Date: Mon, 15 May 2017 10:03:48 +0000 From: Matt Subject: Alexander and Mr Prinz - Adult-youth Alexander and Mr Prinz A story by Matt Finnish MMbbb, ws First and most importantly please make a donation to Nifty. It's a really valuable resource for us all and allows our imaginations to explore so many different worlds without danger to or exploitation of any third party - whatever their ages and inclinations. Nifty deserves your support as much as any entertainment organisation – it's entirely free to us all, but costs money to run. As usual this is a fantasy story and has no basis in reality whatsoever. As the tales are entirely in the imagination, they don't make a mess on the carpet which most of the acts described would certainly do. You might recognise elements of this narrative. I've been playing with the idea of erotic interpretations of well-known stories and this is the first attempt to write one down. Maybe the two elements don't work together. I'm not sure. Can you let me know what you think please? This story is set in the indeterminate future in an indeterminate country where there are quite legal pedo exchanges and shops dealing in young kids after they become orphaned or abandoned (the fee reflecting their value to older individuals comes to them plus interest but minus a seller's fee, when they reach puberty). There is no such thing as a pedophile or pervert in this imaginary world. Such inclinations are considered to be perfectly normal; the men and women are productive, creative members of society and the children are cherished and loved. ---------- Alexander (called Sandy by all his friends) was nine years old and was as pretty a little boy as anyone had ever seen. His hair was straw blond, his eyes were deep blue, his full lips were coral pink and his skin was flawless and tanned from all the time he had spent out of doors that summer. His little nipples stuck out like rubber erasers, hard and proud and they had been pierced when he was only 3 years old. He now had dull silver metal bars and rings inserted through the piercings. Alexander had a beautiful little uncut boiprick too which would have been about two inches long if daddy had let Sandy make it stiff. Of course he had no body hair. Sandy's daddy was a strong muscular man in his 20s and had won Alexander in an "adopt a summer fuckboi" competition at the local pedo bar and exchange. Things had worked out well so far for Mr Ehrle. His adopted son was kept chained by his nip-rings to a stake in the garden but was free to play and run about as much as the chain allowed. Of course he was fitted with a chastity cage, though at his young age there was no possibility that he could actually produce any cum. However, Mr Ehrle didn't want to take any chances. The chastity lock had a short, flexible, metal catheter which allowed Sandy to piss freely without bothering to stop and aim anywhere. When he wanted to piss he just did so, there and then. In the next door garden were two little girls who had been bought at a different bar and exchange by a young pedo lesbian couple who loved to have tiny naked girls running around nearby. The girls were ready to suck on their mistresses' dripping cunts or wide nipples at a moment's notice and loved doing it. Alexander was good friends with these little girls and they often used to giggle together about the silly things their buyers wanted to force them to do, but which they all longed to do anyway without being asked! Alexander really liked being Mr Ehrle's fuckboi. He was treated well. Even though he was strictly disciplined, at least he knew the rules and the limits of his young life and as long as he carefully obeyed everything his daddy told him to do he didn't get spanked by his daddy. Actually, Sandy rather liked getting spanked, so he was a bit naughty sometimes just so he would be stretched naked over his daddy's knee, his little captured boiprick squeezed between daddy's thighs and his young, perfectly contoured little ass raised up expectantly so that daddy could redden his little cheeks and make them tingle excitingly. Alexander also had a little buttplug inserted deep into his cunt so that daddy could have him stretched and ready at any moment to be fucked either by daddy or by one or two of his friends who had come round for a beer and a boifuck. Alexander loved the buttplug more than anything and would sit on his little wooden chair in the garden in the sunshine wriggling and squirming so that the plug would reach that spot that made Alexander feel really breathless and excited. He could also lean back pulling the chain tight so that his nip rings were pulled taut, giving him a really sharp, thrilling twinge of pain. His tiny, one inch long boiprick would attempt to stiffen to its maximum two inch length but couldn't of course. The catheter, however, would rub against the same little spot as the butt plug but from the other side, so one way or another, Alexander spent