How to Create a Fuckboy

When I walked into my new bedroom, there he was squatting naked on the floor, sucking his thumb and hugging his teddy bear. He really was fuckin cute. "Did you go peepee after supper, Kid?"

"No Sir."

"Why not, Kid?"

"I dint know if I was lowd to Sir."

I hadn't counted on that answer. This was perfect. "Very good, Kid. You learn fast. From now on you can't piss without my permission. Now, come with me." He stood up and dropped his teddy on the bed. "No, pick up the doll and bring it with you." I put out my hand and he reluctantly held it in one hand and his bear in the other and walked bare assed to the bathroom.

"Can I please go peepee now, Sir?"

"First drop the doll into the toilet." He looked up at me terrified. His precious Teddy. His comfort. How could he betray this good friend? I raised my arm. He dropped the bear into the bowl. "That's right, Kid. Now, wait until Uncle unzips and we will piss together." I took my time. I wanted him to study my manmeat. He put one foot on top of the other. His bladder must have been bursting. "OK, Kid, now piss." Together we showered poor Teddy with urine. Tom was trying to be brave, but his eyes were wet. He hated to see animals abused like that. I shook off the last few drops, then bent down and shook Tom's dick for good measure. "Now push Uncle's weewee back in his pants like a good boy." Shit, his tiny little fingers felt so good I almost sprung a boner before he pushed it in. I told him to zip me up. I wanted him to become very intimate with my cock.

"Now, Kid. Pull the doll out of the toilet." Gingerly, with two fingers he lifted the drowning bear out of the water. "Smell it, Kid." Tom wrinkled up his nose. "How does it smell, Kid?"

"It stinks, Sir."

"That's right. And we're going to get rid of the stinking doll. Throw it in the garbage." I swear he almost kissed it, but he couldn't bring himself to do that. He dropped it into the waste basket. "You're not a little baby. You don't play with dolls any more. I'm going to give you new toys to play with. Better toys. Now take my hand."

Back in my room, I kicked off my shoes and told Tom to undo my belt. I removed it and held it threateningly in front of his eyes. I told him to unzip me again. My trousers fell and I stepped out of them. I took my own shirt off. I sat on the edge of the bed in my undies and held the belt. I told him to take off my socks and sniff them real good. Then I told him to kneel between my legs at the edge of the bed. I grabbed his head and pushed it into my package. "Lick it, Kid." He began licking my Hanes and my cock took instant notice. It had gone a long time without attention and it relished this tongue bath. Between my precum and the kid's spit, my underpants were soon saturated in front. I lifted his head up to look.

"What do you see, Kid?"

"I see your cock in your undies, Sir."

"What does it look like, Kid?"

"Big, Sir." He sure as Hell never saw a cock like that before.

"Do you like it, Kid?" No answer. Shit, he didn't know what to say. I had to prompt him.

"Say, 'I love your big cock, Sir.'"

"I love your big cock, Sir."

I told him to take off my underwear. I lifted my ass up so he could slide them off. Then he resumed his submissive posture. "What do you love, Kid?"

"I love your big cock, Sir."

"Do you love it more than that doll?"

"Yes, Sir," he lied. He knew what I wanted to hear.

"Good boy. Then I will let you lick it again." Very tentatively, he stuck out his tongue and made contact with the moist flesh of my shaft. "Lick the head, Kid. The juicy slit. Yeah, that's the way. Ain't that nice?"

"Yes Sir." He answered me only as an excuse to stop licking.

