Date: Mon, 04 Jun 2018 00:47:36 -0400
From: TabTales <TabTales@protonmail.com>
Subject: Tales From Smallville/ Welcome to Smallville (adult youth, interracial)

Adult Youth, Interracial, Anal, Rimming, Oral, b/M

This story is a work of FICTION and contains explicit, graphic sexual acts
between men and prepubescent boys. If this offends you or is considered
illegal material where you are, I urge you to leave now. Events in the
story are entirely fabricated and no character or setting is based on real
life locations or people (both living and dead). Author retains copyrights
to this work. This story is not intended to influence the actions of others
and its' contents SHOULD NOT viewed as support or encouragement for any
behavior. Everything presented is simply taboo fantasy.

Author's note:

Hey guys. This is the introductory chapter of a collection of stories I
intend to right all taking place in a fictional town called Smallville. I
hope you all enjoy it and are able to get off to my perverted writings! If
you liked it, please message me saying so! I'd love to chat about it and
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:: Welcome to Smallville ::

	Officer Jorgi Valdez didn't trust Smallville- not for a
second. Doing his job in the city was straightforward; he could take people
and situations at face value and make sound decisions when dealing with the
public. That wasn't the case in Smallville. Everything was more secretive
and the people (an amalgam of soccer moms, white collar dads, ditzy teens
and rowdy kids) made sure to be extra sneaky with their crimes.  Officer
Valdez expressed the feeling that something in the big town was "off" to
his wife daily, but the curvy Latina would dismiss her husband's comments
as those of a man eager to get back to the hustle and bustle of the big
city.

	"Nothing is wrong here, honey!" Mrs. Valdez told her husband for
what seemed like the hundredth time. She was escorting the muscular,
middle-aged man to the front door of their home; seeing him off to his
usual Friday night shift. "It's a regular town, with boring people- just
what we need. Jaime and Felix love it here, I love it here and I know you
will too once you give it a chance."

Of course Officer Valdez was still skeptical, but his worries were subsided
when his wife placed a deep, passionate kiss on his lips. The policeman's
10-inch slab of Latino cock meat instantly sprung to life as Mrs. Valdez's
tongue danced in his mouth, causing an outrageous tent in the man's uniform
pants that threatened to break free of the fabric.

"Maybe you're right, baby." Officer Valdez smirked, pulling his wife into
his arms and placing one of her hands on his prominent package. "Of course,
if you reallllly wanted to convince me..."

"Nu-uhn, go!" The woman smiled, giving her husband's tented front a playful
pluck that made him wince. "This may not be the city, but Fridays are crazy
everywhere. Go do your job, papi." Mrs. Valdez gave her husband another
kiss before delivering a series of playful swats to his meaty ass, causing
him to yelp and leap out the front door.

As he started his police cruiser, Officer Valdez wondered if he was being
overly suspicious of the town. He always believed his wife and children had
good heads on their shoulders and if they thought nothing was amiss with
their new home then maybe nothing was.  His family had really taken to the
small town too, adding more doubts to his gut instincts.

Jaime, his tiny, adorable eight year-old, had made countless friends since
their arrival in town and seemed to attend a sleepover every weekend. The
boy had left hours earlier to spend the weekend at his new best-friend's
apartment; eager to see a home that sat atop of a comic shop.

And fifteen year-old Felix, who always had trouble making "acceptable"
friends, found a peer-group that the boy not only raved about, but one that
Officer Valdez considered a good influence! All the boys ever seemed to
talk about was their future college plans and skateboarding. What more
could a dad ask for?

As Officer Valdez drove through the semi-busy streets of Smallville, he
began to get the familiar sense that something was amiss around
him. However, with his wife's kiss still tingling on his lips and the
thought of his happy kids warming his heart, the family man decided to bury
the feeling deep within him for the night.

For all forty years that Officer Valdez would live in Smallville, he would
never learn how correct his early hunches about the town were.  The truth
was that Smallville had two sides. The side most knew was that of a quaint,
diverse, semi-small town full of "normal" residents like Officer Valdez,
his wife and many others.

Then there was the other Smallville. A taboo one where small boys sucked
the big, veiny, ugly cocks of grown men with slutty eagerness. Where hairy
men ROUGHLY plucked the cherries of elementary school boys, leaving them
with dumb, drooling faces and gaping kid-cunts full of thick, pedo-seed. A
taboo place where many boys swallowed a man's piss before they turned 8,
deep-throated an adult cock before 9 and sure as hell fucked a man's hairy
cunt before 10.

Smallville was boy-fucking capital of America.

As Officer Valdez patrolled his new town he was unaware of the countless,
perverted acts that boys and men of all sizes, ages and ethnicities were
engaged in that sweltering Friday night.

At `Luigi Bro's Deli', twin owners Antonio and Gio were both on their
knees, eagerly rubbing their bearded faces against the 4-inch cock of their
13-year-old stock-boy, Kevin. The bearish twins had worked the
brown-skinned, scrawny Puerto-Rican boy extra hard that day; forcing him to
single handedly unload truck after truck of boxes that weighed twice as
much as the poor kid did. To customers the work seemed like tough love from
two classically macho Italian men that wanted to "toughen up" a
boy. However, the orders were really a part of the duo's desire to get
Kevin's cock, balls and asshole as sweaty and ripe as possible.

