Date: Tue, 25 Mar 2003 05:02:28 -0500
From: David Smith <twofoldman@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Secret World of Boys, Part One

The Secret Lives of Boys (part one)  (M/b/b anal, oral)
By twofoldman@hotmail.com

WARNING:  This story contains graphic depictions
of sex between an adult male and minor boys.
Please do not continue if you find this
offensive, if you are underage or if this type of
story is illegal where you live.
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Being the local stud in a neighborhood full of
horny boys isn't easy, and it's nothing I ever
thought I would become. To look at me I'm nothing
special.  52, 240 pounds, 5'11". I used to be in
pretty great shape when I was younger from playing
a lot of football, and even though I went soft a
long time ago, I'm still pretty solid.  My hair
isn't completely gray yet, although it's getting
there.  I keep it in a short crew cut for that
reason.  It's one of the only vanities that I have
about myself.

I have to admit, the idea of little boys being
sexually aware of me has always turned me on,
even long before I ever acted on it.  In
particular I used to wonder how interested a
small boy would be in my large cock, which is big
even by adult standards, eight solid inches when
fully erect, and nearly seven inches around in
the middle.  Hanging down over my big nuts, I
always thought my dick looked like a big cannon,
and I would often imagine a small boy exploring
it. In the years I worked as a phys ed teacher in
the local elementary school, I would sit in my
office after class and watch through the window
that looked out into the locker room and, beyond,
the shower area, and I would watch all the naked
little boys crowd into the steamy shower room.  I
would stare at their soft, slick bodies and
imagine parading bare-assed right out among them
and taking my place in the shower room, allowing
their eyes to feast on my adult nakedness.  For
years I toyed with the idea, content with
undressing to my briefs inside the office while
the boys were changing.  I would watch as they
nervously tried to look and tried not to look,
and I would imagine pulling down the front of my
briefs and allowing my cock to flop out into
view.

All those years and all those boys, and still it
was just a fantasy until finally I got up enough
nerve to expose myself.  It was on an afternoon I
was with my fourth graders.  I deliberately ended
the period a little early that day, sending the
boys into the locker room to shower and change.
After they had all stripped and charged into the
shower area, I gave them enough time to get wet,
and I stripped out of my blue polo shirt and gray
shorts, grabbed a towel, and strode buck naked
into the showers.  The rambunctious boys fell
silent as I walked into the steamy tiled room.
"What's wrong guys, you never saw a grown man
naked before?" I cracked, eliciting nervous
laughter from them, and I set about soaping my
body.  I could feel their eyes stealing glances
at my hairy body and large, dangling manhood.  It
was all I could do to keep from getting hard, and
as I casually glanced around at all the naked
little boys, I could see that some of them had
sprung boners already, tiny stiff pegs jutting
out between their shiny slick legs.  I turned
away to hide my growing erection, but got an even
bigger charge out of casually turning around and
putting it on full display for the boys.  I even
leaned back and let it stick right out, tall and
proud and harder than I could ever remember.
Some of the boys were even close enough to touch
it if they had reached out, but of course
none of them dared.  Satisfied, I quickly
finished my shower and returned to the office, my
cock deflated but still large and full.  After
the bell rung and the locker room emptied, I
masturbated myself to one of the most intense
climaxes I had ever experienced.

Little did I know what I had started.  All those
years, my fantasies about boys were vague and
unformed.  I thought about touching their bodies,
them touching me, them sucking me, me fucking
them.  I had never even had anal sex with a
woman, let alone a man, and certainly never a
young boy.

But stepping into the shower that day, I knew
something would happen.  I had taken that first
step toward making the fantasy a reality, and I
knew eventually I would have what I wanted.  I
just didn't know how soon I would be introduced
to the secret world of boys.

Being a teacher at the school gave me a certain
responsibility in my community.  Everybody knew
me, and I was well liked and trusted.  The
parents knew I was a widower and they never
questioned why I never remarried. Kids played in
my yard all the time, and nobody was ever
suspicious of me.  The truth was, they had no
real reason to be.  Even though I fantasized
about boys, I had made up my mind that I would
never force myself on any of them, and although
my little stunt in the shower room was a little
aggressive on my part, I was merely giving them
something to think about.

