Date: Tue, 05 Dec 2023 02:06:33 +0000 From: Mr Bunns Subject: Bryan's Birthday Bonanza: Chapter 4 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction containing graphic depictions of sex between minor boys and men. If this story offends you, if you are underage, or if this type of story is illegal where you live then please do not continue on any further. While writing is its own reward, this old man would love to hear some input from all of you. Please address all of your responses to MrBunns@proton.me. Suggestions are welcome, flames will be ignored, and words of praises will be put in a picture frame to be hung on my living room wall. I'm just vain that way. Also, don't forget to show your love and support to Nifty by donating to them. They're a fine lot who's helped authors to reach a wider audience, so it would be great if this time around we give them a helping hand. More info can be found at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Author's Note: This story was written in collaboration with and as a companion piece to Graphmuse's excellent "Watching the Boys" series, specifically the sequel series which you can also read here: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/watching-the-boys/. While it's not necessary to read through it to understand the events, it might help provide readers greater appreciation of the story as a whole. Plus, it's just so friggin' hot! ____________________________________________________ For Graphmuse. Bryan's Birthday Bonanza Chapter 4 - The Big Thing "Oww! I said I was sorry!" Mark giggled and rubbed the spot on his arm where Ollie punched him. Ollie gave the blonde devil his deepest scowl. It was obvious he wasn't sorry at all. Liam and Jeffy both laughed along with Mark. Philly just shook his head at the prankster's antics. Kevin, ever the considerate friend, tried his best not to crack a smile. His efforts earned him a quick glare from Ollie. He knew a simple shot to the arm was not enough for Mark to mend his devilish ways. He then recalled the brief thought he had while pinned underneath Flavio. A sly smile dawned on Ollie's lips. Maybe there IS a way to get back at Mark after all! The boy then launched himself at the small blondie to land a quick peck on his lips. This time, the little class clown was genuinely shocked. Ollie could tell he wasn't expecting that at all. The mix of confusion and amusement on his face was a testament to that. And it was shared by the rest of the other seven boys lounging around the couches. "Uh, I'm confused," Mark gave a wry grin while licking his lips. "Good!" Ollie smiled. He was happy he could finally get a leg up on Mark. Something like that doesn't happen every day. He deserved to savor it. The boys continued their chatter. The relaxed air was shared by all twenty-five boys spread across the basement lounge and the Love Nest. They looked much cleaner now, free of the grime and sweat and seminal discharges on their nude hairless bodies. Uncle Jamal and his pals had marched them all to the showers to clean themselves up earlier. A long day of fucking can take a lot out of even the most energetic of nine and ten-year-old boys. That's why Bryan's father and Uncle Jamal had announced a much-needed dinner break. The men were to take their dinners upstairs. The boys meanwhile were told to wait down in the basement. They're also told to take a quick shower to be presentable for dinner. None of them minded. The downtime gave them a chance to relax and recount the day's events so far. "But seriously though, you guys are just full of surprises!" Liam spoke up with glee. "Yeah," Jeffy nodded, "First it was Trevor, then Ollie, then Kevin, and then Philly. I thought it would've taken you normies longer before you hitch a ride on Flavio's dick!" "Wasn't like I had a choice," Trevor smiled sheepishly, "Guy just swam up to me, grabbed my weenie, and said `You like?'. I mean, yeah, of course, I like it!" "That's so cool," Liam said again as he openly fondled himself, "Flavio can get a bit carried away when he fucked you for real though. Sometimes it just felt so good that you ended up peeing on yourself." "So you guys peed yourself too when Flavio f-umh, fucked you?" Ollie hesitated. The naughty words came out in a bit of a whisper. Despite his comfort of listening to his pals and their filthy talk, he's still not quite there yet. He had years of good grooming after all. It's impossible to dump it all in a single afternoon. "Oh yeah, big time!" Jeffy nodded. "When Flavio's not holding back, you will pee yourself," Liam agreed. "Well, I didn't," Kaden jabbed a thumb at his bare chest. "I took that dick hard and not a drop of pee! Guess I'm just that good, huh?" he ended with a smug smile at the group. Ollie saw all of his friends sharing a similar look. They all narrowed their eyes at Kaden with exasperation. Liam resisted the temptation to roll his eyes. Jeffy failed to resist altogether. One bowl-cut blonde boy though sported a very mischievous smile on his lips instead. "No, really, guys!" Mark chirped up. "I was there. Kay really didn't pee himself," he added with a sincere tone. "See!?" Kaden's smile grew into a proud grin. "What he DID do was beg a lot," the blonde imp's smile was positively evil now. "What was it you said? `Oh god, please, kill me now'?" he went on with a mocking tone. "Hey! I didn't say that!" the dark-haired boy snapped. Ollie saw Kaden flush bright red while his pals started snickering. Clearly, the blonde devil was hitting a nerve. "Oh right, you didn't!" Mark nodded. "I think it was `Mommy, daddy, please, help!'" he grinned even wider. "F-Fuck you!" Kaden was now as red as a lobster. He violently shoved Mark to the uproarious laughter of all the boys present. Ollie, Kevin, Philly, and Trevor joined in as well. This jovial air comforted Ollie. It was familiar territory joshing around like that. It made sitting around bare-naked in a strange basement all the less strange. Despite everything that happened today, he took comfort that his friends were still the same people he knew all along. "PIZZA TIME!" Bryan's voice called from the top of the basement stairs. A hearty cheer erupted from all of the boys. Ollie saw that Uncle Jamal and Bryan's father, Mister Thompson, or rather Frank as he had insisted on being called, were carrying two large serving dishes in each hand. Just like the boys, they were also buck-naked. Ollie noted the massive contrast between Uncle Jamal's massive black cock and the modest white one between Frank's legs. They flopped around as the two men carefully descended the stairs and into the basement area. They deposited their cargo onto the large low table in the middle of the rec area. All twenty-five boys immediately crowded around the table. Their mouths watered as they looked at the delicious-looking pies. A constant chatter rose amongst themselves. "Oh wow!" "Is this homemade?" "That's big!" "Bigger than your cock, that's for sure" "Fuck you!" "We still got plenty more baking in the oven," Frank said with a proud smile. "So go on ahead and polish these off while we go get more," he added while gesturing at the trays. "Hey Bryan, did you tip the delivery guy?" Kaden called out, a mischievous smile played on his lips. The birthday boy turned to look up at his father. He shared a meaningful smile with the man standing beside him. He then looked back to the group with a wicked grin. Bryan made an exaggerated gesture of smacking his lips and patting his belly at the same time. "Yep, sure did!" he answered. A chorus of laughter and catcalling broke out among the boys. Oliver realized Bryan just made a joke about giving his own father a blowjob. Though how much of it was a joke is up for debate. Frank then ruffled his son's hair with a wide smile. That's when Ollie felt a twinge of jealousy. Bryan and his dad had this sense of comfort and freedom to be who they were with each other. It was completely different with Ollie and Papa. Sure, he loved his father and he knew Papa loved him too. But there just seemed to be an invisible wall between the two of them. Somehow he always felt his father was just a little bit out of his reach. And he hated that, despite all of his smarts, he couldn't figure out how to close that gap. "Alright, ya lil brats, don't just stare at it," Uncle Jamal's chuckle brought him back to his senses. "Hurry up and dig in before they get cold!" he went on. All the boys surged forward at that in a chaotic free-for-all. They each grabbed a slice of the pizzas, with some coming up with half or two pieces of the same pie. Each platter was a half-and-half. Each topping is intended to cover a wide variety of tastes. With twenty-five hungry boys grabbing at the same time though, it was hard to tell who was getting what. Ollie was no exception. He made a wild grab between his naked friends' outstretched hands. He got away with a pretty big slice too. But then his happy smile fell when he realized what he got. There on his hand was a big slice of Hawaiian pizza, with salted ham and pineapples generously sprinkled on top. His mind recalled his conversation with Mark before Flavio pounded his ass to oblivion. His lips curled with the sheer irony of it all. He turned to catch Mark's attention. The little blonde boy nearly spat out his mouthful of beef and green pepper pizza as he burst out laughing. Ollie growled his disapproval at his reaction. He turned his attention back to the pie at hand. Half of him wanted to throw it away out of pure spite. Papa though told him that wasting food was unforgivable. He bit his lower lip before he finally relented. Ollie took a big bite out of pure spite. He figured the sooner he got this over with the better. That was why he was so surprised to discover that the slice tasted amazing! The saltiness of the ham and cheese was a perfect pair to the sweet and sour taste of freshly cut pineapples. It was delicious from start to finish, and Ollie wolfed it down in seconds. He then caught Mark's eyes again. The little blondie smiled his way. He was watching him as he gave Ollie a thumbs-up. He felt a little sheepish about being caught liking something he thought he would hate a second time. Of course, his boyish pride would never allow him to admit Mark was right not once but twice. So he stuck out his tongue at Mark in response. The blonde boy's laughter though told him he saw through his facade. More pizza was sent down to the basement to be devoured by the ravenous boys. A pair of water coolers filled with the same special lemonade from before also made their way onto the basement table. Ollie noticed that this time around even boys like Trevor and Philly were chugging down the stuff like they were regular lemonade. He too found he had no problem going for a second cup. He could feel a good buzz going in his mind. He also noticed the rest of his pals feeling its effect as well, as they once again sat around in a semicircle. The conversation they had also changed in nature. Before the lemonade, they were talking about typical boyish subjects such as video games and online videos. After a couple of cups, they shifted to porn and X-rated jokes little nine and ten-year-old boys wouldn't dare share with any adults. Ollie even joined in with a crass joke about a priest and two altar boys. That got everybody part laughing and part squeezing their hard dickies. "Ya havin' a good time so far, Ollie?" Bryan plopped down next to him. Ollie noticed the birthday boy was a bit wobbly. By his count, this was Bryan's third cup and more than a few sips of lemonade. "Is the best birthday party ever, Bry," Ollie slurred his words. His head swam from the booze but he still felt good. "Would you believe I almost missed out on it `cause of a dumb boner?" he gave a wry grin. "Whaat?" Bryan gave an amused chuckle, "That's dumb!" "Heh, yeah. I do dumb stuff a lot," Ollie gave a small grin. Yet there was something off in his smile. Something that is not rooted in