"Well, then don't stop, Kid. Lick away. Yeah, you are a fast learner, Kid." Maybe he thought he could lick it dry but the more he licked, the more succulent my cock became. Nothing stimulates a man's juices like an eight-year old's active tongue. "Hold my balls, Kid. Yeah, that's it. Pet them like you used to pet your doll. Isn't that fun? I told you I'd give you better toys to play with." He wasn't buying any of my banter, but he kept looking at the belt in my hand and knew he had to do what I said. "Now, open your mouth, Kid. Uncle wants to give you a real treat for being such a good little boy." I stuck my cockhead into his open lips. "Now, suck on it, Kid. Suck it like you suck your thumb." In case he had any thoughts of abandoning my cock now, I took his sweet head between my hands, and started fucking his face. I pushed it in and out, each thrust going slightly further. I watched him for gagging and knew just when to momentarily hold back before pushing in again. Tom stared up at me with those plaintive eyes, silently pleading for me to stop, mentally praying for the nightmare to end. But we'd gone way past the point of no return. I felt my nuts knot up, my legs stiffen, and my guts churn. "Get ready for your big prize, Kid!" Then I let him have it. His eyes widened bewildered, for he had no idea why his mouth was filling with warm cream. He let a little dribble out, but my cock plugged his mouth pretty tight. He had no other option than to take a gulp and swallow my manjuice. It took four shots before my cock could relax. Four huge shots.

I waited about a minute and then pulled out. Tom collapsed on the rug, coughing and hacking and spitting. "Don't worry, Kid, you'll get the hang of it. You'll have lots of practice. Believe me." I lay down, quite content. "You don't gotta lie on the floor, Kid. Get up here on the bed with your Uncle." I waited. Too long. "I said, get up here on the bed!" I waited. Still nothing. I turned on my side, grabbed his left arm and yanked him up beside me. "When I tell you to get on the bed, what do you do?"

"Get on the bed," he burbled, his mouth still foamy.

"Here, I thought you were learning so nicely, and then you pull a stunt like that. I think you need to be punished. Don't you think you need to be punished?"

"Yes Sir."

"Yes. Now turn over face down on the bed." He turned submissively. I got on my knees, took the belt and swatted his butt. I don't think it was all that hard, but it sure as Hell gave him a start. "Do you need more?"

"No Sir," he whimpered.

"Did you learn your lesson?"

"Yes Sir."

"Good." I showed him I was putting the belt down. I looked at the long red welt on his ass. It was so fuckin adorable. I petted it and he jerked. I rubbed it and felt the warmth. I reached over to the bedside table and grabbed my tube of KY. "Here, this will make it feel better." I put a dollop in my palm and began rubbing his ass. "Does that feel better?"

"Y-y-yes Sir."

I kept rubbing his butt. Gradually I moved my pinky over to his anus, and began massaging his pink rose bud. Before he realized it, I'd pushed past his sphincter and was finger fucking him. He started grunting and squirming but there was no way he could escape.

The kid was totally exhausted. He'd had quite a traumatic day. He soon fell asleep impaled on my finger.

I woke up in the wee hours and found myself alone in the bed. I assumed it was the kid's weewee hour. I guess in his sleepiness, he forgot to ask for permission. I thought about belting him again, but decided it best to let it slide. Now that I finally had a decent bed, I didn't need him waking me up every night to go peepee. And I sure as Hell didn't want him wetting the bed! When he didn't return after a while, I traipsed down the hall and found him asleep standing in front of the bowl. Since I was there anyway, I used the opportunity to piss. He opened his eyes briefly and looked up at me but showed no expression. I glanced over at the mirror and saw a naked man standing beside a naked boy just as God intended, before He screwed everything up by creating Eve.

"Come on, Kid, back to bed." I turned him toward the door and followed his bouncy ass down the hall. At the end he turned by habit to go into Vera's room. "Hey, Kid, remember? That's your old room. You sleep in my room now." He turned, headed for my bed and lay down without waking up. I looked down at him sucking his little thumb. I moved him halfway down the bed, lay down on my side and replaced the thumb with my cock. He kept right on sucking and I fell asleep, perfectly content.

I woke up early but for the first time since I moved in, I didn't feel tired. I felt refreshed. I heard Vera in the kitchenette making breakfast.

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