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"If you want to study the social and political history of modern nations, study hell." – T.M.
Chapter 1
The thieving magpie
Jason Smith's dad was locked up in the conference hall for all day again. Jason hated that. With the years, he had even started to despise the discipline of psychology and all the seminars his dad had to attend in foreign countries.
He stretched his hand to close the TV and looked around the luxurious hotel room. A sigh of boredom escaped his lips. The warm light of the sun beamed through a large window, inviting him seductively. He trotted to the glass and watched outside the nearly empty beach. His mind swirled. He wanted to go there, get a coke
3; but the language barrier scared him to death.
Gathering his courage, he headed for the bathroom to change into his swim suit. In front of the mirror, he slipped his white briefs down his slender legs and stopped to admire his body. At twelve, the first signs of muscles forming on his skinny frame made his bosom swell with pride. Every inch of him was hard and firm.
Absentmindly, his right hand flattened the unruly locks of his blond hair as he stared at his naked form. He had a secret love for his cock which was pretty impressive in his eyes. Even though he didn't have a single hair yet, he had one of the bigger ones in the showers at school. His slim circumcised dick hung low on two plump balls. And when he was horny, it could inflate to five glorious inches [12½ cm].
Waking from his narcissist trance, he smiled at himself. The cruel reflection returned a mouthful of steely braces, which he hid right away with his lips.
A tight red Speedo on his loins, he walked out the hotel room, down the elevator, shying away from the men gawking at his strange erotic beauty.
The heat from outside hit him like a ton of brick. Much to his surprise, the barman spoke English and he ordered a large soft drink. There was no shortage of deserted long chairs on the idyllic beach. He selected one under an umbrella to watch the scenery.
Amidst the few tourists, the only people there were kids splashing in the sea and chasing each other. He looked at them with interest. His dad had told him about these kids. How poor they were and what they had to do sometimes in order to survive. As he spotted a group of them, he wondered which one were into that situation.
Their Asian features were fascinating. All of them with dark hair, naturally tanned skin and full lips. The group of boys his age got closer and closer. They were all wearing wet underwear and throwing a ball around him. The obvious contrast of their skin colour disturbed Jason. He looked so white among them. He didn't know if he should introduce himself or run away.
They chatted together in a language he didn't understand and pointed fingers at him. This was all Jason needed to make his heart pound under his rib cage. Most of them disappeared all of a sudden, leaving one boy behind.
The abandoned kid approached Jason with a wide smile on his youthful mug. Jason estimated him two years younger, from his height. He smiled back trying not to show his knees were shaking.
"Hi My name – Kung?" said the little boy in a barely comprehensible English.
"Hi, uh, my name is Jason."
The brown skin of the Asian boy mesmerized the twelve-year-old. He surveyed his lithe body. A red bandana held up his unattended black hair. And the only other piece of clothing on him was dirty underpants soaked with seawater. He concentrated on the bulge down there, enough that the beach boy smiled with a wicked grin.
"You – wanna – uh – blow?" Kung peeped, inserting a finger in his mouth to simulate fellatio.
Jason froze on the chair. He knew everything about sex. School and his dad had been very straightforward concerning this matter. The idea of experimenting with the young boy, far away from America where no one would know, blossomed in his mind. Actually, burst in his mind.
"Uh
3;" was all he could answer. This was so embarrassing. He leaped from the chair and gestured to the boy to follow him. Nervously, he strolled back to the hotel room. Behind him, the Asian boy tagged along.
All the strangers he encountered seemed to know what was up and he bowed his head to avoid their stares.
***
The lock of the door was comforting to Jason. Now he was in his sanctuary. This was his hotel room. Private and perfect. All the sex things he had heard and seen in porno movies, he could have this submissive boy do. He wanted the Asian kid to suck his cock. He wanted to fuck the Asian kid very hard. He wanted to come in his little face. All this would only cost him his allowance probably.
A surge of maturity travelled in his young body. He was in control. His boydick threatened to tear his Speedo as he handed a couple of American bills to the boy.
Kung smiled and pulled down his underwear before sitting in a vinyl armchair. The imp spread his legs wide, amused by the reaction of the American boy. This was gonna be a piece of cake. Accustomed to the huge painful pricks of the adult tourists, the little dink of the virgin boy was welcomed.
Jason looked directly at the genitals obscenely exposed for him. The little Asian boy was also hairless and his brownish dickhead poked from his foreskin. He shucked his red Speedo off and stood naked next to the young boywhore, cupping the child's golden balls.
When the fingers of Kung fiddled with his growing penis, the tingles of sexual desire flooded his groin. For a minute, they both toyed with their young meat, fondling the smooth skin of their immature genitals, not really knowing what to do.
Jason yearned for more action and Kung took over, bringing his snow white erection to his mouth. He watched the Asian lad wrapped his lips around his throbbing organ, not believing this was happening for real. The warmth of the kid's mouth was amazing. He could feel his cock lengthen in the wet cavity.
The ten-year-old bobbed his head on his hard-on, suctioning like an expert. Jason stared at his dick disappearing in the hungry hole and fed it more and more, shoving his shaft in. Then the youngster released his turgid boycock and began licking it. Twirling his pink tongue on every centimetre. Slurping the bloated head, eliciting moans of pleasure from the blond boy.
