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Prologue: Several men in one neighborhood have been secretly eyeing a cute
young six year old boy Wyatt. Each man in their way vies for the attention of
young Wyatt who without a seeming care in the world treats them like a backyard
smÃ¶rgÃ¥sbord getting what he wants in a way heâs discovered that works for
himself.
Wyatt was one of those wide round dark eyed six year old boys with dark hair
and a slight body that drew attention from a lot of want-a-beâs pedos around
the neighborhood he lived. He of course did know that most all these nice men
he knew in his romps around where he lived were keeping a close eye on him for
other reasons than just being nice. Summer was in full swing and Wyatt in his
seeming to these men ignorance, made his rounds and seeing one of friendly men
setting on his back porch waved running up to say hi. The man âhis friendâ
was called Ben and was always friendly toward Wyatt.
âHi Benâ Wyatt came up to the setting man hugging him as was Wyatt nature.
âHi Wyattâ He said hugging Wyatt affectionately back, his one hand patting
and feeling Wyatt on his butt through his shorts.
Wyatt gave it no though as most of the nice men he knew, even his dad patted
him on his buttocks like that. Benâs hand always lingered there a bit, but
Wyatt didnât care in fact he love the attention. What Wyatt didnât know was
that Benâs wife was out of town for a week along with some of the other mens
wifes around the neighborhood.
Ben relaxed on his back porch beer in hand his eyes catching sight of the now
familiar young boy Wyatt coming across the rear area in back of his house.
âFuckâ Ben thought taking another draw off his beer his eyes looking at
Wyattâs perfect young mouth âLove to see that boy deep sucking my cockâ
He couldnât believe he thought something like that, well at first. It
wasnât the first time he eyed the young boy. His wife working extra hours a
while back he had through the bedroom window at the rear of the house saw Wyatt
playing for the longest time about where he was right now. Heâd spent a
better part of thirty minutes masturbating to the sight. Ben had felt a little
guilty for a few days but had come to the gripping fact that fucking a young
boy, especially one as cute as Wyatt would be a dream come true. His wife had
taken off yesterday on a week long ladies thing leaving him here to fend for
himself, and fending didnât look like a bad thing right now.
As Ben smiled at Wyatt whom had seen him setting there the young boy waved
enthusiastically as was his nature and came running over. Wyatt hugged him, his
way of saying âhiâ with Benâs cock reacting to the closeness of the
beautiful boyâs young body. Benâs arm hugging back slipped down, of course
after a quick glancing scan around to see if any one else was about and let his
hand feel over the young boyâs buttocks through his shorts. When Wyatt
didnât pull away he lifted the young dark haired boy placing him on his lap.
Benâs cock lifting in response to cute boyâs bottom pressing in just the
right spot.
âYou drinking beerâ Wyatt asked his hand coming up and touching the cold
condensation on the bottle.
âYou betâ Ben said being drawn into the young boyâs exuberant attitude
about everything.
âIs it any goodâ Wyattâs big dark eyes looking at the bottle with deep
curiosity âCan I try someâ
Ben already had downed a couple bottles working on his third but wasnât to
far gone as to not to look around again to see if any one was about. Luckily
his yard was well trimmed out with bushes, he like his privacy as most in this
neighborhood did. Wyatt picked up on him looking about.
âWhat are you looking forâ Wyatt ask, now looking about himself.
âCute little boyâs arenât suppose to drink beerâ Ben said as if it was
a secret of some sort.
âPlease.. I wonât tellâ Wyattâs young hands going to the cold bottle
now in Benâs hand.
âCross your heart and hope to dieâ Ben said.
âCross my heart and hope to dieâ Wyatt replied making the cross sign on his
slight chest.
Wyatt smaller hands went around the cold bottle with Ben letting him have it.
Bringing it up to his mouth Wyatt took a big swallow the look on his face a
reflection of not quite sure want to think but turning it up again and taking
another.
âWhoa.. boy slow downâ Ben warned but checked himself an evil though that
maybeâ¦ just maybe âOkay you can have that oneâ
Ben had a small cooler on the ground beside him and reached down fishing
through the ice with his hand grabbing another. His eyes scanning around seeing
no one around anywhere. The bottle hissed loudly as he twisted the top off it,
the squirming young boy in his lap tipping the balance in Benâs mind into
cautious controlled action. He took another long draw and Wyatt tipped his up a
second later as if trying to keep up with Ben. There was still half a bottle
left in Wyattâs bottle.
Wyatt was looking around the yard like he belonged here all along. Ben bet he
was a handful at home, the cute young boy seeming to expect to get what ever he
wants and wondered if he got his way at home. Ben let his free hand slip into
Wyattâs lap idly slipping under the elastic band of his shorts.
âBet I can finish mine before you can finish yoursâ Ben challenged Wyatt.
Wyatt smiled to himself feeling the adult man called âBenâ hand feeling
into the waist band of his shorts. His dad used to do the same thing trying to
sneak his hand under his clothes but now did other things with him, a lot of it
he liked. He had never had this man to do this and his young mind felt very
curious if it would be much to different than his father. Wyattâs father
never gave him beer though, but heâd snuck some anyway liking the feeling it
gave him. He also could feel through his shorts Benâs adult cock getting hard
against his purposely squirming buttocks and smiled even bigger at the thought
of it being him that was doing this to the man Ben.
Wyatt liked the man Ben, he seemed to be a nice man never had being mean to him
in anyway. And he gave Wyatt a beer to drink, his father never did that.
Benâs hand slipped even farther going under his underwear with Wyatt tipping
up his own cold beer letting him do it, in fact Wyatt made it easier for him by
leaning back purposely looking absorbed in the bottle of beer but really enjoy
the power he felt over the nice man. He took another drink feeling Benâs
adult hand tentatively touch his penis then went farther to his tightly drawn
up boy sack. Wyatt big dark eyes looking up at Ben plainly seeing the sexual
excitement the adult was getting from touching him under his shorts. Wyatt got
an devious idea.
âI gotta peeâ Wyatt said still looking up at Ben âCan I use your
bathroomâ
Wyatt could see Benâs eyes brighten at the prospect of letting him go into
Benâs house. Wyatt still gripping the bottle with one hand let the other one
go onto the front of Benâs pants feeling the bulge there. He watched Ben jump
from the touch and Wyatt acted like he didnât noticed, but he surely did. He
really wanted to see the nice mans adult cock and wondered if the man would
want to fuck him like Wyattâs father did sometimes. Wyatt liked the warm
needed feeling it gave him and if he could get more beer he would be more than
willing to let the man Ben do that with him.
That âthird beer buzzâ was kicking in pretty good loosen Benâs
inhibitions, his hand down in the the young boy Wyattâs shorts found his
young groin feeling over his hairless boy penis and testicles. Heâd never
done anything like this before and the newness of something this taboo swept
him up. Ben eyes went scanning around uneasily and still he was unable to
withdraw his hand from young Wyattâs short, as long as the boy was not in any
distress and seemed unconcerned he let his own mind escape deep into just
imagining the possibilities of sex with a young beautiful boy like this one.
