Date: Tue, 26 Mar 2024 15:48:35 +0000
From: peterswanson88@proton.me
Subject: A boy for my husband chapter 10

A boy for my husband chapter 10


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After our shower, the boys were exhausted. They had worked their asses
off during the game and then got their asses worked on after. We thanked
the opposing team for their hospitality. I gave Coach Frank my number and
let him know we wanted to get together with him again soon.


"Freddie is staying with Anthony and I this weekend. Would be great if
the four of us could get together." I said.


Freddie walked up to us, "actually uncle Andrew, I was wondering if
Miles could come too. His dad already said he could sleep over my house
any weekend. What's the difference if it's at yours?"


"Uncle Andrew?" Coach Reilly raised an eyebrow.


"Not actually an uncle. We just take care of the kid and have gotten
really close. Feddie, it's fine if Miles wants to sleep over. Coach
Reilly, what do you think?"


"I've actually got a sleepover of my own planned with some friends.
He's got a son about their age. Maybe we can all get together?"


"Text us and let us know." Anthony said. "Sounds like it could be a
fun time."


With that, Anthony and I took Miles and Freddie by the hands and walked
back to the locker room. The older boys except Asher had dressed and
packed up. Asher was still naked and seemed to be somewhat nervous
staring into his gym bag.


"Everything okay Ash?" Anthony put his arm around the teens shoulder.


"Yeah. It's just... I forgot that I only brought one kind of underwear.
I don't want to get teased."


"Boy, after what we just did, how could anyone still tease you?"


"Well, you see Coach, you know I have a girlfriend. And... I sort of
stole her panties."


Asher pulled out some lacy red girls panties. Sexy ones. They were thong
style with a very small pouch in the front.


"I'm not going to judge you Asher," I said. "And if any of these boys
do, you direct them to me and I'll set them straight."


Asher slipped on the panties. His cock hung out one side. The softness of
the thong slipping into his crack must have felt good to him because his
cock started to chub up immediately.


"Can I ask you something Asher? And know that you don't have to answer,
okay?"


Asher looked me in the eye and said quickly, "If your question Coach
Andrew is whether I'm gay or bi or whatever... I'm gay. I've always
known it but my dad is more traditional and he wanted me to have a
girlfriend. The most we do together is make out. I stole these panties
when I was at her house one time."


"That's perfectly okay Asher. Well, stealing isn't, but everything
else is. Things will work out, just give it time."


Asher tucked his hard cock into his jeans and we all headed back to the
bus. It was so strange, the boys all acted like nothing had just
happened. Like they hadn't all just participated in a giant orgy with
boys and men. Like they hadn't watched as their youngest team mates got
railed and bred by a man in his 40's and a bunch of strangers. They all
seemed as close and friendly as ever.


Anthony was driving and I was right behind him. He kept looking in his
rear view mirror and smiling at me. He glanced back at all the boys and
smiled too. My husband was on cloud nine. I was too.


What were we doing?! We had just confirmed that we were both fully
twisted pedo men. We had shared all this boy ass together. I should feel
overwhelming shame. Instead I felt more comfortable in my skin than I had
in years. How could this be a bad thing?


My phone buzzed with a text from Coach Reilly.


"Hey. It's Frank. Figured you might want to see some of the activities
me and my friends have planned for tonight."


A picture was attached to the text. It was of a hairless boy ass covered
in hot sticky cum. Two big man cocks sat on top of it. It was evident the
boy was much smaller than the men.


So, there was a group of them.


I replied, "Looks like fun. I'll let you know our plans later
tonight."


I showed my phone to Anthony and he said, "are we going to take these
young boys to another orgy tonight?"


Freddie popped up beside us. It's like the kid magically appeared
whenever we were thinking our nasty plans. He peaked at my phone.


"That looks like Miles' bum!"


"It's not, I promise." I said.


"Good. But, can we take pictures? I want to see what I look like with my
bum ripped open and full of your cum uncle Andrew."


"Maybe Freddie. Go sit down with Miles and get some homework done."


"Jesus Andrew. We created a true cum slut in that one."


"Babe, I think he was born that way. You don't get a choice in the
matter."


We both laughed and Anthony went back to paying attention to the road.


We got back to the parking lot at the gym and three parents were already
waiting for us. Christopher, Jason and Asher all got off and ran for
their parents. I heard one of them say, "Mom it was the best game
ever!" And another say, "the coaches really know what they're doing! I
love this game!"


