Date: Sun, 22 Jan 2023 23:51:06 +0000 From: Urbuddynick Subject: Beating Off Chapter Two BEATING OFF By Nick Waters I can be reached at Urbuddynick@protonmail.com If you like the story or would like to see something in the story, please feel free to drop me a line. I love feedback and love to chat. Before some of you clutch your pearls and think this is a true story, know that it is not. It is entirely a work of erotic fiction. Fantasy is different from reality. Check it out. Also, please consider donating to Nifty. It costs money to run this site, and your donation really helps them out. My other Nifty stories are: Living the Life and Entrepreneur BEATING OFF CHAPTER TWO I awoke the next morning with a dull headache. I was at first disoriented because I was lying alone in a strange bed, something which hadn't happened in a long time. And I was hard as fuck. The turn my life took the night before was unlike anything I had ever experienced. One day I was a single, heterosexual dad of a sweet nine-year-old, the next day I was a gay father of a sexually experienced fourth grader. And a pedophile. Really? I thought back to Kurt's "test" the night before when I shot a huge load after a series of revelations that he had been fucking and using my little son as a sex toy. What the hell? Yet there was no denying I was turned on by him fucking me. Surely that is what made me shoot, I thought. Later in the evening, he took me outside by the pool and put me between his legs. My dick was painfully hard again as I licked the sweat from his big, shaved nuts before lapping at the hard pole which had fucked me royally thirty minutes before. "Like that, Billy?" Kurt drawled while he lit a cigar. "You like the taste of your asshole on my pedo dick?" I didn't answer but just moaned and let that fuck tool slide into my mouth. "Yeah, dick pig. You don't want to take my sweet meat out of your gullet to answer. I understand. You need this penis badly." He puffed away for away and then pushed me off. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled my head back so fiercely my eyes watered. Then he spit a great gob on my face. I should have punched him in the face, but instead my penis quivered and began dripping out a long line of precum. "Fuck, faggot! Watch your fucking teeth! Your son sucks better than you do. Careful now and take it into your throat. It's cool to gag. In fact, I like it. Yeah, get used to it. Like the taste of my leaking dick? Look at me and nod or shake your head." I looked him straight in the eyes and overwhelmed by how handsome he was. Fuck, I didn't want to be anywhere else than where I was. I nodded my head as my tongue caressed his member and his spit slid down my cheeks. Kurt broke out into that perfect white toothed smile. "Fuck yeah, boy. With a little training, you are going to be an excellent pig for me. It's about time you gave yourself to me. I `ve wanted you for years, but you were so fucking uptight. Take a deep breath before you try it down your throat again." I could feel his cock leaking all over my tongue, and it tasted delicious. Kurt was enjoying his cigar, but his shallow breathing told me he was close. Before he came, though, he pulled me off his cock by my hair. "Let's go swimming," Kurt said standing up with his massive erection curving upwards. We swam and kissed and made out like lovers. I felt like a stupid school girl, but I was intensely happy. Afterwards we smoked some more pot and got gloriously baked. Kurt gave me a pill. "It's a sleeping pill. That's all," he reassured me. In his bedroom he put me on the edge of the bed on my back with my ass exposed and my feet planted on the bedspread. He sank to his knees and then I felt something I had never felt before --- a tongue going up and down my crack. Now I am sure you, my perverted readers, have experienced this sex act before, but it was new to me. My wife certainly never did anything like that. I moaned loudly. "Fuck, Billy. Your ass tastes as good as it looks. Your ass is made for eating and fucking," he said before again putting his scratchy bearded mug into my moist cleft. "That feels amazing," I croaked. "I've never had that done before." Billy tongue fucked me for a long while before pulling his face away. "You haven't lived yet, Billy boy. But that will change," he said as he lubed his cock. This fuck was more painful, but his fuckhead rubbing against my boy button felt amazing. See how that happened? One fuck and I am already thinking of my prostate as my boy button. But the sweet, lustful jolts of pleasure made me moan. This time we fucked face to face, and Kurt spent a lot of time with his tongue in my mouth. He moved to my ear and licked it before whispering in it. "You're being fucked by a pedophile, Billy boy. This dick has been inside little girls' bald twats and little boys' asses, not to mention their tiny mouths. When I told you I started masturbating Trevor at five, that's not the only thing I did to my son. Feel that? Feel that hard sex meat in you. My boy felt that in kindergarten, and your boy has felt it too," he drawled sexily. I should have been outraged, and mentally a part of me was. But my whole body was alive with a sexual intensity never felt before. I just didn't want it to end. "Bet you never suspected your neighbor was a pedo, a boylover. The first year I knew you, I gave your son a bath and spent extra time soaping up his first grader dicklet. Mmm. And like