Date: Wed, 20 May 2020 09:35:09 -0400 From: Mr. Smith Subject: The Furniture Circuit - Chapter 14 The Furniture Circuit Chapter 14 - Initiation to the Club Preface - Author's Note: Nifty needs your donations! Please donate - http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html This story is ENTIRELY FICTIONAL...which means it is fiction and not real. Any resemblance to any real people is completely coincidental. This story takes place in a world in which non-consenting children under the age of 18 are interested in and physically capable of having sex like adults. In some cases the underage individuals in this story are used for sex without particular regard for their consent, although it is taken as a given that they enjoy it. This is not the real world we live in and the author in no way condones nor encourages acts which mirror the practices described in this entirely fictional story. Let me repeat...this story is fiction and in no way represents real-life activities, whether real or imagined. However, if you are of legal age and consenting adult...drop me a note. Perhaps you would like to go for a ride sometime! I love receiving email from readers about my stories - particularly if you enjoyed the story as much as I enjoyed writing it (and there were certainly many a spent load in the writing of these stories!). You can reach me at - maturetop4smooth@gmail.com And now... Chapter 14 - Initiation to the Club Four fat and juicy purplish man-sized cockheads nuzzled all at once up against four tightly winking pink boy assholes, drooling pre-cum, wetting the boy's tight rims and eagerly poking and prodding to test each boy's resolve... "1....2...", Smith nods his head to the other men to give the signal like a conductor of an orchestra, "...now PUSH!!!!" And with that, four stiff adult man-cocks pierced through four tight little boy-sphincters simultaneously...pushing forward forcibly through the vain yet overmatched resistance of their tight little rings at the entrances to their tight young little boy assholes. "IIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEeeeeeeeyyyyyyiiiiiiiiieeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!" would have come the shrill cries from these Lost Cherry boys...if they each didn't have a ball gag stuffed in their mouths blocking their shrieks and screams from the painful pleasure that must be endured by a boy in order to give the men the pleasures they so desperately craved. Two of the boys had been down this road before...meaning that they had already had taken cock up their tight young little back roads before...their pink little virgin rosebuds had already been stretched out and conditioned, but that prior experience did nothing to lessen the boy-pain they each endured for their man's pleasure, the painful pleasures a boy must endure by having their tight little boy assholes breached by a fat bulbous knob of thick man-cock. But two of the boy's were new to this...still sporting tight little pink virgin boy-rosebuds until now...so tender and tight and ripe for the plucking...tight little juicy rosebuds that were being opened forcibly by Daddy cock for the first time and earning their lost cherry merit badges along the way. You could almost hear the popping sounds as their tight little 12 (and 8) year-old cherry assholes were breached simultaneously. Four boys squirmed in painful pleasure as the four men grunted in unison, pushing their hips forward to breach boy-hole together...and then pausing together as if on cue...pausing with just the fat bulbs of their cockheads squeezing tightly inside each of their boy's gripping anal openings...squeezed by the tight grip of tiny boy sphincter muscles being breached for the first of many times...and then the men all groaned in unison as they recommitted themselves to their long slow delicious slides deeper...plumbing the deliciously tightdepths of tight young boy-ass...as they recommitted to the push into tightness and slid their rock hard Daddy manhoods deeper into each of their young boy's quivering quim to plunder this deliciously tight boy-ass...going at their own pace on the long slow push and slide that eventually took them to the bottom of their young boy's warm rabbit hole...their wiry man-pubes pushing up tight against the boy's spread asscrack and scratching up against the boy's stretched but gripping ring muscle. Pops was the first to bottom out in his young boy's warm little rabbit hole....holding his fat stubby Daddy cock fully sheathed in young Rusty's deliciously tight little quivering bunghole...savoring every spasm and contraction of the boy's rectal muscles as the boy squirmed and convulsed under the weight of his Daddy. Pops had formed quite a loving bond with the young lad since this young boy's first visit to Pops's shed a few weeks ago...the old pedophile grooming and molesting the young 8 year-old now quite regularly, providing young Rusty with more cocksucking training and anal conditioning lessons while the other boy's were at soccer practice. And now Pops was enjoying the fruits of his grooming and conditioning of the young boy. But although this was the first time Pops was running his hard rail of Daddy cock up Rusty's tight little 8 year-old boypussy...it wasn't Rusty's first time taking cock in his tight young ass...oh no, because young Rusty had already surrendered his tight little virgin butt several times to his older brother's ass-plundering during the older boy's late night or early morning visits to young Rusty's bedroom. Pops didn't mind sharing Rusty with his older brother though, because he knew he could at least now squeeze his unusually fat cock into the young 8 year-old's struggling anus without doing the young boy damage. Young Rusty did whimper and whine a lot as he was being impossibly stretched open from Pops's thickness, stretched open like never before because Pops was so very thick compared to Richie's relatively slim boy cock, and Pops continued to hold himself buried deep inside the boy despite the boy's protestations and loud confessions of painful pleasure...pushing the boy's impossibly small buttcheeks apart with his big hands...his fat cock squeezed up into the young lads impossibly tight asshole... and letting the struggling boy become accustomed to his girth as he pressed deeper stretch and turn the young boy's pussy out for his use and pleasures. Coach bottomed out next