I had knocked on Kent's condominium door a week later. It was the beginning of our weekly get together. We befriended each other through an ad on Craig's List. He was boldly searching out for like minded men into pervy taboo stuff without saying men who want to fuck boys. When I read the ad I knew what he meant and answered it. I was a afraid of letting someone know my most private secret and didn't trust him yet.. My mother always used to say "birds of a feather flock together," so I took her advice. Kent told me some of his success stories of his boy conquests and I was ashamed to say I had none. Not only was my intention to find a friend who shared the same perverted sexual desires but hopefully to open a door to the world I desperately needed to join.

"Oh, hey Brent," Kent said after opening his condominium door. "I see you brought your laptop"

"Ya, and it makes me nervous just carrying it out of my place," stepping into the entry way and closing the door. It felt better to be behind the door knowing what I had on the laptop.

"Come to the living room so we can get comfortable." Kent led the way down the hallway to a brightly lit room with the curtains already drawn shut. "Did you care for a drink?"

"A beer if you have it!"

Kent retrieved two bottles from the refrigerator and handed me one of them.

"After last week and the story I told you I bet you got so fucking horny you probably molested the newspaper boy by now." Kent joked.

"No, but I seriously thought about the cute skater boy that lives around the corner from me. I just can't think of a way to get into his pants let alone talk to the kid." hanging my head in shame.

"Don't worry about it. There are safer ways to get into a boys pants."

"If there is I really need to know how." I looked right at Kent with a pleading desire for instruction.

Kent began to remove his clothes and taking the hint so did I. Moments later he and I were nude and sitting about his living room. Neither one of us cared too much for other men's bodies but we both liked being nude and stroking our own cocks while talking about boys that we have seen or fucked. We were just two pedo pervs sharing an interest.

Kent had one hand on his beer and the other on his hard dong. His nuts were resting on the couch cushion. "You brought your laptop, are you going to take notes?" He laughed.

"I may not be able to remember a round of drinks but I certainly can remember facts about boys." I removed the laptop from the carrying bag and moved to the couch to sit next to Kent. Both of us were naked. My balls were shaved and they didn't rest on the couch like Kent's.

"Kent looked down between my legs and commented. "I really can't get over how much your balls look so much like a twelve year olds. They are certainly larger but they sit in such a nice tight sack and look so hot shaved."

"When I jack-off, which is almost daily, I stroke my own nuts and imagine that I am fondling a twelve year old."

After logging into my laptop I started up the TruCrypt encryption program to unlock a hidden partition on my hard drive. From there I showed Kent a few of my favorite pictures.

"Ooh, a show and tell. I will have to get my pix as well"

I had nearly 30 gigabytes of pictures, videos and stories of men and boys. Some of my least favorite were boys being naughty together.

"Do you like any of these?" I asked Kent.

"They all look so delicious. Let's see some more."

I noticed a pattern during the slideshow. Kent paused the slideshow when an angry man dick was shoved up some young innocent "first timer."

"Those are my favorite too." I confessed.

"When I see that pedo's dick working its way into a fresh boy, you have to admire his work."

"Take a look at some of my favorites then. His name is Misha. Watch how he takes control and sits on the guys dick. Misha is sporting wood as well."

"Someone trained him right!" Kent now stroking his dick harder.

"I know you like em a little younger especially after you telling me about that two year old. Take a look at the Nephew series...."

Kent didn't even have to look at it. "I have that one. But I think I may be missing a few of the pictures based on how they are named."

For the next hour we both sat with our laptops open and traded pictures of preteen boys being molested by men. We both traded our missing pictures to complete our collections.

It was the videos that truly got both of us horny as hell. The one kid couldn't have been more than seven was doggie style on a bed eagerly moving backward on an eight inch cock. The boy wiggled his little butt trying to get a slightly curved dick into his pedo pleasing pussy. The sad truth was the man couldn't keep a rock solid hard-on and it kept bending.

"If that were me," pointing to the screen, "my dick would be so fucking hard it would drive straight into the kid."

