Date: Sat, 7 May 2022 10:12:58 +0200
From: Chaim Utrecht <groeiutrecht@gmail.com>
Subject: Open up the hidden truth Part 1

Open up the hidden truth.
By Chaim
groeiutrecht@gmail.com

This story is fictional based on fictional characters. This story details
the adventures of a burglar and two legal teenage boys and their Daddy.

I had watched the cottage carefully. I knew that the boy had just been put
to bed and that it was still too early for his Daddy to return. It was a
little before eleven in the evening. On the kitchen table I noticed a
yellow note, saying: "Mark, you can reach me by WhatsApp as usual."

It was a little strange to find Mark was the boy's babysitter. I knew Mark,
he was a happy eighteen-year-old skater boy and you are right, I'm a
burglar, but a special one. I have been in the military, the special
forces, fit and well trained. I tried it in civilian society and ended up
in a trailer park. I don't do drugs, no way, but I'm tired of poverty and
boring jobs, plus I adore innocent teenage boys who think they're old
enough to be left alone in their luxurious safe suburbs. Those innocent
boys are the easy and delicious by-catch of my work.

I prepare well, that is the wonderful part of my preparations. I meet those
teen boys in the park, on the beach, in the gym. They are impressed by my
athletic stature and skills they talk extensively about how they live and
thus give away the information I needed. If they are also attractive, my
plans are soon made.

Mark was my last catch. He told me about this cottage, the rich single
Daddy and his barely legal son. Probably the boy, just sixteen was still
too young to be left alone and still needed a babysitter. Money quickly
earned, I smiled, I not begrudged Mark his easy job but had other plans. I
had made my own plan quickly, it was time for me, the Robber Baron.

When I got to the back door of the cottage, I saw Mark in the kitchen, he
was unaware that I had been watching him for half an hour from the
garden. He wasn't prepared when I entered and wrestled him to the floor.

"What the fuck!"

Mark yelled and cursed at me as I straddled him, pinning his arms behind
his back. Oh boy, this was easy, Mark was only a little kid compared to
me. Well, he was mostly young muscle from what I could see, but from the
way he went down, he had no idea how to use them.

"Now boy, no need to play tough."

I grabbed a piece of rope from my black rucksack next to me, wrapping it
around his wrists. "What the fuck?"

Mark thrashed around underneath me, but his arms were tied now. I grabbed
his long blonde hair and pulled his head back. "Ow! Shit!"

I warned him, "Listen to me little punk, you do what I say, or you will
face the consequences."

Mark tried to spit at me, but I slapped him away. I grabbed another piece
of rope, this time turning him around and binding his legs together. "Now,
I'll give you a some time to relax."

I got up, leaving him wriggling around on the floor. I waited until I heard
the yelling and cursing stop and said,

"Now time for the next step, little punk."

I grabbed some more rope and the scissors. I pushed him on a wooden kitchen
chair, and knelt down in front of him, Mark's eyes were suddenly wide with
fear. I slowly undid his belt, and undid the button holding his tight blue
jeans together. Mark screamed at me as I unzipped his jeans, pushing them
down around his knees. He had on a pair of white boxer briefs underneath,
nice! "Nice body, for a little punk."

I said with a smile, tweaking his left nipple. The sight of the trussed up
boy in his white boxer briefs was driving me crazy, and I spread my legs
and stoked my throbbing cock in my black jeans openly. I felt my own mouth
open with desire at the sight of him. I wanted to rape Mark, to lick the
boy's teen dick and fuck his virgin boy-pussy. It didn't take long before I
was ready to blow my load. I pointed at my cock,

"Ready for this?"

It was my turn to sneer down at him. I slowly took my rigid cock from my
jeans and Mark shook his head. I groaned,

"You do not believe how horny I am for you. I can think of nothing more
than to fuck your little teen ass."

and with that aimed my cock at him. I touched my cock and my load shot out,
landing on his face. Some got in his blonde hair, but most of it ran down
his cheek and nose. I rubbed the rest of it out onto his cheek, his eyes
were filled up with tears. I leaned in close to his ear.

"You fucked with the wrong guy tonight, boy. Never resist me, I always get
what I want."

I chuckled, giving his nipple one last twist. I looked down and noticed a
rather sizable bulge in Mark's white boxer briefs. "Oh my, did my boy enjoy
that?"

I reached down, grabbing his teen dick. Sure enough, he was rock hard. I
untied his arms so he could sprawl onto the ground, then reattached his
bindings again. I grabbed his wallet, checked his ID and took his
iPhone. Turning off the lights, leaving the sobbing, bound, aroused boy in
the dark.



