Date: Wed, 27 Dec 2023 16:35:04 +0000 From: maturetop4smoothbttmboys Subject: Boy Butter - Ch 6 Boy Butter Chapter 6 - Rusty's Grooming Nifty needs your donations! Please donate - http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html This story is ENTIRELY FICTIONAL...which means it is fiction and not real. Any resemblance to any real people is completely coincidental. This story takes place in a world in which non-consenting children under the age of 18 are interested in and physically capable of having sex likeadults. In some cases the underage individuals in this story are used for sex without particular regard for their consent, although it is taken as agiven that they enjoy it. This is not the real world we live in and the author in no way condones nor encourages acts that mirror the practices described in this entirely fictional story. Let me repeat...this story is fiction and in no way represents real-life activities, whether real or imagined. However, if you are of legal age and consenting adult...drop me a note. Perhaps you would like to go for a ride sometime! I love receiving email from readers about my stories - particularly if you enjoyed the story as much as I enjoyed writing it (and there were certainly many a spent load in the writing of these stories!). If you enjoy Boy Butter...check out my related story at The Furniture Circuit (new chapter coming soon!). You can reach me at my new e-mail - maturetop4smoothbttmboys@proton.me And now... Boy Butter Chapter 6 - Rusty's Grooming Good boy! Pops spread his large muscular legs wide open as he sat back against the head board of Rusty'a little twin bed and patted the mattress between his thighs...reassuring the boy on what a good job he had done pissing in his mouth and letting the old pedo suck him to his dry-cum...signaling to the young boy that it was now time lie down onto the bed to serve his needs...time to serve Daddy...as Pops sniffed deeply at the dank mustiness of his boy butter streaked finger. "Now son, be a good boy and come down here and lie down on your tummy for me...right down here between Daddy's legs." "Yes...just like that son...", said the old pedo as he helped the small thin boy clamber down to lie between his legs. "...it's Daddy's turn to go pee-pee." And with that invitation Rusty obediently clambered down onto his knees and knelt down between Pops's spread legs, eventually laying fully down onto his tummy...a bit hesitant at first, somewhat worried about the prospect of taking the old man's piss down his throat, but also now deciding he wanted to try it, try it and take the opportunity to be brave and learn what pleases a man...so he lay down on his stomach and propped himself up between the old man's spread open thighs as was requested...now finding himself lying directly face-to-face with Pops's big bulging jockstrap pouch, his small face pressing forward and staring directly at eye level into the large bulge of dirty fabric as it stretched to contain the straining bulge of Pops's dirty pedo cock-filled jockstrap. Now feeling so much more relieved after having just emptied his own over-full bladder...and also glad to have gotten himself a nice set of his tingly dry-cums on top of that, Rusty decided he might as well turn the tables on the old pervert...maybe take his time and go slow and make old Pops's suffer a little...maybe tease and tempt the old man with his warm mouth...and yes, maybe make Pops feel a painful urgency just like him and make his Daddy suffer through the urgent need to pee. But Pops didn't mind waiting, holding back with his needed relief for his boy as he received a slow tease from the inexperienced boy, maybe even suffering a little bit for his new lover....and he certainly enjoyed Rusty's patience, teaching the boy to take his time and not to rush things...and he also didn't mind letting his bladder fill to it's absolute brink for the boy...because he knew he would get his relief and fill little Rusty's tummy with his pungent yellow morning man-piss soon enough. Pops thought to himself that maybe his crotch was going to be kinda ripe for such an inexperienced boy...having ripened and fermented during all that hard work this morning, humping and grinding his needy cock into the bed while feasting on some hot, young little boy-bottom earlier, and now Pops's crotch was a ripe, a musky and tangy moistness from an overdose of adrenaline, testosterone, sex hormones, and sweat...ripening until it was a funky potent brew of man-smells taken to another level for such a young boy... perhaps too pungent and musky for the boy?... surely not thought Pops as now even he could smell his own crotch smells in the stale air as it stank of dark man odors that normally would have chased an inexperienced young boy like Rusty away. But not this boy...no, this boy was special and Pops was being deliberate and purposeful in this grooming session...as Pops wanted young Rusty to not only experience his potent man-smells...but to bury his little nose deep into his crotch and fully immerse himself, to push his face deep in the man's hairy crevices and come to savor the dank sour man-stink in his little boy nostrils