Their plan worked well. By the time the deli was set to close the front of
Kevin's basketball shorts and tank-top were DRENCHED with sweat and the
deli was full of Antonio and Gio's favorite smells: raunchy boy dick and
musky boy pits. Mere minutes after the deli's doors were locked the twins
had Kevin's shorts and underwear to his ankles in their backroom, which
instantly filled with the sour-sweet odor of pre-teen privates.

"Fuck, boy! You're twice as musky as you were last week!" Antonio slurred
as he sniffed and kissed Kevin's sweaty, small ball sack. "You've already
got my hole twitching for you!" In one quick motion, Antonio hungrily took
Kevin's sticky sack within his mouth and let out a deep, monstrous moan
when the boy's salty taste exploded on his tongue. Driven by lust and the
taste of immature groin sweat, Antonio roughly shoved his meaty paws down
the back of his pants and into his underwear. He let out a bestial growl as
he forced three of his sizable fingers up his own ass before audibly
jackhammering the digits against his mature prostate.

Gio cracked a devilish smile as his twin turned into a sex-crazed animal
beside him. The pair had had many, many stock-boys over the years, but no
one turned his brother into a cock loving whore like Kevin did. He loved
watching the transformation, especially because he and his brother never
even bottomed for boys before Kevin!

"Damn..." Gio whispered lowly to himself as his cock happily twitched
thinking of the boys he and Antonio employed and played with in the
past. Eight year olds the pair would make sweep the deli nude after closing
before fingering dry-orgasms out of them. Ten year olds the twins would
dress-up in leather, chains and spikes before shoving their adult fists up
their popper-relaxed holes. Twelve year-olds that would get brutally
slam-fucked in the brothers' shared bed until they passed out, only to
awake the next morning to find Antonio and Gio forcing their engorged,
Italian fuck sticks into the boy at the same time...

"You gonna fill your daddies' bellies with that nasty boy-cum, you fucking
stud?" Gio asked Kevin as he trailed kisses along the stock-boy's
underdeveloped cock. The cock that had turned him and his brother into
hardcore, pedo bottoms.

Kevin mumbled back half-hearted "Unnnnnnnn.", too tired from the day's work
and too lost in the great feeling of having two bearish sluts worshiping
his musky dicklet. Unhappy with the response, Gio yanked the boy's balls
from his hungry brother's mouth and gave them a firm squeeze, causing the
boy to cry out.

"I didn't hear you, boy." Gio said sternly, squeezing Kevin's sack with so
much force that his well-worked biceps bulged.

"Y-yea, Mr. Luigi!" Kevin whined "I have a big one saved-Ahhh- saved up! I-
nggh- haven't played with myself all week! Ah-just like you said!"

Gio smiled broadly as he roughly rolled the boy's tiny balls in his
oversized paws. "That's what I like to hear, kid. We don't want any of this
sweet cream to go to waste."

Not in the mood to wait, Antonio forcefully shoved his brother's hand away
from Kevin's balls and hungrily slurped the tiny orbs back into his mouth.

"Ngnngh! T-that hurts a bit!" Kevin murmured when Antonio began to roughly
juggle them on his tongue and lightly bite down on them with his teeth. The
boy was ignored.

 With a smirk, Gio shoved all of the boy's sweaty cock within his mouth and
started forcefully sucking on it. He bobbed his head back and forth
quickly, building up a mass of spit in his mouth that grossly seeped out
its' sides as he sucked his underaged stock boy off. The vice-grip Gio's
mouth had on Kevin's cock made the kid shout out in pleasure.

"Ngghhh!" Kevin moaned out. "Pleeeaseeee! It's too, too,
toooooUghhhhhhughhh!" With a shout, Kevin thrust his scrawny hips forward
and shot six creamy, thick ropes of cum into Gio's hungry mouth. Antonio
instantly abandoned the boy's balls and shoved his tongue inside his twin
brother's mouth, right alongside Kevin's dick.

Fueld by the taste of 13-year-old cum, the brothers began an intense game
of tongue-of-war. Their tongues crashed against each other with such force
that fresh boy-seed squirted out of the sides of their mouths- Kevin's cock
trapped in between them the entire time. When both of the middle-aged
twins' slutty mouths and beards were completely coated in boy-seed, the two
brothers broke their kiss.

"He didn't last long, bro." Antonio laughed loudly, licking his cum
drenched lips all the while. The man began to tug Kevin's spent dick as the
boy heaved breathlessly.

Gio laughed hearing how out of breath Kevin was. "He seems tired too,
Antonio. A good day's work will do that to a boy. Too bad for him, he
promised to breed both our nasty cunts and we're gonna hold the stud to
it!"

With two deep, booming laughs the twin brothers got off their knees and
stripped away Kevin's disheveled clothing. Afterwards, Gio tossed the
breathless, nude boy over his shoulder and the pair of boy-dick loving
pedos made their way to their upstairs apartment, eager to get to the
night's real fun.