His mind now working a mile a minute, every bit chipping away at his moral
convictions till he needed to see how far this seemingly innocent cute boy
would really go.
Ben rose letting Wyatt slip onto his feet what was left of his beer still
gripped in one of his small hands. The other came up touching the obvious bulge
of his adult cock showing on the front of Benâs pants. Ben placed a large
hand on Wyattâs small shoulder guiding the younger boy toward the empty house
knowing and thankful his wife was away for the week. Ben looked around again,
just to be sure, the heavy brush giving him a sense of security he needed to
continue. Sliding open the back screen door open letting Wyatt go through. Ben
stopped sliding the first the screen door closed then the glass door, locking
it and sliding the curtains into place.
Wyatt knew the moment Ben got up that they were going to go into his house. His
own young body was feeling the effects of the beer he had already drunk and he
lifted the bottle again taking another big gulp as his big dark eyes studied
the man and seen the bulge in his pants that heâd felt pressing against his
bottom. The man Ben would want to see him naked soon and his own smaller penis
rose at the prospect of being able to play with the nice older mans bigger one.
Wyatt liked feeling of the Benâs strong guiding hand on his shoulder, he
could sense the heightened sexual uneasiness of the older man. Wyattâs own
growing beer buzzed brain was at the just right place that made him want to
encourage the older man into some sort of action. Wyatt was familiar with what
his father like to do but kinda like the sense of the unknown with this nice
man, wondering what he like doing to young boys like Wyatt. When Wyatt saw the
man Ben turn and slide the curtain closed he placed his beer down into a small
table against the wall and pulled his t-shirt off and was just stepping out of
his short and underwear when Ben turn back to facing him. Wyatt naked now
picked up the bottle of beer again tipping it up and taking another drink
finishing what little was left of it.
âCan I have moreâ Wyatt asked looking up now totally naked into the shocked
face of the older man âBenâ liking the way the man looked really surprised.
âAhâ¦ ahâ¦ sure.. ahâ¦ okayâ Ben stuttered as his own mind skipped and
stuttered with the shock needing to just stand there a few more seconds looking
at the most perfect young naked boy heâd ever seen. Even better than he
imagined while masturbating through the windows before.
âPlease-e-e..â Wyatt open his big dark eyes wider in a way that seemed to
get him what he wanted from most older men.
âA-ah..â Ben still taken aback fought to get himself focused âIâll
split a cold one with you, okayâ
Wyatt followed Ben through the house to the refrigerator standing there naked
in full view of Ben letting the man look him over, enjoy the focused attention.
He let Ben take one out and twist the top off and take a couple big drinks from
it till it was a little under half full before handing it to Wyatt.
âYou going to get naked tooâ Wyatt asked as he grasp the cold bottle with
two small hands and took a big drink âI know you want tooâ
Ben at first was awestruck and then dumbfounded but quickly recovered his
senses. Well not all of them cause he was now only focused on the one fact that
he needed to fuck this young boy bad. All his common sense of a life long moral
convections slipped from his thoughts and only a animal like sexual need for
using this young boy for release seemed to be guiding him, what alcohol he had
being enough to push him over that guarded cautious edge. Ben knew he was going
to fuck this cute boy and as quickly and as soon as possible.
Wyatt turned the bottle up again seeing the nice man Ben slipping into the same
state-of-mind heâd seen his father and other men do when he was going to be
forced into doing thing his father thought he didnât like, but Wyatt secretly
did like it, not all but a lot of it. Adult men sometimes liked to use Wyatt to
make their bigger cocks squirt sperm in ways only they seemed to understand.
His own father like to make Wyatt think it was something dirty and wrong, but
Wyatt liked most of it anyway and he himself secretly let his young adolescent
mind slip into a surreal state, fantasizing about being used deviantly only for
the adult manâs pleasure, even as he was being being used deviantly.
âCome with meâ Ben told him.
Wyatt followed Ben through his house and into the manâs bedroom letting him
close the bedroom door and lock it. Young six year old Wyatt lifted the bottle
to his mouth his big wide dark eyeâs watching as Ben started quickly removing
is own clothes. Wyattâs young mind attentive, his own small penis half hard
as his young mind remained unsure of what Ben was wanting from him. Wyatt was
sure Ben wanted some kind of sexual contact but wasnât sure if heâd want to
do something different he didnât know about or something heâd already done
before. Ben was an unknown yet scary element and that kinda excited young Wyatt
a lot. Ben had given Wyatt some beer and might give him more if Wyatt was nice
in a way the man liked.
âI really didnât need to peeâ Wyatt told Ben grinning mischievously still
holding the beer bottle with both hands close to his face âBut I do now, you
want to watchâ
All Ben was wanting was to get into some kind action, his sexual juices had
been stirred with some sort of release needed. Heâd never had sex with a
young boy but his mind could see quite a few intriguing things he like to try.
He watch Wyatt take another swallow of the beer with Benâs cock lurching
fully stiff, a blowjob from Wyatt would be real nice and the boy seemed all too
willing. Both of them went into the bathroom Wyatt leading the way still
bringing the bottle to his mouth for sips from it. Ben following eying the
naked backside of the young lad thinking about all the possibilities, his cock
sticking out so stiff that when they both lined up at the toilet Ben had to
lean forward and then tilt his adult cock down to piss. Young Wyattâs eyes
locking on it in seeming total admiration.
âYou have a big one …Benâ Wyatt said with big dark eyes gleaming then
tipping up the bottle and finished up the little beer he had left in it. Wyatt
able to just stand there and pee into the toilet still holding the bottle with
both hands his eyes intently watching Benâs effort to get his pee into the
toilet.
Both peed their last Ben squirting his last through his stiff cock then
straitening back up, his cock arching up out in front of him. Wyatt handed his
empty bottle to Ben who placed it on the back of the toilet, his small hands
came up one grasping Ben cock shaft the other feeling through his ball sack.
âI bet you can squirt a lot of sperm from these.. Want to put your cock in my
mouthâ Wyatt hinted to Ben his his young big dark eyes never leaving Benâs
throbbing cock his mouth opening wide for Ben to see that he could.
All Ben could see was the boyâs hot moist open mouth, his hight standing
there would have him lined up just about right and Ben stepped forward unable
stop the impulse.
Wyatt had never seen a man with testicles so big, his fatherâs were not as
full nor his cock as long. Heâd sucked on his fatherâs more than once the
first time his father shot his sperm into his mouth was a shock but heâd
gotten to expect it to happen and kinda enjoyed seeing his fatherâs ecstatic
face while he was shooting his load of cum deep into his throat and wonder if
the man âBenâ liked doing it too. Wyatt gripped Benâs stiffly arched cock
with both hands lowering it down lining it up with his wide open mouth. Ben
wasted no time slipping his cock toward Wyattâs young gaped open mouth and
Wyatt eagerly met the thick organ. His mouth sucking over what went into his
mouth hearing the older man moan out with pleasure. Pleasure he himself was
doing to the man and he opened even wider moving his small head farther onto
the thick blunt tipped adult organ till suppressing the urge to gag it pressed
to the back of his throat. Knowing Ben like his father probably liked getting
it deeper still Wyatt braced himself and lunged his head forward toward the
loin of the older man. The tip of the manâs cock slipped a little into his
throat but as most always he involuntarily pulled off his face locked up in a
frozen gag for a bit just inches from the now spittle covered head of the adult
male organ. Recovering a bit Wyatt struggled to swallow a couple timed then
look up at Ben.
