Date: Sat, 16 Apr 2016 06:35:26 -0000
From: torrentiality@sigaint.org
Subject: Fratboy Adventures

Author's Note: This story is entirely fictional.  Any resemblance to any
real people is completely coincidental.  This story takes place in a world
in which children under the age of 18 are interested in and physically
capable of having sex like adults.  In some cases the underage individuals
in this story are used for sex without expressly asking their consent,
although it is taken as a given that they enjoy it.  This is not the real
world we live in and the author in no way condones nor encourages acts
which mirror the practices described in this entirely fictional story.

This also involves mind-control, and the protagonist is able to implant
ideas into the heads of the people he interacts with. It is taken as a
given that these people always ultimately enjoy and consent to the things
they are encouraged to do while under his 'spell'.

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Aaron lowered the heavy weight carefully onto the rack with a grunt, his
body sore from an intense workout. Hooking a thumb under the bottom of his
black tank top, he lifted the material up to his neck and tensed, admiring
the sweaty body that reflected back at him from the mirrored wall. The pecs
he had just been working heaved with each breath, thick slabs of muscle
glistening with sweat and perfectly shaped through hours of work at the
gym. His sculpted physique continued down to include a tight set of abs,
each individual muscle distinct and toned, a testament to his carefully
maintained diet and cardio program. A well-defined Adonis belt started at
the bottom of his abs and pointed the way down beneath his loose gym shorts
towards his thick, uncut cock where it rested in his tight black jockstrap.

As he stood admiring his tight, muscular body in the gym mirror, Aaron was
tempted to whip his dick out and start jerking it right there in the
crowded gym. It wouldn't have been the first time his thick, ten-inch dick
had been exposed in public. As he stood there contemplating, tight body
still on display, he saw a pair of eyes reflected in the mirror behind
him. They belonged to a young teenager, about fifteen, who quickly looked
away and went back to his own workout.

Aaron smirked. He could feel the boy's lust from clear across the room, and
when he focused his senses properly he was able to pick up the dirty
thoughts running through the teen's head. Grabbing his towel, Aaron strode
past the fifteen-year-old towards the showers, a mental tendril flicking
out and snagging the boy's mind as he passed, causing his next conquest to
fall in line behind him.

Entering the deserted locker rooms, Aaron pulled his tank top over his head
and discarded it on the floor, kicking off his gym shorts but leaving on
the jockstrap. Just past the locker room was a bank of shower cubicles,
five on each side, of which three were occupied. Aaron pushed open the
frosted glass doors of each of the occupied cubicles and poked his head in,
checking to see if there was anyone worth fucking inside them. A quick
thought command quieted any objections from the occupants of the cubicles,
who were unfortunately all older men with little to interest a stud like
Aaron.

Choosing one of the empty cubicles, Aaron stepped inside and turned on the
water, sighing as the warm spray hit his tired but well-worked body. Behind
him he heard the teenaged boy step into the cubicle and close the
frosted-glass door behind him. From the outside it would have been quite
obvious that two people were in the cubicle, but Aaron didn't particularly
care. He'd always been able to `think' himself out of trouble in the past.

Without turning around from the shower, he sent a quick thought back to the
teen boy behind him and felt the kid's hands wrap around his body,
massaging his tight abs and reaching up to grope his thick, muscly
pecs. His thick cock sprang to attention, straining against the now-soaking
wet black jockstrap he hadn't bothered to remove.

He turned around to face his new toy and laughed. He had forgotten to make
the kid take off his clothes before getting in the shower, and now he was
drenched. With a flick of his hand and an accompanying thought, he motioned
for the teen boy to take his clothes off, which he did eagerly. Aaron
admired the fifteen-year-old's body as he stood before him, awaiting his
next instruction. The kid didn't have much muscle yet, but he was skinny
enough to have a nice set of young abs, which Aaron ran a probing hand over
as his dick continued hardening.

With a thought, he made the teen drop to his knees and start rubbing his
face over the college jock's thick, jockstrap-covered meat. Aaron needed
hardly any mental compulsion at all to encourage the kid to do what he had
wanted to do from the moment he first saw the jock, and within moments the
fifteen-year-old was sucking clumsily but eagerly on Aaron's thick,
ten-inch dick.

