Date: Mon, 03 Jan 2022 17:12:31 +0000
From: Tex Colorado <texcolorado@protonmail.com>
Subject: The Senator's Boy 2

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Thank you to those of you who reached out about part 1, I've loved hearing
from you and interacting.

Speaking of those who reached out, while talking with a reader about our
mutual admiration for another writer, I realized that I was probably very
inspired by his stories in creating an alternate world where loving
children was legal. That other writer is Beautiful Creamer. We have a
different style, but I love his stories. You can find them here:
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Tex


The Senator's Boy 2 (M/b(10), oral, rim)
by Tex Colorado


This was something that Preston enjoyed. It was two things; a gift for his
lover while at the same time giving himself something new and therefore
exciting. The gift stood before Kevin as the man sat on the elegant sofa in
the formal living room. As they heard Preston's footsteps retreat up the
stairs, joined by those of the wealthy supporter, their host for the
evening, Kevin watched the reaction of the cute-as-a-button, ten year-old
boy in front of him.

His name is Simon and he's dressed in a Minecraft onesie with a hood. He
put it on after being sent upstairs to "get ready for bed" and Kevin had
spent an hour imagining what was underneath and fantasizing about how he
would remove the uniquely exciting choice of sleepwear. Described as
unusually horny for his age, the boy was definitely bare under his jammies
because he was frequently tenting them as he cozied up to the houseguest.

When the sound of the door closing upstairs echoed down to them, the boy
turned his attention back to Kevin and he smiled shyly. "What do ya think
that they'll do?" the young boy said in almost a whisper.

Kevin knew exactly what they'd do, the rich, but kind, benefactor the type
that Preston liked; powerful, generous and handsome, meaning that there
wasn't a crystal ball needed to know what would soon be taking
place. Preston loved Kevin, the man who he was certain would be president
soon, but he also loved to get fucked by other men. When he found someone
who made his boypussy clench, he would try to work out a way for things to
happen. Although this time it worked in reverse. When Preston met Simon at
an event celebrating the legalization of intergenerational relationships
and found out the things that the boy did with his own father, the wheels
started turning on how he could procure the boy for Kevin. When he got a
look at the boy's daddy, the pieces fell into place. "What do you think
that they're going to do?" Kevin replied with a question, stressing the
"you" and putting it back on the child.

Simon got a goofy grin, "I think that they're going to do the butt thing,"
he said with his hand in front of his mouth to stifle a giggle.

"Have you done the butt thing?" Kevin responded.

Simon shook his head, "Not really, not yet, it's too big," he explained,
"but we do fingers. Daddy says it won't be long, but I'm scared."

"Do you two do this a lot?" the man asked, "switch with another couple?"

"Sometimes, but mostly it's just the boy who comes over for the butt stuff,
`cause daddy can't do it with me," Simon explained, "and he says that he
needs to do the butt stuff."

Kevin stifled a laugh himself and wondered if this was a good time to
explain the difference between `need' and `want'. But, then again, who was
he to talk? Of course, this meant that he wasn't going to get to fuck cute
Simon tonight, but he was ok with that. It did prompt an obvious question,
"What do you do with your daddy?"

"All the other stuff," Simon answered confidently, "touching, kissing,
mouth stuff, you know...like that," he finished with a shrug.

"Kissing?" Kevin asked, "do you like doing that?"

The boy nodded vigorously, "Oh yeah, for sure," he told the man, "it makes
my wiener get stiff."

Kevin's experience told him that this boded well for Simon's daddy when
they decided to move on to the fabled "butt stuff". Nothing opened a boy up
faster than a tongue pressing between their lips to distract them from what
was happening down below. The distraction, the connection, the passion,
they all conspired against a clamped-tight sphincter, opened it right up
and granted entrance to the man who was knocking at the boy's back door.