Miles and Freddie stayed on the bus, sitting on the same bench seat,
giggling away. Their little legs dangled and didn't quite touch the
floor. I walked over to them and saw that their pants were missing. They
each had the others little prick in their hand. The boys beamed up at
me.


The other cars were pulling away. I called over to Anthony, "Hey hun,
will you have a look at these two."


Anthony walked over and kissed young Freddie. I embraced Miles.


"We are so proud of you boys. The way you performed on the court was
exceptional." Anthony said


"And your performances in the showers were also amazing," I quipped.


Anthony gave me a knowing smile. "Let's get home and get some dinner in
you."


"Yeah, get some meat in you." Anthony laughed. He knew my twisted pedo
mind was going a mile a minute. I couldn't wait to get these kids back
into bed. We had tonight and all day tomorrow to give these kids as many
loads of our hot, boy molesting cum as we could manage to milk out of our
balls.


"Put your pants on boys. You can keep playing when we get home,"
Anthony clicked a button on his keys and unlocked our Tesla. We grabbed
our gear and got off the bus with Freddie and Miles right behind us.


Anthony grabbed my phone and took a picture of the boys holding hands.
"Ask Frank if we can all meet up tomorrow. I want a night alone with our
two little cum sluts."


I did as my husband asked and we drove home listening to pop music. I
ordered pizza and wings for dinner. We got home, sat around the table and
had truly interesting conversations with these two sixth grade boys. I
knew Freddie liked science, but I didn't realize Miles was such a
history buff. He talked about ancient Egypt and told me all about the
different dynasties. Anthony was deep into a conversation about the
cosmos with his boy. It felt like a true little family and it made me
feel warm and loved. I hoped the boys felt the same way.


The chicken wings were saucey and as a result the boys were all sorts of
messy. I looked at Freddie and said, "Go start the shower with Miles
Freddie."


"Yes uncle Andrew sir," Freddie replied with a smile that stretched
from ear to ear.


"Sir?" Miles asked


"I'll tell you all about what we will be called tonight Miles. Uncle
Andrew and Uncle Anthony love us both and want us to be their deviated
cum sluts who live to serve their big pedo dicks."


Some of those words went over Miles' head.


"We will teach you all about it Miles, if you want to learn that is."


"If it involves anything like what happened in the showers today, then I
can't wait to learn!"


The boy started stripping down in the kitchen.


"I think we have another cum hole for our use my love," Anthony said.


The boys skipped from the kitchen down the hall and disappeared into our
room. Their clothes made a path as they stripped each other down.


"You go and get them started, I'll clean up out here," I said to
Anthony.


"Are you sure? You never got alone time with Miles."


"I want to share him with you. I prepared Freddie for you last night.
Tonight you can get Miles ready for me. Plus, I've already plowed the
boys hole. He's just out for more cock. Tease him with yours and get him
hornier."


"That's a big ask babe. That kid is hornier than those hormonal teens
we railed together."


I giggled and smacked Anthony's ass. "Prepare our boys. I'll be in
soon."


I cleaned up the kitchen and the moved to the bedroom. The bathroom door
was open and steam was pouring out. Through the steam I could see one of
the boys on his knees servicing my husbands big cock. The other was
standing on the small seat we kept in there. He was kissing Anthony,
their arms wrapped around each other. That must be Freddie I thought.


Tonight was going to be a truly eye opening time for these boys.
Hopefully tomorrow we would be presenting them to Frank and some other
child molesting perverts. I wanted them ready to take as much dick as
possible.


I unmade the bed and put down the sport sheets. I took out the butt
plugs; I had a range of sizes lined up on the nightstand. I put a bottle
of poppers and a bottle of lube on either side of the bed. I took out the
ropes and tested them to make sure they were secure against the bed. The
boys wouldn't fight, I knew that. But I wanted them to pull on them and
try to get away. The thought of having Miles tied down made my cock
twitch. He will pull and try to get away from my savage fucking but he
will be stuck. This was a sick heaven that I landed in.


As dark as this night was going to be, I knew after care was going to be
important. I grabbed massage oil, a kids movie from our media room and
snacks. I pulled out two t shirts. The boys could throw on our shirts and
they would be like little night gowns on them. The thought made me smile.
I went to the guest room and turned on the lights. We had a king bed in
there as well. Once we had finally finished ravaging these boys we can
cuddle in here and drift off to sleep with them in our arms.