in his boy's hole, as his slim average sized 7 inch boy-poker pushed through his boy's tight resistance and he took up residence buried deep in Eddie's cherry bowels for the first of many times. Because Eddie (his real name was Eduardo, but the boy's all called him Eddie) was the new boy to join in the group, he had drawn Coach as his first man-lover, and Coach was very glad to finally get up in between this new boy's slim smooth brown boy-pillows of soft flesh. Coach had been lusting after young Eduardo's muscled bubblebutt as he ran up and down the soccer field, lusting mightily for these soft brown pillows of flesh hidden in his star player's shorts. And now Coach was finally had his na-cock up inside the boy, buried deep between those beautiful brown cheeks, stretching the boy out and pressing up against the flattened ring of Eddie's stretched out ass-rim, holding himself buried deep in the thin young Hispanic boy as the boy stoicly took his first ass-fucking from his new Daddy. Pressing his hips forward as he leaned over Eddie's bent over back, Coach sniffed at the boy's hair and strong musky body odor....inhaling the boy's musky scent and further stiffening his sheathed cock as it burrowed itself deeper into the furnace that was the young boy's warm gripping guts. Eddie also whimpered and whined, thrashing around from the intrusion in his virgin boy-hole as Coach rubbed the boy's beautiful smooth brown back to soothe and comfort this novice butt-boy. "Sssshhhhh-sssshhhhssshhhhhh...shush now Eddie.". whispered Coach into the boy's ear as he held a bottle of fresh poppers up to the young boy's nose, "Here now son, sniff this in deep...it will help make the pain go away... and then the pain will be replaced with pleasure you will start to enjoy me sliding deep up inside your tight hole. Unnnnggggghhhhh...now that's it son...just hold still so I can get myself deeper up in you son." Mr. Smith's bearded friend was the next man to finish the race to the bottom of his boy's young well...despite having a considerably longer length to travel...but he was determined to fill his boy up quickly and get fully buried up to his boy's rim as he forcefully humped the last two thick inches up into Jimmy's tight little gipping chute, humping and stuffing the boy to get his pubes to press up against the boy's smooth flesh. "Yes...yes Jimmy...that's it son. Take all of your Daddy's big cock...it missed your tight warm butt so badly. Good boy...now try to push your Daddy out of you son...try to shit out that big cock...that's it boy, you make your Daddy feel so proud!," whispered the man into the silently trembling boy's ear as his long thick cock pressed deeper and rubbed the boy's love button, making Jimmy squirm and quiver as he rode his new Daddy's thick rail of a cock again. Jimmy was bent over and strapped fully to the padded bench so he really had nowhere to go...and no way to hide from the fierce deep-dicking his new Daddy would be delivering soon. The bearded man gave a long slow purposeful push that got the bearded man's last few inches all the way to his goal of burying himself to the hilt, his long thick cockhead seated deeply in little Jimmy's gripping colon. Tears of joy flowed down young Jimmy's face as he gritted his teeth and accepted the length and girth of his Daddy in his spasming asshole. The last man in the group to push his full length into his boy's bottom was Mr. Smith...taking his time and slowly and purposefully driving forward into his boy's back door...but he had to go slow because his boy's virgin hole was super-tight, with no pre-conditioning to help boy take his thick man meat, and the man took a long slow while to slide all of his steely 8 inches into the tight fuckchute of his squirming resistant boy. But Richie had no choice in the matter, as he had agreed to be strapped down (for the Tickle Challenge....or so he thought)...and he was now bound up tight with his ass bent over the restraining bench, opened up and fully exposed to Smith's probing push...and despite the boy's struggles against his restraints, the man was determined and gave the struggling boy his final inches into the boy's tight cherry, humping his buried cock deeper between the boy's split-open muscular cheeks. Richie, the athletic little top-stud was going to get his asshole reamed by a boy-loving man for the very first time...and he was not all that receptive to the idea. But that mattered little to Mr. Smith as the experienced boy-loving pedophile broke the boy in with his first man-cock. Smith felt the rush of man-boy love and the rush of power as he plucked the reluctant boy's cherry...holding his cock deep and firmly buried in the squirming, struggling 13-year old boy...overpowering the boy with his weight as he went deep between the boy's smooth upturned cheeks and deeper into the boy's spasming hole. The four men savored this moment, holding still and buried deep. Several winks and high-fives were exchanged as the Daddies dominated their Lost Boys...as in Lost Cherry Boys. Smith reflected on the events that led up to his taking Richie's anal cherry...knowing that Richie had no intention to be in this position of vulnerability...bottoming for a new Daddy on this day...not thinking that he would be having his cherry plucked on this day. But just how did the boys get here...get to this point of losing all their virginities in Smith's basement with the neighborhood pedophiles? Well...just over an hour ago...Mr. Smith's doorbell rang... Smith heard the doorbell at his backdoor and the man rushed to quickly open the door and hustle his latest guest inside...looking around and checking to see whether any of his other young visitors had arrived into his backyard or had seen his latest guest's arrival. Seeing no one, the man turned and greeted Coach with a handshake and a welcome. "Hey Coach...glad you could make it. I know the boys will be excited to see you!", said Smith. "Are you kidding? I wouldn't have missed this for anything in the world...I've had a hard-on since the day you reached out to me last week with this plan. The boys are probably five or so minutes behind me as I took off right when practice ended and raced over...they had to gather their things and probably are on their way walking over right now." Smith hurried Coach over to his basement door, filling him in on the plan on the way, "The other guys are already downstairs