Date: Fri, 2 Jan 2015 11:31:24 -0700
From: Anonymously Yours <whyamiworryingaboutausername@gmail.com>
Subject: Honeybee

       It was a beautiful house. Small, European-style one-floor house all
to myself. I positively loved the isolation. My furniture wouldn't arrive
for two more days, due to poor planning on my part, so, to eat up time, I
began exploring every nook and cranny of my house.
       I pushed open the door to the empty computer room, my empty computer
room. It wasn't too interesting; there was a carpeted reading nook just
under the window sill, and a trapdoor leading to the attic above my head,
looking like a picture frame on the ceiling. There was a double-door closet
as well, which I opened first.
       Inside, it was a grid of large square cubbies. There was an extra
three feet of headspace in the closet above where the doorframe ended,
cubbies extending up all the way, and I became suddenly curious as to
whether anything had been forgotten by the previous owners on one of the
upper, obscured shelves. So I hoisted myself up, gripping one of the upper
cubbies and standing in a lower. I couldn't see anything at first, and I
almost hopped down- but at the last second I saw, in the furthest-right,
highest-up shelf- a stack of ordinary looking papers, binders, and DVD
cases. Hurriedly, I tried to grab them, but knocked them into a pile on the
floor instead.
       I hopped down on the floor next to them, crouched, and began
snooping through these personal items of someone else's. Nothing
interesting actually. An empty binder, an atlas, a teaching manual, blank
index cards, an operation manual for Picasa, a short stack of old Christmas
cards, an empty DVD case, and a full DVD case. A quick once-over left me in
complete apathy of the pile, except for the mysterious DVD, the only object
of which I could not readily see the contents. Nothing was written on it
save for a cartoony smiley face in violet Sharpie.
       Carrying the DVD, I trotted back into my nearly-empty living room. I
rummaged through my makeshift bed, a snarled nest of blankets and sleeping
bags on the carpet, until I found my trusty laptop computer. I carried it
and the DVD to the counter, where I plugged it in and turned it on. When it
had initialized, I opened the DVD slot and slid it in. My sound on my
laptop hadn't worked properly for over a month now, but I figured even
without sound I could still get an idea of what was on the disc.
       A prompt asked me how I wanted to play the file "honeybee.mp4".
Irritated, I clicked "Windows Media Player", a move that opened to me one
of the most wonderful things I had ever seen.
	The video was of a stunningly gorgeous boy on all fours on a
tabletop, completely naked. He was shown from the side, with his head
facing to the left of my screen. A black curtain was draped on the wall
behind him. He was blonde and tanned, with muscle definition and a
perfectly sculpted round butt. His boyish genitals hung cutely between his
supple thighs.
       He turned to face the camera and grinned, his face heart-wrenchingly
perfect, his full lips framing his perfect white teeth, his dimples
offsetting his button nose. He waved and said something, and as he was
facing the camera, a mind-bogglingly enormous, fairly dark penis came
onscreen from the left, occupying the space that the boy's face had just
been. He made a couple of funny faces before grinning adorably and turning
back. He started in surprise as the glans of the disproportionate love
muscle made unexpected contact with his nose once he had turned. He froze,
nervously, eyes locked on the organ, as it drooled fluid over his lips.
	After a moment, he lifted his face and said something to the
off-screen owner of the penis; as he did so, the penis itself slid off his
reddening face. A string of fluid briefly stretched between them before
breaking. There was a pause as, presumably, the owner responded. The boy
then returned his attention to the swaying member, licking his full lips
involuntarily but stopping, embarrassed, when he realized what exactly he
was licking. He then took a deep, steadying breath, staring at the huge
penis, before slowly raising a hand to grasp it with. His slender fingers
didn't quite make it around. He took another nervous breath, glanced up,
and brought his lips to the tip, kissing it. He pulled back and
involuntarily licked his lips again, before again moving forward.
	This time, he licked at the tip, like a lollipop. A string of
pre-seminal fluid and saliva stretched to his pink tongue every time he
licked. He lapped at it slowly at first, but gained speed, eventually using
a similar motion to a cat drinking water.
