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 Seven – Simon Rides the Pleasure Train

Tuesday was a much busier day for me than Monday was, mainly because there was never a moment that I was without the company of at least four lovers at any given time in my room. My morning started off right, with a quartet of high school jocks stopping in to get their rocks off between my spread eagle thighs. I delighted in wrapping my lips around the most easily accessible dick while hot, hard shafts worked their magic in my easy access hole.

The first boy to mount me was Jared, a super cute 16 year old with blonde locks and shiny braces that accentuated his shy smile. He was so nervous when they first arrived, a sharp contrast to his three companions. They were giving off an air of excitement and anticipation for the main event that I found intoxicating. Of course I was aroused long before their arrival, but the sheer level of testosterone that was filling the air around us sent a thrill through me that made me want to get undressed right away.

Sensing Jared's apprehension, I approached him first and said, “You're really cute, and I want you first.”

With that, I dropped my undies and crawled into my bed, staying on my hands and knees while I gave him a hungry look and rolled my horny boy butt around with a moan. I licked my lips when I saw a lump growing in his pants, then I let my naked bubble butt sway from side to side while I continued to moan seductively. For my efforts I was treated to a quick but pleasing lay in the doggy style position while the others got undressed and cheered their buddy on.

The next stud to take me was a sculpted brunette named Junior. As soon as Jared pulled out I beckoned him to crawl in at the front of my bed so I could suck him clean. While I was moaning around the cock that had just nutted inside of me, Junior climbed on and rode my horny rear end with a frantic look of pleasure on his sexy face. I was in pussyboy heaven the entire time, moaning and whimpering with delight while his 6 ½ inch rod hammered my spot.

After Junior filled me with his stud seed, he pulled out and a hottie named Joe took his turn. Joe was the most well hung of all four of my visitors, and he quickly brought the pussyboy out of me with his eight inch trophy. I was in the grip of gay ecstasy after just one thrust, and I barely even noticed that Jared had eased his still hard boy cock out of my mouth and that it had been replaced by Junior's pleasing shaft. I could feel a continuous throb running down the backs of both of my legs, making my toes curl and my joints crack while the cool morning air fluttered against my twitching boy pussy.

When Joe filled me with his teen spunk three minutes into our fuck, my head was spinning with carnal delight and I was moaning like a little girl. When he pulled out, all three loads poured out of my dilated pooper, running down my taint and over my taut boy sack before they dripped onto my sheets, but I didn't care at all. I was ready for more action, and wasted little time in summoning my forth top for some additional back door service. Happily for me, 17 year old Charles was stiff as a board and ready for duty when his turn arose. I could tell right away that he had experience in bed because he pushed his dong along the walls of my boy pussy with precision as he entered me, then he let his seven inches rest inside of me while I moaned femininely around Joe's dripping pole.

When he was used to my hot, horny hole, he fed me a series of strokes that were both luscious and authoritative at the same time. My body felt like it was catching fire all over as he administered the most skillful buttfucking that I had ever accepted up to that point. I could feel erotic explosions erupting all over my groin, as well as deep inside of my derriere. My boy pussy was gripped with a new sensation of carnal relief, one that I'd never experienced before. I could feel my little boner pulsating while my hot to trot rear end opened and closed with force, over and over again as I was being swept away by a tidal wave of goodness.

While Charles was dominating my boy box, a sweet, pleasant fog set in all around my face and my vision got blurry. At the same time, there was a low, continuous humming that filled my head, which was spinning out of control. Just when I thought that the feeling couldn't get any better, I experienced a chaotic series of hot flashes that emanated in my rear end and seemed to shoot out of my hairless boy cock, which was already on fire and still twitching uncontrollably.

At some point, the onset of my ecstasy seemed to level off and I rode the wave all the way to its glorious end. I was still sucking lustily on Joe's hot cock and loving it, but I was working on sheer instinct as I swam in the waters of anal rapture. I could hear my group of studs talking amongst themselves about my hungry rear end, and about how cock addicted I seemed to be for someone who was only 11 years old. The entire time that they were discussing my need to be filled with hot cocks, I was moaning softly and letting the cock in my rear end take me deeper and deeper into that magical place that I was currently in.