I walked back to the master suite and looked into the bathroom. The steam
had gotten thicker. I could only see silhouettes now. One of the boys was
wrapped around Anthony's shoulders. They were face to face, the boys
legs wrapped around my husbands waist. The other boy was still underneath
them. His head was buried in the suspended boys ass cheeks.


I pulled out my phone and snapped a picture. I sent it to Coach Frank
with the caption, "we're going to get these boys broken in tonight.
Play date tomorrow?"


His reply was almost immediate. "I'll let the guys here know. Our place
or yours?"


I snapped another picture of the bedroom scene I just set up. I sent it
with no caption.


Again, an almost immediate reply. "Your place it is. Send the location
and details."


I then got an invitation to a Telegram group chat. I accepted but before
I could start reading the shower turned off. I through my phone on the
dresser and stripped down.


Anthony came walking out of the bathroom with a boy over each shoulder.
Their bare asses facing me. They were both laughing and kicking their
little feet in a mock attempt to escape him. Even if they actually wanted
to their fight would be futile.


With a sarcastic roar and tossed the two small boys easily onto the bed.
They were both skinny kids, well below the average weight for their age.
Maybe 60 pounds each. Anthony could squat 250 so tossing them around was
no problem.


Their weight was more than likely the result of negligence. But hey,
their parents shitty neglect meant the love we showed them was returned
ten fold. They were so happy to be with us. And we were so happy to be
with them.


They both flipped themselves over and looked at us with excitement. Their
little boy cocks were swollen. The temperature difference between the hot
shower and the bedroom made their nipples hard. This was one of most
beautiful things i had ever seen. It got even better when Anthony sat
down between them.


"Freddie, I want you to tell Miles about our rules."


"Yes sir." Freddie got serious and looked at his best friend like a
teacher would look at his prized student who was getting important extra
credit work assigned.


"Miles, our names are now either boy, slut or kid. We are here to serve
our uncles. We call them sir in here. We listen to everything they say.
What happens in here stays in here. I am here for you if you get
scared."


I jumped in, "Miles, if you get scared or want to stop just tell us,
okay? It's all a game."


"It's the funnest game ever Miles. It will make the showers today seem
like a chore!" Freddie exclaimed.


Miles nodded his little head and said, "I'm ready to serve you sirs. I
want to be a good little slut and please you both any way I can."


"That's good!" Freddie praised his little friend. They both giggled.
So did Anthony and I.


Anthony leaned over and whispered, "you ready to destroy these little
boy holes?" I nodded.


He continued whispering, "you ready to molest these smooth young boys?
To stick your sick perverted cock into them and fill them with your pedo
loads?"


I closed my eyes and moaned, "fuck yes I am. I'm ready to turn these
sixth graders into our play things. Freddie, grab the poppers and show
Miles how to use them."


Freddie scurried up the bed and grabbed one of the bottles. He opened it
up, closed one of his nostrils and took a long, deep breath in.


"These will make you feel funny," Freddie said, his eyes already
swimming. "But they make your butt hole looser so we can get railed
harder."


Miles liked the sound of that. Freddie closed one of his friends
nostrils. "Take a deep breath and hold it," he instructed. Miles did as
he was told. He flopped onto his tummy and giggled as he coughed.


I couldn't wait any longer. The sight of his ass set my primal self
loose. I grabbed Miles by the feet and dragged him to the edge of the
bed. I got on my knees and stuck my tongue into his little hairless hole.
He gaped and squirmed but I held him in place. The gasp turned into a
moan and he relaxed. He was enjoying this rim job intensely.


Anthony sat in the chair that I was in last night. He played with hard
cock and stared at the boy I was pleasuring. Freddie walked over to him.


"How can I please you sir?"


"Grab one of the butt plugs. The medium sized one. Get on your back,
throw your legs in the air and stick the plug up your bum."


Freddie didn't think. He didn't hesitate. He followed his orders
immediately. He went to the night stand, lubed up the correct toy, got
into position and wiggled the big black piece of silicone into his hole.
As he did so he stared at my husband.


"Like this sir?" He asked.


"Just like that, boy. You're doing great."


"This feels really good sir. Almost as good as your thick cock buried in
me."


The butt plug made it all the way in. His sphincter wrapped around the
narrow end and held it tight and deep. I looked up and saw Freddie
smiling at Anthony. He was so happy to be serving us.


I lightly smacked Miles' bum and said, "look at your little friend
boy." Miles looked up and his mouth gaped open. He saw the butt plugs
when he walked into the room and realized that one of the bulbous things
was now buried deep inside of his 11 year old best friend.