Next were the testicles, one at a time, sucked in, suckled and savoured.
Kung smiled at his work. The American child was purring, shivering from his stimulation. He motioned to him to sit down and continued sucking his five hard inches [12½ cm]. Pushing one white leg to his shoulder, he gained more access to his crotch, pushing his face in there to service the youngster.
The twelve-year-old was a squealer. Kung appreciated that. Every time he swallowed the kid tool, Jason would moan with his soprano voice. The room became alive with Uhs Oooos of sexual delight.
He licked the tender scrotum and started a slow descent. Taking swipes below it, then lower and lower until he reached the tiny clean opening. A pink eye between the perfectly white asscheeks. He darted the tip of his tongue at it. Soon it was covered with saliva and glistening.
He inserted his oral instrument into the hole and began rimming in earnest the delicious orifice, totally different from the salty assholes of his other clients who stayed in the sea all day.
Jason closed his eyes, praying that his rigid dick wouldn't shoot right away, before the Asian kid had finished eating his ass out. The wiggly probe was like a piece of heaven. It tickled every nerve ending of his anus.
"Uhhhhhhhh uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," his cries echoed. He couldn't look down, the scene was too much for his young hormones. So he stared at the ceiling, at his toes in the air, cramping up from the intense pleasure.
Delivered just at the brink of orgasm, Jason left his place for the younger boy to take. This was the big moment, the time to lose his virginity. He locked his eyes on his tanned partner offering his body to him.
Kung had taken the time to go the bathroom fetch some Vaseline and now was bending over the arm of the vinyl chair, spreading his buns wide with his little hands. Even though they couldn't communicate, they had known exactly what to do to make the other understand. And Jason was aware it was time to stick his dick up his new friend's butt.
He idly masturbated his greased-up erection. The shithole seemed so tiny for his big prickhead. All around the Asian kid's opening, the puckered grayish skin indicated past penetrations.
"FUCK ME C'mon ram it in my ass!" Kung exclaimed with almost no accent this time.
Jason lined up his pulsing member in the cleft of the boy's rear. Nervous and excited, he searched for the entrance. Swaying his hips, the first inch of his penis entered the boy. He groaned loudly, slipping more of his hard flesh into the kid. The often-fucked anus swallowed him easily and with no effort his entire cock was inside the lads rectum.
Kung looked back to see the American boy's face. The look of ecstasy was priceless. He moaned softly, pretending to be overwhelmed by the thin dagger in his chute.
"Ohhhh you soooooo goood!"
The tube of flesh sliding in and out of the little hole exhilarated Jason. He watched his dick come in and out as he began to sodomize the young boy slowly. Holding his tanned hips, he gradually increased the rhythm, enjoying every second of his first anal coitus.
All the while, Kung cried out to arouse him even more, "FUCK ME!"
"Fuck me HARDER!"
"Ohhhh DEEPER!"
Jason listened to the boy, groaning madly the faster he pushed his dick into him. The fuckhole strangled his penis with every plunge into his guts. Pretty soon, his ballsack was bouncing off the kid's bum as he assfucked him with vigour and determination.
"Uhh uhhhh uhhhhhhhhh uhhhhh," he screamed pumping the Asian boy with all his might.
Thoughts raced in his mind. A little guilt and the possibility of his father bursting in the room to discover him copulating with a local ten-year-old.
The sound of their bodies colliding resonated in the hotel room in between their shrieks of pleasure. Jason felt his body transform into a fucking machine. The same tempo, plowing in and out the little bottom of the sweating child. He reached new plateaus of bliss, fucking faster and harder, his muscles tensed from the incredibly savage coupling.
Kung continued calling him, "Yeah yeah You so good Fuck my asshole hard!"
Jason bucked his hips frantically and a jolt of pure delight electrified his young tool. He yelped uncontrollably, a terrific orgasm taking a grip of his entire body.
His first jet spurted fiercely inside the little boy's rectum. He pulled out just in time to watch himself ejaculate his timid load on the kid's perky buttocks. The three spurts that followed made him tremble.
His biggest spill of semen so far, landed mostly in the gaping red hole and oozed in the crack, then down Kung's thighs.
***
Charles Smith glanced at his watch. The conference had ended early and he still had two hours before he picked up Jason for supper. Plenty of time to check out the spot he had found in the guide. They had an attraction called Brothers he had been anxious to look up ever since his arrival, but his son had always been in the way.
Beyond the market square, into the seedy poor neighbourhood was where he trotted slowly. Dirty street kids tugged at his sleeves for some change and he wanted to satisfy them all, emptying his pockets of all the coins he possessed.
The place called 'Show Boys' he entered was almost empty. Only a few clients watched three teenagers prancing around in swim suits to the beat of loud American dance music.
He noticed the sign peepshow in neon and walked to the back of the establishment, his heart racing. A row of gray doors was protected by a short Asian man who screamed, "Number six, number six, twenty dollars."
Most of doors were locked with the indication in use over the handle. Seemed he wasn't the only one crazy enough to come here. He paid the host and took his place in the stall.
