Date: Fri, 07 Jan 2022 16:15:02 +0700 From: Bun Bunns Subject: Secrets of Pinewood Heights: Afternoon Delights Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction containing graphic depictions of sex between minor boys. If this story offends you, if you are underage, or if this type of story is illegal where you live then please do not continue on any further. While writing is its own reward, this old man would love to hear some input from all of you. Please address all of your responses to mrbunns@yandex.com. Suggestions are welcome, flames will be ignored, and words of praises will be put in a picture frame to be hung on my living room wall. I'm just vain that way. Acknowledgement: This story was inspired by twofoldman's wonderful (and hot) "Secret World of Boys" stories. If you like this, I'm sure you'll love those and other stories he has written. Just hop on over to the Prolific Author section and give it a whirl! Also, don't forget to show your love and support to Nifty by donating to them. They're a fine lot who's helped authors to reach a wider audience, so it would be great if this time around we give them a helping hand. More info can be found at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ____________________________________________________ Afternoon Delights (b/b, b/b/b, cons, oral, anal, orgy, voyeur) By Mr.Bunns "This is bad, huh?" "Uh-huh." "Mommy's not gonna like this." "Nuh-uh." Ian and Dylan Holcomb sighed in near-perfect unison as twelve-year-old Jamal Ashton tried his best to contain his amusement over his newfound wards. He read somewhere that it's not exactly uncommon for twins to have fun with their mirrored appearances, such as dressing up the same and finishing each other's sentences. He thought that was just a cliche in movies and something that lazy writers would do until he discovered the Holcomb Twins and found there was some truth in all those fictions. When he discovered them spying at good ol' Jimmy Lee vigorously buttfucking little Jacob Hanes in the forest, the two little boys were wearing identical red T-shirts with a cartoon baby chicken picture while crouching behind the bushes. Their blue jeans overalls were dropped all the way to their ankles where they wore the same pairs of tennis shoes with identical red stripes, and they were mutually stroking each other's hard little dickies at the same rapid pace. They even jumped at almost the same time when Jamal cleared his throat to let them know that they were caught red-handed. Mommy must've run with the identical twins' cliche `till the wheels fell off, the handsome black boy chuckled inwardly as he glanced back at the two boys following behind him. They looked no older than Jeffie was last year when he starred in the "Forest Fun" Dinkies video shot right here in the woods of this very lodge, their attire and bowl-cut light brown hair giving the impression that they were younger and more innocent than they actually were. Come to think of it, I haven't even asked them how old they were, now have I? Jamal thought all of a sudden as he stopped and turned around to face the twins. "Say, how old are you guys?" he said in a nonchalant tone. The twins looked at him and each other, before they both simultaneously raised six fingers with Ian saying, "We're this many." "Uh-huh," Dylan nodded. Jamal could feel his dick rebelling against his jeans already. He licked his lips as he drank in their creamy smooth white skin, upturned button noses, and somber hazel brown eyes that checked all of the right spots for his personal preferences. He liked feisty boys like Jason or Billy, but there was something to be said about innocent young ones while imagining kissing those tiny ruby red lips and smothering them with his mouth. "Well, there's plenty of guys your age around here so you'll be making friends in no time," the tall black boy smiled before he turned and resumed his walk, "In fact, we're going to meet some of them now." "Where are we going?" said one twin, Ian, walking behind and off to the left of Jamal. "Back to the lodge," Jamal said, "Didn't you guys just come from there?" "Nuh-uh," the twin on the right, Dylan, shook his head. "Who did you come down here with?" the tall black boy went on. "With daddy," Ian said, "He told us to go play so we did. And then we saw, um, `that' when you found us." "So your daddy is the only one who's here with you?" "Uh-huh," Dylan nodded in acknowledgment. This gave Jamal considerable pause as he recalled the drive up to the lodge even amidst the ongoing orgy in Ray Dinkle's van. Part of the reason why he was so excited to wrangle the twins back to the lodge with him was that he recognized them as the two tykes who were vigorously pleasuring each other as they stared breathlessly over his performance with Jake Sullivan earlier this morning. He clearly remembered there was a mother and an older sister in the van with them, the latter being the one who barged in on their fun and teased them about it to the point that their faces went brighter than the ripest of apples, so where are those two now and why did they only leave the twins alone with their father? "Well, we can't go look for your daddy on an empty stomach," he went on, "You fellas wanna grab some lunch?" Both boys turned to the other as their tummies gurgled at almost the same time. They looked down on their bellies before once again turning their gaze at Jamal with a happier look on their cute little faces. "Uh-huh!" they said in unison. This is gonna be great, Jamal grinned to himself as he led the twins away from the forest and into the lodge proper. There were a couple of boys playing touch football on one end of the spacious green lawns of the lodge while another group was doing sack races on the side lawn. Any passing visitor would get the impression that this was just a normal forest lodge built by some outreach program run by your typical do-gooders from the nearby Pinewood Heights community to fight the humdrum monotony of their suburban lifestyle. That is because any passerbys would never spare a thought to check the insides of the stone-and-wood two-storied lodge itself where the real fun happens in this secret haven. Keen eyes would certainly raise questions on why there were only boys and adult males in the vicinity, though they would be easily appeased by any simple explanation. After all, people only believed what they wanted to believe, and surely a haven for naughty, horny boys and the like-minded men who