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Subject: Open up the hidden truth Part 1 Open up the hidden truth. By Chaim [email protected] This story is fictional based on fictional characters. This story details the adventures of a burglar and two legal teenage boys and their Daddy. I had watched the cottage carefully. I knew that the boy had just been put to bed and that it was still too early for his Daddy to return. It was a little before eleven in the evening. On the kitchen table I noticed a yellow note, saying: “Mark, you can reach me by WhatsApp as usual.” It was a little strange to find Mark was the boy’s babysitter. I knew Mark, he was a happy eighteen-year-old skater boy and you are right, I’m a burglar, but a special one. I have been in the military, the special forces, fit and well trained. I tried it in civilian society and ended up in a trailer park. I don’t do drugs, no way, but I’m tired of poverty and boring jobs, plus I adore innocent teenage boys who think they’re old enough to be left alone in their luxurious safe suburbs. Those innocent boys are the easy and delicious by-catch of my work. I prepare well, that is the wonderful part of my preparations. I meet those teen boys in the park, on the beach, in the gym. They are impressed by my athletic stature and skills they talk extensively about how they live and thus give away the information I needed. If they are also attractive, my plans are soon made. Mark was my last catch. He told me about this cottage, the rich single Daddy and his barely legal son. Probably the boy, just sixteen was still too young to be left alone and still needed a babysitter. Money quickly earned, I smiled, I not begrudged Mark his easy job but had other plans. I had made my own plan quickly, it was time for me, the Robber Baron. When I got to the back door of the cottage, I saw Mark in the kitchen, he was unaware that I had been watching him for half an hour from the garden. He wasn’t prepared when I entered and wrestled him to the floor. “What the fuck!” Mark yelled and cursed at me as I straddled him, pinning his arms behind his back. Oh boy, this was easy, Mark was only a little kid compared to me. Well, he was mostly young muscle from what I could see, but from the way he went down, he had no idea how to use them. “Now boy, no need to play tough.” I grabbed a piece of rope from my black rucksack next to me, wrapping it around his wrists. “What the fuck?” Mark thrashed around underneath me, but his arms were tied now. I grabbed his long blonde hair and pulled his head back. “Ow! Shit!” I warned him, “Listen to me little punk, you do what I say, or you will face the consequences.” Mark tried to spit at me, but I slapped him away. I grabbed another piece of rope, this time turning him around and binding his legs together. “Now, I’ll give you a some time to relax.” I got up, leaving him wriggling around on the floor. I waited until I heard the yelling and cursing stop and said, “Now time for the next step, little punk.” I grabbed some more rope and the scissors. I pushed him on a wooden kitchen chair, and knelt down in front of him, Mark’s eyes were suddenly wide with fear. I slowly undid his belt, and undid the button holding his tight blue jeans together. Mark screamed at me as I unzipped his jeans, pushing them down around his knees. He had on a pair of white boxer briefs underneath, nice! “Nice body, for a little punk.” I said with a smile, tweaking his left nipple. The sight of the trussed up boy in his white boxer briefs was driving me crazy, and I spread my legs and stoked my throbbing cock in my black jeans openly. I felt my own mouth open with desire at the sight of him. I wanted to rape Mark, to lick the boy’s teen dick and fuck his virgin boy-pussy. It didn’t take long before I was ready to blow my load. I pointed at my cock, “Ready for this?” It was my turn to sneer down at him. I slowly took my rigid cock from my jeans and Mark shook his head. I groaned, “You do not believe how horny I am for you. I can think of nothing more than to fuck your little teen ass.” and with that aimed my cock at him. I touched my cock and my load shot out, landing on his face. Some got in his blonde hair, but most of it ran down his cheek and nose. I rubbed the rest of it out onto his cheek, his eyes were filled up with tears. I leaned in close to his ear. “You fucked with the wrong guy tonight, boy. Never resist me, I always get what I want.” I chuckled, giving his nipple one last twist. I looked down and noticed a rather sizable bulge in Mark’s white boxer briefs. “Oh my, did my boy enjoy that?” I reached down, grabbing his teen dick. Sure enough, he was rock hard. I untied his arms so he could sprawl onto the ground, then reattached his bindings again. I grabbed his wallet, checked his ID and took his iPhone. Turning off the lights, leaving the sobbing, bound, aroused boy in the dark. Finding the boy Now