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Summer Project
Chapter One

The blazing June summer sun beat down as a shirtless, well-tanned, and barefoot Jace and Jon watched the sweating, muscular black men dressed in work overalls work towards finishing unloading the moving van. Their blond, slender, athletic bodies glistened in the sweltering summer sun. Their father liked to move every couple of years after “exhausting” the local “resources” and “talent.” He explained that the new town seemed primed with new possibilities for their family, according to their father’s friends.

The two brothers, Jace, who had just turned eight, and Jon, nine, who would soon be ten on July 4, were looking forward to exploring the new neighborhood and town while meeting new friends and playmates. Getting to know new people was always exciting for them. The two brothers loved to explore and learn new things.

Their new house was an almost hundred-and-fifty-year-old two-story gingerbread Victorian cottage on an old street lined with giant trees. It had a large, completely fenced backyard, a kidney-shaped pool, and a fantastic treehouse. The soundproof basement included a media room and a playroom. The possibilities for new adventures seemed endless for the two brothers.

Just as Jace was about to follow two movers inside the house, he and Jon noticed a petite, cute, lightly tanned brunette, who appeared about six or seven years old, riding his bike in circles in front of the house and the moving van.

“Fuck he’s cute,” Jace whispered to his brother as he squeezed his tented-out basketball shorts.

“Yeah, he is,” agreed Jon as he sprouted a tent in his shorts. “I think we’ve found our first summer project,” he chuckled softly. “Dad’s going to love him, and so will Uncle Robbie,” he whispered to Jace. “Let’s introduce ourselves,” Jon said, waving to the cute boy as he walked across the yard toward their newest project.

“Hey, I’m Jon, and this is my brother Jace,” the older boy said, stepping into the street and introducing himself to the cute boy on his bike.

“I’m Elliot,” the boy shyly smiled, shaking Jon and Jace’s hands. I live on Jeffrey Street with my grandmother in the red brick house with green shutters,” he said, pointing back towards a street that intersected with Jon and Jace’s.

“Nice, we’re like neighbors,” Jace said, moving closer to Elliot. “I’m going into third grade at Weller Elementary in the fall.”

“Wow, so am I. Maybe we’ll have the same teacher,” Elliot replied with a bright smile. The shy boy was happy about finally making friends with someone close to where he lived with his grandmother. The good-looking brothers seemed nice, and he liked the idea of being a possible classmate with the cute, shirtless, barefoot Jace.

Jace gave Elliot a huge grin, picturing the cute, smaller boy blowing him at school. He could see endless possibilities of sex with his new neighbor, and the summer was just beginning. He and Jon needed to get him to have a sleepover with them as soon as possible. He hadn’t had a virgin hole since they went camping a few weeks back, and he had fucked a six-year-old from the campsite next to them.

“Did you know the people who used to live here?” Jon asked Elliott as he squeezed his tented-out boner, which in turn caused the younger boy to blush. Damn, Elliot looked so sexy, the nine-year-old thought. He was looking forward to seeing the cute brunette eight-year-old naked.

“Umm, sort of, they were friends of my grandmother. Their kids were grown and gone by the time my mother brought me to live with my grandmother last year. They once had a party and let me swim in their pool, but otherwise, they didn’t use it. When Mr. Fee passed away earlier this year, she decided to sell the house and move to an assisted living place near her son.”

“Well, the pool was one reason Dad bought the house; another big reason was that a few of his friends thought it would be a great place for us to meet new friends,” Jace said, smiling at Elliot. “You should come swim with us later once the movers are finished with us.” He smirked at Jon as he absent-mindedly reached inside his shorts and stroked his hard two-and-a-half inches.

Elliot couldn’t help but blush harder as he watched Jace stroke himself. He’d never met anyone who didn’t seem to care whether someone saw them playing with themselves so publicly. Most of his friends or the boys he knew never touched themselves, or at least not in public. He began wondering what Jace and Jon’s wieners looked like as his own wiener started getting hard. He’d barely gotten a look at other boys' little dicks when he changed at the local pool.

“That would be great; I’ll grab my swimming stuff and let my grandmother know where I am going to be so that she won’t worry,” Elliot smiled at the prospect of swimming with his new friends.

“Give us about an hour or so, and we’ll be ready,” Jon told Elliot with a smile, ensuring he and his brother had plenty of time to thank the movers for all their hard work.

“Cool, I’ll be back after lunch,” Elliot excitedly told the brothers before returning to his house.

“See ya later,” Jace said, grinning before turning to follow two Black movers carrying his bedroom dresser inside the house to his room.

Jon couldn’t help smiling at his younger brother. Jace was such a slut for Black cock, primarily when they had worked up a sweat. He suspected his brother would blaze up first before offering his ass and mouth up to the two men. And Jon undoubtedly was looking forward to the hung Blactino owner and the Latino mover railing the fuck out of him in the moving van.

The nine-year-old Jon hoped all the neighbor boys were as cute as Elliot, and they all were tight virgins. Few things were as fun as turning innocent boys into full-fledged sluts like he and his brother. He was looking forward to seeing how slutty Elliot was by the time school started. Jon knew if Jace had any input in the matter, he’d have the eight-year-old Elliot regretting he hadn’t gotten fucked when he was younger, like five or six. Jace was the Pied Piper of sex.

Once the two older, dark, muscular men climbed back into the moving van, Jon followed them, climbing in himself. He quickly pushed down his shorts and kicked them off as he knelt before the handsome bald owner on a moving pad. He grinned up at the man as he unzipped the sweat-stained overalls. “I just wanted to thank you, guys, for all your hard work moving us in today,” he said, extracting the man’s thick, uncut nine inches.

Edmund de Winter sat in his new study watching his eight-year-old son, Jace, getting spit-roasted for a second time in thirty minutes by the two muscular black movers while he watched on his computer monitor. Though he couldn’t see what Jon was up to, he suspected his older boy was getting the same thing done to him. Edmund never imagined they would become so slutty and would become outstanding recruiters for him and his online friends.

He introduced his sons to sucking and getting fingered when each of them turned two. Edmund then popped each once they turned five. Jon encouraged his younger brother to embrace sex like he had done when he was Jace’s age. They took to sex like fish to water and loved sharing their bodies with their father’s fellow pervs or anyone else they could find. They also readily lured their school friends into sex play, and then he and his sons passed their friends on to local pervs.

He had hundreds of thousands of pictures of his sons and all their friends being used like the sluts they were born to be. He would move every couple of years once he had seduced, molested, and introduced all his sons’ friends to local pervs he’d met online. That way, he ensured his hidden cameras would record everything the men did to the boys they used. Thus, it was a win-win for everyone.

Several men in their new town had suggested he consider moving to the area. They thought the boys in the neighborhood would make great slut boys for them to use for years to come. The boys were cute, young, and looked so fucking innocent. When he registered his sons, Edmund found plentiful prey in the area. The school had told Edmund there would be a sizeable group of boys in third and fourth grade this coming school year. This meant to him that a steady supply of boys would be ready to be broken to their true purpose. The secretary had told him they planned to hire a couple of new teachers to help with the overflow of third- and fourth-grade classes.

Edmund filed that piece of information away for later. One of his online friends was a teacher who was interested in moving before he got caught. Jace would definitely be up for having Luigi as a teacher. He knew Jon also would be up for a good pounding from the man’s Red Bull-thick, uncut nine-and-a-half inches.

Edmund had seen some photographs the men had taken secretly of potential boys to be molested and agreed with the men. He and his late wife’s younger brother would have fun molesting the local boys once his sons had lured their new friends into their secret world of sex. Few things were hotter than seeing underage five or six-year-olds to thirteen-year-olds with gaping boy pussies leaking men’s jizz.

Four of his newest friends were expected once it was dark so that they could sample his sons' unique talents. All the hidden cameras around the pool had been installed a couple of days before they moved into the new house. He was going to enjoy watching Jace and Jon being complete sluts with the perv strangers. Both boys were excited when he told them all the men were at least eight inches or more. Edmund hadn’t bothered, though, to say to his sons that this first group of men were level three pervs on the sex offender registry and were looking forward to no-holds-barred sex with the two willing underage brother sluts.

“Hey, Dad,” a naked, disheveled Jon said to his dad as he entered his father’s office carrying his discarded shorts, which, by their looks, were used to clean up after his eldest’s tag team. “Jace still trying to wear out DeShawn and Tyrone?” The nine-year-old asked his father.

“Yeah, he’s working on a third load from each now,” chuckled Edmund, pulling his older son into a hug. “I thought you’d be doing the same thing with Luis and his nephew Stinger,” he said, reaching over to stroke Jon’s still hard three inches.

“I would, but they wanted to finish unloading the last of our stuff and get ready to leave since they’ve got a long drive back to Williamsburg,” Jon smiled as he grabbed the large tent in his father’s lap. He skillfully unzipped his father’s shorts before freeing the thick eight inches of man meat. “Plus, our new friend is coming over to swim soon,” he smirked at his father as he straddled the older man. He lined up his father’s cock at his well-bred leaking hole before impaling himself balls-deep on his favorite mancock. “Yes,” Jon moaned as he leaned in to kiss his father.

“Oh,” Edmund said, pulling back from the sensual kiss with a smile and a raised eyebrow. “New friend, huh? Not wasting any time,” he chuckled as Jon began fucking himself on his father’s cock.

“Nope,…he’s…our…first project…of…the…summer. He’s…cute…as…fuck…with an…ass to…die…for,” Jon grinned. “I’m…looking…forward…to…punching…his…V-card…and making…him…just…like…us,” the prepubescent boy said as he long dicked himself forcefully. “He’s…going…to…be…in…the…same…grade…as…Jace,” Jon moaned as he ground himself on the older man’s trimmed pubes. “But…he…looks…closer…to kindergarten…or…first…grade,” Jon continued, leaning in to kiss his father.

“Nice,” Edmund huskily replied. “Do you have any plans for when he comes over?”

“Yeah,…” Jon panted, getting closer to jizzing. “We’re…going…to…get…him…to …skinny…dip…with…us…and…show…him…how…good…it…feels…being…naked,” the boy moaned. “Oh…fuck,…Dad,…make…me…cum,” Jon begged as he teetered on the edge of a mind-blowing dry cum.

Edmund rabbit fucked up into his oldest boy’s preloaded fuck hole, preparing to add his load to those of the movers who had used the boy’s nine-year-old boy pussy as their cumdump. “Oh fuck!” the older man gasped as he nutted deep inside his son, triggering his son, Jon, to shudder and shake with his intense dry climax.

The nine-year-old gasped in pleasure as his father’s firm, muscular arms pulled him against his hairy chest and abdomen. “Yes!” Jon moaned, leaning in to kiss his father again as the man finished unloading inside his hungry hole. “Thanks, Dad,” Jon panted as he milked the last of his father’s cum from the man’s cock with his talented elementary school ass. Jon climbed off his father’s cock and promptly cleaned the glistening wet fuck stick with his mouth as he had been trained.

A minute or so later, the doorbell rang. “That must be Elliot,” Jon grinned, moving to answer the front door.

“Jon, you might want to put some clean shorts on or at least a towel,” Edmund chuckled as he wiped himself off before zipping up. “I’ll get the door while you make yourself decent for your newbie and get your brother; it looks like they finished giving him a good workout,” he said, giving Jon another passionate kiss as he stroked his son’s still-hard three inches of prime boy meat.

“Okay, Dad,” grinned Jon, bounding out of the room to find a clean pair of shorts, but then thought fuck it. He’d just put on a towel since he and Jace would be naked once they got to the pool.

Edmund pushed his semi down one of his shorts pant legs as he rose to answer the door. He was pleased that Jace and Jon had already selected some poor, innocent boy who would soon learn that his purpose in life was to give his body to men. If the boy was as cute as Jon said, he couldn’t wait to get him on film being used like a slutty, cumdump, whoreboy.

The two sweaty, half-dressed Black movers were coming down the stairs after molesting his eight-year-old son in his bedroom. Their smiles told Edmund everything he needed to know. “I hope Jace thanked you properly,” he grinned at the two men.

“Oh yeah, he certainly did, Mr. de Winter,” DeShawn replied with a grin. “He asked if we could come over any time; he might need something moved in his room,” chuckled the older black man.

“That sounds like he really enjoyed your services,” Edmund chuckled, opening the door to let the men out. “If you are ever in the area, let me know. Jace loves moving his bed around the room until he finds the perfect position,” Edmund replied with a smirk.

“We’ll keep that in mind, Sir. That is certainly true,” the ebony, sweat-glistening man continued as both men shook Edmund’s hand. “Oops, excuse me, little dude,” Tyrone said with a grin as he and DeShawn stepped around the cute, barely three-foot-five-inch, forty-pound, shirtless, shaggy-haired brunette boy standing on the porch.

“Excuse me, sirs, I’m sorry,” Elliot said, blushing as he stepped out of the way of the two muscular, sweaty Black men leaving.

“You must be Elliot,” Edmund smiled at his newest prey. “Come on in, and don’t mind the mess,” he said, stepping aside to let the young boy enter. “Fuck,” he thought to himself. He couldn’t wait until he slid inside the young eight-year-old for the first time, gaping his tiny hole as he made the boy beg for his cock and cum. The resulting video of his first man cock would quickly go for a couple of thousand, if not more.

“Thank you, Sir,” Elliot said as he stepped inside his new friend’s house. He felt slightly in awe at the shirtless, handsome, six-foot, well-toned, muscular, hairy blond man with a five o’clock shadow. The attractive man had obviously been working hard enough to mat his chest and six-pack hair. None of his friends’ fathers was built like his new friend’s father. A hint of a new smell from Jace and Jon’s father made him chub up instantly. He pulled his backpack against his groin to cover the growing tent in his boardshorts. His grandmother always embarrassed Elliot when he got a boner, so he learned it was best to hide it whenever he got one.

“The boys should be down in a couple of minutes,” Edmund told Elliot as he guided the young future fuckhole toward the flagstone patio and pool. He was looking forward to Jace and Jon introducing Elliot to skinny-dipping. His sons loved corrupting innocent boys and turning them into little cumdump sluts for men.

Edmund was looking forward to sliding into Elliot’s hot bubble butt once Jon and Jace punched his V-card. His cock pulsed as he thought of how sexy the young boy's moans would be as he became a fuck toy for men to use. After Jon and Jace got him comfortable being naked, he would have them invite the boy to a sleepover. Once they broke Elliot in, he would take his turn. It had been a while since he’d had fresh boy pussy, and eight-year-old Elliot looked like he fit the bill perfectly.

“Come on out to the pool,” Edmund smiled as he guided their young, innocent prey outside. “Go ahead and make yourself comfortable and hop in the pool. Jace and Jon should be out shortly,” he told Elliot as the boy took his towel from his shoulders.

“Thank you, Sir,” Elliot smiled at Edmund, noticing the man had an impressive bulge running down the side of one of his shorts legs. He couldn’t be stiff like he was, could he? Elliot had never seen any of his friends’ fathers like that before.

“You don’t need to call me Sir. I’m Edmund to my friends, and I’m sure we’ll be close friends before long,” he smiled at the young boy wearing a tented-out pair of Quicksilver grey and white trunks.

“Thank you, Sir. I mean, Edmund,” Elliot beamed up at the older man. No adult had ever allowed Elliot to call them by their first name. He somehow felt special because of Edmund’s treatment. He wished he had someone like the older man in his life. He loved his grandmother but missed having a man in his life.

“Not a problem, Elliot. I know we are going to become amazing friends, I have no doubt,” he said, smiling, as he took the opportunity to let his hand roam over the small boy’s smooth and lightly tanned back. He was pleased to see Elliot’s elementary school boy’s tent poking out. If things went well, Elliot would be taking cock by the end of the weekend.

Elliot couldn’t help but blush as his tent grew. Why couldn’t his wiener behave itself? The faint odor coming from his friends’ dad was doing strange things to his body. Well, that and how handsome the man was didn’t help either. Unlike his grandmother embarrassing him about his boner, Edmund didn’t seem to care.

Edmund guided the still-innocent eight-year-old out to the patio and pool. “Go ahead and make yourself at home and jump in. The boys should be out shortly,” the older man said, smiling at Elliot. Jon and Jace would have so much fun corrupting the naïve young boy. The young boy appeared to lack the presence of a male figure in his life; well, before long, he’d have more males than he thought possible.

“Thanks, Sir,” Elliot replied, dropping his backpack and kicking off his flip-flops. He walked over to the pool's edge, stuck a foot in, and smiled. The water was perfect—not too cold or too warm. He jogged over to the diving board and hopped up before running to the end and doing a cannonball. As he surfaced, he noticed Jace and Jon setting drinks and chips on one of the poolside tables, but what caught his attention was the fact that both boys were naked and sporting boners.

“Hey, how’s the water?” Jace asked, grinning at Elliot, who stared at his hard two-and-a-half inches of boy meat.

“Um, good,” Elliot replied with a blush covering his face at seeing the two brothers naked, sporting a couple of nice-sized uncut boy spikes from their smooth groins.

“Sweet, the last one in is a pussyboy,” yelled Jon as he dashed to the pool with his bouncing hard three inches leading the way, while Jace sipped lemonade.

“You suck,” called Jace as he set his glass down and ran towards the pool, unsuccessfully trying to beat his older brother.

“Better than you do,” laughed Jon as he launched himself into the air to cannonball next to Elliot.

“That’s not what Kev said,” Jace chuckled as he cannonballed toward Elliot. “Hey,” he grinned at Elliot as he swam to his latest prey. “I’m so glad we met you; I know we’re going to be best friends in no time,” Jace said, wrapping his arms around the more petite boy’s frame, pulling him in for a tight hug, and making sure his boner rubbed against Elliot’s boner, tenting out his board shorts. Jace beamed at his new playmate, whom he looked forward to corrupting and turning the young boy into a whore cumdump for men.

Elliot’s head bobbed down as Jace caught a breath before he dived down and joined his brother, pulling off the young third-grader’s board shorts. Jon grinned as Elliot realized he was now naked like the two brothers.

“Hey!” sputtered Elliot once his head reemerged above the water. “Give me those!” he shouted as Jace swam to the side of the pool, tossing the trunks a reasonable distance away from the pool. More embarrassed than upset, Elliot started swimming towards where Jace had tossed his board shorts.

“Whoa,” Jon said softly, wrapping his arms around the smaller boy. “It’s all right. We’re just playing with you, Elliot,” continued Jon as he pulled his soon-to-be latest virgin back towards the shallow end of the pool. Once they reached the steps, Jon pulled Elliot until the small boy was seated with Jon’s hard three inches between his ass cheeks. “No one here is trying to embarrass you or hurt you; Jace and I wanted you to be comfortable swimming naked. Doctors say swimming naked is much better for you anyway,” Jon said as Jace joined him next to Elliot.

