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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
19
Views:
10,166
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Recommended:
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This is a work of fiction about oral & anal sex between men and boys, aged 6-15. The characters, locations & incidents are fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coinci
Chapter 18 - Better than my dildo
©2009 Herb Cat. Do not reproduce or distribute this story without the author's permission.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.
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Chapter 18 - Better than my dildo
They come back to the bed where George sits with Hermie kneeling in front of him, giving him an expert blow job. He's had lots of practice and George is soon sporting a glorious old hardon, a good seven inches from its hairy balls to its purple head. As Hermie pulls off smiling, an arc of clear precum still links his lips to the slit.
"Are you ready, George?"
"Yes, my Boy. Are you ready?"
"Uh huh. Hehehe. What do I do now?"
"You just let Old George take care of everything, my Boy."
"OK. Hehehe."
George stands up, picks the seven-year old up and puts him on the bed. The boy is lying down with his legs hanging over the edge. George picks up his ankles and bends him in half. "Hold your knees, Hermie." Over the years, we've learned this is the best position for a small boy's first fuck.
"OK. Hehehe." For some of the voyeurs, this is the first view they've had of the Mexican's lovely brown rosebud. "Don't forget the lube, George."
"I'm way ahead of you, my Boy." He is already spreading KY on his fingers and begins massaging the target. "Have you been fingering yourself, Hermie."
"Si, hehehe. And I been using my grande dildo like Señor Comley taught me." When he's nervous, Hermie seems to revert back to Spanglish.
"Good boy. Then I know you are ready for George's old cock."
"Don't forget the condom, George."
"Don't worry, my Boy. I've got it right here. I won't get you pregnant." Hermie giggles again. "I don't want to make that mistake again." I look at Comley. He shrugs. Apparently, George has some secret skeletons hiding in his closet. Hermie looks between his legs and watches George don the rubber.
The kid repeats, "Are you ready now, George?"
"Yes, my Boy. Are you ready?"
"Uh huh." There is no giggling this time.
George leans forward until his cock presses on the rosebud. He smiles at Hermie and continues the pressure. I can see Hermie trying to figure out what to do next. Trying to apply what he knows about fingers and dildos to this new invasion. He gives a quiet grunt, and we watch George's cockhead disappear. "Excellent, my Boy. You let me in."
"I did?" Hermie's eyes widen as he feels a big cock beginning its travel up his boycunt.
"Yes, Hermie. Now just relax." George waits for the love muscle to get used to his thickness. The man knows what he is doing. He will not hurt the child. After a minute (which for us watching in agonizingly long), George can move a little further in. "Are you all right, my Boy?"
"Si, Señor. You're better than my dildo."
"When you use your dildo, do you push it in and out?"
"Si, Señor. That's what Señor Comley taught me to do."
"So, you go like this?" George begins his thrusts.
"Si, Señor. I like that."
That's all the encouragement George needs. He begins ramming the seven-year old ass, even though he only enters a few inches. The boy is grunting loudly, but smiling. He pisses himself but doesn't seem to notice because he is exhilarated by the experience. Suddenly, George stops and freezes. Hermie knows what's going to happen and waits. George yells a long Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa! We can see his cock pumping out its seed into the boy's cunt. I'm also starting to spout. Not wishing to mess up Comley's office, I try to catch it in my bathrobe. Tito comes to my rescue and wraps his mouth around my geyser.
I look back at the screen, just as George is pulling out. He holds the filled condom up and lets it dribble on to his little lover's belly. The white cream sparkles against the cocoa skin.
Hermie giggles and cricks his neck. "Can I see it, George?"
"Sure, my Boy." George grabs his hand mirror off the dresser and holds it so the boy can examine his gaping hole. "See, no blood. Isn't it beautiful?"
"Hehehe." The boy is giggling again.
"I hope I didn't hurt you, my Boy."
"It didn't hurt none at all, Señor George. It felt fuckin bueno. Can we do it again?"