almost the entire day in a state of permanent excitement waiting for daddy to come and fuck him. And that's just the way they both liked it. After a hard day at work, Mr Ehrle would come back home, strip off in the back yard and walk over to where Alexander would be lying back raised on his elbows, waiting for whatever daddy wanted. Quite often daddy would simply piss all over him which Alexander loved. His daddy always seemed to have lots of hot, tasty piss for him and would aim the spray all over Alexander's little body as Alexander turned this way and that, rolling over and raising his hot little ass parting the cheeks so Daddy could piss straight into his tiny boi hole when daddy pulled out the butt plug. Sometimes Alexander was really lucky and daddy would just push his veiny thick prick into Alexander's mouth and start pissing hard down the boy's throat. That was a real treat and as he couldn't possibly keep up with the volume of daddy's piss, Alexander would open and close his mouth so that piss escaped all down his chin and over his chest and ringed nips, trickling over the chastity cage and down over his almost non-existent balls and down into his ass crack. That was really exciting too. Alexander loved the taste of daddy's piss and loved feeling that daddy was completely in charge of him and his slight, slim body which was daddy's to violate and molest just however he wanted. Even better was when daddy jerked out the butt plug and sank his whole thick prick deeply into Alexander's boicunt. He really loved fucking his boi and spent a long time making sure that Sandy was screaming with excitement and pleasure as he was pummelled and pumped just the way he wanted it. Sometimes Mr Ehrle would keep fucking his boi for up to an hour and Sandy would quite frequently fall into a trance of lust and sensation as his whole body was caught up in the act of being daddy's toy to be played with and practised on. This perfect life was unfortunately set to end rather suddenly. Daddy went down to the pedo bar and exchange again and in a drunken moment forgot that he already owned Alexander in the excitement of seeing two hot, young twin brothers from a different continent and culture altogether. Tom and Tim (I know, silly names, but those are the names the barman gave them when he was giving them both a test run under the bar during the quieter lunch hour). Tom and Tim were 12 years old but were already very experienced in dealing with big men and their sexual urges. Tom could swallow down almost any sized prick and he was often fisted by his twin brother whilst doing it. Tim was a tough boy and hated being cuddled and stroked. He would much rather play tricks on his twin, holding him down and sticking big things into Tom's ass or down his prick which would set the two of them fighting and screaming at each other. Tom was just as bad and would creep up on Tim and grab his little prick and twist it painfully. A very difficult pair of boys. When Mr Ehrle came into the bar, the two kids were up on the platform performing for the crowd, giving each other a blow job. Each boy could of course easily take all his twin's prick in his mouth, but the two boys were fisting each other quite brutally at the same time and Tim was nipping Tom's balls with his sharp little teeth making Tom bite down on his twin's prick which in turn made Tim shout. Before long the two kids were scrapping and fighting and the barman had to throw a bucket of ice over them to get them apart. Mr Ehrle thought it would be fun to own them and train them to do very dirty and painful things indeed. His bid was accepted – the pedo bar had been given the twins to sell and frankly the barman hadn't expected they would get such a good price. Mr Ehrle bought them on approval for a month, so the kids could always be given back to the trader again if things didn't work out. Mr Ehrle bundled the twins up and tied them to a ring in the back of his truck, driving slowly back home watching out for the police who would sometimes wait outside the pedo exchange and confiscate the kids (usually for their own fucking) if they thought the buyer was incapable of looking after their purchases properly. The twins had already been partly trained so they knew what was expected of them and they had decided to be on their best behaviour with their new daddy so that they could have an easy time of it without too much work to do for their keep. They expected to be fucked and to give blowjobs when requested but anything else was too much bother and they didn't really like men very much. They had their eyes on being sold to a nice middle-aged woman who would bring them up with her little girls, whom they could screw a lot and get pregnant as soon as the girls reached puberty whilst the twins were fucking their mother too. But the trader did better business with pedo men than pedo women so that's how they ended up as they did for the time being. Mr Ehrle took