us and I put my arm around both of the boys, delirious in my own sexual experience with these two small boys. I praised their abilities to no end, enjoying the smug little smiles on their faces. We drifted off to sleep that way, two exhausted little boys who had apparently gotten exactly what they wanted from a man, and one very exhausted man whose most secret fantasies and dreams had just come true.