The day of my initiation into man/boy sex came
just a few short days after I showed off to the
boys in the locker room.  It was a sunny Saturday
morning, and I was out doing yard work, wearing a
pair of shorts and a tight tank top that barely
covered my round belly.  Suddenly the door to the
tall fence in my back yard swung open, and two
neighborhood boys bounded in.  Mark, the older
one, was 9 years old and was one of the boys whom
I had recently paraded my cock in front of.  The
other was a younger kid, Kyle.  Kyle wasn't from
our neighborhood, but I knew he spent time with
Mark's parents a lot.  I thought he might be
Mark's cousin, and I guessed him to be about 6.
Mark was a cute little kid with light brown hair,
while Kyle was blondehaired and a little shy.

Mark yelled out to me when they came in and I
waved as they scrambled over to me.  "What are
you boys up to this morning?" I asked.

"We came to see you, Mr. Smith!" answered Mark,
and Kyle smiled shyly at me.  God were they cute.
When I thought about Mark seeing me buck naked in
the shower, I started to get a chubby.

"I'm doing some yard work today boys, if you hang
around
here I'm gonna put you to work" I warned.

"Sure, can we help?" Mark asked.

"What about you, Kyle?  Is that OK with you,
too?" I asked. The boy just shook his head.
"You're kind of shy, aren't you?" I said.  He
nodded again, blushing.  It was settled.

I put the boys to work picking up the clippings
from my hedges.  While they worked, I started
pruning the low branches of a backyard tree.
While reaching high above my head with the
pruning shears, I looked over and caught the boys
looking at me.  They were grinning and whispering
to
me.  Suddenly I became very aware that my shirt
had lifted up, exposing the bottom of my hairy
belly, and my shorts were clinging tightly to my
large balls.  Squinting from the sun, I lowered
my right arm and casually groped myself,
scratching my nuts.  The boys giggled, and I
winked at them, returning to my pruning.  "Get
back to work!" I yelled, playfully.  "Yes, sir!"
they piped back.  It was a fleeting moment, but
it told me volumes about the awareness of the
boys.  They were definitely checking me out, and
I can't say I wasn't excited about it.

I had the boys pile up the short branches I
clipped from the tree, and then told them we'd
take a break.  I ushered them into the house for
some cold drinks.  I poured lemonade for the
boys and they sat at the counter in my kitchen.
I took another bold step by walking into the
small closet I had turned into a bathroom off
the kitchen.  I left the door wide open, and in
full view of the boys, pulled down the front of
my shorts and took a leak while they watched.  I
saw Mark giggle quietly and nudge Kyle, who
blushed and giggled too.  I grinned at the boys
and tugged on it a little extra after I was
done, flopping it up and down before putting it
away and flushing.  I quickly washed my hands
and walked back over to the boys.

"You boys like lookin' at that, dontcha?" I
kidded, ruffling Kyle's hair.  They laughed and
Mark spoke up first.

"I told Kyle how you showed us the other day in
school!  I couldn't believe you took off all
your clothes, Mr. Smith!"

"Well that's not so unusual, is it?  Sometimes I
get sweaty too during class, and I need to take
a shower."

Mark wasn't buying it.  "Mr. Orville never takes
off his clothes!"

He had a point.  I shrugged it off though.
"Well I guess he never gets real sweaty, that's
all."

"Kyle wanted to see it, too!  That's why we came
over here" Mark blurted.

Kyle immediately gaped and spoke up for the
first time that day.  "No I didn't!" he whined,
embarrassed.  His face was crimson red, and he
bit his lower lip.

"Now Mark, boys are naturally curious about a
man's body. It's nothing Kyle has to be ashamed
of.  Almost every boy is curious about stuff
like that."

There was a moment of awkward silence as they
sipped their lemonade, and then Mark spoke up
again.  "So are you gonna show him or not?" he
laughed.

"Well you both saw it just a minute ago.  Wasn't
that enough?" I asked, feigning indifference.

Mark disagreed.  "Nooo!  The other day you had
all your clothes off, and it got real big all by
itself!"

I was nervous as hell.  I knew where this was
going, and I knew I would take it as far as the
boys would allow.  God, it was almost as if they
knew what they were doing to me.  I stood up,
already feeling a distinct firmness in my dick.

"Kyle, do you really want to see it hard like
that?" I asked quietly.  He looked up at me
shyly and nodded, still biting his lip.

"And bare naked!" exclaimed Mark.