In the small cubicle he found a chair and a roll of toilet paper. A large window towered over a round empty stage. Other men were waiting for the show to begin. Men like him. In their forties, clean-shaven, probably wealthy.
The circular stage began moving, turning round and round at a slow pace. He peered intently at a small door and two Asian boys appeared from it. They walked to the centre of the stage, oblivious to the stares all around.
One looked about seven and the other twice his age, scantily clad in only green bikini briefs. From their facial features, he figured they were really siblings. Neither of them seemed in distress. A wide smile illuminated the youngest one as his big brother ran his hands down his chest. He tickled his armpits and the little imp giggled hysterically.
Already, Charles could feel his erection hurting in his pants from the erotic spectacle.
The Asian teen ground his crotch in the back of his little brother and pinched his tiny erect nipples in front. His hands gently caressed the kid's golden belly until they reached his underwear. Slowly, he pulled them down, exposing the child's hairless package to the crowd.
For a boy that small, his genitals seemed huge to Charles, protruding between his skinny thighs. The teenager pulled on the kid's penis to make it grow, rolling back the folds of foreskin to uncover his juicy glans. The child grimaced, getting aroused more and more until his dickie turned into a hard branch almost reaching his bellybutton.
Fleeing from his big brother's arms, the little imp crawled to the floor towards a harness. Laying his back on the ground, he threw his legs to his head in a swift motion that rolled him in a ball. The fourteen-year-old helped his little brother with his acrobatic movements.
He held his tiny ankles next to his face, fastening them down with leather straps. In that position, the Asian kid could reach his steely erection just by raising his head. Something he did right away, sticking his little tongue out to lick his own dickhead. His firm buttocks were parted obscenely for everyone to see his tight pucker.
For the next moments, the little boy pulled on his dick with his fingers to get more of it in his mouth. Sometimes managing to stuff two inches [5 cm] of boydick between his lips. His free hand massaged his balls as he blew his young meat with undeniable hunger.
The scene was too much for Charles. He unzipped his pants and freed his massive hard-on to give it some attention, making sure his eyes caught every swipe of that Asian kid tongue on his pecker.
The older boy caressed his brother's butt and removed his green underwear to release his enormous boner. The hairy prong reached seven inches [18 cm] and pulsed pointing at the ceiling. He kneeled next to the little boy and began kissing and licking the valley between his smooth asscheeks.
The immobilized child giggled and wiggled his toes while his big brother ate his ass out, sucking faster his wet boycock. The audience held his breath from the incredible view. The teenager pushed his slimy tongue directly into the small hole, past the anal sphincters. The hand on his big cock flew at the same time he tongue-fucked his young brother.
The big boy spit two times in the orifice and placed his cockhead in front of the lubricated anus. The child's moans turned to grunts as the large prick invaded his narrow rectum at a ninety-degree angle. One inch at a time, the long fuck pole slid slowly inside him.
The teenager watched his little brother, penetrating his dick until he was buried to the hilt in the seven-year-old. Hauled over him, he began doing push-up motion, pumping his organ into the little boy. After making sure the hole was dilated enough, the rhythm of the fucking increased and soon, he bounced on the whimpering child.
The harder he got fucked, the faster the Asian kid sucked his hard-on, his eyes locked on the long penis pistonning his small butt. His cries of pain and pleasure echoed in the room.
"Uhhh uhhh uhhhhhhhhhh uhhhh uhhhhh!"
The solid fuck strokes shook his tied down body, until finally his body convulsed in the throes of prepubescent orgasm. The small boy let go of his jutting dick and stared at it jerk with pleasure, feeling the hard intruder still lodged deeply near his throbbing prostate.
For the next seconds, the teenager banged his little brother lost in the afterglow of climax. He pulled out quickly and shoved his exploding tool in front of the child's face.
Ropes after ropes of warm sperm erupted, splashing the boy's face. The little lad opened his mouth, trying to catch the abundant seed spewing from his big brother's cock. Like a faucet of jism, the big pole squirted white cream on his mug, covering it with a sticky blanket.
As the little boy giggled, licking the semen on his lips, Charles tugged on his man-sized prick a few more times and shot like never before, imagining himself coming in the kid's mouth.
Chapter 2
The serpent's tongue
After supper and a meeting with his colleagues, Charles Smith headed back to his hotel room to find his son already asleep on the bed, his face distorted by the flashing colours of the television. For a moment, he stared in awe at the boy with yellow hair, contemplating the delicate beauty of his every curve he had inherited from his mother.
The small bikini briefs he wore hung, tightly to his loins, covering his childish maleness. His pecs like tiny pink erasers stood proudly from the cold breeze of the opened window and his usual translucent skin shone from a newly acquired sunburn.
Charles sighed heavily as he examined his boy, the most important treasure in the world, the object of his undying love. But suddenly, glimpses of his afternoon sex escapade popped in his brain. The little boy getting screwed steadily. He imagined Jason, naked, there on the stage, used by the bigger teenager. The more the picture clarified in his mind, the more his anger bubbled inside. He could never let anyone hurt his boy. What kind of monster would do this?
