"Is that your ball?" the man asked.

"Yes, Sir," Billy answered, looking at the floor where his baseball lay on the rug amid shards of window glass.

"So how do you plan to pay for that window?" the tall man asked. Billy looked up at him with his big blue eyes wide. The five year old was terrified. He had no money, and no way to get any. He had no way to pay for any window, and was sure he was in big trouble.

"Don't have any money, huh?" the man asked gruffly.

"No, Sir," the blonde boy said, dejected. He hung his head and awaited his fate.

'Then you'll have to work it off," the man said. Billy looked up in time to see the man pulling down his zipper, inches from the boy's surprised face. Billy watched as the man loosened his pants and released his penis, which looked huge to the boy. Billy had seen his daddy's penis a couple times, but he had been a lot younger, and never this close.

It was way bigger than Billy's little penis. It was darker, and had thick wiggly things all over it, and the fat part at the end was purple and big, like a plum.

"Suck it," the man said, and Billy looked up, surprised.

"Open your mouth and suck my cock, you little slut!" the man demanded. He grabbed Billy by the back of his head and pulled his face toward his crotch. Billy gasped, and the man's penis popped into his mouth. With his head held firmly against the man's hard penis, Bill had no choice but to start sucking.

It felt weird. The "cock" was hard inside, but the skin was soft. He felt ridges under the skin with his tongue. It didn't taste like much, but it wasn't bad, and it smelled strange, but good.

"Hold my balls, Boy" Billy heard, and he reached between the man's hairy thighs to find two big balls hanging below his hard cock in a wrinkled, fleshy bag. It felt warm and soft in his hand. He liked it. He squeezed the balls and the man yelped and jumped. The hard cock slipped out of his mouth a little.

"Whoa there," the man said, "Take it easy, Lover. Those are sensitive!" The cock started sliding in and out of Billy's mouth again, and the boy palmed the big testicles - gently. Billy felt big hands on his ears, and looked up to see that the man's eyes were closed. He held the boy's head steady and slid his long cock in and out through Billy's sucking lips. Spit smeared his pink lips, and dripped from his chin.

Billy put his hands on the man's thighs to steady himself. His head was being pulled gently back and forth, knocking him off balance. The kindergartener gagged when the cock hit the back of his throat, so the man pulled back a little. Billy's big blue eyes watered, and he looked up at the man, who was staring back down at the beautiful image of the boy's small, pale face with his big cock sticking out of his five year old mouth.

Billy gasped when the cock slid from his lips.

"Lick my balls," the man demanded, and Billy turned his head to the side to reach out his tongue and lap at the soft sac holding the big testes in front of his nose. The little boy felt the heavy, spitty cock lying against his forehead as he sucked gently on one of the big balls, remembering to be careful. He switched to the other, feeling the thick curly hair on his tongue, and against his button nose, as he lapped at the man's balls.

After a couple of minutes, the man leaned back and pushed his cock back in the child's mouth. Billy noticed that his penetrations were more urgent now, faster. His blue eyes bulged from his red-cheeked face as the man shoved his cock in and out of Billy's wet mouth.

He heard a long soft groan from above, and the cock swelled in his mouth, then he felt thick, warm fluid on his tongue. At first, the little boy thought the man was peeing in his mouth, and tried to pull away. But his head was held tightly, and the pulsing liquid trickled to a stop, leaving a thick, slimy puddle on the five year old's tongue.

"Don't swallow yet, Boy," the man told him. Billy had no intention of swallowing at all, so that was an easy command to obey.

"Show me," the man grunted after pulling his cock from the boy's mouth. Billy opened his mouth, somehow knowing what he was talking about.

"Now swallow," Billy was told. He hesitated, but the look on the man's face told him better do it. Billy grimaced as the slimy lump slid down his throat, catching at the back and making him gag. His body shuddered, then it was gone.

"Good job," the man said, ruffling the boy's soft blonde hair with his hand, "Let's do it again tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay, Daddy," Billy said, and picked up his ball to go back outside.