Date: Tue, 29 Sep 2015 11:20:04 -0700
From: Jim Jones <jim1099@mail.com>
Subject: Listen To Your Chapter 2

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Listen To Your - Chapter two

And so we continued with our play game of abduction. Jody seemed to love
every moment of it. I had explained that I wanted him tied so he couldn't
touch himself and that he would really enjoy his next 'tickle' feeling. I
warned him that I would not hurt him and that I would stop if he told me
too. Of course I wanted him coming back for more. Or should I say 'cumming'
back for more. And so I was:

Still on my knees facing my young 'pretend' captive I sat back, my heels
resting on my buttocks I had just finished giving the young boy his first
blow job. His little three inch penis still hard as a nail jutted straight
out from his small groin. His eyes were wide open. His small body
taut. Every muscle strained from his armpits to his wrists. Tummy muscles
sucked in. Legs spread, slim thigh muscles straining. He was still reveling
in the after affects of his first blow job.

 I leaned forward and reached over I removed the ball gag from his
mouth. This caused Jody to sigh and relax. He moaned as I leaned even
closer, still on my knees until my lips brushed against his. At the same
time I reached down between us with my hand, sliding over his smooth
tummy. Over his silk smooth groin. My fingers grasping around his still
pulsing cocklet and I began slowly stroking it with my thumb and finger. I
placed my other hand firmly on the back of his head. I held him tight as I
pressed my lips to his. I forced my tongue between his closed moist lips
and began to french kiss him while my finger and thumb played up and down
on his stiff cocklet.

"Ohhhhhh" he moaned into my mouth. "Ohhhhhhh... ya...ahon..."

I felt his bone hard cocklet throb between my thumb and index finger while
my other fingers slid under his small boy sack stroking his tiny
testicles. Using my thumb I slowly rubbed it over his small tight silk like
pouch. While my thumb played back and forth over his small lump my fingers
stroked the taut skin of his perineum inching closer and closer to his
hidden treasure. The object of my desire. His boy cunt and his magic
spot. That magic spot when touched with my fingertip would almost make the
boy convulse through a mini series of dry cums when first touched.

The boy began to squirm as my thumb and fingertips worked their magic on
his stiff three inch marker size penis. Teasing the nicely shaped little
pink helmet. I continued to kiss my little prize sex toy capturing his
moan, squeaks and squeals in my mouth. And then as the fingertip of my
middle finger slid up between his tight crack and played over his tiny
almost non existent hole he really began to squirm, squealing into my mouth
as he thrust his little hips back and forth as if he was trying to rub his
boy cunt on my probing fingertip. I could feel the a slight indentation of
it as my fingertip rubbed lightly back and forth. Each time my fingertip
brushed over the moist tiny bump he made a another delightful squeal that
was captured in my mouth my lips that were still sealed over his. I fucked
his mouth with my tongue as he moaned and squealed, his small body
squirming as his prostate was rapidly pummeled by my fingertip.

I pulled back just a bit from the panting boy, his small pink mouth open,
he retracted his moist pink tongue that had I had just sucked into my mouth
pulling it back across his tiny white teeth. His eyes were wide open. He
was excited.

Excited at what this stranger was doing to him. He 'pected' some of the
things his mother and teacher had warned him about. He knew he was
trapped. His arms suspended up over his head. Stretched up high on either
side of his head. One end of the strap looped over a thick tree branch and
the other ends fastened to each of his small wrists. Even at his young age
he realized he was at the mercy of the man now and it didn't scare him in
the least. 'Well' he thought maybe a little but that even excited him
more. No.. It excited him a lot. Really excited him. He was so 'cited' each
time the man touched him. Touched not only his pee pee and his 'balls' but
also when the man rubbed his hands up and down his legs and 'ohhhhh' when
the man's fingers moved up and down inside his legs just below his
balls. From inside his knees and up. This made his knees and legs feel like
rubber. Like as if he could no longer stand up. Like his legs were going to
give out if the

 man kept rubbing his hands up and down them. Even when the man's hands
played all over his knees, both back and front. He felt like his legs were
going to give out. He loved feeling the man's hands rubbing up and down his
legs. Oh and when the man's fingertips rubbed lightly inside his leg just
above his knees. It felt so nice and 'sensitive' like.

And when he pinched his? Well those things on his chest. His
'nubbies'. That's what his mother called them. His cute little 'nubbies'
and they had tingled each time she passed the wash cloth over them. Fact,
they made his pee pee get all stiff. But right now his little boner was so
hard that it hurt. Harder than it had ever been. Even harder than when the
man had sucked on it before. It hurt but a good hurt. The man was pinching
each of his little 'nubbies' and it made him squirm. He thought, 'my legs
are going to give out if he pinches them once more.' 'Ohhhhhh' he squealed
as his little body squirmed under the man's well practices hands.

 He wanted the man to put his hard little pee pee, no his 'cock' back into
his mouth and suck on it once more. Just one more time. Please. The man had
sucked on his cock like it was a 'popsicle'. Oh God what a feeling. It had
made his whole body tingle. TINGLE. Like 'lectricity' was shooting all
through him. And how his pee pee. No....No... how his 'cock' had jumped
over and over again and again when it was in the man's mouth. How he felt
so dizzy. A good 'dizzy'. Just like the same feeling when he rubbed his pee
pee against his pillow on the bed. No. No. 'Ceptin' a zillion times
better. It felt so good. It made him feel like he was going to pass
out. Just like he did with mommy on the roller coaster last summer. Only
this time so good. OH SO GOOD. But this time his body seemed to all 'foze
up'. Go all stiff and then 'bang' he remembered pushing his hips back and
forth really, really fast like .... well like... it was as if he had no
control over them.

 Then he remembered all feeling was on his 'cock' as it seemed to ... well
it seemed to 'plode' in the man's mouth. He could remember it jerking and
jerking 'ploding' over and over. Ohhhhhh how he wanted to feel that
again. Right now he was just so glad that he hadn't 'Listen to his'......

 I quickly brought my hand up and slipped my index finger into my mouth
getting it nice and wet before slipping it back down between his spread
legs and pressing it against his tiny hole. That small moist
indentation. And then without hesitation I shoved it up into his boy cunt
up to the first knuckle. I leaned forward and then using my hand that I had
placed on the back of his head I forced his head forward. His little mouth
was wide open. To shocked to even scream. His little pink mouth frozen
open. I quickly shoved his head forward as I covered his open mouth with
mine. A delightful scream blasted into my mouth as I forced his lips
against mine. I slid my tongue back into his mouth at the same time I
rammed the rest of finger up straight up his little ass. My finger slid all
the way into his tight buttery canal then as I wiggled my finger around in
his tight ass he emitted another loud squeal which was stifled by my
mouth. His body had gone rigid. The

 cheeks of his ass tightened. His legs stiff. And then.

His legs gave way and he hung suspended by his slim arms. I began to
rapidly finger fuck my captive boy while I kissed him. My fingertip coming
out so only the tip of my finger remained in the tight confines of his
squirming ass and then 'bam' I rammed my finger back in all the way,
wiggling the tip around each time as I withdrew it only to shove it back
in, finger fucking the young boy. Raping the young boy with my finger. Each
time I rammed my finger home he moved his small hips forward, causing his
legs to buckle and then as I withdrew my finger he regained his footing and
quickly pushed his hips back as he if he was trying to get my finger back
up into his ass only to be rewarded as my finger was shoved all the way
back in and each time my fingertip rubbed over his tiny nub. Each time this
happened he made another and another delightful squeal into my mouth.

His little boy boner was rock hard, jabbing against my chest. I slipped my
hand down from his neck and grasped his throbbing three inch boy boner. I
played it up and down like a flute while I continued to kiss him. My finger
raping his small ass. There was no longer any need to hold his head to
mine. He was returning my kisses like a pro. His head tilted to one
side. His lips seeking mine. Little pink tongue honing in on my
mouth. Especially each time I shoved my finger back into him. He was lost
in the lust of being finger fucked. Being raped by this stranger. He should
have 'listen to your'... and he squealed again and again.

The teasing of his prostate was driving him wild for more and more. Each
time I rubbed his tiny nub, his prostate, it brought him so close. So close
to another mind blowing orgasm. He was on the verge of another explosive
dry cum.  I pulled back once or twice to see his moist pink tongue firmly
pushed out between his lips as it sought to get back into the warm wet
confines of my mouth.

"Ahhhhh yaaaaa" he gasped once again into my mouth as I captured his tongue
back into my mouth. One hand stroking his throbbing boy boner while the
finger on my other hand rapidly fucked his partially open tight moist
tunnel. He was much looser now. I pulled my finger completely out. He
growled moving his little hips back. His perfect bubble butt searching for
my stiff finger. I didn't deny him and he squealed loudly as I shoved two
fingers back into his tight moist tunnel. My fingers were squeezed by the
tight confines of his boy chute. His boy cunt. I continued finger fucking
him now with two fingers. Each time I drove my fingers into him it forced
his little body forward driving his hard cocklet between my fingertips. His
body was arched forward as I rapidly fucked him with my fingers. We were no
longer kissing. His chin resting on my shoulders. My tongue licking his
armpit. Panting into my ear making garbled sounds. Each time I thrust my
two fingers

 into him it was something like,

"AHHHHHH..  ohhhhh UNNH yaaaaa. OHHHHH." and when I pulled out before
shoving them back up his ass it was something like, "eiiiiiiiii ahhhhhh
... yaaaaa...ohhhhh".