“We’re going to be great friends, Elliot, so Jon and I want you to be comfortable with our family being naturists,” Jace told Elliot as he rubbed the little boy’s glistening chest, pausing to tease the smaller boy’s hardening, sensitive nipples. A slight moan from Elliot brought a smile to the two brothers’ faces. They loved playing with moaners.

“Naturist?” Elliot finally asked, calming down, which made the brothers smile at one another.

“It’s just a fancy way of saying our family hates wearing clothes, so we’re often naked at home, in different friends' homes, or in special campgrounds. So, to make sure our friends don’t get embarrassed, we get them to join and find out how freeing it is to be naked,” Jon said, running his hands along Elliot’s open thighs, smirking as Elliot’s hard two inches twitched on his hairless groin from Jon’s touch. “Besides Elliot, all our best friends before liked being naked with us.”

“Really?” Elliot replied, hoping the brothers were telling the truth. Strangely, the young innocent was enjoying being naked and the touches of his new friends.

“Yeah, Elliot, and I want you to be like my old best friend Jimmy from before, naked whenever he was at our house.” Jace smiled at his prey. “And besides, you have a sexy body and should show it off,” he continued, smirking at Jon. Jace continued rubbing his new eight-year-old prey’s chest and stomach while his older nine-year-old brother held Elliot in place on his stiff cock and rubbed the eight-year-old’s thighs and groin.

“Well,” Elliot said, pausing briefly before continuing, “Okay!” he declared cheerfully. He was willing to do anything to have Jace as a best friend. Besides, it wasn’t like anyone else would ever see him naked. And if ancient boys were naked like he had read in history books, so could he.

The brothers smiled at one another; they had hooked their prey, and now they just needed to carefully pull him in and twist their new eight-year-old friend into a proper cumdump, slut for men to use for their pleasure.

The three boys began playing tag, cannonballing, and trying to dunk one another in the pool. Elliot was surprised at how often the two brothers grabbed his wiener and soon began doing the same to them, which only seemed to encourage them to touch and play with his hard little guy. Elliot found he really enjoyed the feelings he got from all their touching.

Elliot became increasingly more comfortable being naked as the boys swam and played in the scorching summer afternoon. He noticed Jace and Jon now began stroking their hardons both in the water and out of it. Curiosity got the better of him, so he asked, “Why are you stroking you willies?”

Jace grinned at Elliot, “Beating off is one of the best feelings in the world,” he said. “Don’t you beat off?” Jace asked, already knowing the answer. Before Elliot went home that afternoon, he and Jon would make sure the cute eight-year-old was willingly polishing his knob along with theirs. They would make sure Elliot started playing with his boy nail all the time so that men would know he was a horny boy whore needing to please men.

Under the guise of just teaching Elliot a fun game, Jon and Jace began teaching their innocent eight-year-old friend the pleasures of playing with his wiener. “Come on, Elliot, grab your cock like this,” Jace and Jon demonstrated to their new friend.

“Like this?” Elliot asked as the two brothers sat on the edge of the pool, on either side of him.

“Yeah, just like that, Elliot. Now stroke it just like we are,” Jace said, smiling at his eight-year-old friend.

Elliot copied the two brothers' actions. As he did so, suddenly, he began experiencing unbelievable sensations emanating from his wiener. “Oh god, this feels so good,” he half moaned.

“Yeah, it does,” Jon grinned at him. “Keep doing it like that; it will feel unlike anything you have ever felt.”

Elliot began stroking up and down even faster without being told because it felt amazing. Suddenly, something happened, and his body started shaking and twitching as incredible feelings exploded from his wiener. “OH GOD…OH…GOD…OH…GOD!” Elliot practically shouted as he experienced his first dry cum.

Jace and Jon experienced their own dry cums from watching Elliot experience his own. They grinned at one another, knowing Elliot was nearly theirs to corrupt and turn into a cumslut boy whore.

“That was your first time coming, wasn’t it?” Jace asked as he started to come down from his climax.

“Yeah,” panted a grinning Elliot. “That was the best feeling I’ve ever had in my life,” he told his new friends.

“Sweet,” Jace said. “The great thing is you can just keep doing it and doing it and not stop.”

“Really?” Elliot asked, not believing he could keep doing this and still get these fantastic feelings.

After the first time, dry cumming Elliot was hooked on jacking off. Any thoughts of swimming disappeared as the three boys continued to beat off. After a while of sitting on the side of the pool, jacking off, Jace suggested jerking each other, which he told Elliot was even more fun. Elliot was more than willing to follow Jace’s suggestion.

The eight-year-old virgin leaped at the opportunity to feel his new friends’ wieners in his hand. Elliot almost climaxed as soon as Jace started stroking him. He’d never thought his wiener could make him feel so good.

The two brothers made it seem completely normal for boys to play like that. As time went by, the slender eight-year-old completely forgot he was naked. It barely registered that he, Jace, and Jon were naked and hard, playing with their cocks as they taught Elliot to call his wiener when Edmund brought out some sliced watermelon for them to enjoy.

“Come and get it, boys,” a naked and hard Edmund called to his sons and Elliot. It was time to see how his sons’ efforts in corrupting the cute eight-year-old were going.

“Thanks, Dad,” Jace said as he and Jon grabbed a piece of juicy watermelon and began sloppily eating it.

“Here, Elliot, help yourself,” Edmund said with a smile as he offered the cute, fuckable eight-year-old a slice of watermelon. He grinned as Elliot’s eyes focused on his eight inches of prime boy fucker. “Here,” the man said, blocking his cock with a particularly juicy piece of watermelon.

“Oh, I’m sorry, thanks, Edmund,” Elliot said, seemingly still fascinated by Jace and Jon’s father’s cock. “You’re so BIG,” the young boy said as he took a bite of watermelon, causing the juices to run down his chin and chest.

“Why, thank you, Elliot. I’m glad you like my cock,” Edmund said, grinning. “You can touch if you want; we’re all guys here and know what feels good to do with ourselves and other men,” he continued. “You can play with my cock anytime you want, just like you will with Jace and Jon since we’re all good friends.”

“Really?” The now juice-covered boy asked.

“Most definitely, go ahead and touch it and show me what good friends you and I are,” the older man told Elliot.

“Yeah, Elliot, jerk Dad off. If you do it right, he will have a special treat you will love; Jon and I love Dad’s special secret treat,” Jace said, grinning at his new friend. He wanted to see Elliot get his first taste of jizz before Elliot went home later that afternoon. As his father got ready to blow his nut, the two brothers would introduce their eight-year-old friend to sucking their dad’s cock. They would demonstrate and then have him copy what they did until Elliot got his first taste of jizz.

Elliot slowly reached out and wrapped his tiny hand around Jace and Jon’s father’s cock. Even though his hand didn’t wholly encircle the man’s wiener, it still felt incredible. It was stiff as a piece of wood but soft to hold.

“May I jerk you off, Sir?” Elliot asked, looking up into the man’s intense blue eyes.

Edmund gave Elliot a warm smile. “Certainly, son. I would love you to beat my meat as much as you want,” the older man said. Jace and Jon just smiled at their father. They had hooked Elliot, and now was the time to reel him in.

Elliot smiled at being called son by this handsome man. He began to jerk off the man as his sons had taught him, enjoying the feel of his first man's cock in his hand. The young eight-year-old wanted to show Edmund he was as good as Jace and Jon in bringing pleasure to their father.

Edmund saw right away how Elliot responded to being called son. He loved boys starved for a man’s attention; they, more often than not, would do anything a man wanted to maintain the masculine bond the boys craved. If all went as it appeared, by Friday, Elliot would no longer be a virgin. Jace, Jon, and he would have broken in the cute eight-year-old, who would have been helped by some chemicals, ensuring his willingness to participate in the weekend of fun and games. When the small boy returned home to his grandmother, Elliot would be a full-blown cumslut whore.

Later Friday, he would begin introducing the boy to a several of his new friends. All three boys would be fucked and traded off to the next man, and keep repeating. Edmund had already planned to make sure one of the men was a black man from the moving company. Jace could teach Elliot to love black cock. How better to prevent racism than teaching lil’ white boys to love big black cock.

The other would be a well-hung, barely thirty-something Korean who ran a Taekwondo Dojo. He held special nude lessons for some of his boys. Edmund planned to register Jace and Jon; maybe he could get Elliot to join as well. It was always hot to have parents pay men to molest their sons, essentially.

“Hey Elliot, want to see something Dad really likes, and so do Jon and I,” Jace whispered huskily into his new friend’s ear as he ran his hands all over Elliot’s naked body.

“Yeah,” answered Elliot, who was now a willing participant in his corruption. He loved everything he had done and wanted to do it as much as possible now.

“Let go of Dad’s yogurt maker,” Jace giggled, using his favorite name for his father’s girthy eight inches, as he and his older brother knelt on either side of his father’s cock.

Elliot watched in stunned amazement as the two brothers began licking up and down their father’s cock before Jace opened his mouth wide and started sucking his favorite cock in the world. Meantime, Jon began sucking on his Dad’s huge balls while beating his nine-year-old cock.

“Oh, fuck yeah, boys, work my cock and balls with your mouths,” Edmund moaned in pleasure. Pre-cum flowed out of his dick like water flowing out of a faucet. The mere thought of seeing Elliot’s small, virgin mouth stretched wide, learning to suck him under his son's tutelage, had Edmund more aroused than ever.

He’d already decided that he, rather than one of his sons, would pop Elliot’s tight cherry. Afterward, Edmund would let his guests have a turn or two before letting Jace and Jon fuck their friend. He would never allow Elliot to top; he would become a total power bottom before school started.

Jon pulled the ball he was nursing out of his mouth. “Hey, Elliot, come down here and help me suck on Dad’s big balls. I can only get one in my mouth at a time unless you want to suck on his cock like Jace.

Jon knew the best way to teach boys to suck cock was not to give them a choice in the matter, just assume it was normal and encourage them to join the fun.

Elliot crawled over to Edmund, not even thinking to argue the point that one of his new friends wanted him to suck on his father’s big, hairy balls. The musky smell coming from the man’s trimmed groin made the small boy feel excited and want to join Jon in sucking on the older boy’s father’s balls.

“Lick it first so you get a good taste before putting it into your mouth,” Jon instructed their latest prey.

The three corruptors waited with bated breath for Elliot’s extended tongue to get its first taste of man. Elliot lightly licked the man’s right ball a few times before pulling back, trying to process Jace and Jon's dad's taste, smell, and feel.

Before Elliot said anything, Jon asked, “Doesn’t it taste fucking good? Just wait until you suck on him like Jace; you’ll not be able to get enough of being a cocksucker like Jace and me.” The older boy was now taking charge of grooming the small eight-year-old.

The taste wasn’t what he expected, but Jon was right. It did taste good. He smiled at Jon, “Yeah, it does,” he replied, not realizing he could say otherwise. Jon said it tasted good, and so it did to Elliot.

Jon pulled off his father’s left ball as soon as he saw Elliot getting into sucking their dad’s ball. The eight-year-old began working on one ball, then the other, without being told. Jon grinned at his father and Jace, knowing they had him.

After letting their latest prey spend several long minutes sucking and licking Edmund’s balls, the older man was ready to make Elliot a proper cocksucker for men. “Jace, why don’t you teach Elliot how to suck my cock,” the older man told his son.

“Hey, Elliot, come up here and get a taste of Dad’s cock; it tastes even better than his balls. It has lots of good stuff to drink,” Jace told his new friend.

“But that’s where pee comes from,” Elliot said as he watched Jace stroke his father’s glistening eight inches.

"And how do you know what pee tastes like?" Jace giggled, knowing Elliot would be familiar with that taste before the summer was over. He gathered a drop of precum flowing from his father’s cock and held it out to Elliot to taste. “Here, try a taste. I promise you will love it as much as Jon and I do.”

Elliot took a tentative swipe of Jace’s finger with his tongue. One lap turned into two, and then two became four until nothing was left. “Wow, that does taste good.”

 

Jace brought his finger back to his father’s cock and covered it again, and placed it in front of Elliot again, but this time a little closer to his father’s drooling cock so the cute eight-year-old would have to move a little further for it.

 

"Want some more?" Jace asked. In answer, Elliot lunged for Jace’s finger like a little lollypop. The three molesters smiled at one another as Elliot bobbed his head up and down on it like a pro. The eight-year-old moaned around Jace’s finger.

"This is the good stuff, straight from the source," Jace continued, putting a string of precum on his finger and closer to Elliot’s face. As his eight-year-old went for it this time, Jace pulled it back till he had to move closer to Edmund’s cock to get to his finger.

Elliot went for it again as Jace pulled his finger back till it was in
line with his dad’s cock. "See, Elliot, that drop is just for you," said a smiling Jace to his dad and older brother.

They waited with bated breath as Elliot thought about it for a second before taking a lick over the tip of Edmund’s cock.

"Oh fuck," moaned Edmund as the father and his two boys watched the birth of a cocksucker. And as with Jace’s finger, one lick turned into two, and then more before more of Elliot’s little tongue surrounded the head of the older man’s cock. Precum just poured out of Edmund’s cock, which in turn caused Elliot to lick and suck faster and harder as precum continued to flow out. The boy was a natural cocksucker, and Edmund planned to have Elliot suck him off regularly each day from now on.

 

Jace and Jon beat their boy toys furiously as they watched their dad get closer to blowing his load. They wondered if he planned to make Elliot swallow all his load or only part of it before plastering his face. They hoped he would do the latter so they could lick it off and feed it to their new friend as they taught him to kiss.

“Oh…fuck,…gonna…nutt,” moaned Edmund.

 

“Swallow his jizz, Elliot,” Jon commanded the young eight-year-old.

 

“Yeah, L, do it, suck dad’s jizz,” Jace encouraged his friend, giving him a nickname. They often did that with boys they lured into becoming horn dogs for men. This ensured the men could talk about various boys with others without outsiders knowing, and it gave the boys a sense of privacy unless they told the men who molested them, which a surprising number did.

 

“FUCK!” Edmund moaned as he blasted his jizz into Elliot’s no longer virgin mouth.

Elliot tried to swallow as much of the creamy stuff as possible, but his mouth was now overflowing. The cute brunette eight-year-old pulled off Edmund’s still pulsing cock and almost instantly was plastered all over his face with the thick creamy fluid that had been filling his mouth just moments before.

As Edmund plastered Elliot’s face, he smiled at the small boy. “Good job, son; you did great for a first-timer and will improve as you practice with me, Jace, and Jon. They will help make you an even better cocksucker just like them, son.” Edmund understood how to bind the fatherless eight-year-old to him by calling Elliot his son. The young, no longer completely innocent, would do anything to be part of his family.”

 

“Fuck Elliot, you did fantastic sucking Dad’s cock,” Jace beamed at Elliot, sliding next to Elliot’s right side while Jon moved next to their latest prey.

“Shit, yeah, dude, you did great; now we’re going to show you something else fun that we love to do,” Jon told Elliot as he nodded at Jace.

 

Jace leaned in along with Jon, and the two began licking the creamy substance from Elliot’s face. “

 

“Open your mouth,” Jon told Elliot; once Elliot complied, Jon leaned in, depositing his dad’s jizz in the eight-year-old’s mouth before beginning to French kiss Elliot. As with sucking, the no longer innocent boy was a natural. “Don’t leave out Jace,” the nine-year-old told Elliot.

 

Elliot turned towards Jace; newborn lust filled the small eight-year-old’s eyes. He eagerly opened his mouth and leaned towards his new friend’s face. As soon as Jace opened his mouth to feed Elliot his dad’s nutt, his new friend was trying to swallow it as he rammed his tongue into Jace’s mouth like a sex-starved whore boy.

 

“Damn, Elliot go for it,” said Jon; a moment later, Elliot turned to kiss the older nine-year-old with the same passion as he had done to Jace.

 

The two brothers began running their hands all over Elliot’s naked body. Elliot quickly joined them, rubbing his hands over the two brothers' bodies.

 

Jon soon eased Elliot’s head down toward his rock-hard boy nail. The nine-year-old was surprised he didn’t have to say anything before the cute brunette deep-throated his new friend.

 

“Fuck yeah, L, suck Jon’s cock,” moaned Jace as he watched his new friend go to town on his older brother. He had no doubt Elliot would soon be a slut for men to use over and over. Jace couldn’t wait until the weekend when they popped Elliot’s cherry.

 

Jon’s body suddenly shuddered as he experienced a massive dry cum from their new friend’s mouth work. The nine-year-old planned to give Elliot plenty of opportunity to polish his knob over the summer.

 

“Suck me, please, L, I need to feel your mouth on my cock,” Jace begged his friend.

 

Elliot’s eyes burned with lust as he pulled off Jon and began deep-throating Jace. He couldn’t get enough of sucking cocks. He never knew he could have this much fun with his friends. Elliot knew every chance he got from now on, he would be sucking on Edmund and his son’s cocks. He was hooked on cock, and if he was a cocksucker, as they called him, he planned to be the best one ever.

 

Edmund stroked his still-hard cock, as he watched Elliot bob up and down on Jace. The cute, brunette eight-year-old was full of surprises. He was looking forward to popping Elliot’s cherry this weekend. When his sons had finished with their friend later that afternoon, Edmund would send Jace to ask Elliot’ grandmother if Elliot could spend the weekend camping with them in their treehouse. He was sure she would suspect nothing of what would happen to her grandson over the weekend. It was already looking like a good, productive and profitable summer.

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Summer Project
Chapter Two

Elliot lay in bed trying to fall asleep, but the day's events prevented sleep. The cute eight-year-old slowly jerked his cock, as he had learned to call his little willy. He remembered all the fun he had had earlier at Edmund’s and his sons' home. They had introduced him to a whole new world of sex and pleasure, and Elliot wanted to learn even more.

They told him it was necessary not to say anything to others about the new games he was learning to play because many adults didn’t believe young boys should play the fun adult games they were teaching him. Elliot couldn’t understand why adults would not want boys like him to have so much fun. It almost seemed like they wanted to keep these fun games all to themselves. He was looking forward to visiting Jace and Jon the next day to continue to learn about sex and all the fun things you could do with your body.

Edmund made Elliot feel special by calling him son; the man even let him sit on his lap. Edmund caressed Elliot’s naked body in between his thighs, stroking his hard two inches as they watched Jace and Jon suck one another off. He found he enjoyed sitting in Edmund’s lap; with the older man’s hard cock nestled between his butt cheeks, it seemed so natural. He would never have thought of being in the same situation as any of his schoolmates’ fathers.