standing in the living I had other matters to think about. I looked around for valuables, but found nothing. I went upstairs in the main bedroom. There as a some change and some expensive watches. As usually happened on my hunt, my uncut cock began to creep down my right leg, becoming visible through the thin silk boxer, I had stolen a few weeks ago in the cottage of a kinky queer boy. Fuck, I just shot my load over Mark’s face and was horny again. Checking the nightstand didn’t help my aroused condition, inside it I found, amongst other times, a black dildo, around eight inches long and a bottle of lube, and a anal stimulator. I grabbed them and holding the seven inch dildo in my hand I looked at it. I imagined the Daddy prepared his son’s little ass with the a black dildo. Man, I would enjoy watching them! ‘You got an eager ass,’ the horny Daddy smirked. ‘You’d be a good slut!’ The Daddy started pressing, with a hard push, the tip slit in the little boy. ‘You slut, that’s it, open up to your daddy. Show me how much you want it,’ and the dildo slit in completely. The Daddy reached out, took the dildo and started thrusting it in and out of his young ass. First little thrusts, but building up and eventually he took the dildo almost completely out and rammed it back in again. ‘Looks like you’re ready for the bigger work, little slut.’ That would be the moment to move in and to take control and to fuck the boy myself. This was too hot and the vivid images it evoked made my cock rock hard, it began to strain against my tight black jeans. I had to do something about it! So, why not? I could go for the real thing, I wanted that little boy. I walked down the hall, to the room where the boy had to be, his door was open. Carefully, I went in and closed the door behind me, leaving the lights off. I walked silently over to the boy’s bed, where he was sleeping, and I looked at him. He was around sixteen, but looked much younger. He had blonde hair, and had an innocence to his face that made my cock twitch. I put the toys and lube on the floor and sat softly onto the bed, resting my hand on the boy’s leg. I stroked his leg soft and gentle. The boy suddenly opened his eyes and gasped, “Who are you?!” He almost shouted. Maybe my figure was threatening in the darkness, dressed out in all black, with a black ski mask. My silhouette showed my power. “I’m Mark’s friend,” I said softly but threateningly, “Mark asked me to come up and see if you was okay.” I rubbed the boy’s leg somewhat more and I knew he liked it, “Does that feel good?” “Yeah.” the boy replied softly. It wasn’t long before I had rubbed my way to his crotch and he was hard, his penis poking straight up, tenting his white briefs. So I started massaging the outline of his little shaft and heard him moan. I reached under his waistline and cupped his penis and balls in my hand. “You like that?” “Oh yeah, but you shouldn’t do that.” Protest and resistance were useless, so I ignored him, I didn’t want to waste my time with prudery. It was all about my pleasure, prudery wasn’t useful with a little boy like him. “I know you are Joey and we can be good friends. Friends can touch each other, don’t you think so?” He wasn’t convinced, “I don’t know you, so you can’t touch me there.” Usually the boys who were protesting eventually enjoyed it. I remembered the young boys I had before, they had protested, of course it’s new to them, but they wanted it after some persuasiveness. some of them screamed and resist, but that pushed me always into more demanding action. I entered their protesting bodies and at the end my power always convinced them to accept the inevitable. Somehow, Joey’s protest sounded more as an act to vent his insecurity than real resistance. Whatever, I was horny and my need had to be satisfied. The boy was lost in this new experience, he didn’t protest as my hand fished around inside his white boy briefs. He was only barely conscious of me bringing the tip of his swollen penis out. My fingers closed around the wet little glans and I began to expertly jack him off. Suddenly the boy realized his situation and what I was doing. When I pulled back his foreskin, he opened his eyes wide, “No, no…!” he whispered urgently, “You can’t do that. This is too queer. I mean too gay, don’t do that.” I whispered softly, “Look at me.” He raised his eyes to me, and smiled puzzled. I stroked the tiny cock-head softly and asked, “Nice isn’t it?” He nodded, his mouth seemed unable to respond to all these new and exciting feelings. I released his hard penis for a second and put my arm around him, pulling him close to my body. It felt so good, just holding the boy tight to my powerful body. I knew I was about fuck him. The boy’s smooth thighs were good looking and I noticed how firm his ass looked beneath his tight white briefs, so inviting to be taken. I cautioned myself, take your time. Just for a moment I wondered what was happening