until it became imprinted in the boy's brain...setting the boy on the path to appreciate and to eventually become addicted to the good feelings and warm sensations he would get as he smelled a horny man's needy crotch as he knelt submissively for a man...kneeling and sniffing at the masculine smells of a horny Daddy's crotch that is in desperate need of relief from a boy's warm mouth. And little Rusty was more than curious, strangely driven by a deep inner instinct as he bravely pressed himself forward and pushed his small young face into the old pedo's crotch, tentatively sniffing at the man's scent...sniffing lightly at first just above the old man's straining bulge...at first reacting in somewhat disgust at the dank sour manly scent that he detected in his little nose as he scrunched it up in a temporary disgust...but then adjusting to it a little....as Pops's hand found the back of the small boy's head to offer the boy courage and words of encouragement, pulling small Rusty forward as he now pressed the boy's face even further forward until the boy's face was pressed into the big squishy but hardening bulge. Rusty now breathed in deeply through his nose, deeply sampling the sour man-scents of sweat, piss, and yes, old dried cum stains in the pouch of the old man's dirty jockstrap...and again a feeling of warmth and well-being descended from the young boy's brain and spread through-out his trembling body...triggered by the dank sour man-scent of horny man in his nose. This was the type of scent that Rusty would soon come to really, really appreciate and crave ...the sour muskiness of a horny man's crotch that was in need of sexual release. And he would come to love and to crave and to seek that scent out...man-smells that he would one-day come to actively seek out...whether by seducing unsuspecting Dad's of his middle-school friends, or by kneeling on the dirty floors of a local park restroom, or in a grimy back-alley behind a local bar, or through a Grindr hook-up, or waiting patiently kneeling in front of a glory-hole in a sketchy sex shop movie arcade in the next town over. Rusty was being groomed from this early age by Pops to be a cock hound, and it wouldn't be too long before he would be seeking out and finding horny older men from all walks of life who had a hard cock in need and a ballsack full of ripe cum-congested nuts...men who were very eager to take up a eager young boy's offer of a warm well-trained mouth or to get up between some smooth creamy boy-cheeks, eager to part those cheeks and plow a well traveled and hungry little bunghole...seeking out strange cocks to kneel for and worship and turn around and bend over for, bending over and spreading his smooth little buns and give up his pink little boypussy to horny men from all walks of life...from suit and tie office worker types, to truck drivers and construction workers....a steady, never-ending stream of hard-standing cocks and older men in need of relief, eager to feed a young eager boy a big nutritious protein loaded meal of man-seed. Rusty's addiction to the smell of horny musky man-crotch started right here and right now, and it would eventually lead him to spending hours at a time on his knees...praying at the alter of his god of hard older man phallus and servicing men's needs for the rest of his life. At this point Rusty's little pointed tongue came out from between his thin red lips as he licked tentatively at the bulging pouch...sniffing lightly and testing the dark musky scents and tastes of the large bulge until he started to gain more confidence...now pushing his nose in and using his little boy-tongue to start licking at the dirty stained fabric of the overstuffed jockstrap pouch...stuffed full of Pops's straining engorged cock as it leaked and spread a small stain of pre-cum for Rusty to find and lick and sniff and taste and enjoy to no end. "Mmmmmmm..such a good boy!", mumbled Pops in the quiet of the little boy's bedroom as he held his stinky finger to his nose and sniffed at the dark nutty scent of the brown streaks and fresh boy-ass that he found there... causing him to add more man-juice to the wet stains of pre-cum that was spreading on the bulge of his dirty jockstrap. "That's a good boy...now lick up all of Daddy's love-juice. Daddy's making it just for you son." MMMMmmmmmmmm.....so tasty...thought Rusty, surprised by the sweetness of the man's pre-cum stain...and surprised by the rush of desire and sense of well-being the musky scent of the old man's crotch gave him...as Rusty now could wait no longer and so he pulled the dirty fabric of the pouch aside and got his first sight of his Daddy's turgid hooded cock. The sharp tangy scent was now over-powering as the boy crinkled his cute little button nose at the powerful man-musk of the old pedo's crotch. Pops pulled the willing but somewhat reluctant boy's head further forward, now burying the boy's face deeper into the moistness in the hairy crevice of his crotch...and then he held the boy's head forcefully down there...forcing the boy to breath in deep at his dark masculine man-smells as they seeped into the eager little boy's brain. Rusty's cocklet was now