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Subject: Devil Boys 24 DEVIL BOYS By Encolpius DISLAIMER: This story is fiction. Compliments, complaints, comments to ail Remember to donate to Nifty. I have more stories to tell. Author’s Note: This part is told from the point of view of David, the porn cameraman from the previous two parts. And a minor confession: this part like the last are recycled from a story I did 4 or 5 years ago when I first started writing dirty stories. I’ve always really liked it. TWENTY FOUR An interlude, part 2 He’s a month shy of 13, a month shy of being a teenager. But he is truly a horny boy. Whether I work the day shift or the evening shift, he is over at my place at some point wanting some. His mom is a stripper and, I suspect, sometime whore. She strips four days a week and parties three. She isn’t keeping close track of the boy the last 3 weeks. It’s all been oral and handjobs but it’s good. He hates wearing clothes and he loves being sexual. That works for me. He has announced that his ambition is to be a porn star. Five days a week, I work at the Love Shack, selling sex toys and videos and stamping hands for the theatre upstairs, with Salvation Army furniture and low lifes sleeping off shit with 6 rooms with TV’s showing porn so you can have sleazy anonymous sex. Two days a week, I work at one of Tampa’s gay bathhouses, the popular one, also run down and sleazy. I sell pot to help make ends meet because neither job pays much. She is a customer. Every three or four days, a quarter. Colby likes to get high too, insisting that he smokes with his mom too and she doesn’t care. Still I want to be careful about that. That sort of thing can get you in trouble. It was Wednesday. I was getting home and she was leaving but she came over when she saw me. For a brief flash, the thought occurred to me that I was lucky she didn’t catch me with her son’s dick in my mouth. “Hey David, I need a favor, kind of a big favor” she said, standing out in the court yard separating our shit hole apartments. I asked her what I could do for her. “I have an opportunity this week, out of town. Las Vegas. It’s work but it’s all weekend and I can’t take Colby. I don’t have anybody that can look out for him. Is there any way he could stay over with you for the weekend? I know it’s a lot but he really likes you and it would really help me out.” I nod. “Yeah, sure. It’ll be fun.” Colby was pumped. He was excited, looking forward to it. He had a couple of days of anticipation and it was what he talked about. In his mind, it was going to be 2 nights and 2 days of partying and sex. Actually, in my mind too. 48 hours of contributing to the delinquency of a minor and statutory rape. Who the fuck wouldn’t want that? She had all ready left for the airport, which is only a mile or so away, by the time I got home. Colby was waiting for me. He was wearing a pair of shorts a little too big for him, yanked down and no underwear, the upper bit of pubic hair showing, no shirt and flip flops. He had a backpack with a change of clothes in it. “Par-tee. par-tee, par-tee” he chanted as I got out of my car, a broad grin on his face. I looked around. There was no one out. “whatcha packing little man?” He was still grinning. He grabbed his crotch. “I got what you want bitch” Well, that was true. I made him help me get stuff in. I had a 12 pack just in case but had bought rum and mixers for our weekend of sin. Plus I had a present for him and some snacks. “Can we have pizza?” “Sure” I said. She hadn’t given me money for food and Colby was a fucking eating machine. He’s probably grown a half inch just in the time I’ve known him. He eats everything in sight. But whatever. We work out the order and I call it in. “Do I have to wear clothes?” “Not inside. But I have a gift for you.” I hand him the box. It is mesh thong. He yanks off his shorts and quickly puts them on. Grinning he models for me, turning slowly around, even bending over so I see his ass. Then he bolts into the bathroom to admire himself. “I’m pretty fucking hot, David. You think I am right?” “Fuck yeah, you’re hot as shit” He nods knowingly and grabs his crotch. I make us each a fruity drink, his weaker than mine, and load a hit in the bong. He hacks and coughs when he smokes it but it’s okay. I figure he will be more or less continously high for the next 