Simon Spreads his Legs, a story by Josh Terrence

bb/oral/anal/mast/rimming

Author's note: This short story depicts sexual acts between males of various ages. If you are offended by sex between men, teenage boys, boys or between males of any age, why are you here? If you are not a legal adult or if this content is illegal in your locale, leave now.

This story is a work of pure fiction. The taboo acts depicted in this story are not condoned by the author, this is fantasy only. All Characters in this story are portrayed by actors 18 years of age or older. This disclaimer applies to all installments of this story, past and present.

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This story is based off of the characters in A Package for Simon, listed in the Adult-Youth Section of Nifty.

Chapter Five- A Very Merry Christmas for Simon

On Christmas morning I was up before my mom, scratching my head through my messy hair while I stood in front of the toilet and peed. Hearing that the house was quiet, I wandered downstairs and found the living room screaming with the signs of Christmas. When I had gone to bed the night before there were about 10 gifts under the tree. Some of them were wrapped by my mom and some of them were presents for my mom that I paid to have wrapped while we were at the mall.

When I walked into the living room, though, I was greeted by a pile of gifts so big that I wasn’t sure I could count them all. They were all from Santa Claus and they were for me, which brought a big grin to my face. There was even a new bike beside the tree that he brought for me and I wanted to ride it right away.

As much as I wanted to wake my mom up so we could start unwrapping our gifts, I had a naughty stir in my body and decided to let her sleep while I busied myself with something else. I made a quick beeline back up the stairs to my room, where my tablet was sitting on my nightstand, and got into my bed. Soon, the only sound that could be heard were the moans of a really cute twink, who was sucking cock for a big dicked silver daddy. It was a really sensual video that made me even hornier than I was when I first woke up, and I quickly resolved to suck at least one cock that day.

While I was enjoying the scene on my tablet, my mind wandered back to the day before, when I was treated to a quartet of hard pricks while my mom was at work. Knowing that she would be home early, I began texting my studs before she was even out of the shower in the hopes of getting lucky. Ten minutes after she walked out, Brian was sitting on the edge of my bed, leaning back on his palms while I deep throated his magnificent stallion with horny moans. After swallowing a rich, potent load of his baby makers, I scrambled to get into the doggy style position in my bed and was quickly mounted and fucked.

In quick order, Brian and I were joined by Edward, Larry and much to my delight, George. I could see the older boys eying the cute 8^th grader while I was eating his poop chute out, and I knew what was on their minds. As soon as I abandoned the rim job I was enjoying so much, I got back into the doggy style position and was fed cock at both ends for the rest of the morning. Soon, I had cum shots painting my face and my back, and I was loving it.

Near the end of my satisfying cock fest, Larry and Brian got cozy and shared a series of French kisses while I was treated to a final split roast, courtesy of George and Edward. By the time I was seeded for the last time, my hole had a noticeable gape to it that drew the attention of my quartet of lovers. I smiled over my shoulder and pulled my cheeks apart, taking stock of my well used whole with a moan while I rolled my hips around in want of another deep dicking.

Knowing that there wasn't time to receive another load, I sated myself by crawling back up to George's backside and dining at his backdoor for a few more minutes. When the fun was over, I reminded my studs that my mom would be going back to work on Monday, then I hinted that I might be interested in unwrapping a few dicks at the park on Christmas day.

Everyone managed to clear out about 10 minutes before my mom got home, so I donned a pair of white briefs and settled on the couch to watch TV. When she came in, the overwhelming odor of anal sex was powerful in the living room. I knew it was because my pooper was still dilated and throbbing with pleasure, emitting an intense heat and a dark stink that had inundated the house. I knew that she could smell it as soon as she walked in but I was enjoying the smell, so I made no move to get in the shower.

She fanned her nose while she shut the door, then she said, “Simon did you have an accident?”

“Uh uh,” I said, shaking my head slowly while she gave me a knowing look. Wanting to prove to her that my pants were clean, I got up from the couch and hung my underwear clad bottom out her way. I watched her set her eyes on my freshly fucked bubble butt, and for some reason, I felt the urge to reach back and slip my hands into the leg openings of my undies so I could pull my cheeks apart. This only intensified the stink that my gaping, satisfied hole was giving off and I felt my body sizzle with carnal delight just as a river of cum oozed out of my butt and into the seat of my undies.