It would be a long, fuck filled night for poor, exhausted, 13-year-old
Kevin. The hairy twins would take turns riding the 7th grader's
nearly-hairless cock until they both had two thick, sticky loads of boy
cream inside their holes. By night's end, Kevin's beet-red boy-dick would
barely be able to produce seed- much to the delight of the perverted
brothers. They would force two near dry-cums out of the kid with their
tongues before letting him wobble home.

 In an affluent residence three mile away from the perverted twins, nine
year-old prodigy Markus Jefferson buried his face in his solar-system
pillow, attempting to muffle his moans.  The tiny black boy was naked on
his bed and raising his smooth, dark-brown, meaty ass upwards. The position
allowed the eager tongue of the muscular, forty year-old Mexican rimming
him more access to the boy's wet, twitching boy-bud.

"Owmmmnnngh! Ennnngh!" Markus cried out, unable to form words due to the
assault on his puffy ring. The outrageously hairy Mexican happily listened
to the sounds stream out of the small boy whose pussy he was devouring
hungrily. He roughly forced Markus' chocolate cheeks further apart while
greedily munching, sucking and slurping on the boy's immature hole.

Mr. and Mrs. Jefferson had departed from their lavish home eight hours
earlier for a weekend physics symposium. They left their precious son in
the custody of his live-in nanny and Spanish tutor Eduardo Suarez, who had
been in their employ for the last year. The parents trusted their son would
be kept to his rigid schedule while they were away, but the moment they
pulled out of their driveway Mr. Suarez scrapped the boy's entire weekend
plans for something more enjoyable for himself: boy fucking.

As the two parents drove out of Smallville discussing their weekend
itinerary, Mr. Suarez had their precious, genius son butt-naked and
writhing on his lap inside Mr. Jefferson's private study. The Mexican was
nearly naked himself, only wearing one of Mr. Jefferson's expensive silk
robes that did nothing to hide his uncut, veiny cock or stop his sweaty
asshole from dampening the seat of Mr. Jefferson's favorite lounge chair.

 Mr. Suarez started the night off forcefully fingered the black boy-slut's
hole with his lubed left hand while using his right one to smoke one of
Mr. Jefferson's outrageously expensive Cuban cigars.

"Nnngghh.... Tingles.....It tingles!"  Markus drooled out dumbly as two of
Mr. Suarez's meaty fingers rapidly thrusted about in the boy's loosening
pussy.  Mr. Suarez loved how stupid Markus sounded as he tapped against the
boy's tiny pleasure nub with each entry.

"You like, little chicken?" Mr. Suarez cooed in a thick accent, rubbing
more vigorously against Markus' prostate. The increased stimulation made
the boy's breath quicken and his tiny body shake harder. "You like your
Mexi Papi's fingers in you? You love your Papi?"

Markus' small body melted into Mr. Suarez's hairy torso. Drunk on the
stimulating shocks jolting through his body, he rocked his tiny ass on the
beefy fingers invading his ass while smiling drunkenly. "Yes! Yes, Papa
Suarez! Your- Nnngh- your fingers are the best! I love you the most! More
than my mom and dad!"

Mr. Suarez gave a toothy grin at the last comment. "Show your papi some
love then, baby."

Without stopping his prostate pleasuring rocking, Markus reached between
his tiny thighs and took hold of Mr. Suarez's drooling, angry-looking,
brown cock. He grabbed hold of as much of it as he could before roughly
jerking the eleven inch beast-just how Mr. Suarez liked it.

"Ahhhhhhh, fuuuucck, baaaby." Mr. Suarez sighed out in pleasure before
taking a long drag on his cigar. "You treat your papi so well."


 When the Mexican man shoved in a third finger and forced Markus' sphincter
open as far as possible, the kid cried out for the man to go easier- a cry
that fell on deaf ears. Mr. Suarez simply exhaled a burst cigar smoke into
the boy's face, causing Markus to cough ferociously as a fourth finger was
pushed into moistening boy-pussy, stretching the already obscene looking
hole even further.

From there Mr. Suarez had Markus ROUGHLY chew on his large, protruding
nipples, gargle his sweaty balls and SLOPPILY rim his musky, hairy
hole. Markus' small head was completely engulfed by the older man's ass
during one point of the rim session and the boy constantly struggled for
air in between his licking.

"Beso....Aye, Si....Beso mi culo!" Mr. Suarez grunted as he grinded his
meaty ass into Markus' small, coughing face. Bursts of cum-slime from men
and boys the Mexican pig had let fuck him earlier that day squirted out of
his sloppy cunt with every grind, completely drenching Markus' face and
making it even harder for the child to breath.

Just when Markus thought he'd pass out from oxygen deprivation, his weekend
guardian removed the huge ass from his face and dragged the boy's happy,
limp body to his bedroom. Markus was placed belly down on his space-themed
bed sheets and Mr. Suarez began one of his infamous, multi-hour rimjob
sessions.

"P-papa Suarez! Do it harder!" Markus moaned out as the session began to
enter its third hour.

Mr. Suarez pulled his face from the nine-year-old's ass and delivered a
firm swat to his right cheek. "In Espa?ol!" He said gruffly in a thick
Spanish accent. "You must learn, pollito."

With tearful eyes rolling in the back of his head, Markus stammered out
"M?s duro! Q-quiero que te comas mi- ahh- mi co?o!"

