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Subject: FCP: When the Boy Grows-3  (m/m, minors)
Date: 20 Aug 1995 19:45:50 -0400

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FAN CHA PHAW PRESENTS:

"WHEN THE BOY GROWS"

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Ishmael Wilkins


When The Boy Grows
Part 1

I guess that it is really hard growing up, and finally
realizing that all the while it was not you as a person
which had made you so popular with so many people,
but you because you were young and innocent, you
because you were a boy.

When it happened the first time I was a little upset. I was
not sure why all of a sudden I was being ignored. I had
just turned sixteen. I knew every trick that there was to
know, and I did things much better than any other boy I
knew. The people around me, those who appreciated me
so much then, use to joke and laugh with me saying that
I did not know the meaning of the word "no."

It was Friday, and I headed off to Jason's house as I
usually did. I was going to spend the weekend with him.
I had been doing that, on and off, since I was about ten.
Jason and I had experienced more sex together than most
married couples experienced in their entire lives.

When I got to Jason's, I was a little surprised to find
three brothers there. Jason told me that they would be
spending the weekend as well. I wasn't too alarmed
about that, since other boys had stayed the weekend
before with us.

Trevor was the oldest at eleven. He was fairly tall for his
age, with clear tanned skin, dirty blonde hair, and deep
blue eyes. He was a real pretty boy. I was not sure how
much experience he had, but if he played his cards right,
he could be very popular.

Next in line was Dennis. Dennis was an impish looking
nine-year-old. His hair was darker than Trevor's, but he
resembled him in that he was tall for his age. His eyes
had a greenish tint. He was cute, but not as much of a
looker as Trevor. The two saving graces of Dennis were
his backside, which was a sight to behold. Standing
there in his tight short pants, his butt was very
prominent, well rounded, and very inviting looking. His
other saving grace was the fact that he "reeked"
sensuality. The boy had bedroom eyes, and a look which
said "fuck me."

The third brother was much younger than the other two.
At six, Timmy was a little doll. He was just shy enough
to be cute, and just coy enough to melt hearts, and it
looked as if this was just what he were doing with
Jason. Timmy had the blondest hair of any boy that I had
ever seen. It was so blonde that it was almost white. In
the back hung a small tail. Although he did not yet have a
defined body, still covered with much of his baby fat, he
looked very soft and cuddly, something which obviously
appealed to Jason.

While the three brothers played one of the new video
games which Jason had bought for the occasion, Jason
pulled me aside. He told me that the boys had recently
moved into the neighborhood. He said that they were
fairly poor, and that they lived with their mother alone.
The woman, he believed, was a crack addict, however,
she tried to maintain appearances.

Jason told me that he had instantly began to seek her out
for conversation and friendship. She was easy going,
and liked company. Eventually they became good
friends. The woman's fondness for crack was brought
out into the open, as was Jason's fondness for boys.
Jason's liking boys came about quite by accident. The
woman had used Jason's bathroom one evening while
she was visiting. Jason had forgotten that he had left an
album filled with boy pictures which he had taken in by
the toilet.

When the woman returned a few minutes later with the
album in her hands, Jason was alarmed. That album was
his "sampler" of the many boys whom he had known in
the past. In the pages of the album the boys appeared in
all their glory. All were naked, most were erect, and
some of them were engaged in sexual activities with
Jason and, or other boys.

At first the woman seemed to be upset, however, as time
went on and more beer was consumed, she began to
relax. Her fondness for crack was brought up and
discussed. She told Jason how she hid it from the boys,
and how she tried to make sure that it did not interfere in
their lives.

As the night went on, the woman expressed more
curiosity about the boys in the album. Jason brought it
out again, and together they scanned the pages, him
telling her a little story about each of the boys in the
pages. The subject of videos came up almost on their
own, and Jason told her that he had many videos of
those and other boys, some taken by him and some made
commercially.

As the evening went on, Jason and the mother of the
three boys sat watching videos of young boys having
sex with other boys, men, and girls. The usual effects of
the video watching could be seen in Jason. He was
horny. He was surprised, however, to see that the boy's
mother was also turned on by all of the boy sex which
she had watched.

Not sure quite how it happened, Jason and the woman
found themselves in bed. Long after they had finished
their love-making, Jason laid staring at the ceiling
wondering just how it had happened. It was the first time
in his entire life that he had ever had sex with a woman.
He was surprised that not only he could perform, but
that while it lasted, he enjoyed it.

Long afterwards the two laid side by side and talked.
The woman told Jason that in order to afford her crack
habit, she had to find men who were willing to have sex
for money. Although she did not like prostitution, she
had no choice. She also confided in Jason that she had
made several straight sex videos when the opportunity
came about.

She knew that there was money in sex. She knew that
men paid well to have sex with her, and to have her
overnight. She also knew that pornographers paid well
for sex films. Her questions, however, were how that
applied to boys.

Jason took quite a bit of time explaining to the woman
how the commercial boy sex trade worked. He told her
that some years prior boys were available pretty much a
dime a dozen. Boys of all ages, sizes, and colors could
be available for a few dollars for almost every imaginable
sex act. For anywhere between twenty five and fifty
dollars, boys would willingly act in porn films.