We both realized what happened at the same time, and as our eyes met, she sighed with resignation while I pulled my hands out of my undies and sat back down on the couch. I watched her open the windows in the living room with her purse still hanging from her shoulder and I knew that she was trying to process what she had just witnessed. Finally, she hung her purse up and said, “Sweetie, I want you to go get in the shower and get dressed so we can go see Santa at the mall.”

With that, I got up and did what I was told and she didn't bring it up for the rest of the day.

The sighs of a satisfied twink snapped me out of my thoughts and brought me back to the moment. I felt a jealous pang in my chest as I watched the cutie in the video have his hole creamed by his top, wishing that it was me taking that load instead. While my eyes were still glued to the tablet, my mom woke up and the sound of the toilet flushing snapped me out of my spell. Thinking quick, I stopped the video and got out of my bed so that I could meet her in the hallway.

“Merry Christmas, sweetie,” she yawned while I wrapped my arms around her waist and gave her a hug.

“Merry Christmas, mommy,” I said sweetly, then I held her hand as we descended the stairs.

As always, my mom took almost non stop pictures while I was opening my presents. I made sure that I hugged her every time I opened a gift from her, and I dutifully held up the unwrapped presents that came from my grandparents, my aunts and uncles, and from Santa. When she opened her gifts from me, I sat beside her and she wrapped her arm around me so we could be close.

When the presents were all unwrapped, we worked to put our presents away, then she tossed the wrapping paper in the fireplace while we settled on the couch.

“I want to ride my new bike, mom,” I told her, and she raised an eyebrow.

“How far do you plan to ride, honey?” she asked while I looked away deceptively. Before I could answer, she rubbed my back through my pajama top and said, “I heard a naughty video playing this morning, Simon.”

“It wasn't a naughty video, mom,” I fibbed, and she gave me a knowing look.

“Bring me your tablet, honey,” she instructed me, and I knew I was busted.

I dutifully got up and retrieved my tablet so that I could present it to her, knowing that she was going to find out what I had been up to. When I sat beside her on the couch, I gave her a small pout and said, “Well, maybe it was a little bit naughty.”

With that, she took the tablet away from me and went through my history. Soon, the moaning twink was back on the screen, sucking lustily on the dick in his mouth while his green eyes sparkled. I found myself mesmerized by the site and let loose with a soft moan of my own, prompting my mom to stop the video.

Scrolling through more of my history, she followed a URL to a video that started with two cute college guys arguing about what they wanted to eat. Realizing what was about to happen, I gave her a pleading look, but it was too late. One of the cuties suggested that he had something for the other one to feast on, then he dropped his pants and offered his ass for eating. The very next scene showed him with a sated smile on his face while his lover's mug was buried deep in his ass cheeks, licking and tonguing with hot moans.

Once again, I was in a trance as the movie played out before my eyes, and my mom quickly realized that I was enjoying the clip. Stopping the video, she handed me the tablet and said, “Honey, I hope you don't do those things.”

“I just like to watch,” I fibbed again, looking away so that we wouldn't make eye contact. Knowing that she could see through my story, I gazed up at her and said, “I want to show my bike to a few friends.”

“I understand, honey,” she said, looking at the time on my tablet. I noticed that the clock read 9:30am just as she sighed and conceded, “I want you home by noon so we can eat lunch.”

“I love you, mama,” I told her, standing on my knees and wrapping my arms around her for a long hug.

“Merry Christmas, baby,” she said, tousling my hair while I sighed with the assurance that I was going to get laid.

It was chilly when I rode up to the park, standing up on my pedals as I coasted towards the bike rack, where Larry was waiting for me. He looked so cute in his new red hoodie and a pair of dark blue jeans that showed his package off. I was looking around for Brian, whose prick had me whipped like a true pussy boy. Knowing that I didn't have as much time as I wanted, I texted a few of my bigger dicked lovers in the hopes of being bred by them all. Brian and Larry were the only ones to text me back, so I set up a rendezvous at the park with them and rode straight there.

Larry and I didn't make it to the stall before we fell into a deep, tongue filled kiss that made me feel light headed with lust. I was hanging onto his neck with both hands, my fingers interlocked as we shared a long French kiss by the door. When we finally let our tongues disengage, we shared a smile and hurried to the furthest stall so we could move things along.

