Date: Sat, 22 Oct 2022 14:51:19 +0200 From: roby bobby Subject: midnight-express-to-neverland-02 This story contains graphic sexual scenes between males under 18: if material of this nature offends you then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states, the law may have forbidden you from reading this story. Please understand this is a work of FICTION. The actions described in the story are neither real nor encouraged or condoned in real life. It's just fiction, folks. Please be sure to support Nifty and keep it going with your donations at https://donate.nifty.org/ Feedbacks welcome at de182tg@gmail.com. I'm not native English speaker, so please be kind to me! Thank you! *** Midnight Express to Neverland - Part 2 *** I went to Dulles Elementary, at walking distance from our condo. I was happy with the idea of going there. My parents told me that I should always behave well and that I should do what the teacher said. I found this obvious: back at the village we children had respect for any grown up, being them teachers or not. I think I was happy there would be a teacher in the school the other children had to obey. But everything was different here. After a couple of days, the kids romped around the classroom during class, threw paper airplanes, and played basketball with the garbage bin. Our teacher, a mid-aged lady, was completely helpless. She was constantly shouting "sit down... stop this... stop that!!!" Hearing that, the wilder boys behaved even worse than before, and everyone else laughed. I remember one day I got detention and my half-drunk father had to come and pick me up with his beloved Camaro. Back home, he hit me for good with his belt. Sis tried to stop him, got punched in the face and almost lost a teeth: I promised to myself I'd always protect her, no matter what. We were sent to bed without dinner. When mom came home from work, he was passed out on the couch, so she prepared a few sandwiches and sent us back to sleep. We heard her crying, but we were too young to understand why. After school, back to The Gardens, I often spent some time on my knees, sucking Trevor or one of the other "bandits". I quickly got accustomed to Trevor's big black teen sausage, so much so I soon become able to swallow it down to the root, all of his thick 8-inch slab of hard meat, his plump dick head pushing well past my tonsils. At first, to make things easier for me, he made me smell something called a "popper" which really made me dizzy and all my muscles relaxed. I didn't like the popper because I preferred to feel the strain on the throat muscles rather than numb them from some chemical. I realized that pain wasn't always a bad thing for me, (my little dick was always hard as steel when I sucked my friends dry), and this realization confused me a lot. Trevor said he loved to "Netflix and chill" with the older girls, but nothing could beat him "skull-fucking" (another new word I learned a 9-year-old is not supposed to know, but on the streets you have to grow up quickly to survive) me and shooting his cum down my thigh throat,none of the girls could or would do that. He called me Mixy, or cum-dump if I was busy sucking dicks. I loved sucking him, alone or in front of the "Bandits", including my twin sis, and loved the taste of his large cum loads. Looking with teary eyes at his abs and flawless, silky black skin while he forcibly pushed his manhood down my throat and smashed my nose into his shaved crotch was addicting. Now I'd say I was falling in love with Trevor, but at my age at the time I didn't have a clue what love was. Since I was a toddler I have always loved animals. Everyone in our family loved them madly. For this I was proud of our family: I felt sorry for the children who had parents who did not like animals and therefore never received an animal as a gift. Over time, our two-and-a-half-bedroom apartment became a small zoo. After a while I had four mice, two cats, two squirrels, a budgie and Ajax, the brown Great Dane that we had brought to Chicago from the village. Ajax always slept next to my bed. When I fell asleep I would swing my arm out of bed to see if it was there. Another "bandit" had a dog. Andy was one of the two white boys in the pack. He was 13-years old, with a big mop of red hair on his head and around the base of his thick, but not very long, uncut dick. We discovered that north of the Gardens, in Washington Park, there were still remains of "almost-wild" nature. We went there with our dogs. Preferably we played "sniffer dog": one of us hid while his dog was held down. So the dog had to look for him. My Ajax had the best nose and so I won almost every time: the looser had to suck dick, for a change, and I loved to cum while he sucked me, even if I till "shoot blanks", as he put it. Sometimes, I took my animals to school. Our teacher used them as observation material in biology classes. Some teachers even allowed Ajax to stay with me during class. He never disturbed. Until the doorbell rang it remained near my seat, without moving. Oh, well, no, not really always. Sometimes, it liked to smell other kid's crotches and that always caused a burst of giggles among my 4th grade classmates. If they only knew... I would have been very happy with my pets and sucking the "bandits" were it not that things were getting worse with my father. While my mother went to work (she did cleaning in a nearby hospital), he stayed at home. Nothing had been done about the marriage agency, so my father was just waiting for another job he liked. We were running low on money, but he sat on the worn sofa and waited. Watched television and waited. Got drunk and waited... And his mad outbursts of anger became more and more frequent. I remember one Saturday