Date: Fri, 23 Mar 2018 09:38:29 +0700
From: Bun Bunns <mrbunns@yandex.com>
Subject: Secrets of Pinewood Heights: Taking It Like A Man

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Taking It Like A Man (b/b, t/b, M/b, M/t/b, threesome, oral, anal)

By Mr.Bunns


Andrew Winfield has been staring at the cordless phone for ten minutes now,
as if waiting for the moment the receiver to all of a sudden sprout legs
and took off out of the kitchen. He had eaten the lunch his maid has
prepared for him, took the phone call from his mother and father checking
up on how he's been doing, and now as he sat on the high wooden stool
facing the kitchen counter he contemplated if he should pick up the
receiver for a fourth time. The past three times he did, he only gathered
up enough courage to bring the receiver to his ears before placing it back
down on the countertop without dialing the number Pablo had provided for
him.

It happened the day before yesterday, right after he learned the ways of a
latino lover and the glorious pleasure of sharing his body with two other
equally horny prepubescent boys. Pablo, Gabe, and he had been working on
each other's dicks and butts all night long that they felt they needed a
well-deserved break, and all three boys had trotted down naked to the
kitchen to grab a few refreshments from the big refrigerator situated
opposite the kitchen island where the cordless phone can often be found. As
always, Gabe was the one who got the ball rolling after he took several big
gulps of milk straight from the carton and said, "Hey, d'ya think it's time
we introduce Drew to Miguel yet?"

The name clearly meant something more to Pablo than Andrew, as the hispanic
boy stopped sipping his small bottle of orange juice as he gave Gabe a
stern look and said, "I don't know if Andy is ready for him just yet,
Gabe."

"Who's Miguel?" Andrew lowered his glass of water to pursue the subject. It
was clear from the way the twelve year old hispanic boy was looking back
and forth between Gabe and Andrew that he did not feel too confident about
answering the question. Something must have changed his mind, however, for
he soon sighed in defeat as he placed his bottle of juice on the black
marble kitchen island countertop.

"He's my uncle," Pablo answered while adding, "He's the guy you saw put it
up my butt in the restroom earlier."

The images of the sexual encounter he happened to spy upon came rushing
back to Andrew's memories. He could still recall how the man had plowed the
olive-skinned boy's ass with such force and such ferocity it reduced the
normally calm and composed sixth grader star athlete into a quivering,
whimpering mess. Seeing the way the adult male overpowered Pablo's slight
muscular and slim, athletic build had excited him for some reason, and to
think that the man was actually a blood relative of the hispanic boy to
boot! Andrew just could not believe what he was hearing at the moment!

"Your uncle!?" the ten year old exclaimed, "You let your uncle put his
thing up your butt?"

"Only when I feel like it, though these days I get that feeling a lot,"
Pablo grinned.

"Same here!" Gabe chirped happily, "His peepee feels even nicer in my belly
than Pablo's!"

At this point he was not surprised that Gabe had been fucked by Pablo's
uncle as well. The little devil had shown exactly how promiscuous he can be
at times that he would've been more surprised if he had claimed to have
never met the business end of Uncle Miguel's dick. Still, the way these two
talked about it so comfortably made him feel a little bit left out, and if
there is anything that Andrew hated the most it was feeling as if he was
missing out on something fun. That was why he didn't even give it a second
thought when he blurted out, "Hey Pablo, do you think your uncle Miguel
would put it up my butt too?"

"Like I said, I don't think you're ready for him just yet, Andy," Pablo
shook his head.

"But Gabe can take him!" the freckle-faced boy insisted.

"You really want to compare yourself to Gabe?" the twelve year old
chuckled, "Heck, I'm three years older and knew Uncle Miguel twice as long,
and I still can't even compare to how Gabe can take him on!"

"Yep yep!" grinned the naughty blonde imp, positively beaming with pride.

Andrew fell silent, knowing that he was defeated through and through. The
magnitude of his disappointment seemed to have shown through his
expression, as Pablo smiled before hooking his hands underneath the ten
year old's armpit and sat him up on the countertop like a caring father
would to a pouting child. The cold black marble on his bare ass caused
Andrew to shudder, but he shuddered even harder when Pablo started kissing
him all over his neck, chest, and nipples.

"I'll tell you what," the oldest boy said as he played with Andrew's
hardening penis, "I'm going to make you cum even harder than you did
before, and then I'm gonna leave you my home phone number. If you think you
can handle something even harder than what I gave you, give me a call two
days from now at lunch time. Deal?"

It was the best offer he heard all night, so it didn't take Andrew all that
long to say, "Deal!"

Of course, he didn't knew what he signed up for at the time, for the next
moment when Pablo started fucking him on his back right there on top of the
large marble kitchen counter he came so hard he lost some control of his
bladder. He would've been embarrassed to death when Gabe giggled in
amusement over his little `accident' if the little imp hadn't done the
exact same thing when Pablo also decided to take him on that very same
kitchen counter he would be finishing his lunch upon two days later. Now,
as he sat on the same spot where there used to be his and Gabe's mutual
puddle of pee two nights ago, he wondered if it would be such a good idea
to pick up the phone and dial the number Pablo had left for him after all.

