Date: Sun, 16 Jul 2006 11:12:08 -0400
From: Xenos Paidagogos <paidarion@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jonah - the Boy of Surprises chapters 1-6 (ws, scat)
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WARNING
This story is about the intimate love a man and a 10-year-old
boy have for each other. It contains graphic sexual scenes
between those two, and in the end, with another even younger
boy. These scenes include oral and anal intercourse, as well
as enjoying each others' urine and feces. However, all acts
are described as fully consensual; no forcing is involved.
And it's all fiction. Pure fantasy. It never happened. And
never will.
If material of this nature offends you, or if you're under 18
years of age, you should not read this story. Additionally, if
the law where you live forbids you to read such stories, you
should not read this story.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE
Despite the pornographic nature of this story, I strongly
condemn having sex with minors in real life. There are laws
against it, and you should abide by them. If you have the hots
for little boys (like I do), I recommend releasing your sexual
repressions to fantasies like this, NOT in real life. Fantasy
is safe, as long as you keep it your private fantasy. That's
what I do, and you should, too.
Also remember: don't ever get fooled by a seeming willingness
of a boy to have sex with you! Even the most consenting and
willing little boy may become hurt, and even if he wouldn't,
he may still turn against you after he's grown up, sending you
to prison for the rest of your life. This happens all the
time, so think about it. Don't make your fantasies a reality!
Still, that said, I hope you'll enjoy this fantasy of mine.
This is my first story ever published anywhere. It consists of
six chapters, which may, or may not, have sequels some time in
the future -- purely depending on the feedback and wishes of
you, dear readers. That is to say -- if you'd like
continuation, make sure to give me feedback!
Also, as you'll probably notice, I don't have English as my
native language, so unfortunately, the language isn't always
quite as fluent as I'd like it to be. However, I'd be more
than interested in getting better in my writing, so I warmly
welcome all corrections and suggestions on how to improve my
story-telling! Don't be shy -- if you know a better way to say
something I've written here, I'd be grateful to know!
E-mail me at paidarion@hotmail.com. All constructive e-mail is
promised to get an answer as soon as possible. Flames will be
heartily laughed at. :)
Love,
Paidarion
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JONAH -- THE BOY OF SURPRISES
Contents
Chapter 1: The office
(introduction, m/b, no sex)
Chapter 2: A wet biking trip
(m/b, oral, urination)
Chapter 3: Staying overnight
(m/b, oral, anal, scat, urination)
Chapter 4: Another biking trip
(m/b, oral, anal, scat, urination)
Chapter 5: Stretching exercises
(m/b, oral, anal, scat, urination)
Chapter 6: Three-year-old cousin
(m/b, b/b, oral, anal, scat, urination)
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JONAH -- THE BOY OF SURPRISES
Chapter 1: The office
(introduction, m/b, no sex)
Another hot, draining day at the office. Must've been another
heat record for the month. Not that I didn't love hot summer
days, but to spend that kind of days inside the office was
just plain torture. We didn't have that much of those hot,
sunny days up here this north, and certainly not enough to
spend them like this, typing in program code in front of a
computer monitor, behind blinds, shirt glued to the back by
abundant sweating. Besides, half of the office were already
having their summer holidays -- probably somewhere lying on a
beach at that particular minute, sipping their beers and ice-
cold rum and colas to cool themselves from the sun's heat.
Man, did I envy them for choosing just the correct time to
take their vacations. Thankfully it was Friday, so there would
be at least a couple of days' breather once the sweaty day
would be suffered through.
I had this problem with the creation of a database connection
pool, which simply wouldn't work the way I wanted, no matter
what I tried. I was tired and bored, and my mind started to
stray. I looked out of the window at the skyline of our little
city, brightly lit by the high sun. Only a few gleaming white
clouds were drifting slowly across the sky.
My mind flew to some of my better memories of enjoying summer.
Among the best were of course all those moments that I had got
to spend with my adorable little boy from our neighborhood,
Jonah, now 10 years old. Once again I felt so lucky to have
someone like him in my life. Whenever I really got into
thinking about that, I never managed to truly comprehend, how
I could ever have been so fortunate and privileged to actually
get so close friends with him. Too bad he was at his
grandmother's now, spending his summer holiday, several
hundreds of miles away -- and had been for almost two weeks
already. I missed him so much.
He really was the best. First of all, he was cute as button. I
could just drown in his bright brown eyes whenever I rested my
eyes on them. They were just so full of life and energy and
playfulness, and so cheerful almost all the time. But they
could be serious and thoughtful, too. They so well reflected
his well-above-average intelligence, yet never letting you
forget they really were eyes of a little boy, with all the
spiritedness and liveliness so distinctly visible in them.
My mind drifted to a very special day in the summer two years
back, when Jonah was still 8 years old, to the very first time
we went out just the two of us, with no-one else around. The
weather had been very similar to what it was like now; hot and
sunny, and the sandy beach had been very inviting. We had
ridden our bicycles to a small, more secluded beach I knew a
little further away, and true enough, there hadn't been a soul
there before us.
I had been thrilled finally being able to spend some time
alone with Jonah; so far there had always been at least some
other kids of the neighborhood along. Not that they hadn't
been just sweet and cute and extremely likeable little boys,
too, but there was no denying that Jonah was still a very
special case from the very beginning. Many of the other kids
had tremendous looks as well, but none of them possessed the
character and charm that just glowed around Jonah. This time
all the other kids had been gone away for their summer
vacations, but Jonah was still around, so we headed to the
beach just the two of us.
I was never going to forget the feeling on that quiet beach,
lying on my stomach on the hot sand, peacefully enjoying the
warmth of the sun on my skin, my eyes closed, when I felt
someone climbing on top of me, lazily resting his little head
on my shoulder, trying to find a position as comfortable as
possible. The feeling of skin against skin was just
indescribable, the feeling of that warm weight on top of me
sending shivers of pure pleasure up my spine.
And I remember having a little contradictory feelings about
getting a secret boner having Jonah lie on top of me like
that. I still hadn't gotten all that sure whether or not I
should've accepted feeling sexually attracted to little boys.
There was no denying, though, that I was indeed very much
attracted to prepubescent little boys like Jonah. I also did
know that those feelings were very much of sexual nature. That
was a fact, but I had doubts if I should accept those
feelings, or if I was supposed to fight them somehow, to try
and make them disappear. Little did I know at the time that I
was facing a mission impossible, were I to try that to
happen...
Anyway, I did know sex could be extremely harmful to a little
being, if done in a wrong way. However, I reasoned, that in
certain cases, if the consent was full and mutual, if sex was
entirely based on love and respect for the other, and if both
parties knew and understood what they were doing and why, I
considered it a possibility that sex could be a wonderful
thing between a man and a boy -- probably even nourishing the
healthy bond between them and giving it all new strength.
Not that I had ever been very much sexual with any boys -- in
real life, that is. I did have my fantasies, most of them
about Jonah, but I'd never actually done anything downright
sexual with him. I did, however, keep seeing these little cues
and signs from him -- if that's what they were -- about a
possible interest in some sexual things, but so far they had
never led us anywhere. Or then it was just all my imagination.
I just couldn't be completely sure.
Whatever they were, I never dared to act on them myself, and I
guess he never wanted to advance them any further without my
participation -- taken they'd been at all intentional in the
first place.
That very day on the beach two years ago, Jonah lying on top
of me, was one of these situations that could've been
interpreted as sexual approaches -- or then not. At some point
he started to make very strange kind of movements: I suddenly
felt him starting to swing himself forth and back, forth and
back, and I could actually feel his tiny little dick under his
Speedos tightly pressed against the small of my back. I'm
inclined to think he actually had an erection, taken how hard
it felt against my back. I was of course just as excited as I
could be, but didn't do a thing, didn't say a thing, because I
was just so confused with all the feelings I had at the
moment. Deep inside, I did enjoy the situation like nothing
else before, but I was completely incapable of responding in
one way or another. And nothing more did happen.
Or one of the times, when Jonah was already nine, and I had
already more or less gained the understanding about the
"sexual me", in the swimming hall, while I was having a little
break sitting at the edge of the pool, half inside the water,
Jonah came and climbed to sit on my lap. As if that was not
enough, he started to wiggle his adorable little butt just as
if to adjust my already hardening dick in the crack of his
ass, his back tightly against my chest. If only we had been
the only two people in the swimming hall, but in that
situation I just had no other choice than to throw him off my
lap into the water to prevent some severe embarrassment in
front of all the other people.
And the stories could go on and on. Often times, in all the
most unlikely situations, he would climb on my lap, facing me,
putting his slender arms around my neck, and just look at me,
straight at my eyes, sometimes with such a serious look in his
eyes, other times just smiling quietly, saying nothing. What I
would've given to know exactly what was going through his mind
at those moments!
Other times he would just rest his little head on my shoulder,
and sigh deeply, seemingly contented. I couldn't say on his
behalf of course, but for me all those situations were just
loaded with sexual tension. At least when he'd again wiggle
his little butt back and forth right on my hardening
package... I'd be surprised if he never noticed the hardened
bulge in my pants back then.
There were some situations, where his actions were more
sexually toned. Sometimes he would suddenly just put his hand
on my crotch and grab a good hold of my package through the
pants, flashing a cunning smile, his eyes straight at my eyes,
just until I'd grab a hold of him and wrestle the giggling boy
down on the floor. Some pretty sexual things had also begun
appearing to his talks, but for the most part they had always
been just remarks, and nothing else ever came up.
Over the past couple of years this kind of incidents had been
numerous, but never had I took any action in response to them.
I just couldn't be sure about his intentions, and I didn't
want to be the one to make initiation.
Not that I didn't just crave to have sex with him in any
imaginable way. I was so utterly deeply attracted to his
beautiful, slender body; with that smooth, silky soft
complexion and completely perfect physiognomy; with absolutely
no hair anywhere except his head, which I found so enticing;
to his bright eyes and long lashes, his totally edible button
nose, perfect row of little boy teeth and perfect boy lips,
and his boyishly cut blond hair... And of course not just to
his body, but at least as much to his stunning character. I
loved him so much for being so utterly sincere and outright by
his nature; so extremely witty, yet emotional and sensitive;
so lively and playful and talkative, yet capable of stopping
down thinking and contemplating; and to top all that, for
being so affectionate.
Certainly he did have his faults as well, not even Jonah was
completely perfect. At times, he could be such a pain in the
butt, and we did have our fights. Other times, if he got a
little too excited about something, he could sometimes go way
over the limit and behave like such a dumb-ass. But every time
after behaving badly, he would really feel sorry and want to
settle and apologize. After that, everything would again be
all normal, Jonah having returned being the positive, joyful
himself -- and me loving him all the more deeply.
I was just so in love with him that I would've given anything
for an opportunity to make love with him. But I didn't want to
make that happen unless I was completely sure it was what
Jonah genuinely wanted and wouldn't later regret. So my
decision had been that I would never be the one to make
initiation. It had to come from Jonah, were something to ever
happen between us. And even if nothing ever would, I'd still
feel very happy and privileged just having been his friend.
****
I woke up from my daydream to the ringing of my mobile phone.
It was an early afternoon, so I thought it was probably
someone from the office again, too lazy to come over my
cubicle, making another stupid question about how exactly was
that framework to be configured that I'd designed for the
company. But when I saw the caller on the screen of my phone,
my heart leaped in joy and expectation. It was Jonah! He
must've been having something special going on at his
grandmother's, or something, and wanted to share that with me.
That was great!
- "Hey, Jonah! What's up?!", I answered the phone.
- "Hi, Steve! You still at work?", spoke a cute boy voice in
the other end of the line. God, it was nice to hear his voice!
- "Yep, here I am... enjoying the nice summer weather", I
answered moodily.
- "When are you gonna get home?"
- "Well... it depends... Half of the office are on their
vacation and it's really dead here, so in theory I could leave
whenever I wanted. But I do have my coding to do. Why?"
- "Well... I just thought... as it's kinda nice out there...
if you'd like to go out with me and do some stuff... bicycling
or something..."
- "But aren't you still at your grandma's?", I asked, suddenly
filled with hope.
- "No, we came back last night. Mom had some business to take
care of here, so we came back here for at least a few days
now."
- "Wow, that's so great!", I replied in astonishment and joy.
"I'd be delighted to! Actually, there's nothing I would rather
do, to be honest. I'm pretty fed up with my work right now,
especially seeing how beautiful it is outside, and it's also
so quiet here in the office. When would you like?"
- "Well, whenever you get outta there! I don't have anything
special today."
- "Hm, let me think... I think I better finish a few things
first, but I wouldn't think they'll take more than an hour or
so. So, meet me at my place around four maybe?"
- "That's fine with me!", replied Jonah in a cheerful tone.
- "It's a deal then! See you at four! My place, we'll decide
what we'll do then, ok?"
- "Okay, your place at four, see ya!"
My heart raced. In the morning I had no way of expecting a
turn like this. I had been under the impression that Jonah was
away from the neighborhood for the whole of his holiday. I had
expected just another boring day at the office, filled with
yearning for Jonah, knowing that I could not see him in quite
a while still.
I had almost got used to it already, not even noticing how
much I had missed him -- until now that I suddenly had heard
his sweet voice. And now I actually agreed about meeting him
in just a couple of hours! I didn't remember being as happy
and excited in a long time.
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JONAH -- THE BOY OF SURPRISES
Chapter 2: A wet biking trip
(m/b, urination, oral)
It was 3:50pm when I got home with my bicycle. I used to ride
my bike to work; it's good exercise, and actually even faster
than driving a car or taking a bus in the city.
My house was in the suburban area in the outskirts of the
city, so it wasn't just plain asphalt and high houses
everywhere, but rather felt pretty close to nature, which I
loved. So did Jonah. We had been mountain biking in the woods
countless times, bicycling along the single-tracks that
crisscrossed the forests by tens of miles in total. It was
really nice environs, lots of peaceful ponds along the tracks,
and very undisturbed nature all around.
Jonah was there already waiting for me outside my house. I
somehow expected that, I knew he was looking forward to seeing
me, just as I was to seeing him. And the wide smile on his
face when he saw me told nothing else.
- "Finally!", he shouted before I had stopped my bicycle.
- "Finally? It's still ten to four!", I replied.
- "Well I've been waiting here for at least fifteen minutes
already..."
I laughed heartily. I put my bicycle in the stand and stepped
beside Jonah.
- "So nice to see you again", I said, wrapping my arm around
his shoulder. "I missed you."
- "I missed you too", said Jonah, and buried his face into my
stomach, squeezing me tightly with his arms around me. Oh my,
I'd really missed this boy. I hadn't even realized how much!
- "So what should we do?", I asked him, gently stroking his
hair.
- "Biking into the woods!", was a quick reply.
- "Okay, so you seem to have chosen already... Well that's
fine with me. I'll just go grab some more water in my bottle,
and maybe a little snack for us in case we become hungry. Do
you have water with you?"
- "Two bottles, you think that's enough?", asked Jonah
grinning.
- "Yeah, I think that's enough, if we're not going more than a
hundred miles away", I said grinning back.
****
When we started our ride towards the woods, I noted some
darkish clouds arising from the east. The sun was still
shining brightly from the west, and apart from the clouds in
the east, the weather was still very summery and hot.
- "Look at those clouds in the east, I bet we're gonna have a
rain upon us before we're back home", I said to Jonah. I knew
the weather could change quite drastically in no time in our
climate.
- "Well, we're not made of sugar, now are we?", was his reply.
That was my boy! Not afraid of natural conditions, let alone
some summer rain. Besides, it was really warm, it would
probably be just nice to have some cooling off with the rain,
at least not anything we should be worried about.
After maybe half an hour's ride and joyful chitchatting, the
clouds had risen almost above us. We had already got in the
forest, and I knew there was a beautiful pond quite near us.
- "Why don't we head to this one pond -- what was its name --
there's one not too far from here. You remember that one?
We've been there before", I said.
- "I think so. Isn't that just to the right from the next
crossroad?"
- "Yes, that's the one", I said. "I like that place, it's very
beautiful, and peaceful. Many people don't probably even know
it's there, as it's not along any marked trail. But you can
get there with a bicycle, if you know the route."
Just as the pond appeared into our sight from behind the trees
and the rocky hills surrounding it, the first drops from the
sky fell on us. The sun had gone hidden behind a cloud, but it
was still very warm, even though we only wore shorts and t-
shirts. The rain was still hardly noticeable, but I
anticipated it getting heavier pretty soon; that dark were
those clouds.
We parked our bikes under a tree and walked down the bank to
the waterline. It was really beautiful, the light raindrops
playing their silent music falling down the water. No other
sounds were audible, even most of the birds had ceased their
singing on the beginning of the rain.
- "So beautiful!", I said to Jonah.
Jonah said nothing, but just stood still, staring somewhere
into distance over the pond.
- "Lucky for us it's so warm that we don't need to worry about
the rain", I said. "We shouldn't be cold even if the rain gets
heavier."
We picked up some pebbles from the waterline, and started to
throw them to the water. Jonah had become very quiet, which
made me a little curious, knowing how lively our chatting had
been on the way here. He seemed deep down in his thoughts.
- "Two cents for your thoughts", I said.
Jonah still didn't reply, but just threw another stone as far
as he could, seeing it splash to the water somewhere near the
center of the small pond. Then suddenly he turned to me,
flashing me a very wide smile.
- "You ever tasted piss?", he blurted out.
Whoa! Now what kind of question was this?! Where did that come
from??
- "What??", I hardly managed to mutter back.
- "Have you ever tasted piss?", he repeated. "You know, the
yellow liquid that comes out of your penis?", he added with a
smirk in his face.
He got me again. I still wasn't quite used to this kind of
frankness. For him, it was just his nature. He was self-
conscious enough to blurt out whatever he wanted to say,
whenever he felt like it.
Not that it hadn't always been carefully calculated what he
said to whom; I knew he was the type who always had a specific
intention in whatever he said. He wasn't the kind of person
who would make abrupt or inappropriate comments unexpected,
causing awkward situations -- even though these people do
exist -- but not Jonah, oh no, in public he was a Good And
Well-Behaved Boy! And that's certainly how most people did see
him. It was just that with me he seemed to speak quite freely
just about everything, without as much as a hint of
embarrassment. And sometimes it got quite personal -- even
intimate, I might add.
I didn't mind that, of course. To me, it only proved the
closeness and sincerity of our relationship. Frankly, I adored
his ability to be so honest and up front whenever he felt like
it. And the fact that he did so mostly accompanied just by me,
really meant a lot to me; I certainly felt very honored to be
so trusted, to be that special person to him, whom he could
even reveal his secrets to.
And often times, despite of my being a little shy by my nature
myself, his spontaneity and directness made me braver, too. I
just felt so level with him, being at so exactly the same
wavelength that I couldn't help letting go all my inhibitions
as well, even when he went to the level of intimacy I would
never have had the braveness to go into myself. Besides, I
loved that beautiful little creature so awfully much that
there was not much I couldn't have gone into with him -- at
least if he was the one leading me there...
Now, to actually start a topic about tasting urine intrigued
me immensely. What was his motive to start speaking about it?!
There must've been something, obviously, or otherwise it
would've remained unspoken. Was there something in the subject
that he found interesting and wanted to share with me, or was
he just being curious?
Either case, we definitely shared the interest. It wasn't just
one or two fantasies that I had had about him that involved
some piss-play. I felt I actually could give him a truthful
answer to his question, but I wanted to find out a little more
what he really was up to before showing him my cards.
- "Ha ha, thanks for an illustrative explanation", I answered
with some intended irony in my tone. "I guess you drink it
every day then, huh?".
Jonah still had the same smirk on his face.
- "Well... maybe not every day, but I have tasted my piss.
I've once read it's actually quite good for you, it's very
clean at least, there's no germs or anything in it. And I
think it tastes rather good", the boy continued, still in
obvious seriousness, but also a wide smile on his face.
I almost couldn't believe my ears, and I needed to fight back
my laughter. I had to hear about this more.
- "So have you or have you not tasted it?", I now heard Jonah
demanding from me.
My mind was racing. In no other circumstances could I have had
this kind of conversation, but with Jonah, just any subject
goes, it seems. And I was slowly starting to warm up to this
topic. Yes, I had tasted piss, my own, that is, a few times
when I'd been real horny while jacking off and looking at some
hot boylove pics, fantasizing about having a cute little boy
pissing into my mouth. It had been so hot, so utterly
arousing, but I always thought that would be one of my
greatest secrets that I'd definitely bring to grave with me. I
never thought I could ever admit that to any living soul
whatsoever, absolutely no-one, no matter what.
But now I suddenly felt very much tempted to reveal this
secret of mine to this beautiful boy in front of me. To this
boy who evidently had an interest very much like my own.
- "Well, yes, I have", I finally decided to confess.
The smile on Jonah's face got even wider, and he had his eyes
targeted directly at mine, gleaming of excitement.
- "Wow! So did you like it? Was it your own piss?", shouted
Jonah excitedly.
- "Yes, my own, and yeah, it wasn't all too bad...", I
answered, blushing a little.
- "Hehehee!... I knew it, I knew it!", said Jonah
triumphantly.
I threw another stone to the water. It went flying all the way
almost to the opposite bank.
Jonah went on with his revelations.
- "I like mine also. Well, mostly... sometimes it's a little
too strong, and sometimes it's way too bland, if I've had too
many cokes in a row before. I like it best when it's somewhere
in between."
- "Wow, sounds like you do drink your piss every day!", I said
widening my eyes at him.
- "Well, not every day... some days I do, some days I don't...
but some days I may actually have it several times, if I
really feel like it. My record is to drink all the piss that
I've had to go in a whole day. So that meant having the same
piss in and out of me five times in total. The last rounds
were a bit pungent already, so I didn't really like that too
much, but the first two or three were very nice! The second
round was probably the best tasting."
This boy truly was full of surprises. Not that I hadn't become
used to surprises with Jonah, but I never would've anticipated
anything like this coming even from him -- not in real life
anyway, only in my fantasies at best. I found this highly
arousing. I already felt a slight rise inside my pants.
- "Wow, that's something! I've never had it that much,
though", I said.
- "So... um, would you... maybe, like to taste mine?.. 'Cause
I gotta go pretty bad now... and I thought... that maybe you'd
like... you know...", he stuttered, as if a little reservedly
this time. It almost looked like he had blushed a little, too,
which was highly unusual for him. As if he had had to force
that out of him, which wasn't at all like Jonah, who usually
spoke out just quite much anything without any difficulties.
