Date: Wed, 13 Jul 2005 23:10:53 +0200
From: 3mcstefan <3mcstefan@wanadoo.fr>
Subject: Vanilla Ice Cream

This story features and refers to characters from the previous episodes
titled "Show-break" and published in the Adult/Youth section of this
website.

Vanilla Ice Cream

A long, looooooong time ago (just one year, actually...) when Ricky hadn't
became the "World Sexiest Angel Boy", yet, along with the best paid teen
model, Ricky was just... Ricky!

A 12 years old little boy like any other one, that is.

Well, yeah, sure... even in his earliest days, Ricky already was quite a
bit more cute and sexy than many other little boys of his age. That is
probably the reason why the famous Flying Muscle Twins, barely one year
later, right after they had met him, had made Ricky part of their circus
sex show. Before long, the young boy had been performing on stage with the
two muscle hunks as part of the hand-to-hand or trapeze acts. The way the
audience was going mad each time Ricky was appearing on stage minimally
clad in miniature sequined g-strings customized for him as replicas of the
hunks', didn't remained unnoticed from the Flying Muscle Twins.

Encouraged by the twin brothers, Ricky gladly get used to perform more and
more indecently exposed on stage, nicely matching the two sexhibitionist
muscle hunks in this area and, in no time, he was also part of their most
daring sex acts. Everywhere they performed, the audience was going crazy
seeing the trio strip off their tiny glittering pouches up in the air and
tossing them to the crowd, to fly entirely naked from a trapeze to another
one.

The highlight of each show, of course, was that thrilling moment were the
FMT, effortlessly swaying in the air, were penetrating the naked kid in
turn while hanging from their trapeze in the most acrobatic positions.

Then, the boy had started up a career of his own as a sexy model for a
batch of outrageous commercials and ads, becoming the object of any man's
wet dreams and a role model for all kids of his age. None of you, for sure,
has forgot the commercial for bubble bath aired on Teen Sex TV featuring
Ricky in the voluptuous, creamy foam of his bath, lovingly caressing the
cock-shaped bottle of the stuff the commercial was advertising. Then, the
boyishly giggling young boy finally had the obscenely shaped bottle
disappearing underwater between his thighs while a low, sexy male off voice
was saying:

"Dirty boys have to get clean, but there is no reason why they couldn't
have fun while doing it".

But back to that summer, when Ricky had just turned 12. And discovered how
good vanilla cream is.

The red one. No... the blue one. No... the red one. For the eleventh time
in twenty minutes, Ricky had pulled on, then stripped off each one of his
two favorite swimsuits. And now, admiring his own reflection in the mirror,
quite satisfied with what he was seeing, the young boy was thinking
that... yes, the red swimsuit would definitely be fine to go to the beach
this morning.

The summer sun had gave the kid beautiful, healthy colors, adding to the
flawless, satin like skin that sexy brown tone all over his smooth young
body. To avoid any tan line, Ricky had been mostly sun tanning in the nude
in the garden of the beach house his parents were used to rent every
summer. The visits he was paying to the public beach were mostly aimed to
flaunt the result of his efforts.

At 12, Ricky already had that sexy, well-built boy body which will make him
famous before long. He just still had on him, in those days, a hint of baby
fat which gave him an even hotter look, if possible. But the nicely shaped,
inviting long smooth thighs, the thin, flexible waist and the sexy walk
were already there. Same as the round, full little pectoral muscles of the
kid crowned with tiny pink nipples and his hot, tantalizing bubble butt,
both made even more desirable by the boyish, thin layer of baby fat the kid
had on him, then. The little boy was a real love doll.

 Ricky wasn't really on the tall side for his age, though, and his
gracious, elegant body gave him the look of an even younger boy.

So did his shoulders long, curly hair, so blond they seemed to be nearly
white because of the sun, his little upturned nose, his putty lips and baby
blue eyes.

And so did, too, his minuscule, entirely smooth sex package... a pair of
small balls barely visible underneath his tiny boy cock.