hardened into a small little nail upon inhaling the man's scent...as he couldn't pull back and became trapped face first in the man's extraordinarily smelly crotch. Rusty finally pulled back and wrapped his small hand around the base of the man's fat semi-hard pedo cock and then leaned forward...taking a first tentative sniff, and then he used his small tongue to lick at the pearly drops of dew that had formed on the nozzled hood at the tip of the old pedo's foreskin on his man-cock. Pops's growled encouragement to the shy tentative boy...encouraging him forward with reassuring grunts of encouragement. Tasting the sweetness on his small tongue, Rusty then became bolder and licked at the man's slimy secretions that were oozing from the hidden piss-slit in the tip of his fat hooded knob...with the boy eventually deciding that he liked the sweet taste of the older man's pre-cum despite it's smell, and decided right there that he would eagerly suckle in the man's drooling knob anytime he got the chance. Pops sniffed again at the nutty musty smell of the boy's ass-butter on his caramel stained finger, enjoying Rusty's butt-stink in his nostrils as his big rough hand went to the back of Rusty's little head again, palming the boy's small head in his big hand as he pulled the shy boy forward...whispering words of encouragement and reassurance under his breath..."yes son, that's a good boy...that's just great...now use your tongue to taste the sweet Daddy juice that I've made just for you....that's it." "Now open your mouth a little wider and suck on that skin...get that juicy skin in your mouth to taste and chew on boy...don't be shy...you won't hurt Daddy...get in there and really chew on that thick skin!" And so Rusty obeyed his new Daddy and started suckling on the man's loose nozzle of skin that covered his semi-hardon as he leaned forward and tasted the man's essence on his tongue...pulling on the old man's forekin with his lips for the first time today, pulling it forward until it was a nipple of skin to suckle on...and the boy could taste the sweetness of Daddy's slimy pre-cum now on his tongue...opening his small warm mouth a little wider as Daddy pulled the boy's head forward to allow the boy to nurse and suckle on his now hardening pedo cock. Suckling on Pops's loose nipple of foreskin as if he was a baby nursing on the bipolar of his mother's breast. What a good boy! Pops now couldn't help himself as he held the boy's head down on his crotch and jammed his semi-hard cock all the way to the back of the boy's throat. This boy sure is certainly on his way to becoming such a good little committed cocksucker thought Pops...wondering if he should keep pushing deeper and just will his now hardening cock all the way down Rusty's small young throat. Pops planned to give the boy's throat a proper introduction to his fat cock...to teach the boy how to stretch his lips and mouth and yes, eventually his throat...in order to take his girth properly and give him a proper blowjob. Well...the boy certainly will be getting the first of many rough throat fucking lessons of his young life...thought Pops...a lesson he wanted and deserved...but not quite yet as Pops started to feel a nagging pressure building in his own bladder...and he started wondering to himself just how much longer he could hold out before he reached his own pain threshold trying to hold in his big load of morning piss. Pops felt the boy's tight throat open and close a few times as the boy gulped and swallowed...giving Pops a gentle sucking suctioning on the hooded knob of his cock as the boy gulped at his Daddy, and then the boy pulled his suctioning little boy-mouth back to pull and suction at the man's thick hooded skin covering Pops's growing knob by swallowing hard. MMMmmmmmmm-uuunnnnggh...where did such a young boy learn to use his throat like that?...not from sucking on Popsicles thought Pops as he savored the feeling of the boy's gripping throat on his his still semi-inflated hooded cockhead ...feeling that glorious tightness of young boy-throat that he had felt on the end of his cock so many times...a a tight through that he would soon be violating for his own selfish needs and pleasures...and not worrying about the boy's needs - like the need to breath...and also feeling the exquisite slickness that his manly emissions were creating in the boy's throat and knowing his was painting the kid's tonsils with his pre-cum, make the back of Rusty's throat slick with his pre-cum emissions and easing what might be a big challenge of squeezing and pushing his big meaty glans right through the boy's tight throat and voicebox, pushing through on it's way to fill the boy's gullet with thick man-cock in a few minutes...but first there was more steps to take in the boy's grooming before he was ready to move on with that particular perverted ritual. Pops decided the boy needed to work on his foreskin a bit more...suckle it, pull it, tug on it, chew on it...and of course using the boy's pointed tip of his little tongue to explore underneath the old pedo's thick skin to sample and taste and experience the tart bitter funky flavors he would find there...so Pops