I am 40 years old, single, never married, and a huge pedophile. I'm a little bisexual. I mean, I love having sex with women, and an occasional man. But when it comes to kids, my preferences for little boys far outweighs my desire to molest a little girl. In my 40 years, I have never had the guts or the opportunity to molest a child. It's been mainly jerking off looking at pictures of good looking kids. Family pictures, or naturalist pictures or an occasional child porn movie clip I came across on the internet. But no REAL kids. I had resolved myself to the fact that now that I was older, I would never have sex with an underage boy or girl. That was that. But sometimes, things just happen. Opportunities fall into your lap for no apparent reason, and you have a choice to either take it, or regret it forever.

That is a good way to describe what happened on Saturday. Several weeks ago, a single mom moved in a few doors down. I met her when she moved in, and I helped her bring some heavy things up the stairs. I also got to meet her adorable little 5 year old boy. A precocious little cherub named Logan. I was more into older kids. Prepubescent boys around 10 or 11 turned me on the most, but for some reason, I fell immediately in love with this boy. He was beautiful, gorgeous, adorable. When I said I fell in love with him, I guess I mean I fell in lust with him.

I needed to be close to this boy, and I would forever dream of getting him naked and just ravishing him. I was trying to get to know Logan's mom Susan a little at a time; didn't want to seem too eager. But I was getting some good opportunities for a feel here and there with little Logan. I really did not expect it would even go beyond that. But on Saturday, she knocks on my door and asks me if I can watch Logan for a few hours while she goes to her Zumba class at the YWCA, whatever Zumba is. Of course I said yes.

Believe me, I was shaking as soon as Susan left, because I saw the PERFECT opportunity to molest a child. Not just any child, but I will say Logan was one of the cutest little boys I had ever seen in my life. And the kid was beginning to like me. I could tell.

I sat down with Logan on my lap and I kissed his mouth. I think I might have kissed his mouth before. Just a peck, I know I had kissed his cheek and forehead. But this was a full, on-the-mouth kiss that lingered. He was lost, looking around for his mom, even though he knew she just left. I let him know that men do kiss boys like that, only certain men, like me kiss certain boys like him. I convinced him that it's ok to kiss me back. He'll adapt I thought.

I was having my way with him, when he began to hold his lips to mine without struggle. I could feel his little boy breath from his nose, I could taste his lips. Our lips seemed to fit so perfectly together. More perfectly than any woman I ever kissed. I parted his lips with my tongue, licked them, taught him to love a special man's kiss, while my hands explored all over his young innocent body. Maybe it's too much, or maybe he will like it I thought.

I could tell he was looking for more kisses, as we played games with our tongues. He sucked on my tongue like a warm wet little cock, and I moaned audibly so he could hear it. I had him on my lap, my hands fully explored his cute little butt and moved under his shirt... feeling his smooth bare skin while we kissed. He's so tender.... not the calloused young man you might expect from a rough and tumble little boy. And such a good lover... he kisses divinely. His mother would be proud of him. I held him... shifting him in my lap. I wanted him to feel how large a bulge he'd given me, so I placed his hand on my hard bulge. Holding his wrist and rub...and rub....and rub.... moaning and kissing him, pulling his shirt over his head.

His bare chest was now exposed, he had the tiniest little nipples and his body gave off so much heat now that he had no shirt to contain it. I laid his shirt on the sofa beside me and moved him back against me, but as my fingers encircled one of his little nips, i felt it get taut and elevated. I even stopped our kiss... to suckle. My fingers slipped under his shorts at the thigh, feeling, touching. My fingers crept up inside the leg of his shorts, feeling... I felt the bottoms of his undies. I pushed futher, then went back to kissing his mouth. He felt uncomfortable for a moment, but he soon enjoyed the kissing. He's a wonderful kisser. It will be the first thing I do with him hereafter, and the last thing I do when we say good night when he and I crawl into bed together, my lover and I.

I opened his shorts, my heart racing. I did not want him to know how excited i was, I did not want to scare him. But he WAS a little scared anyway as I tugged his shorts down. A boing... as i lifted the shorts over his hard little cock... sitting in his underwear... looking around for mom, but she's not around... Just he and I.

I opened the buttons on my Oxford shirt. That's what men and their boy lovers do Logan, I assured him. He was so nervous, he was shaking. But I knew he wanted to be my lover. It's perfectly natural, he seemed cold so I held him close. I held him... kissed him.... my lover. Then I opened my slacks.... This is also natural Logan, just as this is.... as I took his fingers and curled them around my cock. They didn't reach. I didn't expect them too, but they felt good, and I stroked him up and down. Getting him in rhythm.

