Date: Sun, 21 Feb 2010 16:28:22 -0500
From: whitewold999@icqmail.com
Subject: Vincent the Cum Bucket (gay/adult youth, oral, anal, b/MMM...)

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                Vincent the Cum Bucket
                        By
                       Wolf

	For a ten-year-old boy like me the beach had a
strong attraction.  I could play on beach and pretend
I was a swashbuckling pirate burring Spanish
Treasure.  I lived across the street from Staten
Island, New Drop Beach.  I was a petite little boy,
with fire engine red shoulder length curly hair, blue
eyes and freckles.  I was picked on by the school
bullies all of the time.  They called me a sissy-boy,
while pulling on my hair.  They delighted in torturing
me because there was no way I could fight back.

	The beach was my refuge.  That was where I
met a group of six older men that befriended me.
They were a bunch of old retires, welfare recipients
and a Merchant Marines They hung out at the rocky
end of the beach that turned out to be a clothing
optional area.  These old men would gather there and
remove their clothes.  They would wade out into the
water, where they would play with each other's
bodies for awhile.  I watched them several times
while they masturbated all over some magazines.
When they were finished and left the area I went
down to where they had been and retrieved the
magazines.  They were full of pictures of men
fucking boys.  The pages were covered with cum
stains.  I could not resist licking their cum from the
slick pages.  I planned on getting there early the
next day.

	When I got there they had not arrived yet.  I
stripped off my clothes and waded out into the
water totally naked.  I watched as the six of them
gathered on the shore and removed their clothes.
They stood there on the shore facing me and jacking
off.  They motioned for me to come out of the
water.

	When I emerged they gathered around me and
asked me if I wanted to taste cum from the source?
They would be happy to feed me.  They told me they
had watched me lick the pages of the magazines
they had left behind.  I was a little embarrassed,
but I was fascinated by the sight of their cocks up
close.  They were so close that some of them were
rubbing their cocks against my body.  I was so short
that their cocks were rubbing against my shoulders
and back.

	The man talking to me was right in front of me.
His cock was about six inches long and hanging limply
in an arch.  He was so close that I could smell his
cock.  I made an uncharacteristically bold move and
lifted his meat up and put it in my mouth.

	The man placed his hand gently on the sides of
my head and started fucking my mouth.  I felt his
cock stiffen and go deeper into my mouth.  The
other men were feeling me up.  They played with my
little cock and I felt fingers probing my ass.  After
he came in my mouth he told me to swallow it like a
good little cum-bucket whore.  I swallowed his cum
and loved it.  Then he made me kneel down and tilt
my head back with my mouth open.  The other men
stood around me milking their cocks.  One by one as
they stuck their cocks in my mouth as they came.
They filled my mouth with warm cum.  I garaged
their cum and blow creamy bubbles before I
swallowed their cum.

	Other times they would gather at the beach to
play cards or chess.  They were an interesting group
of old men.  A couple of them were skinny but most
of them were portly.  Most of them had more hair
on their bodies than they had on their heads.  I
found it funny that they seemed to get more hair in
their noses and ears in direct proportion to the loss
of hair on top of their heads.

	They playfully teased me that my name should
have been Vanessa.  They would playfully feel my ass
and tell me that I had a girl's ass.  I actually loved
the dirty talk.  I blushed but enjoyed the way the
teased me about sex.

	Both of my parents worked 14 to 16 hours a
day to make a meager living.  I was a basically a
latch key kid.  When my parents were not working
they were out drinking.  Weekends were when they
partied.  They would leave me enough money to buy
pizza or burgers.  They sure were not like the ideal
families portrayed on TV.

	The old men got used to seeing me around when
I should have been in school.  They befriended me
and clued me in when the truant officer was around.
One day they were sitting at the concrete picnic
table playing chess.  The Merchant Marine alerted
me that the truant officer was hanging around.  He
suggested that I hide under the table.  The other
men closed ranks around the table.  While I was
under the table the man pulled my head down into
his lap.  I could smell his crotch through his pants.  I
felt his cock poking me in the cheek.  He reached
under the table and unzipped his pants and pulled out
his cock.

	I knew just what he wanted.  I had been
teased enough by bullies to know that he wanted me
to suck his cock.  I was good at doing that by that
time.  I wrapped my hand around the fat shaft and
licked the knob.  He reached under the table and
pulled my head down, driving my mouth down onto
the shaft.  I almost chocked on it at first.  Pretty
soon I was bobbing my head up and down.  I
masturbated a lot so it did not surprise me when he
squirted cum into my mouth.  My head was held down
until I swallowed.  The old gentleman he was playing
chess with wanted his cock sucked too.

	I turned my body around and found the fat old
man had his cock out and was playing with it.  I
replaced his hand with my mouth and sucked on his
uncut cock until he filled my mouth with his cum,
while clinging to his thick thighs.  The other men
were all complaining that they wanted to cum in the
little cocksucker's mouth too.

	One by one each man took his place o the
benches of the table so that I could suck their
cocks.  I swallowed long cocks that went down my
throat and fat cocks that stretched my mouth as
far open I could open it.  My jaw was sore from
keeping it open, while they fucked my mouth, by the
time I swallowed the last ones cum.  That led to me
becoming their "Cum Bucket" as they called me.

	A couple of the men shared an apartment
across the street from the beach.  We would get
together at their place where they would talk dirty
to me while they would undress me.  They would
circle me and jack off while I would kneel on the
floor with my head back.  As they would approach
their climax they would step forward and aim their
cocks at my mouth and squirt cum into my mouth.  I
would hold it until my mouth was full.  I would gargle
just like that first day and blow creamy bubbles
before I would swallow it.  There would be cum in my
nose, on my red hair and dripping down my chest.  I
would send the day taking care of their needs.