 The slurred out, magic words brought a smile to Mr. Suarez's face. He dove
back into the boy slut's twitching cunt rougher than before, making Markus
scream out incomprehensible nonsense. Mr. Suarez made sure to tongue-fuck,
suck and chew on the Markus' hole with more force than ever, ensuring that
his bushy moustache would hold the smell of boycunt for days.

As Mr. Suarez vigorously munched on Markus' dark anal ring, the boy's
wrinkly hole began to quickly quiver and buck around his tongue. Mr. Suarez
didn't stop for the anal spazzing, but a grin spread on his face. He knew
what was happening.

"I'm cu- "Markus moaned out breathlessly "I'm...cummNNNNnnnnnnghh!!!""
Markus' entire body shook harshly as the boy groaned out in
pleasure. "FNNNNUUUCCCCCKKKKKK!"

Mr. Suarez delivered a series of proud slaps to Markus' ass, grinning as he
continuing to chow down on the nine year-old's dry-cum spazzing hole. The
Mexican caretaker was sure that it would be only one of countless dry
orgasms he'd force out of his little lover during their long weekend
together.

In a darkened, smoke-filled room across town, eleven-year-old Mitch Kenson
took another heavy hit of the bong given to him hours before. The greasy
haired, scrawny, 5th grader didn't start his day intending to get baked out
of his mind and neither did his best friend, Jesus. However, the cool
college guys they met while riding their bikes had convinced the pair of
elementary schoolers to experiment with the drug.

With a mind-fucked chuckle, Mitch placed his head against the wall at his
back and sunk further into the sheetless mattress that seemed to hug his
overly-sensitive body in the most amazing ways. It was when he noticed how
good the mattress fibers felt on his bare balls that Mitch realized he
wasn't wearing his shorts anymore- or his underwear for that matter! In
fact, the only thing the slowly moving boy could feel on himself was the
child-sized football jersey he had put on that morning.

"H-hey...." Mitch spoke out slowly. His glazed over eyes were unable to see
far into the darkness around him. "Hey... any of
you.... guys.... see.... my shorts?"

No one responded to the boy's question and Mitch wondered if there was even
anyone else in the dark room with him. The boy tried to lift himself from
the comfortable mattress, but found his body felt too heavy and every small
movement made him incredibly dizzy. He slumped back into the mattress
defeated before he could even get to his feet.  And that's when he heard
the sounds.

"Uf-Fuck yeah, you little whore. Open that ginger cunt for me!"

"I-it feels like I'm gonna pee. I'm gonna pee!"

"Shit, bro! Mine just passed out from his assgasm!"

"Get another one from the pile, bro."

"Ah-ah-! It tingles!"

"C'mon little buddy, put it all the way in my pus-YEAH! Yeeeeaaah! Just
like that, you hot fuck. Now thrust!"

"Yeah, kid! Nnnnngggghhhhh! I'm your jock fag!"

While Mitch was trying to process what he was hearing, a tall figure
appeared in front of him from the surrounding darkness. It was one of the
college boys from earlier- or at least Mitch though it was. His square jaw,
quaffed hair and heavy brows seemed familiar to the increasingly confused
boy.

"Damn, little dude!" The handsome stranger said with a chuckle. "You really
hit that shit hard- you've been fuckin' out of it for the last hour!" The
college guy, who Mitch guessed was about 19 or 20, gave the hazy minded boy
a super bright smile that put him a bit at ease.

"Errrrmmm..." Mitch slurred "Who're you again....."

"Forgot my name, huh? You're really fucked up, bro. I'm Flash, remember?
Flash the football player." Flash mimed a touchdown that got a slurred
giggle out of Mitch, who still didn't really know who he was.

"Yeah- I, uh, I remember." Mitch said, unsure if he did or not "Er, do
you...know where....friend...my friend and shorts..."


"Your shorts? Haha, we don't need clothes here bro, it's cool. I'm not
wearing much either- see?"

Mitch looked on blankly, not really registering what Flash said. It finally
hit him after a minute of staring that Flash was shirtless. The boy's eyes
bulged out and zeroed in on the muscled jock's lightly haired, sweat coated
chest. It shone in a way that grossed Mitch out a little, especially
because it seemed to make Flash's nipples pop out more.

Nipples. Flash's nipples were the weirdest ones Mitch had ever saw. They
were far bigger than his, protruded outwards and had two metal hoops going
through each of them. They were also bright red, as if they recently had
gone through some type of harsh twisting.

Mitch could have stared at the strange nipples all night, but was soon
focused on Flash's torso. A light coat of hair covered super-defined abs
and got thicker the further down it went on Flash's body. The hair really
exploded at Flash's crotch, where Mitch thought it looked like an untamed
jungle swirling around the jock's hard cock.

Of course Mitch soon realized he was staring at a cock.

"W-what the hell!" Mitch spoke up loudly, startling Flash. "Your dick is
out....what the hell!" Mitch started jerking about slightly, trying to
summon up the strength to get up, but to no avail.

"Hey-hey! It's cool little man, it's cool!" Flash cooed, plopping himself
on the mattress next to Mitch and throwing an arm around the boy's
neck. "We're all just having a fun time, right buddy?"

"This is....I ...what?"