Finding the boy



Now standing in the living I had other matters to think about. I looked
around for valuables, but found nothing. I went upstairs in the main
bedroom. There as a some change and some expensive watches. As usually
happened on my hunt, my uncut cock began to creep down my right leg,
becoming visible through the thin silk boxer, I had stolen a few weeks ago
in the cottage of a kinky queer boy.

Fuck, I just shot my load over Mark's face and was horny again. Checking
the nightstand didn't help my aroused condition, inside it I found, amongst
other times, a black dildo, around eight inches long and a bottle of lube,
and a anal stimulator. I grabbed them and holding the seven inch dildo in
my hand I looked at it. I imagined the Daddy prepared his son's little ass
with the a black dildo. Man, I would enjoy watching them!

'You got an eager ass,' the horny Daddy smirked. 'You'd be a good slut!'
The Daddy started pressing, with a hard push, the tip slit in the little
boy. 'You slut, that's it, open up to your daddy. Show me how much you want
it,' and the dildo slit in completely. The Daddy reached out, took the
dildo and started thrusting it in and out of his young ass. First little
thrusts, but building up and eventually he took the dildo almost completely
out and rammed it back in again. 'Looks like you're ready for the bigger
work, little slut.' That would be the moment to move in and to take control
and to fuck the boy myself. This was too hot and the vivid images it evoked
made my cock rock hard, it began to strain against my tight black jeans. I
had to do something about it! So, why not? I could go for the real thing, I
wanted that little boy.



I walked down the hall, to the room where the boy had to be, his door was
open. Carefully, I went in and closed the door behind me, leaving the
lights off. I walked silently over to the boy's bed, where he was sleeping,
and I looked at him. He was around sixteen, but looked much younger. He had
blonde hair, and had an innocence to his face that made my cock twitch. I
put the toys and lube on the floor and sat softly onto the bed, resting my
hand on the boy's leg. I stroked his leg soft and gentle. The boy suddenly
opened his eyes and gasped,

"Who are you?!"

He almost shouted. Maybe my figure was threatening in the darkness, dressed
out in all black, with a black ski mask. My silhouette showed my power.

"I'm Mark's friend," I said softly but threateningly, "Mark asked me to
come up and see if you was okay."

I rubbed the boy's leg somewhat more and I knew he liked it, "Does that
feel good?"

"Yeah." the boy replied softly. It wasn't long before I had rubbed my way
to his crotch and he was hard, his penis poking straight up, tenting his
white briefs. So I started massaging the outline of his little shaft and
heard him moan. I reached under his waistline and cupped his penis and
balls in my hand. "You like that?"

"Oh yeah, but you shouldn't do that." Protest and resistance were useless,
so I ignored him, I didn't want to waste my time with prudery. It was all
about my pleasure, prudery wasn't useful with a little boy like him.

"I know you are Joey and we can be good friends. Friends can touch each
other, don't you think so?"

He wasn't convinced, "I don't know you, so you can't touch me there."

Usually the boys who were protesting eventually enjoyed it. I remembered
the young boys I had before, they had protested, of course it's new to
them, but they wanted it after some persuasiveness. some of them screamed
and resist, but that pushed me always into more demanding action. I entered
their protesting bodies and at the end my power always convinced them to
accept the inevitable. Somehow, Joey's protest sounded more as an act to
vent his insecurity than real resistance. Whatever, I was horny and my need
had to be satisfied.

The boy was lost in this new experience, he didn't protest as my hand
fished around inside his white boy briefs.

He was only barely conscious of me bringing the tip of his swollen penis
out. My fingers closed around the wet little glans and I began to expertly
jack him off. Suddenly the boy realized his situation and what I was
doing. When I pulled back his foreskin, he opened his eyes wide,

"No, no...!" he whispered urgently, "You can't do that. This is too
queer. I mean too gay, don't do that."

I whispered softly, "Look at me." He raised his eyes to me, and smiled
puzzled. I stroked the tiny cock-head softly and asked, "Nice isn't it?"

He nodded, his mouth seemed unable to respond to all these new and exciting
feelings. I released his hard penis for a second and put my arm around him,
pulling him close to my body. It felt so good, just holding the boy tight
to my powerful body. I knew I was about fuck him. The boy's smooth thighs
were good looking and I noticed how firm his ass looked beneath his tight
white briefs, so inviting to be taken.