Was it because he was maybe afraid of how I might react?
Yeah, well, how should I react? I didn't know that myself! I
only knew that deep down inside I was dying to get to taste
his boy piss, to do whatever he wanted and allowed me to do; I
loved every inch and every single drop of that boy; whatever
came from him must've been directly from heaven! I wanted to
drink his piss, I wanted to taste it, to greedily gulp it down
my throat, I wanted to feel it gushing inside my mouth and
filling up my belly! That had always been my dream!
But was it appropriate for me to show him that desire?? Wasn't
I supposed to be the responsible adult, telling that little
child what was appropriate and what was not?
But how would this be inappropriate? It was Jonah's
initiative, not mine. If he wanted that, what would be the
harm? We had shared a lot already, even if we never had done
anything downright sexual before. Besides, I had already
admitted tasting piss before, so what would be different? And
it seemed he really wanted that; I'd never seen such an effort
on Jonah in just trying to speak out something, so he really
must've wanted to say that.
Then another doubt overtook my mind: what if he was just
kidding me? Was I just imagining things, had I just been
overpowered by my fantasies?
But no, he wasn't kidding. I knew him that well. Besides, had
he been fooling me, he wouldn't already have revealed his own
piss-drinking habits. Once again, that boy was truly showing
such enormous trust and confidence on me by revealing me this
very private and intimate piece of information. Were I now to
turn him down by trying to be a "responsible adult", against
all my own indisputable desires, and evidently against Jonah's
as well, I would be committing a crime against both of us. No,
I could not do that!
- "Here, now?", I feebly managed to let out of my dry mouth.
- "Well, there's no-one here... But only if you want, of
course..."
The rain had become a little stronger. You could actually make
out individual drops falling on the otherwise calm pond
surface. The sound of the rain hitting the water had become
louder. Some drops of water had started to drip from Jonah's
hair, which was already quite wet, as was mine, too. Still it
was warm, both the air and the falling rain were very
summerlike, not making you cold at all. Actually, it rather
felt very nice to feel the warm rain fall on you, especially
after the sweaty heat of the earlier half of the day.
But I had forgotten about the rain altogether. I felt nothing
else than the presence of the boy god in front of me, and the
enormous love and hunger I felt for him. And here he was
offering me a taste of his precious piss, the golden nectar of
gods, brewed and warmed inside that divine body standing in
front of me, standing there as beautiful as ever in the warm
summer rain. I could easily believe he had his bladder pretty
full, taken how fast he had gulped down most of his water --
almost two bottles of it. It seemed almost as if he had had
this in his mind from the very beginning; as if he had aimed
to do just this and to be ready for it -- could he have,
really?! I decided I had to seize the opportunity.
I stepped down on my knees in front of him, silently,
intently. No-one said a word. I looked at Jonah's eyes, and
saw a pair of just equally serious eyes looking back, widened
by excitement. His breathing had sped up, and so had mine. I
grabbed hold of Jonah's shorts, untied the drawstring, and
started to slowly pull the shorts down. Jonah's hands were
hanging limp on his both sides.
My heart raced as if I had just run a marathon. My mouth was
dry as sand and my hands trembled, when that gorgeous little
dick of Jonah's came to sight. It was uncircumcised, and just
as little as it was supposed to be with a ten-year-old. It
seemed to be in a half-hardened state, but still it was less
than two inches long. It started to rise a little more, while
I just breathed in the beauty and aroma of that completely
hairless, silky smooth crotch area of this little baby boy of
mine.
The moment was full of magic. The sight in front of me, the
smell of little-boy dick with a hint of dried urine, the
sounds of excited breathing from both of us, the adorable
little tummy rising and falling in the pace of his panting...
My senses were overloaded with all the stimuli of the
situation. I could feel the hormones rushing in my body,
instantly making me more aroused that I could remember being
in a long time.
- "Are you sure?", I breathed out quietly, looking up into his
eyes.
Jonah just swallowed and nodded to me.
- "Don't start before I'm ready", I noted, turning back to his
delicious crotch.
His dick had risen almost to the full mast, being almost three
inches already. The foreskin was still half around his glans.
I took a hold of his penis with my forefinger and thumb (the
first time in my life that I'd really touched a boy's penis),
and pulled his foreskin back. I pushed my nose right at his
glans, and inhaled deeply (the first time in my life that I'd
really smelled a boy's penis). The aroma was dumbfounding. Not
strong, but ah, so sweet. I felt I had never been as aroused
as I was now. I closed my eyes, and forgot about the whole
world; my whole universe was on this boy, the center being on
what I was just about to slip inside my mouth.
I touched the tip of his miniature penis with my tongue. It
flicked. I licked it some more, and then carefully sealed my
lips around it. I got hungrier, I also wanted his testicles
inside. They fitted in quite easily, with just a little help
by my other hand.
Then it was all inside, and the feeling was indescribable. My
nose pressed into the hairless, silky smooth crotch of my
beloved boy, my mouth filled with the tasty little boy penis.
Jonah's hands took a firm hold of my head, as if afraid of my
mouth leaving his dick. It was really hard now -- and so was
mine. I gave Jonah a thumbs-up, trying to mumble something
like "go ahead" (probably not succeeding very well my mouth so
full), then rested my both hands on his round, smooth butt-
cheeks, in anticipation. Oh boy. I was having Jonah's dick in
my mouth for real -- for real! Who could've believed this
lucky day was ever coming to be?!
Then I felt it. I squeezed my hands on Jonah's firm but smooth
buns when his penis first flicked just a little, then boy piss
started gushing in my mouth. It was warm and sweet and mildly
salty. My mouth was filled quickly and more was coming in a
rapid, steady flow. There was no time to stop just to savor
the taste, instead I needed to start gulping in fast, or
otherwise I would've started spilling it out. The aroma of boy
urine filled my nostrils, and I started to swallow faster and
faster, until I was literally sucking the hot piss out of his
penis.
It tasted so wonderful. I had expected it might taste good,
but I would never have believed it was so fantastic! I never
had found the taste of my own piss so very enticing, even
though the notion of doing something as nasty as taking
someone's piss in your mouth had always excited me greatly --
not to mention a little boy's piss. But so far I had never
really drunk anyone's piss, only taken a hasty mouthful or two
of my own urine, reluctantly swallowing it at best, never
ending up loving the taste too much. But this certainly was
different. The taste was so much fresher, so much tastier, yet
not so pungent and not at all acrid -- like my own sometimes
was.
Or was it maybe just because it came from inside my little
boy's perfect body, maybe it was just a psychological thing?
I don't know, but nevertheless, a fact is that I did find the
taste so wonderful that I couldn't get enough of it. I took
his dick out of my mouth just for a moment so I could quickly
blurt out the words:
- "It's so good!"
During that moment, the warm, golden liquid splashed all over
my face coming with full force from the little pecker standing
rock hard in front of my eyes. But I didn't want to have any
of it wasted, so I quickly took the tiny hose back in my mouth
and continued sucking and swallowing the lovely juice coming
from inside that divine creature, the boy I loved, the boy I
adored, the boy I would've died for without a thought.
I already felt in my stomach that I had really had a good
drink of something warm. And something very tasty.
Then, all of a sudden, it stopped. I still ravenously sucked
his penis, just in case something would still come out of it,
but nothing came. I glanced at Jonah's face, still not letting
go of his penis, and saw a look of utter concentration on his
face. He had his eyes closed and his breathing was very rapid,
and once in a while he let out these little whimpering sounds.
He most obviously was enjoying the feelings on his dick to the
most.
I decided not to let go of it just yet, at least not when it
seemed to be giving so much pleasure to my sweet boy. Instead,
I decided we should change the position a little so that he
wouldn't need to be standing on his feet all the time. I
grabbed him up in the air never letting go of his penis in my
mouth, never ceasing the sucking. I carried him to a small
grassy plateau just above the bank, tenderly lowering him on
the ground, so the sucking could continue undisturbed.
- "Ooh, yeah, oh yeah!! Steve, that feels so good!"
Jonah was whining and whimpering all the time louder with his
unbelievably high-pitched shrieks, his eyes tightly shut as my
mouth worked on his pecker, sucking, licking, savoring the
taste of it, breathing in the intoxicating boy crotch aroma.
Suddenly Jonah grabbed the back of my head, and pulled my face
even more tightly into his crotch.
I was getting all the more excited. I had formed myself a
raging erection inside my shorts, but I had no time to take
care of that right now. I was busy taking care of this little
angel of mine, this beautiful, adorable boy god of mine, whose
heavenly nectar I had just been so privileged to taste and to
drink, whose warm golden piss was now so wonderfully filling
up my belly.
My hands were wildly wandering around the beautiful slender
body of the little boy beneath me, at times going to gently
squeeze a nipple under his wet t-shirt, at other times diving
in between his luscious, firm, bubble butt-cheeks, probing the
little hole my fingers found hiding inside there. I tried to
push my finger inside the hole, but found some resistance
caused by too much dryness. I retreated and took my finger
inside my mouth, licking it the same time as I sucked Jonah's
pecker, then guided it back to the entrance of his little
hole. This time it slipped in easily, causing an immediate,
audible whimper from Jonah.
As I continued sucking, I pushed my finger deeper inside his
hole, then pulled it out, then pushed back all the way up to
the hilt. I started probing Jonah's warm, silky smooth
intestines with my finger, trying to find his prostate. Soon
it was most obvious I hit the correct button, as Jonah
suddenly let out a loud squeal and his whole body shook and
spasmed.
It was a hard little knob the size of an almond, on the rectal
wall just behind the root of his little-boy penis. I started
moving my finger back and forth on top of it, and got another
squeal from Jonah each time I touched it, along with a
noticeable spasm in his mid-section. His breathing became more
and more rapid, until he was really panting -- from pure
pleasure, I knew. He seemed to truly love what I was doing to
him.
Occasionally I would also push my finger deeper inside his
rectum, and suddenly I felt there was also something else in
there, something soft and solid, moving along with my finger.
It was warm and gave way when I pushed it with my finger. It
was clear: Jonah also had a good turd of boy poop there just
waiting to come out! I was totally exhilarated about my
finding, but decided to let it be for that time and
concentrate on sucking and finger-fucking the aroused boy.
He was in pure ecstasy now, wailing and moaning aloud, his
adorable, slender body writhing in pleasure. I wondered
whether Jonah had ever had something inside his butt before,
touching his prostate like this.
I myself had found the pleasures of sticking objects inside my
anus even before going to school. Beside my own fingers I had
used pens, handles of different tools like screwdrivers, small
toys -- once even a plastic doll's leg -- to bring that
wonderful feeling of having something go into my butt hole. I
never knew why it felt so good when I was still a kid, but I
knew it just did! However, I never had an orgasm by doing it
until the age of twelve, when I had had the handle of a toilet
brush going in and out of me poking my prostate gland for a
slightly longer period of time, and at the same time stroking
my penis. I never had anticipated what it was about to do to
me if I kept on going with it long enough, but that time I
just happened to do so simply because it felt so good. And boy
was I stunned when it hit me! It was so overwhelming that I
actually got frightened a little by the intensity of the
feeling. I had also spurted a little spoonful of sperm on my
stomach, which scared me because I didn't know what it was --
I had never seen sperm before -- and why it had suddenly
spurted out of my dick. Later I of course found out about
everything -- and the habit became regular pretty soon.
Now the look on Jonah's face reminded me of just those times
when I had discovered the ultimate pleasures of combined anal
and penile stimulation, being then just two years older than
Jonah was now. Jonah was just ten, so I was sure he couldn't
ejaculate yet, but reckoned he was just about to have a dry
little-boy orgasm anyway -- at least it sure sounded like
that!
True enough, after a short while Jonah's back suddenly arched
with force, the boy shouting his high-pitched aahs and oohs
all the more louder, and I could feel his dick stiffening in
my mouth in the pace of his wails, until he eventually
collapsed on the ground, gasping for air. His face was wet,
and probably not just because of the rain, but also for the
hard workout he'd just gone through.
- "Oh man, Steve, what happened?!! What did you do? I've never
felt anything like that before! That was so wild, I don't
believe it!", he panted in high-pitched shrieks, with his eyes
wide open.
- "Well congratulations, buddy, seems you just got your first
orgasm then!", I told him grinning. "Feels kinda neat, huh?",
I added.
Jonah got up in a sitting position, as excited as ever, still
out of breath.
- "That was so totally awesome, I still don't believe it! But
I thought I couldn't have an orgasm, I've read somewhere you
can't until you get hair around your dick, but I just did, so
how's that possible?", Jonah went on ranting.
- "It's possible all right. You can have orgasms even at ten,
but you just can't cum yet -- that's why they are called dry
orgasms", I explained.
- "What's the difference between having an orgasm and cumming,
I thought they were the same?", asked Jonah.
- "Well, when you get old enough, having an orgasm makes you
cum, too, that is, ejaculate your semen. But since you don't
produce semen yet, you'll just have dry orgasms until you do",
I continued.
- "So when do you think I'm gonna start cumming?...", asked
Jonah, curious.
- "Well I suppose in two-three years at the earliest, some
boys don't cum even until they're fifteen. I shot my first
sperm at twelve", I said smiling inside at my memories of that
time, "but then again, that was also my very first orgasm
ever. You had yours already two years younger than me, so
congratulations!", I complimented with a grin. Jonah smiled
back thrilled.
- "But the average I think is somewhere around twelve-
thirteen", I went on with my estimations. "That will also be
when you start getting pubic hair and your voice starts
getting lower -- that's called puberty", I explained further.
Jonah listened carefully, with obvious interest. His breathing
had almost normalized already, but he looked still very
excited.
- "Uuhh, it was so wicked!", said Jonah then, flopping back
lying onto the wet grass.
He looked so beautiful, so innocent, the serious but clearly
very positively surprised look on his cute wet face. Suddenly
I had this utter desire to lick the wetness off it. I bent
down over him, and started licking and kissing all over his
face, tasting the slightly salty flavor from his sweat, which
made me all the more excited. I devoured his face all over,
licked and sucked greedily, in utmost excitement. Jonah
seemingly didn't have any objections to that, as he just put
his hands around my neck and started moaning again, his eyes
closed. I moved my mouth on his perfect, soft lips, and
started sucking them in earnest.
I could feel his tongue pushing in between my lips. I opened
my mouth so that his tongue could slip in, and pushed my
tongue inside his mouth as well. I knew all about french
kissing -- in theory -- but never had I been able to imagine
how good it could really feel. I was thrown in seventh heaven
while kissing that adonis of mine, tasting his full lips,
feeling the insides of his sweet little mouth, his perfect
teeth, his delicious tongue. Jonah squeezed my face even more
tightly to his face, our mouths firmly connected, our tongues
wildly licking the insides of each other's mouths.
Suddenly Jonah stopped kissing.
- "Nice pissy taste that you got in your mouth!", he said
grinning, flashing me a wide, happy smile.
- "Oh, really? I wonder how that can be!", I answered.
We both laughed at the joke, then returned kissing again for
some while.
- "That was the best feeling I've ever had", said Jonah
finally, looking deep down into my eyes. I felt like he could
see straight through me, all the way deep down into my soul. I
felt I really was touched inside my soul, indelibly,
unforgettably. By this little boy. This boy I loved above
anything else in the whole universe.
- "That was the best taste I've ever had", I replied.
He smiled cheerfully.
- "Can I taste your piss now?"
****
He seemed to be insatiable, once he got going. On the other
hand, I was also still extremely excited, probably more so
than ever before in my life. Here I was, really making love to
my sweetheart; the greatest of my wishes that I had deposited
deep down inside my heart, had now come true. And from his
initiative, with absolutely no doubt it was something he also
definitely wanted. Now the barrier had been broken, now it was
evident for both of us that we really did like to be intimate
with each other, we did want to have sex with each other. We
no longer needed to hide our desires from each other, we no
longer needed to beware of what we say or what we do just
because we didn't know if the other would approve.
- "Would you really want that?", I asked.
- "Of course! You already had mine!", exclaimed Jonah quite
matter-of-factly. "Fair is fair, I want my share too!"
I laughed heartily.
- "Okay, but first I want you to tell me, where did you come
up with this idea of drinking piss? And what did you mean by
saying you 'knew it' that I had also tasted piss?", I started
to question him.
- "Well... I've always liked piss, from as long as I can
remember. I just like the taste of it, it's that simple!",
answered Jonah smilingly, looking straight in my eyes. "And I
thought, as we're so much alike, you know, we're interested in
many similar things, so I thought you'd probably like it
too... and I thought it would be so cool if you did!"
- "Hehehe, well that makes sense! And you got it quite close,
too, didn't you? Only I especially like YOUR piss, not so much
mine or anybody else's!"
- "Steve... I love you", said Jonah suddenly. He had a very
serious expression on his face, and he had his eyes fixed at
my eyes. My heart melted.
- "Jonah, you know, I love you too so much", I answered. I was
very moved by what he had said. "Thanks for saying that,
Jonah. You just made me the happiest man on earth."
Jonah pulled my face again into his face, guiding our lips
together, and we engaged into one more passionate kiss. Then
he broke it again.
- "Now, I want that urine of yours, I'm thirsty!", exclaimed
Jonah commandingly, with a playful tone in his voice, and
started to get up from the ground.
I certainly did have my bladder full of piss, and being as
horny as I was, I didn't want to hold off any longer. The only
thing was that I wasn't completely sure if I was able to let
my urine out having my dick so hard. But I was sure going to
try! I got up on my knees and started to untie the string of
my shorts.
- "Wait! I want to do that", Jonah interrupted, shoving my
hands away.
Once he got the string untied, he started to pull my shorts
down, hurriedly, not expressing all too much patience.
- "That looks nice", he commented, when he got his first look
at my ragingly hard dick. "It's so big!"
The truth was, I didn't have such a big dick. Certainly it was
big in comparison to that of Jonah's tiny little pecker, but
it was actually only about average size, as far as I knew at
least. It was no more than seven inches long when erect, and
barely two inches in diameter. But I was very happy with that,
I didn't think size mattered. It sure was still very capable
of giving me such great pleasure. And I had always thought
that boy-wise it'd only be good not to have a monster cock --
just in case something interesting should some day happen...
And it seemed that something indeed was now happening!
I saw Jonah close his eyes and slowly lean forward so that his
nose was soon almost touching the head of my very erect penis.
Jonah just held his nose there and inhaled deeply several
times, eyes still closed, a very concentrated look on his
sweet little face.
I nudged my hard-on to lightly touch Jonah's button nose.
Jonah didn't even flinch, but only continued his intent
breathing. He seemed to be enjoying the fragrance on my penis
to the fullest, breathing in its aroma time and time again,
just as I had enjoyed his.
It was like the time had stopped. We stayed like that for
maybe just a minute, but it felt like a whole lot longer time.
By now, we were almost soaked from the rain. It had gotten all
the more heavy, and it was truly raining now. Jonah's hair was
completely wet, water dripping down from it on his shoulders.
But we couldn't care less. Actually, the rain made the
atmosphere really magical, it was like we were the only beings
in the whole world, in the midst of this unspoiled nature,
listening to the music of rain falling down on the surface of
that beautiful pond. Just Jonah and me -- all that we needed.
And we still weren't cold at all, on the contrary, the
temperature felt just right -- not too hot anymore, either.
- "You can start whenever I get my mouth in place", advised
Jonah, opening his dreamy eyes for just a moment.
He took hold of my hard dick with his right hand and put his
mouth around the tip. Slowly he went a little deeper, so that
my glans was all the way inside his sweet mouth. I could never
have imagined how good his mouth felt on my dick. It was so
smooth, so warm -- so magnificent. His tongue was licking the
underside of my glans, stimulating its highly sensitive
nerves. I let out a sigh of great pleasure.
Jonah glanced up at me, signaling that he was ready. I tried
to relax so to get my piss flowing, but I couldn't do it.
- "I'm so hard I can't let go!", I complained.
Then Jonah decided to help me a little by starting a strong
suction on the head of my dick. Despite the added stimulation
and excitement, it did help eventually. Concentrating, after a
while, I was able to open the barriers and my bladder started
emptying itself with force. I looked closely at Jonah trying
to gulp down all of my gushing piss, but he couldn't quite
keep up the pace, and some piss was inevitably leaking out of
his mouth. It was such a wonderful sight, his sweet mouth
tightly wrapped around my dick, a definite look of great
pleasure and enjoyment on his perfect face.
Suddenly Jonah squeezed hard on my dick with his hand,
stopping the flow of my piss, and took his mouth off my dick.
His mouth was now full of the warm piss, but he didn't
swallow. Instead, he got up and pressed his lips against mine.
I got the idea, and opened my mouth to him. A flow of warm
urine filled my mouth, along with Jonah's slippery tongue
probing inside. Neither of us swallowed, so the piss just
moved forth and back inside our mouths.
Jonah had moved so that he was now sitting on my lap, his legs
around my back, his hands around my neck, squeezing our bodies
tightly together. Now that Jonah no longer held on my dick,
the piss started flowing again from my dick, this time onto
both of our bellies. I tried to hold it back a little, but it
was too painful, so I just let go, soaking us both with the
warm urine.
The feeling of warm piss moving inside our firmly connected
mouths was indescribable. Even though I did think Jonah's piss
had tasted better, still the taste of urine filling my
nostrils, my lips connected to those of Jonah's, his tongue
fidgeting inside my mouth, my tongue feeling the smooth
insides of his mouth -- it was driving me crazy! I had never
ever in my life felt so good and so horny, and so hungry for
that little boy that I held tightly in my arms, squeezing him
against me, feeling his wet body against me.
Then Jonah swallowed, sucking the rest of the piss from my
mouth, and broke our kiss.
- "Hold it a little, I don't want it all to be wasted!", he
exclaimed, referring to the piss still flowing out my dick. He
quickly took hold of it again, guiding the tip in his mouth. I
still had some amount of piss left, which Jonah again started
greedily gulping down. This time, no more of my piss spilled
from his mouth. Then I was drained.