I laughed out loud at the expression `bare
naked'.  I carefully thought it over for a few
seconds.  What was I going to do next?  Would I
allow this to continue, or put a stop to it
before I went too far?  I looked down at the
boys.  They seemed so innocent and genuine, and
yet.there was something else, too.  An
awareness, a certain knowledge that I didn't
think was possible at that age.  "Wait here," I
said.  I went outside and crossed the yard,
latching the gate.  Then I came back inside and
closed the back door, locking it at the knob.
The boys were silent and wide-eyed. "Come on and
let's go upstairs" I said.  They followed me,
and I led them into my bedroom.  I sat down on
the edge of the bed and the boys stood in front
of me, expectantly.  I could see little boners
in their shorts, tenting the fronts. I took a
deep breath.

"Are you boys sure about this?" I asked quietly.
I was used to being confident and in charge with
children, but that was unexplored territory, and
I was startled at how soft my voice sounded.

The boys nodded. "Will you really show us?" Mark
asked, breathlessly.

I was at the point of no return.  I had waited
for this moment for so long, and now I could not
believe it was finally here.  I could still take
the boys back downstairs, explain to them that
such contact between adults and children was not
acceptable to most people and I could not grant
their wish.  Instead, I stood.  I removed my
shirt and tossed it onto a nearby chair.  Then,
I slipped my shorts down over my thighs,
allowing my semi-erect cock to flop out.  My
shorts dropped to my ankles and I stepped out of
them, kicking them aside.  I stood before the
boys, completely revealed to their wide, hungry
eyes.  There was no turning back now.

"There it is," I said huskily.  I sat back down
on the bed and leaned back, allowing them to
watch in awe as my penis, untouched, reached
full erection before their very eyes. Before I
could react, Mark began to undress.  I didn't
know what to say, or if I could even say
anything at this point. "Go ahead" he whispered
to the still hesitant Kyle, who quickly
followed.  In moments they were nude as well.
All my inhibitions fell away when I saw the
trembling excitement of the boys.  They fell
into my arms, both of them planting small kisses
on my face.

I pulled them back into the bed with me.  Their
hands immediately went to my cock, and I groaned
out loud as this forbidden act unfolded.  I no
longer cared about anything but these two boys
exploring my body.  Kyle whispered to Mark "Look
how big it is!"

"Told you" Mark murmured, caressing my balls
while Kyle jerked up and down on my dick.  I
marveled at how small his hand was on my shaft.
He barely had a grip on it, his small fingers
not even coming close to reaching around.  It
made my cock look ten times bigger than it
already was.  What man wouldn't be excited by
that?  I was astonished at how they
took charge of the situation, playing with my
body without even thinking of asking for
permission.  They just knew it was alright.
They knew I was theirs.  Kyle was still a little
shy, although obviously as interested as Mark
was. He took his cues from the older boy, and
Mark's confidence rubbed off on him.

My hands played in each boy's hair as they
stroked me, and I gently pulled their heads
toward my erection.  They kissed all over the
pulsing shaft, causing me to groan again, and
when Mark opened wide and took the glans into
his mouth, I felt like I was in heaven.  Not
only was this the realization of many years of
fantasizing, but it was also the first real
sexual contact I had had since my wife had
passed away years prior.

The length and width of my cock seemed
impossible for the boys.  Mark slipped his mouth
down far enough to engulf the first few inches
of my penis, but when Kyle tried, he could
barely fit the head inside his tiny mouth.  They
giggled as they took turns sucking on my rod,
drooling their saliva all over it and slurping
the tip as my cock throbbed in happiness.
Finally, from sheer excitement rather than much
expertise from the boys, I felt myself slipping
toward ejaculation, so I gently stopped their
play, sitting up slightly and pulling them up to
my face to share kisses with each of them.  Mark
kissed me aggressively, shoving his tongue in my
mouth, but Kyle was more timid and reserved.  I
needed to put him at ease.

I rolled onto my side, lying Kyle gently down on
his back where I could caress his soft, smooth
body.  Mark knelt behind me, reached around my
hip and jerked on my dick while I touched Kyle
all over, my hands sliding into the soft contour
of his groin.  Lust surged through my body as I
allowed myself to give in to my long-suppressed
urges to touch a young boy in this way.  My
fingertips slid over his tiny erection, down
into the cleft between his legs and along his
inner thigh.  He giggled as I touched this
sensitive area, tickling him gently.  We both
smiled.  Marks hand left my dick and slid over
my belly, feeling the hair that covered me.  He
ended up stroking my wide chest, indulging
himself in his own lust and enjoyment of my
body. Was this really happening to me?

I wrapped my arm around Kyle and rolled onto my
back, rolling him over onto my chest.  Mark
climbed between my legs and resumed sucking on
the end of my cock while I kissed with Kyle,
enjoying his sweet, soft lips.  The hard peg of
his cock poked into my belly, and his legs
sprawled on either side of me.  While we kissed,
I could feel Mark's lips and tongue pleasuring
my cock.