It didn't take me long to unbutton my pants and drop trou, eager to move things along. Almost as soon as my pants and undies were bunched around my ankles, Larry's pants came down and he reached down into his boxers to pull his beefy cock out. As soon as he whipped his dick out my mouth started to water and I knew that I needed to suck it right away. Thinking quick, I sat on the cold commode and licked my lips in as enticing a manner as I could.

For my diligence, I was rewarded with a warm mouthful of hard Christmas cock that made me moan with satisfaction. While I was slobbering around Larry's stallion he was petting my head and praising me for being such a dedicated cock sucker. I responded to this by batting my eyes up at him with a contented smile while my own little boner stood at a 45 degree angle, burning with pleasure. I had my fingertips pressed so hard into his thighs that he complained at one point, so I put them to work on his heavy ball sack, which was hot to the touch and emitting a pheromone that I found intoxicating.

After a luscious five minutes of continuous deep throating, Larry presented me with his precious seed and I swallowed every drop. When he pulled his cock out of my mouth, I moved down to his nut sack, eager to drag my tongue along the seam and suck on both of his orbs. While I was moaning around a mouthful of sweaty ball sack, I smiled up at my beau with appreciation and was rewarded with a smile that took my breath away. I responded to his cute grin by sucking on his nut sack with even more passion and administering a thorough tongue bath while I continued to ogle his features.

Finally, he ran his fingers through my dark hair and asked, “Are you already lubed up?”

Without releasing his sack I nodded frantically while I indulged in the salty treat. Giving me a wink, he said, “I feel like fucking you right away, Simon.”

Before he had the last syllable out I was in the doggy style position on the toilet seat, hanging onto the plumbing fixtures with my rear end sticking straight up into the air. I gave him a needy whimper and watched over my shoulder as he took a nice, authoritative hold of my hips and lined his dick up to my quivering hole. Then, with the precision of a master marksman, he sank his shaft all the way up my butt and administered an exhaustive rear end service that made me moan like a little girl.

The deep butt fucking that I was receiving was therapeutic as I accepted it, thrust by long, delicious thrust. I could hardly believe how hot his cock felt inside of me as he rooted my hole with continuous strokes that touched every pleasure receptor that I have in my boy pussy. I could feel my body quaking all over as he pleasured me with his shaft, each inward thrust forcing a moan out of me that emanated from deep within. My hard as steel boy boner was on fire the entire time, pressed flat against my bald pubic bone and brilliant with tiny blood vessels.

My head was spinning with so much pleasure that I lost track of time between the beginning of my lay and the glorious end. I was barely cognizant of my surroundings while Larry fed me continuous cock thrusts. At some point I shut my eyes and rested my head on my forearm with a satisfied smile. My body felt like it was floating above the stall for what seemed like only a few moments, but when Larry pulled his cock out and fired his load all over my butt cheeks, I opened my eyes and realized that we weren't alone in the stall.

“There he is,” I heard Brian say with an affectionate note to his voice, bringing a shy smile to my face while my eyes fluttered. “It looks like my little boyfriend was enjoying himself.”

I nodded shyly and asked, “How long have you been here?”

“Probably a good five minutes or more,” he said with an amused smile, then he let his eyes wander from my glowing face to my cum covered derriere. “Did you have a nice lay?”

“Yeah, but I want to have another one,” I admitted, then I looked at the bulge in his pants and moaned seductively. Just then, Larry stepped to the side of the toilet and tapped my lips with the head of his sticky prick. Without taking my eyes away from Brian's crotch, I opened up and accepted the still hard fuck stick into my mouth and began sucking on it with lust filled moans.

Watching me suck cock while cum dripped from my bare bottom was enough to coax Brian out of his pants and soon his jumbo sized prick sprang free. I moaned gutturally at the site and let my still horny rear end sway from left to right while he licked his lips. As my rear end drifted from side to side, I felt a thick dollop of cum roll down my crack and slide into my still gaping hole, which was winking and tingling the entire time. As soon as my hole swallowed the wad of cum that had dripped into it, Larry and Brian both gawked while I moaned like the whore I was being.

My depravity paid dividends in the form of another world class butt fucking, this time while I sucked continuous cock for Larry. As soon as Brian slid his eight incher up my butt and went to work, I felt my horny body starting to take flight all over again. His pelvis was slamming into my rump with each inward thrust, pushing me down even further on Larry's prick and making my frame rock to and fro with the momentum of my ride. I could feel his length and thickness loosening me up even more than Larry's had, and I beamed inside because I knew that when it was over my hole would be dilated further and ready for an even bigger dick if I could find one. Even if I couldn't find a bigger dick to ride, I knew that I wanted to enjoy having a gaping hole for the rest of the day, and between Brian and Larry, my Christmas wish was being granted.

