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Subject: Living the Life Chapter 13 Chapter Thirteen By Nick hoo If you like the story or would like to see something in the story, please feel free to drop me a line. I love feedback and love to chat. Before some of you clutch your pearls and think this is a true story, know that it is not. It is entirely a work of erotic fiction. Fantasy is different from reality. Check it out. Also, please consider donating to Nifty. It costs money to run this site, and your donation really helps them out. Arriving back home after a week in Florida was a shock — plunging from balmy Florida weather to a raging Northeastern snowstorm. We lucked out and found accommodations for one more night at the resort. In exchange for a smaller room with one bed (fine with me!), we got to spend New Year’s Day in Disneyworld. I have never seen lil Kev happier then when Andy and I told him we were staying another day. For Andy, this was a real sacrifice. He was eager to get back to a couple of pussies he was fucking. Everyone wanted a piece of the sexy jock, and at one point he had to sit on a bench on Main Street and straighten some things out. “Jesus, Chastity, why are you being such a bitch? I told you my buddy Chase was feeling low because he was all alone on New Year’s Eve. The very least you could have done was suck his dick. Hell, if you cared even a little bit for me, you would have let him fuck you. It’s not like you’re still a virgin.” That made me think of the blowjob Andy gave me the night before. Knowing that his experience with dicks was limited, it was hot to watch him savor the novel experience. He licked and lapped my groin for an hour often licking into my ass and tongue fucking me. His teeth grazed me exactly once, but he immediately corrected his method. The sexy teen had me moaning and dripping until the moment I spermed in his mouth. He kept the wad in there and looked at me while he swallowed. With a wicked smile, he shot his own load in a jockstrap. We kissed passionately before climbing into bed. Kevin looked adorable, naked and holding his teddy bear tight. I had never seen him with it before, but Andy told me he slept with it every night at home. The next day, I bought lil Kev a teddy bear he could keep at my house when he slept over. He hugged me tightly and told me he loved me. Gods I love that boy! Life was good. The next day we were ankle deep in snow but were home again. Within minutes of arriving, Andy was out the door and into Chase’s car. Cynthia wasn’t due back for two days, so I had some quality alone time with my little boyfriend. In front of a roaring fire, I fucked the small, smooth boy for two hours. Kevin would agree, I am sure, that this rut was memorable. I never saw his smooth penis deflate for a instant, and neither did my raging kidfucker. I was so hungry for his hairless body and youthful passion. After two and half days of kiddie rides in the Florida sun, I got the kiddie ride I like best. My first cum arrived while my groin pressed hard into his tiny ass and his nude body was pushed into the plush sheepskin pelts. Never going soft, we took a break before the little horndog climbed once more onto my dick and rode it. I laid back and spread my arms and legs wide letting the fourth grader pleasure the two of us. Fuck if he wasn’t using my hard dick in his ass to rub his boy button. He’d stick his little tongue out and groan while his twitching little cock announced another dry cum. At one point when I was doggy dicking him, I put my hand over his mouth and nose. It wasn’t anything too long, just enough for him to gasp slightly for breath. But, damn, that got a response from the little slut. Soon enough we were playing full on breath control games while my adult penis sawed in and out of his boy hole. On his sixth dry cum from my pedo seven inches, I shot a huge load while buried to the balls in his immature ass. There was so much of it, that with just a few post-orgasm thrusts, my dick was sticky white. And, yeah, of course the little pig lapped it clean. We ordered pizza and watched Teen Wolf before my little lover fell asleep. I saw Andy come in through the hidden back gate. He had been drinking but wasn’t drunk. We hit the hot tub with the bong, and he told me about his day. “I set Chastity up with Chase on New Year’s Eve. When Chase wanted a blow job, though, the cunt got all, `But I love Andy and all that shit.’ After talking to her yesterday, she did agree to go back and blow him. Today, though, she was pissed because he fucked her throat hard and made it sore. I told her to toughen up,” the sexy jock said before taking a huge hit. “Was the bitch any good?” I asked. “Fuck no. I have yet to find a bitch that can really suck. That’s a man thing, really,” he said with a sexy wink. “Hell, yeah it is. What did you guys do today?” “I fucked her while Chase watched. She hated that. She wanted to be alone and make love. As I was pounding her cervix, I reminded her that she was community property. Now a lady would have slapped my face and run out the door. Chastity just came hard on my cock. I told you she was a slut.” “That’s hot,” I said taking the bong. “That’s when Chase slid his dick into her ass. The two of us played round robin with the skank. Fuck her pussy, fuck her ass, fuck her mouth. Round and round. Chase slapped her face hard and made her say, `I am community property,’ over and over. She came nearly every time she said it. I mean, she practically owes the football team her fuck holes.” Andy slept with us that night and made his famous waffles the next day. During our meal, we saw Leo come in through the back. He joined us. “My great aunt Mabel just left this morning. She’s my grandma’s sister, and I’ve had to visit with her for two whole days. If you are interested, I can tell you exactly how to can peaches.” We laughed. It was good to be with the gang again. “Did Brick go back yet?” Andy asked putting his hand on Leo’s shoulder. “No. School doesn’t start for a week. But he’s out getting drunk tonight in the city. You dudes totally need to come over soon after my grandma is done for the day. Brick’s been fucking me every night he’s been back. He keeps saying he is going to fuck me into the next year which is stupid because it already is next year. But when he gets that look, man, he is like a monster fucker. I’ll leave the back door open. Just sneak in some night and you’ll get something to see!” The four of us played video games