Date: Mon, 24 Oct 2016 01:54:25 +0200
From: Purple Thaoist <flowerpotheaded@gmail.com>
Subject: Sandy and the Boys - Chapter 4

This story contains graphic sexual scenes between males older and younger
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I would like to dedicate this story to the great writers whose amazing
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something on my own. Thank you, Rio Mack, Micah Cooke and Frank Graphsmuse.

Mind you, that there is quite a lot of racial slur in this chapter. Its use
serves a purely entertaining purpose, accentuating the objectification of
some of the characters mentioned. I am sorry if I still managed to offend
somebody, it was never my intention.

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Sandy and the Boys – Chapter 4


	Keantay's room looked like every other typical 10-year-old boy's
room... except for a few minor details. In terms of furniture, there was
the bed, of course, with colorful Marvel superhero sheets. One of the walls
had a double door, which hid the boy's spacious closet. A custom-built
computer desk, with a locker beside and shelves above it, had a XDNA Aurum
24K set with a Dell 5K monitor, all in all worth around $16K, plus a white
13" MacBook Air. Paperback comic books lied scattered all around, together
with singular pieces of a young boy's clothing. Nothing out of the
ordinary, really.

	So, what was unusual about the room, you ask? First of all, there
was a huge, framed poster, hanging on the wall opposite to Keantay's
bed. Limited to just 1000 copies and highly sought-after by wealthy fans
and collectors worldwide, the poster was a part of the promotional campaign
for Keantay's first-ever movie where he starred as the lead, "Lost in Magic
Kingdom". The nigger boy, nine-years-old at the time of the shoot, was
pictured naked and on all fours, wearing a pointy birthday hat and smiling
wide for the camera. He was surrounded by a group of equally naked white
men, with oversized masks of Disney characters covering their
faces. Mickey, Donald, Pluto, Goofy, Huey, Dewey and Louie, Scrooge,
Aladdin, the Genie, the Beagle Boys – they were all there, towering over
the tiny-in-comparison, ebony boy. The men had young, shredded, hairless
bodies, rippling with pure muscle, including huge pecs, washboard abs and
beefy thighs. They were holding their fat, giant, ivory, cunt-ripping cocks
in their large palms, pointing them menacingly from behind at the
happy-looking, seemingly unaware, prepubescent boy. A red sticker beneath
the movie's title was saying: "Shot on location at Walt Disney World
Resort, Bay Lake, FL!"

	Apart from the kiddie porn poster, a couple of things around
Keantay's desk also seemed a bit out of place. A glass bowl filled with
Viagra, Cialis, Levitra and various brightly-colored X pills, stood right
next to the boy's hi-tech monitor. The monitor itself had a movie on; the
screen was playing a scene from BelAmi's timeless classic, "Greek Holiday
2: Cruising Mykonos", with the gorgeous Brandon Manilow and Sascha Chaykin
fucking like crazy in their cute sailor caps. Instead of the sounds of
moaning, panting, slapping and gasping, the loudspeakers were rocking the
place with Slayer. The shelves above stored maybe a dozen different dildos,
plus a few bottles of Swiss Navy and Gun Oil products. No books, no
school-bag, no school equipment. Just a pile of empty Pabst Blue Ribbon
cans and a waaay cool, black, penis-shaped, ceramic bong on a wooden
nightstand beside the bed.

	Sandy froze for a second upon seeing what was going on in the lil'
ebony boy's room. Connor was half-sitting and half-lying on Keantay's bed,
leaned against the wall, spread-legged. His gargantuan, mighty-looking,
10.5" steel-hard cock was buried inside of Keantay's chocolate-colored
preteen body, firmly held by the man's burly paws, which could probably rip
the 10-year-old black kid apart with very little effort.

	Beneath the connected in that sacred, man-boy fusion pair, crouched
on the Captain America and Hulk sheets, was Teion, Keantay's nine-year-old
neighbor from the room next door. He seemed to be very focused on what he
was doing, and that was sensuously kissing and licking Connor's smooth,
bull-sized, sweat-dripping cojones. His younger by two years brother,
Breion, was positioned next to him, also working his pink baby-tongue all
over the luscious-looking, heavy ballsack.

