Date: Mon, 1 Nov 2004 09:40:32 EST
From: Justin0398@aol.com
Subject: Chester the Molester: Ronnie by Justin Davis (M/t,mast,oral,anal)

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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Chester the Molester: Ronnie
By
Justin Davis


Chester Davidson, Chester the Molester as he was known among the local
teens and pre-teens in the neighborhood, handed twelve year old Ronnie
Thompson the four crisp one hundred dollar bills.  As he took them,
Ronnie wiped his nose on his arm, sniffed, then wiped another tear from
his eye with the back of his hand.

"Thanks!" he half-whimpered, tucking the four bills into the pocket of
his shorts, happy that it was all over and he was going to get the X Box
and the stylish but expensive Nike trainers he wanted after all.

"Sure kid.  Anytime!" Chester said, and smiled and patted him on his
buzzed-cut blonde head.

"Uh, I don't think I'll be coming back," Ronnie said seriously, and
sniffed again.

"Sure, I understand," Chester replied, and gave him a hug, the kid
pulling away as if he had been hugged by death itself.

"Uh, anyway. Thanks!" the spidery imp said, and quickly went out the
front door as Chester opened it.

Chester watched the kid bound down the steps, stop, and adjust the seat
of his shorts, then head down the sidewalk.  Like so many other times he
had seen that, Chester knew the kid's hole was dilated to hell and back
and it was leaking his sperm onto the seat of the kid's shorts as Ronnie
headed toward home.  Chester knew the kid's hole would return to normal
in a few days. Now, however, it was still open, like a Martian crater,
from the thick, long, tool, that had been up his butt.

Twelve year old Ronnie had regularly visited Chester for about a month.
Naturally, he had heard from some of the other boys that you could get
your peter sucked for ten dollars and he had shown up on Chester's front
door step like many others.

Chester was immediately taken with the blonde, four foot, spidery imp who
had the most delicious fat, four inch, circumcised peter and grape-sized
balls that produced the sweetest cum pellets, and he was glad to shell
out the cash.

As others before him, Ronnie quickly found out that he could get both his
peter sucked and his hole eaten for thirty dollars.  Naturally, little
Ronnie was more than delighted to strip naked and sit on the couch and
throw back his legs and let Chester lap away as his hole, moaning and
cooing all the time, then let the man siphon is peter until he blew his
load of kiddie cum.

So, Ronnie had become a weekly customer of Chester's and gleefully tucked
the thirty bucks into his shorts pocket each week.  In fact, by the end
of the first month Ronnie had saved almost one hundred dollars toward the
X Box he wanted and the expensive trainers that were all the rage.
However, as had been the case with some of the other boys, impatience and
greed sat in.

"I want fifty dollars this time," he had said to Chester this morning
when he had shown up as he plopped himself down upon the couch fully
clothed with his arms crossed.

"Thirty dollars is what I pay and not a penny more," Chester had replied.

"I want fifty!" the kid had insisted.

"No!" Chester replied.

"Then, I'm gonna go," the spidery imp had replied, and got up to leave.

"Fine, I'll let you out," Chester said, and had gotten up out of his
chair to let the kid out.

"No, wait!" the kid had said, and set back down upon the couch.

Chester seated himself again in his chair and looked at the kid and
waited.

"I gotta have four hundred dollars and its gonna take me forever to earn
the money that way," the kid had whined.

"That's a lot of money.  What you need it for?" Chester had asked.

"I need it for an X Box and some shoes I want," Ronnie replied.

"I see.  Well, you should have enough in about ten weeks," Chester
replied.

"Ten weeks!  Ohhhhh! I want um now," Ronnie whined in response.  "Isn't
there something I can do to make more money?" he then asked.

Chester smiled at the desperation in the kid's voice.  He had been down
this road before with other boys who had gotten too impatient and greedy.

"Yes, there are things you can do to earn more," Chester replied, then
smiled.

"Like what?" Ronnie asked.

"Well, for example, you can suck my dick and I'll pay you fifty dollars,"
Chester replied.

"No way!"  Ronnie exclaimed.

"Fine!  You still want to earn thirty?" Chester asked.

"Uh, what about for a hundred?  I'll suck it for a hundred," Ronnie said.

"Fifty dollars is all I pay for that.  Take it or leave it," Chester
replied.

"That's not fair!  I'd have to suck your dick eight times to earn the
money," Ronnie wailed.

"Hey! You're good at math!  That's about right," Chester said, and
smiled.

"Ohhhhhhh!  I just gotta have the money," the kid whined, his voice
sounding even more desperate.