Jason moaned in his sleep and he joined him on the mattress, throwing the covers over their bodies. The warm young child was vibrant beside him. He kissed his forehead and nudged the precious little head in his armpit before dozing off promptly.
That night he dreamt. He dreamt of a snake biting its tail.
***
The grunts and wails ended abruptly. Jason sighed, his ear still glued to the wall to listen to the noises in the other room. For half and hour, he had been entertained by the fuck sounds of a young boy being sodomized roughly. He had imagined him in his head, his little butt getting plugged by a big cock. His small body shaken like a puppet as the buggerer pounded into him mercilessly.
The exuberant sexuality of the country made him feel dizzy. It was everywhere. And now his twelve-year-old dickie was stiff like a bone in his shorts. The cries still resonated in his mind as he opened the door.
From the adjacent room, the young child opened the door too. He watched him. No older than eight, the kid limped a few yards, as if a big log was still shoved up his behind, and disappeared down the stairs that led to the back of the hotel.
Jason snickered in his head all the way to the beach. On the large sex playground, the coffee-colored children still played carelessly. Some of them soliciting the tourists openly, flashing their hairless genitals at the best prospects. A lot of the men gawked at him as he trotted slowly, seeking his new friend Kung amidst the crowd.
But it was the youngster who found him first, jumping his back from behind.
What the fuck? Jason blurted before realizing he was attacked by the familiar boy with a crimson bandana. He smiled wholeheartedly. The moment was ripe for a conversation, but there was nothing he could say the boy would really comprehend. Nothing even subtle he could muster to coax the kid into letting him have his way with his tanned body again.
"I-I-I was looking for you
3;" Jason stammered despite how futile it was.
The Asian lad replied automatically even though his American friend didn't understand a thing. His eyes drifted towards the white kid's Speedo. The turgid boydick was clearly discernable and he smiled wickedly, tugging on his arm to follow him.
Jason became nervous as they got further and further from the hotel, into the poor suburbs of the city. More children dressed in rags begged at the corner of the streets they climbed. His mind raced. With every passing second, he wondered if he would be able to get back to the hotel on his own without getting lost. Every time the Asian boy smiled though, it spiked his courage.
They entered a rundown building. In the backroom, an old man with rotten teeth greeted Kung. Jason surveyed the small room filled with children. The connection was obvious. The man was Kung's pimp and this was his working place.
A tourist slowly trotted inside the establishment. Kung guided Jason through a breach in the wall where they could hide. This was so wicked the twelve-year-old giggled. Little holes everywhere in the wood planks allowed the small voyeurs a perfect view of the scene.
The strange fellow, obviously in disguise walked in front of the children of both sexes. He pointed at a bashful nine-year-old, and the Asian man nodded at the selected kid. The small boy disappeared up the stairs slowly as the client paid his due.
Jason followed Kung in the cramp secret corridors where they headed to the room upstairs. The stench of the dirty room tickled his nose through the peepholes. His eyes wide open, he scanned the dingy room. A bed, a dresser and a toilet in the corner were all there was to see.
The adult walked in nervously, rearranging his fake beard and wig. He eyed the nine-year-old whore a moment with undeniable lust. The child removed his torn shirt, quite used to the drill, exposing his skinny brown chest. With little enthusiasm, he lowered his shorts and spread his legs. His tiny deflated dink bent downward on his small testicles.
The tall man caressed the naked child on the edge of the bed, gently moving his hand between his velvet thighs, cupping his little hairless balls and awaking the young uncircumcised pecker. The Asian kid cooed from the erotic touching.
In a snap, the adult slipped out of his trousers, his hairy prick oozing transparent gel. Jason spied curious as the dark stranger flipped the youngster on his knees with his strong arms.
I think you're a naughty boy
3; I think you need a good spanking the man muttered, fondling the child's firm buttocks. He raised his hand and the first stroke echoed in the stinky room.
"Oye!" the small boy cried.
SMACK Oye SMACK ooy SMACK Oye SMACK Oye
The lads plaintive yelps turned to tears as the opened hand slapped forcefully his tender behind. He couldn't help but wiggle in the lap of his client.
"Ohh yeahh you're a naughty little boy
3; naughty naugh-ty"
SMACK SMACK
The man stared in a trance at the little golden buns blushing red, his hard-on rubbing on the belly of his plaything of the afternoon. Another dozen smacks and the Asian kid pleaded for it to stop.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
Jason's stomach was turning behind the wall. But his awkwardness vanished as he looked at Kung smiling sinfully, realizing his friend was accustomed to it.
On your knees and suck me little fuck the man blurted, throwing the skinny sobbing child to the floor.
His big cock was like a large greasy cucumber in front of the small head of the Asian kid. He smeared his fluid on the face of the boy, rubbing his red knob all over.
Jason noticed Kung taking out his erect boydick and he did the same, completely overtaken by horniness. He tugged on it slowly as the man in the room pressed his penis on the little boy's lips.
Grasping him by a tuft of dirty hair, the adult forced his manmeat down the nine-year-old's throat. Right away, he began fucking the wet cavity, shoving the bulk of his maleness inside the kid's mouth.
The Asian child's lips turned red as the large piece of flesh slammed past his tonsils with rapid thrust. He gagged repeatedly, moaning in distress as the violent oral onslaught pursued.