He told her that over the years things had changed. First
porn was outlawed, and it almost totally disappeared.
When commercial porn became almost non-existent, a
small underground movement began to appear,
homemade videos appearing for sale or trade amongst
lovers of children.

The more that the sex abuse crowd campaigned, the
more educated that children became. The results of that,
he told her, were that children who might have otherwise
been interested in sex play with adults for a little pocket
money, were scared to death that the man would rape,
torture, and murder them.

Boy sex, which use to run between two and twenty
dollars was now an expensive proposition. Boys who
still played the game demanded upwards to fifty dollars
for a simple blow job, them being the ones who were
blown. Boys who did more, or who would stay the
night with men, received anywhere from one hundred
upwards for the evening. Almost overnight, having sex
with a boy became an expensive proposition.

Boys could still be persuaded to participate in sex films,
however, this too was expensive, which drove prices
even higher than that normally would be on the black
market. Boys who use to get fifty dollars for a full sex
film were now demanding five hundred.

What the woman asked next was bound to come up. She
asked Jason if her boys were the type of boys that boy-
lovers liked to see naked, and play with. Jason stopped
and considered the question, not sure how to answer.


PART 2 MISSING


When The Boy Grows
Part 3

Dennis's penis was delightful. The loose skin which still
covered the head turned Jason on more than ever. Jason
wanted to suck the boy off, regardless if he woke or not.
He had to have that child's penis. He had to make him
cum.

A wide smile crept across the sleeping boy's face as
Jason sucked on his penis. For a minute the woman
thought that her son had woken up as well, but his
breathing reassured her that he was sleeping.

The little boy squirmed and wiggled under Jason, as the
man expertly sucked his immature organ. After a few
minutes Jason could feel the boy's groin pressing
upwards towards his mouth as he sucked. He could not
believe how much the boy could get into the blow job,
even in his sleep.

Jason felt the boy's erection grow even a little fatter and
longer as his orgasm approached. He felt the build up,
and knew that it would only be seconds before the boy
came. He hoped that he would not wake with the
intensity of his orgasm. Jason was sure that it would be
one hell of an orgasm.

The man was not wrong. Dennis's penis began to throb,
and Jason could feel the little pulses as the boy came off,
two, three, four, five times before the boy's body
stiffened and he collapsed onto the bed.

Jason realized that if Dennis had been able to cum, his
mouth would have been flooded with his juices. The
force of the boy's climax would have sent his semen
directly to his stomach.

Not wanting to push things any further than he had
already done, Jason reluctantly released the boy's
shriveling penis from his mouth, and stood up moving
away from the bed. When Jason turned to the woman
and smiled, no further comments were necessary.

Moving over to the other bed, Jason stopped and took in
the beauty of the little boy laying there. He was so small
and cute, his babyish body having more of an effect on
Jason than the other boys had had.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed Jason sat motionless
taking in the boy's beauty. Without even touching him
Jason knew that he was much softer and smoother than
the brothers were. His little penis laid nestled between
his legs, little eggs protruding from either side. The
foreskin looked as if it were too big for his tiny organ,
long and floppy, to the extent that Jason had only
dreamed about.

Jason was almost afraid to touch the boy, afraid that the
magic would somehow be lost. He also worried that if
he moved too fast, he would cum right there and then.
The boy was perhaps the most perfect that Jason had
ever seen. He wanted that child, and he wanted him
badly.

Jason started, unlike with the other brothers, at the
child's face. He cupped it in his hands and ran his
fingers over the boy's fine features. Little by little he
inched his way down the boy's body, caressing his
neck, shoulders, and then finally his small chest adorned
with tiny nipples.

Taking one of the tiny mounds into his mouth, Jason
toyed with it lovingly, letting his tongue explore it while
his mouth sucked away at the skin surrounding it. It was
amazing, and Jason was more excited than he had been,
when with a boy, for quite some time.

Jason truly loved little boys. If he had lived in a culture
were boy love were more accepted, he would choose only
boys around this age. To him they were the most perfect,
the most pure that anyone could find. Jason had been
able to find a few boys of Timmy's age in the past, but
he could never really get past first base with them. He
was able to photograph them naked, and he was able to
play with their little erections and suck them a little. He
was also able to get a short blow job from one of them,
when he visited with his older brother, but he Jason had
only once in his entire life been able to realize his dream
of making love with a little boy.

Jason had told me that story one night when we were in
bed together. He became so aroused after telling it, he
fucked me three times in a row before he was finally
worn out. I realized how much he liked little boys, but I
did not really know that it was them that he preferred.

******

Jason had been twenty five when he joined up with a
children's health service which sent people too all parts
of the world to help out the poor and sick. Jason was at
the age that he thought that he could conquer the world if
he had the opportunity.

The agency had offered him a chance to go to India.
Jason did quite a bit of research, and found that India
was indeed a poor country, and that there was a great
need for as much help as was possible.

Jason agreed to the assignment, and within no time at all
he was in India. He was assigned to a small project in
Calcutta. It was his job to assist one doctor, several
nurses, and a few paramedics who staffed the project.
Each day they would go into the slums and outlying
areas and cater to the needs of the children.