the boys into the bedroom and attached them to the bedpost whilst he went off to have something to eat. He completely forgot about poor Alexander who was still out of doors, even though it was a hot summer night and he had a little bed out there to sleep on and plenty of food and water within reach. The twins were soon squabbling and when Mr Ehrle came to bed with the intention of fucking the hell out of the two of them, he hazily realised just how much he'd had to drink and abandoned the attempt. The kids snuggled up to him, but when they realised they weren't going to get any attention or food, they both pissed all over Mr Ehrle and into his open mouth as he snored away heavily. Mr Ehrle woke up and was very cross. He had a little sharp cane and beat the twins, but as he was drunk he didn't aim very well and there was no strength in his arm the boys just giggled and pissed on him again. In the morning Mr Ehrle very much regretted what he had done; he was very fond of little Sandy and loved playing with him happily every day, but the twins' money couldn't be repaid until 30 days were up so he realised he had to make the best of a bad job. Little Sandy was very sad when he realised he would have to share daddy with two bigger boys, and they were kept inside the house most of the time because their shouting and screaming disturbed the neighbourhood. Everyone knew Alexander in the street. They would pet him and stroke his smooth blond hair through the garden fence and bring him little fuckboi treats like tubes of flavoured lube, nip rings in different styles or new dildos or pretty panties (which Alexander refused to wear!). Now with Tim and Tom let loose from time to time in the garden, neighbours crossed the road to avoid Mr Ehrle's fence. The lesbians next door came round to complain about how their little girls were being assaulted through the chainlink fence as Tim and Tom tried to play with their little girl bits and poked their willies through fence in the hope of getting them sucked. Which didn't happen. Tim and Tom were nice to Alexander when daddy was at home, but they would pinch him and tug at his nip ring to make them bleed when daddy was at work. Sandy didn't dare tell daddy as he might have been bullied even worse. This went on for a whole week until Mr Ehrle got an email from the pedo bar and exchange to say that there was to be a boifestival to which all the pedo exchange boys would be invited. There was to be a big orgy at the end of the evening. Mr Ehrle thought this would be a good idea and might get Tom and Tim off his hands for an hour or two. He didn't think that he wanted to take Alexander along as the twins would only attack him when his back was turned. Sandy was very sad not to go to the fuckfest. He hadn't been used by his daddy for a week and at night in his little room he would cry himself to sleep longing to be in his daddy's arms. As the day approached, the twins demanded new fetish gear to show off with. Daddy was cajoled into buying them full leather straps with cockrings and shiny buckles. They also got full zip up body suits in latex which showed off their boipricks and nips. "Which shall we wear tonight?" asked Tom. " Do you think the shop owner would like to buy us from Mr Ehrle?" asked Tim. "you wear the latex and I'll wear the harness". "No, I want the harness, my willy's bigger than yours and it looks better with the cockring on" "It's exactly the same size and anyway rubber is too difficult to get on and off quickly when we meet the owner." The twins squabbled and made a lot of noise but eventually worked it out. Little Alexander was made to push and tug at Tim's rather fat tummy and squeeze him into the rubber suit and zip him up with a great deal of difficulty. He then had to force Tom's rather smelly dick into the cockring and wash his foreskin out, before tightening the harness (which he did rather too tight and made it a bit difficult for Tom to breathe properly, which earned him a nasty pinch and a kick). "Please let me go to the festival, daddy" sobbed cute little Alexander taking his daddy's hand and rubbing it against his smooth cheek. "I'll be good and I'll let anyone fuck me that you want, daddy. Please, please!" Mr Ehrle had got himself drunk again and so didn't hear Sandy over the shouts and shrieks of the twins. They had managed to get on daddy's computer and had sent a reply to the owner of the bar to say that Mr Ehrle and his two boys would be pleased to attend. As daddy left the house with them they locked up the front door and put the key high up and out of reach for Alexander. "We'll let you come to the festival if you can climb up and get the key, but you're so filthy that no one will want to touch you or even let you in" said Tim, which sadly was true as daddy had drowned his sorrow in booze and had neglected Sandy who was looking very dishevelled and unkempt. Mr Ehrle was pushed into the truck by the twins and, in spite of being only 12, Tim drove them all off to the bar and exchange. Sandy watched them go sadly and sat down to look at an old DVD that was far too young for him, and in a foreign language anyway. Through the neighbour's fence, Glinda one of the lesbian couple, could hear the little boy sobbing his heart out and called out to Alexander. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" she asked. Sandy poured out the tale in between his sobs and Glinda felt so sad for him as she knew from her little girls what a nice boy he was and how daddy really did love him very much. She got her partner, nicknamed Pumpkin, who was a very fat woman but kind hearted and with a great sense of humour, and the little girls to come out and they managed to unhook the key from its hiding place and let Alexander out. Luckily Sandy knew where the other keys for his chain and his chastity cage were kept and before you knew it, he had been washed and his hair conditioned. Glinda consulted with her partner. "OK Pumpkin, this is what we'll do" and the two women whispered and giggled together for a minute or two. Pumpkin drove off to the local sex supplies hire depot and she came back with the most stunning gold harness complete with diamond (well, rhinestone) nip stretcher bars and cockring and a little batman style mask also in gold. The girls all giggled as they used a very little make up here and there, gold glitter in his hair and amber body foundation powder to make Alexander into the most stunning little irresistible ten year old fuckboi ever seen. The harness separated his beautiful heart shaped ass without distorting it, and thrust his chest forward proudly showing off the diamond clips. His prick was freed from its cage and the catheter removed gently; the butt plug was eased from his ass. He was simply perfect. "I got a deal on the gold harness, but it's got to be back in the shop in 5 hours time, so make sure you're out of the party by then". The girls drove Alexander down to the shop and exchange and bluffed an entry ticket for Sandy. "We'll be back for you in 4 hours which will give us enough time to get everything back where it needs to be" said Glinda. A bit hesitantly, Sandy made his way to the main shop floor and stage area. As he went by, heads turned and hands tried to molest this stunning little gold-masked boy. Alexander brushed them off and stood to one side where he could see daddy and the twins. Daddy was passed out in a chair in a corner and the twins were pursuing the owner, a man of about 35, dressed in a stunning black suit with gold jewellery and a glistening white shirt open at the neck. As far as Alexander could see, the twins were not having a lot of success and the owner, Mr Prinz, was looking for a way to escape the tiresome little gold diggers. As he looked across the room, he suddenly started in astonishment. There was the most beautiful young boi he had ever seen, standing at the edge of a pool of light, masked but shining and sparkling in gold and diamonds. He got an instant hard on, a fact not lost on the twins who tried to make a grab for the enormous bulge in Mr Prinz's pants. He quickly pushed them away and in three long strides had gathered Sandy in his arms and was kissing and running his large strong hands over the boys smooth golden body. Alexander was completely thrilled by the big man's attentions and melted into his arms, running his little hands over the owner's body as he felt his little prick coming to full erection unrestricted for the first time in months and months. Mr Prinz found the little boi's fuckhole which the girls had carefully prepared with a lightly scented lube. He eased two fingers into the boi who pushed back and wriggled sexily. The fingers explored and thrust in and out. With his other hand Mr Prinz started to massage the boy's nips, gently pulling at the diamond bars that had been pushed through the pierced flesh. Alexander groaned with lust. His tiny hands reached for the hard man prick that was pressing against his chest and he eased down the zip. With a little difficulty he released the enormous 12 incher and ran his fingers of both hands sexily up and down the thick shaft. Mr Prinz was oozing precum. Sandy bent his head and took the tip between his lips. The soft foreskin rolled easily back releasing a plum-dark head longing for a little boy's touch and manipulation. The tiny nine year old sucked the manprick deep into his throat as daddy had taught him over the preceding months. Mr Prinz had rarely had the full length of his dick swallowed quite so expertly. The little boi had forced it down into his gut with hardly a pause and his throat was grasping and gagging at the invading mass of manflesh with both expertise and pleasure. Alexander looked up into Mr Prinz's eyes and realised that he had fallen helplessly, totally and completely in lust with Mr Prinz. All thoughts of daddy and the life he had led to that moment disappeared to be