Date: Wed, 01 Mar 2000 17:45:12 PST
From: Devin Baron <debonair63@hotmail.com>
Subject: WICKED GARDEN (t/b, b/b, inc, bond, spank)

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This is a work of FICTION for ADULTS only.  Do NOT read this if you are
under 18 or if you are not an adult according to the laws of your state
or country. Do NOT read this if you are easily offended or if you are
not interested in fantasies involving young boys. This file contains
sexually explicit material.

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(young teen/boy, boy/boy, spanking, bondage, incest)


"Can you feel like a child? Can you see what I want? I wanna run
through your wicked garden. Heard that's the place to find ya. " - STP


WICKED GARDEN     by DEBONAIR

PART 1 of 2.

"Mom! Derek is giving the finger to the other cars again!"

"I am not!" the eleven-year-old insisted.

   The mother of the two boisterous boys sighed, glimpsing in the rear
view mirror at her blond sons in the backseat. The thirteen-year-old
elder was repressing his chuckles, while Derek eyed him angrilly. She was
completely exhausted after a long day of shopping for school clothes.
The truth was, she had lost control of her offspring years ago and she
knew it.

"DEREK! Sit facing forward and don't move or I will tell your father to
give you a good spanking when we get home!" she snapped with her coarse
voice, trying to concentrate on the traffic ahead. "And GLENN, don't
rat on your brother, that's not nice!" she added.

   The younger lad punched his older brother on the arm and crossed his
arms, sulking. He didn't mind when his big bro gave him a love spank
on his bare butt. But his father used the strap. An ole other story.
The punishment left red welts on the smooth skin of his buttocks that
took weeks to heal. He remained quiet.

   The Ford Taurus turned into the parking lot of the grocery store
and puffed its last breath. "I will only be in fifteen minutes. PLEASE
behave yourselves." the woman commanded, slamming the door. It seemed
that was all she was doing with her kids now, nagging and ordering.

   The two boys peered outside the windows for five minutes and grew
bored quickly. They were a good two hundred feet from the store. Nobody
trotted by to catch their attention. They shared a talent for mockery
and it had been a while since they had made fun of fat or homely people.

   An old woman appeared out of nowhere, walking to her Toyota with bags
of food. As she noticed the two children, her gaze became fixed and she
smiled. 'My, these are two charming chaps' she thought in her head. The
hag had a knack for boys. They were indeed beautiful specimens of
boyhood. Almost identical in personality and shape. Their evil blue eyes
twinkled behind the glass and the sun highlighted their short golden
hair. The two year age difference meant that Glenn was sligthly taller
and muscular. But all in all, it was very easy to see they came from
the same womb.

   Derek raised his hand abruptly at the wrinkled woman, performing a
royal obscene gesture, bobbing his middle finger up and down. Glenn
joined his younger brother and they roared with laughter, ecstatic by
the disgusted look on the dame's weathered face. She cursed out loud,
hoping in her sedan rapidly to drive away from the scene, totally
appalled by the impetuousity of the striplings.

   Derek cried tears of joy, holding his sides. He turned his head at
the unusual sound of pants being unzipped. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"I need a blow job." the young teenager declared openly, lowering
his blue jeans.

"HERE?!"

"Duh? I'll tell you if somebody comes by. Come on, scoot over!"

   Derek surveyed the deserted vicinities and leaned toward his brother's
crotch. They had been doing it in kinky places lately; in a public
bathroom, a changing room at Walmart and now this. But he didn't mind.
It excited him as much as it did his older bro.

   The circumcised sausage seemed huge to his eyes. He longed for time
to bring him a similar equipment. A few strands of fine yellow hairs
had appeared on Glenn's pubic mound. He played with them and licked
the limp appendage. The teenage tool rose proudly, ballooning slowly.

"Uhhhhmmmmm" Glenn moaned, caressing the fuzz on the neck of his young
plaything. Derek had serviced him for what seemed a million times. The
child never resisted, for he knew it would spare him a painful trip up
his little behind. Their incestuous interludes weren't one way. He
returned the favor many times to the small rod of the second born.

   Time stood still. All that mattered was the sweet blissful rewards
of the forbidden act. Glenn scanned the parking lot heedlessly, lost
in the feel of the expert swipes of the kid's tongue around his bulbous
knob. His cock was at full mast, all six inches. The little fellator
pursed his lips and engulfed his throbbing pecker completely.

"Ohhhh mannnn!" he exhaled.