And I panted into his ear, "Ahhh you like that hey little boy? You like my
finger up your bum don't you little boy. Say it little boy. Say you like it
when I play with your bum. Say you like it when I 'unnnnn ahhhh' (as I
shoved my finger back into the tight confines of his ass). (moaning,
panting into his ear. Licking his ear.) Say it boy. Say you like
it. (shoving my finger up harder and harder as I groaned into his ear. My
tongue licking his ear canal). Say it. SAY IT NOW. You want to be raped by
a strange man don't you.. you little slut...DON'T YOU..." I panted loudly
into his ear.

"Say it" I panted stopping my finger for a moment. Giving him time to
answer between his moans and delightful squeals.

"AHHHHHH.. ohhhh. ahhhhh.....maaaa.....maa..ore....YESSSSS..... paaa...put
ahhh back ahhhhh in.... in ....my ahhhhhh bum bum.....ahhhhhhh
maaaa... ore....ahhhhhh pul...ease.. ahhhh ... want
... more..... ohhhh... goin' geeeee aahhhhh atttt that.... ahhhh fee...ling
ahhhh again....ohhhhh pul....ease.....in me ....in.... me" he pleaded.

"You want to be raped don't you little boy? Raped by a strange man don't
you little boy?" I whispered into his ear.

The boy was pleading, moaning, his little body twisting around as my
fingers played lightly up and down the crack of his ass. Teasing his moist,
slightly open hole. Each time my finger tip passed over the small moist
indentation he moved his hips backward trying to trap my finger there.

"EEEEEEEE...ESSSS....I want yaaa...ooooo taaaa....ahhhhhh
errrrrr...rape...ape me.... I ahhhhhh doooooo....ohhhhh ont.....ont...kaaaa
... ohhhh waaaa thaaaa...aattt issss...but ahhh do it ahhhh
toooooo....me....eeeee.  ahhhh yaaaaa....ahhhhh raaa ape...me..." he
stammered his body squrirming wildly. He was so close to another orgasm. He
was burning up with desire. He wanted that feeling again. He was desperate.

And then I pulled back suddenly sitting back on my hunches leaving the boy
gasping, groaning as I placed my hands on my knees. I wanted to leave him
wanting more. He was just on the throes of another orgasm when I suddenly
stopped. So close. He thrust his hips forward, searching, stabbing. His
eyes that had been closed popped open. His tiny pink mouth, oval. He looked
so cute hanging there, arms pulled up high over his
head. Confused. Horny. On the verge of another dry cum when suddenly
everything stopped. He had been on the very edge. Ohhhh so very close.

His slim arms from his armpits to his elbows are taut, small muscles
strained.The indentation of each hairless armpit also strained. The
indentations standing out more because of the weight put on his stretched
arms was so inviting. His hairless armpits nicely
displayed. Strained. Indented. So tempting. I want to lean in and kiss and
lick that area. Wash each one with my tongue. Press my thumbs into the
hairless indentation and make the boy squirm as I kiss and lick his ear
lopes. Nippling at them. Pulling them with my teeth. Feel his young body
squirm and react to the pressure I apply with my thumbs. Knowing I have
complete control of this helpless young boy to do with as I please. But for
now I want to just take my time. I don't want to rush. I don't want to
scare this little boy. I want to leave him coming back for more. Much, much
more. The desire to fuck a young boy again was over whelming. It had been
months since I last sank my cock into a little

 boy's ass. The urge was too great. But I had to wait. Take my time.

The boy's beautiful thick head of blond hair covered his ears, flipping
back and curling out on each side of his neck. His bangs sweep low over his
forehead, swept to one side. His eyes are wide open and actually had a look
of fear in them even though earlier he was so excited about playing the
rape game with me. Anxious to find out how it feels to have a man touch him
in ways that he had been warned against. Was it a look of fear or more of a
look at what was to happen next. Or perhaps even a look of desire. Shock at
not being able to get that feeling again. He was sooooo close. Or maybe
worry. Perhaps he should have listened to his mom and his teacher. Was he
having second thoughts?

How it felt for me when I was taken by a man when I too was only
nine. Fishing alone beside a stream like I had done so often that
summer. It was another beautiful warm summer day. The sky was a bright blue
with a few tufts of small white clouds drifting by.

 I was wearing nothing but a pair of tattered jean shorts. Cut-offs. Very
short cut-offs. My small body tanned to a golden color after spending hours
in the sun. I was tanned all over when I was that age because I had often
swam or fished completely nude. Always alone. There were no other kids
living close to us. We lived isolated on my father's farm.

Isolated that is until a stranger appeared out of no where. I didn't even
hear him as he crept up behind me and yanked me back into the bushes, one
hand covering my mouth to trap my screams. My screams were silenced as I
was dragged further and further into the bush to be raped. My shorts
quickly stripped off my thin shaking body as he dragged me deep into the
forest. My underwear ripped off me as he dragged me further and further
into the forest. To a small meadow.

There the stranger had his way with me for hours. I was raped in that spot
deep in the forest. The man took me over and over having his way with
me. He didn't even gag me. It wasn't necessary. No body would have heard me
anyway as I screamed, cried and pleaded with him to stop and let me go. But
each time I was rewarded with a slap to my bare ass or across my face. He
picked up a switch and whipped my legs and ass until stopped screaming and
just sobbed quietly. Even then it wasn't enough for him. He seemed to enjoy
whipping my bare ass. He held my naked body face down on the cool grass of
the meadow with one hand while he used a smaller switch over and over on my
bare bum and on the backs of my bare legs. My body reacting. My legs and
bum, muscles tightening each time whipped me.

I had glanced back at him and was shocked to see that he was naked. I had
never seen a man naked before. I had never seen a grown man's cock
before. He had a shock of black hair around his groin from which this
swollen monster of a cock stuck straight out from. A white cream like
substance oozed from the tip dripping onto the grass or onto the backs of
my legs.

He let me get up. Thinking it was over I started to run but there was no
where to go. The meadow was circular, maybe twenty feet across. He took the
bigger of the two switches and whipped me each time I tried to evade him by
running past him. And then tiring of that game he graped me around the neck
and dragged me over to a fallen log.

He made me get up and kneel on hands and knees over the log. Pinning me
down with one hand on the back of my neck over the log. He took his steel
hard cock in one hand, centered it against my squirming ass and forced it
into me while I screamed in pain. He grunted as he slammed his cock into
me. All the way without stopping until he was deep inside me. I think I
must have passed out for a little while. When I came to he was still
driving his big hairy hips against my small body. Only now I was on my
back. My knees pinned on either side of my head. Then later he took my
lifeless small body and lying on his back he forced me to squat over him,
my knees on either side of his large hairy body. Then as I moaned loudly he
once again forced his penis back up inside of me.

 "Ride me you little cowboy" he had said as he slapped my thighs. "Ride
that big man cock you little boy slut".

Then he made me ride him slapping my ass if I didn't move up and down fast
enough. How many times did he make me lie on my back holding my legs apart
by grasping my ankles as he sank his man cock into my boy pussy. Then he
let me rest for a bit before dragging me over to the log for another round
of fucking. Finally he let me go. But not before he made me lick his cock
and hairy balls clean. I slowly made it home. I was exhausted but managed
that night to jerk my little cock off for the first time thinking about
what the man had done to me earlier that day. I snapped back to the
present.

Was he having second thoughts. He was squirming. Eyes wide open looking at
me with fear as I knelt in front of him. My eyes were filled with lust for
the almost naked young boy. A prize that I had just captured. His fear. Was
it real or pretend. Right now I was so boned up that I didn't really
care. I leaned in again, thumbs pressing into his armpits, my nose parting
the hair covering his ear so my lips and tongue could lick, kiss and
breathe heavily into his ear lope. I was almost panting as I washed his ear
lope with my tongue. I wanted to whisper the things that I wanted to do to
him. But again I refrained. Now was not the time. If I played my cards
right this young nine year old, almost ten year old boy would be coming
back for more. Perhaps begging for more.

The boy groaned out "More.. Please .. More..." as I licked my tongue into
his ear.

Using my hands I put the ball gag back in place. I leaned back once again
on my haunches looking at my still horny confused captured little boy. His
one thought right now was to get that feeling he had just experienced for
the first time, again. I could see the lust in his eyes.

The ball gag stuffed in his mouth with straps going around each side of his
head looked almost painful. Like a small red apple shoved into his open
mouth. His small pink moist lips poised around it. The ridges and muscles
in his hairless white armpits taut looking. Stretched. His tiny almost non
existent pink nipples seemed to be more pronounced, slightly forced
out. His small almost nonexistent pecs puffed out because of his arms
stretched up and outward. His ribs showing just a bit, stomach sucked in,
his waist taut, slimmer again because of his arms pulled up, stretched and
bound at the wrists.

His three inch cocklet though was still hard, was pulsing. The pink
raspberry size nicely shaped little sponge helmet with it's tiny piss
slit. His cock pointed straight out from his hairless still somewhat puffy
bare groin was inches away from my hungry mouth. I had lowered my eyes from
his wide open eyes. I was now feasting on his small finger size cocklet. I
wanted to lean forward and swallow it again. Suck it completely into my
mouth. Feel my lips tighten around this Sharpie permanent marker sized boy
cock with its raspberry sized helmet and tiny piss slit. Feel my lips slide
back and forth over the glass like skin of his bone hard shaft. And use my
tongue to feel and taste the glass like skin while I wash the underside of
it. But my eyes drift downward. The boy had to wait. He had to learn who
his master was.

