Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Lost Everything Chapter 7, Mb By Jack B Pink (jack.b.pink@yandex.com) http://www.asstr.org/~JackBPink/ Codes: Mb(8), Mf(13)-brief, Mb, anal, rim, cp, nc Please be aware that this story describes, in erotic detail, sexual interactions between males and between adults and minors (both over and under 14). The author vehemently discourages and condemns any sort of adult-child abuse including sexual abuse - even if all parties involved are "consenting" at the time. Seriously. It's not worth destroying a child's life to get off. Just read these harmless stories. This story is meant solely for entertainment purposes, not instruction. Please do yourself a favor and DON'T harm or abuse any real children. The characters and events depicted in this story are completely fabrications and in no way relate to real people or real events. Any appearance of similarity to real persons or events is completely coincidental. ***I thrive on feedback. If you enjoy this or any of my other stories, I'd love to hear from you. If I made you cum, let me know (consider it payment ;) ).*** - Chapter 7 Payback: Bye-Bye Benny's Cherry Adam Smithington looked down at the petite thirteen year old girl. Samantha lay on her back on the bed, her long black hair contrasting with her porcelain face. She smiled seductively at him as he looked her up and down. She was shirtless, her breasts were budding nicely, small, but firm mounds on her chest. Adam preferred big tits, but he had to admit, there was something alluring about the young teen and her sexuality. Adam had recently arrived at a secret location on an island somewhere in the tropics. He was introduced to Jeorgory Munti, a large African man who was, apparently, the owner of the Great Kiddie Pictures Exchange that Adam had contacted. He had provided the GKPX a trove of never before seen child pornography. Years of material for the exchange. His reward was to be invited into the group. He knew the exchange was part of the well known underground industry of kiddie porn and the child sex trade, so he hoped he would be able to find out where he could find his son, Benny. He knew this moment would come as he unbuttoned his fly as the young girl looked on. As soon as he arrived, he made it clear that he was a hacker and his images came from a private collection. In fact, he stole the porn from the evidence servers of law enforcement facilities around the world. He also let slip that he'd never had sex with a child. This was something that he meant to keep hidden so he could blend in, but now it was too late. Mundi immediately offered him one of his whores. Adam picked Samantha, one of the older ones. She lay on the bed, topless, but wearing a short school girl skirt and white thigh high socks. She spread her legs invitingly as Adam's pants fell to his ankles. She was wearing a thong, her pussy hidden, but her small globes hugged the string. "Do you want to take off my skirt, Mister?" She said with a surprisingly high voice. "No," Adam found himself saying what we desperately wanted, "leave it on." She giggled playfully but lifted her hips. "Okay, but we don't need this," she slipped off her thong and threw it at Adam. It hit his face and he was surprised at how wet it was. He licked his lips unconsciously and tasted her. Then he smelled her and his erection throbbed, spewing a forceful jet of pre in the teen's direction. He looked down at her, unable to remove his eyes from her glowing sex. She spread her legs more, opening up her flowery labia. Her juices dripped across her anus. The scent was intoxicating to Adam. He wasn't in control as he lay on top of the thirteen year old girl. His dripping glands rubbed against her glistening lips as he adjusted himself. He looked down at her, and saw her irises dilate, her cheeks flush, and her mouth sigh in pleasure as he surrounded himself in her warm wetness. She was tight. Tighter than he'd ever had. He thrust in her as he watched her blissful face. It had been so so long. He thrust again. She quivered around his cock. He thrust again and came, filling her ripe womb with his seed. His pedo seed he realized in horror as he fell on her spent. Unseen, she smiled knowingly. *** You are sitting at your computer, pantsless. Your dick is aching for attention, but before you go to your stash, you need to know if there is something new. You type in the secret address in your browser. Up pops the familiar website marquee. Your favorite new boy smiles at you from the screen. Benny Smithington is holding two adult penises against his cheeks. He is smearing their cream on