every guy of every age, he fucking loved it. But this year I've discovered your boy has a talent that is truly exceptional. He is a total fuck pig. He loves nothing better than to have an adult cock buried deep inside him. I am beginning to think it's a family trait. You look like a true bottom pig yourself. Yeah, I am going to make you a fucking cum dump...." "With that I came," and Kurt leered at me knowingly. The sweat dripped from his face as he continued to fuck me hard and deep. No words were spoken, but a bond formed tacitly between us. His dick banging my boy button after cumming sent different sensations into me. Ones I craved and hated and loved all at once. Then once more Kurt came deep inside me. We kissed for a few minutes, and after cleaning his rod with my mouth, we went to sleep. The next morning, alone in Kurt's bed with a headache, the doubts began to flood over me. My sex with Kurt was hot, but I couldn't wrap my head around him having sex with my nine-year-old son Alex. Nor with his own son Trevor who I cared for almost as much as my boy. This was too much. Within a few minutes, I had worked myself into a panic. "Morning, babe" Kurt announced carrying a tray with a smoothie, a glass of water, and a bong. He was naked, and his big dick swinged back and forth, soft and beautiful. His smile was friendly and warm. "Hey," I said. "Kurt, we need to talk," I said firmly. "Take these first," he said. "Don't worry it's just Tylenol. And I have a smoothie with some natural supplements perfect for this type of hangover." I protested, the anxiety all over my face. "Shhh, drink up, and I promise we will talk. This is a lousy time, though, the morning after epic sex and some booze and drugs. You're at your nadir now, and it is no time to accurately reflect on things." I took the caplets, drank some water, and then started sucking down a rather delicious smoothie. Kurt was so attentive and caring, but my mind kept going back to his slapping my face and pulling my hair. I remember he said from then on, I was going to service his every sexual need. That was ridiculous. I must end this now, I decided. Then I realized my thinking about the rough treatment had made hard again. I saw Kurt looking at my hardon and back to me. Was he smirking? He was about to say something when the door to the bedroom flew open and Trevor and Alex came running in. "Daddddy! Uncle Billy!" our two prepubescent boys yelled out in their high-pitched voices. I was astonished to find the two of them naked as well. Their little dickies were hard as nails curving upward in boyish lust. They were so small! The tykes jumped on the bed, and Alex crawled over to me. "Daddy," he said throwing his arms around my neck. "I am so happy you are going to start playing with us. You're going to like it." Confused I stammered, "What?" Alex leaned in and stuck his tongue into my open mouth. To say I was shocked is to put it mildly. His tongue, his god damn tiny fucking tongue, was moving around in my mouth. I don't know what instinct kicked in, but suddenly I was kissing him back furiously. I felt a tapping on my cheek and noticed little Trevor's head next to mine. I stopped kissing my son, and Trev moved in. Impossibly, I was now kissing my second fourth grader in less than a minute. What the fuck? Alex tapped my cheek, and I went back to kissing him. How do I describe it? It was unreal. The mouths and tongues and faces were so small. It was nasty, but the obscenity of it went straight to my dick which leaked and drooled. Then suddenly I felt a small mouth cover my wet cockhead. I pulled off my boy's lips and looked at my groin. Sure enough, Trevor was looking right at me and sucking on just the head of my dick. "Boys. Why don't you go swimming now. Us daddies need to talk, OK?" Kurt said. "You told them?" I asked as I watched their cute white bottoms run out the door. "Obviously. I asked Sandy to drop them off early because I wanted you to see them as the sexual beings they are. They are happy and enjoy sex. That's beautiful. We are males, and males of all ages love pleasuring their peepees," Kurt said sitting down. I was distracted by his meaty softy cock lying like a thick snake on his thigh. Kurt must have noticed, "See? The way you are fucking perving on my dick shows me how much you want me. Dude, I have been trying to get you in the sack for three years now. You are buried under so much societal and psychological bullshit, you have no idea what your sexuality is. I understand this is hard. You are just discovering you like men sexually, but you are also discovering a sexual attraction to children," he said moving in closer. "Pedo-philia, erotic child love." "I am not a pedo," I protested. "We'll see about that, Kurt said lying naked next to me with a jar of Albolene. He flicked on the big screen on the wall, and video started showing Trevor and Alex running into the room. He froze the frame before taking a hit off of the bong and handing it to me. At first I declined, but he assured me it would help with the hangover. We took a few hits and soon were feeling great. I was fascinated at the frozen images of Alex and Trevor, all smiles and shamelessly hard. Trevor with his jet-black hair and sparking green eyes and my boy Alex with his brown hair and eyes. Then I felt Kurt's lube slicked hand grasp my cock. It felt so good. "Hands behind your neck," Kurt ordered. I obeyed. Why did I obey? "Look how happy our boys