	Connor was a 27-year-old dude who acted as the nominal owner and
the only official occupant of the Apartment. He's been an employee of the
Organization for six years, got recruited after being scouted in a rather
shady and – putting it simply – illegal New York club, whilst still a
student at Columbia University. He was half-Irish, half-Norwegian, had a
lush, light blonde mane of hair, which he kept shoulder-length and partly
braided into decorative cornrows and plaits. He had hypnotic, sky blue
eyes, well cared-for, pale white skin, prominent, high cheekbones, and a
strong, square jaw, always with a five o'clock shadow. Connor was 6'3" and
weighed almost 220 lbs. His powerful, rock-hard physique looked as if it
was sculpted by the Norse gods themselves: perfectly smooth, bulging with
young muscle chest, broad shoulders and ripe, firm pecs, accentuated with
hard, dark, pointy nipples; chiseled, well-worked eight-pack abs, carved so
deeply you could spend all day licking and worshipping all those sexy
grooves. A similarly deeply accentuated Apollo's belt encircled his lower
abdomen and led the way to a manscaped bush of thick, blonde pubes. Connor
had both his pit and pubic hair, limiting the whole grooming thing to
trimming `em a bit, but at the same time kept his balls completely shaved
and perfectly lickable, of course. His magnificent, veiny, 10.5" uncut
schlong was the Scandinavian hunk's biggest pride. The thick trunk of
luscious man-meat, mesmerizing in its teasing beauty and fullness, was made
to be choked and gagged upon, to have cunts and asses ripped apart and then
have them flooded with a tidal wave of steamy, delicious
man-cream. Connor's marble ass globes could crush stones in that deep crack
between them. Both his dreamy butt and his long, perfectly muscled legs
were covered in a delicate, hot-as-fuck looking layer of blonde fuzz,
hairier around the athletic calves and ankles. He truly was a perfect
specimen of an all-man, hot-as-fuck Viking boy-fucker. Think of Chris
Hemsworth in "Thor", but way hotter.

	Keantay, Teion and Breion, at first glance at least, all looked
similar to each other. They were skinny preteen niggaz after all, hard to
distinguish. On a closer look, one could see that Keantay was quite
dark-skinned and very handsome; his lil' body, only 10 years old, of deep,
ebony tinge, all shiny and glistening with sweat, upon licking surely
must've tasted like the most exquisite of dark chocolates. He had big,
licorice-black eyes, a broad nose and thick, pinkish lips, his curly hair
stylized into a high top fade cut and his ears sexily decorated with white
tunnel plugs.

	The two brothers, on the other hand, were lighter-toned, more of a
milk chocolate flavor. They both had that cocky, streetwise look
characteristic of African-American youths, with the older boy sporting an
extra short buzz with temple fade, while his younger bro had a curly,
stylized top with wave fades on the sides. Thanks to cute little eyes,
slightly protruding ears and generally slender, delicate faces, they both
brought to mind images of the extremely hot and fuckable Jaden Smith. Like
Keantay, they wore plugs and stud men's earrings. All three boys had slim,
athletic bodies, delicately muscled in an appetizing way, with little to
zero fat whatsoever. Their young, coltish limbs were slender and smooth;
none of them had any body hair spoiling those delightful, boyish
looks. Their asses were small, but firm and round, well trained and cared
for at gyms and sports halls, in order to look as seductive and inviting as
possible for anyone who'd want inside of them. Being black and all, the
mocha cuties were anything but shabby in the cock department, sporting
tasty looking cunt-fuckers well above the size of your average preteen
slut. At that moment, the boys were nude except for Teion and Breion, who
had white, knee-high athletic socks on, contrasting in a maddeningly
seductive way with the brown color of their skin. Besides that, the younger
brother wore a C-IN2 white jockstrap. Fuckin' awesome how they're making
sexy, kid-sized jocks and thongs nowadays.

	"Aw, Con. You fuckin' nigger-lover..." laughed Sandy at the
unspeakably obscene, but at the same time beautiful sight on the
bed. Connor had maybe five inches of his white sausage stuffed inside the
prepubescent darkie's rectum. It was already a lot of dick for any
10-year-old boy to take up inside his body. There are so many 10-year-old
cuties walking the streets of our cities, who'd probably strongly object to
being impaled on a 10.5" spear... Not that such protests would even mildly
bother nor stop anybody from proceeding with the boy... but not Keantay. He
definitely wasn't one of those wimpy boys – he was having the time of
his life. The lil' jungle bunny turned his head towards Sandy and greeted
him with a shit-eating grin of utter slut-satisfaction and a stoned-as-fuck
look in his black eyes. He was so wasted. The two mocha brothers, nine and
seven years old respectively, were also seriously fucked up and high on
whatever Con was treating them to.