Aaron leaned back against the frosted glass wall of the shower cubicle and
sighed as he enjoyed the hot water running over his tight body and the
young mouth wrapped around his cock. With practiced ease, he reached into
the teen's mind and turned off his pesky gag reflex before thrusting his
hips forward and burying fully half of his dick down the boy's throat. The
teen made a cute choking sound as the thick meat temporarily diminished his
air supply, but Aaron just slid more of his hard cock into the boy's mouth
with a salacious grin. Opening up his mind, he poured the experiences he
had leeched from the many porn stars he had used like this, teaching the
kid how to be an expert deep-throater in the time it took for the last few
inches of his dick to bottom out in the kid's throat.

Feeling his heavy balls slap against the teen's chin, Aaron let out a
guttural moan and began to face-fuck his conquest, the hot, wet slapping
sound of his dick driving into the boy's throat reverberating around the
locker room. The horny teen, a virgin up until this point, was now taking
dick down his throat like a professional porn star, a skill which would
make him extremely popular in years to come. Aaron made a mental note to
get the kid's name so he could invite him over to the frat sometime.

As his cum started churning in his balls in preparation for a great
post-workout orgasm, Aaron became aware of a commotion beyond the cubicle
door. A deep, male voice was raised excitedly, and Aaron turned his
attention away from the teen for a moment to hear what was being said.

"...telling you, someone's having sex in there! It's not right! Doesn't
that BOTHER any of you?!"

With a laugh, Aaron remembered the pacifying mental field he'd thrown at
the other occupants of the shower block and realised that another,
unaffected guy must have come in and was freaking out at the obvious sounds
of sex and the complete lack of interest displayed by those he had already
dealt with. Grinning, he pulled himself off the wall and turned to face the
cubicle door, the blonde teen still on his dick, and pushed it open.

Just outside the door stood a muscular black man, whose mouth dropped open
in shock at the sight of the ripped jock face-fucking a teenaged boy in the
shower cubicle with complete abandon. Aaron locked eyes with the man and
saw the shock, horror, and treacherous arousal in the man's mind, and it
drove Aaron to the edge. With a gasp, he shoved his ten-inch dick to the
hilt in the teenager's throat, unloading thick ropes of cum down the boy's
gullet as he maintained eye contact with the black dude who was still
frozen in shock.

As he fired his last load down the boy's throat, Aaron pulled his dick out
roughly and let the sexy teen collapse to the ground, breathing heavily. He
knew what was coming, and sure enough, the black man's shock was slowly
replaced by outrage as he turned to yell out into the main gym. Aaron was
ready for him and threw his mind forth, tendrils of mental energy wrapping
around the man's brain and holding him still.  "Hey man, be cool," Aaron
grinned, smoothing over the man's doubt and stroking the arousal he was
trying hard to suppress. "You should try it before you knock it."

He exited the cubicle, tugging the athletic black dude's towel off as he
passed him and watching his thick cock bounce to attention. With a slight
mental push, the man stumbled forward into the cubicle, fisting his dick
and preparing to feed it to the exhausted teen. Watching his handiwork with
satisfaction, Aaron gestured to the other men he had mentally touched.

"You guys can have some too," he said generously, planting the idea in
their minds. The men weren't his cup of tea, being a bit past their prime,
but they were still muscular and had fairly nice cocks. The teen whore
would appreciate them.

"Use his mouth and his ass until you're out of cum, then clean yourselves
up and forget all about this." Aaron directed the men, who were already
making their way to the cubicle to join the hulking black dude who was
forcing more of his huge meat down the teen's throat.

"Oh and kid, you can keep the jockstrap," he said magnanimously. Quickly
extracting the teenager's name and phone number from his mind, Aaron dried
himself and got dressed, the moans of the men behind him using the teen he
had provided them providing perfect ambience for the hot, sweaty locker
room.

As an afterthought, Aaron dragged an `Out of Order' sign out from a supply
closet and put it in front of the door to the locker room so his
mind-controlled men would have ample time to fuck the teen in every
hole. Whistling to himself, Aaron sauntered out of the gym and down the
street.

