Date: Wed, 15 Jun 2022 19:24:55 +0000 From: Jesse Lawson Subject: Green Wood - Part 3 Part 3 A work of fiction by Jesse Lawson Please consider donating to Nifty. If you have any comments or questions about this story, you may reach out to jessuplawson@protonmail.com with the story title as the subject line. Jack closed his eyes. His heavy, strong body sank more deeply into the sofa than Troy's did. And as his eyes closed, Troy let Mr. Bray's gravity draw him in. He rested his small frame against Mr. Bray's column of a torso. And Troy kissed the man. Jack pulled a hand up from his side and held the boy's head still, kissing him as he clambered up from beside Mr. Bray and into his lap. Troy let his knees support him on either side of Mr. Bray's thick thighs, his bedtime shorts rubbed softly against Mr. Bray's aching erection which was working its way through the fly of his pajama bottoms and leaking precum. "You are really big," Troy whispered as he grinded his bottom into Mr. Bray's erection. Still with his eyes closed, Jack clenched his ass cheeks and raised his hips a little to give the kid a fuller feel of his meaty cock. Through the fabric, he could feel the heat of the kid's little virgin cunt on his cockhead. Waves of memories flooded Jack's mind as he kissed Troy deeply -- like an old lover -- and wrapped his hands around his small waist, bouncing the boy gently on his member. Troy gripped one of Jack's large hands and pushed it from his hip to the stretchy waist band of his shorts that spread tightly across his small bubble butt. Jack instinctively let his hand hold one of the boy's little butt cheeks as they continued to kiss, and his second hand wandered up the back of the leg openings of the boy's shorts. He supported Troy on the palm of his hand as his fingers explored the boy's taint and balls and little fuckhole opening. Troy moaned as they kissed and reached into Mr. Bray's pajamas, gripping his firm, throbbing, hot tool. "I want to taste it," Troy said, and Mr. Bray nodded, his eyes still closed. Troy hopped off his stallion as Mr. Bray let loose of his ass and slipped his hands from the boy's shorts. Troy felt empowered to try whatever he liked. Mr. Bray seemed so accommodating. Troy took off his shirt and shorts swiftly, revealing his lean boy body, pink all over. His small cock stood out from him a few inches, and his little ass cheeks were flush with blood and pink. But Mr. Bray remained silent, his eyes closed deep in memory and imagination. The boy opened Mr. Bray's fly, revealing the large man's massive meat. Troy salivated as he knelt between the man's open legs. Troy touched his own small cock as he wrapped his lips around Mr. Bray's uncut tool and began sucking. He was bad at it. He couldn't get much in his little throat and mouth. His teeth grazed Mr. Bray's foreskin-covered head. He slobbered and gagged. But he tried his best. Mr. Bray loved it. With his eyes still closed, he imagined his former partner's first time sucking his cock. It was just as sloppily done as this. He gently and encouragingly stroked Troy's hair as the boy taught himself how to fit a man-sized cock in his small throat. After a long session -- during which Troy's cock leaked and his hole twitched as he gagged on Mr. Bray's cock -- Troy pulled himself off Mr. Bray. He had been furiously edging his boy cock and released his grip, to his cock's dismay. Mr. Bray finally opened his eyes and looked at the happy little kid between his knees. He smiled, still half drunk, and pulled the boy to his feet. He shimmied his pants down to his ankles and pulled Troy onto him, letting the kid's knees rest at his hips and placing the boy's hands on his neck. Mr. Bray rocked his hips up and poked at the kid's cunt with his hot thick cockhead. He pulled the boy's chest to his, and his forest of chest hair crinkled under his shirt as the boy let his weight fall onto Mr. Bray's chest. Mr. Bray kissed Troy and then let the boy's head rest on his shoulder as his hands explored the boy's untouched star. He noted the boy's hairlessness and softness. He probed the boy's thimble-size hole with his rough meaty finger. Mr. Bray closed his eyes again. "Do you like it?" Troy said softly into Mr. Bray's ear who didn't answer but instead took his precum covered cock in hand and rubbed it against the kid's opening. Troy moaned. Mr. Bray's head swam as he imagined the intense pangs of pleasure and pain that would run through Troy as he entered him. The kid had a lot of confidence and