Alex 4

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                                                                        ALEX 4

                                                    A short story by Ivor Sukwell

 

Alex did a lot of foreskin twiddling Saturday and Sunday nights. He had a lot to think about and, as always, he thought better when twiddling his foreskin.

He wanted a younger boy because he wanted to fuck a boy and Ben had told him that he'd have to find someone younger than himself if he was to do that.

"Older fucks younger, not the other way round," Ben had made that very clear, but Alex had been thinking of a boy old enough to have a cock to play with, a cock that could spunk, not a kid of eleven.

Okay, the kid was up for sex, no messing there, and he'd eaten every drop of Alex's cum when he'd spunked in the kid's mouth; and it was the kid who suggested that they do stuff in bed. Do it all.

Surely, if the kid was still in primary school he wasn't old enough to be doing anything, let alone everything and if Alex had a grain of sense in his head he wouldn't go anywhere near the kid again.

It had been incredibly horny though, having an eleven year old wanking him; those little fingers had felt ......... Alex couldn't really say exactly how it felt. It was perverted, having a primary school kid feeling his cock.

Not as perverted as letting the kid suck it, and nowhere near as perverted as spunking in the kid's mouth and watching his cum get eaten.

That was just sick.

He shouldn't have done it.

Should never have agreed to meet the kid again so it could happen again.

So why had he?

Why had he arranged to meet the kid after school on Monday so he could bring him home and have sex with him.

Here.

In his bed.

In this bed.

Because he'd loved every single, perverted, sick second of it. Loved having a primary school kid feel his cock, suck his cock, eat his spunk.

Because he'd loved sucking the kid's nowhere-near-able to spunk little cock.

Because he wanted to be naked in bed with the kid and feel him all over, lick and kiss him all over, and have that primary school mouth round his cock again, spunk in that mouth again.

Because the kid had said he wanted Alex's cock up inside him.

That's why!

It would be sex and Alex's hormone ravaged body needed sex. Jim satisfied the itch in his arse, Ben even more so, but Alex wanted to be more than just a boy who got fucked. That had been enough when he got started; more than he'd expected, but it wasn't enough now. He needed a boy he could play with, not be just a boy for others to do stuff to.

So what if the kid was still in primary school, had a finger-sized cock and couldn't spunk? He knew what his mouth was for and he wanted it up the arse.

Said he did, anyway.

Be stupid not to go for it, wouldn't it? What were the chances of finding another boy who was up for it? A boy a bit older, one who could spunk?

Not in Alex's school, that was a dead cert, and that meant not at all. So it was this kid or nothing.

Even a primary school kid was better than nothing. Even if the kid turned out not to be up for fucking like he said he was, then Alex could still spunk in his mouth again and he'd be mad not to do that when the chance was there.

Yes, of course he could spunk in Jim's mouth; did that loads and it was good. Jim was quality at sucking cock, no doubt about that. Way better than the kid, but Alex had liked the kid doing it even more than he liked it when Jim did it.

The kid was a boy, a younger boy, and having his cock in a younger boy's mouth was way different from having it in a man's.

Weird, but there it was.

Being naked in bed with that primary school kid would be amazing.

Yes, it would be wrong and perverted, but that only made it more sexy, more desirable.

Alex twiddled his foreskin furiously, thinking about how good it would feel to have that little kid's body pressed up against his own, until foreskin twiddling was no longer sufficient.

Grip changed, Alex wanked, his hips thrusting upwards as his spunk shot out against the duvet.

A duvet that was, in his mind, an eleven year old mouth.

 

No boy was waiting for him when Alex reached the corner of his road after school on Monday.

St. Jo's had finished a quarter of an hour ago, but the kid wasn't there.

Alex felt a wash of disappointment and a wave of relief at the same time.

Disappointment because the kid wasn't there and Alex wouldn't be able to get his cock sucked and spunk in the kid's mouth again; relief for the same reason, because the kid was too young to suck cock and eat spunk.

He could wait a couple of minutes just in case the kid was late.

Only a couple of minutes, though.

Then he'd go to Jim's.

He hadn't wanked before he got up, wanting his balls to be really full so he could blast a proper load into the kid's mouth, make the kid eat a really big mouthful.