to me as I imagined istanbul travesti fucking him. It was too early, I had to stop, but when my hand stroked his ass my cock chose a different direction, without delay my balls tightened, no way I could stop it. A groaned and a jet of killer overheated man cum shot onto my thin silk boxer short. I came without touching myself, wow, I needed that release! I panted but very slowly my heart beat slowed to below the red line so I could catch my breath. The boy watched me with surprised eyes, maybe he had no idea what had happened. He brought me back to reality, saying, “Mark didn’t say anything to me about having a friend over!” Joey looked at me straight in the eye, suspiciously. The boy’s cute innocent face masked a certain pride and his eyes begged me, ‘Please, don’t make me do this.’ We both knew damn well that was an illusion, but I loved to hear boys beg for the last vestiges of their self-respect and pride, I would strip away whatever pride remained and I knew immediately I would have to deal with Joey’s pride very soon. With an older boy, humiliation was my main goal, I fucked them to emphasize my power over them, the goal was to break them, to break their pride. A good spanking always helped and as I needed to, I increases the strength of my blows to get them broken. I looked at Joey, he was so young, too young for that approach and it wouldn’t be necessary either, so I said, “Well, Mark did, and here I am. I’m in charge and you obey me, whatever it takes.” It was a threat, but I continued gentle, showing my concern, “Now, aren’t you hot dressed in a T-shirt and briefs, Joey?” using his name for the first time, “Wouldn’t you like to take them off and sleep naked, like all good teen boys do?” I began to lift up his T-shirt, while I kept a watchful lustful eye on him as he lifted his arms and exposed his nearly hairless pits, and the T-shirt slid it off of him. My cock throbbed and I started to tug at the boy’s white briefs. Joey grabbed them firmly, “No, I don’t want do that,” the boy said indignantly. I tugged a little harder and managed to rip them halfway down his smooth legs. “Hey man! Stop that, you’re not supposed to do that! Stop it or I’ll tell Daddy.” I smiled down on him, “Oh, no! You won’t tell your Daddy, and Mark is asleep. I’m your babysitter now, so you better listen to me and do what I say.” I stopped and looked at him, saying, “You look cute when you are naked.” Joey flushed, awkward with the compliment and I asked softly, “Do you shave your body?” Joey looked annoyed, “No, or course not! I don’t shave my body!” He looked a bit ashamed. I was surprised, because his legs and ass looked entirely smooth, for a sixteen-year-old that stroke me as very odd. He probably was a late-bloomer. Well, I liked them smooth, so it suited my taste. As hard as I strained my eyes, there were no real signs of peach fuzz. Below the boy’s perfect little penis rested his small sized hairless balls. The smooth sac securing those rounded marvels held onto them ever so tightly close to the base of his penis. The harder I looked at his perfect smooth body, the more my mouth watered. I asked softly, “No single hair at all on your body?” Joey got angry, he felt humiliated, he yelled, “No, no! I won’t answer your stupid questions anymore! Don’t touch me again! Leave me alone!” That young pride again. It clear to me is that Joey needed to be broken, and his shortcomings he exhibited now should be corrected. I asked him menacingly, “Oh boy, so you won’t obey your babysitter, huh?” The boy, yelled again, “You’re not my babysitter!” but before the boy could finish his protest, I was already pulling him across my lap and pulling his briefs all the way down. In a flash Joey’s hands were firmly clapped over his penis. Joey had already decided to cover that and let me see his bare butt. I went for hard approach and gave his marble white butt cheeks a nice loud blow and the boy yelped. Maybe nobody had spanked his butt before, anyhow for Joey it was pure humiliating, degrading and painful but looking at his penis, it was also a major turn on for him. I spun him around and wrenched his arms away from his body so Joey’s little boy boner was exposed to me. I saw it his little pride! Mark had been right, Joey was bald and hairless all over, smooth like a baby boy. Joey was exposed and looked vulnerable, humiliated and in ecstasy, his butt and penis were there for me. Oh, yeah, this was hot! I admired his young smooth body, from his blue eye, to his pert little nose, on down past those two little boy tits, to his smooth belly button, on down past that hard hairless penis, to the slim legs that were hairless too, but maybe some fuzz might be starting to show, it was too dark to see and I didn’t care much. “Okay. little shit, did Mark touch your naked body and played with your penis and cute little butt?” “No, no…” he replied, “He would never do that.” I smiled, “Have you ever