"Relax, bro." Flash cut the boy off. With a bit of force, he grabbed the
nearby bong with his free hand and shoved its mouthpiece in Mitch's small
face. "Take another fuckin' hit. We added all sorts of awesome stuff in it,
bro. Especially for you little dudes."

Somewhere in his hazy brain Mitch knew he shouldn't huff the bong's smoke,
but he found himself inhaling as much of the smoky concoction as his small
lungs would allow. In seconds he was a giggling mess- much to Flash's
delight.

"Feel better, bro?" Flash cheesed, tickling Mitch's ribs. Despite barely
being able to move the boy let out a stream of laughs.

"HahshhHAHA" Mitch laughed dumbly "That.....ticklers.....Flaggsh!"

 Flash tickled Mitch even harder, getting louder laughs out of the
boy. While Mitch laughed hysterically, the athlete slyly yanked his jersey
over his head, leaving Mitch completely naked. Of course, Mitch was too
engrossed in the tickling to care.

"Haha, now you're relaxed!" Flash smiled, ceasing his tickling in favor for
rubbing the boy's undefined belly.

"Yeeaaa..aaa." Mitch moaned out, enjoying the belly rub.

"I'm happy you are. I think we could have some real fun together, bro. Just
like everyone else is."  The comment confused Mitch.

"Fuunun?"

Flash laughed at the boy's high, confused face.

"Man, you're so fucked up, I love it." From somewhere Mitch couldn't see,
Flash took out a cellphone. With a few quick taps he turned the phone's
flashlight mode on and Mitch was finally able to see small bits of the room
he was in.

It took the drugged up boy a minute to register what he was seeing, but
eventually his eyes grew wide with shock. All around the mysterious, dingy
room tall muscular bodies were entangled with smaller, softer ones. Boys
Mitch sorta-knew from around town and some he didn't know at all were
tangled together in acts of perverted, nasty boy-on-jock sex. As if someone
unmuted his ears, Mitch became aware of the loud moans, groans, cries and
grunts around him.

"See, buddy?" Flash said, slowly shining the light around the huge orgy.
"Everyone's having a great time!" Flash focused the light on a corner near
them, causing Mitch to stared wide-eyed at the scene unfolding before him.

A black fourth-grader Mitch was certain went to the same elementary school
as him was spread eagle on the floor and giggling madly with beet-red
eyes. Mitch couldn't see how the boy was able to giggle- he had an
enormous, 9-inch, white dick buried halfway in his tiny hole in a way that
made Mitch wince. The white cock stretched the boy's tight, deep-purple
sphincter so obscenely Mitch thought it must hurt for both the boy and the
cock that seemed like it was being strangled. The boy was happily giggling
though. As for the cock; Mitch saw that the look on the ripped,
brown-haired jock it was attached to was one of pure bliss.

"Oh maaaannnnn, Dontae!" The jock moaned out contentedly, sensually
caressing the body of the small black boy he was impaling with his cock
beneath him. "I missed you so much! I'm so happy coach fell for our
training camp lie. Now I get your cunt all weekend!"

"I missed you too, Nick!" Dontae said sweetly as the college jock began
twisting his small nipples, making the boy's 2-inch, black cocklet bounce
up and down happily.

Nick smiled at the boy's words. "You really did, little man? Not just
saying that?"

"Fuck yea, I did! I wore your jersey to bed every night! I wouldn't even
let my mom wash it!" With a devious grin, Dontae flexed his cheeks, causing
his little boy walls to squeeze the older cock invading his hole.

"OH FUCK!" Nick moaned out, shuddering at his tiny lover's words and anal
control. "You know just how to make me swoon, `Tae. I'm going balls
deep-nnnnNngGGhh- NOW!" The college jock buckled his hips backwards and
then SLAMMED the rest of his nine-inch monster into the boy's tight cunt
forcefully. Dontae's tiny hole tried to reject the invading white cock, but
Nick's forceful thrusting won out. It only took seconds for Dontae's tiny,
black bottom to be completely impaled on his Nick's cock.

AGGGHNNGGHGHHH! NICCKKK!!" Dontae screamed out in overstimulated bliss as
his stretched-out, purple ring was forced open even wider by the huge,
white cock.

"I've- NGGh- I've got you baby!" Nick moaned loudly as he furiously plowed
in and out of the tiny boy's puffy hole. Streams of lube squirted out of
Dontae's loosening cunt every time the college jock's cock slammed into it.

"I FUCKING LOVE YOU, `TAE! FUCKING LOVE YOU!" Nick bellowed as he
piston-fucked Dontae, who cried out while stroking his tiny
dicklet. "Ngghhh! OPEN THAT CHOCOLATE PUSSY FOR ME!"

"That's pretty hot, isn't it?" Flash whispered in Mitch's ears, snapping
the boy out of the passionate scene he was witnessing.

 "Whaaa...Uhhh...Yea?"

Mitch's response caused another smile to creep across Flash lips. In one
quick motion the jock moved from besides Mitch to between the boy's
legs. With little effort, he threw the kid's legs back, exposing the eleven
year-old's untouched pucker to the air.

"He-hey, wha-!" Mitch started, only to be cut off by Flash tossing the
shining cellphone to him.

"Look what's happening over there, little dude. It's fucking hot too."

