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 Six – A Long Line at Simon's Back Door

My rear end saw a lot more action during the second week of Christmas vacation than it did on the first week, and I was incredibly grateful for the increase in traffic. The day after Christmas I was more than a little transparent about my craving for anal sex. My rear end was ablaze with arousal from the moment I woke up, so much so that a sharp pheromone was rolling off of my anal glands and filling the air around me. At the same time, my hairless little boner was tenting in my pajamas and stayed erect all morning. Realizing that it wasn't going to get better unless she gave in, my mom finally gave me permission to “ride my bike.”

I seized the moment by sending a series of texts to Larry and Brian, anxious to facilitate gay sex with at least one of them. As soon as Brian texted me back that he had the house to himself, I hopped on my bike and hurried to see him. When I rode up to his house he opened his garage door for me to put my bike away, then he ushered me up to his room and we got undressed. As soon as I crawled into the doggy style position on his bed, he treated me to a deep, satisfying butt fucking that made me moan like a little girl.

After he seeded my boy box, we collapsed on the bed and I nursed on his big boy boner. While I was purring with satisfaction around his hard as steel rod, he petted my smiling face and praised me for being so horny and so tight all the time. When he was ready for round two, so was I, and I let him know by getting back in the doggy style position and rolling my horny bottom around like a little harlot. He responded by grabbing my shoulders and pulling me back into his lap while he kissed me deeply. While our tongues were still dancing, he rolled me onto my back, then he picked my legs up and slid his pipe back up my poop chute and administered a thorough rear end service that lasted over 20 minutes. I was in the grip of anal ecstasy the entire time, and my pleasure only deepened when he pulled out at the last minute and squirted his load all over my smiling face.

When I left Brian's house, my boy butt was completely sated and my hole was gaping from the continuous use it had received. I was floating on a cloud as I pedaled in the direction of my house, confident that I could last the rest of the day without anymore action. But then Larry texted me back and I felt an urgent need grip my boy pussy. So with the afterglow of Brian's handiwork still radiating from my face, I hastily arranged to meet Larry at the park for more gay sex.

When we met up, there were a lot of people in the park, a sharp contrast to the day before. But I was so horny for Larry's teen rod that I didn't want to cancel our rendezvous. With daring eyes I lured him into a stall and dropped my pants and undies, anxious to bend over for him. When we emerged from the bathroom five minutes later, my cum drooling hole was sizzling with carnal delight and Larry was sporting a semi. I made him promise to spend an extended amount of time plowing my boy pussy the next day, then I got on my bike and rode home so I could spend the rest of the day basking in the afterglow of the sex I'd had.

Just like the day before, my mom immediately picked up on the dark, powerful stink that was trapped in my pants and rolling up my back through my waistband. And just like the day before, I made no attempt to cover up for what happened while she questioned me. I could feel the multiple cum loads running out of my throbbing, gaping hole when she asked me, “Honey, did you just come from seeing a friend?” I could feel it collecting in the seat of my undies as I nodded my confession, then it started running down the insides of my thighs and I had to suppress a needy moan.

She marched me upstairs and ran a bath for me while I got undressed. When she set her eyes on my hard as steel boy rod she sighed, then her eyes drifted down to the cum trails that were running down my legs and she looked distressed. Finally she gathered up my clothes and walked out, affording me the opportunity to once again take stock of my still dilated pooper. Realizing that taking two cocks had opened me up this way made me shiver, especially when I considered how many pricks I planned to take while my mom was gone the next day. I felt a horny wave roll through me when I pondered how dilated it would get the next day, and I found myself feeling anxious to show it off to my lovers.

As soon as I got out of the tub I took to my social media page and all but thanked my lovers for servicing my horny boy butt. My next post was a selfie shot of my underwear clad bottom that I posted with the caption, 'High Traffic,' which caused my phone to fill up with texts from prospective tops. I posted a few more suggestive status updates that afternoon, including one that hinted that I had finger banged myself while watching gay porn. When my mom saw what I had put online she immediately admonished me and made me take the posts down, but not before they were seen and shared by almost everyone in my network.