getting ready. It may be a few minutes up here as I get the boys settled and ready to play in the basement...but I expect we'll be downstairs in 10 minutes or so after they arrive. Jimmy already knows the plan and he'll help me guide the boys along as a group. Remember to stay hidden...there is a black curtain off in the right corner of the basement where the three of you can stay hidden while I get them ready for action. Your first session with the boys will be a gloryhole session through the black curtain. Until then, stay hidden and you can watch discreetly through the curtain as I take them through inspection.", instructed Smith as he hustled Coach downstairs. And just as the door to the basement closed behind Coach, Smith heard his back doorbell ring again....and with that ring, his cock stirred in his pants in horny anticipation...just like Pavlov's dogs.. "Well HELLO!" greeted Smith as he opened his back door to a small group of four loud and obviously excited boys. "Hello Jimmy...and who do we have here with you?" questioned Mr. Smith as he hustled the boys inside, shutting the door quickly behind the last one. "Hey Mr. Smith...ummmm...Daddy...", said Jimmy almost shyly. "This is Richie, and Eddie...and this is Richie's little brother Rusty." called out Jimmy as the boys marched inside and filed past Smith in the order they were called out. "Well hello boys...nice to meet you all... finally! Jimmy has told me so much about you. Welcome to my house...you can make yourselves comfortable and I hope you feel right at home. Jimmy says that you are all very good soccer players...all-stars of the team! And of course Rusty...you are a future star! Just coming from soccer practice? How was it? Pretty hot out there I bet. Who's ready for some cold grape Kool-aid!", said Smith as he pulled out a tray of pre-poured Kool-aids from the fridge for the boys, who each grabbed a glass and gulped down three or four big swigs each. "Hey...this Kool-aid tastes kinda funny...almost kinda bitter." said Eddie as he came up for air from having drank down half his glass. "Oh really...huh, well don't worry about that. Hopefully it quenches your thirst. Now drink up boys, we have some important stuff to talk about." said Smith as he wondered if he had mixed a little too much of the muscle relaxant into the Kool-aid...just a little something to aid and relax the boys, something to help them lose any inhibitions that might experience as the fun proceeds. He clearly had put enough in for the boys to detect it as a bitter taste...but hopefully not too much that might make one of the boy's too sleepy or maybe even worse... make the pass out or anything. Just a little relaxe to get the boy's freed from their fears or inhibitions. "So where's your basement Mister?", inquired Richie, clearly the alpha male of the pack. "Jimmy's told us you have some fun stuff down there. Are we gonna be able to see some of it?" "Sure...we can check all that out if you want...sure we can. But first, let's talk about some ground rules. First, when are each of you expected home?", asked Smith...knowing that getting the boys back home was important. All four boys blurted out their answers at once...varying from dinner-time to Eddie saying he could be home anytime and his step-mom wouldn't care. Good...very good thought Smith. We have at least 5 hours before the boys will need to start heading home. "OK...now each one of you has to keep this visit and everything we do here as our little secret. I know that Jimmy told you guys about some of the stuff that has happened here when he has visited...but that was because he knew you would want to check it out for yourselves and get in on some of the fun. But now that there are a few more of you, none of you can breathe a word about this to anyone...not even about coming over here. Everyone cool with that? Swear on your Mother's life?", asked Smith in his best "Fatherly Daddy" tone. Smith watched the four boys as they nodded their heads solemnly in agreement..."yes sir" came their responses all in unison. "OK...cool, then we can proceed and have some fun. Now Jimmy and I were talking the last time he visited me and he decided that it might be fun if you guys could form a little club...a kind of a gang, that you...and only you... and I, know about. How does that sound?" asked Smith expectantly knowing Jimmy had already sold the idea to the boys. "That's cool...", said Eddie. "We've decided to call ourselves the Lost Cherry Boys...or the Lost Boys for short. Only we are going to know the meaning of our gang's name." smiled Eddie with a devilish grin. Jimmy punched in the arm and that set off a wave of pushing and shoving as the boy's excitement escalated and led to the grabbing of shorts and t-shirts. "Now boys, the first rule of the Lost Boys Club is that when we are downstairs in the clubhouse...you are not allowed to wear clothes other than your underwear, that is a strict rule I have with all my guests." instructed Smith in his most stern voice. "Violating the now clothes rule is punishable with 5 strokes of my clubmaster paddle." "Let's do some initiation ceremonies for the Lost Boys club!", blurted out Jimmy, following the script he and Smith had agreed last week perfectly. "Let's all get initiated into the club and see if we can win some merit badges. Whoever chicken's out can't be in the club!" "Mr. Smith...do you know some challenges we can do to get initiated and win merit points?", asked Eddie almost innocently as Smith smiled and made a quizzical look as if he needed to think about it. He had been dreaming up merit and initiation challenges almost non-stop since he and Jimmy hatched this Lost Boys Club plan just two weeks ago. "Ummm....well sure! I think I can think up a few from my days in my old gang when I was your ages. Let me think now...maybe we should start with an Inspection of all prospective club members. Yes...you will need to pass an inspection in order to proceed to the next challenges...therefore the first challenge will be the Inspection Challenge....and of course, we'll need to go downstairs into the Lost Boys Clubhouse to get started." said Smith as he turned and started to lead the boy's to the basement door in the hallway. Smith unlocked the door to his basement and heard some rustling and some faint whispering downstairs as he swung the door fully open and started to descend the stairs with his pack of