Date: Sun, 24 Mar 2019 18:34:30 +1100
From: thisotherdude123@gmail.com
Subject: Camerons feature films part 5

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Sunday 4:00pm

"I just got sucked off by a kid. I JUST GOT SUCKED OFF BY A KID!" Baxter
panicked.

"No, no it wasn't me it was Afro Dicknsack not me." Baxter thought to
himself.

"I had to do it. There was no other choice." Baxter justified his actions
to himself

"I mean its not like I enjoyed it. I was thinking of big tited ladies not
little boys."  Baxter continued to justify himself to himself.

Baxter drove across town and arrived at the old folks home just as Cameron
exited and walked towards the car with a limp and wincing as he walked.

"You have a goodnight Cameron. See you next week." Steven waved goodbye to
the youngster.

"See you soon Steven!" Cameron returned the wave and added a heart-warming
smile.

"Hey champ you ok?" Baxter asked his son as he had seen him limp in pain.

"Yeah I just...Um pulled a muscle in my leg." Cameron lied to his dad.

"Grandpa have you doing chores all day?" Baxter said as he pulled out of
the old folks home and made his way home to pick up Cameron's hockey gear.

"Yeah lots and lots of chores." Cameron nodded vigorously.

Baxter reached out and ruffled his son's hair which felt damp.

"You showered?" Baxter asked Cameron.

"Yeah I got all sweaty when I was doing the chores and I didn't want to be
stinky at hockey practice." Cameron shrugged.

Baxter continued to drive home to pick up Cameron's hockey gear and then
they quickly set off to reach the hockey rink in time.


4:26pm

"Ok we've made it." Baxter hurried Cameron out of the car and into the
local hockey rink.

Cameron ran through the front door and blow past the parents who had
gathered in the reception area to chat and make his way to the locker room.

Baxter remained with the other parents in the reception area and made small
talk with the other parents and watched as the children made their way onto
the ice and soon after the parents into the stands. The hockey practice
goes on for two hours so most parents chatted or looked down at their
phones very few watched the practice. Baxter would always watch the whole
practice as he use to play himself though he could only tell who his son
was as he had no interest in the other kids.

4:35pm

Cameron and another boy were late out of the locker room and skated out and
started to do laps with the other boys.

"BUZZ!" Baxter's work phone vibrated in his pocket.

Baxter took out his phone and read the text.

"Hey Bax sorry but you forgot a video this one was digital." His supervisor
texted him.

"Really? can it wait till tomorrow?" Baxter texted back.

"Sorry mate need it done by 6. You know how the boss gets if we leave these
things overnight."

"Fine." Baxter begrudgingly texted back and left his seat and grabbed his
laptop from his car.

Baxter had to think where was to safest place to watch the video.

"Well if I watch it in my car a passer-by could see me and think I was a
kiddy fiddler.  I can't watch it in the reception area as some parents are
still chatting in there. I could watch it in the stands if I sit at the
back and put my headphones in and keep an eye on Cameron...Yeah that's the
best choice."

Baxter made his way to the far end of the stands quietly and logged into
his computer and downloaded the file from his work's server.

Video

"Cameron's New Career."

The video starts by panning up Cameron's body showing what he was wearing
his was wearing running shoes, brown pants held up with a belt, his light
blue shirt tucked into his pants and with his collar perfectly straight. He
has a shoulder strap bag that carried newspapers and a paperboy cap atop
his head.

"Gosh! and Yipee! I sure am excited for my new career as a paperboy."
Cameron shouted as he walked down an empty street early in the morning a
smile plastered on his face in what appeared to be a shady neighbourhood.

Cameron walked up a driveway and onto a porch and gently placed a newspaper
on the welcome mat careful not to make a sound as he didn't want to wake up
the owner early in the morning.

The door swung open and an older man 65 years old ish thin gray hair as his
scalp was blading and grimy oily skin dressed in a heavily stained "white"
dressing gown.

"WHY YOU MAKING ALL THAT RACKIT?" The old man asked the frightened boy.

"I...I...I." Cameron stuttered the words came to mind but not out of his
mouth.

"I! I! I! YES YOU WHY ARE YOU MAKING ALL THAT RACKIT?" The mean old man
mocked and continued to yell at Cameron.

"I didn't make a noise honest sir I didn't." Cameron found his words but
still shook with fear.

"YES YOU DID I HEARED YOU STOMPING UP MY DRIVE WAY AND ONTO MY PORCH. AND
ONCE YOU GOT TO MAY DOOR YOU SMASHED MY PAPER ONTO THE GROUND!" The mean
old man continued to yell.

"No sir I did not." Cameron was scared but stood his ground.

"YES YOU DID YOU WERE EXTREMELY LOUD! YOU MIGHT AS WELL OF CRASHED A CAR
INTO MY HOUSE WITH HOW LOUD YOU WERE!" The old man continued to scream and
yell at the poor boy.