I cautioned myself, take your time. Just for a moment I wondered what was
happening to me as I imagined fucking him. It was too early, I had to stop,
but when my hand stroked his ass my cock chose a different direction,
without delay my balls tightened, no way I could stop it. A groaned and a
jet of killer overheated man cum shot onto my thin silk boxer short. I came
without touching myself, wow, I needed that release! I panted but very
slowly my heart beat slowed to below the red line so I could catch my
breath.



The boy watched me with surprised eyes, maybe he had no idea what had
happened. He brought me back to reality, saying, "Mark didn't say anything
to me about having a friend over!"

Joey looked at me straight in the eye, suspiciously. The boy's cute
innocent face masked a certain pride and his eyes begged me, 'Please, don't
make me do this.'

We both knew damn well that was an illusion, but I loved to hear boys beg
for the last vestiges of their self-respect and pride, I would strip away
whatever pride remained and I knew immediately I would have to deal with
Joey's pride very soon.

With an older boy, humiliation was my main goal, I fucked them to emphasize
my power over them, the goal was to break them, to break their pride. A
good spanking always helped and as I needed to, I increases the strength of
my blows to get them broken. I looked at Joey, he was so young, too young
for that approach and it wouldn't be necessary either, so I said,

"Well, Mark did, and here I am. I'm in charge and you obey me, whatever it
takes."

It was a threat, but I continued gentle, showing my concern,

"Now, aren't you hot dressed in a T-shirt and briefs, Joey?" using his name
for the first time, "Wouldn't you like to take them off and sleep naked,
like all good teen boys do?"

I began to lift up his T-shirt, while I kept a watchful lustful eye on him
as he lifted his arms and exposed his nearly hairless pits, and the T-shirt
slid it off of him. My cock throbbed and I started to tug at the boy's
white briefs. Joey grabbed them firmly, "No, I don't want do that," the boy
said indignantly. I tugged a little harder and managed to rip them halfway
down his smooth legs.

"Hey man! Stop that, you're not supposed to do that! Stop it or I'll tell
Daddy."

I smiled down on him,

"Oh, no! You won't tell your Daddy, and Mark is asleep. I'm your babysitter
now, so you better listen to me and do what I say."

I stopped and looked at him, saying, "You look cute when you are naked."

Joey flushed, awkward with the compliment and I asked softly,

"Do you shave your body?" Joey looked annoyed, "No, or course not! I don't
shave my body!"

He looked a bit ashamed. I was surprised, because his legs and ass looked
entirely smooth, for a sixteen-year-old that stroke me as very odd. He
probably was a late-bloomer. Well, I liked them smooth, so it suited my
taste. As hard as I strained my eyes, there were no real signs of peach
fuzz. Below the boy's perfect little penis rested his small sized hairless
balls. The smooth sac securing those rounded marvels held onto them ever so
tightly close to the base of his penis. The harder I looked at his perfect
smooth body, the more my mouth watered. I asked softly, "No single hair at
all on your body?"

Joey got angry, he felt humiliated, he yelled,

"No, no! I won't answer your stupid questions anymore! Don't touch me
again! Leave me alone!"

That young pride again. It clear to me is that Joey needed to be broken,
and his shortcomings he exhibited now should be corrected. I asked him
menacingly,

"Oh boy, so you won't obey your babysitter, huh?"

The boy, yelled again, "You're not my babysitter!" but before the boy could
finish his protest, I was already pulling him across my lap and pulling his
briefs all the way down. In a flash Joey's hands were firmly clapped over
his penis. Joey had already decided to cover that and let me see his bare
butt. I went for hard approach and gave his marble white butt cheeks a nice
loud blow and the boy yelped. Maybe nobody had spanked his butt before,
anyhow for Joey it was pure humiliating, degrading and painful but looking
at his penis, it was also a major turn on for him.

I spun him around and wrenched his arms away from his body so Joey's little
boy boner was exposed to me. I saw it his little pride! Mark had been
right, Joey was bald and hairless all over, smooth like a baby boy.

Joey was exposed and looked vulnerable, humiliated and in ecstasy, his butt
and penis were there for me. Oh, yeah, this was hot!

I admired his young smooth body, from his blue eye, to his pert little
nose, on down past those two little boy tits, to his smooth belly button,
on down past that hard hairless penis, to the slim legs that were hairless
too, but maybe some fuzz might be starting to show, it was too dark to see
and I didn't care much.

"Okay. little shit, did Mark touch your naked body and played with your
penis and cute little butt?"

"No, no..." he replied, "He would never do that."

