Date: Thu, 3 Jun 2021 13:25:01 +0000 (UTC)
From: tague michaels <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Hunglings 3

This chapter deals with young, preteen hunglings so while they aren't as
hung as the older boys, they're still quite large for their age. I've
actually seen some video clips as well as naturist images of young kids
with really big cocks. The Asian boy in the first part actually exists. And
I did see him at Lowe's, although not naked, and he was exactly as I
describe him here which is what prompted the chapter.

The second story was brought on by a 3 min video clip of a couple of little
boys who couldn't be older than 6

showing off for a computer camera. One of them is normal, but the other
one; holy fuck no. He is exactly as I describe him. Un-fucking believable.

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PRETEEN ASIAN BULGE

I had gone up to Lowe's with a friend of mine, me providing the
transportation which meant my dog was along for the ride because he goes
everywhere with me. My friend's wife had the family car and his truck was
having work done on it so he asked me to drive. So me and the dog were
basically standing around while my friend chatted with the paint guy,
trying to get a decent product for his deck, which we'd just finished some
repair work on it.

It was after dinner so it was a different crowd than what you see during
the day which meant, more kids. They were mostly younger kids, 7-10 or so
years old. I did see a boy that might have been 11 resting against his dad
while they waited in line. So there I was when a man and a boy came ambling
along pushing a flat-bed cart. Asian of some form or another, I assumed
them to be father and son. The man wasn't tall, no more than 5'6 in
sneakers, and if the boy hit the 5'4 mark I'd be surprised.

The kid was wearing a little league uniform, the pants the typical light
grey, the top a Mariner logo team shirt. I pegged him to be 12 years
old. Like the man, he was stocky but not fat. Still, the boy was slender
enough. His pitch black hair was cut short but had a bit of a cowlick at
the hairline on his left temple. It was then that I noticed his bulge.

It was large, quite prominent, and because of the shape, as well as the
uniform, caused me to believe he was wearing a cup. As they passed I
noticed his butt, a nice tidy boy butt encased in grey. They stopped and
turned, waiting in line in front of the customer service desk. The boy
moved about, not staying in any one place. He kept glancing in my
direction, his attention undoubtedly on my purebred 100 lb. German
Shepherd. Krieger, his name translates to warrior in German, is a very
striking boy. People stopped me all the damned time to compliment me on his
looks and his size and that included people who owned Shepherds. Indeed, he
was from east German show and working lines and I have to say, he did not
come cheap.

As the boy checked out my dog I checked out the boy and naturally my eyes
strayed to the crotch of his uniform as much as possible. From face on, the
bulge was impressive but as I got better glances something seemed off. What
finally struck me was that the mass was closer to his right hip and not
centered like an athletic supporter cup normally would be. Furthermore, it
was longer and wider than a cup would be. I continued to check him out,
staring at the bulge when his attention was elsewhere. The bulge wasn't
just wide, it was fat and at the end I could see the outline of the rim of
his cock head, definitely lower than the crotch seam of his pants.

"Jesus Christ," I thought to myself, the kid had to be huge in there. I
watched as he moved about, checking out the movement of his bulge, I could
also make out the outline of his balls under the tube of flesh, all of
which convinced me I wasn't seeing things, the kid indeed appeared to be a
very gifted boy.

At one point I wandered down toward the garden area and a few minutes later
the boy showed up and as he came in my direction I got yet another glance
at his bulge which now seemed to move ever so slightly as he walked. It
confirmed my initial estimates.

"Can I pet your dog," he asked from 5 feet away and I said of course. As he
closed in, Krieger moved forward and stuck his nose in the boy's crotch
causing the kid to quickly put his hands down there as he uttered an "umph"
and a giggle. I corrected the dog who backed off slightly and allowed the
boy to pet him while I continued to all but stare at his bulge from a few
away. The hidden prospects didn't cause me to get hard but I certainly felt
some stirring.

"How come dogs do that, sniff at your butt or your balls," he asked, his
voice still the high register of a preteen.

I explained the why's and wherefores' of a dog's behavior, communication
system and acute sense of smell. "He has determined that you are a boy and
no threat to him. He won't forget your scent and will recognize you from
that alone, although his eyesight also comes into play. Did he hurt you," I
asked. That gave me the excuse to all but stare at his package, and the boy
did as well. he cupped his stuff and actually squeezed a little bit for
emphasis while shaking his head from side to side.

"No, I'm okay he said and gave an extra squeeze." I decided to take a
plunge.

"Well maybe wearing an athletic cup helped." He gave me a curious look.

"But I'm not wearing a cup," he said. I put on a flustered act.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it just looked like... I thought...oh my, this is
embarrassing. I don't want you think I was staring or anything. I'm really
sorry." The boy laughed, a sweet high pitch giggle that sounded like a
small wind chimes.

"It's okay, I guess it sort of does look like I'm wearing one." By then we
were both looking at it.

"Yes, it certainly does. If that's all you, then, it's... impressive." I
realized that I was stepping onto very thin ice at that moment and things
could either blow up or blow over. The boy looked around, saw that there
wasn't another person in sight.