for the next couple of hours. We were dressed, and there was nothing sexual about it. Living the pedo life is about men and boys enjoying life with each other, not just the cocks in tiny holes. “Ugh,” Andy complained. “I can’t believe we have school day after tomorrow.” “I know. And I am staying after school to start on the set design for the school play,” Leo said as he rammed his video car into mine. “Oh yeah!” Andy said. “The famous Austin Wolf Elementary school play. Are you trying out for anything, Kev?” “What’s this play?” I asked. “Every year our school puts on a play,” Leo replied. “Every grade helps with something, but all the actors have to be in the fourth grade. This year it’s going to be Robin Hood, and I get to help draw Sherwood Forrest.” “You’d be great in that, Kev” I said crashing the car on screen. “You’re the handsomest boy in all of the fourth grade.” “No, Colton Jackson is the cutest,” Kev said cruising his car over the finish line. “He’ll be Robin Hood for sure. I might try out for the Sheriff of Nottingham or something.” Well, stupid me. Kevin got the lead role, and living the pedo life became much more complicated for this pedo. More about that later. Andy heard about a new exchange student from Sweden who was a total babe, and he split right after the game. I broke out the bong and got the two elementary school boys high. Then we played some nasty games. Leo sucked Kevin’s dick to a couple of dry cums while I shoved four lubed fingers up the sixth grader’s ass. As you readers know, Leo is quite the ass pig. He loves nothing more than to be raped by a cock. Trying to get my hand up his ass, though, had the little whore sweating and moaning. Fuck yeah. Then I pounded his hole while Kevin tried to lick my dick as it moved back and forth. Now that’s my idea of a school play! Later after dinner, I was fucking lil Kev on the couch while we watched Teen Wolf. Leo returned and shared some dick videos that Teen Wolf himself, Tyler Posey, posted. Kev and Leo got all excited, and Leo nearly drooled when the star started pissing in the urinal for his fans. That made Leo beg for piss, and soon we were all in my large three head shower. I like piss games, and if you throw in some weed and a couple of hairless boys, I fucking love them. Have you ever drunk little boy piss straight from the tap? It’s like any other piss, and since the boys were drinking lots of water, it was rather tasteless. But the tap is so small, and the act is so perverse, it makes it so much fun. I went from one pissing little boy cock to the other getting mouthfuls of the stuff and spitting it back on their naked bodies. Leo got on his back on the floor, Kevin and I drenched him. The curly headed sixth grader sputtered when Kev knelt and pissed up one of his nostrils. “Hey, no fair,” he cried out trying to get every drop of his younger buddy’s urine. So, there’s yet another reason to watch Teen wolf. Leo left, and Andy must have had some luck with the Swedish babe because he never came back. It was perfect because I had another night with my boyfriend. We went through the pictures we three took during the trip. We deleted anything that looked less than wholesome — the picture of Andy rubbing his cockhead on Kevin’s bare foot comes to mind. I had just finished over a week of vacation with my little boyfriend. For a pedophile, that is an amazing amount of time. Unless your kiddy lover lives with you, having that much access to your beloved is rare. Unfortunately, I was reminded of that quickly. Cynthia came home on Sunday, and she invited me to another delicious dinner cooked by her maid, Rosaria. Kevin wouldn’t leave her side, she complimented me on my beard, and we looked at pictures from the trip. Something, however, had changed, but I couldn’t quite figure it out. Thursday night rolled around, but Cynthia didn’t go out for karaoke night. This made me worry she would stay home for the entire weekend until she telephoned me and asked if Kevin could stay over with Leo. Since what that really meant was Kevin spending the weekend in the bed of a lusty pedophile, I graciously said yes. Afterwards I immediately went to my computer and began to read her texts from the past two weeks. It turns out she met a man in Las Vegas, a mortgage broker from Baltimore named Dwayne. She caught the three PM train to Baltimore every Friday for the next few weeks. At first, I thought I had just lost one night with Kev. But I still had him at the Muni Rec three days a week and a whole, glorious 48 hours on the weekend. Fair enough. It wasn’t until the cutest boy in Austin Wolf Elementary was given the lead role of Robin Hood that I knew I was screwed — at least temporarily. Kevin’s schedule went from off school at 4 PM every day to off at 5:30. I was facing five days a week away from my boy. Andy started his last semester of his senior year with just two classes in the morning and a bullshit Phys Ed work study class that essentially gave him four credits for coming to work at the pools each weekday from 10 to 4. As the reigning god of Blu Kennedy High, of course, that was his due. He was still being wooed day and night by college recruiters. By Wednesday, though, my nuts physically began to ache. I fucked Lance, the muscled fifteen year old lifeguard, in my office for nearly an hour. It was a pleasurable rut, but like Chinese food, it left my hungry for boy sex an hour later. This is a good time to bring up sneaking out of the house. Let’s face it, a boy climbing out of his window at midnight is a tried-and-true way for Man-boy unions to happen. It’s been my experience, though, that this works best with boys on the cusp of adolescence or older. Little boys, like Kevin, tend to crash hard when they go to sleep. We tried twice to have him get up at eleven PM for a rendezvous. He slept through them both. It often takes the raging engine of puberty to drive a boy to wake up and leave his house in the middle of the night for man dick. It didn’t seem to stop Kevin from having sex, though. My loss was Andy’s gain. My ten year old boyfriend was a horny kid, and I knew it wouldn’t be long until he approached his big brother. Sure enough, the slutty boy crawled into bed with Andy a couple of times a week. I didn’t begrudge the boys some quality bro time, but occasionally I was a tad jealous that I wasn’t there. Unfortunately, I got terrible quality video from their hacked laptop cams. One weekday morning I used my copied key and entered their house. I hid