âI can do itâ¦â Wyatt struggled to force his throat muscles to swallow
again and repeated âI can do itâ
Wyatt gagging some still staggered a little as he brought a hand up over the
top of the thick shaft pulling it back down from arching back up stiffly into
the air. Wyatt kinda like trying to do it himself before letting his father
take control and wanted to show Ben he could do it. He felt ready for another
try and ignoring the heavily oozing pre-cum coming from Benâs pee slit opened
his mouth wide, slipping his mouth over the spittle wet head. Benâs pre-cum
tasted different than his fathers and Wyatt wondered if when his cock spurted
if that would be different too, his other small hand coming up feeling the
manâs heavy testicular sack. Wyatt was feeling the affects of the beer heâd
drank liking the way it made him feel, and he felt he could really do this
himself this time. With his young throat having been already opened a little he
close his mind off to the shock he knew went with the thickness opening his
throat deeply, he went for it.
Ben was awestruck at the shear perseverance of Wyatt. He himself was still
reeling from the aftereffects of his cock head slipping into the cute boyâs
hot moist mouth then the feel of his tight throat had his cock lurching stiffly
into the air just after the boy pulled his small head free. The sight of
Wyattâs face locked up for a long moment in a silent gag had a stream of pre-
cum streaming out of his cock mixing with the coating of the boyâs spittle on
his cock. Benâs balls lifted up at the ready, his mind struggling to keep his
release at bay as his cock went stiffer still in front of Wyattâs young
beautiful boy face. And when the boy recovered staggering about a bit, none of
it helping Benâs control at all, the boy Wyatt just blurted out that âhe
could do itâ. Hell his own wife couldnât even just âdo itâ at least not
all the way into her throat. Ben was in one hell of a state, his cock as stiff
as an eager teenager and just as ready to blow. He hadnât been in this state
in years.
Benâs felt his stiff cock being lowered by one of Wyattâs small hands the
young boyâs hot breaths making his adult cock try to lurch free of the
boyâs grip. Then the feel of his warm moist mouth as his cock head
disappeared into Wyattâs open mouth his small tongue feeling along the
underside of his organ as the boy apparently serious about doing it âagainâ
drove his small head forward onto his cock. Ben felt his cock head pop into
Wyattâs tight throat going even deeper this time. Ben had a desire to grab
the boyâs young head and pull him farther still but checked himself although
both his hands did come down to mere inches behind the young boyâs head at
the ready but letting the boy stay in control. Ben though was in a terrible
state, ready to blow, his balls really wanting to, and with him needing to
instinctively be making the moves of sex. But just as his resisting balls oozed
the first of the cum Ben was trying to keep at bay Wyatt pulled his head off
his cock coughing and gagging again, his young face contorted wonderfully,
white cum oozed up and out of Jakeâs pee slit running down along the
underside of his upturned adult cock his adult mind struggling to keeping his
balls from fully lurching into cumming outright.
âOkayâ¦â Wyatt got out finely his young voice sounding wetly hoarse
âYour turn, Iâ¦ I canât do itâ
âYou sureâ Ben breathed out lustfully in disbelief âI can.. Okay..â
Benâs trembling hands were already slipping around Wyattâs small head as he
coughed up a spray of slimy spittle over the head of Jakeâs slimy spittle
coated cock head.
A thrill went threw Wyatt felting Benâs strong hands go gripping around each
side of his young head taking control. He really loved this part for some odd
reason he didnât fully understand himself. He knew from his experience with
his own father what was about to happen but like the feeling of helplessness it
gave him. And when it would be finely over kinda gratifying too. He also was
curious about the nice manâs big testicles, if it really held more sperm or
not and if it tasted the same as his own fatherâs or close to it. With his
big young dark eyes teared over from gagging on the thick organ just a few
seconds ago he let Benâs strong trembling hands bring his open mouth to the
tip of the manâs thick cock head. Wyatt took the chance to take several deep
breaths not sure how long Ben would want to do his moves. Wyattâs own father
sometimes did it till Wyatt head pounded with the lack of air and he couldnât
stand upright before pulling out.
The cock Wyatt was staring down seemed much longer than what he was use to,
even Benâs man oder was kinda different lending to an uneasy feeling that
Wyatt found he really liked, liked a lot. The blunt tip entered his mouth,
squeezing into his throat with Wyatt fighting to suppress the urge to gag but
in the end failing and giving in to the urge letting Ben, the best the man was
able, to finish in the way the man wanted to, but as Wyattâs head was forced
in close to the unfamiliar looking hairy loin, had his small hands coming up
defensibly, locking onto Benâs strong forearms knowing that after the first
deep probe into his young throat the man was to far into the act to think
anything about Wyatt as a real person anymore and Wyatt liked that thought too
even though it didnât stop him from still tugging wildly to get free. Both of
the strong hands of the adult were tightly gripped around his young head the
adult cock already farther into his throat than his father could have ever done
and still his wide dark eyes could see there was more as his small nose
wasnât but just touching the thick wiry tuft of adult pubic hair. An intense
gag had Wyatt staggering, pivoting about around the in the stationary, immobile
strong hands of Ben.
Benâs hand gripped the young boys cute head seeing his moist mouth open as
his cock approached, his young lungs working taking air in. Ben let Wyatt
prepare himself enjoying the young boyâs hot moist breath going over the head
of his cock. Benâs mind though was working overtime imagining what it would
look like with the Wyattâs head mashed up against him, combining with the
thought of just how far down the boyâs throat his long cock would have to be.
He was becoming lost in a real life fantasy only a few men would ever have for
real and pulled the young beautiful open mouth of the boy over his cock.
Benâs cock squeezed into Wyattâs tight throat with only a slight contorting
of his young face. Encouraged Ben stepped closer pushing his cock deep, over
half way and pulled Wyattâs head farther still onto his stiff cock with his
small young hands coming up grasping onto his forearms. His little fingers
digging in painfully adding to the effect.
Ben became lost in the moment, the alcohol heâd had tipping the balance of
being or even able to turn back from finishing what he had imagined in his
minds-eye. With arms muscles tensing, going ridged, ready to anticipate any
move Wyatt might make that might impede what he needed to witness his loin
pressed to finished what he started. In the back of Benâs mind he knew he
need to finish this quickly as the boy wouldnât be able to breath at all, his
eyes flashing to a clock on the wall noting the second hand. âThis might have
to be a two parterâ went through his mind and lunged the remainder home,
staring down as the arms of Wyatt started swinging wildly against him, pushing
hitting and trying to twist his small head free. Ben looked up at the clock, he
mentally was giving the boy ninety seconds and had a full twenty seconds left
of âmeâ time left he wasnât going to give up readily.