48 hours. I do send him tandoğan escort into the bedroom when the pizza boy comes because he is mostly naked and underage. I get the pizza without difficulty and Colby tucks into it lustily. He devours piece after piece. Then there is some more alcohol and some more pot and he is feeling a bit lit. We are on the bed, both naked, making out. He still has the thong on but he is hard as a rock. I reach down and peel it off, his erection springing up. I can taste his precum when I suck him. Nice and salty. He tends to cum in dribbles but he is pretty young and that will change. His balls are nice sized but there isn’t any hair on them yet, just the ring around the base of his penis. But he likes getting it sucked and he is proud of his cum. It makes him feel like a man. I, on the other hand, think of it as boy cream and I’ll drink as much as he will unload in my mouth. I play with his balls some, nice and full, churning out the sperm and making the testosterone that is changing him from boy to man, fortunately not too fast. Right now, he is in a perfect place: old enough to want it and young enough for it to all being new and exciting. He is gyrating his hips trying to get his dick down deeper in my throat. I know that he just needs to cum one good time to get the horniness off. But I am toying with him and it’s driving him crazy. I just let him slide his dick along my tongue as he face fucks me. He is grunting hard, not really sure how to talk dirty. He wants to though. He wants it all. I pull back. “Slow down, baby” “It feels good” “Yeah,” I say. “Make it last” He tries but he just can’t. He’s 13 and horny and he wants it all right now. He hasn’t learned the pleasures of holding out, of edging. He isn’t really capable of it. Later, after he’s cum a time or two, I will teach him. We have all weekend. Fuck, suck and get fucked up. Me and a boy barely in his teens. Too fucking hot. I am sucking him. He still trying to ram it down. His face is scrunched up. His balls are tight up against his body. He throws his head back. “Ohh” Colby cries out. His dick explodes. spraying cum down my throat. We don’t get out of bed. He is laying there, idly stroking my dick, smiling. It feels good. He starts telling me all kinds of things, about playstation and about boys from his old school and his mom’s boyfriends and just anything that comes into his head. The purposeless chatter of a middle schooler. I am fascinated by it. I am fascinated by his thin, boyish body with a dick that isn’t a boys stuck in the middle. “You want me to suck you” he asks I nod. “If you want to” “Yeah. I’m going to be a really good cocksucker one day, good as you. Better than you.” I smile. Maybe he will. If he wants to practice, that’s fine. He puts his hand around my stiff pole and yanks on it as he puts the tip in his mouth. I have taught him the importance of avoiding teeth. He uses his tongue to work the head like I have told him. He is a quick learner sexually, an enthusiastic pupil. Slowly he tries to get more and more of the shaft in. About half way, he gags. He’s getting better. It’s more hand job than blow job, but he is trying and he clearly does love dick. In fact, he loves dick a lot. We smoke another bowl as we lay naked in the bed, the night time enveloping us. Fully buzzed, we go outside on the small back patio. There isn’t much space but there is a privacy fence. It’s after midnight, so I doubt we would get caught. That’s good, because me and a 13 year old are naked. I sit in the chair, the hot still night like a blanket and Colby settes in on my lap, snuggling. It’s nice to just hold him. “I want to be a porn star when I grow up” “Mmm Hmm” I’m high and pot makes me horny and if he is going to talk about this, I can’t help myself. Just having his naked body next mine is hot enought “You think I can?” “Yeah,” I say. “I think you were meant for it” “I told my Mom I was gay” I stopped. I was hoping that he wouldn’t. “What did she say?” He shrugged. “She said she knew” “That’s cool” Colby started flicking his hard cock back and too against his flat belly. He giggled. “I got a stiffie” “I see that. We don’t want that to go to waste.” “Um Jimmy, can I ….?” I look at him. He is being shy. I nudge him on. “Can I … can I fuck you?” tekirdağ escort “Sure” It took a minute of prep. A good douche and some lube. I am on the bed, legs spread