I know a couple other guys who are into kids. Three actually. We hang out and we talk about little kids but sometimes I feel left out because none of them like little boys like I do. Id fuck a girl and Ive done it before but lets face it, theres nothing tighter than a piece of boy ass.

One of them likes teenagers. He says he could never get into a girl that doesnt have big tits yet.

The youngest hes fucked is fourteen. Usually he goes for seventeen. He also isnt a rapist. Okay lets forget "statutory rape" or whatever. Hes never fucked a girl who didnt want it. The second guy pretty much likes girls of all ages, though he prefers thirteen or so. Its really hard for him to find anyone around that age because he also isnt a rapist. The youngest hes fucked was twelve. The one time he fucked a girl who didnt want it was this fifteen year old who was practically begging for it but then decided it hurt too much and asked him to stop but he didnt.

Now the third guys I think is the closest to me. He likes little girls. He doesnt really care if they like it (even though none have so far). He just loves the tightness and their immature bodies. The youngest hes fucked was eight.

Im way different from these guys. For one thing I prefer boys. For another I definitely dont want them to be willing. Nothing turns me on more than a little kid begging me to stop and screaming and fighting to get away. I just love popping cherries. The youngest Ive fucked was six and I dont think I would go higher than thirteen.

Another way Im different from them is that they werent so obsessed with kids until they happened to get their hands on one completely by chance. Like that third guy first fucked a fourteen year old who insisted she was eighteen. Once they discovered how much they liked young pussy they never went back. Not me though.

I started having sexual attraction when I was eleven or so. Naturally I was into kids close to my own age. Even then I didnt really care whether they were boys or girls. Give me a hermaphrodite, I didnt care just as long as they were fuckable. Still I found I gravitated more toward boys. At that point I didnt really understand that stuff. I didnt know how two guys were able to have sex. Then again I didnt completely understand girls either. I think the mystery is what made it so exciting for me.

Anyway as I got older I found that the people I was attracted to were staying the same age. As my classmates got older I found they werent as attractive anymore but those younger kids were still hot as hell. It never really bothered me that I wanted to fuck kids, even when I was in high school. I had already accepted that it wasnt gonna go away.

I became sexually active at fifteen. I was five inches then and horny as hell. It was a girl my own age. She was okay I guess. It wasnt really the sex that was bad. It was how she kept begging me for more and making sounds like it felt good. I didnt like that.

I didnt fuck a guy until I was seventeen. He wanted to fuck me in the ass and I told him hell no. So I fucked him and he made me use a condom. I didnt like that either. He also made sounds like he liked it.

I wanted to fuck a kid so bad that I started hanging out in parks and stuff just to look at them. I wouldnt have done anything back then. I guess it was more of a game to me. Like look at me, the big bad child napper who leers at your kids.

Being scared to get caught was my biggest problem. I wanted to fuck little kids, not get fucked by smelly guys in prison. I had a lot of fantasies and didnt want to write them down because I was afraid my mom would find them. She already knew I was pansexual or whatever and had a big problem with that as it was.

When I was nineteen my mom kept getting on my back about not having a job. She was really tired of paying for stuff I needed. So I jumped at the chance to start babysitting. It wasnt just because of my urges. I liked playing. I still like playing. I never grew out of being a child myself. I got a steady job babysitting these two kids named Grace and Bevan. Grace was a lot of fun. But Bevan annoyed the fuck out of both of us. He never shut up, he never lost energy, and he never listened to me. He wasnt a bad kid really, just way too spastic. Most of the time I had to lock him in his room for a timeout.

Grace was the older one. She was eleven. She had red hair, the skinniest body ever, and cute red freckles all over her face.

Bevan was eight. He had very light blonde hair, a round face, and paler freckles along the bridge of his nose. He was one of the cutest little kids in existance. Not liking him just made me want to fuck him more.

One day when Bevan was in his room taking a timeout (cant remember why) me and Grace were in her room playing with barbies. Yes, barbies, shut up. That day she was wearing jean shorts and a green tank top. I pretended the barbie I was undressing was her and was getting a hardon. Its been a while, but this is the conversation as I remember it.

"I think its funny that you can take their clothes off," I said.

"Its not like it really shows anything," said Grace. "Theyre just plastic."

"I guess thats true."

"So Im thinking that this barbie is gonna go on a date with this ken."

So we played the date and then at one point I took off both their clothes and started to slam the ken against the barbie. I dont think Grace really understood what I was doing. She just laughed at the two dolls bouncing on each other naked.

"Hey Grace why dont you go take a bath?" I was so horny that I was shaking. I wanted to fuck her so bad but I had to get her naked first. I kept thinking i was gonna do it, then i wasnt, then i was.

As soon as she was gone I immediately took my clothes off and started to masturbate. It was a huge relief but I wanted more. I crept to the bathroom and peeked through. She was getting undressed before she ran the bathwater. She hadnt even the slightest tits yet. She was totally flat. And then when she pulled down her underwear and I saw her smooth bald snatch I couldnt take it anymore. I burst in and hoisted her over my shoulder. Obviously she freaked out and yelled and smacked me the whole way to her room. I tossed her onto the bed and shut the door. She was trying to get under the covers but I ripped them right off the bed.

I leapt on top of her and rubbed my cock between her legs. It was throbbing with anticipation. She yelled at me to get off. I spit on my hand and rubbed it inside her pussy lips. Then I spit on my hand again and covered my cock. I knelt and put her legs over my shoulders. Finally I took my cock and jammed it inside.