“I bet he'd like to have another dick in his ass when I'm done,” I heard Charles say, and I wanted to nod in the affirmative but I was too far gone to do anything about it. “His ass is squeezing the hell out of my dick.”

“Look at his fucking dick,” I heard Junior exclaim while my body experienced pleasures untold. “It looks like it's trying to spunk.”

“He fucking loves it,” Joe observed, and once again I wanted to nod but was powerless to do so. “I wonder if he'd let us all fuck him again.”

I was yearning to answer my stud with a resounding “YES!” but my head was swimming with a sensation so powerful that I didn't have the wherewithal to do it. Luckily for me, my pleasure filled moans and the nearly frantic deep throating around his luscious boner did the talking for me. In no time at all, they got the message that I was hot and horny for as many cocks to slide into my boy pussy as I could entice.

When Charles finally seeded my fully serviced boy butt and pulled out, I collapsed on the bed and laid on my back with my legs spread eagle, anxious to procure another cock. Much to my delight, my four studs stayed and pumped hot loads into me while I moaned greedily around any dick I could wrap my lips around.

Just as my dreamy new studs were about to leave, Brian and Larry showed up and it was a reunion of sorts. I was quick to make a pass at both of them while my quartet of tops watched, eager to be split roasted right away with a new audience in place. While I was being filled at both ends with morning wood, the quartet of cuties talked about the action that had just taken place as if I weren't even there. Hearing them talk about getting off in my mouth and my slutty rear end while Larry and Brian were using them for their own pleasure was nothing but a joy for me, and I was even more determined to keep my open sign on all day.

Happily for me, watching their classmates taking turns in my mouth and up my butt was a turn on for all four of them. In no time flat, I was being motor boated in the missionary position while I sucked any available cock I could. While I was riding a train of big dicks, a few more groups of tops came over and the action intensified well into the afternoon. The entire time that I was being topped, my body was shivering and my hole was emitting the unmistakable aroma of gay sex, which kept me in the mood to have it used continuously.

It seemed like there was never a shortage of tops to keep my rear end busy, and I realized that my fantasy of riding a day long train was coming true. Just as I hoped, my tops were posting about the easy availability and tightness of my boy pussy on their social media pages, which had its intended result. It seemed that as soon as one of my satisfied studs would leave, another would come by to take his place in the line. Even more tantalizing for me was when two or three big dicked tops would show up together to drop a load and make the line longer.

Early in the afternoon, one of my high school studs arrived with his little brother Michael in tow. I recognized him right away and my mouth started to water as I took in his cute features. He was still in the fifth grade and just ten years old, but I knew that I wanted to take his virginity right away. When he spotted me laying in my bed with a hot dick in my mouth and one filling my all access hole, he looked stunned. When I smiled at him and batted my eyes, he smiled and blushed, which took my breath away.

“Are you ready buddy?” his big brother Sammy asked, and the cutie nodded. “As soon as our turn comes around, I'll show you what to do.”

“Okay,” he said, trying to put on a brave face while the older boys encouraged him on. When it was time, I laid flat and pulled my knees to my chest, allowing Michael to slip his boy rod into my hole and lay on top of me. His hard cock was hairless and a full inch bigger than mine, solidifying my place as the pussy boy. As the heat of his cock throbbed against the walls of my slippery boy cunt, I was moaning softly and smiling at him, wanting him to feel comfortable while he rested inside of me, then he began an earnest humping that gave me chills. While he was getting his rocks off inside of me, Sammy presented his hard 15 year old dick to me and I happily sucked on it. Soon, Michael's eyes grew panicky and his thrusting got faster and I knew he was getting off. My own little rod was sticking out from my body, tingling and moist at the tip while I moaned around Sammy's six inches.