"That sounds nice to me," Kevin answered, referring to the boy's hard dick,
"would you like to give me a kiss." With a sweet smile, the little boy took
a step to stand between the seated man's knees. This brought Simon's head
slightly above Kevin's as the man sat up and brought the cute little guy
into his arms. Simon leaned down a little and pursed his lips, touching
quickly to the man's and backing up, leaving Kevin to wonder if he was only
getting a peck until the child opened his mouth, that glorious noise that
you can only hear when lips that are so close to you part, closed his eyes
and tilted his head. Kevin was the one who closed the distance this time
and their lips touched, the tiny tongue sneaking out of the child's mouth
as he sought out the man's, deftly entering Kevin's parted lips and
twirling his own tongue hard around the man's.

This was a boy who loved to kiss. He was instantly pushing against Kevin,
falling into the man's arms but never breaking the seal between them. First
moving onto one of Kevin's legs, then allowing himself to be lowered to the
couch, the large man above him, hovering as they made out until Kevin was
able to balance on one arm, the other seeking out the zipper at the neck of
the onesie. Slowly he started lowering it down Simon's hidden body. He
couldn't resist parting from the sweet boy and watching as his milky white
skin appeared, Simon following along with a mix of excitement and
contentment, the earlier kisses triggering the two-sided motivation. He
wasn't skinny or athletic, still having a little baby-fat, but the boy was
as sexy as could be. There was a noticeable heat coming off of him, a
sultry look in his eyes as his chest appeared. Kevin leaned down to gently
suck on first one tiny nipple, then the other, drawing a high-pitched sigh
from Simon as the man flicked at the small, hard nubs.

"You have a beautiful body," Kevin told the boy, "your skin is so soft," he
continued as he ran his hand across the boy's chest and down to his smooth
tummy, unzipping a little more but stopping to build the anticipation, the
boy's obvious little erection just hidden from view, pushing up on the
material while his bare, padded pubic area was exposed, inviting Kevin's
fingertips to make a leisurely trip across the silky skin. He loved this
area, normally hidden, but still not crossing the line of decency, one day
it would be sullied by hair, but that was thankfully years away.

With Preston, it was always a race to the main course, there was no
discovery. That's part of what Preston liked about swapping, the discovery
and maybe finding a new activity that you hadn't tried before. That's what
this was, uncharted territory, Kevin taking the zipper and slowly
continuing down the boy's left leg, allowing the jammies to fall open until
out popped the world's cutest and seemingly hardest erection ever. "Oh,
baby that's a nice dick," Kevin said spontaneously as the two and half
inch, circumcised boy-boner sat proudly at a forty-five degree angle away
from Simon's body, throbbing with each beat of the little boy's heart.

Simon watched expectantly as Kevin slid the zipper all of the way down his
left leg and helped him out of the garment. Half covered, Kevin was able to
slide his hand up the inside of the boy's leg and right up his smooth
thighs. "May I?" the man asked when he reached the tiny, walnut-shaped
nutsack.

"Mmm, hmm," Simon responded, "do whatever you want," he added with a sexy
smile that belied his age. Turning his hand upside down, Kevin dragged his
fingernails over the tight, wrinkled boybag then slipped them over the
smooth, hard shaft of the boy's delectable penis. Simon giggled at the
touch, then relaxed as the touch grew firmer and Kevin wrapped his fingers
around the warm cock.

He had already crawled down to dick-level while removing Simon's pajama, so
it was only a matter of inches to hold the prick up and extend his tongue
to touch the dry, smooth tip. Flicking it twice, causing Simon to laugh
again and push on the man's head, Kevin then moved to licking the whole
shaft, his adult tongue covering the entire surface as he wetted the
bottom, licked around to the top and pulled it toward him. He took a dip
down to suck the young scrotum between his lips before finally engulfing
the boycock.

Used to Preston, having the smaller and, impossibly, harder, cock inside of
him was a treat for Kevin. So slick against his tongue and between his
lips, he bobbed on the slim boydick, twisting his head to cover every inch,
then taking time to coat the tip, the tiny, smooth glans so sensitive for
the boy, he would twitch each time, then sigh as Kevin took him back
inside.

Simon loved the changes, without understanding, the man was keeping him on
his toes, especially when he went down to suck on his balls, something that
his daddy always did for him. But something that his daddy didn't do was
continue downward. Kevin lifted the boy's freed leg, causing his taint to
be accessible, the man licking the bulge there and making Simon gasp. He
got a real surprise as he felt the man's tongue worm between the base of
his butt cheeks and the slithery feeling touch his butthole.