	"Aahhh... About the fucking time you showed up, blondie..." Connor
gasped in utter bliss, his club-like dick rammed half-length into the hot,
damp insides of the tween hottie. He was in absolute control of Keantay's
delicate body. If he wanted to, he could ram his fat cock to the limit in
one quick thrust, balls deep, inflicting painful and permanent damage to
the kid. That would be sooo hot, but alas, Keantay wasn't his; the
chocolate cum container over him belonged to the Organization, and was too
valuable to just wear it off during one fuck session.

	Connor was obsessed with his big dick. For him, and for guys like
him, life was all about fucking. Since the age of 10, his main concern
every day was to get his rocks off – by jacking off as many times as he
could, or simply by fucking like crazy. Every boy needs a lot of sex –
that's just how they are – but with Connor, it was bordering on
addiction. Being rich, handsome and athletic, he was always a very popular
kid in all the subsequent schools he attended. Both girls and boys looked
up to him; he was charming, intelligent, self-confident, a natural born
leader, attracting everyone around him, immediately cottoned to by
everybody. As a champion athlete and later the star quarterback, he was
well-respected (and lusted after) by his friends and teammates, plus
desperately desired for the role of boyfriend by all the pretty girls, so
they could show-off in front of and put down their cheerleader friends.

	Connor, of course, was using all that to his advantage, literally
fucking his way through elementary school, middle school, high school and
then college. By the age of 13 he was already a notorious cocksman, with
gossip about his big, luscious cock, insatiable libido and amazing
fuck-stamina spreading like wildfire. He was rough, often violent, and –
to top it off – a true misogynist. He treated his girlfriends like
trash, using them like the cum-dumps they were, abusing and sharing them
with his buddies, hooking them up on drugs, practically whoring them out
and turning into fucked up, cocksucking skanks. Like for so many of today's
teenage boys, a cunt was nothing more than an object with holes to stick
your dick in and start thrusting, a dumb as a post cum rag, who owed
respect to men.

	In all, Connor got ten bitches pregnant, with the youngest one
being barely 13 years old when he knocked her up. He never ever used
condoms – he was always saying that the rubber spoils the fuck
com-plete-ly. As soon as a cunt told him she was pregnant, Connor was
either dumping her like a hot potato, or was passing her on to some of his
kinky friends, who got turned on by a bloated belly. The girls usually
loved him too much to complain and obediently went along with everything,
dumb twats that they were, or more often, were getting vacuumed, so Connor
would, just maybe, allow them to remain by his side.

	The glorious Irish-Norwegian hunk also had a serious weakness for
boy flesh, naturally. He considered himself straight, never got fucked in
his ass and rarely sucked cock, but throughout the years he's plowed more
than his fair share of boy pussies, including his two brothers and a few
other blood relatives. He constituted a wonderful addition to the
Organization's family and, since joining, has proven himself to be an
invaluable worker. For fuck's sake, the dude actually gave up his promising
career in football to lead a luxurious life of a famous movie star in the
porn industry... Every little boy's dream cum true.

	Sandy knew Connor was a jockstrap-freak, hence his Andrew
Christian–strapped ass cheeks. Being such a good little boy, he enjoyed
making all of his friends happy, all the time. Plus, it was always good to
score some points with Con and thus keep him calm and contented. The
12-year-old tween boy summarized the events at the Alpha Psi Alpha frat
house to the freakishly good-looking muscle stud, emphasizing every single
debauched and obscene act he could remember. Josh and Kev were supposed to
send him video clips with material which had been shot during the course of
the party; there were bound to be heaps of wild stuff in them he couldn't
recall by himself, being too out of it then. The young jocks probably
thought the vids would be a cute memento and some hot jack off material for
Sandy and whomever else he'd show them to, nothing more. Little did they
know that their amateur porn would serve as important proof in a peculiar
vetting process conducted by the Organization, all in order to establish
whether the constantly cross-faded frat boys were eligible to join its
elite ranks.