worshiped them is too fantastical to exist in a civilized society. The post-pandemic scene inside the lodge truly has changed, however. In the past, Jamal could walk past the front door and be greeted with the sight of dozens of naked boys his age or even younger draped across sofas and tables and even on the carpet, moaning and groaning while equally nude young teens or adult males rutted along with them like a bunch of wild rabbits. Today, though, the first-floor living room looked just like any other living room, with the boys chatting along with their pals as they shoveled spoonfuls of pasta salad with roasted barbecue chicken from their plates into their mouths. "Sorry," Ian gave an apologetic look when his tummy rumbled again over the smell of delicious food. "Uh-huh," his twin beside him nodded over the same predicament. I'm gonna raw-dog you two till you can't sit down for a week, was the thought that ran across Jamal Ashton's mind. What he ended up saying was, "It's okay. Besides, I did promise ya both some lunch." The tall and handsome black boy then led the two newcomers into the kitchen area where five boys were seated around the table munching on their meal and barely gave him the time of day as Jamal announced his arrival by saying, "Boy, you guys worked up some appetite huh?" "It's going to be a long day, so that would be the wisest course of action," a bespectacled Asian boy in a smart casual summer shirt said before gulping down some water and adding, "And who might your new companions be?" "This is Ian and Dylan Holcomb," said Jamal as he stepped back to gently push the twins to the foreground, "These are my friends. Go on, say hello!" "Hello," Ian shyly waved his small hand while Dylan hid behind his twin and simply nodded to everyone present. "Hi there," an eleven-year-old blonde boy in a summer shirt and pants number waved at them in a friendly manner, "I'm Jason and this is my brother, Jeffrey." "Call me Jeffie," the eight-year-old seated beside him said. He looked like the miniature version of the first boy right down to the summer shirt and pants, though his rambunctious nature lay in stark contrast to Jason's calm and friendly demeanor as he went on, "You guys hungry? We got tons of stuff to eat! Here, sit right next to me!" "Keep it in your pants, ya little hornball," said a grumpy voice from across the table as the twins took their seats. The owner of said voice, an eleven-year-old curly brown-haired boy, was sporting a scowl that made the twins shrink into each other's embrace as he spoke up once more, "I swear, you and Gabe are like dogs with their things hanging out each time we see someone new." "What thing?" Jeffie cocked his head in confusion. "A male appendage," the Asian boy offered as he scooped up a second helping of pasta salad. "What's that, Jimmy?" "James," the poindexter corrected in a prim and proper manner, "And I was referring to penises." "Oooh, you mean a peepee!" Jeffie giggled. "That is not the proper parlance for it, but if it makes you happy then sure," James shrugged as he shoveled some pasta salad into his mouth. "So, did you guys like what you see?" A second voice called from across the table, this one belonging to a youngster about the same age as Jeffie though his ginger locks made him a stark contrast to both the boy and his older sibling or pretty much just about everyone else on the table. "Umm, huh?" Ian started before he was interrupted by the red-haired boy. "Name's Jakey," he hastily introduced himself before pursuing the subject, "So, did you like what you see?" "Oh, uh, yeah," the more talkative twin nodded, "Our house is kinda small, so a place this big is really nice." "Uh-huh," the shy twin added with a nod. "Not that, silly!" Jakey gave an amused chuckle at their candid remark, "I meant this morning! You know, when you saw me from the back of your van!" Jamal grinned in secret as a slow realization dawned on Ian's cute little face. Jakey had practically told the brothers point-blank that not only did he recognize the two from the drive up to the lodge this morning but also that he was well aware they were turned on from watching the imp get his ass ravaged. The tall boy secretly relished how shyly Ian and Dylan behaved as they looked at each other before looking down at their feet with a guilty expression as the heat rose to their cute round faces. He also knew that he needed to say something to ensure that his path to their virgin bottoms remained a smooth one and he knelt in between their chairs to place either hand on both of the twins' shoulders. "Hey guys, it's okay," Jamal spoke in a cool, reassuring tone, "You've seen what those two did outside, right? And that nobody was around to get mad at them for what they did? That's the kind of place this is. You don't have to worry about people yelling at you for having some fun." "But mommy said it's really bad for us to touch our thingies," Ian turned to look at Jamal. "Uh-huh," Dylan agreed. "But does it feel bad when you're doing it?" Jamal asked in turn. The childish logic the twins ran with gave the question some weight as they both took a few moments to mull it over. Dylan, much to Jamal's surprise, was the one who came up with the answer first as he looked him straight in the eyes and shook his head with a spirited, "Nuh-uh!" "Then there's your answer right there," Jamal ruffled the twins' bowl-cut hair with his large hands. The twins closed their eyes like a pair of puppies enjoying a good petting, and when they opened them they glanced at each other while sharing a knowing smile. Given how often he's been through these types of setups, Jamal doesn't have to be a mind reader to know precisely the meaning behind their smiles. "Hey, cool!" Jakey said with a glimmer in his eyes as he tucked back into his lunch, "So does that mean you're gonna fool around with us too?" "Um, fool around?" Ian said, not fully grasping the meaning of the term. "That can wait until later, Jakey. Look, they haven't even touched their food yet!" Jason pointed out before turning to the twins with a gentle smile, "Come on, guys, eat up! We've got more food than we know what to do with `em, so you'll really be helping us out by digging in!" Once again the twins wordlessly smiled at each other before picking up their forks and knives to get to work on their meals. Jamal was quickly reminded that his belly needs filling too, so he joined in with the rest of the crew on the table to have his fill. As he did, he