"Sure, my Boy. You just give Old George a few minutes, and he'll be ready to do it all again."
"Super Bueno!"
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.
.oOo.
Chapter 18 - Better than my dildo
They come back to the bed where George sits with Hermie kneeling in front of him, giving him an expert blow job. He's had lots of practice and George is soon sporting a glorious old hardon, a good seven inches from its hairy balls to its purple head. As Hermie pulls off smiling, an arc of clear precum still links his lips to the slit.
"Are you ready, George?"
"Yes, my Boy. Are you ready?"
"Uh huh. Hehehe. What do I do now?"
"You just let Old George take care of everything, my Boy."
"OK. Hehehe."
George stands up, picks the seven-year old up and puts him on the bed. The boy is lying down with his legs hanging over the edge. George picks up his ankles and bends him in half. "Hold your knees, Hermie." Over the years, we've learned this is the best position for a small boy's first fuck.
"OK. Hehehe." For some of the voyeurs, this is the first view they've had of the Mexican's lovely brown rosebud. "Don't forget the lube, George."
"I'm way ahead of you, my Boy." He is already spreading KY on his fingers and begins massaging the target. "Have you been fingering yourself, Hermie."
"Si, hehehe. And I been using my grande dildo like Señor Comley taught me." When he's nervous, Hermie seems to revert back to Spanglish.
"Good boy. Then I know you are ready for George's old cock."
"Don't forget the condom, George."
"Don't worry, my Boy. I've got it right here. I won't get you pregnant." Hermie giggles again. "I don't want to make that mistake again." I look at Comley. He shrugs. Apparently, George has some secret skeletons hiding in his closet. Hermie looks between his legs and watches George don the rubber.
The kid repeats, "Are you ready now, George?"
"Yes, my Boy. Are you ready?"
"Uh huh." There is no giggling this time.
George leans forward until his cock presses on the rosebud. He smiles at Hermie and continues the pressure. I can see Hermie trying to figure out what to do next. Trying to apply what he knows about fingers and dildos to this new invasion. He gives a quiet grunt, and we watch George's cockhead disappear. "Excellent, my Boy. You let me in."
"I did?" Hermie's eyes widen as he feels a big cock beginning its travel up his boycunt.
"Yes, Hermie. Now just relax." George waits for the love muscle to get used to his thickness. The man knows what he is doing. He will not hurt the child. After a minute (which for us watching in agonizingly long), George can move a little further in. "Are you all right, my Boy?"
"Si, Señor. You're better than my dildo."
"When you use your dildo, do you push it in and out?"
"Si, Señor. That's what Señor Comley taught me to do."
"So, you go like this?" George begins his thrusts.
"Si, Señor. I like that."
That's all the encouragement George needs. He begins ramming the seven-year old ass, even though he only enters a few inches. The boy is grunting loudly, but smiling. He pisses himself but doesn't seem to notice because he is exhilarated by the experience. Suddenly, George stops and freezes. Hermie knows what's going to happen and waits. George yells a long Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa! We can see his cock pumping out its seed into the boy's cunt. I'm also starting to spout. Not wishing to mess up Comley's office, I try to catch it in my bathrobe. Tito comes to my rescue and wraps his mouth around my geyser.
I look back at the screen, just as George is pulling out. He holds the filled condom up and lets it dribble on to his little lover's belly. The white cream sparkles against the cocoa skin.
Hermie giggles and cricks his neck. "Can I see it, George?"
"Sure, my Boy." George grabs his hand mirror off the dresser and holds it so the boy can examine his gaping hole. "See, no blood. Isn't it beautiful?"
"Hehehe." The boy is giggling again.
"I hope I didn't hurt you, my Boy."
"It didn't hurt none at all, Señor George. It felt fuckin bueno. Can we do it again?"
"Sure, my Boy. You just give Old George a few minutes, and he'll be ready to do it all again."
"Super Bueno!"
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.