longed of his touch, boy?” Joey nodded, indicating he did. I got angry and leaned toward the boy, “You are never to shake or nod your head to answer me, little slut. You are always answer my questions properly and be careful how you answer, because I’ll know if you’re lying. If you lie to me, this night will be really unpleasant.” He looked at me for a long moment, then looked at the floor. I raised my hand as a threatening warning, “Yes, you were right.,” he said, turning crimson. “Mark touched me sometimes there.” I lowered my hand and praised him, “Good boy, now you are honest.” “Did you cum as he touched you penis?” He blushed, slowly, and very softly, he responded, “Yes.” My cock was raging, and I had already decided that today it was going to get some relief at his expense. My eyes were on his stiff penis and to make it worse for him, I mumbled, “Wow, that you can cum, that surprises me, you penis is so tiny,” and I looked at his trembling body, “don’t worry, you got a cute little boy boner.” Deadly comments for a young teenager, but he needed to know his place. It was a pity, the message didn’t get through. On the contrary, the humiliation fueled his resistance, “Let go of me! Mark, help me!” Joey yelled. I brought the palm of my hand down hard on the boy’s little ass, with a loud crack. Now the boy yelled out furiously, “Ow fuck, that hurts, dirty bastard, let go of me!” I smacked his ass hard again, and then again and told him, “I’ll teach you to obey me, I’m your babysitter and I’m in charge. You have been warned, so take it,” I growled with pent-up lust, and smacked him again, now even harder. My red handprints were clearly visible on the cute little ass, even in the dark. The boy fought and kicked and punched at the bulging thighs under him, but I was far more stronger than him. The boy’s squirming against my cock, making me ooze pre-cum, and I felt my soaked silk boxers getting more wet and sticky. The boy’s ass was bright red, so I smacked it one last time and, picking up the boy in one arm, went over to my rucksack where I kept my ropes. The boy shook and thrashed, desperately trying to get away, but I managed to keep hold of him, “Now… we’re going to make sure you can’t escape your punishment, you little fucker. You’ve been very bad tonight and you’re going to get what’s coming to you.” “No…” the boy whimpered. I tossed the boy roughly onto his bed, and took both his wrists in one hand, swinging one of the ropes around them several times, loose, but secure. “Stop it! Don’t do this to me!” the boy yelled again, to no avail. I said nothing. With Joey’s hands restrained, I tightened a knot and flipped him over, throwing him onto his stomach. The boy yelled out in frustration and kicked at me wildly. I chuckled and held tight onto the boy’s ankle. The boy’s legs were slightly stronger than his arms had been, but with some effort, I managed to get a rope a couple times around his left one, just above the knee. I bent it up to the boy’s chest, and pulling the rope tightly across the smooth lower back, bent his other flailing leg the same way and secured it on the other side. “What are you, going to do?” the boy asked desperately. “Shut the fuck up, little slut,” was my only response. I stepped back a moment to view my work. Joey’s arms were up above his head, his blonde head in the pillow. The boy’s tight little ass was pointing straight up at me, his cheeks spread wide open. I licked my lips as the boy’s little hole tightened up momentarily. I could take my time now, I had caught Mark by surprise, he was tied up and downstairs, and his Daddy was gone. I was free to use this boy my way. Slowly I took my black T-shirt off, and in one swoop. I took my black jeans and soaked boxers off over my boots. Standing there in the moonlight that streamed through the window, the results of all my work-out sessions was apparent. My pecs glistened with the sweat from wrestling with the boy, and matted the soft little black hairs that covered them. Down a bulging six pack went a trail of more soft black hair, into the trimmed bush over my cock. My cock pointed at the boy’s little ass, and I ran my hand over my tool a few times, pulling back the foreskin. I grabbed my cock by the base and held it, and a long stream of pre-cum oozed out onto the floor. Joey’s small size and smooth skin concealed the early maturity he possessed. Not physical maturity. Fuck, no, Joey was a real late bloomer, but emotional quite mature. Mark had told me, Joey knew what he wanted, what he liked, and how to get it. Mark complained Joey was as manipulative as a boy can be, and he used Mark, his babysitter, to get it his way. I smiled, the little slut, so fucking hot. I was totally in control, he didn’t stand a chance with me. I would impose my will on him, not the other way around. Joey was kadıköy travesti a total slut in the best sense of the word, I would use his smooth little body