Date: Tue, 09 May 2023 23:08:33 +0000
From: CradledBoi <CradledBoi@protonmail.com>
Subject: Seasons of Love

This story is for adult readers only. Do not read if you are under
the age of 18.

This is an original work.

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The anus is a fascinating piece of human anatomy. That's what John
discovered, or rather reminded himself, when he opened his little lover's
butt cheeks and saw the cute little entryway winking at him. The way the
small pink mounds of flesh folded over themselves like it tucked away some
kind of secret. A hidden passageway that held the treasure map. There was a
treasure, alright, and it was inside this cute boy's butt. John would be
damned if wasn't going to dive in and find it. Without further ado, he
dipped his head and stuck his tongue out, the torch that lit the way through
this beautiful cave of wonders. He loved hearing the boy squeal as his tongue
punched into the backdoor. It was at just a high enough pitch to remind him
of the victory song that played whenever you found an important item in the
Legend of Zelda. This was an important item, and having it felt more like a
victory to John than anything else.

The boy's name was Joshua, and he was 12 years old. He loved playing video
games and hanging out with his friends. He also loved having anal sex,
especially for money. He told John the idea of whoring himself out to guys
in the neighborhood was brought to him by a babysitter when he was 9.
This babysitter had a huge cock, but Josh couldn't really remember how
big it actually was and, of course, having been first exposed to an older
guy's dick, he had no one else to compare it to. He would never get to see
it again, though. The guy got caught with child porn. Of all the things
to get caught doing, and kiddy porn was what nabbed him. John thought
it was a shame. Oh well, at least it wasn't him.

Shortly after his encounter with that babysitter, a somewhat painful, yet
pleasurable encounter, Josh began exploring. He was good-looking boy, alright.
With his messy shock of brown hair, his bright blue eyes, and his soft,
round and rosy cheeks, he had no problems attracting one of John's kind.
There were surprisingly many in his neighborhood. He found that out after
coming on to the janitor in school, who happened to live next door to him.
Juan was a nice man, and he was gentle with Josh. Gentler than the babysitter
anyway. Even had the wherewithal to pay the kid for his services without
request. "Consider it a tip for being such a good little boy," said Juan,
his finger tracing a line from Josh's thick, pink lips down to his chest.
That was when it really clicked for Josh that he could make some money
doing this.

The other boy lovers in the neighborhood weren't hard to find. They apparently
had a network established that ran in parallel with the neighborhood watch.
In fact, one of them was a PTA leader. Go figure. So robust was this network
that it would have taken a calculated police raid busting into some sort of
secret meeting to take them down, but that would never happen. The Pedos of
Pleasant View never had meetings. They knew each other strictly through
word-of-mouth. And loose connections on social media via this new site called
"Connext," which was taking phones by storm. The end-to-end encryption made
it particularly popular to anyone doing shady stuff. Namely the Pedos of
Pleasant View. They had a lot of talking to do there. Especially since summer
was here. School had recently let out and all the kiddos needed something to do.

It was on Connext that Josh found John. He had recognized him from a few
afternoon walks and trips to the park. When John raised his eyebrows at
this, Josh said, "Don't worry, you don't come off as a pedo. At least,
not right away."

"Well, that's good. I got a reputation to keep around here." He traced a
thumb over Josh's smiling lips. "And this is how I do it. Off the record,
little man."

"Of course. That's the only way I do things." Josh grinned at John as he
slid the man's thumb into his mouth and started sucking.

John was the second man that Josh met with this summer alone. He was
working on a third, texting back and forth in between sessions. John
wasn't normally a jealous type, but he had his moments. Something
about seeing Josh on his phone with other guys just didn't sit well
with him. He was soft about it, though. One afternoon, he came into
the bedroom and saw Josh tapping away at the small rectangular device.
The light from the phone lit up his adorable, innocent-looking face.
John smirked when he remembered that the boy was anything but innocent,
his cock already hardening. He padded over to the bed in his bare feet
and slid in next to Josh. As their waists touched, he gently pushed
the phone down and kneaded his face into the crook of Josh's neck,
kissing him right where he liked it. Josh moaned, practically begging
John to slide his hand down the front of his underwear. John, of
course, obliged.

The undies slid off easily enough. Josh hooked his thumbs into the
waistband to help as John planted a trail of kisses from the boy's
lips all the way to the crotch. He took the cocklet into his mouth
nice and slow, peeling back the foreskin with his tongue. He had
gotten good at that since he met Josh, and the boy loved it. After
swallowing his little pecker a few times, he got his little boy
lover to reciprocate. Feeling the lips drape over his throbbing
chub was unlike anything else in the world. It felt even better
than putting it up his ass. You see, with a blow job, there's
little to no resistance, and all the lubrication in the world.
With back door invasion, you've got to have lube, and sometimes
it's still too tight so you have to slow down, especially with a
kid, even one as experienced as Josh. It feels great, but lots
of work, more work than a blowjob.

John always felt like he was gonna blow right when Josh took his
sopping wet lips off the slippery slick dick. When he threw up a
panting grin at John from below, he knew the boy was ready. A silent
signal to the main event. Grabbing the love handles after Josh
turned around on his knees, John positioned himself, slapping his
meat slab right onto the boy's flesh valley. He liked to rowboat a
few times, let the saliva from the blowjob slick up the entryway.
If there wasn't enough, he simply ate out butthole. He almost always
ate Josh out unless he was feeling to horny to wait. This night
wasn't one of those nights. He bent over the boy's hole and lapped
up that starfish like it was a five-course meal all in one. Once
it was slick enough, John gripped the boy's ass cheek, digging his
fingers into the soft flesh, and slowly guided himself in with
the other hand.