are," Kurt noted as he slowly masturbated my achingly hard dick. He started the video again, and I watched as my son jumped on the bed and went straight in for a kiss. Not your usual good night daddy kiss, but a full-on tongue in my mouth kiss. The kiss of a lover. Watching it fascinated, repelled, and frankly excited me. So, this is kiddie porn. There was no mistaking it was an adult and a little boy. What dismayed me was how hungry I was. No one watching could miss my passion. Then Trevor moved in for his kiss. Damn, maybe I was a pedo. Kissing those boys was out of this world exciting. When Alex took over kissing me again is when Trev crouched down over my (what other word than raging?) erection. He looked over to the camera and smiled lasciviously. A fourth grader smiling lasciviously is at first odd but then insanely sexy. His tiny hand grasped my shaft, and my angry red dickhead glistened with precum. Holding that nasty smile once more Trevor kept eye contact with the camera and cleaned my wet cock tip with his tongue. Between seeing that and Kurt's hand, I almost shot. "Fucking hot, huh?" Kurt asked looking at me with a smile. "Trev is a great cocksucker, but the little fucker loves to play too much for the camera. I like it better when they are natural and forget it is there. Makes for better porn too." Too quickly the little kiddie porn clip ended. Suddenly, a panic overcame me. "You have to erase that," I said. "That's evidence." "Relax. I have been doing this a long time and know how to securely store this," Kurt said taking his hand away. "How can I relax with all of this? The illegal sex, illegal vids, illegal drugs. I pleaded. Kurt listened patiently before leaning in and slapping me across the face. Hard. Then he slapped me again. "You fucking cunt," he spat out. In the three years I have known him, I have never seen him this mad. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me off the bed onto the floor. Before I could react, he planted his bare foot on my throat. I was scared shitless, but, fuck, noticing his half-hard dick above me swinging around aroused me. As you can imagine, I was a mess. "You fucking, whiney, little bitch," he said evenly but with fury before mocking me with a girlish voice. "But the CP is illegal, and the drugs are against the law, and I am not gay," Suddenly nearly screamed,"What about me? What about my fucking needs? That time we set up the gym in your basement, we came so close to getting it on. We were sweating in our jocks, and the sexual connection was hot and real. But then you pussied out and scrammed, leaving me hard and frustrated. Fuck that!" I was shocked. Kurt continued furiously," You haven't had sex for five years since your wife died. Pathetic! Last night you had the best sex of your life, and you still are complaining and afraid. Our sexy sons made out with you, hungry for sex, but you're afraid. Fuck you!' `We're both in our mid- thirties, and I have been having sex for thirty years. It's my favorite thing in the world, and I know a LOT about it. I understand people's sexuality and what itches they need scratched. Sure, I use drugs, but have you ever seen me not function? Ever see me neglect my fatherly duties? Of course not. And I have been fucking little boys for twenty years, and I have never had a moment of trouble," he said pressing his foot down on my throat. `"And you! You're a muscled stud and sexy as hell but you make sure no one notices under all your dumb undershirts and baggy suits. You are so desperate for sex, but you hold back. What you need is a man like me to take control of you. Don't think I haven't noticed how excited you are when I abuse you. You are a submissive faggot and probably a masochist as well. But lucky for you, I am a dominant stud who is a bit of a bully. We make a great match." He let out a deep breath and took his foot off my throat before sitting in an armchair. I was breathing hard, a jumble of emotions and sensations. "Look," he said resuming his normal voice. "I have a proposal. Your boss has been after you to take vacation time, right?" Still on the floor, I nodded. The city manager threatened to impose a thirty-day mandatory leave on me. She thinks I am a workaholic. "I have ten weeks accrued," I replied meekly. "Good. This is my proposal. Go into work tomorrow and get the rest of the summer off. That's two months. As you know, I always take August off. Give me those two months to be in control. Let me show you how talented I am sexually and let me show you what really turns you on. Then, on Labor Day, you can decide if you want to continue. You know I care deeply for you and the boys. I would never put any of you at risk. Just trust me for two months to be in charge and check it out for yourself. Then, if you don't care for it, I will go back to being your good buddy and single dad neighbor." "You want me to be your slave?" I asked dumbfounded. "I want you to be my boy. My good, obedient boy who does everything I say in and out of bed. If the idea of being a sex slave turns you on, then sure, I'll put a collar on you. But I just want you to submit to me for two months. You will still be Billy and Alex's dad and Trev's uncle like before, and we'll all have a blast. Do some traveling overseas, fuck around with other men and boys, and enjoy ourselves." "I dunno," I said putting my arm over my forehead. "Look at your dick, Billy. You are hard as a rock. Your dick knows what