Well, Jim could eat it instead, before he fucked him.

Not as good, nowhere near as good, but it would have to do.

Alex needed to empty his balls and Jim was always available to do that for him.

Just as he was about to give up, go to Jim's, a boy ran round the corner, gasping that he was sorry he was late but he'd had to go home first, get changed and tell his mother he was going out for a couple of hours before tea. She'd have had a fit if he'd got home from school two hours late. Gone mad and phoned the police or something.

Alex's heart lurched and thumped. His stomach did that going taut thing with butterflies fluttering around inside it.

"Thought you weren't coming."

"Nah. Sorry. Had to get home first."

"Still up for it then?"

"Course I fucking am."

"When you got to be home?"

"Bout half five. Gives us a couple of hours to do stuff, don't it."

"Yeah," Alex agreed, already thinking once more about his cock being in the kid's mouth.

"Where we gonna do it?" the kid wanted to know when they got to Alex's house.

Jim would have seen them arrive, he always looked out for Alex after school. Well, bad luck for Jim today; Alex had other plans for his spunk.

"You okay with doing it in bed?" Alex asked.

"Deffo! Do it proper starkers."

The kid wasted no time in shedding his clothes. Trainers kicked off, socks ripped off, sweat shirt pulled violently over his head, jeans dropped and stepped out of.

"Don't you wear pants?" Alex had to ask, noticing that, again, the kid had nothing on under his jeans.

"Nah," the kid giggled, "Likes feelin' me cock against me trousers. An' I got a hole in me school trouser pocket so I can mess around with me cock all day," he added with another giggle.

"Dirty fucker," Alex grinned.

"Yeah, well dirty," the kid beamed, and posed for Alex to look at his nakedness.

To be fair, Alex thought, the kid wasn't at all bad to look at. Without his glasses he was quite decent looking, and, though obviously small, he didn't have an ounce of fat on him and his little cock was already hard and ready for use.

"Brill that you shaves," the kid said as he devoured Alex's nakedness with his eyes; "Read about kids what shaves in them dirty stories. Well hot, an' it makes your cock look fucking huge."

"Glad you like it," was all Alex could think of to say.

"In bed or on it?" the kid wanted to know.

"In," Alex decided, "Reckon cuddled up under the duvet will be well sexy."

"Cool," the kid chirped, and a minute or two later, grunted, "Well is. Fucking sexy."

Alex thought the same.

When he went to bed with Jim it was fine. He enjoyed the head to toe contact of flesh on flesh. With Ben it was better, much better; teen flesh against teen flesh, hands groping everywhere and anywhere, mouths glued together.

This was better than that.

Alex's teen flesh pressed against the kid's pre-teen flesh was amazing. He didn't think his cock had ever been so hard and the kid hadn't even laid a finger on it yet!

"Come here," Alex grunted, and pulled the kid on top of him, arranging his cock between the kid's slender, silk-smooth thighs.

The kid got the idea straight away, clamping his legs tight on the cock between them, his own little hardness pressed against the smoothness of Alex's stomach.

The boy grunted when Alex moved his cock, grunting at the new sensation of hard cock rubbing between his legs and the underside of his tight balls.

Alex grunted as well, grunted because this felt good, his cock gripped between young thighs, the weight of the young boy on him.

"Wanna kiss you. That okay?"

Alex shouldn't have asked of course, he should have just done what he wanted, but this was Alex's first time being in charge and he thought he had to ask.

"What? Proper kiss? Like in them dirty stories? Mouth open an' usin' tongue kiss?"

"Yeah," Alex whispered, his hopes rising.

The kid's answer was to shift his body upwards, doing his best to keep teen cock clamped between his legs as he manoeuvred head up to head.

His mouth was already open when lips met lips; Alex, lust-fuelled, sent his tongue in search of tonsil without a moment's hesitation. The boy, ignorant in everything but theory, responded with unbridled enthusiasm, indulging in his first experience of mouth-to-mouth stimulation with total commitment.

Frenzied, unrestrained, tongue-twisting, mouth-searching, saliva-exchanging kissing stokes the fires of lust with remarkable efficiency, and it was only seconds before both teen and pre-teen were fully aflame.

