Date: Tue, 12 Dec 2023 00:22:29 +0000 From: Urbuddynick Subject: Beating Off Chapter 6 Beating Off Chapter Six By Nick W. 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. Author's Note: This story contains from cross over characters from my story Living the Life. For them it is six years later. BEATING OFF CHAPTER SIX The next day I woke up and bounded out of bed leaving my sexy fiancé snoring lightly. Naked, I made a pot of coffee and thought about the day ahead. Yesterday had been so much fun. A picnic in the park with Kurt, the boys and two new pedo friends Chuck and Kevin. The sex afterwards with the muscle studs Chuck and Jock fucking me and my little Alex was insanely hot. Those deviant pedos took my little son into a public men's room and had him suck and fuck anonymous dick at a glory hole! And they filmed it! Reflecting on it that morning, I realized I was fully hard. Kurt explained to me the video of Alex sucking dick and getting fucked in the restroom stall was safe to put out because you really couldn't identify Alex in it. As I watched the video of him slobbering on several adult cocks and getting fucked up the ass while his little hairless cock stood hard and excited, I realized Kurt was right. As for my video where I sucked the fourteen-year-old Zach off, Kurt explained that it was only going to one perverted friend in Japan. I knew Kurt would have my back. I fingered the heavy silver chain around my neck and reminded myself I trusted Kurt. I had given myself over to him completely, and I would do whatever he desired. He was my Master and future husband. Today he wanted our small group to go to the nude beach. He would play with Chuck and Trevor, and I would play with Kevin and Alex. I was excited at the idea of all six of us walking naked together on the beach for all the gay nudists to see. They would wonder if we were doing it with the boys, and no doubt it would attract some interesting pervs. But you know what they say about best laid plans.... Alex popped into the great room wearing nothing but his Paw Patrol undies. I turned and proudly showed him my hardon, but he did not focus on it. "Morning daddy. Daddy, Trevor is sick! I went to wake him up, and he is totally hot and hurts all over." I went into Trevor's room and saw the little lad coughing with a runny nose. I put my hand on his forehead and frowned at how hot it was. "You don't seem very well, little buddy," I said brushing Trevor's wet hair away. His forehead was hot to the touch. "I hurt all over, Uncle Billy," Trevor said weakly before coughing. After retrieving a thermometer from the bathroom, I turned him over and slipped it in his boy hole. Fuck! A hundred and three. That was not good. We sent Alex next door to my house where our guests Chuck and Kevin agreed to watch him, and an hour later Kurt, Trevor, and I were at an urgent care facility. There we learned, despite having all the vaccinations, Trevor had the flu in the middle of summer. Sigh. That threw our plans into disarray. Chuck and Kevin were leaving in a couple of days for the ten hour drive to the lake house. We were supposed to fly there in a small commuter plane the next day and spend two weeks before flying off to Europe. In between we were supposed to host pedo porn director Jack and Zach's mother in our plan for her to agree to Zach's fake Tik Tok career. We changed the meeting to my house, and it turns out she was a huge fan of Kevin's football quarterback brother Andy. Jack took advantage of the situation and offered to take Zach and his two brothers to a Tik Tok event at a lake house for ten days where they could personally meet the famous Andy Peterson. Zach's mother was thrilled. It was decided Jack would drive us all to the lake in his RV as soon as Trevor was better. Considering Zach's brothers were eleven and seven, I was sure Andy would shower them with personal attention and probably copious bodily fluids. Then the problem started. Without checking with us first, Kevin suggested that Alex could ride up to the lake with them when they left tomorrow. Immediately Alex was on his feet, "Please! Please! Please!" I was fine with it, but I saw Kurt look at me at shake his head. "We still have some things to do for the trip, and we will need you at home," I said. Alex moaned, "You don't need me. Come on! Let me go. Please! Please! Please!" I looked over to the boss, and Kurt folded his arms. "I said no, Alex. I don't want to hear any more about it," I said. "I hate you!" he cried before running out of the room. And so began Alex's little shit storm. My love and admiration grew for Kurt. He was so good and loving towards his sick little son. That first night, he moved a club chair into his room and spent it by his side. To our relief, the fever broke the next morning. It was after dinner that evening when Kevin proposed Alex ride with them the next day to the lake. "That's my bad," Kevin later said sheepishly. "I should have checked with you guys first. But now that Trevor's fever has broken, you guys will be up in two or three days now." "Alex will get over it, and we can still spend ten days at the lake," Kurt said. My boy was more stubborn than I thought. He spent the