When Ben lunged his adult loin fully against Wyattâs face the end of the much
longer than his fatherâs cock sent his young body lurching out of his
control. Gags hitting like harsh reverse hiccups as his young body would gag
then try to suck air, seemingly all at the same time. This was something really
new to him and he couldnât quite get a handle on it needing to pull away for
a moment to gather himself but couldnât even budge his head even one little
bit. This was worse than the first time his father had done it to him. With his
arms still swinging and feet kicking at Benâs shins Wyattâs head swam
dizzily. The thick cock finely pulled free leaving him still with his young
head gripped in Benâs strong hands choking up thick slimy spittle even puking
up a little of the beer heâd drunk. Still gasping and coughing but ready to
continue Wyatt looked up at Ben with his dark eyes.
âAg-gain-n..â he said his voice even to Wyatt hard to understand then
repeated more clearly âAg-gainâ
Wyatt open his mouth looking back over the long adult cock onto the mat of wiry
pubic hair. Wyatt recognized and knew that next time the cock entered his
throat Ben would want to fuck him there in order to get his adult cock to
squirt. The adult hands gripped tighter lining his young open mouth up with the
thick long male cock.
âReadyâ Wyatt heard questioningly, soundly more like a warning.
Wyattâs own small penis lifted going stiff for the moment, that he could
plainly feel his young body wanting this to happen. Sometime even after his
father throat fucked him his much smaller penis would be real stiff afterwards.
Wyatt shook his head âyesâ in the tight grip of Benâs hands barely able
to move his head at all. He stared looking at Benâs huge adult testicles
under the long cock knowing real soon heâd be drowning in the baby making
thick liquid. Wyattâs little cock stiffened even more. The adult thickly
spittle coated cock entered his mouth going quickly into his throat and
snapping into an immediate sexual movement as it worked to fully get as quickly
as the man could get it all the way into his throat again much to the distress
to his young throat and suddenly lurching stomach, his abdominal muscles
clenching up tight with harsh protest to the working adult cock.
Wyatt let his world fall apart and kinda relished the welling fear that went
with being used this way by the adult Ben. The hairy adult loin mash into his
wide eyed tear wet gag contorted young face. His young bare feet stomped down
loudly as his young body tugged vainly to involuntary pull away. Although still
gagging hard he still was able to sense the man adjusting himself in front of
Wyatt forming the pose of all adult males ready for sexual action. All of this
happening in a fluid move that ended with the cock starting an eager motion
time to get squirt as fast as the man could get it to, there was going to be
nothing Wyatt could do but endure it. Then as it was getting all way too much
to handle the hair mashed into his face, the adult cock swelling in his now
more than just slightly sore throat with Wyatt stuck, froze in place, his body
going through involuntarily half gags and swallows all happening at the same
time.
Wyattâs young mind was fully tuned to Benâs loin muscles making the
movements of release heâd sensed before from his own father. His small hands
came clumsily up feeling for those huge adult male testicles heâd seen. Both
Wyatt hands did found them, feeling them lifting tensing tightly as a huge gush
of sperm flooded deep into his young throat, a lot of it. Another gush, more
than his tight throat could handle this time and his young penis that had gone
soft snapped up stiff again just as another gush flooded back passed the thick
shaft some going out his mouth and nose the taste flooding through his young
mind as strangely different but not too different than his own fatherâs
sperm. Wyattâs world on the next gush fell apart as he was suddenly
aspirating on the thick liquid the feeling of drowning to real to ignore. The
cock pulled out but the damage was done leaving him choking up the thick huge
amount of sperm, spitting it out, swallowing it and hacking up to clear what
had made it into his lungs too.
Ben hadnât unloaded so intensely in years his cock pumping till his balls
hurt but lurched up in an attempt to try again anyway. He could see his cum
like snot come from Wyattâs nose deep into the hair of his loin. He pick up
on the gurgle sound coming from the boyâs lungs and realized he was in
trouble. Ben tugged his cock out. Wyatt remained hunched up mouth open in a
silent gag. Benâs cum was all around the boyâs young mouth even inside it,
some even coming out of his nose. Even though freaked out the sight having his
cock lurch, his balls squeezing out one last high speed wad of sperm into
Wyattâs young face, straight into one of his dark open eyes. Ben was almost
ready to react to Wyattâs apparent inability to breathe when the young boy
gasped in choking out a goodly bit of Benâs seed. He slapped Wyattâs back
trying to help out, really not knowing what else to do.
Wyatt stood there his world a flood of adult sperm, his lungs had sucked in
some of it and he stood there unable to at first to breath out or in, mouth
still open wide in shock, his small penis though still fully stiff and
Wyattâs young mind reeling in a gratifying way that heâd done something
forbiddingly nasty. He knew the man was happy cause heâd squirted a lot of
stuff from his thick adult cock. His lungs kicked into gear, finely, with him
choking up harshly for a bit. The nice man Benâs hand tapping on his back to
help out. Wyatt still light headed but kinda recovered hugged Ben, his side of
his head going against him his abdomen.
âCan I come over again sometimesâ Wyatt strained out like a whisper âAnd
get some more beerâ
Ben had to think, cause his wife.
âYou have a week Wyattâ Ben tried to word it in a way Wyatt could
understand âMy wife is sometime around sheâll be back after thatâ
Wyatt knew he was going to get his way now as Ben seemed scared of âhis
wifeâ and he just knew that was something he could use the man too nice to
tell him otherwise like his father might.
âOkayâ he beamed âCan I get another drink of beerâ
âOnly a drinkâ Ben said thinking himself in control âOnly if you promise
to say nothing about what just happenedâ
âOkayâ Wyatt beamed out again.
âLets get dressed boyâ Ben said âAnd get that beerâ
Wyatt got his beer and before leaving Ben tucked the beer under his clothes so
Ben wouldnât see it. He wave goodbye the affects of the alcohol heâd had
needing tweaked and looking around knowing adults didnât seem to like kids
drinking beer checked to be sure and pulled the beer out taking a big drink out
of it. Wyatt needed something more and knew just where to go now. He kept to
the rear of the row of houses, where he was heading was just around the next
big bush. He slowed down and peered around into the yard. âGoodâ he thought
to himself. The man Jake was there. Wyatt stayed hidden from his view watching
and sure enough he saw Jake looking around seeing no one Jake pulled his hand
up and lit a marijuana cigarette inhaling deeply, holding it in for a bit.
Wyattâs wanted a marijuana buzz too. Heâd gotten stoned with Jake more than
once but Jake wanted something in return. Jake liked boys too. If Wyatt was
going to get stoned heâd have to do what Jake liked a lot at this time.
Wyattâs own father liked doing the same thing to him but Jake liked to be
much rougher than his own father, the beer heâd just drank gave Wyatt the
courage to step out into Jakeâs view. Heâd really like just that kind of
buzz right now too to add to the beer.
Jake saw motion and hid his joint, seeing Wyatt he brought it back up showing
it to the cute boy, waving to him to come closer. Wyatt had been over more than
once looking to get high and Jake had taken advantage of the boyâs wanting to
get high. He saw the beer in young Wyattâs hand and could tell the boy was a
little drunk. Jakeâs cock lifted in anticipation, heâd been thinking about
the boy these last few days and been checking out back for just this kind of
thing setting out for hours at a time, watching, waiting.