   Derek realized he had to go fast, his mom on the verge of coming back.
He bobbed his head wildly, slickening the shaft with his saliva. He
suctionned hard, like he had been taught, focusing on the pleasure spots
of the thirteen-year-old to make him cum. Only a few minutes left. He
tickled the vale under the teen's glans. That always did the trick.

   The older boy groaned and forced his brother's head on his cock.
Sperm gushed from his pisshole into the willing mouth. His legs
began shaking in the throes of a fantastic orgasm. For a brief moment,
he contemplated the little mouth of his younger kin, gulping down his
adolescent cream.

"Shit! Mom's coming!" he yelled suddenly, pulling hastily on his jeans.
His pulsing prick was shooting boyjuice all over the upholstry. "EAT
IT before it makes a stain!" he ordered the youngster, at the same
time, fighting with his boner to hide it under the confining denim.

"Let's go home kids. I'm beat!" the boys' mother complained, sitting
her wide ass in the driver's seat. "Are you catching a cold honey?" she
asked her youngest son. "You have snot under your nose."

"I think I am!" Derek coughed, wiping the slimy spunk with the back of
his hand.


                                -=-


   The lads joked about the incident at the supermarket throughout the
evening. They shared a small room on the second floor of the suburban
home. Much to small for two growing children. Derek had implored for a
quiet spot in the basement after his older brother started smoking.
The entire bedroom reeked of cigarette. His request was denied.

   The concerned folks attempted to change the teen's mind about tobacco.
In the end it was useless. The untamed boy always did what he wanted. And
his younger brother was walking right in his footsteps, defying authority
on a regular basis.

   They were both hyperactive. Not an evening passed without an
exchange of screams and threats between the storeys, their parents
exhorting them to quiet down upon hearing loud thuds and objects flying.

   The two generations didn't mingle. The grown-ups spent their evenings
in front of the tv in the living room. The two kids did the same, in
their bedroom, clad in bikini briefs.

   Derek understood his older brother was particulary horny that night.
The young teen attacked him during the commercials, humping his butt
and squeezing his pricklet through his underwear. He probably would
have to give him another blow job when mom and dad were asleep. A
buttfuck was out of the question. He howled too much from the hard
buggerings his brother inflicted.

   Glenn tiptoed to the closet in the middle of the x-files and browsed
through a box of comic books. "I got something new.." he whispered,
fishing out thin strips of leather. Derek was elated to see the smooth
black reins. The rope they had been using in their bondage game hurt his
wrists and left marks that he feared would be noticed.

   He got excited right away and begged his master to do the honors.
As the thirteen-year-old bound his ankles and his arms behind his back,
he popped a stiffy.

   Lying helpless on the mattress, he savoured the delicious tingles of
submission. A sweet sensation accentued by the possibility of his parents
finding him like that. The older lad's fingers tugged on his undies
and slipped them under his knees. He glared at the teenager, speaking
with a hushed tone. "Shit! No! Don't hurt me or I'll scream for daddy!"

   Glenn buried his face in the smooth crack of the trussed up boy.
He stuck his tongue out and teased the tender hole. The tip traced
wet circles around the ring of puckered flesh. Derek cooed, enjoying
the moist probing of his anus. The spongy mass slithered into his
rectum. He whimpered out of pleasure, shuttering his eyelids.

   Everytime he got tied, it was hot like the first time. A special day
he will remember forever.

   It happened when Glenn was the same age as him. Eleven. He was nine
then and didn't comprehend the escalating desires associated with
hormones pumping. Glenn was in full blown pre-puberty. His dick getting
hard for no reason whatsoever.

   Derek remembered it clearly. It was the summer, the day after his
ninth birthday, in the backyard. A private playground, a sanctuary with
high fences painted burgundy red, protected from the unwanted eyes of
strangers. For when you are a little boy, strangers are what you are
supposed to fear. The unmentionable things they can do to you were
secretly discussed at school. How they can dice you up and eat you
for lunch.

   Glenn was no stranger, he was his very best friend and his big
brother. Yet he feared him, sometimes. The older male was turning into
an octopus, touching him all the time on his private parts. Plunging
his hands in his underpants every chance he got, faking playful
brotherly ruffhousing.

   That afternoon, they splashed in the pool for hours, even though
their mom was not there to watch over them. It was especially naughty.
He thought the older male was the king of badness when he suggested they
took a swim without adult supervision.

