Date: Mon, 21 Jul 2008 18:51:30 -0700 (PDT)
From: Toby Tyler <tobyt_yler@yahoo.com>
Subject: Poor Little Shit Boy Chapter 11

Poor Little Shit Boy

By

Toby Tyler

(MBb, incest, oral, piss, scat, bd, submission)

The story is completely fiction. If you are not 18 or if it is illegal to
read it, then shame on you! If you enjoyed my story, you can check out some
of my other stories on Nifty: Seventh Grade Foot Slave, Fucked-Up Kid,
Brother Sucker, Scat Boy For Pay and Urinal Boy. I love to hear from my
readers. You can email me at Tobyt_yler@yahoo.com, and please remember to
mention the title of the story in the subject line.

Poor Little Shit Boy

Chapter 11

Noah was exhausted and very happy when he left the Muck house. Cody's
cousins had broken him in, indeed! Noah had finally been able to break
through his fears and squeamishness when he was tied up under the rim
chair, being made to eat Justin's entire load. And he didn't even feel sick
at all! He would never be afraid to try anything Cody asked him to do ever
again.

When Noah got home, his parents were waiting for him. He didn't like the
looks on their faces. Then his mother said five words to him that made his
stomach twist all up in knots.

"Noah, we need to talk."

He was terrified. What could they have wanted to talk to him about? It must
have been about Cody and Mr. Muck! His relationship with Cody was common
knowledge among the other students at The Light School, and it was only a
matter of time before the gossip got back to his parents.

Noah sat down on one of the pieces of plastic lawn furniture that had
replaced their living room set, which had been repossessed. He didn't like
the serious looks on his parents' faces. They totally know! he
thought. There was no way of lying his way out of this.

"So uh, I guess you know about me and Cody," Noah said, hanging his head
down in shame.

"Son, we're really happy that you found a friend as special as Cody," his
dad said solemnly. "But unfortunately, you may not be seeing much of him
anymore."

Noah's heart sank. He knew this was going to happen!

"Sending you to The Light School was the best thing we ever did," his
mother added. "It was wonderful to watch you finally come out of your shell
and make some new friends."

"This is really hard for me to say, Noah," his father paused, "but you
won't be going to the Light School next year. I'm afraid we just can't
afford it."

Noah began to realize that maybe his parents didn't know about him and
Cody, which was a huge relief. In fact, it was such a relief that it took a
few minutes for Noah to realize what they were telling him. Then his heart
sank once again.

"What do you mean we can't afford it?"

"Look around you, Noah," his mom sighed, pointing to the plastic chairs
they were sitting on. "Can't you see what's happening to us? We have to
make a choice between paying your tuition or the mortgage. Do you
understand?"

"Well, where am I going to go, then?"

"Broadhollow has an excellent public school system," Hal Underwood told his
son.

"Broadhollow?" Noah said with a look of distaste.

"C'mon, Noah, Broadhollow's not so bad. And they have a great sports
program."

"Yeah. Go Badgers." Noah cheered halfheartedly.

"Cheer up, Noah. You can still see all your Light School friends on the
weekends."

Noah stood up and started to leave the room. His mother tried to stop him.

"Noah, where do you think you're going? We're not finished!"

"I have to go talk to Cody."

When Noah told Cody what his parents had said, his friend was
dumbfounded. "Noah, why didn't you tell me about all this stuff before?"

"Tell you what?"

"You know, about the money problems and stuff."

"It's not the kind of stuff I really wanna talk about at
school. Everybody's folks got money but mine. Your dad's loaded. Diego's
parents run a catering business. Even Heathcliff's mom is loaded, and she's
just one of those phony TV psychics. And if someone asks me what my parents
do for a living, do you think I wanna tell them that my dad's unemployed
and my mom's just a dental assistant?"

"Look, Noah," Cody said, gently hugging Noah, who had started to cry, "I
don't care what your parents do for a living. I love you because I think
you're so handsome. I wanna be with you no matter what."

Noah sniffled. "Thanks Cody. I love you so much!"

"I don't care what school you end up going to. Nothing can keep us
apart. You'll never be lonely if you stick with me. The twins think you're
pretty cool, too. Even my dad thinks you're cute.

