Operation Dildo Procurement, a story by Josh Terrence

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Author's note: This short story depicts sexual acts between males of various ages. If you are offended by sex between men, teenage boys, boys or between males of any age, why are you here? If you are not a legal adult or if this content is illegal in your locale, leave now.

This story is a work of pure fiction. The taboo acts depicted in this story are not condoned by the author, this is fantasy only. All Characters in this story are portrayed by actors 18 years of age or older. This disclaimer applies to all installments of this story, past and present.

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Chapter One, The Test Ride

“Where did you get it?” I asked, watching with a naughty grin as Jamie accepted a long, thick dildo up his butt with no trouble at all. He was resting on his knees with his hands flat on the mattress in front of him, slowly pushing himself down on the massive dildo. It looked as thick as a bottle of beer and at least as long as my forearm. It was lined with veins that looked unforgiving as they protruded all along the length of the shaft.

“My dad bought it for me,” he boasted, causing me to gasp with surprise. “I have other dildos, too, but this is the biggest one so far.”

I was under a spell as I watched him take the last three inches with a look of sheer ecstasy on his face, then he picked his crotch up to show me that his hole was absolutely stuffed with the huge dong.

“Does it hurt?” was all I could think to ask, my eyes trained on the lips of his butthole, which were stretched tight around the base.

Letting loose with a soft moan, he shook his head no and let go of a deep sigh. Then, as a smile spread across his cute face, he started a slow, sensual ride as he told me, “It feels really good.”

From where I was sitting on the bed, I could hear the moist squelching of friction as he took his ride. His 11 year old boy rod was standing at a 45 degree angle and his smooth nuts were pulled tight to his body. His eyes were barely open and his expression betrayed the pleasure he was feeling.

In my pants, my own rear end was starting to shiver as I watched with desire. My mouth was practically watering as the moist sounds of anal masturbation carried into my ears and the show played itself out in front of me. My small boy cock was hard as steel in my pants, which I was still wearing as I sat on the side of Jamie's bed and watched him ride his dildo.

We locked eyes for a moment, then he smiled and I blushed. Almost as if he were doing it for my sake, he started to ride the long dildo with even more force. It looked like he had tightened the muscles in his butt, and his hips were churning as he increased the tempo of his ride. He let go of another moan, this one more pronounced, then he called out, “Give me a kiss.”

Still spellbound, I crawled up to him and engaged him in a deep French kiss while he rode up and down. When our tongues disengaged, he started to ride even faster, panting hard as the pleasure swept over him. With a breathless moan, he asked, “Do you want to try one of my other dildos?”

I nodded hypnotically as I watched him luxuriate in the pleasures of anal masturbation, then he engaged me in another kiss. His tongue invaded my mouth with force, and our makeout session lasted until he abandoned the ride he was enjoying so much.

When it was over, he laid on his back and pulled his knees to his chest, then he pushed with a loud strain and the dildo slid from his rectum and landed on the bed. It was covered in a sheen of ass juice and the powerful aroma of hot butthole rolling off of it. Jamie's butthole was gaping massively, its lips throbbing as he showed it off to me.

Unable to control my desires, I leaned down and took a deep whiff, then ran my tongue all around the inner diameter of his chute with a moan. Jamie sighed with relief as I lapped away at his well serviced hole, so I planted a series of kisses all around it before I sat up and got undressed.

When I was naked, Jamie looked down at my hairless little wiener and smiled sweetly. Without saying a word, we both pushed our crotches out to see who had the bigger boner. Unsurprisingly to me, my dick was about half an inch shorter than his. We both examined our boy packages, then Jamie leaned forward and planted a kiss on my lips.

“Turn around so I can get you ready,” he said, so I eagerly got on my hands and knees and turned to face away from him. I felt him part my buttcheeks, then he buried his face in my crack. His warm breath fluttered against my hole while he took a long, drawn out sniff and moaned. “It smells so good,” he whispered into my crevice, then he used two fingertips to rub my hole down while he continued to take deep whiffs of it.