it wants even if you are confused. Come on, Billy. Give yourself permission to turn yourself completely over to sex and a man. Say yes!" From the floor I looked up at the handsome bearded man peering down at me. Damn, he turned me on. He was right. My penis was as rigid as if I had swallowed a whole bottle of Viagra. "Say yes," he repeated while looking me in the eye. For the first time in my sheltered life, I threw caution to the wind. "Aww, fuck. Yes! Yes!!" I moaned. Kurt smiled and stood up looking down at me. "I will always protect you, boy. Just know, though, I am going to play with those deep dark emotions in you --- your shame, guilt, self-loathing. I am going to burn up those feelings with humiliation, abuse, and pain. But I promise you it'll be most satisfying sex of your life." "Yes, Kurt. I agree." "Good boy," he said pulling me to my feet. He pressed me to his hairy chest and kissed me deeply. I fucking swooned! I always thought swooning was hyperbolic, but it's real. "You won't regret this, Billy boy." I was thrilled that this sexy, muscular man was now hard again, his member pressing against my abs. I wanted to serve him and that fat dick more than anything. "Now, boy, I want you to follow me on your hands and knees. Crawl behind me," Kurt said matter of factly. Really? Part of me resisted, but my body tingled and my dick dripped. So, in abject submission I crawled after my man, my gaze fixed on his muscular naked ass. I felt some shame but also something surprising --- freedom. Maybe he is right, I thought. Anyway, I told myself, I only had to try it for two months. He opened the French doors to the back yard which was landscaped to be completely private. I heard the boys splashing and whooping in the pool. I glanced over and saw them holding a ball under water and then letting it shoot out. Oh god. This was going to be tough. Kurt led me to on outdoor wicker couch where he sat down. He took his smartphone and positioned it in a potted plant with the camera eye facing us. I stayed on my hands and knees looking up at him. He lit a cigar and began to smoke casually. He looked me over before extending a bare foot. "Kiss and lick my feet, boy. Show me how grateful you are," he said while drawing on hid fragrant cigar. I had never kissed or licked a foot before. It looked clean enough and well-trimmed. The more I looked at it, the more I realized it was an attractive foot. I took a deep breath and dived in, and before I knew it, I was lapping his sole and sucking on his big toe like a little cock. This gave me a direct view of his huge, smooth balls and very hairy taint and asscrack. I could see his asshole peeking out amidst the jungle of black hairs. Kurt noticed what I was looking at and scooted forward until his butt was on the edge. "Lick my asshole, Billy," he said in a normal tone. "Lick my crack and balls and suck my asshole. Get your fucking face in there and show me how you worship your man." I had never licked an ass in my life, but suddenly the nastiness of it all seemed thrilling. I glanced over at the pool where the boys continued to play unaware. Then I pushed my face into his sweaty cleft and inhaled. Damn, he smelled so good. Then I began to lick. As I was sticking my tongue deep into his hole, I realized it was silent. Without stopping I glanced over and saw Trevor and Alex at the edge of the pool staring intently at us. I felt myself blush but kept at it. "Now suck my cock, Billy," Kurt said. "Hey boys, why don't you dry off and come over here. We can play a little." Without looking around, I moved up and swallowed his big hardon. It tasted delicious, and hungrily I moved up and down half of it. The boys toweled off and jumped onto the couch on either side of Kurt. "Now boys, your daddy and your Uncle Kurt is new to this. He just started playing our special games yesterday. Alex, why don't you put this pillow under your daddy's knees? We want him comfortable while we play. My boy came around with a large, flat pillow, and smiled at me a little shyly. "Here daddy," he said. I pulled off Kurt's knob and said, "Thank you, Alex." "Go ahead and give your boy a kiss," Kurt encouraged as he pulled his son Trevor over to him and stuck his tongue in the boy's small mouth. Alex and I kissed passionately. Seeing the joy in my boy's eyes elated me. Maybe this crazy sex situation was going to work out. "OK, Alex," come back over here," Kurt instructed. Alex jumped on the couch. Kurt leaned over and kissed my son with intensity. "Fuck yeah, look at this. Finally! All of my boys together at last. No more sneaking around. We're going to have so much fun. But right now, Daddy has to fuck some little boy ass. The only question is which one?" Kurt asked looking back and forth between the boys. Both boys squealed, "Me! Me!" over and over. Kurt leaned back and smiled, drawing on his cigar. "Pits and tits, boys. Let's see who does a better job," he said leaning back and threading his hands behind his neck. His moist pits were clearly on display. It must have been a game they had played before, because the boys lapped a pit and then moved to sucking on the pap resting on his well-defined bicep. Back and forth the little boys licked and sucked. Kurt puffed away and looked at his dick and then to me and nodded. I went back to work sucking his fat member, and now indeed all of his boys were now servicing him. Kurt pulled Trevor to him and kissed him deeply. "Should I fuck