Those who were very ill or hurt would be taken to the
small infirmary at the project's headquarters. It was
those children which Jason cared for most. He was in
charge for keeping them comfortable, changing
dressings, and making sure that they were washed and
groomed. Appearances were important to the agency
which relied on public support.

Jason loved his job from the start. He was often left
along with his charges while the others went off to cater
to the needs of the surrounding neighborhoods. Jason
would bathe, wash, and clothe the children on a daily
basis.

Jason was aware then that he was a boy-lover, however,
he did not know that term, nor did he realize what that
meant or what it would mean in his future life. He had
had various sexual adventures with boys younger than
him, but nothing really earth shattering outside of one
eleven-year-old who had let Jason fuck him in his
bottom when Jason was twenty.

Jason loved to care for the sick and hurt children. He
especially loved when it came time to wash them.
Without anyone to interrupt him, he could remove he
child's clothing, if he were wearing any, and wash him
from head to toes. Jason usually spent a great amount of
time washing the genitals of the children, and he spent an
equal amount of time parting their buttocks and washing
their anuses. None of the children ever complained of his
interest in their lower bodies, they would not even have
dreamed of it. Jason was pleased to see that often the
boy's would get erections as he carefully washed their
penises.

Jason was equally interested in washing the little girls.
He had never been able to see a girl's vagina up close
prior to that, however, each day during bathing time, he
could spread their legs, pull apart their mounds and get
his fill of their young sex organs.


When The Boy Grows
Part 4

Occasionally Jason's curiosity would get the best of him
and he would explore their little holes with a finger. He
tried to maintain his washing at those times. He had
some sex education, and knew about hymens, and so he
could quickly determine whether a girl still had hers or if
it had been broken. Jason wondered, with the girls who
did not have their hymen, if it had been broken by sex.
Even though he did not have a sexual interest in girls,
per se, this excited him to no end. Several nights Jason
fantasized about bringing one of the young girls to his
bed and sticking his penis into her vagina. Strangely
enough, Jason did not think all that much about fucking
boy's bottoms, even though the boys out numbered the
girls three to one in the infirmary, and many of those
bottoms on the boys were quite exceptional.

As time went on, Jason spent more and more time on his
days and nights off exploring the city. He was amazed
one night when he came upon a small band of dirty,
tattered street children. They came up to him and began
to beg for money for food. Jason had begun to learn
some of the Hindi language, which helped him in his
comfort to the children at the infirmary.

Jason gave each of the children a small coin, and then
began to move away, eager to explore more of the city.
One of the children, a boy of about nine, grabbed onto
his arm and pulled a bit, telling him to come with them
and see something good.

Jason was slightly concerned that the children were
trying to set him up for robbery, however, he decided
that they could not do it themselves. They were all young
and small. He did not have to fear them, but still he was
concerned.

The children led him down a dirty alley and into a small
opening in a fence. Jason at that time was a little more
than concerned. When he came out on the other side,
however, he relaxed a bit. There were three more
children, but they were as small, if not smaller than those
who led him there. Looking around a minute or two,
Jason realized that it was their home that they had
brought him to. It was a small cubby hole nestled away
in the city. It was secluded enough for them to have
privacy and safety in the dangerous city.

Once all of the children were through the fence, they
began to chatter away too fast for Jason to be able to
understand what they were saying. The boy who had
pulled on his arm came over to him and led him over to a
wooden crate and told him to sit down on it. Jason
complied, wondering what they were up to.

A few minutes later Jason's eyes were bugging from his
head, and his pants front were bugging out as well. The
boy who had seated him moved over to the other
children, and almost at once they began taking their
ragged clothing off. Within seconds Jason was sitting
there looking at ten naked boys and girls of various ages.

Once the children were sure that Jason wasn't going to
get up and leave, they began their show. Little hands
began to reach out and stroke bodies until Jason was not
sure where one child started and the next took over.

Several of the girls and one boy knelt down on the
ground in front of the others and placed their mouths at
the genitals of the others. Girls sucked boy's penises,
girls sucked girl's vaginas, the boy sucked a few penises
and licked a few of the girls as well.

Frequently, positions would be changed, and those who
had been licked and sucked would become the lickers
and suckers. Finally the children all dropped down into a
pile on the ground, and began to suck and lick each other
madly.

Once the children were aroused, the mounting began. In
one place a boy would climb on top of a girl and make a
show of him sticking his penis into her vagina. Once
embedded inside of her, he would begin to hump away,
his skinny buttocks moving up and down on her body.

Other boys mounted girls from the rear, a few managing
to reach their vaginas from that position, others settling
for their backsides, sliding their erections into their
rectums. Jason began to grow even more excited when
he saw several boys mount other boys, sticking their
erections into their backsides, humping away on top of
them.

For close to a half hour Jason watched as child after
child would climax and then move off to change
partners. The young man had never witnessed anything
quite like it, and he was not sure how to respond. The
sex going on in front of him became to much, and Jason
unzipped his pants and pulled his own erection out and
started stroking it as he watched the wild sex going on in
front of him.

He was too busy in watching what was going on with
the others to notice that the boy who had led him there
had come back over to him. Jason felt a small hand take
hold of his erection, and looked down to see the skinny
boy standing before him, his own erection sticking out in
front of his body. Although dirty, Jason had to admit
that the boy was cute.

