Date: Sun, 14 Oct 2001 07:54:01 -0400 From: Lee Schenk <jlee0442@hotmail.com> Subject: Diddling Dido B/b T/g Diddling Dido This story is pure fiction. No part of it is true. These characters exist only in my imagination. I was inspired to write this story when I read the name Candido Lebron on a nameplate at the entrance to a hospital room. The name has a lyrical, sensual sound to me. Since I've always found Hispanic men and boys very attractive, I began to imagine the Candido (or Dido for short) of my story. I envisioned this story dealing with young boys involved in prostitution, selling their bodies in order to have a better life. Please, I do not mean to imply negative images about a whole ethnic group. Every Hispanic family I've known was nurturing, loving, and worked to create a loving, secure home. However, I do know that prostitution of children exists in all societies. I know it often grows out of abject poverty and/or desperation as in this story. I just happened to become enamored of a Hispanic name; thus my story is set in Puerto Rico. I apologize in advance for my ignorance of Spanish. I've tried to use some words I've heard or found in a Spanish/English dictionary to lend it a sense of authenticity. Since I know nothing of grammatical form and modification, I may have failed abominably. I would appreciate any help from Hispanic readers, so further chapters may ring true to the language, especially slang terms for sex and body parts. This is a tale of sex between boys, teens, and men. Mostly it involves gay relationships. However, some heterosexual scenes do occur involving prepubescent girls. Please, if this is not your thing, read no further. However, for those who do continue, I hope you enjoy it and it gets you all hot and bothered. That is after all one of the main goals of writers who post their work at Nifty. Chapter 1 "Hey, Dido, how ya doin', Amigo?" Miguel Ramos greeted his beautiful seven-year-old buddy whose shadow had roused him from his reverie. "Hi, Miguel." Clutching his broken toy truck, Candido Lebron gazed adoringly at the nine-year-old street urchin squatting and leaning against the crumbling adobe wall. "You want to play, Dido?" A huge grin spread across the angelic boy's face. "Si, Miguel." "So what ya want to do, Amigo?" the older boy lewdly rubbed his crotch and suggestively raised his eyebrows. "Si, si, Miguel," the boy laughed in delight, nodding his head vigorously, "let's diddle." Laughing too Miguel rose, took the small boy's hand, and led him down the street toward the alley where they had their almost daily fun. The squalid section of San Juan where they existed provided many places where two children could explore sexually without anyone noticing. Many poor children sold their bodies just to exist-a brutal fact. That was better than starving. Miguel was one of those children. Young Miguel had no family in San Juan. Because his drunken father beat him unmercifully, he ran away to the city shortly before his eighth birthday. No one looked for him-one less mouth to feed. Dirty and hungry, Miguel soon learned his prepubescent body was the key to survival. By his second day in San Juan, he was sucking cock, however badly at first, for money to eat. One of the teen hustlers, Tito, took his ass cherry in this very alley he would now use to have sex with Candido. Miguel remembered leaning forward, his hands braced against the grimy adobe wall, his legs spread, his dirty shorts around his ankles. After coating his teen cock with spit and rubbing more on Miguel's virgin hole, the fourteen-year-old rammed his randy five incher up Miguel's ass chute. Jesus, how he squealed in pain with the Tito's initial thrust. He struggled to free himself, but the teen, experienced in deflowering young boys, held him tightly continuing to pump his engorged meat in and out of Miguel's tight hole. Tears streaming down his dirty brown face, Miguel resigned himself to the fucking. To his utter surprise, soon the pain receded, replaced by an intense pleasure. Miguel found himself pushing back against Tito's cock, trying to get more of it up his ass. His little boy polla was rock hard and his teen lover obliged him by jerking it vigorously as he pounded Miguel's butt. Besides his intense pleasure, Miguel fondly remembered the sound of their skin smacking together. He could still hear the fourteen-year-old grunt in lust with each thrust. The smell of their sweat mixed with the aroma of rotting garbage still assailed his memory. These memories mixed erotically in his mind with the feeling