"What are you doing?" Simon blurted in surprise.

"Your dad doesn't do this?" Kevin asked, reluctantly removing his tongue
from the surprisingly clean pucker.

"No way!" the boy responded in amazement, "why are you doing that?"

"Because it feels good," Kevin answered, swooping in for another lick and
making Simon clench closed. The man laughed, "I'm never going to hurt you,
ok?" getting a nod from Simon, "but you have to relax a bit or it'll just
feel weird."

"It is weird," the kid answered bluntly, "I don't like it."

Thinking about it and refusing to let the opportunity to bring a new thrill
to the boy's life, Kevin offered, "Let's both get out of our clothes, then
just give me another chance, I think that you'll love it," then added, "if
you don't, I'll stop and I promise to only suck your balls and dick for 10
hours straight."

Simon seemed to get the joke as he chuckled, but started to get up and take
his arms out of the top of the onesie. When Kevin stood up and started to
undress, Simon wasn't able to take his eyes off of him. He'd only been with
a few men and their different cocks were a source of immense
fascination. "Don't take off your underwear," the boy ordered when Kevin
was almost finished undressing, "I want to do it." Sitting up, the now
completely naked ten year old reached for the man's waistband and pulled at
the short-cut boxer briefs. The tent told the boy most of what he needed to
know, but he still had butterflies in his stomach wondering what he was
going to find inside. Lifting the waistband up and over the big circumcised
cock, the wet head appeared followed by a seemingly endless shaft. Finally
he reached the base and the man's big, hanging sack came into view and the
boy's cock actually lurched, "It's a nice one," the horny little guy
observed, unable to stop his little fingers from delicately wrapping around
the shaft and pulling it toward him.

The man's underwear was just tucked under his scrotum when Kevin was
shocked to see the boy's tiny tongue stick out and lick the tip of his
cock. He almost jumped out of his skin with the beautiful sight of the
child willingly and of his own discretion licking up Kevin's copious amount
of precum. "Wow, Simon, that feels so great, pal," Kevin groaned, the boy
responding by taking the crown between his lips and suckling like a
baby. Bobbing his head, the boy was showing surprisingly mature skill,
using lots of tongue and bringing his hand into the scene, stroking the
shaft in time with his lips.

There was a thump from upstairs, both of them hearing it, the boy keeping
the cock in his mouth but stopping and looking upwards with his eyes. When
a rhythmic sound followed, Kevin worried that they may not have much
time. Wanting a chance to really munch on the young child's ass and show
him how to get pleasure back there, Kevin said, "Let's lay down, I'm going
to shoot if you keep doing that."

Smiling happily, Simon dropped to the couch and opened his legs
wide. "Fuck, that's so pretty, baby," Kevin cooed, "but I was thinking you
on top, facing away from me. Then I can show you how fun rimming can be."

"Rimming?" he laughed while he moved to let Kevin lay down.

"That's what licking your butthole is called," Kevin explained, "now come
on," he patted his chest, "climb on up here and put your butt by my face."
Simon had stood up next to the couch while Kevin laid down, then threw a
leg over as he sat flat on the man's chest, his fleshy butt cheeks smashed
down and his little sack hitting the man in front. Taking hold of the boy's
little hips, Kevin pulled him backwards, Simon instinctively laying forward
letting his butt spread open, his knees on the side of Kevin's chest.

Watching that shapely ass wiggle back toward him made Kevin rock hard, not
that he needed more ammunition after Simon's little tongue wetted it a few
minutes before. The man gently grabbed the full cheeks and kneaded them,
the crack opening and closing with each massage, the result being the
child's light-pink pussy winking at him. Pulling Simon's hips a little bit
farther, Kevin ended up between the boy's thighs and couldn't resist
letting the small scrotum slip into his mouth. "Mmm," Simon sighed, laying
his head on Kevin's stomach while he enjoyed the man sucking on his balls.

