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He was bend over, ass up when I walked into the room. I didn’t think it would be this easy to find a brothel which catered to my specific wishes, but it only took an online venture, the right connections and, of course, money. I came over the first opportunity I had – my wife went out of town to see her mom for a few days. It felt like God smiled upon me. Walking over to the little tyke had my cock hardening already. The anticipation had nearly killed me over the last few days and I don’t remember how many times I’ve willed my cock to soften, but it felt like I’d been edging myself for ages. My balls hurt and all they wanted to do was blow their load all over this gorgeous kindergartner’s fair flesh.
The first sign I got from him actually being awake, was when my hands slipped over his ass cheeks, pulling them apart. A low groan was smothered in the sheets beneath his little head. A muffled, “No, please no more,” was heard and I grinned. Seeing his hole bruised and leaking cum gave me an idea of the amount of pain the little guy must be in. “You going to be good for me baby boy?” I cooed at him. No reaction. I slapped his right cheek and his little body jolted. “I said – you going to be a good boy for me?”
“Y-yes Mister. P-please do-on’t hurt me, Mister, I’ll d-do any-ything.” The boy sobbed the words out and my cock throbbed even harder in it’s confining space. “Anything?” I made sure to get his full consent for the camera, knowing that security would be watching – and probably jerking off – to ensure I wouldn’t damage the goods beyond repair. “Anyt-thing, please!”
“Well then you don’t mind me exploring what I’m working with here, I guess,” and without further acknowledgment of the boy I pushed two fingers deep inside his raw fucked but still extremely tight little hole. The little baby cried out, clawing his fingers into the bedsheets while trying to will his body to stay where he was. I admired his self-control and I guess it was a testament to however many times he’d already been used – and that thought made me push in a third finger, cum that was already in his boypussy easing the way inside.
I liked them young. Too young was the most delightful but it was a delicate balance to find the right one – you didn’t want to damage them as much as a horse could damage a man’s insides and let him bleed to death. Yea okay, there might be men into that, but I just liked to use them and go on to the next. Didn’t want the trouble and stress of having the police asking after a death little underage body. This was the youngest I’d ever felt up though and the clenching of his little pussy around my three thick fingers made me realize again why I wanted them so little. God he was an extremely tight fit. My cock had a decent length but it was girthy enough that most adult males had trouble letting it breach their assholes. More than once a guy had backed out when he saw my cock and I wouldn’t take his offer to top me. This boy though - he didn’t get that chance.
The boy’s body was strung tight and even after finger fucking him roughly for a few minutes, on top of the fucks he’d already had that day, his inner muscles didn’t release any tension. He moaned every time I hit his underdeveloped prostate though. His little cock and balls hung between his splayed legs and that small soft appendage was such a lewd contrast to the gaping asshole when I pulled my fingers out, that I couldn’t help but free my cock. I’d planned to take it slow. Maybe play with him a bit more, make him like it, fuck with his head. I liked fucking with a kid’s head – making them beg for it, because their body begged for that release – or for the pain to stop. But I couldn’t wait. It was my own fault, I edged too long and that damned little pussyhole blinking up at me, begging me to punch my cock through the tight fit and fill up that little body, was too much. My time with him didn’t stop with me cumming my brains out and the way I felt, I would be in for a few more rounds before time was up.
Fucking four fingers inside that tight hole made the little boy scream bloody murder. His body almost rolling himself into a head roll when he tried to get away. My hand on his hip pulled him back and my fingers pushed in as deep as they could, spreading wide inside his guts to prepare him, at least a little bit, for my eager cock. Sobs racked his baby body and while my free hand soothed his back, I increased the speed of the fingerfuck. My hand slapped his ass cheeks in a fast pace and his soft little cock bounced and flung around. Looking a bit closer I could see spurts of fluid leaving his slit and soiling the sheets with every hard push of my fingers inside his hole. Deciding he was prepared enough and not wanting to stretch him too much – let’s be honest, one of the hottest things was the child feeling like he was about to be ripped in two – I removed my fingers and shuffled in close.