One of the afternoon's highlights was when Edmund told Elliot he could call Edmund Daddy if he wanted, when Elliot was visiting. Edmund told Elliot that no boy should ever be without a father to teach him about these fun games. He considered Elliot to be like a son. Before Elliot knew it, Edmund had turned him around in his lap, and they began kissing. Elliot’s heart soared at the thought of being part of their family. He now had two brothers and a father, he thought as he drifted off to sleep.

Meanwhile, Jace was busy fucking himself up and down on a girthy, almost ten-inch dark-purple granddaddy, black bear cock. “So good, so fuckin’ good,” Jace moaned loudly.

Jon, Jace’s older brother, was busy being spit-roasted by a couple of older daddy bears. The older men had been friends for years and loved the idea of spit-roasting little boys and never missed the opportunity to do so when traveling abroad. Edmund, who they had recently met online, promised them the chance to be now able to fuck local boys.

Edmund sat back, drinking some 15-year-old McCallum while he watched his tweaked-out sons giving their pre-teen bodies to men they had just met, not knowing or caring who the men were. All they cared about was the men’s hard cocks and cum. He was proud of how slutty his sons had turned out.

Edmund thought forward to Friday and feeling the eight-year-old Elliot’s tight virgin boy pussy wrapped around his cock for the first time. A video played in the background in the basement play/media room of his son's teaching Elliot how to swim naked around the pool. Edmund smiled at what a natural the eight-year-old Elliot had turned out to be at sucking dick. He had no doubt the boy would also turn out to be a natural fuck toy. He was going to make a lot of money off pimping the boy out and filming him being a fuck toy for men.

The older man couldn’t wait to pop Elliot’s cherry. Afterward, his guests could take turns fucking and flooding the new lil’ slut’s hole. The cute, naïve boy would have his head in the clouds until late Saturday night. And by Sunday, the eight-year-old would be well broken in by all the men Edmund planned to invite. He figured that between the men on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday morning. Edmund suspected that when the last group of men arrived, Elliot would be willingly fucking himself on their cocks.

From then on, Elliot unknowingly would be pimped out to men who yearned to molest his eight-year-old schoolboy body. Jace or Jon might go along in the beginning to bump his new lil’ slut hole, thus ensuring a willing whore boy for any and every man they met. Edmund suspected there was enough of a buried slut in Elliot to give Jace a run for his money. Some weekend before school started, Edmund planned to have a fuck contest between Jace and Elliot. The resulting video would make him nearly as much money as pimping the two boys out.

“Oh fuck,” groaned Jace’s fucker, Greg. “Take my load whore,” he roared, triggering a hard climax from Jace.

“Oh God, oh god, give me your nutt!” moaned Jace.

Life was good, thought Edmund. While Jace and his black granddaddy bear rested from their intense fuck session, Jon’s two men began to pump their loads into both ends of his nine-year-old.

“Fuck yeah, boy, swallow my load,” moaned one of the men. The other man followed his friend, beginning to nutt inside Jon’s talented boyhole. “Fuck yeah, slut, take it, take it all,” he growled.

Jon continued to suck and lick clean his molester’s eight-inch cock, while his fucker continued to rock back and forth in the nine-year-old’s cummy boy cunt. Once Jon had finished cleaning the dick in front of him, he was presented with his fucker’s nine-inch boy fucker. “Here whore, clean it off; you got it dirty.

Jon dove in like a starving man eating a hamburger. The nine-year-old loved sucking dick even more than getting fucked. Though his love of being fucked was still pretty high. His brother preferred being fucked like the boy whore he was, with sucking coming in a very close second.

“When is that little white pussy boy going to be available for use?” asked Jace’s black fucker, while Edmund’s youngest used his mouth and throat to clean the sixty-something black man’s fuck stick.

“Once he’s broken in, I’ll let you know. He’s yet to be popped,” chuckled Edmund.

“Nice,” said one of the men molesting Jon. “He’ll still be tight,” replied his friend.

All the men laughed at the thought of fucking a near virgin. It wasn’t often they got to sample a pussy boy like Elliot, and they were definitely up for trying on the little slut boy.

“Well, I’ve got a drive to get home to my wife,” said Greg, the older black man. “Is there a shower I can use? I don’t want the smell of boy cunt on me when I get home. The wife might not understand,” he chuckled.

“Sure, it’s upstairs; I’ve got towels laid out,” Edmund told the older man.

“Thanks,” he replied, heading upstairs.

“I think I’ve got one more in me, said one of Jon’s fuckers as he got up and headed to Jace.

“Me too,” laughed the other man.

The two men quickly mounted Edmund’s younger son, spit-roasting him.

“Thanks, Dad,” a wobbly Jon said as he moved to fuck himself on his father’s erect cock. The nine-year-old climbed onto his father’s lap, facing out to watch his little brother’s spit-roasting with his dad. “Fuck I love your cock, Dad,” Jon said as he put his feet on his father’s thighs before aiming the thick eight inches of man meat at his cummy hole and pushing down balls deep.

“I love my baby boy and his pussy,” Edmund growled into Jon’s ear as he began fucking into his oldest. “Such a creamy boy cunt, all filled up with men’s jizz,” he continued humping up harder into his nine-year-old. This whole scene was nasty as hell. He and his oldest son watched as two men used his eight-year-old son, Jace, for their pleasure. Edmund’s dick became even harder if that was possible. He needed to plant another load in Jon, so he and his brother would be even six loads apiece. Otherwise, he’d end up fucking his sons all night because they could be so competitive.

His sons were such cumwhores who needed plenty of cum all the time. They had been since they started nursing on his cock when they were two. His late wife had never suspected what he was teaching their sons.

Edmund thought about the pleasure he was going to get from using Elliot’s throat the next day. He would start teaching the eight-year-old Elliot how to deep-throat a man. This way, Elliot would be ready for all the men he would be with over the weekend.

“Shit, I’m about to blow. Let me come in him,” said Ben, the man Jace was blowing.

Jerry, the man, fucking pulled out and moved aside just as his friend, Ben, began to shoot at Jace’s hole before thrusting to fire five more shots before pulling out so his friend could finish up.

“Fuck son, you’re a grade-A piece of boy flesh,” panted Ben, the man who had just jizzed the eight-year-old for the second time that night. “Your dad raised you right,” he chuckled, winking at Edmund.

“Gimme,” Jace demanded of Ben, needing to suck him clean. Jace was a cum- whore and was proud of it.

Edmund was so turned on watching Jace be used like all boys should be used that his climax snuck up on him. “Fuck!” he roared, firing another load into his nine-year-old son’s sloppy, leaking boy cunt. This, in turn, triggered Jon’s still-dry climax. Edmund’s son was still years away from his first wet climax, which was a good thing, as Martha says.

“Shit, you little whore, cumming,” growled Jace’s fucker, Jerry, as he pumped a sixth load in the eight-year-old boy’s pussy.

Once Jerry finally pulled out, Jace demanded the man’s cock, “Gimme!” He wanted to clean off the man who had just fucked him as he had been taught.

Edmund just smiled as he and Jon watched the young eight-year-old begin to suck and clean off the man who bred him. He had never imagined his sons would turn out to be such sluts when he started to groom them.

The older black man came down to the basement to thank Edmund for the use of his sons. “Thanks again; let me know when the little brunette there is ready for some big black cock,” he said with a grin.

Edmund laughed, “I’ll be sure to let you know.”

Jon whimpered as his father lifted the nine-year-old from his lap to let Greg, the black man, out of the house.

Greg stopped at the door to put on his flip-flops and shake Edmund’s hand. “Night,” “I hope to see you and your boys soon,” smiled the black man as he headed back upstairs and out to his car.

Edmund walked back to the playroom to find Jace busy sucking Jerry off. Jon was busy sucking Ben’s still hard cock.

“Fuck man, you’ve got some good whore boys here,” Jerry moaned, beginning to flood the eight-year-old’s mouth.

“Yeah, dude, some of the best head I’ve had in a long time,” chuckled Ben, the older man presently face-fucking Jon.

“I raised them to know what makes a man feel good,” smiled Edmund.

“You did a great job. I might have to bring my six-year-old nephew for you to help train him next time,” said Jerry, pulling out of Jace’s mouth. “He’s learning to suck pretty good, but he still needs popping.”

“You can bring him over for a weekend sleepover with my boys and their new friend on the screen,” Edmund said, pointing to Elliot. “He’ll be well on the way to whoredom before the weekend is over,” Edmund said with a smirk.

“Sounds like a plan,” laughed Jerry. “Ben here can bring his hot little seven-year-old nephew as well,” the man smiled at his friend.

“Most definitely, if you don’t mind a seven-year-old,” Ben said as he thought about fucking his little nephew. “Shit,” growled the older man as he began to feed Jon his load.

“My boys started sucking at two and got popped at five, so bring him over for the weekend, and he’ll go home a changed boy,” Edmund said, grinning.

Jerry grunted as he filled Jace’s stomach for the second time of the night, “Fuck. So good.”

The two men used a wet rag to wipe themselves clean before dressing. They then playfully ruffled the now-kneeling boys’ hair.

“Thanks for coming over and playing with us,” Jon said, stroking his still erect boy nail.

“Yeah, thanks again,” Jace said, agreeing with his older brother. His eyes were still lustful as he watched the two men prepare to leave.

Edmund led the two molesters, Ben and Jerry, upstairs, letting them out and thanking them for spending time with his sons. When he returned to the basement playroom. Jon was busy eating his little brother out. Both boys’ faces were covered with jizz. Jon had been feeding his little brother some of the loads from his sloppy cum-filled hole.

A moaning Jace grinned at his father. “Thanks, Dad, for inviting those guys over,” panted the precocious eight-year-old.

“You’re such a horn dog,” chuckled Edmund as he approached his sons. His heart swelled at the thought that he had raised such sluts for men. He pulled Jon’s head in for a passionate kiss, enjoying the creamy taste of cum from his youngest boy’s pussy. Once Jon pulled back to eat more jizz from his little brother’s ass, Edmund moved behind Jon to eat him out as well.

Edmund fucked his sons twice more before he declared it was bedtime. The boys begged to stay up later, but he was firm. The older man knew Elliot probably would be over early the next day and wanted his sons to be rested so they could teach their new friend more about sex.

Elliot was excited when he awoke at the prospect of playing with his new friends all day. His grandmother was pleased Elliot had finally made friends with some neighborhood boys. She hoped that, now that he had friends, she could finally visit her own friends again. Elliot told her that Edmund told him Jace and Jon’s father were happy to feed him lunch, so his grandmother didn’t have to worry about Elliot.

This excited Elliot because he could be naked until he went home for dinner. He had discovered that he liked showing off his body and looking at the bodies of his new friends Jace and Jon and, of course, Edmund’s handsome body with his enormous cock. The day before, Elliot found he loved the taste of the creamy stuff he made. He wanted to suck Edmund as much as possible today; he thought as he put on his board shorts and blue Nike tank top that said Just Do It.

Elliot showered and dressed as quickly as he could before heading downstairs for breakfast. His grandmother had his breakfast ready, knowing how excited he was to play with his new friends. Once Elliot finished his Capt’n Crunch with Crunch Berries and OJ, he cleaned up and put everything into the dishwasher. He raced up to his room. Elliot grabbed a beach towel and shoved it in his backpack before putting on his flip-flops.

He raced downstairs, calling out to his grandmother, “I’m leaving, Grandma; I’ll be back for dinner.”

“Be good, Elliot, and do everything your friend’s father tells you,” she called out from her sewing room.

“I will, I promise,” Elliot called before heading to the garage to grab his bike. He tore down the street like demons were chasing him. Once at Jace and Jon’s house, he dropped his bike on the front lawn and raced to the front door. No sooner had he rung the doorbell than Elliot heard feet running down the stairs and a voice yelling, “I got it.”

A nude and hard Jace opened the door, giving Elliot a wide smile. “I hoped it would be you, Elliot,” Jace said, motioning Elliot to enter. Once Elliot entered, Jace shut the door.

Elliot found himself as hard as his friend Jace, as his board shorts tented out obscenely. He was caught off guard when Jace leaned into French-kissing him while at the same time reaching down to squeeze his still encased hard-on.

“You taste good,” Jace said with a wide smile. “I think you are a bit overdressed, don’t you?”

Giggling, Elliot replied, “Yeah, I guess so.” He quickly pulled off his tank top and dropped his board shorts, exposing his erect willy and naked body to his friend.

“Fuck yeah, Elliot, that’s what I like to see, naked friends who are ready to play,” an excited Jace said, reaching out to stroke Elliot’s cock. “We’re going to have so much fun today,” Jace said, as he imagined his new friend sucking cock all day and getting his ass eaten and fingered in preparation for getting his cherry popped Friday. He and his brother Jon even planned to show Elliot some fucking today, but not do the deed themselves. His father told the boys he wanted to be the first to slide into Elliot’s tight eight-year-old hole. Edmund wanted Elliot always to remember who taught him to be slut cumdump for men.

“You can just leave your stuff there; Dad and Jon are back in the kitchen,” Jace said with a smile as he pulled Elliot back to the kitchen by his new friend’s hard two inches.

Elliot was greeted by the scene of Jon kneeling between his father’s spread legs, deep-throating the man as he had ever since he turned five.

Edmund looked up, pleased to see Elliot naked and hard already. He planned to keep the eight-year-old that way all day. “Good morning, Elliot. How is my baby boy doing this morning?” He said with a smile, indicating he should come over to join him and Jon at the breakfast table.

Elliot walked shyly over to Edmund, pleased to be called his boy. He almost purred in contentment when Edmund pulled their latest prey in for a hug before briefly leaning down to deep-throat Elliot.

“Oh god!” Elliot moaned in pleasure from Edmund’s mouth work on his two inches.

“Would you like to take Jon’s place sucking my daddy cock, son?” Edmund asked with a smile.

The young eight-year-old nodded in the way of an answer.

“If you want to suck my daddy cock, son, you need to ask me correctly, not nod your head,” Edmund told Elliot, continuing the process of grooming the young boy as a fuck toy for men.

Elliot paused, unsure of what to say.

Jace leaned in, whispering in Elliot’s ear, “You know what to say to Daddy about what you want to do; you know the words.”

It took several long seconds before a light bulb went off in his head. Elliot began hesitantly, “Daddy,” he said, pausing briefly. “Can I…suck your…cock?”

“Yes, son, you may suck daddy’s man cock,” Edmund said, smiling broadly at Elliot. Another barrier was breached in the family’s seduction of the soon-to-be no-longer innocent boy.

A sloppy-faced Jon climbed out from between his father’s legs, allowing Elliot to take his place. “He’s nearly ready to pop,” giggled Jon as Elliot reached out to guide the slimy, spit-covered cock to his waiting mouth.

Jace leaned into Elliot’s ear again and whispered, “Make sure you look up to Daddy’s eyes when you are sucking him. All men will expect you to look at them when you are servicing their man cocks.

Elliot quickly looked up into Edmund’s eyes as he began to suck and jerk the older man’s cock as he had been taught the day before. He felt pride when Edmund reached down to run his fingers through Elliot’s hair. The young boy redoubled his efforts, forcing himself to try to take more than a couple of inches of the man’s delicious cock when he wasn’t busy slurping all over it. Elliot wanted to show Edmund that he could be just as good a son to the older man as his actual sons, Jace and Jon. If they could do it, he wanted to do it too.

“That’s right, son. Go crazy,” Edmund told Elliot, enjoying the young boy they were corrupting’s mouthwork. The older man smiled, realizing Elliot was trying to please Edmund just because he ran his fingers through the cute eight-year-old’s brown, shaggy hair. He promised himself before the day was over, he would force his entire thick eight inches of boy fucker down the third-grader’s throat.

Jace and Jon grinned at one another, stroking their erect, steel-hard boy nails as they watched Elliot polish their father’s cock with his mouth. He had a lot of promise by the look of things. Elliot would be polishing all their knobs regularly before the week was out, and come the Friday, he’d be spreading his legs just as regularly to be fucked like the whore he was born to be. He would be just like them and would help lure other boys in the neighborhood and around town into their secret world of sex. They had no doubt a lot of men would be interested in sampling Elliot’s mouth and boy pussy over the summer.

“Fuck…yes!” Edmund roared as he began to fire his load inside the eight-year-old’s hot, wet mouth. He held Elliot’s head in place as his hips bucked, forcing his firing cock deeper into Elliot’s throat. “Swallow…son… make me proud,” the older man grunted as he fed the young boy his first load of the day, but definitely not his last.

Elliot’s eyes watered slightly as he tried swallowing the flood of Edmund’s cum as fast as he could, but it was more challenging than the day before. It was hard to breathe, with part of the older man’s cock shoved down his throat.

“Breathe through your nose, Elliot; it will be easier for you,” Jace told the struggling boy. “I know you can take Daddy’s man cock; I want you to take it just like we do,” he continued, wanting to see his new friend deep-throat his father.

“Yeah, breathe through your nose,” Jon also told Elliot.

Finally, after forcing almost five inches of cock down his latest victim’s throat, Edmund began pulling back out of Elliot’s throat. Two more shots of jizz filled and then spilled out of the boy’s mouth as he coughed and tried to breathe in more air. The older man’s cum ran down Elliot’s chin and dripped on his heaving chest.

“You did fantastic, son,” Edmund told Elliot, as he tilted the boy’s head upward. “I’m so proud, baby boy, at how well you did. I know you can take all of me just like Jon and Jace next time,” Edmund continued, praising the small boy. He knew that such praise of boys made them forget their breathing difficulties, and this made them want to do better next time to please him.

Elliot beamed up at Edmund, happy he had made the man feel so good with his mouth, just like the man’s own boys. He promised himself that he would take all the older man the next time.

“Thank you…Daddy,” Elliot shyly said, hoping Edmund didn’t mind being called Daddy.

Edmund smiled at Elliot’s uncertainty about calling him Daddy. He knew no matter what, Elliot was his to use however he wanted now. The boy had bonded with him like a stray puppy.

“You’re welcome, son; I am so proud of your efforts, and so are your brothers. They will help you get better at being a cocksucker,” Edmund told the small boy from down the street.

“Fuck yeah,” Jace said, pulling Elliot into a tight hug. “You were great.”

“Definitely,” Jon said, joining Jace's hug. “I bet you’ll deep-throat Dad next time.”

“Do you really think so?” Elliot asked as he looked over at Edmund’s still hard cock.

“I’ll help you learn how to do it just like dad taught me when I was four,” a smiling Jace told his new friend.

“Wow, you did it at four?” An amazed Elliot said, surprised Jace had deep-throated his father at the tender age of four. The thought of Jace doing these things at a young age made him a little jealous of his new friend. Elliot wished he had learned to do these fun things at that age.

“Yeah, L, Dad believes it’s important to know before turning five,” Jon explained to their new friend using the nickname Jace had given Elliot the day before.