"You can feel me and see for yourself," he said with just a hint of a leer
on his cute smooth face as he stepped closer. I hesitated for just a second
and in a conspiratorial voice he said, "but you better hurry before someone
come in and see us.

I looked around suspiciously then reached out and cupped his bulge and
gently squeezed causing the boy to sigh heavily. I lingered a little longer
than necessary, going for pleasure and not just confirmation, before
letting go. He was, literally, a handful.

"That felt good," he said, "my turn." He reached out and cupped me and
lingered even longer than I had. When he took his hand back he said, "I
wish I could see it. I'd show you mine. Gosh I'm getting a boner." Indeed
it appeared as though the kid was experiencing some swelling. He told me to
feel him again so I did and he was indeed firming up.

"Well I would love play show and tell with you," I said.

"My name is Alain. My dad and I are staying at a place called Little Lake
resort, do you know of it?" In fact I did, very well.

"My name is Tosh and yes, I do know it." The place was barely 2 miles from
my house. A very small lake, there were cabins at one end and residential
houses surrounding the rest of the lake. There was a lot of marshy land
around its public shores so it wasn't even really accessible for
swimming. Of course the fact that the water was colder than a well digger's
ass in the Klondike added more reason not to swim there.

"So you're visiting the area," I said and he nodded his head.

"Sort of. My dad is working on a huge housing project nearby."  That took
me by surprise so I asked him a few questions and as it turned out his dad
was working right next door to my house on property had belonged my family
for almost 125 years and me personally for 30.

It had originally been over 250 acres of forest and farmland but over the
past 50 years the area had become much more populated as people moved out
of the neighboring 2 cities. My great grandparents had farmed it as had my
grandparents who had started selling off some acres in the 60's when
smaller farming operations began closing down. My parents had done the same
in the 70's and 80's and when they passed away I got the remaining 36
acres. I'd had 2 older brothers but one died in Viet Nam and the other died
in a military training exercise 6 years later which soured me on joining
the armed forces. Neither had married or had kids but then, neither did
I. The point being that I was my parents sole heir.

I had lived in our farmhouse most of my life, including most, but not all,
of my college years. That continued after I graduated college and went to
work teaching at a local high school and then a neighboring community
college. The remaining acreage had been fenced into 4 sections which we
rented out to other farmers to graze their livestock or for raising
hay. Sometimes they remained empty. I had entertained selling off 30 of the
remaining acres and had even gotten a solid commitment but when the housing
market went to shit around 2007 the prospective buyers all backed out.

Fast forward to 2016-17 when the building market started to catch fire
again. I started getting inquiries then serious inquiries then offers. I
held off and was glad I did because the value skyrocketed. There was a
housing shortage, people were flocking to the area because it had weathered
the storm very well. Houses were selling within hours of being listed and
because of bidding wars some sold for 25% over the initial asking price,
oftentimes for cash.

My property was a very desirable piece of land. It was one of the larger
remaining tracts that wasn't used for farming. Elementary and middle
schools were relatively close by, shopping less than 10 minutes and major
cities and 4 major malls within 15 and 30 minutes away. There weren't any
parks within walking distance so one of my requirements was that 2 acres be
used for a playfield and park environment at least for the residents of the
new community and hopefully for the neighboring residents.

 So, in early 2020 some serious negotiations took place. I could have short
platted the property and sold building lots easily for 140 grand, or more,
a pop but it was easier to sell it whole to a single entity so I did. My
after tax net was 6¾ million dollars. I promptly retired at 47 years old
and started doing some upgrading on the 2 story farmhouse that my
grandparents had built right after WW II. Growing up on a farm a boy learns
many of such skills, becoming proficient but not necessarily a master. My
skills were somewhere between the two.

"Yes I know about the building project," I told him then explained where I
lived in relation to it. He commented that he loved my driveway and ridden
down it a few times, stopping short of the house. I then suggested we head
back into the store proper as his father might be looking for him and my
friend looking for me.

"Perhaps I could go to work with my father then come to your house," Alain
said. "Do you live alone. I was thinking the same thing and said so and
said I did live alone except for the dog, but added,

"What might your father think of that?"

"I have gone to work with him before," the boy said. "We put my bike in his
truck and I go off on my own, exploring. Sometimes I stick around the
development `til he's off work and sometimes I just go home. I am in remote
learning so have to be home part of the time. He won't think anything of
it."

"Alright," then I hope I'll see you tomorrow," I said to which he responded
as he looked right at my crotch,

"I definitely want to see you." We parted ways and I continued to think
about the boy. I enjoyed boys that were assertive and able to ask for what
they wanted without being pushy or snarky about it. Over the years I'd had
plenty of boys share my bed although after my 30's they were fewer and
farther between and most often at least 18 years old. It had been some
since I was with a youngling and I was looking forward to it.

Just before 8 the next morning Krieger started barking so I went out onto
my covered wrap around porch to see Alain on his bike coming up the
driveway alongside the house. The dog went to greet him and the boy and I
both waved at the same time.

