Stavaros and the Boy

“How much longer do I have to wait?” The little boy whore whined.

Stavros groaned in pleasure as the precum leaking from the tip of his cockhead made it easy to slid his dick against the boy’s small little cock. Even if it was wrong, and he could go to jail for this, how could he deny himself something that felt so right? The little boy most definitely was not complaining. In fact, it was the kid that encouraged the entire thing.

When he pulled away from the boy in order to grab the Vaseline from the nightstand the boy whined and tried to trap him with in a cage of scrawny arms and legs. When the boy’s legs wrapped around his waist he nearly busted a nut right then and there, but he forced himself to calm down and go slow. He had to be careful. If he injured the kid it would almost certainly lead to a prison sentence.

“Calm your little ass down,” Stavros ordered as he flipped the boy over onto his stomach. The boy giggled and mumbled something but Stavros was too far gone with lust to make out what the kid was saying. It was most likely just another plea to be fucked or something of that nature.

Covering his finger in Vaseline, Stavros licked his lips as he parted the boy’s perky little ass cheeks with one hand, while slowly spreading the Vaseline around the outside of the boy’s little hole. The kid squirmed, moaned, and giggled; his hips rocking back and forth as he waited in anticipation of what he knew would be a good fuck. Before bringing him to this seedy little hotel room, Stavros had been sure to give the boy a generous view of what he had to offer. Hung like a horse, and thick as a pipe, Stavros knew he was more than equipped to give the little whore what he wanted.

“Come on. Put it in me,” the boy whined as he wiggled his hips again.

Never one to take orders, Stavros slid the tip of his finger into the boy, then paused. After a few minutes passed he slowly inserted the rest of his finger, delighting in the sexy moans coming from the boy’s lips. Unlike all those other perverts that the boy was probably used to, Stavros was a gentle lover. He wanted his partners to experience just as much pleasure as he did. Especially when said partner was a cute little boy like this.

“Stop being a bad little boy,” Stavros chided as he began to slowly finger fuck the boy. When he was sure the boy was able to take it he slid another finger inside. He circled his fingers around inside the boy’s anus then pressed further inside of the child as he searched for the little boy’s sweet spot. The minute his fingers rubbed against the boy’s prostate the little boy cried out and his body jerked and shuddered as he experienced his first dry orgasm.

It was a beautiful sight to behold. A rosy pink flush now covered the boy’s entire body. He looked like a child with a fever, but Stavros knew better. He bent his head down so he could better hear the soft airy panting sounds that the boy made as he slowly came down from his orgasm induced high.

“See? I only want to make my little boy feel good” Stavros said as he pulled his fingers out and rolled the boy over onto his back.

The boy lay on the bed recuperating as Stavros climbed off to remove his clothing. First his pants, and then the boxer shorts that he wore underneath; he kept his shirt on because he never got completely undressed when fucking. When he was undressed he returned to the bed, allowing the child to get an eyeful of his body. Stavros knew that he was an attractive man, found attractive by both men and women. It was only natural. He was tall, with a lean muscular body, the kind that models were famous for. Combined with sandy blond hair, blue eyes, and a charming smile, he was the full package. Being hung like a horse helped too.

“How do you want it?” Stavros asked as he gently caressed the side of the boy’s face.

The boy was quiet as he thought about, his eyes fixated on all nine inches of Stavros’ glorious length. Stavros watched as the boy licked his lips and grinned, knowing that the child was probably imaging how it would feel to have something that big inside of him.

“I-I don’t know,” the boy said. The sex kitten was gone, replaced by a demure shy little boy. Stavros found that more attractive than the boy’s previous act. He liked his little boys to be innocent. “It isn’t going to hurt is it?”

Unable to lie, Stavros leaned down and kissed the boy’s lips softly. “It will only hurt for a few minutes. I promise I’ll go really slow, okay?”

The little boy nodded, and allowed himself to be turned back over onto his stomach. Stavros gripped the boy’s hips lightly and pulled him up onto his hands and knees. With that cute little ass presented before him like a Thanksgiving turkey, Stavros gave into his base urges and leaned down to give it a gentle little lick. Obviously the boy had not been expecting that because his entire body jerked forward and he cried out in pleasure. Stavros chuckled and ignored the taste of Vaseline on his lips and tongue as he continued to lick and suck the boy’s hole.

“A tasty little treat,” Stavros mumbled as he buried his face between the boy’s cute little cheeks.

With his hands spreading the boy’s cheeks as far apart as physically possible, even to the point of causing a little pain, he continued to eat the little boy out. Every time the little boy twitched he attacked with more fervor until soon the little boy was screaming and crying in pleasure. It became obvious to Stavros that no one had ever done this to the boy before.

