A few days after my second run around with Stefan, I was riding my bike and generally just cruising the neighborhood looking for possible new targets.

As I stopped at an intersection to just look around I saw a little boy coming towards me on his small bike. As he got closer I noticed it was Jimmy the kid Stefan had tried to steal his G.I Joe doll.

I sat on my bike and pretended to be checking something on my bike waiting for him to get closer. He slowly approached me and stopped next to me.

"Hi." he said in his little voice.

I looked up and feigned surprise. "Hi. Jimmy, right?"

"Yup." smiling because I recognized him.

"How you doing?" I asked trying to keep the conversation going.

"Fine." he said. "I wanted to thank you for getting my doll back."

"No problem." I said, "has anyone bother you since then?"

"No."

"Good."

"Well." I said, "if you'll excuse me, I'm heading back to my hideout."

"Hideout?" he quipped.

"Yeah. But it's a secret" I continued.

"Can I see it." his curiosity was getting to him.

"Well, I don't know." I was egging him on. "I live a couple of blocks away and I don't know if your parents would allow you to go that far."

He straighten up on his bike and said, "My parents are both at work and they say till they come back I'm a big man and can go where I want, so long as I'm home by 5pm."

I looked at my watch and realized it was 1pm.

"Well." Still feigning concern, "if you are sure?"

"Yes!" he blurted out.

"Ok, follow me."

I turned my bike around and started riding back to my place Jimmy in tow.

When we got to the rear gate I got off my bike and unlocked the gate. I stood to the side and told Jimmy to go on in with his bike. I gave the alley a good look to make sure no one had seen us. I then followed Jimmy in. He stood in the side passage wondering what to do next. I closed the gate and locked it. I then told Jimmy to take his bike around the garage and park it. As he began going towards the corner. I watched his compact little butt encased in a pair of tan shorts walk away from me.

Once around the corner we both parked our bikes. I then went over to the back door and started to unlock it.

"Is it in there?" he asked.

"Yup" and open the door and I let him go in first.

As soon as he walked in I told him to go through the narrow passage and he would see my hideout. As I closed the door and locked it, I heard his squeeky voice say "Cool."

As I went through the narrow passage, the first view I had of him was him bent over my toy box looking in it. As he did so, I got a better view of that boyishly small ass and felt my cocklet twitch.

He reached inside to look at one of my toys and pulled it out. As he turned around, I noticed that he was chewing on a piece of chocolate. I also noticed he had a couple of more stuffed in his yellow polo shirt pocket.

I stood there putting my hands on my hips and feigning anger I said. "Is that how you show your appreciation to me?"

He stood with a quzzical look on his face. "What do you mean?"

I continued pouring on my feigned anger. "I invite you into my hideout. You come in here grab a handful of my candy and start eating some, and then you go over and grab a toy without asking me first? I wonder who the real thief his."

He stood dumbfounded and looked down at his hand that was holding the toy and his other holding a half eaten candy. He turned around and put the toy back in the box and slowly walked up to the bowl and put the rest of the candy in his pocket.

"I'm sorry, he said, "I did'nt know the rules."

"So", laying it on thick, are you saying that you go to other places and just grab things without asking permission?"

"No."

"What would your parents say and do to you if they found out what you did just now."

He looked up at me and said, "They give me a good spanking and ground me."

"How?" I asked.

"Mom or Dad would take my pants and undies off, turn me over their, lap and spank me with a spoon." was his answer.

"Well", I said, "maybe I should go over there and tell them what you did here."

He looked at me and in a pleading voice he said, "Please don't. I'll do whatever you say if you don't tell them."

(SNAP! went the trap.)

I stood there and looked at him pretending to be thinking. He stood there with his big puppy eyes not knowing what he had just gotten himself into.

After a few minutes of 'Thinking', I finally said. "Anything, uh?"

He vigorously nodded his head.

"Ok." I said. "I tell you what? If you let me punish you, I won't let your parents know and you can have the candy. Ok?"

He looked at the bowl then at me.

"How? How? are you going to punish me?" he asked.

"I'll give you a spanking like your parents and I will only use my hand. Ok?"

He thought over what I said and asked. "Will it hurt?"

"Not as much as a spoon." I assured him.

He stood shifting from one foot to another and finally he looked up at me and said. "Ok."

I then proceeded to walk over to the chair and sat down. I then told him to come stand in front of me.

He slowly came forward until he finally stood in front of me.

"Ready?" I said.

He nodded his head.

The next thing he did took me by surprise.

He put both his hands on top of his head and waited.

I reached out and undid his little belt. I then unclasped his shorts. I then lowered his zipper then lower his pants down to his feet.