"Well, there is a way you can earn all four hundred at once," Chester
replied, and smiled at the kid again.

"There is?  What?" the kid asked eagerly.

"Well, for four hundred dollars you will suck my cock and lick my balls
until I tell you to stop.  Then, you will let me put my cock in your butt
and I am going to fuck you with it," Chester replied.

"No way!  You gotta be crazy!" Ronnie exclaimed.

"Well, suit yourself.  One time, four hundred dollars all at once,"
Chester replied.

For a moment the kid sat silent looking down at his feet.

"It's gonna hurt," he said, looking up at Chester.

"Yeah, it will, for awhile." Chester replied.

"How about if I suck your dick and let you put just the head of your dick
in my butt?" the kid said, trying to strike a bargain.

"Nope!  For four hundred dollars I'm gonna put it all in your butt and
fuck you with all of it," Chester replied.

"Uh, for how long?" the kid asked.

"Until I cum in your bottom," Chester replied.

"Ooooohhhhh!" That's not fair!  It's gonna hurt and everything!" the kid
wailed.

"Yes, you'll probably cry and beg me to stop.  But, the moment I cum in
your bottom you get four one hundred dollar bills," Chester replied.

"Uh, you won't hurt me?" the kid asked.

"Ronnie, I won't lie to you.  It's gonna hurt at first.  Like I said,
you're probably gonna cry and maybe even bawl like a baby and it's all or
nothing.  If you agree to do it and you back out you get no money for
today and you can't ever come back," Chester replied.

"Ohhh!  That's not fair," the kid whined.

"All or nothing!" Chester replied.

Again, the kid sat silent looking down at his raggedy trainers.

"I'll do it!  But don't hurt me," he said, looking up at Chester.

"I can't promise it's not gonna hurt," Chester replied.

"Ohhhhhhh!" the kid whined, almost as if he wanted to cry already.

"When did you take a shit last?" Chester asked.

"Uh, last night?  Why?" the boy asked.

"Well, we're gonna have to clean out your bottom then," Chester said.
"You sure you want to do this?" he then asked.

"I guess," Ronnie replied half-heartedly.

"Okay," Chester responded, rising from his chair.  "Here, take my hand
and let's get started," he added, and held out his hand.

Slowly, the spidery imp reached out and took hold of Chester's hand.
Then, he let himself be led toward the bathroom; his head down looking at
the floor like some condemned man headed for the gallows.

Of course, the warm water enema itself was something new to the spidery
kid, not even knowing what one was, and he moaned loudly as the water
filled his insides twice, only to moan with relief both times as he shit
it out.  Chester was satisfied that twice was enough and led the naked
boy to the bedroom and had him sit on the edge of the bed.

"Oh shit!  It's sooooo big!" Ronnie exclaimed his eyes wide open, when
Chester untied the sash to his terry cloth bathrobe and he saw Chester's
impressive semi-flaccid meat for the first time.

"Yes, it is.  Now, I don't expect you to suck all of it.   Just do what I
tell you," Chester said and walked toward the edge of the bed where
Ronnie sat, his cock and balls swinging between his legs as he walked.

Little Ronnie shook his head from side to side in disbelief as the
massive tube and balls headed toward him then stopped only inches from
his face.

"Okay, grab hold of it and start licking the head," Chester said.

Slowly, Ronnie reached out his hand and took hold of the thick, flaccid,
piece of meat, raised it to his mouth, and tentatively stuck out his
tongue and started to lick the big purple head.

"Mmmmmm! That's it!  You're doing okay.  Use your tongue more underneath
the head," Chester instructed.

Even given the situation, Ronnie's peter began to harden along with
Chester's as he licked away.  For some reason, it excited him that his
attentions were making Chester's tool grow and swell.

"Now suck on it," Chester instructed, and Ronnie opened his mouth as wide
as he could to accommodate the now hard piece of meat and began to suck
on it.

Of course, there was no way the kid could get even half of the eleven
inch fuck stick in his mouth and Chester let him alternately suck on the
top part and lick his balls for almost thirty minutes, encouraging him
all the time by telling him how well he was doing. In fact, Ronnie would
even look up at him and smile every now and then, being proud that he had
gotten the hang of it.

Naturally, Ronnie thought that if Chester were enjoying his sucking that
much if he made him cum he wouldn't have to worry about the other part of
the deal.  So, frightened of the possibility that Chester's huge tool was
going to go in his butt, he began to bob his head up and down on
Chester's meat in hopes of making him cum.

"That's enough!  I don't want to go that way!" Chester said, knowing full
well what the kid was up to and moving away so his mouth was off his
cock.