deep in his body to recreate this scene of his debauchery over and over in Miguel's mind. Finally Tito cursed vehemently as he emptied his teen nuts in Miguel's ravaged ass. The boy could feel the hot sperm fill his hole then begin to ooze out, running down his smooth brown thighs. It was a pleasant, soothing sensation to the boy, one he still enjoyed each time one of his lovers filled his hole with cum. Tito quickly jerked his still dripping cock out of Miguel's butt, spun the boy around, squatted in front of him, and eagerly swallowed all two and one half inches of swollen hairless boy meat and the two peanut-sized balls under it. Expertly Tito worked the undeveloped genitals with his talented mouth. Cramming his middle finger up Miguel's dripping ass cunt, Tito furiously finger-fucked the boy to his first dry orgasm. Miguel's body shook violently and his squeal of pleasure became a keening as his knees buckled under him and he crumbled, totally spent, against the grinning teen. "First time to cum, hey, Amigo?" Tito asked. "How you like that? Pretty good, huh?" "Oh, si," Miguel whispered, "can we do it again, por favor?" "I told you it was good to be fucked up the ass. Now you know Tito spoke the truth." "Si, Tito, I liked it muchisimo." The teen hugged the boy to him, lovingly caressing Miguel's shrinking dick. "We do it again another time, Amigo. Now let's get dressed. I take you to meet Juan Luis. I think he like you very much, Amigo. Juan Luis take good care of you if you want. The street is a hard life. You need a patron to survive." "Who is this Juan Luis?" Miguel asked. Oblivious to Tito's ball juice still dribbling from his ass, the boy hiked up his ragged shorts. "Amigo, Juan Luis takes good care of his children. Makes sure we got good food, decent clothes, a nice place to sleep with hot water." "But he's not my papa, Tito." Miguel was confused. "Why would your father want me?" "He not really my papa, silly. Juan Luis just a man who takes care of us like a father." "Why does he do that, Tito?" "Cause he likes kids-you know to suck and fuck with like we just did, Amigo. Some guys are like that-only like to get off with little kids. But Juan Luis better than most. He take good care of us. All we have to do is have sex with him when he wants. That's okay. He got a nice dick. Also, he finds us safe customers so we earn money and share it with him and don't have to peddle our ass on the streets." "Ooh, " Miguel murmured apprehensively. "Hey, don't worry, Amigo. You gonna like Juan Luis. He gentle and loving-a good patron. You like sex with guys don't you?" "Si, Tito, it feels good." "You swallow cum?" "Si, I like that." "Then no problem. You do what you like; you be safe and full; you have friends who care for you. So no problem." To a boy the logic was irrefutable, so Miguel came to Juan Luis Torres, a procurer in chicken trade for wealthy locals and Americano tourists. Shortly after arriving at Juan Luis's hacienda, Miguel found himself naked and on his knees between Tito's hairless brown thighs. Happily he nursed on the teen's shaved cock as he felt Juan Luis's seven-inch rod pummeling his freshly fucked ass. That had been nearly two safe and basically happy years ago. Miguel casually looked around before leading Candido deep into the alley where someone had conveniently created a safe sexual haven in a deep pile of old lumber and other trash. Many local children knew of this place and came to experiment with sex with others who knew more than they. No child ever brought trade here. It was an unwritten rule it was for kids and teens only and only for fun. As Miguel and Dido neared the hidden entrance, they heard deep grunting and feminine squeals, sure signs the hideout was in use. Patiently they waited their turn. Soon a teenage boy and a ten year-old girl emerged. "Your turn, Amigos," the teen muttered, gesturing towards the entrance. Smiling, the youth said, "Have a good time." "We plan to. Don't we, Dido?" "Si, Miguel," Dido responded shyly. "Be careful," the teen warned. "It might be a little messy. Rosa's cunny leak some when I fill it up." The girl hung her head in embarrassment. "No problem, gracias." Miguel took Dido's hand as they watched the teen and little Rosa head out of the alley. The girl seemed so small to take the big burly teen's dick, but Miguel knew that a girl's tiny pussy like a little boy's ass could adapt to very big dicks. Inside Dido asked, "What's a cunny?' "That's a girl's pee hole. In sex a boy sticks his polla in the girl's pee hole and pumps it in and