	Sandy observed as his words were turning on Connor ever so
more. The two black boys licking and fondling Con's tightened, sweaty
ballsack, his hard taint, the thick slabs of his manly, muscular thighs,
were also clearly getting very aroused, speeding up their actions, lapping
at the 27-year-old's most intimate parts, caressing and fondling their own
preadolescent, chocolate bodies... So young, and already so delightfully
corrupted. Sweat was dripping from their foreheads, loud and obscene sounds
of slurping and sloshing were mixing with violent thrash metal. Connor's
schlong was slowly, but steadily, moving deeper and deeper into
Keantay. The sneaky Viking cocksman had a can of BLACK MAX Ethyl Chloride
and a small rag next to him. Sandy was excited to see how the stud sprayed
the cloth and held it against the coon pup's face, leaving him with no
choice but to inhale deeply. The slutty 10-year-old kid was so out of
it. His jutting 5.2" cock could not yet spurt, but it was twitching like
crazy, with no doubt the result of multiple mind-blowing dry boygasms,
since he was moaning like a mounted doggie bitch.

	With even the slightest of moves made by Connor's groin, the
jigaboo cutie he was stuffing with his enormous fuck-stick twitched and
wriggled and squirmed. His moans and loud gasps turned to yells and even
screams each time another fraction of an inch of Con's cock disappeared
into the boy's pussy. They were both sweating profusely in the sweltering
atmosphere. The heady smell of sex, typically present in every young boy's
room, was so much stronger in the damp air of where Con and the others were
all pleasuring each other. Apparently, the blonde dude had decided to stick
his whole 10.5 inches into Keantay's incomparably smaller body, because he
was neither pulling out nor starting to properly fuck the boy with what was
already in. The reddened lips of the lil' nigga boy's hungry pussy, though
grotesquely outstretched to accommodate that almost arm-thick dick invading
the ebony slut, engulfing it ever so tightly, somehow were still able to
leak the boy's ass juices and Connor's pre-fuck, smearing Con's smooth
perineum and his marble ass with an appetizing mixture of their body
fluids. Thanks to weed, X and poppers, all the boys' senses were heightened
and the wild sensations they were experiencing – so much
enhanced. Still, Keantay was in a lot of pain.

	"Fuck, bitch. You're so fuckin' tight!"

	"Aaaarrgghhhhh...!!!"

	"Yeah baby boy. I'm gonna fuck you so hard... Just lemme put that
mean cock of mine up inside your baby cunt".

	"OOOOOOhhhh...!!!"

	"That's it, lil' one... Open up for Uncle Con..."

	"AAAAAAAGGHHHH...!!! Please, Uncle Con...! It huuurts baaad...!
Ugh! I don't kno' if I can takes it!"

	"Ssshhh... Hush, sweetie. You're 10, you a big boy already... A
man! But want me to make a REAL man outta you? You have to take dick up
your ass the way REAL men do..." Connor again sprayed the rag with BLACK
MAX and shoved it against the prepubescent boy's handsome face. He was
using both his big hands to sensuously caress Keantay's thin body, his
small, delicately muscled chest and flat tummy, to pinch his miniature
nipples and play with the cute lil' nigga's not-so-lil' dick and his smooth
sack. There are few, if any, greater pleasures known to man other than
molesting and corrupting young boys.

	Keantay had been at the Apartment for just over a couple of weeks
then. Before that, he was staying at a secluded house on a large parcel of
land outside Las Vegas, owned by the Organization. Before getting
recruited, he was a petty shoplifter and a thug in the making, who lived
with his two older brothers and an alcoholic mother in the projects of
Watts, Southeast LA.

	His two nigga bros started molesting him when he was three. By the
age of eight, Keantay was a burned-out cocksucking tweaker bitch. His
health was deteriorating rapidly, he was malnourished and hooked on almost
everything he and his brothers could get on the corners. The boy got thrown
out of school. He was spending his days hangin' out with his lil' homies,
doing drugs, stealing, and sucking cock for dozens of young, local nigga
and spick thugs. Before Keantay's brothers decided to start working on his
pussy and finally shove their big nigga dicks up their baby bro, so to
teach him to love thick man meat up his ass, they thought of an even better
idea. The two dudes had ties to the Organization, so they recommended
Keantay for the position of an actor and quickly sealed the deal. The worn
out preteen cocksucker was nine. He was taken away and worked on by a small
team of expert personal trainers and coaches.