Later in the day my mom took me with her to the grocery store. While she was shopping I made my way over to the magazine section so I could pick out the one with the cutest boys and add it to the cart. As I was scanning the magazine rack, a familiar face from school caught my eye and I felt a strong shiver run through my body.

I'd had a crush on James for a while. I started sucking cock for him almost as soon as the school year got underway, and he'd serviced my tight bottom on several occasions both at school and in my bed. So when he spotted me ogling cute boys in different magazines, he made a beeline over to me and let me know what he had on his mind.

“Hey Simon,” James said with a naughty smile, letting his eyes scan the magazines that I was looking over.

“Hi James,” I said with a slight blush, feeling my body temperature rise as I took in his cute features and the lump that had formed in the front of his jeans. “Are you here with your parents?”

“Yeah, they're shopping for the week,” he said, hinting that we had time to slip away if I wanted to.

Taking his hint for what it was, I hurried into the restroom with him and we locked the door. Without thinking twice, I unbuttoned his jeans and reached into his undies so I could take his hard as steel boner out. As soon as I had it in my hand, I let loose with a soft moan and stroked it with a lascivious smile while he hissed with pleasure. My head was spinning with lust as I worked to get my cute older classmate off, so much so that I was floating on a cloud when he leaned in and planted a deep kiss on my mouth.

Less than a minute later, James' hot boner throbbed and jerked in my hand and his gooey sperm fountained out, pouring down the back of my hand and running between my knuckles. As his load was erupting all over my hand, our kiss intensified and I felt my own pleasure swelling. When we broke our kiss, I made a show out of licking and slurping his warm, delicious cum off of my hand, then we made out for another few minutes. When we emerged from the bathroom, James had a satisfied smile on his face and I had a promise from him to come service my horny rear end at 10am the next day.

When Monday morning rolled around I got busy in a hurry, mainly because I turned my open sign on as soon as my mom was out the door for work. I barely had the patience to wait for her to start her car before I was on my social media page, blatantly advertising my back door as lubed up and horny. I posted that it was available to anyone who wanted to use it. I also made it clear that I was in the mood to suck a lot of cocks, hopefully while my rear end was being serviced. Of course I knew that I had a line of tops already eager to drop a load in me because of the posts I'd made the day before, but it felt so deliciously slutty to broadcast my horny disposition to everyone.

By the time the clock struck noon I had been visited by eight different cuties and was still getting texts on my phone from boys wanting to hook up. My first visitor of the day was Larry, who arrived 15 minutes after my mom left, sporting a massive lump in his gray sweat pants. I lost my undies by the front door and never picked them back up, letting them stay there for the remainder of the day while I took cock ride after luscious cock ride. Shortly after Larry treated me to a thick load of his teen spunk that filled my boy pussy to the brim, I got a new text and set up my next hookup.

Twenty minutes later we were joined by a pair of cute eighth graders named Bruce and Issac. It didn't take me long to make a pass at both cuties, and in no time flat I was in the middle of a pleasure filled split roast that I had been thinking about for a long time. They were both on the football team and I had spent a lot of time on my knees in the locker room with my lips wrapped around their respective cocks. It felt like a dream come true to have them take turns saddling up to my bubble butt and pumping hot loads into it while I moaned lustily around a mouthful of stiff cock.

They were still in my bed when Larry received a text from Brian that he was awake and coming over to drop a load in me. I was basking in the afterglow of my pleasure filled romp when Larry handed me his phone so I could read the text for myself. Knowing that my oldest stud was on his way to administer some anal therapy sent a strong shudder through my 11 year old body. When he arrived I crawled on my hands and knees to the edge of my bed with my horny rear end sticking straight up and rolling around, eager to access his big boy boner. While I was unwrapping Brian's package, Larry waved his cock under my nose and my instincts kicked in.