to get what I wanted, which was the opportunity to use his young little body for my insatiable pleasure. The contrast between his size and mine, oh, so appealing. So sexy, do totally perverted, but I didn’t care. As soft and smooth as the boy was, it provided me the amazing contrast I needed. Yeah! Joey was a hot piece of ass! The boy’s whimpering had my head reeling. I pumped out another drop of pre-cum, and, with one knee on the bed, my uncircumcised cock and dangling ball sack were just inches from Joey’s face and my cock was pulsing to a full erection right before his eyes. In seconds it was completely hard, six inches of handsome, rigid muscle. “You want to suck this, don’t you?” The boy was in total shock, this came as a total surprise. I held my cock in my hand and touched it to his wet boy lips. Joey turned his head away, all boys do that the first time. He struggled in his bonds but the sight and smell my hard-on was starting to have an effect on him. Joey was getting aroused! I grabbed the back of his blonde head and pulled his cute face into my crotch and rubbed my cock on his face and told him, “You know, really good boys do special things to please real men like me, kiss it, taste my drool, boy.” After a minute of trying to avoid the inevitable, he slowly opened his mouth and his tongue came out and he licked my glans. I guided his lips up and down om my cock-head and said, “Good boy!” I praised Joey fighting back my desire to force my way entirely inside. “You’ll learn to like this, Joey!” My cock slid up a little along his tongue, “We’re going to do one of those special things right now, Joey. You’re going to be a really good little boy for me.” and ordered him, “Suck at my cock.” Joey’s tongue lapped at my cock. It wasn’t long before the boy had managed to get all of my cockhead into his mouth, his lips wrapped tightly under it. “Fuck yes!” I moaned out under my breath, “Such a good boy. Suck my fucking dick, you little cocksucker!” Joey tried harder, sucking more, desperate to get me deeper inside his mouth. I looked down at him. Joey’s little mouth was stretched around my cock-head, “Now you’re a good boy, Joey, such a good fucking slut boy.” The boy sucked more and more, harder and harder, his jaw was being stretched and his tongue squashed flat against the base of his mouth. It wasn’t long before my moans started to get louder. “Oh boy, I give you a taste of my spunk, Joey. Good boys swallow spunk, good little slut boys drink down spunk from their babysitter.” he was definitely going to swallow He was tied up and given up on his resistance. “Be a good boy, Joey,” I praised him, my cock throbbed in his mouth, “show me you can do it.” I challenged him and that did the trick, he sucked my cock like an eager baby. “Fucking take my cock into your throat. Fuck! You’re such a good boy, Joey. Such a fucking good cock sucking slut boy.” I kept pushing, Joey’s hips moving forward and my hand pulling his head in towards me. Joey gagged and choked as I started to fuck his throat. I slowly pulled out, still keeping most his mouth still of my cock, give the boy a moment to breath and I pushed back in as far as I possibly could. Soon I established a steady quick rhythm. Joey’s eyes were watering, saliva was leaking down his chin but he didn’t complain. “Fuck boy, you’re good. Taking my man cock deep into your tight little throat! “I am going to have a lot of fun with you, little cocksucker.” I was in complete control of his movement and I started to pull the boy up and down my cock faster and faster. “You want my cum. Good boys love cum. You need my cum, don’t you? Fuck, you need it!” My voice got more and more aggressive until it was almost like an animal growling and roaring above him. My cock-head swelled in his mouth and started to pulse before powerful jets of man cum fired from my cock and straight into his waiting and now willing mouth, “Oh fuck!” I pulled back, his lips now tight around about half of my cock-head and my cum splashed across his tongue. Joey tasted me, had my load on his tongue. “Hold it,” I ordered, “don’t swallow yet.” Joey did his best but there was so much of it that it was leaking out, down his chin and over his cheeks. When I had finally finished shooting he was drowning in my man spunk. “Look at all that man cum. You want to swallow it, don’t you? Good boys always swallow my cum.” A little more of his load dribbled out over his lips. I smiled down at him, “That’s a good boy, Joey. Swallow now.” Joey swallowed and he just kept swallowing and swallowing, gulping my spunk down just like every good slut boy should do. Still holding his head I took my time to recover. I was in control, he submitted himself to me. “You’re a good boy, aren’t you, Joey?” my voice was low and deep. Joey tried to reply but nothing came out when he opened his mouth. I slapped his white bum, “Yeah, you are, and you want to be a really good boy for