Date: Wed, 24 Nov 2004 06:28:30 EST
From: Justin0398@aol.com
Subject: Chester the Molester: Turkey Day Surprise by Justin Davis (M/t,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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This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to person's
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Chester the Molester: Turkey Day Surprise
By
Justin Davis


Chester Davidson, "Chester the Molester," as he was know by the kids in
the neighborhood who knew the truth about him, placed the Swanson turkey
and dressing dinner in the oven, made sure the temperature was set right,
then set the timer on the oven.  It was Thanksgiving Day, after all, and
Chester would eat his usual meal on this day alone, as he had done for
more years than he could remember.  Slowly, Chester padded back to his
lounge chair, and once there, seated himself and picked up his book and
began to read again while his dinner cooked.

It was as he was reading that the doorbell rang, and Chester sat down his
book and cursed under his breath.  No one, not even the regular kids that
came by, bothered him on Thanksgiving Day.  This was his alone time.

Naked, as he usually was when he was alone in the small cottage, Chester
headed for the breakfast nook, his massive meat swinging between his legs
as he walked.  Once there, he grabbed his white terrycloth robe off of
the chair by the breakfast table, draped it around himself, and headed
toward the front door, determined to let whoever was at the front door
have a piece of his mind for bothering him on this special day.

"Probably some damn solicitation fucker!" Chester mumbled under his
breath as he headed for the front door.

Quickly, Chester padded in his rubber slides to the front door, unlocked
the deadbolt lock, and then jerked it open with all the intensity his
inner rage felt at the moment.

"Yeah, what?" Chester said loudly, as he opened the door.

The kid with the close-cropped red hair, dressed in a Boy Scout uniform
and holding a tray covered with aluminum foil, jumped a little in
response to the harshness of the words.

"Uh, I'm Billy's brother, Ricky.  I brought you this," the twelve year
old said, holding out the tray.

"What is it?" Chester asked.

"It's some turkey and stuff.  I'm working on my Community Service Badge
and Billy said it would be a good idea to bring it to yah," the kid
replied.

"I see.  Well thanks!" Chester said, opening the screen door and reaching
out for the tray.

"Uh, I'm supposed to serve it to yah," the kid said, pulling the tray
back toward his body.

"Oh, I see!  Well, come in then," Chester replied, standing aside so the
kid could enter.  "The table is over there," Chester then said, motioning
toward the area to the right of the front entrance.

Chester followed the kid as he headed toward the breakfast nook and laid
the tray upon the table.

"Thanks!  That's just fine.  I appreciate it," Chester said as the kid
set the tray upon the table and headed back toward the door to let him
out.

"I told yah.  I got to serve it to you or it doesn't count," the kid
said, with somewhat of a disgusted tone in his voice.

"Oh!  Excuse me!" Chester replied, walking back over toward the table and
seating himself in his usual chair.

"You got some forks and stuff?" the kid asked.

"Yeah!  They're in the drawer to the right of the sink," Chester replied.

Chester watched as the kid went over to the drawer, opened it, and took
out a fork, spoon, and knife.

"You got any napkins?" the kid asked.

"In that drawer there," Chester replied, pointing to the drawer that
contained the napkins. "So, Ricky.  How's Billy?" Chester then asked as
the kid retrieved a yellow cloth napkin from the drawer.

"He's okay.  Been busy with soccer lately.  His team is in first place,"
Ricky replied, as he laid the eating utensils on the table in the proper
place.

"That's nice," Chester said, taking the offered napkin and spreading it
over his lap.

Chester watched as the kid undid the foil covering the tray and then
removed it.

"Oh my goodness!  That's a lot of food!" Chester then exclaimed, looking
at the plate containing ample portions of turkey and dressing, yams, and
green beans.

"Yeah!  I hope it's enough," Ricky replied.

"Oh, it's more than enough," Chester said as the kid placed the plate in
front of him.

"These are the rolls," Ricky then said, as he opened up a big wad of
aluminum foil and laid it down beside Chester's plate.

"They smell wonderful," Chester said, as the aroma of the freshly baked
rolls filled his nostrils.

"Uh, you want some butter or something?" Ricky asked.

"No, this is fine.  I have to watch it on the butter," Chester replied.

Ricky shrugged his shoulders in response, then plopped himself down in
the empty chair across from where Chester was seated.

"You gotta watch me eat it?" Chester asked.

"Yeah, or it don't count," Ricky replied.  "You want something to drink
with it?" he then asked.

"No thank you!  This is fine," Chester replied, and took a bite of the
dressing.  "Oh! Very good!" he then said.

"Yeah, mom's a good cook," the kid responded.

"Uh, would you like a soda or some milk or something?" Chester eventually
asked, feeling a bit uncomfortable that the kid was just sitting there
watching him eat.

"No thanks!  I'm fine," the kid replied.