I grabbed his hands of his head and held them. I then told him to step out of his shorts and give them to me.

He stepped out of his shorts and after I released his hands, he bent down and picked up his shorts and handed them to me. I draped the shorts over the back of the chair When I turned around, I noticed that his polo shirt went down past his waist and almost reached his thighs. I can only assume that it was either a hand me down or they got it from a relative.

Once again, he put his hands back on his head. I reached under his shirt and hooked my fingers under his undies and pulled them down. As before, I held his hands and told him to step out of his undies to which he did. As before, I asked him to hand them to me. As he did, I looked at it. His undies showed some small yellow stains in the front. The back part showed some small flecks of body waste. I put the undies over the back of the chair.

I now had a half naked 5 year old in front of me and I was salivating at the fun I was going to have. My cocklet was getting hard in my shorts and desperate to get out. But, I had to control myself since this was the first time for him.

Jimmy still stood in front of me with his hands still on top of his head. I bent down and slowly raised his polo shirt. As I did, I finally was able to see his little pricklet. It was only a inch long and was circumcised.

I did'nt want to waste anymore time ogling so, telling him to lower his hands down l turned him sideways and moved him over to my right and draped him over my lap. I noticed that he was smaller than Stefan and he barely reached over my left side. In fact, as he lay there I noticed that his head was laying on my left thigh and his hands stuck out. I lifted the back of his shirt up.

His little butt, was in perfect position. It curved so nicely over my right thigh just right. Just as I suspected, he had a rather boyishly small butt. My whole hand could cover it so spanking it would be fun. I slowly put my right hand on it. He flinched when I did that but realized that it was'nt a smack. I slowly began to rub his little butt. I did'nt have to go too far to rub that's how small it was. I continue to rub his butt side to side and up and down. He laid accross my lap quietly, probably wondering when I was going to start the spanking.

After a few minutes, I just had to open those baby cheeks and see what his little pucker looked like. I put both hands on his little cheeks and pulled them apart slowly.

That caught him by surprise. "Hey!" he blurted out, "what are you doing?"

"Just checking you out before we start. I don't want to spank a dirty butt." was the bullshit explanation I gave him.

"Ok." he mumbled and settle down again.

I now had his little butt cheeks opened and what I saw made me want to just take him right there. His virginal, baby, pucker was winking at as if it was inviting me to take it. It was a bit smaller than Setfan's but still it was nice. I slowly extended my middle finger till it touch his pucker.

He flinched and looked over his shoulder. "Hey! Don't do that."

"Why?"

"Cause its dirty." he explained.

"Who says?"

"My mom and Dad."

"Really?" I said. "Tell me the truth. Have you ever touched yourself back here?"

"No." He said.

"Really?"

"Well," he stated, "not lately."

"Oh!" I feigned surprise still holding his butt cheeks apart.

He nodded his head.

Wanting more ammunition to hold over him I quizzed him. "And when you did this, how did it feel to you?"

"A bit strange but good in some weird way." was his answer.

He went on to explain how a couple of months ago he was alone at home and he was in a mischievous and curious mood so he went into his room, took his pants and underwear off, and then bent over, and taking a pen he reached back and slid the pen in. At soon as he did that he felt his wee wee(His words) get excited. He thought that he had sone something wrong so he did not go through with his experiment.

I chuckled to after his confession.

"What is so funny?" he asked.

"You did'nt go far enough", I said, "your wee wee was telling you that it like what you were doing. If you had kept on going you would had found a wonderful feeling in your butt and wee wee."

He looked over at me. "Really?"

"Really." I said. "I tell you what. If you trust me, after the spanking, I'll give you a small demonstration. Ok?"

"Will it hurt?"

"Only if you don't do what I tell you. Ok?"

"Ok."

"Fine", and with that I let go of his baby cheeks and placed my left hand on his back and continue rubbing his butt with my right hand.

"Ok. I think is time for your spanking. Ready."

He nodded his head.

And I began.

Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack. Just as I suspected, my entire hand covered his little butt perfectly. I rubbed to take some of the sting away. So far, Jimmy was doing well.

Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack. I rubbed his now pinkened cheeks and was enjoying how he laid accross my lap. He was such a submissive toy.

Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack. On those last ten, he had wiggled a bit and I heard a few mewling sounds coming from my left. I rubbed his slightly deeper pink butt cheeks for a few minutes. Then I started again.

Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack. He was now wiggling a little more vigorous and few ows came out of the left side. His bottom by now had acquired a light red color. So I felt this was where I should stop.

"All over.' I said and continued to rub his reddened baby cheeks.