When Michael pulled out of me, I watched with a grin while he traded places with his big brother, allowing me the pleasure of sucking his hard boy cock clean while my horny hole was filled up with Sammy's satisfying rod. When Sammy finished in me, a well hung senior took his place and treated me to an extended lay while I once again sucked and licked cock for my 15 year old stud. Before they left, I was treated to another ride from both brothers. I even had the pleasure of running my tongue up and down Micheal’s delicious crack, then I feasted on his hot stink hole with a greedy smile while someone held my legs in place and drilled my boy pussy.

My afternoon concluded the way my morning started, with a quartet of big dicked high schoolers treating me to an extended train ride that ended just minutes before my mom came home. I was laying on my back with my legs wrapped tight around my lover's waist, grinning hard as he thrusted deep while the others sat on the floor and watched, too tired to continue. When he fired his load into my already cum drooling hole, we shared a tongue filled kiss and he pulled out.

Donning my undies, I accompanied my four studs down the stairs, letting my still horny rear end lead the way. I made it as far as the bottom of the staircase when I realized that I needed at least one more rooting and made a pass at the quartet. This resulted in a final, major rear end service that I took in the doggy style position on the couch. While I was moaning in ecstasy, my tops took turns running their shafts deep in my gaping hole with authority, which stirred up an even darker, stronger and more powerful stink that filled the air downstairs. When the final stud seeded my boy pussy and pulled out, he gently slid my undies up for me and petted my smiling face while I purred around his drooling cock.

Less than two minutes after my tops saw themselves out, I was still in the doggy style position on the couch. I had my head resting on a throw pillow and my cum drooling boy butt was sticking straight up into the air while I longed for more action. The sound of my mom's keys jingling on the front porch alerted me to her arrival but I made no move to change my position. I was still reeling from the deep fudge packing that I had procured and found myself unable to move a muscle.

All around me, the dark stink of my well serviced pooper was permeating the air when my mom came inside and she had to leave the front door open. She took a seat on the edge of the couch and checked on me with a concerned look, but the odor was so overbearing that she had to get up and open the windows to air out the house. While she was doing this, I reached back and slid my hands into my undies so I could pull my buns apart and gauge the diameter of my tingling hole with my fingertips.

When she spotted me she asked, “Simon, what happened today?”

“I was with a lot of boys again,” I told her with a contented sigh, and she looked a little flustered as she headed up the stairs to open a few more windows and run a bath for me.

While my bath was running, she came back downstairs and rubbed my back for a moment, then she helped me stand up and walked me up to the bathroom. Just like the day before, I wanted to get a good look at my well fucked poop chute. Only this time I didn't have the patience to wait for her to walk out with my dirty undies, so I pried my buns apart as soon as I was naked. I looked over my shoulder in the mirror, noting with a pleasant smile that my pucker looked to be twice as dilated as it had been the day before. I could see a bed of hot cum that had collected just at the opening and my anal ring was bright red.

My mom was sitting on the side of the tub, watching me with disbelieving eyes as I took stock of my horny pooper in the mirror. Feeling especially brazen, I decided to taunt her again by turning and hanging my slutty rear end out in her direction. When I pulled my buns apart and she set her eyes on my gaping, cum filled hole, a distressed look crossed her face and she used her hand to fan the stink away from her nose. I stayed where I was, holding my buns open and showing off my hollowed out poop chute until she got up and picked my cum matted briefs up from the floor so she could take them to the laundry room.

When I got out of the tub I went to my room to get dressed in the clean undies and jammie bottoms that she laid out for me. Even with my bed stripped and my window open, the aroma of anal sex seemed to linger in my room, which was fine with me because I wanted to breathe it in as a reminder of my pleasure filled romp. The dark stink of my pooper seemed to follow me around all evening, and I took nothing but pleasure in keeping it with me.

That night I was watching TV with my mom when a commercial came on referring to Wednesday as “hump day.” I felt an instant shiver run through me and slipped away so I could post an update to my social media page. I dropped my pajama bottoms and took a few pics of my underwear clad bubble butt, then I posted them with captions requesting that my studs turn Wednesday into the best hump day ever.