   After quite some time, in their speedos, emptying the pool cup by
cup, Glenn proposed they play cowboys and indians. As usual, Derek
adopted the role of the cowboy, putting on the vinyl toy chaps, a platic
revolver in the holster of his belt and a large hat on his noggin. All
the while, his elder rubbed wide smears of red lipstick under his eyes
and wrapped colored ribbons to his arms and legs. The perfect tan his
young body possessed was all he needed to mimick the son of an infamous
chief.

   Needless to say, the game was more a ritual than anything else, with
Glenn hollering and him drawing his gun at shadows. After all, the
true goal of the game was to play capture. Seemed it was Derek's turn
and he happilly surrendered himself to be tortured. A delightful exercice
of docility.

   For the older boy, it was more than a stupid game. He pushed his
kid brother's back against the ladder of the pool and twisted his arms
behind the aluminum rungs, already getting aroused by the scene.

"You're my prisoner now!" he shouted with his unbroken voice.

   The pair of toy handcuffs he slapped on the kid's wrists ignited his
blossoming libido. It never occured to him, that indians didn't have
handcuffs, but who was checking?

   For a second, he flashed the key of the diminutive shackles in front
of his sibling's eyes to confirm the situation. He was at his mercy.
He had no way of escaping.

   Then of course, he proceeded to take away the tyke's cowboy dignity,
stealing his water gun and tossing away his hat like a frisbee. Derek
pretended to be terrified, although the whole setup was pretty
hysterical.

   Their only tolerable persecution under the circumstances was tickling
and Glenn was an expert at it. The delicate nerve endings of the boy's
skinny frame were no match for his agile digits. His fingers always
started at his ribs. He nudged the tip of them in there and Derek
screamed with delight. Afterwards, he attacked the bald armpits, making
the laddie trash against his bounds and clamor for freedom.

"Cut it out! Cut it out!" the lamb pleaded in between burst of high-
pitched laughter.

   Unlike the other times, Glenn's palms went lower, alongside the
childish form. They stopped at the waistband of the apple green speedo
and paused. He smiled wickedly, seeing the look of distress in his young
brother's eyes. He eased his two fingers under the elastic and wiggled
them, teasing the frail nine-year-old with the prospect of a full monty.

"Don't! People will see!" Derek panicked, assuming the worse from his
bro's diabolical mind. Without notice, his swimsuit was down with a swift
tug, leaving him stark naked. His hairless dickie was shriveled from the
cold water, hanging limply for the world to see.

"No.. Lemme go! Argh!" he squirmed, trying to raise his trunks without
the help of his hands. His heart raced for a while while Glenn stared
silently at his nudity, waiting for him to calm down.

   The child's soul experienced the rainbow of emotions, going from anger
to betrayal, before finally settling for serene indifference.

"If you don't shut up.. I'll get the girls next door to get a good look
at ya!" Glenn threatened. He stepped forward and cupped the marble-sized
testicles, kneading them in his hand with a sly grin. For the next
minutes, he played with the boysex, warming it with his fondling.

   Derek didn't require much stimulation at that age and soon his penis
had risen to its maximum two inches. Glenn's fingers gently fiddled with
the erection like they would pet a small gerbil. The boy's moans grew
louder and more langourous as the pleasure reached higher levels in
his tiny organ.

   Just as he thought he was going to faint from the exhilirating
physical bliss and wickedness of being bare outside, Glenn knelt in
front of him to swallow his woody. Little electric jolts erupted inside
his boydick. The sandpaper tongue swirled on the cherry glans. This time
he squirmed from the pleasure, not from the idea of getting away.

   The bigger boy resumed sucking his short prick, bobbing his head
on it more rapidly while he attempted to withhold his shrieks of
ecstasy. His knees were jerking under him and he yelped, climaxing
dryly in the mouth of his big bro for the first time.

   From then on, he was hooked. Many times after, he capitulated to
his brother's sexual advances. As long as he was bound and helpless.


                                -=-


   Glenn stared outside the kitchen window at the new friend Derek
had made a month ago. The kid was eight and seemed extremely underfed.
A virtual waif. Even from afar he could count all his ribs.

   Compared to his eleven-year-old brother, he was a mere infant and he
wondered how they had managed to find similar points of interest.

   The two boys threw their towels on the picnic table and raced for
the pool. Glenn unbuttoned his jeans to give room to his aching
hardness. They both had tight speedos on their loins. He had seen his
brother's butt several times. But the new kid's rear was making his
temperature rise.

   As they dove in the water, he sighed, unknowingly jealous of his
younger sibling for finding a best pal. He hung out with jocks, but
had never really become close to any of them. Deep inside himself, the
pool was luring him. He could almost feel the cool water on his skin.
He was too old to play with kids anymore. They were annoying runts he
was programmed by society to avoid. Their childish games were supposed
to be embarassing for someone as growned-up as him, with hair around the
root of his dick.