prospective Lost Boys in tow behind him. "OK Lost Boy wanna-bes...you have now entered the Official Clubhouse of the Lost Boys...and I am your all-powerful Clubmaster. Remember our rule #1...now strip!", said Smith watching expectantly as the boy's started to excitedly shuck their shoes, shorts, and shirts as quickly as they could...giggling and roughhousing as they got down to smooth bare skin. Within 30 seconds Smith was surrounded by four thin naked boys, wearing nothing except smiles and their underwear, all giggling excitedly as they anticipated what their new Clubmaster had in mind for the "Inspection Challenge". Mr. Smith removed his sweat pants and shirt as well and led the boy's over to a carpeted portion of his basement...meeting three pairs of eyes peering out from the gaps in the black curtain in the corner only 10 feet away...nodding and smiling knowingly before sitting down on the floor cross-legged to get down to the level of the boy's waists, and then leaning back and up against what he referred to as the "Strapping Chair". The man had the boys gather around him...now clad only in their jockstraps and/or underwear observing rule #1 of the Lost Boys Clubhouse. And there was quite the variety of boy's underwear to admire, as both Richie and Jimmy were wearing their white BIKE jockstraps from soccer practice, framing their pert little muscular asscheeks perfectly and with their pouches bulging from excited young boy genitals that were already starting to chub up in anticipation...and these jocks were Smith's personal favorites because of the easy access they provided to the smooth little sweet boy buns he liked to fondle and grope. Eddie was wearing a pair of dirty tighty not so-whiteys...dull and tattered from long-term use and showing some obvious stains in a few spots. Mmmmmmmm....thought Smith, I wonder if I can get the boy to shoot a load in those and leave them for his collection. And of course Rusty was wearing his blue Spiderman underwear as if playing the part of an 8 year-old...looking perfectly out of place with the older, larger boys as he stood much shorter than the boys and hung back a little shyly. All four boys were in various stages of chubbing up and tenting out their underwear, with Richie sporting quite a large bulge that was not lost on the man. Smith was now surrounded by four chattering, excited young boys, playing grab-ass and jostling each other as they stood over him in a semi-circle and wondering what was to come next in their "Initiation Rituals". The boy's waists were about eye-level to Smith so that he got a good up-close view of all the lovely young boy crotch in the room. "OK...so....as your Clubmaster and Chief Daddy....I am now going to kick us off and start our first initiation challenge...it's called the "Inspection Challenge. The goal of this challenge is to get through my inspection of your weiners and your butts without popping a full on boner.", said the perverted pedophile Smith, trying to be formal and Chief-like...and to be one of the boys for the moment. "I will judge the winner to be the boy that is able to resist the longest and to not bone! Winner of this challenge gets 5 merits. So your goal is to try and not pop a boner for as long as you can during my inspection". "Jimmy...let's start with you...why don't you come a little closer.", said Smith as he pressed forward and pushed his face into the pouch of little Jimmy's jockstrap. The boy's cock had softened and his cocklet was now a small turgid little worm in the boy's jockstrap pouch, leaking a small amount of pre-cum to provide a small damp spot in the cloth of the pouch of his jockstrap...a small damp spot of boy essence for Smith to sniff and lick and suck on. The man pressed his face into Jimmy's pouch, licking and sniffing deeply...savoring the musty scent that was all pre-teen boy after a sweaty soccer practice that he found there...ahhh...thought the mature pedo, nothing on earth like sweaty boy-crotch fresh from the soccer field! The other boy's watched fascinated as the man spent time licking and enjoying Jimmy's flavors through the pouch of his white jockstrap. Jealous eyes watched from afar as three men peered out from behind the curtain and followed the action from a distance...slowly rubbing and stroking the growing tents in their shorts. Smith pulled the boy's pouch aside and marveled at the sight of the tiny little boy pencil dicklet he found there...hooded and dangling down, it's perfectly smooth hooded pale foreskin covering the boy's small bell with a small drip of clear pearly boy nectar leaking from the tip. The man reached around to caress Jimmy's silky smooth buttcheeks as he admired the boy's little cocklet, stroking and gripping at the boy's smooth fleshy mounds and sneaking his wandering molesting man-fingers into the boy's smooth buttcrack. The man didn't waste any time... licking at the small drop of boy nectar he found at the tip...and then the boy-hungry man started manipulating the boy's foreskin with his tongue and lips...licking and sucking on the boy's loose folds of skin. Jimmy whimpered softly and pushed his hips forward in the ancient sign of boy-need...a signal the horny pedohile was fully in tune with...and then Smith opened his mouth and took the whole of the boy's cocklet into his warm wet silky mouth in one swift sucking move. "Hey...not fair!", exclaimed Jimmy, "of course I am going to pop a boner if you do that!" Eddie's eyes got large as he witnessed a man sucking a young boy's cock for the first time. Smith suckled hard on the boy's soft little cocklet, taking Jimmy into his mouth to the root, pulling blood into the boy's cock with his sucking mouth...and using his tongue to lick at the boy's immature nutsack that hung loosely below...licking at the boy's loose balls before pulling them into his hungry man-mouth as well...aggressively sucking on the whole of the boy's smooth hairless genitals. Jimmy trembled as he tried mightily to hold back, squeaking out a little boy whimper and a deep sigh...and then he began pushing down on the man's head...trying to push away from the hungry man...pushing just as Smith's roaming right hand found the soft flesh of Jimmy's little winking rosebud with his fingertip. The man's experienced finger began to massage the boy's puckered little winking star as he sucked the boy's hardening noodle into the back of his mouth, and then the man