happiness lingered in the boy's chest. "Pretty dumb for a poindexter, right? Heh heh. Dumb," he trailed off. He wasn't sure what came over him. Maybe it was the alcohol. Maybe it was this intimate nudity with his friends. Maybe it was this whole bizarre birthday party. All he knew was he felt like baring it all when he blurted, "I wonder if Mama left us because I can't stop being so dumb." "Oh," Bryan said. He sounded like he instantly picked up on what he was saying. Ollie knew he would. After all, the only two mother-related news in their entire school were Bryan's mom's passing and Ollie's mother leaving him. There's no way nobody in class wouldn't have picked it up. "Ollie, I didn't mean to-" "No, it's okay," Ollie cut Bryan off. "Papa gave me the talk already. I get it. It's fine," Ollie bit his lip. The sweetness of the pineapple pizza was gone. There's only bitter sadness now as he rambled on, "It's fine. I get it. Mama didn't leave because she thinks I'm dumb. I'm just dumb for thinking I'm dumb. I mean, yeah, I do dumb things too, like pretending I got better things to do than go play with you guys when I really don't. All because I was scared someone might find out about my dumb boners!" "Ollie," Jeffy gave a concerned tone. He inched closer to Oliver's other side. He placed his hand on the bespectacled boy's shoulder to offer his support. "I just felt so dumb now for keeping it all in," Ollie's voice cracked. The dam was bursting. Dollops of tears dripped down his eyes. They stained the boy's glasses as he went on, "Now I felt so dumb for even telling you guys this! Today was supposed to be about Bryan, but look at me being all dumb and saying dumb things! You had it so much worse than me, Bry, and I came to the party to, to make you feel better. But now I'm being dumb and telling you all about my dumb problems. I'm sorry! I'm so sorry for being so dumb!" "Please don't say that, Ollie," Philly spoke up. "You're not dumb. You're the furthest thing away from dumb," his kind tone offered some relief. "That's right," Mark nodded, "If you can keep up with me and Bry when we pull a fast one on you, then you can't possibly be dumb." "It's not dumb to say what's bothering you," it was Kevin's turn to speak next, "So it's okay to let us know what's on your mind." "And don't think you have to hold anything back on us either," Liam said with a nod. "Yeah, man," Kaden added with an uncharacteristically calm voice, "I mean, you saw us naked and way, WAY more! You don't gotta hide anything from us anymore!" "We're your friends, Ollie," Trevor held the boy's hand, "We'll always be there for you." "Just let it out," Bryan went in for a hug. Ollie could feel his wet lips on his cheek. "It's okay," he went on, "Take it from someone who knows best; you'll feel so much better afterward." "I, I," Oliver could feel the floodgates opening. A burden was lifted off his chest. Their kind words and gestures got to him and he let out a heartfelt wail, "I don't want anyone to leave me anymore!" The waterworks were uncontrollable. The boy sobbed for the first time in what felt like forever. He honestly could not remember the last time he had a good cry. He wasn't even sure he cried when Mama kissed him goodbye. But he knew he was going to remember this one. He felt his friend's arms draped around him. They held him tight and whispered words of encouragement. He felt warm. He felt safe. And so he cried some more. He also felt more than eight pairs of hands patting and comforting him. Looking up he noticed that other boys had caught wind of his circumstances. All of them offered their gentle hands and warm bodies to hold him close and comfort him. These were the same boys whom he judged to be immature on the playground. Little children who were beneath his precious maturity and intellect. Yet here they were to offer him their unconditional compassion when he needed one. That made him feel guilty for judging them too harshly. Worse, it made him cry even more. So he did, sniffling and sobbing until he couldn't anymore. Oliver then felt Bryan's wet lips on his cheek. The bespectacled boy turned to see him gazing deep into Ollie's eyes. "You know what?" the brown-haired boy smiled, "I'm glad you told us about your dumb problem. `cuz now I know how to make you feel all better." He then felt Bryan's hand moving down his body and cupping his dick. Ollie turned his snot-and-watery mess of a face to Bryan. The brown-haired imp had a tender smile on his face. Perhaps the gentlest he had ever seen Bryan for as long as he knew him. The moment felt strangely right, so he did what he felt was right: to reach out and return the favor. Oliver was not surprised that Bryan was already pretty hard. He cupped the birthday boy's dick much to its owner's delight. The whole mood of the group hug shifted as he did. The caring embrace of all the boys around him turned into something far less innocent. Kevin got behind him to rub his naked torso against Ollie's bare back. Trevor guided his hand down to make Ollie fondle the long-haired boy's loins. Meanwhile, little Mark snaked his head down to Ollie's chest to find his teat. The little imp started suckling on Ollie's right nipple while pinching and playing with his left one. "Ohhh, hnnnh, uhhh, unnnhh," Ollie's gently moaned. His quivering voice joined a similar chorus of groans from his friends and classmates. The mass of warm bodies both comforted and aroused him to no end. Hands roamed everywhere. Pink dick knobs poked him all over. The collective weight of his pals' bodies pushed him down. He fell to the floor under a pile of gyrating slim hips. The smell of their boyish musk was a constant presence in his nose. Ollie couldn't tell who's who anymore. He was lost in a forest of tangled, velvety smooth nine and ten-year-old boys' limbs. He could only feel rather than see. Mark's wet suction on his teat was incredible! It was only made better when a second mouth joined in. Whoever the kid was, he was a pro. His mouth sucked like a wet vacuum on his raging dickie and taut balls. "Aah!" Ollie let out a surprised gasp. The vacuum on his crotch slurped and smacked along his modest length. Ollie shuddered with delight. He pumped his hips to bump his groin at the anonymous boy's nose. At the same time, another unknown boy's pink slim pickle with an exposed red knob flopped onto his nose. Ollie figured he should pay the favor forward. He craned his neck to accept the offering into his mouth. Somewhere in the pile, a grateful little boy whined with delight. SMACK SLURP "Aah! Ohhh!" SLURP SQUICK "Yeahhhh suck it!" SMACK SMACK "Hmmhh?! Mpphmm!!" "Aahhh!" SLURP SLURP "Ffuuuuck duuudde!" "Aahnmmmhh, hmmmnnhh!" SLURP SQUICK SQUELCH "Aawwwh! Annghhh!" SMACK SLURP SLURP "Awwhhh shiiiittt!" Twenty-five high-pitched groans of pleasure filled the room. Loud smacks and slurps escaped from twenty-five pairs of pink little lips. The crisscrossing heap of undulating pink and tanned arms, bodies, and legs blocked Ollie's view completely. His other senses on the other hand lit up like Christmas lights. He could feel his friends' hands stroking his dick. He felt their fingers dance on his balls. He reveled in their mouths sucking his teats and kissing his belly. Their slimy tongues worshipped his body in unison. For his part, Ollie used his free hand to find a hard dickie in the pile. He wrapped his fingers around the pink wood and jerked it off. Its faceless owner let out a delighted cry. The act gave him thrills enough for Ollie to pursue the high. He turned his attention to the boy he was giving a blowjob. The boy's pale ass quivered and was left unguarded. He used his other hand to find the anonymous boy's anus. The loose pucker felt warm to the touch. It did not resist much when Ollie slipped three of his fingers inside. "Oohhmmmmphh! Mmmpphh! Mmpphhohhh!" came the fingerbanged boy's muffled groans. Something must've rammed down his throat since Ollie heard him sputter and cough. The anonymous boy relaxed the more Ollie jabbed his prostates. Soon he humped and bumped his taut little balls against Ollie's nose to demand more of his attention. The bespectacled boy was more than happy to help a friend out. He slurped and lapped up the twitching pink morsel like it was the most delicious wiener he ever had. That's when Ollie felt the lack of attention in his lower regions. He couldn't see what was going on down there from where his friends pinned him down. But he could feel something hot and fleshy tightly enveloping his dickie. He gasped when he realized it was another boy's anus. The unknown boy bounced his velvety mounds on his dick with vigor. His anal muscles milked Ollie's cock for all he was worth. "Mmmhhaaahhhh!" Ollie threw his head back. He felt something the size of a baby carrot slipping up his pooper. Another anonymous boy had found use of his lower regions. The velvety baby carrot felt good up his hole. It had enough reach and curve to tease Ollie's prostates. Of course, it can't compare to Donnel's delicious cock and Flavio's savory fuckstick. What the anonymous boy lacked in length and girth he sure made up for in spirit. He pumped in and out of Ollie in rapid strokes. The tip of his dickie teased Ollie's sweet spot each time he plunged deep inside. Ollie's senses were on overload. The heat of the unknown boy's anus drove him wild. His prostates tingled like crazy. His bare skin felt so good rubbing against so many naked boys fucking and sucking each other. Their moans filled his ears. Their whimpers were neverending. All around him were yips and yelps of deep satisfaction. They sighed as a nearby pal offered their mouths and asses for sweet release. Ollie too did the same. He craned his neck and devoured one of the three cocks dangling over his nose. "Ohhh awwwwhh nnnghh yeahhhh suck it!" came the satisfied groan of the dick's owner. Ollie recognized that voice anywhere. There was no mistaking Philly's tone when they'd been friends for so long. He was always so sincere and rarely ever had anything bad to say about anyone. To hear a textbook good kid like Philly moaned like a ginger bitch in heat got a rise out of him. He wanted to defile him. He wanted to taint him. Ollie wanted to make Philly say even nastier things than he already had. So he jabbed four fingers into his pal's poopers repeatedly. And Ollie got his wish. Philly started moaning even louder. His quivering voice spewed a litany of gibberish. "Ummmh! Unnnhh!" SLAP SLAP SLAP "Haampphh! Mmmphh!" SLAP SLAP SQUICK SQUICK "Ohhh! Ohh nnooohhhh! Ohhhhh!" SPLAT SPLAT "Aahh! Imma cummmm!! Aaannhhh!" SLAP SLAP SQUICK SPLURT SPLAT "Awwwhhh gawwwddd! Awwwhhh!" Twenty-five drawn-out whines rose up from the pile of undulating flesh. One by one the sexed-up nine and ten-year-olds found desperate release. Warm bodies shook against one another. Hard dicklets twitched inside wet willing mouths. Anuses flexed and unflexed at a rapid pace against immature hard-ons. Each boy in the pile came to a very bumpy dry climax. Ollie was no exception. The quivering anus milked his hard cock like a machine. The baby carrot up his butt plunged deeper. Ollie knew there was no way he would last any longer. He let out a muffled moan on account of the boycock in his mouth. Delicious tingles rushed up and down his spine. The baby carrots in his ass and mouth twitched wildly. His companions had reached heaven at the same time he did. He could feel the entire pile tensing up before relaxing little by little. The anonymous owner of the dickie he had in his hand was the last to cross the finish line. The dick thrusted forcefully into Ollie's fist. The pink pickle poked out several times between his thumb and forefinger. It then stopped before it shook and shuddered. Clear sticky jizz leaked out from the exposed piss slit. A moan of happiness could be heard from somewhere in the pile. Ollie gasped and panted along with the rest of his friends and schoolmates. The heat was unbearable. The