replaced by the need to make Mr Prinz happy for the rest of his life. Even though this was in public and this was his shop and club, the wealthy Mr Prinz was unable to hold back. He just had to fuck and possess this magical and golden boi. He lifted Alexander up onto the platform as the room fell silent and the lights focused onto the two bodies. The sober black suit and white shirt of the owner and the golden glitter of the fuck boi. Alexander was essentially naked, and the big man's hands lifted him up and pulled his tiny boicunt to Mr Prinz's lips. He kissed and probed and marvelled as the tight rosebud opened willingly and welcomed the man's tongue as it slid warm and wet into the waiting boi. The audience was dumb with astonishment at the stunning sight in front of them. The viewing room walls were lined with huge screens and everyone could see in minute detail how the little boi was being prepared for the fucking of a lifetime. Mr Prinz took the boy's prick and balls into his mouth and raised Sandy up above him so that the boy was suspended, legs outstretched, joined to his man just mouth to prick. Mr Prinz quickly stripped off his suit, shirt and underwear, still balancing the boy above him. His enormous uncut manprick stood out horizontally, pulled down by the sheer weight of its blood swollen, veined muscles. He was shaved neatly so that it made his prick look even more huge. Slowly, slowly he lifted Alexander down and the boy slid sensuously against the older man's muscled body pausing only to kiss his master gently, their tongues entwining. As Sandy fixed his mouth around Mr Prinz's hard, jutting nips, Mr Prinz with no pause or resistance at all slipped his daddy prick straight into the boi who raised his little cunt to meet his invader with willing lust, feeling at last in his young life that this was where he belonged and wanted to be for ever. Man and boi were motionless, now joined in the most intimate way humanly possible. They were feeling just how perfectly they fit together and how right it felt; complete, comforting, fulfilled. The man was inside his boi to the furthest limit. The boi's legs were twined around his man's body and he was held safe by his man's loving arms. The whole room could see just how perfectly these two fitted together and many daddies there gently pulled their bois towards them, sliding their daddy pricks into the willing, happy kids who wished that they too could be so much loved by their daddies. This perfect moment was rudely interrupted by the barman ringing a bell and announcing that last orders needed to be placed as the licensing laws meant a strict closing time. Alexander came to his senses and realised that the girls would be waiting outside for him and that he had to dash to make it in time before the hire shop closed and the daddies and boys made their way home. Mr Prinz's dick fell out of the boicunt with an audible sound like a bottle being uncorked and the almost naked 10 year old ran out of the shop and viewing room doors and straight into the waiting car. "OK, you just made that in time Sandy" shouted Glinda, holding the door open for him "quick Pumpkin, get down to that hire shop before they close." Her big girlfriend shot off at speed leaving a stark naked Mr Prinz (well apart from his shoes and socks) on the doorstep of his club and exchange, frantically shouting after the retreating car. A glitter caught in the headlights and Mr Prinz stooped to discover a little diamante nip stretcher at his feet. He brought the jewellled bar to his lips and musingly walked back into his bar thinking about the events of the evening. "Oh Mr Prinz, do you want a couple of hot bois to fuck you tonight?" he heard at his elbow and small hands pulled and jerked at his deflated prick. A mouth sucked wetly at it but Mr Prinz was almost unaware of the two twin bois who were molesting him whilst also managing to support Mr Ehrle on their way back to the truck. Mr Prinz brushed them off and went back to the bar to ask his staff if they knew the mystery fuckboi who had so totally taken him by storm just a few moments ago. No one knew him at all and everyone was similarly questioning how they could find the gorgeous boi again to use and abuse for themselves. Mr Prinz didn't sleep all njght and tossed and turned thinking of the boi who had fled into the night. Meanwhile Glinda and Pumpkin managed to get the harness and the other gear back to the hire company, but they were charged extra for losing the little diamante bar. Never mind, it wasn't expensive and the girls got Sandy back home, locked him in, returned the key to its shelf and the boy was pretending to be asleep on his little cot when the twins and daddy got back, very much the worse for wear. The twins couldn't stop talking about the nasty little skinny scrubber who had set up Mr Prinz and had stolen him from under their noses at the bar, just when they had almost hooked him. Sandy did not sleep