two high resolution cams in both of the denizli escort boys’ rooms. Sure enough, within two days I was jerking off to high quality night vision videos of the two brothers having sex. It was something, at least. Kev and I cammed every day, and his affection didn’t wane. Neither did his libido. He quickly developed a crush on his costar, Colton Jackson, who was playing King John in the play. He begged me to call Colton’s mom and let him sleep over so they could practice their roles together. That was an interesting telephone conversation. You’ve heard of helicopter parents always hovering over their kids? This psycho mom was a drone parent. “Let me get this straight, Mr. Pounder. You want my son to spend the weekend at your house with your nephew and another boy from school?” she asked me with a tone beyond incredulous. “You have no wife. The other boy’s parents won’t be there. No. I really don’t think that is the right environment for Colton,” she said with pure vinegar in her voice. Kevin then asked Cynthia. I didn’t hear their conversation, but I did read her text to her new boyfriend. “I swear the bitch was going to ask for references or for me to post a bond. I mean, really! But he’s coming here this weekend which makes Kevin happy. Be a doll and be patient. I’ll see you next weekend.” Fuck. I was hitting a dry spell. With the weekend gone as well, I was facing twelve days without Kevin. I was hoping for some high-quality kiddie porn of those two handsome primary school boys getting it on. Kev wasn’t shy about what he wanted. “Colton is so cute,” Kevin enthused. “I want to kiss him and fuck his mouth and his ass. I was looking at his butt today, and I wanted to lick it.” His word choice aroused me but gave me no opportunity for relief. Andy dropped by and said Leo texted him urging us to sneak into his grandma’s house and catch the brothers fucking. The thought of sloppy seconds in the sixth grader’s hairless ass greatly appealed to my drooling dick. In Andy’s classic red Mustang, we cruised the six blocks to Leo’s house. The Victorian mansion rose an imperious four stories, but their grandmother was forced to stay on the first floor due to age and disability. I could hear her TV turned on high to the Hallmark channel. Andy and I sneaked in through the unlocked back door and made our way up the servant’s stairway. Even from down the hall, we could make out the slap, slap, slap of buttfucking. “Fuck me, Brick. Fuck me like a dog,” Leo cried out. We spied on them for ten seconds before Brick noticed us. “What the fuck?” he asked before pulling his five inches out of his little bro’s ass and pulling up the sheets. Leo was laughing, but Brick bolted out of the room. He was furious and embarrassed and didn’t calm down even when Leo said we both had fucked him too. He just stayed in his room yelling for us to go away. So that little scenario crashed and burned, and I was left even hornier than before. What was a pedo to do? Well, like any other predator, when the prey is scarce, you seek out new conquests. Back at work my new Assistant Manager, Morgan, told me of a jock sniffer in the weightlifting locker room. This is a breed of perv which is commonly found in gyms. What red blooded homo doesn’t like the scent of a man? “You will want to see this one, boss,” the twenty something stud told me. Discreetly the young pedo pointed out a slight boy with bushy but short black hair. He wore only a blue bathing suit while meandering around the locker room. Fuck yeah. A young perv. I guessed he was around twelve or thirteen partly because it was only 2:30, and the elementary school didn’t get out until four. He must have been in middle school. For better or worse, many teens spent three to four hours every day at the Muni Rec before their parents got off work. This new part of the Municipal Recreation Center had to conform to the codes for private showers, but by the time the weight center was constructed, I found a great design. Each shower was cordoned off by a titled barrier three feet tall. This meant we could see the men showering from the waist up and everything if you got close to the barrier. The entrance to the shower was mostly protected by a short wall, but if you were at the right angle, you could see the guys coming out. Our little perv knew just the right position. “I looked up his ID,” Morgan said quietly. “Thaddeus McCord age twelve. He and his dad have a membership.” “Fuck yeah. Is he a member of the Nature’s Way Club too?” I asked referring to the all-male, nude swimming club built in the Twenties and located adjacent to the Muni Rec. “No, dammit. I have yet to see him without his suit on either. He gets a locker, strips down, swims off and on, but mostly he hangs out here and watches. Today I saw him pick up a jock and smell it. Then the little perv grabbed his crotch.” Perfect. We pedos spend so much time grooming and trying to discern if a boy would welcome our sexual advances. It is so nice when they do the work for us. Another reason fucking adolescents is easier than boys. They come to you! I asked Morgan to keep a distant eye on the kid and keep me posted. I told Andy about the curious lad, and he looked him up in the system. “Dude, he is cute. He looks smaller than thirteen, which he will be in a couple of months. I wish we could get him into the Nature’s Way Club. I would love to watch him in action there. I know his dad, too. He’s a welder, and I am fairly sure he fucked my mom a few years back.” “Well, hands off. This boy is mine,” I said with a wink. When we returned from our Florida vacation, I took Andy into my confidence and showed him the secret balcony hidden in the recesses of the thirty-foot gothic ceilings of the swimming complex. From there, one could spy on everything happening in the Nature’s Way locker rooms. For the first few days, Andy spent half his time at work up there jerking off until I reminded him he had work to do. The next day I came out of my private work out room wearing what I normally wear there — a jockstrap and sneakers. I was sweaty, and my muscles were popping. The kid was sitting astride the end of a bench like he was riding a horse, and from his vantage point he could see a couple of weightlifters showering. I came up to him and sat astride the bench facing him. “Hey there,” I said with a smile. “I am coach Pounder. You look young for a lifter.” The boy’s face lit up when he saw my sweaty torso and bulging jockstrap. “My name in Tad. I’m almost thirteen, but