Date: Tue, 28 Dec 2004 15:25:10 EST
From: Justin0398@aol.com
Subject: Chester the Molester: New Year's Day by Justin Davis (M/t,mast,oral)

The following story contains graphic sexual scenes between a young male
and an older male. If material of this nature offends you then you should
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This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to person's
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Chester the Molester: New Year's Day
By
Justin Davis

Chester Davidson, "Chester the Molester," as he was known by the kids in
the neighborhood who knew all about him, hummed to himself as he poured
himself another cup of eggnog.  Dressed in his new, blue, terry cloth
bathrobe and slippers he then proceeded back into the living room and
settled himself back into his big leather chair.   It was late on New
Year's Day and the Rose Bowl game was just about to begin. In fact, the
officials were in the middle of the field with the representatives of the
respective teams preparing for the coin toss when the doorbell rang.

"What the fuck?" Chester exclaimed, and set down his cup roughly upon the
lamp table beside his chair.

Chester muttered a litany of curse words under his breath as he headed
for the front door.  If it was some salesman Chester was determined to
throttle him.  If it was some kid Chester would scare the hell out of
him, for absolutely no one was ever to bother him on Christmas Day or New
Year's Day.

"Yeah, what is it?" Chester said gruffly as he flung open the front door,
causing the small kid with the coal black hair to jump.

"Uh, Billy sent me.  I wanna earn some money, the small kid replied, his
hands in the pockets of his baggy jeans.

"I don't know what you're talking about, kid!  It's New Year's Day!  Go
away!" Chester replied angrily, taken aback by the boy's small stature
and the fact that the kid looked ten years old at the most.

"You do, too!  Billy told me all about it.  I wanna get my peter sucked
and my hole eaten!"

"It's New Year's Day, kid.  And like I said, I don't know what you're
talking about.  You're too young.  Now, go away!"  Chester replied.

"I am not!  I'm thirteen!" the kid said.

"No way!  You're just a little kid."  Chester replied.

"Am not!  I'll show you!" the kid replied and quickly unzipped the fly to
his jeans and started to undo the top button.

"Shit! Not out here on the front porch!  Come on inside!"  Chester said,
and hastily unlocked the screen door and stood aside so the kid could
enter.

Chester closed and locked the screen door, then, did the same with the
wooden front door to the cottage.  Then, as he had turned around he was a
bit startled to see the kid standing there with his jeans already pulled
down. Obviously, he wasn't wearing any underwear.

"See, I told yah!" the kid had said, standing there with his arms folded.

Instantly, Chester's face broke into a huge smile.  Although the kid may
have only looked ten years old his sexual equipment didn't.   No, there
was a thick, limp, circumcised, penis, at least almost four inches long,
and a set of low-hanging balls that were the size of large walnuts
beneath a small tuft of black pubes.

"So, you gonna suck my peter?" the kid asked.

"Yeah!  What's your name kid?" Chester asked.

"Andy, Andy Montalbano," the cute little Italian-American boy replied.

"Well, Andy.  Go over there to the living room and get naked and sit on
the couch.  I'm gonna eat your hole and suck your peter," Chester said,
pointing toward the living room.

Chester watched the kid began to strip and again he smiled.  Every now
and then a kid came along, and Andy seemed to be one of them, that had
something so unusual about them that it was a huge turn on for Chester
and he was glad to pay out the money.

Of course with Andy, who was all of four feet nine-inches tall, it was
his dick, or rather cock, because for his age the kid was indeed hung.
In fact, because of his height and small frame, which weighed less than a
hundred pounds soaking wet, the boy's penis and balls were obscenely
huge.  Simply put, the kid appeared to be all dick and balls and Chester
loved it when the kid plopped himself down upon the couch naked and
spread his legs giving him a clear shot at the impressive genitalia.

"You ever had your dick sucked, Andy?" Chester asked, as he hit the mute
button on the remote control and walked over and stood before the boy.

"Uh, yeah!"

"Who did it?"

"Uh, Billy has done it a couple of times," Andy responded.

"Oh, I see!  You suck his peter, too?" Chester asked.

"Uh, no.  His brother came home," Andy replied.

"But you were going to?" Chester asked.

"Uh, maybe," the kid replied, prompting Chester to grin.

"So, what did Billy tell you about me sucking you and all?" Chester
asked, as he got down on his knees between the boy's spread legs.

"He said you were real good!" Andy replied, prompting Chester to chuckle.

"Well, Andy!  Let's just see about that," Chester said, and took hold of
the boy's limp dick and slurped into his mouth.

"Oh yeah! Mmmmm!" Andy exclaimed, as Chester began to slurp on his
peter.  "Oh shit!  Yes!" the boy then hollered as Chester's tongue went
to work on the head of his impressive penis.

Needless to say, there was a litany of groans and gasps from Andy as
Chester ministered to his dick and in no time at all it was at its full
seven inches.  However, nothing could compare to the exclamations from
the boy when Chester pushed his legs back and started eating his hole.

"Yes! Yes! Arrrggghhh--Arrrggghhh--Arrrggghhh!" Andy wailed as Chester
lapped away.

Andy grabbed for his cock to wank it, only to have Chester brush his hand
away.

"Not so fast kid!  You ain't gonna get by that easy for bothering me on
New Year's Day," Chester said, looking up between the boys spread legs
and smiling.

"Oh shit!" the kid then hollered, as Chester again dove in toward his
hole.

Chester continued to enjoy the lovely pink orifice with his tongue for
awhile longer.  Then, his mouth began to slurp on Andy's balls and Andy
wailed with delight, only to gasp loudly and wail anew as Chester nibbled
first at his perineum then between where each thigh joined the boy's
groin.