me, don’t you?” I stroked the side of his cheek with one hand and with my other hand I stroked his smooth butt. Joey’s eyes focused back on my crotch as he whispered with tears in his eyes, “Yes, I will do everything to please you.” He was broken, sure, but not broken in, not yet. Joey’s cherry was intact, and every virgin boy-pussy was the ultimate challenge for me. So I went for his ass. I rubbed the head of my cock along the boys wide open butt crack. “Oh!” the boy whimpered, confused and a little afraid. “You’re scared of me, aren’t you? That’s cute.” The boy’s little boy hole was shiny and clean, he’d obviously had taken a shower that night. I leaned my elbows down onto the bed, and, not touching the boy, licked my own clear pre-cum off the boy’s little pussy. Hungrily, I started tonguing the boy’s asshole. “What are you… oh no!” the boy cried. “Tell me you want it.” I said. “Let me out of here. I…” I cut him off. “Either you tell me you like it and you want it,” I said, “Or I’ll understand you like it rough instead.” With that I thrust my tongue deep into the boy and spread his ass lips with it, coating the boy’s insides with my spit. My drool ran down the boys still hairless crotch as I licked and slurped. My tongue probed at the boy’s tight little boy hole, and it began to loosen up. Joey shook and his ass wriggled around a bit on my relentless invasion. “Oh…” the boy said softly, still a bit confused, and his hole loosened up a little more. “That’s a good boy, fuck, you look so pretty like that. What babysitter could resist that boy pussy? Mark must be a donkey.” I leaned back, kneeling on the floor at the foot of the bed. Instinctively, I grabbed the lube and positioned it over the boy’s spread open ass crack. I let the clear fluid dribble down onto the boy’s sphincter and down to his little ball sac. “What are you…?” the boy squealed. “I told you, shut the fuck up, boy. Now I’m really going to teach you how to obey me.” I took Joey’s restrained hands and I untied his legs. Before the boy could move I turned him on his back. “What are you, going to do?” the boy asked desperately. “Shut the fuck up, little slut,” and I climbed onto his bed facing him. I moved his wrists above his head and secured them to the headboard. Next I grabbed his legs roughly and lashed some rope around his ankles and tied them to the headboard like his wrists. Joey was bent double, there was nothing he could do. Joey was drop-dead gorgeous, his perfect penis, his blond tousled hair and cute boyish body. He strained slightly at his bonds but no teen muscles or rippling abs were gonna get him out of this. Joey’s fuddled brain wasn’t in gear, he was a virgin boy, now in my hands, a former Marine was who used his looks and work to reel in fresh boy pussy on an almost weekly basis. I fuck them, breed them, wreck their boy holes. My hole-wrecking cock had broken in countless virgin boys. The faces of the little teen boys I usually fucked blurred into one, their moaning ringing in his mind as my cock throbbed away, pulsing as more cum dribbled out. Joey was special, so I would make this very special to him. I inspected his tight virgin boy-pussy. “Joey, has somebody already been in here?” I looked at him. “No, of course not,” I smiled, “Good boy, because I want to pop your cherry myself.” Joey looked puzzled and I explained softly, “I want to fuck your ass for the first time.” With one hand, I smeared the lube all over the boy’s smooth ass and balls, fondling each one thoroughly in my hand, and with the other, stuck a finger slowly up his tight boy’s ass. “Oh!” The boy grimaced. I ordered, “Relax, open your hole up wide, you little slut.” I fucked the boy with my middle finger, twisting it around and spreading his boy pussy open. “Oh! You’re hurting me!” The boy complained. My voice filled Joey with fear, “Right boy, That’s the point, your little boy pussy needs to be stretched. this is just the beginning.” All the time I continued to work my finger over, around and inside the tightly clenched hole of little Joey. The boy moaned softly at the new sensations at his ass, while my own hand worked on my hard cock. Oh god, this was the best, a willing and eager virgin boy, what a lucky day!At the same time the thin skin around Joey’s small boy hole burnt like hell as my finger buried itself deeper into his insides. I know what my boys feel, but no pain, no gain. The applied lubricant made it a little easier, but it still felt like Joey was being split in half. The burning in the boy’s ass got no less as my finger withdrew and forced its way back inside the tight hole. Joey now felt the knuckle pass his entrance and the full length of the finger was deep inside, where I began bakırköy travesti to twist his finger. Twisting and turning it, as it tried to loosen the tightness of the young teen boy. Joey tried to thrash around from the pain, he groaned but didn’t complain. “Shut up, little