apart, my ass in the air, to be fucked doggy style. I have to reach behind to guide him in, though. He can’t find the hole. First timers often can’t. But I get him right and he rams it in hard. It hurts. “Stop” I tell him. He backs out. “No, just go slow, Colby. Not so rough” “Sorry’ “You’re good. Fuck me” He tries to go slow, he really does. For 3 or 4 strokes, he succeeds. But then the urgency starts. He pokes harder and faster and I know he has lost control. He pants furiously and then pulls out. “I’m sorry, David. I didn’t mean to. It just…” He is panic sticken. “It’s okay, baby. It’s cool. You sorry because you came in my ass or because you came quick?” He looks downward, ashamed. “Both” I pull him toward me, hug him tight and kiss him. “Baby, you can cum in my ass or in my mouth whenever you want. Don’t worry about how long you lasted. It was your first time. You’re not a virgin any more. We got two days and a night more. Your going to fuck me plenty of times” He smiles. For maybe an hour, we just laid in bed, Colby chattering away, making out slowly. But the kid is a horndog and soon he is hard and horny. It’s the wee hours of the morning, way past his bed time as I roll over on my back, rest my knees on his thin shoulders and let him enter me. He fumbles awkwardly and I have to guide him in. But it feels damn good when he does. I think the kid, when he’s finished, will be hung like a horse but right now, he is the perfect size for me: thick enough and long enough to be mansized but not so big as to hurt. He squiggles and squirms a bit as he tries to get settle on his knees. Unintentionally, he sends shivers of pure pleasure down my spine. The look on his face is anxious but happy. I tell him to go slow. He does. He’s not good at it, not yet. BUt better than the first time. When he asks me if I like it, I can truthfully tell him I do. There is nothing about sex with boys that I don’t find appealing. I know from experience that it is easier to get them to top than to bottom but eventually I will get my dick in his ass. For now, this will do just fine. “Harder, baby” I tell him. Short stabbing strokes. His face is screwed up tight, concentrating. In a way, I wish I knew what was going on in his mind. I think he is enjoying it though. I know I am. “Harder” I say “Uhh,” Colby exhales. He isn’t paying attention to me. He is lost in his own pleasure. His lean, almost skinny body is gyrating as he fucks me, harder and harder. He isn’t trying to pleasure me, nothing so noble. He is just fucking with all of his migh, doing what feels good. But it’s making me feel good too. I reach down and stroke my own cock, now supersensitive. Sweat is pouring off his body as he fucks. He fucks longer and harder and I buck against it. “Ohhh, ohhh, oh God” Colby cries out. His face contorts, he looks like he might die. And then complete relief. “That was good” I say He laughs like a maniac. He starts playfully punching me, wrestling around, kissing, smiling and laughing. He is thrilled to have lost his cherry. Eventually we settle down and go to sleep in each other’s arms. He is a restless sleeper but I am tired and soon I am dead to the world. It’s afternoon before we wake up. I make him some frozen waffles, which he scarfs down hungrily. The boy can definitely eat. I convince him to get dressed and we go to the shooting range to squeeze off a few rounds and then to an abandoned parking lot for him to get a driving lesson. By the time we make it home, he is a happy boy. “Can I fuck you again?” Colby asks when we are alone again in the apartment. “IF that’s what you want to do.” He smiles devilishly. “I want to fuck you 10 times” “If you think you can” I say, punching him on the arm. “I can. I’m a stud,” he says proudly. Then he stops. “My mom says you are a pervert.” “What you think?” I am worried now. “Dunno” he answers. He shrugs. “You like men too or just boys?” “Mostly boys. Men too just not as much” He nods. “I can fuck you anytime I want? Or suck me anytime I want?” “Yeah” He breaks into a broad grin. “I am going to fuck you so hard. 10 times.” I think missionary is better. I want to tokat escort see him when he does it. I put a pillow under my ass to get height, my legs apart. My gorgeous boy is between them, naked and hard. He is skinny and bony, but you can begin to see the man in the boy. But that dick. goddamn