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The warm sun, the cool air and the post-orgasmic glow made Aaron feel like
he was walking on a cloud as he strolled down the street. His thick cock,
though flaccid, still bounced and rolled with his stride, making a very
obvious bulge in his sweatpants as he walked down the street. This earned
him the occasional glare, which he laughed off, and the less occasional
horny double-take from guys and girls alike. Grinning, Aaron considered
taking his shirt off and giving the people what they really wanted.

His stomach rumbled suddenly, reminding Aaron that he hadn't eaten for
hours. Looking around, he sized up his options. There was a small café
on a nearby corner, and a McDonalds down the block, but they wouldn't have
the kind of sustenance he needed now. Walking a little further, he entered
a residential area with quiet, tree-lined streets and well-appointed, fancy
suburban houses. Aaron picked one at random and walked in the front door,
the smell of cooking already confirming he had made the right choice.

As he walked down the hall, he spotted a woman in the kitchen, pulling a
large roast out of the oven. He sent a quick, calming thought her way, and
opened his mind to the rest of the house. A man and a younger boy were
sitting at a dining table just out of view, and he sent similar placating
thoughts to them as well. Entering the dining room, he sat down at the
table and motioned for the woman to set a place for him.

While he waited for the meal to be served, Aaron ran his eyes over the man
and boy in front of him. The man was tall, coming almost up to Aaron's
chin, and slender despite his years. He had a strong jawline and high
cheekbones, obviously blessed with natural good-looks. His dark hair was
medium-length, wavy and showed no signs of greying. A slight, sexy stubble
framed his face, and a pair of stylish glasses completed the look.

The boy, by comparison, looked almost nothing like the older man. He had
light blonde hair, blue eyes and golden tanned skin like a surfer. Aaron
guessed he was around ten, based on his extensive experience fucking kids,
and had a beautiful little boy body. At a gesture from Aaron, the boy stood
up on his chair and turned on the spot, showing off his tight, slender body
and a surprisingly big bubble butt.

At that moment, a steaming plate of meat and potatoes was put in front of
him, and Aaron turned all his attention to eating. The food was delicious,
and in his appreciation he allowed the family to continue conversing as
though he wasn't there. Usually he preferred to eat in silence when he
intruded on a family like this, but they seemed like good people. Listening
to them talk, he learned that the woman's name was Anka, the man was called
Andrew and the little boy was Ryan. Aaron had already decided that he was
going to be fucking the shit out of little Ryan before he left the house,
but for now he focused on eating his second helping of the delicious roast.

Once he was finally full, Aaron sent Anka to the fridge to get him a beer
and headed over to the couch, peeling his shirt off as he walked and
throwing it on the floor. Making himself at home, he sprawled out on the
couch and idly started rubbing his dick through his clothes. Anka brought
him his beer and he drank a long draft, sighing with pleasure at the crisp
taste. Setting Anka and Andrew to cleaning up the kitchen, Aaron called
little Ryan over to him, ready for dessert.

The boy leaped onto the couch and straddled Aaron's tight body, giggling as
the jock stimulated the pleasure centers of his brain. Reaching up under
the child's shirt, Aaron ran his hands up Ryan's smooth body, exploring his
new prize. Ryan was not the youngest, nor the best looking little boy Aaron
had fucked, but he was still very sexy. With practiced ease, Aaron slipped
the boy's shirt off over his head and tousled Ryan's hair slightly,
grinning at the little cutie. His hands went roving down the boy's body and
slipped under the elastic waistband of the kid's shorts, pulling the tight
material over Ryan's curvy butt.

The boy now completely naked on his lap, Aaron was hard as a rock, his
thick meat sticking straight up through his sweat pants. He eagerly pulled
his pants down and tossed them away, allowing his enormous ten-inch dick to
slap against Ryan's tight little boy body. Ryan eyed the thick meat with
boyish curiousity, reaching out and touching it lightly, causing Aaron to
moan.