reached down and pulled his skin forward to give the boy a nice thick nipple of skin to suckle on. With an eager young boy like Rusty there was certainly some saliva wetting the end of the old man's cock...and plenty of moist residue hidden away underneath Pops skin...not quite a cheesy white smegma for his boy to experience for the first time...but certainly a funky mix of day-old piss and sweat and man secretions...but nothing there so extreme to be a cheesy waxy build-up. And despite that, it was still at first very overwhelming for the poor young boy...a powerful mix of funky smells and tart tastes...and the young boy didn't know what this strange taste and tart smell was on his tongue and in his nose as he explored under Pops's foreskin with his tongue...and then Rusty gagged a little...and then retched a little too...all due to the funky sour taste and odor from what had he found hiding under Pops's foreskin. But young Rusty did not waiver or shy away from the tart bitter taste and smell in his nose...and he was certainly unaware that he was being groomed by the old experienced perv...a virtuoso pedophile teaching thre boy to come to love and crave that taste...and the boy would eventually come to love even the foulest of man-smells and tastes...and Pops was determined to by finishing the lesson. What was it that gave him such strange taste and strong smell and nose?, thought Rusty...but the curious little boy stayed committed to the task as the tip of his little tongue started to roam and explore the loose skin, now tentatively poking his small tongue underneath the man's thick skin as Pops's cock began to inflate from this little boy's wet loving treatment and now rough treatment of the copious amount of skin covering his hardening cock. Rusty's mouth started to fill with the growing crown of Pops's man-cock...and he loved it. "Yes son...dig deeper! Get up under that tight skin with your tongue. That's a good boy! Now gently peel Daddy's skin back and get all that fat knob in your mouth! Good boy!", moaned Pops as he pulled the boy's head forward to fill the boy's small mouth with his bulging glans....whether Rusty was ready for it or not. And then Pops's foreskin became really taut around his thick plum-sized cockhead...tightening up and stretching as the man's floppy cock suddenly hardened and grew to it's full length and girth....stretching the boy's mouth and little hand, surprising the boy with the speed by which it grew ...tightening up and restricting's Rusty's ability to get his tongue underneath the taut skin in order to pull and suckle on the skin some more as he pushed the small pointy tip of his boy-tongue under the man's tight skin to explore and gather more of that tart, somewhat bitter taste that he now strangely craved to taste more of Daddy's bitter taste on the tip of his tongue. And so the curious boy decided it was time to skin Pops's thick hood back...a veteran move as he pushed the taut skin down past the fat purple glans and further down the man's fat shaft, to release the full bitterness of Pops's fat knob of the man's angry purple glans from it's strangling straight jacket...skinning it back just as Pops pulled the boy's head forward onto his cock...giving the boy now a mouthful of tart funky flavors that exploded on his tongue and that at first made the boy gag again...but then that funky tartness in his mouth became a complex range of flavors and tastes and sharp scents in his nose. The boy didn't know how to handle the intensity of the flavors that Pop's dirty cock head was providing him on his tongue, but the man's hand on the back of his head and was not allowing him to pull back and so he had no choice but to go with it as he began to produce more saliva from the big mouthful of engorged Daddy cockhead and then began to slide his small wet mouth slowly down over the man's cheesy slippery cockhead and start to lick and suckle at the fat plum-sized knob that was now lodged in his mouth and that was stretching his lips and cheeks out in big bulge. The boy's eyes watered as tears welled up and began rolling down his pale cheeks...tears of joy as he beamed with pride from his accomplishments. The boy then squeezed the thick base of his Daddy's cock...lovingly squeezing at it's root and causing the old man's cock to swell up stiff, engorged with blood, making the fat bulbous head grow even more the young began to struggle to stretch and swallow all the flavorful saliva collecting in his mouth...an excess of saliva he was producing as he tried to deal with the mouthful of sharp tart musky flavors on his tongue...causing there boy to drooling from his lips and down from his chin...making slobbery sucking sounds as he tried to keep the wet the fat knob of Daddy cockhead as it now became a fully engorged purple plum in his small mouth...and then with the help of Daddy's hand....it became lodged in the back of the kid's stretched open mouth. And then Rusty felt a warm jet of Daddy's piss-stream hit the back of his throat as Daddy's firm hand provided him with the courage and encouragement to stay put as the poor struggling kid was held down on his Daddy's spraying dick...his head