Taking a moment to enjoy the child's smooth skin, Kevin reached around and
ran his hands along Simon's back, up over his shoulders and through his
hair before wrapping his arms around the boy's waist as he pulled him down
to take a swipe at his still-hard dick. Finally moving on to the boy's
butt, he helped Simon slide forward again, his crack right in front of the
man's chin. Kevin pulled a pillow under his head so that he had a better
angle, licked a finger and lightly touched it to the offered hole. Simon
gasped then exhaled as the man rubbed his anus, lightly drawing circles
around its surface and slipping up and down the boy's crack. "Ready?" Kevin
asked, "I'm gonna lick you back here again, ok?"

"Mmm hmm," the boy agreed, quietly. At the same time, Kevin started to feel
breath on his cockhead. Without intending, Simon had laid just short of
having his mouth on the man's dick. Kevin then felt the touch of the horny
boy's fingertips tracing the bottom of his erect cock all the way to the
base, then continuing down to cup the grownup balls. Laying out to reach
and fondle Kevin's sack brought every inch of the boy into contact with the
man's body. The soothing feel of the warm, baby-soft skin was so nice as
Kevin finally pulled Simon down slightly to bring the boy's sphincter
within reach of his waiting tongue.

"Oh, wow, that feels so funny," Simon let out in surprise even though he
was expecting it.

Kevin had barely touched the clean hole, so he backed off and said, "Just
relax sweetie, you're going to love this, I promise," before he went back
to the task. Licking Preston, like most things between them, was a path on
the way to a the main goal for both man and boy; getting Kevin's cock to
easily slip inside him. But tonight, this was probably the main course and
he was going to savor every moment. Touching the boy's delicate pucker,
Kevin's penis lurched when he tasted fully the soapy, clean skin, licking
away until he reached the more familiar, musky taste that he considered the
essence of a boy.

He appreciated an effort at cleanliness by such a young child. Normally he
would have been greeted by something rather funky in a ten year-old, but
here Kevin only met a well-washed boyhole that needed some prodding to
release its true taste and smell. Kevin could feel the boy gently touching
the man's cock and balls, absently exploring while being more focused on
the feelings starting to grow in his hitherto unlicked most private
space. With the change in taste, a simultaneous elasticity of the tight
anus occurred, the smallest of loosening, allowing the man to press inside
slightly. Simon sighed loudly and Kevin could feel the boy's head laying
next his hard, adult cock, the small hand holding it in place as he
snuggled up to the manhood like a stuffed animal.

"Mmm," Simon moaned, "that does feel good, I wish that daddy did that
before he poked at me there," he added before moving his lips over the head
of Kevin's cock. Now it was Kevin's turn to sigh and groan, the child's
comfort at cradling him, touching him, experimenting with the genitals of a
man who was basically a stranger, was beyond erotic. That this elementary
school student wanted these things was as exciting as the act itself. His
tongue leaving the boys delectable pucker to gasp momentarily, Kevin used
the opportunity to wet his index finger, then bring it to the entrance of
the boy's warm pussy and begin to trace circles around the slackened hole
before pressing at the center and finding it easy to breach the ring,
slowly slipping into the mushy inside of the child's tiny rectum. He could
hear Simon grunt around the cock in his mouth and it made Kevin leak precum
into the little guy's active mouth.

Kevin used his left hand to caress the boy's body, running up the smooth
back and into Simon's hair, encouraging him to go deeper on his cock. With
a finger now running in and out of the boy's hole, the man was able to
contort his head enough to take the never-failing erection of the sweet
child. Simon took this as a signal to work harder on Kevin's
dick. Realizing the ease with which his single finger was working inside of
the boy, Kevin pulled out, drawing an unhappy grunt from Simon, sucked his
middle finger and replaced his two wet digits at the child's nether
entrance. With only a thin sheen of spit, both fingers entered the boy like
a hot knife through butter. The ease of entry didn't go unnoticed by the
recipient who, after he let Kevin's cock fall from his lips, never stopping
his insistent tug, said, "Do you think that it would go in?" And then
tugged more firmly on the man's large penis to emphasize his meaning.