you, Trevor?" he drawled. Trevor nodded enthusiastically. "Maybe," Kurt teased, "Let's see." He grabbed his naked son by the waist and pulled him onto his lap. Then he grabbed the lad by the ankles and exposed his totally smooth, white and pink ass cleft. "Hey Billy, why don't you come and lick Trev's ass. Get it nice and wet. Alex, come here," he said whispering in his ear. The naked boy scampered off into the house and came back with the bong and a jar with a red dotted painted on it. "This is the special lube, for super hard fuckings. But first, let's all have a hit," he said. I was shocked that he would offer marijuana to the kids, and I could tell Kurt saw my reaction. He raised his eyebrow at me and tilted his head as to say, "Stay quiet, boy." The elementary school boys hit the bong like pros which was disconcerting to say the least. But I stayed silent. I hit the bong with several hits which made Kurt smile knowingly. He allowed the little ones only two hits before pulling Trev back onto his lap and spreading his small hairless cheeks. "Come on, Billy. Lick my boy's butt," Kurt encouraged. Stoned and still incredibly hard, I leaned in and slobbered all over the smooth cleft. It tasted clean --- like chlorine, and soon I was tonguing him. For a boy being routinely buttfucked for four years, he was still remarkably tight. Kurt dipped into the jar and then had me move aside as he slipped a finger into the boy. He worked a nice amount up there adding a second finger. Then he pulled his son onto his steel hard cock. With a shocking and exciting experience, Trev slid down Kurt's eight inches. Kurt moaned and Trevor put his feet on the couch and began to fuck himself on his dad's dick. Soon the horny tyke was slamming his little ass against Kurt's pubes with his own hairless dicklet slapping up and down. Seeing a boy being fucked by a big adult cock was the most exciting thing I had ever seen. Trevor was beginning to sweat, his tight muscular body writhing on his dad's fuck piece. Kurt reached down and began to absolutely maul his boy tits. His son moaned loudly pulling himself up almost off the cock before freefalling back into his dad's hairy groin. I looked over to Alex sitting on the couch. He was watching me, and when he caught my eye, he smiled sweetly. I reached and grabbed a bare foot making him giggle. Although both boys were fit, Alex still retained that layer of baby fat which covers most boys until puberty. Whereas Trevor had incipient abs, Alex was still soft like a pillow top mattress. With sudden clarity, I realized my boy was the handsomest --- no sexiest--- boy I had ever seen. "Hey, Billy. Want your boy to get your dick off with his ass? You just lean back and let your son do all the work. I have to tell you there is nothing like the feel of little boys' ass on your dick." He motioned for Trev to stop bucking, and the little kid bottomed out panting with his little tongue out. "I do, Kurt. More than anything," I said looking at my son. "Do you want daddy inside of you, Alex?" My son smiled warmly and replied, "Yeah, more than anything." I sat next to Kurt on the couch and picked up Alex. My son had his arms around my neck looking directly at me. Kurt dipped into the special lube and started prepping his ass as we kissed. I was so excited that I was trembling. Then with the experience of sex club fuck pig, my sweet little boy lined my drooling dickhead up with his smooth hole and sat down on it. Gods! I have never been inside anything so warm and tight and pleasurable as my son's ass. Alex began to fuck himself on my cock slowly while we kissed intensely. So this is pedosex, I thought randomly, as he fucked himself on me. I wanted to take over and thrust, but Kurt noticed and spoke up. "Just let your boy do the fucking this time. Though it looks like you are a natural boy fucker. I saw how you wanted to thrust deeply into your son. That's great. How does it feel?" "There are no words..."I mumbled as Alex continued to move his haunches up and down, stroking my perverted penis. "Fuck yeah," Kurt growled before pulling his son's head back by the hair. "Put some backbone into boy! Get your daddy off!" Then looking over to me, he said casually, "This is the start of your pedo sex life, buddy. You are going to want to fuck as many little boys as you can. It's great that you started with your son." It was fantastic. We stared into each others' eyes as my son, my fuck boy, pleasured me. Whatever reservations I had, I knew that this was nothing short of exquisite. Alex found his boy button and used my fuck pole to rub it greedily. Suddenly he yelled and broke out in an all body sweat. "Daddy! I love your cock, daddy!" my boy nearly screamed. What an utterly obscene thing to yell, but it filled me with love and pride. "I love you, Alex. I love you so much," I replied. Next to us, little Trevor started moaning, and I watched with fascination as his dicklet twitched even as he too became covered in a sheen of boy sweat. "Feel how awesome it feels to have these little fuckers dry cum while being fucked. It's like a velvet vice trying to squeeze our cum out," Kurt panted. "I know. I am so close, I am going to squirt any second," I replied. Little Alex froze. "Wait, daddy. Let's cum together," my experienced slut of a boy cried out. I kissed his nose and nodded. Making love often brought me closer to my wife, and now I was realizing how much closer it could bring me to my