I was moaning like a bitch in heat as I slipped my mouth over Larry's helmet, which was dripping with precum. At the same time, I felt Brian crawl into my bed and get behind me, taking a firm hold of my hips and placing the tip of his boner at my already well fucked entrance. I looked up at my eighth grade lovers, making direct eye contact with them both as Brian's massive shaft slid into my boy butt with ease while I moaned around Larry's prick.

I loved that I was being treated to a mouthful of Larry's hard cock while Brian treated me to an exhaustive back door workout that played out in front of my older classmates. While I was shivering and moaning between my two high school studs, I realized that I wanted an audience to watch me while I accepted a cock at both ends. For five straight minutes Brian's shaft worked its magic in my poop chute, treating me to a stallion ride that ended with a load of hot sperm being shot all over my plump ass cheeks.

As soon as Brian squirted his load for me, I pulled off of Larry's prick with a slurp and begged him to enter me. Soon, I was moaning like a girl around Brian's high school cock while Larry's teen rod took me to the isle of anal relief. When he pulled out of me without shooting his load, I wasted little time in pulling my mouth off of Brian's boner so I could take Larry's load. Soon, I was treated to a mouthful of hot spunk that gave me chills as I swallowed it. I spent a luscious afterglow licking and sucking his nuts while Bruce, Issac and Brian watched with incredulous stares, then I collapsed on the bed with my face in Brian's crotch, eager to finish the blow job I had started.

Almost as soon as I wrapped my lips around the head of Brian's big boner, Larry took a firm hold of my hips and pulled my rear end back up. Knowing that I was about to take another hot cock ride, I gave Bruce and Issac a slutty smile and made a play for their boy cocks by wrapping a fist around each one. Just as I began to stroke the cuties off, Larry slid his throbbing erection back into my boy pussy and began feeding me deep thrusts that made me moan gutturally around the dick in my mouth.

Realizing that I was at my absolute sluttiest, I gazed up at Brian with a satisfied smile, then I did the same with my two eighth grade lovers. I could feel my small body exploding with the most sinful brand of pleasure that I'd ever felt. There was a strong surge of carnal energy rolling through my entire frame that was making me shake all over while a continuous burn spread out from my groin region, slowly intensifying with each thrust that Larry fed me. It felt like there was a constant flow of electricity running through my system, with no beginning and no end to the wondrous sensation that I was enjoying so much.

Ten minutes into my luscious romp, Issac's 13 year old prick went off like a rocket in my hand, coating it with sperm that ran down to my wrist and dripped all over the sheets. I responded to his orgasm by batting my eyes up at him and moaning with satisfaction, then I gently milked it for more. He responded with a sweet smile that gave me chills, even as my young body was experiencing an intense level of anal pleasures. I made sure that my hand stayed busy around his prick, feeling a sense of duty to pleasure him again.

A few minutes after Issac blew his load all over the back of my hand, Larry tightened his grip on my hips and fed me a set of furious thrusts that made my already sated boy box quake with pleasure. I accepted his flurry with a hot moan, then he buried his fuck stick deep inside of my boy pussy and seeded it. When he pulled out of me, I batted my eyes up at Brian, inviting him to slide his raging fuck stick back up my butt for another deep lay. Much to my pleasure, he used two fingers to lift my chin and pull me off of his prick, then he traded places with Larry while I rolled my cum splattered rear end around.

Much to my added delight, Larry waved his cock under my nose and I instinctively accepted it in my mouth. At the same time, Brian eased his hard as steel rod into my love tunnel and took it for an extended ride. I knew I was being gluttonous, but I was too horny to care. My rear end had been serviced to the point of complete satiation long ago, but I was still in the mood to have it plowed by my big dicked lovers. Even more slutty was my plan to offer another ride to Issac and Bruce the instant that Brian's load was received.