continued to study the twins as they chatted with the rest of the gang. To be precise, all the chatting was done by Ian as Dylan only responded with a simple "uh-huh" when agreeing or "nuh-uh" when disagreeing as well as affirming a negative opinion his twin had expressed to the group. The handsome black boy concluded that since one twin is extremely shy and that nothing will ever get done without both twins agreeing to them, he would have to start by breaking in their inhibitions in private. The gears continued to whir as he saw Ian laughing at Jakey's jokes while Dylan quietly smiled, and by the time the plates were cleaned Jamal had a surefire idea to finally get into the twin's collective overalls. "Yo Jay, is everybody still upstairs?" He called Jason with his own personal nickname as he helped the boy put away the plates. "Some of them went out to the forest earlier, but I'm pretty sure most of `em are still in the kids' room," Jason stopped scrubbing to eye Jamal with a suspicious look, "Why? What do you have in mind?" "Oh, I just thought the twins would like to know that their dad didn't abandon them to a bunch of horny boys like us," Jamal grinned as he gave Jason a rather meaningful look. The implications of said look were not lost on the blonde boy as he sighed in exasperation. "I swear, you, Jonah, and Jakey are all the same," he shook his head, "Also, I don't know if they're prepared for that kind of thing. They like looking at others and touching themselves, but you saw how shy Dylan was. What makes you think he would even agree to have strangers touching him, let alone get into his pants?" "Because I know one shy white boy who was exactly like him when he was around that age," Jamal placed his arms around Jason's shoulders while his fingers teased his nipple through his shirt, "And he turned into putty in my hands the moment I put the moves on him." The last part was added with his other hand groping the modest package on the front of Jason's shorts and causing the eleven-year-old blonde to sigh as his breath grew deeper. "Alright, fine," Jason blushed as he wiped his hands clean of soap suds to pull out an antiquated key from his pocket, "I'll tell the guys what's happening so we'll be ready when you are." "Thanks, man," the handsome black boy said as he let go of Jason and took the key. He gave a quick, friendly swat of the blonde boy's ass before going off past the dining room to look for the twins. He found them in the entrance hallway together with Jakey admiring the rows of old photos of boys from the sixties and seventies posing together as a group hanging from one side of the wall. "Did they all live here?" he heard Ian say. "Uh-huh," Dylan nodded to voice his only opinion. "Wonder who likes to fool around with who in this one," Jakey said as he peered at a photo of boys in outdated swimwear. "Hey guys," Jamal greeted the twins before waving the antique key before their eyes, "Wanna see something cool?" The twins both looked at him with genuine curiosity, though Jakey took one look at the antique key and grinned a rather knowing grin. He knew that he needed to get with the program though, and immediately picked up on Jamal's words by saying, "Oh yeah! It's really awesome, you guys!" "What is it?" Ian's curiosity was piqued. "I can't spoil it for you, you gotta see for yourself," Jakey grinned, "Trust me, it'll be worth it." Though the twins looked rather hesitant as they gazed into each other's eyes, curiosity won out in the end as they followed behind Jamal in an obedient manner. Jamal gave Jakey a final wink before he departed, one that was replied with a silent, naughty grin as the younger boy ran off back to the kitchen. There's no doubt in his mind that Jakey is excitedly discussing the fate of the twins with Jason right now, and thinking about what they have in store for the cute pair of identical six-year-olds made his own dick rock hard in no time. Jamal led the two boys up the carpeted staircase and onto the second floor. The twins had this twinkle in their eyes as they marveled over every piece of antiquated furniture and paintings that lined up the walls of the second floor. Jamal chuckled inwardly over their reaction for it was the same response he had the first time he was brought down to this place by the Dinkles so many years ago, so he could completely understand their fascination over the rich decor. "What's that?" Ian said as they approached a door in the upper hallway and heard what sounded like muffled groans from behind it. He turned towards his sibling and said, "Did you hear that?" "Uh-huh," Dylan answered, inching closer to his brother. "That's the cool thing I wanna show ya. Wanna see?" Jamal offered, and both twins nodded their heads with Ian being slightly more enthusiastic than Dylan. The tall black boy smiled as he placed a finger over his mouth to indicate that the boys needed to be very quiet. He then slowly turned the handle and cranked upon the door just enough for the three of them to peek inside. The moment he did an all too familiar chorus of high-pitched soprano wails harmonizing with low-baritone grunts, creaking wooden frames, and what sounded like two wet hams slapping together reverberated in their ears. The mixture of fragrant wood and fabric softener combined with the rank smell of masculine musk and dripping boy sweat also invaded their nostrils. The sounds and smells were rather alien to the twins' ears, but they were nothing compared to what they could see taking place inside. On the rows of beds on both the left and right side of the large room were scores of naked young boys fornicating with older men, teenagers, and even other boys who were also equally naked. Hairless small bodies gyrated as men seized their slim hips to slam them down onto their engorged cocks, thin legs kicked about in the air as larger bodies pinned them down onto the mattresses to pump hard in and out of their upturned butts, and small hands clawed onto far larger shoulders and arms and backs. Small cocks were devoured, small mouths forced to gobble oversized cocks, and gaping anuses spurted cum like fountainheads as wails of high-pitched unbroken voices praised their tormentors to assault their hineys even harder. The fact that the twins saw and heard everything before them and not only did not run away scared but were in fact pitching the cutest little tents on the front of their overalls told Jamal that they were not totally opposed to the idea of hardcore