you can’t lift here until you are sixteen. I really want to lift though,” the boy said earnestly in a lovely high-pitched voice. “Yeah, the state rules suck. They don’t want you to get hurt. You can always start with some dumbbells at home,” I said noticing his eyes kept darting back to my soiled jock. I like to wear my jockstraps for weeks before washing. The scent was wafting up, and I could see a small erection in his wet swimsuit. “What room did you come out of?” he asked. “I’ve never seen anyone in there.” “It’s a combination private work out room for staff and storage space. Over the years I’ve filled it with the weights and machines I use the most. That way when I work out, I don’t have to wait for a station to be open, and I can wear just a jock and sneakers. Want to see it?” I punched in the four-digit code on the door and gave him a tour of the small rooms. Some have old and broken machines, but among them was a full set of weights and machines. I found some neoprene covered one-pound dumbbells. He sat on a bench and tried them out while I sat behind him with my sweaty arms wrapping his chest. “That’s it, lift the bell up here to this part of your chest,” I said placing my hand his on his pecs and rubbing his small tits. We tried out a variety of moves, and when he lifted his arm revealing his bare pits, I rocked up hard in my jock. I have a firm belief that this type of seduction is best done in stages. Get him excited by it, and then back off. Come back the next time and do the same thing. Eventually, hopefully, it will lead to sexual contact “I have to go now and get over to the Nature’s Way Club. Would you like to work with some weights with me another time?” I asked casually. “Yes, coach! Please. But, but, aren’t you going to shower?” he asked plaintively. Oh yeah! The little slut wanted to see me naked. “I usually do that over at the Nature’s Way Club. Are you a member?” Tad looked sad. “No. My dad thinks …, um, my dad said no.” “Too bad. I usually go over there and shower and then go swimming naked. I love swimming bare assed. Hell, I love spending the last half of my workday that way,” I said with a wink. We chatted some more as I stripped off my jock and slipped on some loose shorts and a tee. He held his breath when he saw my fat cock, balls and bush. I flattered him and said he would look really good with some muscles. Telling him I would see him the next day, I “accidentally” left my jock under the bench. Morgan confirmed it was gone minutes after I left. Later that night I masturbated thinking of little Tad sniffing, licking, and sucking the scent from my jockstrap. I wondered if he was jerking his smooth little cock at the same time. The next day after my work out, I took him into my private weight room again. This time while pretending to not notice, I casually showed him the easy access code 7777. “You really ought to be wearing one of these,” I said holding a junior size jock on my finger. “I wouldn’t want you pulling a groin muscle or anything.” Shyly, he turned his back and slipped off his swimsuit. Fuck, that was good with me. His little white globes had a perky curve to them, perfect for a nice dick. He looked amazing in the jock. This time I really worked him out. I held his calves while he did sit ups. He ran in place with ankle weights and did chin ups on the bar. My dick was hard as steel in my new jockstrap, and I almost shot when I stood behind him while he touched his toes. His little cheeks parted a bit, and I crouched down so my face was inches from it. Soon his lithe young body was sweating nicely. I ran my hands all over him under the guise of feeling how toned he was. Tad still had his baby fat which would soon be burned off by puberty. I longed to carnally enjoy his boyishness for a while. Afterwards, I said, “Hell, you need a shower, Tad. As do I. Maybe we should just shower here.” Tad was careful stripping using his towel to shield his privates. Boys ten and under are usually much less self-conscious than anxiety ridden pubescents. He went into one of the tile cubicles, and I took one next to him. We chatted as we soaped up, and he laughed at my silly jokes. When I told an off color one, I motioned with my hand to come closer. I whispered the punchline, and he cracked up. Mostly importantly, though, he got close enough to my shower barrier to see over it. I was completely hard with my dickhead peeking out of its skin. Of course, I got a view as well, and was treated to four inches of (yes!!) completely hairless boy meat. The next day we spent an hour scaling the rock wall, and we made a great climbing team. After we repelled down twenty feet, we hit the showers. I took my time drying my genitals in front of him while we talked about our climb. He turned to hide his little boner, and I lusted over his buns. The next day I told Andy I needed to do something to really sexualize the boy. It was the fourth day, and I could tell the boy was just about ripe for sex. Since it was also the fourth day of a twelve day period without Kevin, I was super horny. Andy showed me his hard cock and said, “You aren’t the only horny one, Chuck. I’ve got that itch deep in my ass again. It’s taken about two weeks to come back. In the mood for some jock ass?” he asked turning around and spreading his cheeks. “Fuck yeah, Andy,” I said tapping his hole with my finger. “I have a great idea how we can groom Tad as well.” At two thirty, Tad appeared in the locker room. There were just the three of us. Andy and I had worked out the hour beforehand, and we were sweating in our work out jocks and sneakers. We pretended not to notice Tad, as I pushed Andy against the wall. I rubbed my body over his, my jock pouch over his sweaty glutes. It was a thrill knowing the young perv was watching. “Fuck me, Chuck. I need your big cock up my ass,” Andy said lustily. “Let’s fuck in the back room here,” I said. “The staff is at work.” Of course, the only staff I let in there was my pedo crew, but this was the theater of grooming. Andy spun around, and we swapped spit with each other. I didn’t have to act horny; my balls were full of four days of sperm. I punched in the 7777 code, and we went inside closing the door. “Do you think he’ll actually come in?” Andy asked in a whisper. We moved through the small rooms to the one in the back — grooming trap number one. I turned on the video on my smart phone and hid it on a storage shelf with dikimevi escort a view of where I expected Tad to watch us. On a table in