I had no idea how far the boys had really gone,
or where they had learned how to do these things
in bed, but for now I did not question it.  I
just went with the moment.  I was about to find
out just how experienced they were.

Suddenly I felt Mark's tongue leave the tip of
my cock and Kyle sighed breathily.  I lifted my
head over Kyle's shoulder and was astonished to
see Mark's face buried in Kyle's behind.  He was
licking Kyle's ass!  His hand was still gripping
my cock, stroking it erratically up and down
while he licked Kyle.  Christ, this kid was
talented!

Kyle whimpered in lust and ground his groin into
my belly in
pleasure when suddenly Mark pulled Kyle
downwards by his hips.  Kyle's face slipped away
from me slightly as he slid down my chest, and
Mark pushed my penis into the moist cleft of
Kyle's small buttocks.  Here he continued to
lick my cock and Kyle's ass, pleasuring us both
at once.  He positioned the head of my dick near
Kyle's anus, licking frantically from one to the
other in long, sloppy strokes.

What the hell, I thought.  I reached down and
pulled Kyle up my body once again until his
groin was in my face.  My tongue licked over his
genitals and he wriggled in delight. I felt
slick, wet pressure on my cock and looked around
Kyle's hip to see Mark straddling my cock,
letting it slip between his buttocks as he rode
over it back and forth.  I returned my attention
to Kyle, licking up and down on his cock and
balls.  He was so small I could have engulfed
everything at the same time.  But my curiosity
was elsewhere.  Gradually I worked up the nerve
to slip my tongue farther below his balls until
he was sliding his ass back and forth over my
mouth.  When I heard that boy cry out in sheer
delight, I thought I would shoot right then and
there, especially with Mark sliding over my
dick.  I began to pleasure Kyle in earnest,
wiggling my tongue and prodding at his hole.  It
was clean and smelled sweet, like the light
sweat of a young boy.  An entirely new world was
opening up to me, unknown and forbidden.  The
boys touched some deep lust inside of me,
something I had tried to keep hidden for so many
years and would only entertain while
masturbating.

My mind was whirling with dizzying thoughts as
my previously unformed desires began to
crystallize and manifest themselves.  I became
more forceful as I ate Kyle's ass, plunging my
tongue at the boy's hole until I felt the tiny
opening yielding ever so slightly, allowing me
to push the tip of my tongue inside.  Kyle
sighed in ecstasy as I inhaled the sweet scent
of this secret place on his beautiful body.

My reverie was broken as I felt Mark's
stimulation of my cock change.  I realized the
suctioning sensation I was feeling was Mark
bouncing up and down on the tip of my rod,
teasing the opening of his own hole.  Again I
was confused. Should I stop him?  Would he hurt
himself?  I thought of the size of my cock, so
large that the boys had a hard time fitting
their mouths over it.  How much more impossible
would it be for their tiny anuses to accept the
girth of my manhood, not to mention its length?
This was dangerous.  If my cock ruptured Mark's
anus, not only would he be hurt, but this would
all come out into the open and I would more than
likely go to prison.

I continued to lick Kyle's hole, but paid
cautious attention to what Mark was doing.  I
could hear him gasping for breath and grunting
in the throes of what were clearly pangs of
agony.  Or was it ecstasy?  I expected him to
give up, but before I could think any further, I
felt his sphincter give, and the head of my cock
slipped inside, the incredibly tight band of
muscle clamping down behind the flare of my
glans like a vice.  I groaned and slipped Kyle
out of the way so I could look at Mark.  His
eyes were squeezed shut in concentration, and he
looked like at any moment he would scream out,
and I reached down to encircle his waist with my
hands, attempting to ease out of his hole.  His
hand quickly clapped onto my wrist.  "Wait!
Hold still!" he gasped through clenched teeth.
I looked at Kyle, who was staring at Mark with
wide, curious eyes.  "It's too big, Mark!" Kyle
said.

"SHHH!" Mark gasped again.  I saw the mask of
pain slip gradually from his face, and he sank
down onto my organ another inch.  I caressed his
chest and belly as he remained frozen over my
lap, the tip of my pulsing dick embedded inside
of him.  He raised up until it slipped out, the
relief on his face obvious, and my spirits fell
slightly. The promise of the intense pleasure
that Mark's ass could offer me was irresistible,
and even though I knew it was impossible for his
body to accept my organ, I had been hoping.