	After a few months his butt was more or less prepared to take big
dicks, his cocksucking techniques were expanded on, his small body got
slender and more muscular. A risqu้ decision was made to give him a big
opportunity and the relatively inexperienced boy landed the lead in a major
production, scheduled for shooting in Florida. As it turned out, "Lost in
Magic Kingdom" became a blockbuster and a smash hit, at least among certain
circles of people, those who could appreciate quality adult
entertainment. The lil' nigger became a movie star, hand to mouth. Now,
after transferring him under the guidance of Connor, 10-year-old Keantay
was preparing for another big role.

	The Irish-Norwegian muscle-god had over 8" of first-prize fuck-meat
up the ebony kid's chute. Despite the slut's wriggling and fidgeting, he
had zero problem with holding his body down. The fucked up, screwed coon
child was getting more and more vocal. Tears began to form in his
eyes. Sandy couldn't help himself – he was very intently stroking his
12-year-old cock through the damp fabric of his Andrew Christian jockstrap,
marveling at the extreme hotness of what was going on.

	"Get that bong there, fill it and give these niggers some," Connor
ordered. Sandy released his straining, leaking penis and did what the older
stud asked him to do. After preparing the cock-shaped bong, he made Teion
and Breion turn towards him and sit on the bed's edge. The blonde cherub
started with the younger boy. He locked his lips on the seven-year-old's
mouth and kissed him affectionately for a couple of minutes. Then, he took
the weed bong and inhaled deeply, only to again kiss Breion and shotgun the
potent smoke in the smaller boy's lungs. Sandy repeated the action and
moved on to also refuel the bigger bro's high. The weed was extra strong,
laced with quality meth – it sure was the good stuff. Only the best of
the best for the hard working Organization boys. Sandy then handed Connor
the pipe, and the sexy stud shotgunned Keantay, though a lot more roughly
than the tween beauty did.

	"You, nigger boy. Brian, or woteva the fuck your nigger name
is. Suck Sandy's cock!"

	Before Sandy could begin to protest, the stoned little kid, like
the true cock whore that he was, dropped to his knees in front of the
12-year-old white boy. He pushed his innocent-looking face against Sandy's
jock clad crotch and inhaled the musky boy smell of sweaty cock and
balls. Next, he opened his baby mouth and stuck it to the fabric of the
underwear, trying to suck the dampness out of the soaked-with-pre-cum
material. At the same time, he began to make use of his supple tongue,
licking and poking at Sandy's hard cock with feverish gusto, expertly
teasing the sensitive little cockhead. The older boy moaned in ecstasy.

	Teion returned to pleasing Connor orally, who in turn was smiling
wickedly at the two black & white cuties, playing so nicely with each
other. The hunk then laid his right hand on Keantay's abdomen and traced it
with his bony fingers. He found a sizeable bump, bulging out the
10-year-old's belly; it was roughly cock-shaped. Connor could feel his own
mighty dick through the preteen coon's thin layer of skin and muscle, with
his hand!

	"FUCK YEAH!" the blonde stud cried out and in just one final
enthusiastic and powerful thrust, he pushed the last couple of inches of
his trunk-like schlong into the 10-year-old's bowels. His
filled-with-spunk, smooth and sweaty balls jostled and slapped violently
against the Keantay's chocolate flesh. Any guy who fucked a kid knows how
fuckin' hot it is to feel and see your cock inside a little slut's abdomen.

	"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA...!!!" Keantay's agonized scream tore
through the sultry air. The 10-year-old boy had a thick 10.5" monster cock
shoved deep inside his ravaged cunt, poking at his internal organs and
pulsating as if it was a second heart, rapidly beating in his small
chest. The Black bitch immediately experienced another boygasm, which
caused his already exhausted and fidgety body to shake and tremble like a
leaf in the wind. He was dripping with sweat; eyes rolled back in his head,
his mouth was mumbling something incoherent, with saliva dripping off his
chin. The lil' faggot's vision faded and turned to black. He passed out,
impaled on that magnificent piece of 100% man dick that he craved so much,
the fucking slut!