"Well I suppose there goes my tip." Cameron whispers to himself
sarcastically.

"A TIP? A TIP? YOU WANT A TIP! OH I'LL GIVE YOU A TIP!" the mean old man
grabbed Cameron and pulled him to the seat on his porch.

The mean old man dragged the scared boy who lost his footing and his feet
now slid behind him as he was pulled to the side of the porch and knelt in
front of the mean old man who had sat down on his porch chair.

The mean old man sat with his legs spread so Cameron could see underneath
the stained robe and saw a set of hairy balls and soft cock slumped atop
them surrounded by a large pubic bush. The old man's meat was unwashed,
slimy and projected a strong musk that overwhelmed Cameron nose and made
the boy's eye's water.

"Yeah boy get a whiff of that." The mean old man pulled Cameron face until
his was squashed against his smelly cock and balls.

The mean old man's cock hardened as he grinded Cameron's face into his
smelly crotch, his balls sweat coated the boy's face. The man held him
there so long that Cameron could taste the man's sent on his lips.

"MMMMPPHH! MMMMMM! MMMPPHHH!" Cameron screamed but was muffled by the old
man's balls.

"Yeah eat my balls kid. The mean old man laughed as he drove Cameron's face
harder into his sweaty sack.

The mean old man opened his robe and showed his gray hairy chest and man
boobs that sat atop of his hairy belly. His cock now 6 painfully stiff
inches he removed his hand from the boy's head and Cameron pulled back to
breath. After the boy gasped for air the old mean man pulled his head back
towards him and stuffed Cameron's mouth full of filthy old man cock.

"ARRGGHH! OORR! OORR!" Cameron gaged not because of size but taste the
man's cock was foul.

Cameron's face was pulled and pushed up and down on the dirty cock as the
mean old man pumped his cock into his mouth. Cameron pushed away but was
pulled further and harder into the stinky old man.

Without warning the mean old man pushed Cameron's head of his cock and
snatched Cameron's paperboy cap from his head and shot his old stinky load
into Cameron's paperboy cap.

"Here's your tip paperboy." The mean old man stated as he slapped the
spunky cap back onto Cameron's hair and watched as his load oozed down
Cameron's face and down the back of his shirt.

Cameron just stood and stared at the mean old man as smelly spunk dipped
down his face and drenched his hair.

"What you staring at boy clear off." The mean old man pushed the spunk
dripping boy off his porch.

"Morning neighbour." The mean old man waved at his neighbour as Cameron
walked down the street and handed the neighbour his morning paper as spunk
fell from his nose and dripped onto the Neighbour's lawn.

"What's wrong little one?" The neighbour asked kindly.

"He spunked me." Cameron looked up at the man as old man more spunk rolled
down his face.

"Ah the last paperboy had the same problem. That is until he learned to
tell the old man to turn his hearing aid down." The neighbour laughed and
walked back inside.

"Of course." Cameron now having learned his silly mistake slapped his
forehead with his palm and shook his head at his own mistake and felt the
old man seed dribble through his fingers.

Cameron continued to deliver papers in a montage as he threw newspapers at
door steps as old man cum flowed through his hair and around his face. He
continued on until he happened across a construction site and as he walked
past a friendly worker stopped him.

"Hey there kid can I have a look at one of them there papers." A large
Mexican man stopped the boy in his tracks.

The large Mexican man was wearing ripped pale blue jeans that gripped his
muscular legs and ass tight and a high visibility vest with no undershirt
which allowed him to showed of his brown skin and strong arms. Cameron
wasn't convinced by the man as something smelled fishy, besides the cum
that oozed down his face. Cameron reached into his bag and handed the man a
newspaper.

"Thanks little man. Now let's see." The Mexican man quickly flicked to the
sports section.

Behind Cameron another large Mexican man had snuck up behind the boy. He
reached out and snapped the bag's strap and all of Cameron's newspapers
fell to the ground.

"Oh sorry about that. Hey guys give us a hand will ya." The other Mexican
man yelled as even more Mexican men gather around the small boy.

They all agreed to help Cameron pick up his newspapers though they had no
pockets so each man stuffed the newspapers deep into their jeans and
gathered more and more until there were none let to pick up.

Cameron picked up his bag and went around to each man one by one and
retrieved all the newspapers. He had accidently touched all there cocks and
"accidently" fondled there balls as he did so as the newspapers were
stuffed deep into their underwear as well. He continued until he reached
the man who had stopped him in the first place.

"What's that on your face sonny?" The Mexican man asked.

"Oh this it's um...my tip." Cameron said hoping the man wouldn't notice the
cum running down his face.

"A tip huh? Well how's this for a tip." The Mexican man said as he undid
his jeans and his hard 8 inch cock flopped out in front of him.

