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SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Timmy's eyes fluttered open. The sound of wet skin slapping against skin invaded his ears. He blinked the sleep off his eyes and turned his head. On the bed opposite his, his best friend Benji was bent in half. A muscular black man loomed over the brown-haired boy. He was pinning Benji's skinny legs up to his ears. Benji's upturned butt was overstuffed by a very thick black cock. His poor hole was stretched to obscene widths. The black man didn’t seem worried about this. In fact, he pummeled the little boy's slicked-up anus even harder.
"Hnnnh, hmmhh, you, nnhh, like my, nnh, cock in your pussy, boy?" the man growled while thrusting his hips.
"Ohhh ohhhh ugggghhh yyeahhhhhhhhh!!" Benji whined with his eyes closed. Timmy saw his friend shake and shudder. The man was hitting Benji's sweet spot. That's what they told him the name of that place was. The one deep inside his butt that made him feel good. Timmy saw Benji furrowing his brows. He must be feeling really good right now!
"I'mma turn that, unff, sweet pussy of yours, nngghh, inside out, boy!" the black man growled. He then hunkered down to smother Benji's tiny body. Timmy couldn't see Benji anymore except for his pale raised legs. The man's black butt was now pumping fast like a piston. Benji's skinny legs flailed wildly in the air.
"AAH!" Benji howled in surprise. "AOWWHH AHHH AHHGHHH AANNGGHHH ANNNGGHH!!" Timmy heard his best friend protest. He thought the black man would kill Benji with his dick. He was relieved when he heard Benji whine and shout from underneath the mass of muscles. "AAAHHH!! NNGGHH HAAAHH HHHHAAARDDEERRR!! FFFASSSSTERRR!! AAHHHHH AHHHH AHHHHHH!!" Benji's voice came slightly muffled.
Timmy saw the man smirk before he pumped even faster. The creaking of Benji's bed grew louder and louder. The big black man's grunts and Benji's high-pitched wails filled the room. This should've made everyone in the house storm the room anywhere else. Here and now, though, everyone was far too busy to worry about poor little Benji.
"Hmmmhhh! Hmmmhhh!! Hmmmmh!!! Hmmmhhhh!!!!" came another muffled boyish whine. This time, it was from the upper bunk bed right above Timmy. Though he couldn't see him, Timmy knew his other roommate, Billy, was having fun up there as well. Not that there wasn’t enough fun to go around. The small, curly blonde-haired boy had passed out from all the things they did on the bus drive here yesterday. Billy’s new adult friend, James, had to carry him up there last night. From the sound of it, the handsome Korean man never left.
"Yeah, baby, you're so sexy," James’ voice spoke. It was a nice, deep baritone that somehow felt so comforting. The top bunk creaked violently back and forth. Loud thumping and wet splatting noises accompanied the high-pitched moans and whines.
Timmy could only imagine what was being done to Billy right now. The only thing he could see was Billy’s right arm splayed off the side of the bunk bed. James’s much larger hand was over the little boy’s skinny limb. Their fingers were entwined. Billy must be lying on his front with James flat on top of him. He had seen the man do this while fucking him from behind.
“Fucking.” That’s another new word Timmy learned this weekend. Doing the naughty stuff is called fucking. The thing that he wanted is called a “fuck.” Well, for Timmy, the thing that he wanted was called a “dick” or “cock.” He silently giggled over how naughty the words sounded. To think he has been calling it a “peter” or “weewee” all this time! He just felt so silly now!
Silly is not the only thing the once-innocent nine-year-old was feeling. Watching his best friend getting thoroughly fucked and listening to his other friend take a cock deep up his “boy pussy” or "bussy," more new words for Timmy, was making him all frisky. He could feel his tiny dick twitching and hardening. In response, the massive cock still lodged up his butt stirred to life.
Memories of what happened last night turned in his young mind like the pages of a perverted photo album. The men had fucked him and all nine of his friends nonstop on the bus ride here. They then carried their sweaty, exhausted little bodies from the bus to their rooms. Timmy thought that meant they were done for the night. He was proven wrong when the fuckfest went on behind closed doors.
Timmy remembered being carried into the room by Julio. Tyrone followed them, giving Benji a piggyback ride. James was third in line with Billy in his arms. He carried the small boy as if they had just gotten married. Billy weakly claimed the top bunk as soon as they closed the door. James then nimbly climbed up the ladder with Billy held to his chest in one arm. Seconds later, both his and the curly-haired blonde boy's clothes flew off the top bunk onto the floor.
James and Billy then started kissing and slurping on each other's tongues. Timmy saw all this and looked at Benji. The two boys gave each other a dazed yet naughty grin. The Latino man and the black man they were paired with were quick on the uptake. Julio climbed into the bottom bunk with Timmy. Tyrone practically tossed Benji onto the adjacent bed. Their clothes were stripped away in a flash. The cartoon print T-shirts and undies joined the growing pile on the bedroom's Mickey Mouse-carpeted floor.
Timmy and Benji's whines quickly joined Billy's. Julio had pressed down his well-defined body onto his naked, hairless frame. The large man had showered Timmy with a million kisses. Timmy could feel his heart fluttering. He had never felt so loved, not even by his mother!
His next recollection was a frantic flurry of limbs twisting and bodies pressing against one another. Cocks were offered, which he willingly devoured. Mouths sucking like a vacuum on his pencil dick and hairless marbles. Thick flesh rods rammed his poor, gaping anus repeatedly. Hands pinching his boytits and teasing his cocktail wiener. Timmy had squealed with delight to demand more of the sweet abuse.
