Date: Mon, 16 May 2016 08:43:11 +0000 (UTC) From: Victor Herrmann Subject: Running By the Docks - Part 3 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Simple as that. Also: I practice safe sex. I don't write about it. Running by the Docks - Part 3 by Doublehelix26 It's Saturday afternoon. Raining out, so no run today. I've just come out of the shower, towel wrapped around my waist, when the doorbell rings. It's not a delivery because the doorman would fetch that before they dare ring my bell. I check the video intercom: it's a kid. The chav's son from last week! Interesting. What's going on!? I let him in, naturally. 'Be rude not to. This might be fun. 'Kid comes up and knocks on my front door. I've still got my towel wrapped around me. Why get dressed for some brat? He's taken aback for a second when he sees me, topless and all. The boy's wearing a track suit, what else. Cute kid really, skinny, short blond hair like his dad. Well hung for his age, as we know from last week's little encounter. He must see the question mark on my face and goes, 'dad's asked me to pick up his baseball cap.' Ah, so chav's playing games with me now. What a pervert, getting his son involved. Fine, I'll play along. I wave the boy inside. He walks through to my living room. I have the curtains drawn because I was walking around naked earlier, before my shower. Which comes in handy now. I fetch the chav's baseball cap from my dresser and hand it to the boy. Mission accomplished, kid, go home. But he puts the cap down and just stands there. Question mark on my face again, he goes, 'dad said to thank you for holding on to his baseball cap.' I think for a second and it strikes me that when the chav instructed his son to head over to my place and collect his baseball cap and then to thank me for the favour of holding on to it, his son could've simply pretended to go along with it and then never come over here. Could've claimed I wasn't home or whatever. But the boy's chosen to go through with it. Interesting. Now I'm thinking, ok if chav is playing games, I'm in. Which is when I realise I'm sporting a hard-on that my towel isn't concealing. Not at all. And the boy's looking at it. I decide to mess with him for a bit. 'Why don't you lose those hideous clothes,' I say. He doesn't need to be told twice and readily takes of his track suit. Doesn't have a shirt underneath the jacket. Kinda hot. His underwear has some pathetic superhero pattern even he must know is lame. Now he stands in front of me, naked, breathing accelerated. The kid's nervous. His hard and not-so-little boy cock is pointing up. I drop my towel and walk up to him. I allow my cock to briefly brush against his. Just to tease him really. He's getting nervous. 'Sit down,' I tell him, and he hesitates for a second, then sits down on my sofa. 'You have a phone?', I ask. He nods towards his jacket. I should've figured: chav family probably living on state benefits but this little shit has a smartphone. My taxes going to waste. Except, I'm about to put this phone to good use. I sit down next to the boy and he watches me. The phone's locked. Smart kid. I tell him to unlock it, which he does. I find Snapchat. I think we're about to breach their terms of use. 'Is you dad on here?' I ask. The boy nods. I hold the phone to him and he gets his dad's contact up. I get up and tell the boy to lie on his back. 'Look scared,' I tell him and he complies. He seems to be having fun now. I take a shot and send it to his dad. Chav wanted to play games, now we are. I tell the boy to touch himself. He starts to stroke his cock. Doesn't even hesitate. I take another photo and send it over. I watch the boy masturbate for a little bit, my cock hard as a rock. I'll have to take care of that soon. Suddenly, a reply from his dad. I make sure the boy gets to see it too, while it lasts (stupid Snapchat with it's disappearing pics. Then again, probably best to leave no evidence of what's happening here). Chav is sending a cock pic. He's holding his thick cock in his right hand, jerking off. 'Not sure if that's live. If it is, he's wanking to pics of his own son masturbating in a stranger's house, in front of that stranger. Sick. I treat myself to a few strokes now and the boy watches me, still playing with himself. I make him sit up and I sit down next to him while we're at it. Switch to his photo app. He's got a huge folder of pics. I'm interested. I start flicking through his archive. He watches me and doesn't intervene. Maybe he wants me to see? Some predictable crap like pics of cars and footballers. Preferably topless it seems. Good for you, boy. But there's other stuff too. Porn? Kid's clearly been collecting pics from the internet. The stuff kids get up to these days. There's an eclectic selection of stuff here. Some pretty intense stuff too. Boys barebacking. Rimming. Some facials. I scroll down and the stuff gets more involved. Bondage. Some pretty rough. 