   The new kid looked so innocent and boyish. His healthy brown hair
probably cut with a bowl. His pearly teeth perfectly aligned. A small
upturned nose in the middle of his face, dusted with pale freckles. He
didn't wanna play with a child that immature.

   The boys' soprano shrieks echoed in the enclosed yard. Bouncing on
the secluding wooden fence. They sped on the ladder and jumped in the
air to make bombs. Taking turns, they climbed on each other's
shoulders and the boy under propelled his charge as hard as he could.
The featherweight body of Bucky went as high as six feet before
falling in the blue water.

   Glenn smiled, reliving the moments he used to spend with his
brother doing the same thing. His mind drifted, watching them wrestle
in the pool. The new lad was giggling madly, getting overpowered by his
older friend.

   Derek was used to swimming naked now. The yard was so private, he
didn't understand the necessity of such resticting garment. Inhaling
deeply, he disappeared under the surface and came back up with
Bucky's red speedo. The meak kid was in no way able to protect his
precious suit. He shucked the tiny trunks outside the overground pool
and the eight-year-old dashed to get it, running buck naked on the
grass, his uncut wiener flopping around.

   When the youngster returned to the pool. Derek proposed they both
stayed nude. The little imp agreed readilly. For the next moments, they
dared each other to walk on the ledge of the pool. Their bodies were
exposed to passers by as the top of the fence only covered them from
the knees down. They laughed wholeheartdly at their exhibisionism,
unaware that Glenn was slowly jacking his cock in the kitchen, totally
turned on by the mischievousnous of their behavior.

   Bucky had the most erotic firm ass on the planet. Glenn eyed it
with lust. The curve at the end of his kidneys was so pronounced, that
it seemed he was sticking his bum out even though he was standing
upright. The pale white buns begged to be spanked. He masturbated
fiercely, imagining his palm smacking the beautiful globes.

   The first spurt of semen surprised him. He had never came so fast.
For a moment, he watched the mess he was doing, his spasming penis
spilling his youthfull load on the tiles.

   Derek admired his new friend's wet body also. He was all bones except
for the midsection. The first time he kissed him, Bucky accepted him
right away. They weren't in love or anything. But it felt nice to
whirl their tongues in each other's mouths. The pre-pubescent boy was
an eager learner. And it didn't take long to show him everything he knew
about making a willy feel nice. He was the most receptive boy he had
ever met. The kid's eyes were so alive every time he experienced brand
new pleasures.

    All of a sudden, Derek noticed that Bucky was hiding his jewels
shyly with two hands. He turned his head and saw his big brother,
ambling towards them in the yard.

"I'm going to the park. You girls don't drown yourselves." the
teenager barked.

"Hey Glenn! Kiss my butthole!" Derek called, parting his buttocks
at his brother.

"Get down here and say that to my face. I'll break your jaw
little bastard!" Glenn retorted, halting his pace for a second.

   Seeing that the agitator was not moving, gawking at him like a deer
in front of headlights, he exited the yard

"Your brother is so mean..." Bucky peeped to his blond buddy. "Does
he hate you?"

"Nah. He's just having his periods. Don't mind him!"

"Oh."

"Hey Bucky, you wanna do it? My brother's gone..."

"Yeah! Let's go!" the skinny child brightened.

"Last one in is a rotten egg!" Derek challenged.

   They ran to the house, forgetting their swimsuits on the ground in
their haste. The more they approached Derek's bedroom, the more their
little dinks hardened in anticipation of yummy boysex, wagging in front
of their hairless silhouettes. The eleven-year-old reached the bed
first, followed in tow by his pal. They panted on the mattress, ogling
at one another.

   Sitting indian style in front of each other, the boys examined their
erect penises, jutting from their bald groins. They grabbed their
pricklet in unison, giggling at the naughty play. Derek loved the
youngster's wiener. It wasn't circumcised and he could toy with the
foreskin, covering and uncovering the pink mushroom. He took the
iniative, lowering his mouth on the eight-year-old's boner.

   Bucky spread his knees wide to give access to his buddy's sweet
lips. He jiggled his scrotum while the more mature kid swallowed his
entire boydick like a whore. The handsome blond boy was a gift from
god. His experienced mouth providing the most pleasurable tingles he
had felt in his life.

"Ughh Ughhhhh that feels so gooood!" he cried, feeling the suctionning
lips around his slim shaft.