pushed his fat fingertip through the boy's winking resistance, pushing through the boy's tight gripping ring, pushing through the boy's stubborn little ring and into the boy's fiery butt furnace up to his knuckle. And with that much stimulation, with his cock deep in the man's hard sucking mouth and a getting a thick man-fingering up his tight little bunghole, Jimmy couldn't stop himself, over-stimulated by the man's aggressive sucking and tongue work...and just like that...Jimmy popped a small 3 inch little spike of a boy boner in Smith's mouth. "Aaannnnnnhhhhhh....too bad, that was super quick! Good try, but I don't think you will be the winner of this challenge Jimmy! That was less than a minute", said Smith as he pulled off Jimmy's now hard boy-cock and pushed and pulled his finger from the boy's butt. Sniffing the boy's ass on his index finger, Smith said loudly, "Next!" "I'm next!", shouted Richie with obvious eagerness to get his cock into an experienced man's mouth, as the boy stepped up and pushed his crotch into the man's face. Mr. Smith didn't expect Richie to last long either given the boy's horny eagerness.. Smith took a deep inhale of Richie's crotch, "inspecting" and sniffing the boy's bulging pouch and savoring a more mature sweaty testosterone-fueled musk in this boy's musty crotch. Testosterone was clearly starting to fire up this boy's race to puberty and the experienced pedo could smell it's effects in the boy's sweaty musty crotch. "Mmmmmmmm...mmmmmmmm", groaned the boy-loving man with a deep sniff as Smith pulled his head back from Richie's funky musky sweaty crotch area and then pulled the pouch of the boy's jock aside and kissed the tip of the boy's nozzled hooded foreskin and licked to get a taste of the large amount of viscous pre-cum collecting on the folds of skin at the tip with his lips and tongue. Smith was determined to taste each boy's pre-cum and savor the similarities and differences in their sweet boy nectar. Mmmmm...that sweet taste of boy...simply delicious thought the man as he licked his lips. "Now...let's all see if Richie can hold back his boner.", announced Smith as he parted his lips and took the boy into his mouth for inspection...taking it and all the way down to the root of Richie's impressive 4 inches of silky smooth soft boy-cock. Richie hissed at the warmth of the man's mouth as he engulfed his deflated cock...trying mightily to remain calm as he felt the head of his cock getting pulled down deeper into Smith's warm wet mouth in a very powerful suction. The boy stared off into the distance as he tried to concentrate on something other than his dick being suctioned deeper and harder into Smith's warm wet pedo mouth...but Smith's cocksucking was starting to take it's toll and get the best of the horny boy as the man used an active tongue in the soft folds of the boy's ample foreskin and poked his tongue deeper to start sucking and licking at the boy's smooth knob end. Smith grabbed onto Richie's smooth asscheeks with both hands and started creeping his fingertips into the boy's moist cleft...but Richie wasn't having that as he pushed Mr. Smith's groping pedo hand away from his butt. This boy was clearly signaling to the man that he was an all-top boy...not interested in having his little muscular butt explored and groped and molested and made to crave a man's touch. Richie was on the path to be the boy plundering other little boy's bottoms and leaving the Daddy cock to the other bottom boys in the club. Well...we'll just have to see about that! thought Smith as he carried on with his skillful cocksucking...for even reluctant young boys can be coached into taking Daddy cock. Perhaps a ride in Smith's reclining chair or sling will turn young Richie around. The sucking man started to detect victory as he sensed the boy's shaft firming up in his sucking mouth, as Richie's foreskin began to grow taut around the boy's growing bulbous bell end. The stalk of the boy's shaft also started to fill with blood as it elongated and expanded lengthwise towards it's full 6 inches of boy-meat, pushing deeper into the back of the man's sucking mouth. Going deeper until his lips were sealing tight around the smooth base of the boy's hardening shaft, and sniffing in the musky boy-scent of Richie's sweaty crotch, Mr. Smith felt the boy firm up in his mouth as the boy's smooth bell grew at the knob end and started pushing into the grown man's throat. Soon Richie's hardening boner sprang steely hard and was fully poking down Smith's sucking throat as the tightly hooded foreskin was now retracted and the boy's bulbous smooth cockhead was fully revealed... finally Richie's full on hard-on was complete and pushed down the man's sucking throat. "Awwwww....dang it! There was no way I couldn't get a boner with you doing that!", complained Richie, "Can you keep blowing me mister? I really need to shoot my load...bad!". "Of course son!" came Smith's reply...never one to refuse such a sweet and urgent request from a horny boy in such a state of need...as the man doubled-down on his sucking of Richie's steely boy-cock, starting a hard, fast rhythm on Richie's stiffened pole. The man sucked the full length in and out...and then sucking his way back until his lips and tongue worked aggressively on the boy's smooth shiny helmet...kissing and licking andsucking at the fiery red tip of the boy's knob. Such a beautiful fat mushroom head on this beautiful boy cock...his future boyfriend's are going to love sucking on that fat bulb...and crying out when it opens up their hungry little bottoms, thought the perverted man. Soon the man had the boy dancing on his tiptoes....putting on a show for the 3 pairs of eyes that were watching intently from behind the black curtain as the boy thrust his hips forward urgently, making his need known to the man as he tried to push the bulb of his sensitive cockhead all the way down the man's silky throat. Smith fInallyobliged the boy and slid his mouth down the boy's steely pole again until the boy's fat knob lodged in his silky throat. Opening his experienced throat, Smith swallowed on the boy's knob several times and started a gripping deep throating of the boy's sensitive bell as Richie humped himself instinctively into Mr. Smith's warm throat. The boy was never going to last very long, but with the intense stimulation his sensitive cockhead was recieving from the man's silky clenching