stench of boyish musk and sweat invaded his nostrils. Yet for the first time in a long time, he felt content. He felt far more content than he had ever been. More than that, Ollie felt happy. Happy that he was not, in fact, alone. "Daaaayum!" a distantly familiar voice interrupted his afterglow. "Lookit all them pile of choice white meat!" it went on with a chuckle. Ollie recognized Donnel's good-natured laugh anywhere. In fact, there were more voices to follow. All of whom he was deeply familiar with. "I think you put too much of the stuff in the pizza," Flavio's voice sounds mildly amused. "No," the boy heard Uncle Jamal's reply, "I think I've put just enough." A wry grin was on Ollie's lips. Of course, they've spiked the dinner with something! This party would not have gone this wild if they didn't. Ollie then heard the sound of a camera shutter snapping. Rashaun's deep voice then proudly announced, "Now dat a one fi di family album." "Frame that shit up and put it on a fucking wall," it was Doctor Reed's turn now. Ollie could almost see the elderly man grinning wide in his mind. "Okay, you little horndogs!" Uncle Jamal's voice was accompanied by two claps of his hands. "Get yourself untangled and get ready!" he went on, "The real party is in less than fifteen minutes. So get your butts in gear and come on over!" `The real party.' Those words milled about in Ollie's head. What could they possibly have set up to top what's been happening so far? He could feel the excitement in both his chest and his nuts. The rest of the pile seemed to agree. One by one the naked boys shifted their tangled limbs loose from one another. Each boy crawled and clambered before raising themselves up from the pile. As more boys left the pile, Ollie could finally see who was where and what they were up to. Philly blushed and smiled at him while lying across his chest. Bryan grinned as he sat impaled on his modest cock. Kaden was right behind him, slipping his cock out of his hole before he gave Ollie's shoulder a gentle squeeze. Jeffy, Mark, and Liam picked themselves off the pile to stretch out a little. Kevin and Trevor were the last pair to dust themselves off. Ollie saw they were still making out with each other even when they looked fully spent. Bryan's anus twitching on his crotch caught his attention. Ollie saw the imp watching his two pals make out intently. Bryan also absent-mindedly pinched and stroked his cocklet as he did. The hunger in his eyes was palpable. Ollie couldn't figure out if they were out of jealousy or longing. A second round of calls was made by the naked adults. Ollie and Bryan untangled themselves to rejoin the pack. He then noticed that the adults had brought the backpacks they'd arrived with today with them. The murmurs among the pack told of some confusion. While the normal boys didn't see anything wrong with packing sleepover clothes, the Speedo Boys thought it was odd. They knew full well they would be naked for the entire weekend. So why bother packing extra anything? Ollie stood and listened as Uncle Jamal took the reins. The tall and handsome black man gave everyone present the blow-by-blow. While he did, a mischievous grin dawned on each one of the rosy-cheeked nine and ten-year-olds faces. Each one of their once limp cocklets now grew hard and stiff. Ollie couldn't believe what he was hearing and feeling right now! He caught the eyes of Philly and Kevin as well as his other non-Speedo Boys school pals. Clearly, by their boners, they were as excited about this as he was! "So you want us to put on a fashion show for the guys who came here for the first time," Kaden summed up the black man's explanation. "More or less," Jamal nodded, "As in less fashion and more show." "Kinda like those clubs downtown?" one of the boys called out from the back. Ollie instantly recognized what he was talking about. It was the ones with the neon signs of giant naked women. Papa always asked him to close his eyes whenever they drove past. Even so, he couldn't resist sneaking a peek once in a while. Ah, if only Papa knew! "Yeah, the one where your mom met your dad," another boy called back in a cheeky tone. "Fuck you!" the first boy indignantly huffed. "Maybe later," the second boy shot back to the uproarious laughter of everyone present. "Alright, alright," a smiling Jamal clapped his hands twice to bring the boys back into order. "Show's starting soon," he went on, "If you can't think of a good outfit or don't bring anything but a change of clothes to go home in tomorrow, come see us and we'll sort you out. Now get crackin', kiddos!" All of the boys went for their backpacks at Jamal's signal. Ollie did the same too. While he still felt lost at first, he soon figured it out thanks to the Speedo Boys. They were all dressed up to get the men who saw them riled up. Shirts with missing pants. Socks, shoes, and plastic watches but no clothes. Just swimwear and the puka shells around their ankles. All the choices were ones that the normal boys would never dream of wearing in a million years. That's why a good lot of the normal boys took up Jamal on his kind offer. Ollie and his other pals crowded Jamal, Doctor Reed, Rashaun, and Donnel for clothing advice. The men did not disappoint. It only took them less than fifteen minutes to get all twenty-five boys sorted out. Each one walked away with a grin on their face. They preened and twirled around in front of the Love Nest's mirrors to admire their new look. "This...feels weird," Ollie muttered. Naturally, he went to Donnel for advice. He came away wearing just his shorts, suspenders, glasses, bowtie, knee-length socks, and black shoes. Ollie's walnut brown hair was combed back to the usual style he would wear to school. The absence of his shirt, vest, and undies made him aware of his fair skin and babyish features. The feel of his zipped-up but unbuttoned shorts and suspenders digging into his bare shoulders felt strangely arousing though. "You're telling me," Kevin twirled around in his baggy red-and-black camo tank top with nothing else. "I look like my kid bro when he's not in the mood for pants," the tall ten-year-old chuckled. He did another twirl and a laugh. Ollie could see Kevin's hard dickie wagging along as he did. "Hey look, twinsies!" Liam called to Kevin. Ollie turned to see he too was dressed the same way. His baggy tank top though came in a red-and-black camo pattern. And there was another difference. One that Kevin was quick to point out. "Ahh, you chickened out!" Kevin pointed at Liam's crotch, "You got your speedos on!" "What? I didn't chicken out!" Liam puffed his chest. "Doctor Reed said it's called `teasing'," he went on, "You gotta get `em to want to look what's inside." Kaden then barged in on the conversation. "Then you might as well keep that on for the night," he grinned with one arm around Liam's shoulder. "That tiny baby dick ain't turning no heads anyway," he finished with a chuckle. "Give it a rest, Kay," Liam sighed while rolling his eyes. "And what the HELL are you wearing?" he asked while giving the dark-haired boy the once over. "Oh, these?" Kaden unhooked his arm from Liam to proudly gesture at himself with his thumbs. Kaden was wearing a pair of dark leather armbands, a leather jacket left completely unbuttoned, and a black banana hammock around his loins. On his ears, Ollie saw a pair of clip-on earrings shaped like the male symbol. The whole ensemble felt so unreal! Ollie couldn't believe anyone, much less a boy his age, would have the stones to wear them! "This is how a REAL man's supposed to look," Kaden proudly smiled. Ollie noticed that he was the only one who did. The rest of his pals just gave him the stinkeye. All, that is, save for one impish little blonde who rejoined their group with a mischievous grin. "A real BAD man," Mark jumped in on the conversation. "If someone came at me wearing that, I'd call the cops!" the impish little blonde flashed his pearly whites at Kaden. "Oh shut up, twerp!" Kaden shot back. He landed a light punch at Mark's upper arm followed by the gang's laughter. Ollie joined them. No matter how much of a handful he can be, there's no denying that he's one of the mood-makers of the crew! Ollie also noticed that Mark was the most dressed among them. The short little blonde had on a blue-and-white sailor outfit with the wraparound ascot on his neck. He had blue short shorts and a pair of black shoes with white socks. It was as if he stepped out of the pages of those old-timey adverts! Ollie was even half-expecting him to pull out an oversized lolly to complete the look. "Didn't know you own clothes like these," Ollie commented after giving Mark a once-over. "My mom likes to dress me up for Sunday brunches," came Mark's reply with a shrug. This little discovery somehow put Ollie at ease. He realized he wasn't the only kid in school whose parents had a retro thing going on. He also realized there was plenty that he didn't know about Mark. In fact, he's learning a lot of things he never knew about in the span of this one long afternoon. "Man!" Kaden's exclamation broke his reverie. Ollie saw that Kaden's wide smile was directed at Mark. "If only your mom knew what you've been doing in those clothes, Mark!" the dark-haired boy guffawed. "Whaaaaat? I'm just a cute innocent widdle boy," the bowl-cut blonde imp dialed up the baby-speak. He placed his index finger on his lower lip and blinked his eyes rapidly. "I don't know what yew talkin' about, mistah!" he gave a gap-toothed grin that was half innocent and half coy. "If you're innocent, then I'm president," Jeffy giggled. He stepped up to the crew wearing his bright blue onesie. It was adorned with penguins and snowflake patterns. Ollie couldn't help but wonder if this was something he slept in or a costume prepared by the adults. Jeffy had always been a little immature, but would he still be immature enough to sleep in a onesie? "Gasp!" Kevin gave a mock horrified tone, "Mister President! You shouldn't go out looking like that! Whatever will the voters do!" "I know what they can do," the wavy-haired boy giggled again. "They can kiss my ass!" he exclaimed as he turned around. Ollie saw that Jeffy's onesie had a butt-flap for butt-related businesses. Right now, they were completely unbuttoned. The flap swayed as he wiggled his hips. His pale ass jiggled along with each thrust. The crew giggled their approval as Jeffy mooned them. Ollie realized then that Jeffy had no plans of ever buttoning up the flaps for the rest of the night. "You're gonna catch a cold if you don't button up, Jeffy," Philly stepped up to the group. Just like the other former normal boys, he wore an oversized hockey jersey with no pants. Instead of any sports team's logo though, the long-sleeved jersey was emblazoned with a red cartoon mushroom. As another cheeky reference, the name "MARIO" was printed in large white letters on the back. Ollie noticed Philly's remark sparked a kind of twinkle in Jeffy's eyes. It was the same one Bryan had when he gazed at Trevor. A playful yet naughty kind of look, and filled with hunger and longing. He watched Jeffy place one arm around Philly's shoulder and answered, "Not if I can get someone to warm my behind." His other hand went down to Philly's groin. The smaller child stroked the ginger boy's groin before adding, "Whaddya say, `Mario'? Wanna jump down my pipes?" Philly's response told Ollie how much the party had changed him. The old Philly would've recoiled in terror over the blatant groping. The new one just giggled while returning the favor. "Well, only if you bring me good `mushroom'," he grinned at Jeffy. The taller boy palmed his shorter friend's package through the fabric of his onesie. The sizable lump on Jeffy's crotch told Ollie he loved the attention. "Hey guys, does this look, uh, okay?" came Trevor's voice. All the boys present turned around to gaze his way. For the third time today, Ollie could feel his eyes nearly shoot out of their sockets