One time, the men placed their hands on the back of Benji and Timmy's heads while pounding their behinds. They pushed them close to coax him to make out with his best friends. Benji and Timmy deeply kissed one another without a second thought. The thrill of dueling tongues with his best friend from when they were little excited Timmy. Benji’s dick was throbbing the whole time it rubbed against Timmy's hard pickle. Timmy was happy to know his best friend was having as much fun as he was.
Julio and Tyrone went to town on him and Benji all night long. The men twisted their bodies around like pretzels on the bed and fucked them hard. On their backs, on their knees, and even standing up face to face with one another. Timmy was bent over in half, bounced around like a ragdoll, and pinned face down onto the sweat-stained mattress. All the while, the massive cock plunged deep into his rectum. Timmy mewled alongside Benji the whole time. The assault on their poor hineys felt better than any Disneyland ride ever!
He felt a sense of relief when Julio flooded his rectum with his warm cum. Timmy’s eyes fluttered when his dick tingled in a dry orgasm. He was drooling liberally, slumped over with his ass up in the air. Benji was beside him, gasping and panting on his back with one arm over his eyes. On the top bunk, Timmy could see James still pummeling into Billy's well-abused anus. The little guy didn't make a single peep. His limp body swayed to and fro with each hard thrust of the Korean man's hips. Timmy couldn't help but wonder if James had fucked Billy so hard the poor little guy fainted.
He then squeaked when he felt a telephone pole ramming up his guts. Looking back, he saw Tyrone looming over him. The black man had his large hands on his hips. Timmy yowled when Tyrone's massive black cock punched his belly from the inside. Right beside him, Benji let out a weary moan and threw his arms around Julio’s neck. The men had traded places and began fucking their boys once again.
Timmy saw stars from the intense ramming of the big black cock. He lost count of how many times Tyrone’s dick drove him to dry orgasm. The feeling rising from his belly felt so good that he weakly begged the black man for more. The blonde boy’s eyelids began to sag. He wanted to be Tyrone’s fucktoy all night long. Yet his little body has its limits. Exhaustion took him while Tyrone drove his cock so deep that Timmy thought the tip might pop out of his mouth.
The last thing Timmy remembered was drifting off to sleep. He dreamt that he and Tyrone’s dick were the same. He dreamt he was the cause of so many little boys’ squeals of joy. The boys he saw from school. The boys whom he saw around his home. Boys whom he saw on TV. White boys, black boys, Asians, Latinos, he would fuck them all! He would ram himself deep into their flesh tube. He would punch up their guts and make them howl. He would destroy their boy pussies. And once he’s done, they would be sucking and kissing him to show their deep gratitude.
Timmy grinned, wondering if his strange dream was thanks to Tyrone. He wondered if the black man fucked him long after he conked out. The boy could still feel the cock stuffed up his tender hole. Even at half-mast, it filled up almost every inch of his innards. It felt like he was being hugged, but from the inside. Strange as this new feeling was, Timmy still liked it a lot.
He then felt the owner of the cock stir from his sleep. Timmy craned his neck up to see the handsome young black man yawn and stretch out a little. Their eyes then met each other’s gaze. Tyrone flashed him a loving smile. "Morning, baby," he greeted the boy, "Ya got a good night's sleep?"
Timmy nodded with a simple, "Uh huh." He then slowly wiggled his hips. The big black cock lodged up his pooper stirred in turn. Slowly, it started becoming more and more rigid.
Tyrone looked down at his boy before turning his gaze to the man and boy rutting on Benji's bed. He then looked up at the creaking, shaking top bunk. The handsome, big black man chuckled and looked back down at Timmy. "Looks like you want your morning fun too, huh?" he whispered.
"Uh-huh," Timmy nodded again. He kept wiggling his hips. The cock in his guts now grew into the same stiffness it did last night. Timmy’s entire body was tingling with delight. He was silently begging Tyrone to do him. Timmy then sighed in relief when Tyrone reached down with his big black hand. The man palmed his hard little dick and massaged the boy's jewels between his thumb and forefinger.
"Mmm, you're one hot piece of ass," Tyrone whispered again. Timmy could feel the man kissing the top of his head. The little boy's heart thumped hard against his chest. The cock in his ass started sliding in and out of his hole.
"Uhhhmmmhhh," Timmy sighed. The big black cock rammed home to tickle his sweet spot. The tingles felt maddening. He wanted to be ravished just like his two friends. "Hunnghhhh!" he whimpered when Tyrone picked up the pace. His two small hands gripped the man's much bigger ones. Timmy could feel Tyrone's big black balls slapping against his tiny nuts. He squeezed the man's hands tight to silently demand more. Tyrone, of course, was more than happy to comply.
"Yeahhh feel that dick in you boyyy," Tyrone whispered. Timmy gasped when he did. The gentle thrusts became sharp, pointed ones. The bulbous knob tickled and teased his sweet spot. Butterflies fluttered in Timmy's tummy. His heart was beating against his tiny chest. This was it! This was the pounding he craved! Timmy's entire body tingled with delight. He shook around like a rag doll and threw his head back.
"Ohhh hhhnnnh hnnngghhh hhnnngahh," Timmy whined even louder. The sharp thrusts were coming even faster. He could feel the massive cock like it was up to his heaving chest. Pressure built up in the base of his marble-sized nuts. Timmy closed his eyes and licked his lips. He wanted to savor the delicious tingles. His whole body was now bouncing on and off the man's muscular frame below him.
"AWWWHHH!! AAHHH! AAAUNNNNGGHHH!!" Timmy howled with joy. His senses were overloaded once more. His head was spinning. Fingers pinched his nipples. More fingers jerked off his hard little cock. A big black rod pistoned in and out of his guts. Timmy bit his lower lip and relished them all. He shuddered each time Tyrone slammed into him. His small body shook to the furious rhythm. He felt Tyrone hug him tight. The man was close, and so was he.