	All at once, he stopped mid-lick, his blue eyes directed upwards,
presumably listening to directions. After a moment, he made a face of utter
disbelief and let the monstrous organ fall. He returned his eyes to the
improbably large genitals, his chin now slick with fluids. Hesitantly, he
grasped the penis again, but lifted it upward. He laughed nervously before
crawling forward, positioning his face underneath the bovine-esque
testicles, until the heavy sac rested on his lips. He licked them a bit
before opening his mouth, allowing a testicle in and maneuvering to fit the
other in. He struggled to fit both in, he actually had to use his hand to
pull his cheek aside, but once he succeeded, he sucked the scrotum up to
its base, his nose against the underside of the penis. He squeezed his eyes
shut and began massaging the oversize glands with his mouth. As he did so,
he let the member fall, slapping across his face, hiding much of it, and
drooling thin, dripping strings of fluid over his head onto his buttcrack.
	He sucked on the testicles for several minutes. He finally pulled
off of them and away from the man's crotch, sucking in breath and wiping
his eyes and lips. He moved back into position, on hands and knees with his
shapely ass arched up. The pooled pre-ejaculatory fluids began to drip
between the boy's glutes, over his perineum, across the back of his boyish
scrotum and onto the floor between his knees.
	After a moment of dialogue, the boy faced the monster again. He
took a few deep breaths, raised and dropped his shoulders, shook his hair a
bit, seeming to be psyching himself up. He then suddenly lunged forward and
latched his mouth onto the end of the great dong like a diver preparing to
submerge. He squeezed his eyes shut, forced his mouth as far down the
fleshy penis as it would fit, grasped the rest with his hands, and began
sucking. He bobbed his head up and down the first third of the penis,
masturbating the rest with his hands. He did this for a while, saliva
dripping off his chin and running down the underside of the girthy
organ. Occasionally, he would really screw up his eyes, grasp the man's
hips, bear his teeth, and try to force the penis further into his oral
cavity.
       Finally, the man's hands came into play, gripping the back of the
boy's head. The boy's eyes flew open in alarm as the man began forcing the
boy's skull closer to his pelvis. The boy's eyes began to water and he
seemed to be attempting speech. He braced his hands against the man's hips,
only this time in an attempt to push away. But the man kept shoving until
the boy had swallowed over half of the mammoth penis. The boy's face was
tomato red as the man slowly withdrew his member to the glans, holding the
boy's head firmly in place, before thrusting it back in. He repeated this
pattern of "skull-fucking" for several minutes, the boy's lips stretching
around the near-comically huge size of the man's manhood. The boy no longer
struggled, but his tears mixed with the saliva drooling out of the corners
of his mouth. The man's thrusting became more and more urgent, almost
desperate, until at last he made one final, deepest thrust.
       He pulled his penis out until only the head rested on the boy's
tongue and began shuddering violently. His member spasmed and began
spurting copious amounts of semen. The boy choked on the sudden deluge at
first, a bit of ejaculate even leaked out of his nose, but he quickly
adjusted. Once the boy's mouth was filled with thick white fluid, the penis
was drawn back even further to ejaculate all over the boy's beautiful face,
the owner of which closed one eye as thick ropes of seminal fluid began to
coat his face and hair.
       When the man's powerful orgasm subsided, and his cock began
deflating, the boy turned to the camera and grinned. A thick cumstring
oozed from his lips to the monstrous cock. When he smiled, a tablespoon or
more of semen leaked out and ran down his chin, dripping in obscene
globs. He raised his semen-soaked eyebrows and wiggled his tongue playfully
into the camera, displaying more seminal juices. He then closed his mouth
and made a big show about swallowing. Crinkling his nose, he sniffed hugely
in an attempt to clear his sinuses of seed. He began to lick his lips,
breaking the cumstring. Turning from the camera, he replaced his mouth on
the enormous penis head and sucked, pulling his head off to effectively
clean the last of the juices away. The penis withdrew from the screen. He
then began using his fingers to wipe the syrupy fluid off his face, pushing
it into his mouth. Once his face was relatively clear, he leaned down to
lap at the globs on the floor with his tongue, pushing them into bigger
globs, which he then pressed his lips into and sucked up.