	"JEEESUS FUCK!" cried out Sandy upon seeing how the faggot
cock-hound's limp body flopped a little, but was still more or less kept in
position by the steel-hard pole of flesh it was skewered on. Already
wracked with pleasure by observing the fuckfest, the 12-year-old's mind and
body couldn't take it anymore – even though Breion had begun to pleasure
his dick only a couple of minutes earlier – still in his purple
jockstrap, the blonde angel started orgasming. Spurts and spurts of thick,
fresh cum were amassing in the jock pouch, bloating it out and leaking
abundantly, coating the young stud's thighs, dripping onto the floor. His
piss slit was shooting jism like a machine gun, causing the skimpy pair of
undies to overflow with tween seed. Breion, the ebony preteen at Sandy's
feet, was scooping as much cock slop as he could with his pink lips,
swallowing hungrily and immediately reaching for more, licking not only at
and around the Andrew Christian jock, but also lapping up the tasty spooge
from Sandy's legs and small feet, even off the floor. Sandy was feeling
like he was about to faint himself, overwhelmed by the pleasure pulsating
from his groin, being continuously tickled and teased by the preadolescent
puppy's tongue, lips and hands. He flipped the jockstrap's golden waistband
with his trembling fingers, allowing unobstructed access to the cum
gathered inside. His other hand reached for some of that creamy ejaculate;
he dipped three fingers, gathered some of the jizz and lifted the coated
digits to his opened mouth. Sandy watched as Breion sank his face into the
sloppy mess and began eating the remnants of the older boy's orgasm from
underneath his cute innie belly button, he himself likewise savoring his
own seed and delighting in its gourmet taste.

	Connor shook off his brief daze, when he stared motionless at Sandy
and Breion, captivated by the breathtakingly beautiful and poetic sight of
an orgasming 12-year-old boy. He contracted his muscles a bit and pulled
half-way out of Keantay. The slut was still unconscious, but then Con
forcefully rammed his dick back inside, tearing through the 10-year-old
body. Needless to say, that woke the bottom bitch up. At first, he was too
zoned out to even comprehend where he was and what was happening to
him. That ended quickly though, as the 10.5" hard shaft began to fuck him
mercilessly. The coon fag again started screaming and fidgeting, but he was
held tight by his beautiful lover. Con was pulling out his dick just a
little, so the thrusts weren't very forceful, but soon that mouth-watering
piece of meat was popping almost completely out of the nigga cunt, only to
sink back into that hot, velvety tunnel of manly pleasure. Accompanying the
first few pull-outs of the Scandinavian stud's cock were torrential gushes
of ass juice and pre-fuck, pouring out of Keantay's sloppy asshole. A
stream of the headily smelling liquid splashed Con's balls, fouled the
colorful Marvel sheets and began to steadily drip onto the floor. It was an
exquisitely erotic sight. The sexy stud was bucking his hips up and down
rhythmically, clenching and unclenching the powerful muscles of his hard
ass, fucking the 10-year-old boy with total abandon. Once again he reached
for the can of ethyl chloride to relax the black kid, intensify his
pleasure and, well, fuck him up.

	After some time, Keantay, unbelievable as it might seem, was
beginning to actually enjoy the ride. He was 4'4" and had a 10.5" slab of
meat up his guts – hot, pulsating, moving in and out of him through his
dilated hole. Despite that, his screams and cries gradually made way for
soft, quiet grunts and moans of pleasure. Finally, Connor heard Keantay
blurt out the magic words he had been waiting for: "Fuck me..."

	Meanwhile, Sandy came down from his orgasmic high, but being the
permanently horny 12-year-old that he was, the sweet boy was immediately
ready for more. Yeah, yeah, he was tired; he wanted to lie down, badly. But
this shit was too hot to miss. Not only were there three hot as fuck bodies
to ogle on the bed, two of `em engaging in some ridiculously obscene
rutting, but lil' Breion, in his insatiable hunger for dick, was again
engulfing Sandy's pecker with his baby mouth. His older brother, Teion,
couldn't worship Connor's bull-sized balls anymore, because the stud's body
was moving too rapidly. Thus, he was feeling idle, but not for long. The
nine-year-old chocolate cutie rose up and went to the desk, opened and
grabbed something from the locker, then returned and kneeled on the bed,
facing Connor and Keantay. He looked simply amazing in his white football
socks. The boy arched his firm ass upwards, presenting it to Sandy as if it
was on a shop window display.