I smiled, "Have you ever longed of his touch, boy?" Joey nodded, indicating
he did. I got angry and leaned toward the boy, "You are never to shake or
nod your head to answer me, little slut. You are always answer my questions
properly and be careful how you answer, because I'll know if you're
lying. If you lie to me, this night will be really unpleasant."

He looked at me for a long moment, then looked at the floor. I raised my
hand as a threatening warning, "Yes, you were right.,"

he said, turning crimson. "Mark touched me sometimes there."

I lowered my hand and praised him, "Good boy, now you are honest."

"Did you cum as he touched you penis?" He blushed, slowly, and very softly,
he responded, "Yes."

My cock was raging, and I had already decided that today it was going to
get some relief at his expense. My eyes were on his stiff penis and to make
it worse for him, I mumbled,

"Wow, that you can cum, that surprises me, you penis is so tiny," and I
looked at his trembling body, "don't worry, you got a cute little boy
boner."

Deadly comments for a young teenager, but he needed to know his place. It
was a pity, the message didn't get through. On the contrary, the
humiliation fueled his resistance,

"Let go of me! Mark, help me!" Joey yelled. I brought the palm of my hand
down hard on the boy's little ass, with a loud crack. Now the boy yelled
out furiously, "Ow fuck, that hurts, dirty bastard, let go of me!"

I smacked his ass hard again, and then again and told him, "I'll teach you
to obey me, I'm your babysitter and I'm in charge. You have been warned, so
take it,"

I growled with pent-up lust, and smacked him again, now even harder. My red
handprints were clearly visible on the cute little ass, even in the
dark. The boy fought and kicked and punched at the bulging thighs under
him, but I was far more stronger than him. The boy's squirming against my
cock, making me ooze pre-cum, and I felt my soaked silk boxers getting more
wet and sticky. The boy's ass was bright red, so I smacked it one last time
and, picking up the boy in one arm, went over to my rucksack where I kept
my ropes. The boy shook and thrashed, desperately trying to get away, but I
managed to keep hold of him,

"Now... we're going to make sure you can't escape your punishment, you
little fucker. You've been very bad tonight and you're going to get what's
coming to you."

"No..." the boy whimpered. I tossed the boy roughly onto his bed, and took
both his wrists in one hand, swinging one of the ropes around them several
times, loose, but secure. "Stop it! Don't do this to me!"

the boy yelled again, to no avail. I said nothing. With Joey's hands
restrained, I tightened a knot and flipped him over, throwing him onto his
stomach. The boy yelled out in frustration and kicked at me wildly. I
chuckled and held tight onto the boy's ankle. The boy's legs were slightly
stronger than his arms had been, but with some effort, I managed to get a
rope a couple times around his left one, just above the knee. I bent it up
to the boy's chest, and pulling the rope tightly across the smooth lower
back, bent his other flailing leg the same way and secured it on the other
side.

"What are you, going to do?" the boy asked desperately. "Shut the fuck up,
little slut," was my only response. I stepped back a moment to view my
work. Joey's arms were up above his head, his blonde head in the
pillow. The boy's tight little ass was pointing straight up at me, his
cheeks spread wide open. I licked my lips as the boy's little hole
tightened up momentarily. I could take my time now, I had caught Mark by
surprise, he was tied up and downstairs, and his Daddy was gone. I was free
to use this boy my way.



Slowly I took my black T-shirt off, and in one swoop. I took my black jeans
and soaked boxers off over my boots. Standing there in the moonlight that
streamed through the window, the results of all my work-out sessions was
apparent. My pecs glistened with the sweat from wrestling with the boy, and
matted the soft little black hairs that covered them. Down a bulging six
pack went a trail of more soft black hair, into the trimmed bush over my
cock. My cock pointed at the boy's little ass, and I ran my hand over my
tool a few times, pulling back the foreskin. I grabbed my cock by the base
and held it, and a long stream of pre-cum oozed out onto the floor. Joey's
small size and smooth skin concealed the early maturity he possessed. Not
physical maturity. Fuck, no, Joey was a real late bloomer, but emotional
quite mature. Mark had told me, Joey knew what he wanted, what he liked,
and how to get it. Mark complained Joey was as manipulative as a boy can
be, and he used Mark, his babysitter, to get it his way. I smiled, the
little slut, so fucking hot. I was totally in control, he didn't stand a
chance with me. I would impose my will on him, not the other way
around. Joey was a total slut in the best sense of the word, I would use
his smooth little body to get what I wanted, which was the opportunity to
use his young little body for my insatiable pleasure. The contrast between
his size and mine, oh, so appealing. So sexy, do totally perverted, but I
didn't care. As soft and smooth as the boy was, it provided me the amazing
contrast I needed. Yeah! Joey was a hot piece of ass!