âHi Wyattâ he said loud enough for him to here âBeen waitingâ
Wyatt stood there staring seeing the end of the joint smoking, the hint of the
smoke touched his nose the odor tantalizingly good, he stepped closer.
Wyattâs young mind wanting a hit from it and willing to pacify what he knew
Jake would want. Wyattâs father would make him strip and lay over the side of
his own bed placing his petroleum jelly lube adult cock into Wyattâs rectum
doing what he called âsodomyâ to him. Jake, Wyatt knew liked it a lot too
and would want him to do it in exchange for smoking some of his marijuana.
Wyatt waved at him keeping quite for now but lifting up his beer to his mouth
taking another drink.
âWhere you get the beer Wyattâ Jake ask still showing him the joint Wyatt
knowing to lure him closer.
Wyatt did walk closer lifting up his hand to take the joint, unwilling to say
where the beer came from. That was his own secret. Jake pulled it away as Wyatt
knew he would.
âLets go inside where its comfortableâ Jake grinned at him.
âCan I take some with me tooâ Wyatt ask looking up with his big dark eyes.
âLets play âlet make a dealâ okayâ Jake winked his forefinger finger
coming up motioning for Wyatt to follow him inside.
Wyatt turned the beer up again swallowing a little more and followed Jake into
the house.
Jakeâs wife had divorced him a year ago and he lived here alone now. Heâd
been coming out back out of habit to smoke some weed because back then his wife
didnât like it smoked inside. That was when he discovered cute Wyattâs
curiosity with smoking marijuana. Back then the first time, his wife was out
for a couple days and getting the even then younger boy real stoned he pulled
the curtains closed and undressed him, unable to resist the temptation of
trying something new. It was easier than he thought it would be and in short
order he had lube in hand and his cock up Wyattâs fucking tight ass. He
sodomized the stoned young boy that day but good, twice if he remembered right.
After his wife left the boy showed up out back at odd times to smoke more and
Jake had taken to keeping some handy for when he might show up.
Today Wyatt had been on his mind all day and he was hoping the boy would be
wanting to get high, the main reason he was camped out back all day. But
Wyattâs asking for some to take with him gave Jake an idea to take his recent
night-time fantasy to something more that just that. Wyatt followed him in and
Jake turn and locked the sliding door.
âSo you want something to take with you, Wyattâ he asked bluntly.
Wyatt shook his head âyesâ bring the beer up for another sip.
âIâll do it if youâll let me tie you up this timeâ Jake asked with all
seriousness.
Wyatt was getting pretty drunk and staggered a bit with Jake reaching down
placing a hand on his shoulder to keep him from falling. Wyatt didnât say
anything but he handed Jake the still half full beer that was starting to get
warm and pulled his t-shirt up over his head and off.
âDo we have a dealâ Jake ask again going farther with his fantasy âI want
to gag you tooâ¦ okayâ
Wyatt shook his head âyesâ as he pulled his shorts and underwear off then
kicking his shoes off and standing naked before the man Jake.
âFuck.. your a beautiful boyâ Jake mumbled out âIâm going to sodomize
you but good this timeâ
Wyatt let him take him by the arm bringing him through the house into the
manâs bedroom. The room spun a bit Wyatt knew from the beer heâd drank and
watched as Jake left coming back quickly with some rope and the joint heâd
been smoking. Wyatt watch Jake relight it taking a hit himself before handing
it to Wyatt, his smaller hand taking it and taking a good hit off it too. His
throat burned as the smoke went into his young lungs and Wyatt held it in a bit
knowing just how to do it by now. Jake had an extra small empty clear bag with
him and he place some of his marijuana in it.
âThis is for you when were finishedâ Jake said placing it to the side.
Wyatt could see the rising sexual excitement sweeping over Jake, more so than
normal and figured that like his father that when he âplayedâ tie-up-games
heâd be lied to when he said heâd take it easy but if he could get a some
of the marijuana to take with him heâd let Jake do what he wanted. And itâd
be nothing his father hadnât done already.
Jake was buzzing real good and his cock needed the freedom it sought. He, like
Wyatt, pulled his t-shirt off and slipped, pants underwear and all off onto the
floor of his bedroom. Picking up his pocket knife and rope he went to the bed
where Wyatt was setting still watching and taking small hits off the joint his
young dark eyes already showing the effects of the really good weed.
âYour looking good and stonedâ Jake said standing before Wyatt his cock
arching high before him.
Wyatt just shook his young cute head âyesâ handing Jake the little bit that
was left of the joint. He took it from Wyatt having to set the rope down on the
bed and sucked the last bit of it almost burning his fingers and place it into
a tray on top of the night stand beside his bed. Jakes buzzed mind was slipping
into the planned fulfillment of his fantasy. Heâd seen a few pictures of a
young naked young boy with his forearms tied along the outside of his lower
legs. And the knew from past experience it was much to difficult control a
young kid that was in the throws of being sodomized too enthusiastically,
always lurching away at the just the moment things were getting really really
good. Even willing Wyatt had ruined a couple good endings by being able to
lurch off his working cock.
Wyatt wasnât dumb, his father had smacked him more than once for lurching off
his cock that was humping way to hard or fast up his ass. Not that he could
help it either cause sometime it would hurt out of nowhere and his body would
just react. When his father wanted to be real ruff he like to use that wide
gray tape not rope. And when he wanted something even more his dad would cut a
small piece of bar soap and form it into a small ball about the size of a
marble and push it up into Wyattâs rectum first. Wyatt looked over to the
small amount of marijuana he would be getting and wondered if he could get
more.
âJake.. Jake..â Wyatt said his young dark blood shot eyes looking up âI
know how you can give me more of your marijuanaâ
âNow how can I do that.. Wyattâ
Wyatt grabbed the opened up pocket knife and slipped off the bed. He first went
to his bottle of beer and took another sip, setting it back down he went into
the bathroom and got the bar soap from the side of the bathtub, he cut a small
chunk from it and walking back to Jake in the bedroom handing him the knife.
Wyatt formed the chunk of soap into a small ball maybe a little bigger than
that his father used sometimes but small enough. Done, he handed the small soap
ball to Jake.
âYou give me a little more of your marijuana and you can put this in my butt
tooâ Wyatt said and climbed back up onto the bed.
If Jake agreed Wyatt knew heâd be in for a hell of a time but heâd get that
little extra marijuana for sure. He would ask Jake to roll it up like
cigarettes for him too, he do that for him, for sure.
Jake hadnât thought of that but had heard stories of soap used as a stool
softener even as a laxative and his mind-eye slipped into seeing himself
hanging on to the hips of young Wyatt as he struggled to strained up, but bound
into a doggy position by the rope. He was more than game for that, he had that
type of rock hard cock that was more than up to challenge.
âWe have a dealâ Jake breathed lustfully out moving quickly before Wyatt
could change his mind.
Jake had managed to ass fuck his ex-wife on more than one occasion and liked
the feeling of total dominance it gave him. Sheâd never really liked it but
sometimes relented it he kept trying and she was drunk enough. But young Wyatt
was in another class altogether. Jake had never fuck a kid before him and at
one time the thought of sex with a boy wouldnât have even crossed his mind.