Noah kissed Cody. The two boys stayed locked in the embrace for a very,
very long time.

***

Cody stood outside the McDonalds entrance with his arms crossed. He was
shaking his head. "Nope, I'm not going in there!"

"Whassamatter, Cody? You think you're too good for McDonalds?"

"Why don't we go to La Grenouille? I hear they serve calf brains there."

"Ugh! That's gross! Besides, I don't think my lunch money will cover that."
Noah said. "You know, usually you're pretty cool, but sometimes you can act
real stuck up! Why don't you just try it? I can't believe you've never
eaten a McDonald's hamburger!"

"I don't like putting that kind of shit into my body!"

Noah laughed. "Look who's talking! Mr. Shit Eater himself!"

"That's different."

After much coaxing, Noah finally got Cody to go inside. Noah ordered a
Quarter Pounder meal and Cody got a Happy Meal. Noah teased him about
that. "Cody, you're twelve years old now! Don't you think you're a little
bit old for a Happy Meal?"

"I like the box."

Cody seemed to be enjoying his first McDonalds experience. While they were
eating, Cody elbowed Noah.

"Check out those guys over there," he said, pointing to a group of four
teenage skater boys. "Those guys must go to Broadhollow High.Gosh, they're
so sexy!"

The boys were hot, and it did almost make Noah look forward to going back
to the Broadhollow school system. "Whaddya think makes `em so sexy?" Noah
asked.

"I dunno. Maybe cuz they're public school boys. They're rough and
real. They're not a bunch of phonies like the guys at our school.

"And something else, too."

"What?" Cody asked.

"Well, you know I really get turned on by smelly sneakers, right?" Noah
explained. "Check out what those guys are wearing. Those sneaks are totally
trashed! I bet they smell awesome!"

"That reminds me, Noah, you've been neglecting my feet lately."

"I'll give `em a good licking when we get back to your house, I promise."

Cody and Noah continued to eat their fast food, occasionally sneaking
glances at the skater boys at the next table. Noah thought there was
something very odd about the oldest boy, but he couldn't quite put his
finger on it.

"Did ya check out his t-shirt?" Cody whispered to Noah.

Noah squinted. The boy was partially turned around, so he couldn't quite
read the t-shirt. The only thing he could discern on the t-shirt was the
emblem of a caduceus "Can't read it from here. All I can see is that
medical symbol with the two snakes. What's it say?"

"His t-shirt says `Sperm Donor'!"

"God, I'd love to get a donation from him!"

Soon Cody nudged Noah, and pointed towards the skaters again. "I think
something interesting is gonna happen," he whispered.

A young boy of around 7 years old had left the booth where his mother and
sister were sitting and had wandered over to the skater boys' table. He
looked like the kind of kid you would cast in a peanut butter
commercial. He was wearing a silly shirt – obviously picked out for him
by his mother – that read "Visualize Whirled Peas" and had green
pom-poms sewn onto it to look like peas.

Impishly, the kid pointed to the crotch of the oldest boy, the one with the
Sperm Donor shirt. "Hey, XYZ! XYZ!" he giggled.

"What?" The Sperm Donor boy seemed a bit stoned.

"XYZ! XYZ! Examine Your Zipper! Your fly's open!"

Instead of being embarrassed, the skater boy nonchalantly spread his legs
even wider apart so that his open fly was more visible. "Hey kid," he
drawled, "Isn't it kinda funny that you were staring at my crotch from all
the way over there? You tryin' to get a look at my dick or somethin'?"

The little kid turned red. All of the skater boys laughed. "No! I wasn't!"
the boy insisted. "It's just your fly's open, that's all."

The skater boy rubbed his crotch rudely. "Probably a little cocksucker in
training," he laughed. "Can't keep your eyes off my meat, can you?"

"You shut up!" the little boy whined. He wasn't quite sure what the skater
boy was saying, but he knew that he was being made fun of.

"I wonder if you can suck as good as your mother and your sister can!" the
skater boy added. His friends laughed even louder. "I'll bet he can, they
probably trained him well!" another one of the skaters added.

The little boy turned and ran back to his mother and sister. The Sperm
Donor boy laughed and shouted, "And yer momma dresses you funny, too!"