"AWWH! AWWOHHHH! OHHHHGAWWW!" Timmy hollered at the top of his lungs. His cries joined his other two pals. Their chorus of delirious chants grew louder. His brain couldn't process what was happening anymore. The jolts of pleasure had overwhelmed his senses. The pressure in his loins was incredible. He knew there was no way he could hold it in anymore.
Timmy could hear his voice squeal like a stuck pig. It sounded so far away, like it belonged to someone else. He jolted and shook against Tyrone's powerful embrace. Lightning bolts raced up and down his entire body. He could feel Tyrone's embrace tightening. Timmy mewled and clawed at Tyrone's big, beefy arms. He felt like he was peeing, but nothing was coming out. He knew now that this was cumming. And it felt really good!
Even after he came, Tyrone didn't stop pumping his guts. Timmy simply allowed the man to make him his fucktoy. He lay limp on Tyrone's abdomen before the black man tensed up. Timmy could feel the big dick twitch violently in his ass. Warm fluids raced up the blonde boy's no longer virgin hole. When this first happened, he thought the man was peeing inside his ass. Now that he knew better, he only sighed and smiled. Timmy waited for the man to finish dumping his cum inside his rectum. He could feel Tyrone’s large hands roam over his naked body. The boy felt all gooey in the pits of his stomach before he slowly opened his eyes.
“Feel good, baby?” Tyrone’s voice whispered in his ears. Timmy grinned and replied by gyrating his hips once more. Tyrone’s chuckle told the boy he knew precisely what Timmy wanted. The handsome black man placed his hands on the boy’s hips to make him stop.
“Dayum, boy, you're gonna kill a man!” Tyrone laughed and added, “Why don’t you go clean up and check up on your friends? Then we’ll go to the park after breakfast!”
“Fuck the park,” Timmy said in a barely contained giggle. He just loved saying this new word. It felt so naughty, and it was even naughtier now that he knew exactly what it meant.
“You know I love nothing more than work your sweet bussy all weekend long,” Tyrone chuckled again, “But yo’ momma will be real suspicious if you ain’t got a single selfie with Mickey and Minnie.”
“Fuck Mickey,” Timmy grinned, his naughty bones thoroughly tickled, “Fuck Minnie, and fuck my momma!”
“Boy, get yo’ ass up off of me!” Tyrone laughed over the playful banter. Timmy giggled with delight as Tyrone pushed him off his cock. It flopped out of his hole with a loud pop. A steady stream of cum flowed out of his anus. The incredible fullness in his tummy was instantly replaced by a horrible empty feeling. Timmy wanted nothing more than to have Tyrone’s big, fat black cock plug him back up. The man didn’t seem to be in the mood to play some more right now. So instead, Timmy stretched out naked on the bed before climbing out of the lower bunk.
He noticed that both of his roommates had grown quiet. Benji seemed to have passed out underneath Julio while the Latino man gently rocked the boy’s comatose body in slow, languid strokes. Peeking up into the top bunk, he saw Billy and James deeply kissing each other. Their bodies were drenched in sweat, making deep stains on the bed sheets. He felt a little jealous of his two friends who still got the dick they wanted, whereas Tyrone was lazing around in bed with his eyes closed.
The little blonde boy figured there was nothing he could do about that, so he might as well just go clean up and have breakfast. Timmy didn’t bother trying to cover up before he opened the door and walked out to the hallway. Modesty was out the door the moment they stepped into the house last night. And he knew all of his friends felt the same way.
He was proven right when he walked out into the hallway to go to the bathroom. The door was wide open, and the shower curtains were drawn. Inside were Andy, Mikey, and Cody holding each other close under the running shower head. The three naked boys were openly humping and grinding their loins together. All three moaned while kissing the others' necks and shoulders. The blonde boy in the middle looked like he enjoyed getting sandwiched between the two brown-haired boys. He would deeply kiss either one of the two close enough to catch his lips.
Timmy giggled at the show while stroking his hardening dick. "That looks fun!" he cheered while fondling himself, "Can I join you guys?"
"No," Andy curtly answered, smacking his lips on the blonde boy's neck.
"Aww, come on," Timmy whined.
"There's not enough room, Tim," Cody, the blonde boy Andy was necking, sighed in reply.
"I can fit in somewhere," Timmy pleaded.
"He said no!" Mikey, the other brown-haired boy, snapped while licking Cody's shoulder blades, "Now go away! We're busy!"
Timmy pouted. He felt more than a little slighted. These guys all had fun with his ass back on the bus last night! Why won't they return the favor to him this morning?
He was about to stomp out of the bathroom before he noticed something. There was light steam rising from their three undulating bodies. That meant the water running down their intertwined limbs was warm water. Timmy's eyes wandered off to the toilet beside him. An evil grin dawned on his face. Quick as lightning, he reached for the handle and flushed it.
"HEY!!" Cody gasped, dodging the sudden stream of scalding hot water.
"ASSHOLE!!" Mikey growled as he too jumped out of the way.
"WE'LL GET YOU FOR THAT!" Andy called back in anger.
Timmy bolted out of the bathroom. His evil bones were thoroughly tickled. He giggled like a loon down the hallway. Timmy then looked back to make sure those three didn't give chase before he bounded down the steps with a happy little tune.
This house seemed to be made by and for a Disney superfan. From the Mickey Mouse wallpaper to the cartoon-print carpeting, the house was covered with wall-to-wall images of classic Disney characters. It was whimsical and family-friendly, which made what was happening inside feel all the naughtier for Timmy.
