The Candyman looks down at the little
boy and smiles. He takes out a five dollar bill from his wallet and pays the
weekly dues for the newspaper. "The magical elves tell me you've been
naughty. They are very happy." He divulges candidly.
"Yess." Cody peeps, blushing
"Then you deserve this." Jim
points out, squeezing a little gummy star between his thumb and forefinger.
The youngster pockets his prize and unloads the
question that has been boggling his mind. "How come it doesn't work on my
brother? He ate one but nothing happened?"
"That's because he's too old.
Candy is for kids."
"You see, Brandon is naughtier
than you. He doesn't need it. If you want to, the magical elves can show how
to be like him. They have special agents for that. Perhaps, are you interested?"
"Yes, they will come to your
house and show you."
Cody fiddles with the hem of his t-shirt, weighing
the offer for a moment. "Ok!" He blurts out, confident that he has
taken the right decision.
After school, Cody paces in his room, awaiting the visitors. Jim
has instructed him to wear only his briefs. The sun coming in from the window
warms his half-naked body, yet there are goose bumps on his lean arms. He
chews his fingernails, imagining what the special agents will be like. At the
scheduled time, he hears footsteps coming up the stairs that lead to the
bedroom over the garage. Someone knocks on the door.
For an instant, he feels so vulnerable without the
presence of his older sibling.
Gathering up his courage, he opens the door.
Before he even has a chance to size up his guests,
they bolt pass him like a gust of wind. From the corner of his eyes, the only
thing he has glimpsed are the blurry silhouettes of two boys, no older than
thirteen. He turns around and scans the graceful features of the smiling duo.
Both are identical. They have curly golden hair, high cheekbones and big eyes
in the most splendid blue. Cody realizes they are Jim's secret friends when he
notices the pointed ears and the Peter Pan outfit they have on.
"My name is Alvin." One says.
"My name is Aubrey" The other one follows.
Their bare feet move on the carpet as if in
fast-forward. Cody's eyes can't keep up with the fluid motion of the lads. One
approaches very close and presents a green gummy star. The other, behind him,
whispers in his ear. "Do you want it? Don't you like the sex candy?"
The identical twins pause momentarily, staring at
the child with their piercing blue eyes. Cody nods and opens his mouth wide.
"That's not where it's supposed
to go, silly boy!"
With that remark, the two creatures giggle. Alvin
uses his extraordinary dexterity to pull down the back of the boy's undies and
pops the candy into his virgin hole at once, eliciting a yelp of surprise out
of the student. Cody feels the mushy morsel stuck in his anus, it melts right
away, radiating heat in much the same way a hot pepper up his bum would.
"Oooooooohh! It burns!" He
cries out, jumping up and down and rubbing the delicate bud with the tip of
"Let me take care of this."
Aubrey says, sticking his tongue out, wiggling it lewdly. Slowly, the wet
muscle extends out of the elf's mouth like a turtle stretching its neck out of
its shell. The grotesque vision nearly makes Cody forget about the itch
between his buns. In the end the long tongue protrudes by seven inches out of
its cavity, a feat that would turn even Gene Simmons green with envy.
Cody barely sees the elf scurry behind him before
he feels the slimy probe slither up his bum. He crumbles to the floor,
defeated by the soothing caress of the long snake. It swirls in his hole,
providing glorious tingles. The moist instrument goes further into him and
pokes his prostate. Meanwhile, the other elf has taken his boner in his greedy
mouth to suck it tenderly.
OHHHHHMMMMHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Cody moans, caught in the rapture of the double
stimulation. His climax comes quickly. He doesn't have a minute to savour the
afterglow that another one is on the way.
"Oh, please don't stop!" He
pleads, enthralled by the sustained cornucopia of sensations. The big tongue
is stabbing back and forth in his rectum. The lips on his hard peter are
He comes a second time, writhing on the carpet. All
of a sudden, it stops abruptly. As quickly as they have come, they have
evaporated. He is alone, panting.
The door is ajar.
A frosty December breeze from the outside bites at
his feverish body.
He scans around him, ruminating on where the
special agents have gone. But the only evidence of their visit is a Ziploc bag,
filled to the rim with the special candy, deposited on his nightstand. Just as
he regains a grasp on reality, Brandon waltzes in.
"What the hell?" The
teenager says. "Been jacking off again, lil' perv?"
"No, the magical elves were here!"
Cody defends himself, hiding his boyhood with both hands.
"Yeah, along with Santa
"I swear, see!" Cody
persists, pointing his little index in the direction of the bag full of
"Not that crap again."
"It doesn't work on you because
you're too old! I'll show you on me."
Brandon observes his nude little brother with a
serious eye, deliberating if he's gone nuts. Then again, he knows how crazy
children can be. Like the time Cody had broken a wrist attempting to climb the
side of the house in his Spiderman costume. At this point though, his perverse
lust prevails. It is not the time for him to worry too much about the sanity
of the boy. In the back of his mind, he hopes Cody will stand by his promise
of 'showing it' and jump on him once more to suck him off. His penis stiffens
in his jeans in anticipation of another blowjob.
But instead, the kid pivots and inserts a gummy
star into his asshole as if it is a suppository.
"Why d'ya do that
"Put it in my butt now!"
Cody proclaims, bending over the edge of his bed. "Quick! It's
Brandon can't believe his luck. It is like a
fantasy coming true. His ten-year-old brother begging to be fucked! He scoots
behind him and runs his fingers in the crack of his little butt. Strangely,
the melted candy has become a greasy green goo. When he shoves his middle
finger up the tight pucker, the clamping ring nibbling on his digit sparks his
"Not with your finger, use your
dick!" Cody roars, desperately trying to convince the dopey teenager of
"You sure?" Brandon asks,
pulling down his jeans and boxers, still thinking he might be dreaming the
"Yesss. Do it! It burns!"