"Go kiss Freddie Miles," I instructed him. Just like Freddie the boy
didn't hesitate. He got next to his friend, turned him onto his side,
took his head in his hands and kissed him passionately.


I can't begin to explain to you how beautiful it is watching two sixth
grade boys make out naked. Their little pricks rubbed up against each
other and they ground their bodies close. They both closed their eyes and
let their bodies take over.


Their hands explored their bodies. Miles found Freddie's butt plug and
he pushed it deeper. It must have pressed on Freddie's little prostate
because he gave a deep moan while staying locked on Miles' lips. Freddie
grabbed his friends little dick and stroked it. Anthony and I were glued
to our spots, each jerking off and watching these boys pleasure each
other.


"Sir," Freddie asked, pulling away from Miles for a moment. He looked
at me. "May I warm your boy up for you?"


Freddie wanted to top? That was a hot surprise.


"Yes boy, you may."


Freddie pulled Miles on top of him and he applied some spit to his hard
little pecker. He lined up underneath his best friend and jammed his tiny
tool into Miles' guts. Miles gasped again and winced at the
uncomfortableness of it. I walked over to him, wrapped him in a backwards
hug and whispered in his ear, "you're doing great boy. This is how you
take care of your friends. Understand?"


"Yes sir," Miles groaned. "I'm just glad Freddie is warming me up
before I take your big dick again."


It occurred to me then that these boys holes had already been used pretty
hard today. Was this too much? Were we pushing them too far?


Anthony saw the look of concern on my face and asked the boys, "are you
two sure you want to do this? We already played a lot earlier today."


Freddie gave me a look of confusion and said, "but uncle Anthony, I want
to be your cum slut. I want you to use me. It makes me feel good, even if
it hurts a little."


Miles nodded his head in agreement, "it's just like when we started
lifting weights. It hurts at first but gets better the more you do it."


Jesus, these kids are fucking champs. They have had their asses gaped
multiple times today and they are still asking for more cock. I've seen
experienced adult bottoms in bath houses calling it quits with fewer
cocks than they had taken. What have we created here?


Their acceptance of the pain gave Anthony and I the permission we wanted.
We were going to pound these boys until our balls were sore from all the
cum we dumped in them.


"Keep warming him up Freddie, while we get a few things ready," I
said.


Freddie was flat on his back and Miles rode him. He turned around and
pumped up and down on his friends little rod reverse cowgirl style.
Meanwhile Anthony and I grabbed the ropes and secured Freddie to the bed
by his arms. We had to slide them both up the bed since he was so short,
but they didn't mind.


I reached under the bed and found my hog tie cuffs. Was I going to be
this perverted? Was I going to hog tie 11 year old Miles and plow his
hole like the savage molester that I was? You better fucking believe it.


"You warmed up now Miles?" I asked.


"I think so"


"Then come over here."


He slowly let Freddie's dick slip out of his hole. It spasmed a little
and gaped. His hole was begging for more.


I told Miles to get on his back and I proceeded to tie his wrists and
ankles together. He was so flexible he didn't seem to mind at all.


"Miles, I want you to repeat after me, okay?" I looked him square in
the eyes.


He boy smiled and nodded


"I am a little cum slut"


"I am a little cum slut"


The high pitch of a boy whose voice box hasn't broken yet made that last
statement so much hotter.


I continued with the script I wanted him to read back, "I want to be
molested by your big cock."


"I want to be molested by your big cock."


"I live to please you and your husband."


"I live to please you and your husband."


"And whoever you tell me to please"


"And whoever you tell me to please."


"Please breed me with your pedo cum"


"Please breed me with your pedo cum"


As he muttered those last words I slipped my lubed 7 inches into his
tight hole. He gasped as I pushed through his guts. He squirmed a little
but quickly realized it was useless to do so. Instead he relaxed and
began to enjoy it.


As I made Miles say his oath, Anthony got between Freddie's legs and
pulled the butt plug out. His hole was wide open. Anthony looked at it
longingly.


"Freddie, you're going to repeat the same oath. Ready?"


The boy nodded.


They went through the same script Anthony and I had worked out earlier.
Just as I had done, as Freddie uttered the last words Anthony plunged
deep into the boy. My husband looked at me and said, "don't stop raping
that boy babe."


We both fucked to our hearts content. The boys moaned and squirmed at
times, but they remained compliant. I bred Miles deeply within a couple
minutes, but Anthony had just got started. I was by no means finished.