Much to my delight, they were able to rise to the challenge, and in a major way. My body was dripping with boyish desire as soon as I woke up that morning, and as soon as my mom was out the door I practically ripped my undies off of my waist. I put a post online that described in detail how I was running around the house with a horny, naked bubble butt that was all lubed up and ready for some action. Next I posted that while I was strictly in the mood for anal intercourse, I would happily suck any big dick I could. Ten minutes later, my first group of studs showed up and my high maintenance rear end was in full use for the rest of the day.

It seemed like every cock ride I took was just pleasing enough to tamp down my desire long enough for one stud to pull out and the next one to enter me. As if I had an inferno raging in my boy cunt, each cock ride only intensified the need for another. At 10:00am I was visited by Charles and Joe, who treated me to repeat performances in my bed that set my boy pussy ablaze and took me back to that secret, naughty place that only they seemed to be able to take me to. But even after a masterful performance in my bed that lit every nerve ending in my body on fire, my yearning for another hot dick in my ass was even greater than before. Luckily by that point I was in the company of eight well hung tops who were eager to rise to the challenge for me.

At some point, I found myself laying on my side, sucking cocks for boys who were standing at my bedside while my left leg was held in place and hard pricks were inserted into my bubble butt from behind. Grateful that I found a position that worked well for everyone, I stayed that way for the rest of the morning. Soon I was on a roll, sucking continuous dick while shaft after hard, hot shaft ran deep in my slippery boy pussy. I loved the fact that for an hour, I accepted more than 10 different cocks up the butt without even knowing or caring who they belonged to. It was only after they would squirt their load and pull out, then present me with their sticky shaft at my bedside that I could see who had just gotten themselves off in my easy access rear end.

When afternoon rolled around, I got back into the missionary position at the behest of one of my studs. Soon, my head was spinning as I took it on my back like a true little harlot while I wrapped my lips back around any available dick I could suck. I stayed that way for the rest of the day, only switching up if one of my tops told me to change positions. I indulged in a couple of doggy style fucks, but for the most part I was split roasted on my back while my feet rested atop the shoulders of whatever top had crawled between my thighs.

At 3pm, I was moaning like a little girl around the base of a massive cock that was being fed to me from the side of my bed while I accepted a major rear end service from the cutest high school jock I'd met in a while. When he bred my hole and pulled out of me, he held my legs in place and encouraged the large group of boys in my room to look at how dilated my boy box was. Of course, this only added to my pleasure, and to my need to have my pooper filled up with another shaft. I responded by rubbing my gaping hole with two fingers and a needy whimper, signaling my desire for uninterrupted anal sex to everyone in the room.

When the action ended after 5pm I was floating on a cloud and barely had the presence of mind to slide on a pair of boy briefs before my mom got home. I knew I was cutting it close as I saw my studs to the door with a grateful smile and a series of kisses, but I didn't care at all. There was a hot, powerful stink filling the seat of my undies and my gaping butthole was practically burping cum that oozed down the valley of my crack, but I was too filled with pleasure to care. My hard as steel boy rod was standing straight up and transparent in the crotch of my undies, but I didn't even bother to try to conceal it. Instead I sat on the couch and slid my hands down the back of my undies so I could toy with my tingling hole and finger it.

Less than five minutes later, I had three fingers lodged deep in my pooper when I heard her keys jingling in the door. As much as I hated to do it, I pulled them out and sucked them into my mouth before she opened the front door and came inside. As soon as she walked in, she saw me sitting on the couch with my fingers in my mouth and a naughty expression that matched the tale tell odor in the air.

Instead of admonishing me, she just sighed and gave me a long, contemplative look before she set about opening the living room windows. She quietly went upstairs and put her purse away, then she went into the bathroom and filled the tub for me while I resumed the anal stimulation that I had been enjoying. When she called me to the tub, I sucked my fingers clean, then I dutifully complied.