“Deep-throating is one of the special ways we say I love you, Dad,” Jace said. “I mean, you like Dad, don’t you?” The eight-year-old horndog asked his friend.

Blushing, Elliot answered with a shy smile, Yes.”

“Well, I like you a lot too, Elliot,” Edmund said, standing up and moving to hug the small eight-year-old. “You’re like another son to me,” he continued, hugging the family’s latest prey. “I need to clean up from breakfast and take care of some work before lunch, boys, so go play with Elliot,” Edmund told his boys before walking back inside.

“Come on, L, the last one in the pool sucks off the others,” Jace called out as he and Jon raced to cannonball into the pool.

“Hey, no fair,” laughed Elliot as he raced towards the pool behind Jace and Jon.

Elliot jumped into the pool behind his two friends. The three boys played basketball in the pool, then splashed around the pool before trying to see who could jump the farthest off the diving board. They all had tremendous fun playing in the pool before Jace and Jon swam to its shallow end.

“Time to pay up, L,” a grinning Jace said, waving his hard two and a half inches at Elliot.

Elliot couldn’t help but laugh at Jace. “Why are you and Jon calling me L?" The small eight-year-old asked, moving closer to Jace.

“You remind me of a character from one of my favorite anime shows,” Jace replied with a smile. “Besides, I like the idea of you having a cool nickname.”

“Oh,” responded Elliot, suddenly pleased with the nickname his new best friend, Jace, had given him the day before.

Jon couldn’t help but smile at his brother. He knew the actual reason for the choice of nicknames, Jace always thought L was a cute fuckable character from Death Note. Jon thought N was the more adorable, but hey, they were both fuckable just like Elliot.

Jace grinned at Elliot while he waved his two-and-a-half-inch cock as he moved up on the pool deck to a wrestling mat. “Come and get it, L,” Jace commanded his cute future fuck toy.

Elliot scurried up between Jace’s spread legs. He didn’t even ask permission to begin his task. Elliot opened his mouth wide, engulfed Jace’s boy-nail, and started worshiping it like the born cocksucker he now was.

Jon grinned at his brother as he moved between the kneeling Elliot’s spread legs. It was time to show the eight-year-old his ass was for more than just going number two. If there was one thing Jon liked to do, it was rimming hot boys like Elliot. He wanted his young friend to crave ass play before Friday. Jon nodded to his brother to hold Elliot’s head down as he spread the eight-year-old’s ass cheeks open. Fuck, he thought, getting his first look at Elliot’s tiny rose bud, was there anything more beautiful than a virgin boy hole? Jon laughed to himself. Yes, there was one thing more beautiful, a freshly popped cherry gaping wide and leaking jizz. He would see both before Friday was over.

Elliot felt like he was in heaven as he bobbed up and down on Jace’s wiener. He wished he had learned about this type of fun before he had met Jace and Jon. However, he wondered who he would have done this with. Suddenly, Elliot thought about a much older man who had shown Elliot his hard-on in the men’s showers at the local pool. He bet the man would have liked Elliot to suck on him and feed him his yummy load of jizz. He wondered if he might see him again at the neighborhood pool and maybe practice on his wiener. The man looked about Edmund’s size.

Jace loved the feel of Elliot’s mouth sucking him; he was looking forward to making him suck him off at school. If he were lucky, they’d get caught early in the school year, so he was servicing lots of boys and possibly even men throughout the school year. He knew he and Elliot, as well as Jon, would be entertaining men his father arranged for them to have sex with.

Elliot's rosebud stared at Jon as he opened the little eight-year-old virgin ass cheeks and smiled. Jon knew what was about to come, and made his dick throb a few times. First, Jon blew on Elliot's hole. Just one long steady stream of air, being a swimmer, Jon could hold a lot of air in his lungs and make one long stream of air to touch the cute boy’s pucker. Then he took his first swipe at Elliot’s little virgin rosebud.

 

Once the air hit Elliot’s hole, the cute boy shivered and moaned around Jace’s two-and-a-half-inch boy nail. Once the shivering started, and as the air continued, so did Elliot’s moaning. The small boy’s moaning around Jace's cock made it throb harder, which seemed to encourage Elliot to lick and suck even harder. The feelings going on at his butt made him shake in pleasure, never imagining he could feel so good from Jon’s tongue work at what he thought was a naughty place. Yet how naughty could it be if Jon made it feel so good and right?

Jon pulled Elliot's ass closer to his mouth as he stuck out his curled tongue even further and forced it inside his hole even deeper. Elliot shot up off Jace’s cock. "What are you doing to me? It feels so good," exclaimed Elliot, now lost in the pleasure of his first rim job.

"He's getting a taste of you, bro," Jace said, knowing how good Jon’s rim jobs were. "Suck my dick, Elliot,” commanded Jace, wanting his new toy to continue to service him.

Elliot returned to sucking on Jace's cock, but only the head, because of the feeling of having Jon take short swipes and jabs inside his twitching hole. Jon’s tongue made Elliot want to jump up and scream in pleasure. The shivers throbbing through him felt like the ones he felt the day before when he learned to cum. He whimpered and moaned, unable to control the feelings and wanting more.

 

“Jon’s tongue feels good, doesn’t it? He can make you cum just from eating out your little boy pussy,” Jace giggled, knowing Elliot was probably about ready to cum. “Just wait until he starts to finger your hot boy pussy. You’ll beg for more fingers,” Jace giggled.

Jon dove in, eating Elliot’s hole with gusto, ramming his tongue as far up the cute eight-year-old’s throbbing hole as it would go. He swirled his tongue around, opening Elliot's sweet, tangy hole. The scent of lavender added to Elliot’s incredible smell. Jon could do this for hours and planned to eat and finger Elliot most of the day. It was a pity, he thought, that Elliot’s delicious pussy wasn’t filled with men’s jizz, but it would be the following day.

 

When Elliot began to ride Jon’s tongue, the older nine-year-old smiled to himself. The cute eight-year-old was theirs. Later in the day, he would use some of his dad’s special warming lube and slip a small butt plug in to begin to prepare Elliot for having his V-card punched. Since their new friend was older, he’d probably be ready the next day. When Jon lost his cherry, his dad used different sizes for about a month before taking his cherry, so the experience was pleasurable.

 

Jon continued to tongue fuck Elliot like a man possessed. He wanted to get into their new neighbor’s hole as far as possible. The horny nine-year-old craved to feel it grab his tongue and squeeze the life out of it. Elliot started to ride up and down on Jon’s tongue while moaning around Jace’s hard two-and-a-half inches.

 

He was in heaven, thought Elliot as he rode Jon’s probing tongue. How could such amazing feelings come from his butt? Between sucking Jace and Jon’s tongue work, he was nearly ready to cum as Jace and Jon called that fantastic feeling where his body tingled all over and made him want more. Tears of joy began to run down his face as the tingling took over his body. His little wiener trembled and twitched as his tiny body shook in pleasure.

“Oh…fuck…yeah…‘L’…so…fuck’n…close,” panted Jace, as Elliot’s hot mouth pushed him over the edge. “Shit!” Jace roared as he grabbed a handful of Elliot’s hair and slammed his groin hard against his friend’s face. “Fuck ‘L’, you’re a born cocksucker,” Jace panted with a smile. “I can’t wait to see how much better you get by the end of summer.”

“Well, I know he loves getting eaten out,” laughed Jon as he pulled the younger boy up and into a kiss. Elliot and Jon kissed passionately as Elliot got his first taste of ass from Jon. He found that instead of being turned off by the taste, his little guy seemed to get harder.

“Don’t leave me out,” giggled Jace as he leaned to kiss Elliot and his brother. Soon, the two brothers were sharing a three-way kiss with their new friend, mixing their spit and Elliot’s ass juices as they kissed.

Finally, Jon pulled back, grinning, “Let’s hop in the pool to cool off before round two.”

“Last one in is a pussy boy,” yelled Jace as he took off with Jon right behind him, and with Elliot in third place as they launched themselves in the air, cannonballing into the warm pool.

They swam upwards, sputtering once they reached the surface of the pool. Jace grinned at Elliot, “I guess you’re the newest pussy boy,” he said, leaning in to give his friend a peck on the lips.

“Is that something bad?” Elliot asked, frowning slightly at Jace.

“Nah,” smiled Jace. “It’s a really good thing, both Jon and I are big ol’ pussy boys. You know what, we’ll teach you how to be one when you sleep over this weekend. I know you’ll love being one as much as we do.”

“Promise?” The unsuspecting Elliot asked his two new friends, unaware that his life was about to change.

“Promise,” Jon told their latest prey as he looked forward to seeing his dad stretch Elliot open with his thick eight inches.

“Cool, then I want to be the biggest ol’ pussy boy ever,” declared Elliot with a huge smile.

“We’ll help you become one,” chuckled Jace, imagining seeing Elliot getting fucked by a big black cock for the first time. He hoped DeShawn was Elliot’s first black cock because he loved how nasty he was during sex. The mover loved talking nastily to white boys; he learned and wanted his new friend to experience the thrill of submitting to a black man. He learned early there was something about allowing a black man to dominate him that turned him on something awful. Jace hoped the same would be true for Elliot.

“Lunch, boys,” called Edmund, who was rock hard at watching his two sons molest Elliot so thoroughly. He was going to feed Elliot some extra protein in liquid form to go along with his chicken salad sandwich and chips. So, the cute eight-year-old got plenty of practice before tomorrow.

The three boys climbed out of the pool, all were sporting hard-ons, which made Edmund smile broadly. Elliot was a natural boy whore but didn’t know it yet, though by the end of the weekend, he would.

“Sweet, chicken salad,” exclaimed Jace, “My favorite.”

“Hey, Dad, can we play with some plugs after lunch?” Jon asked, wanting more ass play with Elliot, so they could begin to stretch him open for Friday’s fun.

“Sure, Jon, but you might want to use the playroom first before coming to play more in the pool,” Edmund told his eldest. Even the smallest butt plug might be a bit of a stretch for Elliot, so the soundproofed room would keep the neighborhood from thinking Elliot was being murdered.

“I was already thinking that, Dad, great minds think alike,” Jon chuckled.

Chapter Text

Summer Project
Chapter 3

After the boys finished their lunch, Elliot shyly asked if he could suck Edmund’s mancock to get more of his special treat. The cute eight-year-old brunette had begun to really enjoy the taste of Edmund’s cum. Eventually, he got almost the entire thick, uncut eight inches down his throat, which pleased Edmund to no end. He praised the cute eight-year-old who was working hard to become a perfect son. Elliot promised before he left for the day that he would take all of Edmund down his throat, because he wanted to please the handsome man who allowed him to be part of his family. There wasn’t anything Elliot wouldn’t do for Edmund.

“Come inside, Jace, and I want to show you our playroom,” Jon told Elliot, leading the way inside and down to the basement.

“Yeah, ‘L’, I want to show you some of my favorite toys,” giggled Jace as he hugged the semi-innocent eight-year-old. Jace was looking forward to using a couple of the smaller dildos on Elliot and planting a butt plug in his tight little ass when he left to go home for the night. He and Jon planned to use a little Spicy lube when using the smaller dildos on his new friend. Jace wanted Elliot’s sweet little hole hungry for cock all night. The cute eight-year-old brunette might not know yet he wanted cock, but he would understand it felt really good with something in his ass. He couldn’t wait for Friday, when they popped his cherry.

Elliot was surprised in the basement. The floor was covered with mats, except for an open shower area with a toilet. What surprised him the most was that there were no walls around that basement section. The matted section had weirdly shaped pillows, also covered in plastic. He figured they must use the area for gymnastics. There were also a couple of weird swings hanging from the ceiling, strangely shaped benches with straps, and a couple of weird seats on rollers. A large wooden cabinet was on one wall and a 72” flatscreen TV on another. Near the TV, against the wall, were five cameras on tripods.

Jon walked over to the wooden cabinet, opened a large drawer, and pulled out several rubber items about the size of their hands, including a bottle labeled “Spicy Lite.” “Here you go, Jace,” said his older brother as he dropped a rubber penis about three inches long.
“What are those?” Elliot, confused, asked why the brothers would have rubber willies.

Jace grinned at his new friend, “These are dildos, and they feel so good when you use them,” the eight-year-old explained.

“Do you use them to practice sucking?” Elliot asked, still puzzled.

Jon laughed as he passed the bottle to Jace. “No, we use them to fuck our boy pussies when no one is around to help with our special itch.”

Elliot watched as both brothers poured a thick, slippery liquid over the dildoes as Jace called them. He watched, fascinated, as the two brothers jerked the dildos, ensuring the rubber dildos were completely covered, before squatting over them. He was surprised as he watched both brothers sit down on the dildoes. Their moans made his dick get hard for some reason he didn’t understand.

“Doesn’t that hurt?” Elliot queried the two brothers.

“Fuck no, this is one of the best feelings in the world,” exclaimed Jace as he began to ride his rubber willy.

Elliot watched in amazement as the two brothers rode the dildos like crazy, moaning the whole time. Suddenly, Jace’s body shuddered, and his wiener began twitching like crazy as he experienced a dry cum.

“FUCK YES!” howled Jace. “So, fucking good!”

Jon followed Jace a minute later. “FUCK!” Jon roared.

The two brothers’ climaxes had less to do with the dildos than the thought of luring Elliot into playing with them. Jace was hoping to get Elliot at least up to four or five inches before sending him home with the butt plug. He and his brother were looking forward to watching their dad take their new friend’s cherry.

Elliot watched in amazement as the brothers did what they did with the rubber willies. He would never have guessed in a million years to put something up his butt. Yet, the two brothers seemed to enjoy working them in and out of their butts. As they rested from cumming, Elliot began to wonder if it felt that good and whether he should try it himself.

“Doesn’t that hurt?” Elliot asked the two brothers.

“Fuck no ‘L’, it feels so good. It’s the best feeling in the world fucking yourself. You should try it, I know you will enjoy it as much as we do,” Jace exclaimed.

“Yeah, Elliot, I’ll help you do it and promise to stop if you don’t like it as we do, I swear,” declared Jon. He understood the Spicy Lite lube would make Elliot horny for bigger dildos and finally a butt plug when he went home. This way, he would be ready for his dad’s eight-inch fuck stick.

“You promise?” Elliot asked the two brothers hesitantly. Neither of them had ever lied to him yet; they had taught him so many fun things since he had met them.

“Yeah, I promise,” Jon said with a smile. “You will love it as much as we do,” he said, knowing Elliot was theirs.

“Okay, I’ll try it,” Elliot said shyly.

Jace and Jon grinned at one another before Jon started lubing up a small three-inch dildo.

“Lie on your back, spreading your legs open,” Jace directed their innocent prey as he opened the bottle of lube. He prepared Elliot for his fingering and eventual fucking. He wanted to start his new friend off with five or six inches, but he knew Elliot wasn’t ready yet for that big of a dildo. Maybe by the end of the day.

Elliot lay back on the mats and spread his legs open. He watched as Jace slid between his open legs. He shuddered as Jace poured the clear liquid under his balls, and it began sliding down toward his butt hole. Once it reached his hole, Jace started to push one of his fingers slowly into his tight hole. There was a bit of a pinch, but no real pain; there was a slight burn as Jace slowly worked his finger in and out.

“Is it supposed to burn?” Elliot asked, not knowing what to expect.

Jace smiled at Elliot. “Yeah, it does the first few times, but it starts to feel so much better when it stops burning,” he explained as he poured more thick, sticky stuff into his hole.

“Oww,” gasped Elliot as his friend added a second finger to his hole. Initially, the cute, eight-year-old brunette started to pull away, but then, as Jace had told him, the feeling began to morph into something else. “OOH!” Elliot gasped in pleasure.

“I think Mikey likes it,” chuckled Jace, as he continued his assault on his friend’s virgin hole.

“Yeah, it certainly looks like he does,” Jon giggled as he moved closer with the three-inch dildo. “Ready, Elliot,” asked Jon, as Jace withdrew his fingers and moved out of the way for his brother.

“This is going to sting at first, Elliot,” explained Jon as he placed the tip of the dildo at Elliot’s winking hole. He knew the special lube was beginning to make his friend’s hole hungry for something, but not for what. “Push out like you’re going to poop it will make it easier to go in,” Jon told Elliot.

Elliot pushed out as Jon told him, while at the same time Jon pushed the tip just inside the eight-year-old’s virgin hole.

“OOOWWWW!” Elliot yelled out as the dildo pierced his bottom for the first time.

“Shh, just breathe, Elliot,” Jace told his friend, knowing how it hurt for the first time, but it would get better the more he used it.

“It’s okay, Elliot. I’m not pushing inside you further until you are ready, but you’re doing great,” Jon told his family’s latest prey. Once he got inside a little further, he could then begin fucking Elliot. Once that happened, the laced lube would start turning Elliot into the bottom whore he was meant to be. “As Jace said, just relax and breathe, and when you are ready, push down again, and it will hurt less.”

Elliot was panting as he tried to follow the two brothers’ directions. If they could do this, then so could he. He just needed to follow their guidance because he wanted them to be proud of him. As the pain began to dull, Elliot pushed down again, and Jon proved correct; it didn’t hurt as much as it had. He decided to push down again, and Jon pushed more of the rubber willy inside as he did. “Oooo,” Elliot moaned, less in pain than the sudden fullness from the thing Jon was using on him.

“You’re doing great, buddy. Dad would be so proud of you right now. You’re becoming just like a real brother to us,” Jace said before kissing his young friend.

“Yeah, you’re doing great. I can’t wait to tell Dad how great you've done,” Jon told their new friend, knowing how much Elliot wanted to please his dad. Jon loved how fatherless boys like Elliot would do anything they were told to have men be proud of them.

“Really?” Elliot asked, as the pain seemed to be morphing into something else. For some reason, he wanted more, and to have Jon pump it in and out as they had done earlier. “I think I can take more,” he hesitantly told Jon.

“There isn’t too much more, are you sure?” Jon said with a grin.

“Yeah, and you can pump it in and out, but not too hard,” Elliot told Jon.

“Wow, Dad is going to be so proud of you wanting to be just like us,” Jace said, kissing his friend. Jace smiled at his older brother, mouthing silently, “Fuck him.”

Jon nodded to his brother as he prepared Elliot for his first kind of fuck. “Remember to push out Elliot.”

As Elliot pushed out, Jon pushed the final two inches of the dildo inside his family’s prey.

“Oh!” Elliot exclaimed at the sudden push. His willy shot to full mast as something inside him was hit, sending tingling through his body.

Jon grinned at Jace, nodding and acknowledging that Elliot was theirs now. “That’s your boy button, buddy,” smirked Jon at Elliot. That’s why we like playing with these,” he continued, slowly fucking in and out of the cute eight-year-old brunette with the three-inch dildo.