"Suck me too!" Derek demanded, thrusting his three inches in the lad's
innocent mug. The little boy swallowed him, while he caressed his
damp hair, going in a trance. His eyes glazed over as Bucky ate
his hard-on lovingly. The kid was a real cock lover. He kissed his
young peter all over. Sometimes, nibbling on his hairless nuts.

   They traded blowjobs, sucking slowly then faster. Their juvenile
boyhoods were hard as they could be. Bucky's unaccostommed mouth made
wet slurping noises. He took all of the older kid's stiffy down his
throat, choking on it.

"Can you put it in my butt like the last time?" the youngster inquired
bluntly, glancing bashfully at the bed covers.

"Sure! Let's do that!" Derek approved.

   Ever since, he had deflowered his new friend, he now realized why
his big bro desperatly tried to get a bumfuck outta him as soon as their
parents were gone. Bucky's tight pucker was even better than his little
mouth. He longed to be in him forever.

   The bubbly tyke stretched on his flat belly, raising his round ass
in invitation. Derek straddled him and parted his white cheeks. The
pink poophole was so tiny. He spat on it and lapped up his spittle to
lube the orifice. He spat a second time and the saliva made a small
pond in the nest of his anus.

   He gently pressed his kidcock into the rectal opening, eliciting a
few yelps of pain from the nearly virgin child. His dick entered the
narrow canal with no difficulty. He crawled on top of the frail little
imp, crushing him with his eighty pounds, jamming his childish organ
to the hilt in his rectum.

   The short length of his pecker didn't offer much fucking power. So
he humped the kid's ass rhythmically, pushing into him with his feet
and making the bedsprings whine.

"Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh UUUHhh uhhh uhhhh" he groaned, with each penetration.

   Bucky trashed under the older boy, running out of air from the
heavy load on his back. Derek was pinning him hard, stabbing his
hard little cock in his insides and distending his tight anus
exquisitely. He moaned from time to time, relishing the most
electrifying blissful sensations coming from his bum. After a while,
he laid still, concentrating on the repetive fuck motions of his pal.

   Derek's face was getting flushed as he pursued his rutting with the
small boy. The constant state of intense pleasure getting to his
energy. The familiar stirrings of an orgasm grew in his balls. He
gripped the slim kid with all his might, jabbing his penis faster to
get there. "OHHH oHHHH OHHH YESS! I'm cumming!" he screamed, pounding
into the clasping asshole.

   Bucky could feel the convulsing body of his partner over him. He
trembled like a tornado, shaking his cage. The boy's dick shuddered
in his bumhole. Joining him in his cries of joy, he wiggled his little
bottom to suck all the pleasure out of the young pulsing erection.

   Derek collapsed on his flank, turning Bucky with him as they
rested silently, his deflating penis still up his chute. After
the afterglow, his insatiable prick hardened again. He stuck it deep
into his best friend's bowels and masturbated him with gentle strokes.

   The eight-year-old cooed, the thin fingers working his two-inch
cocklet to heaven. The cement boydick inside him complimented his
pleasure. He closed his eyes to savour every second of the older
lad's eagerness to please him. His smooth hands tweaked his tits and
massaged his thighs before coming back to his engorged dickie.

"Faster! Faster!" he implored, impaling himself on Derek's hard penis
and fucking the tight fist around his short stick. In due time, he
stiffened, opening his mouth wide. He wanted to scream but nothing
came out as his body froze, overtaken by a wicked little boy orgasm.

END of PART 1.


"Oh god, could it be the weather. Oh god, why am I here? Love, isn't
forever. And it's not the weather. Hand me my leather." - T.Amos


WICKED GARDEN     by DEBONAIR

PART 2 of 2.

   Bucky was enthralled by his relationship with Derek. He stopped
at the brothers' house every day, hoping to catch the eleven-year-old
alone for some sweet sex. The patio door was always unlocked and he could
sneak inside to surprise the older lads with a flamboyant boo. Lately, he
had noted that Glenn was kinder to him, speaking in gentler tones and
flirting with him. He appreciated the attention, wondering if Derek
had mentioned any of their secret games to him. The young teen's lump
seemed large and appealing, making his mouth salivate.

   On Saturday, he strolled to Derek's house, wearing the skimpiest
shorts with no briefs under, horny for some action. Climbing silently
to the boys' bedroom, he was shocked to find nobody there. Had they
abandoned him? He resigned himself to spend a solitary day, walking
back to the kitchen, utterly dejected.