	As he was leaning down, his beautiful bottom was raised high in the
air, completely vulnerable. A second man took advantage of this, moving his
hands onscreen from the right and grabbing each of the boy's supple
glutes. The boy shot up, unfinished semen now oozing on his chin. He
twisted around to face the man, grinning impishly. The man began to massage
feverishly, as only a man with hands on such a beautiful butt could. The
boy faced the camera, giggling like a child being tickled. He glanced from
the man to the camera, as if sharing a hilarious secret.
	Then, with one hand firmly grasping the boy's right buttcheek, the
man poked within the cleavage between the boy's gluteus Maximus muscles
with his index finger. The reaction was immediate. The boy's amused
expression vanished, replaced with an open mouthed, wide-eyed one. He
arched his back and threw his head backwards. Relaxing, his head drooped
downward. The man poked again. Same reaction, only this time, the boy
seemed to jump in the air a bit. He whipped his head backwards to say
something, but the man prodded his nether regions once again to shut him
up. The boy tried several times to say something, prevented every time by a
mind-numbing poke, resulting in the same fish-face. The boy's penis became
more visible as it hardened. Finally, the man withdrew both his hands, and
the boy sat back on his haunches, turned his head over his shoulder, and,
smiling sheepishly, began explaining something. He then patted his own butt
and shook his head before reassuming the position.
	He waited a moment, nothing happening. Suddenly, like lightning, a
man's blurred-out face shot from off-screen directly into the poor boy's
buttcrack. The reaction was similar to the poke, only far more extreme. He
arched so hard he nearly threw himself backwards, appeared to vocalize
sharply and immediately began attempting to pull away. He was prevented in
his attempted escape by the man, who wrapped his arms snug around the boy's
waist, forcing the boy's most private bits against his aggressive
mouth. The boy nearly collapsed against the floor, all muscles taut, eyes
screwed up sharply as his mouth opened and closed, seeming to moan
loudly. His fists, clenching and unclenching, pawed against the ground. The
man's face bobbed against the boy's rear, licking mercilessly.
       After a couple of minutes of agonizing licking, the man mashed his
face as hard as he could into the boy's butt. The boy momentarily regained
composure, his face sweaty, his eyes dazed, he pushed himself back up onto
his hands. He tried to wriggle his round buttocks away from the man's
torturous face- but then something happened. Within the boy's most
sensitive, most private area, the man did something with his mouth that
seemed to shake the boy to his foundation. Suddenly, the boy's eyes flew
open as the fish face returned. He ragdolled immediately, falling against
the ground, his tongue lolling out, his arms tight against his
chest. However, his back began arching and straightening slowly, as his
hips seemed to thrust his butt down and back up to the man's face. After a
moment, the man finished off with one final, forceful lick, causing the boy
to shudder.
       The man left the screen, and the boy lay on the ground, his gorgeous
bottom still high and his eyes glazed over. Finally, he pushed himself back
and sat on his haunches again, taking deep, shuddering breaths. He began
speaking, not facing anyone in particular. After a moment of virtual
inactivity, the second man's hands returned to the screen, running through
the boy's hair. His right hand pulled away, finding a deposit of ejaculate
from earlier. He scraped it out of the boy's hair with his finger, allowing
the semen to cover his index finger.
       Once his digit was fully lubricated, he placed his other hand
between the boy's shoulder blades and pushed him down. The boy's eyes grew
alert as he realized that the man was not finished with him. As he was
forced into position, he appeared to be pleading with the man, desperately
looking back and shaking his head. Physically, though, he didn't seem to
struggle too much, being pushed into position fairly easily. He man pulled
his knees further apart, and pushed his back down in order to arch the
boy's firm ass high again.
       The boy seemed to get more and more desperate as the man lowered the
inseminated finger sadistically slowly towards his buttcrack, letting the
boy see every inch of the journey. Once there, he repeated the poking
motion a couple of times, getting the same comical reaction of pleasure as
earlier. After three pokes, he finally made the plunge. The penetration was
quick, but he took his time sliding his finger deep into the boy.
       The boy didn't collapse this time. In fact, he seemed abnormally
rigid. His eyes screwed up, but his mouth was wide open, as if he were
shouting or moaning loudly. His left fist beat against the ground as his
right arm quaked. His head rolled on his shoulders.