Elliot panted, overcome by the feeling now flowing through his body. The pain had morphed into pleasure he never imagined before, and he wanted it never to stop. “So good, so good,” he moaned every time Jon hit his boy button as the older boy called that special spot.

Jace got up, heading toward the big wooden cabinet to grab a four and five-inch dildo to use on Elliot. He knew that between the Spicy Lite lube and Jon’s work on the boy’s hole, his friend’s hole was hungry for more. He wondered if his dad was watching on the hidden cameras in the room. If so, Jace hoped his dad would be the one to plant the butt plug in Elliot before the boy left for the night.

“Yes, Yes, YES!” Elliot moaned as Jon kept targeting the spot that sent tingling through his body and down to his willy. If Jon kept hitting that spot, he was going to cum.

Jace returned to watch his brother begin to use longer and longer strokes in and out of Elliot’s newborn boy pussy. “Here, Jon, I think he’s ready for this now,” he said, offering the four-inch dildo to Jon.

The two brothers grinned at each other as Elliot began to whimper with need once Jon completely withdrew the three-inch dildo. Jace lubed up the four-inch dildo with the laced warming lube before handing it to Jon.

“I think you’ll like this,” Jon smiled as he slid the four-inch dildo balls deep, targeting Elliot’s prostate.

“OH, GOD!” Elliot moaned. “YES! OH GOD YES!” He exclaimed as he saw stars from the pleasure of the larger rubber willy. “Do it harder,” Elliot begged Jon. “YES! OH GOD! YES!”

Jace sat down and began to kiss Elliot, “I knew you were a little slut like we are,” he giggled, kissing his friend again as his older brother long dicked Elliot with the dildo.

“So good, oh god, like that, harder, harder, please,” begged Elliot, now lost in the pleasure of being fucked for the first time in his young life. He would never have believed anyone if they told him before he’d love taking something in his butt.

Suddenly, Jon pulled the dildo from Elliot, making the small eight-year-old whimper with need from the sudden loss of his favorite new toy. “Please, Jon, put it back in, please,” Elliot begged the nine-year-old.

“Jon will put it back in, but you must ask him right,” giggled Jace. It was time to bend his new friend completely and make him a true whore boy.

“How?” Elliot pleaded, needing the rubber willy back inside him more than anything.

“You need to ask him nicely to fuck your tight boy pussy like the whore boy you are,” Jace told Elliot with a grin. “If you want him to keep fucking you, beg for it like the slut we know you are, Elliot,” Jace, in a stage whisper, told their newly corrupted friend.

Jon grinned at Jace, enjoying their corruption of the cute eight-year-old brunette. His younger brother loved bending innocent boys to his will, turning them into sluts for men to use. “What do you want, Elliot?” Jon asked.

“Please…Jon…fuck…my…boy…pussy…please…fuck…me…like…the…slut…I…am…please,” a panting Elliot begged the older nine-year-old. He would say or do anything to get Jon to fuck the life out of him. His butt couldn’t get enough of the rubber willy. Elliot’s body felt energized beyond anything he’d ever experienced before, and the new, strange craving for something in his butt was driving him crazy. “Oww…yes…yes,” Elliot moaned as Jon pushed the larger rubber willy inside him.

“As you wish,” chuckled Jon as he began to rhythmically fuck Elliot with the five-inch dildo. He was starting to suspect he easily could fuck the younger boy with a six, if not even a seven-inch one, before they sent him home with a butt plug. He was looking forward to his father taking Elliot’s V-card so they could fuck their new young friend and teach him to give his body to unknown men who wanted to molest him.

Between kissing bouts with his new friend, Jace whispered nasty things into Elliot’s ear. Slowly, he was priming the cute brunette boy for his coming fuck the next day. He was looking forward to Deshawn sliding his nine-inch chocolate fuck stick in Elliot’s tight boy pussy and making him just like Jace, craving BBC. He never found a shortage of black men who loved to fuck little white boys’ holes wherever they lived, primarily in the South.

“Hey, ‘L’, want to try a bigger one?” Jace asked Elliot, already suspecting the answer. “Bigger always feels so much better,” the cute blonde eight-year-old told his friend.

“YES!” Moaned Elliot. “Fuck my boy pussy, fuck my slutty boy pussy, PLEASE!” Elliot begged, wanting the pleasure never to end, but not realizing what his new friends were doing to him.

“You heard him, Jon, fuck his slutty boy hole with the six-inch dildo,” Jace told his older brother. It was beginning to look like Elliot might turn out to be just as slutty as he and Jon.

Jon took his time sliding the six-inch dildo inside his friend’s now hungry pussy, not wanting to hurt the more petite eight-year-old brunette. He understood taking his time would ensure Elliot would like more and more cock up his tight little boy pussy. Finally, after several long minutes, Jon had buried the larger dildo balls deep inside Elliot’s hole.

“Good job, Elliot,” Jon praised the eight-year-old. “Dad would be so proud of you, showing him how much you're just like Jace and me.”

“Really?” Elliot asked, panting at the intrusion of the much larger rubber willy. It had hurt at first, but Elliot remembered to push out, as if he were pooping, and the pain went away. “I think I’m ready for you to fuck me,” moaned the small eight-year-old, as the itch inside him wanted Jon to start the six inches stretching him open.

“Is your pussy hungry for more fucking?” Jon asked as he slowly built from slow, shallow strokes in and out of Elliot’s boy hole to longer, more forceful strokes, making their new friend moan loudly.

“I bet you want Dad to see you being just like a real brother to us, don’t you?” Jace asked, knowing they would pass another milestone in Elliot’s corruption.

Without even thinking about saying no, Elliot answered, “YES!” His body was heading toward a major tingle attack, and all he knew he wanted was Jon to give it to him with the rubber willy.

Jace grinned at his older brother as he went to fetch their dad to show him how far they had gotten with Elliot.

A few minutes later, Edmund was greeted by the moans of pleasure and the begging of Elliot to be fucked harder. He couldn’t help but smile at his sons’ corruption of the young Elliot. He was looking forward to finally sinking his fat eight-inch cock inside the eight-year-old, becoming the first of many men to use the young boy for their pleasure.

“Well done, son,” smiled Edmund. “I’m so proud of you,” he said, kneeling beside Jon. The six-inch dildo was buried balls deep inside the cute eight-year-old brunette.

Jon grinned up at his dad, “He loves being fucked like a slutty pussy boy, don’t you ‘L’?”

“Yes…I…do…fuck…my…boy…pussy…I’m…a…good…slut…Daddy,” panted Elliot, looking up at Edmund.

Taking the dildo from Jon, Edmund asked, “Does my boy want Daddy to fuck his boy pussy?” He knew before Elliot answered that he was already Edmund’s. The older man couldn’t wait to have Elliot beg his new daddy to fuck his soon-to-be slutty boy hole. Few things were sexier than having a boy beg to be fucked by a man he had learned to trust.

The corruption of young boys made his cock throb and drip copious amounts of precum from thoughts of downright nasty perversions they learned at his hands, or rather, his boy fucker meat. Elliot was just the latest in a long line of boys.

“Yes…Daddy…please…fuck…me,” begged Elliot, overcome by the feelings going through him. He wanted these amazing feelings to go on forever. Elliott was desperate to please the man who had included him in his family.

“My baby boy wants his daddy to fuck his tight little boy pussy. Well, I think I can do that, that is if my boy will always give his boy pussy to his daddy and all of daddy’s good friends like a proper cumslut whore boy,” Edmund told Elliot, who was too far gone to realize what he was about to promise the older man about to fuck him with the dildo rammed up his ass.

“YES…DADDY…I…PROMISE!” The eight-year-old brunette loudly declared needing to climax again. Elliot needed more of the tingling ripping through his body. He could no longer exist without numerous bouts of tingling rippling through his body. He was willing to do anything to keep them coming.

Edmund pulled the six-inch dildo from Elliot’s hole; it was time to teach Elliot what a man could do if not with the real thing, yet, but with a dildo, which Elliot would learn to use regularly.

Elliot whimpered as the dildo exited his butt. He needed to feel it back inside him. “Please…Daddy…fuck…my…boy…pussy,” the small, no longer innocent boy begged.

Elliot aimed the dildo toward his boy button as he forcefully slammed it back inside.

“YES! YES…DADDY! FUCK ME! DO IT…HARDER!” Elliot howled in pleasure.

Edmund grinned at his two sons as he began forcefully long-dicking the cute eight-year-old brunette. He’d pull completely out before slamming back inside. After the fourth slam, Edmund mouthed to Jon to get a bigger dildo and a butt plug.

Jon raced over to the cabinet and decided to give his father a seven-and-a-half-inch one instead of the next size up. It was time to show Elliot what he was missing. He lubed up the dildo and handed it to his father.

Edmund realized at once Jon had chosen a three-sized up dildo from the six-inch one he was using on Elliot. Edmund smirked at Jon, shaking his head. “You bad boy,” he softly chuckled, before taking the new dildo from his oldest son.

The older man once again completely withdrew the six-inch dildo from Elliot, enjoying the whimpers from the small boy who missed having his little boy pussy filled with something stiff and rigid. Well, he thought as he prepared to slam the new seven-and-a-half-inch dildo home, Elliot would tomorrow forever love and crave a fat cock up his boy hole. And Edmund loved the fact that the cute brunette would always remember Edmund as the man who had taken his cherry and turned him into a cumslut whore boy for men.

“OH…GOD…YES!” The eight-year-old howled in pleasure as he was stretched open wider than ever before, and as his hole felt something deeper inside him than anything ever before. A slight pinch of pain was quickly forgotten as Edmund targeted Elliot’s boy button as he long dicked the boy as he would the next day. “HARDER…FUCK…ME…HARDER,” begged the no longer innocent eight-year-old. “FUCK…MY…BOY…PUSSY…HARDER…OH…GOD…YES…HARDER! He yelled, lost in the beginnings of an intense dry cum. His legs shuddered as his tiny cock twitched and jumped as Elliot climaxed hard.

All through Elliot’s climax, Edmund continued to target the small boy’s joy button, causing the cute boy to continue climaxing over and over. Finally, after several long minutes of dry cumming Edmund withdrew the dildo, before slamming home a nice-sized butt plug to keep him stretched open for tomorrow’s coming fuck.

“Did you enjoy that, son?” Edmund asked the still panting Elliot.

“Yes, Sir, I did,” Elliot replied, smiling up at Edmund. “Daddy,” continued Elliot hesitantly.

“Never be afraid to call me or other men you might meet here, Daddy,” Edmund told Elliot, beginning to groom the cute eight-year-old for his coming life as a fuck toy for older men. “You’ll meet a lot of friends of mine who would love to have you as a son.”

“Really?” Elliot beamed at the older man helping to molest his no-longer-innocent body. “That’s so cool, Daddy. What is the thing you put in my butt?”

“Oh, that is a butt plug, son. It is meant to help exercise the muscles in your tight little boy pussy so that you can play with bigger things like Jon and Jace do when I can’t do so. They love you so much they want you to be able to do all the fun things they like to do,” Edmund explained to the naïve eight-year-old brunette. Love was such a fantastic tool for corrupting young boys.

“Sweet!” Elliot exclaimed, excited to be part of his new friends’ family.

“Boys, why don’t you put in a couple of butt plugs and go out to play in the pool with Elliot. It’s too lovely a day to stay inside.”

Jon and Jace quickly chose a couple of nice-sized butt plugs for each other before leading Elliot back upstairs to the pool. Edmund couldn’t help but laugh as Jace told Elliot that doing cannonballs with butt plugs felt so good. He loved how easily his sons led good boys astray to become sluts for men. He couldn’t wait until tomorrow to teach Elliot his true purpose in life.

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Summer Project
Chapter Four

Elliot excitedly rushed to finish his breakfast so he could begin his weekend sleepover. Though the young eight-year-old had heard about sleepovers from friends at school, he had never been invited to one himself. He had never been considered part of the popular boys. Elliot did have friends at school, but friends out of school were few.

Jace and Jon were the first boys ever to become friends outside of school in the neighborhood. He liked being friends with them and to become considered a brother or a son to their wonderful family. His heart was excited each time he played at their house.

The two brothers taught him so many fun games that he had never imagined. Especially the dildo game and being taught how to wear a butt plug. Jace and Jon had been correct that playing in the pool with one in his butt, no, his boy pussy, as he was taught to call his butt now, was tons of fun. He promised to wear it at home that night, unless he had to go to the bathroom.

The two brothers promised to play some special sleepover games that they knew he would love as much as they did over the weekend. Elliot already loved learning how to suck cock, which earned him praise from his new daddy and brothers. Edmund, or rather Daddy, had been very proud when he had done as promised to take all the handsome man’s cock down his throat like a proper cocksucker. This earned him a creamy treat from the older man. He was thrilled when he finally succeeded in his task, much to his new friends' delight.

“Goodbye, Grandma, I’ll see you Sunday,” the excited boy said, kissing the older, white-haired, petite lady goodbye.

“Be good, Elliot, and do everything, Mister de Winter, tells you like a good boy. And as I said, if you get scared or homesick, you can always come home early.”

“Thanks, but I don’t think that will happen. Jace and Jon have promised to make me feel at home,” Elliot said with a smile, as he gave his Grandma a hug and another kiss. “I’ll be a good boy, I promise.” With that, he grabbed his bookbag and raced out of the house, heading toward Jace and Jon’s home.

Jace watched for Elliot from his bedroom window while Jon pounded him like the slut he was. The eight-year-old blonde horndog was looking forward to finally being able to fuck Elliot. He had wanted to use the petite eight-year-old brunette like the fuck toy he was meant to be since the first day they had met.

“Hurry up, Jon, he’s on his way here,” a panting Jace told his brother.

“Fuck, so fucking good,” Jon groaned as he shot his non-existent, as of yet jizz as he climaxed. “Shit, I can’t wait to shoot jizz so I can load you up every morning before school,” Jon laughed.

“You’ll be able to breed Elliot too before school, or even at school,” giggled Jace. “I plan to make him available to anyone who wants to use either end,” Jace explained to his older nine-year-old brother.

“That will be sweet, maybe by school time I can have some friends who’ll want to take him for a ride,” Jon laughed, smacking Jace’s ass hard.

“Hey! Don’t start something you can’t finish,” Jace laughed at his older brother.

“You want to let him in or me?” Jon asked his younger brother.

“You can, I’ve let him in twice, he loves getting kissed hard when he gets inside,” Jace told his older brother.

“Sweet, I’ll get him wound up for his first BJ of the day,” laughed Jon.

Jace chuckled, “That won’t be too hard, if you don’t mind the pun.”

“You’re so bad,” chuckled Jon, slapping Jace’s ass.

“Hey! You better stop, unless you plan on finishing the job,” said Jace, sticking out his tongue.

“Maybe later today,” grinned Jon as he headed downstairs to let Elliot in the house so that the fun could start.

Elliot could barely contain his excitement for the weekend sleepover. He wondered what else they had planned to teach him. He pulled off his backpack, dropping it on the ground, before pulling his Nike ‘Just Do It’ tank top off, just as a naked and hard Jon opened the front door.

“Hey ‘L’, come on in,” said Jon as he stepped aside to let the petite brunette eight-year-old inside the house. He smiled as Elliot dropped his shorts and underwear before he even got the door closed.

“Fuck yeah,” thought Jon as he saw Elliot still had the butt plug in place as the cute eight-year-old bent over to shove his clothes in his backpack. As Elliot stood up and moved to kiss Jon, his hard two-inch led the way.

Elliot had already been conditioned to get naked by Jon’s family as soon as he entered their home. He also enjoyed kissing the two brothers and their father. Jon knew that since Elliot still had the six-inch butt plug buried inside his cute, fuckable ass, he was nearly ready to learn what it meant to be a slutty, cumdump, pussy boy for men. He was looking forward to Sunday and seeing Elliot freely give his body to some of the men his father planned to pimp him out to from the dark web.

Jon knew his father had already advertised Elliot on the dark web using clips of the secret videos they had already made of the cute eight-year-old brunette blowing and deep throating their dad. Men would be given the opportunity to tag both Jace and Elliot, both eight years old, but one blonde and the other brunette. With both rolling on ‘X’ and tweaked out of their minds, it was going to be fun seeing them compete to see who got fucked and bred more. What a fun weekend it was going to be.

“Hey,” smiled Elliot as he pulled back from kissing Jon. “I’m so ready for my first sleepover and all the fun we’re going to have.”

“Hell yeah, it’s going to be an enjoyable weekend,” Jon smirked at Elliot as they headed into their dad’s office instead of the kitchen.

Jace was kneeling on a pillow, bobbing up and down on his dad’s eight-inch cock. Edmund smiled as soon as he saw Elliot. The older man motioned for Elliot to come over next to him.

“How’s my baby boy doing today?” Edmund asked as he fucked up into Jace’s mouth like the whore cocksucker he was. Soon, Elliot will be taught to take a good face fucking before the day is out.

“Give me some sugar, son,” Edmund told his prey, pulling him in for a passionate French kiss. “Mmm, that’s what I like from my boys,” he told Elliot as they pulled back from the kiss. “Jace has me on the edge. Do you want my load, son?”

“Yes, Daddy, may I suck your cock?” Elliot asked the older man who considered him like a real son.

“Elliot, you need to start cussing more when you’re over here like the rest of us. It makes you more grown up and like Jace and me,” Jon told Elliot. “Ask Dad properly like that,” continued the nine-year-old, now stroking his hardon.

Elliot blushed, but then asked, “Daddy, can I suck your fucking cock like the pussy boy I am?” he said, hoping he asked correctly.

Edmund smiled as another barrier faded. “Certainly, son, I like it when my boys tell me what they want to do like grown-up men,” he said, tapping on Jace’s head, indicating it was Elliot’s turn to suck him.

Jace’s spit and precum-covered face pulled off his dad’s hard cock, making room for Elliot to take his place between his dad’s legs.

“Take Daddy’s load like the cumslut boy whore you are, ‘L’. Show him what a good pussy boy you are,” Jace commanded his new friend. The time for goody-goody language was over. It was time to corrupt Elliot, so he could get nasty with the men who wanted to fuck him. Today was going to be awesome.

A smiling Elliot took his place between his new daddy’s legs. At first, he licked and ran his mouth all over Edmund’s hard eight inches before, at last, beginning to bob up and down on the staff. He breathed through his nose as he had learned during the previous couple of days, so that he could force all of the handsome man’s cock down his throat to his trimmed pubes. Elliot loved the musky smell that filled his nose as he worked up and down, making sure to swallow every inch of Edmund, his new daddy’s cock, so the man would be proud to call him son.