male-on-male sex. He knelt down to place one arm around each twin's shoulders, their short stature allowing his hand to drape down all the way to their crotches. "See?" he said quietly in their ears and making both of them shudder, "Pretty cool, right?" "They're, they're all doing the thing," Ian sighed heavily, "From the forest." "Uh-huh," Dylan gave a slow acknowledgment, his breathing growing heavier. "I told you before, that's the kind of place this is," Jamal moved his hands to gently massage the twins' erections. Both little boys shuddered to his touch but did not pull away, staring down to where his hands were before looking back up to enjoy the show. Jamal smiled over his discovery of two little horndogs in the making as they stared unblinking into the room while adding, "Nobody will get mad at you because they know it feels really good. See those guys? They're feeling really good right now, that's why they're kissing." "Daddy must be feeling really good too," Ian sighed as he enjoyed both the show and getting fondled by the handsome black boy. "Your daddy's here?" "Uh-huh," Dylan whispered and nodded before pointing three beds down on the left row. He was banking on the twins' father to be present in the room but Jamal couldn't help but give a small chuckle when he saw what the quiet twin was pointing to: on top of the bed naked as the day they were born was a burly man with the same facial features as the twins who had pinned down a chubby blonde boy in a missionary position and kissed him deeply. There was no mistaking Gabe Townsend, the little sex fiend of Pinewood Heights, even underneath all those man flesh as he would always choose the biggest man possible to give him the roughest fucking a small boy's body could possibly endure. He wondered how Andrew would react seeing his boyfriend so thoroughly ravaged when he also noticed the brown-haired boy face down and ass up beside the two with cum spurting out of his hole. Somebody got another two-for-one deal besides me, he thought before saying, "Yeah, your daddy must be feeling really good, but more importantly, he made that boy feel really good too. That's what it's all about: having fun and making each other feel really, really good." The two kids didn't answer him as they panted along to the rubbing of his large black hands, so Jamal thought they would be ready for the next step as he said, "You guys wanna try having fun and feel good too?" "Uh-huh," the little bowl-cut twins in overalls said in almost perfect unison. That was good enough for Jamal as he ended his fondling abruptly and stood up. He could see the disappointment in the look they were giving him when he turned around from closing the door shut. The fact that both boys were now hooked to the promise of even more carnal pleasures would make them putty in his hands as he smiled and said, "Come on, let's go somewhere and have fun!" The twins' faces lit up as they quietly nodded and followed along behind Jamal. The tall black boy led them down to the very last room in the hallway before producing the antique key and placing it into the keyhole. A few turns and clicks later and the door swung open to a rather opulent bedroom that could only best be described as something coming from a children's fairytale. Though the appearance was rather dated, there was no doubt in mind that this was a child's bedroom as apparent from the colorful walls and the small-sized furniture littered around the room. Cartoon prints were the order of the day, from the walls to the patterns on the desks and bedside tables and even some of the wardrobes and mid-sized rugs on the floor all sporting the same colorful images of clowns, trains, cars, boats, and other block toy shapes. Soft toys and wooden figurines were perched on racks and shelves around the room, with bookshelves stacked full of colorful children's books right beside the two ornate windows next to the bed. The bed itself was perhaps the only unusual feature in the room. While a child's bedroom would usually have a small bed to allow for a large play area for its occupant in the remaining space, this one was large enough to fit in three to four adults comfortably despite the cartoon print beddings clearly telling visitors that they were reserved for children. This was the first major clue that something was amiss and that this was not a simple child's bedroom as initial impressions might paint it to be. Luckily none present save for Jamal knew the true purpose of the room as he strode in and hopped onto the side of the bed closest to the door. He looked on at the two little boys still loitering by the doorframe, sizing up the room up and down with equal parts curiosity and suspicion. "Come on in," the handsome tall black boy addressed the twins as he patted the empty spots on either side of him on the bed. Ian and Dylan looked back and forth between the older boy, the room, and each other before they answered his invitation by trotting in and plopping down on either side of him. The bowl-cut boys visibly shuddered again as Jamal placed his hands around their shoulders and gently massaged their bare upper arms to relieve their tensions. "S'big room," Ian muttered to break the silence, "Is this yours?" "I wish!" Jamal chuckled as he reached for the buttons of the twins' suspenders, "But I remember having fun in this room a lot. I thought it was pretty big too when I was your age." He unfastened the suspenders with his nimble fingers to cause the flaps to droop to one side as he went on, "Did you guys have a big room like this too at home?" "Nuh-uh," Dylan sighed as Jamal massaged his small chest after he unfastened the button to his second suspender and causing the flap of his overalls to fall off completely. "Our bed's kinda small too," Ian panted with longing when Jamal pinched one of his nipples through his T-shirt, "And Dylan gets scared sleeping alone so he sleeps with me and made it smaller." "Uh-huh," the shy twin confirmed as he too was enjoying the black boy's nimble fingers tweaking his boytits through his shirt. "That's how you guys got started fooling around with each other?" Jamal eased off the little boys to slide their already loosened overalls off of them. The twins were obviously hesitant, but they were too aroused to stop now as they obediently raised their hips and allowed Jamal to shed their overalls completely from under their butts. Soon enough he had in both arms two half-naked identical twins with pale smooth bodies and a pair