       Finally, when the man reached his knuckles, his grasped the left
buttcheek, raised his elbow, and began expertly playing the inside of the
boy's ass like a musical instrument. The boy's face grew red as he threw
his head back, his eyes still screwed up but his teeth clenched with his
lips drawn back. The man got more and more aggressive, the boy's face and
chest now a bright crimson, and his mouth drawn into a tight o shape. He
rocked his entire body back and forth as the man's finger waggled savagely
inside of him.
       The man withdrew his finger sharply, making the boy shudder and
collapse, and replaced it with both the index finger and his middle
finger. The boy shot up and began to thrust his hips up and down
violently. His right hand flew to his crotch, not seeming to masturbate,
but grasping his genitals firmly, as if he were trying to prevent an
accident. After a minute, he tightened his face more and covered his
genitals with both his hands, tighter than before. It looked like the boy's
body was about to explode- his body was shaking and rocking, as well as
completely red; every visible muscle clenched, and his face twisted in
agony, not to mention his fearsome, desperate grip on his own junk. The boy
looked to be on the cusp of something huge, when the man withdrew his
fingers in one swift movement.
        The boy slowly wilted, melting close to the ground, inhaling and
exhaling quickly but deeply. He slowly, carefully, pulled his hands away,
as if he didn't trust his penis to remain attached if he let go. He wiped
them on his thighs, before sighing deeply and sinking all the way to the
floor, lying flat on his stomach. He closed his eyes, as if preparing to
take a nap, his arms curled under his head. Obviously, that wasn't the
plan.
       The second man's bared groin entered the screen on the same side as
before. The boy opened his eyes and looked back towards him, likely
responding to something verbal. The boy knelt up and swiveled to face the
dangling genitals. When he did so, the man lowered a squirt bottle of
sexual lubricant onto the ground next to the boy, who looked incredibly
scared of it. The man said something to make the boy laugh and blush
simultaneously, and he took the bottle and began reading the label. He
pointed out something on the label, and, grinning, read it out loud to the
man; who, in response, swayed his hips, making his dangling apparatus slap
softly against his thighs.
       The boy licked his lips and squirted a dollop of the lubricant into
his hand, which he then brought to the man's semi-erect penis. With his dry
hand, the boy grasped the base and held it steady, and with the other,
began applying the lubricant as if soaping it up.
       Once that lube had been rubbed on, the boy squirted another glob and
began masturbating it onto the man's hardening member. The second man's
penis was nowhere near as large as the first man's, luckily for the boy,
but once hardened it was still an attractive shape and size.
       Once the penis was hard as granite and purple as a plum, a
mischievous grin spread across the boy's face. He grabbed the penis by its
sides, and, lifting the bottle, squirted two squiggly lines of the
lubricant over the top of the member, like a hot dog. He grinned hugely and
mimed as if he was about to eat it. He was met with a playful shove to the
head from the man, causing the boy to laugh harder.
       After a moment of laughing at his own joke, the boy looked up at the
man as he spoke. After listening to him for only a couple of seconds, the
boy's eyes widened and his lower lip pushed out in an expression of stunned
discomfort. He hesitated a moment before kneeling up, causing the top of
his head to go off-screen. This made his genitals much more visible,
however, and he was obviously a bit excited.
       He shakily squirted another dollop onto his hand; but this time,
instead of applying it to the man's penis, he twisted around and began
rubbing it onto his own rump. He squeezed one eye shut and pursed his lips
as he located the necessary spot for the lubricant to be applied. The man's
cock was still throbbing, almost more so than before; several veins poked
out.
       He rubbed for a moment more before pulling his hand away and facing
the man again. He exaggerated a shiver before asking the man a question. As
he listened to the response, the boy brought his lubed hand to his own
mouth, eyes still looking up. After a second, he licked a stripe of lube
from his hand. He smacked his mouth, shrugged and smiled at the man, and
continued licking it off.
       The man was impatient. After only a couple seconds, he rapped his
knuckles on the top of the boy's head, causing the boy to wince and scowl
upward. He began turning around, but took his time, continuing to lick
small areas of his hand.