Even though no more piss came from my piss slit, Jonah still
didn't let go of my dick. He seemingly had decided to pay it
all back what I had done to him, and so continued sucking my
dick. Again I experienced feelings totally unknown to me
before. Jonah's silky smooth mouth around my glans, sucking
wildly, his tongue fidgeting around the tip of my dick,
probing my piss slit; I had never experienced anything as
erotic in my whole life. Then suddenly Jonah started to slowly
move his head back and forth on my shaft so that in essence I
was fucking his face. That made me almost out of control and I
felt getting closer and closer to climaxing.
- "Oooh, Jonah, I'm gonna cum in just a few seconds, if you
keep going like that!!", I warned him.
But he didn't seem to care, but rather increased his pace, and
I was doomed. Every single nerve in my body started screaming
with extreme pleasure. I felt the pressure inside me build up
to levels I had never before experienced. The orgasm came like
a bolt from the blue, more powerful than ever, making my head
spin. I heard a loud groan coming from my throat when I felt
the first spurt of semen shooting from my urethra to the warm
cavity surrounding my rock hard dick. I was in complete
ecstasy, feeling nothing else than the violent release of my
seed, and I couldn't help but just groan out aloud. I grabbed
Jonah's head with both of my hands, pushing my dick even
deeper down inside his mouth until I thought I felt the back
of his throat touching my dick.
I moaned and groaned while more and more of my seed erupted
from my dick inside my little boy's mouth. I turned to have a
look at my beloved working on my shaft. My dick was buried
deep inside almost all the way, only the last couple inches
were visible outside, my pubic bush almost touching Jonah's
beautiful nose. I couldn't believe he had it so deep inside
his mouth. He was squeezing his hands tightly around my legs,
and his mouth was stretched wide open in order to accommodate
the whole of my shaft. He had an expression of such excitement
and concentration on his face that just seeing it caused still
one more ferocious burst of my semen to erupt deep inside his
beautiful mouth.
Eventually my dick got so sensitive that I had to remove it
from inside Jonah's beautiful face. It still didn't show any
signs of getting softer. Jonah let out an audible "awww..." of
complaint when he had to let go of my now slimy dick. I was
all giddy with my feelings; feelings of joy, feelings of
deepest love, feelings of the ultimate release I'd just
experienced. I had to kiss that boy again, and kneeled down to
get hold of his wet face. Jonah got the idea immediately, and
hungrily pressed his lips against mine. The kiss was extremely
passionate, our tongues intertwining with each other, our
mouth juices mixing together. I could clearly taste the
remains of my semen in Jonah's mouth, even though he had
swallowed almost all of it already. Boy did I wish I could
taste his semen as well, but for obvious reasons, that I was
going to have to wait for some time still...
****
We lied on the wet grass enjoying the afterglow of our sex. I
was lying on my back, Jonah was lying on his stomach on top of
me, his head now peacefully resting on my chest. I had my arms
wrapped around Jonah's back, his were lying limp on the
ground. We were both still naked on our mid-sections; we had
both lost our shorts somewhere along our frenzied love-making.
The rain was still falling on us just as heavily, and we were
completely soaked.
I couldn't believe what had just happened. How could that have
happened?! How could I have been so lucky?! This was more than
a dream come true -- it was a whole bunch of dreams come true.
And who knew what else there was to come, now that the
barriers of denial and abstinence had been removed from
between us and the first step taken?
I moved my hands on Jonah's soft buttocks, slick with the
still falling rain, squeezing and rubbing them lightly. They
felt so good in my hands. How desperately I had been wanting
to touch them like this, to hold them like this, to feel the
hidden inside of the crack between them, but never having been
able to do that before. I wondered if Jonah would let me get
to know his sweet behind even more closely some time. I
certainly had dreamt a lot about doing many different things
on his backside, but never had I considered it an actual
possibility. I definitely had a great hunger for his body, and
not the least for his delicious butt. Now suddenly I dared to
hope so much more than before.
- "Guess what?", said Jonah suddenly raising his head, with a
wide grin on his face.
- "Yes?", I replied.
Jonah's grin only widened, when suddenly I felt something warm
spreading on my belly.
- "I have to go again!", was the answer.
We started laughing out loud, feeling Jonah's warm piss spread
in between our bellies, soaking our already wet t-shirts even
wetter. The warmness of it felt wonderful, but even greater
was the feeling of knowing what was warming us up. The piss
started to dribble down onto the grass from both sides, when
Jonah suddenly hurried up on his feet, still pissing. He stood
directly over me, directing the stream on my chest, on my
neck, then all the way up on my face. I opened my mouth trying
to get the stream hit my mouth. That was obviously where Jonah
also aimed, because the stream got steady at the moment it
started to fill my mouth.
It only lasted a few moments, though, as so much of this
latest bladderful was already wetting our fronts and the grass
beneath us. But it was delicious as long as it lasted.
- "Liked it?", he asked grinning mischievously.
- "Well what would you think, you smart-ass?", I replied
teasingly.
- "Well, I think many people wouldn't appreciate it so much
being pissed on", was his witty answer. God, I loved his razor-
sharp wits and quick brain! It was so exhilarating always to
hear him talk so smart, to hear that coming from his little
ten-year-old boy mouth.
- "Hahaha, well then I guess they just don't know the good", I
said. "Or then they just have never been pissed on by anyone
as beautiful as you", I added in a more serious tone.
Jonah went silent for just a moment, and a smile started to
widen on his face. He kept his bright eyes glued at mine,
showing obvious delightedness and happiness for what I had
said.
- "You really mean that?.. The beautiful part?", he said
kneeling down again and settling himself to sit on my stomach.
He kept staring at me, smiling a happy smile.
- "Jonah, you are the most adorable and beautiful creature
I've ever laid my eyes on. You are such a God's masterpiece",
I said with a convincing tone in my voice, touching him softly
on his cheek.
Jonah just kept still for a moment, and then suddenly bent
down wrapping his arms around my neck and pressing his cheek
tightly against my cheek.
- "I think you are beautiful, too, Steve", he said, squeezing
very hard, looking like he was bursting with joy. He started
to drown me with wet kisses all around my face and on my
mouth. He was such a sweetheart. God, I loved him so much.
****
Eventually we managed to get dressed again in our completely
soaked clothes and hop back on our bicycles. As it turned out,
we decided to head back home the shortest way, as the rain
still didn't show any marks of easing up.
- "At least no-one can notice we've been pissing on each
other", had Jonah cheerily remarked, and he was right, we were
so soaked from the rain that it looked like we had been
swimming with our clothes on. Luckily we were still pretty
warm, but we didn't feel like riding our bikes any further
away, either.
It was funny, although we didn't talk much on our way back
home, Jonah had this certain new kind of smile on his face all
the time, and he kept giving me those funny looks, flashing
that very happy-looking smile each time. I couldn't help but
smile back, I was so happy seeing Jonah happy. And of course I
was also just exhilarated about all the new aspects in our
relationship that we had just today uncovered. I couldn't wait
to find out more...
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JONAH -- THE BOY OF SURPRISES
Chapter 3: Staying overnight
(m/b, oral, anal, scat, urination)
We were back at my place around six. It was starting to get a
little darker already, even though the sunset was still more
than an hour away, but the thick clouds made it seem a lot
later. It still hadn't stopped raining, even though the
strongest gush seemed to be over. We were completely soaked
(both from water and piss), and no longer felt so warm. I had
already images of a hot sauna buzzing in my head, and in those
images I also had Jonah there with me...
- "Why don't you call your mother and ask if you can stay here
to go to sauna with me, and get your clothes dry in the
meantime?", I suggested to Jonah while putting our bikes under
the shelter. "Or you could stay over, too, if you'd like --
and if it's okay for her, of course".
- "Can I?!", he almost jumped with excitement. "I'd love to
stay, if it's okay with you!"
- "Of course it's okay with me, what else did you expect?", I
replied grinning. "It's Friday and there's no work tomorrow,
so I'd enjoy your company, of course -- but what I'm not so
sure about, is what your mom will think".
- "Oh she'll let me, if only you say to her it's okay with
you. I'm sure she'll be only happy to have a free night with
her new, dear boyfriend..."
I could sense the dissatisfaction in Jonah's tone about his
mom's relationships to men. Barbara hadn't had a stable and
long-lasting relationship after her first (and so far only)
marriage, which also was the one that had brought Jonah to
her. But the bastard husband had disappeared from her and his
son's lives when Jonah was only two, after which the men in
Barbara's life had come and gone, one after another, not one
of them staying for too long.
This was naturally very unfortunate for Jonah, having to grow
up without a dad like that. The occasional short-term step-
dads had never been able to even remotely replace a father, or
even to act as role models for a little kid like Jonah. They
had all been too busy concentrating on Barbara, and never on
Jonah. It's no surprise Jonah had eventually lost all interest
into Barbara's boyfriends, after years of futile attention-
seeking from them.
However, Barbara wasn't such a bad mother, but rather a very
responsible one. She took good care of her son, and as much as
seeking a man into her life, he was seeking a father figure
for her son. And it was Barbara, who had dumped the most of
her boyfriends -- not the other way around -- after realizing
they'd never be able to take the position and responsibility
of a step-father. Unfortunately, no-one so far had shown her
that quality.
One's misfortune is another's fortune, it is said. While I
couldn't say I was happy about Jonah not having a father, it
certainly had helped me to bond with him more closely. Barbara
seemed to appreciate Jonah spending time with me as well,
knowing that a little growing boy like Jonah needed a man in
his life. Were there a father, it certainly would've dimmed my
chances of being an important male character in Jonah's life.
Now, on the other hand, enjoying Jonah's friendship earned me
constant expressions of gratitude from Barbara, about how
great she thought it was that I bothered to find the time to
be with her son, about how important she thought it was for
Jonah to have such a role model, after her "jerk son-of-a-
bitch ex had left his son and never even looked back".
It was sad, but I felt happy I could be there for them both.
Maybe one day Barbara would find the right one, who could also
be a father for Jonah. Until that, I was more than happy to be
a substitute for him.
- "Ok, I can talk to her, but you call her first", I replied.
Jonah was right, Barbara had no complaints about him staying
over. And as it was Friday, and I didn't have to go to work
tomorrow, it wasn't even hard to convince her it was no
trouble for me having him stay overnight. Jonah had already
spent many nights with me, and so Barbara knew it would work
out without any hassle. I had a king-size waterbed with plenty
of room for both of us, so there wasn't even any need to make
a bed for Jonah; it was already prepared.
****
I loved my sauna. I couldn't imagine living without one. It
certainly was one of the great pleasures I had in my life.
Going to sauna after an exercise outdoors was always an
enjoyment, and having some good company with you made it even
better. Jonah liked sauna a lot, too.
This time bathing with Jonah was even more special. Now that
we had found the new level of our relationship, he was so much
more straightforward and physical than ever before. While in
sauna, he made sure he had all the time a comfortable position
leaning tightly against me. He would snuggle against me, my
arm around his slender, heavenly body, or he would lie on the
bench his head resting on my lap. We would talk about all the
boyish things that came to his mind, and enjoyed ourselves
immensely.
I couldn't prevent starting to rise, feeling his smooth,
beautiful body against me, and sure enough, Jonah couldn't
help noticing that, either.
- "Hey, you're getting a boner!", the naked boy on my lap
informed, grinning widely.
- "Well, what can you do when you have such a sexy little boy
lying on your lap?", I replied -- without a hint of
exaggeration.
The smile on Jonah's face got wider, and it was a happy smile.
He got himself up on his knees so that he could bend closer to
my hardening dick, taking his face just inches away from my
hard-on.
- "Looks delicious", he announced. I was rather amused by the
comment.
- "You look delicious too", I replied, laughing. On that,
Jonah took his lips on my dick and suddenly engulfed the whole
of my glans inside his satin mouth. I wasn't expecting that --
even if it was a dream to me. The sensation was once again
overwhelming.
- "Uh...", was all I could mutter. My dick got once again just
as hard as it could ever get. I couldn't think of a more sexy
sight than Jonah swallowing my hard seven inches into his
little-boy mouth there on my lap. My heart rate must've jumped
up by tens in mere seconds.
Jonah slowly started an up-and-down movement with his mouth on
my dick, simultaneously licking the shaft and the sensitive
glans with his tongue. Each time my dick sank in deeper, until
I once again thought I could feel the back of his throat with
the head of my dick. I wondered if that could really be --
didn't he get a gag reaction, his mouth and throat so choking
full of dick?! But there really were several inches of my
shaft embedded into his mouth. This boy really knew the
tricks, it seemed. How could this be happening?!
While being treated in such an erotic manner by that godly
creature on my lap, my eyes traversed hungry with lust all
around his slender, hairless, simply perfect body. The fragile
neck bearing the beautiful head; the smooth back with such a
cute curve down towards the most delicious pair of bubble butt
cheeks; the crack between the cheeks so utterly inviting; the
slender legs with such edible little toes on the feet.
I couldn't help bending my face down at Jonah's delicious ass.
I barely made it in that position, but eventually did manage
to sink my nose between the round cheeks. I sniffed deeply.
The fragrance was just so heavenly, even if it wasn't strong.
I felt I had to taste the little rosebud between the cheeks. I
started lapping the ring from outside for a while, until I
decided I needed to get inside there. I slowly started to
penetrate Jonah's anal ring with my tongue, and sure enough,
it started to open for me to have a taste deeper. The
fragrance grew stronger and as much more exciting. It had a
distinct aroma of boy shit, but the smell was so much more as
well; the smell of a little boy butt. What could be a more
exhilarating smell?! I was getting delirious of the
experience.
Just as I was starting to feel a closing orgasm, Jonah stopped
and rose up.
- "Come, we need to do something", he said grabbing my hand.
Saying no more, he led our sweaty asses out of the sauna and
into my bedroom. "Now lie down on your back", he further
instructed.
I thought maybe he had got enough of the heat in the sauna,
and just wanted to continue in a bit cooler atmosphere. But
wasn't I wrong, he indeed had something else on his mind, too.
He did not just bend down to go on sucking my dick, but
instead climbed on top of me, his knees on both sides of me on
the bed.
- "You're going to butt-fuck me now, Steve", he announced,
grinning.
Finally it struck me. That's what he was after! Oh boy! But
how was this possible? How could he even know anything about
butt-fucking??
- "What?!", was all I could response.
Despite my astonishment, I couldn't help getting extremely
excited about the situation. The most secret all-time wish of
mine, served in front of me just like that. What would I have
given for a butt-fuck with Jonah so long time ago already! The
fulfillment of my deepest wishes! The realization of the
fantasy I had jacked off with so many hundreds and hundreds of
times before, but never thought it ever really and actually
could come true -- and here we were!
Only the problem was, I still knew it couldn't happen. Even if
Jonah was willing, I couldn't do it because it would most
probably hurt him.
- "You heard me, you're going to butt-fuck me now", he
confirmed, starting to adjust my dick at his hole already. I
stopped him.
- "Jonah, how do you even know about butt-fucking?! Where did
you get that idea?? You know we can't do that!", I said, still
totally flabbergasted about his suggestion.
- "Why not? Don't you want to?", Jonah coaxed.
- "Johan, as much as I'd love that, we can't do that -- it's
never gonna fit inside your butt. You will get hurt.", I said
to him, starting to rise up from the bed so he couldn't start
the doomed attempt.
- "No I won't! You'll see. It will fit in just fine", he said
and pushed me back to the sheets.
I didn't know what to do. I was of course horny as hell by his
suggestion, and wanted nothing more than being able to follow
his intentions. But wouldn't it hurt him? He was still such a
little boy, it surely would hurt him, wouldn't it? But how
come he seemed so certain about this? Did he know better than
me? He had obviously heard the term butt-fucking somewhere --
was there maybe something else he had learned about it, too?
My absoluteness about not letting Jonah even try it started to
crack. He seemed so certain and determined about it -- it was
his butt he was talking about and not mine, after all.
Before I could ponder it any further, he already started his
descent on my rock hard dick, adjusting it at his hole. My
suspicions about it never fitting there became stronger as I
felt the tight little hole on the tip of my cock.
- "Jonah, it's not gonna fit, and if you just force it in, it
will hurt you like hell! You better stop!", I wailed, but
couldn't really do anything from my position to prevent him
from doing it. And I'm not sure if I even wanted...
Despite of what I said to him, Jonah went on like he hadn't
heard a word. And suddenly, the wonder of wonders, I felt the
moist boy-hole open, and the head of my dick slipped inside
the hot, velvety tunnel. Just like that!
I couldn't believe it. He did know better. There was no trace
of pain on his face, either -- quite on the contrary -- and
the penetration had felt like there were no difficulties
whatsoever with him doing it.
When the tip of my dick was swallowed inside his rear, a long
spurt of piss gushed out of his hard little dicklet, hitting
me straight on my face and on my chest. This was a happy
surprise, and whatever I could reach, I tried to catch in my
mouth. I had now abandoned all objections about us doing this,
the suspicions replaced by utmost excitment.
Deep moans escaped from both Jonah and me, caused by the
sudden feelings from the penetration and the heat of the utter
sexual charge between us two. Trickles of his warm piss
started to drip on the sheets, but I wasn't a least bit
concerned about dirtying them, the feelings of ecstasy and
greatest horniness started to take unquestionable precedence.
Heck, washing machines had been invented! Then again, I
decided I wasn't going to wash these sheets very soon, but
rather savour the marks of this moment on them for a long
time...
Jonah groaned loudly, but it was clearly not from pain, but
from an intense mix of anticipated pain and pleasure. It was
amazing. I just stared at the glorious sight on top of me, his
hole stretched wide open around my rock hard dick, his little
pecker squirting puddles of warm, yellow piss on my navel and
chest and some also in my mouth; his hole contracting around
my dick in the pace of his squirts, causing feelings on my
dick that were fast driving me completely nuts.
I never could've believed I could come to this situation; the
ultimate dream I'd always had; the fantasy of all fantasies;
but here I was, my cute little Jonah simply demanding to get
my dick inside his tight little boy hole, the gloriest hole of
all holes, incontrovertibly the number one place where I ever
could even dream of putting my dick into.
I was in heaven, but so seemed to be Jonah, judging from the
looks on his face and from the moans and grunts he so loudly
made. Slowly, centimeter by centimeter, he lowered himself so
that less and less of my dick was visible outside his butt.
Each time he got lower, a loud grunt was heard from his
throat, and another gush of hot piss flew in a high arc from
his quivering stiffy.
When almost half of my dick was successfully buried inside, I
suddenly felt something in his butt blocking my way, and Jonah
also stopped going any further down. Then I realized what it
was -- it was the massive turd I had felt with my finger in
his rectum earlier by the pond! Sure enough, I hadn't seen
Jonah go to toilet even once after we came from the woods two
hours before, and when I thought of it, he had also let out
some very ripe gas-flows several times since then, which also
indicated there must've been a whole lot of smelly boy-shit
inside his rectum! His obviously full bladder was explained as
well by the several cans of coke we had consumed when we were
waiting for the sauna to warm up. No wonder he was squirting
piss so generously now.
I felt extremely excited for taking note of the fresh boy-shit
that was still there in Jonah's butt, as this was once again
one of my most secret fantasies now coming true! Piss-play was
one thing, but I had also had a very special relationship with
shit since the very early days of my life. Even still, as an
adult, I often would just shit my pants out of the sheer fun
of it and getting great pleasure from doing that. I also
always had a supply of adults' diapers at home, and wearing
them in different places and situations -- at times also in
public -- I'd purposefully push them full of hot, steaming
shit, most often also relieving a really aching bladder in
them at the same time, so that the diapers would eventually be
so full that brown trickles would start dripping down my legs.
Sometimes, after not having shitted in two days, I'd sneak in
a playground or a park or some other public place after dark,
sit on a bench or a playhorse or a swing, light up a
cigarette, lower my pants -- and let everything go. That would
always give me such a rush, feeling the hot shit exiting my
achingly full rectum and spreading all over the surface
underneath me, warming up the seat so nicely and getting my
whole backside so wonderfully covered with shit.
An extra rush would come from knowing that the pile of shit
I'd leave there would most certainly be noticed by other
people the next day -- not to mention that those people would
also be likely to include little boys! This was why I'd always
loved playgrounds most for this hobby of mine -- and whenever
available, the playhorse would be my favorite! The curved
shape of its back would spread my butt cheeks so snugly,
making the shit spread all over it in so exciting way. And
just to think of that, my dried shit probably ending up on
several different boys' butts riding the horse by the end of
the coming day... Maybe some boys would even get aroused from
realizing that somebody had sat there on his naked butt and
let the shit come out and spread all over the back of the
horse -- and around that somebody's butt cheeks as well. Now
there's a thought to jerk off for!
I'd had this love for shit for as long as I could remember,
from the earliest childhood memories to the very present. It
hadn't been more than a few weeks since I last was on this
kind of "secret mission" on a nearby playground -- and enjoyed
it immensely, as always -- and my first I'd probably carried
out as a first-grader at the school's playground after school.
I simply loved shit -- always had and always would.
Now, if playing with your own shit was wonderful, playing with
a little boy's shit was a dream of countless multitudes
greater! Not to mention if it was felt right inside where it
was produced -- and even better yet, with your stone hard love
pole! Never had I thought this possible, not even by a far
chance, but here I was, my dick steadily sinking deeper and
deeper into a most adorable little ten-year-old boy's hot,
velvety smooth, shit-filled rectum.
I could already feel the softer shit starting to gather around
my glans, while the more solid turd was still retreating
deeper inside Jonah's rectum along with my penetrating pole.
Apparently, also Jonah had realized there was a collision
between my dick and the shit inside his tunnel. From what I
could tell, however, he seemed to be experiencing nothing else
than even greater pleasure from realizing that!
When I came to think of it, I was inclined to believe he had
actually saved his shit inside him purposefully, specifically
for this occasion -- for me butt-fucking him -- but not
telling me anything about his plans. Things had all gone just
how Jonah had made them happen. He must've felt the massive
load of shit coming for some time already, as there had been a
big turd in his rectum more than two hours ago already, and
now there was bound to be even lots more. It was most obvious
to me that he had had the very specific intention of getting
me to fuck him in a shit-filled ass. And here we were -- me
having done nothing but followed Jonah's lead, and having had
no idea what was to come... How devious this boy could be!
But I definitely didn't mind, and I wondered if somehow Jonah
had been able to anticipate my attitude towards this. It was a
fact that I loved shit-play, but I'd never told Jonah (or
anybody) about this attraction of mine, and I had taken good
care that I'd never even given a hint in that direction to
anybody, ever. As it seemed to me, Jonah could at most guess
and hope I was into shit-play, but he had no way of knowing.