His slim thighs from his cute dimpled sexy little kneecaps to his groin are
taut. Muscles strained as were his shapely, boyish calves. Each side of his
buttocks was indented, muscles strained there too. Because I had forced his
ankles apart spreading his legs somewhat he was standing up on tip toes. He
didn't realize but I had quickly snapped a small adjustable spreader bar on
his ankles forcing his legs about a foot and a half apart. This caused the
muscles in his coltish legs to look even more strained giving his legs a
very sexy look to them. The branch with the Velcro strap around it was
fairly high above his head causing his young naked body to be stretched up
in front of me. His legs spread apart by the spreader bar attached to his
ankles. The boy could no longer move except for his small hips.

I remained on my knees in front in a prayer position. I extended my hands
on either side of him, rubbing them slowly up his firm coltish
legs. Starting at his slim ankles. My hands and fingers easily wrapping
around his ankles. Over the his taut shapely thin calves. Feeling the tight
silk like skin there. Then slowly sliding up over the taut slim
legs. Taking my time. It felt like small bolts of lightening against my
fingertips. My fingers feeling every inch as they moved over the silky
golden tanned skin of the young boy's legs. The boy with the little
movement he was afforded tried to move his hips to get my attention back to
his painfully hard throbbing cocklet. And I didn't realize it at the time
until much later when we talked but he wanted my fingers back up his
bum. But I ignored his efforts. And so I carried on molesting and delighted
in feeling him up. I was in no hurry to end this.

Up over his cute dimpled knees. My hands stopping there so I could rub my
fingertips over the indentation at the backs of his knees. Fingertips
dipping into the slight indentation, feeling the strained tendons on either
side of the backs of his knees before slowly sliding up the backs of his
slim legs. The silkiness of his skin. So young. The cool tight smooth skin
of those coltish legs. The velvet like skin of his inner thighs. Here I
could feel the tendons in each slim thigh also strained because his legs
forced wide apart because of the spreader bar attached to his ankles.Ohhhh
those beautiful inner thighs. You know when you touch a boy's smooth silky
inner thighs of what is to come. My fingers slid up the backs of those taut
slim thighs, so thin I could almost but not quite wrap my hand around
them. I ran my fingertips over the tight tendons there while my thumbs
played up and down the inside feeling the taut silkiness.

I couldn't stop running my hands up and down the length of his legs. From
his ankles all the way up to his crotch. The tops of my knuckles lightly
touching the bottom of his balls before sliding back down. Ignoring his
pulsing penis that stuck straight out from his body. Up and down my hands
slowly went. Squeezing here and there. I was reluctant to let go of this
sexy part of a his body. His slim legs from above his knee to his
groin. Especially with the fact the spreader bar had made his legs so
taut. I could feel the firm adolescent muscles all the way up his
legs. Muscles that would eventually develop has he becomes a teenager. The
diameter of this part of his leg hardly changing from his knee to his
crotch. That was one thing I loved about a boy's legs. The muscles in the
upper part of the legs are not as developed yet so the leg remains slim
from knee to groin. So sexy looking. I leaned in and ran my tongue up his
leg from his knee to his groin then

 back down the other leg before giving a quick swipe across his firm little
ball sack. This caused the boy to make another delightful squeal into his
ball gag. So desirable.

And then once more I leaned in and licked all around his knee cap. Kissing
and licking it before doing the same all the way up to the crease where his
leg joins his torso. Kissing and licking. Slurping. Long big licks with my
tongue. Then lapping and kissing the underside of his tight almost
nonexistent ball sack. Taking more time there this time. Teasing
him. Making him squeal more as he jabbed my forehead and hair with his bone
hard cocklet. Finally I moved over to the other crease. Kissing him on that
side, then both of his inner thighs and slowly all the way back down his
right leg to the knee cap.

The boy was squirming. Well squirming as much as he could. More like making
forward jabs with his slim hips. I looked up at him. At his eyes. There was
something different there. Was it fear? Had he changed his mind? Or did he
enjoy being molested while he was on full display for my pedo eyes. I was
too busy licking and kissing one of his dimpled knees while my fingertips
played up and down his other spread leg feeling the tightness there. I just
couldn't leave those sexy looking legs alone. They looked like firm soccer
boy legs as I like to call them. Although slim they had that nice sexy look
to them that only a young boy's legs can have.

I leaned over and licked the inside of his spread legs. The spreader bar
had caused his legs to form a wide up side down 'V'. I ran my tongue up the
inside of each coltish only this time it was time to get the boy off.
Giving his testicles another little lick before leaning back down and
running my tongue up the inside of his other taut slim leg to his tight
pulled in almost non existent ball sack. I took the tight small sack into
my mouth. Using my teeth gently I tried to separate and pull his little
jelly bean size testicles away from his body. But I couldn't. They hadn't
completely fallen yet. And so not wanting to hurt the boy I let his ball
sack slip from my mouth. I kissed and licked the tiny wrinkled hairless
sack causing the poor boy to moan into his gag as he threw his head
back. His boner forced up and to one side by my forehead then sliding
through my hair.

All the time his three inch cocklet was stiff, pulsing waiting, wanting,
excited. I sat back on my heels and looked up at my captive boy. The fear
had left his eyes. Replaced by a look of pure lust. Even at this young age
his desire to dry cum was just as powerful as those who were able to shoot
out sperm. He had to cum. To have his release. He was past the point of no
return. He was making muffled urgent sounds now. While I couldn't quite
make them out because his cute pink lips were stretched around the ball gag
it did sounded something like,

"Pal...ease..." then "Ohhhhh pal....ease..Daaaaa.... mmmm Meeeee." the
muffled sounds accompanied by the moving of his slim hips in a forward
jabbing motion making his little cocklet stab across the top of my head or
slide through my hair.

He was looking down, trying to figure out why he couldn't move his legs. It
was as if he just realized his legs were spread wide apart. This movement
made his legs look all the more sexy as the muscles became even
tighter. Taut. Stretched to the limit.  But as he hung there with the
Velcro straps around his slim wrists he continued trying to move his hips
forward. But he couldn't. Frustration began to overcome him.  He wanted me
to pay attention to his cock. The more I ran my hands up and down his slim
taut legs occasionally reaching all the way up and cupping his firm ass
cheeks, pulling them apart, squeezing them. The sound coming out of his
gaged mouth increased in temple. Especially when I pried his tight ass
cheeks apart and ran my fingertip over his moist nub. I wanted to shove my
finger back up the tight confines of his ass but decided that would come
later.

"Ohhhhhhhh" and when my finger slipped between his ass cheeks, the tip
running lightly up and down over his puckered little hole, his body twisted
and he seemed to hang suspended by his wrists as my fingertip dug into his
pink little tight hole. Not sinking in but just pressing at his ass
lips. The groans coming from the ball gag were a delight to my pedo
ears. His ass, his boy cunt was very sensitive. I could tell by the way he
squealed and tightened his ass cheeks each time I touched him there. I
continued to tease the boy as my one fingertip rubbed lightly up and down
over his tiny nub. Pushing against but not slipping inside. The boy wanted
to feel that finger back up inside him touching that special spot that made
him shiver each time the finger stroked over it. He needed to have that
feeling again. All this time I kept flicking my tongue under the crown of
his stiff three inch cocklet. Just flicking my wet tongue under the sponge
like pink helmet

 shaped raspberry size head. Just teasing it. Just letting the tip of my
tongue get a little taste, a feel of his bone hard shaft. A little lick. A
swirl. The tip of my tongue dancing underneath his jabbing
cocklet. Teasing. Teasing him. Just teasing his little cocklet with small
quick licks. Nothing more. Except for my finger rubbing over his tiny moist
boy pussy.

Then I stopped by sitting back and looking at him as I ran my hands up and
down those slim smooth naked coltish legs once again. And every other time
or so my hands gripping his ass cheeks firmly spreading them apart so my
fingertip was able to tease over his puckered pink moist little
entrance. Once in a while jabbing my finger in up to the first
knuckle. Each time I did that I was rewarded with the most delightful
squeal and the feel of his body squirming under my touches. The boy's ass
was so firm I had to pry his cheeks apart to get my fingertip in between
them. I loved the feel of the melon size firm ass cheek in each of my
hands. About the same size as two softballs. He had such a firm bubble
butt. Somewhat pronounced and that made it even more sexy looking.

I wonder how many other pedophiles eye's were followed his cute little ass
as he walked around a mall with his mother. Or how about male teachers in
his school. He had such a nicely rounded bum. I imagined his ass cheeks
wiggling as he walked along. And those pedophiles getting hard looking at
his cute bum wishing they could yank his shorts and underwear down to his
ankles, push the little tease up against a wall while they slid to their
knees slamming their nose right into his tight little ass crack. But oh if
they could see him now. Or better yet see me. About to have my way with my
little prize.

Then it was time. He couldn't wait any longer. Nor could I. He was begging
with his eyes for me to do something other than rub my hands all over his
legs. Even his little balls ached. Do something to the little boy that his
mother and teacher warned him about. He wanted the man to do something as
he tried to wiggle and force his little hips forward not really knowing
what was about to happen but he just wanted something to happen. His pee
pee was so hard. So hard it hurt too. Just like his balls. It was harder
than he could ever remember. And oh so stiff. Pointing straight out from
his body. It felt as hard as a stone. His three inch cocklet was pulsing,
throbbing. It was so excited. So much more than when he lay in bed at night
after being tucked in. After the door was closed and he heard his mother go
down stairs. And that tingle feeling.