himself. His grinning mouth drips with pedophile semen. Your cock swells at the familiar image. A little bead of your own pre slips out of your kid loving dick. You quickly scroll the page to the link. That link which you check every day. A pop-up appears asking for the secret code. It is unique to each user and you know they are tracking you. But you don't care. You enter your code and are allowed into the site's repository. You scroll to the bottom of the page, where the new updates are listed. Your breath catches. There is a new one! You click on the link "Payback: Bye-Bye Benny's Cherry". Finally! He's going anal. The payment system prompts up. You enter your offshore bank account. The 1000 euros will be well spent. The download starts. Your cock aches, begging for attention. The download finishes as you grab your cock and squeeze. You open the video. Busty porn music plays amidst enticing sound effects as the credits roll: The words "Payback" swing across the screen as a high pitched boy giggles. The words "Bye-Bye Benny's Cherry" fade in then out as mattress springs creak. A short clip of a young, brown-haired boy appears. The boy is naked, on all fours with his ass in the air. His little balls swing. His face peeks out from behind his tight little body. He grins. One arm is wrapped over his back and he is diligently rubbing his little boy anus. Sounds of wet slapping backdrop this scene as text enters: "Starring 8-yo Slut-Boy Benny and..." A still image of a man, shirtless, hairy, bearded. He is grinning knowingly at the camera and wearing short lime-green shorts. His dick is erect and highlighted as it bulges against the man's thigh. The head is peeking out the bottom. The text "Master Buck" is displayed as two voices groan in lust, a small, young voice and an old masculine one. The screen faded to black before the young voice comes back, "No. Take it out. It hurts. It's too big. Nooooo." The screen faded and the image brightens to the screen. Your breath catches as you tug on your pud. You lean in, taking in every detail. You see Slut-Boy Benny, laying on his stomach. He is on a bed with Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles on the sheets. The turtles grin around the boy's little body. He is shirtless and pantsless. Wearing only a pair of loose fitting but very short faded pink briefs. The waistband had been pulled down a bit, so the top of his smooth white crack sticks out. The camera zooms to the eight year old rump as the boy wiggles his money makers teasingly. "Hey, Buddy." A deep voice comes from off screen. Benny turns on his side and smiles at the man as he walks in frame. The boy raises a knee, allowing the leg band of his briefs to dangle loosely. The camera quickly zooms to the boy's crotch and works the best angle possible. You can see the boy's little dickie resting across his tight hairless scrotum. The beginning of his crack is visible, but alas, his button is still hidden for now. A looped silver ring runs through the tip of the little pink foreskin. As you stare, the boy's penis quickly inflates, his immature foreskin rolling back and shifting along the ring. His prick is now at full attention, the ring dangles along his glands. Muffled moaning comes out of the speakers. Reluctantly, the camera man backs off of the boy's crotch and focuses on the little faced dwarfed by the bearded man's. The man's and boy's jaws are working as they slide their tongues over each other's. The man's hand reaches down and gently tugs on one of the black bars sticking through the eight year old nipples. This elicits an irritated squeak from the boy. The man, also shirtless and in just the lime green shorts from the intro breaks the kiss and straightens up as he adjusts himself. There is a clear wet spot of slime in his pants. "Go back to how you were," he orders gently. The boy obeys. The boy is now laying again on his stomach. The bed squeaks as Buck sits next to the little kid. The man rests this hairy paws on the boy's pink covered globes. He kneads the for a bit, then tickles the boy's taint underneath his briefs, eliciting a soft giggle and a sexy squirm. The man teases the camera, lifting the waistband, then snapping it back before the cameraman can get a good shot. The man's thumb and forefinger close on the pink undie-taint. You are close. Too close so you release your angry cock as the man tugs off the boy's briefs. Slut-Boy Benny is now completely naked. Buck gently guides Benny's legs apart slightly before he backs off to allow the cameraman to show off the soon to be ex-virgin. He starts with the pale boy feet and smooth calves. Then pans his way