 Cody turned to Noah. "Boy, that was fun to watch, wasn't it?" he asked.

"Yeah, that was kinda funny. But there's something really creepy about that
guy."

"Probably his contacts."

"His contacts?"

"Didn't you notice?" Cody asked. "That guy's wearing cat's eye contact
lenses."

"Cat's eyes?"

"You know, those special contacts you can get for Halloween. That's
probably why he looks so freaky."

Cody was right. Noah noticed that the skater boy did indeed have cat's
eyes, and that made him seem even more sinister. "God, that's creepy!" Noah
exclaimed.

Noah and Cody continued to observe the activity in the McDonalds. When the
little boy went into the men's restroom, Cody got up.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"I wanna give that little kid a chance to examine my zipper, too!" Cody
grinned devilishly.

"Cody! You're horrible!"

Cody made his way to the restroom. Noah decided to follow Cody. He was
irritated that Cody wanted to mess with the boy, but he was damned if he
was going to sit there and do nothing while his boyfriend exposed himself
to little kids in the men's room. So Noah got up and followed Cody.

The little boy was already at a urinal. Cody stood at the next urinal and
pulled out his dick, which was already hard. He made it very clear that he
wanted the boy to look at it. The boy stared at Cody's dick in fright.

"Go ahead, touch it," Cody coaxed the boy. "You know you want to."

Gingerly, the little boy reached out and put his tiny hand around Cody's
cock. Cody looked at Noah and said, "I think he wants to see yours, too."

Noah had gotten a bit hard from the teasing the kid had gotten from the
skater boys. "I can't believe I'm doing this, Cody," he said. Noah stood at
the urinal on the other side of the kid. He pulled out his dick. The kid
timidly took Noah's dick in his other hand.

The little boy now had two hard cocks in his hands and he looked like he
had no idea what to do with them. Cody put his hand over the boy's hand and
showed him how he wanted to be masturbated. "Mmm, that feels good!" he
purred. "Hey Noah, isn't it nice how warm and sweaty his little hands are?"

The little boy's hands were warm and sweaty, and a little sticky. Noah
noticed that the little boy was also hard, so he began stroking the kid's
tiny hard-on. The kid looked up at him with big puppy dog eyes and started
to breathe heavily, his mouth slightly open.

Just then the door of the men's room swung open and in walked the Sperm
Donor boy. He took one look at the three kids jerking each other off at the
urinal and shook his head. He was obviously very stoned. He put his hands
to his head and exclaimed, "What the fuck is up with this place?"

Just then the little kid noticed the Sperm Donor boy's sinister cat's
eyes. He let go of the two boys' cocks and started to scream in fright. The
kid fled from the restroom in terror, his fly still undone.

The Sperm Donor boy sauntered over to the center urinal, looked at Noah and
Cody's cocks and sniggered. "You guys aint seen nothin' yet!" Then he
fished an enormous cock out of his jeans. It must have been 5 inches soft,
and it was uncut. He started pissing in the urinal, making sure that both
boys were watching.

When he finished pissing, he didn't put his cock away. The two boys stood
there looking at it for a minute before Noah finally got the courage to
touch it. Then Cody added his hand and the two boys started to slowly jack
off the older boy simultaneously.

The Sperm Donor boy roughly grabbed Noah by the wrist. Noah let go of the
boy's cock. Cody had to let go of it as well, as his hand had been on top
of Noah's. The boy pulled Noah and dragged him into the toilet stall.

Cody eagerly followed them but was stunned when the boy shut the door in
his face and turned the latch. "Hey!" he Cody. "Let me in!" He began
pounding on the door.

The boy held Noah by the shoulders and pushed him down onto the toilet
seat. Noah's face was now at the boy's crotch level, the massive erection
an inch from his face. Noah didn't need to be told what to do.

Noah had mixed feelings about what was happening. On the one hand, he was
proud that the Sperm Donor boy had chosen him and not Cody. On the other
hand, he felt bad that Cody had been left out. Still, Noah was not going to
pass up the chance to put a gift cock in his mouth.

Noah sat on the toilet and opened his mouth. The older boy wasted no time
in shoving his hard cock between Noah's waiting lips.