night sulking and turned away when we tried to kiss him good night. Kurt and I, exhausted from taking care of Trevor and packing, fell right to sleep in our bed. The next morning, I was surprised to see Jock at the door. All of the testosterone creams he provided for the trip were already packed. "Hey faggot," the arrogant muscle dude said. "Oh, I forgot to tell you, billy," Kurt said standing beside me. "Since we are delayed a few days, I thought you should get a booster shot." Fuck. I hated how I felt the day of the shots. Mood swings, hot flashes, and an insatiable horniness were to be expected afterwards. I sighed and told myself that my Master knows best. We went to the basement gym where Jock had me strip naked. Then he gave me the shot and supervised my work out. Afterwards he smirked while he stripped. That fucker had me service him for an hour. I licked and tongued his ass and feet, drank his piss, and got fucked for what seemed like forever. The best thing about vacation was going to be free from Jock for five weeks. I pulled my shorts and tee back on and made it upstairs in time to say goodbye to Chuck and Kevin. Alex came into the living room struggling with his packed suitcase. "Alex!" I said sternly. "I'm already packed, daddy. See it won't be any problem to go with Chuck and Kevin now," he said eagerly. "Alex, your father said no," Kurt said firmly. "Oh, come on!" he pleaded. When we refused, Alex yelled, "Assholes." Suddenly Kurt grabbed him by the waist and sat him on the kitchen counter. He moved his face closer until he was only inches from his. "If you ever talk to us that way again, I will take my belt to you, boy!" he said with a quiet menace. Alex burst into tears and ran out of the room. We said goodbye to Chuck and Kevin, all of us embarrassed by the situation. That night at dinner, Alex barely spoke to us. I knew he was a stubborn Taurus as my wife used to say, but this was new behavior. I was exhausted from the final work around the house and the steroids roiling through me, so I just ignored him. That night as I came into the bedroom, I saw Kurt lying on the bed stroking his beautiful eight inches. Fuck yes! I love his dick more than anything, and I was incredibly horny. I stripped showing him that my shaved cock was excited to see him. I sucked his dick like a baby on a pacifier. I craved sex deeply. Then he ate my ass for half and hour while I moaned feeling my conflicting emotions fall away. When he fucked me, it was glorious. We did it face to face, and he hungrily devoured each other's mouths. His erect penis rubbing my prostate had me turned on and oh so ready for release. And then Kurt came deep inside me. He pulled out leaving me as hard as I have ever been. "Kurt," I said. "I really need to cum. Please let me jerk off or you can suck or jerk me off. I am so horny." "Not being an asshole, but permission is denied. You know the rules, boy. If you want to cum, you have to do it inside a child. We had agreed that meant fifteen and below. "Trevor's not completely recovered," I said as a stream of prefuck spurted out of the head of my cock running down the stalk. "I know that, but Alex is fine," he said looking me in the eyes, "You know what a deep sleeper he is," I whined. "He's a monster if I wake him up too early." "Get up on the bed on all fours," he said. I did so, and he stood by the bed stroking my hair and my back. "As your Master, I am molding you into exactly what I want you to be. That is my choice because I know it is what you are meant to be. You are a submissive faggot to me and other men, but you are a pedophile stud with boys. I have seen you fuck our boys like the most confident of tops. You fucking OWN their asses and mouths. THAT is what I want you to be. A pedo stud. I am going to turn you into a predator. One that hunts and brings back prey for our enjoyment. A clever, muscular, handsome child fucker. An expert at grooming and seduction, intimidation, and force. I have so many depraved and debauched alleyways I want to walk you through. He bent down and kissed me. "Do you trust your Owner?" he asked, looking me in the eyes. "One hundred percent, Master!" I replied enthusiastically. "Are your horny?" he asked. "Oh, fuck yes! I really, really need to shoot," I said. "Then go to Alex's room, wake up him, and fuck the little faggot. You're his daddy and have every right to demand he service you. We've seen what an obnoxious little brat he can be, but are you going to let him get away with that?" "No, Sir," I said. "Good boy! Then go in there and TAKE what you want. RAPE your son. RAPE him for as long and as hard as it takes for you to drain your pedo nuts." A hot flash went through me, and suddenly I knew Kurt was right. I stood up and felt my body break out into an all over sweat. My dick bobbed with insane horniness. I felt some drool come out of my mouth. My tits throbbed and hardened. "That's it, mad dog! Go fuck your little boy and show him who owns him. Your boy is our fuck toy, and it is time he learns that!" Shaking with desire and an utterly debauched lust, I walked down the hallway naked and hard. Kurt followed behind equally naked and aroused. Without knocking I entered