But then Mark spit into his hand, added more
saliva to my cock, and pushed it back inside.
This time he had to exert less pressure, and his
lips drew into a small O of sensation as I
slipped inside of him.  He pushed down and even
more of my cock went inside of him.  He raised
up, then slid back down.  It felt like he had
nearly half of my cock in him.  A crooked smile
came over his face as he lifted himself up
again, and he looked down at me, sliding back
down my cock and taking great pleasure in the
groan his movements elicited from me.  This
little boy was riding my big cock, and loving
it.  I looked down between his legs and gasped
at the sight.  The exposed length of my shaft
looked so thick compared to his legs, and it was
actually partially inside of him!  I flexed my
hips, pushing upwards into the boy, and he
sighed in pleasure.  He rode me ever so slowly,
crying out whenever my cock would twitch
involuntarily, swelling and stretching his hole
even tighter.  His movements were erratic and
the sensation for me was maddening.  Finally I
couldn't take it any more.  I had to gain
control.

I effortlessly lifted the boy off of my cock and
laid him back on the bed.  Kyle moved aside to
make room, and Mark's legs instinctively pulled
backwards.  Kneeling in front of him, I guided
my cock to his hole again, which was now gaping
wide open.  It still had to stretch to let me
back inside, and I mounted him to where half of
my massive cock was inside of him.  It seemed
the limit of what he could accommodate, and I
wasn't going to push it.  It was enough. The
sight of my big monster entering his tiny
butthole was almost enough to make me lose it
right there.  It was everything I had ever
fantasized about.

I started out slowly, stroking in and out of him
at a deliberate pace that was just about what
Mark had done when he was on top.  The
difference was, I kept it very steady and
rhythmic, allowing both of our pleasure to
build.  Maybe I could teach these two tigers a
thing or two after all.  I had to put forth a
conscious effort not to shoot my load too soon,
because I was excited enough to lose it.  The
feeling was unreal.  Mark's ass was unbelievably
snug around my cock, and I was so hard it felt
like I'd never go soft again.

Soon I had picked up the pace, fucking into him
faster and faster.  Mark's cries lured me closer
and closer to my orgasm, but I held off as best
I could.  I was unsure as to what to expect from
this, and I didn't want to blow it too soon.
Could I get the boy off this way?  Could boys
his age even experience an orgasm?  Was climax
his objective, or was he just waiting for me to
come?

As I mulled these questions over in my mind,
Mark answered all of them very suddenly.  His
gasps quickly reached a
rising crescendo, and I felt him shudder, his
anus clamping down spastically on my rigid cock.
Kyle giggled as Mark groaned loudly, filling the
room with his intense "AWWWWW!" I watched,
fascinated, as he wriggled in the throes of his
climax, his stiff little penis twitching.  And
then just as quickly as it had come, it was
gone.  My movements immediately caused him to
cringe in overload, and he pushed my hips away
from him, disengaging my organ from his body.
Kyle fell on him, tickling the older boy by
grabbing his penis.  Mark easily fought him off,
giggling as they wrestled.

"He made me come!" Mark laughed, making a
naughty face at Kyle.  They both looked up at me
and laughed as little boys do when they share a
naughty secret.

Suddenly Kyle exclaimed "Me too!" and rolled on
all fours, pushing his behind toward my still-
aching cock.  I pulled his hips firmly into my
groin, allowing my cock to rest in the crack of
his ass.  It looked like a ten-pound hot dog
laying inside a miniature bun.  His moist hole
was a tiny dot, my cock looming over it like a
drainpipe.  There was no fucking way I was going
to penetrate Kyle.

But then Mark was there alongside my hip,
pushing his face into Kyle's ass again and
licking his hole.  His saliva soaked my balls as
well in his efforts, and Kyle "ooooo"ed and
"ahhhhh"ed in pleasure.  Finally Mark sucked on
my erection briefly, coating it with his
slippery spit, before guiding it to Kyle's hole.
I backed up to allow the tip to brush against
the small boy's anus.  I was now greedy with
lust.  Even if I could only get the head inside,
I would fuck the boy until I shot my load.
After screwing Mark's ass, I needed to get off
bad.

Mark used his fingers to penetrate Kyle's hole,
stretching it wide enough for the tip of my
glans to nudge inside.
Kyle took it like a trooper, but when my head
finally squeezed tightly inside, he cried out in
anguish.  "Pull back" instructed Mark, and I
did, my rod bouncing free of the boy's hole.
Kyle shuddered in pain and Mark slopped on his
hole again, lubing him up even more.  Then I
aimed at the boy's hole again and pushed.  This
time was a little easier, and Mark told me to
pull out again.