Kent explained, "He probably gets to fuck the kid every night. Maybe he is bored or the boy is too old for him now."

"Now that would be a problem I would love to have." I exclaimed.

"Watch how the boy sucks dick... He really loves it."

The screen glowed with a close-up of the boys cute face as the mans hard dick was in the boys mouth. The seven year old was actually deep throating the man. When the dick slipped from the boys mouth you could see a drop of juice pearl at the piss hole. The boy looked up to the man's face and then looked back down to the drop and put his lips to it, pulling away. A clear strand of ball lubricant stretched from the end of the man's dick to the bottom lip of the boy. Playfully, the young boy tried multiple times to see how far the clear stand would stretch before breaking. He then simply lapped up the dripping cock and swallowed it as if it were honey from the pot.

"This kid was trained from an early age. I can tell because he was able to deep throat an eight inch dick," Kent said. "That takes some time."

"It's so hot watching his small nose pressed into the man's harry bush. The boy is owned."

We both were stroking our cocks thinking about fucking that boy.

"Here is another short video. It's called Ass-Cum-Drip."

I launched another of my favorite. It appeared to be a five year naked boy sitting on a man's lap, slightly reclined against the mans chest. The boy's hand reached behind himself and gripped the man's hard dong. He was attempting to position it at his little butt hole. He was having trouble so the man helped by repositioning the kid by spreading the child's legs and taking hold of his own dick. The man quickly slipped the large head into the slippery hole. The boy again reached for the man's dick and tried to pull on it forcing more into himself.

"Clearly the boy has been fucked before and loves it too."

The man pumped into the kid and quickly came. After, he lifted the boy off his long dick by holding underneath the boys thighs. Whomever was filming had a close up of the gapping boy pussy and recorded the thick semen running out of the well fucked boy hole.

"It's fucking hot watching that pedo milk flow from the boy's ass but if it were me I would force the boy to hold it inside him and send him off to school. I would smile all day long knowing that at least one boy was running around the playground with a butt load of my seed." I was stroking my dick harder while thinking about his jean covered butt skipping and running as part of me lubed his insides. "None of the others, especially the teachers would know that this cute little kid was bent in half being thoroughly molested just before kindergarten class."

"That's because you are such a perv." Kent smacked my bare leg as he got up to get more beers.

Kent was talking to me from the kitchen, "You had some great kiddy porn. I guess I can say you're not a cop."

I started to laugh. "If you don't know by now I don't know what would convince you."

Kent returned to the living room. "There is a way and you can prove it tonight."

"What? You and I get into a van and kidnap some unsuspecting boy off the street?" Kind of jokingly.

"Come with me."

Kent closed the laptop and placed it on the table. We both walked down the hallway and entered his bedroom. It was dark so I couldn't fully see but slowly my eyes adjusted and discovered a sleeping child in his bed.

"Do you remember the story of the two year old?"

"Hard to forget. I jacked off to it here when you were telling it and at home every night since."

"That's him." Kent pointed to the bed. "He just turned eleven and he still loves dick."

I can't tell in the dark but he looks cute.

Kent turned on the light so we could see the naked boy sleeping on top of the covers. He was very cute sleeping on his back with one leg open. For the first time in my adult pedo life I was able to actually see a boy's immature dick and balls. I kept staring while Kent watched my reaction.

"I spoke to a friend of mine and borrowed his boy for the evening. About an hour before you got here I fucked him pretty hard."

"This friend of yours... how did you get to know him?" I inquired.

"First things first. I will tell you about my friend after."

"Are you saying I get to fuck him?" I said with much excitement.

Kent smiled. "You have to prove to me you are not a cop. A cop wouldn't molest this kids ass, now would he?"

"No, but I would!" I quickly added.

"Good." Kent walked over to the bed and lightly touched the boys smooth flat chest, waking the young kid. Kent apologized to the boy for waking him up.

Kent explained the situation to the boy and finally the after wiping sleep from his own eyes young Max got off the bed and took my hand. The child led me to the edge of the bed and had me sit down. Without skipping a beat he immediately knelt between my legs and slurped on the end of my already solid dick. Kent turned and left the room.