"I lubed this one up for you babe." I pulled my meat out of the wrecked
boy hole. Jizz leaked out. I turned it so that Anthony could see. He
raised an eyebrow and looked at my still rock hard cock.


"Switch?" He asked.


"Fuck yes," I replied.


We untied our boys, flipped them over and pulled them up into doggie
position. He had them face each other so that Anthony and I could stare
at the other as we continued to fulfill our perverted desires.


Freddie and Miles started making out again and my husband and I thrusted
so deep into them it felt like our cocks were going to plow all the way
through their skinny bodies and touch.


"Damn Andrew, your cum makes such good lube."


"And your pedo cock really opened Freddie up. It's loose and sloppy the
way I like it."


"I always know how you like it babe."


"I love you Anthony."


Hearing those words made Anthony moan. He flooded Miles' guts. I came
again as well. The two boys threw their heads down and picked their hips
up. They knew the perfect position in which to receive cum.


Both of us were out of breath. I told Anthony to stay still. I pulled out
of Freddie and grabbed my phone. I took a video of my husbands cum
covered cock slipping out of the 11 year old boy hole. More cum leaked
out. While the camera was still rolling I said to Miles, "say hi to
Coach Reilly"


"Hi Coach!"


I stopped the recording and uploaded it to our telegram chat. I noticed
there were two other names in the group. I added Anthony to it then set
my phone down again. I would check their perverted responses later.


"Okay boys, it's your turn to get off." Anthony went into coach mode.


"Freddie, you stay just like that. Miles, get behind Freddie and fuck
him like Uncle Andrew just did."


Miles needed no additional instruction. In fact, he was a savage. If the
kid had a dick even slightly larger Freddie might have screamed. But the
three inches barely made him flinch. Instead it was the hip thrusts that
made Freddie moan. They were so fast. The repeated slap, slap, slap of
Miles plowing my cum up into his best friend made them both grunt in
delight.


Anthony stepped over and started jerking little Freddie. I didn't know
if I had another load in me but i got behind Miles and slipped back into
my boy. I felt my husbands thick load as I violated the preteen. Now both
giving and getting fucked, Miles shivered and couldn't hold his load in.
I felt his prostate pulse as he gave his best friend his another
breeding.


He fell limp over Freddie's smooth back as I continued drilling him.
Anthony urged me on. "That's it babe. Plow that boy ass you nasty
pervert. Give him another load out of that boy raping balls."


That dirty talk was all I needed to bust again. Filling this ass was
magical. I felt him take it all in. It's like he was born to be a cum
dump.


My dick slipped out of Miles. He and I were both spent. Freddie was on
the verge of cumming. He looked at my husband and begged, "please breed
me again Coach. I need to feel your cock inside me to cum."


That's what Anthony needed to hear. He dragged Freddie to the side of
the bed and let the boys legs fall to the floor. He pushed his huge uncut
cock past the boys now blown out asshole. Freddie yelled a little and
pulled back. Miles and I held him down by his slender shoulders. Then
Miles really got into it.


"That's it Coach," he said, "rape his boy hole. Fill your boy slut.
He loves it when you pound him. He wants more of your big man cock in his
underage butt!"


Holy fuck this kid is a pervert in full training. The idea of him
grooming more boys for us to use popped into my head. My cock twitched at
the idea.


"Keep holding Freddie down Miles."


I slipped between Anthony's legs and took Freddie's little dick into my
mouth. I watched my husbands 9 inches of uncut Puerto Rican man meat pump
into the tiny boy. Freddie was so hard and leaking his pre cum. It tasted
so good.


It didn't take long for Freddie to nut. He shook with pleasure and his
ass shrank around Anthony's thick dick. I saw the cum pump out of his
cock and into the boys willing hole. Some squirted out and I caught it in
my mouth. His ass juices added to the sweetness of the cum I was so
familiar with tasting.


Now all of us were exhausted. We left our bedroom in a state of chaos. I
loved the smell of fucking and boy sweat. I wanted it to last. We made
our way to the guest bedroom and cuddled up watching a movie.


Our two cum sluts became sweet little boys again. Joking and playing
until they closed their eyes. They were facing each other while Anthony
spooned Freddie and I Miles. I reached over then and gave my husband a
deep kiss.


"I love you so much babe."


"I love you too"


We closed our eyes and let our cocks rest against the boy holes we had
just been ravaging. It was heaven.



-Your Friend in Perversion

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