The boy's whimpering had my head reeling. I pumped out another drop of
pre-cum, and, with one knee on the bed, my uncircumcised cock and dangling
ball sack were just inches from Joey's face and my cock was pulsing to a
full erection right before his eyes. In seconds it was completely hard, six
inches of handsome, rigid muscle.

"You want to suck this, don't you?"

The boy was in total shock, this came as a total surprise. I held my cock
in my hand and touched it to his wet boy lips. Joey turned his head away,
all boys do that the first time. He struggled in his bonds but the sight
and smell my hard-on was starting to have an effect on him. Joey was
getting aroused! I grabbed the back of his blonde head and pulled his cute
face into my crotch and rubbed my cock on his face and told him, "You know,
really good boys do special things to please real men like me, kiss it,
taste my drool, boy."

After a minute of trying to avoid the inevitable, he slowly opened his
mouth and his tongue came out and he licked my glans. I guided his lips up
and down om my cock-head and said, "Good boy!"

I praised Joey fighting back my desire to force my way entirely inside.
"You'll learn to like this, Joey!"

My cock slid up a little along his tongue, "We're going to do one of those
special things right now, Joey. You're going to be a really good little boy
for me." and ordered him, "Suck at my cock."

Joey's tongue lapped at my cock. It wasn't long before the boy had managed
to get all of my cockhead into his mouth, his lips wrapped tightly under
it.

"Fuck yes!" I moaned out under my breath, "Such a good boy. Suck my fucking
dick, you little cocksucker!"

Joey tried harder, sucking more, desperate to get me deeper inside his
mouth. I looked down at him. Joey's little mouth was stretched around my
cock-head, "Now you're a good boy, Joey, such a good fucking slut boy."

The boy sucked more and more, harder and harder, his jaw was being
stretched and his tongue squashed flat against the base of his mouth. It
wasn't long before my moans started to get louder.

"Oh boy, I give you a taste of my spunk, Joey. Good boys swallow spunk,
good little slut boys drink down spunk from their babysitter."

he was definitely going to swallow He was tied up and given up on his
resistance.

"Be a good boy, Joey," I praised him, my cock throbbed in his mouth, "show
me you can do it." I challenged him and that did the trick, he sucked my
cock like an eager baby. "Fucking take my cock into your throat. Fuck!
You're such a good boy, Joey. Such a fucking good cock sucking slut boy." I
kept pushing, Joey's hips moving forward and my hand pulling his head in
towards me. Joey gagged and choked as I started to fuck his throat. I
slowly pulled out, still keeping most his mouth still of my cock, give the
boy a moment to breath and I pushed back in as far as I possibly
could. Soon I established a steady quick rhythm. Joey's eyes were watering,
saliva was leaking down his chin but he didn't complain.

"Fuck boy, you're good. Taking my man cock deep into your tight little
throat! "I am going to have a lot of fun with you, little cocksucker."

I was in complete control of his movement and I started to pull the boy up
and down my cock faster and faster.

"You want my cum. Good boys love cum. You need my cum, don't you? Fuck, you
need it!"

My voice got more and more aggressive until it was almost like an animal
growling and roaring above him. My cock-head swelled in his mouth and
started to pulse before powerful jets of man cum fired from my cock and
straight into his waiting and now willing mouth, "Oh fuck!" I pulled back,
his lips now tight around about half of my cock-head and my cum splashed
across his tongue. Joey tasted me, had my load on his tongue. "Hold it," I
ordered, "don't swallow yet."

Joey did his best but there was so much of it that it was leaking out, down
his chin and over his cheeks. When I had finally finished shooting he was
drowning in my man spunk. "Look at all that man cum. You want to swallow
it, don't you? Good boys always swallow my cum."

A little more of his load dribbled out over his lips. I smiled down at him,
"That's a good boy, Joey. Swallow now."

Joey swallowed and he just kept swallowing and swallowing, gulping my spunk
down just like every good slut boy should do. Still holding his head I took
my time to recover. I was in control, he submitted himself to me.

"You're a good boy, aren't you, Joey?" my voice was low and deep. Joey
tried to reply but nothing came out when he opened his mouth. I slapped his
white bum, "Yeah, you are, and you want to be a really good boy for me,
don't you?" I stroked the side of his cheek with one hand and with my other
hand I stroked his smooth butt. Joey's eyes focused back on my crotch as he
whispered with tears in his eyes, "Yes, I will do everything to please
you."