the front room, Andy placed a stack of yearlong passes to the Nature’s Way nudist swim club. Grooming trap number two. “I hope so. He might be too scared. But you’re my ace up my sleeve,” I said as Andy lifted my arm and began licking my pit. “How so?” he asked peeling off his sweat wet jock. “He saw you in the complex and asked if Andy Peterson really worked here. He’s a big fan like everyone else in the city. I told him you worked in the Nature’s Way club which obviously bummed him out because he isn’t a member. He’ll come because he will want to see you and me having sex. Get up on the table. I want your sweaty ass,” I growled. I stripped off my jock, and I crouched down and pushed my face into the jock’s moist cleft. Damn, he smelled good. I licked up and down the salty crack before standing up and spitting on my cockhead. I pushed into his hole, and the stud moaned. “Oh, fuck yeah, dude. That cock on my prostate feels so fucking incredible. How come straight guys ignore this most excellent pleasure?” I was a few minutes into a nice, rough rut, when I heard the ding. I have a bell set for certain rooms like this one and my office which alerts me when someone enters. Bingo. Andy grinned and kissed me deeply. We didn’t look, but I positioned the table so a peeping little pervert like Tad could get a good view us fucking from behind a broken Nautilus machine. The added thrill made the fuck extra special. Andy had an anal orgasm, and I shot deep into his intestines. We spent a few moments kissing and feeling each other up. Andy eagerly padded naked into the front room. Of course, no one was there. He counted the Nature’s Way passes and yelled out, “Fuck yeah. Only eleven here. That pervert swiped one just like you predicted.” I retrieved my phone, and we watched Tad wearing just a jockstrap creep in slowly. He paused behind the broken work out machine. He crouched down giving us a nice view of his bare tween ass. His hand moved to his crotch. He watched for the length of the fuck, 17 minutes, and when he turned to leave, we saw his little hardon and bare crotch before being covered by the strap. A note about grooming. Setting the kid up to choose to do something naughty is a classic. This works with those horn dogs that are seeking sex, not the clueless innocent ones. Why do it? Because it crystalizes in their minds the part they played in getting the sex. Tad sneaked into the private gym. Tad swiped one of the club passes. That way if there are recriminations in the future, they will always be aware of their wanting it and breaking the rules to get it. It prevents a myth of victimhood from forming later. Most importantly, though, it showed me Tad was ready for some man sex. Andy licked his lips and gave me a sexy, hound dog look. I knew what the fucker wanted. Then he bit his lip. The fucking tease. “All right. We’ll share him, but I get to fuck his ass first,” I said. Andy beamed and kissed me. “I love this grooming shit,” he said. “Fuck, bro, I do too. So, he’s going to go to the Nature’s Way. We have to set a trap there, the final trap, where we can snare him. He’s ready. Twelve, horny, curious, willing to risk getting caught to watch two men have sex for seventeen minutes,” I noted. “Oh yeah. He knows about jerking off. Fuck, I want to suck his boy dick,” Andy said. “Do you think he will go tomorrow? Fridays are slow in the afternoon, and we were going to divert whoever shows up to the unused women’s side while the tiles are scrubbed at three.” “That can work to our advantage. He usually gets here after two. I can run into him there and tell him I will introduce him to you when we close the pool area. That will give him some time to explore but not get into any mischief. He’s so ripe, any experienced pedo will be able to see it and pluck him,” I said. “Yeah. He’s ours. How about we meet in the sauna? Get a little sweaty,” Andy said. “Good idea. Why don’t you wear your jock? One of your well used, fragrant ones. We know he likes to sniff jocks, why not while you are wearing it?” “That’s hot. I remember what you said about a boy’s first few sexual experiences and how that sticks with him for life. That little dude is going to have a jockstrap fetish for sure,” Andy said stroking his chubbing cock. The next day Tad showed up although twenty minutes later than usual. I imagined him screwing up his courage to use the swiped pass. No doubt the idea of naked men openly showering and swimming with each other pushed him along. We have all been there with the waves or hormones crashing over us, figuring out how to swim. Andy and I watched him from the secret balcony above. He didn’t pick the open lockers by the showers, but he picked a second row offset just enough to partially hide him but give him a view. “This little perv loves to peep,” Andy said masturbating slowly. “Oh no,” I said watching him put on the jock I have him. “I’m not going to allow that.” I went down to the locker room and found him checking out the showers. “Hey, Tad!” I said cheerily. “Good to see you here. But what’s this?” I asked. Before he could answer, I put my arm around his waist and picked him up. My other hand found the straps of his jock, and I pulled it off of him in one fluid motion. “What, wha?” he protested. “Only doofuses wear clothes here,” I said looking down at his smooth groin and four inch hard cock. “And don’t worry about your stiffy,” I added while my hand grabbed his little penis and gave it a quick stroke. “We all get hard here.” I put him down and acted normally as he blushed, and his body quivered. “Hey, I told Andy Peterson about you and how you want to build up your body. He wants to meet you,” I said. This concentrated his mind wonderfully. “Really? That is so cool, coach.” “We are moving everyone over to the women’s side in a half an hour to clean the tiles. Meet me here in the shower, and I will take you to meet him. Feel free to explore or take a quick dip. In your case, a skinny dip.” He nodded, but he couldn’t take his eyes off my uncut dick which had slowly unfurled into a throbbing seven inch boner. I stepped forward and playfully punched his smooth groin with my wet cockhead leaving a dime size spot of pre. “Like I said, we all get hard. I’ll see you in half an hour, Sport,” I said before leaving quickly. I rejoined Andy on the balcony. “The acoustics are amazing up here. What a genius perv architect,” Andy marveled. “Fuck, you got the little fuck’s motor running. He hasn’t stopped beating off. I love how