Jason watched as the little boy expertly stoked his penis.
He held his breath as he watched the boy's head lower
into his lap. A few seconds later he felt the boy's warm,
wet mouth wrap around him. It took the boy a few
minutes to get use to his large erection, but once this was
accomplished the boy began sucking him like a pro.

Jason could not believe how good the boy's mouth felt.
The child, many years younger than him, had most of
his penis in his mouth, and he was sucking him like he
had been doing it for years. Jason thought that perhaps
he had been sucking for that long.

The other children, some still at it with each other, some
finally worn out, watched as their friend sucked the
white man's penis. There were a few chuckles and
smiles, but they left the boy at it.

The boy brought Jason to the brink of cumming, and just
when he thought that he would go over the edge and fill
the child's mouth with his cum, the boy stopped. He
could sense that the man was ready to shoot, and did not
want that to happen yet.

The boy stood before Jason and waggled his erection at
the youth. Jason looked down at the boy playing with
his penis, and understood what the boy wanted. He was
a little put off by the idea of sucking the child's penis.
The boy, like the other children was dirty. He had also
been sucked off by the other children, and most likely
had his penis in their vaginas and anuses. Jason thought
of all of the diseases which he could catch by sucking the
kid, however, he wanted to repay the child for sucking
him so well.

Pulling the boy to him, Jason got down on his knees in
front of him, and wrapping his hands around his
buttocks, he opened his mouth and pulled the boy
forward, causing his erection to enter his mouth.
Immediately Jason could taste and smell the unwashed
boy. There was a smell of urine, unwashed foreskin,
and perhaps other things from his and others bodies.

Putting that out of his mind Jason began to suck the
child's erection. He noticed that within a few minutes the
tastes and smells went away, washed away by his own
saliva. Once the child was cleaner, Jason began to enjoy
sucking his penis. It was not unlike the penises of the
other boys he had sucked, with the exception that they
had been circumcised.


When The Boy Grows
Part 5

Unlike the boy, Jason sucked him up through his
climax, which was surprisingly powerful. Jason could
feel the child's penis swell up and then pulsate,
discharging the child's sexual energy into his mouth. He
was too young to cum, and so Jason did not have to deal
with a decision whether to swallow or not.

Jason had sucked a few boy's right at puberty in the
past, and he had his mouth filled with their young
semen. The first few times he spit it out, a little grossed
out by it, but eventually he would swallow a little.
Although he did not mind it as long as their was only a
little and it was watery rather than thick, he much
preferred boys who could not shoot.

Once the boy came in his mouth, Jason wondered if he
would go back to blowing him. The boy looked at him,
smiled, and motioned Jason to sit back on the crate with
his pants down. Jason watched as the child removed his
shoes, and then pulled his pants off his body.

Jason did not want to let his pants out of his sight. His
money and important papers were in his pants, and he
did not put it past these street children to steal from him.
The boy smiled at him and released his grip on Jason's
pants.

The boy spit into his hand and wiped it around Jason's
erection. The boy smiled widely at him, and then spit
into his hand again, putting his hand to his buttocks and
rubbing the spit around between them. Jason did not
have to guess what the boy was up to.

Before Jason could have a chance to respond, the boy
climbed up onto his lap, and began positioning himself.
Jason could not believe what was happening. The naked
child was in his lap, wiggling his buttocks around on his
penis, trying to get it inside of himself.

Jason gasped as he felt the boy find his mark. The child
began to push down on Jason's erection at once, and
Jason could feel his erection beginning to stretch the
child's small hole. Jason could feel the resistance. The
child was small, but yet he was trying to fit his much
larger penis inside of him. Jason knew that there was no
way that it was going to fit. He tried to move the child
off from him, but the boy stayed planted on his lap, and
pushed harder up against Jason's pens.

It became almost painful for Jason as the child tried to fit
himself on his penis. Just when he thought that the child
was going to give up, he heard a loud plop and felt a
warmth engulf his erection. Jason gasped out loud at the
same time that the child groaned.

Jason felt the child's body slide about halfway down on
his penis. The tightness and warmth of the child's body
was almost more than the youth could take. Wanting
more of the wonderful feeling, Jason thrust upwards,
trying to fill the boy's backside with his length. The boy
gasped as Jason thrust into him, but Jason could not
budge his penis any deeper.

Frustrated almost to tears, Jason reached up and took a
hold of the child's shoulders. With one quick downward
pull, Jason felt the resistance fade and the child slid the
rest of the way down onto his hard-on. The child's eyes
bulged as the remainder of Jason's erection buried itself
inside of him. Jason thought that he could see tears in the
boy's eyes, and was about to pull him off from him.

The boy resisted Jason's efforts to dislodge him, and
began to squirm around on his lap and tighten and loosen
his anal muscles. The boy did this for a few more
minutes, driving Jason wild with pleasure. Jason was
about to burst. The boy sensed this and stopped all
movements until the danger had passed.

Once it seemed safe again, the boy began to slowly move
himself up and down on Jason's erection, starting with
short, swift movements. The boy began to increase his
momentum, and within a short time, he was jumping
around on Jason's lap, his anus sliding up and down
Jason's hard-on in the process.

