Date: Fri,  9 Oct 2015 11:24:06 +0200 (CEST)
From: Nickel Dreadful
Subject: Dirty and Neglected (Gay Adult/Youth)

Story codes: Gay Adult/Youth, M/b, ws, oral, anal (barely)

Disclaimer: Don't read if you don't like wanton fantasies or if written
porn is illegal in your room/state/country/universe. The only entity
molested during the production of this smut was the English language. Also,
I take no responsibility for ruined underwear.

DIRTY AND NEGLECTED
By Nickel Dreadful

I lived in the absolute dregs. The floors in the hallways hadn't seen a mop
since I moved in, as far as I had noticed. The walls were cardboard, and by
the moaning, whining and occasional yelps in the night there was a lot of
sex going on, not all of it between consenting adults.

My neighbour was a single mother, scraping by on her waitressing job to
make money for her not inconsiderable wine intake. An old woman in the next
block of flats looked after her little son Nathan while she was working -
or let him out to play on his own, and in to use the toilet or eat a
sandwich.

Nathan could be described as scruffy, if you were kind, or dirty and
neglected if you were not. I thought he was divine, and never failed to
pick him up for a hug, inhaling the lovely smell of mucky boy. His hair was
dusty blonde, too long but fit his bereft waif-look, his eyes were large,
blue and often mischievous, his lips were soft and his grin often wide.

He could never leave his little peter alone, and the front of his shabby
shorts were grimy from his constant crotch-grabbing. Over time, he soaked
up the attention I was giving him, and divulged small secrets: he was no
stranger to playing with dicks and butts, as the older boys used him in all
ways to get their rocks off, while they played in the scrubland behind the
dreary tenements.  Especially Ronnie, an eleven year old boy who just had
started squirting cum, and did so a lot inside Nathan's butt, making it
fart bubbles, apparently.

I in return told him that I secretly loved little smelly boys, the dirtier
the better.  And that I especially loved pee. Now he came running up to me
in the hallway when I returned from work, he got a hug and I got a kiss
smack on the mouth. He whispered in my ear:

	- I peed my pants extra for you today, Smell!

He put his hand down his shorts, took it out and held it up under my nose.

I grinned at him and, looking left and right, then sniffed his damp hand,
while I hugged his crotch against mine.

	- Phew! That stink is so good, I whispered. His little stiff
pee-pee and my large hard cock was rubbing against each other, only
separated by some grubby boy shorts and my dress pants, who would probably
need cleaning after this. The aroma of old boy pee and scummy butt
enveloped us and precum ran out of my cock, making my briefs slick.

	- Your cock is warm and hard, and mine too, he whispered.

	- Oh, that makes me very excited, you know, so you have to watch
out or I will rip all your clothes off and lick your dirty body from head
to toe!

	- Oh, do it, lick me! he squealed a little to loadly while humping
his pee-pee against mine.

Groaning, I told him again that it was illegal, super dangerous, and his
mom would send me to prison if she found out.

	- But I would never tell! he whispered.

	- You just told me about Ronnie, didn't you? I whispered back.

	- Oh... he said, and I could see him thinking. - I won't tell
anymore. But my mum don't care about that! I play with my peepee all the
time at home, and she don't say nothing.

	- Oh really? I said sceptically. - Well, I'm sure she would mind if
I played with your pee-pee.

So I ended up inside my apartment alone, and masturbated to visions of
plowing that scummy boy hole.

This is why he made his mother invite me to dinner. She eyed a potential
new babysitter, and looked at me shrewdly.

	- You seem to like my boy, even though he is allergic to soap and
refuses to have a bath.

	- Umm, I don't mind that. I remember what it was like being a boy.

	- Yeah, I'm sure you do...

Long story short, she surely knew that I had designs on her sprog, but
didn't mind and didn't care as long as he was out of her hair. I had agreed
to watch him for free. She went out to party, and Nathan and I went to my
apartment, where he would sleep on the sofa. Allegedly. I sat down in the
living room, turning on the TV to search for some child-friendly
program. Nathan couldn't care less about TV, and jumped on top of me on the
couch.

	- Hooray! Now you can lick me! he said and pulled his shorts down.

There was a lovely smell of unwashed boy coming from the yellowed underoos
of the little tyke straddling my face and laughing as I tickled his sides.

	- No, nooo, I'm gonna pee! His stiff little member tried to poke a
hole in the fabric, and I grabbed the bump between my lips and massaged it
gently as I tickled him mercilessly.

	- Ahh, aaa, oh! he exclaimed as the dam burst and he started
pissing his undies, straight through the fabric and into my sucking
mouth. I stopped tickling and happily slurped warm boy pee, sucking it with
a squishy sound.  The taste was mild and salty, and my own dick was raging
in my pants.

	- Yeah, drink my pee! he panted.

My finger found its way into his pants and into his sweaty butt crack,
where his hole discharged some teen semen over my finger. It slid straight
in, promising bliss for my man-cock later on.

	- I want to drink pee as well now, he said as his stream petered
out.

He turned around and gaped over my own dirty underwear. Finally my aching
cock got some attention! I had to clench to not squirt in my briefs. I was
molesting a small boy, and now he was going to molest me! as I continued
sucking on his stiff little pole I let go a little and pissed in his
sucking mouth through the thin cotton. I tickled his dirty butthole with my
finger and noticed the smell of boy poop. My other hand pushed his face,
nose and mouth down over my horny man-cock.

	- Mmmf! he squealed, muffled by my dirty crotch.

I pulled his reeking undies off, and attacked his damp asshole with my
mouth and tongue, digging around and softening his well-used boy-cunt for a
cock attack. Meanwhile, Toby dug out my sticky, hot cock and tried to
swallow the cockhead. He had problems getting it in, so I pushed hard on
the back of his head, forcing the throbbing dick down into his mouth and
throat. The shock made him choke a little, and also made his now unattended
stiffie squirt new piss down my chest, and I returned the favour by pissing
the rest of the content of my bladder straight into his stomach, his five
year old throat rubbing my cockhead as I mouthfucked the boy.

The stink of piss and taste of unwiped ass made my cock even harder, and I
pulled my cock out of his mouth, hearing him cough and gasp for breath,
spraying my piss all over. I jerked my cock in his face four or five times
and felt my groin contract.

	- Gaaah! I screamed as I pulled out and painted his coughing face
with hot, smelly cum. Four healthy doses of white scum

I hugged his stinky butt to my face and took long, hearty sniffs, my heart
slowing down and my cock congratulating me on a satisfying release.

	- You ok, little boy? I asked, worried by the coughing and sniffs
coming from the other end of my little boy smorgasbord.

	- I can't see! You put it right in my eye!

	- I'm sorry. Here, I said and gave him his own pissy undies to wipe
his face with, thinking it was so nice that we had all night to play
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