he looks around to see if anyone can see, and we can see hidden from above.” Half and hour later, Andy slipped on a particularly grungy jockstrap stained with sweat and piss and went to the sauna. I met Tad in the showers and escorted him to the sauna. Tad ogled Morgan and Zion and the others who were crouching down naked ready to scrub the pool tiles at the water level. Outside of the sauna was a sign which read: NO CLOTHES OR TOWELS ALLOWED. I had that put up, and happily no one ever challenged it. The pool at Nature’s Way might be clothing optional, but the sauna and steam room were not. Andy occupied the corner of the top tier of wooden benches. The handsome teen beamed when he saw the boy. He reached out his hand. “Hey, Sport. Good to meet you. I hear you want to buff up?” he said shaking hands with the lad. “Yeah,” Tad said meekly. “What’s your name, buddy. Here, sit next to me,” Andy drawled. I sat on the other side of the seventh grader sandwiching him in between us as the two exchanged pleasantries. I saw Tad checking out Andy’s hard nine inches concealed in his stained jock and tenting perversely. Andy grabbed the boy’s pecs and started squeezing. He ran his hands over the boy’s naked body. “Fuck yeah, Tad. Nice and fit body. We can make you a hot, ripped stud. Which body would you prefer? Lithe and smooth like me, or big and beefy like Coach here?” Andy grabbed Tad’s hand and put it on his chest. “Feel it, Sport. Feel those muscles and then coach’s. You have to know what you want to look like before you start.” Tad smiled and groped Andy and then turned to me. He felt my muscles up and went down my now sweaty belly, his hand inches from my throbbing boner. Andy put his hand on the back of Tad’s head and drawled, “Suck on Chuck’s tit, Tad. Feel that strong pectoral muscle with your tongue.” Tad inhaled sharply. Yep. This was something abnormal. Normal guys don’t want you to suck on their tit. This was sex. Breathily raggedly, Tad moved in and wrapped his pink lips around my tit. Andy started stroking Tad’s smooth hardon. The boy moaned. “That’s it, buddy. Just let us take charge. We know you want it. We want you too. We want you to be our special buddy,” Andy said. He pulled off my tit, and I slipped my tongue into his mouth. Moaning, he kissed me back fiercely. Andy was frigging the boy’s meat steadily. I broke the kiss and asked, “Have you ever done anything sexual?” He seemed embarrassed to answer and just shook his head. “That’s alright. We like to teach boys. I bet Andy’s hand feels really good on your cock, huh?” Tad smiled. “Yeah. That feels soooo much better than my hand.” “Want to feel mine?” I asked leaning back. He didn’t answer just wrapped his hands around my meat. He seemed fascinated with more foreskin and moved it up and down on my dick. The taboo thrill knowing I was the first cock other than his own made me steadily leak pre. “Fuck yeah, Tad. That’s it, stud,” I said enjoying the juvenile hand. Tad turned to Andy and then said, “Hey. I thought the sign said no clothes.” Andy smiled and leaned back removing his hand from the boy’s groin. “This is a present for you,” he drawled as his nine inches twitched under the dirty fabric. “Since you like swiping jockstraps and sniffing and licking them.” Tad look guilty and stammered. “Shhhh,” Andy said pushing the back of the boy’s head into his groin. “Smell it and lick it and suck it. If you want that jockstrap off of me, take it off — with your teeth!” The middle school slut moaned and went to work. I licked my lips watching another fetish being forged in a young boy. When he is forty, he will still be rocking up hard for the smell of man’s cock and balls. He’ll probably be a lifelong jock wearer as well. Eventually the lusty lad started sliding his tongue under the fabric and tasting Andy’s meaty, smooth testicles. He shivered when his tongue tasted cock under the confining jock. His first taste of dick! This was no rape despite what the ridiculous law might say. Tad came looking for man dick, and we gave it to him. When he grabbed the top band with his teeth, Andy sat up allowing the little pig to pull the filthy jock off the football player. Now he was naked between the legs of his idol, staring at a throbbing nine inch hard on and a huge hanging sack. Without any prompting, he started licking his balls. Andy looked at me and stuck his tongue out. Tad licked up the fleshy stalk and began to suck the first dick. Andy guided him and told him to mind his teeth. When he pulled off, his lip was connected by a strand of spitty pre to Andy’s cockhead. The kid then moved to me, and I took over the tutelage. I explained my dick was more sensitive and encouraged him to dig deep into my thick foreskin and explore it with his tongue. He pulled it over my shiny purple dickhead and nibbled on the excess skin. I put my hand on his bare bottom and let a finger glide over the crack. We moved to the bed in my office. Andy upped the game by pulling out my bong and taking a big hit. “Have you ever smoked, Yad?” he asked handing it to me. I toked. “Yeah,” the boy said with a sly smile. “My dad and his buddies smoke joints. One night his buddy offered me a hit off of it on the porch steps. We kept it a secret. Every time he comes over, though, he gives me a couple of secret hits.” I looked at Andy knowingly. “He ever try anything with sexy you?” I asked. “No. I think he wanted to. He put his hand on my leg, but we didn’t have much time. My dad would take a belt to me if he knew I smoked.” I passed the bong to Tad, and Andy showed him how to use the carb and suck in the smoke. Soon we were all stoned. “Now we are going to make you feel excellent, little man,” I said lying down on my back. “Tad, sit your ass on my face,” I said to the shocked boy. “You won’t hurt me or smother me. Face my feet. The stoned boy scrambled around and the sight of his hairless butt descending to my face boned me fiercely. I buried my nose and beard in his crack. Then I started lapping until I found his hole where I started probing. You all remember the first time you found out how pleasurable your ass can be. Yeah. Teaching virgin boys is so much fun because you absorb their tremendous excitement of novel sex acts. Andy climbed on my body so his face was in dikmen escort the lad’s hairless groin. At twelve, the boy’s balls had dropped hallway and had that loose wrinkly look so often missing in single digit boys. Andy licked his balls as lovingly and sensuously as the boy had tackled