down having no where he could go... and so Rusty had no choice but to open his throat swallow his Daddy's pungent salty morning piss as it streamed down his throat... "Uuuunnnngggggghhhhhhh....yes baby....take all of Daddy's piss...that's a good bot!". groaned Pops's as he suddenly released his straining bladder and unleashed a torrent of a piss stream down the straining boy's gullet. A full minute passed by as Pops let his bladder empty, feeling the power rush of holding a struggling boy down on his cock as he relaxed his piss muscles controlling the flow and pushed out to keep a steady stream. Rusty tried hard to breathe and not choke or gag...and after 3 minutes of pissing down the poor boy's throat, Pops took pity and held his stream as Rusty caught his breath...but then took his time and let the boy suck the remainder out as he finished with a few dribbles that little Rusty sucked out of him like he was sucking through a straw. "Aahhhhhhhhhh fffffuuuuucccccckkkkk...oh my what a good boy!", groaned Pops as he released his tight hold on Rusty's head. "Damn I needed that so bad!" Rusty popped up from kneeling between Pops's legs and was beaming with pride....grinning and rubbing his clearly distended belly, now full of Pops's piss sloshing around in Rusty's tummy. Rusty looked like he wanted to say something but then paused and made a loud burp! Burping up some swallowed air that came along with Pops's bladder relief down his gullet. "That was so cool!"...gushed Rusty, "I can't wait to tell the guys what we did!...and maybe we can try doing it with them!" "Well...maybe...but I like keeping this our little secret for now...maybe keep it between us so we can try it again sometime and see if we still like to do it.", suggested Pops as he knew to proceed slowly and bring Rusty along slowly. There was no point in rushing these things with the eager boy...knowing that soon after a few more lessons...all of this would no longer be new and it might even become routine...and then Rusty would slowly become his favorite butt-boy , when the young boy will learn to submit and understand what it means to truly well serve a man's needs. Pops held the boy's hand and led him back down between his spread open legs, guiding young Rusty to again lie between his spread legs ad confront his still turgid and leaking cock. Letting his reservations go as at first he was tentative and unsure whether he wanted to push his face forward to explore these musky, smelly places on a man's body...but the boy was unusually eager to please and with some firm encouragement from Pops's hand on the back of his head, the young boy soon decided to go "all in" ...pushing himself forward and burrowing his thin face deep into the older man's hairy asscrack...pushing forward and burrowing until the musky smell of man-ass filled his nostrils and he started putting his small pointed tongue to good use for the old pedo. Before long, even Rusty surprised himself with his eagerness for the task as he pushed his face even deeper into the man's furry crevice and began making loud slurping and sucking noises as he began to worry on Pops's asshole aggressively with his lips and tongue...working his little pointed tongue all over the folds ad stretched ring of the older man's fragrant pucker... pursing and puckering his small thin lips as the small boy kissed and licked and decided that he was going to try and make Pops very happy... And Pops certainly was impressed with Rusty's enthusiasm for the task as the mature pedo lie back and pulled his legs up and open wide...now holding the eager young boy's head down firmly in place, and now groaning as a sign of affirmation for what a good boy he is and what a good job he was doing for his Daddy...putting his young little tongue to good use cleaning and pleasuring Pops's musky hairy asshole. The poor boy was so eager to the task that he forgot to breath and soon Rusty is struggled to catch his breath through his nose as he breathed in the old man's musky earthy smells, over-whelming the poor boy with the musky, musty earthy smells of his asscrack and now very wet manhole, as the boy continued slobbering and slurping at the large winking ring that is buried deep in Pops's moist hair-filled crevice. Like a good boy, Rusty used his little tongue to lick at the crinkled pucker, first getting the rim wet as he rabn his tongue round and round the flexing rim of Pops's asshole...exploring and feeling the taut folds of skin and the pucker of Pops's man asshole. His tiny child tongue tasting the sour man stink and smelling the delicious ass grease in Pops extremely hairy ass trench. Little Rusty likes the stink and wants to savor the hairy asshole for as long as possible. Pops finally holds Rusty's head down tightly between his hairy thighs so he can start a slow grind...pushing his hips forward to gring his hole into Rusty's wet mouth and chin...grinding his asshole into Rusty's face hard as he sniffed at his own smelly finger, inhaling the nutty musky scent of boy butter that he had found in Rusty's tight asshole and was now caramel colored streak. Pops reveled in the nastiness of the scene as he enjoyed playing