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Subject: My Boyfriend’s Little Brother – 6 Thanks for picking my story. This story will have sex between men and boys and will include a few kinks as well. Like all the other stories say: if you shouldn’t be reading this or you think it will offend you, then don’t read it. This is all made up but doesn’t mean anything about the fantasies or sexual desires of the readers or the writer. Donate to Nifty – the more we support it, the more likely it is to stay here for years and years. This is still my first series, although I don’t think I can say I’m new to writing anymore. But I’d still like to hear what you think about it and how you think the series is progressing. ail ******************************************** My Boyfriend’s Little Brother – Chapter Six ******************************************** I found that Finn’s question rolled around within my mind for quite a while after I’d left him to continue with his day of virtual schooling. He’d overheard the pounding that I’d given his older brother that morning, just as I’d hoped he would, and his interest had been piqued. In that terribly broken up sentence, he’d panted out one single question: was I going to fuck him? That beautiful, little twelve-year-old boy had looked at me, face full of post-orgasmic bliss, and asked whether I was going to take him and push all eight inches of my thick uncut cock deep into his virgin hole. He’d asked, whether he knew it or not, whether I was going to pin his little body beneath me and give him the same level of pounding that I’d been giving his older brother. I’m not going to lie to you and say that the idea had never crossed my mind: of course it had. But, at the same time, it’s not one that I’d ever truly given a lot of thought. Taking this boy’s virginity was taking another huge leap into this new and pervy world I’d found myself drawn in by and there was a part of me that didn’t know if I was ready to go all the way inside. I mean, I’d just tried to push my finger into Finn’s pretty little pucker only to find that it was far too tight to get more than a couple of inches in: how the hell was he ever going to cope taking my cock? His bum is so small that, if I tried, I could probably lift and hold him with just one hand spread beneath it. My thick slab of meat would look like it was actually splitting him in half – something that both terrified me and turn me on more intensely than anything in my life had up to this point. As I lay there on the couch downstairs in the living room, watching some random crap on the TV, I found myself thinking through possible scenarios. When could it happen? There’s no way that Finn was going to be able to control his moans and whimpers with this huge alpha cock inside him so that means it has to be a time when Ellen and Connor are both out somewhere. Was it even possible? I’d definitely need to stretch him first or there wouldn’t be a chance in hell of actually getting it inside of him. Perhaps poppers, fingering, maybe even a small dildo could help – I’d recently bought some new poppers so knew they were in my bag but I’d never own a dildo and wouldn’t really want to risk Ellen or Connor finding one in the house. Was I ready for this? My head and cock weren’t in agreement but I think you know me well enough by now to know that my cock is usually the one making the final decisions. Speaking of my cock, all of this thinking about Finn, his smooth body and his tight bum had me horny as fuck. Despite pumping a big load into my boyfriend earlier, messing around with his little brother had got me really turned on again and imagining possible scenarios where I could sink my thick cock into that sweet little hole was making it even worse. The idea of poppers had stuck with me and I found myself craving some sniffs while I had a long edging session. Both of the sexy ginger boys were going to be busy with their lessons karşıyaka escort and Ellen was going to be out at work for a while so I figured that I’d have the living room pretty much to myself. Even though I was sure I wouldn’t be disturbed, there was definitely an extra thrill as I pushed down my joggers and boxers in the middle of the family room. I’d picked up the poppers from my bag and settled back on the couch with one hand starting to tease my hard cock. The bottle was XL Extreme Gold, supposedly one of the strongest brands available, and was exactly the rush that I was hoping for. As I held up the bottle to my nose and breathed in deep, I felt that familiar feeling of euphoria buzzing in my brain pretty much straight away. I moaned out louder than I’d intended and my cock pulsed: a droplet of precum emerged from the slit and slowly dripped down the length. I lay back, feeling the softness of the couch behind me, my bare arse against the material. My eyes closed and I started to call images to mind: Finn’s beautiful little feet, his smooth coltish legs, that little four-inch nail of boy dick and how it had throbbed in my mouth. My hand glided over the head of my cock, teasing the sensitive glands with my palm as I took another hit. “Fuck…” I found myself