his. He howled when the teen engulfed his boy boner. Between our tongues, you can imagine what ecstasy the boy was in. He pushed down hard on my tongue with his hairless crack, and the fucked into Andy’s mouth until it hit his hairless pubes. Taboo tween sex. Fuck yes. Andy brought Tad to his first cum apart from his masturbations. It was an unforgettable moment which I felt on my tongue as he clenched his sphincter with orgasmic pleasure. Mission accomplished. Andy told me later it was dry except for a single drop of pre which bubbled to the top before his tongue swiped it away. Tad was cruising so close to puberty, skirting the last edges of boyhood. We rested a bit and then went for a naked swim in the deserted pool. It cleared our head and gave us the chance play around. Eventually we huddled together and kissed. In short order, we were hard again. Back to the office, I put the child on his hands and knees. I started playing with his hole while Andy fed him his penis. Tad tensed as I inserted a finger lubed with Albolene and cocaine. He whimpered on Andy’s dick and seemed ready to bolt. Andy shushed him and had him concentrate on getting another inch of his monster pedo dick in his mouth. I used a lot of lubricant which soon rendered his fuck hole numb. I added a second finger and then a third. I felt his prostate and gave it a vigorous rubbing. Andy pulled out and held the bong for Tad who greedily sucked it down. He went to his desk and retrieved a small bottle. “Sniff this, Tad. You’ll like it. Like this,” Andy said taking two long popper hits. I removed my finger and moved my steel hard penis to his virgin boy hole. Andy was such a good sexual wing man. I could see why Chase liked him so much in that role. Tad took a deep hit while Andy held the bottle. He had him do another. When he was done, I pressed my dickhead against the smooth hole and pushed it in. “Uuuugh!” Tad cried out from the unexpected pressure as his head whirled. I fucked it in steadily until my pubes hit his ass. Ah, fuck yeah. Pedo satisfaction at last! I still had seven more days until I could see Lil Kev, but now I had a hairless tween toy to use. This predator started to fuck the seventh grader like I meant it. I never asked him if he wanted to be fucked. I just did it. And he was beginning to like it. We switched positions with him sitting on my lap facing outward. That was it, the perfect angle to fuck that boy button. Over and over, I rubbed it with my precum drooling dickhead. Andy took out his phone and filmed Tad’s first fuck with his legs spread wide and his four inch cock pointing straight up. Andy’s pedo penis was rocked up and dripping at the spectacle. Even at seventeen, this stud was no stranger to deflowering and fucking. He stroked himself as he filmed. I could tell from the plaintive grunts coming from the child that his boy button was being seriously aroused and moving towards something he could not quite comprehend. I grabbed his wrists just as he tried to touch his penis. No. No hands allowed. Andy licked his lips. He knew. I thrust in wantonly and with urgency. I had to nut as well. I had to seed this newly made fuckhole. With every lusty, wild thrust of my cock, the boy shivered and mewled. And then it happened. Suddenly his four inch quivered like a tuning fork and then shot a geyser of watery spunk a couple of feet in the air before it fell onto his smooth body and puddled. For three, glorious spurts, the tween’s cock shot its first load. Tad recoiled at the site, but the tight clamping of his two sphincter muscles on my fully engorge cock sent me over the line. I bellowed loudly, cursing and grunting as spurt after spurt of my pent-up sperm painted the boy’s fuck chute. “What did you do?” Tad asked in a panic. “You broke my dick!” Andy laughed and put the phone away. “No, Lil Dude. You just shot your first load. You’re a fucking man now! You’re not Lil Dude anymore, you’re just dude. You’re the dude!” He bent down and gently kissed the overwhelmed boy. I was speechless recovering from an immensely pleasurable fuck. Tad shivered and protested when Andy bent down and lapped up the thin sperm. He then kissed me, allowing me to savor Tad’s first load as well. That made me cum again while my softening dick was still up his ass. After I pulled out, I too praised the boy on his first load. By now the reality of it was dawning on the kid. He could make sperms! Tad was so happy to have all that pleasure with two men celebrating his manhood. That’s how it should be, not furtively stumbled upon by an ignorant and therefore scared little boy. Men are naturally equipped to shepherd a boy across the threshold of adulthood. Tad left happy and eager to return on Monday. I called my private investigator and had him check the boy’s family out. Forewarned is forearmed. That weekend I finally got to see Kevin’s new crush, Coltan. My, he was a sexy little piece. The boys were definitely matches in their classic, handsome faces and fit bodies. It was fun watching Colton and Kevin rehearse for Robin Hood, but after dinner, they got down to business. Kevin kissed him and taught him how to French kiss. Before the bewildered lad knew what was what, Kevin had his pants down and was sucking him to his obvious delight. Little Kev was a quick operator! Once a boy has had his dicked sucked, however, there was no way he would want to turn back. Eventually Colton sucked Kev, and then I saw a familiar jar of coked lube. It seemed hardly necessary with a boy dick, but I had to remind myself boy dick to them is like man dick to a man. You still fucking feel it. Still, it was odd watching Kevin hump the boy and dry cumming twice before dismounting. Little boys fucking just seems weird to me, but I guess the alpha genes in the Peterson family cannot be ignored. Andy’s feed was uneventful. He came home around two AM and went to bed. As I was speeding through his video feed from Saturday night, though, the new camera picked up something else. Andy’s room was dark, but the light from the hallway was on, and his bedroom door was open. Across the hallway, you could see the door to the bathroom. It opened, and little Coltan came out wearing just his underwear. He bumped into Andy in the hallway. The jock is stark naked, of course, and Andy hugs Coltan tight pushing the child’s face into his groin. The boy looks up and takes ahold of the jock’s flaccid penis. The adorable little slut looks up in wonder at Andy as the teen’s dick hardens in his hand. The