He cursed his own indecisiveness before grabbing the cordless phone for the
fourth time in a row. This time, however, he had the steely resolve to
press the number that he had wanted to dial three tries ago, and gulped
down hard when the ringing tone in his ear was replaced by a loud
`click'. There was someone now on the other end panting slightly in his
ears as it was accompanied by a man's gruff voice who spoke with a heavy
Spanish accent as he said, "Yeah?"

"Um, uh, h-hi, I'm looking for Pablo," the boy started, "Is, is he home?"

From the way he was panting his breath it almost sounded as if he was in
the middle of exercising, as the man went on to say, "Who this?"

"Uh, I'm, I'm Andrew," the brown-haired boy spoke to the receiver, "I'm
Pablo's friend."

Andrew could hear that the moment he heard his name the man's tone
lightened as he gave a short chuckle amidst his deep exhales as he
exclaimed, "So you're his newest `friend'! Here, I'll let you talk to him!"

There was a bit of shuffling in his ears before he could hear even heavier
panting that sounded incredibly familiar to him. It didn't take Andrew all
that long to figure out that Pablo's uncle was at this very moment fucking
his nephew's twelve year old athletic butt when he made the call. The very
thought of all the obscene things this Uncle Miguel was doing to Pablo
caused the freckle-faced lad to pop an instant boner as he heard the twelve
year old's familiar voice spoke into receiver in between delirious
pants. "Unnh! Aah! Ah! H-Hello, Andy?"

"H-Hey Pablo, did I, um, catch you at a bad time?" Andrew hesitated, his
other hand now travelling down to the front of his own pants to massage the
bulge at the front of his shorts.

"N-No, ayy, of, of course not! Agh! Nngh! S-So you've decided to come
over?" Pablo groaned over the receiver.

"Yeah, but I don't know your address," Andrew sighed, imagining whatever it
was this Uncle Miguel was doing to the twelve year old's poor ass as they
tried to carry a normal conversation and causing the lanky ten year old to
massage his lump even harder.

"Okay, hnngh, it's at Twelve Maple Street, aah, right, right behind the
empty lot, agh!" Pablo moaned, "You, you should pass a, aangh, convenience,
stoooreeugh, along the way. Just, just keep going, aah, and make a left at
the, oooh, in, intersection!"

"Oh, okay," Andrew gasped as he felt the familiar tingles travelling from
inside his underdeveloped nutsack.

"I'll, I'll be waiting! Ah, ay, si! Si!" Pablo chanted as Andrew heard a
click from the other end. The conversation, and his own self-pleasuring,
had came to an abrupt halt right when it was just getting to the good
part. Andrew stared down at his own crotch with a miserable look, his dick
still straining in anger within the fabric of his pants from the sudden
lack of attention, as he placed the cordless phone in a calm manner back on
the countertop. Regardless of what his plans were for the rest of this
summer day, he knew that they were all cancelled now that he had a new goal
in mind:

He must get to Pablo's house and see what the fuss was all about over Uncle
Miguel's dick.

****

Following Pablo's instructions, he arrived in front of a brown house with
the number twelve cast in small metal print right next to its front
doors. Trotting his bicycle to a full stop, Andrew looked around wondering
if there is any place safe enough to set his bicycle down without fear of
it being stolen. He realized a couple of seconds later that it was futile
for him to think that way, for coming to this side of Pinewood Heights
meant he was risking something far worse than a simple bicycle theft.

While not quite a filthy hovel, there was a noticeable gap in quality
between the housing settlements on the west and east side of Pinewood
Heights. For starters, the size of one house and its front yards in the
west side could possibly fit inside half of one of the houses in the east
side, with enough room left for the residents of said east side house to
roam around and not even notice the inexplicable addition to their
home. The west side houses were also made out of the more standard
wood-and-shingles variety as opposed to their marble-and-stone counterparts
in the east, with a lot more noticeable wear-and-tear that gave away the
age of any particular house. Finally, whereas the yards of the east side
houses were wide open and welcoming, quite a few houses on the west side,
including this unassuming number twelve brown house, were surrounded by
chain link fences that ran all around each individual yard of each and
every residences to lend the impression that not all guests were welcome in
these premises.

Andrew gulped as he could feel his heart racing at a million miles per
second. He still could not believe that he had came down to, in his eyes at
least, such a questionable neighborhood that he knew absolutely nothing
about, all by himself and risking the loss of his favorite bicycle or
possibly even worse for, for what, exactly? For a grown man to drive his
massive cock down his poor hiney and prop him up like a roasted pig on an
open spit? He must've been out of his mind!

Yet, there was something about this that also felt incredibly thrilling to
him. To be out and about in parts unfamiliar all alone without any
supervision whatsoever, it satisfied the more primal, caveman-like
instincts of any male child his age. There was pride that came from feeling
that he was no longer a child, and that he was breaking all sorts of rules
for just being in front of this dingy old house. That sense of pride filled
him with the courage he needed as he unlatched the gate of the chain link
fence, dropped his bicycle in the yard, and trotted up the steps to the
porch before pressing on the button for the doorbell.