The bed was the perfect height. My cock was an angry red and pulsing out precum like a teenaged boy in a perpetual state of horniness, but I took my time. Running my hot cock over his little baby ass cheeks. Riding it through his wet crease a few times, teasing his little blinking asshole. Then I ran the tip over his little balls to the soft dicklet. I slapped his meaty with mine hard and the little boy jumped, whimpering slightly. Caressing the wetness of my cock over his, it finally gave a twitch, filling up a bit. “You enjoying this, don’t you baby boy?” The boy shook his head, still buried in the sheets. “Why are you getting hard then, little one? No cocklet gets hard when it isn’t enjoying themselves … I think you’re telling me a little lie. Are you a little liar baby boy?” The boy shook his head harder and past his little shoulder I could see his eyes pressed closed tightly. “Then why is your cocklet hard boy,” I demanded, slapping his now fully hard dicky again with my much bigger cock. The little guy yelped but the only words out of his little baby-mouth were, “Please!” That made me chuckle.
Lining up my girthy slab of meat didn’t require me to bend too much at the knees and with a “You’re begging for it,” I shoved the tip and a couple inches with a hard push inside his tight heat. The boy scream-sobbed like a little girl who fell off the swings and I moaned loudly when his hurt little body grabbed me tighter than anything I’ve ever felt surrounding my cock. When I fucked my fat cock all the way inside his tight little boypussy on the second stroke, his sounds abruptly caught off. The boy’s whole body was as tight as a bow and his unseeing eyes and mouth were wide open in a silent scream. Tears streamed down his face, but he didn’t seem to notice. I didn’t wait to let him get used to the full feeling. He should’ve already been used to the feeling after all those cocks inside him, the little babyslut. With a slow pull and a hard push I fucked inside him again, holding his lower body upright with my hands on his hips. My fingers locked into each other on the boy’s little tummy and I felt my cock trying to fuck a hole through his guts, bulging his tummy obscenely against my fingers.
The tightness and heat made me delirious and with all that cum I spared up, my orgasm rushed to the forefront. Holding his tiny shoulder with one hand, I bend over his baby body and leaned my hand above his head on the sheets. One knee up on the bed gave me leverage and I fucked inside this little boy’s pussy with all I had. Our skin slapped together in a beautiful symphony. His renewed sobbing felt like somebody caressing my sensitive hard nipples. The tightest cocksleeve I’d ever felt tightened further when I tilted my hips and the little guy started making sounds like he was singing to the old Gods. Not sure if he was even aware of pain or pleasure, I hammered his little nugget and when his little body snapped tight just before spasming out of control, I gave in and snapped my hips one last time into his ass.
The milking of his inner muscles sucked me dry. Load after load after load of cum seemed to spurt from my blue balls into this tiny little baby boy, trying to breed him into oblivion. When I loosened my tight grip on his shoulder, his body fell down abruptly, his legs not strong enough to hold him up. My cock plopped out just as abruptly with a harsh sound and a big cum-fart, red tinged semen streaming out of his wide open pussy. The boy lay shaking on the bedsheets, arms tightly curled to his body but his legs spread wide. Pussy trying to close with pulsing clenches, but my cock had been too much. The appendage twitched at the sight of this baby boy’s pussy unable to close. I ran my fingers through the seed on his thighs and pushed as much as I could, back inside. Upon entering my fingers, the baby’s hips bucked. “You haven’t had enough yet, little babyslut?” The boy shook his head. “No? Well, it’s just your luck then – I’m not even close to done with you yet.” I fucked my fingers roughly inside the abused raw hole. Feeling his body had finally relented, his hole a sloppy cocksleeve around my rude fingers. My cock twitched, slowly filling with blood again, when I pushed down on his little prostrate roughly and the little boy’s bladder emptied right there in front of me.
“Oh yea, I’m definitely not done with you slut.”