"But-"

"Just look, bud." Flash said, flashing Mitch another smile before lowering
his face to the boy's hairless, wrinkled starfish.

Still hazy brained, Mitch shined the flashlight to the part of the room
Flash indicated, catching glimpses of thrusting, athletic butts and small,
shaking bodies while doing so. When the boy settled the light on the new
portion of the room his mouth went agape.

On a lavish, king-sized bed Jesus, Mitch's best friend in the entire world,
was butt naked, on his hands and knees and crying out loudly from the HUGE
black dick tearing into his small butt. The look on the Hispanic boy's snot
covered, tearful, dumbly smiling face was an odd mix of pain and pleasure-
a look that caused Mitch's cock to throb to life.

The black jock fucking Jesus was enormous. He was stocky, had muscles
rippling underneath his large frame, was covered in tattoos and had skin
darker than any Mitch had ever seen- skin that glistened with sweat. Mitch
couldn't see the rough fuckers' faces however, he was wearing a football
helmet as he jackhammered into the underage boypussy beneath them.

"Yo! Who's shining a light on me!?" The black giant fucking into Jesus
shouted in a deep voice that shook Mitch to the core. He stopped his anal
assault on Jesus by slamming balls-deep into the small brown boy and
leaving his cock buried in him before shoving the kid's head deep into the
mattress to muffle his moans. "Can't a nigga fuck some Latin boy cunt in
peace!?"

"That's my bad, Troy." Flash spoke from between Mitch's legs. Mitch could
feel Flash's breath on his exposed hole and every word made him
quiver. "I'm just getting this little dude ready for some fun, Bro."

Mitch could feel the eyes of the huge jock named Troy zero in on him from
beneath the football helmet. His heart began to race in worry, but his
fears were quickly subsided when Troy let out a big laugh.

"You still working on that same one, Flash? Fuck, bruh, I'm already dicking
my tenth kid!" To emphasize his point, Troy unburied 12-inches of black
cock out of Jesus' ass, only leaving half of his bulbous cockhead inside
the boy. "Get to fucking, man!" Troy ordered before RAMMING the hefty slab
of meat back into Jesus with one brutal stroke.

Mitch could hear Jesus scream out an incomprehensible
"MFFAAAHGFFFFGHHHHHHH!!!" into the mattress, where Troy still had his face
buried.

From between his legs, Mitch could feel a long, hole-twitching exhale
escape from Flash. "Yeah, yea. I hear you bro, I just want my first boy to
be..." Flash spoke at Troy before trailing off.

Troy let out another big laugh before grabbing Jesus by the waist, hoisting
the boy up, and walking over to the mattress where Flash and Mitch
were. Without letting his cock escape from Jesus, Troy tossed the small boy
down besides Mitch and continuing his battering into the boy's throbbing
ass. Mitch looked at his friend's over-expanded hole in amazement. He and
Jesus were never shy about being naked around one another, so Mitch had
caught glimpses of his friend's wrinkled entry often. He couldn't believe
that the tiny, star shaped hole was somehow accommodating the enormous,
black cock plowing into it.

"Ahhhhnnnn!" Jesus drooled out, his face contorted in ways Mitch never seen
before. Ways that made Mitch's cock begin to leak small bits of boy goo.

Troy placed a hand on Flash's shoulder as he pounded into Jesus. "I get
you, man. You want that first boy to be special on that romantic-tip."
Flash nodded in agreement while watching his teammate's cock continuously
beat its way into Jesus' reddening, wet hole. "But, bruh! We're fucking
state champs. We got tons of boys that we'll be dumping cock snot into. You
can't be hung up on making it special with just one. That's groupies 101,
man."

"Y-yea. Your right." Flash spoke up, rising to his feet and lining his cock
up with Mitch's hole. "I need to just jump in and do it."

The feel of a cock pressing against his hole sent alarms off in Mitch's
head. "Wha-aa- Whatare you- I dooon!" Mitch tried to weakly protest, but
could only form incomprehensible sentences.

"Fuck, you picked a wild one! Look at him acting like he don't want it."
Troy laughed. Without stopping his fucking, he grabbed Jesus' head, hovered
it over Mitch and shoved both of the little friends' faces
together. Mitch's eyes widened in shock as Jesus' lips were forcefully
smashed against his. He was frozen, unsure what to do. His answer came
when, to his surprise, Jesus' tongue crawled into his mouth.

"Mnnnnnnnnggg!" Mitch whined as his best friend led him into a deep,
sloppy, boy-on-boy make out session. Mitch could feel his heart race fast
and, to his embarrassment, his boy-nail throb harder from the kiss.

"Fuck, this is so hot!" Flash drooled from both his mouth and cockhead. A
slap on the ass from Troy brought the footballer back to attention.

"Don't just stare, man. Fuck it into him now!"

Swallowing hard, Flash gripped the distracted Mitch by the hips and, in one
harsh thrust, JAMMED his cock balls deep into the boy's virgin hole.

The assault was like an explosion in Mitch's brain.

"UNNNNHHH! AHHHHH!" Mitch screamed into his best friend's mouth as Flash
began to thrust in and out of him quickly. He felt as if explosions were
going off in every part of his body- especially his ass. With each thrust
inward, Mitch felt like Flash was sending waves of lava through his balls,
cock and stomach. "ANHHH! NGGGHHHHH!"