"Please!  I can't!  It's too big!" Ronnie whined, knowing that Chester
wanted to go by blowing his load up his butt.

"I'm gonna fuck you or no deal," Chester replied.

"It'll kill me!" Ronnie protested.

"It won't kill you.  Lots of boys have had my cock in their butt.  None
died from it," Chester replied, not bothering to add that they all had
had very sore and open holes afterward.

"Oh gee!  Please!"

"Now look, it's gonna be okay," Chester said, sitting down beside Ronnie
and taking him into his arms to console him.  "I'll get you loosened up
as much as I can and I'll go slow until I think you can handle it," he
added, hugging the kid tightly.

"Ohhhhh!  It's gonna hurt soooooo bad!" Ronnie replied, tears already
beginning to form in his eyes.

"Now! Now!  It's gonna be okay," Chester said, hugging Ronnie and patting
him on the back.  "Just a little while and you'll have four hundred
dollars.  Now, get in the middle of the bed and put your head down on the
bed and stick your butt up.  I'm gonna get you loosened up," he added.

"Oh gosh! Ahhhh!" Ronnie exclaimed, as Chester began to lap at his
exposed
hole.

Chester knew from experience that if he ate Ronnie's hole for a bit it
would relax him enough so that he could start to open him up with his
fingers.  Of course, Chester also knew that that wasn't going to be
enough to prepare Ronnie for the sudden intrusion into his rectum.
However, it would keep his asshole from being ripped to shreds when the
head of his big cock popped into the boy's butt.

"Ahhhhhh! Yeah!" Ronnie wailed, and began to wank his peter as Chester
fucked his hole with his tongue.

"Now just relax.  You can keep wanking your peter if you want.  I'm gonna
put my fingers in your butt to open it up a bit," Chester eventually
said, as he quit eating the boy's hole and took the tube of lube and
squirted a liberal amount on his fingers.

"Oh shit! Unnnnnghhh!" Ronnie exclaimed, as Chester started inserting two
fingers of his right hand into the boy's hole and began to slowly fuck
him with them.

For some time, Chester slowly opened up Ronnie's hole so that his two
fingers slid in and out with ease, all the time the boy playing with his
prick.  Then, he added the third finger, which he knew he would have to
do in order to get him receptive enough to take the head of his cock.

"Oh fuck! Ow!" Ronnie wailed; as the third finger popped in and Chester
started fucking him will all three digits.

"Just relax!  Let it happen.  Keep wanking your peter!" Chester said.

"Mmmmm! Arrggggggh!  Mmmmmm!" Ronnie exclaimed, as Chester's fingers
began to hit his tiny prostate as he fucked him with them, sending shock
waves through his spidery body.

Again, from past experience, Chester knew when the right time would be as
he slowly fucked his fingers in and out of the kid's butt.  Sure enough,
he smiled as Ronnie began to fuck back on the invading digits, not
getting enough of that ass fucking sensation and wanting more.

"Okay, kid.  It's time.  I'm gonna fuck you now.  Just keep fingering
your peter and relax while I get ready, " Chester said.

Ideally, the thing for Ronnie to have done was just to keep his head down
and butt up and not watch.  However, he couldn't help but raise his head
and turn around and see what Chester was up to.  As he did so, Ronnie
watched Chester reach into the nightstand and pull out a packet that
probably contained a condom. The kid had seen them before.  However, what
the kid did not know was that the special condoms were the longest,
biggest, and thickest Chester could find.  He would eventually pull it
off, when he was ready to finish fucking and blow his load up the kid's
butt, but until then it would dull the sensation caused by the kid's
tight butt tremendously, enabling Chester to fuck for a long time.

"Uh, I thought you was gonna cum in my butt?" the kid asked.

"Oh I am!  I am!  I just don't want to cum too soon.  It's gonna take
awhile," Chester said, as he slipped the thick condom on.

"Oh noooo!" Ronnie whimpered in response, and watched as Chester squirted
lube into his hand and greased up his hard massive pole.

Then, as Chester repositioned himself behind him, Ronnie put his head
back down upon the bed and began to whimper even louder.

"Okay, now remember.  Try to relax.  I'm gonna put it in your butt now,"
Chester said.

There was a loud gasp from Ronnie as he felt the huge head of Chester's
cock first touch his hole.  Then, there was another as he felt the
pressure began to build as Chester pressed forward steadily and Ronnie
felt his hole began to spread to accommodate the huge invader.

"Oh! Uh!" It won't go! It's too big! Ahhh!" Ronnie wailed, as the head
pressed harder and harder against his hole.

"Let it in, Ronnie!  You're fighting me.  Let it in!" Chester said.