At any rate, if he had contemplated this, he was absolutely
correct with his assumption, he most certainly was -- and boy,
was I glad that he was!
While pondering this I suddenly felt Jonah open even more and
then starting to slowly go further down. Once again Jonah let
out a high-pitched yelp of pleasure along with loud moans, and
I felt how the hot shit in his velvety canal started to enfold
more and more around my dick, while all the time less and less
of my shaft was left visible outside of Jonah's bubble butt.
Both of us were grunting and groaning out aloud, Jonah at one
moment having his eyes tightly shut, at another wide open, the
look of utter concentration on his sweet little face.
- "Oh my, Jonah, this is so good... unghh... on my god... your
ass is so warm and tight!... Are you sure you're okay?!", I
asked without any real concern, as I could clearly see the
utmost pleasure on his face, and no trace of pain.
- "Uuhhh... yeah... I definitely am... this is better than
anything I've ever felt before!...", he uttered.
I was inclined to believe him, and that was most certainly
what it was for me. Soon I almost couldn't believe my eyes as
Jonah was firmly sitting on my crotch, my whole seven inches
embedded inside of him.
- "It's all the way in, I can't believe this", I shouted with
amazement. "I never would've believed you could take it all!"
- "Unghhh... you know... I've been practicing... uuhhh...
you'd be surprised to know what I can get inside of me!"
Holy shit! He was just like me! He liked piss and seemingly
shit, too, and evidently he had been purposefully training his
butt to accommodate things inside -- just as I had done since
the times of my own boyhood! It must've been faith that we had
gotten together, the two of us with these very similar sexual
interests; there was no other explanation. I couldn't believe
my luck. I also couldn't believe it had taken that long for
any of this to be revealed, but I sure as hell was happy it
finally did!
I wanted to know what the things were he had gotten inside his
boy hole, but at the moment I was too busy handling with the
enormous amount of most intense feelings being inside this
boy's hot, tight butthole, feeling the insides of his rectum
with my rigid dick and knowing his butt was full of his hot
boy shit, just waiting to gush out. But my dick was still
preventing it to flow out, and that seemed to cause even
stronger feelings for Jonah in his butt, seeing how ecstatic
look he had in his eyes.
- "At least I know you've got a huge load of hot boy shit
inside you at the moment -- and I absolutely love it!", I said
with a grin. A wide smile immediately appeared on Jonah's
face.
- "I'm glad you like it, I was a little afraid that you
wouldn't", said Jonah in between his rapid gasps. "But I
thought you probably would, so that's why I saved it for you",
he added, now grinning very mischievously.
So here it was -- I was correct! I now knew for sure I truly
had met my kindred spirit.
- "I'm very glad you did, my sweet little lover-boy, I love it
so much!", I added.
Suddenly another strong gush of warm piss sprayed out of his
hard little penis wetting the whole front of my body and face,
along with a loud grunt from Jonah. Some of the piss flew all
the way over my head to the pillow and the wall behind me,
some of it landed right at my mouth filling my taste buds
immediately with the divine taste of the freshest boy piss. At
the same time I both heard and felt something oozing out of
his butt hole around the root of my hard shaft. As I turned my
eyes to his very stretched hole, I saw lumps of brown semi-
soft shit extruding out from his hole dirtying the whole of my
crotch area in one brown mess. The smell of fresh boy shit
reached my nostrils immediately making me all the more horny
and excited. Jonah was yelping and grunting and shrieking out
of sheer bliss from the feelings he had in his nether regions.
His hole stretched more and more by the shit oozing out of his
rectum. The piss squirting out of his rock hard little dick
must've made him just out of his mind. I could relate to his
feelings very well, being as horny as I was, and knowing what
it feels to be pushing out your shit at the same time when
you're being penetrated -- I'd been there myself, and I'd
found it to be one of the most amazing feelings you can
possibly have your body go through.
This intensified my feelings as well, and suddenly I started
to feel like cumming. But I didn't want it to end this soon,
so I fought back as hard as I could. Lucky for me I had had a
lot of practice in holding back my orgasms, from the regular
masturbating sessions I had had along the years, but this was
still a very close one.
- "Hold it for a moment, okay? Otherwise I'm gonna cum in just
a second and then it will be over", I instructed.
Jonah stopped moving and held still, not wanting this to be
over yet himself. After a while, however, along with another
loud grunt from him, the recent situation re-emerged, and a
strong gush of both piss and shit came out of him. The mixed
smell of boy piss and shit was on its way fast to make me
insane. It was the best and most delicious smell I could think
of, making me completely crazy of lust, and I so much wanted
to start hard-fucking the boy sitting on top of me, my dick
buried deep inside his shitty boy hole. But for the time
being, I contained myself, as I knew the end would be just too
close if I didn't hold it back.
Jonah was sitting on my crotch not moving, and soon enough I
felt the immediate danger of premature ejaculation being over.
I looked at the delicious pile of brown shit around the base
of my cock, and took my hand to where the shit had extruded
from his hot insides. Finally, after all these years of
fantasizing about boys' exrements, I got my hands on real,
fresh little-boy shit!
I grabbed a fistful of still very warm shit in my hand and
started to spread it all over my pissy stomach -- instant tan!
I grabbed some more of it to both of my hands, and started to
spread it on Jonah's silky smooth body, on his adorable,
perfectly hairless belly and chest, and on his backside as
well. The smell grew even stronger and I was simply delirious
of the pleasure it brought to me. I pulled Jonah down to rest
on my chest with my shitty hands and continued spreading the
warm brown substance all over his back. Both of us were
murmuring and grunting from the pleasure we felt. I grabbed
still more of his shit from where we were joined, at the same
time feeling how stretched his hole really was around my very
swollen shaft, and spread the shit around on our joined bodies
where there still was room for more. We were panting and
sweating as if we had been running for an hour straight, and
the smell of fresh boy shit was intoxicating.
Then an idea came to my mind. Jonah had tricked me with not
telling he was full of shit when taking me in his butt -- not
that I had minded that, though! But I got a wicked idea of
paying him back feeling I had my bladder pretty full -- I
would empty it right up inside his ass! I started to
concentrate on letting my piss flow inside his butt, not
saying anything. It was difficult, though, having my dick so
hard and lying on my back, and I didn't seem to be able to get
it started. So I maneuvered Jonah on his back so that now I
was on top of him, his legs on my shoulders and my dick still
just as deep in him as before. Now it was easier to open the
barriers of my full bladder, and suddenly I managed to let it
flow freely.
Jonah flung his eyes open as he felt something unexpected
happening in his butt. With an astounded look on his face he
looked into me, and suddenly he understood what was happening.
- "Hey! Are you pissing in me?!", he shouted with a wide grin
on his face.
- "You bet, you little shit-boy!", I responded with equally
wide smile and bent down to kiss him on his lips.
Jonah started laughing from the idea of what was happening. My
piss was still gushing freely filling up his intestines.
- "Wow, that feels wicked! It feels so warm! Wow!...", cried
Jonah out, seemingly having very pleasurable feelings from all
that was happening. He had just crapped out a good load of his
boy shit from his rectum, but now it was fast filling up again
with something else to replace the free space in his guts.
Only then I realized how full my bladder had been as the flow
of piss still wasn't about to stop -- and I wasn't about to
hold it back!
- "Aww, I'm starting to feel pretty full! Oh! Shit! Crap! My
god! Feels so good!", exclaimed Jonah underneath the weight of
my body, while I still had my flow going on inside him.
Suddenly he couldn't hold it inside him any longer and I as
much felt as heard the gushing sound of my big bladderful of
piss bursting out of Jonah's wet boy hole. I could feel pieces
of his shit coming along and getting stuck at my pubic hair.
The sheets below us turned soaking wet and yellowish-brown in
an instant. I quickly turned us around so that I was again on
my back and Jonah was sitting on top of me, my hard dick still
deep inside him. I arched my back lifting Jonah in the air,
pushing my dick even deeper inside his guts, and the piss and
shit gushing out of his bowels started to flow down on my
already shit-covered belly and chest. Both of us were
glistening by piss and shit all over, and there was a warm
pool of shitty piss underneath us on the water mattress. The
odor was completely overwhelming -- and just in a very
exciting way.
This got me in overdrive and I couldn't hold it off anymore. I
started a ravenous pumping with my dick, in and out of his
lovely hole, supporting his weight by my hands on his waist.
The piss on the mattress under my back splashed around on
every passionate move. Jonah got the rhythm very quickly and
by my helping at his waist he also pumped up and down as
quickly as he could. Bursts of piss and shit still squirted
out of his bowels on each downwards move. Soon both of us were
again panting like dogs and yelping on each move from pure
bliss and ecstasy.
I could feel my climax approaching. Having relieved my bladder
inside Jonah's body helped me to endure the stimulation on my
dick better, but the inevitable was surely soon to happen.
Also Jonah was clearly getting closer to his climax judging
from the loud sounds he was making.
- "Uuuuhh, I'm gonna cum inside you in just a moment, I'm
getting real close now!", I shouted.
- "Yeah, unghh, yeah, please cum in me, I've wanted that so
long, please shoot your semen inside me, I want it, I want it
so bad, please, please, shoot it soon, I'm gonna come too in
just a second!", panted Jonah while ferociously pumping
himself up and down, up and down.
Then all of a sudden I felt the grip of his hole around my
dick tightening and his back arching from the utmost pleasure
he most obviously was feeling when the dry climax hit him like
a thunderbolt. Jonah started yelling with an unimaginably high-
pitched little-boy voice.
- "Ooouuhhhh, I'm cumming, uuuhhh, I'm cumming, please shoot
in me NOW, please, ungghh, I need it, aahhh, I want to feel
your cum shooting inside me, uurrgghh!!", wailed Jonah in
utmost ecstasy, his eyes wildly going between tightly shut and
wide open.
This got me over the limit and I could feel my balls
tightening, the familiar feeling of sperm rushing out of my
testicles filling my whole being and the whole universe. There
was nothing else than the ultimate release, the violent rush
of my semen spurting out of my urethra deep inside my beloved
boy's shitty insides, the warm place where I had just emptied
my full bladder of urine, the place where I couldn't have
wanted to have my dick buried into any more.
- "Oww, augghh, I'm cummiingg, uunngghh, Jonah, I'm cumming
inside your sweet hole, can you feel it spurting out of my
dick? I'm cumming now, oww!!... What a feeling!...", I
deliriously shouted in between my loud grunts.
- "Oh, yess, I think I feel it, yeah, uuh, yeah, wow, shit,
shit, shiiitt!...", shouted my beloved lover-boy, experiencing
still one more dry orgasm to top the one before.
Then we were both completely spent. Jonah just collapsed on
me, his lovely cheek on my shit and piss covered chest,
panting fast. He wrapped his arms around my neck and just held
still. I couldn't think of a feeling greater than what I just
had experienced. My heart was racing like hell. I wrapped my
arms around his shit-covered back and squeezed him tight.
- "Jonah, I love you so much! We are so made for each other,
you're so great!", I said filled with utmost love for this boy
that had just given me the greatest experience of my whole
life.
- "You too, Steve, I love you more than anyone in the whole
world, I'm so happy you've taken me in your life, thank you so
much!", he blurted out, and suddenly started to sob and weep
completely heart-breakingly.
I was totally taken aback with this sudden reaction from
Jonah's part, but felt so much alike myself. I squeezed him
all the more tightly against me, and suddenly started weeping
myself from the strongest feelings I remembered ever going
through, the feelings of the deepest love and attachment to
this sweet little boy, who obviously was just as well attached
to me as I was to him. I couldn't believe how lucky I was to
have him in my life. And just in one day the relationship
between us had taken a huge leap from just a great friendship
to the most intimate form of relationships. We were real
lovers now.
The next moment we were both in a contended sleep. Still
connected.
****
I was dreaming of having a piss in my pants. I did have a
regular habit of doing that sometimes; I enjoyed pissing on
myself, feeling the warm liquid gushing in my pants and
dripping down my legs. But then I started to awake to the
realization that this wasn't just a dream -- I really was wet
all over. For a second I thought I must've started pissing
myself while asleep; I did have my bladder very full. However,
at the next second I realized it wasn't me who was pissing --
I was still holding it -- and then all of a sudden everything
came back to my mind. All the things that we had done with
Jonah before falling asleep. Here in my bed. Buck naked.
Covered with piss and shit. The heavy odor of dried urea and
feces hit my nose, dragging me completely awake, and I knew
what was wetting me. I flashed my eyes open and saw Jonah
sitting up on my belly spraying a generous stream of warm,
yellow piss on my belly and chest. Jonah had an arch grin on
his face.
- "Good morning, sleepyhead, time for the morning shower!", he
yelled.
It was no morning, it was still dark outside. As a matter of
fact, it was still only 4 AM, as I saw from my alarm clock on
the night stand. The light was on, as we never had put it off
having fallen asleep so quickly. I was right away playing
along with him.
- "Jonah! Don't you spill my morning drink!", I responded,
grabbing hold of his squirting little dick, stopping the flow
of the precious fluid. With my free hand I took hold of his
bum with the intent to move him closer to my face so that I
could have his pecker serve its delicious drink fresh into my
mouth. Suddenly I realized he was still sitting on my cock,
which had never left his bum hole after our fucking. I
immediately felt a surge of great excitement in noting this,
and also noted that I've had to be real tired being able to
sleep so long so still.
As much as I liked being inside his tight rectum, even more I
wanted to have the boy-drink at that moment, so I let my limp
but now fast again hardening dick slip out of his hole. I
heard a silent, wet plop behind him when my shaft exited his
sloppy rear, and felt some of his butt juices dripping down on
my stomach. I still had a hold on his dick so that not a drop
of his precious piss could spill out, and adjusted Jonah's
body to sit on my chest so that I could actually take his dick
into my mouth.
- "Okay, sweetheart, you can continue now", I said, and
released his dick. A strong stream of delicious, warm piss
immediately started to gush into my mouth. My nostrils were
filled with the unbeatable odor of fresh boy piss and the
taste was directly from heaven. I was soon in complete frenzy
with excitement again, and my dick had again swollen into its
full glory.
Jonah had a very contended look on his face while he pissed
into my mouth. He was clearly very much enjoying the sensation
of letting go, and I sure was enjoying receiving it! Then all
too soon it stopped. My chest and belly were completely wet,
as well as the sheets, where lots of piss had spilled. I tried
to suck some more out of his dick, but Jonah just took it out
of my mouth.
- "Sorry, it's empty now", he plainly stated.
- "Aaah, thank you for the delicious juice! It was still as
good as before!", I thanked him.
- "Oh but you haven't had all your breakfast yet", was his
answer.
I wondered what he meant by that, when he got on his knees,
turned around, and started to push his shit-covered bubble
butt directly on my face. The view was completely delicious,
and I couldn't help starting to lick around his hole at the
moment he got close enough. The shit on his skin was mostly
dried, but still had a strong taste and smell in it.
Jonah settled himself to a better position for a while, until
he was practically sitting on my face, his hole directly on my
mouth. I went on with ravenously licking around his hole,
wetting the dried shit on his crack. I started to push my
tongue inside his hole, when I realized it was starting to
open up all by itself. I felt Jonah strain his body a little,
and then I felt something starting to exit his hole. So this
was my breakfast!
The smell of fresh boy shit got stronger as I felt a new, warm
turd of shit coming out of his lovely rectum. Obviously my
dick had prevented some of Jonah's shit stored inside him to
exit his bottom when I was still inside him, but now it got
its chance to empty itself completely. Jonah strained more,
and a mighty load of smooth, hot boy shit entered my mouth.
I was completely taken by surprise, as I had never had a good
load of shit in my mouth before -- not counting some little
bites of my own sometimes. But now that the chance was so
straightforwardly presented to me, I found the prospect
extremely exhilarating! The smell and taste of boy shit
completely filled all my senses, and I found I was every bit
as aroused as I could think of ever being!
Jonah grunted while pushing his load -- his tasty dessert --
into my mouth. Suddenly he let out a mighty fart, with which a
splash of warm slimy substance splattered all over my face.
From the smell and texture of it I realized much of it had to
be my own sperm that I had unloaded inside him when I had
fucked his sweet bottom. If possible, this got my excitement
even yet stronger. My heart pounded so hard again.
I started chewing on the shit, tasting and smelling all of it
to its fullest. My god it was good! Just think of it, it was
really coming out of this sweet little boy of mine, this shit
had really been produced somewhere deep inside his little
body, and now I had it in my mouth, served fresh from Jonah's
adorable little asshole! What could be better than this?!
Still sitting on my face, Jonah started lowering his head down
until he reached my very erect dick with his mouth, and
engulfed the whole head inside starting to suck it in earnest.
At that moment I remembered I had a pretty full bladder
myself, and immediately started to concentrate on letting my
piss go, at the same time enjoying the hot boy shit in my
mouth to the fullest.
After a while some piss started to drip out of my rigid penis
and into Jonah's sucking mouth. Soon it was gushing out with
almost full force, Jonah gulping it down with earnest. While
Jonah drank my piss, I chewed his fresh shit in sheer ecstasy,
lapping all around his shit-covered butt cheeks with my now
very brown tongue.
I had only just started to properly let the piss flow, when
Jonah grabbed my dick with his left hand and squeezed it so
that the flow stopped. Holding my hose shut all the time he
maneuvered himself the other way around between my legs.
- "Lift your legs up", ordered Jonah.
I was curious about what he was up to now, and complied.
Lifting my legs exposed my butt completely to Jonah, which was
apparently just what he was after. He obviously also wanted to
lick my butt! Still holding my dick with his left hand he
lowered his face right on my ass and started licking around
the hole in long sweeps. This sent me even higher than I
already was. The feeling was just unbelievably good,
especially knowing what that wet thing was that was wiping my
sweaty bottom! I was in heaven, I couldn't imagine anything
could be this good.
At that point, I had finally chewed down all the shit Jonah
had so kindly provided for me, but the divine taste of fresh
boy shit still stayed strong in my mouth.
After a while he stopped and went again to suck my cock. But
he wasn't about to leave my hole alone. As soon as I felt him
start the suction in my dick, I also felt his right hand to
start probing in my ass hole. It was easy for him to push in
first one, then two of his fingers. I was becoming all the
time more and more ecstatic. I had always had a big thing
about anal stimulation, and having it done by this adonis of
mine made me completely delirious.
I felt my hole getting more slippery as some of my rectal
fluids dribbled out, helped by Jonah's probing fingers. Then
Jonah added a third finger, and then a fourth. It was easy
going, as I had a well-trained butt; most of my masturbation
sessions had always involved anal stimulation, the usual tools
having been at first cucumbers, summer squashes, and even
eggplants, until later in my life I had also bought myself
several dildos and vibrators, from medium size to very thick
ones. None of them had, however, ever felt this good! The
warmth of Jonah's hand, the fact that it was something alive
and not controlled by me, and especially knowing it was the
hand of my most loveable sweetheart of a boy probing the
insides of me made me so full of lust I was about to go crazy!
Suddenly I felt Jonah adding also his thumb inside my hole,
and starting to put pressure on his whole hand. I could feel
my hole starting to stretch, and the feeling became
overwhelming. Jonah backed out a little, wiggled his hand a
bit getting it slippery all over, and then started to exert
more pressure on it towards my hole. All of a sudden it
happened. His whole hand slipped inside, all the way to his
wrist.
- "I knew I could push it all the way in!", Jonah shouted with
a triumphant tone taking his mouth off my dick for a moment.
I was hovering somewhere in between the ground and seventh
heaven filled with extreme lust and arousal. I had Jonah's
hand inside my butt! All of his hand! His whole fist! A boy's
adorable hand and half of his arm! Who could've thought
anything like that could ever happen! Were there no end to the
surprises Jonah had in store for me?!
- "My my, what do I find here!", said Jonah suddenly. "If it
isn't a load of shit here inside you, is it, Steve?!"
I certainly felt like shitting, yes, even though most of the
feeling was obviously caused by having a fist and half of a
boy's arm stuffed in my butt. But I did realize I probably had
a good load of shit in my bowel as well.
Jonah wiggled his fingers all over inside my rectum finally
closing his hand into a fist. Then he started to push more,
this time with much more force, and I could feel his arm
getting deeper inside me. I also could feel my shit starting
to enfold around Jonah's fist as it got deeper and deeper. I
was moaning and groaning loudly with the extremely intense
sensations given by this adorable boy. I could feel I already
had a good measure of his arm inside me, his fist stretching
my inner anal muscles to their limits. The sensation was
completely overwhelming.
Suddenly I felt an uncontrollable urge to push with full
force, and a heavy gush of piss flew high out of my dick and
onto my chest, dripping down on the sheets. Immediately Jonah
took his mouth back to cover my dick so that no more of my
piss would be wasted. He still had a steady push with his fist
in my butt. Then I had another cramp, and while more piss
gushed out of my penis, this time into Jonah's warm mouth, I
also felt shit starting to ooze out of my stretched hole
around Jonah's slender arm -- just the way his shit had oozed
out of his hole around my dick. The third cramp caused almost
all of my bowel to empty itself -- except of Jonah's arm, of
course, as it was still held firmly inside.
Jonah took his left hand to my butt hole and took a load of my
shit in his hand. Then he took it to my belly and started
spreading the fresh shit on top of the old, already dried shit
from our previous play.
- "Mmmm, what a smell!! I love the smell of fresh shit!", said
Jonah, taking his mouth off my dick, my quite recently
expelled urine dripping from the corner of his mouth. "I also
like the taste of shit", he added, and grasping another
handful of shit, took his hand in front of his face. He
sniffed deeply the pile of soft and warm shit on his hand for
a while, and then suddenly stuffed all of it into his mouth,
starting to chew it with quite a frenzy. Jonah's lips were
completely brown of my shit, dark streaks decorating his
smooth cheeks and the little button nose.
- "Mmmmm, how good!! Did you like mine, too?", Jonah asked,
smiling lewdly with very brown teeth, lumps of fresh shit
stuck on his pretty face all around his mouth.
- "Ungghh, ah, oh, you bet, ouuh, it was delicious, urgh, oh
yeah, Jonah, uuh, you're so cute, aah, I love you, unh,
you're, uhh, the best thing, nngh, that has ever happened to
me, rgghh!", I stuttered. "Everything in you, ungh, is just so
beautiful, ohh, and delicious, uhh, that I could eat all of
you!", I hardly managed to continue, delirious of the
strongest feelings in my perineum and of the extremely
arousing sight in front of me.