The boy did all he could to get even more of Alex's tongue in his mouth; Alex's hands raved over the warm hardness of the boy's back, the firm, small mounds of his arse.

"Want you on top," the kid muttered when kissing had to pause briefly, "Wanna feel you squashin' me down."

"Fuck, yes," the kid enthused when he lay under the heavier body of the older boy, "Now fuck me legs proper."

Alex did.

A little awkward arranging himself so he could get his cock right under the kid's arse crack and still be able to kiss him, but Alex managed it and humped the boy's thighs violently while little finger nails raked the skin on his back.

"Gonna spunk," Alex muttered after far too short a time.

"Get it in me mouth then," the kid demanded and shoved himself down the bed as Alex moved up it, open mouth closing around hard cock with barely a second to spare.

Alex's first spunking of the day, sperm saved for a moment like this, and it was not a little one.

The kid swallowed boyfully, doing his best not to waste a drop, and allowing himself to savour the flavour at the same time.

"More than last time," he grinned wickedly when he'd eaten the lot.

"Didn't wank this morning in case you turned up," Alex confessed.

"Fucking lush," the kid smirked, making it very clear that fourteen-year-old spunk was a meal he enjoyed.

"Fucking hot spunking in your mouth and watching you eat it," Alex heard himself saying.

"Any time you want. Can we have a fag now?"

Smoke was blown out Alex's bedroom window, a window that overlooked the now empty St. Jo's school playground. Alex, even freshly spunked as he was, couldn't resist a hand creeping onto the kid's body, low down and behind so he could feel the taut mounds of the kid's arse.

The thought drifted through his mind that, whatever they felt like, a girl's tits could feel no better than this kid's arse cheeks.

"Like me bum, do you?" the kid grinned as he blew out smoke.

"Nice bum," Alex confirmed.

"It's waitin' for your cock."

Alex ran a finger up and down the crack, just like Jim had done to him when he was being slowly prepared for fucking.

"Praps you should be a bit older before that happens."

"Bollocks to that!"

"Having you eat my cum is amazingly horny. Kissing you nearly made my balls burst, but ........."

"Kids my age get fucked all the time! Told you, I read loads of porn and kids younger than me take it up the arse. Yeah, I know it hurts first time, but so what?"

"That's just in stories."

"Bollocks! Who writes them stories? Men what's fucked kids, that's who."

"You don't know that. Those stories are just......."

"Yeah? Well they're fuckin' right about what it's like to suck a cock. Right about what it's like to eat spunk. So they're gonna be right about what it's like to have cock in yer arse, ain't they!"

"Yeah, they are," Alex agreed with a sigh.

"You done it? You been fucked?" The kid's tone switched from aggressive defence to horny inquisitiveness.

"Yeah, quite a few times."

"Fuckin' ace!" the kid beamed, "You know I ain't talkin' bollocks, then. You know's how good it feels."

"Just that ..... well .....for fuck's sake, you're still at primary school."

"Yeah. So? Ain't stopped you from gettin' yer cock in me mouth, has it? Ain't stopped you from spunking in me mouth?"

"No."

"Well if I ain't too young for that then I ain't too young to fuck."

Alex knew this was an argument he was not going to win. He knew it was an argument he did not want to win.

"Fuckin' hell," the kid suddenly squeaked, "Quarter to fuckin five! I gotta go."

"Shit!" Alex cursed. Where had all the time gone? Had they spent that long kissing and things?"

"See you tomorrow," the kid said, throwing on his clothes. Can come straight here if you wants instead of meeting on the corner."

"Yeah, fine."

"An' you could be starkers when you lets me in," the kid giggled, his fervid imagination active.

"And you could make sure you've given your bum a good wash."

 

Alex didn't twiddle his foreskin; he didn't need to. The kid was too young, far too young.

But the kid wanted sex, proper sex, all-the-way sex.

So did Alex.

Alex didn't twiddle his foreskin, didn't think about if he should or if he shouldn't.

He did wank, though, and as his wank thoughts were all about having sex with the kid, getting the kid's arse ready and sticking his cock deep inside.

 

It felt even better than yesterday; the kid's naked, pre-teen body pressed tight against him, his tongue deep in the kid's mouth and the kid's tongue swirling around it.

"You wash your bum?" Alex asked.