We repeated this several times until Kyle could
take the head of my dick without crying out.
The sight was incredible, the monstrous girth of
my cock pushing the boy's hole so wide.  I
managed to get the upper third of my cock inside
of him and then held it there patiently while
Mark licked eagerly at my shaft and Kyle's hole.
Finally I started to screw him.  I used the same
technique as on Mark, starting out slowly and
then working him up gradually until I was
plunging in and out quickly.  Mark held my
dangling balls and grasped at the slippery
length cock that would not fit inside of Kyle.
These boys were so fucking hot.

Like I did with Mark, I pulled out and then
rolled Kyle onto his back.  Kyle was even more
limber than Mark, his legs effortlessly folding
back until his feet were behind his ears.  His
anus was a gaping hole waiting for my attention.
I plunged back inside of him without a single
thought, penetrating him to the depth he had
previously accepted.  He sighed loudly in his
pleasure.  Mark lay down next to him and rubbed
his body while I resumed thrusting into him.
Tentatively, I plunged even further inside.
Kyle winced,
but no more.  I was so deep inside of him, more
than half my cock was buried.  He had taken as
much of my cock as Mark did, although he was
much smaller and tighter.  I was so glad I had
held out for this tiny hole.  I was delirious
over the sensation, and I watched with greedy,
lustful eyes as my large organ plowed into the
boy, my coarse pubic hair clinging to his wet
hairless skin on every down stroke, his hole
stretched tight as a drum around my manhood.

Kyle's climax was much easier to anticipate.
His rhythmic gasps were in perfect time with my
thrusts, and he was much more vocal than Mark.
I couldn't believe this was the same shy six-
year-old who had bounced into my back yard just
a few hours ago.  He was like a little sex
animal now as I penetrated him, his hands
sliding all over my hairy forearms and his cries
begging me for more.  I felt him slipping into
his orgasm, his hole pushing firmly down on my
penis as if to expel it from his body.  But I
was too hard for this to happen, and I humped
him even faster than before, not wanting to be
left behind this time.  Kyle's eyes flew open so
wide as he orgasmed.  I was so proud that I had
brought him to this height.  I had no idea it
could happen this way.

My own labored breathing was giving way to
urgent groans as I neared my ejaculation, and
Mark cried out in excitement "He's gonna shoot!"
He slipped one of his legs between my own as I
knelt over Kyle, lying down flat on his back
next to the other boy.  "Cum all over us!" he
gasped.  I knew what they wanted and I was going
to give it to them.   I plunged into Kyle's hole
like a madman as I felt my orgasm begin.

"It's gonna go!" I cried.  "Ohhhh, Christ, here
it cums!"
I pulled out of Kyle, drew in one final, heaving
breath and then it happened.

My uninhibited roar of release was monumental.
My eyes were wide as I watched the first watery
blasts splattering first Kyle's chest, then
Mark's belly.  Then I began to squirt in
earnest, belching my thick white liquid over
their bodies as the boys cooed in appreciation
and wonder.  I pointed it at Kyle's face and his
mouth instinctively opened like a small bird
waiting to be fed.  My aim was a little sloppy,
and one streak of white fluid splattered across
his cheek, but I rewarded him with several thick
pumps of my load right into his open mouth.  I
then aimed for Mark's protruding tongue,
slipping the head of my organ between his lips
for the final spurts.  He suckled me eagerly as
the warm fluid streamed into his mouth.  After I
stopped cumming, I dragged my dick through the
semen on their chests and fed it to them that
way until most of the white splotches were gone.
I massaged the remaining clear residue into
their chests, lying down next to the boys as I
came down from my orgasmic high.  The bright
sunlight in the room glistened on the boys
bodies, slick with my cum.  I pulled each boy to
me, kissing them affectionately as they nestled
into me, one boy under each of my beefy arms.  I
leaned back and rested as the boys playfully
flopped my now-flaccid cock back and forth,
squeezing the remaining semen from it and
bringing it up to each other's lips.  They
wriggled down to get closer to it. My ego was
about ten times bigger; these boys couldn't get
enough of my big cock.  I rested and watched
them play with my manhood in the afterglow of
our sex.  We must have dozed off for a while, me
leaning back into the pillows and each of the
boys with their heads lying on both sides of my
groin, their hands on my soft genitals.