of even paler, slim cocklets with identically angry red knobs that twitched at the mere brush of his fingertips. Jamal lovingly fondled the taut little balls, completely undeveloped and looking like tiny marbles as he rolled them around in his fingers. "Yeahhh," Ian answered as he savored Jamal's long digits on his immature package, "Dylan brushed his hand on my thing on accident. It felt good, and he wanted me to do it to him. We've been touching ourselves ever since." "And what else did you guys do?" Jamal said as he continued to fondle the brothers. The twins' genitals were so small that he could cup their egg sacks with his three fingers and still be able to milk their shaft with his thumbs and forefingers. His own dick twitched as he imagined all the things he would do to the little ones as Ian continued his story. "I, I would climb on top of him and move my thing against his," the first twin gulped hard as he answered for the both of them, "And, and Dylan would climb on top of me to do the same thing." "Have you guys kissed each other yet?" "Nuh-uh," the quiet twin sighed. "Well, in that case, let me show you how," Jamal said as he continued to stroke them both, "Stick your tongue out like this." The pantsless bowl-cut boy on his left did as he was told and mimicked the way Jamal opened his mouth to stick his tongue out like he was licking invisible ice cream. The handsome black boy took his cue to lean in close, twirled his much larger tongue around the little boy's smaller one before opening his lips to envelop Ian's soft lips. Jamal noticed that the boy was wide-eyed with shock at first, but was quick to relax as he closed his eyes to enjoy the slimy appendage caressing each and every tiny baby tooth in his mouth. "Did you get that?" Jamal said after he broke the deep kiss. "Uh-huh," Ian nodded with a drunken look on his face. "Cool," the older boy said, "Now show your bro how you do it." The last part was said a he turned towards Dylan, who had a look of deep longing on his cute round mug. The shy twin looked back and forth between Jamal and Ian, and the older boy could tell that he was a bit disappointed that he wasn't getting his kissing lesson from the handsome black boy. All were part of Jamal's plan, however, for he knew that as long as Dylan is comfortable around his more active twin he would be down for the hotter and heavier stuff down the line. The plan was proceeding nicely as Ian leaned towards Dylan and offered his tongue to his shy brother. Jamal was party to a beautiful, albeit sloppy, incestuous deep kiss between his two young catamites as they smacked and slurped on each other's lips in a very loving manner. He gently guided the two little boys with both hands behind the backs of their heads, instructing them on the best way to massage each other's tongues and causing them to moan into one another's mouths. "Didja like that?" he said when the twins broke their kiss. "Uh-huh," Dylan nodded with a bit more enthusiasm. "Can we do more?" Ian sighed with a smile. "Oh don't you worry, kiddo," Jamal said as he ruffled both of their hairs, "We're going to do lots more!" Once again Ian and Dylan closed their eyes like a pair of puppies enjoying a good petting before heeding Jamal's instructions to lie down on the bed. The two boys were so small that they could share one pillow comfortably, looking up at Jamal with a hunger he knew all too well. Far be it for him to deny two sweet little angels their demands as he traveled down to their hairless loins and grinned at their twitching little dickies before opening his mouth to take turns swiping his tongue on Ian and Dylan's bulbous red knobs. "Hnnnnnh," the brothers sighed when Jamal licked the tips of stalks like a pair of cherry lollipops. The small circumcised appendages were no bigger than his pinkie, yet they elicit big reactions from the twins each time he blew, licked, and eventually swallowed them whole. He ate out their taut little ball whole, rolling them around in his mouth like two pairs of the sweetest candies in the land. He could feel his own arousal over the moans and whines of the two little boys that he started fumbling with his own clothes to finally get this show on the road. The next thing he knew he was naked save for his ankle-high sports socks looming over the wide-eyed twins to show off his rather toned, athletic body. He could see that their innocent eyes were staring unblinkingly with disbelief at his package. Indeed, Jamal Ashton was quite proud of the length and girth of his genitals that, when hard, could easily reach twice the size of an average boy his age and he would never miss an opportunity to boast about what he got between his legs. "See anything you like?" he grinned as he placed his hands on his hips while kneeling on both knees. "Your peepee is huge!" Ian exclaimed. "Uh-huh!" Dylan nodded in agreement. "Well, maybe one day you guys can be this big too," he said as he clambered up the bed to plop down between the two half-naked siblings, "Go on! You can touch it if you like!" The two little twins didn't waste any time clambering over and roaming their hands all over their newfound toy. Jamal sighed with delight as he savored their small hands cupping his balls, stroking his veiny shaft, and staring at the large bulbous knob that is in stark contrast to the sizes of their own cherry tips. Soon enough their curiosity got the best of them so much that Jamal could effortlessly suggest the twins use their mouths on his ebony monster. Of course, the twins being young and inexperienced meant that Jamal had to suffer a few winces when their baby teeth accidentally scraped against his most sensitive parts. He persevered as he continued to instruct them in the proper way to manhandle a large piece of boymeat, and soon enough the twins were horking down his entire length with barely any problem. Their cheeks bulged each time they swallowed him as best as they could, their faces growing a brighter and brighter shade of red as they forced more of his length down their small underdeveloped gullets. Jamal rewarded the twins' valiant efforts by pulling them both up to the bed and kissing them passionately on their mouths. Their smooth hairless bodies were so small that even with his arms draped around their shoulders Jamal could reach down with his hands to stroke their hard little stalks. The twins appreciated Jamal's efforts by roaming their hands all over his toned square chests. "Can you do that thing with my peepee