"Not again." Cameron whined as he rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

"No a good enough tip huh? Well boys." The Mexican man nodded to is fellow
workers who also removed there pants and there large cock also hard ready
to give out tips.

Cameron turned to run but he was in a circle of naked Mexican construction
workers.  They tore at his clothes his neat blue slightly cum stained shirt
was torn off his pale body as the button flew through the air and fabric
was torn apart. His pants ripped from his sides and fell to the ground and
puddled at his feet. Now stood surrounded by naked buff Mexican men only in
his tighty whiteys, shoes and his paperboy cap they pounced on the poor
boy.

It was a race to see who got what hole first as hard brown cock swung
around and slapped of each other and Cameron's body and face alike until
some form of order hand been established.  The first cock in his mouth was
7 inches musky from a hard day labour. Three tongues competed for the
pleasure of tasting Cameron's anus and each man fought hard for the right
but in the end only one reminded the others went to his small hairless
balls and rock hard 4 inch stiffy. Another man hand the idea of taking off
Cameron's shoes and socks and sucked on Cameron's toes.

The tongue in Cameron's ass grow tired and withdrew but was quickly
replaced with a finger. Then another man added another finger as he munched
on Cameron's ball sack.  All this attention was too much for the poor boy
as he shot his load into a sucking mouth.

"MMmmpphhh." Cameron whaled as he came and his moaned were muffled by the
hard Mexican cock in his mouth.

This sent the first man over as he shot his load down Cameron's throat.

"CUT! CUT! CUT! What the fuck are you doing." The director screamed his
voice familiar to Baxter's ears though he couldn't quiet put his finger on
it.

"What?" The man who had shot his load into Cameron's mouth asked.

"You were meant to shot your load into the hat and put it back on his
head."

"Yeah but..." Was all he could say before the camera cut.

The scene resumed as normal though missing one man. The man who shot his
load into Cameron's mouth had disappeared and now with his mouth free
Cameron moaned like a whore.

"OOOOOhhh." He squealed as the 4 remaining men pleasured him now a third
man had slipped a finger into the boy 3 thick fingers of three different
men fuck his ass as his balls, cock and toes were sucked.

The man who was sucking Cameron stooped and moved over to to boy's face and
kissed the boy with passion as he played with Cameron's nipples. The man
who sucked Cameron's toes had stopped and now used Cameron's feet to rub up
and down his sweaty 8 inch cock giving himself a foot job with Cameron's
small feet. The man who sucked Cameron's balls was now responsible for both
the boy's balls and his cock. And finally between the boy's legs the
original Mexican man lined up his own 8 inch cock with Cameron's well
stretched hole and fuck Cameron the first man to do so...today.

"MMMmmppphhh." Cameron moaned into his kissers mouth as 8 hard inches slid
into his body.

"You like that boy?" The man groaned as he pushed as far as he could into
Cameron's tight ass.

"Yeah fuck me. AARRGGHH!" Cameron yelled as he pushed away his kisser and
came a second time his small load shot deep into his suckers mouth.

The man who had been kissing Cameron shifted until he stood above the sexed
up boy and squatted down until his ass was right in Cameron's face. Instead
of pushing the man away Cameron's hands seemed to spread the man's brown
cheeks and drive his own face into the man's hairy musky hole and rimmed
the man with enthusiasm as his own hole was being fucked.

"Oh fuck boy get the tongue up my hole." The man commanded as he sat on
Cameron's face and wanked his hard cock.

Cameron's face had now disappeared between the large brown ass of one of
the Mexican workers. As the other three men continued there assault on his
body. The man who was sucking Cameron's cock and balls felt left out as his
cock had not got any attention.

"Hey guys I need to get off to." He said in frustration as he watched
everyone else get their own pleasure.

"you can have his face I'm all...most...AARAGGHH FFFUUCCKKCKK!" The man who
sat on Cameron's face stood and grabbed the paperboy cap and shot his large
load into it.

The frustrated man quickly made his way to Cameron's face and stuffed his
needy 6 and a half inch cock into Cameron's mouth and skull fucked Cameron
into the dirty ground he laid on.

"Suck that fuckin dick slut boy." The man screamed as he pulled and pushed
Cameron's drowsy face up and down his very stiff cock.

"GULP! GULP! GULP!" Cameron's throat welcomed the intruder and swallowed
the man's cock with ease as the man thrusted hard into his waiting mouth.

"Fuck I'm gonna shoot." The Mexican man that was fucking Cameron yelled as
he pulled out and snatched the paperboy cap and wanked his 8 inch cock
which shot a load into the spunky hat.

"I'm next." The man who was skull fucking the now limp boy.

With great speed he thrusted his cock in and out of Cameron's mouth. The
cap was placed on Cameron's chest and soon the man pulled out of Cameron's
mouth but still attached to Cameron's lips with cockslime and pre-cum. He
aimed his cock downwards and shot his some of his load into the hat. The
rest of his cum landed on Cameron's neck, belly and puddled inside his
bellybutton.