enthusiasm, but Mr. Bray knew he'd become putty as soon as he had his first filling of big meat. Mr. Bray knew, though, that he would need to help the boy take it. He'd never fit his huge cock in someone so tiny, but he knew it would be a big task. Even grown men had struggled to take him before. He gently lifted the boy by his waist and placed him on the sofa on his knees, his hands on the back cushions. He pulled his own shirt off and finally really looked at the toy he had in front of him. Eager, willing. Young, tiny. Pink, new. A fresh slate. His cock pulsed. His imagination stopped as he looked at Troy's little ass and fresh hole already shiny from Mr. Bray's precum. Mr. Bray said his first words since they'd begun. "Your pussy looks like something I didn't know I always wanted, kid." Troy turned to look at him, surprised. There was a lust in his voice he hadn't heard. It cut through the drunkenness of Mr. Bray's voice. Troy's excited eagerness pulsed through him in a wave followed by a sense that he was less in charge than he'd been before, and a hint of fear ran through him. "It's yours, daddy," Troy beaconed, his pink little taint waving as he arched his back instinctively and pushed his chest deep into the cushion, biting his lip. "All mine, boy." Mr. Bray put a hand on the boy's ass cheek as he knelt and lined his face up with the kid's unused pussy. The boy wiggled his ass for Mr. Bray who grabbed the boy's cheeks, stopping his wiggling and holding him still. He looked at the kid's barely pubescent balls hanging tight to his cock shaft which, from behind you could hardly see. He spread Troy's cheeks apart and gazed at his thin pink slit, knowing he would soon be forcing his impossibly large cock in and making the boy scream. Before he used the kid, he thought about warning him. Telling him it would hurt. Giving him a chance to back out. He thought about spitting on this unused boyhole and ramming unmercifully into the stupidly eager boy and pinning him under his weight and forcing him to do as he teased. He imagined he'd have to choke the kid or at least cover his mouth to keep his screams muffled. While Mr. Bray made his decision, he leaned in and slowly ate the boy's hole. He licked the kid's pucker and noted that it was so tight that his tongue felt like it wasn't running over anything at all. If he closed his eyes, he wouldn't even be able to find the boy's hole by feel. He ran his beard across the kid's pussy and listened to him moan. With his tongue pressing against the kid's entrance, he massaged his pink, flush ass cheeks and groaned as his massive cock leaked onto the floor, dripping from desire. Maybe Mr. Bray would take a middle road. Push the kid's limits. Not warn him. Make the boy think he had no choice but to follow through with his teasing but still respond to the pain the kid would certainly feel with empathy and encouragement. Mr. Bray's cock leapt. The thought of holding the kid to his word and seeing the boy painfully take Mr. Bray's massive cock gave him urges he'd not experienced in years. Mr. Bray's eyes stayed wide open as he began devouring the little kid's unfucked hole. He pulled the boy by the hips into his ravenous maw and ate him. Troy moaned and his body tingled with desire and anticipation and worry. And suddenly the kid felt the flat loud smack of Mr. Bray's rough manly paw on his bare boy bottom. SMACK! His whole body clenched as Mr. Bray delivered a few more increasingly intense slaps to the kid's ass cheeks which glowed flame red. The tip of Mr. Bray's firm tongue has passed into the kid's hole, and Mr. Bray smiled as he felt the kid's ring squeeze his tongue with each slap. He only pulled his tongue out to ask one thing. "All mine, right boy?" Troy nodded, his eyebrowed pressed worriedly together, as he watched Mr. Bray spit on his well eaten boyhole. Troy noticed the hunger in Mr. Bray's eyes. A terrifying hunger. He looked crazed -- so unlike his usual soft, strong, warm, stern, measured demeanor. Mr. Bray held his hand before the boy's face. "Spit." Troy complied. "More." Troy emptied his mouth of all it's moisture. Mr. Bray looked Troy dead in the eyes as he methodically smeared the boy's spit on his throbbing cock. "I'm going to really enjoy this," Mr. Bray said threateningly as he lined up his tool to Troy's eaten, timid, wet boy hole. He stared down at the kid's hole, no bigger than a pea, and laughed internally at his forearm-sized rod ready to turn this unused boy pussy into a cummy, messy cunt.