- "Well, you did already eat some of me, didn't you?", he
replied with a joyful tone while chewing my shit, his lips
brown from stuffing the mighty load inside his mouth, and
clearly delighted by my praise.
- "Eheh, heh, you're right, uh, I did, yes", I replied
laughing a little in the middle of my complete ecstasy. "And I
could eat much more, too, you tasty little boy of mine!", I
added, delirious of the feelings.
Jonah had started to-and-fro movement with his fist, which was
all the time increasing my frenzy. Whereas the stretching of
my hole felt extremely good, his fist bumping into my prostate
on each push was about to make me lose it all. I started to
feel the closeness of the coming climax, and I wanted to warn
Jonah for that.
- "I think I'm gonna cum soon, if you go on like that", I
said.
That made Jonah stop right away. He clearly didn't want me to
cum just yet. After a while he started to pull his arm out
slowly, as if being very careful to not make me cum just yet.
The reason for this became clear soon enough.
- "I want you to shoot your semen inside me again, I feel so
empty that I need something to fill my ass up", he explained.
I wasn't about to complain about this course of events, even
though having Jonah's fist up my butt was one of the best
things I remember ever happening to me. But one that was
probably even better, was having my dick shoved deep inside
his butt, and I welcomed the chance with pleasure, even in the
middle of the ecstatic pleasure he was causing on my backside
with his smooth little arm and clenched fist.
Finally, Jonah got all of his hand out of my butt, making a
wet squishy sound as it exited my rear. I couldn't help
letting out a yelp from the sensation caused by his fist
plopping out of my very stretched hole. His arm was completely
covered by my shit almost all the way to his elbow, which he
started to lick in earnest, seemingly enjoying the taste to
the fullest. Soon his arm was almost completely clean, the
only traces of my shit being seen on his lips, front teeth and
around his mouth. Talk about shit-eating grin, this must be
the one!
Once his hand had left my hole, I felt extremely empty. But
there was something else to wait for. Jonah climbed on top of
me and started to accommodate his butt on top of my hard dick
once again, and this time I had absolutely no complaints about
that. I even thought I should try to help him a little and
took my hands to his butt. His hole was very wet and slimy,
and I pushed two of my fingers inside to relax it more. After
just a moment it felt so relaxed to my fingers that I thought
I could easily put there at least two more fingers, and did
just that. The hole stretched easily. I exerted a little more
force to push the fingers deeper, and it didn't take much to
get them knuckle-deep inside.
I marveled at how loose his hole could get. He must've been
training it a lot. I did know from personal experience that
you could get your hole to stretch many times larger than what
it naturally could ever go, if you trained it. However, as for
my part, the realization of this fact hadn't come until at
much later age than what Jonah was now. Then again, I did know
Jonah was exceptionally bright and also very decisive when it
came to that, so actually it wasn't such a wonder that he had
figured it out already -- at least taken how appealing he
seemed to find stuffing things into his butt and stretching
his hole.
I wiggled my four fingers inside his tunnel, and wondered if
it were possible to get even more of them in there. But I was
too anxious to replace the fingers with my dick now, and that
is exactly what I did. I guided Jonah's butt to the tip of my
rock hard cock and started to lower the adorable butt of my
lover-boy down my shaft. It took no effort from Jonah to
accommodate my cock after the four fingers I had had in his
ass, and he started to slowly slide his body down my pole. In
no time he was steadily sitting on my belly, my all seven
inches solidly embedded inside his little boy body once again.
After a short breather Jonah started to lift himself up so
that just the tip of my dick remained inside. Then he lowered
himself all the way down again, then all the way up, all the
way down, again up, down, up, down, with an increasing pace.
Jonah started to moan, and so did I. The pleasure was
overwhelming to me; once again. I looked my lover-boy humping
himself up and down on my stiff pole his eyes closed in utter
concentration, his rear hole stretched wide open, brownish
slime covering as well his butt as my dick. His very erect
dick bobbed up and down in the rhythm of his pumping. The
taste of Jonah's delicious shit that I still had in my mouth
only added to the immense enjoyment I felt having my dick in
his rear passage; it was as if I were enjoying the taste of
his lovely butt through my dick!
I started to match my own movements to those of Jonah's,
arching my back when Jonah was lowering himself down, and vice
versa. You could hear a loud slap whenever Jonah's firm butt
met my crotch. The rhythm of the slapping kept speeding up,
until the room was filled with continuous slapping sounds
along with loud grunts and boyish yelps and moans. The sounds
coming from Jonah's throat were extremely high-pitched,
whereas those of mine were more like low grunting sounds. I
thought it was good that the walls were so thick, otherwise
the whole neighbourhood would've most certainly heard us
moaning in our lust!
Soon there was nothing I could do to the inevitable. I felt my
balls starting to boil, and the familiar feeling of an
overcoming orgasm got over me. I could feel my semen starting
to rush out of my testicles towards its only escape route on
the tip of my penis. I arched my back slamming my dick as deep
into Jonah's bowels as I ever could, at the same time pulling
Jonah down with my hands and keeping him there with all my
strength. I started grunting loudly, and I could feel the
sperm spraying from my piss slit deep inside Jonah's sweet
little body. The load seemed copious, and I was sure it was
filling up Jonah's rectum very nicely. I only had one thought
circling in my mind, and that screamed I certainly had
inseminated Jonah very thoroughly this time. If only boys
could breed, and there most certainly would be a baby coming
from this release!
At that point also Jonah started grunting and yelping with
ever the more louder voice.
- "Aaaahhh!! Aaaahhhh! Uuhh! Oh my god!! Shit!! Fuck!
Auuuuggghhhh, oh shiiiittt!!", he shouted from his fiery
orgasm, arching his back and squeezing the sheets with his
clenched fists. "I can feel your sperms spurting inside me!!
Oh my god! It feels wonderful!! Shit! Fuck! Fuck-fuck-fuck
yeah!!"
Once again we were completely spent from our intense exercise.
Jonah lowered himself panting to lie on my chest, and once
again I wrapped my arms around his still shit-covered but now
also very sweaty back, my dick still firmly inside his
stretched hole. Only one thing was yet to be done: I still
hadn't emptied my bladder all the way. As soon as I managed to
relax my dick a little, I -- once again -- started to relieve
myself inside the little body of my beautiful lover, who was
already asleep.
****
Again I was woken up by some external disturbance. It was
something wet touching my lips. It didn't take long for me
this time to realize what it most certainly was. I opened my
eyes and saw a beautiful long-lashed pair of little-boy eyes
staring directly at me from a distance of about two inches. I
opened my mouth and welcomed Jonah's soft, wet lips inside
mine. It was already light outside, the alarm clock showed 9
AM. I felt extremely well rested.
I was lying on my back and Jonah lied on top of me, very
lazily, resting his elbows on the mattress just on top of my
shoulders. His face was very comfortably hovering on top of
mine, our noses softly touching each other from different
angles. I still had a spectacular taste of boy shit in my
mouth, which I decided to share with Jonah. Our lips were very
much connected. At one moment I had all of his lips inside my
mouth, licking them wet with my tongue, sucking them, sucking
his sweet slippery tongue, enjoying the heavenly boyish taste,
and at the next moment Jonah was the one sucking and licking
my lips. Mouthly fluids were very much exchanged.
I squeezed Jonah's body against my chest, feeling his intense
warmth and softness against my body. Jonah started to stroke
my hair, as much as he could reach without moving his elbows.
The kissing got wetter and wetter, and as the pace increased,
also the moaning started. Jonah started to wander all around
my face with his mouth, all the way from my cheeks to my ears
and the side of my neck. Feeling so much in love, I stroked
Jonah's back with my hands giving kisses wherever I could,
whenever I could. I felt I was most probably going to have a
lovebite or two on my neck, so intense was Jonah's suction. Oh
boy, what an awakening this was.
I started to move my hands lower on his back, feeling the
perfect curvature of the small of his back, next coming to the
wonderful mounds of his buttocks, smooth and soft, yet firm
and boyishly slender. I started to feel the crack between the
lovely buns, tenderly probing the magnetic love hole I found
in their protection. Despite of the dried shit all over
Jonah's butt, the hole was still wet and slippery; no wonder,
though, given what I had deposited inside during our nightly
play... I wondered if it was all there still inside.
I slipped my index finger inside, and immediately got an
audible response from Jonah. His kissing all over my face and
neck got to an almost stop, and I felt the hole getting
considerably larger and loose. Jonah grunted silently,
followed by his hole getting wide open and lots of warm and
slimy substance pouring out. Once again wonderment of the
looseness of his hole came over me, and I decided to once
again put it in a test. I slipped more fingers inside the hole
one by one, and soon enough I had three fingers from both of
my hands inside all the way to the knuckles. Jonah had stopped
all of his movement except for the squirming and twisting that
had started instead. He moaned loudly and his eyes were
tightly shut. There was no question he was once again having
very pleasurable feelings all over his body.
- "So tell me, Jonah, what have those methods been with which
you have trained your butt hole so well?", I finally asked.
I could see a smile arising on his face, then he got himself
up sitting up straight on my belly. I pulled my fingers out of
his hole, hearing a squishy sound coming from his closing, wet
hole. I took the fingers to my nose and breathed in deeply the
sweet aroma of boy butt, and then licked the slime-covered
fingers clean. I decided there couldn't possibly be a smell or
taste more exhilarating than that.
- "Ok, I can show you. Close your eyes", he commanded.
I wondered what he was up to, what would he show me? But I did
as asked, and closed my eyes, just concentrating on the
deliciously arousing smell on my fingers. I felt Jonah getting
up and away from my belly and moving himself on my left side.
I determined he was on his knees when I felt his head pushing
to my belly. There was movement and some moaning.
- "Can I open my eyes already?", I inquired being very
curious.
- "Not, uh, yet, just a sec", was the response.
I remained patient. There was some more movement and pushing
against my stomach. I could feel his lovely boy hair tickling
my belly, and occasionally I felt also his face pushing
against my stomach. Then it stopped, and I felt Jonah rising
up.
- "Ok, open your eyes", said Jonah.
I saw him sitting straight up on his knees, his front towards
me. His dick was standing up very erect. His right hand was
somewhere behind him, apparently somewhere at his butt. His
back was arched back and the position he had didn't look very
comfortable. He started to do movements with his hand behind
him, and with each movement there was also an audible moan.
- "Have a look at my butt!", he instructed.
So I got up and moved around him so I could see behind him.
And when I did, I was not to believe my eyes: Jonah had put
all of his hand inside him, all the way to his wrist, and he
had it moving so that half of his fist came just out
stretching the hole to the maximum before going back in,
leaving only his wrist outside, all of his hand disappearing
somewhere inside his body. Just as he had done to me last
night -- but it was his little boy hole, not my well-trained,
adult asshole!
- "Wow!!", was all I could say for the first few moments.
- "I do this almost every night in my bed", Jonah explained in
between his moans. "I've also practiced with carrots, and
bananas, and lately also with cucumbers, and some of them have
been even larger than your penis!", he continued. "I've done
it since I was about five, except that at first I only used
much smaller things like pens and such, but I've been using
thick cucumbers for months already! One time after I had had a
large cucumber inside me I started to push my fingers in my
butt, and all of a sudden I noticed all of my hand had slipped
in! That first time was so cool.", he added with a knowing
grin on his face.
- "Oh well, I never could've imagined you were doing that so
much!", I said still in astonishment. "Imagine if only I had
known that before...", I added dreamily. Then I suddenly
realized: "You had been doing that already when we first time
went to that beach just the two of us!"
- "Yepp, and I still remember how much I wanted to play with
you then, but I never dared to start anything..."
Well well well, live and learn... So it really hadn't been
just my imagination when I had thought of seeing some sexually
oriented behavior from Jonah, from the very beginning of our
friendship... If only had I known... But the bright side of it
was, I did know now!
Then Jonah took his hand out of his butt along with a loud
slurping sound, and collapsed to a more comfortable position.
- "The fist feels nice, but it gets tiring after a short while
because you have to be in such an awkward position. That's
where cucumbers and other things are better. I've sometimes
had a cucumber half inside my ass the whole evening without
anyone noticing anything. That was neat", Jonah
enthusiastically described with a wide grin on his face. -
"But nothing feels nearly as good as your big dick in my
butt!", he added, grinning even wider.
God, what a butt-boy he was! And a piss-boy and a shit-boy as
well. Now this was a boy to my liking!
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JONAH -- THE BOY OF SURPRISES
Chapter 4: Another biking trip
(m/b, oral, anal, scat, urination)
That morning was filled with excitement and sexual tension. As
we got up from the bed and washed ourselves -- which took
quite a while, I might add -- we talked about the
possibilities for the day's plan. During the breakfast we
decided we'd go to the woods again with our bikes, only this
time we'd go to another pond a little further away. I had been
there several times, and I liked it especially for its peace
and quietness; it was so far from the most popular paths that
there rarely were any other people present. There was also a
built fireplace with a shelter at the pond, which was very
nice for resting.
No-one was at the pond when we got there. It was completely
silent. We parked our bikes leaning to a tree next to the
shelter, took off our helmets, and sat down to the bench
around the fireplace. We were quite sweaty as we had kept a
decent pace while pedaling here, and the weather was also
quite hot.
- "Shame we don't have anything to grill on the fireplace", I
noted, although I didn't actually feel too hungry.
- "Well I'm not hungry after all we ate before coming here",
also Jonah said. And that was true, we had had quite a copious
breakfast at home, but I just thought it would've been fun to
set a camp-fire and make something on it to eat. But to be
honest, food was not the thing on my mind right then...
I leant back against the shelter's corner pillar and breathed
out. I closed my eyes for a moment, and my mind flew back to
the day before, and to the most surprising and wonderful
events I never could've expected to happen. I wondered if we
would find something as much fun to do here as well...
I felt like having a cigarette to enjoy the moment, and dug a
packet from my pocket. Jonah's eyes brightened when he saw it
in my hand.
Here was another of our secrets between Jonah and me: I had
occasionally allowed him to smoke a cigarette with me if he
wanted. I took good care of not letting him do that too often
so that he wouldn't develop physical addiction to nicotine; I
knew that if you only had one once in a while, it wouldn't
hurt you at all. That's how it was for me; I had no addiction
to them; I could live without them for any period of time with
no difficulties whatsoever, but when the time was right, I
greatly enjoyed having one. Being as smart as he was, also
Jonah fully understood the dangers of smoking and didn't wish
to get addicted to it. However, he, too, liked having one with
me once in a while.
- "Care to have one?", I asked, offering a cigarette to Jonah.
I knew he would.
- "Yes, please!", was his real quick answer.
I placed a cigarette at his mouth and lit up my lighter for
him. Jonah sucked deep to ensure the cigarette caught fire
properly, and then breathed out, releasing a cloud of smoke
from his lungs. He seemed to be enjoying the taste of smoke --
it had surely been a while since he last time had had a
cigarette from me.
I put one between my lips, too, but didn't use my lighter to
light it up. Instead, I wrapped my arms around Jonah's slender
body, my unlit cigarette between my lips, and he immediately
knew what I was after. His face came close to mine, and with a
smile on his face, he pointed his lit cigarette at my unlit
one so I could catch fire from his.
I inhaled my first taste of smoke into my lungs, feeling it
warming me up inside, and the nicotine starting to soak in my
blood. I looked Jonah at his eyes, and could tell that he
already felt the nicotine seeping into his brain. I knew I
would only be a few seconds away of feeling the same.
Our faces were still close to each other. Jonah was staring
straight at my eyes with a dreamy look, seemingly having good
feelings from the nicotine having its effect in his nervous
system. He took another, long puff, took the cigarette in his
hand, and suddenly leaned forward pressing his soft, juicy boy
lips against mine. I felt his tongue starting to probe its way
through my lips and into my mouth. Naturally, I welcomed him
in there, and opened my lips returning the favor by
penetrating my own tongue deep inside his silky boy mouth.
I was just starting to feel the insides of his mouth with my
tongue, our lips tightly sealed to each other, when he started
to exhale the smoke still in his lungs into me. I caught the
clue right away, and started to breath in all that he had to
offer. I felt my lungs filling up with tobacco smoke again,
even though I didn't even have a cigarette at my lips. But
what I did have was something so much better.
After a short while of tobacco-smoke-filled french kissing, we
parted again, and took good puffs from our cigarettes. I was
still leaning my back at the shelter's corner pillar, relaxing
myself. Jonah seemed to want to relax as well, turning his
back to me and starting to climb on my lap. He pushed his
buttocks all the way on my crotch and nestled to sit
comfortably on my lap, leaning his back to my chest and
resting his head on my shoulder.
I wrapped my arms around him, letting my hands rest on his
crotch. It felt wonderful having him lean on me so warm and so
comfortable, radiating the boyish energy he was all the time
so much bursting with. I started to feel his little dicklet
through his shorts, and sure enough, it was already getting
harder. I started to get hard as well. In no time we were both
sporting rock hard erections, and the pressure on my dick
caused by Jonah's sitting on it made it even greater. I could
already feel the crack of his ass with my hardening dick,
desperately trying to get free. But it had nowhere to go
squeezed like that under his weight and in the confines of my
shorts.
- "Guess what's shame, though?", he suddenly asked, blowing
out a puff of smoke, while leaning his head back, so he could
see me above his face.
- "What's that?", I asked.
- "That there's no toilet here", he replied showing a widening
grin on his face, "and I have a huge load of poop in my butt
just about to burst out!". At that moment he was already
giggling very loud, and then I noticed that he -- barely
noticeably -- started to strain his body. Suddenly I felt
something moist starting to push my dick under his butt down
with an even greater pressure, something soft and warm. There
was no mistaking, he was pushing his shit into his pants --
right there sitting on my lap!
The next second I also felt how the front of his shorts
started to dampen, and immediately, warm liquid started to wet
my hands that were still resting on his warm crotch. More and
more came, and it was starting to wet my shorts and the bench
beneath us, and some started dripping to the ground.
He surely was enjoying himself to the fullest. He had his eyes
closed, his lips ajar, a concentrated, satisfied look on his
face, puffing at his cigarette every now and then, while more
and more of his warm piss drained through his shorts and
through my fingers to my lap and all the way to the ground.
If he was enjoying himself, so was I. Feeling as well as
hearing the spurts of his shit coming out of his lovely rear
hole and into his shorts right on top of my dick, and his
precious piss flooding his shorts and my hands, was quite
enough to make me extremely horny -- once again. I got a
lively image in my mind about how the lovely crack between his
delicious butt cheeks suddenly filled with hot and steamy boy
shit, soiling the smooth boy butt skin and the fabric of the
shorts all over, and how enjoyably the little butthole
stretched when the shit extruded from the full rectum. Even
though I thought the smell couldn't possibly have escaped
Jonah's shorts so soon, I definitely already experienced the
lovely fragrance of my little boy's delicious shit.
I grabbed his face with my other hand guiding our lips
together again and started to suck his mouth in earnest. Jonah
responded with equally hot kissing. Then I could feel how the
flow of his piss suddenly stopped.
- "Steve, I still have some piss left -- you want to drink it
or do I let it go in my pants?", Jonah suddenly asked.
Shit, how considerate of him!
- "Guess two times, my sweet piss-boy! Of course I want to
drink it!", I answered. "Thanks for asking", I added grateful.
I lifted Jonah off my lap and helped him stand up on the
bench. Having him standing in front of me I could just
conveniently bury my face into his already very wet crotch. I
wrapped my arms around his butt and squeezed him tightly to my
face, enjoying the pungent aroma his shorts were very much
emitting. I felt the softness inside the back of his shorts,
just filled with some hot and fresh boy shit. I pushed and
squeezed the warm mass through the shorts, knowing it would so
nicely spread all the more around his butt cheeks. Brown
liquid was dribbling down Jonah's smooth, slender thighs and
all the way down to his feet. The mixed smell of his piss and
shit made me simply crazy of lust again.
I started to suck his soaked shorts, savoring the heavenly boy
piss aroma on them. I sucked the absorbed piss into my mouth
and gulped it down greedily. Then I felt the fabric getting
all warm and dripping wet when Jonah apparently let go his
bladder again. I tried to adjust his dick into my mouth
through the fabric, but it wasn't just so easy, so I quickly
took the front of his shorts down and adjusted his still
forcefully peeing little dick all the way into my mouth. This
way I didn't have to lose a drop of that wonderful boy-nectar.
How great the taste was again! Not to mention the unbeatable
aroma of his boy-poop that grew very strong in my nose the
very moment I drew his shorts down.
I was enjoying the warm drink to the fullest, feeling the
whole of his little boy dick with my tongue, caressing and
tickling its sensitive head all around. How delicious the
taste of it was! I was steadily going into the seventh heaven
once again. But finally -- all too soon -- the flow of his
piss died out. So much had already gone into his pants and to
the ground. I had my hands behind his butt, feeling the soft
mass that was expelled into his shorts just a few moments ago.
It was still very warm, and the smell was strong and utterly
arousing.
- "Aaahhh", Jonah sighed in very obvious contentment and
pleasure. "That was the best shit I've ever taken! Never has
pooping or pissing felt so good!", he continued in clear
wonderment.
- "I know what you're talking about", I replied. Yes, I knew
shitting and pissing into your pants felt so much better if
you got a lit cigarette between your lips. I always combined
cigarette and shitting my pants (or diapers), and hardly ever
had I one without the other. "You know, it's the nicotine that
enhances the sensation by increasing your body's neural
activity, especially if you're not a regular smoker and
desensitised to nicotine's effect -- which you are not,
obviously", I explained.
- "I see...", said Jonah. "That must be it, since I've pooped
and pissed my pants so many times and never has it felt even
close to this good!", he continued. "You'll have to let me
smoke more often!", he then suggested, smirking mischievously.
- "Oh well, we'll just have to see about that...", I replied,
not really wanting him to smoke a lot -- but then again, I was
reluctant to deny him that pleasure, either.
And I did have to admit that I found it extremely cute to see
a little boy smoke. It's again one of those things that look
just so adorable seeing a little boy acting in an adult way.
Of course, sex was the same; according to our society, it's
exclusively an adult thing, which alone makes a little boy
doing sexual things just so totally irresistible.