For a few seconds nothing happened, and Andrew was considering on knocking
this time around when he heard footsteps approaching the door from inside,
a few locks being turned, and finally the door itself creaked upon as it
revealed a man in a striped brown bathrobe standing in the doorway. To any
other adult he might have been of medium height, but to a diminutive ten
year old boy like Andrew he might might as well have been a towering giant
with a rather muscular build to boot. He has the handsome look of a young
man in his mid twenties with a neatly trimmed thin mustache and beard, and
his short dark hair would've been neatly combed back if it wasn't for
several wayward strands poking up here and there. The hair, as well as the
glistening beads of sweat on the olive skin of his chest and legs that
suggested the man was wearing nothing underneath the robe, confirmed that
what he heard over the phone was not just his imagination, and that this
man must be Pablo's uncle, Miguel.

Seeing Miguel this up close and personal was certainly a new experience for
Andrew. When he had spied on the man and Pablo in the park's restroom, he
was too transfixed on what was happening to the handsome sixth grader to
notice his adult companion who was pummelling his underaged bottom into
submission. Now that he had gotten a chance to be this close and after
experiencing that near-sleepless night locked in a threesome with Pablo and
Gabe he finally understood it: manliness runs in the Martinez family like
water, and he could not but help but gawk over what a perfect adult male
specimen Miguel Martinez appeared to be in front of his young,
inexperienced eyes.

For his part Miguel looked a bit wary of the guest on his doorsteps, but a
smile dawned on his lips as he put two and two together before he said,
"You Pablo's friend?"

"Y-Yes," the boy started, "I, I'm Andrew."

"Right, right. Andy," he nodded as he flashed his pearly whites, examining
the boy from head to toe before gesturing with his head, "Well come on in!
Tu primo is waiting in the living room."

He didn't need to be told twice as he walked past the man and took a whiff
of the male, musky odor permeating from his towering frame. There was no
mistaking it: Andrew could tell that signature mixture of sweat and male
discharge anywhere, now that he had inhaled it so greedily during his night
with his two bed buddies, and instantly he started to sport a chubby in his
jeans. He knew sex was happening in this house, but what he did not know
was the sight that was about to greet him as he walked past the foyer as he
followed Miguel's guiding hand on his shoulder to turn right into the
living room.

There, on the living room carpet, were two naked boys locked in anal sex
amidst various pieces of clothing items strewn about all around them. The
twelve year old boy being fucked doggie style was Pablo, but the other,
older male in his early teens who was resting his chest on Pablo's back as
he closed his eyes while furiously pumping into the sixth grader underneath
him was a new face Andrew had not recognized. He was a young man on the
first stages of puberty, hairless except for the messy strawberry blonde
mop on his head and the strands of hair of matching color on his
pubes. While not at all skinny nor gangly, he was easily beaten in the male
physique department by the younger Martinez he was fucking underneath him,
and simply could not compare with the older Martinez who was standing
behind Andrew with both hands on the ten year old's shoulders. Still what
he lacked in build he made up for it in gusto and other more noticable
areas, as the girthy teenage prick pumping in and out of Pablo's slickened
hole was more than capable to make the twelve year old hispanic boy moan in
delight repeatedly.

"Enjoying the show?" Andrew could hear Miguel whispering in his right ear,
"Both you, me, and Lucas there seems to share the same thing, and that is
neither of us can't get enough of my Pablo's sweet little culo."

"Ah, w-well, uh," the boy struggled to find the words, as his eyes were
transfixed at the two young males rutting like weasels down on the carpet
in front of him. The strawberry blonde-haired boy Miguel called Lucas now
wrapped his arms around the star athlete underneath him as he reached down
towards his twitching circumcised dick to stroke on the rigid member with
his thumb and index finger. Watching Pablo moaned in appreciation of the
extra attention and Lucas kissing the nape of the hispanic boy's neck as he
doubled the ferocity of his assault on Pablo's ass made Andrew tensed up, a
fact that was not lost on Miguel as he started to massage the ten year
old's shoulders with due care.

"Relax, pollito," the man chuckled, "You don't have to be so nervous. Just
trust Uncle Miguel to make you feel real good."

While he knew he was old enough to know that he shouldn't allow strangers
to touch him on the no-nos, Andrew made no move to resist as the man
slipped one hand underneath his T-shirt to rub and tease his chest and
nipples while the other snaked past the waist of his jeans to seek out the
tent on his tighty-whities and massaged them as gentle yet forceful as he
could. Andrew's started breathing a bit heavier as he continued to watch
the twelve year old star athlete being sodomized by the horny teenager, and
the more he hear the two conjoined boys' cries of ecstasy the more he
enjoyed the man's hands giving his boy teats and hardened pricklet the
attention they deserved. As the young teen rose up from Pablo's back to
seize the hispanic boy's hips and really gave him his all, Miguel lifted
Andrew's T-shirt up and off of his body as he said, "Okay, let's get down
on the floor so we can all have some fun together!"