You may be thinking that, as for these Ricky's private parts... well, one
couldn't tell from them about the boy's age, as they weren't available for
all to see. Wrong. At 12, the young boy was already an expert at flaunting
his young, perfect sexy body showcased by outfits which left him more naked
than if he was nude.

Like the tiny excuse for a swimsuit the kid had on at the moment, for
example. That red swimsuit, and its twin brother, the blue one... if two
minuscule triangles of thin fabric barely the size of a post stamp each,
tied together with thread thin straps can be called a swimsuit,
well... yes, Ricky had a swimsuit on.

And for those of you who were wondering how comes that a 12 years old kid
may have got such a little, sexy thing, well... they have to know that,
especially about such things, Ricky had a lot of imagination!

Blushing on just a little bit, right at the beginning of the summer, the
boy had been asking to the nice lady in the kid's department of the
sportswear shop :

" I would like to get a swimsuit... for my little brother. He is... he is
just... three years old."

A 12 y.o. kid clad in a three years old baby swimsuit. That was the reason
why, on the front side, Ricky's small package, and nothing more, was
minimally clad in a pouch the size of a nut shell, while in his back side,
the little triangle was almost completely disappearing in the boy's ass
crack.

Just what Ricky loved about a swimsuit. The thrilling sensation of being
nearly naked in public. This and every guy's eyes on him, of course.

Using the back stairs not to come across his parents with that indecent
little swimsuit on, Ricky quickly went through out the garden, pushed the
gate and headed toward the beach. The young boy was intensely conscious
that the small triangle of fabric which was the back side of his swimsuit
had deeply sunk into his butt crack after only ten steps. Skimpy as it was,
there was no way it could be held in place on the bubble butt and, with
each step Ricky had made, the silky fabric had been slightly brushing
against his smooth ass lips. Soon, the boy's tiny cock head was pointing
forward underneath the very small lycra pouch.

And yet, little knew Ricky that, on this special morning, he will not enjoy
the beach.

From inside the little ice cream store conveniently set next to the beach,
actually just a three sides wood booth painted with red and white stripes,
Ben had been the first one to spot the young boy. He immediately called his
buddy:

"Hey, Jerry... here he comes... I told you: he always goes to the beach at
that time of the day...Jesus... look at that cute sex puppy! What a hot
little number...!"

Jerry, just like his buddy, was working all day long at the ice cream store
with just his surf shorts on. Both guys had a great body and they had
noticed for long that showing it helped their business: a lot of guys (and
girls) were flocking around the ice cream booth to get a glimpse of the two
hunks with just their low hanging surf shorts on.

Ben's reaction had been immediate. And visible. His surf shorts were tented
by his large cock which got erect as soon as he had took sight of the young
boy heading toward the beach, with just his tiny baby swimsuit on.

Jerry, as for him, had the greatest difficulties to keep his own dick
inside his low hanging shorts: its head was popping out at the waistband
and Jerry, while trying his best to rearrange it, was just repeating "Oh
fuck... oh fuck...!"

Ben, the boldest one of the pair and certainly not a guy to pass such an
opportunity, as soon as Ricky had been close enough, had flashed him his
brightest smile and started one of those subtle conversations he had the
knack for.

"Hey, young man, beautiful day... isn't it? Seems it gotta be hot today,
uh? What'ya gonna say `bout getting something nice to lick... an ice-cream,
I mean...!" All this said with many winks and that cocky look Ben knew it
had always made him popular with young boys. This and the big thing he
carried on between his thighs.

"I... I don't know...! "stammered Ricky, suddenly even more intensely aware
of his near nakedness "I had planned to go to the beach and..."

"C'mon, Baby... it's on us! " said Jerry who had joined his buddy and was
checking the cute little boy with a Tex Avery's wolf smile.

"I'm not sure if I..." was all Ricky could say. Ben, who had stepped out
the red and white little booth, had already wrapped an arm around the young
boys shoulders and was invitingly leading him toward the ice cream machine,
that Jerry was busy manipulating

"A couple of big balls for the young Mister..." he said very subtly, then
asked " What's your favorite flavour?"