Suddenly struck by inspiration, he called Anka and Andrew over to him with
a thought and implanted some hurried instructions in their minds. In
moments they had pulled out their smartphones and begun filming Aaron and
Ryan from different angles as the boy continued playing with the college
jock's huge meat. Aaron would get them to send the videos to his secure
drop later, so he'd have a nice record of this fuck.

Laying back on the couch and sipping his beer, Aaron allowed little Ryan to
explore his thick shaft, sighing as the boy ran his tongue experimentally
along it, tasting it. Grinning, Aaron did a thumbs up to the camera as Ryan
finally slipped the head of his huge cock inside his little mouth and
started sucking.  Out of the corner of his eye, Aaron noticed Andrew's hand
slip down and start massaging his dick through the thin material of his
pants. Odd, he hadn't told Andrew to enjoy it... his thoughts were quickly
pulled back to Ryan as the little boy started taking more of the thick meat
into his mouth and towards his little throat.

Suddenly Aaron's phone started ringing. Cursing, motioned for Anka to hand
him her phone so he could keep recording, then sent her to find his own
phone, still in the pocket of the pants he discarded. She pressed it into
his hands just in time and he answered the call, forcing Ryan further down
on his dick as he did so.

"Ugh, fuck... hey dude, what's up?" Aaron asked as he pushed his cock
further down Ryan's throat.

"Man, you were supposed to be at the house half an hour ago!" The voice on
the other end of the line said.

"Uh, dude, I... fuck... got held up," Aaron said, throwing a leg over
Ryan's back to help push him further down onto his dick.

"Dude, are you getting head right now?!"

Aaron grimaced. "Like you wouldn't believe, bro," he said honestly, as Ryan
bottomed out on his huge ten-inch dick.

"Fuck, well hurry up and get back here man. You're bringing the beer!"

With a click, the phone call ended and Aaron threw the phone away in
disgust. He still held Anka's phone under his chin, capturing the beautiful
action of Ryan deep-throating his amazingly thick cock. Off to the side,
Andrew was still filming the action, and was jerking his own dick openly
through the fly of his pants.

Aaron sighed. He'd hoped to have a leisurely afternoon fucking this boy in
every hole while his parents watched, but he'd never hear the end of it if
he didn't bring the beer back to the frat house in time. Still, he was
damned if he was going to leave without fucking Ryan's beautiful bubble
butt.

Handing the phone back to Anka, he stood up and grabbed Ryan around the
waist and lifted him over his shoulder, making his way into the
kitchen. Anka and Andrew followed, still filming, as he laid little Ryan on
his back on the kitchen counter and grabbed a nearby bottle of cooking
oil. Smirking, he poured a generous amount on his rippling, toned chest,
feeling it cascade down his tight abs and slather his thick, ten-inch dick
and the tiny little boy body beneath it. One hand massaged the oil into his
sexy muscular jock body while the other pumped his dick a few times, making
sure his shaft was drenched in oil.

Looking down at the oiled-up little ten-year-old lying on the counter, he
sent a soothing mental command that loosened the boy's body up and allowed
him to enter a fully relaxed state almost impossible to achieve
otherwise. As Anka and Andrew continued filming, Aaron pressed his oiled-up
ten-inch dick to Ryan's tight little boy as and started to push.

The boy was incredibly tight even in spite of Aaron's mental efforts to
relax him, and was clearly still a virgin. Aaron groaned as he ran his
slick hands over the little boy's oily body, driving his dick inexorably
deeper into his young fuck toy. He reached around and grabbed the little
boy by his narrow waist, hands grasping the boy's curvaceous hips and
pulling his slick body closer to Aaron's own Adonis-belted waist, forcing
more and more dick into the child's tiny hole.

Unbidden, Andrew stepped up behind Aaron and pressed the camera against the
stud's thick pecs, giving a beautiful view of the man's enormous dick
vanishing into his son's tight ass. Holding the camera with one hand,
Andrew's other hand reached around and started massaging Aaron's tight,
oily abs, bringing a moan from the jock. Andrew's dick was pressed against
Aaron's ass and he began humping up against the stud's sexy bubble but and
strong back, not penetrating the younger man but enjoying the slick, oily
feeling of his dick between those buns.