Like a submissive little lamb, Andrew eagerly followed when Miguel took him
by the hand and lead him towards the carpet before settling the boy down on
his back right next to the rutting pair. The sight of Pablo Martinez
gasping and panting while closing his eyes to savor the dick up his chute
turned him on to no end, which was made even more apparent when Miguel
gently unbuttoned the brown-haired boy's jeans to reveal his modest four
inch prick forming a tent at the front of his pair of white briefs. Pablo
seemed to have sensed his presence when he laid by his side, and the
handsome hispanic boy smiled with a drunken look on his face as he
whispered between his pants of excitement, "Hey Andy, glad you can make
it."

He smiled back at Pablo and was about to return the courtesy when he gasped
aloud and felt something wet and moist enveloping his modest little
hard-on. Looking down on his own groin he saw Miguel had bent over and
popped the boy's ten year old erection into his mouth, with the man's
mustache and beard tickling his lower belly and inner thighs each time he
bobbed up and down along the slim member's modest length. He also noticed
that the man could fit both the entire length of his dick as well as his
taut marble-sized balls into his very capable mouth, and regardless if that
was because his genitals were so small or if Miguel just had a very big
mouth, Andrew was loving every second of the kind attention his smooth
hairless loins was receiving.

"Aah, aaah, nnngh, nngaah," the freckle-faced boy panted aloud as he rode
the waves of pleasure travelling all across his body.

"Enjoying yourself, chiquito?" the man said as he licked and slobbered all
over the surface of Andrew's throbbing four incher, "Come on, let me hear
more of that cute voice of yours!"

The ten year old boy gasped aloud as he felt the man devoured his entire
genitals into his mouth once more before bobbing his head faster than
before. Blowjobs are not exactly anything new to him ever since Gabe had
educated him in the finer arts of male-on-male sex, but there was something
decidedly different in how his blonde friend and this adult man had
approached it as Andrew licked his lips while savoring the warmth of the
man's mouth enveloping his most sensitive glands. The thrill ride became
decidedly more thrilling when he felt something slimy snaking its way into
his poop chute, and Andrew looked down to see Miguel had pulled the boy's
pants off to allow the man to sneak two lubed up fingers into his
pooper. Once again this was no surprise considering the many times a finger
or a dick had found their way into his anus before, however this time the
probing digits sent a jolt of pleasure when Miguel found the boy's prostate
and began massaging it with his index and middle finger.

Very soon Andrew was thrashing about on the carpet as he closed his eyes to
savor the delicious sensation of the man assaulting his genitals and
massaging his prostate with a gusto. Miguel had lifted the boy's hips up
using only the fingers in Andrew's love canal while at the same time
doubling down the rate of his suction, trapping the boy under his powerful
grip as he slurped and smacked and gobbled up everything Andrew's smooth
hairless groin can offer. No doubt that the boy was in heaven now, yipping
and yelping about as he tossed his head from side to side while pushing up
his hips to meet the man's lips and caressing his dark, slicked-back hair.

"Goddamn that's so hot!" Andrew heard a cracking voice spoke, and he looked
through his bleary eyes to see that the strawberry blonde teen who was
buttfucking Pablo was now doing so while staring at him with a hungry look
on his mildly attractive young adult face as he added, "I gotta get me some
of that tight little tush!"

"Easy, Lucas," Miguel chuckled as he let Andrew's cocklet slip out of his
mouth, "My sweet pollito is a bit pre-occupied right now. Besides, don't
you have a chiquito of your own to take care of?"

"Yeah, I'm close," he panted as he leaned down towards Pablo without
stopping to fuck his butt, "You gonna cum Pablo?"

"Yeah," sighed the hispanic boy, still with his eyes closed as he panted
and gasped and licked his lips with delight.

"Okay, Imma give you the best one yet," the teen Miguel called Lucas said,
and making good on his promise he started moving his hips even faster than
before to slam his groin against Pablo's pert round butt two, three times
as hard. In response, the hispanic boy seized his dick with his own hand
and started jerking himself off with the fury of a horny young boy
selfishly pursuing his own climax. The sound of skin slapping against skin
filled the modest living room interspersed with the gasps and pants of two
underage boys chasing after their mutual orgasms in a frantic fervor, and
Andrew was front row and center as he witnessed firsthand what two young
boys climaxing from hard anal sex would look like.

Pablo came first as he bucked hips, shuddering and clenching his teeth as
he closed his eyes and rode the waves of his thunderous orgasm. Lucas was
next as he hissed a loud, "Oh shit!" with his dick lodged deep within the
valley of Pablo's twelve year old rectum, no doubt relishing the sixth
grader's anal muscles milking his incredibly sensitive glans as he slammed
several more times into the hispanic boy's poop chute before tensing up and
arching his back. Andrew saw Lucas' asscheeks puckered up a couple of times
as he finished off inside his new friend's love canal, before the teenager
collapsed on top of Pablo and brought both of them down onto the carpet
with their combined weight. Sweat drenched both boys' bodies from their
forehead to the small of their backs as their chests heaved to recover
their breaths, Lucas showering Pablo's cheeks and necks with quick pecks of
his lips as Pablo returned the favor by craning back to seek out the
teenager's mouth.