   The first resounding *WHACK* he heard, made his little heart race.
The noise was coming from the basement. He opened the door and peeked
down the stairs, his eyes blinking with another loud *WHACK*.

"Spank me harder!" the voice of Derek chanted.

   Adjusting his gaze, he studied the basement. It had been converted
into a guestroom by the family. There was a large four-post antique bed
in the corner, a washroom and some beaten-up sofas. The first boy
he saw was Glenn, although it was difficult to recognize him. The
teenager was clad only with his blue bikini, sporting an obvious
erection, tenting the fabric in front. His athletic body shone in the
dim light. He was wearing an old hockey goalie mask on his face. A
white one. Just like Jason in friday the 13th.

   Stretching his neck, Bucky noticed the other lad. Derek was
kneeling on a chair totally naked, his arms tied to the vertical bars
and his ankles bound tightly. A blindfold covered his blue eyes. The
blond siblings' recreation was highly unusual in his eight-year-old
mind.

"Ask for it again." Glenn demanded, his voice sounding like Darth
Vader.

"Spank me harder! Please!" the vulnerable child supplicated, flaunting
his small butt to his abuser.

   The teenager gripped the wooden ruler in his hand and smacked the
pale buttocks of his little brother, unbeknowst to him he was making
the spectator's blood freeze.

*WHACK*

"OUCH!" Derek yelped. "Again! Again!"

*WHACK* *WHACK* *WHACK* *WHACK* *WHACK* *WHACK*

   Bucky gazed intently at the poweful blows of the strong teen.
Everywhere on his friend's tender buns, the crimson hues of battered
flesh were glowing. The astounding scene repeated itself. He could
hear the young boy wince at the initial pain of the punishing strikes.
Afterwards, Derek cooed, savouring the obscene pleasure of his reddened
cheeks smarting.

   His high-pitched yelps echoed in the cold basement along with the
sharp noise of wood against flesh. Glenn touched the kid's rear from time
to time to assess the extent of his work. "It's not all red yet!" he
cheered, continuing his sadistic deed.

*WHACK* *WHACK* *WHACK* *WHACK* *WHACK* *WHACK*

"AOW AOW OOOH AOW AOW OOOH" Derek complained, his head tilting backward
with every hard hit. "Uhhh yess it hurts so goood."

   The tall thirteen-year-old leaned slightly and aimed his ruler at
the kid's feet. With quick flicks of the wrist, he delivered twenty
stinging swats to the white soles, making his younger brother scream in
agony. The little boy wiggled his toes madly to alleviate the pain.

"Spank my butt fast again, I'm gonna cum!" Derek exclaimed.

   Happy to please his sibbling, Glenn doubled his efforts, walloping
the taut globes with all his force. He didn't hesitate one second,
grunting savagely as he turned the perky backside to the color of a fire
hydrant.

*WHACK* *WHACK* *WHACK* *WHACK* *WHACK* *WHACK*

"AOWW YESSS!! YESS! I'm cumming! I'm cumming" Derek yelled, feeling
the intense rush of pleasure mixing with the numbing pain. His body
convulsed grotesquely, restrained by the limits of his bonds.

   Bucky sat in the stairs on the verge of passing out, amazed that the
blond lad could endure such chastening and reach climax. He slipped
his tiny hand under the hem of his short, finding his dick incredibly
hard by the violent show. The two kinky brothers were breathing
heavilly, coming down from the exhausting scene.

   While they rested, Bucky lowered his shorts to his knees to fondle his
small boner. He jacked off silently, imagining what it would feel like
to have his fanny spanked. His buttocks seemed to hurt in sympathy for
his new pal.

   Glenn dug two fingers in a jar of vaseline and parted the toasty
buns of his lil bro. Derek hissed, feeling the sudden invasion of
his tight pucker. The greased fingers twisted and rolled, enlarging
his brownish anal ring.

   The teenager's cock was leaking pre-cum profusely. Bucky could see
the humid spot on his underwear. He gasped when the muscular
tormentor grabbed a cucumber. It wasn't that long, but the diameter
of it seemed quite large, even from afar.

   As he expected, the vegetable was shoved right into Derek's rectum.
The pre-pubescent boy grunted, taking the big mass betweem his red
cheeks. "ARGHH ARGGHH! What the fuck is that!" he complained.
Glenn removed the kid's blindfold and he rotated his head switfly to
see the cucumber sticking out of his bum. His face grimaced upon
realizing the fact. He would have to get accustomed to it.

"Suck me now slave!" Glenn barked, his eyes alit behind the mask.
He pulled down his briefs and his teenage meat sprung in the air.