Oh how he wanted to feel it now. He needed to feel it now. Nothing else
mattered. It was ten times, no ten thousands of times better then the
feeling he had as he waited for his mother to close his bedroom door. When
he had done it to himself. But when the man did it to him. Oh wow. Oh his
little legs quivered at the thought of that feeling. Oh he thought he would
do anything the man wanted him to do from now on. Anything if only he would
just give him the feeling one more time. No matter what the man told him to
do after he would do it. He would do anything for this beautiful man. If
only he would. Just, well I just need to get that feeling again. Oh
please. I will do anything you want. I would, well how did his mother say
it? 'You owe me' Oh yes. I would 'owe' him. He remembered the saying his
friends used to all say to each other and then laugh so hard after saying
it. "Your not the boss of me." but he would change that if this man would
just lick his

 dickie one more time. Put it back in his mouth and suck on it. Suck on it
until he got that feeling again and he would yell. "HE IS THE BOSS OF ME."

Even now in his young mind as he promised to give himself to this man he
didn't fully realize that after this man had had his way with him he would
be seeking out other men. Other men who would suck him off. Or whenever
they could put their cocks up his bum. He would be addicted to it. Slipping
away from his mom at malls with the excuse that he had to go to the
bathroom whereas he had made eye contact with a like minded man. Both of
them heading to the washroom to unleash their desires. The boy wanting a
man to do him and the man wanting to do the cute little boy. Their urgency
showing in their pace as the boy lead the man to the privacy of the mall
washroom. Or perhaps his grade two man teacher. Or the neighbor who was
always joking around with him. Calling him a real little cutie. Or that
nice teenager who always packed their groceries at the grocery store. He
always lovingly patted him on the head when he walked by him. He would be
seeking their

 hungry mouths to service his little boner. Or their man cocks to push up
into his tight little ass causing him to squeal with delight as they thrust
into him. Of course at this time he didn't realize all this. The only thing
he realized now was that he would give himself to this man completely. He
would let the man do anything if only he would....

He remembered how each time after his mother closed his bedroom door he
would slip out of his pajama bottoms and flip his pillow length ways on the
bed. Then climbing onto the pillow, legs spread, he lowered himself and
began to slide back and forth, rubbing himself against it, moaning quietly
until he got that feeling. Then slipping his pj bottoms back on, he slipped
into a deep sleep. But ohhhh this was so much better when the man had put
his pee pee, no his cock in his mouth. Soooo much better. A zillion times
better. And 'Ohhhhh' so different. His arms stretched up over his head,
suspended and he was naked, well almost naked and in the bush and what had
his newly found friend done to his legs. He felt his legs spread apart. He
couldn't move them. He wanted to push forward but he couldn't. Something
was attached to his ankles. He couldn't even move his legs now and that
made everything feel even better. He love it. Loved being all tied up like
this. I

 can't move at all. And oh when the man kept running his hands up and down
his legs. And his legs felt so tight. Ohhhh the man's fingertips were
driving him crazy. He felt the fingertips lightly gliding up and
down. 'pecially when his fingers slid inside the tops of his legs and then
brushed against his ballies.

'Ohhhhh my gawd' he thought as he felt the hands, the fingers on his butt
cheeks and pulling them apart, 'Ohhhhh gawd' he had moaned into his
gag. Just feeling his ass cheeks being pulled apart. What was that. Why did
the man's hands feel so good touching his ass. AND THEN,

'OHHHHHHHH YAAAAA WHAAAA', his finger touched something. It made him
wiggle. It made him squirm. 'AHHHHHHH EEEEEEEE' again the man had, and
'OHHHHHHH NAAAA...OHHHHHH...YAAAAAA' his finger had touched, touched what,
'My butt hole' Oh the feeling, better than anything he had ever felt
before. Even better than when mommy cleaned my bum in the bathtub with the
wash cloth. And then the fingers were gone. Gone from gripping and
spreading his ass cheeks, back down to his ankles. The man's hands were
wrapped around his ankles. Oh yes that felt nice. BUT.... ohhhh the feeling
when he touched my bum hole.....OH touch my bum again. He tried to wiggle
around to let the man know how much he liked it. How much he wanted the man
to touch him there again.

 'Ohhhh please. more. MORE. MORE. DO IT AGAIN. Ohhhhh touch me again. Touch
me there again... OHHHHHH....PUL..EASE...' he cried out into the gag but
even as he tried to tell the man it all came out in a garbled sound. Ohhhhh
he wanted to tell the man what he wanted him to do. To do things to
him. Things his mother and teacher had tried to warn him about. But he no
longer cared what mommy and Miss Bell had told him. He wanted it. He wanted
the man to touch him. To do bad things to him. This stranger who had taken
him into the bush. 'OH PUL...EASE....OH GAWD....MY PEE PEE IS SO HARD IT
HURTS...OHHHH'

Even as he felt the man kissing and licking all over his legs. The man had
licked and kissed his balls too. Yes that's what his friend Mike had called
them, 'his balls' and he laughed. They both laughed over that. 'Your
balls'. His balls. He wanted the man to continue licking and kissing his
balls and his. And the man had stopped. Oh he wanted to feel the man's
tongue on his 'balls' again and again. Why did the man keep stopping when
the feeling was soooooo good. Everything. He kept stopping and moving his
hands and mouth some where else. Then some where else. And some where else.

All muffled moans and gibberish into the ball gag of course.... but oh the
sounds the boy was making... like squeals...sometimes sounding like a
little girl...especially when I ran the tip of my finger over his little
nub. It felt like a very tiny funnel and I could feel the tiny hole
pulsing, almost as if it was opening up ever so slightly. Trying to open
and spread itself. Trying to suck my fingertip in. I felt the tiny muscles
reacting each time I ran my fingertip over the moist pink almost
nonexistent entrance to his love chute. Just as if it wanted to suck my
finger all the way back in.

'Ohhhh please touch my bum bum again' and 'please. please. in my bum', he
had tried to shout it out once more but it was all just a mumbled
garble. Oh he wanted to feel that finger go in his bum hole again. He tried
squirming, trying to tell the man to do it again. Trying to tell the man to
put his finger back in all the way. No. He wanted to tell the man to shove
his finger back into his bum all the way. Shove it in hard and then move it
in and out just like before. Touch that special spot inside him. Why had
his mom and teacher warned him about this. It felt so darn good. Ohhhh the
feeling. He tried twisting his hips trying to hurry the man's hands up over
his knees and

'THERE, THERE, OHHHH YAAAA IEEEEEEE...YA AHHHH RIGHT THERE....OHHH MY
GAWD'. What did he do that time. 'AHHHHHH' his finger pushed into me. My
aiiiiiiii ahhhhhh bum, 'OHHHH GAWD ...PLEASE...MORE....DO IT
AGAIN...PLEASE...DO IT MORE.... MORE' he tried to shout out but his words
were mumbled because of the ball gag in his mouth.

But oh the feeling of the man's finger wiggling around up inside my bum
bum. 'Oh gawd just there. Oh ya YA. just there' when he touches something
that sends bolts of 'lectricity' through me.

The little boy once again squealing, pushing back as he moved his little
hips around. Front to back. Side to side. Back and forth. He tried to tell
the man to touch his ass again. To shove his finger back up his bum hole
but the man's hands were once more moving lightly up and down his slim
ankles up over his knees, up higher, on his cute little tight ass. His mom
always said that to him. "Ohhh baby, you have the cutest little bum bum"
and she would give it a light slap. He loved feeling his bum being
slapped. He would giggle and pretend to try and get away encouraging his
mom to slap his little butt over and over. It always made his little pee
pee get hard and then he would quickly hide it from his mother by grabbing
a towel to drape around him. Then he would tell his mom he had to go to the
bathroom. When he was alone, his ass cheeks still burning from his mother's
slaps he would rapidly stroke himself until he got the tinkles. Oh what
would it feel

 like if the man was to slap his bum. It felt good when his mother did it.

Now on top of everything that was going on he wanted the man to slap his
bum. 'Slap me. Slap me.' he squealed into his gag. 'Slap my bum. Spank
me. Spank my little bare bum.'Oh yes. He remembered how good it felt when
his mom spanked his butt when he had done something bad. Oh especially when
it was on his bare bum. When she yanked his pants down and bent him over
her knee and spanked him hard. Oh the sounds, the feeling of her hands as
they slapped against his little firm ass cheeks. He loved it when she was
really mad at him. One time she used a wooden ruler on his bare bum. That
time his little pee pee got so hard he got that tickle feeling while he lay
across her lap. He even swore at her and that brought on even harder
whacks. 'Oh the feeling' he sure remembered that time. She thought she was
teaching him a lesson but after she spanked him and sent him to his
bedroom. He slipped of his pants and climbed on top of his pillow and
rubbed himself hard.