bitch.” I growled, slapping the boy hard again on his ass. The boy just whimpered, maybe he was learning. The boy had a relaxed and natural submissive attitude to all those new and weird sensations I gave him. I didn’t want to hurt or harm him, I had something intensely pleasurable to give him. The boy liked me and my treatment, I was sure of that. He obviously liked it and was a young and undiscovered talent! I dribbled even more lube on the boy’s ass, so that it ran down the inside of his spread smooth boy legs, and began to soak his bedspread. For what seemed like an eternity, I mercilessly finger fucked the young boy, steadily getting harder and harder. After a few minutes, I went deeper and found the boy’s prostate gland. Joey gasped when this happened, and a low desperate moan escaped his powerless lips. I hit his joy spot with a hard, relentless massage until he had the boy moaning and panting and pushing his ass back for more. “That’s it, boy, show me you need! Show me you are a horny little slut!” The boy’s little hairless penis was hard now, and every time I rubbed his prostate gland it twitched a little bit up toward his stomach. My own cock was dripping so much pre-cum that a small puddle had formed on the floor between my legs. “Yeah, you like that, don’t you, you little slut. You like me finger fucking your little boy pussy. You see what happens to little sluts like you who don’t listen to their babysitter?” The boy just went, “Mm, mm,” and whined like a puppy for more. Joey’s little boy hole had widened so much from my ministrations, that I consented to sticking two fingers in, and finally three. Each time another finger was inserted, the boy just grunted loudly and wriggled his hips around eagerly. With my other hand, I teased the tender ass lips that protruded slightly when I pulled my fingers out. This seemed to make the boy whine even more. “Okay, little cunt, I think you’re ready for something much bigger.” I showed Joey my cock hard man cock. “Well, pussy boy, you know this is all going inside you, don’t you? I’m going to fill you so full of my man cum you will want me to return. After this you will beg me to be taught how to be my bitch and pussy boy. I’m sure of that Joey.” I stopped myself from saying more, Joey was too uncertain to admit his true feelings, but I felt the change in attitude, “Good boy! You will like it. You will be fucked by me very soon!” I looked down at the dildo, and then to my own cock, which was painfully hard now, and shiny wet from all the pre-cum, the whimpering Joey had forced out of it. No contest, I decided, the dildo was too little. I looked at the boy’s twitching hole and my throbbing cock pumped another huge glob of pre-cum from the tip. I knew what I wanted, so stepped up to the bed and grabbed the boy by the hips pulling him roughly further toward the edge of the bed. I grabbed my cock by the base, aimed it at the boy’s twitching hole. This was the moment of truth and ecstasy. I warned him, “Get ready boy, I’m going to take your cherry, and I’m going to fuck you hard! I’m not going to stop till all my cock is buried in your boy pussy, you hear me, boy! Joey, your boy pussy is mine now!” With that, I lined my cock head up with his cherry. I forced the head inside, Joey screamed, “Oh fuck!” Joey was still bent double and unable to move. As he screamed, I shoved only half of my cock inside him, “Fuck yes, Joey,” I growled, “you were made for this.” and with one smooth, steady stroke, I shoved my cock all the way up his boy-pussy. Oh god it felt so good, going into that tiny little butt hole, he was warm and tight. I pushed my cock in further and started to fuck him slowly. I kissed him, licked his chin, kissed down his neck and played with his tiny boy nipples as I thrust slowly and gently into him. Joey moaned with pleasure as my cock brushed against his joy button. I fucked Joey, gradually starting to go a bit faster, the hornier I got. I continued pumping into him, fast and hard now. Joey’s eyes were practically rolling back and his penis throbbed against his belly. “Oh my god!!” the boy grunted loudly, “Oh, mm, mm,” his responses were mostly involuntary, but being filled all the way up with my cock was a feeling Joey certainly liked. I stopped for a second. I looked down at this handsome boy laying beneath me, his slender legs, and his cute smile had kind of disappeared with him biting his lower lip. My eyes went to his miniature nipples. They were standing up on his smooth chest. Joey pressed back on me as far as he could in his tied up position, and I gripped his hips to stay in control. Being an eager young boy, what he certainly was, he slid back on my cock and I shoved forward again till I hit his bottom. Oh, damn Joey was a very tight fit and I loved that. He was really biting his lip, and tears came to his eyes, but it didn’t stop me. No pain no gain. I was actually more worried about