Operation Dildo Procurement Chapter 3

Operation Dildo Procurement, a story by Josh Terrence

bb/oral/anal/mast/

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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From Chapter Two:

Figuring I had a few minutes to spare, I slid the candle up my butt and treated myself to a pleasure filled butt fuck. I was moaning softly as my head started to spin again, noting that my hard little wiener felt like it was on fire. Placing my free hand against my dresser for leverage, I pushed my hips out and rolled them around while my ass started to make wet farting sounds.

“It feels so good,” I whined as I increased the pressure of my anal thrusting, then I peered over my shoulder and spotted my mom, standing in the doorway with a stunned expression.

With that, I expelled the candle and pulled my pants up. Realizing I was caught again, I closed my bedroom door and resumed my pleasure filled anal masturbation while my mom frantically texted my dad at work.

Chapter Three, The Online Shopper

“Whatcha lookin at, buddy?” dad asked, taking a seat next to me on the couch. I looked up at him with guilty eyes, then I showed him the screen on my phone and he blinked. Right there on my phone was a full assortment of butt toys that I was browsing, including dildos, butt plugs and vibrators. I curled my legs up and leaned into him, then I scrolled down with my thumb so he could see some of the other toys I was admiring.

“Steven we've talked about this already,” he said in a sympathetic tone. “You're too little for a toy like that.”

“No I'm not,” I told him. “Besides, if you and mommy let me have one you won't have to worry about, well, you know...”

“Mommy and daddy shouldn't have to worry about that anyway, babe,” he reminded me, but I just shrugged and kept browsing. Even though I wasn't registered on the site, it was letting me add stuff to the shopping cart. So I added all the toys I wanted most, then I opened up the shopping cart and showed my dad what I put there.

One dildo in particular was enough to make him do a second take. It was 10 inches long and 6 inches around. It had a flared head and looked just like a real dick. When I saw his stunned expression, I clicked on the link so he could read the description.

“Buddy, that thing isn't going up your butt,” he said, shaking his head with a sarcastic smile.

“No, but I want to have it so I can suck it,” I blurted out, then I blushed and darted my glance away from him. I felt him rub my shoulder, but he didn't say anything else while I continued to open up the various items in my shopping cart.

It had been a busy couple of days for me and my parents. They'd caught me sticking things in my ass over and over again, but it didn't detour me.

After my dad confiscated my candle, I snuck back downstairs and retrieved it from the garbage can in the kitchen. My parents were getting ready for bed in their room so I beat a hasty path downstairs and reclaimed my pleasure stick, then I took it back to my room and made sweet love to it with my butt. I had such an amazing ride on it that I fell into a deep slumber as soon as it was expelled from my hole. When I woke up the next day, my bedroom door was wide open and my wax lover was missing.

That night I snuck back to the kitchen to get another candle down from over the stove when I spotted the slotted serving spoon laying on the counter. It had a bulbous rubber handle that looked like it would feel nice, so I ditched my plans and retreated back to my room with the serving spoon in tow. Just like I thought, the handle felt heavenly as I slid it up my butt and rolled my hips around with a moan. I treated myself to a quick ass fuck with it, then hid it under my pillow when my mom called me down to the table for supper.

“Steven, you wouldn't happen to know where my big serving spoon went, would you?” my mom asked when I sat down. Her and my dad were giving me expectant looks, and I quickly looked away without answering. I'm not a good fibber at all.

“Well?” my dad said, and I just shrugged. “Is it in your room?”

When it became obvious that I was the culprit, my mom took a deep breath and said, “Honey, that's not a special toy. I want you to eat your dinner, then go get mommy's spoon and bring it back to the kitchen. Have you used it?”

This time my face went beet red as I blushed, then I nodded my answer.

“Leave it in the sink, honey,” she told me. “Mommy's going to have to disinfect it.”

Instead of bringing it back to the kitchen like I was told, I hurried back to my room after dinner and treated myself to another ecstasy inducing ride on it, then tucked it under my mattress. When my parents reminded me to bring it back, I acted like I didn't hear them and they dropped the subject.

That night, I got on my knees and straddled the massive spoon, then I rode it to the isle of anal ecstasy before I went to sleep. The next day I fucked myself with it before leaving for school. I knew my mom and dad were aware of what I was doing. But I didn't care because it was such a fulfilling ride.

As usual, I left early so I could stop at Jamie's house for some fun. I gave him the scoop on my new lover while we held hands and kissed on his bed, then I took my pants off and got laid with one of his dildos. Jamie looked completely satisfied when I showed up and told me he already had a vibrating plug in. I could hear a vibrator humming in his ass, and the look on his face registered sheer pleasure while we made out and talked about my butt toy situation.