and shatter through his glasses' lens. The long-haired boy arrived in a very thin black silk negligee. The see-through material perfectly accentuated Trevor's slender hips and soft feminine features. The sharp contrast with his visible hard dickie made him look all the sexier. Ollie could feel his dick throbbing with strong desires for the boy. Judging from the looks of the rest of his pals, he knew he wasn't alone. "Whoa, Trev!" Kaden gasped. The stiff banana in his hammock throbbed as he did. "That's...wow!" Liam practically drooled at him. His absent-minded hand went down to his crotch. The ten-year-old squeezed his dick through his white Speedo, his eyes filled with longing. "Do I look weird?" Trevor blushed. Ollie knew he was well aware of his pals' leering gaze. Somehow he got the feeling that Trevor didn't mind them at all. "N-No way!" Mark shook his head. This was the first time Ollie noticed Mark having trouble speaking up. Guess not even he was immune to Trevor's new charming self. "Hey hey HEY! Eyes up here, ya animals!" Bryan announced his arrival to the group. He was clad in nothing but a white silk thong. The front of the thong had gold sequins in the shape of Superman's logo. Ollie could see its resemblance to the underoos Bryan wore in "B's Cherry." The thong looked far more expensive than the underwear he wore in that video though. Ollie couldn't help but wonder if there was some sort of significance to the skimpy-looking innerwear. "Isn't Superman supposed to be the good guy?" Mark intruded on Ollie's train of thought. "Because you're sounding like a bad guy right now," the blonde imp grinned at Bryan. "It's SuperBOY, so no, I don't gotta be good," the birthday boy gave a smug smile. He posed like the fictional hero with his fists on his hips. "And Superboy says no one better be looking at Trev funny or they're getting an eye laser blast to the dick!" he went on. "Where did you get those clothes, Trev?" Ollie asked out of pure curiosity. "Bryan gave it to me," Trevor replied. "And where did you get that?" Liam pursued. "Used to be my mom's," Bryan wrapped his arms around Trevor's girlish hips as he did. "Dad still has a lot of her old clothes up in his room," he added after a quick beat. A sudden hush fell among them. Bryan though was quick on the uptake. "It's fine, guys," he assured them, "I asked my dad and he said it's okay." He then brought Trevor around with both hands. The two boys were now face to face with one another. The sequined bulge on Bryan's thong made contact with the see-through lump on Trevor's crotch. The brown-haired boy then openly humped his long-haired companion. "Besides, I'm sure mom is happy to know someone cute like Trev is putting her old stuff to good use," he went on, gyrating his hips while looking deep into Trevor's eyes. "Oh, heh, thanks Bry," Trevor smiled with a deep blush on his cheeks. "You're welcome," the birthday boy grinned, "But if you really wanna thank me, you know what you gotta do, right?" Trevor gave a small nod. He then leaned forward to lock lips with Bryan. Their kiss was deep and very passionate. Ollie thought it was equal parts sexy and sweet. He couldn't help but wonder if he could kiss the one he loved just like that. He wondered if the one he loved would even let him. Uncle Jamal's voice telling them to gather around interrupted their moment. Ollie saw Trevor was reluctant to leave Bryan's lips. The group then rejoined their friends and classmates. As expected, Trevor got plenty of catcalls from the other half-naked boys. Bryan growled at each of them like a rabid guard dog. All of them laughed along until the men called the boys to order. Doctor Reed then revealed a low table with twenty-five red cups filled with alcoholic lemonade. There was also a small bowl with plenty of small clear pills inside it. All the pills looked like they contained white sawdust inside them. He then saw Uncle Jamal step up behind the table. The handsome black man gestured towards the cups of lemonade with one hand. "Liquid courage," he alluded. He then gestured at the bowl of pills. "Vitamins," a grin played on his lips when he did. There was snickering among the former board shorts boys. Ollie joined them as well. He appreciated the humor of falling for something so obvious the first time around. After everything that happened, it was the best stupid mistake he has ever made. There was no hesitation this time around though. All twenty-five half-naked young boys took one pill and popped it into their mouths. They chugged down the hard lemonade like old hats. The cups were empty in no time at all. Strangely nothing happened this time around. Ollie could only feel the buzz from the spiked lemonade. He looked around to notice he wasn't the only one. Even the Speedo boys like Kaden and Jeffy looked at each other with a baffled look. "I didn't feel a thing," Bryan gave voice to what they were all thinking. "Oh don't worry, boys; give it some time and you'll feel it," Jamal winked at them, "It'll work even faster the more you move around. So when you boys get called out there, really give 'em a show and get your reward!" Those words lingered with Ollie as Jamal moved on to where the naked men. He then talked to them and gave them their instructions. Ollie noticed that among them was Donnel. The handsome teen noticed he was staring at him. He flashed his pearly whites at Ollie and gave him a little wave. The bespectacled boy returned the smile and wave. He felt his heart swell and his dickie throbbed. He longed for Donnel's muscular body pressing against him sometime again tonight. Once they were done with their talks, all the men save for Jamal marched out of the room one by one. Jamal told the boys to wait in the Love Nest until they were called out. Ollie took this opportunity to calm his nerves by mingling with his pals. As time went on, he could hear more and more voices beyond the partition. The baritone voices of adult men and cracking sopranos of teenagers were mixed among the murmurs. Were more of them coming down to the basement? It came to a head when the murmurs became louder. The voices roared when the sound system came to life. Ollie heard Donnel's voice through the speakers. He announced that tonight's festivities were about to begin. There was a loud round of applause and catcalls from beyond the partition. Ollie turned to look at his friends. All twenty-five of them were positively bewildered. Even some boys with the puka shell anklets like Liam and Kaden looked nervous. "How, how many guys did you say are gonna be here?" Kaden peeped at Jamal. "I didn't say," the handsome black man grinned. "Relax, guys," Bryan spoke up, "Jamal knows what he's doing." Despite his confident tone, Ollie knew Bryan was putting on a brave face. He had his arms around Trevor and held the long-haired boy tight like a safety blanket. Somehow this puts Ollie a little more at ease. If the tension can even get to Bryan, then his nervousness is plain old normal. He looked around to see Kevin, Philly, and the rest of the gang thinking the same thing. The look on their faces told him as much. "And now, on with the show! Give it up for the birthday boy and his friends!" Donnel's voice blared through the speakers. It was followed by a loud house music blasting through the sound system. The real party is starting. All the boys looked at Jamal who smiled at them. "That's your cue, boys! Have fun!" he grinned. There was a moment of hesitation before Bryan and Trevor led the charge. Then the puka-shelled boys shrugged and followed their leader. Finally, the former normal boys looked at each other. They knew it was too late to back out now. Ollie decided to bite the bullet and made the first move. He and his pals exit the partition in an orderly single file. The bespectacled boy stepped out of the door to a cheering crowd of men and young teens of every shape, size, and color. They were all seated around a semicircle area that seemed to be the stage. All of them were naked. All of them had a dick in their hands. Ollie could feel their eyes upon him and his pals as they stroked and stroked. He could sense their hunger. Strangely it made him feel a little excited. The normal boys made their way to rejoin the puka shell boys. They were all dancing for the audience's amusement. 'Dancing' was a rather generous term for some of them though. It looked more like they were goofing around instead. Some of the boys in white puka anklets were more experienced though. They shook their limbs and swayed their hips at the crowd. Ollie noticed that even Mark was no exception. The little blonde boy shook his tush around in stark contrast to his innocent boyish charms. The men were practically drooling over the dancing boy in the sailor's outfit. The words Ollie caught them saying between the loud house music beat confirmed it. "Goddamn...hot...boy!" Ollie caught the first fragments. "...bury...face...those buns!" another one replied. His eyes were transfixed on Philly. The man also licked his lips while touching himself. "Fuck...bounce him...my dick...!" growled yet another big burly man. His perverted gaze locked on Ollie. "Calm...Jamal...wait...signal," yet another man piped up. That last part piqued Ollie's curiosity. He didn't have much time to dwell on it though on account of Jeffy. The wavy-haired kid got in front of him. He pressed the front of his blue onesie onto Ollie's crotch. He could feel Jeffy's package throbbing against his loins. The bespectacled boy sighed with delight while Jeffy placed his hands on his ass. He followed his lead and placed his hands on Jeffy's buns. His ass was bare, sticking out of his onesie's open butt-flaps. They held each other close while grinding their loins. "Come on Ollie, let's give `em a show!" Jeffy grinned and stuck out his tongue. Ollie was more than happy to play along. The two lapped up each other's tongues. They twirled and suckled on each other. Ollie gave a sideway glance as he did. The men and teens looked at the two like they were prime meat. They stroked their drooling cock while breathing heavily. The show was getting to them. Somehow Ollie loved the idea. He enjoyed holding sway over the perverts' undivided attention. Another quick aside glance revealed he and Jeffy weren't the only ones who had this idea. Each of the puka-shelled boys was now paired up with at least one former normal boy. Liam got behind Kevin to grope him, showing off the tall boy's boy's twitching erection to the audience. Kaden happily twerked his butt onto Philly's groin, grinding his buns against the boy's hard-on. Bryan was, of course, paired up with Trevor. He dropped any pretenses of dancing as he made out with the long-haired boy. His left hand slipped down his see-through negligee. He was openly groping his pal while their lips locked onto one another's. "HAANNGGHHH!!" a loud moan caught Ollie's attention. He recognized Mark's high-pitched squeal anywhere. He saw the little blonde nine-year-old hugging another nine-year-old boy close. Both boys were down on their knees and cheek-to-cheek. Their breaths were in short gasps. Their bodies shuddered. Their eyes closed. They held each other tight while their faces turned a bright shade of pink. The bowl-cut little sailor then pulled away a little. He gazed deep at his new friend. There was a hunger in his deep blue eyes. One that was reflected on the other boy as well. Mark then craned his neck and locked lips with him. He furiously humped the front of his sailor pants against his partner's bald loins. The boy did not resist. He even returned the favor. Both of them now loudly slurped and smacked while slamming their crotches against each other's. "NNGGGUUHH!!" it was Kevin's groan that caught Ollie's attention now. He saw his tall friend doubling over with Liam hunched over his back. From the looks of it, Liam fared no better than Kevin. The two taller boys gyrated their bodies while face down on the floor. Liam's hand