Josh gave a slight whimper as always. He squealed a little louder
than he had to because he knew John liked that. It was much appreciated.
John licked his lips as he slid deeper inside. The hole was a little
less tight this time. It felt better, more welcoming. Like a familiar
friend letting in a visitor. He loved the feeling of Josh's rectal
cavity massaging his thick chub of a cock. He knew Josh loved it,
too, by the way he squealed. Some of it was act, of course, but John
could tell it wasn't all an act. He had been with enough guys to
know when they were faking. Kids weren't as good hiding it. They
didn't know how. Knowing this, knowing how good it felt for Josh
to be railed by his 9-incher, John lifted his head and smiled. He
kept that smile on his face as he plowed into Josh faster and harder.
The boy's head bobbed slightly, his messy brown hair bouncing up
and down on his pretty little head. What a horny little twink, thought
John. He's gonna make an even better boy toy when he's older. He
chuckled a little at the thought as he pounded a little faster.

About halfway to his climax, John lifted up the boy's torso and
kissed him from behind, caressing his neck as he did so. He liked
adding that personal touch to the sex that made it that much more
of a positive experience for the both of them. He felt the vibration
deep in Josh's throat from the appreciation he shared. The tight,
high-pitched moans, the responsive lips, the twitching rock hard
nipples. John delighted in all of it as he dicked down the boy's
delectable bussy.  He even reached a hand down and jerked Josh's dick.
The boy moaned even louder.

Right when he hit his peak, John threw Josh's torso forward and
gripped the back of his neck. He pressed in and out of the boy's
fuck chute, his hips slapping into the gyrating buttocks, the fat
rippling out from the powerful claps. He gave one last strong hump
as he hit climax. "Fuck yeah..." he sighed with intense satisfaction
as semen pulsed out of him in waves. It never got old. If anything,
every time felt better than the last. He no longer had to masturbate
to vague fantasies that lay somewhere in between the "ether" and
the forefront of his mind. This boy's ass was literally his version
of heaven. He slid a few more humps into it to the rhythm of his cum.

Josh shuddered at the feel of the warm semen entering him. It never
got old. He turned ten when he started liking it. In fact, it had
been his tenth birthday. His friend's older brother gave him a special
birthday present. Even wrapped him up nice and tight to prep him.
He remembered it all, the fuck was burned into his memory. The burn
of the tape connecting his wrists, the noise of his own whimper
drumming the cloth over his mouth, the rush of heat as the big boy
unloaded inside him. That was when he knew he was gay, that he loved
cock and wanted more of it. He needed the stench of the man musk
fill his nostrils as he swallowed a thick pork dagger. He needed the
sting of getting his hole torn open just before it got the best
massage ever, needed the warmth of the love juice that John now
poured into him. The love his dad would never give him.

Was that really it? Just a cry for help? Attention? Josh didn't know,
but he honestly didn't care. All he knew was he just wanted to feel
good. And fucking grown men made him feel very good. Like a drug that
seized him with its talons of addiction. Pain and pleasure perfectly
intertwined.

The sticky wetness greeted Josh's ears as John pulled out, accompanying
the ripples of residual pleasure that shook him as the cock slipped
out of his closing entryway. John collapsed onto the bed next him and
reached for a cigarette. Then, he thought better of it, pulling his
hand back. He looked down at Josh, who had pulled his underwear back
on and sat up against the pile of pillows.

"Don't wanna smoke in front of a kid?" He chuckled.

"Well, I wanna be a good role model," said John. "Also, this house
has a no smoking policy."

"Thought it was your house."

"I'm renting."

"How are they gonna know?"

"They'll check when I move out."

Josh sat quietly for a moment. "When are you moving?"

John sighed. "Well, my lease is up in a couple of months."

"What's a lease?"

"A contract. Basically says how long you can live in a rental. I can
renew and stay longer if I want, though."

"Are you going to?"

John looked over at Josh. The boy looked back. He had this longing in
his eyes, reflected in the light of the lamp that shined on his cornea.
The man smiled. "Do you want me too."

Josh's cheeks reddened, and he looked away. "Well... I don't know,
I guess."

Chuckling, John hooked his fingers under Josh's chin and pulled him in.
He kissed the boy quickly and passionately. The kiss lingered for a few
seconds, John rubbing the back of Josh's thin neck. He let it hang in the
air, even after he pulled his lips away slowly, a strand of saliva
tethering his to the boy's.

John smiled and said, "I can stay as long as you want."

Josh laughed. "Quit being cheesy, dude." But John could see the
happiness beneath it. He knew Josh cared about him. He knew they
had something. When Josh stopped laughing, he looked over at John's
nightstand.

"So why do you have cigarettes if you don't smoke?"

"They're my friend's."

Their banter continued a little longer into the night. Soon, Josh
tired out and fell into the crook of John's arm. John quietly flicked
off the lamp and got them both under the covers. As he drifted to
sleep, he saw the moonlight wink at him through the window blinds.
Summer's just beginning, he thought. And it's a great time to be
alive. The warmth of Josh's sleeping body carried him off to sleep.