I was eager to get a good look at my hollowed out stink button, and wasn't disappointed at all when I gave it a look in the mirror. It was slightly more dilated than it had been on Tuesday, and I wanted to show it off again. With a daring smile, I flaunted it by hanging my busy rear end out and spreading my cheeks for my mother to see it for herself before my bath. Wanting to make sure that she could see how much looser I was this time, I used my fingers to hook the inner lips of my pucker and pull it open while she gave me a look of concern.

While I was soaking in the tub, I delighted in playing with my hole by shoving four fingers into it while it tingled with pleasure. When I got out of the bath she was in my room putting clean sheets on my bed. I felt compelled to show off again by standing in front of her and prying my buns apart so that my pucker was stretched out and opened wide. When she sighed with disapproval, I smiled triumphantly over my shoulder at her, then I let them close and donned a clean pair of undies and a nightshirt that she laid out for me.

When I woke up on Thursday I was hornier than I had been all week. My pucker was moist and steamy in my underwear, so much so that when I came downstairs for a cup of milk my mom noticed the briny smell of my anal glands and said something.

“Honey, your butt stinks this morning,” she said, prompting me to hang my bottom out in front of her with a mischievous grin and use my hand to fan the odor in her general direction. Giving me a playful swat on the butt, she added, “I hope I don't come home to a stinky boy and a stinky house this evening.”

With that, she handed me my milk and took a seat at the table while I rested my head on her shoulder for a hug. She planted a kiss on my cheek, so I took a seat on her thigh and asked her, “Does it make you ashamed of me?”

“Your smelly bottom?” she asked, and I nodded. “No, honey.”

“What about when I show you how big my butthole is?” I asked in a small voice.

“Of course not, baby,” she said, rubbing my back while I downed the rest of my milk and let loose with a loud belch. “I just worry about you, Simon.”

“Because I take it in the butt?” I asked, turning my head to look at her.

“I don't want you to get hurt, baby,” she explained.

“I like taking it up the butt,” I admitted in a small voice, looking at her face for a reaction.

“I know that, baby,” she practically whispered, then she planted another kiss on my cheek.

I responded by resting my head on her shoulder and letting her rub my bare back and shoulders for a few moments, then she scooted me out of her lap and went upstairs to finish getting ready for work. While she was getting ready, I hurried to my room and lubed up, then I got online and put up a post letting my studs know that I was in a state of heightened arousal. Using my phone, I hung my bottom out and snapped a pic, then I shared it online with a caption that simply read, “horny.”

Happily for me, Thursday seemed to follow the same delectable path that Wednesday had taken. My craving for anal sex was high all day long, so much so that even as I was getting my bottom serviced, I was posting status updates on my social media page about wanting even more traffic at my back door. In a matter of minutes my posts were shared and spread among the people in my network, as well as all of their friends, and business picked up right away.

Early in the afternoon my mom called while I was taking a long, thick shaft deep in my pooper. There was a group of five older boys watching and playing with themselves on and around my bed while I was being topped, and they all froze when I announced that it was my mom. I begged my top not to pull out, and instead answered the phone while my feet rested atop his shoulders.

“Hi mama,” I said, my voice husky with the sexual energy that had been roaring through me all day.

“Simon I want you to take every one of those posts down right now,” she admonished me in a quiet tone. “I understand that you want to have boys over, but you can't put those types of updates online. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, mama,” I said, then I grinned up at my top and the other boys who were waiting to take their turn in my high traffic cock harbor. Giving them all a daring expression, I promised her, “I'll take them all down when I'm finished.”

“Finished with what?” she asked, then I heard her sigh with the regret of someone who'd opened a can of worms that they wished they hadn't. At the same time, I felt my stud's boner pulsating against the walls of my boy box and shivered with delight.

Feeling brazen at this point, I let loose with a soft moan and admitted, “I'm doing something in my room with a boy right now.”