son. Pedosex was beautiful, I thought. Panting a little, Alex began moving again. He paused to internally rub his boy button with the flared ridge of my mushroom head, before giving me long but rapid fuck strokes. Damn, this was awesome. Kurt laughed. "Alex loves to cum along with the man fucking him. Trevor here just cares about his own cums." "Hey," Trevor said indignantly. We all laughed, but within a minute both Alex and I were moaning like a haunted house. "Oooh, oooh, oh," I cried, and then I felt my hot semen shoot from my cock deep inside my son's bowels. As if choreographed, Alex had another dry cum which caused him to clamp on my ejaculating rod. Our tongues dueled and drooled as we orgasmed together. Little Trev came again which set Kurt off. "Oh, fuck yeah. Here it cums, you little whore. Fuck yeah!" Kurt cried throwing his hands over his head like he was riding a rollercoaster. His wet pits glistened and smelled strong and manly. My boy, on the other hand, smelled that wonderful way boys do. A light scent capped with the delicious hint of boy sweat. Altogether different than a man, but no less arousing. Eventually the boys dismounted, and Trev grabbed a towel. "Normally the boys would lick our cocks clean, but I used the special lube. It will make their tongues and mouth go numb. And we have hamburgers to barbecue," Kurt said casually. "Yay," boys yelled. "Hamburgers!' Then ran to the pool and jumped in, cooling their sweated naked flesh. "Just what is in that special lube?" I asked. "Cocaine," he replied casually. "It helps a boy take a big adult dick. Of course these boys are experienced enough to take it without it, but I wanted your first boy fuck to be a vigorous one." "Cocaine?" I asked trying to keep the censure out of my tone. "Yeah. They'll get high from it too for a few hours. Then they will crash hard tonight. My pedo buddy Chuck Pounder taught me that trick years ago. It's genius." I felt so good that I just let the subject drop. All of my outrage over Men and boys having sex evaporated the moment my dick penetrated a boy. So maybe my feelings about drugs would change as well. We all cooled off in the pool, and later fired up the grill for some cheeseburgers. I still felt weird staying naked, but none of the others even seemed to notice. After dinner Kurt taught me to smoke a cigar, which I learned with a lot of coughing. The boys came to us and asked for a sip which turned out to be them sucking in a tiny bit of smoke in their mouths and then letting it out. Sharing our cigars made them feel like big boys and also made them hard. Fuck. Masturbation, sodomy, sex with adults, drugs, and cigars. What could be next? I just threw out the rule book and went with the flow. Just for two months, I told myself. After my special sexual bonding with Alex, I wanted to spend the night with him. Kurt sensed this. "Next weekend I am taking Trev to visit his grandparents. You should make it a special weekend with Alex. I know you want to be alone with him. Hell, you two will be honeymooners. I can tell he really wants you. But before that, I want to use this upcoming week to continue your sexual education. Just trust me." That night the boys slept together, and I slept with Kurt again. He choked me for an hour on his big dick, slapping and spitting on my face often. Then the stud fucked a load into my ass followed with an unexpected treat. Kurt and sucked me off nice and slow, and then kissed me with my own load. It was the best oral sex of my life. The next day I went into work, and Samantha the City Manager, practically shoved me out of the door after a few hours. "My goodness, William. You are a workaholic, and I have been after you to take time off for years. Travelling overseas with your son sounds perfect. We will be fine, and we look forward to seeing you AFTER Labor Day, tanned and rested." When I got back to my house, there were two big trucks in the front. The gate to the backyard was open, and two men were filling in a hole surrounding a mature laurel bush topping out at twelve feet. What the fuck? I recognized one of the men as Chip, the cigar smoking man who started Kurt sexually in kindergarten. With him was another burly man, also bearded. Chip saw me and nodded. "Kurt ordered this for you. Works beautifully, doesn't it? Now your back yard is as private as his." I had to admit it was the perfect choice to give me privacy, but it irritated me. I agreed to serve Kurt sexually, but.... wait a minute, I thought. I guess I did agree to let him call all the shots for two months. "Uh, great. Thanks, guys," I said. "Now you owe us," Chip said with a leer. "I'll get my checkbook," I said turning to the house. Chip grabbed be by the collar of my polo shirt. "It's a different kind of payment, faggot. Strip naked." I hesitated, and the muscled bully slapped me hard across the face. The odd thing is that I was getting used to being slapped across the face. Was I dreaming? "Strip NOW, you stupid faggot!" he bellowed. I had no choice, and was soon naked and on my knees. Chip looked down at me and hocked a wad of spit onto my forehead. I could see the sweat stains on his tee, and then he unzipped his pants. Fuck! Chip pulled out ten inches of hard, uncut dick. He pulled back the skin to reveal a wet purple head and then shoved it down my throat. I was appalled and disgusted, but, fuck me, I was also hard. "Get it wet, faggot. It's going up that sexy bubble butt of