Seeing such an erotic display and paired with the assault on his poor hiney
and throbbing cocklet made Andrew realize that he won't last much longer as
he could feel the familiar feeling bubbling up from deep within his
loins. His hands gripped a handful of the carpet tight as he arched his
back up, shaking and shuddering while moaning long and loud in his unbroken
soprano voice. His penis throbbed about in Miguel's mouth as it tried to
expel semen he was still too young to produce, and his sphincter clenched
and unclenched all around the man's fingers as the invading digit continued
to press against his magic button deep inside his rectum. He thought that
his last cum with Pablo and Gabe in that incredibly hot threesome was the
best one yet, yet here he was with a man's fingers up his butt and a dick
in the man's lips being proven wrong and sent up to the heavens and beyond
under his expert guidance.

All the while Andrew was shuddering through his dry climax Miguel kept
suckling and massaging the ten year old boy's prostate. The brown-haired
lad squeaked with delight under the man's ministrations, pushing his hips
up to milk all of the wonderful gooey feeling he can get from the man's
experienced mouth, before he settled back down onto the carpet. His slim
little chest panted and heaved as he tried to catch his breath, and as
Miguel let go of his dick from his mouth Andrew could see the man looking
down on him as if he was admiring a work of art.

"Did you like that, pollito?" Miguel grinned.

There's no point in denying it any further due to how much he was moaning
earlier, and Andrew could feel his cheeks flushed as he gave a slow, small
nod. Miguel chuckled in amusement at the boy before adding, "Well then,
you're going to love what papi chulo got for you next." With that, he began
to untie his bathrobe before revealing a sight that made Andrew's eyes
bulged in disbelief.

What he had spied earlier turned out to be true, as Miguel revealed his
toned, masculine physique for Andrew to oogle upon. Several patches of the
man's olive skin was covered in elaborate tattoos, but what caught his
attention the most was the sight of Miguel's dick: it was six and a half
inches long, circumcised, and with a slight curve upwards along with the
proper girth to complement its above-average size. While it might not be
the biggest dick an adult can have, it was certainly the largest piece of
dick Andrew has ever laid his innocent eyes upon and he was starting to
have doubts if the monstrous phallus could ever fit into his poor behind
without tearing something up.

Miguel seemed to have noticed the shadow of a doubt crossing the ten year
old boy's pink flushed face, and he went down on the carpet to bring his
face very close to gaze straight into the boy's light brown eyes. "Don't be
scared, pollito," the man said as he caressed Andrew's cheek, "We'll do it
nice and slow first. It will only hurt for a bit, so be a big boy and hang
in there for me, okay?"

He wanted to respond with his usual bravado, specifically when challenged
of being able to take it in the pooper before, but Andrew hesitated to do
that when the man lifted his legs to push his feet up to his ears. Seeing
the man's massive dick in contrast with his small round bubble butt as he
placed the penis head against his loosened hole made him realize how small
he was, a fact that was further reinforced when the man started pushing his
penis past the pucker and straight down into his chute. "Unngh!" Andrew
winced, still feeling the pressure despite of Miguel's hands loosening him
up earlier as his anal muscles cramped up in reflex.

"Don't clench, mijo! Don't clench!" Miguel hissed, feeling the sudden grip
on his glans, "Just relax like you're taking a shit, and let it all in."

Andrew did his best to follow the man's instructions, and though he managed
to get his ass muscles to cooperate with him to allow more of Miguel's
adult mast to sink into his hole, it wasn't long until he felt the
tremendous amount of pressure in his hiney once again. "Nggh, aagh, aaah,"
he lamented, his face turning more and more pink as he strained and tried
to allow the intruder access into his tight little boycunt, "Oooh, aah, I,
I can't, I can't!" The last part was said on the verge of tears, as Andrew
felt like a telephone pole was being shoved down into his poor rectum to
fill up every square inch of empty space in his innards.

His salvation came when Pablo crawled on over to his side and cooed into
his ear as the twelve year old wrapped his fingers around Andrew's flopping
worm to rub it between his thumb and forefinger and bring it back to a
hardened state. "It's okay, Andy, it's okay," the hispanic boy whispered,
"You're doing great! You only got a little bit more to go! Just relax and
let it all in." Somehow Pablo's kind attention put him more at ease, and in
no time at all Andrew relaxed himself to allow the invading tool to sank
into depths he never knew existed inside of him.

True to Pablo's words, it didn't take all that long until Andrew felt
Miguel's dangling nutsacks resting up against his backside and the man's
hairy bush tickling the surface of his smooth bubble butt. "You did it,
mijo!" the man cheered, "Ay mi lindo pollito, you're taking it all like a
man now!"