Flash chanted, "OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCK!!" as he slammed harder and harder into
Mitch's deflowered hole. He thought there would be a lot of resistance to
his cock, but there was none.

"It's- Ngggh- the fucking drugs, bruh." Troy said in-between his own harsh
slams into Jesus. "It gets these fuckers open in minutes- virgins and all!
Awesome, right?"

"Fucckkk yeaaaa itttt issss!" Flash moaned as Mitch's anal walls flexed
around his cock, trying to expel the invader. The stimulation only egged
Flash on harder, however, and the jock began an even faster assault on
Mitch's spasming hole.

"Damn right!" Troy shouted as he pounded into Jesus harder, matching
Flash's speed. The harsher crashes of Troy's hard cock against his tiny boy
button caused Jesus to break his kiss with Mitch and cry out.

"Anngghhh!!! Pleassseee!" Jesus whined, looking back at Troy. In a frenzy,
Troy ripped his helmet off of his head and tossed it behind him.

"I FUCKING LOVE WHEN THEY BEG!" Troy shouted to the room, which caused a
round of cheers from the fucking jocks around them. With no struggle at
all, Troy grabbed Jesus by the leg and flipped the small boy onto his back.

"Ah! Pleasssseeee! Slowee-AHHHHH!" Jesus' pleas were ignored- Troy
jackhammered into the boy's stretched out cunt missionary style.  As Troy
rutted the boy rougher and rougher, his previous complaints were loss in a
stream of gargled grunt-moans. "Nngggghhhhhhhhaaaggghhhh!"

With his mouth free of his best friend's tongue, Mitch added to the chorus
of boy moans filling the room.

"Ahhhnnnn! Ahnnnn!" Mitch stuttered out in his erotic, hazy-brain
bliss. His three inch dicklet stood proudly erect and leaking as Flash
fucked deeper and deeper into him. As pressure built up in his balls, Mitch
could only stammer out one thing: "F-FLASSSHHH!"

"Fuck yea man!" Troy cheered, "You got the slut to say your name!"

A shit-eating grin spread across Flash's face "Fuck yeah I did man!" With
building confidence, Flash began to dick Mitch harder, causing the boy to
cry out his name more. As he bare-fucked the boy, he felt a hand latch onto
one of his dangling nipple rings.

"You look sexy as fuck going all pedo on the kid, man." Troy whispered to
Flash sexily. The black jock tugged hard on his teammate's nipple rings,
making Flash to cry out in pleasure. As soon as his mouth was open, Troy
shoved his tongue forcefully into his teammates' mouth, forcing the jock to
kiss him deeply.

"Mnnnnnnnnhhh!" Flash moaned as he met Troy's eager tongue movements with
own. The two slowed their fucking down to long, deep strokes as they got
lost in each other's kiss, giving Mitch and Jesus a small breather from the
intense fucking.

Mitch, still hazy brained, looked at the two jocks kiss above him in
complete wonder. The sight of two men kissing, coupled Flash's slow,
electric strokes into his ass, was sending the boy into a hypnotic
state. He was only broken from it when he heard his name called lowly
besides him.

"M-Mitch." Jesus said, speaking to Mitch for the first time since he
awoke. Mitch turned to his friend, shocked to hear his voice.

"Y-Nnngghh- Yea..." Mitch answered, his own voice sounding odd to him.

Jesus smiled dumbly at his friend. "Let's- ah- kiss again." With a shaky
hand, Jesus grabbed onto Mitch's erect dick and began stroking it.

It felt good to Mitch. Everything that was happening did.

"Yea!" Mitch said, smiling his own goofy smile before bringing his mouth to
Jesus. As Mitch and Jesus' tongues wrestled in each other's mouths for the
second time that day, Mitch grabbed ahold of Jesus cock. The best friends
jacked each other off in unison.

Mitch and Jesus encountered Officer Valdez that memorable Friday night. It
was hours after Flash, Troy and many other jocks had creamed their gaping,
sore, boy holes with footballer cum. The meeting was not one of note. The
boys waved at the handsome man as he drove past Jesus' home in his police
cruiser and Officer Valdez, ever the polite policeman, waved back at the
boys with a big smile. He thought nothing of the act and was unaware that,
later that night, the boys would recall his handsome face as they fingered
each other's cum drenched holes.

As the two freshly converted sluts oozed out puddles of boy cum to the
thought of fucking Officer Valdez, the man in question was performing one
of the less glamorous duties of a police officer.

"And which hotel are you staying again, Mr. Yoshida?" Officer Valdez spoke
to the stocky Japanese man drunkenly lounging in his back seat.

"3212 America St.!" Mr. Yoshida happily responded. "And thanks to you
officer! Yoshida is in no driving condition!"

"Thank you for realizing that!" Officer Valdez replied before giving into
the small talk that came with ensuring a lightly drunken person got home
safe, "Are you in town for business?"

"Yes, yes." Mr. Yoshida nodded eagerly, "The best business:
bathhouses. Yoshida corp. wants beautiful bathhouse in Smallville. Very
Japanese. Very, ahhhhh, bonding. All men bond: neighbors, co-workers,
fathers, sons. One that males of fine taste can enjoy."