In the colorful living room lined with character-themed furniture was a big screen TV. It was turned on, naturally, to the Disney Channel. The wall-mounted flatscreen was showing the classic black-and-white cartoon "Steamboat Willie." Mickey’s historic big debut failed to hold the attention of the four naked men and boys in the room though. That’s because they were far too busy playing with a different kind of “Willie.” Johnny was on the sofa and his younger brother Jimmy was on the carpet. Both curly-haired ginger boys were pinned down under two men who looked exactly like each other. Timmy instantly recognized Lance and Liam, the identical blonde twin brothers who had fucked Jimmy and Johnny non-stop on the bus ride here.
Timmy had never seen a real-life identical twin before meeting the two tall, athletic men. All he heard were stories and rumors of twins having telepathic skills. From the way Lance and Liam pistoned their cocks in perfect sync into the brothers, though, the rumors seemed to be true. Lance had Johnny on his back with the boy’s legs raised to his ears. Liam, meanwhile, had little Jimmy lie flat on his front on the brightly colored carpet. The twins’ hips were pumping hard and fast into their boys. The brothers’ moans and whines were accompanied by a constant sound of wet skin slapping against skin. They were loud, really loud. Even louder than the silly symphony coming from the surround sound stereo on the TV.
“Yeahhhhhh, love that dick in you, boy?” Timmy heard Liam growl at Jimmy.
“Awwwhh, aawwwwgghhhh, I love it, I love it!” the small ginger boy howled. His face was down to one side on the carpet. His eyes were closed, and his mouth was wide open. Timmy also noticed Jimmy was smiling. The brutal assault on his hiney was like a thrill ride at the park!
“Ya hear that, kid?” Lance chuckled while pumping into Johnny, “Your baby brother’s a slut!”
“Hnnnghh, hnnnnhh, yyyyeeesssssss!” Johnny deliriously answered. His eyes were also closed. His arms were hooked behind his own knees. Johnny looked like he was helping Lance pummel his ass. The way he arched his back and shook his head told Timmy he was feeling really good.
“Looks like you’re one too, huh?” Lance grinned at the boy under him.
“Haawwwwgggghhh nnnghhhh yyyyeeesssssss!” the older ginger brother yowled. Timmy doubted he knew what he was saying, though. He was too into the fuck to look like he does.
“Well then, let’s give you two little sluts what you REALLY need!” Lance growled. He then slammed his hips even faster into Johnny. Right on cue, Liam too pounded Jimmy without a hint of mercy.
“AWWWWHHH AWWGGGGHHH OOHHHHHGAWWWWHHHDD AHHHH JOHNNYYYYYYY OHHHH OOOHHHHHHH OOOOUUGGGHHHH!!!” the ginger brothers cried out in unison. Their bodies shook like a pair of ragdolls. Their brows scrunched up tight. Their squeals of joy rose in a chorus of soprano wails. The room was filled with the constant sound of bare skin slapping.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Timmy squeezed and stroked his hard dick. The brothers’ ordeal got him all riled up. He wanted to run in and ask if he could join. His feet won’t budge, though. He was rooted where he stood behind the wall of the living room entrance. There was something about this scene that mesmerized him. He loved watching boys his age get their asses destroyed. He loved hearing his friends’ pleas for mercy get ignored. In fact, he loved watching his friends get fucked silly as much as getting fucked silly. It turned him on so much that he stroked his dick even faster.
Timmy then noticed Lance looking at Liam. The twin men shared a nod and a smile. Lance then scooped Johnny's shuddering skinny body into his arms. Likewise, Liam pulled Jimmy back so that the younger ginger boy was now on all fours. Lance carried Johnny in his big, strong arms from the sofa to the carpet. He then turned him around and made the older ginger boy stand straight behind Liam's pumping hips. Neither of the adult twin brothers stopped fucking either of their boys.
Johnny’s eyes fluttered open long enough to see Lance grip his stiff, slim dick. With one hard push, Lance fed Johnny’s slim pale wiener into Liam’s anus. “Hnnnooohhhhhhh!” Johnny cried out. His face was a mix of surprise and delight. He was now sandwiched between the humping hips of the two adult twins. Lance then pumped his ass hard. The older ginger boy’s body lurched forward with every forceful thrust.
Liam, meanwhile, grinned while backing his ass up onto Johnny’s bald pubes. The twins were moving in sync. They slammed against the whimpering boy between them at the same pace. Liam also pulled Jimmy along each time he backed into the older ginger brother. His arms were wrapped around the small child’s frame. He had one hand reached down to jerk off the kid non-stop. Jimmy’s mewls of delight joined his older brother’s whines. The adult twins pistoned into their asses like a pair of well-oiled machines. The room was filled with the sounds of their coupling. The two pairs of men and boys were now louder than the cartoon still playing on the TV.
Timmy was so taken in by their rough coupling that he almost forgot what he came down there to do in the first place. Reluctantly, he tore himself away from the man-boy foursome and headed towards the first-floor bathroom. Well, the second of two, actually. Loud smacking sounds were coming from inside the first one. The door was locked, so he couldn’t see what was going on inside. It was a little weird since everybody knew what was happening inside this house by now. Timmy thought whoever was inside was probably too shy to let anyone see what they were up to. He shrugged and went for the other bathroom instead.
Just like the rest of the house, this first-floor bathroom was also decorated with all things Disney. The sink and mirror were shaped like Mickey Mouse’s head. The blue wall tiles had cartoon characters from The Little Mermaid. Timmy would normally have second thoughts about showering while Sebastian the Crab pointed at his junk. Then again, he just had sex with a man twice his age and size on a 101 Dalmatian bed sheet. Something like this doesn’t even register in his awkwardness scale anymore.