This only let on man left who was fucking Cameron's feet with his 9 inch
cock. His cock was longer the boy's feet and loved the feeling of the
little toes and his cock grinded between the small feet.

"I'm cummin. I'm cummin." He repeated as he fucked his cock between
Cameron's feet.

His large cock shot a long distance load as the first shot land on
Cameron's face and hit his square on his forehead, the second shot on the
boy chin, the third went into the hat, the fourth landed on the boy's still
stiff 4 inch cock and fifth dribbled out and gather between the boy's small
toes.

The man leand down and took Cameron's toes back into his mouth and ate his
own cum of the boy's feet. He suck between each tiny toe until they were
pristine not a drop of his own cum left on the boy's feet. As he did this
Cameron shot his final load as sexed up as he was covered in Mexican cum
his tiny toes being sucked set him over and he shot his final load which
just dribbled out and mixed with the cum already on his belly and cock.

The exhausted Cameron was picked up and re-dressed by the Mexican men. His
light blue shirt clung to his body and became wet as the his own sweat and
Mexican cum that was on his body was absorbed into the material. The final
item of his clothing to be put back on him was his paperboy cap. now full
to the brim with cum a Mexican builder slammed it on his head and stood
back and watched as a torrent of cum ran down the boy's hair and down his
face and back.  The boy's shirt couldn't absorb it fat enough as it ran
down his chest and back down his pants then out into his shoes and the
ground beneath him.

"Well you got your tip boy now run along." The Mexican builders showed
Cameron away and went back to work.

Cameron walked away and around the corner out of site of the builders.

"Well all in a day's work I suppose." He smiled and winked as he swiped his
forehead his finger gather and enormous amount of cum. He brought it into
his mouth and licked it clean.

Tape End


Baxter couldn't believe it he wanted to snatch Cameron up and hide him from
the world so he could never be harmed again. But he knew he couldn't do
that.

He re-watched the whole thing and took notes on the old man and each
Mexican man.  Then he re-watched it again just to make sure he hadn't
missed anything. Not because his penis had stiffened as he watched it for
the third time.

6:30pm

"My penis is stiff? Well that's because of my other persona Afro Dicknsack
would love this not because I like this. I...I...I'm just practicing for
when I have to be him. I'm method acting." Baxter justified himself.

The hockey practice was now over and Baxter went to the locker room to
collect his son.

When he enter the locker room he a smell of boy musk hit him and he inhaled
deeply which made his already hard cock throb which he paid no mind to.

He passed by boy after boy in different states of dress.

"Mr. Grayson your son did great today." The coach approached Baxter and
shook his hand.

"Yeah he's always great." Baxter bragged about his son.

"Where is he." Baxter asked.

"Oh he's just finishing up in the shower.  Cameron your dad's ready to go
hurry up in there." The coach yelled.

"Yes coach." Cameron responded and then giggling from the showers could be
hear.

Afew minutes later a towel covered Cameron and another boy with long blonde
hairy came walking out of the showers together.

Cameron stripped of his towel and patted down his hairless body as Baxter
stared at his son. The naked body he had seen cover in cum and used as a
means to make money.  Cameron bent over and Baxter stared at his son's
puffy red raw hole.

"He's been fucked recently...Hhhmmm." Baxter pondered to himself as his
cock throbbed.

"Hey dad can Michael stay over?" Cameron asked.

"Who's Michael?" Baxter asked.

"I'm Michael." A familiar voice spoke up behind Baxter.

Michael was fully naked he had gotten rid of his towel his feet were bound
together by his underwear which was thigh high as he waved at Baxter his
little cock 3 hard not so innocent inches.

"Mikey?" Baxter said outload as he spotted the boy who had sucked and
swallowed him at the bar earlier.

"No his name is Michael he doesn't like being called Mikey do you son?" A
man wearing a priest collar walked over and pulled up Michael's underwear
which now hid his boner.

"No father." Michael said somewhat dejected

"Oh well sorry Michael." Baxter apologised to the boy.

"It's ok." Michael replied.

"It is most certainly not ok. To be respected you must be always called by
your proper name." Michael's father spoke commandingly.

"So...can Michael stay over?" Cameron asked again.

"Fine by me." Baxter said as he wanted to get Michael away from this crazy
man that happened to be the boy's father and to get cool dad points.

"Bedtime is 8:30pm sharp. No soft drinks, no junk food and no television."
The priest strictly laid down the law.

"Fine by me." Baxter replied as he thought out a night of junk food, soft
drinks and scary movies for the boys.

"Thank you father." Michael replied and dressed.

Cameron was ready to go as well and so they were off back to
the Grayson house for a night of fun.


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