Jason had never felt anything like that, even when the he
eleven-year-old boy had let him fuck him. They had
fucked in the standard position, the boy on his stomach
and Jason on top of him. He had thought that fucking the
boy was his greatest pleasure, but it now seemed like
nothing compared to fucking this boy, or actually being
fucked by him.

Jason began to get into the act, pushing himself up
against the child as he came down into his lap. Both
youth and boy would grunt and groan when they would
forcibly meet like that.

Jason was enjoying the fuck the boy was giving him
more than anything, but he wanted more of an active roll
in the process. Grabbing onto the boy's shoulders,
Jason laid him out so that he was leaning back on his
knees. Jason then held the boy's hips and began to hump
in and out of him. Even though the position was
awkward, Jason enjoyed the feeling. He was now
actually fucking the boy.

Wanting deeper and better penetration, Jason reached
under the boy, and while supporting his back and neck,
he stood up. In response the child wrapped his legs
around Jason's waist. Jason experimented a few minutes
and found the position delightful. He could trust forward
and back as far as he wanted while holding the child's
body. It produced even greater feelings in his body. He
could also stand still and move the child's anus on and
off of his penis. Jason knew that he could not withstand
much more of that, and so he began to fuck the boy in
earnest, pounding away in and out of his tight little hole.

The boy hung his head back and moaned while Jason
plowed away inside of him. Jason thought at first that
the boy was in pain, but as he looked down at the young
body in his arms, he saw that the boy's penis was fully
erect. The child was moaning with sexual pleasure and
not pain.

Several more powerful thrusts brought Jason to the point
of no return. The boy could feel Jason ready to cum as
well, and so he tightened and loosened his anal muscles
against his adult lover.

Jason made one final plunge onto the child and held
firm, his erection deeply planted inside the young ass.
The child began to struggle and Jason though it was to
get way. Finally, however, the child managed to do what
he wanted to. He pulled himself upright and wrapped his
arms around Jason's neck, while wrapping his legs
around his waist once again.

The little boy began to squeeze and loosen against
Jason's penis even more than he had before, and Jason
felt the first wave of climax as a stream of semen shot
deep inside of the child's body.

Jason lost count of the number of times that his penis
tensed and then shot into the child. It all became a blur.
Jason felt as if his very life force was being drained into
the child's body. He had never cum so hard, or so much
in his life. He could feel his cum beginning to seep
around his cock and drip down onto his pubic hair. He
had filled the child's backside with his cum, and there
was no more room inside of him for more.

Jason stayed inside of the boy long after his climax and
orgasm passed. The boy stayed tightly wrapped around
Jason as well. As they began to part their eyes met, and
silent feelings passed between the two. Neither youth or
boy had ever experienced anything like that before in
their lives.

Had Jason been better in the Hindi language at that time,
he could have taken the boy as his own for as long as he
wanted him. The boy was in love with the man who had
fucked him like no one else ever in his life. Language
prevented the pair from expressing what they felt, and so
after breaking from their sweaty embrace, they both
dressed silently.


When The Boy Grows
Part 6

As Jason dressed, he remembered his wallet and money.
Reaching around to his back pocket, he relaxed when he
realized that it was still there. Jason usually carried
money in his front pants pocket so to eliminate the need
to pull is wallet out too often. He reached into the
pockets and pulled out all of the money that he had.

Giving the boy the largest chunk of it, he passed the rest
out to the children who had sat and watched, wide eyed,
the pair fuck. Jason smiled and headed off towards the
hole in the fence, the little boy following him. Once
outside again, Jason turned to the boy, and in broken
Hindi, asked him "tomorrow?" The boy smiled and
nodded, and Jason hugged him to him briefly before
heading out of the alleyway and home.

Jason got the shock of his life the next morning when he
opened his wallet and it was empty of all money.
Everything else was there, but all of the money was
gone. The children had pick-pocketed him while he was
fucking the child. He smiled to himself, thinking that he
had gotten the better part of the deal.

When later in the day Jason started to itch, and his penis
began to burn, he wondered what else he had gotten
from the boy. The following day it became clear to him
as welts began to appear all over his penis and testicles.
The welts began to inflame and spread until his genitals
were one red mess. Jason's next week was more than
painful as he tried to rid himself of the scabies which he
had picked up from the young boy.

When Jason was finally clear of the parasites he once
again smiled. Even though the bout with scabies was the
most painful thing that he had ever encountered, he
decided that it was well worth it.

Once he was better again, he went out looking for the
children, but as usually happens in the city, they were
gone, perhaps driven out by the property owner. He saw
other street children, but none of them looked familiar.

Jason continued to prowl the city at night, wondering
what other adventures he could find. One evening he
entered into a seedy club with the promise of seeing
things which he had never seen before. Jason smiled,
doubting that anything would top the show that he had
received from the children, however, curiosity took
over, and he entered into the club.

Once the seats were filled, the doors were locked and the
show began. On stage come a few women who danced
naked and exposed their genitals for all to see. This was
followed by a lesbian show and then finally a fuck
show, as a man came out and plowed away at the two
women in all six holes.