Wider and wider Ronnie's hole seemed to spread and it began to hurt more
and more as unrelentingly the monster head seemed to be spreading his
hole to the point of breaking and Ronnie begin to sob.  Then, all of a
sudden the head of Chester's cock popped in.

"Owwwww!  Arrrrrrrggggggggghhhhh!" Ronnie screamed, and scrambled away to
the head of the bed and sat up against the headboard panting, looking at
Chester and the monster missile that seemed destined to kill him.

"Now we gotta start over.  Come here!" Chester motioned.

"I can't!  I can't!  It's too fucking big!  It hurts! You're gonna kill
me with it!" Ronnie sobbed, tears starting to run down his cheeks.

"It's not going to kill you.  You're too scared and tense.  No get back
here and let's start over," Chester said.

"I can't!" Ronnie sobbed, shaking his head from side to side.

"Ronnie Johnson, quit crying and being a wus and get back here!" Chester
said.

"That's easy for you to say!  That thing of yours is not goin in your
butt it's goin in mine!" Ronnie sobbed, pointing at Chester's hard cock.

"There's no need to cry.  We really haven't done anything yet," Chester
replied.

"It's my body and I can cry if I want to!" Ronnie wailed, and sobbed some
more.

Immediately, Chester burst into laughter at Ronnie's words and started
shaking his head.  Of course, the kid had no way of knowing the words
from the old Brenda Lee song "It's My Party." But, the similarity of the
words wasn't lost on Chester.

"You're laughing at me!  It's not funny! It's not funny!" Ronnie wailed,
wiping the tears from his cheeks with the back of his hand.

"I'm not laughing at you!  I'm laughing at something else. Now, get your
butt back over here and let's get this done.  Last time I'm giving you a
chance.  It's now or never kiddo!  You get over here or it's all over,"
Chester said sternly.

"Ohhhhhhh God!" Ronnie sobbed, and moved back toward where Chester was
upon the bed and put his head down and butt up again.

"Now, don't try to keep it out this time.  When you feel it start
pressing against your hole pretend you're taking a shit," Chester
instructed.

"Oh noooo!" Ronnie sobbed, as he felt the huge head begin to press
against his hole again.

"Relax like I told yah!" Chester said, and continued to push forward.

Ronnie strained like he was taking a crap, his ass opened up enough, and
the head and three inches of Chester's cock popped inside his butt.

"ARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGG!  OWWWWWWWWW!" Ronnie cried out and grabbed the
bed sheets with his hands and sobbed even harder.

"It's okay.  Just be still.  It's in you.  Now, I'm gonna slowly fuck
you.  Try to relax," Chester said.

"Uhhhhh!  Arrrrrrrrghhhhh! Ow! Unnnnnnnnggggg!" Ronnie chanted, halfway
between crying out and sobbing, as Chester began to fuck him slowly,
working more and more of his cock into him a little at a time.

Slowly Chester opened the kid up and grinned as bit by bit more and more
of his huge cock began to slide into the kid's insides.  Of course, for
Ronnie it was no easy task and he sobbed and grunted with each inch.  It
was like a giant, flexible, baseball bat was working its way deep into
his insides trying to go all the way to his stomach.

"You're gonna kill me!  You're gonna kill me!" Ronnie sobbed, fear
gripping him because he just seemed to keep getting more and more of the
huge cock inside him.

"You almost got it all kid.  You're doing fine, now hang on!  Here comes
the rest!" Chester said.

At that, Ronnie grabbed the bed sheets with his hands even harder and
squealed like a little girl, knowing that all of the huge, fat, sausage
was going all the way in his butt.  In fact, he was so scared as the last
inches re-arranged his entire insides that he involuntarily peed on the
bed sheets.

"It's all in.  Now, I'm gonna fuck you some to get you opened up!"
Chester said, as he grabbed Ronnie's hips in his hands.

Although Ronnie continued to sob, from fear more than anything else, the
slick monster cock began to slide smoothly in and out of his rectum and
his sounds became nothing more than grunts as a result of the sudden rush
of fullness and whimpers of relief at the sudden emptiness.

"Okay, kid.  This is where we get with it," Chester said, and removed his
cock from the boy's rectum.

"Oh!" Ronnie exclaimed at the sudden emptiness.

"Roll over on your back," Chester instructed.

Ronnie did as he was told and saw that Chester was pulling off the
condom.

"Oh shit!" he exclaimed.

"Yeah, here's where you earn the four hundred.  I'm gonna fuck you like a
girl.  Fill your pussy with my cock and fuck your brains out," Chester
said, prompting Ronnie to begin to cry again.