I listened as he took a final, long sniff, then he latched onto my hole and treated me to a deep rim job. My eyes rolled back in my head right away while he ate me out, loving how the sweet sensations ran through my 11 year old body like electricity. I found myself grinding back into his face, wanting him to eat me deeper while I grabbed a handful of his bedspread and held on for dear life.

When he finally ended the rim job, he told me to stay where I was while he went into the top drawer of his nightstand and pulled out three dildos. The smallest one was about four inches long and had a skinny, missile-like shape to it. I watched with interest as he poured lube on the end and carefully spread it all over with his fingers. He rubbed some lube on the outside of my shivering hole, then he very slowly inserted the dildo.

As the hard plastic phallus was worked into my hole, I felt pleasures untold and moaned hotly. He lovingly rubbed my back while I smiled over my shoulder, wanting him to know how much I was enjoying this special moment. Encouraged by this, he carefully inched it in, little by little, until I had the whole thing in my butt.

“How does it feel?” he asked with a tender inflection in his voice, and I responded by batting my eyes. “Try to ride it just like I did.”

With that, he held onto my hips and lovingly guided them in an up and down motion while my whole body erupted with ecstasy. I knew right away that I wanted a dildo of my own, and I was determined to find a way to get one. While I was enjoying my very first dildo ride, Jamie kissed me on the cheek and told me, “You look so sexy, Steven.”

“I feel sexy, too” I blurted out, then I felt every nerve ending in my body catch fire and I was swept away by the orgasmic waves of anal ecstasy.

When my ride was over, Jamie and I cuddled on his bed and made out. He was rubbing my satisfied hole and telling me what a good job I did. Still reeling from the decadent ride I'd taken, I broached the topic of how to procure a dildo of my own.

“How can I get my mom and dad to let me have a dildo?” I asked, and he smiled.

“Just do what I did,” he said smartly. “First I came out to my dad, then I did something really naughty.”

“What did you do?” I asked, and he gave me a mischievous grin.

“I let him catch me sticking things up my butt,” he revealed, and I grinned up at him as I listened intently. “I got caught putting stuff up there in every room in the apartment.”

“No way!” I exclaimed in disbelief, but he casually nodded in the affirmative. “How did you do it?”

“First I left the bathroom door open and he caught me with my finger up my butt,” he revealed. “Then I left the door open in my room and got caught pushing a pencil up my butt. After that I got caught using a candle in my butt in the living room. Then I found one of his empty beer bottles and took the skinny part up my butt in the kitchen.”

“What did he do?” I asked, mesmerized by his story.

“He got me my own dildo because he was worried that I was going to put everything we owned up my butt.”

“And it worked?” I asked, then I followed his naughty gaze to the two dildos beside us on the mattress.

“I just tell him when I want a bigger one, and he gets it for me,” he boasted, and I knew right then and there that I needed to hurry home so I could come out to my mom and dad right away.

Jamie held my hand all the way back to my house. I leaned into his shoulder as we strolled through the neighborhood, then we shared a kiss on my front porch.

“I'm going to come out tonight,” I told him with a daring smile when our lips parted. “Then I'm going to do what you did so I can have my own dildo.”

With that, we shared another kiss on the lips, then I went inside and made a beeline for the kitchen to greet my parents. My mom was standing at the stove, watching over a pan of ground beef while my dad was sitting at the table grating cheese. I saw an unopened pack of tortillas on the counter and figured out that we were having tacos for dinner.

“Hey buddy,” dad said when I walked in, holding his free arm out for me to come to him and give him a hug. “How was your visit with your friend?”

“It was good,” I said, kissing him on the cheek and resting my head on his shoulder. “Are we having tacos tonight?”

“You've got it, kiddo,” dad said, playfully swatting my behind, then I saw his nose working by my face. “You stink, buddy. When was the last time you had a shower?”

“Last night,” I told him, a little worried that he might be smelling Jamie's butt or even my butt, which was still warm and satisfied after my ride on Jamie's dildo.

“Go wash your hands and face, okay?” he told me, and I dutifully nodded.