morning I was home alone with him, being mom and sis out for some "girls only" errands. It was only 10 a.m. and he already had three Bud's. First, I did a mistake walking in front of the TV set while he was watching some crappy show about rusted vintage cars turned to "gold". It did upset him and he shouted at me to stay away from the "fucking TV". When I accidentally spilled my milk and cereals all over the kitchen floor, he lost it. Spanking was nothing new. This time, however, he pulled my PJ down and hit my bare ass with force. I instinctively squeezed my cheeks and sobbed silently, hoping not to upset him more. When the spanking ended, I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking my father was done beating me. "I'm not through with you yet, little brat. Stand up, bend over the couch and pull your butt cheeks apart." I could smell the beer in his breath and fear for my fate, but I did as I was told: I leaned forward, then reached back and grabbed my pale buttocks and spread them apart. My father moved behind me. I felt him spit on my ass, then he put his big middle finger at the entrance to my asshole. I immediately stiffened from the sensation, but he would still have made his way so I didn't react when he started shoving his big finger into my ass. After a few seconds without success, he spat again on my hole and quickly pushed his big middle finger into me. I shrieked in shock, more because of the surprise than the pain. My grunts soon became louder while my father continued to push his thick finger in and out my tight hole. It was painful, but not unpleasant and, again, I couldn't understand why I got an inexplicabe erection. After a couple of minutes, my father was able to easily shove his whole middle finger up my butt hole. He pulled his finger out and spat again on my asshole. Even though my little cock was hard as steel, I was getting tired of the abuse, but I kept my mouth shut and my buttocks wide open. Next, he quickly forced two fingers all the way up my asshole, and I cried out in pain. Then he pulled his two fingers almost all the way out and proceeded with finger fucking my tiny butt hole as fast as he could, wildly forcing his fingers into my ass until I was nearly in tears. He spoke to me. "Mmm that was good, little brat. Daddy loves your little butt hole. From now on I get to play with it whenever I want, ok?" I was reluctant to answer but, nevertheless, I slightly nodded my head. "I'll take that as a yes. Well, it seems you're enjoying yourself: your little dick is hard, faggot. I'm going to give you a treat in a minute, if you're good." He was still standing behind me. I heard the unmistakable sound of a zip being lowered. "Now, Jerry, I want you to spread your cheeks wider and push your ass like you gonna take a crap. I'm going to shove my cock up your faggot butt hole." He placed a hand on my back to keep me in place. Andy once tried to put his thick cock in my "boy-pussy", as he called it, but it was too painful and we never tried again. I tried to fight back my father, but he was too strong for me. I tried to take pity on him, "No Daddy, please! It will hurt, please don't, Daddy. I don't want to, my butt is so sore right now." "Well, I really don't care Jerry, this is for your own good, trust me, I know what's good for my faggot boy. Now lean back here and push your asshole right against my cock head." "Daddy, I can't! I just can't do it, it will hurt!" He gave me a quick smack on my ass, and hissed "This is your last chance, do what I said or I will fuck your sister's ass instead!" Realizing that I couldn't do anything else and to protect my twin sister, I obeyed that asshole who was my father. He held his dick at the entrance to my hole and said, "Now you have to force it into your butt hole by yourself, understand?" I nodded my head and took a deep breath. Now ready for the oncoming pain, I put more pressure against my father's cock head. I was determined to protect my sister and no matter how much he hurt me, I would take his cock up my ass. Luckily for me, my father was on the average part of men's dick size - I later found out he was a little more than five inches long and about four inches around. Andy was a lot thicker and Trevor a lot bigger in every way. I pushed harder and, finally, my ass ring gave way: before I knew it, my father's cock head was buried up my tight ass. My first reaction was of shock and I stood still with just his cock head in my butt, then the pain came and I cried out at the invasion. "OOOOOOWIIIEEEE! DAAAADDYYYY! IT HURTS, IT HURTS TOO MUCH!" He comforted me, "Oh, that's good Jerry, you're so fucking tight, go ahead, take a deep breath and put more of it in you, little fag, you have to put the whole thing up your butt." Still gasping from the penetration and not really ready for more, I obeyed my father. Very slowly, and all by myself, I buried my father's 5-inch cock into my butt hole, until I felt his coarse pubes scratching my smooth skin. At that point, I paused, still crying at the discomfort. "Mmm, that's great, you're so tight and hot, but you're going too slow. Tell me to fuck your butt, little faggot." "Daddy it hurts too much, I can't do anymore." I said and tried to move away. "Oh yeah, you fucking can." He said and stopped me from moving off his cock by grabbing me by the hips. He continued, "I'm going to take over. Tell me to fuck your butt. And say it loudly." With his cock burning into my bowels, I pleaded with him, "Please Daddy, I can't do anymore, it hurts too much, please take it out." He slapped my butt. "I'm not going to tell you again, now say it." Finally, I obeyed him and weakly said, "Fuck... my... butt... Daddy." "Louder! And say please." Again, I obeyed, "Please! Fuck