Jason and Kung masturbated fiercely examining the pornographic spectacle. They winked at each other, jerking off madly and trying to remain silent. As the intense face fucking culminated, Jason thought he would scream in bliss. This was so hot. Real live action sex three feet [90 cm] from him. Not the moronic stuff in porno mags.
The strange mans contorted mug was streaming with sweat and his fake beard threatened to fall. Jason gasped as the fury disguise drop suddenly to the floor. He cocked his head sideways, freezing in surprise. It was his dad? His own father using this mere child, three years younger than him.
The man removed his pole from the little mouth with a pop and stretched on the bed. Don't just stay there Come here and suck me he called. The little Asian kid jumped on the mattress, gripping the hard organ with his stubby fingers. He smiled, this time in control of the situation, before bringing the hot long member to his sucking mouth.
Jason stared paralysed at his father getting pleasured by the young lad. Like father like son? They had something in common now he concluded, even though the thought of a man his age having sex disgusted him.
He recalled his interlude with Kung, how he had fucked him with no remorse. How it would be hypocrite to condemn his father for doing the same. As he jacked off with renewed horniness, watching the little boy blowing his dad's cock, he felt a sudden confidence grow in his heart. This was ok after all. He was gonna fuck all the little butts he could find before leaving this country. His dad would obviously bless his decision.
"Hmmmmm uhmmmmm!" Charles moaned as the Asian boy concentred on the rim of his cockhead, flicking his pink tongue with frenetic attention. The expert sucking brought him to the edge time and time again.
"You're gonna make me cum little bastard," he exclaimed, raising his large frame off the bed. For the next moments, he guided the boy in position. Putting him on all fours, spreading his legs, all the time caressing his buns and hairless genitals.
The Asian kid cooed as the big male pushed the tip of the tube of lubricant in his asshole. The gooey jelly filled his guts. Yeah, all nice and slippery.. Charles whispered rubbing grease around the small orifice with his index.
He put the boy's little hands on his asscheeks, and the immature whore understood he had to spread them. The scene was perfect. Charles reached for his camera and snapped a few quick shots of the view. The nine-year-old's tiny hole was clearly visible because of the repeated intrusion it had endured. It gaped one centimetre [½ inch] and bore puckered sore skin all around. The small testicles hung below the opening between his two delicious brown thighs.
Jason's vision blurred from the flash. Next to him, Kung was pulling his pud with non-stop intensity. His eyes returned to normal just as his dad was about to mount the little kid. It occurred to him that the big penis that had created him could never fit in such a tiny ass? He was wrong.
Charles watched his fuckstick glistening with KY. As if in slow motion, he approached the boy's tail. His bloated dickhead tingled as he touched the tight anus. The nine-year-old's cries were in vain as he pierced the tiny asshole. The warm comfort of his knob inside the boy had him hissing for more. Slowly, he slipped his eight-inch [20 cm] prick deeper in the narrow rectum until he had sunk ball-deep inside the shuddering boy.
A couple of energetic stabs with his cock had the little child yelping in his native tongue which Charles didn't comprehend. "You like this? uh?" the man cooed. "There you go," he added thrusting his penis with a steady tempo. His hands groped for a firm grip on the limp nine-year-old and the best hold he found was pressing his skinny shoulders in the sheets with his right hand while holding his hip with his left. That way he could savour his illegal buggering to the max, grunting like a beast, unaware that his son was witnessing his coupling.
The two spies with their shorts down, played with their hairless erection with more vigour as the adult fucked in earnest the small boy. The sounds of the sodomy resonated in their ears, and even the smell of sex could travel through their peepholes to reach their nostrils.
Jason's head was spinning, he could see it all. The long white prong plowing deep inside the brown little ass of the kid, his red pucker stretched to the limit to accept the rigid organ. The suffering on the mug of the pre-pubescent Asian, his slit eyes shut tight from the pain of the thorough buttfuck.
He couldn't believe his eyes as his father increased his rhythm, fucking the lad with even more power until the bed banged against the wall and both partners yelled in the throes of their savage reunion.
"UHHHHH UHHH UHHHH UHHHH UHRRRRRRRGGGGGHHH!" his dad chanted, covering the young child's plaintive whimpers.
For the next hour, Jason watched and masturbated as his father ravaged the Asian kid in all the position ever possible. The nine-year-old on his back, his body folded in two, with his fathers weight on it as he pounded into his anal tunnel.
The little boy with one skinny leg in the air, taking the big fuckpole sideways in the butt. The little boy sitting on his dad's hard-on, as he coaxed him to slide on it faster, impaling himself harder. The little boy in mid-air, hanging from his father's hips with the large penis buried up his chute.
Both their bodies dripped with considerable sweat and the small child, overwhelmed by the strength of his client laid totally limp as he possessed his featherweight body, moaning from time to time. His anus had dilated fully and didn't bring him any pain as the man shoved the entire length of his fuckstick in his rectum.
Charles carried the Asian child to the dresser and turned him on his tummy. With the remaining energy he had, he slammed away. The little boy's feet rapped against the drawers as he assfucked mercilessly.