Once again she sighed, then she said, “That's fine, honey.”

Still grinning up at my harem of tops, I pushed the envelope by adding, “Actually, there's a boy in my bed and he's doing me right now.”

“That's enough, Simon,” she admonished me, then she seemed to collect herself before she went on. “I'll be home at 5:30, son. I want you to take those posts down right away.”

“I will,” I told her, then we hung up the phone and I gave my cute top a naughty grin and encouraged him to resume our fuck. Everyone in the room was stunned at how I flaunted the sex I was having while I was on the phone with my mom, but it also served as a major turn on for all of them. This served as a catalyst for all of them to stay and take turns hollowing out my hole while I sucked continuous cock.

By the time the fun was over my sexual cup had been filled to the brim but I had forgotten to remove the postings. Realizing that my mom hadn't gone back online to check behind me, I still took them down but replaced them with posts thanking my lovers for a day filled with back door action. Then, just to seal the deal for Friday, I posted a picture of the remaining anal lube that I had in my night stand, barely two bottles. I made it clear that I wanted to run out before the weekend, but I needed a really long line of cute boys to help me use it all up.

After I finished with my social media page I decided to watch some gay porn on my tablet while I waited for my mom to get home. Sitting on the couch in a much more disheveled state than I was in the day before, I slid my right hand down the back of my undies and pushed three fingers into my still horny boy box. I let loose with a hot moan and pleasured myself while I watched a cute twink getting plugged in a car. Soon I was in a trance as I administered a three finger strumming to my boy pussy and drooled over the cute actors in the clip I was watching. So much so that I didn't notice right away that my mom had come home and was staring blankly at me while I finger fucked myself on the couch.

I heard her clear her throat, and looked up at her, startled. I froze at first, then I quickly expelled my fingers and pulled them out of my white briefs. Realizing that they were coated with sperm, ass juice and a noticeable amount of poop, I did the first thing that came to mind and used my undies to wipe them off while my mom watched with disbelieving eyes. I waited for her to say something to me, but instead she diverted her eyes to my tablet, where the twink was still taking a deep rooting in the front seat of a car with loud moans. With a gulp, I paused the video and took a deep breath, then I watched from the couch as she went about her routine of opening the windows so that the overpowering stink of anal sex would dissipate.

As stunned as I was by her unexpected arrival, I quickly recovered and once again, I flaunted my loose stink hole by showing it off to her with a naughty expression. Not feeding into my taunting, she simply let me carry on while she ran my bath, then she got up and left the bathroom while I admired my gaping cum tube in the mirror.

On Friday morning she sat me down on the couch before she left for work.

“Simon, thank you for taking those posts down, honey,” she started, and I nodded up at her dutifully. “But I saw your new posts, and I want you to take those down, too.”

“Okay,” I relented, my voice barely audible. “Mommy?”

“Yes, honey?”
“I'm sorry that I was being nasty last night when you came home from work,” I said, then I felt her caress my right cheek.

“It's alright, honey,” she assured me. “I know you have special feelings.”

“Were you mad?” I asked, and she shook her head no.

“I was a little shocked, but I wasn't mad at you,” she said. “You're a very sweet boy, Simon, and mama loves you.”

“I love you too, mommy,” I said, then I stood up on my knees and gave her a tight hug. “Are you going to call me today?”

“It depends, son,” she said, rubbing my back tenderly. “I suppose if I don't see anything naughty online I won't have to call.”

“Were you upset with me yesterday when you called and I was with a boy?”

“I was a little upset that you were trying to taunt me, but I wasn't mad at you for seeing a boy, honey,” she told me. “Do you know why you did that?”

I shook my head no and tightened my hug, prompting her to kiss my cheek and say, “Let's not worry about it then, Simon. I know you'll calm down when school starts on Monday.”

With that, she got up from the couch and finished getting ready while I hurried up the stairs, determined to get online and let my harem of tops know that my rear end was available to any and all cummers.

Coming Soon: A Friday Cockfest in Simon's Bed

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