Alcohol would be in the same category, but so far I'd never
let Jonah have any, even though I had been thinking of giving
him a little try at some point. It's just that his mother
probably wouldn't approve that -- were she to know, of course.
She didn't know of our smoking habits, either, so maybe there
wouldn't be so much of a difference. Anyway, I was still
waiting for the right opportunity, if that was to arise at
some point.
At that precise point, however, I made note of having an
extremely hard erection, and I felt I needed to do something
for it. But I didn't need to think long before Jonah gave me
the solution to that dilemma.
- "Steve please could you fuck me, please! I need something to
fill my ass now that it's so empty again, pleeeze?!...", Jonah
begged.
I didn't need to think twice, regardless of the fact that we
were out in a completely public place, where anyone could spot
us easily at the moment they came near. But I was way too
horny to care about that -- actually, on the contrary, knowing
the risk of being exposed when being intimate with Jonah
actually only added to the excitement I felt. It was like it'd
been a proof of some even greater bond we had between each
other, some ultimate connection that nothing else could
disturb.
I was all frenzy with lust by then; my actions were controlled
by my sexual instincts alone and very little by my common
sense -- which probably would've made me very cautious about
what I was about to do next, had it had any power over my
actions. But it didn't, I was in another world with my sex-
craving little lover boy.
I quickly took the front of my shorts down so that my dick
could spring up free, and started to turn Jonah around so that
he had his back towards me. I instructed him to get down so
that he was standing on the ground his feet on both sides of
the bench. I took his shorts down to his knees, so that all of
his mouth-watering, completely boy-shit-covered bubble butt
came in sight. Jonah got rid of his T-shirt himself, exposing
the upper half of his perfect, slender little-boy-body
completely to me. The shirt flew in a long arc away from our
way, ending up hanging from a branch in a tree.
There was a good load of steaming, fresh shit piled up in his
shorts. I couldn't resist dipping my finger in the delicious
mass and taking some of the boy-matter in my mouth. While
enjoying the wonderful taste of fresh boy shit, I also took
another deep puff from my cigarette, closed my eyes, and
decided this must be how it feels to be in heaven.
Then I got a wicked idea: what if I blow a lungful of smoke
into Jonah's hiney? I needed to try this. I inhaled my lungs
full of smoke again, leant forward, pressed my mouth tight
around Jonah's glistening, shitty hole, pushed my tongue
inside to open it, and blew all that I had in my lungs inside.
- "Aww! That's neat!", shouted Jonah, feeling his rectum
filling up with warm air and smoke.
I retracted my now shit-covered face from his shitty buttocks,
and suggested him to hold it a little.
- "Feel like farting?", I asked smirking.
- "Ooh, yeah", Jonah said with his eyes round, then letting
out a loud fart with a puff of smoke from his anus.
I hadn't seen anything as hilarious as that in a long time,
and burst out laughing with all my might. Jonah realized at
once what it was that was so funny, seeing the cloud behind
him himself, and joined my laughter. We just laughed, and
laughed, until we were all spent and quite sore in our
stomachs. Nothing beats a good laugh once in a while!
Or, then I realized, there sure is one thing that does... and
I was just asked to do it with the absolutely most arousing
creature in the universe, the greatest creation mankind knows
of. I was asked to fuck him, to couple with him, to fill up
his empty rectum with my awaiting man-meat. To shoot my love
juice deep inside his divine body. I stopped laughing and
concentrated again on what I had to do real soon now.
I was still holding him steadily by his slender hips, and
started to guide his lovely shitty butt towards my very erect
dick. The shit was still filling up his crack and felt
wonderfully warm and soft on the tip of my penis when I
touched it. The smell was completely intoxicating. Pulling
Jonah still closer I started to feel his waiting hole with my
glans. There was close to no resistance having the tip plunged
all the way into his hot shitty hole, still being relaxed from
pushing all of the boy-shit out. I continued pulling Jonah
against me, experiencing pleasure beyond imagination. I felt
my shaft getting all the way deeper and deeper into his warm,
loose, silky cavity, while puffing my cigarette more and more
intently to increase the effect of the act.
Soon I could feel Jonah's butt cheeks touching my belly and
the fresh shit getting all mangled up with my pubic hair. I
was all the way in Jonah's sweet little butt again. The
sensations were overwhelming. Jonah was moaning in obvious
ecstasy; I realized my dick must've been pressing his
prostate. I was very close to the same state as well, feeling
the indescribable warmth and tightness around my very hard
shaft. I started kissing Jonah's neck and ears and cheeks and
all over him, where-ever I could reach, at the same time
squeezing his smooth-skinned back tightly against my chest and
his slender butt against my crotch. Both of us moaned in
complete ecstasy. Neither of us would've noticed anything even
if a hundred people had sneaked on us. We just couldn't care
less.
I could wait no more. I lowered Jonah's slender body so that
he was lying on his stomach on the bench, his spread legs
hanging on both sides of it. I was still all the way inside
him. Brown, smelly shit was spread around my pubes and all
over Jonah's butt cheeks. I started to slowly pull out from
his hole so that just the tip was left inside. I watched in
awe how his hole stretched so easily around my swollen member,
keeping it in such a wonderful grip. Then I started to push
back in, and Jonah was grunting and moaning very loudly now. I
slowly started to quicken my movements in and out of his
beautiful love hole. More shit poured out. My dick was
completely covered by his steamy shit, which was acting as the
greatest lubricant in our frenzied love-making.
I grabbed some of the warm shit on my hand and started to
spread it on Jonah's bare back. I reached my hands also to his
chest, spreading the brown substance all over his upper body,
tickling his erect nipples on the way. He was obviously
enjoying the gesture, as the moaning only increased when he
felt my hands spreading the warm substance on his smooth boy
body, causing the lovely smell of boy shit grow stronger and
stronger. I took both my hands on his little boy nipples to
caress and tickle them, generating even more moans from him.
While fervently fucking Jonah's ass, completely crazy of lust
for him, I felt the greatest admiration about his ultimate
beauty; the slender, very boyish form of his back and his
neck; the smooth, flawless skin; the cutest looking hair a boy
could have; the perfect features of his face. He was so
beautiful! God be praised for making this masterpiece of
creation and sending him in my life!
And seeing that beauty moaning and panting from ultimate
sexual lust enjoying my pounding right into his ass to the
fullest; having most of his upper torso covered and glistening
by his own shit; smelling and tasting all boy with the nice
addition of the tangy boy-piss and boy-shit; I simply couldn't
get more excited in all my life than what I was with Jonah
right then and there!
Soon I was pushing in and pulling out in fast, long movements,
and I was getting real close to my orgasm. Again I could tell
that so was Jonah, I knew it from the frenzied moans and
frantic wiggling of his whole body. I could feel my balls
starting to boil. The orgasmic sensation started to take over
my whole body. I vigorously pushed myself into Jonah, all the
way in to the last millimeter I had to offer, pulling Jonah's
body against me with all my might.
I could feel the back of his rectum with the tip of my rock
hard dick. I was as deep inside him as one could possibly get.
His rectal muscles were squeezing my pole with unimaginable
strength, causing an enormous power-up to the soon-to-be
orgasmic high. The tightness of Jonah's silky rectum had
completed its mission on my dick. My semen started to erupt
inside Jonah more violently than what I had ever experienced.
- "Aaaaahhhhh, I'm cumming, ohhhh, unghhh, I'm shooting inside
your lovely ass now, wowww, ouugghhhh....", I shouted in
desperation. Load after load of hot sperm spurted deep inside
Jonah's slender little body.
At that very moment, also Jonah reached his loud climax,
starting to arch his back really hard and squeezing his hole
tight, milking my cum still oozing from my piss slit inside
him. He was panting and grunting and yelping, and so was I. We
were both completely frantic. I thought I had already shot my
nuts all empty, but the scenery and the sounds of the
beautiful whimpering little boy beneath me, and the strong
suction I felt on my dick, caused still more semen to spurt
out of my dick. I hadn't thought it possible I could cum so
much and for so long.
Soon the worst was over and we started to calm down. Both were
still panting. I pulled Jonah up and squeezed him tight
against my chest to feel his wonderful warmth on my skin.
Lazily he looked up and I took his lips into my mouth, giving
him the wettest kiss, and he eagerly responded. We french-
kissed for a whole while.
Then I remembered that whereas Jonah had just relieved himself
a few minutes ago into his pants and into my mouth, I still
had all my piss and shit inside me -- and there were loads of
both of them there. Still kissing and my dick still inside
Jonah's anus, I started to concentrate on relieving myself. It
didn't take much effort to start emptying myself from both
ends simultaneously; with one good push, the golden liquid
started flowing inside Jonah's rectum, whereas the warm brown
mass from my own rectum started to extrude into my shorts,
along with loud squishy sounds.
Suddenly Jonah broke the kiss.
- "You're pissing inside me again!", he shouted with a wide
smile, clearly not at all offended by the surprise.
- "Yes I am, my darling piss-boy", I answered smilingly,
returning back to kissing him, letting the piss flow so
wonderfully inside him, at the same time enjoying the feeling
of having my shorts filled with my own warm shit. We kept
kissing like that for quite a time, both of us soaked with our
own piss and shit, surrounded by the very strong smell of our
excrements.
****
Finally we began to calm down, and I carefully lifted Jonah up
so that my dick slipped out of his hole with the already
familiar plopping sound. A small amount of my piss squirted
out of his hole on the already very wet bench, but Jonah did
his best to keep most of it inside.
- "Thanks for filling me up, I needed that!", Jonah said with
a joyful tone in his voice, and kissed me one more time on the
lips.
- "Any time, my love", I answered, genuinely meaning that and
returning the kiss.
- "I felt empty already, but it feels great to have your cum
and piss in my butt! I'm gonna keep it inside as long as I
can", he said determinedly. He started to pull his very shitty
shorts back on, and I followed the lead.
- "Hey, you shitted your pants too!", remarked Jonah with a
gleeful grin, seeing as well as smelling the outcome of my
recent workout.
- "Uh-oh, have I had an accident too, oh dear!", I replied
grinning back, tying the strings of my shorts back on. I could
see a complete understanding and agreement on Jonah's smiling
face. We both really understood the fun of excreting ourselves
-- and each other.
****
I couldn't get my eyes off his delicious butt on the saddle of
his bike while pedaling back towards home. His shorts were all
wet in the front, but the back was still mostly dry, as he had
been standing while releasing his piss in his shorts, and most
of the piss had dripped out through the front. There was just
a slightly damp spot right at his hole caused by the shit I
knew was there, squishing against the saddle, spreading all
over his bubble butt. It was easy for me to imagine what it
was like for him, as I, too, had my shorts full of my own
shit, which had by now spread all around my ass and my crotch
due to the pressure of my weight on the saddle.
Too bad I didn't have any piss left in my bladder, as it
would've been nice to warm myself up a little around the
crotch area while riding my bike there in the woods with
Jonah; the wetness in my shorts had already gone quite cold,
so a couple squirts of warm piss into my pants should've felt
good. But all of my piss for now was stored inside Jonah's
rectum. Thinking of that, however, made it all up for me; I
enjoyed thinking of the fact more than I possibly could've
enjoyed pissing my shorts then.
Jonah kept giving these knowing glances at me, with that very
happy expression on his face. We were most definitely sharing
something very sacred between just the two of us, something
that we knew both of us enjoyed immensely. Then Jonah spoke
up.
- "It feels great having your piss and cum inside my butt,
Steve", he commented. "And when I sit on the saddle, it feels
even better! The shit spreads around real nicely all over my
butt, and the pressure inside my butt feels awesome!"
- "I think I know the feeling -- even though I've never had
anyone else's cum and piss inside me", I replied jokingly.
Jonah laughed at that.
- "Also it's lots of fun having the shit spread all over my
back and belly under the t-shirt. I feel it on my skin, it
kinda tickles a little... and I sure also smell it -- which I
love!", he added.
- "I think I know that feeling, too, my sweet lover-boy", I
replied. "I'd love to be like that, too..."
- "You know, my shorts are getting pretty cold... maybe I
should warm them up a little", he suddenly said.
I knew what he was talking about. And sure enough, soon the
back of his shorts started to turn dark as the fluid in his
butt started to come out and dribble off the saddle. Then
Jonah got standing on the pedals, pushed his bubble butt as
high back as he could, and another stream of liquid forced
itself out of his butthole, widening the dark spot on the back
of his shorts. Streams of brown liquid flowed down his legs
and down towards his feet. Jonah's shoes must've started to
fill up with wetness, so voluminous the flow seemed. I found
the sight extremely appealing and very arousing -- especially
knowing it was my piss and cum that was running down his legs.
- "Aahhh, that's so much better", he sighed sitting back on
his saddle, smiling. "Hehe, it feels funny to sit on the
saddle, the poop in my pants is all squishy and warm again!",
he remarked. I knew it, I wished I could make that happen too,
my pants were feeling pretty cold already...
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JONAH -- THE BOY OF SURPRISES
Chapter 5: Stretching exercises
(m/b, oral, anal, scat, urination)
It was way past lunch-time when we got back home, so I hurried
with making us something to eat. I decided I'd rely on the
frozen pizzas I always had in my freezer, and which I knew
Jonah liked. They were also fast to make, so in no time we
were at the table munching our pizzas and drinking Coke.
- "You know, I've had things much thicker than your dick in my
ass", he suddenly blurted out.
- "Oh well, so you think I'm too thin for you, is that it?", I
replied faking being offended by the remark.
- "No, of course not!", he immediately corrected with a
seemingly honest seriousness. "Nothing feels better in my ass
than your dick!", he assured, and to convince his honesty to
me he reached out to grab my crotch and squeezed my dick with
a glowing smile.
- "Well, I knew that of course", I assured him, which made him
press his hand even tighter at my crotch. I felt my dick
starting to rise immediately. "So, what are the thickest
things you've had in your ass, then?", I asked.
- "Well, you know those black vegetables called eggplant?
They're the biggest that I've had, and the biggest have been
much larger than my hand, which I can push in easily any time
nowadays. I've also sneaked mom's wine bottles a few times,
and I can get some of them inside as well", he announced with
a definite pride in his voice. "It's taken a lot of training,
though, I still remember the times I could hardly take a
cucumber inside me", he continued. "But nowadays, it only
takes a good relaxing and a good load of Vaseline or hand
lotion and I can get even the bigger ones in. It's a lot of
fun, have you ever tried?"
Once again, I was amazed about what he was just telling me.
Amazed on the other hand about whether it really was true,
that he had been actively training to loosen his butthole for
so long already at his age, and having actually made so good
progress at it, but also amazed that he was telling me such a
thing in so complete honesty. Was he up to something again?
Probably yes, if I knew him at all.
- "Oh, well, yeah, I have, and yes, I think it's a lot of fun,
too. But when I first tried to get something that big inside
my ass, I was already an adult! At your age I would've never
even dreamt of shoving something so big through my butthole! I
only used carrots and other things not much thicker than that
at your age. Are you sure you haven't hurt yourself while
doing that?!", I asked him a little concerned.
- "Of course! Sure it hurts a little the first time I push
them in, but as soon as I get relaxed, it only feels so good!
I always let them stay inside me for a couple minutes until I
relax properly, and only then start to move them in and out of
my hole. You know, like you fuck me."
He sure seemed to be a natural talent. Wow, I was impressed.
No wonder it had been so easy for me to penetrate him. But I
certainly knew what he was talking about; I did know anus
could stretch to many times it's natural size over time when
properly trained, without any harm or even risk of getting
hurt. You'll just have to be careful not taking too big steps
at a time, increasing the size of the dildos gradually, little
by little. And it seems this boy of mine had indeed
internalized that approach well.
Then I remembered a question I still had for Jonah that wasn't
answered.
- "By the way, how did you learn about butt-fucking, because
that's the term you used yesterday? Have you been fucked
before by someone?", I asked, concerned.
- "No, of course not!", Jonah replied, as if almost offended
by me suggesting it. "You are my only one, and I don't want
anybody else to fuck me!"
- "Okay, sweetheart, I'm glad to hear you think that way. But
where did you learn the term?", I asked again.
- "I've heard some older boys in school talk about that, but
I've never done it with anybody else than you -- you gotta
believe me!", my little boy cried out.
- "Of course I believe you! I'm sorry I got you even think
otherwise. You're my little lover and I'm so happy to know for
sure that I'm your only one!", I said soothing him out. "You
know, you're also my only one, I've never fucked anybody else,
and you're the only lover I want!", I added reassuringly.
A relieved smile spread on Jonah's adorable face and he seemed
to relax.
- "So, anyway, I was thinking of something if you'd like to do
with me...", he then said.
- "What is it?", I asked, still mesmerized by the awe and
admiration of the wonderful little boy I had there with me.
- "Well, if you'd like to try the same thing that I did to you
last night?...", he said a little warily.
Now what was he referring to? Surely not to fisting?! No way,
my fist could never fit through his ring, that one was for
sure. All right, he could relax his muscles and it seemed easy
enough for him to be penetrated by me and having even his own
fist in his butt -- but my hand, no way, that could never fit
in without causing some severe damage! That would be
impossible.
- "What do you mean?! Do what?!", I asked.
- "Well, I'd never had anyone else's whole hand inside my
butt, and I'd really like to try..."
- "Oh no, no way, you know I'd tear you apart, you little boy!
My fist could never fit inside your hole and you know that!",
I exclaimed. "And I don't want to hurt you, you should know
that, too!"
- "I know, I know, but could we at least try, could we?? I'll
say at once if it starts to hurt too much, please?! I'd just
like to try it at least, pleeeeze!", he started whining. "I'm
sure I've had things in my butt larger than your hand, you
know, I told you already!", he reassured.
- "I don't know if that's such a good idea...", I still
insisted. But coming to think of it, trying it would probably
be the only way to prove him that it wouldn't work. And I
certainly had nothing against touching his butthole, so if
that was what he wanted, then why not.
- "Well, all right, we can try it, so you'll see it can never
fit in. As you surely know, I've got no complaints about
fingering your butthole, so why shouldn't we try it then", I
said, giving him a grin, which he readily returned.
- "Yess! Thanks", he said and leaned forward to give me a
quick kiss at my mouth. "I know I can do it!"
- "But let's eat these pizzas first, shall we?", I added with
a grin, still sure that this time he was wrong.
****
Jonah let us lose no time after we had had our pizzas and
practically dragged me to the bedroom right after I had put
the last piece of my pizza into my mouth. In no time Jonah was
stark naked, hurrying me to lose my clothes as well. The
anticipation in Jonah's face was touching.
I always stored a reserve of lube in the drawer of my
nightstand, even though so far I had only had use for it with
myself. But there's always the first time. I had a jar of both
the traditional Vaseline and also lotion called "Adam & Eve
Anal Lube". While Vaseline was good for most situations, I
thought Adam & Eve was even a little better lubing the anal
ring for penetration with thick things, as it had Lidocaine in
it as a desensitizing component -- and anal penetration was
what it was meant for, anyway. So that's what I took out of
the drawer.
- "Wow, what's that?", exclaimed Jonah.
- "Well, with this you won't get hurt so much trying the
impossible. It's the best lube I've come up with when trying
to get big things inside my butthole, even better than
Vaseline", I answered, taking off the cover. "It helps you to
relax your hole better and reduces the pain. Which position do
you want to try first?", I asked him.
- "This way", he answered positioning himself lying on his
back on the bed, raising his legs up high. "So that I can see
you when you push your arm inside of me", he grinned. He took
his hands behind his knees pulling them up until they touched
his shoulders. His butt was very much exposed to me, and boy,
did it look delicious once again!
I squeezed some of the lube to my right hand and started
spreading it around and inside his pink, puckered love hole.
True enough, he did have a well-trained hole, as three of my
fingers sank in as a flash without even an attempt, and there
was absolutely no mark of discomfort on Jonah's face. But then
again, three fingers was nothing yet compared to a whole fist.
- "Feels wicked! The lube burns a little, but it feels
great!", Jonah exclaimed contemplating to the lube's
desensitizing effect on his hole.
I went on spreading the lube generously around and inside his
hole, and I felt how the ring got all the time looser. I
decided to take along a fourth finger, and it slipped inside
with ease as well. I was starting to wonder how large he
actually was able to stretch his anal muscles, this was
already more than the thickness of my dick. Well, did he
really say a wine bottle? That can't be! Unless maybe it was
one of those thinner ones, just maybe then it could be
possible. But certainly not a regular-sized wine bottle! I
still had my doubts.
He started to moan in obvious pleasure.
- "No discomfort at all, huh?", I asked.
- "Huh, no, it feels great, silly!", he responded with an
obvious determination. "Push more in!", he commanded.
Well, I'll be damned, I thought. This boy did have a loose
butthole! The hole seemed to have grown larger by diameter
than what my four fingers could actually fill, even though I
was in all the way to my first knuckles and more. I could see
the red flesh of his insides while pulling out, and the ring
didn't even squeeze my fingers when I had them in past my
first knuckles. Oh boy, I couldn't believe this was true.
Jonah really seemed to master the technique of getting big
things inside his ass. He truly must've been training his butt
a lot!
I decided we'd still need a little more lube and took my hand
completely out of his hole. The hole remained completely open,
giving a clear view straight inside his rectum. His anal ring
seemed comically large in comparison to his otherwise small
frame, and it didn't even look like it was fully stretched
yet. Could it really be possible for me to have my whole fist
inside after all? It was hard to believe, but I had promised
to try, so I took my hand at his hole again along with a
handful of more lube.
This time I used all my five fingers. Finally I began to feel
some resistance, when I had all the five of them inside almost
to the second knuckles. Jonah started to moan more loudly
staring at the ceiling with his eyes wide open. I started to
finger-fuck him with a quickening pace, taking the fingers all
the way out and shoving them back each time a little deeper. I
was sure this was as deep as I could get -- which was already
a whole lot for a little boy of ten!
- "Ohh, uhh, push more, uuh, it feels so good!", Jonah shouted
in growing ecstasy. I was really stretching his anus now. Holy
shit, could he really take even more?
Well, a promise is a promise, so I started to slowly put more
pressure on his widened hole, but now with a close care. The
hole still seemed to grow larger and larger, far beyond what I
could've ever believed without seeing it with my own eyes. I
could no longer be sure of anything about his ability to
stretch his anus.
Jonah took both of his hands on his butt-cheeks to stretch the
hole even wider, by then already panting and whining in all
the more growing ecstasy. Suddenly he got real loud.