Timmy clambered into the bathtub and set the showers to a comfortable warmth. He scrubbed his body clean of sweat and cum while he listened to footsteps rushing down the stairs. Sounds like almost everyone was up right now. He could hear the chatter of men and boys outside the bathroom door despite the sound of rushing water filling up his ears. By the time he finished lathering up and rinsing himself, the bathroom door opened, and a handsome, muscular black man with cornrows entered the room.
Timmy recognized Darnell immediately. Likewise, the man noticed the blonde nine-year-old and grinned. “Hey there, shortie,” Darnell flashed Timmy his perfect row of pearly whites, “Can I join you?” Timmy smiled back at him and nodded with glee. Darnell closed the door behind him and marched towards the tub. Timmy noticed his wagging limp cock was glistening. That meant one of his friends had just had fun getting pummelled by the massive tube.
Darnell climbed into the tub and stood right behind Timmy. He aimed the showerhead so that there was enough water to splash his and Timmy’s naked bodies. “Ahh yeahh, that’s the stuff!” Darnell sighed while scrubbing his muscular body with his hand. Timmy couldn’t help but stare at the wet monster between the black man’s legs. It was bigger than Tyrone’s, and Tyrone was huge! Timmy missed out on taking a ride on Darnell’s boybreaker on the bus ride yesterday. Now he couldn’t help but wonder if he could take on the man’s cock the same way he took Tyrone’s. The thought slowly made him hard, and it did not go unnoticed by the handsome black man.
“Like what you see, lil’ man?” Darnell said. He reached out his hands to caress Timmy’s cheek and shoulder.
“Uh-huh,” Timmy sighed and nodded. He felt the tingles rising up in his loins again.
“Well, why don’t you say hello?” the black man chuckled. “Give it a little kiss,” Darnell added while patting Timmy’s wet blonde mop.
Timmy didn’t need to be told twice. He knelt in front of the hardening stalk. The black snake reared its head. It twitched like it was happy to see him. Timmy smiled and grabbed it with both hands. His small pale limbs were in stark contrast to the big black pole. He stroked and stroked on the cock. Clear fluids started forming at its tip. Timmy gathered what little wasn't washed off by the water stream and brought it up to his lips. The saltiness made him excited. He wanted more. He needed more. And he knew just how to get them!
"Ohhh shit, boy!" Darnell closed his eyes and threw his head back. Timmy managed to gulp down half of the man's length down his gullet. Tyrone had coached him on how to take a man all day yesterday. He relaxed his throat, breathed through his nose, and let the black sausage slither down his pipe. He was secretly pleased he wasn't gagging anymore when doing this. Tyrone had definitely taught him well!
"Yeaahhh boyyy take that cock!" Darnell sighed. He grabbed the back of Timmy's head and pushed him down to his bushy pubes. Timmy now had all of Darnell's massive dick down his throat. He felt a little light-headed when Darnell pushed his nose onto his crotch. When the black man let him go, he sucked in as much air as he could on the upstroke. Then, without missing a beat, Timmy gulped down all of Darnell's tube down his gullet yet again.
"Ohhhh ffffuck!" Darnell sang with joy. His voice was quivering, and his legs were wobbly. Timmy was tickled pink by this. He was used to being the one squealing with joy. Now he’s turning the tables on a man twice his age and double his size. It felt pretty good. And all he had to do was move his head back and forth really fast. Timmy pistoned his head and rammed his nose against the man’s pubic hair. He was determined to make him shoot his load in his throat.
“W-Wait, wait, baby, hold up!” The black man suddenly pulled Timmy off his cock. “I’m getting close,” he panted and smiled, “Let me nut in that sweet ass!” Timmy pouted at that. He wanted to taste the handsome black man’s warm load. Still, maybe this isn’t all bad. He was curious about the cock that got Andy and Mikey squealing all night. He wondered if it felt just as good as Tyrone’s.
So Timmy didn’t resist when Darnell helped him up to his feet. The man turned him around to face the showerhead. Timmy braced the tiled wall with his hands. His heart was pounding. His butt was starting to itch. He was craving cock so bad he couldn’t stand it. He cooed with delight when the black man parted his cheeks. He licked his lips when the dick pushed past his anal ring. And when the slicked pole slid up his chute, he let out a loud gasp.
“Ouuuughhh!” Timmy’s eyes shot wide open. This was way bigger than Tyrone’s! The massive girth filled up every recess in his rectum. He could feel the tip reaching even deeper than his belly. It felt like the knob was right up to his throat! The fullness scared him at first. Yet the moment he felt the thing move, it excited him to no end. “Hnnnnmmmh,” Timmy whimpered. His legs were wobbly. Each time the cock punched up his sweet spot, he felt like he was about to collapse. Darnell seemed to pick up on this as the man wrapped one hand around Timmy’s waist. The big man leaned close against Timmy’s body. His voice reverberated in his ears.
“You’re one hot piece of ass, boy,” Darnell sighed. The man gyrated his hips to slow-thrust into Timmy. The boy shuddered each time the knob caressed his prostate. The itch in his hole was getting unbearable. He was starting to get impatient. Timmy started backing his ass up onto Darnell’s loins. The handsome black man couldn’t help but chuckle when he noticed. “Yeah, let’s tear that ass up, baby!” he growled.