In response, Chester shrugged his shoulders and continued to eat the
delicious meal.

"Uh, can I use your bathroom?" the kid eventually asked, when Chester was
about half finished.

"Sure!  It's down to the right and down the hall," Chester replied,
pointing in the general direction with his fork.

"Yeah, I know.  Billy told me," the kid said, and got up from the chair.

Again, Chester shrugged his shoulders and went back to eating his food.
In fact, Chester was so intent on devouring the delicious meal that it
didn't occur to him how long the kid had been gone until he was down to
the last couple of bites.

"You ready for dessert now?" a young voice asked, prompting Chester to
look toward the doorway.

"Holy shit!" Chester exclaimed, and half-choked on his last mouthful of
food as he saw Ricky, smiling and naked, standing in the doorway.

Although Ricky's facial features were much like his brother's, as was his
spidery build and red hair, that is where the similarity stopped,
especially in the genitalia department.  Amazed, Chester gazed at the
sight, for protruding from a very respectable tuft of red pubes was a
circumcised penis, at least four-inches long in its flaccid state, that
rested above a set of low-hung walnut-sized balls.  For his age, the kid
was hung.

"Uh, dessert?" Chester asked, once he had regained his composure.

"Yeah!  I'm the dessert," Ricky replied, and wiggled his eyebrows and
grinned broadly showing his perfect white teeth.

"Uh look, kid.  I don't know," Chester replied, laying down his fork and
then wiping his mouth with the napkin.

"I know everything.  Billy told me a long time ago," the kid said.

"Billy told you what?" Chester asked.

"I told yah.  Everything!  I know about the bike, the laptop, all of it,"
the kid replied.

"Oh, I see!" Chester said, and laid his napkin down upon the table.

"I'll be in the bedroom if you want dessert. I know where it is," the kid
said, and turned, wiggled his butt, and disappeared from the doorway.

"Well I'll be damned!" Chester exclaimed under his breath, not believing
the brashness of the kid.

Shaking his head in disbelief, Chester got up from the table and headed
toward the bedroom and stopped short in the doorway at what he saw.
Ricky was in the middle of the bed, propped up against the headboard,
holding Chester's tube of lube in his hand and smiling at him.

"You wanna suck my peter and eat my hole first or you wanna fuck me
first?" the kid asked, and grinned.

"You're not like Billy at all," Chester said as he entered the room and
stood at the foot of the bed.

"No I'm not.  I've got a bigger dick, in fact the biggest in my grade,
and I'm gay.  I've been doin it with Joey for two years now," Ricky
replied.

"Joey?  Whose Joey?" Chester asked.

"A friend of mine.  He's sixteen," Ricky replied.

"I see.  And what do you and Joey do?" Chester asked.

"Everything!" Ricky replied.

"Well, I doubt if Joey has anything like this," Chester said, and undid
the sash to his robe and opened it up and grinned, expecting the usual
gasp and wide-eyed reaction he always got when he revealed his cock for
the first time to a young boy.

"Yeah, it's just like Billy said," the boy replied calmly, and sat up to
get a closer look at the huge piece of meat and plum-sized balls.

"You're not scared?" Chester asked, crest fallen.

"Well, it is big, a lot bigger than Joey's is.  But, I been practicing
for months," Ricky replied.

"Practicing?" Chester asked.

"Yeah!  I can get a whole cucumber in my butt.  I been fucking myself
with one and jerking off for two months now," Ricky replied, and smiled.

"Incredible," Chester muttered under his breath in response.

"Look, you don't have to suck me and eat my hole if you don't want.  You
can just fuck me.  I'll wank while you do it," Ricky said, holding up the
tube of lube.

"Oh, it's not that.  I'm just a little confused," Chester replied, taking
off his robe and kicking off his slides.

"Confused about what?" Ricky asked.

"Well, you're just a strange kid, Ricky.  I don't think I've ever met a
boy like you before," Chester replied, and proceeded to get upon the bed
with the spidery kid.

"Look, I told yah.  I'm gay.  I like stuff in my butt.  When Billy told
me about your dick I just had to see for myself.  It was my idea to bring
you the food.  So, you want me to get it hard for you?" Ricky asked.

"Uh, yeah sure, kid," Chester replied, getting up his knees in the bed.

Immediately, the kid laid down the tube of lube, crawled toward Chester,
then took hold of the huge flaccid tube, lifted it toward his mouth, then
slurped the top of it in.

"Oh shit!" Chester exclaimed, as the kid swirled his tongue over the
head.

For some minutes, Chester let the kid bob his mouth up and down his hard
stalk, moaning with delight as the kid did so.  The kid was good, very
good. Maybe even the best Chester had ever had suck his cock.

"You'd better stop!  I'm getting close," Chester warned.

Immediately, the kid took his mouth off of Chester's cock and looked up
at him.