	"Sandy...?"

	"Yeah... Teion?"

	"You knows why I ain't wearin' no jockstrap, like Breion iz...?"

	"No, Teion, I don't know... why you are not... ooohh... wearing a
jockstrap..."

	"Dat cuz Connor ripped it ofs me before he fucked my nigga ho
ass..."

	He spread open his bubble butt cheeks to reveal the puffy pink cunt
lips between them. The sphincter muscles were barely clamped. Teion stuck a
few fingers and loosened his asshole without effort, it was so well
fucked. The end of a red butt plug became visible, rammed soundly inside
the young kid, preventing his backside from leaking. Apparently, Connor
must've had already fucked the nine-year-old before moving on to Keantay's
ass, with Sandy not there yet, and then plugged his chute up with one of
the toys belonging to the boys.

	"A lil' help here, bro...?" Teion asked his brother. The
seven-year-old, who was on his knees in front of Sandy, deepthroating the
boy's hard nail, released the spit-glazed dick from his mouth and scrambled
towards Teion's sluttily exposed ass. Grinning madly, the young boy shoved
his small hand inside his older brother's asshole and poked about a
little. Connor slowed down his thunderous fucking and reached for his
iPhone to immortalize the marvelous sight of the prepubescent kid with the
palm of his hand stuck inside his older sibling's ass, who in turn was
moaning and panting like the fuckin' bitch he was. After grasping the
handle, Breion slowly pulled out the toy, leaving behind a gaping crater
which once was his bigger bro's pussy. At its widest part, the butt plug
was almost 9" in circumference. It was covered in slime, with strings of
the gooey goodness clinging and outstretched between the boy's rear
entrance and the toy.

	"Lick it, faggot!" ordered the aroused Connor, seeing how
deliciously the plug looked.

	Breion really didn't have to be told what to do; he was a big boy
after all. He put out his cute lil' tongue and started cleaning up the
plug, licking off the sweet residue made up of cum and his brother's ass
juices. Sandy was wildly stroking his hard cock while Teion, that sneaky
fucker, suddenly produced a pink drinking straw and a cocktail umbrella. It
appeared that those were the things he took out of the cupboard. The
nine-year-old boy handed them to his lil' bro, who knew exactly what to
do. He made a show out of sluttily licking off the last traces of the cum
coating and then put the butt plug away. Next, he placed the received items
inside Teion's dilated hole, decorating it like a fancy drink glass. The
hot nigga ass was arched high, preventing its yummy content from dripping
out; decorated with the straw and the toy umbrella it looked funny, sexy
and ridiculously obscene at the same time.

	"Sandy, yous thirsty? Wanna fuel up on da juice...?" Teion asked
slyly.

	Sandy, with animalistic hunger written all over his handsome face
and apparently very thirsty indeed, leaped at the exotic looking snack
served to him on Keantay's bed. The 12-year-old put the straw between his
lips and started slurping greedily, sucking out the elegant mixture of
Connor's heavy cum load and Teion's ass juices, delighting himself in that
classy sperm cocktail. Breion, on the other hand, slid between Sandy's
spread legs, leaned against the bed and again engulfed Sandy's trembling
dick, returning to his expert cocksucking and ball-licking.

	Connor – the blocks of granite his god-like body was made out of
dripping with sweat – was getting close to the finale of his
ass-wracking fuck with Keantay. The kid wasn't struggling anymore, quite
the opposite – he was on cloud nine, crying out with pleasure and
cheering Con on to ravage his weightless-in-comparison body even harder!

	"Oh gawd, yaaaaass...! Fuck me! Fuck mah fuckin' insides out! Fuck
mah worthless nigga body! Ugh...! Fuck me... harder...! Fuck
me... rougher...! Breed me like da bitch I iz...!"