- "Push! Push, dammit! Now! Fuck me with that fist!! Shit!
Fuck! Do it! Fuck me!", he shouted in complete desperation.
As horny as I had already got feeling and seeing Jonah under
this treatment, the dirty language coming from his angelic
little face made me even hornier, so I started to push with
again a little more force, getting my hand all the way almost
to my second knuckles. I thought I must now really be as deep
as I could ever get. It was already much further inside I
could ever have believed.
- "Push it in, now, dammit, do you hear me, I said fuck me
with that fist!!", he shouted with a kind of determination I
had never heard him use before. Perplexed of the situation, I
pushed even more, and suddenly, I felt something giving up,
and the whole of my fist went in! Unbelievable! He did know
it, the son of a bitch, he did know he could do this. And I
hadn't believed it -- I still couldn't believe it! He had all
of my adult fist inside his rectum, in his sweet little-boy
hole, the little wrinkled asshole that had seemed so tiny
before the work-out, but was now anything but little; the anal
ring was stretched to such proportions that it was hard to
believe what you saw.
- "AWW, oouucchhh, uuuhhh, yeah, keep it in, uuuhh, yess,
yess, this is great, yeah!...", he shouted and wailed and
moaned. "Yeah! I said I could take it! Now you see! I can do
it!", he continued shouting, his eyes wide open, staring at
the ceiling. Jonah most seemingly was completely overtaken by
utmost sexual lust and feelings never before experienced.
It was miraculous for me as well. My hand was surrounded by
immense heat and just awesome softness. It was like I had had
my hand in a tight silk glove, except this was much softer,
wetter and hotter, and the pressure of his anal ring around my
wrist was overwhelming. I couldn't speak out a word, I was so
mesmerized about the situation. I realized I had become fully
hard myself, and was already leaking some precum.
- "You sure you're ok, Jonah?!", I had to ask, and sure hoped
to hear a positive answer.
- "Aah! More than ok, it feels so good, uuh, I feel so very
full... ungh... yeah... keep it going, Steve!", he managed
between the moans.
I felt the silky insides of his rectum with the whole of my
hand. His anal ring was stretched around my wrist, feeling
completely indescribable to my hand. The hole was now
stretched much more than I had ever seen. A silly thought came
to me: now did he even feel anything when I fucked him the
usual way, now that his hole seemed to be so well-trained to
accommodate so much larger things?
Then I felt something mushy moving inside his rectum, which
was not at all unexpected; surely there's shit inside one's
rectum most of the time. It was warm and soft, and from what I
could feel it had just entered the rectum from his transverse
colon; when I started, it had felt all empty. I knew that
usually happens when you irritate your anus enough; even if
you have your rectum empty at first, whatever you have further
up inside your intestines tends to move towards the rectum
when the back passage is irritated.
Jonah's hot shit felt wonderful wrapping all around my hand. I
felt the insides of his rectum all over with my fingers,
probing the entrance of his transverse colon expanded wide
open by the shit entering the rectum. I squeezed my hand into
a fist, and the shit inside my hand squeezed out between my
fingers.
- "Ohh, yeah, do that again!", Jonah breathed. He seemingly
had quite pleasurable feelings in his butt when I squeezed my
hand. No wonder, as my fist inevitably must've pushed against
his prostate gland; there's only so much room for it to move
around in there anyway.
Obviously, I had become quite horny myself, too, while doing
this to Jonah. I had a raging hard-on, and my dick was oozing
loads of precum. I felt I had to do something to it soon.
- "Darling, may I enter you with my pathetic tiny dick? It
feels so left-out and lonely when it's not getting any of the
hard action here in your butt...", I pleaded, but with an
obvious banter in my tone.
- "Oh, please, yes!", he replied. "And hey, it's not pathetic,
it's awesome, and I do want it in my butt right now!", he
added. "And I want it to squirt lots and lots of semen inside
me as soon as possible!"
He certainly knew what to say to make me happy.
I kept on feeling his insides with my hand for just a while
longer, until I could wait no more, and prepared to take my
hand out of his body. Then I thought I'd try something. I'd
try to take my hand out clenched into a fist. That way his
sphincter would have to stretch even wider than when I entered
him with my fingers straight, but I figured the hole should be
more relaxed by now. If he could do this, I'd really have to
admit I was wrong and he was right.
I slowly started to pull my fist out, and began to feel the
growing resistance. At the same time Jonah started to moan
louder.
- "Aww, ouuhhhh, yeah, so wicked, angghh, it hurts, it's so
great!!", he moaned. "It's stretchingggggghhhhhh.... so much!
Oh shiiiiitttt!!" Jonah was completely delirious with the
super feelings on is butthole.
I continued pulling with more force. His sphincter stretched
to unbelievable magnitudes. It was hard to believe what I saw.
I could never have believed a 10-year-old boy's anus could
stretch that much. The hole was almost as wide as his one butt
cheek, for god's sake! It was as if he was giving birth, the
proportions of the hole in comparison to his small frame were
so comical. Jonah was yelping loudly and in extremely high
little-boy pitch -- not yelps of pain but clearly of great
sexual pleasure.
Finally my fist plopped out completely, leaving Jonah's hole
gaping open and so large I could only marvel at the sight in
awe. All of his shit-filled intestines were there for all the
world to watch, as the hole seemed not to close at all even
after my hand left the silky tunnel. Shit was pouring out of
the distended hole and strong squirts of piss started to fly
on Jonah's chest and face and well above his head onto the
pillow. He was still totally overtaken by complete ecstasy.
I took his outpoured shit in my hand and started to push it
back inside where it belonged. Which wasn't all that difficult
taken how large his hole was. I pushed my whole hand inside
again in an attempt to leave as much of the shit there as I
could.
- "Your delicious shit was almost to escape from your lovely
hole!", I said to him. "But I pushed it back inside as well as
I could." What I said made Jonah to giggle. "Now clench your
hole shut, so it stays there", I commanded.
As he squeezed his hole a little, I carefully pulled my hand
out so that most of the shit stayed inside. The rest of the
hot shit that I still had all over my hand I took to my real
hard cock, covering it with the hot, brown matter all over.
Jonah looked closely to the procedure, panting, and seemingly
anxious for having my dick inside his hole soon.
- "Nice lube you provided, Jonah, thanks!", I said. "Warm and
real nice. And smells so good..." Both of us giggled, Jonah
still panting heavily.
Once my dick was lubed all around with his shit I smeared the
rest of it to his smooth, hairless crotch and thighs, and some
on my own belly. The odor was very strong, and both Jonah's
and my crotches were now all brown. What was left of his shit
on my hand, I took to my face and smeared it all over my
cheeks, my nose and my forehead, then licking my fingers as
clean as I could. I would've wanted to see myself in a mirror
then.
The taste and smell of the little boy's shit filled all my
senses, making me the horniest man ever. I almost felt I could
cum right there without even touching myself, but I
concentrated on avoiding that, as I really wanted to get
inside that beautiful boy of mine with my hard cock first.
After cooling down a little, just looking deep down into my
lover-boy's eyes, I aimed my rock-hard, shitty shaft to his
entrance. It felt wonderfully slippery and warm on my glans.
At that moment an overwhelming need to kiss Jonah came over me
and I bent over him, taking his face to my hands and pressing
my lips forcefully against his, and pushed my tongue inside
his tasty mouth. I loved that boy so awfully much that there
were absolutely no words to express the magnitude of my
feelings. Both of us started to moan loudly in our frenzied
kissing.
I still had the head of my dick probing at the entrance of his
exposed anus. I had his legs on top of my shoulders spreading
his shitty ass cheeks nicely apart. While still french-
kissing, I started to ease my dick inside his body. His anus
felt so wonderful and inviting. There was close to no
resistance, and slowly my dick started to sink in. Enormous
heat surrounded my hard shaft, as I got deeper and deeper. I
felt the soft and warm shit inside him making room to my
invading shaft and starting to enfold around it.
I couldn't decide anymore which was causing me more pleasure,
kissing his lovely mouth or sliding inside his beautiful,
slender boy ass. Soon, though, the feelings emanating from my
dick started to take precedence, and I lost concentration on
our kissing. I was all the way inside now. I felt his tiny
ball sack pressing against my crotch, and my pubic bush being
tightly pressed against his smooth, hairless, shit-covered
crotch. Even though I couldn't actually see it with my eyes,
my mind was filled with a sight of Jonah's hairless crotch,
his hard little cocklet and his distended anus, all covered by
fresh, brown, smelly boy shit, and my hard cock being
penetrated deep down into his bowels. I was a millimeter away
from cumming right then and there.
I concentrated hard on not giving up yet, stopping all
movement for a while to avoid further irritation on my super-
sensitive cock. I could think of nothing else than the feeling
of heat and smoothness of Jonah's skin against mine, and the
wonderful warmth and pressure around the shaft of my dick. I
thought there was no way I could hold myself from release very
much longer.
I started to kiss Jonah again fervently, digging my tongue as
deep into his mouth as I could, Jonah responding at the very
same way. I felt his tongue and his perfect teeth and his wet
and slippery lips, and all over the insides of his mouth with
my invading tongue. I smelled and tasted the delicious boy
shit spread around our now brown faces and lips.
At the same time, I started to slowly hump against his ass
again. I knew that this time I was not to survive from this,
but I was ready for what was to come. Both of us were panting
and moaning in complete ecstasy, sucking each others lips and
tongues with our mouths, our hands wildly caressing and
squeezing each other's naked shit- and piss-covered bodies.
I could feel Jonah's warm shit I had re-deposited in his butt
squishing around my shaft by each push in, and by each pull
out, coming out of him little by little. I knew there was
already a good load of boy shit piled up around the root of my
shaft, all entangled with my pubic hair. The wet slapping
sound that it made each time I rooted him was music to my
ears. I was getting closer and closer, inevitably, with no way
back.
I could say from Jonah's moaning and panting that he was also
just about to enter into his climax. I sure as hell had
pounded my dick against his prostate gland a lot already,
taken the pace I had been humping him and the direction I had
purposefully aimed my pole at. I also could feel I had now
myself entered the realm of the ultimate ecstasy where there
was no turning back anymore. I quickened my pace ever the more
pumping my hard penis in and out of his shitty hole in as long
strokes as it was possible and as fast as I could. Once again,
I started to feel the familiar pressure raising from the
depths of my balls, suddenly making a forceful rush of semen
starting to exit from my swollen testicles towards my piss
tube. At exactly the same moment I heard Jonah starting to
yell and shriek from the depths of his lungs and to stiffen
his slender body in an obviously violent orgasm.
The timing was perfect. We reached our climaxes at exactly the
same moment. Spurt after spurt of my thick semen flew into the
depths of Jonah's little ten-year-old body. I was sure he
must've felt it splattering against the walls of his hot
rectum, so strong were the spurts. Both of us were howling
like animals -- which is what we in essence were at that
moment, completely captured by uncontrollable lust. I kept on
exploding inside of him, spurt after spurt, while still
pumping violently in and out of his worked-out hole.
It was as if we had been captured inside some weird anomaly in
time and space continuum, everything felt like it was in slow
motion. The whole universe centered around our coupling,
around our two bodies emanating ultimate sexual energy and
lust. There were no others and nothing else in the whole
universe than just the two of us making this passionate love.
My dick seemed to keep on spurting endlessly, and my orgasm
didn't seem to end at all. It seemed the same way with Jonah
as well. We just moaned and grunted, yelled and shrieked, out
of uncontrollable lust. Both of our bodies were writhing and
squirming evidently out of control.
Eventually things started to slow down, though. I had no
recollection of how many spurts of my semen I had expelled
into his guts, but it felt like a whole lot. I felt completely
emptied and utterly exhausted. I couldn't hold myself up on my
elbows but collapsed on top of Jonah, resting my whole weight
on top of him. Both of us were panting very hard.
Neither of us had said anything during the whole workout, it
had been so intensive. And now that it was over, we were all
too exhausted to even keep our eyes open. Lazily, we turned to
our sides still tightly clung to each other, and soon enough,
we were both sound asleep.
****
Once again I was wakened up by Jonah kissing my mouth. It was
morning already, the sun was shining brightly, lighting up the
whole room. Jonah had moved on top of me while I was still
asleep, and was now looking straight at me with a great loving
look in his eyes. What a wonderful way to wake up, I thought.
It couldn't possibly have been any greater.
Seeing that I had now wakened up, Jonah started talking.
- "You remember Justin, my cousin?"
For a while, I had no idea what he was talking about. I didn't
remember Jonah having any cousins.
- "He's three years old, you've seen him once in the
playground."
Then I did remember, of course, that one. I hadn't thought
about them primarily as cousins, as they were so different in
age; Justin was still almost a baby, only two years old when I
had seen him.
But I did remember him well. Usually I didn't pay so much
attention to boys that young, but Justin had been just cute as
button! I remember being actually quite perplexed feeling that
way to somebody that young, as usually I didn't find boys
under five or six so very attractive, but this one had been a
clear exception to the rule; I had been very much drawn to
him. There had been something really extraordinary in his
appearance -- not just the looks, but also the way he acted,
the way he talked, and generally, the unlimited energy he
seemed to be radiating. He also seemed to be way ahead of his
age in intellectual development, judged from the way he could
already talk and throw remarks to others.
But I had forgotten about him soon, as Jonah had clearly been
my main interest, and besides, you tend to forget sooner about
the boys you know you can't possibly have yourself anyway. You
know, why torment yourself with anything that's out of your
reach? It's better to concentrate on those that are in your
life already.
But now that the memory had been drawn to the surface, I
remembered him as clear as day.
- "Oh, yeah, I remember him! He was such a cute little boy", I
replied. "Although not quite as cute as you, of course", I
felt I needed to playfully add, and stroked his cheek to
emphasize that I meant what I said. Jonah cast a happy smile
to that.
- "Anyway, um, you know... he likes to play these games a lot,
too. Sex games, I mean...", Jonah said.
That was unexpected. He was just three years old!
- "What do you mean?!", I asked back. This sounded interesting
indeed... My mind was immediately filled with images of little
Justin naked and playing with his little pee-wee and -- my
goodness -- his tiny little bubble butt! How delicious images
they were...
- "Well, when he's staying over at us, we always play with
each other after lights out. He always sleeps in my room, and
as soon as mom turns off the lights and shuts the door, he
gets into my bed with me. And then we play...", he explained.
- "Wow, sounds interesting!", I replied. "What do you do
then?", I asked, dying to know what it was they did together.
- "Pretty much the same things that you and I do. Drinking
each other's piss, sticking things into each other's butts,
sometimes playing with each other's poop...". Jonah kept
silent for a moment, and then continued. "And usually I also
fuck him", he quickly blurted out.
Jonah seemed a little anxious about what my reaction to all
this would be. Even though I was really surprised, I tried not
to show him that, but smiled instead.
- "Wow, you really do that? He likes to do all that even
though he's still so young?", I enquired, but with a happy
tone in my voice so that to put Jonah into ease as well as I
could. I wanted to hear all about this!
- "Well he's three and a half already! And yes, he does want
to do that, I never need to make him do anything. He always
climbs to my bed when the lights have been turned off. He
wants to do that every time. And always naked."
- "Well well well! I never knew you had such a playmate with
you there! Sounds like a lot of fun", I said.
- "It is -- although not as much fun as with you", he replied
smiling happily, now seemingly relaxed from the anticipation
of my reactions, and gave a long, wet kiss straight to my
mouth. Then he continued with a much more enthusiastic tone.
- "You know, we've practiced our buttholes together, and he
can stretch his hole real big, almost as big as mine. Much
bigger than I could at his age! When we use Vaseline, he can
get even the thickest cucumbers inside his hole! And it
doesn't even hurt him, he really likes the feeling when I move
it in and out of his hole. That's what he always wants me to
do. I've almost managed to get my whole hand inside his butt,
but I was afraid of hurting him so I didn't push it all the
way in as he seemed to be in a bit of pain then. But I'm
pretty sure it would go in if we used that lube you used to
me, as it really helped me to relax my butt, and it was so
close then. He really would want to get my hand inside his
butt. He can get in his own hand, but he always wants that I'd
do it to him, too. He does that to me, so it would be only
fair for me to do it back to him."
Jonah truly seemed excited talking about this. I realized he
had probably wanted to talk about Justin and him to me before,
but hadn't had the courage, probably being unsure what I'd
think about that. But now that I'd shown him I approved all
what he's been doing, he opened up and poured out everything.
- "So I was thinking... you know... he's coming at our place
next weekend, so I thought, maybe I could bring him here so we
could play all three of us together?", he continued. Once
again, I could sense there was a slight anticipation in
Jonah's voice about what I'd say to his suggestion, but he
seemed determined to get that out of the way and fired the
question away. And what an interesting question it was...
- "Oh, well, that's an interesting thought, but I don't
know... What if he tells his mom or somebody about what we do?
You know, if anybody found out, I would go straight to prison
for doing that. I would go to prison if anybody knew what you
and me do together, but I can trust you are not telling
anybody. But he's only three, can we trust him?", I asked.
- "He won't tell, I'm sure of it!", Jonah assured. "We've
agreed we never tell anybody what we do together, and it's
actually him who insists his mom must never know about what we
do. He's once been caught by his mom having a carrot in his
butt, and he got such a hiding from her that he's certain of
never telling out!"
Hmm. Now there's a prospect. Getting to witness a three-year-
old having sex with a ten-year-old! And who knows, maybe get a
piece of the action myself, too... Risks seem a bit higher
than would be necessary, but Jonah assures the word would
never get out.
- "So how would you get him here?", I asked. "Do you think
your mom and his mom would let you get him here?"
- "No problem! I've been trusted with him before, and my mom
thinks you're good company. Mom's praising you to everybody
all the time, also to Justin's mom, so I'm sure they would be
only happy to let him here with me. At least if you tell them
we wouldn't be bothering you, because that's my mom's only
concern letting me come here", Jonah rationalized.
The idea seemed extremely tempting -- mouth-wateringly so, to
say the least. So we agreed that Jonah would see if it could
be arranged. I had all faith in Jonah's ability to pull the
correct strings to make this happen -- and in a completely
safe manner.
This great plan had to be celebrated with a fuck, which my
dick was already eagerly waiting, being so rock hard on this
great Sunday morning.
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JONAH -- THE BOY OF SURPRISES
Chapter 6: Three-year-old cousin
(m/b, b/b, oral, anal, scat, urination)
It was Saturday afternoon, and the doorbell rang. Finally, I'd
been looking forward for this very excited for the whole week!
As it had turned out, Jonah had had no difficulties in
arranging his little cousin to come with him.
I opened the door, and saw two pieces of perfection standing
outside my door. Justin had grown a lot since the last time I
had seen him, and God he looked cute. The smiles on both boys'
faces were wide and their eyes radiating enthusiasm and
limitless energy.
- "Hello boys, come on in!", I greeted
Justin had his radiating eyes fixed at mine, and the wide
smile never left his little face, as the boys stepped in.
- "Steve, will you put your pee-pee in my butt?", were the
first words I heard little Justin say to me the second I got
the door closed.
What an opening! The first thing this little boy says to me
when we meet is if I could fuck him in the ass! Speechless I
turned my questioning eyes to Jonah, while Justin seemed to
turn his attention to my crotch area -- conveniently close to
his eye-level. I think Jonah blushed a little, looking back at
me, but said nothing, only grinned.
- "Jonah told me that you would. He told me you always put
your pee-pee in his butt, and that it feels great", little
Justin continued.
I still couldn't say a word out of my astonishment. How could
a boy so little talk like this?! He sure seemed such a sexual
little boy, already at the age of three! And also verbally
very much ahead of his age, it seemed. This little boy
certainly ignited the spark of lust and desire in me strong,
and I already felt extremely attracted to that little
creature.
But to really fuck him? A three-year-old boy? I had been
doubtful I could fuck a ten-year-old without causing the boy
some considerable damage -- but a three-year-old??
- "You really said that?!", I asked Jonah, openly surprised.
Jonah blushed more, but didn't loose the grin on his face.
- "Well, I said you might... Because I know you can fit in
him, we've been practicing so much together. He can get in
very thick cucumbers already, he can stretch it very well! And
besides, he insisted on me promising that you'd fuck him, or
otherwise he said he wouldn't come...", Jonah replied and
blushed even more.
Justin placed his hand directly at the growing bulge in my
pants and turned his eyes back at my eyes.
- "Will you, please? I like to have big things in my butt, and
Jonah's pee-pee is so little. Pleeeze, Steve?.....", Justin
pleaded.
Okay, so that was the deal. Justin wanted an adult cock in his
butt, and had made Jonah promise him he could have mine. Well,
taken my sexual attraction to this little boy, I couldn't say
I wasn't interested, but I still was a little reserved about
whether it could be done without causing damage to such a
little body of his. On the other hand, Jonah had proved me
wrong in this very same subject before, so maybe he was right
about this as well...
- "Justin, first of all, do you understand that none of what
we are talking about now can ever be told to anyone outside
the three of us? I mean never ever. Not even your mom, or your
friends -- no-one.", I felt necessary to be cleared out first.
- "I swear I'll never ever tell any of this to anyone but
Jonah. Jonah and I have sworn that we'll never tell anybody
about the sex stuff that we do, we swore a piss oath that we
wouldn't. And I don't want my mom to know either, so I promise
I'll never tell anybody. Swear!", little Justin assured
straight-faced, still pushing his tiny little hand at my
crotch and squeezing my cock pretty hard.
I had become rock hard under my pants, and it was obvious also
Justin could tell that, judging from the way he started to
grin at me, squeezing my package even harder. I felt so
excited.
- "Jonah, are you okay with that if we try it with Justin?", I
had to ask him. I didn't want to hurt his feelings by giving
my attention to Justin instead of him, especially as the
initial talk had only been about Jonah and Justin playing with
each other, not Justin and me. Jonah only flashed a happy
smile to that.
- "Of course it's okay, I want you to do it! I really want to
see you do it, and I'm sure it's gonna be good! Justin has
talked about nothing else with me than getting your dick
inside his butt after I told him you do it to me, he's so
excited, and so am I", Jonah reassured me.
I had had Justin in my apartment for about three minutes,
still standing at the door, and already I had agreed I'd fuck
him into his three-year-old ass. Talk about fast progress...