	They would even take me to a sleazy gay adult
theater in Manhattan where I would work my way up
and down the aisles sucking cocks of filthy old men's
cocks while they masturbated me and some even
sucked my little cock.  I would spend my Saturdays
on my knees in the dark theater sucking cocks of
nasty old men.  When I would leave with my mentors
my tummy would be full of cum and a smile on my
face.

	My mentors also decided that it was about
time that I learned about what it was like to have
my boy pussy fucked.  One of the Merchant Marines
bent me over while one of the other old men stuck
his cock in my mouth; he greased up my asshole and
put on a lubricated rubber.  He took a firm hand
hold of my hips and lined up his cock with my
asshole.

	It hurt like hell until he had it all in my ass and
started fucking me.  My asshole felt like it was on
fire but eventually it felt better and my dick got
hard.  I squirted cum on the hardwood floor while it
swung back and forth.  I was so excited that I
almost chocked when the man in front of me
squirted cum into my mouth.  I was coughing so much
that cum came dribbling out of my nose.  When the
guy came in his rubber he pulled his cock out of my
ass and had me put the rubber in my mouth for me
to suck the cum out of it.  I had enjoyed all of the
verbal obstinacies they hurled at me whale they
were using me.  I got off on them calling me a
cocksucker, cum slut, Cum Bucket cock whore and
such.

	When I was not pleasing my mentors I
frequented a truck stop.  I would suck cocks and get
fucked in the sleeper cabs of the semis by the truck
drivers.

	They even bought me little girl's clothes, so
they could dress me up like Shirley Temple, with a
blond wig with banana curls.  They would dress me up
in little pinafores' over pleated dresses with puffy
sleeves and Mary-Jane shoes with ankle socks.  I
would be encouraged to sing "Good Ship Lollypop"
while tap dancing before they would pull my tight
little nylon panties aside and fuck my ass.  They
would call me Vanessa while they were doing things
like that too.

	A couple of the old farts even met my parents
and convinced them that they representatives from
a comic book company and that I had won a comic
book contest that was awarding a month's stay at a
boy's summer camp.  They assured them that
because of my family's economical circumstance that
I was eligible for a full scholarship.  That fact that
it would not cost them anything and I would be away
from home for the better part of a month was all
they needed to know.  The following Friday I was
whisked away.

	In reality I was shacked-up at the beach home
of one of the old men with my mentors.  I was
dressed up like a little girl with pink lipstick all of
the time.  They dominated me all of the time.  They
spanked my bare ass a lot before fucking my ass.  I
was being fed cum to gargle with, all of the time.
My asshole would no more than relaxed after being
fucked than another cock would be stuffed into my
ass.  They always stressed that I should swallow
every precious drop of their cum.  Any disobedience
or hesitation to do anything they demanded would
result in a spanking.  They would bend me over and
spank my ass with a paddle until my butt was bright
red.  They would be sure to swat my balls too.  That
led to them coming up with another idea.

	They started hanging weights around my
scrotum and dick.  It was their plan to stretch them
as much as possible.  I don't know if it worked or
not, but eventually my scrotum hung halfway down
my thigh and my dick was long enough for me to
stick it in my own asshole.  That came in handy when
I put on panties because I didn't have to worry
about my dick giving away my package.

	I had a great time.  Men would stop by day and
night for me to service.  I got plenty of time on the
beach and came home with a pretty good tan and my
freckles were much larger.

	Shortly after that summer my father managed
to get a job offer in California.  I hated to leave my
mentors.  The Merchant Marines gave me the phone
number of someone he knew in San Francisco.
Whenever possible I would visit him.  As I matured
my body changed.

	By the time I was old enough to graduate from
high school I had changed into man.  It was during
the height of the Vietnam War.  Of all things I not
only joined the Army, I volunteered for the Rangers.
I was in country sweating it out.  I was in an
advanced fire base enjoying a quiet night expecting
nothing more than to watch the Vietnamese
celebrate the New Year with fireworks in the local
village near our base.  When the first mortars were
fired, we thought it was the fireworks until the
explosions in the base went off.  I rolled out of my
hooch in my shorts.  The only things I grabbed were
my flack-jacket, steel pot and my weapon.

	I dove into my trench and grabbed the handles
of "Ma Duce" and opened up on the tree-line with
everything I had.  I didn't care if I melted the
barrel of the gun.  The place was lit up with the
incoming mortars.  It was a long night.  The firefight
didn't last all that long because we mowed down
anyone that came through the wire like corn stalks.
We stayed up all night waiting for more action.
When the smoke cleared was when I felt the pain.
Shrapnel had sliced through my leg. Blood was drying
on my bare leg and I was standing a puddle of my
own blood.  The medics bandaged me up and I was
Air Evac'ed out.  By the time my leg heeled it was
time for my rotation out of country.  I came home
with medals on my chest and was met by longhaired
teenagers spitting on me and calling me a baby killer.

	I still had the desire to suck the cocks of older
men but I was no longer the sweet little boy.  I
married and had children.  Eventually we parted
ways.  Now I would like to be a drag queen but no
one would care for an old man like me.  I can't stand
the mental picture of what the FBI Chief J. Edgar
Hoover must have looked like dressed up in drag with
his long time buddy.  I don't want to be a comic
picture like that.



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