He was broken, sure, but not broken in, not yet. Joey's cherry was intact,
and every virgin boy-pussy was the ultimate challenge for me.

So I went for his ass. I rubbed the head of my cock along the boys wide
open butt crack. "Oh!"  the boy whimpered, confused and a little afraid.

"You're scared of me, aren't you? That's cute."

The boy's little boy hole was shiny and clean, he'd obviously had taken a
shower that night. I leaned my elbows down onto the bed, and, not touching
the boy, licked my own clear pre-cum off the boy's little pussy. Hungrily,
I started tonguing the boy's asshole.

"What are you... oh no!"  the boy cried.  "Tell me you want it." I
said. "Let me out of here. I..."

I cut him off. "Either you tell me you like it and you want it," I said,
"Or I'll understand you like it rough instead."

With that I thrust my tongue deep into the boy and spread his ass lips with
it, coating the boy's insides with my spit. My drool ran down the boys
still hairless crotch as I licked and slurped. My tongue probed at the
boy's tight little boy hole, and it began to loosen up. Joey shook and his
ass wriggled around a bit on my relentless invasion.

"Oh..." the boy said softly, still a bit confused, and his hole loosened up
a little more. "That's a good boy, fuck, you look so pretty like that. What
babysitter could resist that boy pussy? Mark must be a donkey."

I leaned back, kneeling on the floor at the foot of the bed. Instinctively,
I grabbed the lube and positioned it over the boy's spread open ass
crack. I let the clear fluid dribble down onto the boy's sphincter and down
to his little ball sac. "What are you...?" the boy squealed.

"I told you, shut the fuck up, boy. Now I'm really going to teach you how
to obey me."

I took Joey's restrained hands and I untied his legs. Before the boy could
move I turned him on his back. "What are you, going to do?" the boy asked
desperately. "Shut the fuck up, little slut," and I climbed onto his bed
facing him.  I moved his wrists above his head and secured them to the
headboard. Next I grabbed his legs roughly and lashed some rope around his
ankles and tied them to the headboard like his wrists. Joey was bent
double, there was nothing he could do.

Joey was drop-dead gorgeous, his perfect penis, his blond tousled hair and
cute boyish body.  He strained slightly at his bonds but no teen muscles or
rippling abs were gonna get him out of this.  Joey's fuddled brain wasn't
in gear, he was a virgin boy, now in my hands, a former Marine was who used
his looks and work to reel in fresh boy pussy on an almost weekly basis. I
fuck them, breed them, wreck their boy holes. My hole-wrecking cock had
broken in countless virgin boys. The faces of the little teen boys I
usually fucked blurred into one, their moaning ringing in his mind as my
cock throbbed away, pulsing as more cum dribbled out.  Joey was special, so
I would make this very special to him. I inspected his tight virgin
boy-pussy. "Joey, has somebody already been in here?" I looked at him. "No,
of course not,"

I smiled, "Good boy, because I want to pop your cherry myself." Joey looked
puzzled and I explained softly, "I want to fuck your ass for the first
time."

With one hand, I smeared the lube all over the boy's smooth ass and balls,
fondling each one thoroughly in my hand, and with the other, stuck a finger
slowly up his tight boy's ass.

"Oh!"  The boy grimaced. I ordered, "Relax, open your hole up wide, you
little slut." I fucked the boy with my middle finger, twisting it around
and spreading his boy pussy open. "Oh! You're hurting me!" The boy
complained.

My voice filled Joey with fear, "Right boy, That's the point, your little
boy pussy needs to be stretched. this is just the beginning."

All the time I continued to work my finger over, around and inside the
tightly clenched hole of little Joey. The boy moaned softly at the new
sensations at his ass, while my own hand worked on my hard cock. Oh god,
this was the best, a willing and eager virgin boy, what a lucky day!At the
same time the thin skin around Joey's small boy hole burnt like hell as my
finger buried itself deeper into his insides. I know what my boys feel, but
no pain, no gain. The applied lubricant made it a little easier, but it
still felt like Joey was being split in half. The burning in the boy's ass
got no less as my finger withdrew and forced its way back inside the tight
hole. Joey now felt the knuckle pass his entrance and the full length of
the finger was deep inside, where I began to twist his finger. Twisting and
turning it, as it tried to loosen the tightness of the young teen boy. Joey
tried to thrash around from the pain, he groaned but didn't complain.

"Shut up, little bitch." I growled, slapping the boy hard again on his
ass. The boy just whimpered, maybe he was learning.