 Humping himself against his pillow until he got that feeling again and
again. He could still feel his mother's hand slapping his hot little
ass. He could feel the ruler as she spanked him hard. His cheeks still
warm. Hot. His ass cheeks still burning. The tinkle feeling was even more
intense then it normally was. Maybe he could get this man to spank his
bum. Even with a ruler or a stick. Maybe his leather belt. And he moaned at
the thought. He was so glad that he didn't 'Listen To Your'

The he practically screamed into his gag, no not practically he did as he
felt the tip of the man's finger sink back into his ass just as if he felt
for the first time. And oh he squealed again as he felt the man's lips
sliding around and around his cock. Later all he would remember besides the
incredible good feeling as he was screaming into his gag. Well he thought
it wasn't what you would call a bad scream more of a very shocked
squeal. And ohhhh the feeling. Nothing he had ever felt before. The finger
up his young ass and his small cock sliding between the man's lips into his
warm wet sucking mouth. Ohhhh the sucking. Ohhhhh how he loved that. The
sucking part. 'Oh SUCK. SUCK SUCK ME'

He remembered feeling his knees give way until he was hanging just by his
wrists with the man's finger buried up his ass wiggling around and his rock
hard glass like cock in that warm wet place. The man's sucking mouth. He
looked down at the top of the man's head and watched as the man pulled his
head back a bit exposing his bone hard cock and then he watched again as it
disappeared into the man's mouth and all he could see is the top of the
man's head, his face pressed against his tummy. It was not only the sucking
that was driving him crazy and the finger sliding in and out of his bum but
the man's tongue as it swirled around and around his bone hard cock.

Then suddenly it all stopped. 'OH WHY. PLEASE. PLEASE'. The man, ohhhh he
had to think, the stranger oh yes, he had to play the game. He was
forgetting it was just a game. He had been taken. He had been
warned. Listen To Your....yes he was forgetting. The bad man had snuck up
behind him, placing his hand over his mouth and he had dragged him while he
kicked and tried to scream trying to get away. 'WHAT WAS HAPPENING' he had
tried to scream. Pretending, playing along. He was being apppt ahhhh
ducked... no that's not what his mother had said when she warned him not to
go to the park alone. 'AHHH ahhh aaaa...duct....yes abducted. That is what
she said and now he was being abducted. Well sort of. He had to play the
game. He had forgotten. He had to remember to play his part.

As the man dragged him into the forest he could feel one of the man's hands
groping his crotch. Squeezing his penis. Already the man is a hummm ahhhh
what did his teacher call it ahhhh mole....mole..ahhh yaaaa ... molesting
little boys.... His teacher had told him privately one day just after all
the other kids had rushed out for recess.. His teacher had told him to stay
behind and close the classroom door.. Then he began to tell him that.. If
he wasn't careful some man might grab him and mole.... esst him. Why did
his teacher tell him that? He remembered now. All of it. He remembered
looking at his teacher's pants and he saw they were sticking out. Way
out. A big lump where his teacher's penis should be. Then, he remembered
his teacher had sat back down behind his desk. He remembered hearing the
sound of a zipper but it didn't mean anything then. He just wanted to get
out of the classroom and go and play with his friends. But his teacher made
him do

 silly things like bend over a desk and lift his legs up so they were
sticking straight out. His teacher made him do that a few times. Up and
down. He had felt silly doing it. Then he was told to stand up and face the
rear of the class and touch his toes over and over. He could hear his
teacher panting just as if it was him doing all this exercising. Then it
was strange he heard his teacher gasp and then he moaned loud. The boy
wanted to turn around but he was a little scared and so he kept bending up
and down like he was told. Touching his toes. Touching his toes. Standing
up then bending back over to touch his toes. His little legs stiff.  This
was uncomfortable because it made his shorts tight around his bum. Made his
shorts rise up at the back. Up and down he went until he heard his teacher
moan loudly after that his teacher told him to go and play with the others.

And the other time. The second last day of school when he asked me to stay
behind. He wanted to tell me how happy he was with me that I did so well in
his class. He was sitting at his desk. He pulled me to him after all the
other kids had left and the door was closed. He put his arm around me and
rubbed my shoulders and back while he was telling me how happy he was with
me. 'Oh gawd my pee peeeee I mean my cock hurts so bad right now it is
soooooo hard I can't think.'  Oh yes it was only after I thought about it
that night that I think but I am not sure he slid his hand down my back
underneath my underpants and he was rubbing my bare bum. Yes yes. Now I
think about it his finger was.... ahhhhh oh.. please mister... put my penis
back in your mouth.

My hands were still holding him by his ass cheeks, my hands around his slim
hips as I leaned forward kissing and licking his armpits. And the boy
groaned into his gag. 'Ohhhhh feels sooooo good. Tickles but feels good.'
and now he was biting, not hurting but biting my ahhhh nip.... ahhhhh
nipples his mommy had called them. 'Ohhhhh he is licking them and pulling
on them with his teeth.'

'Ohhhhh nice but, ahhhhhh' now his hands are between my stretched legs, and
'OHHHHH he is pulling at my baaaa....aaallls and AHHHHHH... stroking my
OHHHHHH cock CAAA... OCK..... OHHHHH YAAAA HERE AHHHHH COMES THAAAA ATTTT
FEEEE ILLL ILLLL... ING AHHHHHHH NOOOOO DAAAA ANT TAAA SSSSTTTAAAA OPT.

He knew if he had the chance he would play the game. He had forgotten. He
would scream into the gag.. 'NOOOOOO.... PLEASE MISTER....NOOOOO PLEASE LET
ME GO ....'

Still on my knees I leaned forward it was time to make the boy cum. It had
been so long since I had felt a boy have a dry cum. And now twice in one
day.  How exciting it was for me to feel the boy's cock in my mouth as it
bounced around in the throes of his dry cum. I really had a preference for
young boys who could only dry cum. Feeling their hard little cocks pulsing
and throbbing around between my lips in the throes of cumming. Their little
glans slamming against the roof of my mouth trying to fire out something
that won't there for years to come. And the thing I loved the most was at
this boy's age he could cum over and over again. In fact most boys his age
take forever before their boner finally goes down. And now he has had a
taste of it he will want more and more. I will be down between his thin
young legs many more times. Gobbling at his crotch. Doing whenever and
where ever I can.

But just before I finally let the boy orgasm I had the urge to slap his
tight little ass. Looking up at him I reached my right hand behind
him. Bringing my hand back and away from his body I opened the palm of my
hand and with a flick of my wrist I let him have it. SLAP. I slapped his
tight little ass cheeks as I looked him in the eye. 'You bad little boy' I
mouthed the words as I slapped him again feeling his ass cheeks tighten up
each time as he tried to ward of the sting. The boy's eyes went wide. He
squealed and squealed into the gag each time I slapped his ass. And I
slapped him again and again. SLAP.. SLAP...SLAP...SLAP...There was a
strange look in his eyes as if he had been expecting to have his bum
spanked, no slapped. Like he wanted it or something. After half a dozen
slaps I stopped. The boy had to cum.

I leaned into him as I drew my hand back. Palm open. My fingers tinkling as
I prepared to slap his cute tight little ass again. "You are a bad, bad
boy. BAD BOY. A little boy slut who needs his bum slapped and
spanked. DON'T YOU?(SLAP SLAP). DON'T YOU. (SLAP) YOU BAD BOY. (SLAP) Move
your head up and down. Tell me you are a bad little boy who didn't Listen
To Your... (SLAP SLAP). I should get a small branch and really smack your
little behind.  Your cute tight little bum or I should use my belt on your
tight little ass. SHOULDN'T I (SLAP SLAP SLAP)

Each time I slapped his little bum he moved his hips forward as much as he
could trying to avoid the sting of my slaps. His legs gave out and he was
left hanging by his wrists as he tried to get back on his feet. His legs
spread wide apart he couldn't and his body would then swing backward,
little ass cheeks pinched tight together as the palm of my hand slapped
hard against them forcing him to swing forward and then as his body swung
back I slapped his little ass again and again. The palm of my hand now
stinging from the abuse I was putting on his sore rosy red behind.

I finally stopped when I saw a tear in his eye. Although I still had the
feeling that he liked it and wanted more. Just from the look in his
eyes. Shock at first and then something else. As if he was hoping this
would happen. Finally I moved my hands placing them on his slim hips once
again and opening my mouth making it just round enough to slip the head of
his three inch pulsing cocklet in I leaned forward. The boy's body
froze. Tummy muscles tightening. Leg muscles stiff. Even his slim arms
tight. The boy was moaning continually now ... When his body froze as he
had the felt the tip of his cocklet slip into my moist wet mouth and then
as I began a slow suck his body arched then twisted slightly from one side
to the other as he tried to push the rest of his three inch cock into my
mouth. But I wouldn't let that happen. I was content just to suck the very
end of it. Play with it between my lips. Toy with it. The raspberry size
sponge like helmet. Not

 glass hard like his slim white throbbing shaft with it's pulsing blue
vein. But solid tasty piece of young boy meat being teased by my lips and
tongue.

With one thrust and twist of his feet he managed to push his naked body
away from my advancing mouth. My eyes had been closed as I prepared to
taste the delicacy in front of me when I felt him push away from me. My
hands still on his hips I opened my eyes in order to force him back to my
waiting lips. Was he having second thoughts? Had he just realized his legs
were in shackles. Maybe it was that.

Muffled sounds of, "Fred, Fred ... Feeer...ed" were coming from the now
squirming boy. He was trying to twist his body free from my grasp. His
little body was wild, twisting this way and that all the time trying to
call my name, "Feeer...red.. Fred" came the garbled sound. At first I
thought the child had forgotten my name but then I realized I believed
calling, "RED." I didn't want to hear this. Then I would have to stop. Stop
the rape game. Stop. No, I didn't want to hear him call out the code
word. Not just now. Not now anyway. I had to have a taste of the delightful
little morsel that twisted this way and that with just the tip of it in my
mouth. I was like a dog eying a bone. I had to have it. I was too hard, too
horny. A pedophile with a the very tip, the crown of a little boy cock, my
lips wrapped around it. Ready to slide down the three inch shaft. It had
been far too long. Maybe he was trying to tell me his little nuts
hurt. Blue balls.