"Hi Tosh," the boy said as he set his bike down on the crushed gravel
driveway next to the porch. "You sure got a pretty driveway and house," he
said appreciatively. My driveway was easily 300 feet long and lined with
majestic 100 year old Oak trees that offered a full canopy most of the
year. Just inside the tree line was white post and rail fencing, freshly
painted. It was an idyllic scene, one that had been photographed numerous
times over my life time.

"Hello Alain," I said, "welcome to my home. The boy was wearing a basic
t-shirt in a lime green, sport shorts, and black sneakers. As he headed up
the stairs I could easily see the bobble in his shorts which almost set my
heart to racing. The boy looked around, saw an expanse of emerald green
lawn with flower beds all abloom and a stand of firs, cedar and other trees
that afforded complete privacy.

"So beautiful here," he said. "Can I be naked Tosh?" I gave him a head nod
and the boy didn't hesitate but stripped off his shirt then dropped the
shorts and stepped out of them, revealing an absence of underwear, then
stood before me. He was glorious.

It was hard to believe a boy that age and size could have a cock as large
as Alain's. It wasn't one of those that just hung there but arched out from
his body slightly before gravity took over. The thing had to be 6 inches
long and it was as thick as his wrist. The balls that accompanied were a
perfect compliment. Big and low hanging. I'd seen plenty of adult men that
were smaller than he was. The head was the size of a small apple and I
didn't see a single hair anywhere. Upon closer inspection I would see the
very beginnings of stubble at the base of wonderful cock.

"Do you like how I look?" I shook my head from side to side.

"No" I said, "I love how you look." I tugged my Burton Cummings t-shirt off
then dropped my lounging pants and revealed myself to the boy. His eyes
opened wide and he smiled. I was pretty much the same size as Alain but on
his small 104 lb. body he looked much larger than me. I kept myself shaved
so we looked even more alike, as long as one concentrated on the crotch and
nothing else.

Alain stepped up to, his young prodigious cock sticking straight out from
his little body and bobbing as he moved. He took hold of me and stroked a
few times. "Can I suck you," he asked.

"You don't need to ask sweet boy, just do what you want to do." He was
prepared to drop to his knees right there but I directed him to a rattan
sofa and I sat on the cushioned seat. Alain sat next to me then leaned over
and grabbed ahold of my mostly softened cock and began playing with it. My
dick began to respond almost immediately and when the boy took me into his
mouth the rising went into turbo mode.

It was clear that the kid had some experience. Whether it was from live
cock or props, I had no idea, but he knew what he was doing. He stroked my
cock as he bobbed his head in my lap, taking almost half of me down his
throat. I reached down and rubbed his ass then moved my hand over his hip
to find his raging boner. His size boggled my mind, so thick, so long and
so hard. His sack of balls all but filled my hand, the large eggs in their
smooth container a delight for my probing fingers.

Alain finally sat up and worked his jaw a little bit, clearly it was sore
from my own thick dick. His cock jutted up from between his thighs like a
fleshy periscope. "That was fun," he said, "you wanna suck on mine?" Like I
would say no to that.

"You know I do sweet boy," I said. Like he had done, I simply leaned over
and took hold of him and went to town. Alain moaned softly as I worshipped
his man sized cock, his hands gently rubbed on my head. I took most of him
into my mouth and throat and when his swollen cock head bounced off the
back of my throat his body jerked and he let out an even louder groan. I
didn't stay there long.

It was warming up quickly but there was still a slight chill in the morning
air and I preferred to be inside for warmth but also some privacy. My house
was situated almost in the center of my 6 acres and pretty much surrounded
by trees so was quite private. Still, that didn't stop interlopers from
wandering onto the property and it wouldn't do for someone to see us. No, I
didn't need that at all.

I sat up. "Let's go in the house Alain, we'll be much more comfortable."
The boy agreed and we both stood, collected our respective clothing and
headed inside. Krieger was off roaming around, following some scent or
other, but had a dog door at the back of the house so I had no concern for
him. We went straight upstairs to my bedroom and climbed into bed.

Alain's compact body was up against mine in a flash, his arms went around
my neck and his lips mashed up against mine, tongue included. His hard cock
was pressed against mine and as we tongue fucked each other's face he was
gently grinding against me. He finally broke the kiss.

"I been waiting so long for this to happen," he whispered. I asked if he'd
done anything with anyone before and he shook his head, no.

"And I'm glad I get to be a part of it, your sexual awakening," I
responded.

"Me too," he responded. We kissed some more, each feeling and stroking on
the other. I really wanted to see the boy cum so asked the question.

"Yeah I make sperms but not a lot of it," he said. I asked if I could jack
him off and his reply was, "sure but you have to cum too." I didn't have a
problem with that. He lay back and I took hold of him and began to stroke
him, still amazed at how he filled up my hand. I decided that I'd have the
boy fuck me at some point, and hopefully before the sun set. I lowered my
head and began to suck his cock while I jacked him off.