“Pick up your legs,” he told me, his voice soft and his smile serene. I followed his instructions and grinned from the mattress when he slid a realistic looking dildo up my ass and pleasured my hole with it. While I was enjoying my anal stimulation, Jamie kept reaching into his crevice with his free hand and rubbing himself down with a satisfied sigh. He looked like he was floating on a cloud as he plunged the boner shaped dildo in and out of my hole, then he took it out and tongued my chute while I moaned wildly.

When it was time to leave, Jamie removed the vibrating plug and replaced it with the same massive butt plug he'd been wearing for the last few days. His hole looked like it was wide opened and dripping, and the vibrating plug was covered in clear goo. I figured he must have taken a ride on his massive dildo before I showed up. When he had the bigger plug in, he gave me a naughty smile and sucked the vibrating plug clean while I gasped and grinned.

While I was waiting for him to grab a pop tart and say goodbye to his dad, I added a few more toys to my shopping cart. Mr. Krause helped him into his backpack, then Jamie gave him a long hug. When they broke their embrace, they shared a sweet kiss on the lips.

“I love you,” Jamie declared, nuzzling his cheek into his dad's face.

“I love you too, peanut,” the man said with a warm smile, then he caressed Jamie's bubble butt. “Are you all set back there?”

Jamie looked like he had stars in his eyes as he nodded his answer, then he puckered up and kissed his dad one more time. Their kiss lasted a little longer this time, then they rubbed the ends of their noses together. With that, Jamie took my hand and we were out the door.

When I got home from school, the spoon was gone and I was climbing the walls in want of a deep anal massage. So I went back downstairs to reclaim my lover but found myself face to face with my mom as soon as I had it in my hand.

“Honey, I want you to put that back please,” she said, and I gulped.

My brain was telling me to do what I was told and put the spoon back in the drawer that I'd taken it from. My senses were telling me that the wise decision would be to listen to my mom. But the yearning I had in my butt for a deep servicing was stronger than my desire to be a good kid and listen to my mom. So with a defiant expression and a need to have my rear end pleasured, I took the spoon to my room and made sweet, sweet love to it with my butt.

When I was finished, I started my homework while my little body glowed with contentment. When I wrapped up my homework, I treated myself to another ride on my new lover, anxious to find ecstasy one more time before my dad got home from work. When my ride was finished, I lustily sucked my lover clean before hiding it under my pillow in an ill fated attempt to claim him as my own. Fifteen minutes later, my dad came upstairs and confiscated my sweet stud while I laid in my bed and basked in the afterglow of the intercourse we'd shared.

“Steven, did you create an account?” my dad asked me, sitting on the side of my bed and confronting me with the evidence that I'd created an account at the online adult toy store I'd been browsing. When I got to the field where I needed to enter an email address, I used our family email address. Obviously, they saw the confirmation email and the subsequent emails that the site had sent over since I registered just an hour before.

I nodded my confession, then I told him, “I only did it so that when you and mommy change your minds, I can show you what's in my shopping cart.”

With that, he let out a deep sigh and said, “Scoot over, babe.”

I did as I was told and he laid down beside me so I could snuggle up to him. He kissed me on the cheek and petted my head while I opened the app on my phone and showed him my cart with a hopeful smile.

“You downloaded the app?” he asked incredulously. I nodded again, then I handed him my phone.

“You just need to put the credit card number in on the next page, daddy,” I told him, my voice a mixture of hopefulness and pleading.

“You're not going to stop until we change our minds, are you buddy?” he said. I shook my head no, then I nuzzled my head into his chest.

“If you and mommy won't get me a toy, can I have my spoon back?” I asked in a small voice.

“That's not a good idea, babe,” he said, breaking it to me in a soft tone. “You can hurt yourself putting things like that in your rear end. Your fingers are okay, but you're not old enough to put anything else up there.”

“I'm old enough,” I tried to argue with a defensive tone, but he didn't engage me. Instead, he handed my phone back and kissed me goodnight, then he got up and walked out of my room. When he shut the door, I grinned and reached under my pillow so I could retrieve my glorious stud, mom's serving spoon, and use it to satisfy my ass before I fell asleep.

Coming next: Steven's got a few more tricks up his sleeve, and a few more toys up his ass. But will his parents finally give in and get him the dildo he wants? Find out in chapter four of Operation Dildo Procurement