Date: Tue, 25 Jul 2017 01:58:11 +0300 From: . . Subject: The Boy Who Possessed Me Part Two You must be at least 18 years old to read this! The story contains sexual contacts between little boys, if you feel offended, stop reading! Do not try this in real life! Any question -> email me "i.died.7.years.ago(at)gmail.com" The Boy who Possessed Me - Part two I woke up late at 12 pm at noon just like yesterday. I was on the floor. I looked around but Alan wasn't here. I started to get flashbacks from last night. Last night was so awkard, I don't know how I'm gonna talk with Alan now. I went downstairs. I saw Alan by the living room watching TV and eating ice cream. This boy has the same routine every single day! Doesn't he have friends or some to hang out with? Then I thought about myself. I'm just like him. I stay on my computer all day, no friends. I have no right to laugh at him. "Good morning!" I got closer and sat next to him. "You woke up late" "I know, I'm sorry... so is there anything I could eat?" "No!" Man! he's cold, and so rude! I don't think it's right to treat guests like that. "What?" I asked. "I said there's no breakfast, can't you hear?" "Why?" "We already ate breakfast at 9 am. If you want to eat, you should wake up early like all humans, sleeping cow!" Sleeping cow!? He just called me sleeping cow! "I'm hungry, please is there anything come on!" "Of course there is, but you won't eat any" "and why is that?" "Because I said that. Stop asking so many question! So annoying, just shut up!" After that I kept silent for the whole time, staring at the tv screen. Half an hour later, He put the ice cream bowl on the table, I thought I could eat the left of ice cream. I stood up and sat on the floor by the table. As soon as I held the bowl, he looked at me and said "What are you doing?" "ummm... I" "Who said you can eat this?" "I'm sorry! Can I eat this?" "No!" "Come on! you're not gonna eat it anyway!" "No you can't eat it!" I was so upset, I had no choice but to wait until launch. After launch, dad and Mr. Cherbusky left the house, and we were alone again on the living room only for a few minutes before he went to his room and asked me to follow him. I followed him wondering what could he possibly want from me? He grabbed some clother from under his bed and went downstairs again. He got even deeper down to the basement. I asked him where are we going? "Where are we going?" "to the basement" "Why are we going to the basement?!" "You'll see soon" We got into a room that looks like a laundry room. I didn't know they had a laundry room. I didn't even know they had a basement! He threw the clothes he had in his hands on the floor and pointed at a basket full of clothes at the corner of the room. "There" "What?" "I said there! These are my clothes. You're gonna wash them now!" "What? Why would I wash your clothes? Can't you just let your parents wash them for you?" "My father washes his clothes by himself and I wash mine myself. These are the rules here" His dad looks strict. Now that I think about it. I haven't seen his mother yet. I don't know if she's far away or something else. I didn't ask him about his mother before, besides, he probaly won't tell me. "So you should wash them by yourself, right? Why do I have to do it?" "Because yesterday you said you will do anything I ask you. Now hurry up!" I remembered all the embarressing moments yesterday. I got a little hornied but creeped out at the same time. Yes I said I will do anything, I was so worked up yesterday. I was afraid when he said he would tell the others about my real creep nature. I had no choice but going along his requests. I said okay I'll do it. I held the basket and put it in front of the washer. I started by taking the colored ones, put them in the washer, and got them clean, while he went upstairs back to the living room. While I was taking his clothes out of the basket, some blue shirt got my attention, he was wearing this shirt just yesterday, I took it and put it on my face. I took a deep breath, it smelled just like him, the smell was so tempting I started getting horny. I threw the shirt on the floor and searched for something stronger. I search through his clothes and grabbed out one of his socks, I quickly put it on my face. The smell was so much for me. It smelled sweaty and musty, but it reminded me of yesterday's accident, it made me feel so horny! I couldn't take it anymore, I grabbed my thing, started masturbating to