Date: Mon, 26 Feb 2024 12:23:41 +0100 (CET)
From: karcamel@tutanota.com
Subject: Peter's earbuds Chapter 2

Peter's earbuds

Chapter 2


I came down a little lower. I licked the boy's neck and then his chest. He
held my head with both hands and pressed me against him. The pink nipples
hardened from the licks and sucks I gave them. I pushed my tongue into his
belly button and kissed his lean stomach all over. After a few moments I
was on my knees in front of him.

   Peter wore thin sweatpants. I gently squeezed the protruding bulge in
them and felt him tremble. I grabbed the laces and pulled them apart. The
waistband loosened a little and I began to slowly pull the pants down. At
the hard bulge, the pants stopped and I pulled them down a little harder.

   I got them down to mid-thigh and that was enough. He was wearing skin
tight gray Nike boxer shorts. They couldn't hide the erection that bulged
invitingly beneath the thin fabric. The knob of his dick was pointing at
two o'clock and a small wet spot of pre-cum had formed at the tip. It
surprised me a little.

   Curious, I pressed my tongue against the wet spot and tasted the boy's
fluid. The tiny cock vibrated at the touch of my tongue. I pressed my hand
to his buttocks, which felt firm as a basketball. If someone had told me
this morning that I would have an eleven year old lover tonight, I wouldn't
have believed it for a second.

   I pulled down his boxers and his dick popped out. It was quite long
compared to his thinness. I was expecting something... a bit more little
boyish, but his dick was almost the average length of a grown man's dick,
but much thinner.

   I grabbed the thin rod and squeezed it. Hard and soft at the same time,
as a horny cock always is. The foreskin moved back effortlessly, revealing
a wet knob with a hole dripping with bright mucus, the boy was in a real
state of lust. I touched the slimy glans with my tongue. The sticky fluid
tasted a little salty, nothing really.  Certainly not bad.

   I held on to the root of his cock and a beautiful young and willing
organ was in front of my face, waiting to be treated. I patted it on the
cheek a few times and licked it along the shaft to the tip. Peter moaned
with pleasure and his hips shook gently. I took the thing in my mouth and
began to suck hard, moving my mouth back and forth as I played with my
tongue. His sacks had retracted into a small tight ball.  I took them in
the palm of my hand and stroked them gently.

   I continued to suck and squeeze his bare buttocks. I pushed my finger
between them and found the hole. I pressed my forefinger against it. I felt
it respond to my touch. I spit the cock out of my mouth and asked:

   "Would you like to go into the bedroom?"

   "Oh fuck, of course."

   We stumbled towards my wide double bed, Peter walking ahead of me and I
holding onto his shoulders. He kicked off his sweatpants, leaving only his
socks on. I watched his tight ass, which responded to his steps with
elasticity. I also threw my own clothes here and there in the hallway on my
way to the bedroom.

   Peter was lying on the bed with his hands behind his neck, uninhibited
and horny, shamelessly exposing his nakedness. His body was hairless,
boyish, not yet possessed of masculine virility.

   There was no hair on the underside either, and the naked,
innocent-looking dick looked downright delicious. Fortunately, I had shaved
a few days before.

   I sat astride the boy's thighs and moved up a little from there. I
pulled his beautiful cock against mine and took both in my hand. I started
to jerk off. Mine was visibly thicker against the boy's thin shaft, but I
didn't mind, on the contrary.  Our foreskins moved up and down in unison,
mixing our pre-cum.

   "This is what I wanted when I saw you. I don't think Alex has any idea
what I have with his daddy," Peter said with a grin, referring to my son.

   "You want to put this inside me? Fuck me?" I asked. Usually I'm the more
active one, but now I wanted that nice piece of meat inside me.

   "Fuck yeah!" Peter replied enthusiastically.

   I leaned over the drawer of the bedside table and asked, "I guess we
don't need a rubber in here, do we?"

   "I guess not. I've never used it anyway..."

   "Well, in that case, this will do." I grabbed a tube of Mister B
lubricant from the drawer, especially effective when you're not using a
condom because it's oil based.  I carefully lubricated his eager cock from
root to tip and also applied it to my ass hole. Peter watched with
interest. I wiped my fingers on the sheets and threw the tube on the bed. I
climbed closer to the boy who grabbed his dick and pressed it against my
hole.

   I used my hand to guide the thing to the right spot and slowly began to
descend. My ass started to suck the thin organ in, so I just let it go. I
felt the stiffness of it and wondered what thoughts were going through the
child's mind. I moved back a few inches and sat down a little lower. Peter
had his hands on my shoulders and was staring at his crotch as my ass
swallowed his sweet piece of meat whole.

   I began to slowly and pleasurably fuck the boy's organ. The cock tickled
my G-spot nicely and since I was in control, I was able to regulate my
pleasure. I leaned down and we kissed lewdly. Peter began to move his hips,
picking up the pace. I responded to the thrusts with my ass and soon we
found a common rhythm. The thin but very pleasurable dick inside me felt
good, I wanted to scream with pleasure.