After a few minutes of rubbing, I noticed his butt was now just pink. I looked over toward his head and asked. "Are you ready for the next part?"

"What do I have to do?"

"Nothing. Just lay over my lap and follow my instructions. Ok?" was my reply.

'Ok."

I reached over to the night stand drawer and pulled out the vaseline and placed it in the candy bowl. I then opened his baby cheeks and took a look. Sure enough, it was bit dirty back there.

"Before I start, I'm going to clean your poop hole. Ok?"

He nodded his approval.

I reach down for the paper towels and tearing off a sheet, I spread his cheeks again and lightly wiped out his rectum and the sides of his cheeks. putting the paper towels down, I then reached for the vaseline and opened it. I smeared my middle finger till it was coated up to the second joint.

I then open up his pinkened cheeks and said, "Ok, I'm going to start now. What I am going to do is slip my middle finger inside your poop hole. Just relax and don't fight was happening back here. Ok?"

"Ok." He said a bit apprehensive.

"Here we go." And with that I rubbed some of the lubricant on his pucker. He wiggled a bit and said it was tickling him so far a good sign. I then told him that I was going in. Slowly, my finger pushed against his sphincter. He flinched and try to move away. I told him to relax or it would not work. He settled down again and I could see his little pucker slowly relaxing. I began again and this time my finger went in.

At the other end I heard an intake of breath followed by a "It hurts".

"That's beacuse you are fighting it. Relax." was the instructions I gave him.

He began to relax again. So far, I only had the first joint in. I waited a few minutes until I felt his sphincter muscles relax. I told him he was doing good as my finger continued his trip into what would soon be his back entrance. After a few more minutes of slowly pushing I finally had my finger up to the second joint and stopped. I enjoyed the hot feeling of his baby rectum and the spasms that enveloped my finger wishing it was my cocklet feeling this.

"How do you feel, kid?" I asked.

"Ok.Feels weird." was his reponse.

"How does your wee wee feel?" was my next question.

"It feels stiff." was his surprised answer.

"Does it feel good?"

"Yeah."

"Good. Now, I'm going to move my finger in and out of your poop hole. Tell me how your wee wee feels then."

"Ok."

So saying, I began to move my finger in and out slowly. I held one of his cheeks apart so I could watch it. As my finger pistoned in and out of his rectum, I could'nt help noticing how his ass would rise up as I pulled out and then go down and he grind his hips into my thigh.

I began to pick up a little speed, all the time his ass was almost bouncing up and down on my lap. At the other end I heard noises of pleasure coming out this 5 year old. As my finger continued pumping in and out of this boy's baby asshole, I congratulate myself on creating another sex toy for myself. Finally I heard the telltale sounds of someone reaching his point of climax. The next thing, as my finger was deep in his ass, his ass started to spasm around my finger. He stiffened and gave out a long shriek then collapsed over my lap.

I slowly removed my finger from his still spasming baby hole and looked to see if there was any damage. Pulling his cheeks apart I gave it a good hard look and waited to see if there was any blood or damage. Luck was still with me. There was no sign of damage. I reached down and got a couple of sheets from the paper towel roll and then I spread his ass cheeks and wiped any and all evidence that he had been penetrated.

After I had got rid of the evidence, I rubbed his back and slowly lifted him up and held him between my legs.

He stood there with this distant look and after a few minutes his sight began to focus.

"Wow! That felt good." was the first thing he said.

I asked him."What did you feel?"

He started to tell me, "I felt your finger going in and out of my poop hole. At first it hurt a bit, but then, I began to get that funny feeling in my wee wee. My wee wee grew stiff and I stated to rub it against your shorts. That felt real good. After doing that for I don't know how long, I felt my wee wee explode and I yelled out because it felt so good."

"You still think playing with your poop hole is not right?" I asked him.

"Oh no! I like it." He said with a big smile on his face.

"Well anytime you want to do it again and you see me on the street, just let me know and we'll play some other games. Ok?"

"Ok!" he said.

"And so you won't feel guilty, I'll give you a little spanking to clear your guilt."

"Do you have to?" he asked with a hint of dread.

"I have to. That way you can enjoy it with a clean slate."(I'm such a bullshitter).

"Ok, I guess."

And with that, I gave him his clothes. He turned to slide his undies on. As he did, I noticed his baby bottom was showing a slight hint of pink. By the time his parents got home it would be gone. He put on his shorts and once he was dressed we went out.

As I stood in the alley waving goodbye at him. I felt that this move was just what I needed. In less than a month I had created two sex toys for myself.

Now if I can only get a girl to be one.

END