Jason watched Kung shaking next to him, and his eyes shuttered when his boyish orgasm racked his tired body. His small erection jolted, a single drop of sperm appearing from his pissslit.
Just at the same time, he looked at his father's buns tensing. His cries of joy echoed from what he figured was the best fuck of his life.
From the look of relief on the child's face, he imagined he was being filled with hot spunk, plastering his intestines. His dad released his cock from the confines of the kid's rectum and his seed spurted on the sweaty tanned back of the boy.
Again, Charles had the boy kneeling on all fours as he snapped pictures of his well-used red and puffy asshole oozing rivers of white jism.
Chapter 3
The dragon's punishment
Jason blushed as they walked outside the secret bordello. Dozens of people were running up the street and his erection was still strong in his navy blue shorts. For a moment, he tried to forget what he had just seen. It was so unbelievable, that his mind kept coming back to it. Maybe it wasn't his dad after all? Just a vision.
Kung laughed at the blond boy's sudden stiffness, amused by the spaced out look on his mug. He clicked his fingers in front of his eyes and invited him to stroll up a nearby street.
After a while, an abandoned factory appeared in front of the American boy's eyes. Still considerably horny, he wished the place was a hideaway for them to have hot sweaty boy-sex and finally release his tension. But the roaring sound of a crowd dampened his enthusiasm.
Both youngsters stepped into the large warehouse, finding themselves in the middle of an arena. A hundred men were gathered around a square mat where a couple of twelve-year-olds were boxing.
Jason watched his little Asian friend already screaming the name of one of the boxers, obviously encouraging him to beat the hell out of the other. But the blond boy's thoughts weren't focused on the sport. He examined the two young Asians with something else in mind. They were only wearing underwear and red boxing gloves. As they bounced around, he stared at their genitals moving all about in their undies. The sweat and water that was sprayed at them had rendered the small garment almost transparent and Jason relished the opportunity to see all of their young glory.
He could see it all; the brown firm buns, the large testicles unprotected by a jock strap, and the meaty wieners. He could even tell they weren't circumcised. The manly bout was strangely erotic to him. One of the boys mesmerized him. His prick seemed huge for his compact body. It looked so heavy. And it was heavy. The Asian boy's underpants were below the hipbones from the big package it had to support.
The object of Jason's admiration released a quick jab suddenly, flattening the other kid. The audience cheered.
"That – my – brother." Kung exclaimed, raising his arms in a V.
Jason smiled, happy for his younger friend.
***
The journey had been incredible and Jason's excitement was about to peak. He could feel it as they walked into the slums. The boy was leading him to show him his home, after a long walk in the neighbourhood.
The house stood on the edge of a cliff, like all the other around, a hovel. In a minute he had visited it entirely. Only three small rooms. A kitchen, a bedroom for the adults and one for the kids. Jason knew that Kung had to sleep in the same bed with his older brother the boxer. His thoughts turned to the many nights the young boy had probably been sodomized by his siblings long penis.
Always his compulsive self, Jason browsed through the Asian boy's toys, getting a sense of how privileged he was as he went through the meagre possessions. A stuff bear here, a GI JOE, some miniatures cars. But mostly, boy-made toys, wooden sticks and recycled paper balls.
Kung watched silently the American boy peeking around. Bored beyond belief, he fished under his bed a stack of magazine and handed them to the blond twelve-year-old with a smile. Something he knew for sure would wake him up.
Jason's eyes widened as he turned the pages of the magazines. On every pages, naked boys were playing with each other sexually. Little kids sucking their dinks, close-ups of a ten-year-old getting assfucked by a teenager, a little boy blowing a dog and adults shooting their loads in the mouths and anuses of small children.
One of the magazine featured the same boy who was sitting on the bed next to him. Jason grinned wickedly as he studied him servicing two men.
Kung realized the white kid was looking at his pictures. He cooed loudly and stood on the mattress. Swaying his hips, he began a strip-tease for his foreign friend. With two quick kicks, he threw his sandals across the bedroom getting Jason's full attention.
Slowly, he removed his dirty t-shirt. Jason had forgotten about the mags now and was staring at the real kid in front of him. Kung unfastened the button of his shorts and wiggled his hips to let them ease down his skinny brown legs. Only in skimpy red bikini underwear, he grabbed his crotch, giggling like a toddler.
The seat of his undies was only a string, buried in the cleft of his round asscheeks. Jason's hard-on was aching in his short pants, anticipating the warm mouth it was headed for.
But just as he was about to pull down his zipper, something he never imagined happened. A tremendous force. A push coming from behind him.
Hey he yelled as two strangers laid their weight on his back. His face was crushed in the mattress, hands were working behind his back, tying his wrist. "Stop it," he pleaded.
The voices of the three males in the room got mingled. Gibberish he couldn't comprehend. Closing his eyes, Jason hoped it was a bad dream. Or a game he figured innocently. Turning his head, he glanced at the two intruders, recognizing right away the older brother of Kung. The other boy was even older, around sixteen.
Unable to escape, the hands began to undress him slowly, torturing his naive mind. First, stealing his Nike than pulling on his blue socks. Soon, they were sliding his blue shorts off his white legs, and finally, removing his white briefs. His little penis had shrunk under his body from the intense fear. The boys chuckled around him, taking advantage of his helpless position.