The boy had a relaxed and natural submissive attitude to all those new and
weird sensations I gave him. I didn't want to hurt or harm him, I had
something intensely pleasurable to give him. The boy liked me and my
treatment, I was sure of that. He obviously liked it and was a young and
undiscovered talent! I dribbled even more lube on the boy's ass, so that it
ran down the inside of his spread smooth boy legs, and began to soak his
bedspread. For what seemed like an eternity, I mercilessly finger fucked
the young boy, steadily getting harder and harder. After a few minutes, I
went deeper and found the boy's prostate gland.

Joey gasped when this happened, and a low desperate moan escaped his
powerless lips. I hit his joy spot with a hard, relentless massage until he
had the boy moaning and panting and pushing his ass back for more.

"That's it, boy, show me you need! Show me you are a horny little slut!"

The boy's little hairless penis was hard now, and every time I rubbed his
prostate gland it twitched a little bit up toward his stomach. My own cock
was dripping so much pre-cum that a small puddle had formed on the floor
between my legs.

"Yeah, you like that, don't you, you little slut. You like me finger
fucking your little boy pussy. You see what happens to little sluts like
you who don't listen to their babysitter?"

The boy just went, "Mm, mm," and whined like a puppy for more. Joey's
little boy hole had widened so much from my ministrations, that I consented
to sticking two fingers in, and finally three. Each time another finger was
inserted, the boy just grunted loudly and wriggled his hips around
eagerly. With my other hand, I teased the tender ass lips that protruded
slightly when I pulled my fingers out.

This seemed to make the boy whine even more. "Okay, little cunt, I think
you're ready for something much bigger."

I showed Joey my cock hard man cock. "Well, pussy boy, you know this is all
going inside you, don't you? I'm going to fill you so full of my man cum
you will want me to return. After this you will beg me to be taught how to
be my bitch and pussy boy. I'm sure of that Joey."



I stopped myself from saying more, Joey was too uncertain to admit his true
feelings, but I felt the change in attitude,

"Good boy! You will like it. You will be fucked by me very soon!"

I looked down at the dildo, and then to my own cock, which was painfully
hard now, and shiny wet from all the pre-cum, the whimpering Joey had
forced out of it. No contest, I decided, the dildo was too little. I looked
at the boy's twitching hole and my throbbing cock pumped another huge glob
of pre-cum from the tip. I knew what I wanted, so stepped up to the bed and
grabbed the boy by the hips pulling him roughly further toward the edge of
the bed. I grabbed my cock by the base, aimed it at the boy's twitching
hole. This was the moment of truth and ecstasy. I warned him,

"Get ready boy, I'm going to take your cherry, and I'm going to fuck you
hard! I'm not going to stop till all my cock is buried in your boy pussy,
you hear me, boy! Joey, your boy pussy is mine now!"

With that, I lined my cock head up with his cherry. I forced the head
inside, Joey screamed, "Oh fuck!"

Joey was still bent double and unable to move. As he screamed, I shoved
only half of my cock inside him,

"Fuck yes, Joey," I growled, "you were made for this." and with one smooth,
steady stroke, I shoved my cock all the way up his boy-pussy. Oh god it
felt so good, going into that tiny little butt hole, he was warm and
tight. I pushed my cock in further and started to fuck him slowly. I kissed
him, licked his chin, kissed down his neck and played with his tiny boy
nipples as I thrust slowly and gently into him. Joey moaned with pleasure
as my cock brushed against his joy button. I fucked Joey, gradually
starting to go a bit faster, the hornier I got. I continued pumping into
him, fast and hard now. Joey's eyes were practically rolling back and his
penis throbbed against his belly.  "Oh my god!!" the boy grunted loudly,
"Oh, mm, mm," his responses were mostly involuntary, but being filled all
the way up with my cock was a feeling Joey certainly liked.  I stopped for
a second. I looked down at this handsome boy laying beneath me, his slender
legs, and his cute smile had kind of disappeared with him biting his lower
lip. My eyes went to his miniature nipples. They were standing up on his
smooth chest. Joey pressed back on me as far as he could in his tied up
position, and I gripped his hips to stay in control. Being an eager young
boy, what he certainly was, he slid back on my cock and I shoved forward
again till I hit his bottom. Oh, damn Joey was a very tight fit and I loved
that. He was really biting his lip, and tears came to his eyes, but it
didn't stop me. No pain no gain.

I was actually more worried about climaxing too soon, so stopped and
withdrew my cock for a second. Joey panted, "Oh that felt so good, please
fuck me!"