If Pablo's words had put him at ease, Miguel's words just now made the ten
year old boy swell with pride. The fact that this adult man was praising
him and calling him a man made him forgot for a second that he felt so
stuffed full with dick that he half-expected the very tip of Miguel's cock
to come out of his mouth at any second. Andrew's tense muscles slowly
relaxed as he felt the adult hispanic man roamed his large hands all over
his bare chest while Pablo continued to jerk his hard dick off. Over the
corner of his eyes he saw the teenager Lucas looking at him with a naughty
grin playing on his lips, and for some reason he felt very happy to be the
center of their attention.

"Okay, pollito, I'm gonna start moving now," Miguel announced as he tweaked
Andrew's jutting nipples with his fingers, "We're gonna take it nice and
slow until you start getting used to me, and then I'm gonna make you feel
real nice. Sound good?"

He remembered what happened the last time he made this kind of deal with a
perfect male specimen of the hispanic kind, and glanced over to Pablo to
share a knowing smile before turning back to the man hovering above him as
he nodded silently. Miguel took his cue and started moving his hips back,
leaving a sudden empty feeling that felt so very strange to
Andrew. Thankfully he didn't have to suffer the dread of that emptiness for
long, for Miguel immediately drove the length that he pulled out back into
the boy's anal cavity.

On and on it went, with the man pulling out his dick from the boy and the
boy underneath him shuddering each time the same dick was thrusted into
him. Little by little Andrew began to feel more and more comfortable with
the invading member to the point that he started dreading the coming
emptiness in his bottom, and demanded with his body for Miguel to stuff him
full even faster by pushing back onto the man's hairy groin. The hispanic
man was more than happy to fulfill his young charge's needs, and very soon
the ten year old freckle-faced boy was shaking his head left and right as
Miguel started pumping into his upturned butt at a furious pace.

"Ah, ayy, aah mi lindo pollito!" the man chanted as he seized Andrew's slim
hips and positively pummelled his sweet prepubescent buns with his full
grown adult dick. The ten year old underneath him could not say a single
word, for he was too busy spouting gibberish as he panted and gasped to
each of Miguel's thrust. Andrew licked his lips and touched his own belly,
savoring the fullness of the nice and girthy schlong filling him up and
tickling his prostate much to his delight each time the man's scrotum
slapped against the hairless surface of his pert round buns.

Even with the rate that they were going Miguel must have not been satisfied
enough, as he collected Andrew in his muscular arms and scooped him up from
the carpet to held the eager and willing ten year old close to his
chest. In this new position Andrew could feel his well-fucked hole
swallowing even more of the hispanic man's length, and he moaned aloud as
he rested the side of his head onto the man's perfect square pecs. That
must've been quite the turn on for Miguel, because Andrew could feel the
man's penis throbbed deep inside of him as he cooed into his ears and said,
"Ah you feel so good, pollito! I don't think I can hold back anymore. Be a
good boy and take it all, okay?"

The man did not need Andrew's consent as he was already holding the boy
close and used his upper body strength to seat and unseat the child onto
his awaiting hard prick repeatedly. Andrew moaned long and hard as he could
feel the man's cock pumping in and out of his innards, the way it curved up
making it perfect to hit his hidden sweet spot deep within his bowels each
time he was slammed down onto Miguel's groin. The brown-haired boy was
seeing stars each time his prostate was poked by the throbbing member, and
soon his inhibitions fell by the wayside as he started chanting a litany of
groans and gasps to urge the man on.

"Ungh, ooh, aah, m-more, argh," he moaned, hanging on to dear life as
Miguel fucked his bottom in earnest. The hispanic man was more than happy
to oblige as he held on tight to the ten year old boy on his front side and
stood up while cradling the mewling child in both of his powerful arms. The
posture showed off the man's strength in Andrew's eyes, for not only he was
carrying all sixty pounds of his lithe frame on his arms, he was also
exerting enough force to repeatedly lift and slam the little boy onto and
off of his massive cock as if he weighed next to nothing. He couldn't help
but feel massively overpowered and at the complete mercy of this adult man
he barely knew, yet it wasn't fear he was secretly harboring as he savored
each and every second the man was slamming his dick into his butt as if he
was his personal fucktoy.

Sweat started breaking out of every pore of their bodies, and Andrew could
taste its saltiness on his own lip. The primal fucking he was receiving had
delighted him to no end, and he could feel the end of his wild ride as the
man groaned and grunted while bouncing his body around in mid-air. This
time around he did his best not to wet himself, and all he could feel when
his prostate was poked rapidly by the engorged glans was the familiar
tingles of an orgasmic bliss. His entire body shook around like a rag doll
as he dry climaxed, letting out a cry of pleasure as Miguel made good on
his promise and made him cum like he never did before.

He could hear the man hissed aloud as the boy's anal muscles contracted in
a rapid involuntary manner to send Miguel careening over the edge of his
limits, gripping Andrew's sweaty body tight before pushing even deeper into
his rectum to reach his own personal nirvana. The ten year old boy could
feel warm sticky liquid spurting up into his hole as the man slammed into
his poor abused fanny, with more of his load pumping into his innards each
time he pushed his dick up his hole in slow, languid strokes. After five or
six more strokes Miguel gave one last push into Andrew's butt before slowly
lowering both of them onto the carpet, laying the panting and gasping
freckle-faced boy right on his back down on the carpet where they both
started while showering his sweaty forehead with kisses from the man's
puckered lips.