Things began to perk up a bit when a few minutes later a
young girl dressed in almost rags was led out onto the
stage. While the audience watched, her dress was
stripped from her body and she was posed so that all
could see her back and front.

The young girl was placed down on her hands and
knees, her buttocks and vagina visible to the crowd.
Onto the stage came a woman with a large dog on a
leash. The dog was led to the girl and almost at once the
animal began to poke his nose around her anal and
vaginal regions. The dog grew excited, and his huge
penis began to show itself from its body.

The animal began to lick the girl's body, turned on by
the salt on her body and her female scent. Roughly
turning the girl around, one woman held her head,
prying her jaw open while the other grabbed onto the
dog and guided his penis into her mouth. The girl
gagged and struggled, but the women held her firmly as
the dog began to prod her mouth with his erection. This
lasted about a minute, and then the dog grunted and shot
his load into her mouth. Jason watched as the dog cum
ran out of the girl's mouth and down onto the floor.

The dog was led away, and another smaller animal
brought onto the stage. While one of the woman
caressed the dog to erection, the other woman positioned
the girl back on her hands and legs, sideways so that the
audience could see the show.

The dog was led to the girl and almost at once he
mounted her and began to poke his erection around,
trying to find her hole. One of the woman grabbed onto
the dog's erection and placed it up against the child's
vagina, holding it there until the animal was able to
penetrate her. The child screamed when the dog entered
her, but the scream was muffled. A cloth had been
placed in her mouth to mute her cries. The dog humped
away at the girl's genitals. Loosing its grip on the child,
the dog slid off, and came over her buttocks during the
process.

While the girl was wiped clean the dog was brought off
stage and onto the stage came yet another dog, about the
same size as the one which had fucked her. The women
took some sort of cream out of a jar and began to
lubricate the child's anus. The little girl struggled against
them, but they held her firm. Once again the dog was led
to her and he mounted her. He found her greased anus
with no help from the women and slid into her all in one
stroke. Once again the child screamed and struggled as
the dog fucked her anus madly. It no more than a minute
it was over and the girl was turned so that her cum
stained bottom could be seen by all. Jason watched in
amazement as the little hole contracted and relaxed in
front of his eyes.

A few minutes later all of the actors, human and animal
came back onto the stage for bows. The little girl was
there smiling with the rest. It had been a show, her
screaming and fighting. She was long use to being
fucked in every orifice by the animals. The show was to
make the audience believe that she was a virgin street
child being raped by the beasts.

That ended the show and the man on stage said that
another would begin later in the night. A large man
appeared at my table and asked me if I wanted to have
some private entertainment. I was not sure what he
meant, but I could guess. I asked if it were the little girl I
was being offered. He laughed and said that I would
have to wait in line and then it would cost a lot.

He told me that I could have another girl who was just as
good. He named a price which seemed very high. He
promised me that she was a virgin, however, I was not
as naive to believe that.

We finally settled on a more reasonable price and I was
led off to a set of stairs. After passing many doors, he
stopped at one and opened it. Inside sitting on the edge
of a dirty bed was a girl who looked somewhat like the
one who had been on stage. She wore a dirty and torn
dress.

The man closed the door and left us alone. Walking over
to the girl, I sat down beside of her. When I placed my
hand on her leg, she parted them as wide as possible.
Running my hands up her legs, under the dress, I found
that she was naked under it.

When my fingers brushed up against her small hairless
slit, she pulled the dress up around her stomach to give
me better access and view. I pulled the dress over her
head, and laid her back on the bed so that I could explore
her body.

I was fairly excited having the naked little girl in front of
me. It wasn't really like at the infirmary where I had to
do my exploring under the guise of washing them. I
could explore the girl's body as I wanted to, without
hiding my interest.


When The Boy Grows
Part 7

I felt her small flat chest, tweaking her nipples a little,
but they were too small to respond. Rubbing my hands
down her body, I rested then on her hairless slit and
pulled apart the lips to look at her vagina. I smiled when
I found, after a bit of poking with my finger, that her
hymen was not in place. She was not a virgin at all.

After exploring her hole to my fill, I rolled her onto her
stomach, parted her buttocks and explored her anus. I
was not too surprised to find that she was not overly
tight there as well. The young girl had probably had
many erections in both of her little holes in her life.

Although I was not much interested in fucking her, I
decided to give it a try at least, so I could know if I also
liked girls. I didn't dare fuck any of the girls, or boys for
that matter, at the infirmary, and so this would be my
chance to find out.

The girl rolled onto her back again as I started
undressing. She watched me as I peeled off my clothes.
I saw her eyes as my erection came into view. There was
a look of concern.

When I laid back on the bed and took her hand and
placed it on my hard-on, she sat up and took over. While
one hand stroked me, the other began playing with my
balls. When she made no movement towards blowing
me, I reached up and gently pushed down on her head.
She got the message and took my penis into her mouth.

She did not suck well, or could she get much of it into
her mouth, but she tried. When he mouth became tired,
she moved down to my balls, which she licked and then
sucked. I was amazed a few minutes later when she
began licking down between my legs. When she
continued to move lower, I spread my legs and moved
myself up a bit, hoping that she would do what I thought
that she would.