I caught a wee bit of precum that was seeping out of his foreskin and it
had a slight sweet taste and not the bitter taste that an older boy usually
had. I have to say too that the kid was a mouthful, not that I was
complaining. I continued to stroke and suck and it didn't take long before
Alain said he was close to squirting so I took my mouth away.

I watched his smooth young face as I jacked him off and saw the feeling he
was having reflected in his facial expressions and his hands which were
gripping the bed sheets. All of a sudden I felt his cock thicken in my hand
and he cried out as a small stream of sperm shot out and hit his
chin. After that there wasn't much but little burps of clear liquid.

"Wow," the kid said after he caught his breath, "that was pretty cool. Now
you, you shoot." So, I shot. I just lay back and went about the process,
stroking my cock while in my brain I saw it in his ass and not my closed
fist. Alain had propped up on an elbow to watch and without being asked,
reached over and began playing with my balls. That certainly helped and a
minute or 3 later I told him to watch. I managed a half dozen more stroked
before I went off. It wasn't the most spectacular cum shot I'd ever offered
but I got 4 good solid jets of sperm up onto my chest. My body tensed
slightly, the feelings of being with a boy once again making everything
that much better. The show finally ended with some smaller burps then it
was over. To say that Alain was impressed would be an understatement. He
offered all the usual "wow's" how amazing it was to see and the like. It
wouldn't' do but what he had to get his fingers in the goo, sniff it and
even give it a tiny taste.

We got cleaned up and since I hadn't had breakfast, invited Alain to do
so. We headed to the garage and my one big indulgence after the sale of my
property. I had always wanted a Vette, since I was old enough to appreciate
such things. Through a series of lucky contacts I ran across a classic "62
with matching numbers and every lick of documentation possible including
its first oil change.

Done in the standard red with white side panels and red interior, it was in
pristine condition having had a frame off restoration done 14 years
before. A 350 hp fuel injected 327 motor with a 4 speed, it had 12k on the
rebuild. It had the hard top and the rag top but during these warmer months
the hard top was suspended from the ceiling in my garage. God I loved that
car. Alain did as well.

Breakfast, located 6 miles from my house, was the best for 100 miles in any
direction. French baked omelets, crepes to die for, German pancakes that
boggled the imagination, thick sliced bacon and toast on homemade bread
were just a few of the items on the menu. They also served lunch and like
their breakfasts, the meals were outstanding.

We talked as we waited and as we ate. He was indeed 12 years old, his dad
traveled for a large construction company as a job supervisor and they had
recently completed a job in northern California before moving here. Before
that they were in Colorado. There was no mom in the picture, she had left
before the boy was 2. He got okay grades in school but was having
difficulties with math and sometimes reading. I immediately wondered about
offering my teaching services to help him out which provided a worthwhile
reason for the boy to hang out with me. I was a general education teacher
so was able to teach a variety of different classes. When teaching college
it was usually literature of some kind or creative writing.

I was planning on keeping that information under my hat for the time being
but Alain stopped talking after asking what kind of work I did. When I told
him that I was a retired high school and college teacher, the kid got a big
grin on his face.

"Hey Tosh, maybe you could pretend to be helping me with school work. It
would give me a reason to hang out with you." Out of the mouths of babes.

"Or maybe," I said with mock seriousness, "I wouldn't have to pretend." The
kid didn't miss a beat.

"Even better."

We finished breakfast and went back to my house where we just lounged
around naked in the back yard. I eventually set up our antique croquet pegs
and we played a few games. I continued to be astounded by Alain's cock and
it prompted me to wonder what he might look like when he fully matured. I
was well aware that some boys hit their maturity early and didn't change
much as they aged. On the other hand there were the John Holmes, Milton
Berle, and Jordi's of the world so who knew.

It didn't take but an hour before Alain's cock began to rise so I asked him
if something was on his mind. "I was just thinking about what it would feel
like to have your cock in my butt." We'd had a discussion about the boys'
experience which was nil. I was his first sexual encounter, aside from his
own hand, a small carrot from time to time, and other typical boy
exploratory excursions.

"Not to be too literal," I said, "but it would hurt at first and hopefully
feel better after a minute or so."

"I think I'd like to try it Tosh, could we?" As if I would ever refuse a
boy that wanted to get fucked. Besides, it had been some time since I'd
fucked a boy, 6 years at least, so I was past due. I was sitting in a deck
chair and Alain had been standing so I directed him to step in front of me
and began playing with his balls, the large smooth eggs doing a credible
job of filling my hand. I stroked on his rising cock then leaned down and
took him in my mouth and began sucking more life into it.

I clutched onto his slender little butt and kneaded the flesh while
encouraging the boy to fuck my mouth, which he did. I moved on hand to cup
and fondle his handful of balls, all of which garnered moans from Alain. I
finally stopped and suggested that we take it upstairs to bed.

There, we went through the motions of snuggling, kissing, fondling, licking
and sucking. Alain was a very aggressive cock sucker and by that I mean he
clearly loved sucking cock and when he wasn't sucking he was licking or
rubbing it alongside his smooth face as if it were fine silk.