Jason sobbed violently, pleading for Kung to save his butt. The Asian ten-year-old climbed on his back and patted his smooth buttocks.
"Now – my turn – fuck you!" he whispered in his ear.
The two older males gripped his ankles, spreading Jason's legs wide. He had not thought of the possibility that any boy would want bang his little butt. Fucking was something he did onto others. Not something that what supposed to be done to him.
As Kung began humping the boy's round white buttocks, his body quivered with the excitement of deflowering his young cherry ass. The gang aspect was even more exhilarating. He remembered how he was cornered one day three years ago when he was seven, by a trio of adolescents. The teenagers approached him, bent him over, and fucked his ass well. Regardless of the screams of pain and protests, the adolescents boys buttfucked him two or three times before they released him, upon which time he ran away crying, his asshole sore for several weeks after that. All in all a rough crash course in sexual practices.
Jason felt the humid knob of the Asian kid push against his tiny hole. Soon he found the more he tried to extirpate it, the more it slid inside his guts. "Arhhhhhhhh," he growled, feeling the small erection penetrating him. Much to his dismay, the thin penis of the pre-teen hurt like crazy in his virginal opening. His ass stretched, he had it all in him. The sting of betrayal buried up his rectum.
Afterwards, things became blurred. The boys suddenly turned wild around him. Kung dug his fingers in his flesh, thrusting his very hard boy-dick at a rapid pace in his bottom, wailing and moaning.
Jason's body tensed up from the dull pain in his asshole. Kung's brother presented his crotch to him, flaunting his beefy genitals. The cock he had so admired was inches from his noses. Mixed feelings mingled in his heart. He wanted to see the beautiful prick hard, but he didn't wanna have to suck it.
The thirteen-year-old rubbed his dickhead on the captive boy's lips, urging him to take it all in his mouth. Jason parted his lips and let himself be invaded by the hardening meat. With every thrust of his little brother in his butt, he was shoved on the older one's pole. After a slow start, Jason began to earnestly suck the penis of the boxer. The seven stiff inches [18 cm] tickled his tonsils.
But he found himself gagging too much on the huge piece of flesh and cocked his blond head to release the big teenage prong.
The Asian boy was not about to have him stop now. He spread his legs wider and began thrusting his groin at the boy's sucking mouth. He grabbed onto his head with both hands, and held on as he slammed his erection in and out of the twelve-year-old's oral cavity.
The sudden aggressiveness startled Jason, especially from the boy he had grown fond of after his boxing match. The thrusting organ in his mouth began to choke him as it drove deeper and deeper inside his throat. Jason struggled to free himself, moving left and right, however, the two Asian males were too excited to quit, and their strength far exceeded his own.
Sweat poured on his skin as the two boys ravaged both his orifices. Their groans of pleasure drowned his plaintive whimpers. With the accuracy of a clock, Kung buried his dick up his tender pucker, then the older partner shoved his massive penis inside his mouth.
With a few more deep thrusts, the thirteen-year-old let out a grunt, and with one final thrust, started spilling his semen in the Jason's mouth. The boy at first gagged as the fluid shot on his tongue and down his throat, but he quickly recovered, and instinct took over as he began to swallow. Several more seconds, and the teen's orgasm subsided.
Jason could still feel the imprints of the boy's fingers around his head. His body rocked back and forth, the bed squeaking, as Kung fucked him at one hundred miles on the verge of his climax. The small boy let out a high-pitched squeal and began jerking over him, in the throes of a dry but long orgasm.
Already exhausted, Jason glanced at the boy rapists. The oldest one was grinning and fondling his massive hard-on. Jason's heart sank. The boxer grabbed his ankles and pulled on them to bend him on the edge of the bed. Unwillingly, he spread his legs wide as a tormentor kicked his calves. For a moment, the siblings surveyed him, his white body, bound at their mercy. His little reddish asshole contracting and expanding in the aftershocks of his first fuck.
"Lemme go guys
3; please?" he pleaded, sobbing and hoping they could understand. The thirteen-year-old stepped behind him and rubbed his puckered fuckhole with a finger. Jason could feel the raging hard-on brushing against his soft asscheeks, not believing the boy could be horny already after cumming in his mouth seconds before.
Kung cheered for his older brother to enter the foreign kid and the young teenager positioned himself behind the boy. With one hand he placed his penis against the lad's anal opening. When he attempted to thrust inside of him all in one swift movement, the boy cried out in pain. He persisted and the boy yelled loudly, "ARHHHHHHHHHHH UHHHHHHHHHHHHRRGGGGGG ARRRGR ARRG!"
Kung promptly stuffed the boy's briefs in his jaws, silencing him at once. The athletic teen wrapped his arms tightly around the white kid, and pushed his penis back into the boy's narrow canal. With great difficulty, and a lot of muffled grunting, screeching, and complaining from the boy, he eventually managed to get himself totally inside of his skinny body. The young buggerer was amazed at the sensations that he was feeling. The asshole of the boy was far better feeling than that of the other loose ones that he had fucked. It could only have been equalled by his younger brother's virgin pucker of a long time ago.