“FUCK! That’s it, take my load slut,” roared Edmund as he began pumping his load down the cute eight-year-old brunette’s throat. Partway through his climax, Edmund pulled his cock out of Elliot’s mouth so he could plaster the neighbor boy’s adorable face. He wanted Elliot’s face coated with dried cum when he took his virginity. There was something that turned him on seeing how slutty a boy could be before he lost his cherry.

“That’s my little cumslut boy, you are getting better and better. I’ll make sure you get lots of practice over the weekend learning to be the best cocksucker in town,” Edmund told a smiling Elliot. “I want you to leave your face all coated with my jizz for the day. It makes you look so adorable.”

“Yes, Sir, I will, Daddy,” answered Elliot, proud he had pleased Edmund.

“Why don’t you boys go play Mario Kart and teach Elliot how to use the special mushrooms,” Edmund told his sons. “Elliot, would you like some Molly’s Tea? It’s a special raspberry-flavored tea a friend makes for me,” Edmund said to the barely innocent boy.

The molly in the tea would begin to prime the boy for his coming fuck. Jace and Jon would use colored glass mushroom bubbler pipes to tweak Elliot, under the guise of powering up, like in the game. After they tweaked him up, they would remove the butt plug and begin to play with the dildos until he came downstairs to finally fuck the soon-to-be slut boy.

One thing Edmund hadn’t done was warn Jace and Jon that their Uncle Robbie was coming over and bringing a friend. He wanted them to surprise Elliot while he was getting fucked. He wanted Elliot to beg for them to fuck him as well. And while he finished up with Elliot, Robbie and his friend could fuck Jace and Jon. Each of the boys would be getting dick for a while, and no one would be left out of the fucking.

“Mmmm, this tea is delicious,” said Elliot as he followed the brothers back down to the basement playroom.

“Yeah, this is the good stuff,” chuckled Jace, pulling Elliot in for a kiss. “Fuck I love kissing your sexy cocksucking mouth,” the eight-year-old predator told his friend.

“Thanks,” blushed Elliot.

The mats in front of the giant flat-screen TV were covered with red silk-like sheets and wedge-shaped pillows. Jon turned on the game console before handing game controllers to Jace and Elliot.

“Jace, go ahead and load up the mushrooms,” Jon told his younger brother.

“Fuck yeah, mushroom time,” laughed Jace as he walked over to the large wooden cabinet. He pulled out a couple of mushrooms and a wooden box.

Jon distracted Elliot from what Jace was doing by having him choose a character. He noticed the petite eight-year-old brunette begin to hump against the silk-like sheets slowly. The molly was starting to take effect; before too long, he and Jace would be tweaking up their prey, in preparation to popping his cherry. It was going to be a fun weekend, for sure, he thought.

“Power mushrooms are ready,” said Jace with a grin, setting an orange and red glass mushroom on the floor between Jon and Elliot, along with two strange black cylinders with a couple of switches on the side of it.

“I think we should power up before we start. Nothing is better than being tweaked and playing fun games,” Jon grinned, picking up the red mushroom.

Elliot watched as Jon picked up the red mushroom and the strange, black, cylindrical item, then clicked one of the side buttons, activating a small, intense flame. Carefully, Jon held the flame under a bubble, and as soon as a thick white smoke began to rise, the nine-year-old started an extended, slow inhalation of the smoke.

Jace told Elliot to lean in and inhale as he kissed Jon. Meanwhile, Jace took the other mushroom and repeated his older brother’s actions as he watched Elliot do his first shotgun.

As Jon and Elliot kissed, the smoke began to seep out of their mouths. Once finished, Jon told Elliot to do the same thing with Jace. They eventually shotgunned the cute eight-year-old six times before getting Elliot to take six hits by himself. The brothers grinned at each other as they tweaked their prey up, preparing him for his first but not last fuck. He was there for the weekend to be turned into a cumslut whore boy for men to use repeatedly.

“Hey ‘L’, I bet you’d like something other than that little butt plug in your boy pussy,” Jace said to Elliot with a grin.

“Yes! Can we play with those rubber willys?” Elliot asked, hoping for a yes.

“Oh, you like the dildos from yesterday, did you?” Jon asked, getting up and grabbing a seven-and-a-half one for Elliot and a couple of girthy eight-and-a-half ones for him and Jace.

“Did you want me to fuck your boy pussy or did you want Dad to do it like yesterday?” Jon asked as he handed Jace one of the bigger dildoes, who quickly lubed it up and sat down on it.

“Would your Dad fuck me again?” Elliot hesitantly asked the cute nine-year-old.

“Here, give me four more big clouds, and then you can go upstairs and ask him to fuck your tight cherry boy pussy,” Jon grinned at Elliot, knowing the eight-year-old brunette didn’t know what he was really asking his Dad to do to him. The older boy knew how hot it made his Dad when cherry boys asked to be fucked in their tight boy pussies.

Elliot quickly complied by blowing four massive, corrupting clouds of Krypto before climbing the stairs to Edmund’s office.

“Well, hi there, son, how are you doing?” Edmund asked his prey. “It looks like you want to ask me something important, so fire away, son.”

Elliot paused for a minute before asking, “Daddy…will you please fuck me in my tight cherry boy pussy?”

Edmund grinned at how easily Elliot had been led to ask Edmund to fuck him. It was something so deliciously nasty about having a boy ask to be fucked. Elliot might think he was asking for something else, but he was about to learn he wanted something else entirely different. Before getting up to lead Elliot back downstairs for his first actual fuck, Edmund switched on one of his favorite videos of him fucking Jace, while Jon was getting the same treatment from his younger brother Robbie.

The petite eight-year-old brunette would meet Robbie in little over an hour, and afterwards Robbie would get up close and personal with the cute boy. His brother said he was bringing a friend so all three boys could be fucked. They would all be passed around until early afternoon, when the next set of men arrived to try on his sons and Elliot. He made sure all the men chosen and who paid to fuck the boys were at least eight inches. He wanted Elliot addicted to big cocks.

“Certainly, son, I’d be glad to pop your cherry and make you a son just like Jace and Jon,” Edmund told Elliot. “Let’s join Jace and Jon so they can watch you become just like them as I take your cherry,” he said, guiding Elliot back downstairs. He smiled as Elliot reached out to grab his precuming cock.

The scene unfolding before Elliot was unlike anything he had ever imagined in his young life. Jon had his dick inside Jace’s butt and was moving it in and out of Jace, who kept begging for Jon to fuck him harder. For some reason, the image of the two brothers made his willy harder if that was possible.

Meanwhile, on the giant TV was a video of Edmund doing the same thing to Jace, who begged Edmund to fuck him harder, and how much he loved his daddy’s cock fucking his boy's pussy. Jon was busy having another college-like man was busy doing the same thing to Jon, who was also begging to be fucked like the bitch slut he was.

“‘L’ you going to let Daddy fuck you and make you part of our family?” Jace said, smiling at Elliot.

“Yeah, ‘L’, you have to let Daddy fuck you, we want you to be part of our family, we love you so much,” panted Jon as he pounded his dick inside Jace.

“What do you say, son? You going to let Daddy inside your tight little boy pussy and become part of our family? If you don’t, I understand we can just be friends if you’re not brave enough to be like Jace and Jon, letting me and others fuck you. I’m sure the boys will invite you to come over occasionally to swim,” Edmund told Elliot, knowing the young eight-year-old brunette wanted to be part of a family, their family. The possibility of being deprived of their growing friendship and doing the fun things he had learned to do sexually would make Elliot surrender his hot little boy cunt up to Edmund.

Elliot paused briefly, looking at the two brothers on the screen getting fucked, and said, “Daddy, fuck me please, I want to be just like Jace and Jon. If they can do it and like your dick fucking them, so can I. Fuck me, Daddy.”

“Certainly, son, I would love to fuck you like the slut I know you are,” grinned Edmund. “Boys, get my baby boy ready for his Daddy’s man cock,” Edmund told his sons, while he turned on all the cameras. He suspected Elliot’s cherry pop was going to make him a lot of money. While Elliot might be eight, he looked closer to six or seven, which often brought in more money. Men would pay more for the opportunity to fuck much younger boys.

Jace and Jon raised and slid an angular pillow under Elliot’s ass. Jace began fingering Elliot, preparing to bump him with a nice-sized shard of Krypto. His friend was rolling nicely from the tea and was almost completely tweaked out of his eight-year-old mind. Jace pushed the shard deep inside Elliot enjoying the small boy’s moan about it burning. He told him the burn would not last. He desperately wanted to see Elliot popped by his, Dad, so he and Jon could fuck him as well.

“Have him blow four more clouds, Jon, so he’s good and ready to get his cherry popped and fucked like the little cumslut whore boy he is,” Edmund told his oldest boy.

Jon grinned in reply. “Hey ‘L’, I want you to take four more hits of Krypto as he held the end of the pipe to Elliot’s mouth, before lighting the torch.

Elliot followed the routine Jace and Jon had taught him earlier that morning. He enjoyed how the smoke made him feel; it made him want to do more fun things with Edmund, Jon, and Jace.

While Elliot blew more clouds. Edmund greased up his middle finger and slid it in Elliot’s fiery hole, beginning to finger fuck the eight-year-old. As he built up speed, the cute eight-year-old began moaning in pleasure, causing Edmund to grin.

“Liking Daddy’s finger? The father of two asked the small boy. “Does my baby boy want another finger to fuck him?

“Yes, Daddy, fuck me more,” pleaded Elliot, as a need was starting to build inside his butt.
Edmund poured more laced lube on the boy’s winking hole before adding a second finger to his fucking of the small boy.

“Oh…yes…more…more Daddy,” Elliot begged, now needing more in his butt.

“Daddy’s ready to add another finger, baby boy. You ready for it fucking your little boy pussy?” Edmund asked as he pulled his fingers out and used them to scoop some of his flowing precum onto them.

“Yes, Daddy, fuck my boy pussy good,” the now-horny eight-year-old pleaded to the man molesting him.

“Daddy’s boy likes his boy pussy getting fucked, huh?” Edmund asked, knowing the drugs had taken over, and it was nearly time to pop the little eight-year-old brunette. He couldn’t wait to hear his sweet, unbroken boyish voice begging to be fucked harder and beg for his jizz.

Elliot moaned loudly as his molester added another finger, this time coated in his precum. Edmund kept hitting a spot inside him that made him see stars and begged to be fucked faster and harder now.

“Tweak him up more, Jon,” the nine-year-old’s father told him. “Four more big ones. It’s time.” Edmund commanded his oldest son as he lubed his thick eight inches with the Krypto-laced lube.

Once the petite eight-year-old brunette had finished his fourth hit, Edmund positioned him with his ass up, and Jon and Jace each grabbed one of Elliot’s legs, pulling them back to the boy’s ears and spreading him wide open for his coming fuck. Edmund loved how flexible young boys were.

“Ready, son?” The older man asked as he slapped the head of his leaking cock on Elliot’s winking virginal hole. “I’ve been waiting since I first met you to slide my cock in and fuck you like the little whoreboy I know you are, just like Jon and Jace,” he grinned down at his soon-to-be no longer innocent prey.

“Fuck me, Daddy, I want to be your bitch slut, whoreboy,” declared Elliot.

“Fuck yeah, slut, push out like you have to poo,” commanded his molester.

As Elliot started pushing out, Edmund pushed in with a third of his cock, quickly burying himself in the young boy’s newly born boy pussy.

“Ooooh,” gasped Elliot as he was stretched open wider than the rubber willy had done previously.

“Shh, son, it’s okay, just breathe, you’re doing good,” Edmund told the panting boy. “Push out, and it won’t feel so bad, baby boy. You want Jace and Jon to be proud of you, don’t you?” Edmund asked, already knowing the answer.

“Okay…okay…Daddy,” panted Elliot, pushing out again. The dull pain eased briefly before Edmund pushed in deeper. The eight-year-old brunette’s mouth opened in a silent scream. As he panted, the initial pain began morphing into something else. His tiny body shuddered as the fullness started to feel incredible inside him. He wanted more of Edmund’s dick.

“That’s it, son, you have almost all of me. Push out one more time, baby, make me proud,” a smiling Edmund told Elliot. Fuck, he thought this was some primo boy pussy. He was going to enjoy fucking the small boy daily from now on, when he wasn’t pimping him out.

“Yeah, ‘L,’ you’re doing great, it feels so good now, almost in you,” Jace told Elliot. “Just wait til he starts really fucking you like a slutty whoreboy.”

“Here, shotgun me, while you push out one more time, ‘L,” Jon said, taking a huge hit and bending down to shotgun while Elliot pushed out one last time.

The boys’ father pushed balls deep inside Elliot. It was Edmund’s turn to moan in pleasure, along with Elliot. He wondered how tight the cute brunette would be come Sunday afternoon, after the near constant fucking, he was going to get from all the men this weekend.

“So good…yes…so good,” Elliot moaned as he felt Edmund buried deep inside his boy pussy, as he had now learned to call his butt.

“It’s fun time now, son, Daddy is going to fuck you like a bitch whoreboy and make you beg for it and my baby batter,” moaned Elliot’s molester, as he began slowly humping the boy’s hole.

Elliot’s eyes widened as Edmund’s thrusts and withdrawals became more prolonged and more forceful, constantly hitting that magic spot inside him.

“Yes, Daddy, fuck my boy pussy, fuck me harder…YES…HARDER DADDY,” yowled Elliot, now lost in his first fuck. Jace and Jon were right; this was so much better. He never wanted it to end. He needed Edmund to fuck him like this every day.

Jon and Jace had started fucking while they watched their Dad fuck their new friend. Few things were hotter than watching him fuck young boys and making them beg for it harder. As they were enjoying Elliot’s pleadings to be fucked like a whoreboy, they heard voices as the basement door opened.

Uncle Robbie, a black-haired, handsome, muscular, sleeve-inked, waxed smooth-bodied, twenty-something-year-old man with a thick eight-inch cock like Edmund’s, led the way downstairs. “I think we found the party, Ter,” a deep voice said to a black teenager.

“Fuck yeah, Rob, there’s some hot boy pussy here,” the toned, ebony, seventeen-year-old, sporting shoulder-length, thick dreads. But what caught Jace’s attention was the almost nine-inch-long, seven-inch-around uncut cock sticking out at a nearly perfect 90-degree angle.

“You’re going to love my nephew Jace, he’s a huge dinge queen,” laughed the white man as they walked over to Jon and Jace.

“I’m Jace,” smiled the cute eight-year-old as he held the mushroom and torch to the black teen.

“Nice to meet you, J’man,” Ter smiled as he took the bubbler mushroom and torch. He took three big hits while Jace began sucking on his thick ebony cock, working his tongue under its hood so that he could suck the precum flowing from its purple head. “Fuck man, this is some of the best head I’ve had in a long while,” Terance said.

“I told you, Ter, he’s a big dinge queen, plus he’s been sucking cock since he was two,” laughed Robbie as he took the other bubbler and torch from Jon to take his own hits.

Jon was soon sucking his uncle’s cock as everyone listened to Elliot begging to be fucked harder and deeper.

Jace pulled off Terance’s cock, looking up into the seventeen-year-old’s brown eyes, “Fuck me like the cumslut whore I am,” pleaded Jace, needing to feel it inside him. “Fuck me like a bitch, fast, hard, and deep,” demanded Jace.

“Oh, Snowboy wants some BBC, does he?” Terance said, grinning down at Jace. “Show me how much you want this nigga cock in your boy cunt,” He commanded Jace, who lay on his back spreading himself wide open as his knees reached his ears.

“Give me that mutha’ fuckin BBC, rail me like the whore I am,” demanded Jace. “Give it to me balls deep.”

“Damn, bitch is a nasty ass ' ho,” laughed Terance, positioning himself at Jace’s winking hole. “Ready bitch?” He asked as he thumped his leaking cock on the eight-year-old blonde boy’s winking hole.

“Yeah, rape my boy cunt with that beautiful nigga cock,” Jace told Terance, as he steeled himself for what he knew was going to be a fantastic fuck.

“You got it, ' ho,” growled Terance, thrusting forward, burying himself balls deep in the hot as fuck eight-year-old blonde white boy.

“FUCK YES! RAIL…MY…WHITE…BOY CUNT!” Jace howled in pleasure at being split open by the seventeen-year-old black teen.

Robbie was already in Jon’s hole by the time Terance split open his other nephew. He loved fucking Jon and had since the boy turned six. His nephew had learned early how to milk a cock with his ass. Robbie’s brother had started fucking Robbie at six, and Edmund was sixteen. Though he was four when Edmund began grooming him. It had turned out that Edmund had molested all the boys he babysat from the time he turned thirteen until he left for university.

“YES…FUCK…ME…DADDY…HARDER…DADDY…FUCK…MY…BOY…PUSSY!” Elliot howled, lost in the passion of his first fuck. Drool ran from his mouth. Edmund had already made him dry cum twice from being fucked, causing him to see stars. He wanted fucked forever; this was too good not to do again and again.

Edmund was now pulling completely out before slamming back inside the cute eight-year-old brunette. He loved the sounds of his balls smacking hard against the boy’s ass. Elliot was made for sex; he was going to be popular with the men Edmund pimped him to. He suspected Elliot would turn out to be just like Jace, looking for other men on his own to molest him. Lucky men, Edmund thought with a smile, having an eight-year-old begging the men to fuck him.

Elliot was quickly approaching a third dry cum, which he thought was impossible, but he felt the tingles building again like a looming wave. “FUCK…ME! HARDER! HARDER!” He yowled as the third dry cum hit more powerfully than the previous two.

Suddenly, he felt Edmund swell inside him, as he sensed something warm and wet pumping inside him.

“FUCK, TAKE MY NUTT, WHORE!” Edmund roared, flooding one of the best pieces of ass he’d ever fucked.

Whatever it was pumping in his boy pussy, it made Elliot feel so good as Edmund’s dick seemed to slide even more easily now.

“MUTHA FUCK! TAKE MY JIZZ SNOWBOY!” Terance cried as he flooded Jace’s boy cunt, as the little eight-year-old’s body trembled and shook as he came hard at the same time as his fucker.

“SHIT! YES! OH FUCK! CUMMING!” Jace bayed, cumming hard from the seventeen-year-old black teen’s fuck.

“Looks like you’re next up. And your name is?” Edmund asked the black teen’s name.

“Ter or Terry is fine,” he said, smiling at Jace’s father. “This one is a hell of a nasty-ass fuck,” Terance chuckled, pulling out of Jace with a wet pop and giving him a smack on the ass, which brought a moan of pleasure from Jace.

“This one is freshly popped and ready to learn to be a nasty boy,” Edmund smirked at Terance. “Try him on for size, he’s well worth the fuck,” the older man chuckled, as he pulled out with a pop and moved to give room for Terance to fuck Elliot.”

“Are you my Daddy too?” Elliot asked the seventeen-year-old.