After four minutes of sheer bliss, Brian rutted his cock deep up my butt and filled me with his seed. When he pulled out I was too spellbound to wait for my studs to trade places, so I simply turned around and bent over so I could suck cock for Brian while Larry slid his big boy cock back into my bottom. I had a greedy smile on my face the entire time, deep throating the stud whose cock had just given me a wicked brand of pleasure while it loosened my opening up. I had my feet spread so far apart that my legs were shaped like the tip of an arrow and my bottom was pushed back as far as I could hang it out so that I could give Larry the easiest access that he could have to my horny hole. I could feel his balls swinging hard into my cheeks as he drove in time and time again, sending a powerful pleasure signal through me that caused my gaping hole to clamp down around his prick.

“I can't believe how tight his ass feels right now,” I heard Larry exclaim. “It's wide open but it feels like a damn vice around my dick.”

While Larry was commenting on how tight my easy access hole was, I could feel the overflowing cum loads spurting out of it from around his dick. When it dawned on me that he was literally fucking the loads out of my boy pussy, my body began shivering long and hard and I found myself going back into the blissful state I was in when he fucked me the first time. The only thing I seemed to be able to focus on were the two cocks that were filling me.

The chill of December air in the mens room at the park had all but dissipated and the sounds of the cars driving by didn't mean anything to me. Without realizing that it had even happened, my vision went cloudy and the shivers I was experiencing melted into a warm gush of overwhelming pleasure that seemed to pour over every inch of my body. I gazed up for a brief moment at Brian with a sated smile and noted that my moaning sounded like it was so far away that it was coming from someone else.

The next thing I knew, I was swallowing a thick volley of cum that Brian had squirted into my mouth. I didn't exactly remember the moment that he had his climax, only that my mouth was filling with a delicious load that I needed to swallow. While I was gulping down Brian's tasty seed, I realized that I was working my hips in a continuous back and forth motion, pushing back to meet Larry's forward thrusts. There was a continuous thrill that was running down the backs of my legs while my little wiener sizzled between them, and I felt and incredible urge to take the remainder of Brian's load in my hair. So with a naughty smile, I pulled off of his prick and wrapped both hands around it, aiming it at my brow and letting his spunk pour out like water across my dark bangs.

When I guided Brian's prick back into my slutty mouth, he reached down and scrubbed his seed into my scalp while I purred with satisfaction.

“You're enjoying that load, aren't you lover?” he asked me, and I nodded with a lecherous smile and a moan of contentment. “I know how hot you are to wrap your pretty little lips around my shaft, Simon.”

“Mm!” I moaned, then I settled back into a dedicated worship of his shaft while Larry hammered my quivering boy cunt until he finally nutted up my butt. When he pulled out, he collapsed on the commode and I scrambled to get between his legs, not caring about the accumulated pee that had collected around the base of the toilet. I was looking forward to riding home with a hole that was opened wide and I knew that the stink would be strong, just like it was the day before, so I didn't give it a second thought. Instead, I got to work, sucking Larry's semi hard prick while Brian leaned in and planted a deep kiss on the 15 year old's mouth.

I watched their tongues dancing and knew from the look on Larry's adorable face that he was crushing hard on Brian. I felt a little jealous but also knew that if they were a couple, they would be more inclined to come by and service my boy pussy together, which was what I wanted. When they broke their kiss, I stayed on the floor and took turns with their dicks in my mouth while they petted my head and rubbed each others' backs.

When it got close to noon, I begged to eat some ass and they both gave in. I delighted in posting up at Larry's back door, eating him deeply while he made out with Brian. His pooper was so delectable that I didn't want to abandon the rim job I was giving. But I knew that I wanted to eat at Brian's back door, too, and wasted little time in saddling up for an indulgent feast when it was offered up for my dining pleasure.

When it was time to go, I thanked my studs for a satisfying romp and asked if I could see them over the weekend. When they agreed, I felt a strong pang of desire grip my boy pussy all over again and promised to text them the next day, then I got on my bike and rode home.