"NO" I yelled out giving him another slap on his bare bum. "NO. NOT YET."
and I pulled him roughly toward me. The slap had stunned him somewhat and
he stopped twisting and turning, letting go as I pulled his hips forward
his still hard pulsing cocklet slid into my wet mouth, my nose pressed
tight against the silkiness of his taut hairless groin and I began to feast
on it. Slurping and sucking it. Licking and kissing it. I was out of
control. Nothing could stop me as I began to suck the little boy
off. Twisting my tongue around the small finger sized shaft of his bone
hard cocklet. Tucking my tongue underneath it and then with the tip of his
cocklet resting against the back of my mouth I opened my mouth wide and
licked his tiny pouch. His walnut sized testicles. Then closing my lips
tight around the small shaft I let it slip from my mouth before quickly
sucking it back in. I turned my head slightly from side to side as I sucked
on the little prize.

My hands had slipped from his hips to grasp each cheek of his tight little
bubble butt. I gripped each cheek tightly with my fingers as I forced his
hips to move back and forth rapidly making him fuck my mouth with his
preteen cock. Pulling and pushing. I was in heaven. Boy lover heaven. Wild
horses couldn't have dragged me off my knees as I gave this nine year old
boy a blow job. His cries of 'Fred' had been replaced by pitiful sounds of
moans. He had stopped fighting me as I sucked his little cocklet. The tips
of my fingers had pried his taut little ass cheeks apart and had slid into
the tight valley between them. It hadn't taken much because of the position
of his ankles. Maybe I thought I should extend the spreader bar even
wider. But I was too horny to stop. My index fingers searched for his
little pink nub. That small nub, the small indentation in his ass
crack. Rubbing gently up and down his tight crack until I felt it and he
felt it. He squirmed

 delightfully as my fingertip rubbed over the small indentation. First one
finger traveled over it and then it was followed by other fingertip in
constant rubbing motion that was slowly opening the dimpled entrance up.

Even though he was only nine years old I could feel his small cocklet
expanding just ever so slightly in the confines of my mouth. He was seconds
away from having a dry cum. Actually it was my tongue playing over and
around it that felt the slight swelling and then everything just seemed to
freeze. Just for a second. All movement stopped. He froze. The feeling he
felt from having his small cock sucked off by an experienced cock sucker of
young boys was probably going to be his best dry cum ever. One he would
remember for a very long time. And then 'POW' It happened.

He was suspended by his wrists. His small arms, armpits, straining. His
body went completely rigid. Tummy muscles tightened. Then he quickly
relaxed. His tummy expanded, pushed forward. No. Slammed forward against my
forehead. His cocklet began to thump rapidly against the roof of my
mouth. I quickly ran my tongue around the underside of his throbbing organ
and felt it as it began to pulse like a tiny gun firing off blanks. Pulse
after pulse in rapid succession each time the crown slamming against the
roof of my mouth. His legs quivering, giving out putting more strain on his
arms, wrists tied high over his head. Armpits showing deep
indentations. Tendons stretched.  I could feel the rapid jack hammer affect
as he fired off. About eight of them. His dry orgasm. And then his rock
hard cock began to pulse, throb to the beat of his heart. Boom, boom, boom
in my mouth. Rapidly at first. One of my fingers had slipped into his tight
little ass up to the first

 knuckle and I could feel him, ass muscles pulsing against my fingertip in
the incredibly tight confines of his sweet little tunnel.

Now he was really dangling from the straps around his wrists. His small
legs gave out from under him. Small knees pushed forward. Thin thighs
quivering. His head tossed back. Eyes closed. All moaning
stopped. Quiet. Arms strained. Supporting his small body. And the pulse
began to slow from his cocklet as it twitched and jumped in my mouth in
tune with the beating of his heart. It was still hard. Rock hard. I was
going to make him dry cum again and again. My finger now all the way in the
tight confines of his butter like chute. Wiggling around. I could still
feel his heart beat against my finger as I flexed my fingertip around and
around in his tight tunnel. The vice like grip his ass muscles had on my
finger didn't allow for much movement but I managed to pull back a little
and push back in. This caused a small grunt like sound to come from his
gagged mouth. Something like a muffled, "Ohh aaaaaaaah"

His eyes were wide but this time not with fear. With something
else. Puzzled. Shocked. Amazed. Did he want more. Can I make him cum
again. Continue to suck his little boy cock. He was making quiet mewing
like sounds, like quite squeals. Moaning. His nostrils flaring in and
out. He was slowly trying to regain his stance when I pulled him forward
once again by placing both my hands on his small hips. I fumbled with the
spreader bar, twisting it so it extended another spreading his legs wider
apart. I pulled a spike out of my backpack and hooked it onto the spreader
bar before pushing it down into the soft earth. Now there would be
absolutely no movement of his spread legs for his next dry cum. I was going
to blow his stiff little three inch cocklet again. How I loved feeling
young boy's stiff little boners in my mouth. So young. So virginal. I was
the first to molest them. Excite them. Teach them the great feelings that
lays dormant in their innocent young

 bodies. Most as they grow older will be seeking young virginal boys to
serve their own sexual desires.

Now his legs looked even sexier if that was at all possible. Spread wide
apart causing more strain on his inner thigh muscles. Actually every muscle
in his small body came into play. His calf muscles were strained. Thigh
muscles gave his thin coltish legs an almost cord look to them. Tummy
muscles sucked in. Arms strained from the joints up to the wrists. All this
caused because his legs were spread wide apart. Straps on each ankle
fastened to a spreader bar holding his legs at an obscene angle. The spike
connected to the spreader bar that I had pushed into the ground held his
legs firmly in place. The fact that his legs were spread so wide apart made
it impossible for him to move the rest of his body. He looked so sexy
hanging there by his wrists. Arms strained. Armpits. Tummy muscles
tight. Tiny six pack showing. Although it didn't seem to bother him. He
looked as if he was still in shock after getting his first wonderful blow
job.

His eyes still closed. Little pink tongue, tip rubbing lightly back and
forth. Panting. Cocklet still stiff. Pointing straight out from his
body. All throbbing and pulsing stopped. Testicles pulled tight. Almost
disappearing into his groin. I wanted to pinch his little sack. Make him
squeal.

I placed my hands around his legs just above his knees. I could feel the
tension in them. I leaned forward.  His stiff three inch cocklet, just the
glans disappeared between my lips. I managed to look up at him as I sucked
on just the tip of his cocklet. Slowly twisting my mouth around it. Toying
with it as I looked up at him. Playing and licking it. His stomach was
still heaving in and out as his body as he still was coming down from the
enormous feelings he had just experienced.

 I didn't give him any time to catch up. I moved one hand up to his marble
like ass cheek. I had wet my finger and quickly moved it to his small
slightly puckered entrance and I quickly shoved right up his ass. Jody's
body tensed. Stomach muscles frozen. No movement. Legs stretched wide. Arms
strained. Small fists closed. A squeal and then a muffled delightful scream
from his gag. I could feel the tendons in the back of his knee and leg
through my fingers of my other hand has I gripped his leg.

I began wiggling my finger around in the tight confines of his hot chute
searching for his pea size prostate. Ass muscles tight around my finger I
couldn't move it around except sliding back and forth. Which I did. I
brought my finger all the way out and without pausing I shoved it
forcefully all the way back in. This brought another delightful scream from
Jody's gagged mouth. And again, another delightful scream. And again. And
again. Ramming my finger back in as deep as I could. Over and over I finger
fucked the captured nine year old. He was crying out. Not in pain. Oh
no. Those screams were not screams of a boy suffering any pain. Each scream
followed by a satisfying grunt, a loud groan was music to my ears. He not
only enjoyed getting a blow job abut he was loving it as I finger fucked
him hard. Even at the time I didn't realize how much he loved it each time
my finger invaded his ass.

 'Ugh.. ahhhhh. ooooo ahhhhhh ahhh again' he groaned. Unable to move his
body as I rapidly finger fucked the young captured boy. Teasing his bone
hard three inch cocklet as I continued to look up at him. Watching his eyes
pop open wide each time I shoved my finger all the way up his ass. And then
he would twist his head this way and that as I slowly pulled my finger out
of the tight confines of his ass. Little ass muscles gripping my finger,
trying to hold it. Trying to pull it back in. Then all movement of his head
stopped when each time I withdrew my finger. He looked down at me, eyes
pleading, begging me to shove my finger back in. And when I did his eyes
opened wide and he once again started moving his head side to side. Little
pink tongue peaking out between his lips. Then licking his lips preparing
for the next onslaught of my finger.

And then a different squeal. His whole body tried to move. My fingertip had
found his tiny prostate. I knew that I had touched it when his legs went
stiffer just for a second. Yes. Stiff. Taut. Muscles trying to fight the
spreader bar. Trying to pull free. He was trying to pull his leg in to
combat the immense feelings he was having as I stroked his prostate
gland. His eyes going even bigger. I was now completely sucking him off
while still looking up at him. And then again. Just the tip of his
cock. Not letting him push the rest in. Teasing him at my fingertip played
over his prostate. He seemed to be, but he couldn't move, as he tried to
thrust himself forward. Trying to sink his cock into my wet mouth. He began
to shake his head from side to side. Hips trying to twist. Stomach being
sucked in and out rapidly now. Except for his head the only other part of
his body that could move. His legs spread so wide apart tied at the ankles
to the spreader bar.