climaxing too soon, so stopped and withdrew my cock for a second. Joey panted, “Oh that felt so good, please fuck me!” I loved the nice warm, tight, feeling around my cock but I wanted this to last as long as possible. I whispered, “I will, but we do it my way. Be a good little slut and take my cock. I want to fuck that tight little boy ass hard.” Joey begged for it, “Stick it in me, I want it, fuck me, oh please fuck me!” I grabbed his waist and he relaxed as my cock slid in again, his ass tight and warm around on my cock with my balls soon resting on his butt. Joey tried to push back, moaning, “Oh… oh.. uh, oh yeah, fuck me.” this was pure ecstasy. My rhythm became really fast, I was sweating like a pig right there. This was the real thing. The boy yelled, sounding very much like a little slut, but not caring one bit. “Fuck! Ah, oh my god!” I was sliding in and out of him the whole time and Alex was screaming for more. What a feeling! This was something, this was beyond his wildest dream. “Oh fuck my ass, let me feel your cock!” I was enjoying hearing the young teen boy scream and having my cock massaged by the teenage boy’s asshole. This had been always a fantasy of me, to force a willing boy like Joey to submit to my hard man cock. Having sex with boys was always great, but taking Joey was fucking mind blowing. Joey screamed and screamed for more until the burning and the pain slowly seemed to leak away. On one of the out strokes I pulled out fully and said in a lust filled voice, “You are the best. Soon you will be addicted to me and my cock!” I shoved my cock to the hilt up Joey’s ass. “Fuck!” The boy screamed, more out of the pleasure than the pain of having his ass raking my man cock. “Oh yeah, I will fuck you!” I pounded into him like a mad man. “Yes, please fuck me. Fuck me hard and deep. I need it! Give it to me!” Joey yelled. I slapped him across his left cheek and shouted, “Scream for it!” Oh yes, Joey did, “Fuck me! Yeah just fuck me! Oh god! I’m your bitch boy! Whatever, just fuck me hard!” I twisted Joey’s boy nipples hard and went for it. “Yeah, your fucking boy pussy is milking my cock, bottom boy. Milk it for me.” I grabbed him by his hair, pulled up and Joey started screaming, “Oh yeah, fuck me, fuck me hard.” I grabbed his head, arched his back, pulled him by his blonde hair, and thrusted my cock in him until I could feel his ass crack on my balls, I was slamming him with my cock, he was moaning loud, so I grabbed him by his neck, arched his back down, and put my hand over his mouth pulling him up into my chest and I just tore that ass apart. He screamed, “Yeah, fuck me, right there, oh fuck, oh fuck, do me.” As I fucked his little boy ass, I promised him, “I am going to fuck the hell out of you, yeah boy. You like that big fucking cock, don’t you, little slut?” I whispered. “Oh, yes, Sir!” Joey was panting heavily now, and as I slowly picked up the pace, he started drooling as his face contorted in the lust of taking his first man cock, my cock! In answer to the boy’s new found obedience, I started really plowing the asshole hard, thrusting deep with every stroke, pounding so hard into the boy’s little ass that the bed banged up against the wall again and again. Joey just whimpered pitifully, “Oh please, oh, please, oh, yes, oh, yes, do it harder, please!” he really begged for it. Joey was such a slut. I liked the rapist stealing his cherry and was not used to this kind of willingness. With one final pounding thrust, I stiffened, my mouth dropped open, and I shot my hot load in torrents up the boy’s ass. I groaned loudly. The boy, not wanting his first good fucking to end so soon, played with my cock in his ass, tightening his sloppy ass lips around it, milking it for more cum. I kept shooting more and more cum into the insatiable boy until finally I sighed heavily and rested my weight down on my arms. After a minute or so, I slid my softening cock back out with a juicy pop, which made Joey sigh with disappointment. I collapsed on top of him, he was a sweaty mess. I kissed the top of his blonde head. “Good slut boy, Joey,” I praised him, as I slapped his ass, “Now we’re just going to keep you nice and warmed up while I go take care of this babysitter of yours.” As I said this, I was untied his legs and secured them wider at the head-board again. Joey with his legs helplessly spread open in the air, looked great. I grabbed the vibrator off the floor and, after fingering the boy’s hole a little to let some of my spunk dribble out, popped the vibrator in. “Now you be a good boy while I’m gone, you hear me?” “Mm,” the boy said, and with that, I turned the vibrator’s switch to the highest setting and let the boy writhe around for a while on the hot sensations inside him. “Oh!” the boy moaned in pleasure, tightening his spent little pussy around the cord sticking out his ass. Thanks for ail

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