was still jerking off Kevin. He stroked up and down at a rapid pace while humping Kevin's exposed ass. The tall boy mewled his appreciation. His groans of satisfaction were complimented by Liam kissing the back of his neck. "Kev!? A, are you oooOOHHHH!!" Philly's concern was interrupted by his reaction. He fell back to the padded floor mattress with Kaden in his embrace. "Wha, what wasAAHH! HHNNNHH!! NNNHHH!!" Kaden groaned with eyes wide and mouth open. The same mystery affliction that plagued the other boys got to him. He looked down on Philly's gasping face. He then dove down to kiss him hard. His hands slipped under his oversized jersey. His nimble fingers danced on Philly's jutting pink teats. Ollie witnessed the pairs of skimpily dressed young boys fall over one by one with a loud squeal. Each one was taken over by a sudden turbulent desire and couldn't hold themselves back. Even the more experienced boys were down for the count. He could see Bryan fell on top of Trevor to ferociously hump his feminine frame. The long-haired boy looked as red as a lobster. He returned the favor and kissed the birthday boy even harder. "UNNNHHHH!" Ollie let out an involuntary groan. He felt a thump in his chest and a surge of tingling sensations from his loins. They raced up and down his body. They made his body feel so hot and his skin incredibly itchy. "Oohhhh! Unnnhh! Hnnngghh!!" he heard Jeffy whine in his ears. The boy in his embrace arched his back. His action imbalanced the two of them and they fell into a heap. That did not stop Jeffy from humping Ollie. His lying on top of Ollie only made it easier to smash his loins against Ollie's crotch. Ollie felt the heat intensifying. The bespectacled boy could feel the fire in his belly growing. The itch made it all the more delicious. He pushed up with each of Jeffy's downright thrusts. Soon he was matching every plunge Jeffy made. Ollie moaned as their balls slapped against one another. His heart thumped like a drum. He wanted more of Jeffy! So much more! Ollie's mind was filled with Jeffy and he failed to notice his surroundings. He was only aware that he had an audience when a man removed Jeffy from on top of him. He didn't have the time to protest before another man pressed his burly body against his. Happy to have a fresh patch of nude skin on him, Ollie went back to humping his loins against the man. "AHH!" he gasped when he felt the man licked his face and neck. "Nnnh nnhhhh hnnngh!" he whimpered when the man trailed his tongue to his jutting boyteats. The bespectacled boy yelped over how sensitive his senses had become. He arched his back when the man sucked his nipple. He shook his head when the man pinched his teats. He almost lost it when the adult man teased his nubs by pinching it with his thumb and forefinger. "God you're so hot!" the man spoke in a throaty voice. Ollie's senses were so jumbled he wasn't even sure that was his real voice. He couldn't even get a good look at the man. All he could tell was that he was neither black nor Latino. Everything else was a blur of white flesh. That suited him just fine. He didn't need to know who he was. He just needed what he could give him. And what he gave first was his tongue shoved down Ollie's mouth. "Mmmpphh mmmhmm mmmmaahhmm mmmh!" Ollie moaned as their tongues dueled. He closed his eyes and savored the slimy appendage. He felt the man's hands on his body. First, they caressed his bare chest. Then they went down to his unzipped shorts. His nimble fingers pulled the zippers down slowly. Ollie then felt cold air on his throbbing dickie. The man had freed his aching hard-on from its confines. "HMMPPPHMMM!!" Ollie whined louder. He felt the man knead his balls and jerked his kiddie cock. He was rough. He grabbed his family jewels like he was about to rip them off his crotch! "HMMMHH! MMMMHPMM MMMHHH MMMHHMM UMMMMHHH!" the boy's complaints were silenced by the larger male's lips. Yet the longer the man tugged and pulled the better it felt. Ollie could feel the tingles in his taut balls. They started to contract to signal his impending climax. He couldn't believe how much he was enjoying the rough treatment! Yet his dickie throbbed anyway, twitching violently to try and shoot out seeds he was far too young to produce. Only after he shook and shuddered violently did the man relented. He broke off their kiss and let go of his still throbbing cocklet. Ollie's vision was bleary. He couldn't be sure, but he felt like the man was smiling at him. "You want my cock, boy?" came his throaty voice again. It sounded like he was all riled up. He started undoing Ollie's suspenders and sliding his shorts off of his scrawny legs. All without waiting for his reply. Ollie didn't mind at all. He knew there was only one answer he could give. "Yyyesss," Oliver whispered. He was now naked save for his socks, bowtie, and glasses. "Yess, puhleeeze, I need it!" he went on. His body felt all wired up. A horrible empty feeling spread from his hole to the pits of his stomach. He wanted nothing more right now than to be plugged up with something big. The bigger it was the better! Judging from the size of the man's cock, he was about to get his wish. "If you want it, you gonna have to ask nicely," the burly white man said. He rubbed his veiny fat dick with his hand. It was now all slicked up and glistened under the low lights of the basement. It was also hard and throbbing, ready for him to ride on. Ollie raised his legs to his chest. He willingly spread his ass and stretch out his hole. The tingles were unbearable! He gave the man a dazed look. "Please, fuck me, Papa," he said in a trembling voice. "`Papa', huh?" the man chuckled. "Yeah, I like that!" he added as he hunched over Ollie. The boy could feel the fat knob resting on his pucker. It then plunged deep into his anus in one smooth go. "HHUUUUNNNNGGGHHHH!!" the bespectacled boy threw his head back. The cock was not as massive as Flavio's. It did satisfy his hunger to be plugged. The curved shaft filled up every inch of his rectum. The knob felt snug and tight against his sweet spot. Ollie could feel his once-soft dickie once again going rock hard. It throbbed and pulsed against the man's bare abdomen. "Hnnf, hnnh, papa's gonna put a baby in ya, boy!" the man growled. He lifted himself off Ollie a little. His dick followed suit. Ollie feared the shaft would pop out of his hole. Lucky for him, he felt it plunged back down to give his immature prostate a sharp jab. "HHAAAUUUUUNNNNNGGGHHHHH!!" Ollie threw his head back again. His glasses were now askew. His tongue lolled out like a dog in heat. The man started to slide his cock back and forth inside his canals. Ollie's hard dickie slammed repeatedly against the man's lower abdomen. His heart thumped a million miles a minute in his tiny chest. "Urghh, unff, y-you're gonna give BIRTH, huff, to your own BABY BROTHERS!!" the burly man huffed and puffed. With each word, he pumped even harder and faster. His fat knob pummeled Ollie's sweet spot with each thrust. The tingles were overwhelming the boy's senses now. "HNNNGGGAAAAAHHHHHH!!" the boy arched his body up. The man's thrusts were far more forceful now. He slammed his pelvis against Ollie's perky buns. Ollie's dickie flailed to the rhythm of his furious thrusts. He couldn't stand it anymore! Ollie's hand reached down and seized his dick. He jerked himself furiously while the man assaulted his ass. "Huff, hunnh, hungh, a-and then, hnnghh, IMMA FUCK `EM TOO!" the man's filthy talk was almost delirious. He seized Ollie's slender hips with both hands. The boy could feel himself being pulled in repeatedly. The man's cock plunged even deeper. It jabbed and jabbed at his prostates with wild wild abandon. "AAHHH!! AAGGGAAWWHHH!! AUUHHHHHH!! OOOUHHHHHH!!" Ollie lost all control of himself. He shook his head from side to side. His glasses slid further down his nose. Beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. His senses were on overdrive. Fireworks went off in his brain. He gripped his dickie tighter. He furiously jerked off his tiny wood. He was desperate for it, whimpering and whining for that sweet release. "AND YOU'RE GONNA WATCH!!" the man roared. SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP!!! Ollie's eyes rolled to the back of his head. The wet sound of skin slapping against skin filled his ears. His brain was all jumbled up. The fierce assault on his hiney sent shivers down his spine. The man knew what he was doing. Obviously he wasn't the first little boy to ride his veiny, throbbing cock.. "HMMH!! HMHH! TAKE IT! TAKE IT, BOY!!" the man growled like an animal. Ollie could feel his legs violently swaying up in the air with each sharp thrust. He could feel one of his shoes was about to come off. The moment the man howled in triumph was the moment Ollie's shoe flew clear across the room. Ollie could feel the cock contracted in his belly. Warm, thick fluids flooded his guts. The boy whined as he savored the seeds in his rectum. He loved the feeling of being stuffed full of a man's cream. He could feel his taut balls tightening. He too was very close. He wanted nothing more than to cum with the man's cock lodged up his hiney. Unfortunately for him, the man did not share his sentiments. Ollie could feel the cock in his ass withdrawing with a wet slurp. The dick's absence caused the empty feeling to return. He groaned in frustration. He was so close! Fortunately, there was no shortage of men who wanted a piece of his sexy ass. The moment the first man left him, another immediately took his place. His large brown body enveloped Ollie's small frame. His beefy arms held Ollie tight. His massive cock slid into his hole with zero resistance. It stirred the first man's seed in his rectum with loud slurps and schlorps. "AHH! YESSS!" Ollie gave a lusty cheer. The second man spared him the dirty talk and got down to business. His long shaft pumped deep into his hole. His bulbous knob tickled his sweet spot. Ollie savored the delicious fullness he felt in his belly. The cock felt so big he could almost feel it going up his throat! "UNNHHH!! UHH!! UHHH!! HNNUUHHHHH!" he grunted to each of the man's thrusts. His whole body was dripping with sweat. His nostril took a whiff of the man's natural scent. It was so musky and manly. It felt so good to be trapped underneath his warm burly body! The brown man then scooped Ollie into his big beefy arms. He lifted the boy off the sweat-drenched spot on the floor mattress. Ollie hooked his arms around the man's neck. His short legs barely wrapped around the man's waist. He knew he was in for a wild ride. The man did not disappoint. He rammed his cock deeper than it had ever been. Ollie threw his head back in joy. His glasses flew off to parts unknown. The delicious tingles were driving him wild! The man pumped his ass with vigor. He could feel the last man's seeds getting fucked out of him in rapid spurts. Ollie bounced happily on the man's lap. His hard dick throbbed and throbbed. The man then sat down on a nearby couch. He flipped Ollie around while pumping up his guts. Now Ollie had a clear view of what was happening in the room. Even without his glasses, he could still catch glimpses of the perverted acts the men and teens subjected his friends and classmates to. And it made his dick throb even harder! Kevin was on all fours on the floor mattress. His eyes were closed and his mouth was open. His sweat-soaked tank top hung around his neck. A muscular Latino man was behind him. He pumped the tall boy's ass full of fat brown cock with wild abandon. The man's large hand gripped Kevin's slim hips while fucking him. His other hand gripped a handful of Kevin's hair to yank his head back. The tall boy didn't look like he was resisting. From the way he lolled his tongue, it looked like he was enjoying the rough treatment. Another Latino man walked up to Kevin's face. This one had Liam impaled on his cock facing outward. The way he held Liam's arms back