"You did real good, pollito," the man whispered under his heavy breathing,
"You took it all like a champ."

Once again the man's praise brought a smile, albeit a weak one, on Andrew's
face. He didn't quite understand why, but it made him so happy to hear the
adult male gave his approval in this way. He was less than delighted when
the man slowly removed his cock from his rectum though, for once again he
was consumed by that dreadful empty feeling that came in contrast with the
fullness of being stuck like a roast pig earlier. As he felt some of
Miguel's hot and sticky load flowing freely from his now gaping hole, he
secretly wished there was some way to stop making him feel this hollow
inside when Lucas piped up, "Holy shit that was way too fucking hot! Now
you gotta let me have a go at that lil' cutie, Miguel!"

Andrew turned to his side to see the teenager sitting down on the carpet
with Pablo sucking on his once again erect manhood. Despite of what they
were doing, both of them had their eyes squarely locked his way and knowing
that he had a pair of captive audiences somehow did not made Andrew
embarrassed as he had imagined. Rather he was relishing the fact that he, a
nobody that the other kids at school wouldn't give a second passing glance
at, was getting all the attention right now.

Miguel, on the other hand, took it all in stride as he chuckled and said,
"What, is my Pablito just not doing it enough for you?"

"C'mon, you know what I meant," Lucas grinned as he stroked Pablo's hair,
"Pablo's awesome and all, but you know how I get over a new face around
here."

"Then you better ask the new face instead of me," the man nodded Andrew's
way as he sat down on the carpet to catch his breath.

"Whaddya say, kid?" Lucas said with a hopeful look at Andrew, "You up for
some more fun with me?"

Andrew considered his options as he gazed at the young cock Pablo was
bobbing up and down along, which looked to be less impressive than Miguel's
but seemed to be the next best thing to an actual adult cock. On the one
hand he could just wait until Miguel had regained his strength and plugged
him back up, but on the other hand he was desperate to get something,
anything, to stop the empty feeling that persisted in his bowels. He was
hungry, gagging for it even, that he didn't even need to think about it for
all that long as he gave a weak nod and mustered a soft, "Okay" under his
heavy breath.

Once again Andrew and Pablo shared a meaningful look, and the younger boy
could sense the older boy also gave him his approval as he let go of the
teenage dick he was sucking upon to allow Lucas to get up and make his way
towards him. He could see the erect, curved hard-on of the teenager wagging
along like a happy puppy's tail as it lead the way, before Lucas knelt down
next to him to roll Andrew along the carpet back to his front side. He then
got behind Andrew to lift the ten year old on his knees and exposing his
cum-soaked hole, and the boy could feel Lucas' cockhead pressing against
his exposed hole before sinking it into his rectum without warning.

"Oh man, I love sloppy seconds!" the teenager sighed as he gyrated his hips
and poked around Andrew's anus with his modest teenage cock. While not as
big as Miguel, Lucas certainly knew how to use his tool as Andrew found the
teenage boy's curved shaft was poking him in all the right spots to make
him groan. He could also feel the flesh baton sloshing around the remainder
of the adult man's cum in his rectum, and the slick feeling of a teenager
using an adult man's juices as lubricant for his love canal on top of
everything else made his four inch dickie hardened once more.

Lucas must have shared the sentiments, for it wasn't long before he started
fucking into Andrew's hole in earnest. Unlike Miguel and his tender ways,
the teenager went to town on his poor fanny right from the get go and
slammed his scrotum against his underdeveloped marble sized balls
repeatedly. Andrew didn't mind, for he was too desperate to make the empty
feeling go away, and to have Lucas rapidly thrusting into his cum-slickened
hole was just what the doctor ordered as he started to instinctively gyrate
his hips and start pushing back to meet the teenager's frantic thrusts.

Once more the room was filled with heavy breathing, the sound of skin
slapping against skin, and the baritone groans of a hormonally charged
teenage boy interspersed by the soprano squeaks and squeals of an underaged
boy seeking pleasure from his older playmate's body. Andrew's senses were
alive with every thrust of Lucas' eager hips, and each time the little boy
squealed his delight it only served as fuel to the fire as the fifteen year
old boy went on to pummel the round bubble butt underneath him even
harder. In fact, he was slamming against Andrew's boycunt so hard that the
ten year old could hear Miguel chuckling and said, "Ay mierda! You fucked
the cum out of him!"

Andrew could feel it as well: though the cock up his pooper was still
slickened enough to enter him with no problem, he no longer felt any more
of the man's deposit in his rectum as it continued to splurt out with each
vigorous thrust Lucas made into his hole. He had no complaints though, as
he only wanted for Lucas to go even harder and satisfy his needs. Which was
why he was more than a bit puzzled when Lucas suddenly stopped his
ministrations as the teenager's body tensed up and the ten year old boy
could feel an extra weight being added on top of Lucas' body hovering above
him.

"Aaah, Miguel!" he could hear the teenager hollered, "Not like this, man!
Not like this!"