 "Vanilla... please!" Ricky said, giggling and blushing a bit, while he was
trying to get the back side of his swimsuit out of his butt crack, again.

Jerry held the huge ice-cream to the blond little boy and the two hunks
remained there for a while, staring at the near naked cute angel licking
the already melting down vanilla cream with his pink tongue. Some creamy,
thick drops were dripping through his fingers, the boys was alternatively
licking and sucking.

"That's good...!" he said, boyishly smiling to the two hot guys.

Ben thought for a while he was about to cream his shorts, while Jerry had
this blank look on his face. The kid was just good enough to eat. To
lick. To suck. To fuck.

"And you haven't seen anything yet: the best is yet to cum...!" added Ben
just to himself.

Despite Ricky's efforts, the big ice-cream, which wasn't able to stand the
hot sun, of course, was rapidly melting down. A thick drop missing the
young boy's stuck out tongue, suddenly felt down and landed on his belly,
right above his navel, where it rapidly pooled in.

"Oooooppps... " Ricky said, licking his fingers, again, while, in the
meantime, another couple of ice cream drops were decorating his chest. The
vanilla cream, overflowing the boy's navel, was now dripping along his
lower belly, nearly reaching the tiny red lycra pouch.

"Let me help you with that..." said Ben, delicately brushing with his index
the boy's satin skin right above the waist band of the swimsuit to wipe the
melted ice cream. In his turn, he licked his finger and finally inserted it
in his mouth to lick him.

Ricky stood motionless, his mouth open, watching the guy's gesture. Ben's
attempt to help with the mess didn't prevent the next drops to finally
reach the same destination. That was all Jerry was waiting for. Kneeling
down in front of the boy, he wiped in his turn some of the cream with his
fingers and, licking them, said:

"That would be such a waste...!"

Both guys were past the point of no return, now and their dicks were
painfully hard underneath their surf shorts. Ricky had resumed his licking
of the melting ice cream with small slurping noises and a lot of tongue
sticking out. Ben and Jerry were mesmerized by the tiny little dick
pointing underneath the red lycra pouch, now stained with cream. The boy
was seemingly enjoying the scene in more than just one way.

Ricky, actually, was feeling a bit weird and was in to mind. First, he had
been embarrassed by his near nudity in front of the two hunks. In some way,
wearing that tiny baby swimsuit was even worse than being nude. It
was... obscenely provocative. But he had rapidly came to enjoy the little
show he was making of himself, the exhibitionist in him taking control of
the situation, and he was experiencing that familiar heat in his groin,
now, along with a tickling deep down in his ass hole. Ricky felt hot.

"Maybe we should care about... this...!". Ben, pretending to wipe the ice
cream on the little swimsuit, had inserted his index underneath the fabric,
sliding it through the leg hole. Slightly moving his finger back and forth,
he was casually brushing the tiny cock, caressing the young boy's small,
smooth balls.

Ricky was standing in front of the ice-cream booth, the guy at his knees
rummaging in the minuscule pouch of his suit, in full view of everyone on
his way to or from the beach. This and the back side of the tiny garment
which had entirely disappeared into his butt crack because of all the
stretching and pulling, had left Ricky nearly naked in public. The boy was
very aware of it, feeling so exposed. He didn't has the guts to stop the
guy, though, enjoying his touch on his erect, stiff little dick.

Jerry, then, placed himself behind Ricky, saying : "Better to take it off
and wash it right now, what'ya think, Dude?" and, not waiting for a reply,
delicately parted the thread thin straps of the baby swimsuit with two
fingers and, in just one smooth move, pulled it down to the young boy's
ankles and threw it away into the sink, leaving him fully exposed.

"Oh...!" said Ricky, his two hands still busy with the remnants of the
melting vanilla ice cream, unable to stop Jerry's gesture.

"Cm'on over here, Boy...behind the bar...!"

There, barely hidden from the passers bye below waist level, the two hunks
wasted no time. Kneeling in front of Ricky, Ben swallowed the boy's little
smooth sex package, cock and balls altogether, while Jerry, behind Ricky,
was spreading the boy's butt cheeks with his two hands to eagerly lick the
ass crack.