made the boy look like a bird taking flight. The man pumped his hips to ram his cock up Liam's ass. He then aimed Liam's hard cocklet into Kevin's open mouth. Kevin dutifully clamped his lips and noisily slurped on the pale stalk. The brown-haired boy yelped while his man continued to fuck his ass. If Liam wasn't on cloud nine before, his loud squeals told Ollie he sure as hell was now! Right beside them were Kaden lying on top of Philly. Ollie saw his two classmates sixty-nining with each other. A big black cock was buried in each of their pale asses. The two burly black men the cocks belonged to were fucking their asses ferociously. Kaden had lost his leather jacket. He was only his black banana hammock. The sexy underwear was displaced to allow the massive black cock to ram into his butt unimpeded. Dollops of sweat rolled down Kaden's bare torso. They trickled down onto Philly right underneath him. The ginger boy bobbed his head on his pal's pale throbbing Slim Jim. He whimpered from time to time when his man gave a sharp thrust into his porcelain pooper. Still, neither boy neglected their duties. Kaden and Philly lapped and slurped on the other's noodles while their man powerfucked their asses. Mark was on the far side of the rutting foursome. The sly imp had lost all of his clothes save for his sailor hat. He got paired up with a middle-aged man with graying hair. The man was on his back with his hands behind his head. Mark copied the man's pose while facing him. He sat upright and impaled himself on the man's massive cock. The little blondie slammed his ass again and again. The look on his face was delirious. His eyes rolled back each time he bottomed out. Often he would gyrate his hips before going back to bouncing up and down on the slicked, glistening cock. Mark was actually enjoying getting his tight little anus destroyed. The noises he made told Ollie he was into it. The noises! The constant shouts and squeals! They were so loud they cut through even the loud house music playing in the background! Ollie's mind reeled as the whimpers and whines of his friends and classmates reached his ears. He thought he had seen everything the men could offer with the birthday games. He was happy to be proven wrong. Ollie licked his lips while he savored the massive log ramming up his guts. Soon his howls joined the heartfelt cries of the many little hairless boys vigorously violated around the room. "AAHH AHHH AAAAHGGHH!" SLAP SLAP "YEAH TAKE IT BITCH!" "UNNGGHHH UNGGHHH UNNGGHHH!" SMACK SMACK "AOOWWHH!! OOUHHH!!" "YOU LIKE IT SLUT!?" SLURP SLURP "HAAMMPPH MMPPH MMHPHHAAAHH!!" SCHLORP SCHLORP "FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" "JESUS!!" SLAP SLAP SMACK SCHLORP "AAUGGHH AUNNNGHHH MOMMMYYYYY DADDDDYYYYYYY!!" The shapes and silhouettes around the room told him everything he needed to know. The men bent and twisted him and his little friends to their every whim. Playground pals were lined up and fucked against the walls. Classmates were bent over couches to be fucked furiously. Friends were pinned down under burly men fucking their upturned butts. Brothers were spit-roasted side by side between two muscular bodies. Yet not a single one looked like they wanted the sweet torture to end. All twenty-five little nine to ten-year-olds looked like they were having the time of their lives. Their once-innocent young faces were desperate. Their unbroken voices begged their assailants to defile their bodies even more. "AHHHAAHAHHH!!" Ollie's whine rose ovdf the chorus of wails. He could feel his man's thrusts growing sharper. The boy's body involuntarily bounced along. Shivers ran up and down his spine. He threw his head back and lolled his tongue. His dickie throbbed hard. The earth-shattering dry cum felt so good! "Awww ffffuck!" the stranger hissed. Ollie could feel his cock throbbing in his anus. A flood of man-juices rushed up his rectum. They mixed and joined with what was left of the previous man's love frosting. The depths of his love tunnel felt so full! He leaned back to rest his weary body on the man's sweaty chest. The man cuddled him and played with his sweaty nipples. To Ollie's surprise, he found his limping dickie once again rose to the occasion. The man seemed to notice to as he gave a little chuckle. His brown hands did not attempt to touch his throbbing little tool though. Seemingly answering his wish, Ollie then felt a pair of hands fondling his cocklet and undeveloped balls. Ollie looked up half-expecting yet another big burly man ready to plow his anus into oblivion. He was therefore surprised to see a thirteen-year-old ginger boy staring down at him. He knew there were teenagers in the audience when he and his pals danced before. He just didn't expect to come across one so soon. "Up for some fun, lil' guy?" the naked, curly-haired older boy smiled. He was naked and had a defined body only a young athlete would have. There was a tuft of orange peach fuzz on his pubes. His modest pale cock glistened with clear fluids. Probably a trophy from a freshly fucked kid. Even so, there was no mistaking that look behind his hazel eyes. Even when he asked Ollie politely, Ollie knew that he wouldn't take no for an answer. That suited the boy just fine. The fires in his belly had no intentions of turning down anyone tonight. He weakly nodded and the ginger boy grinned. He reached under Ollie's arms to lift him off the reclining man. The adult's dick left his hole with a loud "Schlorp!" Jizz trickled out his hole and down his leg. The redheaded teen then held him close. He planted a kiss on his little lips. Ollie opened his mouth to welcome the teen's tongue. Their slimy appendages dueled in his mouth while the older boy felt up his hole. Ollie could feel the rounded knob of a cockhead press against his opening. It passed the loosened ring and settled against his sweet spot in one smooth go. He whimpered against the teen's mouth. He hooked his legs around the older male's waist. Soon he felt himself bouncing on the teen's cock. His bushy pubes tickled Ollie's bare ass. Ollie was in heaven once again. The teen then quickened his pace. Ollie could feel the juices of the previous two men spurt out of his hole. Each time the teen pumped up, more of the love frostings squirted out. The older boy's thrusts were fierce. What he couldn't give to Ollie in size he sure made up for in vigor. Ollie felt a little dizzy. The heat rose to his cheeks. His belly felt so ticklish. There is a constant itch in his ass that was so deliciously scratched by this teen's cock. The teen then laid Ollie down on the floor mattress. He unhooked his legs to bring them up to his shoulders. Then he pumped his hips even harder. Ollie was now seeing stars. The slim cock went past his sweet spot. The bulbous knob now felt like it reached up to his belly. He felt so deliciously full! The sensations made him involuntarily break their kiss. He and the teen instead whimpered and groaned face to face to one another. "Ohhhh...hnnnhhh...aahhhhh...hannnghhh!" they shouted together. The teen was fucking him with wild abandon. His cock poked all over the boy's most hidden depths. Each time the ginger teen slammed down he could feel it reaching even deeper. Ollie closed his eyes and licked his lips. Getting fucked like this was not so bad. He didn't feel like an overstuffed turkey at least. "Nnnffff, hnngghh, n-now I know, unnggh, why Bronte, uggh, likes doing this, mmhh, ughh, to me so much, hnnggh, nnggh!" the ginger boy huffed and puffed. He then leaned forward to take Ollie's tongue again. Ollie dutifully slurped and smacked against the teen's full pink lips. He loved how eager the teen fucked his ass. It was fierce, yet caring and gentle. It made him feel wanted the same way Donnel made him feel special. "AHHHHH!!" both Ollie and the teen suddenly yelped. The teen's cock started jabbing his hole like a piston! It fucked and fucked his hole like a jackhammer! Ollie looked up to the teen in delirious confusion. To his surprise, the ginger teen looked as bewildered as he was. He was arching his back and lolling his tongue while he pumped into Ollie. It was like he was no longer in control of his own body. Ollie soon found the answer when he felt added weight shifted around on top of him. From behind the teen a muscular black man peeked over his shoulders. He had a clean-shaven face and pearly white teeth. The way he was perched behind his new friend suggested he was fucking him up the ass. That in turn forced his playmate to fuck Ollie with renewed vigor. The man looked down at Ollie with a friendly wink and a playful smile. He casually greeted Ollie without once stopping to thrust into the ginger teen. "I see you've met my sweet little Russell here," the man chuckled. "What's your name, sexy?" he went on as he kissed the teen he called Russell on his neck and cheek. "Hunnff...unnfff...unngghh...O-Ollie...unnhh...unnhhh!" he managed to groan. Ollie felt Russell's dick throbbed deep in his belly. The thrusts were far more deliberate now. It was obvious Russell was no longer in control of the fuck. The curly-haired ginger shuddered several times more. He then weakly turned to his side to regard the newcomer. "Ahhh! Ohhhnnoooh! B-Bronte! Not like this! Unnghh unnhghh!" Russell whimpered. His voice quivered. Ollie knew what he meant. They were both feeling really good right now. It was so good that they could barely form any thought at all. "You know the rules, Russ," the man he called Bronte calmly replied, "Your ass is fair game too." "I, I'm not-" Russell started. "Now shut up and fuck!" Bronte growled. He then gave one hard thrust into Russell's ass. That in turn hurled Russell forward into Ollie's ass. "AHHHH!!" "HNNNNGHH!" Ollie and Russell both howled at the same time. Bronte did not let up. He positively pummeled the ginger kid's ass. That made Russell lunge forward into Ollie. The forceful thrusts assaulted his sweet spot. Tingles of pleasure crashed against his mind like tidal waves. Pinned down under the combined weight of the teen and man made him feel so turned on. Ollie vocalized his approval with joy. He was joined by Russell's howls of delight and Bronte's filthy talk. The sound of wet skin slapping against skin was peppered in between. "AHHH OHHHH AHHAAHHHH AOOOWWWWHHH!!" SMACK SMACK SLAP SLAP! "Yeah boys, scream for Daddy!" "UNNGHH UNNGHHH UNNNHHHUUHHH UNNNHHHH!!" SLAP SLAP SMACK SPLURT SPLORT!! "Hrrnnngh, hrrnngghh, who's my favorite slut?!" "OOHHHH OOWWWHHH MMMMMEEEEEEEEKK GGHHHH GGUUUHHHH!!" Ollie then felt Bronte scooping both him and Russell into his arms. The muscular man lifted both boys up into a bear hug. Bronte then bounced both Russell and Ollie up and down his crotch. Each time the teen slammed down on Bronte's cock, Ollie bottomed out on Russell's dick. His eyes fluttered with joy. His brain was turning into mush. His ears were filled with Russel's continuous whines and Bronte's filthy pillow talk. Sweat drenched his naked body. Some of them were his, while the rest dripped down from Russel and Bronte. His body tingled so good! There's no way he could last any longer! "UNNNNNHHHHHH!!" Ollie let out an involuntary whine. His dick twitched violently against Russell's belly. His anus contracted rapidly to choke out the pale log lodged up his pooper. Russell in turn whimpered and shuddered. Ollie felt Russel's modest load sprayed his innards. They joined the seeds of the previous two men swirling up his nine-year-old guts. They didn't feel as much as the other two loads. But they were warm and made him feel happy all the same. Bronte slowed down and hissed while Ollie and Russell twitched in his embrace. Ollie wasn't sure if Bronte just came in Russell's ass. The muscular man looked a bit spent. And yet, he was still rocking back and forth against Russell's back. It almost felt like Bronte was holding back. Like he had bigger plans for the night. Bronte then knelt back down to deposit the sweaty boys onto the floor mattress. He