muscular stud picks up the kid supporting his bottom with his arm. He carried the boy into his bedroom and kicked the door closed behind him. By now the teen pedo’s cock was curving upwards in sexual need. Fuck, I though. That sexy bastard was having all the luck that week. Andy took his time with the boy spending a lot of time talking to him in a low voice and deep spit kissing him. Like everyone else, the boy was enamored with the blond jock. The pedo slicked his cock liberally with cocaine lube and then lowered the tyke onto him. The boy faced Andy, so I could not see if he was hard. Andy certainly was, and it was delicious to see that sword slide all the way into the child’s guts. I slowly beat off watching the lewd, intimate kiddie porn. Andy fucked him fully, but he was sweet and sensuous like he was with Kevin. Was it Coltan’s beauty? His inexperience? With Leo and the Disney sluts, Andy fucked hard and rough. That night, though, Andy took it slowly. Who can say why? Every fuck is unique. I noticed the boy had an orgasm from Andy’s fuck. With Kevin, he only came when the boy sucked him. Experience matters, but something tells me Kevin will be following in his brother’s footsteps. The studly Peterson brothers! Thinking of Coltan’s awful mother, Mrs. Jackson, I couldn’t help but chuckle. My home was inappropriate for her son, but the place she approved of housed two brothers, both of whom sodomized her son. The irony was delicious. The next night, Andy joined me in the hot tub for our Sunday evening tub bakes. We smoked the ganja and talked. He told me about Coltan and didn’t exaggerate the details. Kevin found out about Andy fucking Colton and thought it was cool. My hidden cam caught the little boys recreating their sword fight from the play using their miniature swords between their legs. So adorable! And then Mrs. Jackson came to pick up her well protected darling. Ha ha ha. “My biggest problem is Chase. I just can’t talk to him anymore. Forget telling him about everything that went down in Florida! He is such a homophobe. You know he turned eighteen, and now he’s a multimillionaire. He’s throwing himself this huge birthday party in a couple of weeks. Chase has always been smug, but now he is so full of himself,” Andy complained. “You keep the pedo stuff secret, why not your gay side hidden too?” I asked taking a hit. “I shouldn’t have to keep it secret. I am going to come out as bisexual on social media. I already tried it out on my new girlfriend from Sweden named Inga. She is so hot. I told her I was bisexual, and she thought it was sexy. Chase will sneer, though. We used to tell each other everything, but now I am editing myself. Sometimes I feel bad I am lying to him.” “That’s a big step. Have you thought of your college football career? Or the pros?” I asked. “There are a few openly gay players in college ball. Besides, I am bi not completely gay.” “You know,” I said. “Chase hasn’t been completely honest with you. He’s fucked people and not told you.” Andy looked right at me. “Who?” “Your brother. Apparently, Kevin didn’t like it, and when Chase called him a faggot, Kevin exploded in one of his famous rages.” Andy laughed and then looked stern again. “That fucker. The last fight we had was in eighth grade. I think we’re overdue,” he said fiercely. The next work week was glorious because I had an eager young slut to train and use every day. Andy took his share too, and by Wednesday the little whore had Morgan, Lance, and Zion as well. What a lucky little boy! What straight seventh grader wouldn’t want five Playboy playmates to fuck around with? Well, this gay boy had five handsome muscle studs! On Friday, he discovered the glory hole in the back bathroom and added two anonymous cocks to his growing list. What a great way for a boy to embrace his manhood. Cynthia visited her boyfriend that weekend, and I got my boyfriend back. I took Kevin to the Burger Barn and then a new Jurassic movie. We were so horny for each other, I fucked him in the backseat of my car while we were still in the parking lot. Kevin wanted a big fuck party on Saturday night (what pedo wouldn’t love this oversexed kid?), and I set out the premeasured cocaine and bottles of poppers. We were going for Roman style orgy! The guest list was exclusive. Leo arrived with his now calm brother, Brick. The hulk was visibly excited when he saw Kevin naked save for a pair of Superman undies. Andy arrived with Tad, and Kevin eyed him with interest and lust. Andy’s father was a huge football fan and was honored that Andy deigned to pick the boy up for a sleepover with Kevin. But the biggest surprise was when Chase entered the house. The newly rich and very handsome jock sported a black eye — you can guess where that came from. His guest, however, was none other than Coltan Jackson! Kevin squealed and ran over to him. “How in the world did you get Coltan away from his awful mother?” I asked Chase later. “Andy told me Kevin and Coltan were fucking. Funny thing is, I know Coltan’s mother. My mom thought she was a social climbing nuisance. She is always sucking up to her,” Chase said. “So, I used my best Worthington voice and pretended to be my father. I told her I was hosting a sleepover for a young cousin who was visiting from Lichtenstein, and I made a list of local boys who were well bred and around the same age. The cunt creamed when she heard that. She offered to drop him off, but I insisted on sending the Bentley. It was really too easy. Coltan’s a cutie, and I want to fuck him. Mostly, though, I did it for Kevin to make up for our first time together.” The evening was nothing short of epic. At thirty five, I was the oldest by far. The three other pedophiles — Andy, Chase, and Brick were still teenagers. The boys — Leo, Kevin, Tad, and Coltan were hairless, experienced, and eager. Throw in a considered dosage of party drugs, and a fine time was had by all. Living the pedo life was never better. AUTHOR’S NOTE: I intend to end this story after the next chapter. In that chapter, we will speed forward six years and see how things turned out. No worries, though, because there will be plenty of flashbacks and boys for fucking. The arc of the story feels like it has reached the end. If you want it to continue, please let me know and why it should go on. Thank you for your devotion to this series. I love hearing from you. OTHER STORIES BY THIS AUTHOR: Entrepreneur in Adult/youth section

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