But after that first time almost a year ago now when he took that frightening
step into doing the cute young boy, it now was all he could think about
sometimes. He had to be leery, keeping his thoughts in check because his cock
would snap to full stiffness like an over eager teenager if he allowed his mind
to go wandering when he was around other people.
Jakeâs heart raced and his hands trembled as he went about lifting Wyatt back
up onto the bed, roughly measuring out each length of rope and taking Wyattâs
right lower leg and right forearm. Placing the young boyâs arm along the
outside of his leg and tying it by rapping several loop around both forearm and
lower leg till tight enough to hold. He did the same to the left side, stepping
back and admiring his work.
Wyatt let Jake tie one side and start on the other but some doubt did creep
into his thoughts thinking that maybe heâd gotten over eager on wanting more
of the marijuana. As Jake finished he tested the rope, his legs an arms tugging
at odds with each other. Wyatt kind of felt like an upside down crab out of
water, unable to control one cause the other was doing something else. Looking
up he saw Jake standing back rubbing his long adult cock as he watch Wyattâs
lack of coordination, his young open legs held high by his arms in an
exaggerated missionary position that left everything open to Jake view.
âDamn Wyatt, as good as that looks Iâm more in the mood to come at you from
behindâ Jake was grinning like the devil incarnate.
A wave of apprehension swept over Wyatt at being tied up this way. A feeling of
helplessness and a growing barely controlled panic that lent something
frighteningly erotic to what Jake was doing. Wyatt saw Jake go to his sock
drawer and pull out two socks.
âLets get you gaged.. Okayâ Jake said coming over.
Wyatt though he better say something if he was going to change his mind on
getting the extra marijuana. He wasnât sure if he was up to being fucked that
way and tied too. The bed sunk down beside him with Jake starting to bring the
one of the sock that heâd balled up into a tight roll toward his mouth.
âJakeâ Wyatt said âIâm-m-mm…â
To late as Jake stuffed the balled up sock into his mouth and was rapping the
other quickly around Wyattâs young head, tying it off tightly in back of his
head.
âWeâll talk more afterâ¦. Okay Wyattâ His voice shaking as much as his
hands sounding excited, lustful.
Wyattâs own father would tied him down when he wanted a hard fucking quickie.
He didnât like it that way but heâd get a worse whipping if he resisted.
And looking at Jake he could see that same gleam in his eyes that he was
wanting something that Wyatt wouldnât let him do otherwise, and was probably
right. His father had to tie him down for that kind of sex, as it sometimes
hurt too much not to stay in place and take it.
Jake reached over to the nightstand getting the small jar of petroleum jelly
there and popped it open. He knelt before the bed, young Wyatt was a mere foot
in front of him. His open legs inviting as his tight pink anus was in full
display under his tight young nut sack. Wyattâs penis was half hard. Jake had
learned to read the boyâs emotional state by how stiff his young cock was. He
wasnât in the mood to be pleasing the boy this time around and liked the face
Wyatt was in an interim state of sexual indecision. It gave Jake a sense of
dominance when ever Wyatt wasnât really enjoying it. He knew it was the weed
that kept the young boy coming back and had been pushing his luck with the boy
the last few times.
Jake couldnât resist any more and leaned in between Wyattâs legs engulfing
the entirety of the boyâs perfect organs into his mouth, running his tongue
over everything, tasting and feeling till his own throbbing cock begged to take
things farther still. He raised up eying the tight pink ring of muscle that
will be soon hugging over his thick cock even squeezing involuntarily at the
hairy base of his organ.
When Jake pulled his mouth away from Wyattâs loin the cooler air drew his
young nut sack up even tighter still. The hot wet mouth of Jake had launched
his smaller cock to it full stiffness for now. Except for his father Wyatt had
been getting his way with the men around the neighborhood for these last few
months and he want to this time too.
âN-mm g-mmâ Wyatt said though the sock gag his tongue working to push it
out.
Jake ran a hand through his short dark short hair on his head his other hand
rubbing over his rigid adult cock. His friendly face taking on that look of
focused intent. Wyatt could feel his own small stiffie going soft as Jake
reached down his strong hands turning Wyatt over with his knees on the edge of
the bed his head forced down into the mattress from the way he was tied. Wyatt
felt oddly vulnerable kind of liking the sense of not having any control of
what was happening. Jake positioned Wyattâs leg opened a hand going under
feeling over his tight sack and dangling half hard young penis. The open jar of
lube was just a mere foot in front of Wyatt face that was turned to one side
and he saw a finger of Jakeâs hand dip in scooping out some.
Jake looked down over Wyattâs young back that was held in a sharp arch going
down to his head, a position the young boy would be held in through out this
adventure. He stepped up closer and reach over to the thick lube he liked and
scooped some out. Jakeâs eyed Wyatt anus and was always amazed at how the
tiny ring of muscle could stretch enough to slip around his cock, but it did.
He wiped some of the lube over the tight ring and watch Wyatt jump as he pushed
a finger in his young body coming up with arm pulling against the rope holding
them against the side of his lower legs. Jakeâs cock swelled even more
stiffly wanting to get into the action ASAP. Pulling his finger free he dipped
it into the small jar for more and went spreading it thickly over his adult
cock his eyes locked onto Wyattâs perfect backside.
Finished Jake reached over and grabbed a hand towel he had folded on the
nightstand and wiped his hand. The nugget of soap was still on the bed and he
picked it up. Bring up his fingers of the other hand to his mouth Jake placed
some spittle on them and wiped the spittle around the ball of soap making it
slick. He place the small ball of soap against Wyattâs jelly slick anus and
popped in through the tight ring of muscle a forefinger following pushing it as
deep as he could with Wyattâs bottom going up as high as he could make it go
in seeming distress for a short moment. Jake made sure it had gone through
hugging Wyattâs rectal passage and now rested somewhere in the boyâs colon
Jakeâs much longer than his finger cock would take care of the rest.
Wyatt could feel the ball of soap, feel it starting to do its laxative work the
deep sensation building up like the first imagined beginnings of needing to go
for a bowel movement. His father like doing it to him saying he just like how
Wyatt squirm around more while fucking him. But to Wyatt it was much more than
just squirming around. It made the act of being sodomized feel moreâ¦ wellâ¦
like he just had to poop real bad and couldnât hold the feeling back.
The blunt tip of Jakeâs cock went pressing against his anus with Wyatt
raising his bottom up as high as it would go which wasnât far, his arms went
stretch tight held in place by the rope, and his head was pulled deeper into
the mattress. He willed his anus to relax but knew this part always hurt at
first.
âHu-n-n..â Wyatt grunted as the thick tip popped past his anus then âHu-
mm..gâ
Jakeâs hands gripped both sides of Wyattâs hips the thick cock worming to
wedge deeper through the still unstretched area of his rectum as if wanting to
find the lost ball of soap as quickly as it could. Wyatt was doing kinda fine
until Jakeâs cock went worming through the curve of his colon push the found
ball of soap ahead of it, spreading the dissolving ballâs stuff farther into
him. The once latent sensation turning into something more dire his breathing
becoming more rapid as young mind struggle to gain some level of control.