carefully pulled Russell's cock out of Ollie while still keeping the young teen impaled on his own. Russell was visibly drooling now. He looked so out of it when Bronte leaned back on his haunches. Ollie saw the man rotate the teen so now he was facing him. He planted a deep kiss on the ginger boy's lips. A passionate act that Russell returned with weakened fervor. "Thanks for giving my Russ here a good nut," the man smiled when he pulled back from Russell's gasping mouth. He ruffled up Russell's sweat-drenched hair and added, "Bet your lil' ass is just as sweet, but I gotta take care of Russ properly first. See you soon, lil' cutie." Bronte then stood up with Russell still impaled on his dick. He then bounced the older boy onto his massive ebony log as he walked away. Russell let out a low moan of delight. He tightened his grip around Bronte's neck and waist. The muscular black man petted the sweaty redhead as the pair went on their merry way. Soon Russell's gasps and groans joined the choir of his friends and playmates. Their cries of joy echoed from every corner of the basement's darkness. Darkness! Ollie just realized that the basement was nearly pitch black now. Some dimmed lighting and a few disco lights illuminated the space. Several silhouettes of men fucking young boys were visible to him. Everything else was shrouded in darkness. There was one spot where he could see everything though. It was at the center of the room, where a spotlight shone down from the rafters. And what he saw there made his dickie twitched! "Oh...oh crap..." he whispered. In the middle of the room, under the glaring bright spotlight, Ollie saw the birthday boy himself. Bryan was suspended in midair from harnesses and a sling draping down from the basement's rafters. The brown-haired boy looked like he was squatting but vertically. He had so many leather straps restraining him that he could barely squirm. Each time he did, the chains that secured the harnesses would clink and jingle. And there was plenty of reasons for them to clink and jingle right now! Bryan's exposed ass seemed to serve as a warm invite for any horny pervs. Right now, that horny perv was Flavio. The big burly Brazillian stuffed his cock to the hilt. It stretched Bryan's hole obscenely. The man pistoned his hips in the same furious way he did with Mark and Ollie. Instead of howling in pain though, Bryan was moaning and mewling like a bitch in heat. "HAGHHH AAHHH AOOOWWWHH UNNNHH YESSSSSS FUCK ME FUCK ME FFFAAAGHHH AAHHHH!!" Bryan's howls reached Ollie's ears. That was no small feat. They had to cut through the loud house music. They had to rise past a myriad of other similar cries of joy across the basement. Ollie couldn't help but feel his hole twitching with longing. The itch in his gaping maw felt unbearable. On and on Flavio worked on Bryan's ass. The man then tensed up and threw his head back. Ollie knew he was flooding Bryan's ass with his seeds. Dollops of the stuff squirted out of his hole. The boy's anus gaped wide when the man pulled out. More of the Brazillian's love frosting rushed out of his hole. Ollie wondered just how many have fucked Bryan that night. Then he saw Bryan's father, Frank, take his place behind his friend. He thought at first he was going to fuck Bryan. But what he did next was so much more shocking! Frank inspected Bryan's gaping, cum-drenched hole. He then made way for another muscular black man Ollie didn't recognize. Bryan's father then dutifully lubed up the man's big black cock. He stroked the shaft until it glistened under the spotlight. He then guided the massive snake into Bryan's hole. The massive mast sank into the pale quivering ass in no time. Frank helped by parting Bryan's cheeks for the cock to better invade the ten-year-old's hole. Ollie was mesmerized. Bryan's father had helped a stranger violate his son with his own two hands! It felt so wrong, yet at the same time sexy hell! So mesmerized was he that he didn't notice Rashaun approaching him. He only realized the Jamaican was there when he felt his weight on his back. The man's large body draped over him completely. Ollie grunted when he felt the man's cock slipped into his ass. His hole was so loose now that he barely felt any discomfort when the man bottomed out. "Something caught yo' fancy, sweet batty bwoy?" Rashaun purred into his ears. Lying flat on his belly made it difficult for Ollie to look up at the man. He was certain that the dreadlocked Jamaican man had a smile on his face though. He always does when he comes over to have fun with Ollie. "Wha...whas'happenin' to..." he trailed off. The delicious tingles overwhelmed him. The slow-stroking cock in his bussy made him feel too good to speak. Still, Rashaun managed to pick up what he was saying. The man answered the boy as he gently plowed into him. "Yuh bwoy a get `spanked'," Rashaun's purred sexily in his ear. "One fi every year of fi him life," the man added. He also added a few slow, deep thrusts that tickled the boy's sweet spot. Ollie gasped as he continued to stare at Bryan getting fucked in the sling. Or `spanked', as Rashaun called it. While he never experienced it before, Ollie knew what a spanking was. And this looked nothing like he imagined it to be! Chalk it up to this wild and crazy birthday party to upend everything he thought he knew. Or how sexy he thought of it. "But neva mind him! You wan'see something wild, bwoy?" Rashaun chuckled. Ollie didn't feel like he had a choice. Indeed, Rashaun didn't wait for his answer as he pulled Ollie into his arms. He then lifted the boy while still balls deep in his ass. Ollie was now upright in the air in Rashaun's powerful embrace as the man stood up on his feet. His feet dangled uselessly when the man walked. With each step he took Ollie bounced on Rashaun's dick. Ollie could do nothing but surrender to his whims. Rashaun fuck-carried him amidst the darkened basement. Ollie saw glimpses of bodies dancing on the floor, on sofas, and against walls. Each one was a man fucking a little boy under them. Some were so small that you could only see their limbs underneath their men. Tiny hands clawing on sweaty large backs. Skinny legs flailing over broad glistening shoulders. Cute flushed pink faces peeking over men's shoulders, eyes closed and mouths open howling with joy. Ollie's cocklet twitched hard each time he passed one of the fuckpiles. He couldn't help but feel a rush watching his friends and classmates getting violated so thoroughly. Rashaun carried him to a semi-circular couch. There was a gathering of three muscular naked black men there. Each had a child on their lap happily slamming their perky buns onto their bushy pubes. Ollie immediately recognized Philly, Trevor, and Jeffy on each man's lap. A look of intense lust was on their faces. Their eyes look unfocused though. Their lips curled into a goofy grin. Even so, their asses never stopped bouncing on the three black men's cocks. Rashaun plopped down right next to the man fucking Jeffy. Ollie moaned as he felt the knob up his ass punch his sweet spot. He leaned back on Rashaun's chest and looked to his left. The man fucking Jeffy held a long plastic tube. It was connected to a strange-looking vase filled with smoke. The shape somewhat resembled a crude hookah. Ollie knew from his books that it was something Middle Eastern folks would use to smoke. He also knew that whatever was inside was nothing as simple as tobacco. Jeffy's man inhaled a massive amount of smoke from the hookah. He then turned to Jeffy and seized his mouth. Man and boy exchanged a very deep kiss. The smoke he inhaled most likely deposited into both of their lungs. Ollie watched the wavy-haired boy's body shake and shudder. It was as if a million volts of electricity was running through him. When the man broke the kiss, a cloud of smoke burst out of Jeffy's mouth and nose. The small boy coughed and sputtered a little. Then Ollie saw a wide grin dawned on Jeffy's face. He looked up to his man with rather unfocused eyes. Jeffy then planted his legs on the couch's cushion on either side of the man's calves. He went on to rapidly slam his bubble butt against the man's pelvis. His movements were desperate. His whines were loud. He was practically jackhammering himself onto the man's awaiting cock. Ollie couldn't believe it! It was like Jeffy had turned into a little fuck demon! One intent on stuffing the man's entire genitals up his hole! And all from just one single huff of that mystery smoke! "See that, bwoy?" Rashaun whispered. Ollie felt his tongue licking his ear. "Yo' bredren is a-gone fly!" The man went on and offered, "You wanna' gone fly too?" Seeing Jeffy and Trevor so happy at the ends of a man's cock made him so curious. Even Philly was now acting like a full-blown slut. The usually quiet boy had impatiently discarded his sweat-soaked Mario jersey and braced himself on his man. Philly had both hands on the adult's shoulders to better slam onto his cock. Rivulets of sweat flew off his bangs and forehead. He was practically delirious with his pistoning. His man even groaned and hissed out loud with delight, praising the boy with each downward thrust. Ollie chuckled inwardly. What is the point of even asking? The alcohol, the pills, the pizza, and now this! The course of this evening had been set for him! The itch in Ollie's ass was the clincher. He didn't care anymore. He just wanted to feel good. Ollie knew this. He knew he had to have it. He looked up at Rashaun with a weak smile. His meek nod sealed his fate. "Dat's a good batty bwoy!" Rashaun gave a wide, toothy grin. "Come, let's fly!" he announced. The dreadlocked man then took the plastic pipe in hand. He inhaled a good amount of smoke before holding his breath. He then craned his neck to lean into the boy. The man was flexible enough to reach his mouth despite their size differences. Ollie opened wide and locked lips with him. A rush of smoke filled his lungs. Ollie's body shook hard like a ragdoll. He could feel the smoke filling up his entire being. His chest was on fire. A sense of panic set in when he couldn't breathe. He coughed and sputtered violently when Rashaun broke the kiss. A cloud of smoke flowed from his mouth. He managed to recover and gasped some much-needed air. Rashaun then tilted his head up again. The man clamped his mouth over Ollie's lips to deliver a fresh batch of smoke. This time Ollie felt a lot lighter than before. Sure, he still coughed and sputtered. But he felt much more relaxed as a haze of warm comfort enveloped him. He even allowed the burning sensation to linger a bit longer in his lungs. When the last batch of smoke clouds left his mouth and nostrils, Ollie was giggling uncontrollably. He was imagining himself as a giant dragon. He was breathing fire onto the hapless villagers running away from him in terror. All while a daddy dragon stuffed his dragon cock up his dragon bussy. All the while Daddy Dragon praised him for being a good little terror. "You feelin' good, bwoy?" the dreadlocked man whispered. Ollie could feel him gyrating his hips. The cock lodged up Ollie's hole also twirled in response. It stimulated his nerves to no end. "Yyyyyeaaaaahhhh," Ollie sighed. His eyes were unfocused. His words slurred. The itch in his belly though got worse. It got him shaking his hips. He was starting to burn up. He wanted more! He needed more! He shook his hips in time with Rashaun's slow thrusts. "Fffuuuuck mmmeeeee, Rassshaaaaan," he drunkenly said. The words sounded so distant. It was as if they came from a different boy altogether. The Jamaican man chuckled. Instead of complying, he leaned back on the couch. He placed his hands behind his head and looked deep into Ollie's eyes. "G'won and fuck yo'self on mi cock, sweet batty boy!" he taunted with a grin. Ollie didn't need to be told twice. He braced his legs beside the man's thighs. He then raised himself off the man before slamming down on his bushy pubes. "Hnnoooohhhh," he