that dick, that lovely dick is hovering around my hole. I’ve greased up and he has slathered lube on. I guide him in. Fuck. That feels full. He buries his dick all the way in. Then he smiles from ear to ear. He is proud of himself. He is so horned up that he literally can’t get enough and he knows that I desire him so much. He is beginning to learn that it takes skill and he is trying, this his third attempt. He slowly pulls back and then slides back in, bareback and hard. Well, that feels good. Then he fucks me faster. “Go baby, go baby. Fuck me” He is breathing hard. I am too. I haven’t lost my erection. I reach down and stroke myself. Colby sees me and he reaches down and takes over. His strokes with his hand are in time with his hips. I am not sure whether thats what I want or not but I know that I am alive down there. He is grunting, almost like an animal. I try to clench my ass muscles and his eyes get big. That must have felt good. I am sweaty. I can feel his sweat dripping on me. He is trying to be a good lover but he is losing himself. He rocks back and forth, his penis sliding in and out just a bit. Its his skin against mine. And now that he has come a few times, he is better able to hold out. He’s no longer a 4 stroke engine. It’s harder and harder, faster and faster. I know I have created a monster here. Now that he’s had it, he’s going to want it. And not just from me. He’s going to be searching out asses to fuck. But this one, right now, is the one he has. “Fuck” he moans. “Fuck, fuck, fuck” “Fuck me hard, baby. Do it” He pounds me. I take over on my own. That’s better. I am supersensitive now. Each stroke sends waves of pleasure over me. The pressure is building. My breathing is more and more ragged. It’s harder to think. I just feel. I feel good. Fucking good. So does Colby. He has that lost look, the beginnings of an O face, all scrunched up and contorted. I must too because the sensation is growing. The strokes are faster and faster, shorter and harder, more savage and, fuck, better. “Goddamn” I cry out. “Goddamn. Fuck me” Colby grunts. Every muscle is straining. He going cum soon. I am too. The sensation is grown, the pressure is there. My balls are about to explode. I have to stop stroking. I can’t take it. But he doesn’t stop fucking and I don’t want him too. Then, just when I don’t think I can stand it, that last big surge. I gasp and squirt after squirt of white jizz shoots out of my prick as a wave pure joy floods over me. Colby stops suddenly, looks wide eyed at my orgasm, bits his lip and starts back fucking my ass with a fury. He pants like a dog, his face almost tortured and then, his eyes closed, he drops a load in my ass. I wake up briefly around dawn. He is nestled in bed next to me, naked and hard. I reach over and slide my hand on his dick. He stirs a bit but doesn’t wake. This is perfect. He is perfect. What we are doing is perfect. It’s illegal. It’s immoral but it is perfect. No one in this moment could doubt his sexuality or his drive for sex. He may be young but he derserves to be sexual. We wake at noon. Before we can get out of bed, he slides into my ass one last time. He hasn’t made it the 10 times he promised but he has sucked and fucked a ton. We have to clean up. Can’t leave any signs. She returns after 8. She looks tired. I think she has been fucked a bit too. “You have a good time?” she asks Colby as she kisses his forehead. He squirms away, embarassed. He grunts in assent. “Mom, I can stay here with David tonight too.” I am stunned. We didn’t discuss that. She looks at him and then at me. “You’re not all fucked out? He that big a stud or did you not take advantage of the opportunity?” I don’t know what to say. “You have school tomorrow” she says He pouts. Then he says, “I can get up here just as good.” “Well, whatever. Go and get some clothes.” He rockets out of my apartment in a dead run back to hers to get some clothes. “Well…” I stammer “Look, whatever. He’s queer. He’s gonna fuck. Might as well be you, somebody who knows what they’re doing. If he’s here, it makes my life easier. But the Children’s services people can’t find out.” “Yeah. Definitely.” “My quarter bag a week just got to be for free” “Okay” I say. The price is cheap. He fucked me that night and the next and the next and the next.

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