the intoxicating smell of socks and his clothes, I was getting so high but didn't cum yet. My mind started to make pictures of his body just inside my mind, fantasizing how his naked body would look, then I cummed. I felt so good! Then the feeling of guilt got all over me. He's a child! I shouldn't do that! But then my lust started to light up again I grabbed his socks again and started masturbating again. I decided to stop this and finished washing his clothes. I went upstairs to let him know I finished. Waiting for appreciation from, he didn't say thanks or at least 'you've done a good job', instead he asked to go wash the dishes. I was tired but couldn't do anything but to go the kitchen. I hate it. I do hate it, when he keeps bossing me around. However, I just can't seem to say no to him. I'm not sure if it's because I'm afraid he might tell about me, or it's just because he's so damn fucking hot that I can not refuse. I finished the dishes. Right now, I was so tired. I walked to living room, sat on the sofa next to him. I thought he would say anything, but he hasn't. I stayed silent for some time, then I asked him in a sarcastic way "Is there anything else you would like me to do, sir?" "No, be quiet!" "Ok" We stayed next to each other watching TV. It was already 7 pm. I was just watching TV, when Alan looked at me angrily and said I smell bad. "You smell like shit!" Shit? He said 'shit'! This boy has no shame! Saying these words without any signs of shame. Damn it! How can this little boy say these words? More importantly how does a ten (or eleven) years old know about sex? His father seems like decent and respectful man. Where does get that from? "I'm sorry. It's probably because of sweat. I have been washing and cleaning for hours, I got so tired I must have been sweating a lot." I can't possibly tell him I've been masturbating to the smell of his clothes. "Go take a shower, now" "Ok, I'll go to your room and grab some clothes from my briefcase, okay?" He did not say anything so I assumed he's okay with it. I went upstairs and took some clothes. For dinner, we made some sandwiches and eat together, our parents haven't come back yet. It was 9 pm. We already ate dinner. I had nothing to do. Alan was in his room in his sofa, lying while listening to music. I was on the floor in the other side reading a book staring at him from a time to time. I put the book on the floor and walked toward him. I sat on the floor in front of him. I waited for him to take off his headphones, and listen to what I'm gonna say. he put down his headphones, and looked at me. "What is it?" "I was just thinking?" "What?" "About yesterday." "About what?" "About yesterday's night. You know? What we did before we went to sleep?" "What about it? "I'm just asking you. What do you think about it?" "Nothing" "Nothing?" "Yes. Nothing. You were so disgusting last night!" I felt so embarrassed hearing that. "Ok... um... the thing is... that... I was wondering if we can do that again? Please? "No" "Why!?" "Because it's so disgusting. You are a fucking sick! What the hell were thinking last night!?" "Well I just thought it was good I thought we could do that again, I'm sorry. This is so awkward, please forget I said that" I was so sad and disappointed! It was my first time, and I got turned down. I thought he liked it, but he didn't. Probably he's not as sick as me! I went back to where I put the book I was reading, lied down there, trying to sleep. I was truly sad I was about to cry but I held it in. I woke next day, but this time I woke up earlier and I ate breakfast with Alan and our parents then they went out for work. I spent most of day playing videogames, reading books, pretty much like yesterday. At 4 pm, Alan said he wants me to go out with him. I asked him where is he going. "I'm going to this new shopping mall that opened recently" "I'll be glad to go out with you. Oh wait, but why do you want me to come with you?" I was surprised he invited me to enjoy something for the first time ever since I came. "Oh I don't want you to come at all. I just need someone to pay for the stuff I will buy. You seem you have a lot of money so get prepared. I'm gonna buy a lot of stuff" "What? You're so mean!?" "Get ready, we'll be out in 20 minutes" "Fine!!" He's such a jerk! Who would ever fall in love with such an evil boy? So we went to this mall. It was so big! I didn't buy anything. I was just his assistant which he needed just for money