Cody reiterates, spreading his legs and pointing his butt at him. Finally, the
agitated boy feels the weeping prick of his brother brush against his
quivering anus. He braces himself, suddenly questioning how something that's
too big for his mouth will fit in his minuscule poophole.
The painful answer has him yelping in agony. "UNGGGHHH
OOOH ARGGGH!" The large head of Brandon's cock stretches his poor
butthole much wider than his little turds. Thankfully, the sex candy
alleviates the pain and replaces it with prickly needles of pleasure. He
exhales loudly as the thick piece of hot flesh inches its way into him.
Brandon holds the slim waist of his queer lil' bro,
gently going in between his firm buns. There's no turning back now. He has
jammed a portion of his cock into his rectum and Cody has not said anything to
stop him. Quite the contrary, the little boy drools on the sheets.
"Ohhhhh fuck mmmmeee." Cody
The horny teenager starts to plough into the narrow
channel watching how his swollen cockhead draws the tight ring on the outward
stroke. Sweat pours down his back from the intense heat of the kid's entrails.
The torrid coupling makes his cock as hard as it has ever been. He grunts and
gradually fucks with more ardour, testing the will of his young partner.
Cody sways his hips, dancing with the rhythm of the
intercourse. He stiffens whenever the big fuckstick is driven too far up his
bottom, then rejoins the animalistic cadence. Three orgasms hit him, a small
one followed by two bigger ones.
"OOHHHHH YESSS! It's so good! Yesss!"
He yells, pushing his butt back onto the rubbery prong to trigger a new one.
Brandon hears the cries of joy of his little
brother and slips into second gear, slamming in with frantic thrusts.
"OHHHHH YEESSSS YESSS!" Cody wails again. His little hard-on pulses
constantly from the string of kiddie cums. Sadly, the shaking stops and he
feels Brandon's juice splash on his back.
days, Cody's bumhole is sore. He looks at it, squatting over a hand mirror.
The tiny orifice is red and tender to the touch. He can't wait for it to heal.
Ever since he has indulged in the infinite ecstasy of multiple orgasms, a
growing tumult has been churning in his guts.
On the fourth day,
conversations around the dinner table are awkward as he is afraid his mommy
and daddy will somehow read his thoughts, like the magical elves, and find out
what a dirty boy he is. Because tonight, he is ready to do it again. After
supper, the family watches 'Miracle on 34th street' in the living room. Cody
cannot focus on the movie. He glances at his plastic watch praying for bedtime
to come sooner.
When it does, his
mother gives him a good night peck on the cheek. He already has a boner, which
he conceals with his forearm. Brandon has read the boy's signals all evening.
He races with Cody on the path to their sanctuary. In there, they don't need
to say a word to communicate. The aura of lust permeates the air as they shed
Cody giggles and plops
two pieces of candy into his hole. He drops to the floor and drags his legs
towards his head so that his toes touch the carpet, a position better suited
for the curve of his brother's cock, he thinks. The young man comes at him,
stroking the huge thing that will extinguish the fire in his hole.
With Brandon over him
this time, Cody can see his funny grimaces of delight as he sinks into his
tight shitter. The familiar surge of bliss returns with a vengeance. Cody
stares at the large pipe disappearing between his parted buttocks. "Put
it all in me!" He cheers. Six, seven, eight inches of throbbing meat cram
into his rectum. The teen's pubes touch the soft skin around his anus.
Brandon pins his ankles
down and springs up and down, pumping his butt at an ever increasing pace. The
long rod goes deep into him. Cody shakes his head left and right. The first
electric shock catches him by surprise. "UGGHHH! FUCK! FUCK! Fuck my butt
with your big dick!" He screams a litany of profanity with his raspy
At eighteen, the
teenager is at the peak of his sexual maturity. The muscles on his legs tense
and loosen. He is a machine, full of energy, slamming again and again. There
seems to be no logic as to why his kid brother would submit to full contact
anal sex, but he doesn't really care to know. All he wants is to fuck him hard
Both young males moan
and hiss from their fervid union. The child hangs from the teenager's neck,
his arms pulling him, adjusting the angle of the piston so that it will hit
the spot generating a legion of tingles. Brandon is determined to last longer.
He looks away at times, avoiding the sight of the spidery boy bent in two at
his mercy. But he cannot shut out Cody's frenzied begging, "UGGHH! FUCK
MY BUTT!! YESSSS UGGHH UGHH FUCK MY BUTT HARDER!"
That's what he does,
bouncing on him, hammering that big fuckstick again and again into the dilated
hole. His whole body strains from the struggle of keeping the final explosion
of pleasure at bay. Eventually, the pressure becomes unbearable. He pulls out
quickly, groaning as his cock blasts cum pellets on his little brother's
The next time, he
enters the boy sideways, holding him tightly against his torso. Comfortably
resting on his flank, he can concentrate all of his efforts on ramming his
cock home. His hips collide loudly with Cody's buttocks. Despite the brutal
assaults, the little boy loves it. He is shaken like a mere doll, but the
mighty lunges into his rectum multiplies by three the intensity of his
For five consecutive
nights, they rut like frisky rabbits. Cody finds that his big brother can bang
his butt the hardest when he leans over the dresser with one leg on top of it.
That way, the large organ zooms easily up his chimney and the pendulous balls
slap under his hole.
Most times, Cody
doesn't even have the chance to put on his pjs. He takes it in the ass into
the wee hours of the night and falls asleep, covered with puddles of jizz.
End of Part 2