throat he was about to pop. Smith tugged gently on Richie's immature nuts, pulling on the boy's trigger until.... "Unnnnnggggghhhhhhh....oh my gawd", grunted Richie as he grabbed the back of the man's head and squirted his thin boy-juice down the man's hungry sucking throat. "Fuck!...oh my gawd!", groaned the boy as he shot five, six, seven squirts and emptied his young balls in the hungry man's sucking mouth. RIchie trembled as he started to relax and came down from his tippy-toes. Smith pulled his head back...finally tasting the sweetness of the boy's creamy seed on his tongue....delicious! "Eddie...now it's your turn for my Inspection.", said the man as he licked his lips with a cummy tongue and turned his head towards the new boy and invited him to push his crotch forward. Looking up, Smith could see the nervousness and the eagerness in the boy's wide eyes as the boy witnessed a true blowjob given by an experienced boy-lover for the first time. It was clear Eddie hadn't bathed over the past several days and the boy's crotch was...simply put...rank smelling... emanating a very strong body odor that combined sweat, musk, and ...what?...stale piss?, which didn't bother Smith at all as he leaned in and eagerly sniffed and buried his nose in the boy's rank smelling crotch. Whichever of the pedo Daddies gathered here today that was going to get the opportunity to eat out this young boy's ripe asshole as the challenges progressed was in for a real treat, thought Smith as he buried his nose in the boy's rank crotch and inhaled deeply. Pulling the boy's dirty tighty whities down in front just enough for his soft little brown boy worm to flop out...a soft and deflated cocklet dangling about an inch and a half over the waistband of the boy's dirty underwear. This boy too was uncut, as Smith expected, and the man examined the boy closely as he reached out with his tongue and licked at the drop of clear fluid collecting at the tip of the boy's hooded foreskin. Tasting the boy's flavorful nectar at the tip of little Eddie's cocklet, it was clear immediately that this boy's tastes were quite different from the first two boys...and Smith intended to explore those differences in detail. Smith got busy and sucked the boy's whole soft cock and balls into his mouth in one fell swoop...sucking the boy's limp noodle to the back of his mouth and tasting and savoring the tangy, musky boy-cock flavors that filled his mouth. The pervert Smith rolled Eddie's limp cocklet around in his mouth and wet it so that he could get the full bouquet of sharp tangy flavors and smells on his taste buds and in his nose. Eddie didn't react at all to Mr. Smith engulfing his soft cock, trying to suppress any reaction to the man's manipulation of his cock in his warm sucking mouth. Eddie also stared off into the distance as he placed his hands on top of the man's head...concentrating hard on other thoughts and working real hard to not allow his cock to stiffen. Smith crept his hands up, groping and kneading the firm globes of Eddie's smooth muscular boy-butt. Playing lots of soccer has really given this boy a beautiful taught little boy butt, and Smith now understood Coach's lust for this particular boy's athletic little butt. Smith dug the tip of his middle finger deeper into the boy's moist buttcrack, diving deeper and seeking the tight little boy pucker lay hidden deeper between the boy's firm mounds (and at the same time providing Coach with a clear view of the violation of this young boy's puckered hole for the first time).. Smith was happy with Eddie's response as Smith's fingertip found the boy's wrinkled little pucker, with the boy moaning softly and spreading his legs wider and pushing his hips back to open up his buttcrack wider for the man to dig (and the Coach observe) deeper between the boy's cheeks, giving the boy's tight little puckered muscle a deeper full ring massage. The man swirled his tongue around the hood of the boy's foreskin covering the soft head of the boy's penis...collecting the tangy flavors he found there and alternating between sucking on the boy's soft skin and poking his tongue up and under the Latino boy's pliant hood..licking deeper into the folds of Eddie's flavorful foreskin.. Mr. Smith savored the sharp sour tanginess of days old boy piss that he found collecting under the boy's smooth hood, using his tongue and spit to probe and release the boy's full flavors in his sucking mouth. Mmmmmmmm...delicious thought the perverted pedo. Flavorful Latino boy-cock...such a dark and complex mix of flavors...just fucking delicious. Smith pushed the tip of his middle finger through the boy's tight pucker and felt the boy's hot greasy ring squeeze his fingertip tight. The boy's chute was fiery hot and tight...and slightly greasy. Smith pressed forward and buried his finger up to his knuckle in the boy's gripping chute...noting the boy's responsiveness as he felt Eddie shiver in his hands. Eddie stayed focused and let the man work on his limp cocklet and finger his butthole for a few minutes...clearly becoming the winner of this first Lost Boy challenge so far. After about 3 minutes Eddie could hold back no longer as his little boy pencil started to stiffen....he just couldn't take the man's aggressive manipulations of his cocklet and butthole any more without responding. Smith pulled his head back..."Well OK...I think we may have a challenge winner here! Eddie, you did very well...that was about 4 minutes before you popped a boner. We'll come back to the lovely boner later, but for now, you are clearly in the lead", encouraged Smith as he slowly extracted his fingertip from the boy's greasy chute. Pulling his hand back from around Eddie, Smith lifted his finger to his face and noted the slight brown streaks of Eddie's boy butter on his middle finger...no surprise there thought Smith given Eddie's state of hygiene. Smith first sniffed his middle finger to savor the freshness of Eddie's boy-ass on his finger...getting overwhelmed with the dark musty nutty sweetness of the boy's essence he found there. Then Smith lifted his index finger to his nose and compared the pungent scents of Eddie's sweet dirty asshole smells on his middle finger with that of Jimmy's boy-butt on his index finger. Smith savored the comparison from the two fresh samples of boy-butt on each finger and couldn't decide which he enjoyed the most. Smith then thought about which