groaned out loud. Electricity raced through his entire body. Every inch of his skin became so sensitive. Even a slight breeze made his stiff dickie twitch with delight! "Hnnnnghhh, hnnngghh, unnngghhhh," the boy gritted his teeth. He held on to Rashaun's shoulders to clumsily ride his throbbing black stallion. Memories of the musical chair game from before came rushing back. This time though it was different. This time he found it way easier to bottom out on the man's massive black log. "Haunnghh! Unnnghh! Unggh!! Unnngghhh!" Ollie pummeled his guts. He was slamming hard on Rashaun's nuts. He flexed and unflexed his anus against his pole. The itch in his hole was reaching down to his core. He desperately needed the man's pole to scratch it. "Ahhh! Nnnnhhhh, sssooo goooooddd! Hnnnhh! Hnnnnh!" Ollie whined again. He was now at top speed. He felt like he was jackhammering at the speed of light. His vision was getting bleary. He couldn't feel anything else but joy and vigor. Through his hazy view, he spotted Rashaun. The man's grin was a mix of pride and lust. The dreadlocked man took another hit from the pipe. He then kissed Ollie again to share in the smoke. Ollie shuddered with delight. The hunger in his belly grew. The itch in his ass was more pronounced. He thought he was squatting at top speed before. He proved himself wrong as he power-slammed himself onto Rashaun's big fat cock. "Now it's a party!" Rashaun's voice sounded distant in his ears. Ollie felt the man push him down onto the couch. He smothered him with his sexy muscular black body. His massive cock jackhammered into his upturned hole. Ollie mewled on Rashaun's sweaty abs. He was at the mercy of the big man. And he was loving every second of it! Rashaun twisted him around like a pretzel. One second he was on his back. The next he was up in the air. Then he was flat on his belly and face on the couch. All for the man to hammer his massive fuckstick into his poor abused hole. At one point, Ollie was between Philly's legs. He vacuumed his pal's cocklet with his mouth while Rashaun vigorously fucked his ass. Jeffy's man then joined in on the fun. He made the wavy-haired little boy tag-teamed Philly with Ollie without stopping to fuck him. Ollie slammed his nose against Philly's bald pubes. Jeffy suckled on the ginger's taut sacks. Both then French-kissed with Philly's dickie stuck between their lips. From the sound he was making, Philly had died and gone straight to heaven. Rashaun then broke up the threesome. While Jeffy's man pulled him away to get busy, the Jamaican man got wilder with Ollie. He seized Philly's cocklet and rammed it up Ollie's already overstuffed hole. Ollie was amazed that he could do it! His hole was now loose enough to fit both Jamal's cock and Philly's modest dicklet. The itch in his hole was now deliciously scratched. He hugged Philly tight while kissing his mouth. They whimpered while their man assaulted their holes without mercy. Ollie's senses were on overload. He couldn't even keep track of how he got from one fuckpile to the next. At one point he was lucid enough to find himself in a foursome. He was suckling on Philly's cocklet on the floor mattress. Philly meanwhile was busy vacuuming over Jeffy's throbbing little dickie. The wavy-haired boy in turn bobbed his head on Trevor's aching erection. The long-haired boy closed the loop by lapping up Ollie's hard-on. The foursome slurped and smacked their lips loudly. All the while the same four black men from before fucked their asses silly. At least, Ollie thought they were Rashaun and his pals from the table. He was far too blasted and far too horny to keep track of who was visiting his love tunnel. That's why he didn't question how he ended up on all fours under a handsome blonde teenager next. Or how his mouth was wrapped around another identical-looking blonde teen's cock. The twin blondes worked his holes in tandem. One cock pummeled his ass. The other pumped in and out of his mouth. Their thrusts were forceful and frenzied. Ollie realized that was because their threesome was a fivesome. While the twins spit-roasted him, they too have a black cock rammed up their asses. Each time their men lunged into their holes, the twins were hurled forward along. Their fuzzy pubes smooshed Ollie on both ends. Ollie didn't know how long he was under the twins and their men. He did know it was long enough for him to gulp one twin's load down his throat. After the other twin nutted in his ass, a big strong hand dragged him across the floor mat by the ankle. The unseen man draped his sweaty body over a quivering Jeffy, a sweat-streaked Mark, and two other nine-year-old boys quaking and shuddering from a satisfying dry cum. Ollie could feel the unknown man going to work. He tangled, twisted, and entwined all five boys' limbs to resemble a ball of sweaty, quivering flesh. He barely had time to question what he was doing when Jeffy squealed with delight. Then it was Mark's turn to howl with joy. He was followed by the two nine-year-olds one after the other. Finally, it was Ollie's turn when he felt an enormous meat tube pumping in and out of his guts like a machine. "AUUUGHH!! AHHH! OHHH!! UNNNHH!! NNNOOOOHHHH!" Ollie whined. The unseen cock pounded his hole. His whole body shook like a ragdoll. His crotch rubbed against the other four kids' stiffies. All five of them were hard. They all gasped and whimpered when it was their turn to get violated. Each time the cock left his hole, Ollie felt so empty inside. "OHHH! AHHH!! OOOOOHHHHH! UNNNGHH!! HNGGHHH!! GGUUUUHHHH!" the two nine-year-olds protested. Their flushed pink faces were feverish with bliss. Ollie realized the men must be fucking them two at a time now. He and Jeffy were next, squealing with delight at the same time over the cocks up their poopers. Then Mark joined in on their choir. Finally, the previous two nine-year-olds howled once again. Their entwined bodies shook and shuddered. Their arms and legs flailed uselessly. Ollie could feel the itch in his hole deliciously scratched when the massive meat tube stuffed him to the brim. "AIEEEE!! AAHHH!! SSTOOOPP! DOONNNN'T! SSSTOOOP!! UGGGGHHHHH!! HNNNGHHH!! HNNNGHH! HNNNGGHH! AAHHH! OHHHH!! OHHHGAWWWD!! AOOHHH!" All five of them harmonized their squeals. The unseen men fucked them with ferocious hunger. Sweat ran down their bodies like a river. Their velvety skins rubbed deliciously against each other. Ollie could feel the heat rising from his very core. His brain was a jumbled mush. He barely recognized his friends in the fuck pile. Jeffy drooled on his chest. Mark kissed his mouth. The two other nine-year-olds had passed out completely. The pile seemed just a bit too much for them to handle. His unfocused eyes wandered to his side. On the floor beside them were Kevin and Philly. His two friends were on their backs side by side. A dozen muscular men of various shapes and sizes piled onto them. They sucked the boys' dicks, chewed their taut balls, kissed their quivering bellies, bit their jutting teats, and pumped their asses full of cocks. Philly and Kevin's eyes rolled to the back of their heads. They looked like they'd died and gone to heaven. Two more men shoved their cocks into their mouths. Their flexing asses obscured Ollie's view of his pals completely. The rest of the night was a blur. Ollie's addled brain couldn't process the flurry of twisted limbs. He always ended up in masses of sweaty bodies somewhere. He was always surrounded by unbroken soprano howls and baritone roars of relief. Ollie bounced from one threesome to a foursome and even a fivesome and beyond. Cock after cock climaxed in his anus. Cum constantly flowed out of his gaping hole. Men, teens, and boys paid a visit to every part of his body. Somehow he always ended up back with his friends. He howled alongside Mark as they hugged each other while two burly men pounded their anuses. He gave Philly's tongue a workout when they kissed while their man fucked them on all fours. He vigorously sucked on Jeffy's dick as the wavy-haired boy did the same while savoring the girthy logs rammed down their anuses. He got adventurous with Kaden and Liam when the two fucked his ass at the same time. He squealed with delight when their knobs double-teamed his sweet spot. He slipped and slid between their sweaty bodies while they pumped into him. Kaden and Liam in turn squealed into his ears. The black cocks in their rectums guided their slippery fivesome. Ollie came to a thunderous climax between his friends' sweaty bodies. They too joined him when their man fucked them hard. The last thing he remembered was being back on the large couch. Ollie's ass was impaled on yet another muscular black man's cock. Mark and Jeffy were to his left whereas Kaden, Liam, and Philly were on his right. They too had a cock stuffed up their asses. Their sweaty bodies bounced to every upward thrust. Between their legs was the bobbing head of a teenage boy. The older boys slurped their aching stiffies like it was their last meal. Each of the older boys also had a muscular black man fucking their asses on all fours. Some pumped their asses with a vengeance. Some had their hands on their hair, coaxing the teens to eat out the younger boys with more fervor. All twelve pairs moved in unison. All their bodies were undulating with hunger. Ollie looked down to see Russell's familiar face. He lapped up Ollie's entire genitals into his mouth. A muscular black man hammered the pale teen's ass. He grabbed a tuft of Russell's orange hair at the top of his head. The fiend bounced the ginger teen's face repeatedly onto Ollie's crotch. The wetness of his mouth and the cock up his ass was too much for Ollie. His howls of joy joined the choir of his friends on either side of him. SLURP SMACK SLURP!! "AHHH OHHH!" SLURP SLURP SLURP! "AWWWWHHH YEAAAAAAA SUCKKK ITTT!!" SMACK SMACK SLURP SCHLORP! "OHHH UHHH MMOAAARRR UNGGHH!!" SLURP SLURP SMACK SCHLORP SLAP SLAP SLURP!! "AWWWW OWWWHHH GAAAWWHHH!! AAHH AAHHH AHHH!!" Ollie threw his head back onto his man's shoulder. His orgasmic bliss was explosive. Stars were twinkling in his eyes. His anal muscles contracted involuntarily. That sent the man fucking his ass right over the edge. With a guttural roar, he sprayed the walls of Ollie's anus with his seed. Warm jizz spurted out of his overstuffed hole. Ollie was swimming in a haze of drugs and immature kiddie cum. He lost count of how many times he had reached this blissful peak. He lounged around sleepily in the man's lap. He could feel his consciousness fading. Amidst bleary eyes, he could see Russell's previous partner Bronte. The man was climbing up the basement steps with Kevin still attached to his dick. The man hugged the boy tight, and Ollie couldn't help but wonder where he was taking him. He didn't have time to worry about that though. The man who fucked his ass lifted Ollie off his cock and set him down on the couch. He gave Ollie a quick peck on his sweaty forehead before standing right up. No doubt he was in search of a fresh boy pussy or a still-warm sloppy seconds. That didn't mean Ollie had time to laze about. Already a sweaty Russell loomed over him with a hard cock and a loopy grin. Ollie smiled and lifted his legs up to his ears. He knew that even if he fell asleep now, Russell won't stop fucking him. So he welcomed the teen's cock into his cum-soaked dilated hole. His consciousness faded even more when the pale dick bottomed out in his hole. Ollie wondered what kind of dreams he would have if he drifted off to sleep now. Right here, in the middle of the basement. Right in this room where all of his friends and schoolmates were vocally violated across the room. He figured there's only one way to find out. As Russell started settling for a slow and steady fuck, Ollie closed his eyes and drifted off to slumber land. The wails and squeals of his friends was his lullaby. The teens' gentle thrusts slowly rocked his body and carried him far away to the land dreams.