Knowing full well the answer, Kevin had to resist, taking the boy's anal
virginity was his daddy's job. But Kevin would play a small part, because
he could tell being opened this way was a new and happy experience for
Simon. Explaining as much, Kevin offered the consolation, "Let's make each
other cum with our mouths," then complimented, "you're so good at it, I
won't last long!"

Simon giggled and waved the big cock in his hand back and forth, "Ok," he
agreed, then, just before he plunged back down, told the man, "You can do
it in my mouth, I don't think that it's yucky."

"Oh, god," Kevin groaned at the thought of unloading inside the pretty
boy's mouth. He felt Simon take him back inside straight back to touch his
tonsils. "Fuck, kid. Shit that feels good," he sighed happily, taking the
boy's thin penis back between his lips. These little cocks were so fun,
when his hand wasn't exploring the baby soft skin from thighs to ass and
over the boy's back, Kevin held the hard dick out for himself so that he
could flick at the cut tip, Simon jumping with each attack on his sensitive
head. Then he'd take the whole thing inside, pressing his lips against the
child, the kiddie scrotum laying right on Kevin's nose, the scent of the
boy's balls still smelling strongly of soap.

Before he knew it, Simon was rocking his own hips to increase the pace into
the man. The need was obvious to Kevin, the boy was on the verge of his own
climax. Bringing this sweet young fourth grader off was a dream, and the
man redoubled his efforts, slipping his fingers from the boypussy to focus
on fondling the boy while he sucked his delicious cock. He was rewarded by
an increase in speed and depth by his partner. The man couldn't take much
more, his own hips beginning to rise to meet the boy, until Simon made a
last plunge and Kevin went just that much deeper and he felt the boy freeze
as his glans entered the tightest space it had ever had the joy of
experiencing. With little complaint or seeming effort, Simon had taken him
into his throat, and, for a few glorious moments, Kevin felt the boy's lips
touch his pubes, his entire length buried inside the ten year-old. His
experience obvious, the boy didn't struggle or panic, just breathed through
his nose loudly and continued to rock his hips. Simon pulled back and let
the head dislodge, then slid the whole cock out with a gasp, the shaft
coated with a thick layer of spit which the child immediately used to
lubricate his stocking hand. Kevin felt himself going slowly over the
cliff. Continuing to fellate the boy, he felt the child's hips grow erratic
while he still had the presence of mind to re-take the man's cock, bobbing
quickly as his own ecstasy grew.

When Simon started to slam his groin into Kevin's face, whimpers of
pleasure causing vibrations around the grown-up dick, Kevin knew that he
was done. Sliding his hands back up the boy's back, he put pressure on the
back of Simon's little head, his cock slipping deeper until he felt Simon
press against him, his baby dick swelling and flexing, the sight of his
puffy perineum pulsing in front of Kevin's eyes as it worked to expel his
future seed, today only succeeding in making the boycock twitch in rhythm
as he came. When Kevin felt the tightness of the kid's throat surround him
again, he lost it, the rush of passion causing him to shake as the powerful
first shot soared up the length of his cock and emptied directly into the
lad's stomach. Backing off slightly, the next spurts landed right on the
ten year-old's tongue, the thought of this little child tasting him was so
erotic that he let the boy's spent dick leave his lips and shout, "Oh,
fucking taste my cum, oh my god, Simon!" What felt like a gallon of his cum
emptied over and over into the waiting receptacle of Simon's cute mouth.

When he finally was done, the last dribbles milked by Simon's talented
lips, the boy slipped off of Kevin to lay opposite him on the couch, turned
toward the man and looked up. Smiling with a closed mouth, he tried to show
Kevin what he had inside, but was at a bad angle, a small bit of Kevin's
thick cum dripped down his chin before he caught it with his hand, fed it
back to himself, then swallowed. Kevin could see his throat muscles working
to get the load down before his empty mouth was presented as evidence of
the boy's accomplishment. "Yummy!" he announced like the child that he was,
the depravity causing another drop of Kevin's jizz to seep out, quickly
caught by the tongue of the naughty child.