The first thing Noah noticed about the boy's cock was its strong
flavor. The boy must have been a heavy smoker, because the smell and taste
of tobacco and smoke was mixed in with the sweat on his cock.

Noah was a little repulsed at first, having never blown a guy who smelled
and tasted like cigarette smoke. Then he realized he had to embrace the
taste. This was something he had learned to do first when he was licking
Cody's dad's shitty ass, and then when he was tied up and forced to eat
Justin's shit. He had discovered that in order to handle the more
disgusting aspects of sex, he had to cease to resist and take a completely
submissive attitude.

This guy was nice enough to give me his cock to suck, Noah thought to
himself, so I have to make sure I do everything I can to please him. I will
make myself enjoy the taste of his cock, because I know I will get my
reward when he gives me his sperm donation.

So Noah eagerly licked the boy's balls, which were very sweaty and tasted
even more like the cigarettes. Then he let the boy shove the cock back into
his mouth. Noah decided not to use his hands because he wanted to feel the
boy face-fuck him. Cody's dad had started to do that to him the second time
Noah had blown him, and the feeling of being used roughly for a man's
pleasure secretly thrilled him.

All the while, Cody was still pounding on the door. "S'not fair!" he
cried. "Lemme in! I wanna sperm donation, too!"

Just then Noah heard the restroom door open. Since he was in the stall with
the Sperm Donor boy, Noah couldn't see who had entered. It turned out to be
one of the boy's skater friends.

"Hey Brice, what the fuck you doin' in there?"

"Leave me alone! I'll be out in a minute!"

"You sure are taking a long-ass dump! Hurry up! We gotta get back to
class!" Then Noah heard the door close.

Cody began pounding on the stall door again. "That's right, Noah! We have
to get back to school, too!"

The Sperm Donor boy looked down at Noah, who still had the boy's cock in
his mouth. "You want me to bust a nut in your mouth?"

"Mmmph!" Noah nodded, not wanting to take the cock out of his mouth.

"Well, you better suck it like you want it!"

With that incentive, Noah began bobbing up and down furiously on the boy's
cock. The boy grabbed Noah's ears and held him there. Noah felt the boy's
cock throb and pulse as his mouth began to fill up with sticky, salty goo.

Noah let the boy's cock slip out of his mouth, and then he licked up the
pearly drops that glistened from the boy's cock head. He was proud that he
had gotten the boy to cum so quickly. Noah certainly did get his sperm
donation for the day, that was for sure!

The boy zipped up and quickly left the stall, leaving Noah sitting on the
toilet with sticky cum drying on his lips.

Cody was mad, but not very mad. "I thought we were a team!" he
glowered. "You know, do everything together!"

"I dunno," Noah shrugged. "Maybe you weren't his type. Maybe he didn't want
a three-way. Should I have refused?"

"Well, to be honest, if it was me I would have done the same thing. I don't
blame you."

"Cody, I kind of feel bad for that little kid. I think we probably screwed
him up for life!"

Cody grinned. "Gee, I hope so!"

"I was right! You ARE evil, Cody!"

"Thanks."

***

It worried Noah to see Cody so sick. He really wanted to help him, but he
was not sure what he could do. Cody continued to vomit into the toilet. "I
feel like I'm gonna die!" he moaned.

"I think it's all that shit you've been eating," Noah fretted. "It can't be
good for you. That's probably why you got so sick. C'mon, try to stand up
and let me help you get to bed!"

Cody lifted his head out of the toilet bowl. His face was pale and
sweaty. "No, it's not the shit. I never get sick eating shit. It was that
crap we ate at McDonalds that did me in!"  Mr. Muck looked in to the
bathroom, with a look of concern on his face. "Cody, the delivery from the
pharmacy just came. I have your antibiotics right here. If I give them to
you with some milk, do you think you can hold them down? I want to see you
get better as fast as you can."

"I'll try, Dad."

"Mr. Muck, I'm gonna get him into bed. If you want, I can give him the milk
and the antibiotics for you."

"Thank you, Noah. I really appreciate the way you look after my son."

"No problem."

"Noah?"

"Yes, Mr. Muck?"

"I'll see you under the rim chair in about ten minutes, ok?"

Noah grinned. "I'll be there!"

To Be Continued