saying as I let out the deep breath I had taken. The skin on my cock felt as if all the nerves in my body had relocated to that one place: ever touch sent waves of pleasure pulsing electrically through me. I had to be careful though: I didn’t want to make this some quick wank and spunk up within a few minutes. No, this was going to be an edged experience, bringing myself pleasure for as long as possible. Teasing and taunting my own body with the potential promise of release only to deny it in the last few seconds and then beginning the journey again. The memory of Connor’s velvet hole surrounding my dick so perfectly – fitting like a fucking glove moulded to my exact shape and size – was making me tingle but, when I thought about the person I was fucking, Finn’s was the only face I could see. In truth, I can’t honestly say how long I stayed like that for: edging my cock, breathing in those poppers and just giving myself that pleasure of a fantasy fuck. But I can say that I was so into it, so engrossed in the moment, that what happened next came as a total surprise. In my mind, I was thinking about the boy’s gentle lips and how fun it was to kiss him when I felt that sensation I was imagining actually appear against my own mouth. For a second, I thought I had almost tricked my own body into thinking it was real but, as my eyes fluttered open, I saw my boy’s face looking at me: a hunger in his eyes. “Hi…” I said, my head still swimming, “Finished school?” “Yeah,” his little voice like music, “You’re being naughty doing this here.” He giggled and showed me that gorgeous smile. “Come be naughty with me then,” I grinned back at him and, with seconds, I felt the little boy’s fingers sliding over my sensitive cock. “There’s… Jack… there’s so much precum,” I could hear the admiration in his voice and wondered if there was part of him that was a little jealous given that he could only produce a little cum. He didn’t have to be jealous though: I’d give this boy all the spunk he ever wanted. With a finger, I slid up the shaft and collected the juice I was leaking. It won’t shock you to know that my finger went straight for the boy’s mouth and pushed through his lips. This was definitely heavenly: I was sat here, still buzzed, and feeling small hands on my throbbing, highly-sensitive cock and a talented tongue swirling around my finger in my boyfriend’s little brother’s mouth. The little boy even whimpered, a soft moan leaving his lips as he tasted me. I collected more, this time with two fingers, and pushed them roughly into his mouth. Finn kartal escort suckled on them, delighting in having more of my precum. I started to actively move my digits inside, pushing them over his tongue, across his teeth and against the very soft inner lining of his cheeks. Feeling that skin had me immediately thinking about his tight little bum again and wondering whether the skin there was just as velvety soft. Withdrawing my fingers, I pushed them through his hair, brushing the slightly-too-long mess from his face. I was about to say something when the little cutie spoke first. “You’re so… sexy,” he said, his cheeks reddening by the second, “Just so sexy… like… wow.” He couldn’t look directly at me but kept his gaze locked on my cock which was throbbing in his little hands: their touch bringing me so much pleasure. “You’re sexy, Finn. You’re the sexiest little boy I’ve ever seen.” He blushed more so I carried on. “From the moment I saw you, I knew I needed you.” He smiled and finally looked directly at me: “I knew I needed you too. I’d seen photos but seeing you in person just… I…” His voice trailed off and he looked away, unsure of what to say next. “It’s ok…” I smiled at him, “Just come and kiss me.” I pulled the sexy twelve-year-old over my lap so that he was sat across me with one leg on each side. In this position, I could feel my thick cock pressing against his underwear, his own hard as steel, four-inch boy dick contained inside them. He was still wearing his school uniform on his upper half and, for a moment, I found myself thinking about how lucky I was that I, a nineteen-year-old uni student, was here touching and tasting this sexy little schoolboy. Our lips met, my hands behind Finn – one on his head and the other on his back, pressing his body against mine. Our tongues touched and I could tell from the way he was moving his that his confidence with kissing was growing. Once or twice, I even let him put his little tongue into my mouth, coaxing him into it. His body shuddered as I bit his bottom lip and held it for a second: a whimper followed. “Fuck – I want you so badly,” I groaned out in the few seconds that our lips were separated. Without actively thinking about it, the hand on Finn’s back started to slide down, cupping the cheeks of his little bum and pulling him tighter against me. Our cocks were rubbing against each other, although his was still constrained by the fabric of his underwear. I knew that the precum from mine must have been leaking out and seeping into the material and the idea of my juice covering his little dick was definitely a hot one. As the kissing continued, I found my