I suggested that I suck his cock for a bit and he allowed it, but
reluctantly. "I would much rather suck cock than get mine sucked Tosh," he
said as I bobbed my head in his lap. "Not that I don't like my cock sucked
I just like doing it better." I understood completely. I was the same way.

"I'd love to rim you Alain, that is if you showered this morning." He
smelled fresh so I assumed he had, which he confirmed while asking what
rimming was.  Like most boys who've never had it done, Alain found the idea
somewhat yucky but I assured the boy he'd love it. He gave the go-ahead so
we got his legs pulled back and I got down there and took a sniff then took
a lick, then another. By the 5th swipe of my tongue the kid was moaning and
declaring it was the best thing ever. Indeed. I thought so too.

As long as I was there I licked up along his perineum to the underside of
his fat balls and licked there all the while the boy was wiggling like a
dog shitting razor blades. It didn't take long before he was telling me to
get my cock in his butt where it belonged. I chose to lube up his asshole
and a finger and fucked him that way for a moment while sucking his raging
boner. A minute in I added a second finger and a minute after that he was
all but begging me to fuck him.

I got into position and when he was least expecting it I jerked my fingers
out and stuff the end of my dick in. Alain cried out at the invasion, as
well he should and I, of course, stopped dead in the water, or hole as the
case may be. I went through the usual directions about breathing and
pushing down, which he did, and another minute later he told me to go ahead
and put it all the way in.

"But slow." The grimace on his face said it all as I gently filled his
bowels up with 7 inches of fat man cock. I finally bottomed out the started
the process, pulling about half way out then going back in, all in slow
motion. I was still on my knees and that was fine. Alain's breathing seemed
to even out, his face began to relax a little and his hands were no long
clutching the bed sheets as if holding on for dear life.

"You were right Tosh, it is feeling better," he said after 3 or 4
minutes. I asked if he was ready for a harder fucking and he nodded his
head. I leaned forward and put my hands on the bed which in turn raised his
tender little butt and began to fuck him in a nice steady rhythm. I wasn't
pounding him but I had picked up speed. Alain's face started to get a
little smile on it and I knew the feelings had oh so much better for the
boy.

"Oh man Tosh it's really feeling good now," he panted. It was then that I
began to add a little power to it.  There isn't much to tall about it. When
it's all said and done it was a regular fuck that lasted about 6 minutes or
so before Alain cummed. Toward the end he was panting pretty heavily and
grunting each time I thrust my cock into him and by that time I was hitting
him fairly hard. When he did cum he did it with plenty of noise and fanfare
and had it been possible it would have been fireworks as well. As it was
the boy was all but clinging onto me as his body raged in orgasm. Of course
once he let go I allowed myself to cum and began pumping sperm into him. It
was all over 30 seconds later and we were both left panting.

Afterward we lay snuggling up with Alain singing my praises. "That was
awesome Tosh, oh my god it was great, thank you." I thanked Alain for the
honor of gifting me with his virginity. "You know what, it would be really
great if we could do this every day," he finally said. I reminded him that
we could and he reminded me of school work and I reminded him of what he'd
suggested about me tutoring him. We discussed it some more and came up with
a plan. I fucked Alain again right after lunch and convinced him to fuck
me. Maybe not that day but soon.

As it turned out I met his dad before the week was out in regard to me
helping Alain with his school work. Needless to say he was a little
suspicious until I explained my financial situation as well as m
credentials he relaxed and eventually agreed to Alain spending as much time
with me as I could stand. Believe me, I could stand a lot.

HOLY SHIT SHORTIE

"No problem Violet," I said, "I'd be glad to help out."

"Thank you so much Dacian, I appreciate it," she said. "I'll send them over
when Janie gets here."

Violet and her 7 year old son Jacob (never Jake or, god forbid, Jakey) were
my neighbors and I had been babysitting, a word Jacob despised, for over a
year. It seems an old friend of hers was coming through town and wanted to
spend some time catching up and shopping. She had a son Jacob's age and the
women wanted to have time to hang out without the kids so she asked if I
could watch them and of course the answer was yes.

There weren't a lot of jobs for a 14 year old so babysitting was pretty
much the only way to make any money. Jacob was an adorable little blondie,
very sweet and affectionate and, as it turned out, a horny little
fucker. Jacob had an inordinate interest in sex. How he came by that I'll
never know and it probably doesn't matter. It started the first time I'd
given him a Saturday night bath and by that time I'd been watching him for
maybe 2 months.

"Look Dacian I got a boner," he said, standing up in the tub to show off 3
inches of rock hard little boy cock.

"I see that," I said, "what do you suppose caused that?" The little boy
giggled.

"Probly cuz I was pestering it." Indeed, on more than one occasion I'd seen
the boy fondling himself through his jeans or pj's or cartoon undies. "Why
do boys get boners Dacian?" I didn't think I needed to be the one to
explain that so simply told him it was because it felt good to play with it
and that made it get hard.

"Do you pester your penis too?"

"All boys play with their stuff Jacob, it's just the way it is."

"Can I see yours? I bet it's really big." Well, it really wasn't big, right
around 6 inches, but to a little guy it probably seemed huge. Regardless, I
wasn't going to show it him and I said so.