up past the boy's meaty thighs before turning up. You can see everything: the boy's little balls protected tightly by the smooth sac; the small, appetizing taint marked by a property tattoo, and a lovely little seam; the dark crack and not quite hidden tight prize, a small slit waiting to be forced opened. You ruefully wonder if this soft little hole will be able to allow the monster standing straight out above Buck's testicles. Buck returns to between the eight year old's legs, making sure the camera always has a good shot. His hairy mitts rub along the boy's naked cheeks. He slaps them playfully. You can see them jiggle enticingly. Buck's hand grip each cheek and relaxes. Over and over the eight year old's cheeks are squeezed. Each time the molester grips, you can get a brief glimpse of the treasure within the smooth crack. The man stood and rubs a digit up and down the part. You can see the boy-globes tighten and goose bumps spring up around the invading finger. It tickles. Deftly, Buck uses one hand to pry apart the young glutes. Now the little hole is unobstructed. The pressure from his cheeks being pulled apart opens up Slut-Boy Benny, the whiteness the boy's outside is overshadowed by the ripe redness of his entry. A glob of foamy slit splatters on the boy's hole. It clenches softly at the new sensation before Buck's expert digit slips through the foam to rub the sensual button. You can hear the boy moan as he arches his butt up against his abuser's finger. The man's spit allows his finger easy access. But he doesn't take full advantage. Instead, he pushes just the tip in, so the flat of his finger tip is forcing the boy open. Buck moves his hands so, once again, each manly palm is holding each boyish butt cheek. He spreads them again as he lowers his face to feast. The man's boy-eating tongue is in its element. You imagine it's yours as you watch the top flick across the tight boy ring. You can see the boy's sphincter relax at each swipe. Then you see the man's muscle stiffen and he slowly, but steadily forced his obscenely long tongue into the boy's little anus. You can hear Benny's painful gasps turn into delighted moans as the man prods the pre-teen prostate. The boy's coos are unmistakably pleasurable. Buck exits the eight year old sphincter with an audible slurp. His hand disappears under him. He is clearly preparing his cock for what was about to come next until a little voice piped up. "Um, Master Buck?" "Don't worry, Baby Boy," Buck ingeniously assures. "No, um. I want-. Can I do that to you again please?" You sit back stunned. What was he asking? Clearly Buck was taken off guard too for there was a long moment of stillness on screen. "Do what, Baby Boy?" Buck asked more as an attempt to cover his surprise as much as anything. "Can I put my tongue-" the boy stopped in embarrassment. "Put it where?" Buck's voice was husky and clearly wanted the boy to say it. In a rush to get it out quickly, the boy said, "Can I put my tongue up your butt again please?" The man turned the boy around. The kid's face was tight with anxiety and embarrassment. "You want to rim me." The man grinned in humor. Timidly the boy nodded, so the man lay on his back and pulled his legs up. The boy grinned sheepishly before the camera hastily repositioned. It was now pointed at the bloated, slightly gaping man anus of Pedophile Buck. Ringed in a mat off coarse hair, the pedophile's anus throbbed in anticipation as the little head lowered. You licked your index finger and pushed into yourself just as the boy swiped his tongue along the muscly sphincter. It started towards the man's back, tangling its soft pinkness in the dark man-crack hair. It slid wetly up Buck's crack, dipping into his gaping faggot pedo hole before slurping out as it dragged up towards the man's nuts. Benny dove in tongue first. The little muscle slipped easily in the man's looseness. His lips pressed lovingly against his molester's outer ring. It was like he was making out with the man's ass. Buck was moaning uncontrollably, as you do. Before long Buck stops the boy. "Put your dick in there, Baby Boy. It'll feel good." Benny looked at his Master Buck questioning, so the man, still spread inviting, motioned the boy forward. Taking the boy's little erection in his fingers, he guided the boy as the kid's dick disappeared into the man's sloppy hole. The boy was grinning cheek to cheek as he nestled in. Instinct took over as he bucked jerkily into the man. You have your finger, roughly the same size as the boy's prick, fully in your ass as you timed with the thrusts on screen. The camera moved behind the humping child. It