The thrill that I was inside a little kid made my heart pound. Her face made me even more excited. Her eyes popped and her mouth stretched open as she screamed in pain. Her hands gripped the bedsheets so that her knuckles turned white.

She was so damn tight. If youve ever fucked a little girl you know what I mean. My cock was being squeezed hard as hell. I tried to get all six inches into her resisting cunt. It took over a minute to finally do so. To my relief she wasnt bleeding like I thought she would. I didnt want blood on her sheets.

I started to slowly slide in and out. I panted in ecstasy. I loved my hard cock in her little preteen pussy. Each stroke was complete heaven for me and hell for her. She was screaming and crying but had finally given in and was just letting me fuck her. She didnt struggle or fight but she was still very tensed up.

I began to fuck her faster, all six inches going deep inside with ease, and her screams grew louder. I loved it so much that I moaned almost as loud. I told her how tight she was and called her names: slut, whore, cunt, pretty much anything I could think of to make her cry more.

I slammed my cock into that bitch with all my might, loving her hate, matching her screams with my moans. And then I felt my balls growing tight. My cock throbbed. I fucked her pretty little pussy fast and hard until finally I let my load out inside her. I rolled my eyes back in my head and smiled happily as I flooded her pussy with load after load of hot cum. When I pulled out it started to leak out onto the bed.

I told her if she told her parents I would kill her and she believed me. Then I said she should take a bath. She was so weak from being forcefucked that I had to carry her down the hall to the bathroom. Her cunt dripped pretty much the whole way but Id clean up after. I dropped her into the tub and left her there.

Now it was time to do what I really wanted. I wanted to fuck Bevans eight year old asshole. Id thought about it for so long. I wanted that cute little boy impaled on my cock, begging me to stop. I entered Bevans room and closed the door behind me. He was sitting on the floor playing with a toy firetruck. He jumped up when I entered.

"Can I come out now?" His jaw dropped when he saw that I was naked.

"No, Bev, I have to punish you for being such a bad boy."

He looked scared when I reached for him. I put him on the bed and pulled his shirt off. When I began to pull down his pants he tried to pull them back up but failed.

I stared greedily at his smooth round asscheeks. I flipped him onto his stomach and spread them apart. He protested in confusion and fear as I began to lick his puny asshole. My cock was already hard as a rock and I ached to get inside him. I thoroughly covered his asshole in saliva and pushed a finger in. He yelped and tried to scramble away but i kept a tight grip on him. I spit directly on his hole one last time.

I climbed on top of him. I reached down and brought my cockhead to his virgin asshole. This was it. I was finally gonna fuck a little boy. And then I started to push in. It was unbelievably tight. It was like trying to force my cock through a donut hole. He howled so loud my ear drums pounded. I tried to push in deeper but he was so tight and resistant that it was hard. Still I shoved and shoved, stretching his tiny hole until I finally managed to bury my cock deep inside him.

I moaned and started to hump him. With his ass so tight it was difficult, but I did the best I could. His screams were high and girly. He hit the wall with his fists as though it would do any good. It turned me on even more. I fucked him as fast as I could, feeling his muscles clench and grip me tighter.

I knew if I wanted to fuck him harder I needed a different position so I flipped him around and put his legs on my shoulders like I had with Grace. I spit on my hand and rubbed his asshole and my cock again for easier access and pushed inside. His face was contorted with pain and stained with tears.

This position was definitely easier. I was able to fuck him in quick easy thrusts. It was the best feeling ever. His asshole gripped my cock better than any pussy or asshole ever had before. And his high screams encouraged me.

I leaned forward onto him so his legs were trapped between his shoulders and mine. I moaned in pleasure as his asshole clenched around my cock. "You make me so fuckin horny, Bev. You have such a tight ass."

He sobbed and cried out for his mom and dad and sister but obviously none of them came. I loved his fear.

I felt myself approaching orgasm and nailed him hard until my cum poured out into his abused shithole. I laughed in ecstasy. It was the best cum of my life. His face was comical. He probably thought Id pissed in him or something.

I told Bevan the same thing I told Grace. That Id kill him if he told. And then I carried him to the bathtub, ass dripping with cum, and dumped him into the warm water with his sister. They cried and hugged each other, gazing at me with fearful eyes. And left them and went to watch TV, feeling incredibly accomplished.

Ive been popping little boy cherries ever since. Ive fucked three girls after that, but none of their cunts have measured up to a tight boy ass. Ive never fucked a girls ass. I dont know why. I just dont feel like thats what theyre for.

Im twenty five now and proud to say Ive screwed almost forty little boys. Two were as young as six. Usually I get them when theyre alone at the skatepark. Then I bring them home, (my mom died and left me the house when I was twenty) fuck them real good, and bring them back. I always tell them I know where they live, and I do because I always follow them home to make sure I can prove it. And then I say Ill come and kill them if the tell someone. None of them have said anything yet. Im sure someday one of them will. But Im trying to make the most of my life before that happens. Its gotten to the point where I dont think I can live without fucking little boys now and again.

Theres this little kid named Drew who lives two blocks down. Hes ten and Ive had my eye on him for months. His parents are hardly ever out of the house both at once so Ive never had an opportunity yet. But his folks are going on a trip to some place up in Massachusetts next week and theve hired me to watch little Drew. Im looking forward to it so much I might not have enough cum left for him when I finally get him alone.