   Derek was still focusing on his anus when the six inch tool was
thrust in his mouth. His muffled moans were lost in the groans of his big
brother. The lad gripped his blond head and fucked his oral cavity. The
large penis made his rosy cheeks bulge.

"Ohhhh yeaahhh suck it!"

   Bucky fidgeted, witnessing the long pole invading Derek's throat. The
entire cock disappeared, until the plump ballsac was crushed against the
kid's chin.

   For long minutes, Bucky contemplated the rude display. His tiny
boydick had wilted. But the more Derek's moans changed to mushy sounds
of joy. The more he played with his penis faster, starting to
appreciate the lurid sex play. Especially, when Glenn turned around and
ordered his little brother to lick his asshole, pushing his rump on his
cute face.

   There was nothing Derek could do to escape the humiliation. It was
the whole point after all. Sticking his tongue out, he kissed and
lapped up the shithole, much to the pleasure of his big bro. "Take the
cucumber outta my ass.. pleaaase.. it hurts too much." he appealed to his
master in the midst of the rimming. "You can fuck me instead!"

   Glenn obliged to the demand merrilly. He had not nailed his
brother in a while and his cock was itching for it. The organic dildo
made a pop when he dislodged it from the dilated anus. He stuffed the
green tube in Derek's trap at once. The young boy didn't need to be told.
He chewed the greater part that had been buried up his bum, greedilly
tasting his insides and quenching his thirst with the vegetable juice.

"You can untie me now." he muttered.

"I'm the one who decides that." Glenn reminded the little slave
sternly. He twisted the cap off a budweiser and inserted the
bottleneck in the kid's sore anus. The lad cooed, feeling the fizzy
cold ale fill his bowels. The beer refreshed the furnace in his guts.
At the same time triggering his natural reflexes. He needed to take a
dump fast.

"Untie me quick!" he squealed.

"Nope." Glenn said coldly, gulping down the remaining ounces of the
brew.

"I have to go!" Derek supplicated, squirming on the chair. Fighting with
the secure fastenings.

"Not yet. And don't shit on the floor!" he warned.

   Standing behind the squirming boy, Glenn could see his brownhole
quiver. The little sphincter winking as Derek strained to detain the
mixture of feces and malt inside himself.

   Bucky was biting his nails. The tortuous sounds of Derek's
churning entrails resonating in his ears. He wanted so much to go down
there and liberate his pal. On the verge of bolting up, he saw Glenn
free him. The teenager calmly put his bottle of beer on the end table
and undid the leather straps around the kid's bruised wrists.

   Derek hopped to the toilet right away, his legs still tied, brown
liquid seeping between his thighs. As he flushed his bowels noisily on
the throne, a wide grin illuminated his relieved mug. "That was cool!"
he announced. "I'm all empty now!"

"Not for long!" Glenn remarked, greasing up his long erection with
vaseline.

   The naked pre-teen hopped back in the room like a bunny. "How do
you wanna fuck me?" he inquired.

"Right here on the bed."

"Okay! Tie me down!" the little boy chirped gleefully.

   Glenn consired his usual sexual position but opted otherwise. He
pulled the bed clear off the wall and tied his brother's hands to the
headboard. There were plenty of bars to secure the kid's limbs on the
brass adornment. He hauled Derek's feet over his head and fastened the
leather strips like he had done with his wrists, cutting the
circulation. For a while, he contemplated the defenseless boy.

   His body bent in two, totally powerless to prevent any of his dark
desires. He bit tenderly into the little jewels of his brother, to test
the secure bindings. Derek wriggled, hollering out his suffering. His
arms jerking to release themselves.

"Don't bite me! Fuck me!"

   There was one last thing. Glenn placed two pillows under his feet
and tilted over the strapped boy. He knew the added height would give
him more leverage to pound into the kid. Gripping the horizontal brass
pole of the headboard, he was ready for a long seance of push-ups. Not
the kind he disliked though.

   His throbbing cock sank with ease in the distended anus. He
glimpsed at the boy's face while he penetrated him. At the ambiguous
look of pain and bliss as he fed the small asshole his burning meat.
Pausing a few seconds, he watched his scarce pubes tickling the delicate
asscrack. His swollen member totally embedded in the warm rectum of his
brother.

   Derek shook his head. He could feel the massive hardness in the
depth of his belly. The warm log withdrew and plunged back into him
roughly. Again and again, the steely probe slammed in his empty guts,
making him breath in ragged gasps. "Uhhh Fuck me hard!" he whined, his
whole body going limp, hung from his bonds.