Suddenly the phone rang.  I snapped awake and
reached over grabbed the receiver, looking at
the caller ID on the back. My balls clenched
when I realized the call was coming from Mark's
house.  The boys looked up at me sleepily.  "I
think it's your mother!" I whined to Mark.  The
boys got these amused, shocked looks on their
faces and covered their mouths.  Mark grabbed my
penis and wiggled it upwards, squawking "HI
MOM!"  Both boys found this hysterical.

I clicked the talk button and tried my best to
sound normal. It was Mark's mother, and she
wanted to know if the boys were with me.  I said
they were.  "The boys are helping me do some
yard work, and I have rewarded them with a
couple glasses of lemonade.  Couldn't ask for
any better assistants!" I chortled, terrified of
the woman being concerned about how long the
boys had been gone. Fortunately, she wasn't.
"Oh, GOOD!" she beamed, and I leaned back in
relief.  It was at this time I realized the boys
were licking and sucking on my penis again.  I
looked down at them helplessly, unable and
unwilling to tell them to stop, but terrified at
being on the phone with Mark's mother while they
did.  She told me she needed to do her grocery
shopping and if I couldn't keep the boys for
much longer, I should send them home
immediately.   "That's OK, Mrs. Douglas." I
advised, as Mark sucked my organ to full
erection once again.  "I can keep the boys
occupied while you do your shopping, I'll be
feeding them some lunch here in a bit to reward
them for their hard work.  You just give me a
call back to let me know when it's OK to send
them home."

"Oh, THANK you Mr. Smith!  You're so good to the
kids, you should get the Teacher of the Year
award!"  Then she hung up.  I put the phone back
on the cradle as the boys giggled out loud at
me.  "Very funny!" I said playfully, groaning
deeply as the boys eagerly pleasured me once
again.

This time I leaned back with my arms behind my
head and relaxed while the boys took turns
sucking me.  I was falling into this role very
comfortably.  I enjoyed the feel of the small
wet mouths as they slid over my balls and over
the end of my cock, the slick hands of the boys
doing the rest of the work.  I gave them
instruction on how to suck a man's cock in order
to bring him off, advising them to keep a steady
rhythm and use their hands to cover the part of
the cock that they couldn't take into their
mouths.  Kyle was still intimidated by the size
of it, while Mark was more uninhibited and
willing to take as much of it into his mouth as
he could.  They played games with my erection,
playing ping-pong with the head of my cock by
flicking it back and forth with their tongues as
it bounced between them.  They measured the
length of my cock by covering it with their
hands.  We discovered that they could grip the
whole thing with both of their fists, and they
began an upward sliding motion where they would
push up with their fists until the top fist slid
off, immediately returning to the base to slide
upwards again.   The sensation was incredible.
When the boys bored of that, they returned to
sucking me in earnest, Mark settling in on my
cock and Kyle kissing, licking, and sucking on
my balls.

They were good learners, and took my advice to
heart.  In no time they had me ready to shoot
another load, Mark's swirling tongue stimulating
the upper portion of my throbbing tool.  I felt
it rising and the boys knew from the
sounds I was making that it was coming.  I began
babbling to the boys.  "Keep it steady..oh God
yes..gonna shoot, don't stop OK?.ahhhh!..oooh,
grab the bottom with your hands honey...oh
YEAAAH!!!"   Kyle abandoned my scrotum and
eagerly came up to my cockhead.  "Give ME some,
too, I wanna try it!" he demanded, and the sight
of the two boys demanding my semen pushed me
over the edge, and I blasted.

I don't think Mark was prepared for the forceful
stream of fluid that squirted to the back of his
throat.  As I unloaded the first blasts into his
mouth, crying out in pleasure once again, he
gagged and pulled off.  Kyle, in his eagerness,
yanked my shooting cock to his own face,
engulfing the head in the soft, pink O of his
mouth.  "Ohhh, honey.." I cooed, enjoying the
sensation of releasing into his sucking mouth,
filling his mouth with my second load of the
day.  Fortunately for him, it was nowhere near
as large as the first, and he was able to handle
most of it.  Mark had composed himself again and
returned to my cock, licking the excess semen
that streamed down my shaft.  As my flexing,
twitching body calmed once again, Kyle started
to giggle, and I saw the reason why.  Cum was
leaking out of Mark's nose!  We all laughed,
even Mark.

Lying back with the boys again, I talked to them
about how they had learned so much about sex.
They were hesitant to tell me anything,
shrugging shyly at my questions.  "Where did you
learn all this stuff from?  You've done this
before, I can tell."