 The bar held tight to the ground. The boy was going to cum again as I
tickled his little nub and just licked and sucked the head of his
cock. Just the crown. He was going to get off just like this.

I began to slowly suck on just the tip of his cocklet as I began to edge
him towards another mind blowing dry preteen orgasm. I wanted to bring him
off again and again before I finally freed his exhausted naked little body
from it's bonds. I sucked steadily on just the very tip of his
cocklet. Just playing with the small sponge like head with my lips and
tongue. Pulling back slightly I washed the pulsing piece of boy cock with
my tongue. Just the tip. The glans. It was so stiff it hardly moved as I
ran my tongue around it and under the raspberry size helmet. Then wetting
my lips I let the pulsing cock slide over my lips and then deep into my
mouth, my nose pressing against is tight silk like muscle tightened
groin. I sucked and slurped and worked my tongue around the underside of
his small piece of boy meat. I had wanted it in my mouth just as much as
the boy did. Although I had been teasing him I was teasing myself too. Now
happily sucking him off.

 Feeling a small boys cock in my mouth. My lips sliding up and down the
stiff little shaft. Feeling the sponge like helmet rubbing against the top
of my mouth. My lips caressing it as it slipped from my mouth before I
quickly slid my mouth around his bone hard shaft as it slid back into my
mouth.

No longer pulsing in my mouth. The sponge like crown brushing against the
roof of my mouth as I clamped my lips tight around the small shaft and
began sliding my mouth up and down. I my finger still up his ass. Trying to
force a second finger in. Playing with it. Finger fucking him. It had
loosened up just a bit. A little more slippery. I began moving my finger in
and out rapidly. I stopped supporting his ass cheek with my free hand. The
boy was dangling once more. He was once again on his tip toes only this
time he was trying to push his small hips forward. But because his legs
were spread so side apart he couldn't move at all. But he wanted his
cocklet back into my sucking mouth. He was so close. On the verge of
another cum. That feeling he had never felt before. He just wanted it to
happen again. All his focus was on his groin area. And his bum. 'Oh
Wow'. How could a man's finger in his bum bum make him feel so
good. 'Sooooo good'.

I wanted to cause him just a little pain. Pain and pleasure go together so
the saying says. (or is there even a saying like that..oh well...sounds
good doesn't it?)

I slid my free hand up his chest and pinching one of his little boy tits
between my finger and thumb I gave it a squeeze. A painful pinch causing
him to moan loudly. Causing him to lose his bounce. Causing him to dangle
once more. Arms stretched tight as I pinched him again and again. He
twisted somewhat in pain and somewhat in pleasure. He was squealing into
the ball gag with each pinch of his tit. He tossed his head back, moving
his body by his arms only as he dangled trying to shake of, get away from
the source of the pain. And yet trying to get more as I squeezed and
twisted his little nipple between my thumb and finger. Pinching,
squeezing. This for some reason seem to loosen his ass muscles and I now
able to squeeze two fingers tight together and shove them both up his tight
little nine year old ass. The boy groaned loud into the gag. Squealing. His
little tit being pinched and now the feeling of two fingers up his little
ass.

I let go of his sore tit and slid my hand down between his legs cupping his
tiny ball sack and there I began to pinch and squeeze and pull on it.  His
tight ball sack causing him to squeal painfully. A delightful squeal to my
ears. I didn't want to hurt the boy but his painful squeals were driving me
over the edge. His legs were trying to back pedal but they were spread too
wide and he couldn't move. Only his slim thighs seemed to tighten even
more. Straining as he tried to avoid the pain of having his little nuggets
pinched and squeezed. Every so often I would just hold them lightly while I
sucked on his cocklet. And then. Bang. BANG. Two fingers fucking his tight
little ass. And then. 'POW'

It was happening once more. His body froze stiff. All muscles
taut. Strained. Head thrown back. Way back. Moans turning to
groans. Squeals turning to muffled yells. My fingers had found his magic
nub once more and he was on the verge of his second dry cum as he hung,
captive at the hands of a pervert. Once I touched his nub I pulled my
fingers all the way out and then rammed them all the way back in again and
again, hitting his prostate each time with the tips of my fingers. His body
quivered over and over. He was partially dangling and partially on his
toes. His hands had gripped around the Velcro. He held on tight. This
enabled him to swing himself forward, his body bucking forward wildly as he
came again. Little cocklet pulsing in my mouth. Throbbing once more. My
shorts were soaked with precum. Each feel of his throbbing cocklet in my
mouth caused more precum to leak out. I was in boy lover heaven. Now my
eyes were closed as I feasted on his

 throbbing, pulsing cocklet. My nose pressed tight against his firm little
tummy.

I brought the poor boy off twice more within a half hour or so before I
finally released the exhausted panting boy. He collapsed onto the soft
grass. He was completely worn out. His young body completely
limp. Exhausted. So many dry orgasms complete wore him out. He drifted off
into a deep sleep in the cool shade of the over head trees. He lay on his
side snoring softy as I slowly removed my clothes. I needed to cum. My six
inch cock was slapped hard against my belly. It felt harder than
ever. Especially looking down at a naked nine year old child lying before
me. I could still feel his cocklet pulsing in my mouth as he orgasmed. And
his tight little boy pussy that had squeezed my finger while he had his dry
orgasms. I needed to, had to, get off. Having a young boy suspended in
front of me while I had my way with him was just too much. Especially when
I had widened the spreader bar. I could still see his slim legs spread so
wide. All the little muscles

 from his beautiful calves up his slim legs to his thighs. All strained to
the limit. It looked so sexy. Those beautiful slim legs stretched so wide
apart. Waiting for my hands to slide up and down feeling their
stiffness. Their tightness. The young boy's legs. Mine to molest.

My cock was aching. My balls felt sore and heavy. Now totally naked I
leaned over and I took the sleeping boy's left arm and left ankle in my
hands and spread him out on his stomach. I still had the spreader bar tied
to each ankle. This spread his legs out wide. His little fuck hole was on
full display. A moist little pink indentation still slightly open about the
size of a dime. It hadn't closed yet from the invasion of my two fingers. I
could see about an inch inside. It was pink and moist looking. A little
mouth open. Muscles moving around. Inviting. So inviting.

I had to take the child. I couldn't attempt anything else. Certainly now
was not the time to fuck him, that would be far too early but I could
masturbate while standing over his inert body. Or kneel down and straddle
his small body and shoot my load all over his slim back and bubble
butt. That wouldn't be quite fair right now. My cum squirting all over his
naked back, butt and legs while he was sleeping. No. That would come
later. But the urge for me to cum was overpowering. Seeing the young naked
nine year old boy spread out before me on the grass. His legs spread so
wide apart. The spreader bar still attached to his ankles. His thin legs,
taut because of the bar. His small firm muscular bubble butt also
tight. Cheeks firm. Glistening in the sunlight. Ass cheeks spread. His pink
moist indentation opened slightly. Not wider than the tip of my finger. The
white ass cheeks had a marble like look to them. The sunlight flickering
across them through the

 thick tree cover. Sim small waist. I could almost get both hands around
it. Bare back. The tiny bumps of his spine. Cute rounded shoulders. One
arms flung out across the green rich grass. His head tilted to one
side. Sucking on his thumb. Eyes closed. He was in a deep sleep. Blond hair
tussled, slightly messed. Such a beautiful sight lie before me. This boy
was still all mine to play with as I saw fit. It was so tempting to fuck
him. Rape him here and now. I could very easily take him. Force my man cock
into his tight little hole. His legs still spread wide. All I had to do was
position myself over him, doggie style and force my steel hard cock up his
ass.

Oh boy, how I want to kneel down at the foot of the naked child. Adjust the
spreader bar so his legs are spread even wider apart. If that was
possible. The thin, coltish legs of a nine year old boy, spread so very
wide. Almost at right angles to his body. The spreader bar extended like
this is about the same size as the average broom handle. A hint of muscle,
in the inside of each velvet like stretched thigh. His ass cheeks forced
apart. Pink small moist boy cunt, just a small indentation in the crack of
his ass. Slightly open. I lean forward kneeling over him on hands and
knees. Holding myself up over him by arms that are placed on either side of
his head. I bend down. Now resting on my elbows, I slide my arms forward
tucking my arms under his. My hands folded across the top of his head. My
upper chest resting against him. Covering him. My stomach just inches from
his small body.

 My steel like cock aimed at his pink little boy cunt. My cock so hard it
hurts. So horny it is as if it as taken control of my hips, my mind. I
won't have to use my hand to guide it to the boy's small pink almost non
existent ass lips. Its like a missile honing in on a preprogrammed
target. Leaning forward, my knees between his legs I slide my knees back
along the grass as I bend my hips forward and then downward. The head of my
cock touches his tiny opening, the tiny opening of a nine year old boy. It
causes my whole body to jerk in anticipation or what I am about to do. Rape
this sleeping nine year old boy.

 But my cock remains rested up tight against the boy's hole. It feels like
a tiny suction cup. It wants in, to enter his tight butter like tunnel. To
take the young boy's virginity. To rape his virginal young body. To be the
first up inside this young child's ass. The hunger of my cock to enter is
unyielding. It has been too long since it unloaded inside a very young
boy. It's like it has a mind of his own. It wants in. It wants to fuck this
innocent child. To spurt a load of man cum up inside this naked young nine
year old youngster. To take a young innocent boy such as this one. There is
no doubt about it. It wants to sink into him. Take him right here and
now. Fuck him hard. Cum deep in his ass. Fill him with my cum.