As soon as Larry's prick was sucked clean of all cum and ass juice, he eased it from my watering mouth and went down the hall to the bathroom. In his absence I slipped my mouth over Issac's 5 inches of middle school cock and treated us both by giving him a wet blow job. Minutes later, Brian pulled out of my well serviced bottom and shot a hot load all over my back while I whimpered with joy, then I shamelessly begged my two eighth grade lovers to take turns servicing my rear end.

In a considerate show of tenderness, Issac put me on my back in the missionary position and entered me while I opened my mouth to receive Brian's sticky prick from the side of my bed. When his trophy was sucked clean, I turned my attention back to Bruce, who presented his prick to me the same way Brian had. Soon my legs were rocking back and forth and I was moaning like a bitch in heat between the two cuties whose cocks were filling me at both ends all over again.

When my top bred me, he pulled out and I held onto my ankles, anxious for another prick to fill my tingling hole. I smiled when Bruce crawled up and inserted his boy boner, then I lovingly sucked Issac's dick clean while Larry and Brian kissed deeply. After receiving the final load, I dutifully licked Bruce's dick and balls clean, then I shared a series of French kisses with Larry and Brian.

My next cock date was James, who showed up while my four studs were still there. When I saw the time and realized that he was due to arrive in a matter of minutes, I practically begged all of them to stay and watch. Of course, I wanted them to join in the fun too, but I knew that I would get a thrill from having an audience to witness my debauchery. I sealed the deal for myself by making out with Larry and Brian while my 8^th grade lovers watched with curious eyes. I made it a point to let them see Larry's tongue dancing with mine while I moaned blissfully, wanting them to see that I was eager for any type of gay romance I could enjoy.

While I was moaning around a mouthful of Larry's stiff tongue, he used his long fingers to pinch my satisfied bottom while I rolled it around. I felt him parting my buns, then I felt the flutter of cold air rushing into my gaping boy pussy while we kissed hungrily. I could feel him teasing the ribs of my pucker with the tip of his middle finger, getting me hot for another ride on his shaft. Finally, a text came across my phone and I knew my next hookup was at the front door.

The day before, when he told me that he was interested in coming by and pumping a load or two into my needy boy pussy, I jumped at the chance. Of course, I was excited about having an audience to watch me get it on with the cute 8^th grader. Even more enticing, though, was the possibility of getting to ride a train comprised of all five of my lovers.

Much to my delight, James didn't hesitate to break me off in my bed, even while our audience watched and played with themselves. While I was taking it missionary style, he leaned in and planted a deep French kiss on my mouth that swept me away in a wave of romantic feelings. When he came inside of me and pulled out, I scrambled to get into position so I could suck and lick his junk clean. When I smiled up at my stud and thanked him for such a satisfying lay, he treated me to another deep kiss that got me hot and horny again. It didn't take me long to make another pass at all five of my lovers, which led to me getting my rear end serviced over and over again while I gave continuous head. I wrapped my hands around as many dicks as I could manage but at one point I caught site of James, Larry and Brian intermittently sharing kisses and cuddles with each other while Issac and Bruce performed for me.

Happily for me, Larry texted a few more high school Freshman and Sophomores who dropped in and used me for their pleasure. Of course, the pleasure was all mine, especially when they got in on the train of cocks that were being fed into my rear end. I delighted in having random hot dicks sliding through my back door while I moaned shamelessly around whatever cock happened to be in my mouth. My body felt explosive with pleasure while I put out for stud after stud, all the while hoping that there would be two more cocks to replace the ones that were making me moan.

It seemed apropos that my last butt fuck of the morning would come from Larry, especially since he was the stud who treated me to my first butt fuck of the day. I was back in the doggy style position, sucking cock for James while Larry was making my boy cunt scream with unchecked pleasure. His thrusts were fluid and piston-like as he fed them to me, making my legs quiver while my little boner pointed down at the bed. I could tell that James was getting close because his smooth balls were starting to pull tight and his boner was twitching in my mouth.

