Date: Fri, 12 Apr 2019 17:56:05 -0700
From: torrentialityredux@secmail.pro
Subject: Fratboy Adventures Part 5

Please add the following chapter to Fratboy Adventures in the
gay/adult-youth section. Thank you.



Apologies to all for the massive delay between chapters. I have a new
email address now for feedback, below.

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.


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"I'll arrange for Jeremy to get back here before the end of school," Aaron
promised. "Make sure they don't notice he's gone until then."

"No problem," agreed the hot young teacher, smirking. "Have fun with the
little slut."

Aaron stepped up to Mr Johnson and looked directly into his eyes.
"Understand this, friend. You can use Justin and any other kids I give you
as you wish. Treat them like whores, like toys, I don't care, but Cody is
special. You do what he says and you treat him like a god, understand?"

There was a confusion in the teacher's face, but he nodded. "If there ever
was a god, it's you," he said frankly, eyes running over Aaron's beautiful
body. "But I will worship Cody in your stead until you return."

Satisfied, Aaron picked up the dazed Jeremy and left the classroom,
already thinking about the fun he was going to have with the little boy
toy.


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Fortunately, Aaron did not meet anyone else on his way out of the school.
Not that it would have mattered if he had - a quick thought would have
quelled their objections to a muscular college stud carrying an almost
naked little boy through the school, but it saved him a bit of effort.
Once at the street, he looked around for a decent looking car to coerce
into giving him a lift. His right hand was idly playing with little
Jeremy's tight virgin butt as he looked around, but he didn't make any
move to penetrate the boy yet. He had special plans for Jeremy.

The few cars he could see in the area were mostly rundown pieces of shit,
and Aaron had grown accustomed to traveling in a modicum of style.
Suddenly, he caught site of a luxury bus making its way down an adjacent
street. He paused for a moment, considering. Subduing a whole bus would
take more energy than a single car, but it could be hot too. The bus
looked comfortable, at any rate. Responding to his will, the bus driver
turned down the road the school was on and pulled up beside Aaron.

Stepping onto the bus and surveying its occupants, Aaron couldn't believe
his luck. An entire high school boys swim team filled half the bus, with
the other half mostly taken up by the team's supporters, including other
students and family members. Questing out with his mind even as he
radiated a calming aura to the bus occupants, Aaron estimated around 15
hunky high school boys, six preteen boys and a dozen or so other people
who were of little interest to him. With a thought, he had the mix of
young girls and adults move to the back of the bus where they would be out
of the way. The front half of the bus was now populated with a pedo orgy
worth of teenage swimmers who were around 16 or 17 and a handful sexy
preteen boys ranging in age from 9 to 12.

Aaron put the tightey-whitey-clad Jeremy down on an empty seat and slowly
slipped his own meager clothing off, considering. Normally he would just
pick a boy or two (or six) and have his way with them, keeping the rest of
the bus oblivious with the lowest level of his powers. But Santi's voice
was still in his head, insisting - practically begging - him to be more
active with us powers. Having always been able to fuck whoever he wanted
whenever he wanted with literally no restrictions, Aaron hadn't ever
really given much thought to how it must be for other pedos to have to
hide, or go a long time (even their whole lives) without getting to
express their raw sexuality. Didn't he owe it to his pedo brothers to make
things a bit easier?

Closing his eyes, Aaron gently scanned the minds on the bus. None of them
were pedophiles already, although some of the teenage boys were so horny
they probably wouldn't need much convincing to stick their dick in a
preteen. Almost all of them had, without thinking too much about it,
adopted the standard societal attitude towards pedophilia.

Drawing on the power that was always available to him, Aaron poured his
will out in waves, erasing the repressive attitudes of everyone on the bus
and opening their minds to the possibility of other types of pleasure.
Working harder with his mental abilities than he had in a long time, he
shaped each mind before him carefully. He didn't change anything
fundamental about the people who owned those minds - they were the same
people, just open to a wider view of sexuality. He didn't take away the
teenage boys' desire for girls and boys their own age, but he did teach
them that pleasure could be found in their younger friends and family as
well.

Aaron opened his eyes, feeling slightly fatigued, and watched as the bus
came alive again. Without any further prompting or direction, the boys
immediately started to touch each other, hands questing over bodies,
finally understanding that seeking pleasure was not a sin and knowing that
their friends would never judge them for it. Clothes peeled off, exposing
outrageously toned teen swimmer bodies and a glorious variety of teen
cocks, from long and slender to short and thick, cut and uncut, veiny and
smooth. The preteen boys were, unsurprisingly, very much the centre of
attention as their teenage buddies - some of whom were their own brothers
- immediately turned to gleefully molest them.