desire for this boy grow and grow. My fingers slid into the waistband of his underwear and my middle finger heading straight down the crack between his little bubble cheeks. I wasted no time at all: the tip of my finger, still wet with Finn’s saliva, found his tight, virgin pucker and, just like before, started to lightly flick over it. I could feel him moaning in my mouth as I started to circle the outer edge of his boyhole and then a short cry came as I started to push inside of him. Finn was tight – so fucking tight – and every movement into him, no matter how small, was resisted by his body. But I knew what would make this easier for him. Allowing our passionate kiss to break, I reached over for the now discarded bottle next to me and brought it to his face. “Sniff up,” I said, as I held it to his nostril, using my thumb to clamp the other shut. “What is…” he started to say in that delicate high voice but now was not the time for questions. “Sniff now,” I demanded, my voice not loud but definitely firm. As the beautiful boy breathed in the chemical fumes, I felt his little dick throb against my thick, uncut cock and, for a moment, the resistance from his kastamonu escort hole faded, letting me slip further into him. He groaned out as he felt himself penetrated more and the vice-like tightness of his hole returned. “Another, go on Finn, a nice big one this time,” I urged, the heat radiating into my digit compelled me to push him further. The next breath in was a big one and, for a second, his eyes rolled back in his head. Whatever this little boy was feeling, it was doing the trick because he gave a very pleasurable moan and my middle finger slipped all of the way inside of him. “Do you like the poppers, baby?” I asked, lightly kissing his lips again. “Yeah…” he groaned out, “Feels good.” “And how does my finger feel?” I gave it a wiggle inside of him, deliberately brushing up against his little boy button. “Urgh! So… so good,” he panted out. Our lips met once again and the war between our tongues resumed. However, this time, I started to slide my longest finger in and out of my boy’s virgin hole. I could feel his little dick desperately jerking as I pushed into him again and again, finger fucking this beautiful boy for the very first time. After a little bit of this, I even started to feel him moving on his own, his little legs tensing and relaxing so that he was pushing him along my digit. But his movements were only small, almost as if he was trying to hide how hungry for me his little boicunt really was. “Oh yeah,” I said, “Do that, baby. Go on, Finn – fuck yourself on my finger.” Hearing me give him permission, everything changed. There was no attempt to hide it and he was now openly fucking himself whilst sitting across me. This should have been enough but I was greedy: one finger wasn’t enough and it wasn’t long before I wanted a second in there too. This time, I gave him the poppers first, ordering him to take big hits from them and, as he slid himself down my finger again, he found his pretty little pucker stretched open further by the tip of my ring finger. The cute ginger boy whimpered and groaned but, with the effects of the poppers swirling around his head and relaxing his muscles, he managed to take them both into him without complaining. I told him how proud I was and what a good and sexy boy he was being for me. I don’t know whether it was the edging or whether it was the sensation of his own little dick rubbing up and down mine as he fucked himself on my two fingers but I was feeling so much pleasure that I knew it wasn’t going to be long before I exploded all over this preteen boy. But I didn’t want to do it over it. I didn’t want to cover him with my spunk. No. I wanted to do it inside of him, to flood him with so much cum that it was leaking out of him for days. My fingers left him and I heard a soft cry out from him, disappointed to feel himself empty. With a cheek in each hand, I lifted him up higher and pulled down his underwear over his bum. His little dick was still enclosed but his hole – that sweet virgin hole that I was now so desperately craving – was available to me. His body was pressed against mine, his head on my shoulder and his crotch pressed into my abs. I could feel his heart beating against me and it quickened slightly as he felt the tip of my hard, eight-inch cock push between his cheeks and brush over this most intimate of places. “You want me to fuck you, don’t you?” I whispered to him. “I…” “You want my big, hard dick deep inside of you, don’t you?” my voice slightly louder and more aggressive. “Fu… fu…” “You need me to fill you with my huge cock and flood your insides with spunk, don’t you my little slutty schoolboy?” That last sentence was practically a growl and, as the last word of it let my lips and hit his ears, something completely unexpected occurred. We both heard a door slam and footsteps in the hallway. ******************************************** Drop me an email: ail I’d love to hear your ideas, feedback, thoughts, experiences, whatever you want. Hit me up and let’s chat. 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