The freckle-faced boy craned his neck to look back through misty eyes to
see the hispanic man had taken his place right behind Lucas, no doubt
regaining his strength and now had pierced the teenage boy's exposed
butthole with his full-on adult-sized cock. "You think I can hold back when
I see my two chiquitos having the time of their lives?" he could hear the
man chuckled as he kissed the nape of Lucas' neck and making the fifteen
year old shudder involuntarily, "If you want a piece of Andresito's sweet
little culo, then you have to have a piece of my carajo as well!"

Andrew could hear Lucas groaned in frustration and he couldn't help but
wonder if their fun-time would come to an abrupt halt when Miguel decided
to butt in on their play. He was surprised when Lucas started moving once
more, this time in a decided slow pace that picked up little by little as
the teenager got more and more used to the man-cock sticking up his
butt. It didn't take too long for the strawberry blonde boy to get back to
the previous tempo of their fucking, only this time his groans of pleasure
was decidedly louder than Andrew's own.

Of course Pablo then decided to join in on the action as well, for the
twelve year old athletic boy slid underneath Andrew to seize his throbbing
erection and popped it into his mouth to start suckling like a hungry
babe. The brown-haired boy moaned in delight before allowing Pablo to
arrange himself properly underneath him so that he too can give his new
best friend the same treatment. Pablo was quite vocal of his approval as he
moaned against Andrew's groin while sucking on his slim four incher, as
Andrew gobbled up the hispanic boy's perfect slim circumcised shaft.

There they were: two underage boys, one teenager, and one adult man
connected ass-to-dick-to-mouth, bodies undulating and gyrating together as
they seek to bring each other to an explosive climax. Each thrust of their
hips eliciting a loud groan from each and every one of them, and their
rough coupling was accompanied by a cacophony of smacks and slurps and
squeaks and squeals of sexed up young males eager to climax in each other's
mouths and asses. Andrew was loving every minute of it, and the only thing
on his mind was for the pleasures to keep on going.

And the pleasures did keep going even after they reached their climax from
the four-men pile, for Miguel was adamant in showing the little
brown-haired boy a good time he would not soon forget. After what seemed to
be too short of a break, Miguel was soon locked in another threesome with
Lucas and Andrew, this time bouncing the teenage boy on his cock while
Andrew was being impaled on the fifteen year old's dong. Being sandwiched
between the man and the teenager as the two of them furiously fucked and
kissed each other in the mouth brought that feeling of helplessness that
somehow made him even more turned on than before, and Andrew could only
show his appreciation by suckling on Lucas' teat while resting the back of
his head on Miguel's muscular chest.

Later on it was Pablo who joined in on the fun as he fucked Andrew's butt
from behind while he himself was sitting on Miguel's cock and facing away
from the man. The muscular adult took firm grasp of Andrew's ankles and
raised it above the little boy's head as he pumped up into his own nephew's
cum-drenched butt, forcing the twelve year old star athlete to fuck the ten
year old's butt he was penetrating as fast and hard as he was getting
fucked. Lucas complimented the threesome by suckling on Andrew's cocklet
while teasing his nipples, making the boy squeal with delight as he came to
a numerous bumpy climax.

The highlight of his visit to Pablo's house was when Miguel and Lucas
fucked Andrew and Pablo respectively at the same time, laying each
prepubescent boys on their backs side by side on the carpet as they plowed
their cummy fannies together, all while the man and the teenager greedily
devoured each other's mouths. Andrew and Pablo took their cues from them,
and they too reached for and locked lips with one another as the older
males pummelled into their buttholes with reckless abandon. He could feel
his heart was beating a thousand miles a minute, and he could also feel
Pablo's doing the same as the two boys hugged each other close to seek
comfort in each other's embrace as their poor buttholes were violently
abused by the two sexually charged older males towering above their sweaty,
hairless prepubescent bodies.

In the end Andrew found himself lying on his back on the very same carpet
he started his sexual odyssey on amidst a pile of naked young male bodies,
chests heaving and panting their breaths as every inch of their skin was
covered with sweat and traces of male discharges. Pablo was already closing
his eyes, while Miguel and Lucas was snoring rather loudly on either side
of the younger boys. He wondered if it was alright for all four of them to
be sprawling about naked on the living room carpet of someone else's home
that was now reeking of sweat and sex and cum, but then again he considered
nothing that happened this afternoon to make any sort of sense. After all,
the most of his worries when he arrived here was how to secure his bike
from being stolen, and now, not several hours later, they were escalated
into worrying if whether or not they were going to get caught having sex in
a stranger's living room.

There was one thing he was not worried about, and that was his status as a
virgin. If there's anything Andrew could be sure of is that all of the
man-boy (and teen) sex he was having all afternoon would ensure that he no
longer deserve that title. That very same feeling of pride from before was
back in his chest as he realized that sometime soon, when he saw his best
friend Gabe once again, he could proudly thump his chest and say that the
two of them now stand on equal footing.

That's right: he took it like a man. He was not some snot-nosed little kid
anymore. He was a man now, and there was nothing anyone can say or do to
take that away from him.

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