and helping him carrying the stuff he bought. I followed from a one store to another. He bought so many things. Movies, videogames, snacks, deserts and clothes. He spent over 300 dollars and I paid for all the things. Yes I paid for everything. I was crying for the money I kept saving for months and he just spent it in one day. We went back home at 8 pm. I was tired from carrying his stuff all the way from a place to place. We sat there in his room. I was lying on the floor trying to take a rest. He was checking on his stuff. I looked at his face. He seem so much happy he was smiling. It was the first time I see him smiling. I was taken by that smile. I may lost 300 dollars, but it was worth seeing the most arrogant beautiful boy smiling so innocently. I walked toward him and sat on the floor in front of him just like yesterday then I started talking. Here I was, on the floor, he was sitting on the sofa, just like couple days ago. "Hey Alan. You bought so many thing! Did you enjoy today?" "Yes" "I'm so glad you're happy. Mind if ask you a favor?" "What?" "Promise me you will say yes?" "Tell me what you want first" "Promise me first? Please?" "I won't promise anything before you tell me" "Please do it for once. I paid 300 dollars for you! I've been doing everything you said ever since I came! Just for once!" "Fine, fine what is it?" I lightened up from happiness. I looked down at his feet. He was wearing white and blue shoes. I hold his feet and put them on my lap. "Please can we do it again? Please?" "You're so-" "Please!" "Fine, but only this time, understand?" "Yes, yes, thanks!!" I was even much happier! I untied his shoelaces and took off his shoes, and put them aside. There was a faint smell of sweat, I didn't mind it. I slowly slide off his white black striped socks. I took off my pants and waited for him. He started rubbing my thing with his left foot, I got hard so quick. He kept rubbing my thing with his small toes. Slide his toes from my foreskin down to my balls. It was so much, repeating it slowly for 5 minutes until I finally cummed, shooting my stuff all over his foot. As soon as I recovered from my orgasm, I grabbed his foot and covered it with my shirt, I didn't wait for him tell me, I involuntary started wiping his my cum off his foot with my shirt. I wiped every drop of cum off his foot, and just to make sure his foot is fully clean, I pushed his foot to my mouth, licking it clean. I trailed my tongue over every part of his foot. I dried his foot with my shirt again. I finished cleaning his foot and put it down. He stood up trying to walk away but I grabbed him from his legs preventing him from walking away. "wait! There's more thing" "What is it now?" "Ok now please don't panic" "What?" I hold him from his waist. I unzipped his short, and before I could pull down his short, he hold both my hands and yelled at me! "What the fuck are trying to do!?" "I want to make feel good. I'll just jerk you off!" "No! you won't touch me with your fucking feet, you fucking sick!" "I won't use \my feet, don't worry. You'll feel so good, I promise! Please trust me!" I pulled down his short to half of his legs, then I took pulled down his boxers as well. I saw his thing for the first time. I was so horny. Actually it the first I see someone's dick. He hasn't developed puberty hair yet. His pant half the way down. I genuinely asked him. "Please sit down" He sat down. I firmly hold his thing with my hand, started stroking him slowly. I looked at his face to see the reaction on his face, he was getting red, breathing hard, his mouth open, and his eyes half closed. I can see he's experiencing this feeling for the first time. I started stroking him a little bit faster, and he was breathing even harder. A few seconds later, he was really panting. "Wait! Wait! Stop it! This is so- ! stop! I can't stand anymore-" He finally reached his stage. Started shooting. There wasn't much anyway. In fact I was surprised he cummed. I thought he was still young to make sperm. His cum dropped to the floor, and in matter of a second, he stopped shooting, a drop of cum on tip of his dick. I didn't wait for it to fell to floor. I got my head really close to his thing, and pushed my tongue out, then in a quick motion I licked the tip of his foreskin swallowing the last few drops of his cum. He looked at me surprised and disgusted. "Eww! That's disgusting!" I smiled at him. "No, it's not! you're so sweet!" To be continued...