"Course I fuckin' did. You want me with me legs in the air or on me knees?"

The kid had read those dirty stories, knew why he had to wash his bum.

"Which you prefer?"

"Legs in the air. Dirtier that way. I can see what you're doing."

"Okay."

"Got anything to tie me up with? Be well dirty if you tied me hands an' ankles. Make it like you was raping me or something."

"You want that?"

"Yeah! Be well wicked. Me not being able to stop you doing stuff."

"You don't want to stop me, do you?"

"Nah, course not! But be fuckin' ace not being able to."

"You got a filthy mind for a kid of eleven."

"Yeah, I know."

"Think it'd be hornier for me if you was holding your legs up."

"Why?"

"Dunno. Cos you'd sorta be giving me your arse, I spose."

"That turn you on?"

"Yeah."

"Let's do it that way, then."

The kid squealed when Alex's tongue licked around the hairless, wrinkled skin of his hole.

He'd read all about rimming, but reading isn't the same as experiencing. He never squealed when he read about it, but he did when he experienced it!

Alex knew what it was like to be rimmed, knew all about the waves that were crashing through the kid's pre-teen body, but up till that moment he had no idea what it was like to do the rimming.

Alex had been hesitant about doing it, about getting his mouth up against an arse, licking the hole, poking his tongue inside that hole, but the moment he got started all hesitancy disappeared.

Even though he wasn't tied up, the kid was helpless, completely at the mercy of Alex's tongue. He let go of his ankles, no strength left to hold them. His legs dropping down, resting on Alex's back.

Alex grabbed one thigh, lifting it so the pre-teen hole was easier for him to eat, and the knowledge that the kid's young body was his to do whatever he wanted to made his tongue delve as deep as it could get inside the boy.

The boy squealed more, gasped and moaned, almost yelling when Alex tried something different, sealing his lips round the kid's hole and sucking instead of licking.

It was the sexiest, dirtiest, filthiest thing that Alex had ever done and he was crazed with the lust of doing it, just as the kid was crazed with the lust of having it done.

There is a limit to the time anyone can eat arse, and Alex reached that limit, his mouth screaming with ache.

Little rest for his mouth, though, because as soon as he finished his meal the kid wanted kissing, wanted the tongue that had just come from his arse to go in his mouth.

Alex was fairly familiar with the pre-teen's filthy mind by now, but he was still a little surprised by the eagerness with which the kid opened his mouth for tongue, tongue that had only moments before been probing inside his arse.

Surprised, but far from dismayed; getting his tongue straight from hole to mouth was about as horny as it could get.

The kid's arse was wet from saliva and the juices that Alex's tongue had teased it into starting to dribble, wet enough to try a finger, and finger is what the kid's arse got.

The kid winced, stopped kissing, as Alex's finger pushed at his hole, demanding entry, but, wet as it was, the kid's hole was tiny and though tongue had probed inside, finger could not.

"Gonna have to lube me," the kid grimaced, "You got lube, ain't you?"

Alex did have lube, though he had completely forgotten about the necessity of using it. The kid had read hundreds of stories about boys getting fucked, Alex had only his own experiences and he hadn't really taken much notice of the preliminary details.

Jim had given Alex the lube, his special cherry popping lube, when Alex had mentioned the kid.

"You'll need this, but be bloody careful. That kid's young."

Alex knew the kid was young, knew he was too young. Alex knew he shouldn't and he knew he was going to. He no longer cared that the kid was too young, that he didn't have enough cock to enjoy, that he couldn't spunk. The kid was available and willing; eager for sex and the fire of Alex's desire to fuck burned too fiercely to resist.

The kid lay sideways, one arm holding Alex close, his mouth arranged for kissing. One leg draped across Alex's hip, opening the crack of his arse enough for his hole to be reached easily by a probing finger.

He squeaked with surprise when cold lube touched the hot, saliva-wet, wrinkled skin and he gasped, "Oh yeah, shove it in," the furnace of his pre-teen lust stoked by the coldness of the lube.

Alex tried, but with no success. The boy was too small, too young, his hole too tight, would not open to admit the entry of Alex's demanding finger.

Frustration.

Annoyance.

"Take it gently. Don't rush it, don't try to force him open, just ease your way in, finger by finger, till he's ready for cock."