The girl did not disappoint me. A few seconds later I felt
her hot tongue swipe by my anus. She settled down and
spent about ten minutes licking and poking her tongue
into my backside. When she put first one and then  two
of her little fingers inside of my butt, I fired off. The
little girl was quick and moved her head to cover my
spouting erection before any of it was lost. I decided
later that she did that to keep the bed from getting dirty. I
would assume that she would be punished if they had to
change the linen between customers.

As I came back down to earth, the little girl was laying
on her back next to me, her legs spread wide, exposing
her vagina. She looked at me curiously as I stood up and
dressed. She obviously wanted to be fucked, and she
could not understand why I was getting ready to leave.

When I opened the door the man got up and came over
and smiled, asking if she pleased me. I said that she had.
As I was leaving I heard him talking to her. I assume that
she told him that I had not fucked her but that I came off
as she fingered my butt.

I went back into the club, figuring that I would wait for
the next show. I was interested in seeing what would
take place then. The man from the rooms came back a
while later and told me that he had someone that I might
like a lot. He asked if I wanted to go take a look.

Wondering that he had in mind, I agreed and followed
him. This time we stopped at another door. When he
opened the door, there laying in the middle of a bed was
a naked boy, anywhere between the ages of twelve and
fourteen. He was almost completely hairless, except for
a few fine hairs over his erection, which stood about
four inches above his body.

The man smiled when he saw my reaction to the boy,
and asked if I wanted him. I shook my head yes. He
quoted me a price which seemed reasonable, and I
entered the room and stripped down at once.

The boy was much more of an expert at sucking than the
girls had been. He was much more randy as we sixty-
nined each other, him ramming his hard-on in and out of
my mouth, taking way my breath a few times. He stayed
with me, continuing to suck as I filled his mouth with
cum, and so a few seconds later when he started
shooting, I stayed with him as well. His load was small
and watery, which I was thankful for. I had to admit
after I swallowed it, that it was fairly sweet to boot.

The boy also had no problems with rimming, and when I
rolled onto my stomach, he rimmed me quite well for
about five minutes. I felt him climbing onto my back, but
I was so relaxed that I did not wonder what he was up
to. I was half hoping that he was going to give me a
massage, but a few seconds later his real purpose was
clear.

When he could not enter me with only the saliva that he
had left there a few minutes earlier, he got up and
grabbed a jar from the table across the room. He came
back and spread some of the gel on my backside and
then on his erection.

He was inside of me almost as soon as he climbed on top
of me, and he was off humping. I have to admit that
even though he was small, it hurt as he plunged in and
out of me. I gasped, wiggled, and squirmed the entire
time that he fucked me. Just when I thought that he
would cum, he would stop and let himself cool down.

Finally, after about fifteen minutes of pounding me into
the mattress, the boy pushed deep inside of me, cried
out, and filled me with his boy juices. When he rolled
over onto his stomach a while later, I parted his
buttocks, lubricated him and rode him as hard as he had
rode me. Although he groaned a few times, it was
obvious that he was more use to getting fucked than I
was. I fell, exhausted, on top of him, his rectum full of
my semen.

The man smiled as I left the boy, still naked on the bed.
The man talked to the boy and smiled. The little girl had
guessed right. I liked boys, and getting fucked better
than girls.

The show was a little disappointing. It was almost all
adults. The only kids that appeared were well past
puberty, even if their bodies showed little hair on them. I
was pleased, however, to see that the boy that I had sex
with appeared on stage to fuck a girl who looked a few
years older than him. He had lost none of his sexual
energy and fucked her vagina and anus with as much
excitement as he had done with me.

After that night, learning that sex with children could be
found in clubs, and even on the streets with the homeless
children, I was off on adventure after adventure. I began
to look a little closer at each situation, and soon I realized
that many, if not most, of the children that I came into
contact with were available for a little sex play.

The first adventure which I brought about myself was
with a shoeshine boy who looked to be about eight or
nine. I later learned that he was eleven, but he was as
small as a boy several years younger. The boy came up
and offered to shine my shoes. I agreed, and he settled
down in front of me and began his work as I sipped on a
cup of tea.

The boy must have realized that I was watching him, and
he decided to see if I had a further interest other than my
shoes. Wiggling around a little to change his position,
the boy parted his legs a little which exposed his genitals
through the leg band of his tattered short pants.

When he saw that this had my attention, he allowed as
much of him to be revealed without anyone else
becoming aware of what was going on. For about five
minutes I got a nice view of the child's genitals as he
worked on my shoes. Every once in a while he would
look up at me and smile widely.


When The Boy Grows
Part 8

Finally he was done, and I paid him for his services. He
left the cafe, and I sat finishing my tea. I realized that if I
had asked, the child probably would have left with me to
some secluded spot. I vowed to myself that the next time
it occurred, I would make my move.

I did not have to wait long. When I left the cafe and
headed back down the street, I noticed that the boy was
standing off a little from the building. As I walked
towards him, he smiled. I glanced down towards his
crotch, and I could see the outline of an obvious hard-
on. The boy was on the make.

The boy joined me as I started walking away. He
chattered a little as we walked, and I was pleased to see
that I could understand him fairly well. Eventually I
asked him the all important question. Where could we
go? I knew that asking him if he were willing to play
was not necessary. What was important was where we
could go to do it.