   The teenager sensed the willingness of his sibling was sincere. His
stretched anus relaxing around his engorged shaft. He flipped the mask
off his face and began a violent coupling with the younger child. Jabbing
his six inch cock to the hilt into the narrow passage.

"Oh yeah! Ohhh ohhhhh OHHHH!" he yelled, grinding his hips and shoving
his entire erection at a hundred miles.

   The restrained kid responded with high-pitched wails. His hands
naturally inclined to grip the raging fucker, yanked back by the
leather sashes. Like a dog chained to a spike. That was what he
needed. The exhilarating thrills of submission. He was a little baby
again. Powerless, frail and meak.

"Yes yesss yesss FUCK MY ASS!" he screamed at the top of his lungs.

   Glenn steadilly rammed his prick into the lad. The sound of his
balls slapping the kid's butt contributing to his frenzied lust. The
clasping ring of flesh suctionned his pistonning hard-on. Milking him
better than the hands of a farmer.

   Bucky was sweating in the stairs. A bowling ball in the pit of his
stomach. The noises coming from the horny couple so loud in his ears.
The squish Glenn's penis made when it slid in the lubed anus. The
cries of joy, the grunts of exertion, the mattress creaking. Everything
reverbated. He feared the strong teenager was fucking his best friend
to death. And he couldn't understand why the eleven-year-old was
enjoying this. His purring voice begging for more of the brutal assaults.

   He watched secretely the tense union of the two boys. Glenn's
thrusting motions denting cute dimples in his asscheeks each time he
balanced his hips forcefully. Derek's wide opened mouth locked in a
silent scream as the large penis plowed into him. He could almost feel
the heat radiate from their glistening bodies. The smell of sex so acute
in his upturned nose.

"OHHHH I'm cumming!" Derek cried. The muscles in his legs shivered
with the jolts of his anal climax. The older boy didn't budge, fucking
as hard, hitting the twitching prostate deep inside his kid brother.

"I'm really fucking yer little ass now? UHHH Yeah take my cock! TAKE
MY COCK IN YOUR ASSHOLE!" he chanted, mouthing the bad words with gusto.

   The bed was rattling like an old pinto each time he bounced on the
kid's butt. He sodomized like a pile driver, breathing his passion
into the child's face.

   The animalistic intercourse lasted twenty minutes. Bucky witnessed
it all. Intrigued by the brother's raw energy. Glenn bucked his hips and
howled in the musty basement. He ejected from the violated hole, his
penis vomitting long ropes of semen on Derek's contorted face. The
swollen fuckpole shuddered again, this time squirting its viscous cream
on the kid's hairless chest. The liquid rolled on the smooth skin, filling
Derek's bellybutton.

   Bucky's naive brain could not compute the outburst of white goo.
He yelped and skidded out of the basement stairs, tripping loudly on
the floor. His presence was discerned by the exhausted couple. They
laughed out loud, basking in the afterglow of another great brotherly
fuck.

                                -=-


"He peed on you!" Bucky argued with Derek the next time they met.

"That's not pee dummy! That's sperm!"

   The eleven-year-old was surprised to discover that the younger boy
didn't know about that precious liquid. He wished he was capable to
produce the mysterious substance for his little friend. But it would
take at least another year before he was able. However, he knew that
on the top shelf of his dad's toolshed, he could find the perfect
material for his education.

   The porno magazine featured many messy cumshots. They crawled on
the bed next to each other and humped the mattress as they turned the
pages. "That's so gross!" Bucky commented, eyeing the picture of a
woman drowning in a river of jizz. "URGHH!" he frowned at the sight of
a slut, her mouth full of white sauce. "Your brother shoots this in yer
mouth too?" he asked.

"It doesn't taste that bad!" Derek defended himself. "Kinda salty."

"Do you think Glenn would like to spank me also? And put his penis in
my butt?" Bucky demanded with a boyish grin of innocence.

"Probably." the older lad responded.

    The eight-year-old's face lit up. He thrust his head next to his
friend's ear and whispered his naughty intentions. Derek was
bewildered by the ushed confession. Lil' Bucky had a dark fantasy!
He wanted to be tied and fucked like he had seen.

    They continued rubbing their pricklets on the mattress for a while.
Bucky stradled his best friend's ass and lifted up his t-shirt. It was
a game they often played.

   With his little index finger, he traced letters on Derek's back. The
older boy could perceive them easily by now. He called out each letter
as the kid drew them on his smooth skin.

"S"
"U"
"C"
"K"
"M"
"E"

THE END.


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