again?" Ian sighed as Jamal plundered the depths of Dylan's mouth. "Well, I could do that," Jamal smiled as he broke the kiss with a panting Dylan, "But how about you guys do that to each other instead?" Jamal then instructed the brothers to scoot down lower on the bed so that they have more room to play before telling Ian to lay on top of Dylan while facing away from him. Their matching height and stature made the boys' heads at a perfect distance from each others' crotches and Jamal instructed them carefully in the fine art of mutual fellatio. Very soon he had two little boys who were barely old enough to attend grade school slurping and bobbing their heads on each other's hairless cocklets with gusto. "Mmmmph mmmhhhhh!" "Mmmmmnhhh mmmmmhmmmm!" Their delirious whines of pleasure were music to the handsome black boy's ears as he decided to join in as well. He brought his nose down to Ian's cute little bubble butt, inhaling the sweet boy musk wafting off of his winking little starfish, before his sticking his mouth straight into the cracks of the child's ass. From how the brown-haired little boy was wiggling his hips in excitement he knew he had the child's full approval as he lubricated his virgin love canal with his saliva. Next, it was Dylan's turn to squeal in pleasure as Jamal went over to his side and have Ian assist him in raising his twin's ass up in the air. Neither children stopped sucking on their slim baby dicks as Jamal jabbed two spit-slicked fingers into the child's upturned butt repeatedly. That was when he remembered about the lube and the special dildo that was in the bedside table's drawers and he promptly released Dylan from his sweet torment to retrieve the two objects. It took some convincing on his part for the two little ones to agree to allow him to jam the silicon snake up their poopers, but the results were instantaneous as Jamal now has two identical boys writhing around on the bed in a scissoring position with an oversized dark purple plastic tube connecting their baby holes and a pair of erections that just won't quit. He clambered on top of the conjoined twins and fed his drooling black dick to Ian's gasping mouth while kissing Dylan's soft supple lips. The conjoined siblings groaned and grunted as the black boy bounced his nuts on Ian's nose and twirled his tongue to caress each and every single one of Dylan's baby teeth. Jamal then turn around to give Dylan a taste of his drool-slicked shaft and sucked on Ian's tongue much to the bowl-cut boy's very vocal delight. While not as welcoming as his brother judging by how many times the handsome black boy winced to Dylan's teeth scraping against his cock, the quiet twin proved he was an equally accomplished cockhound by swallowing the engorged pole all the way to the back of his throat with zero gag reflex. He could feel the twins' twitching pole brushing against his muscular abdomen and see their tiny limbs flail about each time he slammed his nuts on Dylan's face and plundered every nook and cranny of Ian's mouth. "Lie down on top of each other, guys," he commanded to the twins after he released the gasping and panting six-year-olds from underneath him. He helped the twins dislodge the double-ended dildo from their collective holes before assisting Ian to lay face-to-face on top of Dylan. He then raised and hooked Dylan's legs onto Ian's thighs to line up their once puckered holes on top of one another, a succulent sight that made Jamal's cock throb harder than before. "Bear with it just a little, okay?" Jamal kissed the top of Ian's head before parting his small cheeks with one hand and shoved his cock in one smooth go. "Hnnnnnnghhh?!" came Ian's cry of surprise as he arched his back. "Awwwhhh don't clench, kiddo, don't clench," Jamal hissed as he could feel the little boy's anal muscles resisting his entry. Jamal continued to whisper words of encouragement as Ian sobbed liberally. The well-hung black boy didn't stop his assault of the little boy's poor fanny though as he continued to push and push until he could feel his groin resting on the cleft of Ian's buttocks. The little bowl-cut boy drooled as the older boy started pumping his bubble butt in earnest, thrusting hard into his hole from the get-go. All of this happened in a matter of seconds as Dylan looked on with shock and fear in his eyes. The expression on his cute young mug told Jamal that he had some idea of what was happening to his brother, but was either too shocked or too interested to try and scamper away. Their tangled limbs made it impossible for him to escape anyway, so the twin brother had no choice but to let out a loud squeak when it was his turn to have his hole penetrated. "Ahhhhhhh ahhhhhh annnnnghhhhh agghhhhhhh!" the little ones howled as Jamal fucked one tiny hole hard before pulling out to ram his fuckstick into another. "Ohhhhh shiiiiiiit that's tighhhhttt," the handsome boy groaned as he worked on the baby booties relentlessly. He pumped and slammed and pummeled the two little boys' holes until the anal muscles eventually gave up and allowed him unobstructed entry to their hidden depths. Jamal grinned as he could feel the twins' rectums taking the shape of his cock, and he vowed to make these no longer innocent little boys remember their deflowering for the rest of their lives. He scooped their tiny bodies into his arms and sat upright to impale one twin onto his awaiting cock while jamming three fingers up the other one's pooper. The poor lambs shook around like a pair of ragdolls in his embrace, too powerless to escape and too delirious from pleasure to even try. Jamal suckled on Ian's lolling tongue before greedily taking in Dylan's as well, slurping and licking on their tiny little appendages as the two of them panted like puppies in heat. Ian was the lucky recipient of Jamal's first load that afternoon as the handsome black boy slammed his hips against the child's buns to spray his seed all across his rectum walls. The febrile child cooed as his small body shook and shivered to his first-ever dry orgasm, and the tall black boy offered him words of congratulation to praise the child for his slow transformation into a little man. The weakened boy gave a proud smile over his tear-streaked face, and Jamal allowed the tired boy a moment's rest as he gave his twin brother his undivided attention. Dylan was no longer all that quiet as he whined incessantly while Jamal bobbed his head on his bald pubes while ramming his hole with his three