"Oh god!  Billy said you would do this," Ronnie wailed.

"Billy? You found out about all this from Billy?" Chester asked.

"Yeah," Ronnie replied, sniffing.

"You knew all along what you were gonna have to do for the money didn't
you?" Chester asked.

"Yeah, he said you were big but I didn't know how big and he said if I
cried a lot you'd probably just give me the money," Ronnie replied,
sniffing and half-crying.

"So, you were trying to con me all along to feel sorry for you and give
you the four hundred bucks.  Weren't you?" Chester replied.

"Yeah, I thought you'd just give it to me if I cried a lot," Ronnie
replied, and sniffed again and wiped the tears from his cheeks.

"Well, guess what.  You're gonna earn it the old fashion way you little
con artist," Chester replied, and grabbed Ronnie's legs and scooted his
body closer.

Naturally, as one might expect, Ronnie's sobbing became more sincere as
Chester threw the kid's legs over his shoulders and lined up to thrust
his cock in again.

'Oh please!  Go slow!  I wasn't really trying to lie or nothing," Ronnie
pleaded, as he looked up at the man looming over him.

"You want the four hundred dollars or not?  Absolute last time I'm asking
yah!" Chester said.

"Uh huh! Please go slow! I can wank my peter while you do it," Ronnie
replied as he felt the head of Chester's cock press against his ass lips.

"Not a chance kid!  You're gonna earn every damn bit of this four hundred
bucks!  You're gonna cum another way!" Chester said, and slid his entire
tube steak into Ronnie's well-lubed rectum in one thrust.

In response, Ronnie's intake of breath seemed to suck all of the air out
of the room.  Then, he hollered at the top of his lungs at the swift
intrusion, and grunted and wailed as Chester pounded his butt without
mercy, his spidery legs bouncing up and down on Chester's back from the
power of the thrusts.

Chester's groin made loud smacking sounds on Ronnie's upturned butt as he
fucked the boy's bottom.  Ronnie sobbed, Ronnie wailed. Ronnie grunted.
Then,  Ronnie squealed and grabbed the bed sheets with his hands so hard
he yanked them out from under the mattress as he had the first anal
orgasm of his life and sprayed cum pellets all over his tummy and chest.
Yet, the pounding continued for what, to Ronnie seemed like an eternity.

Then, when Chester hollered and Ronnie felt the warm flood of cum gush
into his insides, he sobbed from the very depths of his soul.  This time
with relief, for it was all over.  He had earned the four hundred
dollars.

Chester watched the kid amble down the sidewalk and disappear, his gait
noticeably different, and closed the door.  Then, he chuckled to
himself.  He knew, from experience, that the kid's sore hole would be
okay within a few days and would return to normal.

It was almost three weeks later when the doorbell rang.  Needless to say,
Chester wondered which one of the kids in the neighborhood it would be as
he opened the door.

"Ronnie!" Chester exclaimed, never expecting to see the kid again since
he had told him he wouldn't be coming back.

"Yeah, it's me," Ronnie replied half-heartedly as he stood on the front
porch and shuffling his feet that were clad in the new Nike trainers.

"So, what brings you here?  You said you weren't coming back," Chester
replied.

"Yeah, I know.  I want a bike," Ronnie said.

"A bike?  What kind of bike?" Chester asked.

"It's a Mountain BMX.  It's the only one like it in town," Ronnie
replied.

"Okay, how much does it cost?" Chester asked.

"Uh, three hundred and ninety five dollars," Ronnie replied.

"Well, that's a lot of money," Chester replied.

"Yeah, I know.  I've heard that one before.  I want the money," Ronnie
replied, looking down at his feet.

"Well!  Come on in!  We'll see what we can work out!" Chester said,
opening the screen door and standing aside so the spidery kid could
enter.

Chester unlocked the screen door and the front door and turned around.
As he did, Ronnie was already leaving a trail of clothes behind as he
headed toward the back bedroom.

"Uh, Ronnie---!"

"I know!  I know!" Ronnie replied, with his back to Chester, waving his
hand in the air and interrupting him as he continued to strip and head
away from him down the hall.  "I already went to Walgreen's and bought
one of them enema things like you got.  My butt's cleaned out already.  I
did it myself before I came over here.
Now, come on and fuck my ass and let's get this over with.  I want to get
the bike this afternoon," the now naked kid said, as he turned left and
disappeared into the bedroom.

Of course, Chester couldn't help but burst out laughing and wonder how
much money the kid was going to siphon out of his bank account as he gave
up his tiny, tight, butt, again and again for all those things he wanted
so badly and just had to have.

The End