Timmy felt Darnell let go of his waist and grabbed his slender hips with both hands. “OOHHHGGHH?!!” the nine-year-old cried out in surprise. Darnell’s slow thrusts became short, pointed jabs. His thick bushy pubes mashed repeatedly against Timmy’s buns. Timmy felt the cock head ramming against his sweet spot again and again. The familiar itch in his butt was growing.
Timmy was seeing stars. His body shook and shuddered with each violent thrust. His tiny dick was harder than a nail. It flopped back and forth between his legs. The brutal assault on his hiney excited him. This was even better than any rollercoaster! Timmy closed his eyes to savor the delicious tingles. The sound of water splashing against his body was all he could hear. That, and the wet splats of the big black man fucking his ass.
"SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! OOUUUNNNGGHHH!! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!! YEAH TAKE IT!! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! AAAHHH!! OOOHHH!! MMMMOORRREE!!" Their loud coupling reverberated on the bathroom walls. Timmy thought he heard the bathroom door open. He didn't bother to look. He was having too much fun to care if someone else saw them. Let them look! Let them see the big black man pounding his ass! The thought of being watched excited him even more!
He threw his head back amidst the jets of water. He felt the familiar pressure building up in his marble-sized nuts. Three more hard thrusts from Darnell and Timmy let out a long, drawn-out whine. Lightning bolts raced up and down his spine. His boynail twitched and twitched hard. He scrunched up his brow and rode the highs of his dry climax. From behind him, he heard Darnell shout, "OH FUCK!!"
Three more hard thrusts and Darnell slammed deep into Timmy's belly. The big black man let out a roar of deep satisfaction. Warm jets of fluid raced up Timmy's anus. He never felt so full in his life! It felt so good! Darnell held him close from behind. His embrace felt so warm and safe. They rocked each other's bodies in silence. The sound of rushing water was the only thing Timmy could hear. Then Darnell slowly pulled his cock out of him. The moment his big black dick uncorked his hole, Timmy felt all the warm fluids rushing out of his anus like a waterfall. He stood there as the horrible emptiness grew inside of him. Thankfully, Darnell's loving embrace filled it up instead. It made the gap in his innards warm in a different way.
Timmy's legs started to fail him, and he slowly slid down to the bottom of the tub. Darnell kept holding him tight and showered his wet back with his wet kisses. Timmy's eyes fluttered open to see Darnell resting his handsome face on the boy's left shoulder. "You're one hot fuck, lil' man," the man sighed. He kissed the boy's shoulder blades in deep appreciation.
"Thanks!" Timmy giggled with delight. He felt pride over the man's praise. Darnell then turned him around to kiss him deeply in his mouth. The boy welcomed his probing tongue. Timmy closed his eyes and lapped it up with his smaller tongue. He felt so loved. It was the kind of love he wanted from his father, whoever and wherever he might be. All his life Timmy wanted to be hugged and cuddled by the man his mother claimed to exist. Right now, in the bottom of this Mickey Mouse bathtub, he had all the love he ever wanted. In fact, he could walk out of this bathroom right now and get all the good loving he ever wanted or needed from every man and boy in this house. That’s just the kind of magic he expected from this little kingdom.
Timmy’s eyes fluttered open when Darnell pulled away from him. “Okay, now let’s really get you cleaned up!” the man grinned at him. Timmy grinned back. He had almost forgotten why he was down here in the first place. Darnell helped him back up on his feet and lathered up their wet bodies with the liquid soap. Several times, Timmy giggled when Darnell slapped away his hand each time he made a grab for his big black cock. He knew they would never be finished with their shower if they went right back to fucking again. Even so, he still loved to tease the handsome black man again and again.
They finally managed to get clean and climbed out of the shower. Darnell helped Timmy towel his body dry. That was when the two of them noticed that the bathroom door was slightly open. “Huh,” Darnell wondered aloud, “Didn’t I close this before?” He went over to check on the door, but stopped short at the doorknob. He turned around with a wide smile on his face. “Hey, shortie, c’mere!” he called Timmy over.
Timmy was initially puzzled by his reaction. The moment he approached the door, though, he immediately understood. He wore the same knowing smile as Darnell before he threw the door open and rushed down the hallway. There was a commotion, a familiar one, coming from the living room where he had spied on Jimmy, Johnny, and the twins before. His heart was beating faster in his chest. His small cock was hardening with each step he took. When he finally reached the living room, his boy nail was sticking out at full mast. Timmy's smile widened when he looked inside the room. He had been expecting this, and he was not disappointed.
Sixteen naked bodies were piled into the room. Nine boys and seven men gasped and moaned in a chorus of sexual delight. Large muscular frames pressed against tiny hairless ones. Large tongues plundered small, willing mouths. There were boys and men spread out on the sofas, carpet, and even the large, colorful coffee table in the middle of the living room. Legs were raised. Cocks were devoured. Asses were pummeled.
Everybody in the house was here, even the ones Timmy hadn't seen earlier. In one corner of the room among the undulating piles of bodies were Charlie and Teddy. The brown-haired boys were with their men on the living room floor. Timmy once mistook Charlie for a girl with his pretty face, long hair, and slim body. Now he even squealed like one while Julio pummeled his ass doggy style.
Teddy, meanwhile, was hugging his man tight and closing his eyes. He lay his head on James’ chest and panted like a dog. Timmy always thought that Teddy reminded him of a teddy bear: small, cute, but clingy. Right now the curly-haired boy clung to his man for dear life. The Korean man he was with was bouncing his ass onto his cock to impale the mewling boy.
The cacophony of the living room orgy made Timmy hard again. He heard Darnell chuckle as the man stood behind him. "So much for getting cleaned up!" the man mused. Timmy felt his big hand snaked down his body to stroke his pale little boy nail. He then felt the big black man's body draped around him like a security blanket. "Whaddya say we join in on the fun?" Darnell whispered in his ear.