It was the newest and best feeling I have ever experienced. Watching this cute eleven year old boy servicing my pedo dick almost brought me to climax soon after the child started. His experienced mouth worked the length of my dick and rolled my balls while licking them clean.

Max spoke for the fist time, "You shave your balls. They feel nice."

"Do you like hairless balls?" I asked.

"Mmmmmm." Max moaned as his red lips were wrapped around my shaft and my dick head at the entrance to his throat.

Max spit out my aching dick to say, "I love hairless cocks. But my father said I can only suck other boys when I am eighteen. Something about 'boys are for men'."

"Boy on boy sex can be fun but Man on boy sex is so much better. You will love the size and age difference when you fuck."

Max began to lick under my balls and I could feel his soft tongue glide up and over my smooth ball sack.

I continued, "it's also a power thing. Men like to force themselves onto the boy. You're in control right now but not for long."

Kent re-entered the bedroom and held a video camera. He was recording me being serviced by the boy. I ignored Kent and the camera. At this point I didn't care if he was filming me for blackmail or not.

My wet cock was hard and saliva dripped from my smooth ball sack. The boy was experienced and I wanted it all. It felt wonderful when my cock was deep inside the boys throat but I really wanted it up his ass. It is the only way for a man to own a boy.

I grabbed the kids ears and pulled the boy off my dick. Max looked at me and must have seen the wild animal in me because that was how I felt. All the built-up sexual frustration I experienced my whole life brought me to this moment. Without a doubt tonight I was going to become a true pedophile by molesting my first boy. Realizing the milestone I greedily pushed Max backward onto the bed and immediately jumped on him. Our naked bodies touched as my lips found his and kissed a young boy for the first time. The boy beneath me kiss back with his eyes closed. I moved my lips to his neck. I could smell the child's sexuality, He was in heat and so was I. He was too old to smell of cookies and milk. It was more like baseball leather and bike chain grease. Max hadn't reached puberty but that didn't stop his small three inch dick from poking me. I licked down his chest and found two perfectly formed nipples. At first I sucked and licked them with desire but after I began to lightly chew them Max hit the roof and began to swear.

"Fuck that feels good!" Max wrapped his thin legs around me trying to hump into my chest.

I was reminded that Kent was still in the room when he said, "I forgot to tell you. Max likes it a little rough. He likes to be dominated by men."

"It's probably because you raped his little ass when he was two." I said to Kent. "Thank you!"

A trail of my saliva ran from his chest to his belly button. I enjoyed licking him everywhere but finally I reached his hairless groin.

The eleven year old tasted wonderful. His smooth taut skin felt so sexy as I licked between his leg and nutsack. I stuck my whole face into that crevice and with both hands closed his legs around my head. His thighs covered my ears as my world shrunk to include my face and a boys immature genitals. For the first time I experienced feeling the small skin ridges of a tight prepubescent ball sack on my tongue. As the video camera caught the act of man and boy, my mind recorded every sensory stimulation I was experiencing. The sight, smells, tastes and feelings were overload for me while hearing high pitched cries of ecstasy from the boy I was molesting.

I finally licked the length of his small hard dick. When I reached his flared head and slipped my lips over it. Many men have sucked this kid but tonight he was mine. I worked his dick in and out of my mouth causing him a small amount of pain as I caught the rim of his flared dickhead between my teeth and pulled.

Max lifted his head off the bed. "Fucking 'A' that hurts. Suck me but don't bite it off you pervert."

I smiled knowing and accepting that I was a pervert.

My mouth swallowed his dick and my tongue slid over his balls. The child's smooth groin was fully in my mouth. I rolled his balls with my tongue as his cock touched the back of my throat. His legs snapped shut on my ears and again I was feasting alone.

Max placed both his hands on my head. His small fingers grabbed at my hair as he arched his back in pleasure. The sexy boy climaxed and thrust up into my face and came hard. His small dick poked at my throat and his balls squeezed together against my tongue. A thin watery liquid dribbled out of his dick and into my throat. Max's balls slipped from my mouth as I caught some of the liquid on my tongue. It was very sweet tasting and void of any sperm. His balls were still too immature. Just the way I like them.