The young boy was moaning, fully enjoying the double treat. Ben `s tongue
was expertly twirling around the tiny cockhead, bathing it with saliva and
sending Ricky through wave after wave of pleasure. Behind him, Jerry was
now furiously sticking his own thick tongue into the boy's ass hole. Ricky
felt he was about to climax before long.

But, leaving the tiny stiff cock dripping with his saliva, Ben stood up and
pulled down his surf shorts.

"Got a nice, tasty ice-cream here for you to lick, Baby...!" the guy said
with another wink, holding his huge erect member in one hand, while he was
firmly pressing on Ricky's neck with the other hand to direct him onto his
engorged, swollen cockhead.

Would the boy had any idea of refusing the offered "ice-cream", Jerry's
guidance, from behind him, would have help him to willingly agree. The
hunk, who had stripped now, was aiming his own dick to the young boy's back
orifice, bending his torso and pushing him toward his buddy's hard cock. So
Ricky, left with no other option, just opened his mouth as wide as he could
and did his best to swallow the most part of the big male organ.

"Hmmmm... Good boy...!" said Ben, enjoying the smooth, warm juvenile mouth,
while Jerry was lifting up one of the boy's thighs to help the penetration.

"Uuuuumphhhh...!" said the boy, feeling the stiff, thick cock sliding
between his ass lips.

"There, there, Baby... gonna be real good!

In no time, the two naked hunks were humping the young boy behind the
bar. Any passer bye may have not noticed anything, though, as the two guys,
hidden below waist level, were always shirtless, anyway. As for Ricky, in
his bent position, he couldn't be seen.

For a good 30 minutes, Ben and Jerry took turn to fuck the young boy,
swapping positions. Ricky was feeling wonderfully fill up, used and abused
for these two fucker's pleasure. At 13, this "sex object fantasy" was
already his and he had dreamed of such a hot scene countless times while
masturbating at night in his bedroom. He was determined to fully enjoy the
moment. The penetration had been a bit painful, first, but now that his boy
pussy had relaxed, lubricated by the two hunks' precum, the fucking of his
little ass hole was nothing but pleasurable. His little sensitive spot,
deep down inside, was hit every few seconds, sending him to Boy's Heaven.

So Ricky was now pushing back his cute little arse to meet each of his
fucker thrusts, gyrating his hips and adding to the guy's pleasure. He was
becoming a more experienced sex puppy every minute. And when they were
swapping places, the young boy wasted no time and quickly engulfed the
offered, precum oozing dick.

Luckily, at that time of the day, few people were around and the trio was
able to get lost into the ecstasy of the moment, oblivious of anything and
anyone around. Ben and Jerry were both excellent lovers and Ricky,
completely offering himself like in a daze, now, was really enjoying their
erect members in him.

Ricky had already orgasmed several times when Ben and Jerry finally came to
the point of simultaneously experience a powerful orgasm, too. The young
boy, his lips tightly wrapped around the huge erect member of Ben who had
returned to his initial place, felt the rush of the male juice all along
the hard dick, half a second before it spurted out in his mouth,
overfilling it and flowing down his throat, the extra creamy load dripping
from his lips onto his chin.

Behind him, Jerry had pulled out his cock from the boy's hole and was
gushing his own load all over his back, moaning and groaning.

"Would you mind, you guys, if I'd get my share of vanilla ice cream,
too...??"

Tim, the hunky lifeguard of the beach was standing the other side of the
bar he was elbowing, his chin in his two hands, watching the scene with a
large grin. He had been there for a while, unnoticed from the trio,
enjoying the show.

"C'mon, Tim... it's on us...!"

"I hoped you will say so, guys", said Tim while hooking his thumbs in the
waistband of his Speedo and starting to pulling them down while he was
turning around the bar to join the trio inside the booth.

Oh well, Ricky thought... can't go back home now, anyway... my swimsuit
isn't dry, yet.

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