"Why not," he asked, "I showed you mine."

"Because you're a little kid and I'm not."

"You're just a kid too ya know," he said with a smile. "And older kid but
still a kid."

"Well, I'm not showing you my dick."

In reality there was more to it than that. I loved boys, especially little
boys like 6-10 years old. I liked older ones too but when I jacked off I
thought about young smoothies. I was afraid if I showed my dick to him I'd
get hard and then might be tempted to do stuff with him. I was also deathly
afraid of getting ratted out for it. He wouldn't do it intentionally but
accidentally was a different story.

I had played with a few little boys in the past, boys in the park or even
at the public pool. I loved their little bodies, their smoothness, their
cute little dickies. Sucking a little boy boner was the best.  I loved
it. I had done stuff with a few boys my age too and it was great fun but
little boys were my downfall. Or could be if I got caught.

We went through the same ritual a few times and I'd resisted until one
Saturday when Violet had asked me to spend the night because she was going
out of town. I'd been considering a valid reason for being naked in front
of Jacob and having to take a shower myself seemed as good a pretext as
any.

So, instead of a bath I suggested a shower and I would take it with
him. Well, you'd have thought he was getting the best present ever. Jacob
stripped down in record time and stood fiddling with himself as he waited
for me. When I dropped my briefs his eyes about popped out of his pretty
blonde head.

"Wow you got a big one Dacian," the boy said with a grin. `Can I touch it?"
I shook my head, said no and reminded him we needed to shower. Of course
Jacob was raging hard almost instantly and paid it suitable attention as we
washed.

"You're getting a boner too," the boy said and it was true, my traitorous
cock was on the rise. When Jacob asked why, I just shrugged it off. When we
finished Jacob asked if we could just hang out naked and I made like I
wasn't sure I wanted to do that but of course I was so let him talk me into
it.

We sat snuggled together on the sofa and it wasn't long before Jacob
"accidently" touched me and apologized. I decided what the hell and told
him we should just play with each other and get it out of his system. We
ended up in Jacob's bed where we touched, looked, sucked, kissed and I
squirted.

After feeling me up side and down the other Jacob wanted to try to suck my
cock so we did then I sucked his. God, having a smoothie cocklet in my
mouth was a dream come true. At one point Jacob commented on the "pee"
oozing out of my swollen cock head so that led to an explanation of
reproduction, the end result of which was me jacking off for the boy. I
must say it was a spectacular cum shot, one of my best ever and of course
accompanied by moans and groans and facial expressions that resembled pain
but were obvious at the far other end of that spectrum.

"Oh gosh that's awesome Dacian can I do that?" That was followed by "how
come you're breathing so hard?" And "it looked like you were in pain, were
you?" So I had more explaining to do. We ended up playing some more and
Jacob jacked me off although his hand got tired so I took over until I was
ready to cum and he finished me off. We fell asleep naked in each other's
arms and practiced more cock sucking in the morning.

From then on we played every day since I watched him after school. I wanted
to fuck him so bad I could taste it but I was still scared of getting
caught. I finger fucked him plenty of times but no dick. Now, I did let
Jacob fuck me and I have to say I loved having his little boner in my ass,
although there wasn't much to work with. Still it was fun. We also learned
that little boys can cum and even though there isn't any sperm Jacob
certainly had the feelings.

So, fast forward to the current situation. Some 40 minutes after Violet
called, Jacob and friend came in my front door. Jacob never
knocked. Another little boy was with him, a sandy haired kid that looked to
be Jacob's age. Wearing grey sport shorts and a Hogwarts t-shirt, he was a
cute enough boy but nothing to get my pants to stir, just sort of plain.

"Dacian this is Mickey, this is Dacian."

"Hi," the boy said, followed immediately by, "That's a weird name." Little
kids had no filter. Using as simple terms as possible I explained that it
came from the name of a people from 2 thousand or more years before. In
fact they were the ancestors of current day Romanian's. Once that was done
we just went about hanging out. About 15 minutes into it Mickey said,

"Jacob says you got hair on your weenie. Can I see it?" I was shocked, to
say the least. When I paused he said, "here, I'll show you mine first."
With that he shoved his sports shorts down to his knees and I proceeded to
shit my pants. The thing hanging between his legs had to be 6 inches
long. The kid's soft dick was fucking longer than mine. He was longer than
90% of the boys in my gym class. He wasn't very thick, about like most
little boys I would guess, although maybe a little thicker than most. He
was uncut so his foreskin created a nipple at the end which seemed to add
another half inch. I could see the rim of his cock head underneath it. His
balls were about the normal size in a wrinkled little bag so looked way out
of place underneath the hose like dick.

Mickey then began swiveling his hips and causing his cock to swing in
circles, an ear to ear grin on his smooth pale face. Clearly the kid had
shown his wares before and knew what he had. Heck I could only do that
after a shower or getting out of bed with my dick was at full hang and even
then my swing paled in comparison to Mickey's.