Timmy's eyes were fixed on the mass of lewd acts performed on his friends. The boy couldn't tell if Darnell could see the wide, happy grin on his face. The handsome black man must have done so since he didn't wait any longer to scoop Timmy into his arms. He then picked up the nine-year-old boy and held him close to his chest. Timmy felt the familiar pressure in his hiney. By this time, he already knew how to relax his ass on command. What he didn't know was how hard the big black cock would slide in. The massive flagpole punched his guts like a rocket.
"AWWWHHHH!!" Timmy's yelp announced his arrival to the entire room. It was loud enough to carry through the whines of his friends and classmates. Some of the conjoined couples paused to regard the new arrival. Some snickered and grinned. Others gave him a thumbs-up. A small few didn't pay him any mind and went on fucking. Soon they were rejoined by the rest of the room, and the orgy began anew.
Darnell then walked into the room with Timmy held close to his chest. Each step he took made the boy bounce in his arms. Timmy lolled his tongue while Darnell stepped around the naked, sweaty men and boys. They found an empty patch of carpet right in front of the TV. Darnell sat them down, and Timmy happily bounced on his cock. The man sniffed his hair and kissed the nape of his neck. This drove Timmy even wilder. He was now practically leaping onto Darnell's cock.
Soon Timmy and Darnell's voices joined the rest of the men and boys groaning and writhing all around the room. None of them remembered that the TV was still tuned to the Disney Channel. A sing-along segment came up between commercial breaks. The words to the lyrics lit up to the beat. It was designed to help the kids at home sing along. Timmy grinned at this while Darnell used his ass like a Fleshlight. Oh, they're going to sing along, alright! Just not with the words they're told to!
"Let's get down to business," the song began.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
"To defeat the Huns," it went on.
SLAP! SLAP! SMACK! SLURP! SCHLORP!
"Did they send me daughters?" the third verse sang.
"UUUGGGHHHH!! AAAAAGGGHHH!! PUHLEEZZEEE!! OOOHHH!! OOOHHHGGGAAWWDD!! OOOHHHHHH!!"
"When I asked for sons," the fourth continued.
"YEAH! UNFF! TAKE IT! LITTLE SLUT! UNFF! FUCK THAT'S TIGHT!"
"You're the saddest bunch I've ever met, but you can bet before we're through," the pre-chorus drew near.
"AWWWHHHH!! MMMMH!! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! OHHHHH!! FASTERRRR!! HARRDDERRR!!"
"Mister, I'll make a man out of you!" the line rang in Timmy's ears. He was bouncing on Darnell's lap at top speed. His eyes were closed. His small body shuddered. His whines of delight joined the rest of his friends. The black cock tickled his sweet spot. His hard little cocklet twitched and twitched. Timmy's entire body felt buzzed and wired. Lightning bolts of pleasure ran up and down his spine.
Which is why he didn't expect a pair of hands to push him back. Timmy lost his balance and fell onto Darnell's heaving chest. His eyes fluttered open. Looming above him were the familiar faces of Cody, Andy, and Mikey. From the wide grin on his face, Timmy knew it was Cody who had pushed him.
"Told ya we'll get you back!" Cody had an evil twinkle in his eyes. He was covered in a fresh coat of sweat. Droplets of cum were rolling down his thigh. Andy and Mikey looked the same as well. Timmy thought they must be fresh out of an intense fucking. Still, that doesn't mean they're too tired for revenge. Timmy was about to say something when the blonde boy cut him off.
"Get him!" Cody commanded. On his cue, all three boys descended upon Timmy. Cody devoured his cock. Andy shoved his dick down his throat. Mikey went for his chest and sucked on his jutting nipples. All while Darnell still vigorously fucking his ass. Timmy's eyes fluttered over the sensory overload. He was torn between begging them to stop and doing him harder. He reached out one hand to cup Andy’s bouncing buttocks. His other hand stroked Mikey’s messy tufts of brown hair. His moan was stifled by Andy’s cock. He heard Andy chuckle above his head when he did.
“Yeah, choke on my cock, slut!” the brown-haired boy hissed. “That’ll teach you to-HNNGMMPH!! MMMPHH!! MMMPHHMMM!!” Timmy heard him sputter mid-speech. He couldn’t see clearly from between Andy’s thighs. He could only imagine from listening to the boy sputter and gag. A man must’ve yanked his hair and shoved a cock down his throat. Andy was pumping even faster into Timmy’s mouth. Despite his protests, he must be feeling really good right now.
“A slut calling out another slut,” Timmy heard a familiar voice speak. “Now I’ve seen everything,” Tyrone’s chuckle rang in the boy’s ears. He then heard Mikey whimper and felt Cody moan on his dick. Clearly, Tyrone was not the only man to join in on their fun. Timmy grinned inwardly. The three’s revenge plan had taken a sudden turn! Now, all of them were sluts!
The next hour and a half was a whirlwind for Timmy. He remembered being pressed belly to belly against Andy. Large hands forced them to kiss and make up. Large cocks pummeled their asses. Timmy and Andy moaned into each other’s mouths. Their tongues twined and their lips tasted each other’s sweat. All hostility between them was gone. Now they’re just here to be their men’s fucktoys. Now they’re pursuing their own climaxes. Nothing else mattered outside of that.
He remembered getting on all fours with Cody right beside him. Hands yanked their blonde hair and shoved their faces onto Mikey’s crotch. Timmy and Cody dutifully lapped up the brown-haired boy’s marble-sized eggs while another man fucked his ass. They kissed the entire length of his pale, veiny stick. Mikey whimpered and moaned as they slobbered up his dick. When they frenched over the pink tip, Mikey shuddered violently and let out a drawn-out mewl.