Alex's room. He was fast asleep in his race car bed, and I turned on the light. He still did not awaken. I shook him. "Waaa? Noooo. I'm tired! Leave me alone," he moaned rolling over. Suddenly a flash of rage came over me. I grabbed him by the hair and pulled him around to face me. "Owww!" he cried sleepily. I slapped him hard across the face, "Don't you ever say no to me!" I screamed. My baby boy burst into tears, but oddly I found that exciting. Oh fuck! How could I have not seen it before? A crying boy is poignantly exciting. My dick twitched with pleasure, and I wiped some tears off my boy's cheek and then rubbed it on my dickhead. I pulled back the covers and flipped him onto his stomach. I pulled off his Captain America underwear and straddled him. "Daddy! No!" he cried. "Shut the fuck up!" I snarled. "No!" he screamed writhing around. The room turned red. I was literally seeing red! I jumped off the bed and snarled. I saw one of his Ugg slippers on the floor and picked it up. The soles were a thick rubber tread, Perfect. I raised it above my head and then brought it down on his tender ass. Hard. "Ow!" he screamed. How can I describe this dark perversion? A jolt of sensual electricity went through my body and into my dick. I spurted my pre. Spanking my boy made my cock feel deliciously good. I smacked his ass again and felt the same physical pleasure. Over and over, I smacked his tiny little boy ass until it was a deep red. I felt Kurt come next to me and whisper. "That's it, mad dog. Savor those sadistic sexual pleasures. Let that dark world open, open, open for you." I smacked my boy on his ass again until he screamed out. "I'm sorry, daddy. Stop it, please! I am SORRY!" he shouted through the tears. I threw the slipper on the floor and straddled him again. My dick was slimy with prefuck and boytears. "No special lube or any lube for you tonight, boy!" I said lining my sticky cockhead against that hole I had fucked so often. That man have fucked including strangers is a grimy public restroom. Alex screamed into the pillow as I shoved all the way in with one brutal thrust. Oh fuck! I was so horny and desperate to cum, and the tight hole I entered felt so damn good. I bottomed out and enjoyed the sensation before I began to rape my pride and joy. Rape was the right word for it. This was a supremely selfish fuck. The only thing that mattered was gratifying my hungry pedo cock. In and out of his tight, single-digit hole. Every stroke was a stolen pleasure. I looked over and saw Kurt sitting in a chair stroking his dick. He smiled at me and let his tongue hang out of his mouth. I did the same like the mad dog I had become. My body shivered sensual delights, and my sweaty balls slapped against his brutalized butt cheeks. I could feel the cum building in my nuts. I moved towards it at a steady, determined fuck pace. I needed to nut to badly. Needed to asset primal dominance over my unruly son. I felt like a god, omnipotent and supremely entitled. Then I came deep inside the boy I made with the same penis. Alex had settled down by now and had remained relatively quiet. I pulled my spent cock from inside him and panted with satisfaction. I rolled him over to clean me up and found he was totally hard. "What do we have here?" I asked with surprise. Kurt laughed and moved in close. "You liked that, didn't you, boy?" he asked my son as he fondled his smooth ball bag. "Not at first," the slut said quietly. Kurt got on the bed and grabbed his legs. "My turn. Now be a good boy, Alex, and lick your father's pedo dick clean," he said sweetly. To my amazement Alex obeyed. His little velvet tongue lapped my cum and his juvenile ass juices off my satisfied organ. I then climbed off. "Are you going to be a good boy from now on?" Kurt asked leaning in so his face was inches from his. Alex nodded. "Awww. You're such a good boy," Kurt cooed before kissing him deeply. "Are you going to give us your holes anytime we want to use them?" he asked. "Yes, Uncle Kurt," he said nodding. "Even if it is the middle of the night, and you are asleep?" Alex nodded again stretching his back to get my fiancé's pedo dick rubbing on his boy button. "Good boy. And if we want to take a belt to your ass --- not because you did anything wrong -- but simply because we like it, would you willingly give us your butt?" Kurt did some short thrusts right over his sensitive prostate. My little slut began moaning and licking his lips. "Yes!" he cried out before his body violently shook from the force of a mighty boygasm. "What a good slut you are," the sexy bearded man said before he shot his pedo cum deep into my child. My dick was completely hard again. Kurt pulled out and crawled off the bed. "Would you like to sleep with us tonight, Alex?" Kurt asked. Alex's eyes went wide. This was a rare treat. "Yes, Uncle Alex!' he declared. "Good. Because your daddy and I have at least one more load to put in you," Kurt said pulling the boy to his feet. The three of us walked hand in hand to our bedroom. I felt as if I had entered Narnia. Kurt gripped the back of my neck. I looked at him, and he smiled. I smiled back. "Who was this magical man who owned me completely," I wondered.