Mmmmmmmmm. He's such a good boy, he listens so well... I kissed his mouth again, and he kissed me back. I knew he loved me, wanted me. As he saw my lips approach, he parted his lips and accepted my tongue willingly. My heart raced and my cock swelled with his fingers up and down it... I broke the kiss and pushed his face down. Oh yes I did, down into my lap. Believe it or not, I was close to cumming already. I took his hair, what little there is, and hold it, and pushed his face to my cock...

"Open your mouth Logan," I told him in a firm but gentle voice. He listened... I think he and I have a real rapport. "Now kiss the head Logan, Like you kissed my lips". He kissed the head of my cock and when he did, it was like electricity shot through my body. It was so exciting seeing his cute little face, his cute little lips touch my erect cock.

I held his hair tighter. "Open up," I said. Don't ever believe those stories where a guy tells a boy to open his mouth and his cock goes right in the hole. It doesn't happen like that. Kids have arms and legs that they use to keep it from happening. I was holding my cock in one hand, trying to put it in his mouth. First of all, his mouth was not open far enough, and secondly, his little hands kept trying to push me away. I was rubbing the precum covered cockhead against Logan's lips.

"C'mon honey, open up for me". I think I cold have cum just rubbing the head against his lips, but he suddenly opened his mouth and I shoved my cock in.

It easily hit the back of his throat, and he gagged. I released a little....... He's just a little boy.

"Catch your breath son," I told him, kissing him and holding him. Holding him like an adopted step dad parent-lover would. He was shaking. My hand was against the base of his neck in back... "It's ok," I told him and he settled down... I stroked his head and his arms.... and his back...holding him lovingly.

"Ok now Logan, gonna try again, more gently this time. I'm gonna push the head into your mouth. Make a circle and let me".

His eyes are puffy and red but he's a good guy, and he's gonna listen. He formed the circle just as i asked. Then he looked up to me. As i pushed my still rigid oozing cock into the opening a bit more slowly.... I stroked the back of his neck...

I was gently fucking his mouth, my pants were down around my ankles and my boxer-briefs at knee height. His mouth was accommodating the head as I eased it in and out. He was sitting on the edge of the couch and leaning over between my legs. I was holding him down some but not much. I had my fingers between his legs from the backside, parting his legs and rubbing his balls, and playing with his tiny penis. Rolling it between my fingers. His penis is like 2 inches long and skinny, but it feels so good between my fingers and it was so nicely rigid. I decided to lift him and take a break from him sucking me so I could take him into my mouth.

I lifted him to me... high off the ground. He had slobber all over his mouth and he wiped his lips on the back of his little hand. His feet touch my thighs and instinctively he puts his feet down to stand on my legs. It hurt a little, but I didn't let it phase me as I opened my mouth and sucked him in. His tiny, tiny penis.... he reached out and touched my shoulders to support himself. It was like a piece of candy in my mouth..... sucking his little belly against the top of my head.... so tiny... sucking his little balls into my mouth too.

My fingers were roaming close to his butt hole. I think he actually moaned a little. I sucked him in, released him, sucked, released. I can't wait until the day he has something to release into my mouth. But he felt so good... my finger... pinky finger found the little pucker of his backside. Touching it, wriggling it around, pressing...

He got nervous and said... "I gotta pee".... but I knew it was an orgasm in the making. I sucked harder... my pinky tip began to part his tight backhole.

He was oblivious to my probing as he came. I can hold his penis and his balls in my mouth he's so small. I was sucking, swallowing, and his little knees gave out...... but I was holding him up, trying to capture the essence of little boy, his undeveloped sperm... and fluid given to me. He tried to push my head away.....

He was spent and his little dicky was sensitive. I sucked harder... not letting go. He didn't know what happened. I would not let him go. I was clenching my teeth, and he started to pee.... he couldn't help it. I could feel his little penis shrinking in my mouth.

"Let me go," he said. I was holding him tightly, the pee hitting the back of my mouth, not swallowing... not spitting, just letting it run out and down his hairless balls and into his crack.

"Let me goooooooooooooooo," he says louder, and he squirmed quite a bit, almost pulling out of my mouth. But I didn't want to let him go until he settled down. I held tighter, biting down....

"Ow, you're hurting me"....... Harder... "Owwwwwwww STOP". I shoved my finger in his ass deeper to hold on. He could feel the tightness in his ass, and he started to cry. I let go with my mouth, pee dripping off my chin.

I took hold of his crying body and held him......... stroking his hair... holding him gently.

"You hurted me," he says as he sobs.