fingers. His long digits had absolutely no issue reaching up to the secret magic spot that all boys had in their tight little rectums, pressing on that one spot to tease the squealing boy past the point of no return. The bowl-cut boy whimpered as he closed his eyes and arched his back to feed his cock and balls into Jamal's hungry mouth while he reached nirvana, pushing the back of Jamal's head with his small hands as he rode the highs of his immature sexual bliss. The handsome black boy leaned back to wipe his mouth with the back of his hand and smiled to marvel at his handiwork. Two identical young boys drenched in a fresh coat of sweat and cheeks brighter than the ripest of apples now lay panting and gasping on the bed before him. Their identical cartoon print T-shirts were damp with the copious amount of sweat they worked up with their little playtime, and a steady stream of cum was leaking out of Ian's well-fucked hole. Both boys were sporting a very satisfied smile though, and right on time too based on what Jamal could see right by the open door from the corner of his eyes. "Did you guys like that?" Jamal said as he gently massaged both twins' floppy genitals. It was a silly question, he knew, judging from the way their dickies started going hard once again. He learned that newly broken-in boys need to come to terms with their experience first before they would become repeat customers though, so it was a necessary question all the same. "It was kinda scary and hurts at first," Ian sighed as his tiny chest rose and fell. "Uh-huh," Dylan sighed as he nodded weakly. "But once it stopped hurting it was really fun," the first twin added with a smile while the second did the same. "Well that's good to hear because we got even more fun for you guys today," Jamal said before turning his head slightly to the door and calling out, "Come on in, fellas!" Seven familiar faces marched in right on cue, the very same boys the twins had met earlier during lunchtime. The identical brothers' eyes grew wider as they no doubt recognized that two of them were the very same boys they had spied on in the forest before Jamal caught them earlier. They were even as naked as the brothers remembered them, although this time they were joined by their five new friends who were also equally naked and sporting erections of various shapes, sizes, and lengths. "Figures Jamal hogged the new guys for himself," Justin scoffed where he gathered with the rest of the newcomers at the foot of the bed. "You have no one to blame but yourself for that," James Lee shook his head before pushing his glasses up his nose. "What did you say?!" the curly-haired firebrand snapped back at the little Asian boy, who reacted to his outburst with barely any change in his perpetually bored expression. "He's right, you know," Jonah piped up, "The little ones said you didn't give them time to rest once you got going. Sometimes they didn't even get to finish before you up and leave." "Wha, but, uh," Justin blubbered before saying, "W-Well, at least Jeffie likes what I do, right Jeffie?" "I mean, I love it now," the seven-year-old blondie beside him placed a hand on his lip as he went on, "But that first time we messed around you kinda just left me there once you're finished. I had to wake up big bro to help me finish off." Jamal could see that the candid remark had embarrassed Justin from the awkward look on his face and the rushing pink colors on his cheeks. He only glowed even brighter red when James flatly chimed in with a simple, "Well done, Casanova." "Aww shaddap you lil' shi-" "Guys, guys, come on," Jason interjected when Justin looked as though he was about to throw himself at James and not in a good way, "Don't you think we got better things to do than fight among ourselves?" "Oh give it a rest with the goody-two-shoes act, ya damn phony!" the firebrand snapped back. "Hey, don't yell at my brother," Jeffie pouted up at Justin. "I, I wasn't, I mean-" "Well done, Casanova," Jonah mimicked James' words with a grin. That teasing only seemed to fuel Justin's anger even more as this time around he directed his ire at the Filipino boy, which in turn got Jason involved following the rest of the crew. All, that is, save for two as Jacob Hanes and Jake Sullivan ignored them all to approach the twins on either side of the bed. The curly brown-haired boy laid down next to an inquisitive Dylan while his redheaded friend plopped down beside Ian on his front side with his hands beneath his chin and swinging his legs up in the air the way a gossipy teenager would during a slumber party. "So, wanna do some more stuff with us?" Jake Sullivan grinned at the younger bowl-cut boy. That was all the persuasion Ian needed as he nodded his head and sighed when the ginger boy crawled on top of his sweat-drenched half-naked body to land a kiss on his lips. Now familiar with what was expected of him, the rather vocal twin parted his lips to allow Jakey's tongue to invade his small mouth and swirled around against his own. Right beside him was his twin brother doing the exact same thing with Jacob Hanes, the two little boys smacking their lips and playing with each other's willies. As Jacob became more and more aroused he sat up and coaxed Dylan to raise his arms up so he can assist in removing his sweat-drenched cartoon print T-shirt. The damp clothes fell onto the wood-paneled floor with a wet plop as Jacob laid his bare chest on his new friend's damp little chest while gyrating his hips to ground their very hard little dickies together. "You guys are missing out on all the good stuff here," Jamal turned his head slightly to call out to the rest of the gang. Sure enough, they stopped their bickering and turned their attention back to what was happening on the bed. The sight of two pairs of underaged boys making out naked on the bed quickly reminded the five boys why they were here in the first place as they took to each side of the bed and joined in on the fun. Ian had Jakey kissing him deeply, Jeffie sucking on his teats, Jason bobbing on his hard pickle, and Jonah chewing on his taut little ballsack. Beside him lay Dylan locking lips with Jacob while James licked his smooth little belly, Justin devoured his tiny set of cock and bells, and Jamal sticking his entire face onto the child's upturned butt. Both twins looked like they died and went to heaven from the expressions on their cute round faces, closing their eyes and sighing with content as their small bodies involuntarily