While I was preparing to receive James' load down the gullet, Larry finished by feeding me 10 deep cock thrusts, then he buried his rod all the way up my butt and filled it with his load. When he pulled out, I felt his strong fingers prying my buns open, showing my dilated, cum covered hole off to the group that had gathered to watch. Realizing that my audience was watching as cum spouted out of my loose stink button, I moaned lustily and rolled my hips around while I stayed with the blow job I was giving.

When the fun finally ended, I was laying on my back grinning up at all eight of my lovers while they jerked themselves off over my naked, shivering body. My hairless boy rod was sticking straight out from my body and I could feel a pool of cum collecting on the sheets as it ran freely out of my winking hole. I wanted to reach out and grab a couple of cocks so I could be the one to finish my lovers off but my body was practically paralyzed as the carnal sensations I was experiencing ran their course.

For the rest of the afternoon I received my lovers one and two at a time, taking it easy while I enjoyed having my hole filled with cocks and cum. I got to eat a few buttholes and suck a few more dicks while I was getting myself laid, but I wanted to keep my back door as busy as I could until my mom got home. After seeing five more lovers, I donned my undies and saw the last of my lovers off for the day. When my mom got home the smell of anal sex was so dense that she had to open all of the windows and leave the front door opened while she ran a bath for me.

When she took my clothes out of the bathroom, I pulled my plump buns apart and took stock of my gaping, tingling pucker in the mirror. There was cum trickling out of it that I could see glistening under the glare of the bathroom light, and I loved how I could see the hot, moist lining of my anus in the mirror. It felt so dirty to be standing there, taking in the sight of my freshly fucked hole, and I loved it. I knew that I was eager for another session of group sex the next day, and was hoping that my butthole would expand even more around the big dicks that I wanted to take.

While I was admiring my dilated pooper in the mirror, I could hear my mom in my room, opening my window and stripping my sheets off of my bed. It felt almost brazen to stand there with my buns pulled open and my cum slicked brown eye on full display while she was in the very next room, but I was shamelessly loving it. So much so that I didn't bother to let my butt cheeks close when I heard her making her way out of my room. She walked past the bathroom door and we locked eyes for a moment, then I let my eyes roam back over my shoulder to the mirror, where my stink hole was on full display.

I let my gaze travel back to her face and saw that she was looking at it with disbelieving eyes, and for some reason I felt compelled to turn so that my rear end was pointing in her direction. With my fingers still holding my buns in place, I hung my rear end out and let her get a good look at my gaping, cum oozing hole while I looked up at her face for a reaction. She looked almost stunned, and she stood silent for a moment while my hole continued to throb and wink. Then a dark, almost overwhelming stink rolled out of my hole and snapped her out of her thoughts while I drew it in with my nostrils.

“Simon, I want you to get in the tub,” she said with a tone so neutral that I wasn't sure what she was thinking. I nodded in agreement, then I turned my bottom back toward the mirror so I could get one more glimpse.

While I was soaking in the bath, she went back into my room and went into my dressers. A few moments later I heard her close my bedroom window, then she popped her head in the bathroom door and said, “I put some clean undies and some jammies out for you, honey.”

When I got out of the tub I donned my fresh pair of undies and crawled into my bed, which was still stripped down. Seizing the moment, I hiked my underwear clad bottom so that it was sticking straight up and took a few selfies with my phone. Pleased with my handy work, I uploaded them to my social media page with captions detailing how satisfied I felt. I then added a post that hinted that I wanted to be even busier on Tuesday, which was shared over and over again by people in my network and even with people who weren't in my network. I could feel my little body quaking with desire as I contemplated another day filled with satisfying cock rides, so much so that my boy butt started to flow heavy with ass juice.

Disregarding the sharp smell of arousal that was pouring out of my hot hole, I put my pajamas on and joined my mom downstairs for the rest of the night. The heat and the stink pouring out of my hole seemed to intensify as the evening wore on, and it felt like I had a hot fart trapped in the seat of my pants. I could smell the strong odor all around me, and soon it began to linger in rooms long after I had walked out of them.