Near to Aaron, a blonde, Nordic looking 16 year old grabbed his angelic
little 10 year old brother in a fierce embrace and kissed him
passionately, hands exploring the little boy's tight body even as the
child moved down to lick his older brother's sculpted chest. A fire-headed
stud with porcelain smooth skin joined them, his muscular pecs pressing
against the 10 year old's back as his proud, thick cock jutted towards the
boy's butt.

A few seats down, a 17 year old stud with dark, smooth ebony skin reclined
in his seat as a nine year old tanned white boy and a 15 year old skinny
Korean swimmer worshiped his mammoth cock. Across the aisle, a Filipino
twink of indeterminate age - but clearly a with a swimmers build - was
already lining his long dick up against the bubble butt of a young Latino
kid.

The other bus passengers - the females and adult men who didn't interest
Aaron sexually - sat quietly in the back of the bus, aware of the imminent
orgy and completely at ease with it, as they always would be from now on.
Even after he left, there would be plenty of opportunity for these guys to
fuck around with the little boys without worrying about getting caught by
nosy parents or teachers.

Feeling pleased with his work, Aaron was just about to pick a preteen to
plow into when his phone rang from inside his pants pocket. Groaning, he
pulled it out and answered it.

"Aaron!" A jovial voice boomed through the phone. "How are you, my
amazingly talented friend?"

Aaron smiled. "Mitchell, I was just about to call you," he said, still
surveying the slowly ramping up orgy before him.

"I should hope so! You promised me some new talent for today. I have my
guys all lined up and ready, we just need the meat."

Aaron's cock twitched. "I have the perfect little star for you. 100%
guaranteed virgin, just picked him up from the primary school this
morning."

Mitchell swore appreciatively. "Fuck yes, Aaron, I knew you'd come
through! How can I ever repay you?"

"Repay me?" Aaron laughed. "I only do things if they're fun for me. It
just so happens that providing you with little boys to star in your pedo
movies turns me on. That's good enough for me." He glanced around the bus
at the debauched scene unfolding before him, becoming practically chaotic
with teenaged dicks everywhere, exploring every hole they could find. All
six of the preteen boys had at least two ticks in them, and a few had
three.

"So how long can I have him for?" Mitchell asked with anticipation.

"As it stands, I need to get him back to the school by 3," Aaron said,
slightly regretfully. "But if you want him longer, I can work something
out."

"Until 3..." Mitchell mused, running the numbers. "If you get him here in
the next half hour, I could get through six or seven scenes if I don't
give him any breaks. I have enough men lined up that we could shoot
continuously until 2:30, and then send him back right after. He'll be
completely wrecked after a day like that, though."

"I don't care if you don't," Aaron said nonchalantly, slipping his dick
down the throat of a tanned surfer dude swimmer who was fucking a tight
little black boy roughly on the seat next to him.

"Excellent," breathed Mitchell hungrily. "I'll shoot Virgin Schoolboy
first, then Classroom Seduction - we have a nice set for that one, and a
stud who looks like Clark Kent to play the teacher. By that time he'll be
looking a bit worn, so we'll move on to Preteen Pussyboy and The
Neighbourhood Cumdump. Round off the day's shooting with Crackden Cock and
Boy Brothel 4 - won't matter if he looks like a total mess by then, in
fact it'll be better! You know this virgin kid is going to end up getting
pounded by around 50 guys today, right?"

Aaron moaned as the surfer boy deep throated him eagerly, looking over his
shoulder at innocent little Jeremy still curled up on the bus seat.
"That's what I like to hear, Mitch. You keep being this good at what you
do and I'm gonna have to start bringing you three or four kids at a time."

"Fuck yes Aaron, please," Mitchell said excitedly. "And more studs to fuck
them. I'm recruiting as best I can, but I don't have your...knack."

Aaron laughed. "I'll see you in ten," he promised, ending the call. With a
thought he turned the bus towards Mitchell's clandestine studio on the
edge of town, and turned back to the bus seats full of teens and boys.


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Always a fan of feedback. Do you want to read more about what happens on
the bus, or cut to the studio? Or do you want Aaron to go adventuring
somewhere else? The story is very fluid and can be whatever we want,
subject to Nifty's rules. Let me know what turns you on and we'll see what
we can do.

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