upon the young 9-year old's eagerness to please...enjoying his grooming lesson and getting the inexperienced boy to feast on his well-traveled asshole...listening to the slurping and wet sucking sounds emitting from between his hairy asscheeks was really turning Pops's gears...and he held boy down until he finally released him as the little piggy struggled to catch his breath in the dark crevice of Pops's man-ass, as the boy's face was now flush and firmly planted between the mounds of the man's spread open asscheeks. "Yes son...get up in there and go to work....yes, that's a good boy...you're going to learn how to really work on that hole for Daddy!" Rusty loved to hear Pops's words of encouragement, knowing that he was doing a really good job for his Daddy was all he needed to hear to double-down and really let go...pressing his face deeper without abandon and pursing his thin lips to kiss the man's flexing ring "Come on son...Daddy showed you how to do it earlier. Now I want to really feel some of that little tongue of yours go deep inside hole", whispered Pops as he pulled Rusty's face deeper and ground the boy's head forcefully forward...grinding the young boy's face and mouth into his asscrack and winking asshole. "Now try sucking and chewing on Daddy's asshole....yeeessssss, that's it baby! That's so good...such a good sweet boy!", Pops grunted and muttered his words of encouragement as the boy responded by first pursing his thin lips to suck on Pops's distended ass-rim... and then the boy followed the old pervert's instructions and began to bite and chew at the muscular ring of the man's wet sloppy hole...but the eager boy didn't need the man's encouraging hand on the back of his head any longer as he dove forward willingly and pressed his face deeper into his Daddy's hairy crevice under his own power. Pops lie back and spread his meaty legs wider as he sniffed at his dirty finger, lying back and savoring having his asshole eaten out by such an eager little 9-year old piggy...pulling his legs open and back to give the boy full access as he felt Rusty press his small head forward and now trapping the boy deeper into his asscrack. The boy certainly was getting busy with his lips and tongue for Pops....first puckering his lips to kiss at the older man's wrinkled starfish....then giving soft little boy kisses directly on the old man's sensitive ring of pink flesh. And then Rusty put his small tongue to work in long loving licks...working it over the distended ring from the bottom to the top. And the finally Rusty hardened his tongue and poked at the center of the old man's asshole as he speared the man's ring and pushed the tip of his small boyish tongue inside. "Oh fuck!" shouted Pops as he felt the boy's squirming little tongue wriggle like a worm up inside his well-travelled bunghole. Fuck this was about as decadent of a scene as the old pervert had ever enjoyed with a boy so young...never had Pops dreamt that he would get the boy wriggling around and servicing his hungry asshole so early in the boy's grooming. Perhaps soon the man could teach young Rusty what a boy's small fist and forearm can be used for in a man's hungry ass....perhaps teach the boy how to fistfuck a horny Daddy's bottom. "OK son...my god...we need two take a break... I'm about to cum! Any more of that wiggling little tongue of yours in Daddy's ticklish asshole and you will going to get a big mouthful of Daddy cream!" Rusty pulled his head back and whined..."Awwww...but that would be so cool....and I really want that!... "So...are you going to fuck me now?", asked Rusty almost non-chalantly as he looked up from between Pops's spread asscheeks. "You bet your sweet britches I'm going to fuck you son...I'm gonna fuck you good a proper my sweet boy!", responded Pops as the old pedophile set in motion his plan to take full advantage of having just relieved himself and really take his time to slowly open the boy's tiny little pinhole up before really give the eager boy a good long deep fuck...perhaps staying planted deep after breeding the boy so that he could his own cum as lube for a deep second, even more satisfying boy-fucking. "Let's go over to the comfy chair and get you up on your knees son...Daddy's wants to get you up on your knees with that cute little butt of your's up in the air", said Pops as he knew he was going to need to take his time and spend some quality time getting acquainted with the boy's tiny little asshole, take his time and really opening up the tight young boy with his tongue and fingers before he could even think about getting his girthy cock up into the boy's inexperienced quim like he wanted to. And Pops was planning to make the young inexperienced Rusty take this hard fucking without regard for the boy's level of discomfort...but in order to not split the boy open he knew he first must perform some hole-training for the boy's tight pussy...take his time and really work the boy open with lots of tongue, lubed fingers, and eventually his fat stubby cock. "Come on son....let's get started...." Enjoy my stories? I'd love to hear from you...you can reach me at my new e-mail - maturetop4smoothbttmboys@proton.me