shuddered to the jolts of pleasure coursing through flailing limbs. Jamal then bent Dylan in half to offer Justin unobstructed access to the little boy's gaping hole. The older curly-haired boy accepted his invitation right as the younger curly-haired one clambered up the bed to feed Dylan his modest little nail. The tot grunted onto Jacob's loins right as Justin sank his cock all the way down to the hilt, all ten of his teeny tiny toes curling from the intense pleasure of having another boy's dick lodged up his pooper. "Awwwhhh shiiiiit," Justin gasped, "Kid's tight!" "Was even tighter half an hour ago," Jamal said between swipes of his tongue lashing at Ian's cockhead. "S-Showoff," the older Hanes sibling scoffed. Jamal giggled inwardly and popped the small boy's hard dickie into his mouth before turning his gaze to the other side of the bed. Ian's group now had the other twin sixty-nining with Jeffie underneath him all while Jeffie's older brother Jason vigorously fucked the bowl cut boy's ass and Jonah rabbit-fucked his younger stepbrother missionary style. With Ian's slim baby hips and Jeffie's kicking legs firmly in their hands, Jason and Jonah leaned close for a deep kiss as they both fucked their young charges with wild abandon while Jakey knelt behind the older blonde boy to bury his face between the clefts of his athletic buttocks. He turned his attention back to Dylan's ordeal and saw that Justin had flipped the small boy on all fours to copy what was happening to his brother. Jacob coaxed the small child to bob his bowl-cut head on his modest erection all while James took his place behind the fellated curly-haired boy to line up his hard dick against his perky bottom. That only left one spot left for him to fill, so to speak, as he crawled up behind Justin Hanes who was too consumed with ravaging the little six-year-old's ass in front of him to notice his approach. "Awwwwhhhh," the curly-haired boy sighed when he felt Jamal's thick trouser snake invading his hiney, "Shit, Jamal, not like this!" "You know the rules," Jamal whispered in his ears as he bottomed out on the groaning white boy, "Everyone in the lodge is fair game." The elder Hanes brother whined as the tall boy bottomed out between his pert buns right when the younger one did the same as Jonah bred him hard from the get-go. Jamal leaned in close to inhale the sweet mixture of sweat and Justin's natural boy musk as he too rammed in and out of the curly-haired sibling's love canals. Justin whined out loud as the momentum of his own fucking forced him to penetrate little Ian hard, the little boy's body acting as a cushion for the older Hanes' cock up his butt and the younger Hanes's dick in his mouth. Looking over at the other twin and Jamal grinned to see him faring no better than his brother. Jason took a firm grip of the little boy's tiny hips with both hands to pull him onto his engorged cock while Jakey fed his new friend the entire length of his slim erection. Meanwhile, Jonah was teasing his baby dick by slipping its meager length up his well-used hole and bouncing on it, all while bouncing a squealing Jeffie onto his own hard brown mast. The small child was closing his eyes and had the most blissful expression for a little boy going through his first kiddie gangbang. The bed shook and creaked loudly as all eight of the boys subjected the two young twins through one intense dry orgasm after another. They made them blow each other while relentlessly pumping their puffy little holes. They jumped from their top to their bottom holes and shove their cocks all the way to their hairless bases. They even made the twins mount each other and fuck their sibling's well-abused holes, their amateur thrusts clumsy yet vigorous all the same as they each relished the other one's love canals. By the time the two little boys reached their seventh orgasm, their eyes rolled to the back of their heads and their bodies grew limp. Jamal climaxed into Ian as he bounced him on his lap like a ragdoll while Justin did the exact same thing to Dylan beside him. Both boys roared as they arched their back to shove more into the twins' poor fannies, and once the tingles passed relaxed back to the bed to allow the gasping and shuddering twins to collapse onto their chests. "Didja' like that?" Jamal panted as he petted Ian's head. "Uh...huh..." the child gasped. "You wanna do more, kid?" Justin grinned as he lovingly stroked Dylan's hair. "Dude, cut the lil' guys a break," Jonah wheezed as he lay beside Justin with his arm draped over his eyes. "Yeah," Jason called out with a hoarse voice beside Jamal while cuddling his baby brother, his dick still firmly lodged in Jeffie's hiney, "They're still new at this. I'm kinda worried this was already more than they can handle." "Aww come on," Justin chuckled while he continued to pet little Dylan's sweat-covered back, "Jake and Jacob were even younger than them when we broke him in." "They didn't have all eight of us during his first time," James panted as he laid on top of Jake's sweaty back. "Yeah, and I didn't have to take Jamal's big peepee up my hiney either," Jakey said as he cuddled Jacob's sweaty body right beside him. "You guys are no fun," Justin said with a smirk. "...ore..." The tiny squeak made all their ears perk up, and they turn their attention towards Ian only to see that he was fast asleep on top of Jamal's chest. When they heard the small voice again, they realized that it was coming from Dylan instead. The bowl-cut brown-haired boy who was so shy that he said nothing but "uh-huhs" and "nuh-uhs" throughout the afternoon was now looking up at Justin with a hunger that every single boy on the King-sized bed was all too familiar with. "...more," the once-quiet twin sighed as he licked Justin's jutting nub and kissed it with a weak smile on his lips, "More, please..." Seven bleary pairs of eyes looked between the sweat-covered six-year-old and the older boy with the devilish grin. They knew what he was going to say before he even said the words, knowing full well from personal experience that Justin's tank was far from empty. "Well," the older boy said as he placed his hands under the little boy's armpits to prop him up in a sitting position, "Since you asked so very nicely..." Jamal chuckled as Justin chose to give his answer with action instead of words. It looks like his afternoon delight is far from over, and judging from the slowly hardening stalks of the boys all around him, neither were theirs. -End-