Breathing heavily, the pair held each other for a few minutes, their naked
bodies sticky and sweaty from their session, but the little kisses and
sweet coos and whispers were of joy and contentment. Finally they decided
to dress, Kevin helping the small child into his pajamas one leg at a time,
then reluctantly sipping it past his groin, giving the cute, soft dick a
suck and a kiss before it disappeared.

After they were dressed, the two of them sat on the couch and cuddled,
watching a cartoon at Simon's request as the boy slowly drifted off, his
head in Kevin's lap. The angelic look on the child's face contrasted
sharply with the devilish one that had guzzled down the thick mancream like
it was a favorite dessert. Kevin idly rubbed the boy's back and
occasionally around to his chest, the onesie only partially zipped, leaving
the childish chest and belly exposed to the man's caresses.

The home was very well built and as such, not much sound carried aside from
echoes down hallways, but as he sat there, Kevin did hear the muffled
sounds of Preston's familiar rise in excitement. Knowing without a doubt
that another man was sliding his big dick up his boyfriend's asshole was
still a little odd for Kevin, but his own transgression laying across his
lap reminded him that it was only fair and also surprisingly hot to
imagine.

When he heard their footsteps, Kevin looked up to see a disheveled Preston
walk in, his hair matted in places and plastered to his forehead in a way
that demonstrated his previously sweaty brow. The boy stopped, turned to
his lover for the evening and stood on his tiptoes to give the man a quick
kiss. "Thanks," the boy said plainly, then walked across to Kevin and,
leaning over the sleeping child, gave him a long, romantic and
tongue-filled kiss. This was Preston's way of demonstrating Kevin's
priority to the other man, but, being a fellow boylover, Kevin knew that
the other man was only envisioning the places that Preston's tongue had
visited over the past hour and thinking about Kevin now tasting the man's
cock and maybe more.

"Shall we?" Preston said in a mockingly formal way and the boy's father
helped to lift the younger boy off of Kevin's lap.

Pleasantries exchanged, they left and got into the waiting limo. Preston
lay back into Kevin as they made the short drive home. "Everything ok?" the
man finally asked, not prying, just checking on the boy's safety.

"Oh, yeah," Preston said, "he was fun to fuck," he offered bluntly, "but
kind of rough and not like you at all," he explained, making Kevin smile.

The boy turned his head and looked at Kevin, sensing the man's insecurity
and only wanting to please him. "I only love you," he said, "we don't ever
have to do this if it makes you unhappy."

Kevin loved to hear this, "No," he answered, "it's fine and I had fun too,"
he admitted, "plus, the fact that you offered is enough for me," he
explained, knowing that he could never deny the randy boy. Preston smiled,
leaned toward the man and they kissed.

"So little Simon is leaking into his little jammies?" Preston teased. Kevin
loved to talk dirty and graphically and Preston enjoyed playing along, "did
you try to get him pregnant?" he continued with a laugh.

"No," Kevin said with a chuckle, "he hasn't done that yet. Although, I
think that he would have, but I couldn't deprive his father the first
time."

"You poor thing!" Preston announced like a doting mother from the fifties,
"And poor Simon. He could have had you be his first, now he's got to have
that guy fuck him! What a letdown."

"I appreciate that," Kevin said, running his hand through his boyfriend's
hair, "but I still had fun," then admitted, "For his age, Simon is pretty
talented with his mouth," leaving out the deepthroat, something that
Preston never considered attempting, to avoid any jealousy, "He may not be
leaking my cum, but he'll definitely have some bitter burps tonight," the
man joked.

"Gross," Preston said flatly in mock disgust, "and yours isn't bitter," he
complimented, "I would drink it down all day," the slutty preteen said.

"Thanks, sweetie," Kevin said, giving him a kiss.

"And..." Preston started with raised eyebrows, then put his hand beside his
mouth and said in a fake whisper, "I could still use someone fucking me
until I cum. He didn't quite get the job done."

"You poor thing," Kevin aped, "well, I may be just the man for the job,"
and the two came together, making out the rest of the short ride, Kevin
taking the boy to new heights of bliss after they returned home and headed
to their shared bed.

(cont.)

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