finger he planned to use on little Rusty and looked forward to comparing the sweet smells of young boy bunghole to the others...three boys, three fresh boy-ass fingers to enjoy! Then the mature pedophile turned his attentions to Rusty, who was hanging back a little bit from the other boys and watching closely ...and so Smith had to reach out to grab the back of Rusty's smooth thighs and pulled him closer, and then reaching up to pull the front of the 8 year-olds Spiderman underwear down...sensing from the pre-existing tent in the boy's underwear that his little boy-spike was already hard. "Well, well...what do we have here. It looks like little Rusty has already popped his boner." stated Smith as he pulled down the boy's underwear enough to let the boy's hard spike present itself. "I couldn't help it!", whined the young boy, "...I was really excited watching what you were doing to the other boys." "Mister...I'm feeling kinda woozy...and...and I really need to get my tingles...bad!...can you help me get my tingles?", came the sweet request from this youngest of the boys, slurring his words just enough for the experienced pedophile to notice. "Well...how can I refuse a request like that from such a sweet little boy!" responded Smith as he adjusted his plans on the fly. "Eddie, with the power invested in me as Chief Daddy of the Lost Boys Club, I declare you the winner of our first ever "Inspection Challenge. You lasted the longest without popping a boner and you will receive five merits to be added to your Lost Boys war chest...and a merit badge for winning this challenge." "Now...you three older boys... it's time for you to move on to your next challenge. Rusty here will stay here with me for his challenge.. See those three stools over there by that big black curtain?", asked Smith as he pointed over to a corner across the basement. "There is one there for each of you...now go have a seat on one of those stools and face the curtain. This challenge is called "The Pleasing Challenge"...and your mission is to use your hands...and your mouths to give pleasure to the Daddy that presents himself through the hole in the curtain in front of you. First one to make his man shoot wins the challenge. Five more merits and a merit badge for the winner! Now hurry and go find your stool!" Richie, Eddie, and Jimmy all turned on their heels and rushed over to claim one of the stools for their own...eager to see what the next challenge would bring and each taking a seat and adjusting the tents in their underwear as they got comfortable and waited for what might happen next. What happened next was three half-hard and dripping man-cocks slowly appeared poking into view right in front of each of the boys...slowly pushing out through holes in the black curtain and greeting each of the wide-eyed boys with a man-cock at half mast as a new challenge. Smith turned his attention back to the youngster in front of him...not having let go of the back of Rusty's thin baby smooth hairless thighs, holding the boy and conspiratorially whispering, "Now Rusty, I want you to stay here with me because I have a different challenge for you now....stay right here with me and let's get you some merit points to add to your war chest! I have a special challenge designed just for you...my special boy... a challenge to see if I can help you get your boy tingles!", said Smith as he leaned forward to give a light kiss to the tip of the little boy's rigid little spike of a cocklet. By then, Smith couldn't see which boy had gotten which of the three men's cocks to suck (although he suspected that his bearded friend's large cock would find its way into little Jimmy's more experienced mouth)...nor did he care much as his perverted attention turned to this small, thin hairless 8 year-old boy who was eagerly standing and waiting in front of him... waiting for the man's instructions on his next challenge. "Rusty...this next challenge is called "The Tingles Challenge"...and the goal is to see how many times we can make you get your tingles all in a row. We will score it as one merit for each set of tingles you get. Are you ready?", asked the man as he looked up into the young boy's eager and pleading eyes as they gave the man his answer...the young boy was more than ready! "Yessh sir, please Mishter...I really want to get my tinglesh!", came the boy's anxious reply. "I've been waiting all day and I need to get them sho badly!" The man groped the boy's thin coltish legs a bit more, gripping the young boy behind his knees, kneading the smooth boy-flesh and then guiding the boy forward...positioning the young boy to stand just over and in front of him with his tented Spiderman underwear directly in front of the man's face. The boy shivered and then the man felt the boy tense up and strain, and then heard a soft wet fart escape the boy's tiny little rectum as the man held the trembling boy by the back of his knees. "Oops...I'm shorry Mishter." giggled the woozy young boy with a smile, "I jusht farted!...and it wesh a wet one too!", said Rusty sporting a devilish smile, clearly not embarrassed one bit for farting in front of the man. "Jimmy told us you liked to shniff boy farts...and lick buttholes too." giggled Rusty checking for the man's response. "Can you lick my butthole?" Clearly little Jimmy had described Smith's perverted predilection for eating out creamy young boy assholes and sucking on creamy cum-farts to his young friends and Rusty was primed and ready for the man's attentions to his bottom. "Well of course I can son!..I am more than happy to add that to my inspection." mumbled the mature pedo as he pushed his face forward, sniffing the boy deeply through his nose as he pressed his face into the boy's crotch, rubbing his nose deeper into the young boy's undies and sniffing deeply at the richly scented young boy smells that the man found there....savoring the pungent scent that was all young boy-crotch. The man wondered what he would find if he looked inside the seat of the boy's underwear. Perhaps he would find a small dark brown racing stripe...evidence of the boy's physical exertions of the day having worn them all morning? Maybe he can talk the young boy into leaving his Spiderman underwear behind for the man today, perhaps leave a parting gift for his new Daddy, contributing and adding to the man's growing collection of soiled boy undies. God I hope so!....thought the