out until he juices," Miguel explained as he took an old piece of newspaper to wipe off most of the mess from the previous coupling. "What's juice?" Dido asked. "This stuff," Miguel pointed to the pool of congealing jism on the battered old mattress. " A guy shoots it out his dick. It's called cum." "We don't cum, Miguel," Candido pondered the strangeness of this new idea. "We too young, Dido. Got to have hair on your polla to make cum." Miguel knelt on the cum-stained mattress and pulled Dido to him. "We don't got to make no cum to have fun. Take your clothes off, nino. Miguel wants to diddle Dido's little bald prick." Candido giggled in delight as Miguel tugged the boy's shorts down and lifted his faded shirt to reveal and already erect two-inch piece of boy cock. Gently he fondled the little pricklet, expertly skinning back Dido's foreskin to expose the little purple cockhead. "Mmmmm," Miguel smacked his lips as he jerked on the boy, "looks good enough to eat." "Si, si, Miguel, eat it, por favor," Dido laughed sexily pushing his polla towards the older boy's mouth. "Get naked first, Amigo." "You too, Miguel," the boy squealed in delight as he quickly shucked off his few remaining clothes. "You get naked so I can diddle your polla." As Miguel pulled the few clothes he wore off, he gazed in amazement at Candido's flawless beauty. Miguel had men desire him, but he was just average, not like Dido. The men Miguel serviced would hunger for Dido and pass Miguel over in a second to get just glance at this boy's naked, hairless, perfect body. Amazingly this perfection was Miguel's to take any time he wanted. He let his hands roam lovingly over Dido's smooth torso, tweaking the little brown nipples, cupping the tiny balls in their hairless sack. "Your dick is so big, Miguel," Dido babbled as he grabbed the older boy's quivering prick and began to rub it. "I want a big dick like yours." "Mine's small, Dido. You should see a man's big cock when it's hard. It would make three of mine," Miguel mumbled as he leaned forward to suck one of the boy's erect nipples. "You seen many men's dicks, Miguel?" "Sure, Dido," Miguel answered as he turned the boy around so he could gaze at the perfect bubble boy butt. You know to make money I suck dick and let guys fuck me up the butt. I told you that before. So, I seen plenty dicks. Now, bend over, nino, and let Miguel see your culo." Candido complied using his hands to spread wide his brown butt cheeks giving Miguel easier access to his ass. "Ooh yes, Dido, your sweet hole is truly beautiful!" "Then lick it, Miguel, like you did before." Miguel leaned forward kissing each of the boy's hairless cheeks before pulling the boy's hard pricklet down between his legs. Then he licked from the tip of Dido's dick to the center of his virgin ass. Pressing his lips tightly over the virgin hole, Miguel alternately kissed and blew as his tongue tried to probe Dido's asslips. Candido giggled and pressed his tiny bottom back against Miguel's face, forcing just the tip of the older boy's tongue past his assring. Miguel hungrily lapped up the boy's ass juices as he purposely stroked Dido's polla. Just as he knew would happen, Candido quickly had his first dry orgasm. Holding him tightly, Miguel steadied Dido's shuddering body so the boy would not fall to the ground as he continued to lick the virgin hole. Candido sighed as he stood up and turned around. His little dick still rock hard. "Now let's eat each other's polla, Miguel." "Oh yes, nino," Miguel croaked with lust as he lay down on the soiled mattress, "climb on top of me and suck my dick." Dido eagerly complied, lying like Miguel had taught him. As Dido fondled Miguel's dick and licked the exposed cockhead, Miguel could devour the boy's dick and balls. Oblivious to the outside world of poverty and unhappiness, the two friends spent fifteen blissful minutes sucking cock. Candido sensed Miguel was close to his orgasm, so he began fingering the older boy's asshole just as Miguel had taught him. When Dido's finger entered his ass, Miguel moaned loudly as his young stiffened in the throws of his intense dry cum. Knowing he had diddled his friend to the magic feeling, Dido let that same feeling wash over him again. After his body relaxed, Candido turned around and lay his head on Miguel's shoulder, pressing his little spent body tightly against is friend. After sex Dido liked to cuddle and let Miguel love him. Miguel could kiss and hug the little boy freely and Dido willingly kissed him back. Both boys were starved for love. Customers