“Daddy, can I have a talk with you and mommy after supper?” I asked, and he gave me a searching look.

“Of course, buddy,” he said while my mom put the spatula down and walked over to the table. “Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, I just want to tell you guys something about me,” I said, earning me a concerned look from both of them. “It's nothing bad.”

“Do you want to talk now, honey?” mom asked, but I shook my head no.

“I want to wait until after dinner.”

“Okay, buddy,” dad said with a reassuring smile. “Go wash up. Dinner should be ready in about 20 minutes.”

With that, I scampered off to the bathroom to pee and wash my hands and face. When I came out I went to the family room and sat on the couch with my phone so I could browse videos on YouTube. Wanting to find the best way to say it, I searched for coming out videos and watched two really cute guys coming out to their parents.

While I was watching the second clip, my mom sat down next to me and ran her fingers through my brown hair. When I looked up at her, she smiled warmly, then we both watched the rest of the video.

“That's a really sweet video, honey,” she noted, and I nodded. “What do you think about it?”

“I'm happy for him,” I told her. “I'm kinda watching it so I know what to say when I talk to you and daddy after dinner.”

“I see,” she said, then she kissed me on top of the head. “Is that the kind of talk you want to have with us?”

I nodded, then I curled my feet up and leaned into her. She wrapped her arm around my small frame and gave me a warm squeeze, then she rubbed my back.

“Does that make you sad?” I said in a voice so small it was almost a whisper.

“No, baby, it doesn't make me sad at all,” she assured me, then she gave me a kiss and we got up to go to the dinner table.

After supper I took out the garbage while my mom and dad cleaned the kitchen. When I came back inside I wiped the table off while they loaded the dishwasher, then I sat at the table and watched them work.

When the kitchen was clean, I summoned my parents to the couch.

“Mommy, daddy, I need to tell you something,” I said, taking a seat between them on the love seat. I took a deep breath, then I blurted out, “I'm gay.”

With that, my mom and dad smothered me in kisses and hugs while I squirmed. I couldn't believe how easy it was to say it. When they were sure I was okay, they asked me a few questions.

“Do you have a boyfriend?” my mom asked.

“There's a boy I like but he isn't my boyfriend,” I told them.

“Is it the boy you visited today?” my dad asked. I nodded.

“He's really cute,” I told them, then I pulled up his picture on my phone and showed it to them. My mom gushed and my dad gave my shoulder a squeeze.

“He's very handsome, buddy,” dad said. “Does he know you have a crush?”

“Yeah, we've kissed already,” I admitted, then I blushed. Dad gave me a knowing wink while my mom gushed some more.

After our talk, I snuggled between them and we watched TV for a while. Dad said he was in the mood for ice cream so he got up and made all three of us a bowl. After dessert, we all went our separate ways. I wandered upstairs and texted Jamie that I was out of the closet and that it went well. Then we sent a few flirty texts back and forth that made me feel horny for some butt play. So I slipped my hand down the back of my pants and started fingering and playing in my hole. I could hear my dad's footsteps coming up the stairs and wondered if Jamie's strategy of getting caught would really work.

Figuring I had nothing to lose, I listened to him walk past my door to the bathroom in him and my mom's room. I opened my bedroom door and went across the hallway to my bathroom, where I purposely left the door opened. I dropped my pants and underwear, then I reached back and slipped my middle finger up my butt. I started to twist it from side to side, then I rolled my hips around and moaned a little. It felt so good that I began finger fucking myself with the full length of my finger, from the tip all the way to the last knuckle. My body was quickly catching fire and my little dick was standing up like a statue. I could feel the flames of ecstasy starting to erupt inside when suddenly I heard my mom gasp.

I opened my eyes and we made eye contact, then I froze. Our eyes drifted down to my finger, which was still lodged in my butt, then we looked back up at each other for a moment before she quickly closed the door.

Coming next: Steven's plan is in underway. But how many household items will end up in his ass before he gets his way? Find out in chapter two of Operation Dildo Procurement

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