Aaron was amazed: he'd never known a dad to get this into his son being
fucked without some very specific mental prodding. Clearly lurking inside
Andrew was a voracious slut and an avid boylover, and Aaron made a mental
note to explore his mind more deeply once he was done fucking the boy. With
a satisfied groan, Aaron bottomed out in the little blonde boy, ten inches
of thick man meat stuffed fully inside his incredibly tight boy
hole. Spurred on by Andrew's moaning in his ear and rubbing a hand over his
defined six-pack, Aaron started thrusting into the little boytoy beneath
him. Ryan was clearly made for taking dick and in no time Aaron was
long-dicking the boy, pounding him like a seasoned slut.

The feeling of the boy's ass wrapped around Aaron's dick was incredible as
he thrust deeply into the kid, head lolling back on Andrew's shoulder as
his muscular body tensed and spasmed with pleasure. The handsome man was
kissing Aaron's neck eagerly, still running a hand over the jock's perfect
body and filming the hot impaling of his son with the other hand. Off to
the side, Anka was filming from a variety of different angles, making sure
to capture every moment of Aaron fucking the little boy on the kitchen
bench.

Aaron could feel the cum building at the base of his shaft for the second
time in as many hours as he pounded his thick meat in and out of the cute
little boy he had gripped by the narrow waist and wide bubble butt. The
feeling of Andrew's dick pressed against the small of his back and the hot
kisses the man was administering to his neck as he felt up the stud's abs
drove Aaron wild in a way he hadn't known for years, the obscene pleasure
of knowing that another guy saw what you were doing to his boy and fucking
loved watching you pound the boy. He could feel the thoughts radiating from
Andrew's head as he watched the hot fucking pair: "Fuck him, oh god, fuck
that boy you stud, I love you for finally doing what I've been DREAMING of
for years!"

The obscene thoughts cascading over him drove Aaron over the edge, and with
a loud yell he started cumming hard, shooting load after load of jizz into
Ryan's tight little boy hole. Aaron never stopped thrusting as he pounded
fresh, hot ropes of cum into the boy while Andrew moaned and came on
Aaron's back, almost collapsing with the intensity of his orgasm. Andrew
clung to Aaron's broad shoulders as his orgasm raced through him, leaving
him breathless and weak at the knees.

Aaron was panting himself, but though drained had no difficulty keeping
himself propped up. The feeling of the slender man gripping him from behind
in a tight bear hug was oddly comforting, as was the twitching of the
little boy's ass muscles around his slowly softening dick. With a sigh he
pulled out and motioned for the two adults to stop filming and start
cleaning the kitchen.

Aaron figured he should probably have a shower, but being pressed for time
he just pulled his sweatpants back on and left his shirt off, his
spectacular torso still glistening with oil and cum. Looking around at the
mess he'd made, he turned and grinned sheepishly at Andrew.

"Thanks for letting me use your son, bro," he said, preparing to wipe
Andrew's memory of the last few hours.

"Any time," the man winked, giving his own cock a squeeze. Aaron paused for
a moment, thinking what a shame it would be to force this man to forget the
kiddie-fucking pleasure he'd just witnessed.

Aaron leaned down until he was inches away from Ryan's face and slowly drew
the little boy into a soft, deep kiss. As their tongues explored each
other, Aaron reached out with his mind and rearranged his thought patterns,
embedding the fucking he had just received as a treasured memory in the
boy's mind and opening him up to the exciting possibility of being fucked
by more men in the future. At the same time, he impressed upon him the
urgent need for secrecy and discretion.

As an afterthought, he sent similar thoughts into Anka's mind, making sure
she wouldn't stand in the way of her son getting fucked regularly. Aaron
couldn't wait to introduce Ryan to some of his pedo buddies: some he'd
found through mind-reading, other's he'd made into pedophiles himself, but
all of them reaped the benefits of knowing him, namely a steady supply of
fresh kids to fuck.

"Keep Ryan well-fucked for me, bro," he told Andrew as he headed for the
door. "I'll be back later to make sure."

As the door swung closed behind him, he heard the surprised gasp and deep
moan of Andrew sliding his cock into Ryan's little ass and begin fucking
him.