yours!" Chip sneered. Chip pushed me onto the dirt under the new bush. His partner planted his boot on my neck forcing my face into the mud. Then Chip shoved that monster up the ass. The pain was horrible, and the degradation complete. "You are such a lousy lay," Chip grumbled as he assaulted my burning ass. "You son Alex is so much better. That slut boy knows how to take care of a man." I flushed with fury, and I could feel my whole body turn red with anger and embarrassment. My traitorous dick, however, was leaking and twitching furiously. Chip's buddy, whose name I never got, started fucking my mouth and throat. Without warning the stranger flooded my mouth with cum just before Chip shot in my asshole. After they pulled out, the two fuckers started pissing all over me. "You stupid fucking faggot," Chip sneered before lighting a cigar and leaving. I laid there in the mud for a while feeling defeated. Two days ago, I had never had sex with anyone but a woman. Now I had sucked three men, been fucked by two, licked one little boy's butt, and fucked my son's ass. I was disgusted, but as I rolled over naked and covered in mud and piss, I grabbed my hard dick and beat off. Within a minute I was shooting my sperm all over my belly. When I pulled myself up, I noticed Kurt over by our secret gate between our back yards watching me. His expression was hard to read, but the tent in his loose shorts was unmistakable. Kurt put his arm around me and led us into my house. "Let's get you cleaned up. Then we're going out." I took a long shower washing the filth off me and the cum dripping from my sore ass. When I came back into the bedroom, Kurt was filling a plastic garbage bag with my undershirts and underwear. "It's summer, dude. If you want this shit back after Labor Day, it will be waiting. You should just let me donate it to the Goodwill. Look at this," he said picking up a pair of my jeans. "These aren't even dad jeans; they're mom jeans! All of your clothes are lame, Billy," he said surveying my wardrobe. Then he looked to me and asked, "How's your ass?" I blurted out angrily, "It fucking hurts. Your uncle is huge." Kurt smiled, "That he is, but what a sexy uncut piece of meat! Bend over. Let's put some of the special lube on it. You'll feel better," he said sliding a couple of fingers up my bruised hole. Damned if the pain almost instantly vanished. "Let me explain my Uncle Chip to you. He started jacking me off in kindergarten, and I was taking his dick in both my holes the next year. I think he is a fucking god. He's the only person I submit to, and he still fucks me occasionally," he said pulling his fingers out and wiping them on one of my undershirts. "I can't believe he fucked my little boy," I grumbled. "The thing about assholes and cunts is that they were made to be fucked. And Alex is a little ass pig. Get dressed. I am taking you and the boys over to a buddy of mine who has been fucking Alex for a few months now. He is a local businessman who used to be a barber. He is going to do something with your fucked up, dorky hair, and then he will fuck our sons while I take you shopping." "You sure are generous with my boy," I grumbled again. "And mine. We're pedos, Billy. We hunt, groom, seduce, and share with our tribe. Besides, once your dick starts tasting a variety of boys, one will not be enough." We all climbed into Kurt's convertible sports car and drove into town. We parked in front of an old fashioned men's barbershop complete with a striped pole. Inside, a muscled bear of a man with a big belly and bushy beard greeted us before putting up the closed sign and locking the door. The boys cried out, "Uncle Jack!" and ran to hug the handsome man around his firm ball of a belly. The man kissed them both on the heads and handed them each a wrapped present. The boys sat on the floor and opened them quickly. The squealed in delight when they found Batman costumes inside. "You must be Billy. I'm Jack," the barber said shaking my hand. "Kurt was right. You need help with that hair." "Actually, he needs the black chair," Kurt said before turning to me. "Strip, Billy." For the second time in the day, I obeyed a man's order to get naked. The black chair and the end of the row of chairs looked odd because it reclined back with stirrups for the feet. "Let' take off the pubes, ball hair, and do the taint and crack,' Kurt said. "Going for pedo pics?" Jack asked. "Huh?" I asked. "Back in the day, a man shaving his pubes was a sign to other men that he was a pedophile. It was one of those if you know, you know things. It's making a big come back today. You see guys posting their shaved crotches on hook up and pic sites. I would say half of those men are pedos. I have some pics of me shaved," Jack explained. "You're not shaved," I said to Kurt. "I'm too hairy, and it looks weird. You are smooth chested and have fine arm and leg hair. Smooth will look super sexy on you." The boys came running back into the room wearing Batman masks, shirts, gloves, and noticeably no pants. "Oh, no!" Jack said starting on my head of hair with a pair of scissors. "It's the dark knights out to catch me. What they don't know is I am going to capture them and tie them up." "You both are Batman?" I asked the boys/ Trev responded putting his arm around Alex, "We're Bat Brothers. We both fight crime." "I see," I replied while focusing on his nine year old erection. I felt myself getting hard at the sight. Fuck, I am a