	Kids. So hard to please, so difficult to satisfy. They never have
enough, always craving more. Shove a 10.5" cock up their ass and you'd
think they finally got what they wanted, but no! After a while, they still
yell for and demand more. Fuck! But Connor didn't hold that against
Keantay. He was a reasonable and responsible adult after all. Plus, despite
his scary demeanor, deep down in his heart, he really LOVED
children... Well, boys, at least.

	The blonde stud was man-handling Keantay's cock, pleasuring the
coon kid from both sides. His own steel pole moved like a hydraulic pomp,
in and out of its chocolate flesh sheathing, hitting all the right buttons
inside the 10-year-old's ass. After another boygasm, with his petite frame
convulsing violently, the ebony boy managed to clench his ass muscles
enough to push Connor over the edge. The Norse hunk loved the feel of
Keantay's hot, tight insides on his throbbing member. Being almost ready to
cum, the sudden sensation of the walls of the tunnel he was plunging
closing in on his dick acted as an accelerant. He felt the impeding orgasm
welling up in his heavy nuts.

	"Fuck, bitch! I'm gonna cuuuuu... UUUUGGHHHH...!!!"

	The sudden series of thunderous spurts somewhere inside his abdomen
rocked Keantay's already limp, exhausted body. Bucking in the throes of
ecstasy, Connor almost shucked the boy off his pole. The 10.5" dick was
flooding the skinny preteen boy with class A jism, filling him up and
bloating out with the nutritious pedo pure protein. Keantay's mouth was
opened wide in a silent scream, the sudden impact of Con's cum apparently
cutting off his voice. The totally spent boy was sure he'd pass out. He
could feel the mammoth dick with his hand, through his own belly. It was
unreal. His mind was racing, he lost track of what was happening around
him; he could only think of that monster cock, locked in him and endlessly
gushing its hot sperm. Connor, meanwhile, was still thrusting, relentlessly
carving out the 10-year-old body seated on his manly balls, enjoying every
second of it.

	Sandy, who moved on to licking the insides of Teion's ass, after
more or less emptying it of its tasty contents – courtesy of Connor's
insatiable hunger for boy-pussy – was also close to cumming, thanks to
the lil' kid beneath him who was worshipping the 12-year-old's cock and
balls. Breion, in his position, found it difficult to deepthroat Sandy, but
was still able to engulf almost the whole length of the blonde boy's
penis. He was doing an excellent job on sucking the 4.7" cock, licking it
all over, teasing the corona, spitting it out frequently so to not forget
about the smooth ballsack below that trembling shaft. It was truly a lovely
sight, young boys playing around, having fun and spending quality time with
their peers, instead of playing all those violent computer games all day.

	Sandy knew he would cum again soon, Breion's mouth and all the
other incentives around him were too much to handle.

	Then, nearing the end of his mind-blowing orgasm, Connor pulled his
cock out of Keantay and directed the last few warm jets on the three boys
in front of him. Fresh cum splashed against Teion's face, splattered Sandy
and managed to reach Breion, who had his back turned to Con. Roaring with
pleasure, the older stud was milking the last drops of his seed out of that
beautiful dick of his. Keantay, still dazed, was splayed on the muscled
body under him, lying motionless, a torrent of cum gushing out of the slimy
hole in his well-used ass.

	Sandy couldn't take it anymore. The 12-year-old began to orgasm
too, his dick, which had shot a healthy load only a short while earlier,
was again releasing gob after gob of tasty young seed, this time straight
into Breion's mouth and throat. Connor's jism was slowly leaking down his
face and upper body, while his own boy nectar was being dutifully swallowed
by the younger boy. He couldn't hear the music anymore; his senses were
overwhelmed by the taste and aroma of cum. Finally, Sandy's eyes closed and
his body, all sticky and smelly, collapsed onto the mocha kid under him,
who managed to release Sandy's dick in time. Exhausted and drained, the
blonde angel fell asleep at last.


This is my first story ever guys. After years of reading stuff here on
Nifty I finally decided to try and create my own work.

Once again I'd like to express my admiration for the writers listed in the
heading of the chapter.

Mind you that English is not my mother tongue, so please be tolerant about
any mistakes and inadequacies. I apologize for making them and hope that
they won't spoil your fun.

Please email me about what u think of this chapter and the story so far,
what u liked and what u did not, what would u like to read in the next
installments and so on. There will be more chapters! I enjoy hearing from
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