The boy told me that he knew of a place, however, that it
would cost to use it. The price which he quoted was not
too bad, and so I told him to take us there. A while later
we came upon a small, seedy hotel of sorts. We walked
in, and the boy talked rapid fire with the guy behind the
desk. I handed the man the required amount of money,
and he handed the boy a key.

A few minutes later we were in the grubbiest room
which I had ever seen in my entire life. There was a bed,
however, and the sheets looked reasonably clean, and so
it was not a total loss.

The boy locked the door, and almost at once he began
taking his clothes off. I have to admit that he was not bad
looking. He was skinny like many of the street children
were. They never seemed to get enough food. Between
his legs, under his hairless groin was an erection of
about three inches.

The boy proved to be a very willing partner. He sucked
as good, if not better, than any boy which I had ever
met. He swallowed without hesitation, and continued
sucking at me until he had every drop possible. He
rimmed me on his own, plowing his tongue as deep
inside of me as was possible.

Sucking, licking, and exploring his small body was great
fun, and I was surprised to find that when he came in my
mouth I could taste a little boy seed. He was able to
ejaculate a few drops.

When the time was at hand the boy grabbed the jar of
lubricant and proceeded to smear it over my erection, and
then his own anus. Laying flat on the bed, the spread his
legs, and reached behind him to part his buttocks wide
for me. I gazed at the tiny opening prior to mounting
him. It looked impossibly small and tight. I toyed at the
opening for a minute with my finger, and found that it
was as tight as I had imagined.

I was not sure if the boy had ever been fucked by a man
before, especially a well hung man. I was sure,
however, that it would not be an easy fuck. The boy
might have been willing, but his body was small and
tight, and it would take a lot of work to get inside of
him, let alone fuck him properly.

I was right. It took quite a bit of time to work the head of
my penis past the tight little boy muscle. The boy
squirmed under me as I ground away at him, and he
would grunt now and then as I tried to see if he was
loosening up. Not once, however, did the boy complain,
or try to stop himself from being fucked. The child
wanted to be fucked, and that was all there was to it.

By the time that my penis was half way inside of him,
we were both almost completely exhausted. The boy was
sweating heavily under me, as I was on top of him. It
seemed as if I would never get totally inside of him. I
checked, now and then, to see if there were any signs of
blood. The last thing that I wanted to do was to harm the
boy. I was amazed each time to see that all was well. It
felt as if I were ripping him in half.

Finally there was nothing else to do but to make the final
plunge. I repositioned myself over the boy, and grabbed
onto the sides of his buttocks. Pulling myself out of his
anus a bit, I readied myself. With one forceful
downward thrust, I felt his rectum give as I passed the
point at which I had been previously. A few more thrusts
and grinds and I was totally inside of him. It had taken
so long, my penis was actually beginning to get sore. I
could only imagine how his anus felt.

The boy cried out a little when I bottomed out inside of
him. I could feel his body tense up. I stayed totally still
once I was embedded inside of him, giving him a chance
to get use to my size. All of this paid off, and a few
minutes later I felt him relax under me.

As I started to hump, the boy started to whimper. I
stopped several times and asked him if he wanted me to
stop. He told me no each time. He wanted to be fucked.
Making sure that this is what the boy truly wanted, and
finding that it was, I set aside my concern and began to
fuck him properly.

Never before or after, even with boys years younger
than him, did I ever fuck an ass so tight and pleasurable.
I could not believe that the tiny opening could accept my
pounding inside of it without being damaged.

The boy wiggled and groaned all though the fuck.
Towards the end of it I could feel things change a little. It
seemed as if were getting into it, and as if it were finally
beginning to feel good to him. The boy sighed loudly
with me as I filled his bottom with cum. I came harder
and with more volume than I could remember doing in
any boy's ass. The sighs from the boy, I realized, were
like mine, full of pleasure.

It was not until much later that I realized just why the
boy wanted to be fucked so badly that day. I run across
that several more times during my play with street boys.
The boy had realized that he could make much more
money by having sex with men than he could any other
way.

Although tourists were a better source of money for the
boys, they were not found enough to make a good
living, and so the boys had to turn to their own men.
Since the foreign men were, by far, much better hung
than Indian men, it would be easier for a boy to accept
them into their back sides if they were broken in by a big
dicked foreign man.

The boy had wanted me to fuck him so that my large
penis would open his anus up and get it use to being
fucked. If he could take me in his back side, he could
take any Indian man who wanted to fuck him as well.

The next few times that this happened, I found it much
more enjoyable knowing that the virgin boy that I was
fucking was to be used by many men after me, and that I
was kind of like his teacher, getting him ready for his
chosen profession.

My explorations with street children increased. It got to
the point that I would end up with almost any street boy
that I set my sights upon. It was really easy. An offering
of money would make any of them willing to go with
me.

It took only one encounter with a non-street child to
realize that this worked with them as well. I noticed a
beautiful school boy walking home one day. He looked
to be about eleven. His beauty was breath taking. I
engaged the boy in a little small talk, and then decided
that I had to proposition him.

END PART 8