I was nuzzling... Kissing him.... Holding him... humming lightly... his nose was running, I wiped his nose with my fingers... I was stroking my cock and I wiped his snot on my cock. It was pretty slippery at first, but it dried quickly to a dull stickiness.

He sniffled, "Can I go now?"

"No", I say quickly but softly and with conviction.

"How come I can't?..... I wanna go pway."

"Because you haven't helped me yet".

I was thinking about the innocence in front of me. He had no idea what I was talking about. I brought him down onto my lap... facing away from me. His tiny little butt between my legs. I had his legs parted, on either side of mine, hanging over my thighs. And my arm wrapped around his chest. My cock was still upright... between his cheeks. He fought me mildly to get down from my lap, but I held him in place. He was rubbing his soft butt against my cock and wasn't even aware.

I lifted my hips a little bit and pressed my hardness up against his cheeks. Precum oozed from the head of my cock onto his behind. I will definitely have to lube him a little I tell myself. Just the head inside I'm telling myself, he surely can't take more than that, just a little.

As i pushed upward, he tried to wriggle away. My cockhead is close to his little anus. I think to myself, he'll never handle this, but i dont care. Oh my god, I put a hand under his ass cheeks and pulled them to the sides, parting his cheeks. I spit into my hand and rubbed my saliva on my cock, then spit again and rubbed saliva in Logan's ass crack.

I paused....... I was sure it was gonna hurt, but i didn't care. I pushed harder. The tip of my cock lined up with his anus. I rubbed the head around his hole a little, getting the two things accustomed to being paired. I pushed harder, I was so hard for Logan, I pulled his cheeks apart further which caused him to put his little hands down to stop me and he started to cry a little. I thought...... there is no way it will fit.

I didn't care. I had to try. I pushed harder... I knew it was going to really hurt. I remembered the feeling when your anus is stretched really wide (don't ask me how I know). It feels like it is tearing, but it isn't. I pulled him down on my rigid cock.

He was whimpering... now yelling. "It hurts..... stop".

I ignored my lover's cries for relief, his cries for his mother. Mmmmmmmm fuck yessssssssssss... I loved the feeling as I felt his spincter give way to the hard invading fleshy object at it's door. My cock began to slip inside the child..... oh god yessssssssss. I loved it, I needed it, I needed HIM, my lover Logan.

The head has penetrated his anus. He has no choice, I look between his little legs and see the head of my cock has disappeared. oh god yes, I need him. My lover Logan. The head is in. He was squirming and yelling. I held him. There we go I said with a little grunt. I moved his little body around, only the head inside. But it was so good. I began pumping up into him, pushing always pushing deeper. As I look down, there appears to be a bit of chocolate on my cock...

Oh my god, he probably holds his bowels too long. Boys do that. I didn't care. I could feel my cockhead fighting for space in Logan's rectum. I pushed him down further on me, almost an inch of my shaft was inside him. An inch below the head. I could pull and push now. I was sure my cum was going to end up in his ass, and it was close. I was fucking Logan's little ass as far as i could. Only about an inch and a half, but it was enough, all that I needed.

I was rocking in the tiniest of ranges... his poop filled ass... overcrowded with cockhead and his little boy feces. I am not usually into scat, but this was really turning me on. My arousal got the better of me... I wanted to cum in his loving mouth but now......... I needed this.. I turned his face and kissed him again as i pushed my cock in and out of his anus. Mmmmm.... I was groaning aloud...... My tiny lover... My four year old boy lover. I was about to feel my seed in his bowels.

Kisses from me got more passionate, my breathing was heavy, and his eyes opened wider... he knew... the look of lust in my eyes was something he never saw before. I pushed deeper into his ass than imaginable. I was taken in by the lover's kiss I was giving him. I unleashed deep in his ass, rope after rope of cum... worked up from deep in my balls, gushing into him, oozing out and around my cock... along with more of the remnants of poop. I was spent. I held my cock head in him, and held him tightly. Then I pulled the cock head out ... It gave a bit of a pop.

I pushed his face down. "Lick it" I told him softly but firmly... I shoved his face closer.... "LICK IT" I said softly but through clenched teeth. I needed this too. I think I had dreamed something like this. He poked out his tongue... decided he didn't like the taste. So I CRACKED his already sore ass with my open hand.... and again... until he opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out again. He licked... tentatively. I grabbed him hard and told him 'MORE'. He licked a bit faster and harder. I grabbed him and kissed him again.. open mouth...my tongue touching his...... I could taste the cum-poop combo on his breath and mouth. It was so fucking erotic.

I was totally spent... happy, satisfied. I begin to help Logan by putting his clothes back on his used little body before his mother came home. I kissed his head and said...... "I love you Logan. And this is what lovers do."

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