man as he slowly caressed and massaged the back of the young boy's smooth hairless thighs...rubbing and groping and fondling the now trembling young boy as he felt the boy shiver and quake from the touch of his big powerful man-hands on the young boy's sensitive skin. "Now Rusty....I certainly think I can help you get your tingles...and hopefully we can get you several merits along the way. Now step forward young man and let's get started with my inspection.", mumbled Smith as he pulled the boy forward and kissed the tip of the little boy spike poking out over the top of the boy's underwear. Although Rusty's little immature gonads weren't producing sperm yet in his loose little ballsack...all soft skin and two little marbles, but the 8 year-old boy's cocklet was leaking a few drops of sweet boy nectar from the sensitive little tip of his hard little pencil. A few clear viscous drops of boy dew emerged from the hooded tip for the pedo to taste and collect on his tongue, savoring the essence of boy for its sweetness. Such a cute tiny little penis thought Smith as he engulfed Rusty's hard little twig and berries all in one swift motion...taking the whole of the boy's hard little cocklet and scrotum into his warm wet mouth all at once and sucking the young boy's genitals aggressively toward the back of his mouth. Rusty flinched and gave the man a little boy shiver in response to having his hard little penis having been taken completely inside the man's hungry warm wet mouth...climbing up on his tippy toes as he squealed and shivered in delight Smith's groping hands began to roam further up to the top of the boy's thighs as he worked on the boy's little boner...starting to knead the soft boy flesh he found there in that special place where smooth little boy legs merged and morphed into the smooth hairless mounds of creamy boy-bubblebutt. Smith noted how large his hands were compared to the smallness of Rusty's cute tiny little butt as he placed his big hands on the young boy's underpants-covered butt. When Smith hands finally began their caress of the boy's bottom, he found a dampness in the cloth covering Rusty's asscrack....an unexpected dampness that was more than just the dampness of sweaty boy-crack after a morning of physical exertion on a hot summer day...this damp wet spot was a telltale sign that someone had visited the young boy's tight little sacred place recently...visited and violated the young boy's temple and altar where mature old pedophiles worship...getting the jump on the group of old pedophiles gathered today and dashing their plans for popping this ;ittle youngster's tight little ass-cherry....it had already been plucked! "Son...I am going to need to continue my inspection from behind," mumbled an eager Smith as he turned his new special boy around by the hips and pushed his nose forward into the dampness in the boy's seat... ...and the man was rewarded with a bouquet of smells ranging from the remnants of the boy's recent wet fart to what was now obviously the dank mustiness of recent boy sex that he found strong evidence for in the seat of the young boy's Spiderman underpants...sniffing and pushing his nose into young Rusty's damp little buttcrack...enjoying the smells of recent sex mixed with the strong dark, almost sweet scent of dirty young boy-ass. This young boy hadn't done much to clean himself up, having either walked around with a wet buttcrack all morning...but for how long?... or perhaps just recently farting out a glob of spunk that had been fermenting in the boy's bowels...or perhaps both...the result being a wet seat of his underwear and a creamy dirty little boy buttcrack. Smith imagined Rusty walking around with cum-loaded underpants all morning, anticipating his visit to Smith's basement and perhaps saving it for the man to discover and enjoy during a ride in Smith's reclining chair. The boy giggled as he listened to Mr. Smith sniff deeply at his dirty buttcrack and felt the eager pedophile push his face into the dampness of his crack, clearly hungry to get deeper into the boy's dirty little bottom. Rusty decided to spill the beans... "Richie shnuck into my bedroom this morning before soccer practice. He pulled down my pajamas pants as I shlept and put hish weiner in my butthole. He told me he left his sperms in there for you and Pops to find!", exclaimed Rusty with a giggle and excitement bordering on glee as he wiggled his tiny little boy butt in Mr. Smith's face. "Jimmy told me you like licking up farts and buttholes. Do you like my butt Mishter?" Smith nodded his head silently and groaned out a "huh-uh" to the affirmative ...and then pulled back, hooking his thumbs at the elastic and pulled down the boy's underwear to take a peek inside, looking for and finding a small glob of creamy boy-spunk congealing in the boy's buttcrack and coating the inside of the young boy's underpants ...a small creamy smear coating a small brown boy racing strip streaking the boy's cotton underwear that Smith had predicted would be there as if just for him. Smith couldn't stop himself if he wanted to as he pulled Rusty's underwear back up over the tops of the young boy's creamy white buttcheeks and pushed his face aggressively into the boy's covered buttcrack, starting a furious licking and sucking and biting at the boy's dirty underwear covered bottom...tasting and savoring the dank flavors of Richie's boyseed and Rusty's dirty buttcrack mingled together as he pushed his open mouth deeper between the boy's cheeks and sucked the boy-juices through the damp seat of the young boy's underpants. The perverted pedophile was in boy-heaven sucking Richie's load of spunk out from Rusty's dirty littly buttcrack! Wonderful! thought the man...maybe just maybe young Rusty would turn out to be that little horn-dog butt-boy he had been craving, enjoying dirty boy butt-play with his new Daddies. Smith bent the boy forward at the hips, bending him over the side arm of the Strapping Chair and pulling the young 8 year-olds wet Spiderman underwear half-way down and underneath the perfect little smooth ass-mounds, revealing the creamy boy-sperm in the young boy's crack to the hungry man as Smith savored the sights and smells of little Rusty's tiny little creamed asscrack spreading open like a flower blooming before his eyes. "It's time to continue a deeper inspection son...And it's time for you to get those tingles I promised!".