my butt Daddy! Please fuck my butt. PLEASE FUCK MY BUTT!" With that, my father grabbed me by the hips and pulled out a little, telling me to repeat my line again. I cried out, "Fuck my butt. Please fuck my butt. Please fuck my butt. Please fuck my butt Daddy!" My father slammed forward with all his force, launching my feet off the ground. With nowhere for me to go, my tiny butt hole was forced open by his cock and his hairy thighs slapped against my smooth ass cheeks, his cock fully buried into my butt. I cried out again, my anal ring burning with pain, "DADDY! Oh Daddy please pull it out! Daddy! Pull it out of my butt!" "Oh Jerry, it feels so fucking nice. Soon you'll learn to love the feel of a cock up your butt hole, faggot. Maybe I could rent you out to some of the perverts out there and even make some money... Mmm, yeah, now I'm going to fuck you for good." He pulled a few inch of his cock out of my ass and then, after waiting for a second, he rammed his cock back into my burning butt. Then he began the onslaught: he slowly pulled half of his cock out of my butt then quickly rammed it home, his pubic bone slamming into my soft butt cheeks. He humped into me very hard three more times, causing him to grunt each time, then quickened the pace, fucking me with fast, shallow humps, wanting to bring on his own orgasm. He was almost out of control as he slammed his cock into my tight butt, with me gasping at each thrust. Growing tired, I gasped, "Oh God... Da...a...addy... I... I can't... take no... no mo... more! Please... sto...op!", my voice interrupted by his cock slamming deep into my guts. Not caring about my complaints, my father kept up the rough anal fucking, shoving his cock to the hilt with each inward thrust; now my anus was stretched enough for him to pull most of his cock out before again thrusting home, my smooth butt cheeks repeatedly smacking on his hairy thighs. Nearing climax, my father spoke to me about his plan, "Ok faggot, I'm almost ready." I managed to reply "Ready... for... what?" Still thrusting in and out, he told me, "Oh, I got a treat for a little faggot like you. I'm going to cum in your sweet mouth. And you're going to swallow it all down, no matter how disgusting it sounds. Or else..." He spoke again, "Yeah, my faggot boy get to eat my cum, aren't you excited, Jerry? Mmm, your butt is so soft and your hole so tight, I can't wait to see your mouth filled with my daddy's cream." After saying that, he tightened his grip on my hips and slammed his cock into my butt harder than ever, causing my cheeks to slap hard against his thighs and my over stretched ass ring to hug tightly against his cock. I was helpless and writhed in pain from the rough pounding. He held me down for a second then spoke, "Ok Jerry. When I pull my cock out I want you to sit down on the couch and open your mouth really wide, do you hear me, little faggot?" I simply nodded yes, trying to fight off the pain his swollen cock head was causing deep inside my guts. "Ok faggot, here it goes." He said pulling his cock out. "Now sit down and open your mouth real wide" he moved and instructed me into place. For the first time I saw my father's cock: it wasn't very big but it was swollen and heavily veined, really red and glistening with saliva and ass juices. It throbbed wildly to my father's heartbeat. Not the best cock I'd seen, yet I found it fascinating. "Open your mouth wide, Jerry" he said, his lean and hairy body towering over my head. He used his hands to tilt the my head back and force my mouth wide open; then he positioned the angry red cock-head right in front of my mouth and vigorously stroked his penis, shining with my ass juices. After only a few strokes he was ready to blow, "Ffffuuuckk Jerry. Here it comes, you have to swallow all of it you hear me? If you don't swallow all of my cum, your sister will pay the price of your failure. Ok?" I nodded yes, ready to obey him, as the first volley of cum shot out of his cock right over my face. I flinched back but he had his hand behind my head, not allowing me to move as the warm cum landed on my forehead. The next shots of cum erupted from his cock and this time they landed right into my open mouth. My father continued squirting his warm cumload into my mouth that was quickly filling up with gooey spunk. "Oh fuck, Jerry!!! Swallow what's in your mouth", he said, still shooting thick loads into my mouth. I quickly closed my mouth, now completely filled with my father's thick semen, and swallowed. It tasted different from Trevor's or the other bandits: creamier, saltier, with a pungent flavor. I tasted my ass juices, and found them quite palatable. My father collapsed on his back, on the floor. "Go away, faggot... go. Go have a shower and never mention what happened to anyone. Or else..." I picked up my pj and ran to the bathroom. While in the hot shower I couldn't help but think of Trevor's big black cock wildly pounding my little ass in the back alley... ******* My stories on Nifty: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/little-alex/ - The Mother of all my stories https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/little-alex-friends - A spin-off adventure among Alex's friends https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/incest/little-alex-jenny-and-the-machine - A Bisex variation with a little sister https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/a-romanian-in-paris/ - A dark fantasy packed with young, nasty boys.. https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/the-devil-lives-in-paris/ - Remastered version of A Romanian in Paris, with a different twist https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/i-am-back - An hommage to fellow Author Norfolkandgood.