He remembered being fucked roughly face to face with Mikey. Both boys were picked up by their men under their armpits. Their skinny limbs were locked behind their hairless bodies by their man’s big, beefy arms. The boys were helpless as the men jabbed their anuses in short, sharp thrusts. The men then seized their throbbing dicks and made their tips kiss. The feeling of his pee slit rubbing against Mikey’s drove Timmy over the edge. The two boys shook their heads from side to side while the men rammed their anuses.
The rest was a flurry of flailing limbs and sweaty bodies. Hands roamed across hairless bodies. Lips smacked against puckered lips. Tongue swirled against invading tongues. Small dicks slurped by greedy mouths. Large cocks choking small, eager throats. And of course, the constant pounding on little white asses.
Timmy was swept through it all. One moment, he was draped over one boy on all fours. Next, he was under another to munch on his cock and balls. Then he was hugging another close to his chest. Their hairless bodies shuddered while their men pounded their asses. The frenzied pace of the orgy blended into a blur. He didn't know which boy he sucked. He didn't know which men sucked him. There was only a tangle of naked, sweaty bodies. Dicks to suck and balls to munch. Lips to kiss and nipples to tease. And of course, massive dicks punching his sweet spot again and again. Timmy closed his eyes to savor the delicious tingles. He felt another small arm scooping him in. Another boy wanted to hug him tight like a security blanket. He didn't mind and joined the soprano yelps of his friends and classmates.
The orgy came to a close on the large Mickey Mouse-themed living room table. All the boys were in a circle around it. All the men bent them over the wooden edges. Sensing the end, they pounded the boys' asses without mercy. They slam their cocks hard against their squealing charges. They seemed to make a game out of it. Each man bore down on their boy to make them squeal the loudest. Each man pistoned like a machine into the pale little butts in front of them. The table creaked in protest. Soprano cries rose up in a crescendo. The chorus of unbroken voices drowned out the cartoons still playing on the TV.
Timmy's eyes fluttered as he looked at all his friends. All the familiar faces from the playground were flushed pink from a different kind of play. His best friend Benji was always a tough kid, whom he admired. Now he admired his ability to take a massive black cock up the ass. Andy and Mikey were beside him. They were the loudest kids on the playground. Now they're the loudest kids on the table as their men pulled their hair back while pounding their asses.
Cody was right beside them. He used to force Timmy to play games he thought were too rough. Now he had his man force him to kiss Charlie right beside him. The girlish boy looked happy somehow. He seemed to like kissing Cody even with all the rough stuff. Beside them were Johnny and his little brother Jimmy, side by side and face down on the table. Johnny was always protective of his little brother, who followed him like a loyal puppy. Even now, Johnny held his baby brother's hand tight while their men pounded their asses. He seemed to silently assure Jimmy that everything was okay while Jimmy drooled liberally on the table.
Billy and Teddy occupied the last two spaces next to Timmy. They were smaller than he was, even though all three of them were nine-year-olds. Right now, they both looked even smaller as their men draped over their naked bodies. Billy pounded his fist on the table with each forceful thrust. Teddy, meanwhile, resigned himself to his fate. The small boy clawed his man's arms while chanting a litany of "Fffuck mmmeee!"
A deep roar rose from the man fucking Timmy's ass. The boy felt warm jets of fluid filling him up to the brim. All the other men joined in with their adult companions. They held their boys close, slowly pumped their hineys, and let out a satisfied cry of release. Timmy too reached a satisfying climax. His short, hard nail twitched and twitched. Butterflies fluttered around in his tummy. He lost count of how many times he climaxed thanks to the big dick in his ass. Looking around at his pals, he knew they felt the same. Every single one of their flushed pink faces looked deeply satisfied!
The boys collapsed onto the table when their men got off on top of them. Some had their heads resting on their folded arms. Some were too tired to even lift their heads. All were dripping with sweat. Each one of the boys looked at the other. Timmy's eyes locked with his best friend Benji. The two boys grinned, and soon all the other boys flashed each other a meaningful smile. All ten little white boys know what it meant. As fun as Mickey's little magic kingdom might be, it can't possibly top the thrills they just experienced. They would much rather spend the entire weekend here in this little house, fucking like wild rabbits, than do anything else.
Unfortunately, that idea was vetoed when Julio and the other men herded the boys to get cleaned up. Still, Disneyland was a fair consolation prize. None of the boys objected when the men ushered them for a quick breakfast and got ready to pay Mickey a visit. They had to resist the urge for a repeat impromptu orgy. Some of the boys, though, had success seducing their men around the breakfast table. Timmy triumphantly walked out of the dining room hand in hand with Julio. Traces of the Latino man's baby batter still lodged deep in his rectum as he led Timmy back for a third shower that morning.
One and a half hours later, the boys marched out of the house squeaky clean and dressed in their favorite Disney wear. Not a single one of their tourist neighbors suspected that every single one of them had been fucked by every man in their group. Sure, they questioned the nature of ten young boys being watched by eight men too young to be their fathers. None of them sounded the alarm, though, when Julio pulled out his business card. Timmy couldn't help but grin at that. He wondered if this meant they were going to have new friends from Florida to 'play' with.
Julio then rejoined their group and placed a Mickey Mouse hat on Timmy's head. The blonde boy giggled when the man picked him up and had him sit on his shoulders. He saw Tyrone pull out his phone and aimed it at the group. All of them made silly faces and flashed peace signs at the camera as they made their way to Disneyland. This was going to be the best weekend ever!
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