I loved the nice warm, tight, feeling around my cock but I wanted this to
last as long as possible. I whispered, "I will, but we do it my way. Be a
good little slut and take my cock. I want to fuck that tight little boy ass
hard."

Joey begged for it, "Stick it in me, I want it, fuck me, oh please fuck
me!"

I grabbed his waist and he relaxed as my cock slid in again, his ass tight
and warm around on my cock with my balls soon resting on his butt. Joey
tried to push back, moaning, "Oh... oh.. uh, oh yeah, fuck me."

this was pure ecstasy. My rhythm became really fast, I was sweating like a
pig right there. This was the real thing. The boy yelled, sounding very
much like a little slut, but not caring one bit. "Fuck! Ah, oh my god!"

I was sliding in and out of him the whole time and Alex was screaming

for more. What a feeling! This was something, this was beyond his wildest
dream. "Oh fuck my ass, let me feel your cock!"

I was enjoying hearing the young teen boy scream and having my cock
massaged by the teenage boy's asshole. This had been always a fantasy of
me, to force a willing boy like Joey to submit to my hard man cock. Having
sex with boys was always great, but taking Joey was fucking mind
blowing. Joey screamed and screamed for more until the burning and the pain
slowly seemed to leak away. On one of the out strokes I pulled out fully
and said in a lust filled voice,

"You are the best. Soon you will be addicted to me and my cock!"

I shoved my cock to the hilt up Joey's ass.

"Fuck!"

The boy screamed, more out of the pleasure than the pain of having his ass
raking my man cock.

"Oh yeah, I will fuck you!"

I pounded into him like a mad man.

"Yes, please fuck me. Fuck me hard and deep. I need it! Give it to me!"

Joey yelled. I slapped him across his left cheek and shouted, "Scream for
it!" Oh yes, Joey did, "Fuck me! Yeah just fuck me! Oh god! I'm your bitch
boy! Whatever, just fuck me hard!"

I twisted Joey's boy nipples hard and went for it.

"Yeah, your fucking boy pussy is milking my cock, bottom boy. Milk it for
me."

I grabbed him by his hair, pulled up and Joey started screaming, "Oh yeah,
fuck me, fuck me hard."

I grabbed his head, arched his back, pulled him by his blonde hair, and
thrusted my cock in him until I could feel his ass crack on my balls, I was
slamming him with my cock, he was moaning loud, so I grabbed him by his
neck, arched his back down, and put my hand over his mouth pulling him up
into my chest and I just tore that ass apart. He screamed, "Yeah, fuck me,
right there, oh fuck, oh fuck, do me."

As I fucked his little boy ass, I promised him, "I am going to fuck the
hell out of you, yeah boy. You like that big fucking cock, don't you,
little slut?" I whispered. "Oh, yes, Sir!"

Joey was panting heavily now, and as I slowly picked up the pace, he
started drooling as his face contorted in the lust of taking his first man
cock, my cock! In answer to the boy's new found obedience, I started really
plowing the asshole hard, thrusting deep with every stroke, pounding so
hard into the boy's little ass that the bed banged up against the wall
again and again. Joey just whimpered pitifully,

"Oh please, oh, please, oh, yes, oh, yes, do it harder, please!"

he really begged for it. Joey was such a slut.

I liked the rapist stealing his cherry and was not used to this kind of
willingness. With one final pounding thrust, I stiffened, my mouth dropped
open, and I shot my hot load in torrents up the boy's ass. I groaned
loudly. The boy, not wanting his first good fucking to end so soon, played
with my cock in his ass, tightening his sloppy ass lips around it, milking
it for more cum. I kept shooting more and more cum into the insatiable boy
until finally I sighed heavily and rested my weight down on my arms.

After a minute or so, I slid my softening cock back out with a juicy pop,
which made Joey sigh with disappointment. I collapsed on top of him, he was
a sweaty mess. I kissed the top of his blonde head.  "Good slut boy, Joey,"

I praised him, as I slapped his ass, "Now we're just going to keep you nice
and warmed up while I go take care of this babysitter of yours."

As I said this, I was untied his legs and secured them wider at the
head-board again. Joey with his legs helplessly spread open in the air,
looked great. I grabbed the vibrator off the floor and, after fingering the
boy's hole a little to let some of my spunk dribble out, popped the
vibrator in. "Now you be a good boy while I'm gone, you hear me?"

"Mm," the boy said, and with that, I turned the vibrator's switch to the
highest setting and let the boy writhe around for a while on the hot
sensations inside him.

"Oh!" the boy moaned in pleasure, tightening his spent little pussy around
the cord sticking out his ass.



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