"Come on," he said, "your turn." I quickly shoved my shorts and briefs down
to reveal my cock which was gently on its rise to glory.

"Wow, that's pretty neat," he said. Mickey stepped out of his shorts and
stepped up close to me. "Can I touch it?" Like I'd say no to that. Still,
he said, "you can touch mine too." I nodded my head and the boy reached out
and took hold of me and fondled. It didn't take long before I was fully
hard but then he was getting there as well.

By that time Jacob had his pants down, dick out and standing upright. "Can
we be naked Dacian," he asked. Mickey was all over that and frankly I
didn't see why not. I assumed that play time was going to be a given so
might as well be prepared. So I said yes and in second we were bare as
babes in the woods.

Both little boys wanted to play with my stuff so we traipsed off to my
bedroom and I lay on the bed and they began their exploration. Of course
Jacob had already done plenty of exploration of my body, just as I had his.

"Have you ever seen the sperm stuff Mickey," Jacob asked. The little shook
his head and asked that that was. "It's white gooey stuff that comes out of
your balls when you get older." Judging by the expression on Mickey's face
the boy didn't seem real excited about that idea so I explained.

"That's the stuff that the man's part to make babies." The boy now offered
a skeptical expression on his smooth plain face so I went on to give a
brief description of eggs and sperm, not that I knew exactly how all that
worked, I knew enough. I went on to explain how a boy puts his hard boner
in a girl's hole and fucks and makes the sperm go in there to fertilize the
egg.

"And boy does Dacian make a lot of it," Jacob tossed into the mix." That
prompted more questions and more explanations but mostly about jacking
off. Mickey knew a little bit about jacking off, having stroked his boy
boner practically every day but not til he cummed.

"It's gets too tickly so I stop."

"But you're not s'pose to stop, you keep going and the feeling in your dick
will make you scream. Yeah it tickles a lot but it sure as fuck feels
good." Mickey seemed to take that information in and his facial expression
changed, as did his directions.

"Can I suck on your cock Dacian," he asked.

"Only if I get to suck your dick," said and then the little guy grinned.

"Well fuck yes." It was weird hearing those kinds of words from a little
kid. Even Jacob didn't curse that much.  That said, Mickey lowered his head
and put his mouth over my cock and started to suck me. He didn't do a bad
job either.

"Wanna suck on my boner Dacian," Jacob asked and a moment later the boy was
fucking my face while Mickey worked my cock. It didn't last real long
because Mickey wanted me to suck his cock which I was more than willing to
do. Jacob backed away and I rolled over to be face to face with Mickey's
dickie. And what a dickie it was.

The kid was at least 6 inches long so didn't seem longer than when it was
soft but he was still longer than me. Not by much, a half inch maybe, but
still. Like I said, it wasn't that thick and boning up hadn't made it much
thicker. Some I suppose but not a lot. Then entire end of his cock was red
and the head was poking out it's foreskin, and it just was red.

I reached out and took hold of him and stroked it a few times. Even though
Jacob was uncut he was much smaller so seeing how a foreskin works on a
bigger dick was more interesting. I finally bent down and took him into my
mouth and began to suckle. I played with his balls while I sucked him and
got plenty of moans and groans.

At my other end, Jacob had taken command of my cock and was busy sucking
me. I loved having the little boy blow my horn. He was so cute and smooth
and seemed so intense when he sucked me. I'd had plenty of blow jobs by
boys my age but Jacob was still much more fun. God I loved little boys. I
loved boys period, but little boys were the best.

I loved the feel of Mickey's dick in my hand and my mouth. He was so smooth
and he had that little boy smell that is almost like baby powder. I really
wanted to roll him over and eat his butt hole but I didn't know how clean
he was. I rimmed Jacob and he loved it but only after I'd washed him
myself. I knew well that little boys weren't too fastidious with their
hygiene. And! I wanted to fuck him. I doubted that I'd get to but I sure
wanted to.

"It's starting to tickle Dacian," the boy finally said. I took my mouth
away and began to jack him off.

"You're gonna cum soon Mickey so hold on," I told him. He finally got to a
point where he told me to stop but even Jacob got behind that one.

"No Mickey, ya gotta keep going trust me, you'll love it."

"I can't," he cried out and started to try and move away but his orgasm
hit. "Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck," he cried out then screamed like a little
girl. If we'd been outside when he did it the cops would have been
coming. Mickey thrashed all over the fucking place as his body spasmed with
his cumming. His head was swinging from side to side and he kept on moaning
and crying. I didn't remember my first time have that effect on me. It took
about 20 seconds before he started slowing down.

I kept on jacking his cock but I kept his foreskin down and stayed off his
cock head, knowing how sensitive it would be. When he was finally able to
speak Mickey went crazy and leapt up and kissed me hard on the mouth. Jacob
was just as shocked as I was.

"That was awesome Dacian, really awesome," he panted then kissed me
again. I asked Jacob if he wanted me to get him off and of course I got a
rapid head nod and a yes. I elected to have the little boy fuck my mouth
while I felt up his delicious little butt. While I did that Mickey went for
my raging boner and was playing with it, sucking on it, fondling my balls
and the whole shiteree. Eventually Jacob had his cum and as usual he all
but screamed as he cummed.