       Finally, the man had enough. He shoved the boy downwards, pressing
his cheek against the table. The boy giggled a bit and continued trying to
crawl forwards, wriggling his butt in the man's concealed face as he did
so.
       The hands slid off of the boy's head and shoulders and down to his
butt, where they proceeded to massage and separate. The boy furrowed his
brow, looking a bit uncomfortable.
       Finally, the impatient man's penis began to prod against the boy's
anus. The boy's back arched every time as the rock hard and overlubed organ
slid up to his tailbone. Then came the moment of truth. Firmly grasping
each of his hips, the man prodded the boy's orifice again- only this time,
didn't pull away. He continued applying pressure, the boy's jaw about as
dropped as it could go.
       With a sudden movement of the man's hips, and a sudden explosion of
movement from the boy, the adult penis penetrated the preteen anus. The
boy's eyes bugged out as his legs flew backwards, only being held upwards
now by the hands on his hips. He continued squirming as the organ was
shoved further and further up his rectum, hitting very sensitive things
along the way.
       The last inch of length was the most difficult. The boy clenched his
teeth as the man rocked his hips forward, determined to force the entire
length into the boy. Little by little, the stubborn last bit of the penis
disappeared into the boy's rear as the youth clenched his fists against the
ground until his knuckles were white.
       His crotch pressed against the boy's tender glutes, the man gave his
back a reassuring pat. The boy lifted his head and puffed out his cheeks,
his arms trembling. He replaced his knees under himself and rolled his
shoulders back.
       The man kept this position for an agonizingly long time, the boy
growing antsier and more anxious. After nearly a minute, the boy looked
over his shoulder and said something weakly, but demanding, to the man, the
word he said completely legible on his lips.
       Go.
       The man went.
       He began by withdrawing nearly his entire length before sliding it
in again. The boy, once again, looked like he would explode. Gradually
gaining speed, the man repeated the removing and thrusting motion, rocking
the boy's body in the process.
       The boy's jaw went slack and his eyes rolled back into his head. He
rested his face against the ground, rocking with the motion of the man's
thrusting. As it became faster, he pulled his lips back from his teeth and
tightened his face, probably whining. Sweat dripped down his entire body.
       Minutes went by, the penis feverishly removed and shoved back in
over and over and over, faster every time. The boy obviously was a stranger
to this level of stimulation, his arms and neck moving impulsively and
pointlessly. The man was slamming his buttons with every thrust. He was
higher than a kite.
       At last, the man's thrusts became frantic, forceful, demanding,
almost damaging. The boy's eyes flew open, bugged out. His hand returned to
his crotch, squeezing helplessly. He was sweating like a waterfall; shaking
uncontrollably, his teeth bared and his eyes screwed up tightly. With every
plunge, his jaw dropped a bit and his glutes flexed.
       The man, now thrusting more quickly and desperately than ever,
removed the boy's inane grip on his genitals, replacing it with his
hand. He violently played with the boy's plumbing, making the boy's neck go
slack.
       Finally, shivering, the man shoved his member in to the base and
didn't move it. The boy reared his head, veins bulging on his neck, clearly
screaming. He wildly bucked his hips back into the penis spearing
him. Clear, thin juices dribbled from his groin.
       Once the boy settled down, they stayed in this position for a long
time. When his penis was removed, the man's thick seminal fluids oozed out
of the boy's anus and dripped on the floor, mixing with the boy's own thin
ejaculation.
       Held up only by the hands on his hips, the exhausted boy lay still
as the man, his face again blurred on the screen, licked the boy's rump and
thighs clean. Once released, the boy fell to the ground, completely
inert. The man rubbed his back and kissed his head, turning around to grab
something and placing a sandwich and juicebox next to the boy.  The sight
of food revived the oversexed boy, who gratefully bit into the sandwich.
       The first man, absent from the screen since the beginning, returned
to the screen, his head cut off by the camera. He was still pantsless, and
his unbelievable penis was colossally hard again. But all the man did was
pick up the weakly smiling boy, cradling him in his strong arms. The men
left the screen, the first carrying the boy holding the sandwich.
       The screen was empty for around ten seconds, showing nothing but an
empty tabletop, a juicebox, and numerous pools of sweat and semen. The
video ended there.