Alex remembered the advice Jim had given him, and even though his desire was to penetrate the kid, he stopped himself from rushing, stopped his finger from driving in, and slowly worked finger and lube past the tight, outer defences of the kid's hole.

Inner defence ring, its resistance no more than token, failed to defend, and Alex's finger found itself in an unbelievable place.

A place that was hot and tight, wet-velvet smooth and sheathing finger in an all-enveloping, vice-like softness.

Alex was fingering a boy.

The boy was moaning.

Alex was sighing.

"Shit! You're tight."

"Get it right in."

"Is."

"More."

"Finger fuck me. Open me up."

"Tight."

"Get another one in."

"Won't go. Too tight."

"Make it go."

"Trying."

"Try harder."

"Hurt you."

"Don't care."

 

Alex could get all four fingers inside the kid now.

It had taken two weeks; two weeks of having the kid in his bed every afternoon once school finished.

Two weeks of teen and pre-teen naked flesh locked together. Two weeks of teen tongue rimming and probing at pre-teen hole; two weeks of that hole being slowly stretched. Two weeks of teen spunk being eaten by pre-teen boy.

"If we does it slow," Alex had suggested, "I eat your arse and finger you open and you eats my spunk every day and we does lots of snogging as well, that could be fun."

"Well dirty fun," the kid had sniggeringly agreed, "An' when you got me ready you fucks me brains out."

The kid's hole was lubed and open. Alex wasn't using Jim's special lube now, that had been discarded once the kid could take two fingers.

"Wanna feel it all proper," the kid had said.

"Might still hurt a bit."

"Like I care."

Alex's cock was lubed and hard. Very hard.

Lubed cock brushed open, lubed hole.

"Do it."

Teen cock pushed gently at open, eager, pre-teen hole.

"Oh, fuck! Get it in me."

The hot, wet-velvet sheath that had gripped Alex's fingers so amazingly gripped his cock with a sensation that was beyond amazing.

A sensation that intensified with every millimetre cock slid deeper inside.

Alex's mind exploded.

Alex had his cock inside a boy.

Alex was fucking a boy.

Could anything be more dirty, more filthy, more perverted, more wrong than fucking a pre-teen boy?

Could anything be better?

Alex's hips moved, pushing his cock deeper inside the kid.

The kid grunted; pushed his arse back on the cock.

Cock and arse, teen and pre-teen, moved together, both desperate to fuck.

They fucked.

The hot, wet-velvet sheath that gripped Alex's cock in its tight, soft embrace drove everything from his mind except the need to fuck, the need for his cock to dominate the boy whose insides he was plundering.

No sophistication in this fucking. No thought of making it last to prolong the pleasure.

Raw fucking.

Animal fucking.

Alex was a cock.

The kid was an arse.

Cock fucked arse.

Cock fucked arse until it spurted spunk.

Spurted inside the pre-teen.

Teen spunk inside pre-teen boy.

"You want me to be your boyfriend?" the kid asked when they smoked a post-fuck fag, "Or you finished with me now you fucked me?"

"Nah. Wanna fuck you lots more."

"Me too."

"Dunno about boyfriend, though. Don't think I'm into anything like that."

"Didn't mean nothin' soft, like. Just like yours to do stuff to when you wants."

"Like we do now?"

"Sort of. But like you knows you can do it whenever you wants."

"Wouldn't mind."

"I means like anything. All the dirty stuff."

"Sounds okay to me."

"Cool. I like doing dirty stuff."

"Noticed."

"You do an' all. Lickin' under me arms an' pokin' yer tongue up me bum."

"True."

"I know I ain't got much cock for you to play with yet, but you can spunk in me mouth or me arse any time you wants."

"Yeah," Alex agreed, "Be fun."

"Dirty fun."

"Well dirty."

"Fuckin' love cock," the kid sighed.

"Know what you mean," Alex agreed. "Hope yours starts to grow soon."

"Yeah. Me an' all. Can't wait."

"Ain't gotta wait for me arse, though."

"Or your mouth."

"Nah. Love eatin' your spunk."

"Love watching you eat it."

"Dirty sod."

"We both are."

I know. Brill, ain't it."

 

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