“Mutha fuck, this one is a keeper,” laughed Terance as he smacked his cock head on the gaping cum-coated leaking hole. “Balls deep? Asked the black teen.
“He’s here to be broken in, so go ahead,” laughed Edmund.

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Summer Project
Chapter Five

“Mutha fuck, this one is a keeper,” laughed Terance as he smacked his cock head on the gaping cum-coated leaking hole. “Balls deep? Asked the black teen.

“He’s here to be broken in, so go ahead,” laughed Edmund.

“Sweet,” chuckled Terry.

“He’s freshly popped, and I expect Jace is going to want him to love BBC as he does,” Edmund smirked at his younger son.

“Yes, Daddy,” Jace said, coming over to his father to suck on his cock while he watched Elliot take his first black cock.

“There will be a fair number this weekend for you both, but he has to learn to take all sorts of men,” Edmund reminded Jace.

“I know, but they are so much fun,” Jace giggled as he watched Terance prepare to impale Elliot.

“Ready whore?” Terance asked Elliot.

“Fuck me like the cumdump slut I am, Daddy,” pleaded the petite eight-year-old brunette, as he held himself spread open for the huge cock, that he knew would feel so good fucking him.

“That’s what I love to hear from my bitches,” chuckled Terance. “Take it,” he grunted, thrusting balls deep in his first thrust.

“FUCK!” Howled Elliot as he took Terance’s seven-inch around, almost nine-inch fuck stick.

“Fuck is right, whore, I’m gonna fuck your pussy so good,” Terance said, grinning down at Elliot, before pulling almost completely out, then slamming back as he built up a steady in-and-out rhythm.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” babbled Elliot as he surrendered to the black cock molesting him so well. “Harder, harder, harder,” Elliot moaned to his fucker.

“Snowboy likes BBC,” Terance grinned. “Once you go, Black, never go back,” he chuckled, pleased another white boy had been bent to love BBC.

Robbie yowled as he finally unloaded inside his nine-year-old nephew. Jon was one of his favorite pieces of ass.

“Beg for my nigga cock to fuck your slutty white boy pussy ho,” Terance commanded the cute brunette eight-year-old he was long-dicking like the cumslut Elliot was now.

“PLEASE GIVE ME YOUR NIGGA COCK! FUCK ME HARDER! HARDER! FUCK YES! SO, FUCKING GOOD! GIVE ME THAT NIGGA COCK HARDER! FUCK ME LIKE A WHORE!” Elliot howled, losing himself in the fuck from the handsome black teen. Before today, he had never really interacted with black people, but now he wanted more black cock.

“Fuck ya, ho, I knew you’d be one nasty fuck, I’ll have to get some of my crew to help take care of this hungry boy cunt, slut,” growled Terance, imagining four members of his basketball team that liked fucking little white ho boys. And this one would give them hours of fun once he blew some clouds.

Elliot worked on milking Terance’s big, thick teen cock; he wanted more cum inside him. “HARDER…HARDER…NIGGA…RAPE…MY…PUSSY!”

Jace grinned at his friend; he could see Elliot turning into a big dinge queen like himself. He wondered if there were any black janitors at their new schools who liked white boy pussy, like at his old school. Then he and Elliot could get fucked and bred at school. He loved how hot it was running around at recess, filled with the janitors’ cum. And after school again, before heading out to find more cock.

Jace moaned around his father’s cock as his Uncle Robbie slid inside his creamy cum-filled hole. His uncle’s cock was his second favorite, with Dad’s cock being his all-time favorite cock since he was five and his Dad popped him.

“Sorry, bud,” Edmund told Jace as he pulled out of Jace’s cock hungry mouth. “It’s Jon’s turn,” he chuckled as Jace whined. “Don’t worry, buddy, more are coming to satisfy you all front and back,” Edmund laughed.

“Yeah, Dad, fuck me hard like the whoreboy I am,” moaned Jon as Edmund slid home inside his eldest’s cum-lubed fuck tunnel. He was glad he had chosen to fuck his son and turn him into such a slut for man cock and jizz.

Elliot was a fantastic fuck; Edmund only wished Elliot were much younger, instead of eight years old. Fortunately, the young neighbor’s son looked to be around six, which would increase his earning potential. There was something nasty about turning younger boys into sluts that he loved. Starting them off at such a young age made them horny enough to have anyone who had a hard cock fuck them. They just couldn’t get enough cock, because it felt too good ever to stop getting tingles.

“OH FUCK SNOWBOY, GONNA NUT! FUCK! YES, TAKE IT! Terance howled in triumph, plastering Elliot’s insides. Pulling out with a pop, he smiled down at Elliot’s now open gaping hole. “That’s how a white boy’s hole should look,” he laughed, as jizz began to leak out. The sixteen-year-old smacked Elliot’s ass hard, which tore a moan of pleasure from the eight-year-old brunette.

“So good, so good,” Elliot babbled, turned on by the fucking he just received. He hoped it would not be the last time he got fucked by the hot-looking older teen. He wondered if all black men fucked like that.

“Smoke break time got to have you ready for Robbie when he’s finished with Jace,” Terance told Elliot as he scooped up the small boy and positioned him on his lap with his still hard cock in the valley of Elliot’s ass. He had the young boy smoke four hits in between shotgunning him another four times. Terance loved fucking tweaked as shit white boys. They were so slutty. He wondered how much Edmund charged for loaning him out. He’d love to spend a night with the cute eight-year-old and share him with some teammates from school. They’d get the little ho tweaked as fuck and break him for black dick, maybe could get the other kid to join them since he loved BBC.

Elliot started hump against his hard cock, while Terance made him do another four hits. “Snowboy wants some more nigga cock don’t you ho?” Terance whispered.

“Fuck yeah, it stretches me out so good,” Elliot whispered back.

Terance lifted Elliot, positioning the no-longer-virgin’s open hole over his large purple glans. He grinned as he dropped the cute white boy down, making the boy moan as he settled halfway down on his cock. The sixteen-year-old pulled Elliot against his chest as he leaned back. He then began to hump upwards, making the small boy moan in pleasure.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, give me that nigga cock, fuck yes, harder, harder, fuck my white boy pussy, fuck me!” moaned Eliot, as he took more and more of Terance’s thick, almost nine inches.

“Yeah, ‘L’ take that nigga cock,” Jace encouraged his friend, suspecting the cute eight-year-old brunette was now hooked on black cock.

“FUCK, GONNA NUT JACE,” growled his Uncle Robbie, as he ramped up his thrusts. “TAKE IT!” bayed Robbie as he flooded his youngest nephew’s cunt.

“FUCK YES!” Jace shrieked as he climaxed hard from his uncle’s fucking.

“SHIT SNOWBOY! TAKE MY NUT!” yowled Terence, flooding Elliot’s ass for the second time. “Fuck slut, that pussy is meant to be fucked,” the sixteen-year-old grinned. “Rob, you’re going to love this pussy, it needs a lot of dick,” he chuckled.

“Sweet, been looking forward since Edmund told me about him,” replied Robbie, as he pulled out of Jace. “I’m sure Jace is ready for more cock from you,” he chuckled.

“I’m your new Daddy,” grinned Robbie at the petite brunette boy. He knew Elliot was eight, but looked so much closer to six, which turned him on something awful. Fucking both his nephews at the five was amazing.

They were still as tight as if they were virgins. Edmund had trained his sons with interestingly larger dildos until the dildos were a couple of sizes below his cock. Edmund wanted the boys to find bliss as he took their virginity. Edmund tweaked them up once he was way up inside their second holes. He’d begin pumping in and out while they were tweaked and begging for Daddy’s cock in their pussies.

Few things were hotter than a five-year-old begging for cock in his pussy. Elliot seemed almost as hot, since the boy looked so young. And his nephews had taught him how to appropriately plead for cock. They loved teaching boys how to curse, learning that begging while cursing got them the cocks and cum they wanted. And the cute eight-year-old brunette seemed to have learned his lessons well.

Elliot lay down on his back with a pillow under his ass. He pulled his legs back to his ears so that he was spread open for Robbie. “Fuck my pussy, Daddy, I need your cock!” Elliot pleaded with Robbie.

Robbie looked down at the small, innocent-looking boy’s hole. It could not completely close now; it was glistening wet from jizz leaking out. He smiled that he was going to get sloppy seconds from three loads. In his mind, he thought of Elliot being only six. Precum oozed from his cock at the thought of fucking a kindergartener.

“Daddy is going to fuck your pussy so good, slut,” Robbie told Elliot. With that, he pushed slowly balls deep inside his fantasy kindergartner, enjoying how every inch feels on his cock. “Slut, you’re still nice and tight after all the fucking you’ve gotten.”

“SO GOOD DADDY! FUCK ME, DADDY! DO IT HARDER DADDY! HARDER!” Elliot howled as Robbie began to slam fucking him.

“Fuck yes, slut, you like my big cock fucking your pussy don’t you, cumslut,” Robbie growled at Elliot, enjoying the boy’s sloppy cunt.

“Yes, Daddy, I love Daddy’s big cock,” moaned Elliot. “Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me harder, Daddy, HARDER PLEASE!”

Robbie imagined pounding the fuck out of a little six-year-old as he long-dicked Elliot. The boy was there to be used for the weekend, so nearly everything was cool except marking his body. He fucked Eliot as he would Jon or Jace, no holding back.

“YES, DADDY! FUCK ME!” Jon pleaded with his father. His Dad had always been his favorite fucker, ever since the first time.

Edmund smiled at the scene he had created, and this was only the beginning of the weekend. Elliot was performing better than he could have hoped. He had already secured twenty men who paid to fuck all three of the boys. They were all mutli-cummers, so each of the boys would get at least a couple of loads from each of them. He knew he was going to make a lot of money over the weekend, not to mention the money from the videos. Elliot was going to be very profitable.

Jon begged for his daddy’s load as Edmund long-dicked him hard, enjoying Jon’s moans of pleasure. “Fuck baby boy, I love your ass and how sloppy it is already,” he smiled at Jon. Watching his little brother Robbie fuck Elliot reminded him of when he popped Jon at five; it was the best decision he had made next to teaching his boys to suck cock at two.

“OH FUCK, SLUT TAKE DADDY’S LOAD!” Edmund howled at Jon as he felt the boy’s own climax hit, squeezing his cock in a death grip.

“DADDY…GIVE…IT…TO…ME!” Jon bayed, feeling his dad’s jizz firing deep inside him and mixing with the others’ loads.

“FUCK YOU’RE ONE NASTY SNOWBOY,” Terance cried as he prepared to dump another load inside the cute youngest son of Edmund, Robbie’s older brother. This boy loved black cock, and wasn’t afraid or embarrassed to let people know. Yet, the one who really gave him a boner was the new boy Edmund had popped earlier. There was something just so nasty about breaking young white boys to yearn for black cock. His teammates would love to get the little snow boy’s head in the clouds and use him some afternoons and all night. They’d send him back with so much black jizz he’d be leaking for days, and with the need to let any black man use his pussy. His uncle, a janitor at the local elementary school, would love to get hold of both boys.

“SHIT CUMMING!” Hollered Jace, as Terance battered his boy button one too many times.

“FUCK TAKE IT SLUT!” Terance growled as he unloaded inside the cute blond eight-year-old. “FUCK! SO GOOD!” He continued to fuck in and out of the pretty blond with his still hard cock. Finally, the seventeen-year-old pulled out of Jace.

Edmund smiled as he made room for Terance to fuck Jon, “Don’t forget Jon,” he chuckled.

Terance grinned as he pulled out of Jace, giving the blond eight-year-old a smack on the ass. “I hope your bro is just as talented as you, snowboy.”

The seventeen-year-old grinned lustfully at the nice-year-old's gaping hole. “Nice and lubed just as I like my bitches,” chuckled Terance as he climbed between Jon’s spread legs. “Ready whore?”

“Fuck yeah, give it to me,” Jon commanded the older teen. He needed to feel Terance’s long, thick fuck-stick pounding his boy pussy.

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Summer Project
Chapter 6

Edmund, Robbie, and Terance kept fucking the three boys, making them beg for their cocks and cum until noon, when they all took a break to eat lunch. Robbie and Terance left after Terry had one more turn with Elliot. Terance got Edmund’s number so he and his friends could arrange to spend some time with Elliot. The seventeen-year-old just couldn’t get enough of Elliot’s pussy.

The boys were in the basement playroom, blowing clouds, when three more men arrived to molest Jace, Jon, and Elliot. Edmund had chosen three older Daddy Bears to fuck the boys. He wanted Elliot to hunger for any man, regardless of their appearance.

Edmund was pleased Elliot didn’t care what they looked like, as long as they had big cocks to fuck him with. Elliot was turning out to be as big a slut as Jace and Jon. The men got off on how he called them daddy each time they fucked him. They soon turned to teaching the small eight-year-old how to suck cock. He could already deep-throat them, but they began to refine his technique. They stayed and played with the boys until dinner time.

The Krypto made the boys less hungry, but Edmund insisted they eat something to keep their energy up. They swam in the pool for a bit after they ate until the next group of men arrived. This trio consisted of three leather-clad muscle daddies. They reminded Edmund of men from the Tom of Finland. Edmund had chosen a blonde-haired, a jet-black-haired, and a redhead. All three had hairy chests, mustaches, and goatees. They each wore leather harnesses under their shirts. Surprisingly, he managed to select men who were all just under nine inches.

Sean, the redhead, selected Elliot, which seemed to please the small eight-year-old. The eight-year-old thought red-haired boys were cute, so he loved Sean’s red hair and body. “Daddy, are you going to fuck my slutty boy pussy?” Elliot asked with a grin once he was tweaked back up.

“Does baby boy need his Daddy’s fuck stick in his pussy?”

“YES! FUCK ME HARD! RAPE MY SLUTTY PUSSY! PLEASE, DADDY!” Elliot begged the grinning man, who also wore two thick black leather arm bands along with his leather harness. There was a thick silver ring that went around his cock and balls, making it look even harder if that was possible.

Sean was looking forward to fucking the hell out of the cute eight-year-old. He doubted the boy remembered seeing him while he and his grandmother shopped at the local Whole Foods store. Sean, though, recalled seeing him in his tight shorts that showed off his fuckable ass. He wanted to fuck him then, and now he was going to get the chance.

Elliot rubbed all over the man’s hairy chest and body, wanting his hard, dripping cock in him in the worst way. The hair rubbing against his hairless body drove him crazy with lust. He needed the man’s just under nine-inch-thick cock inside his hungry pussy. Terry had broken him by making him want bigger cocks fucking him. Eight was cool, but the larger ones turned him on in a really awful way.

“Please, Daddy, give me your fat cock! I need it so bad!”

Sean grinned down at Elliot as he grabbed the boy’s skinny legs, spreading them wide and back toward his ears. He loved how flexible young boys were. Elliot was the perfect age and size to be turned into a slut for cock and cum.

“Baby boy wants some cock in his hungry pussy?” Sean asked Elliot as he teased the boy’s hole with his cock head. He loved how Elliot kept trying to force his slutty pussy back on the teasing glans. Elliot moaned “YES” loudly as Sean slowly pushed inside, enjoying the eight-year-old’s tightness and his sloppy boy pussy.

Sean looked up to see how far his fellow molesters had gotten. He was surprised that both were already fucking the two other boys. He looked down at Elliot and slowly pushed inside the cute eight-year-old. Sean wanted the boy to feel every inch as it sank inside his fuck hole.

“YES!” Elliot moaned as he finally got another cock inside his boy pussy.

“FUCK!” Sean moaned loudly as he slid deeper inside the still-tight, cumfilled fuck hole. This was one fine boy pussy, he thought, wondering how the lil slut liked his ass being spanked in between thrusts back inside. Once he was balls deep, Sean pulled completely out, making Elliot whimper with need. The older man smacked the cute eight-year-old brunette moderately hard before shoving back in, burying himself balls deep once again.

“OH,” Elliot moaned as Sean began to repeat the smack followed by a thrust back inside him. This was completely different; the small boy found that it started turning him on in a horrible way. “Harder, HARDER, YES, FUCK AND SPANK ME HARDER!” He demanded from this hot older man. He wanted more and more from him. Elliot knew he shouldn’t like being spanked. But during sex like this, it seemed natural and made him want more.

“Yeah, I knew you’d be a nasty lil' slut,” Sean growled at the small boy pinned beneath him. “Fuck I can’t wait to teach you how to be a really nasty slut boy,” he continued, picturing the cute boy learning to be a proper nasty pig slut, doing things the boy would never in a million years thought to do, and he would learn to enjoy them.

Sean pounded Elliot hard and fast. He wanted the little slut to cum at least one time before he flooded the eight-year-old boy’s cunt.

“Oh…shit…FUCK…OH…GOD…YES!” Elliot howled as his body began shaking and trembling, as a wave of tingles hit him hard.

Meanwhile, Similar acts of perversion were occurring with Jan and Jon, such as spanking, hard nipple twisting and biting, and fast and hard pounding of their boy cunts and bodies. Edmund was proud to be the maestro of his sons' and their friend’s molestation. The brothers’ father was pleased at how Elliot was turning out.

There was no doubt in his mind that Elliot was going to surpass Jace in sluttiness. The boy loved sex; he was sure Jace would make sure he and the small eight-year-old got plenty of Black cock. That might make a great video of Jace and Elliot taking on all cummers of Black men. He suspected Elliot might actually win, but he’d never say that to Jace. You never wanted to create jealousy when molesting boys; that was the quickest way to prison.

Elliot suddenly bayed as his climax hit him hard. He already managed at least ten climaxes so far, and the night wasn’t anywhere close to being over. There were six more men to take before bedtime. So, each boy had a minimum of fifteen climaxes yet to go before breaking for the night.

Edmund never imagined that when he started molesting Jon and then Jace after his wife’s passing, his boys would willingly surrender their hot little bodies to multitudes of unknown men. The bonus of watching his son being molested daily provided him with a lavish lifestyle, besides satisfying his kink of watching them being molested. When questioned about his job, he told people he was a freelance photographer.

Seducing other boys had started by complete accident. Jon was having an overnight sleepover with one of his kindergarten friends. This was after he had been popped. Jon had lured his friend Aaron into sex play. He went to check on them since they were so quiet, and discovered a naked Jon and Aaron excitedly blowing each other while a naked four-year-old Jace watched, playing with his hard one-inch little worm. As a result of that night, Aaron learned to enjoy the pleasure of being molested by a man. He and Jon lured more of their friends into the joy of man-boy-boy sex.

By the end of the school year, Edmund had fucked every boy in Jon’s kindergarten class. Each boy had been videotaped and photographed enjoying and begging to be molested. He had already been on the dark web, so he began selling the pictures and vids. Five boys in, Edmund’s younger brother Robbie had started molesting the kindergarteners with him.