Jake was totally absorbed into watching his cock squeeze into Wyattâs
backside. Watching the even tighter ring of the boyâs anus slip farther as a
slight crease along the shaft of Jackâs rock hard adult cock. A sharp cough
came from Wyatt as Jakeâs cock head enter into the boyâs young colon and
Jake was finding he had to adjust his angle of entry some to get his stiff
arching cock to conform to its new path. Wyattâs young body tried twisting
too and Jake was in awe of what he was getting to see taking place. What
muscles along the slight torso the boy had were tensing in oddly sexual
seductive ways as the boy tugged and twisted getting nowhere, if anything his
unconscious tugging against the way he was bound caused his bottom to push back
farther onto Jakeâs worming cock.
âAg-m-m-ah-mm..â came from young Wyattâs gagged mouth enhancing, adding
to the affect of what Jake was wanting, expecting.
Jake could feel the hard slimy dissolving ball of soap against the head of his
cock being forced even deeper still, he chased it like a lewdly enticing game
he never before could had conceived existed. The inciting scene taking place
with young Wyatt taking on a level of forced degradation heâd never had hoped
to achieve. Even the now guttural sounds coming through the makeshift sock gag
was different than at anytime before. Jakeâs hands gripped more eagerly
around Wyattâs young hip bone tighter, his fingers digging into boyâs
abdomen pulling Wyatt onto his organ as much as worming his cock to enter him
even deeper, into a growing rumble of protest coming now from deep inside
Wyattâs young intestine. And as his cock slipped through the last curve of
Wyattâs resisting colon and into the relative freedom of his large intestine
Jake pulled the boyâs bottom fully against him coming up proudly at seeing
the young boy trying to twist up in a manner that attempted conform the
contours of his young bowel to Jakeâs ridge wanting to be stiffly arched up
cock. As it was Jake felt to his delight it was otherwise as his rock stiff
cock now was forced to conformed to odd shaped curves of Wyattâs warm tight
passage it was lodged fully into.
Jake flexed his cock watching Wyatt lurch the arch in his back going even more
twisted and sharper, his small perfect buttock were driven hard back against
Jakeâs loin by the sudden involuntarily movement. Jakeâs hands leaving
Wyattâs hip went feeling over the tense rapidly panting young boy body,
Jakeâs need for release reaching a point of a coiled spring. His adult mind
snapped into finishing fulfilling his fantasy to feel like he was debauching
this young boy, it was a deeply wantonly selfishly vile need to use Wyatt in a
seeming perverse manner with only Jakeâs own sick needs being pacified.
Wyatt struggled to conform his young body somehow to the rigid stiff cock of
Jake as it entered and move threw his soap sensitive colon but couldnât twist
enough to make the passage of the stiff cock deeper into him easier at all. He
tried another angle and another but couldnât do them either, the way he was
bound was a hindrance to any comforting moves that needed to be done. All of
Wyattâs disconcerting movements seemed to be making Jake all the more
aggressive in the way he was entering into him. All of that going on combined
with the spreading sensation of what the soap was doing deep inside of him drew
his young mind into a deeply confusing surreal state balanced on the edge of
panic. It was one thing to be tied down and sodomized but being unable to make
it even slightly bearable was starting to scare him.
Then in a flash Wyattâs world change his young body going through the
shutters that went with a thick adult cock making its final moves into his
large intestine His colon unable to conform to the harshly rigid organ
threatening to cramp up with his focus being totally placed into subduing the
impending reflex. But as Wyattâs buttocks were held firmly against Jakeâs
loin the mental fight to keep the slowly forming cramp at bay became a lost
cause with everything drawing up inside him tightly around the thick adult male
embedded sex organ.
Jakeâs eyes rolled back in his head as Wyattâs entire bowel slowly clamped
tightly around his cock. Heâd felt nothing like it before, it was fucking
amazing and his hands went back locking onto Wyattâs hips and held on riding
it out, wanting this to last forever.
âMM-mMmâ¦.â Wyatt cried out with Jakeâs cock snapping stiffer enjoying
hearing the discomfort in Young Wyattâs muffled cry.
Jake was already adjusting his stance eager to give his new found fetish a
swing. His adult balls were lifting, tingling already, he wouldnât last long
even if he just stayed unmoving. And feeling Wyattâs bowel ease off he took
it as his cue to fully engage Wyatt into the wicked vileness of his imagined
dream. Turning off temperately any empathy he still harbored Jake went to work
tugging his cock back without regard, in fact gleefully enjoying the way Wyatt
responded to the abrupt sudden move.
Wyatt had hardly recovered his wit after the worse bowel cramp heâd ever been
through, he was sure he cried out but wasnât really sure he did. His young
arm hurt from tugging against the tight rope that held them against his legs.
But when Jake pull his cock suddenly back Wyatt collapsed or would have if he
could have. With the way he was tied and Jakeâs tight grip on his hips he
remained buttocks high and back arching up high, one side of his shocked locked
face pressed flat into the mattress of Jakeâs bed. The thick male organ went
forcing its way back through the curve of his colon and into his large
intestine flexing harshly just before tugging back again before Wyattâs young
mind could lurched him unwillingly back into the fight, forcing him into
action. One of Jakeâs big hands went swarming over his struggling young body
as Wyatt tried to find some way, any way to maybe ease the passage of the
almost unflexible penetrating shaft of the adult organ as it seated is self
again and then again, feeling its way or just plain being shoved into place
whenever the man could. And of course the ball of soap now deep, dissolving,
and being spread about bring on an intense feeling he was about to defalcate
real soon, the soap doing just as it was intended to do. Adding a lot into the
mix of distress Wyattâs young body was going through.
The almost painful discomfort faded, kinda of turning into a more intense
feeling each time the thick cock passed through his colon and pushing into his
gut cycling for another go. It was like becoming seasick, starting out almost
bearable then the realization that it wasnât going to ever end, turning the
tide of the welling sensation inside Wyattâs young back passage till there
was no way to block it out and in a rush the sensations flooded through his
bowel, taking over his body, washing over him like a steam-roller. The outside
world faded with all remaining was letting his young body do what it could
within the restraints of how Jake had bound him, his legs and arm tugging at
each with his young body moving erratically about Jakeâs strong gripping
hands on his small young hips keeping Wyattâs bottom firmly in place for his
personal use. Wyattâs young body kept welling up harshly in fits of bowel
straining that were almost beyond endurance.
âFuck meâ Jake cried out his loins working strongly âWill you look at
yourself now, itâs fucking awesome Wyattâ¦. Fucking Awesomeâ
A welling of pride swept over six year old Wyatt even as he still was overcome,
sensation racked, each move of Jakes loin sending electrifying gripping crude
mentally debasing feeling of being used for only Jakeâs gratification, and
Wyatt like it. Liked it a lot. For some reason he Wyatt knew he should hate
what Jake was forcing on him but through the escalating tempo and welling
uncontrollable crude sensations Wyatt was deriving a perverse kind of pleasure
that he was giving the man something that no one else could.