pedo, I thought. I sighed and just let it happen. "Oh yeah," Jack said eyeing the half-naked lads. "The Bat Brothers are gonna get their butts spanked!" "But we won't tell you where the Batcave is," Alex said defiantly. "And we have hidden super powers," Trevor assured us. "We'll see," Jack said with a bulge in his shorts, and a smile on his face. When Jack finished with my hair, even I was astonished. My son's jaw dropped when he saw me. "Daddy! You look good," he said. "Fuck yeah he does," Kurt said. "He's been hiding his sexy. He's been hiding a lot of things like how much he likes dicks and little boys." Jack snorted, "Oh yeah. Little boys are the best. You want to watch me fuck your son, Billy?" Kurt answered for me, "We're going shopping but for sure another time. Billy still has to learn how sexy it is to watch another man use his son like a fuck toy." "And you know, if you ever want your boys to make some kiddie porn, I know some excellent producers. Your home made kp is fucking hot, Kurt. You could make them big stars," Jack said taking an electric razor to my pubes. "Naw. That's strictly for us and friends to watch when they come over. I like to fly under the radar," Kurt explained to my relief. We left our boys in the hands of a super villain determined to break the Bat Boys and went to the mall. "Man," Kurt said surveying the place. "This is sad. I love malls. They are the perfect place to scope out young teens. I love the tweens and junior high school fuckers that hang out here in packs. Puberty makes them so horny." "Sounds like you fuck anything," I said as he took me into a shop I would never have gone into on my own. "Anything worthwhile," Kurt said cheerfully. I was taken way out of my comfort zone again. Kurt picked the clothes, and I paid for them. I got jeans that hugged my skin. I got tees which either clung to my pecs or cut off to reveal my abs. The worst were the shorts that were either tight showing off my package and ass or loose which also revealed my junk. The long shorts and polo shirt I came in were exchanged for a basketball tee which bared my arms and a pair of loose shorts with no underwear. I felt so exposed. As we walked to the food court to get a drink, I was aware people were looking at me like I was on TV or something. I was afraid they could see my dick and balls jiggling in my silky shorts. "It's called being handsome and sexy," Kurt said. "Your face is leading man material, your biceps are amazing and you're toned to perfection. Of course, people want to look at you. They want and desire you. When you see someone looking, look back and smile. You have no idea how handsome you are, Billy." We found a table in the court, and I noticed Zach Parker looking at me. He was a fourteen year old boy in the neighborhood who mowed my lawn. He approached tentatively. "Mr. Nelson, is that you?" he asked with that delicious breaking voice of adolescence. "Sure," I replied. "And this is my neighbor Mr. Anders. Zach here mows my lawn." "Hi," the teen said shyly. "You just look different Mr. Nelson. Have you been working out?" "Uh, yeah," I said and then remembered to smile. "Nice to meet you, Zach" Kurt said extending his hand. "Why don't you join us, Zach." "OK," the boy replied. Kurt handed him a bill and asked, "Why don't you get us some cokes. Keep the change. Then we can chat. I might need someone to mow my lawn." Zach left to get our drinks, and Kurt leaned in. "He's fucking cute. We're in a corner, and it is a perfect place to teach you your first lesson in grooming. Move your chair here to you are facing Zach. That's right. Now pull your dick in your pants so the head is sticking out." "What? We are in public," I said looking around. "No one can see you but Zach when he returns. Now lean forward and let the head just barely slip back inside the leg. Good. Now when he comes back, as we are talking, I want you to lean back and make the head come out again. Don't look at it. He has to think it's a dick slip." "Are you crazy?" "No. And do as I say, boy" he growled in a low voice. The eighth grader returned with our drinks, and Kurt peppered him with questions about prices and hedging. I was so nervous, but I leaned back and felt my cockhead poke out from under the fabric. The obscenity of the act jolted me, and I felt a thrill tingle through my dick. I could tell the kid saw it instantly. He blushed, and he stammered a bit in replying to one of Kurt's questions. He looked away, but often kept looking back down between my legs. I was a fucking adult exposing my penis to a middle school student. A fucking pervert. I was lost in my thoughts when I heard Kurt say, "It's settled then. You'll stop by in a couple of days and give me an estimate. It was nice meeting you, Zach," he said standing up and shaking his hand. I stood up too and felt my penis slide under the shorts. "Let's hit the men's room before we head off," Kurt said to me after I bid Zach good bye. Inside the washroom, Kurt pulled me into a stall. "That was excellent!" he whispered. "Did you see how he couldn't take his eyes off of your dickhead? He's going to be easy to seduce." Kurt reached down and pulled down my silky shorts and released my half-hard penis. He rubbed his thumb over the head, and I was surprised to see it thoroughly coated with precum. Damn, I was showing the kid a leaking dick head. Kurt stuck his wet thumb in my mouth. "Suck it, you dirty pedo," he said with a sexy smile.