got close to show clearly as the little dick rubbed loosely against the inside of the man's hole. With each withdraw, the kid's dick ring caught on the man's sphincter before being pushed roughly inside. If it hurt the boy, he didn't show it. On the contrary, he was smiling with unrestrained pleasure as he used his Master. This camera angle was well calculated. Before long, the thrusts became even more jerky and the eight year old's moans became guttural and haggard. With a final mighty thrust, the boy orgasmed inside the man's rectum, the camera caught every clench of orgasming eight year old anus. Without further ado, Buck pushed Benny off of him and onto his stomach. Still distracted by his afterglow, Benny didn't notice when Buck straddled his thighs. He didn't notice when Buck pried open his butt cheeks. He didn't notice another glob of man spit landing on his virgin hole. He didn't notice his rapist put the slippery head of his dripping cock at the boy's entrance. But he did notice the next part. With a steady push, Buck entered his boy, destroying the child's virginity. He stopped with little more than his head in, waiting for it. The boy's ring was distended and strained. It spasmed as it tried to go back to its closed, natural state. "No," the alto voice finally broke out, "It's too big. It hurts. Take it out. Nooooo." The child's wail would have been heart breaking if it wasn't so hot. Buck grinned to the camera as the boy began to writhe in pain. Ironically, as the kid squirmed, more of the man's hard on entered him. Buck repositioned himself so he was mostly laying in the small fighting, screaming body beneath him. He was still only halfway in the boy, so he put his lips to the boy's ear. You aren't sure if the kid could hear above all the screaming and begging. "You had your fun, Slut-Boy. Now it's my turn." The camera caught Buck hunching up as he forced himself in balls deep. The camera caught the stunned windlessness of the boy's face, his tear-stained bulging eyes, his scream so violent and desperate it was silent. Then the view shifted to the side. Benny looked so small under his rapist. The man began to thrust firmly. In and out. He lifted himself up slightly so you could see his cock pushing in and out between the boy's cheeks. The kid was still squirming when Buck pulled out and flipped him on his back. The camera moved over the boy. His hole was swollen shut and glistened in a mixture of man spit, pre, and boy juices. Despite the dramatic pain, Slut-Boy Benny was rock hard still. Buck held the boy's legs in the air spread wide. With the accuracy of an expert child fucker, he pushed his erection into the boy once again, hands free. In this position he could go deeper and harder. He banged away at the lad, moaning deeply, feeling the tightness around him. Slowly, the boy's sobs quieted as his ass got used to being used and he began to grunt, if not in pleasure, but in acknowledgement that he must get used to it. Buck took this change in attitude in stride. He pulled out once again. The camera focused on the boy's anus as the man pulled out of him. The sphincter dragged slowly along the man's penis as if unwilling to let go. The man layed down on his back and looked at the resigned boy. "Make me cum, Slut-Boy." Benny knew his task. He straddled the man's hips, gritted his teeth, and impaled himself firmly with determination on the pedophile's member. He gritted his teeth as he bounced up and down on his Master. Despite your large kiddie porno collection, you have never seen a more energetic child lose his virginity. The boy had leaned over and curled his fingers in his master's chest hair as he slammed his broken hole on his master's engorged cock. Without warning, the man grabbed Benny by the hips and lifted him up and down as if he was jacking himself off in the boy. With a loud grunt, the pedophile pulled the preteen down while thrusting up hard. The boy's screams began anew as he felt a pedophile erupt in his ass got the first time, but certainly not the last. As you watch the boy's abuse, you feel it coming. This time, you don't hold back as you come, wishing it was an eight year old anus wrapped around your dick rather than your hand. The last shot before the video faded to an end. Benny is on his knees facing away from the camera. His head was turned so he looked at you. His eyes were red-rimmed, but he looked proud. His anus gaped lewedly, while Buck's spunk dribbled out of the eight year old's hole and down his balls. It was stained with red, another boy-cherry successfully popped. - Thanks for reading. I can be contacted at jack.b.pink@yandex.com.