Finally, after supper, she sat with me on the couch and brought up the subject of my busy rear end.

“Simon, how many boys were you with today?” she asked, and I looked up at her guiltily.

“I don't remember, mama,” I fibbed, not wanting to admit to her that I had been topped by 13 boys that day. Trying to evade her question, I looked up at her and said, “It wasn't that many.”

“Are you sure, son?” she asked, gently rubbing my back in a soothing fashion while I shrugged my response. “You know, I'm not going to get mad at you if you're honest with me.”

“You're not?” I asked with a small voice, and she shook her head no while she planted a kiss on the top of my head.

“I promise baby,” she said in a warm voice that gave me reassurance. “Do you think you can try to remember?”

I nodded up at her slowly, then I took a deep breath and admitted, “I was with 13 boys today, mama.”

“I see,” she said, clearing her throat and trying to compose herself. Finally, she gave me a concerned look and asked me, “You had sex 13 times today?”

With a hard gulp, I shook my head no while my cheeks heated up and changed shades of red over and over. I looked up at her and could see a questioning expression on her face, as if she wasn't catching on, so I told her, “I did it with everyone more than once.”

With that, I leaned into her side while she held me close, then she said, “That explains a lot, Simon. Is that what happened to your bottom, honey?”

I looked up at her and nodded my answer, and she responded by planting a kiss on my cheek. Knowing that she wasn't going to stop me, I told her, “I want to see more boys tomorrow.”

“The same boys you were with today?” she asked, and I nodded up at her.

“I want to be with all of them, and I want to see other boys tomorrow, too,” I confessed. “I want to do it more times with each boy than I did it today, too.”

“You want to be with more boys tomorrow than you were with today?” she asked with a note of alarm in her voice, then she seemed to catch herself and she gave me a sympathetic smile while I nodded my confession.

“I want to take it up the butt more times than I did today,” I added, looking up at her face for a reaction. She looked troubled, but I could see that she was trying not to show it. For some reason, I decided to pile on by saying, “Tomorrow I want my butthole to be even bigger than it is today. I want it to stink more, too.”

“How come, sweetheart?” she asked me softly, and I sighed as I thought about how much my hole tingled and how long it went on, even after my bath. I loved that I could still smell the spicy aroma of hot butthole in the air hours after I'd soaked in the tub and changed my clothes.

“It makes me feel good,” I told her with a naughty inflection in my voice. “I wish my butthole would stay open all the time, and that everyone could smell the way it stinks.”

“I see,” she said, hugging me closer to her even as my hot pheromones swirled around our faces. “Well if it makes you feel any better, mommy's been able to smell your stinky butt all evening long.”

“I like the way it smells right now,” I admitted, curling my legs up under my body and getting comfy as my eyelids started to get heavy. I was still trying to get a rise out of her, so I added, “I liked it more when you came home. It was a lot stinkier then.”

“What did you like more about it, honey?” she asked quietly, and I could tell that she was trying to diffuse my taunting.

“I liked it because it smelled like I pooped somewhere naughty,” I told her, looking up at her face for a reaction. When I didn't see one, I went on by saying, “Sometimes when I'm taking it up the butt, I can smell poop really bad, and I like it. I know that the house is going to stink when you get home, too, but I want it to smell that way.”

Instead of the distressed look I was hoping for, she simply planted another kiss on my cheek, then she patted her lap for me. Realizing that I wasn't going to catch her off guard with anything I said today, I dutifully climbed into her lap and let her rock me back and forth while I yawned over and over again. She turned the TV on and I watched the opening credits of a show that was starting, then my eyes got heavy and I fell into a deep slumber. Too exhausted from a full day of gay sex to stay awake, I let myself have sweet dreams of the big boy cocks that I planned to receive at both ends the next day.

Coming Soon: Simon Rides the Pleasure Train

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