When the boy came for a second time Stavros switched his focus of attack and instead began to suck on the boy’s little penis. The boy’s cock was small enough that he could swallow the entire thing and as he sucked he toyed with the boy’s hairless balls. He held them in the palm of his hand, squeezing and caressing them gently as he tried in vain to draw out milk from the boy’s tender loins. Maybe in a couple of years the boy would be able to produce the sweet “milk” that Stavros wanted, but for now he would have to make do with the taste of the boy’s skin and the scent of baby powder.

It seemed like hours passed as Stavros alternated between eating out the boy’s asshole and playing with his tiny cock. When he grew tired of that he began to suck on the boy’s balls, enjoying the way the boy twitched and screamed with every passing moment. The boy was so far gone with pleasure that he could no longer speak properly. He mumbled and stuttered out nonsensical words and phrases, while begging with his body for more of the pleasure that Stavros was giving him.

But soon that came to an end. Now that the boy had received his pleasure, Stavros wanted to feel some of that pleasure returned. It only seemed right that he should be allowed to take as much from the boy as he gave. That was how fair and kind lovers did things. Even though the boy was at the point of exhaustion he still flipped him over onto his stomach. His cock twitched as he coated it with a liberal amount of Vaseline. The little boy was beginning to fall asleep, but Stavros knew he would not stay that way for long.

“Try to relax, okay baby?” Stavros said in warning as he pressed the head of his cock against the boy’s hole.

He wriggled and pushed the head of his cock against the boy’s well sucked hole and watched as it disappeared inside of the boy’s body with a soft audible pop. The warm vise-like grip of the boy’s inner walls threatened to be his undoing as he pushed in inch by inch. Beneath him, the boy moaned in pain as he was stretched to his limits. Stavros tried his best to comfort the poor thing but there was not much he could do beside tell him to relax. It was not his fault that his dick was so huge.

“Come on, wiggle your hips a little” Stavros said as he pulled the boy’s cheeks apart.

He surged forward, forcing his cock into the boy as the poor little thing squealed and wailed. It could not be helped, Stavros told himself as he continued to push forward.

“H-How much more?” The little boy asked weakly.

“Just a few more inches baby,” Stavros answered.

Stavros sighed softly as his balls slapped up against the boy’s rear. The little boy sobbed as he tried to adjust to the huge length inside of him. It felt like he needed to go to the bathroom. It was an uncomfortable feeling but it was too late to do anything about it now. When Stavros began to move he began to cry and buried his face against the pillow as he gripped the sheets so tightly that they might rip. It felt so good, but at the same time hurt too.

“I can feel it in my tummy,” the boy said, his pretty blond hair now soaked with sweat and sticking to his scalp.

Stavros grinned and began to gently fuck the boy. Each time his balls slapped against the boy’s rear he would cry out. Soon, he began to grow out of control. It felt so good to fuck the boy quickly and feel his balls hammer against the boy’s ass. It was only too bad that there was not a pretty little boy around to join in on the fun. Stavros found it fun to have his balls slapped while fucking a cute little boy.

“Oh, I’m almost there,” Stavros moaned as he began to move faster into the boy.

Soon the entire bed was shaking as Stavros pounded in and out of the boy. The little boy groaned with each thrust, feeling the man’s cock deep in his bowels. After this he knew he would not be able to stand up straight for a while. He probably would not be able to sit properly either.

When Stavros cried out again that he was close the boy tightened up his inner wall like he had been taught to do. It made it a little painful, but from the way Stavros began to cry out, he knew that it was pleasurable for the man. As long as he made Stavros happy then he did not mind a little pain. After all, Stavros had made him feel good before taking him. Most men just flipped him over and used him with no consideration for his feelings.

“Fuck me harder!” The little boy said, thrusting back to meet the man’s thrust.

This was the first time he had ever been fucked so good. Stavros’s cock moved in and out of him, forcing him to feel pleasure he had never felt before as it went in deeper than any other man. Every time he thrust in Stavros would grip the boy’s stomach tightly, as if he were trying to feel for his cock. Stavros groaned as he fell on the boy with all his weight, forcing the boy to fall forward on the bed. He then began to hump him like an animal, not pulling his cock out once as he felt his balls tighten and the cum spew from his cockhead to paint the boy’s inner walls.

The little boy tightened around him, keeping him balls deep until every little bit of cum was forced from the man’s ball sack and into his small quivering body. When the man spurted one final time the little boy released him and whimpered as the man’s big dick flopped out of him with a copious amount of cum leaking out onto the mattress.

“God that felt good,” Stavros mumbled as he reached beneath himself to try and force his limp fat dick into the boy. After a few failed attempts he stopped and simply lay there. “When I wake back up I’ll have to give you another go. This time I’m gonna make you swallow this big dick.”

Stavros then rolled off of the boy and laid on his back. Before falling asleep he fished out a twenty from his pants and set it on the drawer, just in case the boy left while he was asleep. But as he looked over at the beautiful boy basking in his afterglow, Stavros had a feeling that the kid was not going anywhere.


The End.