didn't want to kiss Miguel and cuddle. They only wanted to cum in his mouth or ass and then toss him out. When he first went to Juan Luis and was the patron's new toy, he was kissed and held. But the newness soon faded when Juan Luis needed new chicken to satisfy his hunger for child flesh and to fill his business with young prostitutes. Dido had no father. He, his invalid mother, his three sisters, and his grandma lived in a two-room hovel. There was no man to give Dido affection, so his cuddle time after sex with Miguel filled a great void in his young life. A teen stuck his head past the canvas covering, "Hurry up! Other people got to get off." "Sorry," Miguel apologized as he and Dido reluctantly got up and began to dress. Not waiting for them to finish, the teen barged in dragging poor Rosa by the hand. "Got to get off quick, muchachos, and get back to work." He pushed Rosa down on the bed and quickly shed his pants. Rosa hiked her dress up, and eagerly spread her legs. The randy teen pushed his semi-hard cock into the girl's mouth as he crammed his middle finger deep in her cunt. "Suck it, puta! Get it hard. Shit, she already juicy and ready to go. You been fucked today, ain't you, Rosa?" "Si." The teen noticed Dido staring at them. "Ain't ya never seen a guy pork a girl?" "No," Dido mumbled. "Well stick around and watch the show. She don't care, do you, Rosa?" The teen didn't wait for her answer. He climbed between her spread legs, his seven-inch cock throbbing in anticipation. Dido stared awestruck at the size of the teen's engorged dick. Roughly the teen pushed the girl's legs further apart, muttering angrily, "Come on, puta, I ain't got all day. Put my dick in your pussy." Rosa obediently guided the dripping cock to her much-used cunt. As soon as the oozing cockhead touched the lips of Rosa's twat, he rammed it home, ignoring the girl's cry of pain. "Come on, Dido," Miguel urged. "I want to see him cum," Dido whispered to his friend. "Let him stay, muchacho," the brutal teen grunted. "I'll shoot my hot load all over the puta's face. You like that, Rosa?" "Si, Benito." "joder! So close, puta. Gonna cream your face! Get ready, muchacho, to see me shoot." Benito yanked his thick cock out and positioned himself at Rosa's face. Jerking furiously he commanded, "Open your mouth, puta. Eat my cum. Aaaaeeeeeee! Benito yelled as ropes of thick cum spewed out of his dick quickly covering the girl's face with puddles of sperm. Hungrily she swallowed what landed in her open mouth. As Benito stood up and reached for his pants, Dido could not take his eyes off the teen's dripping cock. "Hey, kid," the teen asked, "you want to taste it too. It's real good ball juice. See how Rosa laps it up? Rosa was indeed using her fingers to scoop the teen's jizz from her face then sucking it off and swallowing it. Benito stepped toward Dido and offered the boy his cock. "Don't," Miguel whispered. "I want to taste it, Miguel," Dido stuck out his tongue and licked a drop of pearl white liquid off the end of Benito's dick. "What you think, kid?" "I like it." Dido caught another drop on the end of his tongue. "Damn straight, muchacho. I give a good taste if I had time. Ya got a pretty little mouth. Bet ya give good head." The teen buttoned his pants and headed out. "See ya around sometime, kid." "Not if I can help it, asshole," Miguel hissed under his breath. "You boys want to fuck me too?" Rosa asked as she fingered her pussy. "I like getting fucked." "No thanks, Rosa, we got to be goin'." The thought of touching Rosa made Miguel slightly sick but he warned, "You be careful, Rosa. Benito is one mean diablo." "Benito not so bad, and he got a big one." "That's up to you. Come on, Dido." Miguel led Candido out of the hideaway and down the alley to the street. Dido glanced up at the silent Miguel longing for him to talk to him like he always did after they diddled each other. Miguel stared straight ahead, his brow furrowed in anger. Candido began to cry silently, "You mad at me, Miguel?" The older boy squatted down, looking at his friend's tear-streaked face. "Oh, no, nino. I could never be mad at you. I love you too much, Dido." Using his shirttail, he wiped the boy's tears away. "It's that Benito. He's a mean fucker. You got to watch out for his kind. He'll hurt you. I would have to kill him if he ever hurt my Candido." Dido threw his arms around Miguel's neck and hugged him tight. "I love you too, Miguel!" Standing up, Miguel determinedly took Dido's tiny hand in his. "Dido, I think it's time I took you to see Juan Luis."