"You gonna fuck me now?" the boy asked.

"Not yet!  Lay back on the bed.  It's my turn now," Chester said.

Naturally, it wasn't long before Ricky's respectable six-inch dick was at
full mast and he was gasping and moaning as Chester alternately sucked it
and lapped at his balls and hole.

Chester was beside himself.  The kid's pre-cum tasted like sugar.  He
just had to sample the cum load.  So, he bobbed his mouth up and down on
the delicious dick with all abandon.

"Unh! Unh! I'm gonna cum!" the kid soon wailed, and began hunching upward
into Chester's mouth.

As the kid was himself, the cum load was incredible.  A flood of cum,
gushed into Chester's mouth that was sweeter than any honey on earth, and
Chester couldn't drink the spurting sauce down fast enough as it spewed
time and again into his mouth.

"You gonna fuck me now? the kid asked, after Chester took his mouth of
the kid's dick.

"Uh, you sure?" Chester asked.

"Yeah!"  Ricky replied.

"Well, we gotta take care of something first," Chester replied.

"I already did it when I was in the bathroom.  Billy told me where you
kept it.  Please!  Fuck me now!" Ricky pleaded with an air of desperation
in his voice.

"Okay, kid.  You want it you're gonna get it.  I'm gonna make you cry I'm
gonna fuck you so bad!" Chester replied, as usual, hoping to terrify the
boy and get his usual turn on.

"Oh Geez!  Just stick it in my butt!  It ain't that much fatter than a
damn cucumber!" the kid replied, causing Chester's face to droop once
again in disappointment.

"Okay kid!  You're in for a ride!" Chester said, and grabbed the tube of
lube and then began to lube up his eleven-inch fuck stick.

When he had his cock all slicked up, Chester just shook his head when he
turned his attention back to the kid, for he was fingering his hole and
smiling while he waited.  Then, there was a slight whimper as Chester
pushed his legs back toward his ears, opening his butt crack wide for the
ensuing fuck.

"Oh baby! I'm gonna fuck you so bad!" Chester said, as he moved over the
boy's small frame and guided his cock toward the pink hole.

"Ahhhhhh! Shit! Ow! Go slow! Ricky exclaimed, as the huge head of
Chester's cock invaded his rectum.

"Not a chance kid!" Chester replied, and rammed all his massive tube into
the boy's behind in one swift thrust.

"Arrrrrrrrggggggghhhhhh! Arrgggggggggghhhhh!" Ricky wailed in response to
the swift plunge of the massive cock into his behind.

"You wanna be fucked?  You're gonna get it kid!  Not some teen age fuck!"
Chester exclaimed, and began to pound the boy's bottom straight off with
violent thrusts.

"Ow! Ow! Oh! Oh!" Ricky wailed, his whole body shaking with each violent
thrust into his behind.

"Yeah! Yeah! Take my cock! Take it up your ass!" Chester exclaimed as he
pounded his groin against the boy's unturned buttocks.

"Fuck me! Fuck me!  Yes! Yes! Harder! Harder!" Ricky wailed, and grabbed
hold of his now hard dick and began to wank it.

"How bout this kid?" Chester asked, and began to gyrate his hips as he
fucked the boy's butt, causing his cock to move all around in the boy's
rectum.

"Yes! Yes! Arrrrrrrggggghhhh!  Arrrgggggggghhhhhh! You're gonna make me
cum!" Ricky wailed, his dick spewing cum from his chin down to his tummy.

"We're just starting kid!" Chester said, and began to grunt with the
force of each thrust into the boy's behind.

Not missing a stroke, Chester rolled the boy on his side and fucked him
that way for awhile.  Then, he pulled him up on his knees and fucked him
doggie style.  As he did so, the kid began to wank his again hard dick
and was soon howling from another orgasm in no time.

"Get ready to eat my load kid.  You're gonna drink my sperm!" Chester
eventually exclaimed, as his orgasm approached and he removed his cock
from the boy's butt.

Quickly, the lad flipped around, took hold of the massive meat with his
hand, closed his mouth around the head, and began to rapidly jerk on the
thick tube.

"Yeah! Yeah! Eat my cum! Drink it all!" Chester wailed and began to blow
his load into the kid's eager mouth.

At that instant, the telephone began to ring.

"Oh Fuck!" Chester exclaimed, the ringing phone instantly making the
pleasure of his orgasm vanish.

It wasn't the phone, Chester soon realized as he came full awake.  It was
the timer on the oven.  His TV dinner was ready.  He had fallen asleep
again while reading.

For a moment, Chester remained seated in his chair.  Then, he got up from
his lounge chair and headed toward the kitchen and shook his head and
chuckled, for Billy did indeed have a younger brother named Ricky and
Chester wondered if the kid was anything like the perfect kid in his
dream.

The End