The small shithole was like a warm glove around his turgid member. With long slow strokes, he explored the depths of the white child, sinking ball-deep into him. His moans of pleasure echoed in the bedroom.
Jason stood on his toes, like a human spring, as the long cock slipped inside his butt. Tired of fighting, he let his muscles relax, wincing in his gag each time the big hard-on painfully stretched his little hole wider.
The bed suddenly began to shake on the wooden floor. Jason's vision became foggy, his mind attempting to shut down the constant intrusion in his body. The teenager's hands gripped his shoulders as he pounded his steely pole at a fast rate. The heavy cum-filled testicles bounced on his rear end.
"Uhhhh uhhhh uhhhhh!" he complained barely loud enough for the other boys to hear.
Determined to enjoy every second, the young teenager savoured his fuck. And for long minutes, he fucked away at a steady tempo, biting his lip and watching his seven incher [18 cm] disappear fully inside the tiny bunghole. After about twenty more thrusts, he felt himself ready to cum, and with one final thrust, he sent his penis as far as it could go inside of the boy's ass. A wave of tingles travelled from his dickhead to his groin.
Overtaken by spasms of bliss, he squeeze the kid's shoulders, his pulsing cock shooting bursts after bursts of hot cum up his bum. At least a dozen times, his brothers observed his muscular buns twitch every time he painted the intestines of the twelve-year-old with his white goo.
Rushed by the eldest, he pulled out his cock of the sucking hole with a wet plop. The tall sixteen-year-old, sexed-up from watching his younger siblings have their way with the young boy took over. Swiftly, he folded the youngster in two, positioning him like a girl, on his back, his legs spread on each side of his head, and his gaping pussy boy-hole easily accessible.
Then he climbed on top of him, putting all his weight on the red-faced kid and aiming his thick erection towards his violated anus. Jason's eyes bulged at the sight of the man-size organ about to spear him and the Asian teenager grinned. Unable to scream, he shook his head wildly as the large penis penetrated him.
The Asian teen pulled out just as the tip of his cock popped inside the pre-pubescent boy's sphincter and after a second, he buried it inside the dilated hole again. Doing the same routine, he pulled out again and pushed it in again. And again, and again, and again. Every time, only inserting his bulbous prickhead inside the constricting anus. Enlarging the once virgin asshole to accept all of his massive manhood.
Jason grimaced with each painful invasion of the moist spongy flesh. Almost begging with his facial expressions that the strong teenager get done raping him so that it would finally be over.
Satisfied with his work, the dark-haired sixteen-year-old increased the forward pressure to penetrate the full length of his cock inside the sperm-filled rectum. The tight ring slid around the diameter of his shaft, swallowing him slowly, until he was firmly mounted on the child.
The ropes burned Jason's wrists under his back. Pinned down, he watched the huge prick sink into him between his slender legs. The teenager's eyes were evil as he began driving his hard-on fully into his ass. He thought he had known pain before with the two other brothers, but it was nothing compared to the tremendous assault he was experiencing with the tallest of the family.
His legs flailed in the air as the anal onslaught grew more intense. Hard slapping sounds of flesh against flesh resonated in the darkening room. His ordeal had taken hours and he wondered for a second if his dad was worried. Totally possessed by the older male, he felt like a puppet, shaken and ravaged mercilessly. Praying the big cock wouldn't bust his ass, he closed his eyes, grunting with every hard plowing.
As much as he tried blocking the brutal sodomy, his mind focused on it. His little anus had become accustomed to the large organ. It plowed deep inside his bowels, rubbing against his prostate. He felt as if the teenage cock would come out of his mouth if he didn't have his briefs lodged in there.
Not believing what was happening, he watched his shrivelled dick suddenly stiffen between his thighs. How could this be happening? The more the rigid cock bumped his prostate, the more he got aroused. He wanted to cry, break his bounds and hold on to the tall Asian boy as he rode him savagely.
The sixteen-year-old noticed the renewed arousal of the pre-teen kid and fucked him even harder, eager to make him come anally for the first time. Faster and harder he sodomized his little butt, his cock flying in and out of the diminutive opening.
Jason shuddered as he grew closer to his orgasm. "MMMMM mmMMMMM HMMMMMM!" he moaned, his toes cramping up in the air. A quick stab hit the spot in his rectum and without touching once his dick, he recognized the wonderful jolts of pleasure that came with his usual climaxes. His penis pulsated five times, spraying his face with droplets of liquid boyjuice.
After several more seconds of heavy duty fucking, the Asian began to feel that sensation in the bottom of his balls. As it continued to mount, and spread to the very base of his penis, he increased his thrusting madly. All at once the sensations were too much and he ejaculated inside the little ass.
Groaning and gasping for air, he pulled out to shoot the rest of his load on the boy's sweaty tummy. His abundant seed formed lakes from his navel to his erect nipples.
Finally relieved, Jason sighed on the bed, thinking up excuses for his failure to make it for supper in time.
The three boys let the young wobbly tourist go and untied his bound hands but not before urinating in his totally dilated red little bumhole.
The End
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Boy Stories
14,500 words (29 pages).