   Peter pushed his hand between our bellies and grabbed my cock, which was
at the point of splitting. The bed creaked and heavy moans filled the
room. Our bodies were soaking wet with sweat and I thought sex couldn't get
any better than this. For a man in his fifties, a schoolboy was a pretty
rare catch, and he was certainly a better catch than any woman I'd ever
fucked.

   Peter grabbed my buttocks with both hands and motioned for me to pick up
the pace.  I coughed and let go. With my ass I fucked the young penis,
which began to swell even more, until the first load of thick cum was shot
deep into my bowels with a familiar feeling. The boy howled and writhed
beneath me. He pressed himself tighter against me and let his seed fly into
me.

   His dick pumped and pumped. Mouth open, eyes closed, he let out a
deafening howl.  The head of the bed had been banging loudly on the wall
for a while, and the neighbor was getting fed up; I could hear the wall
banging and demanding silence. Eventually Peter calmed down and I collapsed
on top of him, sweating. I pressed my forehead against his, and we panted
against each other's faces like sprinters at the finish line.

   "Terrific!" Peter sighed in a husky voice. "You've got to have some ass,
too, don't you?"

   "I'd like that, sure," I said. "Would you let me fuck your ass?"

   "Of course. How do you want to take me?"

   "Be right there," I said. I piled the pillows under his ass so that the
delicious rose bud was like a tray in front of me. Peter lifted his legs
over his chest. I cupped the tube of lube in my hand, but before I applied
it, I planted a few wet kisses on the hole I was about to take. His ass was
completely hairless and nicely pink. I licked a few times and stuck my
tongue in. Well, it didn't go in of course, but the boy seemed to like it,
so I continued for a while.

   I slid my cock and pushed my slippery fingers into the boy's hole. I was
in a frenzy of excitement, I don't know when, if ever, I've been so
aroused. I pushed my glans into his hole and waited a moment for him to get
used to it.

   "Have you ever been fucked in the ass?" The question quickly seemed
silly. How could an 11 year old be fucked in the ass?

   "Yes, quite a few times. You can guess who it was." Peter said with a
hint of mischief in his voice.

   "You mean...?" I needed a moment to process what I'd heard.

   "Okay, I shouldn't have blurted that out. Please don't tell Alex."

   "Yes, of course not." That was all I could say. I was in a frenzy of
lust and became even more horny when I realized that I was about to
penetrate the same ass that my own son had cum.

   I pushed in slowly but firmly. I felt my labia pressing against the
boy's buttocks, I was there. I began to fuck the boy steadily along the
thrusts, enjoying every inch of his ass. I pulled my cock out of his ass,
letting the knob out against the hole, and pushed it back in. I did this
repeatedly, and each plunge into the hot hole was like a little death.

   Peter wrapped his arms around my neck and whispered dirty words into my
ear. Little by little I began to fuck him harder and harder. I reached up
and grabbed the boy's knees. I wanted to see my rock hard cock rowing
inside the boy. Fucking faster and faster, the bed began to hit the wall
again.

   "Ahhhh, ooohhh, ooohhh," I moaned and howled loudly. I didn't care about
anything, my cock was having a party, that was all that mattered.

   "Yeah, fuck me, fuck me with your big cock!" Peter screamed and
howled. He had grabbed his own cock and was violently jerking off his
magnificent dick.

   The sight was just too much. I felt shock waves rolling from the
farthest points of my body to the center; my cock. Then there was an
explosion. I shot my wet bullet into the boy with such pressure that he
couldn't help but feel it inside him. My cock slammed my fluids into
Peter's darkness with powerful bursts. The orgasm felt all the way to the
back of my head, I could see stars and was sure I would pass out at any
moment.

   I became aware of a horrible noise, caused by both of us. I screamed
with pleasure and so did Peter. He had cum at the same time and the sperm
flew along his boyish chest and up to his face. The bed was creaking and
the neighbor was banging on the wall, I heard some indistinct screaming
from there.

   All good things come to an end and so does the orgasm. We lay on top of
each other, sweating. I could feel Peter's pulse racing and his breathing
ragged.

   "This isn't fucking real. How can fucking be this good?" I said. Peter
leaned in and planted a kiss on my mouth.

   "There's plenty of it. I mean, if you want, I can come over anytime.

   Then the doorbell rang. I looked at my watch, it was 9:30. I put on my
underwear and answered the door anyway, even though I knew which way the
wind was blowing. I opened the door and there was my neighbor Jordan.

   "Could you fuck a little quieter? I have to get up for work at five.
Admittedly, I'm a little jealous, you've got a lovely lady there, but
still." Jordan looked through the door into the hallway. Pants, shirts and
underwear lay on the floor.

   "Yeah, all right, we'll give it a try. I think this is just the
beginning, but if we move into the living room then it's okay." I looked at
Jordan who was looking behind my back and turned around. Peter was peeking
through the bedroom door, shirtless.  I closed the door.

THE END

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