'I've got a favourites folder,' the boy interjects. He's got a dirty smile on his face now. Clearly, he wants me to see. I flick back and find his favourites folder. Wow. This kid's into some pretty heavy stuff. There's one pic of a boy who looks maybe his age (nine or ten) getting fucked by a guy clearly older. His face contorted in (mock?) pain. Pics of a muscly black guy tied to a chair getting branded with a hot iron. Another pic of a black gay with a noose around his neck, seemingly getting hanged while another guy is wanking his hard cock. I've got a kid here with a pretty sick taste. Pics of rape and torture of boys of various ages. The sort of stuff you can find online. Lots of tears and sweat and cum. I notice that the boy next to me is wanking himself harder now. He's clearly getting excited by seeing his favourite picks. 'What's your absolute favourite at the moment?', I ask him. He takes his phone and looks up a picture of a black boy kneeling on the floor. He's drenched in sweat, his hard cock visible down between his legs. Is that cum already smeared over his cock? Maybe's he's cum already. But three white boys stand above him, all sweaty as well. They're shooting their loads into his mouth. After a few strokes on his cock, the boy flicks to a different image. This one's of a boy lying face-down on a bench, tied up. Another boy is fucking him with a dildo, sadistic smile on his face. The little pervert next to me is getting himself properly excited now. But then he seems to change his mind and flicks to yet another picture. This one's of his chav dad (!) wearing only briefs, showing off his nice abs. Next to him another chav, slightly taller and maybe a couple of years older. Really well toned, nice and lean but good abs. Dark hair buzzed short. That guy's basically naked but he's cupping his cock with his hand. Cigarette stub in his mouth, he sports a nasty smile. His right arm tugged around the chav. I'm just about to ask who that guy is when I notice the boy getting serious now: I wanks himself harder, staring intently at the pick of his dad and the other guy. And then he cums. Hard. He only shoots a little boy load, but his orgasm still shakes him to the core. He's even worked himself up into a sweat. Kinda hot. I'm still rock hard. I let the boy calm down for a second, then scoop up his small load with my left hand. 'Eat it,' I command. He looks at me as if to beg, 'please no,' but then goes ahead anyway. Licks up his cum off my hand. Good boy. Now my turn. I ask 'who's that in the picture?', and he tells me, 'that's my dad and my uncle, my mum's brother.' Which raises loads of questions. Why's the boy wanking to pics of his uncle and his dad? Interesting. But I'll leave that for a later. Right now, I have to get off. I get up and push the boy down on his back. Lean on him hard with with my left arm, pinning him down. And start wanking over him. I look him in the eyes as I get myself off. I cum, hard, shooting across his boy chest. My load is huge compared to his. Strand after strand of warm cum splattering on his smooth chest. I never break eye contact while I spray my load on him. When I've finally finished, I sit back down next to him. The boy's a good sport and, without me even asking, starts gathering up my cum with his right hand. And eats it. Almost seems to take his time and enjoy it. I watch him. Can't suppress a smile. I take a quick photo to send to chav on snapchat. To let him see what his son's having for lunch. I get up and gather the boy's clothes. 'What's the deal with your dad and your uncle?', I ask when the boy's eaten up, tossing him his track suit. He starts getting dressed and says, almost casually, 'he fucks dad sometimes. Let's me watch.' I'm getting all kinds of ideas. But for now, I send the boy on his way. 'Tell you dad I say hi,' I tell the boy. 'And regards to your uncle,' I can't help to add. The boy nods and heads off. I clothes the door behind him. Time for another shower, I reckon. Quick tidy-up in the lounge first. The chav's baseball cap is still lying where the boy dropped it earlier. How ironic