****
It took about two more minutes for Justin to be out of his
clothes and running stark naked around my apartment.
- "Where do we do it? On your bed? I think it's best we do it
on your bed, don't you think?", Justin babbled about so fast I
couldn't keep pace. "Take your clothes off so I can see your
pee-pee. It felt big and hard in your pants. It's gonna feel
great inside my butt. I like to have big things in there! This
bed is going to be just fine for you to put your pee-pee
inside my butt. It's very soft and comfy", Justin went on and
on. We were completely outpaced by him, his babbling seemed to
never cease. He sure seemed excited -- but so was I!
- "Jonah, why don't we get out of our clothes as well, so we
can get more comfortable", I said to him. He agreed, and soon
enough we were as naked as Justin already was, both of us
sporting really hard erections.
- "Wow, it IS big", yelled little Justin and reached out his
hand to feel my very hard penis. He couldn't nearly reach
around its girth with one hand, and only barely with two
hands. And I was going to fuck him in the ass! Could that
really happen?! Could anyone's butthole stretch so much as to
accommodate something as thick as what you barely can reach
around with your two hands?!
But I knew anal muscles are very flexible and can stretch to
quite impressive proportions, and besides, with little
children, the proportions aren't anyway the same as with
adults. And Jonah had assured I could fit -- and he had been
right before in very similar matters when I hadn't been so
sure myself -- so I was hopeful he was right here, too. I was
excited like hell about this prospect.
- "Come on already", I heard Justin complain. He sure didn't
want to waste time. On the other hand, nor did I. In a flash,
Justin was already lying on my bed on his back, legs high up.
That was a sight I would've never thought of seeing with my
own eyes -- much less on my own bed, the little baby boy just
waiting for me to penetrate his miniscule ass!
His butt was so small, so fragile looking. The tiny little
hole in between the bubbly butt cheeks looked so innocent, so
virginal, yet I knew that it had been penetrated by numerous
things before, some of them at least as thick as my swollen
dick, or so I hear. But never before had it been penetrated by
a real man dick. I felt so privileged to be the first for
Justin to try that!
I kneeled beside the bed and dove my nose into his cleft, just
breathing in the dumbfounding aroma of a little-boy butt.
There was the familiar smell of dried shit mixed with the
general boy-butt smell that filled all my senses completely.
The smell was so wonderful I could've spent hours just
sniffing it and doing nothing else. But Justin probably
wouldn't have appreciated that too much, taken how excited he
already was.
- "Whatcha doing? When are you gonna put your pee-pee in my
butt?", said Justin, already impatient to wait anymore.
- "Soon, baby, soon, but we don't want to rush things too
much, now do we?", I replied, breathing in just a few more
sniffs of the sweetest and most intoxicating fragrance known
to humankind.
In the meantime, Jonah climbed on the bed as well.
- "Justin, you can suck my peter while Steve prepares your
butt, would you like that?", I heard Jonah asking Justin.
- "Yeah!", was the immediate and very excited answer. "Can I
also drink your pee, I'm thirsty", I heard Justin suggesting
to Jonah. - "Okay", I heard Jonah replying back, and starting
to settle himself on top of Justin's chest, facing him so that
Justin could reach his hard little dick to suck. I made a
mental note that I actually had two adorable little butts in
my view at close range at the same time, and the other one
even smaller than the other -- way smaller than what I'd ever
seen so close-by. Now this was an exciting setting, I had to
admit to myself.
The fragrance of Justin's lovely butt was starting to have
severe effects on me. I wanted more than to just sniff, so I
pushed out my tongue and started to devour the source of my
desire, hungrily kissing and licking all around the tiny crack
and bubbly butt-cheeks. Then I started to concentrate on the
wrinkled hole, in an attempt to eventually get inside there
with my tongue. Soon enough the little hole started to loosen
just enough for my tongue to penetrate. The taste of boy shit
grew stronger. I wondered if there was something in store for
me inside there, and sure enough, after a while of tonguing I
could feel something soft but solid inside with the tip of my
tongue. Ahh, delicious! I had been wishing I could have a
taste of Justin's baby-poop as well, and now I knew I could
for sure!
While I feasted with the dumbfounding smells and tastes in and
on Justin's backside, I heard Jonah starting to softly moan.
Obviously Justin was creating some great sensations on Jonah's
erect tool with his mouth. I was happy to realize they were
both enjoying themselves. Justin hadn't even been whining for
a while for me to fuck him already; for obvious reasons, as
his mouth was very much filled with Jonah's ten-year-old dick.
I saw Justin swallowing something very rapidly; obviously
Jonah had released his bladder and was now pissing in Justin's
mouth. Both boys seemed to be enjoying each other greatly.
I decided it was time to get the lube and start preparing
Justin's butt for the real thing. I reached for the drawer of
my nightstand and got the tube of "Adam & Eve Anal Lube". I
knew its desensitizing and tension-relaxing effect would be
needed here, no matter how experienced the little tyke was in
stretching his love hole. Even though I had no monster cock,
it was still huge compared to the size of the little baby boy
that I was going to penetrate.
I took a generous amount of the lube in my hand and started to
apply it to Justin's butt, first outside, then also inside.
Justin's hole started to relax, and my index finger went in
like nothing. There wasn't even a whimper from the little boy,
so easy it was to go in. I pushed in some more and was
delighted to find the hot mass of little-boy shit with my
finger.
- "Seems you've got a surprise for me inside your lovely butt,
Justin", I remarked joyfully. Justin's mouth was full of
Jonah's lovestick, but he pulled out just to reply, causing
Jonah's piss to gush out on his face and onto the mattress for
a second, until Jonah quickly shut off the golden stream to
prevent any of the precious liquid going to waste.
- "Yeah we've been saving our pee and poop because we wanted
to be full when we got here."
Jonah grinned and winked to me. I knew it had been his idea,
and I was glad Justin had agreed.
As Justin got back to serve Jonah's dicklet with his little
mouth, I took my finger out of Justin's butt, poured a little
more of lube into my hand, and pushed in two fingers this
time. They went in very easily as well, although I could feel
Justin twitch just ever so slightly when I penetrated his
hole. I started to wiggle my fingers all around in his rectum
to ensure the lube got everywhere. Justin had been moaning a
little ever since Jonah had given him his hard little peter to
suck, but I thought he moaned just a little louder now. He did
seem to have a well-trained butthole indeed, as taking two
adult fingers inside would've already been quite a lot for any
other little boy of three! But not for Justin, it seemed. At
least there seemed to be no pain at all -- which was a really
good sign for what I was preparing to eventually do!
I added a third finger, and still there seemed to be no
significant pain. The lube must've been helping as well, of
course, as it did numb the boy's anus a little, and more
significantly, helped to completely relax the muscles. I now
started to see Justin's butthole in its true, stretched state.
For an inexperienced boy of three (or ten, or fifteen -- or
even for an adult!), having three sturdy fingers inside one's
butthole would've caused significant pain, lube or no lube. If
the anal muscles haven't been trained to stretch, it can cause
just excruciating pain and even damage to suddenly force the
anus more open than what it can naturally stretch. But it was
very evident now that Justin had had his training -- and
somehow I doubted him being that able if it weren't for
Jonah...
I decided it was time to get to the point finally. My erection
was hard as a log pole and leaking pre-cum by amounts. Justin
was still moaning for getting to suck Jonah's erect lovestick,
and Jonah was moaning from the great sensations on his dick. I
felt almost sorry to interfere with their obvious lust for
each other, but I didn't have the patience to wait any longer.
I lubed my pole with generous amount of Vaseline, on top of
which I also applied some Adam & Eve to desensitize it a
little. I feared of premature ejaculation, taken how extremely
exciting the situation was. I was going to fuck a three-year-
old baby boy in his lovely ass! Who could've believed! I still
almost couldn't believe it!
But there he was, three-year-old Justin dying to have me stuff
my stiff dick inside his love hole. I got into position and
started slowly to exert pressure in Justin's hole with the tip
of my really hard penis. At that point also Justin seemed to
return back to the present from the highs of sucking Jonah,
feeling the dull tip of my penis starting to pry his hole more
and more open. Justin's eyes widened caused by the powerful
sensation, and the little boy leaned his head back and let
Jonah's dick slip out of his mouth.
- "Aah, yesss, push it in Steve!", Justin yelled. "I can take
it, you will see!", he boasted. Having his dick now left
unattended, Jonah turned around and repositioned himself so
that he could watch the hot action, settling on his knees so
that his ten-year-old butt was directly on top of Justin's
three-year-old face. From this position he could also have an
unobstructed and clear view from top to Justin's tiny hole
being penetrated by my adult-sized man-pole.
Justin was so little that even Jonah's slender ten-year-old
little-boy body made Justin almost to disappear under him.
When I had fucked Jonah the first time, he had seemed way too
small for me to even think of actually penetrating his bottom
-- but now, I found myself preparing to fuck a boy just third
of Jonah's age and less than half his size!
But it seemed Justin's hole wasn't actually significantly
smaller than Jonah's, at least what came to penetrating it. I
could feel and see Justin's hole giving up slowly, until
suddenly the whole tip of my erection plopped inside. Justin
twitched and let out a really high-pitched yelp. Jonah
giggled.
- "You okay, Justin sweetheart?", I asked, not really worried,
as I had by now grown confident there would be no trouble
getting my dick inside his hole.
- "Aaaaa-a-a-a-a-aaahhh....!", was Justin's only reply, until
suddenly his whole body started to tremble and his back arched
as much as it could with Jonah sitting on top of him, and more
ultrasonic squeals escaped the little baby boy's wide open
lips. Seemingly he had his first dry orgasm today already --
just from feeling the tip of my dick inside his hole. This boy
seemed to be such a butt-boy. He'd for sure grow up being a
great bottom for anyone lucky enough to have him as a sexual
partner some day -- not that he wasn't just that already!
Justin had his eyes wide open, his long, curvy lashes blinking
real fast.
- "That's how he always goes when he gets the thicker dildos
in his butt", Jonah told me. "He gets his first orgasm almost
immediately whenever his hole is stretched wide enough. But
don't worry, he's gonna get lots more of them still", he
continued, grinning to that. Oh, to be young again!
It felt so warm and so comfortable being inside Justin's
butthole, even if I was there no more than just a couple of
inches deep yet. I wondered how deep I was even able to go
there, taken the boy's tiny frame. Surely he would bottom out
sooner or later, I didn't expect to get all of my seven inches
inside.
I started to push more. Just as I started to glide deeper, I
felt my glans hitting the awaited mass of baby boy shit. The
deeper I went, the more I felt my pole getting surrounded by
the hot, moist substance, just like with Jonah just a week
ago. More yelps and squeals escaped Justin's mouth, but all of
them sounded those of pure bliss and ecstasy, not of pain.
Talk about bliss -- I was the one having pleasure beyond
imagination! But so was Justin, not even able to talk for the
extreme sensations he was going through.
The view was just unbelievable. I had my cock stuffed inside a
butt that was so tiny I could cup both cheeks at the same time
with just one hand. The penetrating pole was just about as
thick as Justin's own ankle. His butt cheeks were not much
larger than what the hole in between them was now, stretched
by my swollen dick. It seemed so absurd -- how could anything
so little accommodate something so big inside?! As much as the
view was unbelievable, it was arousing. I could never have
believed I could witness something so amazing, and it was me
who had my very own hard shaft embedded inside that tiny baby
butt! I got very close to orgasming just by thinking about it,
but I fought it back, as I didn't want it to be over just yet.
- "I told you, Steve, he can get your dick inside his butt,
didn't I?", Jonah said triumphantly with a grin.
- "Yes, my boy, you did know it -- once again.", I replied.
"But, actually, I didn't even doubt it that much now, not
after you've proved me how much you really know", I continued
and winked at him. In return of the compliments he flashed one
of his most adorable smiles at me again.
- "Justin, are you still good? Can I push it deeper?", I
thought I'd check how my little fuck-baby was doing.
- "Yes, push more in!", Justin replied, panting. "It feels
great!", he added in between his pants.
I had about half of my seven inches embedded in Justin's
rectum by now. I started to slowly push deeper, as I was
instructed, and inch by inch my dick was just swallowed in
there. Justin's ecstatic yelps and squeals went on as before,
so I kept going. More and more of my rock hard dick slid in,
and wonder of wonders, I was soon all the way in, every inch
of my pole stuffed inside this tiny little boy!! Justin
must've felt really full, as I could tell there were masses of
shit in his rectum as well. On the other hand, that might have
also helped me to penetrate so deep, as the shit had surely
been stretching his rectum and transverse colon more open to
take my penis all the way in.
- "I'm in all the way, how you feeling my little baby boy?", I
asked Justin, panting now myself.
Justin had his eyes closed and a very concentrated look on his
face. He was still breathing very rapidly and all the time
moaning and squealing aloud. He seemed to be in another world,
hearing nothing, seeing nothing. Suddenly his squeals got
louder and he started to tremble and arch his back again, when
another orgasm hit him with force. This time it wasn't just
yelps and squeals he emitted, but also a strong gush of hot
boy piss started to erupt from his tiny little dick, spraying
all around his belly and the bed, and also hitting Jonah on
his chest. As soon as Jonah realized Justin's golden fountain
was erupting, he hurried to close his lips around the little
cocklet so that no more of the precious liquid would go to
waste. Jonah started gulping in earnest and in a seemingly
excited state. I didn't blame him, I would've gladly accepted
the hot golden stream into my mouth as well, but for obvious
reasons, that was physically quite impossible for me to get at
that moment.
Another powerful cramp overtook Justin's little body, and this
time I felt it with my deeply embedded dick as well. Justin's
rectum started to strongly push out whatever there was inside,
and I as much felt as heard a strong gush of soft baby shit
starting to exit his already stretched hole. As I was still
all the way in rooted inside his rectum, the smooth shit
started to pile up around the root of my dick, sticking to my
pubic bush. More and more came out, and the delicious smell of
little-boy shit started to spread around strong. A few lumps
of steaming shit dropped down on the floor with an audible
splat, but most of it remained between our sweaty bodies. Soon
there was at least two handfuls of hot, smelly shit stuck at
the root of my dick. What a beautiful sight! And the smell was
just completely and utterly intoxicating.
Jonah seemingly thought the same way, as he couldn't resist
grabbing a good handful of Justin's shit and stuffing it
straight into his mouth. Justin's dick still oozed some piss,
which now dripped down to the sheets as Jonah was too busy
devouring the little boy's shit, but then Jonah realized what
was happening and squeezed Justin's dicklet shut with his
other hand so that no more of the precious nectar would go to
waste.
- "Aah, Justin, your shit tastes so good!", Jonah complimented
Justin. I was not sure if Justin still heard anything we said,
but Jonah went on. - "Would you like a load of my shit in your
mouth, too? I have my butt full of it just waiting to come out
for you, if you like", he continued.
Justin still had his eyes closed and was panting heavily, but
evidently he did hear something from this world as well
(that's called selective hearing), as he readily replied.
- "Yes! I wanna eat poo-poo, too!" Having said that, Justin
just opened his mouth but kept his eyes closed, still panting
ever so hard. Jonah didn't wait a moment but immediately
positioned himself on top of Justin so that his shit-hole was
now at Justin's waiting mouth. Still munching Justin's hot
shit in an obvious bliss, Jonah started to strain just a
little and I could only hear how his shit started to extrude
from his rear hole directly into Justin's mouth. The view was
once again indescribable. A three-year-old eating a ten-year-
old's shit directly from the source, and the ten-year-old
devouring the three-year-old's steamy hot shit with his hands
and spreading it all around his face. And to top it all, the
three-year-old having his adorable shit-filled butthole
stretched so nicely around a rock hard man-cock -- my very
own!
The smell of shit had become very strong now. I started to
want some in my mouth as well. There was still plenty of
Justin's shit down there where we were connected, so I grabbed
a handful as well and brought the delicious pile to my mouth.
I sniffed the hot mass for a while, until I could resist it no
more, and stuffed the whole pile in my mouth and smeared the
rest all over my face. I reveled in the divine taste of
Justin's shit while I watched Jonah feeding load after load of
his boy-shit into Justin's little mouth and the three-year-old
Justin munching and swallowing the ten-year-old's shit as fast
as he could. We all had our faces covered by shit as if we
were wearing masks.
After a while of this Jonah raised up on his knees and brought
his mouth to mine, wrapping his shitty hands around my neck
and squeezing hard. I could feel Jonah starting to push the
shit he had in his mouth into mine, and I felt his tongue
digging into the shit in my mouth. Lots of shit and spit was
exchanged while we fervently continued kissing each other with
passion.
- "When are you gonna start fucking me, Steve?", I heard the
little imp lying on the bed softly asking. I was still staying
rooted inside Justin's rectum, but I hadn't really fucked him
at all yet. There had been so many other things keeping my
mind occupied that I hadn't even realized that I had no more
than just pushed inside Justin and stayed there.
- "Okay, Jonah, why don't you go and feed your awesome little
cock to Justin while I start fucking him", I said,
interrupting our kissing session. - "Let's give him what he
most wants in both ends of his cute little body", I added,
grinning.
Jonah didn't seem to mind, but only grinned back and happily
retreated and positioned himself on top of Justin, this time
lying on top of him so that he could more effectively fuck
Justin in his mouth. I marveled how beautiful little butt
Jonah had. I now had two delicious boy-butts facing me, the
other of which -- the smaller one -- I had already penetrated
and was going to really start fucking in just a second.
While watching Jonah to maneuver himself on top of Justin, I
started to pull out of Justin's rectum just a little, seeing
how finely my shaft was covered with the little boy's hot,
brown "poo-poo". Some more of the boy's shit oozed out of the
hole along with my retreating penis, dropping down to the
floor accompanied by wet splashs.
I pulled out so that just the tip of my now completely brown
penis remained inside, then pushed back in. The rectum was
still not nearly empty of shit, so the friction on my cock
moving in was just perfect. It felt so hot, so soft, yet the
grip of the baby-guts on my cock was so firm and indescribably
good. I started moving in and out, little by little faster and
in longer movements, until eventually I was pounding Justin's
tiny little shit-filled ass in abandon, almost all the way out
and then all the way back in to the root.
My fucking movements easily rocked Justin's whole body way
forth and back, as well as Jonah's, who was still feeding his
hard little dicklet into Justin's mouth. It was almost as if
Justin's little body was an extension to my hard shaft, so
easily it was moved by the force caused by my pounding. It
seemed that Jonah was again letting his remaining piss flow
inside Justin's throat, seeing how greedily the little imp was
sucking Jonah's boy penis and swallowing whatever he was given
in his mouth.
The excitement began to rise to levels probably never before
experienced. While Jonah had given me the world's best orgasms
so far, Justin's ass felt maybe even better than that, because
it belonged to such a little baby boy. I could never have
imagined a man could have such perfect sex with a three-year-
old boy! I could never have imagined it could be so complete
and fulfilling -- if it was possible at all in the first
place! But here he was, a beautiful little three-year-old boy,
giving me the best fuck ever, straight into his shit-filled,
tiny little ass!
I started to feel the inevitable coming close. I could've
slowed down to make it last longer, but I completely lacked
the self-discipline and determination to do that, the
enjoyment of the moment was all too great. I quickened my pace
even more, listening to the loud squishing sound coming out of
Justin's little butt along with the loud wet slaps of my
swollen balls hitting Justin's shit-covered buttocks when I
forcefully rooted in. The whole bed shook by the power of our
passionate fucking, and the air was filled with ecstatic moans
from three separate sources -- not to mention with strong,
intoxicating smell of little-boy shit.
I noticed Jonah starting to quicken his pace as well, stuffing
his iron-hard little dicklet in and out of Justin's little
mouth, much of his fresh piss splattering all over Justin's
face and on the bed sheets. Justin's face was full of brown
streaks of Jonah's shit, and Jonah's dick and scrotum were all
covered by his own shit that had been filling Justin's mouth
when he started to face-fuck him. Both boys moaned and groaned
and yelped and squealed and everybody was just in the brink of
their powerful orgasms.
Then it happened. The ultimate release. I saw stars when the
violent rush of semen started to exit my balls and shoot deep
inside little Justin's tiny baby boy's body. I thought the
first spurt must have traveled all the way into Justin's
stomach, so powerful it was. I kept pumping in and out of the
tight little-boy hole, and spurt after spurt I released more
and more of my love juice deep inside the boy. It was amazing,
I shot so many times and for so long that I couldn't believe
where all the seed came from. I was almost out of my breath,
but kept going, even after I had shot my balls completely
empty. My dick just wouldn't go down, the scene I was
witnessing was way too exciting for that.
Then suddenly Justin got there as well, for the third time
today. His rectum cramped and squeezed my pole so that it
almost hurt. His back arched violently and his whole body
trembled. The shrieks and squeals were so loud I was afraid
the whole neighborhood would hear. But it was sheer music to
my ears, watching my fuck-baby orgasming. It felt so good to
know having given pleasure to such a beautiful and attractive
little boy. To such a sexy baby boy. Witnessing this made my
balls to shoot still two more powerful spurts of semen inside
the silky love-tunnel -- though probably quite watery ones,
after all that I'd already deposited inside him by then.
Justin's orgasm seemed to trigger also Jonah's climax, and
soon there were two little boys squirming and screaming in
their orgasmic bliss. I kept pounding Justin's ass with what
little energy I still had left, but eventually I had to give
up. Soon also the boys started to calm down, and we all
collapsed on the bed in a heap of sweaty bodies smelling of
shit, piss and hot sex.
****
What an experience. I could never ever have believed I could
ever in my life experience anything remotely like this! And
this surely was just the beginning. There was bound to be lots
and lots more of boy piss and shit and fucking and sucking
with these cute new-found lovers of mine -- and who knows what
else! With Jonah anything could happen, it seemed.
I just wondered what he was next up to. He was such a boy of
surprises.
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Is this the end, or should I write more? If there's enough
demand, I will!
E-mail me at paidarion@hotmail.com. All comments, suggestions,
linguistic corrections and new story ideas are very much
appreciated.
Please also tell me what you did and did not like about this
story. Was there something that especially hit the soft spot
in you? What did you enjoy the most? Did you enjoy the hard
action or did you find some scenes too gross for you? Or maybe
you'd like to take the action even further -- if so, how? Do
you have similar fantasies of your own that you'd like to see
written down in a story like this? Tell me!
Looking forward for your valued comments,
Love,
Paidarion