Sliding my knees backward a little I bend my hips down closer until I feel
the bulbous head of my cock pressing against his moist pink hole. Just a
slight indentation in his ass crack. As soon as I feel this I push my knees
back further at the same time as I push my hips down and forward. There is
no hesitation. I quickly force my cock halfway up into his tight hot
tunnel. The boy's head pops upward, the top of his head slips out of my
hands as he lets out a terrified scream. His body squirming under me as he
tries to get away from the pain being assaulted upon him. I quickly cover
his mouth with my hand. The screams turn to muffled squeals as I slam my
hips forward driving my cock the rest of the way up his rectum. He his
thrashing around, really trying to get free now but he can hardly
move. Held spread flat on the grass, My adult body completely covering him
except for his legs spread out wide on either side from his body. That is
the only telltale

 sign that there is a child underneath an adult body. I have no feelings
except for the wonderful feeling coming from my groin. His ass is so
tight. He is no longer a virgin. I think as I take the child. I am slamming
into him now. The need to cum is urgent. He is so tight. His ass muscles
trying to squeeze my cock out one time and the next I feel a tight, almost
slurp, a suction as the muscles attempt to pull my retreating cock back up
inside.

But I am imaging all this as I look at the naked child lying before
me. Looking at those small perfectly formed picture perfect soft ball size
mounts of delightful flesh. Perfectly formed. Two large lumps sticking up
from his body. A boy's ass. So tight, two nicely shaped spheres, globes,
flawless. Ample, tight and firm. Smooth. Completely hairless of course. A
child's perfect little bum.  As horny as I am this is not the way I will
take his virginity. We will make that another game for another day or in
your case, another chapter for another time. I want the child to enjoy
it. To want it and most of all be awake while I prepare to take him. He has
to want it to. We both have to enjoy it.

I want to prepare him to allow me to take his virginity. We will talk about
it. I have videos back at my apartment. We will watch them together. A man,
men, fucking boys his age. Prepare him. Get him to think about it when he
is alone in his bed or when he is humping his pillow or stroking himself
off. Think what it would be like to have the man's fingers replaced by the
man's steel hard cock. That is the way it will be for us.

 I am sure this child will be back for more. Demanding more. He will want
to have the feeling again and again. A feeling only an experienced boy
lover can give him. A feeling like nothing else he has felt in his young
life before. The feeling of my lips, my mouth working their magic on his
hard little boner. I know he loved it when I was toying with his
prostate. His gasps and groans. Squeals of delight. As I finger fucked his
little ass hole. Especially when I managed to push two fingers into
him. His ass was pushing back searching for my fingers each time I pulled
them out. He wanted them back in. He wanted to feel the tips of fingers
rubbing across his immature prostate. No this child will be back wanting
more and more. I have unleashed something within him. Like all little boys
who are molested.  Maybe before he met me the most exciting thing for him
was trips to the amusement park or Christmas morning. Now he has something
far more exciting to look

 forward to. And he can get it whenever he wants. No waiting. No line
ups. No appointments needed. Just a cell call away. And I will be there for
him to service his needs.

I knelt down and unfastened the spreader bar from each of his slim
ankles. Collapsing it, I tossed it back into my backpack I pulled his legs
together by his ankles. I then knelt over him just as if I was going to do
push ups. Leaning over his inert body. If I couldn't fuck him now then this
was the next best thing. I lined my swollen member between the soft tight
velvet like cheeks of his ass. Lowering myself slowly until my cock rested
between his ass cheeks. Just like a hot dog resting in a bun. My chin
resting on top of his head. My body lightly resting on his. My arms sliding
under his. My rock hard throbbing dripping cock resting in the soft deep
crack of his small silk like bubble butt. As soon as my cock was nestled
between his velvet cool ass crack I began to hump him. Sliding back and
forth. Back and forth. Humping myself against the preteens small tight
bubble butt. Moving my hips back and forth I began to rub and slide my cock
along his

 velvet like crease. Feeling the cool skin on my cock as it slid back and
forth in the small valley of his ass cheeks.

As I thrust forward I ground my cock between the smooth hairless ass firm
little ass. Mounting him with my steel hard cock sliding back and forth,
back and forth. The feeling was intense. My cock head protruding one second
out over his back before sliding back into his tight silk crease. Then back
out again over the small of his back. I was panting over
him. Groaning. Ohhhhh the feeling. Beautiful. It won't take me very long to
unload over him. Humping the ass of a small nine year old boy. My hips
thrusting back before pushing forward again. Lying fully on top of the
naked nine year old. My body completely covering his small body
completely. Resting on top of him. Anyone happening on the scene and taking
a quick look would think it was some horny guy getting off by humping the
grass. Only his tiny feet and the backs of his slim legs between mine would
give away the fact that the man was either humping or fucking a young
child.

 I used the naked little boy to fill my pedo needs. Just my hips moving
rapidly back and forth, thrusting my body into him as I pinned him to the
ground. Moving hard and fast now. No longer worrying about whether I was
crushing him or not. I could feel my balls ready to spew their contents all
over his back and bum. I tucked his head under my chin. I could feel his
thick hair underneath my chin as I rapidly rubbed myself back and
forth. Faster now. More urgent. Grinding into him. He was groaning
underneath me.  I wanted to flip him over and kiss his sweet lips again but
I was too far gone. My pulsing cock I ground it between his tight silk like
ass cheeks. Then slowing down the movement of my hips, teasing my throbbing
cock I rested it between the small valley of his ass cheeks and then
unloaded, I shot my load all over his back and bum at the same time
groaning into his ear. I soaked his bum and his back. I could feel the warm
sticky cum against my

 belly and chest. All over his back, dripping down his ass. Finally spent I
rolled panting off him.

I lay beside him. I began slipping my fingers through the many puddles of
my cum on his soaked back. I lay on my side turning the small boy over onto
his back I pulled him into me. His damp body against mine. I dozed
off. After about ten minutes or so Jody woke up. I was relieved when he
turned his head and smiled up at me. He wasn't scared. He had enjoyed it. I
was relieved. Still too exhausted to talk he pushed away so that he was
lying on his back in the grass. Legs bent at the knees. Knees spread
slightly apart.

He looked over my naked body, still smiling, happy, exhausted but happy. I
turned more so I was completely on my side resting on my elbow I leaned
partly over him. Sliding my arm under his head I brought my mouth to his
and kissed him tenderly. At first his mouth remained motionless but as I
wet his lips with the tip of my tongue he slowly opened his mouth to mine
and began to kiss me back. I took my time. Slowly forcing my tongue into
his mouth feeling his almost baby like teeth as my tongue rubbed over
them. I teased his small tongue with my own, encouraging, inviting his pink
tongue back into my mouth so he could really enjoy the art of french
kissing. We kissed each other passionately. Like two lovers but in this
case it was an adult male kissing a young boy. A child. But he warmly
kissed me back. At times his small mouth open, panting, wanting
more. Twisting his head, slightly raising his head up searching for my
mouth.

He was enjoying this. Being gently kissed by this stranger. This man. As he
kissed he wondered why his back and bum felt wet, slick and the man's tummy
was slick looking. Wet. But more than anything he wanted to feel the man's
lips on his. Kissing him. Certainly not like his mother used to kiss
him. This was so different. So exciting. He loved when the man's tongue
entered his mouth and then his little pink tongue had followed the man's
tongue into the man's mouth. He really loved this. Kissing like this. It
felt so good. 'Beautiful' he thought 'I feel beautiful all over when this
man kisses me' And then his thoughts were, 'kiss me. kiss me again' and his
lips sought out the man's and he groaned as he felt the man's lips cover
his again.

Both our eyes were now closed like two experienced lovers as we began to
kiss even more passionately. Like two people in love experiencing each
other for the first time ever. And then I gasped into his small mouth as I
felt his tiny fingers wrapping around my still wet hard pulsing cock. First
the shaft then his small fingers slid over my sponge like cock head. I
moaned as he traced his fingertip over my moist piss slit and then slowly
wrapped his tiny fist around around my cock and slid his hand down my shaft
to first grip one ball then the other. With his small hands wrapped tightly
around my cock we began to kiss with even more passion. Then he quietly
slid down and took me in his mouth showing me his appreciation for all the
'cums' I had given him. I lay on my back folding my hands behind my head. I
closed my eyes as I felt his warm wet mouth engulf the head of my cock. I
felt his tongue playing over my piss slit. Tasting me. Tasting a man for
the

 very first time. This boy would want more. I knew I would cum once more
only this time I would shoot my load into cum in his mouth and I wasn't
even going to warn him.

I reached down underneath him. Groping. Finding his stiff little cocklet I
began to stroke it between my thumb and finger. I lay back. Eyes closed as
I slowly stroked and played with his bone hard cock. His warm little mouth
felt like velvet over the sponge like crown of my cock. I groaned
delightfully each time I felt his little tongue licking my leaking slit. I
groaned again as he wrapped his small hand around one of my balls and
squeezed hard. Paying me back. Except that did it for me. I was too
horny. I felt my sperm traveling up my steel like cock into his
unsuspecting sucking mouth.

My other stories on Nifty are:

Listen To Your ... Jul 18 working on chapter two

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/listen-to-your



A Summer With Jesse - Jan 30 2015 - Unfinished

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/a-summer-with-jesse/



An Unusual Love Story - Jan 11 2015 - Completed

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/an-unusual-love-story