âFuck meâ¦ Fuck me…â Jake cried out closing in on the end game.
Wyattâs snug gut was doing all kinds of things âmust be the soapâ Jake
thought as he charged his cock through the hot tight passage that seem to
trying to do a little of everything that he liked with temporary tight areas
that he had to force a path back through again and again. He felt gripping
wonderful rectal lock ups from young Wyatt of the types Jake would want to
receive again sometimes, threw it all Wyattâs grunts and vocal strains making
its way through the sock gag. Jake had never seen a young boyâs slight bodily
muscles tense and strain so seductively in his life making him surge toward
release. Jake started humping like a mad man just because he could, the boy
unable to pull away making everything all the more intense as Wyattâs
movements became even more erratic, limbs of the young boy tugging at odds with
one another.
âOh Godâ¦ Fuck meâ Jake cried unable and unwilling to stop his balls
lurching into instant action.
Jake let natures natural urge to lunge fully into place against Wyattâs
perfect six year old buttocks take hold and Jake seated himself firmly holding
the the boy tightly against his loin. His seed erupted, blasting out into Wyatt
large intestine his young rectal passage and colon not yet realizing things had
come to an abrupt stop still milked and quivered tightly around the shaft of
his cock. Wyattâs body still being jerked about as his young limbs kept up
their erratic movements for a bit longer adding to the effect Jakeâs balls
squeezing off another violent blast and another till it hurt, his balls dry
pumping shockingly pulling up undiluted chunks of sperm toward the end.
As a final glorious act Wyattâs young bowel cramped up around Jakeâs spent
cock, the young boy groaning out with intense discomfort. The base of Jakeâs
cock was being squeezed by Wyattâs tight anus and rectal muscles as if his
cock could be pinched off, Jake had the feeling the boyâs deeper young bowel
was trying to suck the rest farther up into his young gut. Jakeâs balls
lurched a couple more times. Pulling his cock out Jake was just as amazing as
it took some surprising amount of effort to withdraw his organ, with it making
a popping sucking sound as it finely pulled free, Wyatt remaining pleasingly
tucked up in discomfort a bowel cramp keeping its prolonged hold on the young
boy. Jakeâs adult cock although spent remained stiff.
âFuck meâ Jake said one last time secretly knowing and enjoying that Wyatt
remained somewhat discomforted long after in was all done and said.
Wyatt let his young body lurch about oddly bound as he was, he couldnât do
but otherwise anyway. This was one of the few times that he should be angered
by the purposefully focused ill treatment meant to only debase him. Even so for
some reason it gave Wyatt a masochistic sense of gratification like this was
something he sort of deserved. Then when Jake cried out his cock driving
cruelly in deep pumping more hot adult male sperm into his intestine than any
adult before his young mind slipped into the scary thought his father liked to
say to him sometimes âIâm going to make a baby with you sometimeâ¦ boyâ
and he wondered if Jakeâs sperm could do that to him, not really sure how all
that worked. But that thought passed as he was taken up by a deep cramp that
had his entire over sensitive rectal passage clamping up tightly, then even
more so. This sometimes happened after being sodomized real hard and he road it
out with his teeth sunk deep into the now spittle wet sock stuffed in his young
jaw clentched mouth.
Wyatt felt Jakeâs thick cock do a couple more spasms of release and even
still in the throws of the harsh bowel cramp he secretly giggled at he himself
being able to do that for Jake. When the Jake pulled his cock from Wyatt still
constricted passage Wyatt knew from experience his insides would be jittery for
a long while. Jake untied him and Wyatt rolled over stretching out finely able
to get into a position that eased the cramping into submission. Wide eyed Wyatt
pulled the gag down spitting the balled up sock out with Jake still eying him
his adult cock stuck out a little more than half hard now, a soapy film coating
the adult organ. Wyatt need to get to the bathroom and quick. He slipped onto
the floor the sock gag still around his young neck.
âI gotta go to the bathroomâ He said his buttocks clenched up staring at
Jakeâs cock as it lurched a little stiffer at Wyattâs words.
âYou look like itâ¦ Goâ Jakeâs head motioning the way toward the little
boyâs room one of his hands coming up rubbing over his semi-stiff cock with
his eyes never leaving young Wyatt as he half waddled in a rush to get onto the
toilet.
Wyatt sat on the toilet till he poop out the what was left of the ball of soap.
Jake came in going to the sink and went washing over his hands and still half
stiff adult cock. A sharp pain passed through Wyattâs rectum but passed
quickly making him groan out and grimace till it faded away. Wyatt wiped and
stood up with Jake handing Wyatt a cool rag to run through his buttocks.
âIâd like to do that again sometimesâ Jake said reaching down and ruffled
his hand through Wyattâs dark hair.
Wyatt ran the cooling rag through the cheeks of his small buttocks and placing
down the rag onto the sink he turn and hugged Jake needing some close
reassuring contact right now. Jake hugged him back too.
âIâll give you a little extra if you doâ Jake added as an incentive.
âWill you roll it for me tooâ Wyatt added looking up with his big dark eyes
âLike a cigarette, you know like you do yoursâ
âIâll roll it tooâ Jake grinned broadly felling better and thankful that
Wyatt wasnât taking his abuse to badly âYouâll come back soon wonât
youâ
Wyatt shook his young head âyesâ still hugging Jake. Jake rolled the
marijuana like Wyatt wanted and even gave him a spare lighter to use.
âDonât go starting a fireâ Jake jived at Wyatt now dressed and at the
back sliding door âAnd donât tell anyone if you get caught where you got
the smokeâ¦. Promiseâ
âPromiseâ Wyatt said happy heâd gotten all this marijuana as it would
place him in good standing with some of the other kidâs he played with.
Jake kissed him forcing his adult tongue into Wyattâs mouth. Wyatt did the
same knowing that was what Jake wanted. Jake ruffled his hair up one more time
and Wyatt took off out the back yard.
Wyatt passed by the manâs Georgeâs house, he was setting out in a chair and
called out waving his hand in greeting.
âHi Wyatt, what you up toâ George said loud enough for Wyatt to here.
Wyatt waved back knowing that George only wanted to cuddle, he liked doing that
with Wyatt and Wyatt like it too but Wyatt had been with two nice neighbor men
today and needed to get home as his young mind was buzzing from the marijuana
and beer heâd drank. Sleep was what he wanted and Wyatt like doing what he
wanted to do.
âSee you Wyattâ George called out as he saw Wyatt moving on passed his
yard.
Two housed down he passed the nice man Fredâs house. He too was out back
standing there smoking a cigarette. He liked to slip his hands into Wyattâs
pants when he thought no one was watching, feeling Wyattâs penis and young
testicles. Fred let him have some beer sometimes to drink but wouldnât let
him take a full bottle. Fred waved and Wyatt waved back as Wyatt went on
passed.
Wyatt knew all these neighborhood men were waiting out at the back of their
houses because of him and he like knowing that cause there were older bullies
about and more than once one of these really nice men had come to his rescue.
Wyatt knew why, he wasnât dumb you know. It was his own personal
âNeighborhood Watchâ and the price wasnât all that high, it came with
benefits and sometimes was really fun.
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