Both boys wanted me to cum so I lay back and jacked off for them. They took
turns playing with my balls and Jacob even got down there and licked
them. I had Mickey kneel next to my head so I could suck his dick, which I
did, and it helped get me to the cum stage pretty fast. I told Mickey to
watch, Jacob already knew the drill, and the boy just stared at my rapidly
moving hand.

A moment later I groaned and slowed way down and my cock erupted. The first
jet of cream hit my face, as did the second one. 4 more thick jets left
white streaks on my chest that stretched from between my nipples past my
belly button. 2 more jets and burps of cum left my torso awash in
sperm. Mickey was going crazy with excitement.

"That's the most of sperm I ever seen you make Dacian," Jacob said. I had
to agree that it probably was. I know for sure I hadn't squirted like that
in a long time. Mickey had to get his fingers in there and feel it, sniff
it and even taste it. "You can eat the sperm too Mickey," Jacob said,
"Sometimes Dacian shoots it into my mouth." The expression on Mickey's face
gave the impression that something he might like to try.

"Now what," the long cocked kid asked. Well, now what meant cleaning the
warming and now running goo off my body. The boys watched me clean up then
Mickey asked if we could play some more. I was all for it but made a quick
decision to take a shower and invited them to take one with me. The goal
was to make sure their little buttholes were clean so I could lick them. We
managed that task easily and 10 minutes later were back in my bed, naked
and hard and ready for action.

We did some more cock sucking and even some kissing. It had a while but I'd
recently gotten Jacob to kiss. He was totally against it until we did the
first time. I'd gotten him hot as a fresh fucked fox, that point where a
boy would do almost anything you asked. Naturally, he'd loved it so kissing
became part of our regular sex play.

So to that end I would wrap my arms around one of them and we'd kiss and
make out while the other one sucked cock, mostly mine, but also the other
boy. I loved holding a little boy and kissing them, running my hands up and
down their back and playing with their ever so small little boy butts. It
appeared that Mickey was all for that too because he responded with a ton
of enthusiasm even to a point of telling me he loved having me play with
his butt. Of course I also got some cock and ball play in there too but for
me the real fun was their butts. This time around I pulled his butt cheek
open with one hand the let my fingers on the other hand massage his tight
little butthole. That really lit a fire in him.

"Oh gosh Dacian oh gosh that feels so good you playing with my butthole,"
he groaned and went back to kissing me with more energy, as if that were
even possible. After a minute he said, "Can you put a finger in my hole
Dacian?"

"I can but I'd rather lick you there first." Mickey pulled back from me
with a "yuck" expression on his face. Before he could ask or ai could
explain Jacob jumped in.  "Do it Micky, you will love how if feels." Mickey
agreed to let me rim him but it was clear that he was very skeptical about
it actually feeling good. I got him into a position I loved; a top down 69
with me as the bottom. When he backed his naked little ass up to my face I
was in heaven. I put my hands on his hips and got him to lower his
delectable little boy butt, raised my head took a lick, then another and
another. From there I went on to gorge myself on his hole.

I licked and slurped, kissed and sucked at his most secret spot and by the
4th lick the boy was moaning and wiggling his ass and crying out "oh gosh
oh gosh". I licked down along that little seam of flesh and licked the
underside of his baby boy balls and got more wiggles and squirming. Mickey
began pushing back against me, wanting more and seemingly wanting my tongue
to actually penetrate his asshole.

"Feels really good doesn't it Mickey," Jacob said and got a head nod along
with an unintelligible comment. Jacob offered his friend his boner and
Mickey declined saying he couldn't do the two things at once. It didn't
take long before I asked for the lube and Jacob handed it to me but I
declined taking it and had him get my finger all slathered up. Once that
was done I slipped it into his tight little hole. Mickey about went wild.

I proceeded to finger fuck the little boy and quickly found that real
sensitive spot in his ass and then he went all crazy nuts on me. Mickey was
almost screaming and yelling about how good it felt and wiggling his butt
and again, pushing it back against my finger. All of a sudden that little
spot got hard and Mickey screamed and shook like he was dying or
something. He was yelling something but I didn't understand a word of it. I
made the kid cum again.

He finally settled down and I took my finger out and checked it but found
it clean. Mickey finally rolled from above me and lay on his back panting
like a race-horse and muttered another oh gosh. Jacob just grinned.

"Told ya." We spent the better part of the next 4 hours messing around. I
didn't fuck either of them but Mickey fucked Jacob who declared that I was
going to fuck him. Not that day but soon. I did fuck him 3 days later.

Mickey thought it was fun as hell and wanted Jacob to fuck him but the
mothers got back before we could do it.

All in all it was a very memorable day which might be saying something
since it happened 50 years ago. I have never seen a dick as big as Mickey's
on anyone under the age of 18. I always wondered what happened to the kid
but never did find out. Jacob and his mom moved away 1 year after the
Mickey encounter and I never heard from him again either.

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