The comment got a laugh out of Officer Valdez. When he saw Mr. Yoshida's
confused face, he quickly apologized. "Sorry buddy, I don't mean to be
rude. It's just that...well this town may be diverse, but I'd be hard
pressed to find men that want to take a bath together- especially fathers
and sons!"

"Ah, I understand!" Mr. Yoshida laughed. "Not rude, good input!" Officer
Valdez laughed another apology before changing the conversation.

Mr. Yoshida did, in fact, understand. Although it was the man's first time
in Smallville- and America- his older brother made him fully aware of the
town's boy-fucking reputation and how many of its' citizens were oblivious
to it. Mr. Yoshida was certain Officer Valdez was one of the oblivious
ones- ones that did not enjoy the taste of boys.

It was a pity, Mr. Yoshida thought. The bathhouse he planned to build for a
vacationing, perverted, Japanese customer base would have had a better
reputation if a muscular, Latino officer like Officer Valdez was known to
frequent it. An unending stream of Japanese men would have surely visited
with their sons in hopes of seeing the manly officer shove his enormous
cock down their tiny throats, or the chance to witness their sons bounce up
and down on an American officer's cock while they, themselves, enjoy the
tight ass of a small American boy.

When Officer Valdez reached 3212 America St., he was surprised to see a
group of well-dressed Japanese men awaiting the arrival of his passenger.

"Thank you for help, Officer!" Mr. Yoshida smiled with a polite bow before
making his way into his hotel with his huge entourage behind him.

"No problem, Mr. Yoshida." Officer Valdez said, amazed at the huge band of
Japanese men with him. "And Welcome to Smallville."

The words brought a wide smile to Mr. Yoshida's face, "Yes, thank you!"

As Officer Valdez drove off to the complete the final hours of his shift,
Mr. Yoshida and his party made his way to his room. After several
goodnights were exchanged, the men dismissed themselves from their boss's
presence, much to his relief. Only one man remained; Mr. Yoshida's right
hand, Takao.

"Your brother has left a gift for you inside for you, Sir." Takao said in
Japanese, bowing lowly. "It is to commemorate your first business trip to
America."

"Oh?" Mr. Yoshida said, stroking his chin. He eyed up his bowing underling
before saying, "Why don't you join me tonight, Takao? My brother's gifts
are often big enough to share."

Takao surpassed his desire to scream in joy. Instead the man rose from his
bow and gave a formal, "Of course, Sir."

The two men entered the hotel room and were greeted by the sound of a loud,
intense Japanese baseball game. When they made their way into Mr. Yoshida's
bedroom, Mr. Yoshida found exactly what he hoped he would.

On the large hotel bed a Japanese teenager, about seventeen years old, sat
outstretched in full baseball uniform. The uniform was one Mr. Yoshida knew
well; it was that of his old highschool's team back in Japan. Straddling
the teenager's waist was a seven year-old black boy dressed in a miniature
version of the New York Yankee's pinstriped uniform. The boy was excitedly
bouncing up and down on the older teen, causing them both to sport boners
from the friction.

"Welcome, to your room, sir!" The Japanese teen said as Mr. Yoshida and
Takao walked around the fully geared boys. "Your brother sends his love! He
hopes you'll enjoy us."

"I'm sure I will." Mr. Yoshida smiled, unbuttoning his dress shirt as Takao
shakily did the same.

"Hey, are you gonna fuck us, Mr.!?" The black boy asked excitedly, in
perfect Japanese. The boy's mastery of the language surprised Mr. Yoshida.

"Well now!" Mr. Yoshida grinned "Where did you learn such good Japanese!?"

"Mr. Big Yoshida taught me!" The boy replied with a big grin.

"My older brother?"

"Yep!" The boy grinned broader. "He taught me all sortsa things! I can put
this many baseballs in me!" The boy put up seven tiny fingers. Mr. Yoshida
whistled at the number.

"You're a talented young man!" He said, causing the little boy to bounce
more excitedly.

"I can fit a bat inside me if you wish it, sir." The Japanese teen blushed
as he began rubbing the tiny tent on his smaller companion's
uniform. Mr. Yoshida and Takao's both leaked small bits of precum at the
sight. In seconds both men were naked and crawling besides the jersey
wearing boys.

"Ahhh!" The older teen moaned as Mr. Yoshida nibbled on his neck and
gripped his erection through his uniform. "S-sir. Before we begin we must
say- ahh- we must say-"

"Say what?" Mr, Yoshida teased, nibbling harder on the boy's neck.

The teen stuttered out more words as Mr. Yoshida shoved his hands in the
back of the boy's pants and began probing his lightly haired
asshole. "We-ahhh- Wel-nnnnnghh!"

Mr. Yoshida smiled at his handiwork. As he forced a finger into the moaning
teen's asshole, he turned to the small black boy who eagerly slurped on the
plum-sized cockhead of Takao, who looked as if he was in heaven.

"Do you know what your friend wishes to say, little one?" Mr. Yoshida asked
deviously.

The small black boy bobbed his head on Takao's cockehead three more times
before ripping himself from it with a big SLURRRP sound.

"WELCOME TO SMALLVILLE!" The boy cheesed as pre-cum dripping down his lips.

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