well, playing the events of the evening over and over in his brain and remembering just how handsome Mr Prinz was and how huge his prick had felt inside his boicunt and how exactly right it had all been. How he wished he could have stayed and been fucked long and lovingly by Mr Prinz in front of the big crowd, showing off his slim body being caressed and impaled, being an exhibitionist for his master to show off as he twisted and turned on Mr Prinz's prick and using his sensuous ass, mouth and lips to make love to the big man. Spreading his legs to the camera so the spectators could see his cunt lips being slowly stretched and invaded as the huge prick slipped right to the very depths of the boy's 10 year old ass, and as Mr Prinz pulled his ass cheeks apart to show just how beautiful this fuck coupling was. He could have spent the whole night and the next day making love to him, sliding that perfect foot long dick back again and again far into his little boi ass as he cried for happiness and submitted to every little whim his master could express. By 10 o'clock the following morning Mr Prinz had devised a plan. He got a list of all those daddies who had RSVP-ed to the invitations and had marked off the town in a grid visiting each daddy's house with the diamante bar. In time he got to Mr Ehrle's house and remembered vaguely the two nasty kids who had been pestering him. "That looks like the nip stretcher I lost last night" said Tim. "Right then! Let's try it for size" said he barman who was accompanying Mr Prinz, thinking that this boy looked nothing like the golden boi of the previous evening, but maybe dazzled by the lights... "Well, I don't actually have a pierced nipple" said Tim, but I must have had it with me and dropped it. "You weren't wearing anything you fucking liar!" shouted his brother who came back into the room clutching his chest. "It was my clip not yours" and he reached for the bar and tried to fit it through the hole in his nipple he had just made in the kitchen with a meat skewer. Unfortunately the clip wouldn't go through the ripped flesh and it came out covered in blood. "Yeugh" said the barman, washing the clip off under a tap and slipping it back into the bottle of disinfectant he was carrying it in. "Stop wasting my time, it's nothing to do with you". Mr Prinz left the house disconsolately. It was nearly dinnertime and he'd been searching for the perfect boy all day. As he turned into the street, a little girl's voice at his waist said "Pssst! Are you looking for boy in gold and diamonds mister?" Another little girl pulled at his trouser leg. "Come and see our mistresses mister!" Intrigued, Mr Prinz went up the garden path and knocked on the door which was opened by Glinda and Pumpkin. The little girls explained to their mistresses what this was all about (as they had been listening and watching all during Mr Prinz's visit next door). "Oh yes of course" said Glinda "that would be little Alexander". "Sorry, it was our fault but we had to get the stuff back to the hire shop by midnight and Sandy dropped that diamante bar in his rush to get into the car." "But why didn't he show up on the list of invitees?" asked Mr Prinz excitedly twisting and turning the bar between his fingers. "Oh dear, our fault again" moaned Pumpkin. "we blagged Alexander's way into the festival and got him past the doorman". "Where is he now then?" "I'll bet those horrid twins have got him locked away somewhere so you can't see him again" Mr Prinz rushed back next door and beat on the door. Mr Ehrle stumbled over the doormat as he pulled the door open. "Wotchuwan?" "Where is Alexander?" snapped Mr Prinz pushing Mr Ehrle aside as he slid to the floor in the hallway. Never had a name sounded so perfect to Mr Prinz. "Tell me who you are" he called kindly as a little downcast face he didn't recognise (without a gold mask) appeared timidly beyond the reeded glass in the back door to the house at the other end of the corridor. "Alexander ... Sandy ... Sandy Ehrle... replied". "Have you ever seen this before?" asked Mr Prinz, holding up the diamante bar. "Oh dear, please can you give it back to Glinda next door? She had to pay for me losing it". "Come here please, I need to see if it fits you" As Mr Prinz gently pulled the boy into the room Alexander finally looked up into the face of man speaking to him an gasped in excited surprise. Mr Prinz saw that his nips were pierced but with a dull metal chain attached and leading out to a post in the garden; it was pulling the boy's perfect nipples taut. Mr Prinz released Alexander from the chain and hugging the boy's back to his chest he easily slid the diamante bar into the piercing. Alexander opened his hand and there was the matching bar which Mr Prinz took from him and slid into place. Alexander held out his arms. Mr Prinz gathered the boy to him without a word, walked through the front door and out to the waiting car. Sandy Ehrle had found his Prinz.