I knew I was a stinky boy when I rode up to the house and put my bike in the garage. I could feel my gaping boy pussy winking and flexing over and over as it secreted cum and ass juice into the seat of my undies, and the pleasant smell of anal sex was rolling off of my entire body. The scent of drying pee was imbedded in the denim of my jeans and the seat of my pants was full of a stinky heat that was pouring out of my dilated butthole. It smelled even darker than it did the day before, and I was loving it.

Just as pleasurable to me was the spicy aroma of the two hot buttholes that I had eaten right before leaving the park, which was rolling off of my grinning face and adding to my stink. On top of it all, I had an odorous tail that was following me around like a lost puppy dog that just pooped on the rug. I knew that as soon as I went inside, my mom would smell it too.

It was 11:55 when I walked into the house through the garage and greeted my mom with a hug. She wrapped her arms around me at first and leaned down to kiss me, but then the overwhelming smell of my anal ecstasy hit her nose like a punch and she fanned the smell away from her face while I grinned up at her.

“Honey, you stink,” she told me, and I nodded up at her, still smiling. “Where were you?”

“I saw some friends at the park,” I admitted as she pulled herself out of our hug. “We were in the bathroom.”

“I see,” she said, absorbing this new information while she gave me a long, introspective look. I saw her nose working, almost against her own will while she slowly deducted every odor that was pouring off of me, then she asked, “Did you pee yourself?”

“No but there was some pee on the floor and I got it on my legs,” I said, watching her face for a reaction.

“You stink like poop, too,” she remarked, and once again I nodded.

“It's my butthole that stinks, mom,” I explained, then I slipped and added something I didn't mean to add. “It's their buttholes, too.”

As soon as I realized what I said, I blushed and looked away while her eyes got big, then she leaned down and sniffed my face for a moment. As soon as she realized that the spice rolling off of my face was distinctively different from the dark aroma pouring out of my bottom, her expression went from shock to dismay while I looked back up at her.

“Honey, I'm going to run a bath for you and I want you to soak for a while, okay?” she said in a tone that was suddenly soothing, and I nodded in agreement. “Come on Simon, I'll walk you up to the bathroom.”

With that, she took my hand and we walked up to the bathroom. As we made our way up the stairs, the dark stink of my odorous tail lingered in the air. It seemed to be especially powerful when we went into the bathroom, where she sat on the side of the tub and ran my bath while I stripped. As soon as I lowered my jeans, the smell of anal sex was almost overpowering as it filled the room.

When I was in my birthday suit, she gathered my cum matted undies and held them up in the air, examining them with a neutral expression while I watched her. With a sigh, she wrapped them in my jeans and my shirt, then she carried them out of the bathroom. While she was gone I couldn't resist the allure of bending over in front of the mirror and pulling my butt cheeks apart, anxious to have a good look at my satisfied boy pussy.

Much to my delight, it was still winking and dilated and there was a strand of cum connecting the lips of my pucker. While I was admiring my gaping, well used hole, my mother's shadow caught my attention. I looked over and saw that she was standing in the doorway with her eyes trained on my loose, cum splattered hole. I froze at first, unable to think about what to do as the shock of the moment set in. But then I let go and my crevice closed while she took a deep breath, as if to compose herself, then she said, “Get in the tub, honey. Mommy's going to lay some clean undies and some jammies out for you to wear when you're all clean, then we'll have lunch.”

“Thank you, mommy,” I said in a small voice, then I dutifully got into the tub while she went down the hall to my room. When I got out of the tub I made a beeline for my room, where a fresh change of clothes were sitting on my bedspread right beside my tablet. I got dressed and took my tablet downstairs with me to the living room while my mom worked in the kitchen. I decided to behave myself, so I opened up an e-book that she bought me for Christmas and read quietly until she called me to the table.

When we were finished with lunch I offered to help her with the dishes but she waved me off.

“I'm sure you'd like to get back on your tablet, Simon,” she said, and I shrugged.

“I'm reading the book you got for me,” I told her, earning me a smile from her.

“That's fine, honey,” she said, then she raised an eyebrow. “You know, we don't have any plans for the rest of the day, so if you'd like to take your tablet upstairs and have some private time, you can.”

“Thanks mama!” I said with an excited smile, wrapping my short, skinny arms around her waist for a hug.

“You're welcome, baby,” she assured me. “Go enjoy yourself, Simon, and Merry Christmas. I love you, honey.”

“Merry Christmas, mama,” I said into her tummy. “I love you too.”

With that, I tore off to my room, anxious to watch gay porn on my tablet while I dreamed about the rest of my winter break.

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