Max was breathing hard as I watched the boy gradually come down from his orgasm.

Before he had time to recover I pulled him off the bed and pushed him face forward standing against a wall. I could have frisked him in this position but instead I was going to fuck him.

Kent picked up a bottle of lube and tossed it to me. I finger fucked him with lube and coated my hard boy fucking stick. I positioned myself behind the child and touched my dickhead against his fuck hole.

"Ok boy, ready or not..."

"Do it." Max countered.

"On the count of three then." I started to count but just after saying "one" I drove my man sized dick straight into his eleven year old ass. I lifted with my legs and actually rammed his ass so hard his feet left the ground.

Max let out a yip from the sudden pressure but took the abuse.

Kent was video taping the hole thing. "Oh ya. Fuck him hard. The little shit needs a man in him."

Slowly I pounded his ass. My dick has never been happier as I fucked my first boy ever.

I thought for sure that I wouldn't last too long but my legs were getting tired standing behind the boy and thrusting into him. I had to pull out.

Moving the boy back onto the bed I thrust into him again just as soon as I lined up my dick to his sexy ass, doggy style. This felt better since I could get more of me into him.

Knowing Max liked it a little rough I reached under him while fucking and felt his dick. It was flaccid. Instead I took his balls and pulled. Max protested but his dick began to lengthen. He also responded when I twisted his small nipples. Max drove his body back against me when I did that.

I was getting close to blowing my wad inside him. So, I pulled out again. I wanted this to last a while longer. His small body against mine felt so liberating. I sat on the edge of the bed and had Max lay across my lap. His softening dick pressed against my own balls. I pulled his ass cheeks open. I had to see the object of my lust. His red swollen hole was stretched open. With little effort I could open him further to see the inner temple where my dick will deliver my offering.. It glistened in the light from the slippery lube. Without thinking I blew air across his open hole and slapped his ass hard three times. My handprint marked the boy.

As I did so, he wiggled around from the sudden pain and his dick hardened to its full length.

"Get back on the bed and lift your legs back to your ears!" I bellowed.

Max knew what to do. Moments later I drove my aching dick back into his reddened fuck hole.

"Your dad was right. Boys are for men." I huffed out.

Max was being fucked hard. My dick fully penetrated him as my balls crashed against his tailbone. I knelt at his body with my dick inside him. My forearms slid under his back and grabbed his small shoulders. I was in total control of the boy and nothing was going to stop me from breeding his ass.

I dropped my head to his ear and whispered, "Boys are for men."

Both of us were bucking and slamming our lower bodies together. I was getting close. My balls were boiling and near exploding. Kent filmed close ups of my dick disappearing into the child beneath me.

Max whispered in my ear. "Boys are for men.... Give it to me."

Max was such a naughty little boy slut.

"When you become a man like me, do you want to fuck boys too?" talking into his ear.

"Fuck ya. Little ones." Little Max confessed.

"You are such a little perv. Is it true you want to fuck a two year old?" Remembering the story Kent told me earlier.

Again Max confessed. "Ya, I'd fuck a two year old boy."

And just as I whispered into Max's ear "When you are a man, you and I can rape one together."

Max didn't say anything, he lifted his head and thrust his tongue into my mouth. I pulled on his shoulders driving my dick deep into his ass and came so hard Max's eyes flew open and slowly closed. I couldn't stop flooding his body with my seed. A lifetime of pent-up pedo cream filled a deserving prepubescent boy. We both passionately kissed as my spent balls rolled and my softening man dick slowly slipped from it's happy home.

Kent turned off the video recorder and continued our long conversation. "Max is the son of this friend of mine. We both belong to the group NAMBLA. It stands for North American Man Boy Love Association. It's a great way to meet other pervy pedo men and fuck boys of all ages.

Now that I know for sure you are a bonafide sexual predator of boys I would be happy to nominate you for NAMBLA membership. The only way to join is to find a boy of your own and enter together.

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