"We've done it before with each other, and some
other boys, but never with a grown-up" announced
Kyle.

I would have believed it if it wasn't for the
fact that Mark had aggressively sat on my dick.
Kyle had accepted it into his own body, too.  I
knew enough to know that this could have never
been only their first time with a penis larger
than a small boy's.  They admitted that some of
the boys they had fucked with had been in high
school, so I thought maybe that was what had
gotten them used to a larger penis.

"You aren't gonna ask us who we mess around
with, are you Mr. Smith?" asked Mark.  "We
promised not to tell so they wouldn't get in
trouble."

I thought about it a minute.  "Well boys, as
long as these boys aren't forcing you to do
anything.  If they were, I would want you to
tell me.  Understand?"  They both nodded. "I
couldn't very well get anybody else in trouble
for doing something I just did, now could I?"
The boys giggled.

"You fucked us!" laughed Kyle, relishing his own
use of this forbidden word.  I smiled and
tickled his chest gently.

"Yes I did, but I don't want you using that kind
of language when we're not playing around like
this, understand?  And you too, Mark."

I hustled the boys off into the bathroom and we
took a long, hot shower together.  I soaped the
boys' bodies with my bare hands, feeling them
all over.  I had to crouch down to do it because
of the vast differences in our sizes, and I paid
special attention to their little butt holes.
When I stood up again my cock was semi-erect and
just about in their faces, which they loved.
The boys lavished attention on it, soaping it
well and then kissing it affectionately after it
was rinsed in the spray of water.  My erection
was full again, and I was amazed at just how
aroused I was around these boys.  Normally one
ejaculation was enough for me to lose my
interest in sex for the day, but I never wanted
this day to end.  I was still eager and horny,
and the boys.well, they were boys, as I have
come to know.  They were ready for anything.

I had intended our shower to clean us off, but
in the end I found myself back in my bed with
the boys, thrusting into first one of them and
then the other, switching from one hot, tight
ass at my own whim.  This time I had excellent
control, having ejaculated twice already, and I
was able to remain clear-headed and focused.  I
learned what techniques and positions brought
the boys the most pleasure.  As I fucked them
relentlessly, they reached several climaxes
each, and I had each of their asses so relaxed
and open that my cock plunged almost all the way
to the base on each down stroke.

I was kneeling over Kyle, pistoning in and out
of his hole when I felt my third climax
approaching.  Mark was exhausted, lying dreamily
next to us, watching, but Kyle was still
reaching for another orgasm; frantic, twitching,
alive, his legs flipped all the way back to his
ears and his breath heaving in and out of his
body as I fucked him in long strokes, all the
way down and then all the way back out.  I
gasped out to him that I was gonna cum, and he
instantly convulsed, his voice keening out in a
long, drawnout squeal.   I rammed into him to
the balls and let go, my own howl drowning out
his as I enjoyed the first orgasm I ever had
inside of a tight boy's ass.  I strained under
its force, my spine arched backwards as my hips
crushed into him.   My balls had practically
disappeared inside my body. It felt as if my
whole world was erupting through my cock. There
couldn't have been that much semen at that
point, but my cock spasmed just as hard as if I
had been fully loaded. Cumming inside Kyle, I
began to get a clearer understanding of why sex
between a man and a boy was considered a crime
in most places.  The sex we were having would
have been traumatic for the boys if they had not
been fully cooperative and willing, yet the
intense feelings I got from penetrating the boys
had driven me nearly to the point of madness.  I
could see how some men would not let a boy's
unwillingness stand in the way of pursuing that
level of arousal, unattainable through socially
acceptable forms of sexual contact.  I felt as
if I had been drugged, aroused so deeply that I
had taken some crazy chances, ignoring the vast
differences in size between my body and theirs,
my adult-sized penis and their tiny anuses.  It
was easy to see how a man could go too far with
a boy who was not quite ready for what a man
could do.

Finally my final orgasm ended, and I was
completely spent.

I collapsed over top of Kyle and rolled onto my
side, spooning him into my body.  My cock went
limp almost immediately, although it was so deep
inside of him that it remained.  Mark backed into
us and I put my arm around both of the boys,
delirious in my own sexual experience with these
two small boys.  I praised their abilities to no
end, enjoying the smug little smiles on their
faces.  We drifted off to sleep that way, two
exhausted little boys who had apparently gotten
exactly what they wanted from a man, and one very
exhausted man whose most secret fantasies and
dreams had just come true.