Needless to say, Andy was beside himself.  No one had ever done things to
his body with their mouth like Chester was doing.  The boy's impressive
penis was leaking pre-cum so profusely that a puddle was forming on his
belly, and Chester lapped that up while Andy gasped and squirmed, then,
threw back the boy's legs and dove in on the pink hole again.

It was almost half time and Andy's wails had turned to whimpers.  Never
in his life had he wanted to cum so bad.  Yet, the man wouldn't let him
touch his dick.

"Oh God yes!" Andy hollered at the top of his lungs, when Chester's mouth
finally went back to his dick.  "Oh no! Not my hole! Uh!
Arrrrrrrggggghhhh---Arrrrrrrgggggghhhhh!" Andy then exclaimed, as two of
Chester's fingers entered his bum.

As Chester began to slowly fuck his fingers in and out of Andy's hole the
boy began to moan even louder and the flow of pre-cum became almost
continuous in response.  Billy had stuck a finger in his bum before but
Chester's long, large, fingers were different.  This was a whole knew
experience.

"Oh!  I'm gonna cum!" the boy said, then gasped.

"Not just yet!" Chester replied, having taken his mouth off of the boys
throbbing penis, and prompting Andy to have a frustrated reaction that
was halfway between a whimper and crying.

"Oh God!  Ahhhhhh!  Ahhhhh!" Andy wailed, as Chester's tongue again
probed his anus.

For about ten minutes more, Chester alternately lapped at and fucked
Andy's hole with his tongue and fucked him with his fingers, the kid
wailing like the siren on a fire truck with delight.  Then, he stopped.

"Oh no!" Andy exclaimed, from the sudden lack of attention.

"Okay, you ready to go now? Chester asked.

"Oh God yes!" Andy replied, his voice full of lust.

"You wanna do it like Billy likes to?" Chester asked.

"How's that?" Andy replied.

"Get down on the floor on your hands and knees and spread your legs wide
and I'll show yah," Chester replied, and waited.

Andy quickly got up off of the couch, his huge hard dick swaying from
sided to side and jutting out from his small body like a pump handle.
Then, he positioned himself upon the floor as Chester had instructed.

"Okay, I'm gonna slide my body between your legs.  When I do, place your
knees on either side of my chest.  You're gonna fuck my mouth," Chester
said, and positioned himself on his back upon the floor.

Even though it was his first "face fuck," Andy didn't need any coaching
and soon Chester was staring at the kid's impressive tool and low hanging
balls face on.

Quickly, Chester grabbed hold of Andy's hard dick and slurped it into his
mouth and grabbed the boy's butt cheeks with his hands, pulling him
closer to his face.

"Oh fuck! Yeah! Yeah!" Andy hollered as he began to fuck Chester's mouth.

Soon, the kid's low-hanging balls were banging against Chester's chin and
his pubes were brushing Chester's nose and Chester was taking the kid's
cock all the way down his throat with almost every thrust.

"Yeah! Yeah! Fuck! Fuck!" The kid chanted as he fucked.

Naturally, Andy wished he could have lasted forever because Chester's
mouth felt so good.  However, he could feel his orgasm approaching and
knew there was no way to prevent it.

"Oh shit!  Uh! I'm gonna cum, like real quick!" Andy exclaimed, his
thrusts getting more frantic.

At those words, Chester parted the kids crack and again quickly inserted
his two fingers into the kid's hole and began to massage his prostate
with them.

"Oh shit yeah! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh---Fuck!" Andy hollered, and began to rabbit
fuck Chester's mouth.

Immediately, Chester's mouth was filled with the first blast of Andy's
copious, teen, goo and he swallowed quickly, for he knew there would be
another on the way.  And, as the second blast filled his mouth he mused
at how already the kid could probably impregnate half the women in the
world with his huge loads.

"Thanks, Chester!" Andy said later as Chester handed him the thirty
bucks.

"My pleasure, kid!  Uh, sometime, if you want, we can talk about how you
can earn a lot more money," Chester said, and patted the kid's head.

"How much?" the little Italian-American stud asked, his green eyes
sparkling and prompting Chester to chuckle.

"Could be a lot.  You ever jerked off with other guys?" Chester asked.

"Uh yeah," the kid replied, wondering why Chester wanted to know.

"Who with?"

"Uh, well mostly Billy and Jeff," Andy replied, prompting Chester to
smile.

"You guys done anything else?"

"Uh, like what?"

"You ever sucked each other's peters?"

"Uh, well.  Like I said, Billy sucked mine a little."

"You suck him?"

"Uh, no.  I told yah his brother came home."

"Would you really have sucked him?"

"Uh, yeah, I guess."

"How'd you like to split a thousand bucks with Billy?"

"One thousand bucks!"

"Yep!"

"Uh, what we gotta do for it?"

"Tell, you what.  You talk to Billy.  Then, if you guys want to make one
thousand bucks call me.  Billy knows the number," Chester said.

"Uh, okay.  One thousand dollars, huh?"

"Yep!" Chester said, and smiled.

"Cool!" Andy replied.

As Chester closed and locked the door behind Andy he couldn't help think
what a wonderful video he could make of those two.  Billy, with his
little boy build and peter and Andy, with his little boy stature, Italian
looks, and big dick would have guys all over blowing loads.  It would
certainly be one hell of a fuck and suck session to get on videotape.
That is if the two would do it.

"Oh well!  We'll just have to see," Chester muttered to himself, and went
back to watch the end of the Rose Bowl game.

The End