Robbie was the one who suggested letting other men fuck the boys. That suggestion opened the dam, and suddenly, Edmund found a way to pimp the boys to men who wanted real contact with boys close by. The boys were excited to meet more playmates. It was a win-win for everyone.

Each of the men used all three boys twice before leaving. Sean made a point to tell Edmund he’d love a one-on-one with Elliot sometime. Edmund told him that once Elliot was broken entirely, he’d be available.

The next group of three included DeShawn, the mover, whom Jace made a point to have invited; the other two were from a Taekwondo dojo where the Sensei and his assistant trainer held special naked training for a few boys that they molested regularly under the guise of special training to prepare them for competition. Once registered, the parents just dropped their boys off and didn’t bother to come in. The boys’ dojo uniforms consisted of just a pair of black shorts, with no underwear. He told them it made the sport easier to practice in loose clothing, and the parents never suspected a thing. Jin and his assistant Jae-young had been molesting boys for almost ten years. Edmund planned to make Jace and Jon join and try to convince Elliot to join as well.

Once the boys finished tweaking up, Jace took DeShawn’s nine inches. Meanwhile, Jin, with his nine-and-a-half inches fucked Elliot, and Jae-young took Jon. The two Koreans used various training moves to fuck Jon and Elliot, switching off. DeShawn pumped two loads inside a pleased Jace, who told the twenty-something all about Elliot and his newborn craving for Black cock. The man promised to fuck him like the Mud-shark he was now.

Edmund was pleased with Jace’s sharing of Elliot’s new obsession. The cute brunette eight-year-old was quickly becoming popular with Black men. It had been a while since he had a boy who did almost exclusively Black clientele; Elliot looked like an excellent prospect. Sure, Jace might be a little jealous of Elliot getting all the Black cock, but he suspected Elliot would be more than happy to share his luck with Jace. They were like two peas in a pod.

DeShawn pumped three loads in the Snow Bunny once he was finished taking care of Jace and his older brother. He had to admit it, Elliot was a better fuck than the J-man. It was some prime boy pussy, and he loved the way the small boy begged for his cock. The little brunette was a right nasty Ritz Cracker, and he looked forward to fucking him again sometime.

Once the men were finished and had left, Edmund congratulated Elliot on doing so well and said that more men would be coming over the next day. This pleased Elliot to no end. Edmund gave them all sleeping pills mixed in with Gatorade to ensure the boys were rested up for more sex. He planned to sleep with Elliot and maybe fuck him during the night a time or two more. Jace and Jon could sleep together in one of their rooms.

Morning came too early, Edmund chuckled to himself as he stretched before doing his usual morning exercises. He fucked Elliot three more times during the night. Each time whispering nasty things to the small, sleeping child, corrupting Elliot even more through his defenseless subconscious.

He planned to keep all three boys tweaked through the day, but on Sunday, Edmund would find out how well the lessons had gone as he watched the cute brunette fucked himself on men without any additional drugs. He suspected from what he had seen on Friday that there wouldn’t be any issues. The slut box had been opened, and it had been released into the world for men to use for many years to come.

Edmund looked down at the no longer innocent sleeping eight-year-old boy sucking on his thumb like it was a hard boy cock. “Elliot, Elliot, time to get up and start your day,” Edmund told his sleeping boy prey. “Time to get going and get ready for today’s play

“Is it morning already, Daddy?” the angelic boy with a sleeping-eyed grin asked his new daddy, the man who showed him his place in the world and loved him like no one ever had before.

“Yes, it is, son,” the older man told Elliot. “Why don’t you wake up, Jace and Jon? So, you can all clean up properly before breakfast and all day’s fun.”

Elliot instantly was up asking, “Am I going to get fucked all day like yesterday, Daddy?” He wanted to know excitedly.

“Yes, son, Daddy has a lot more friends who want to fuck your boy pussy,” Edmund smiled at Elliot, who was already stroking his hard boy's nail.

“Sweet!” he exclaimed, before shyly asking, “Even some more Black daddies?”

Edmund laughed, ruffling the small boy’s already messy hair. “Yes, there are some more Black men for you and Jace to share,” he said with a smile as he bent down to kiss Elliot, who threw his arms around the older man’s neck, beginning to passionately French kiss the man he now considered his father.

“Thanks, Daddy,” the small boy said, grinning at Edmund. I love you so much, thank you for picking me to be your son.” Elliot said, smiling.

“You’re welcome, son. I couldn’t ask for a better boy. You’ve already gone beyond my wildest dreams, and will not doubt continue to do so,” Edmund said, rubbing the boy’s back. “Go wake up Jace and Jon.”

“Okay, Daddy,” said a smiling Elliot, skipping off to find Jace and Jon to get cleaned up.

“Hey, guys, Daddy says it’s time to get cleaned up before breakfast,” he said, stroking his cock.

“Hey, ‘L’, come over and help me with this,” Jace’s voice called out to his new brother.

Elliot disappeared into the bedroom and shut the door with a loud click.

Edmund knew his sons would make sure to rev him up before breakfast. Meanwhile, he could ensure everything was ready for the first group, who were set to arrive in a couple of hours. The next group would be the three bears who fucked Jace and Jon their first night. Jace and Elliot would be excited to see the Black grandfather bear. Jace couldn’t stop talking the next day about Greg’s thick ten-inch cock, and how good it fucked him.

The remaining Black individuals would be scattered throughout the day, with one Black person in each three-person group, until the fourth group, which would be all Black and have a minimum of 9 inches.

Jace and Jon were having a ball with Elliot, taking turns spit-roasting him as they had dreamed of doing every day since they met him. He was officially broken in now, and Jace had a new best friend to play and adventure with. No doubt Jon would soon have his own new best friend, but until that day, Jace and Jon would have to share Elliot’s holes.

“Damn, I love when Dad lubes up our friends for us to play with,” Jon panted to his lil brother. “He always shoots so much jizz. Ready to switch again, Jace?” the blonde nine-year-old asked his little impish brother.

“Fuck yeah, let me back in his boy pussy,” Jace growled lustfully, pulling his hard two and a half inches out of Elliot’s mouth. “It’s Jon’s turn now, L.”

Jace took the space just exited by Jon, making sure to smack both ass cheeks of Elliot before he slammed back inside his friend. “Damn, Jon, he’s tight as he was when Dad opened up that cute six-year-old redhead we met in Charleston.”

“Fuck, and he can suck cock as well as you; he’s going to be popular if he stays like that.”

“Hear that whore boy, you’re a keeper,” laughed Jace as he smacked Elliot’s ass harder as he pumped in and out of the lil brunette eight-year-old boy’s cunt. “We’re going to have so much fun finding Black guys to fuck us, isn’t that right, ‘L’?” Jace whispered in Elliot’s ear, making him moan at the thought of more black men fucking him.

It turned him on something awful, the whole idea of Black men fucking him and Jace together. Jace promised to teach him where to find and get men to fuck them. Jace knew from experience there were special places around every town, and he just needed to see them, and they'd be knee-deep in Black cock in no time.

“Let’s switch one last time and then get cleaned up and out, so we can start our day of fucking,” Jace said, offering up Elliot’s pussy to his older brother. Even when they each got new playmates, they would always switch off so as not to create any jealousy among them.

Jon pounded Elliot hard and fast, pausing briefly between thrusts to smack the cute brunette eight-year-old’s sweet ass. With one final thrust and smack, Jon pulled out and said, “Clean up time, Jace and I are going to show you how to properly keep your pussy clean whenever you come over here.”

“Daddy will expect from now on, as soon as you're naked, to get cleaned out and ready for whoever he has ready to play with after you’ve sucked him off,” continued Jace.

“Oh, okay, I guess I usually take a shower before I come over, but I’ll shower here too,” Elliot said, not understanding the need for a second shower.

Jace laughed, “It's not your outside but your inside,” he said, holding a SURE SHOT up for Elliot to see. “You put it in your butt and let water run in until you have go, and repeat until it comes out clean.”

“Oh, I see grandma has something like that, but it’s rubber. She’s used a couple of times when I couldn’t go number 2.”

“It’s the same idea, except you’re getting the poop out, so more cock and cum can get inside,” Jon said, smiling at the no longer innocent boy they had corrupted, turning him into a slut for men to use for their pleasure.

Once cleaned up inside and out, the boys headed to breakfast: juice, pancakes, and bacon. Once finished, Elliot asked Edmund if he could suck his cock like the slut he was. The older man smiled down at the little eight-year-old brunette. He smiled at the cute boy, knowing he was theirs completely. The first of many more boys to join his fold of slut boys for men to use.

The first group of men was a mixture of young and older bears packing eight to nine inches. Elliot was excited to start his day of sex. The day was filled with a mix of different types of men, bears, muscle daddies, twinks, and twunks. Edmund wanted Elliot to be familiar with all sorts of men. They were all shapes, sizes, and races.

Edmund was pleased when Sunday rolled around. He had been slowly reducing the level of drugs for Elliot. Edmund wanted to see Elliot throwing himself at the men he had invited without drugs to ensure his conditioning was complete. He found himself surprised at the way Elliot attacked his first top of the day. The tiny, cute eight-year-old was like a man possessed. He eagerly rode men’s dicks or begged to be railed continuously through the day. At the end, before Elliot left to go home, the cute boy asked Edmund to fuck him before he left to go home.

“How was your weekend, Sweetie? Elliot’s grandmother asked the small boy as he hugged him.

“I had the best time ever, and they told me they’d love to do it again soon,” Elliot told her. “Oh, they invited me to stay with them at their lake house for Jon’s birthday. It’s going to last a week, Grandma. Mr. de Winter said he’s calling this week sometime to talk to you about it,” Elliot told his grandmother. He wondered what type of men he would meet there for fun.

After a splendid supper, Elliot and his grandmother watched Jeremy Sumpter’s Peter Pan before bed. He hid his boner from his grandmother by lying on the floor. When he went to bed, he jacked off thinking about Peter Pan and the lost boys getting fucked by Capt Hook and his crew. What lucky boys they would be if that really happened. As he drifted off to sleep, he dreamed of what adventure lay ahead with his new best friends, Jace and Jon, and he would have over the summer.

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Summer Project
Chapter 7

The shirtless and barefoot Elliot sat excited as he rode in Terance’s old, beat-up car. They listened to “Body Sex” by Ciara pulsing through the car’s speakers, as Elliot drank the Molly Tea Edmund had given him before he left with Terry. He was looking forward to all the sex he was about to experience. It didn’t bother him at all that they weren’t in the best part of town, because he trusted Terry to protect him and keep him safe. He was sure he was going to have a ball playing with Terry and all his friends, just as he did with Edmund’s friends.

Edmund had told him to tell his grandmother he was having another sleepover at Jace and Jon’s house. In reality, he was going to leave all his stuff at their house while he went to play with Terry and a few of his friends for the first part of the weekend, and then come back Saturday afternoon for more fun with Jace, Jon, Edmund, and all their friends.

The cute eight-year-old white boy was rock hard, tenting out the Laker basketball shorts Jace had given him to wear without underwear, as he thought about the first time Terry had fucked him and how good it had been. The seventeen-year-old had ended up fucking him a total of six more times before the next group of Edmund’s friends showed up to play with him. Now he was going to get to play with Terry again and have nothing but Black guys fucking him, as his addiction for Black cock grew thanks to Jace, his best friend.

Elliot would more often than not pop a boner even when out with his grandmother shopping, whenever he saw a Black man. It pleased him to no end if the men realized he was hard because of them. The men would often smile at him and grab their own cocks. This made him usually run his tongue around his mouth, which made them smile more. He frequently wished he could go home with them to play, but with his grandmother there, it would be impossible.

There was, however, one older Black man who lived in their neighborhood. The man and his grandmother appeared to be acquainted with each other. George, the man, offered to pay Elliot if he ever wanted to earn extra pocket money by helping him in his yard. Elliot eagerly promised he would come over one afternoon to help him out.

This pleased his grandmother greatly. Her grandson was growing up to become a good boy by helping others out without being told to do so. George told Elliot his address and told him he was available most afternoons. Elliot planned to go over wearing only his shorts. Jace had taught him to wear as little as possible when hunting cock. He would ask George if he needed help with anything as his boner tented out his shorts.

Elliot’s new best friend, Jace, had been right; black cock was amazing. Eleven of Edmund’s friends who fucked him over during his first sleepover had been Black with mouthwatering, big cocks. The smallest cock, had been eight inches; they just went up in size from there. The next black cock after lunch was a granddaddy bear with a ten-inch. From there they varied through the day into Sunday, with his last cock on Sunday, which was also ten inches.

Jace taught him how to beg for the black men to fuck him, and Terry wanted him to behave that way the whole time Elliot was with the older Black teen and his friends. The seventeen-year-old explained to Elliot that they loved when white boys begged like boy whore sluts for their nigga fuck sticks to use their holes and feed them their loads. Elliot understood he was supposed to do that the entire time he was at Terry’s home. The cute eight-year-old asked as they drove across town to a worn-down neighborhood, how big Terance’s friends’ cocks were. He didn’t care what they looked like so long as they had big cocks.

“The smallest is a girthy eight and a half, while the biggest is an extra thick ten inches. Your little slutty whore boy pussy is going to be very happy,” chuckled the older teen as he pulled into a driveway and hit the remote to open the garage. Once Terance pulled in, he turned off the car. The seventeen-year-old grinned at Elliot. “Go ahead and take off your shorts, you’re not going to need them until tomorrow evening,” he told the cute lil white eight-year-old, who promptly took them off and left them lying on the floor of the car, along with his now-empty bottle of tea. “Come on and let's get you inside and tweaked as fuck so we can rail your slutty Keebler boy pussy like the ho you are,” the smiling Terry told his newest white fuck toy.

Elliot hopped out of the car as the garage door began to close slowly. The small third grader walked around the rear of the car as the garage door closed slowly. He didn’t care that he was naked or that anyone could see him as he walked behind the vehicle to join Terry, stroking his tiny two-inch hardon.

He beamed up at Terry as the teen opened the door to the house, guiding Elliot inside with his hand on the boy’s plump fuckable ass. Elliot could hear voices as hip-hop played through the house, as the older teen shut the door. Terance grabbed a couple of Molly-dosed Gatorades from the fridge for Elliot later in the day before guiding the small nude white eight-year-old down to the basement.

“My crib is down here slut,” Terry said, directing Elliot and his erect two inches down the stairs in front of him. He wanted his friends to see their fuck toy first. He was theirs for most of the weekend. By the time they finished with him, he’d be begging regularly for BBC to fill and flood his holes. Just like every white boy his age should want.

“Holy Mutha Fuck, T!” JP, a tall, muscular seventeen-year-old with Dreads hanging down to his shoulders, exclaimed as soon as he saw the naked and erect Elliot busy playing with himself as he walked down the stairs.

Elliot just grinned at the older teen in response. He was excited to see the big tent in the older teen’s Lakers basketball shorts as the Black teens stood around a coffee table. He, like the others, was shirtless; the other two teens wore the local high school’s basketball shorts.

The other two tall teens turned and got their first glimpse at Elliot. They wolf-whistled as soon as they saw their naked and erect eight-year-old white fuck toy. His plump fuckable ass just cried out to be used by their BBCs. When they finished with him, he’d be leaking jizz for days.

“Fuck, T, Snowboy’s hotter than you said,” said Devon, the youngest of the group at sixteen. He joined the others in drooling over the small junior Frosty, as he gripped his long, thick hardon. He still couldn’t believe it; they had this little eight-year-old white boy, who looked barely six. He was going to be the creamy filling in their Oreo sandwiches. He couldn’t believe they had the little Frosty for most of the weekend to use as they wanted. When he left, he would be one well-fucked Ritz Cracker. A nigga by injection.

“Hey, little man, come on over so we can get a better look at your little snow bunny pussy,” DeShawn, who was the oldest at eighteen and the only one with any facial hair, a mustache, and a goatee, said, motioning Elliot to join them.

Elliot slowly walked over to the group of hot teens, continuing to stroke his two-inch hardon. He loved how they went from light-skinned to almost ebony black, like Terry. He wondered whether they were cut or uncut. He hoped uncut because he loved getting his tongue under the hood of a cock.

“You like BBC?” JP, who had been the first to notice Elliot coming down the stairs, asked the young naked white pussy boy.

Elliot just stared at them with a blank face, “No, I don’t like BBC,” he said solemnly, bringing frowns to the three older teens. “I fucking love it!” He declared with a huge grin as he moved closer to the teens so they could feel up his naked body. “Who’s gonna rail my slutty white whore boy pussy filling it with your nigga jizz?” Elliot asked the four teens, whose hands now freely roamed over his nude body, to look on with smiles. Their touches were unbelievable; they made him want to do so many different and nasty things.

“We’ve got ourselves a big ol’ mud-shark,” JP said with a grin, pulling the nude Elliot over to sit on his lap. “Let's get you into the clouds, whore,” he said as he began to feed the small boy big clouds of Krypto. “Damn, Snowflake looks like he’s already starting to roll hard; he’s gonna need a parachute to get down after we send him into orbit,” JP said with a grin, causing everyone to laugh.

Elliot took several big hits of the whitish crystals in the bubbler, like he had been taught during the last few weeks by Jace, Jon, and Edmund. Jace had taught him to suck in the smoke, hold it as long as possible, and let it out through his nose. And that was precisely what JP had him do six times before passing him on to the now seated Devon.

Once JP passed both Elliot and the bubbler to his friend Devon, he stood up and dropped his Lakers’ shorts. A thick, uncut nine inches made a hard, wet slap against his taut stomach. He grinned at Elliot as he shook his cock at the small white boy.

Elliot drooled at the thought of taking JP’s cock, as Devon sat him down on his own prominent bulge. He fed the young boy even more clouds, making the lil white boy’s body tingle with energy and lust. After Elliot had taken six big hits, Devon passed him over to DeShawn. Once the sixteen-year-old passed Elliot to DeShawn, he stood up and pushed down his school team’s basketball shorts. Freeing his girthy eight-and-a-half-inch uncut cock, the purple, plum-sized glans was already leaking precum.

DeShawn had the eight-year-old blow six more large clouds before handing Elliot over to a now-naked Terance, who was holding his phone up and recording the NLB’s blowing Krypto clouds. He pulled the third-grader and sat him on his knee before proceeding to make the white eight-year-old blow six more thick clouds. While the boy blew his clouds, DeShawn pushed his shorts down. An uncut, extra-thick, ten-inch cock rose proudly from his smooth groin, glistening with precum.

“Fuck yeah,” the tweaked Elliot moaned softly between hits, drooling at the prospect of taking DeShawn’s extra thick ten inches in his slutty boy pussy. He knew by the time he went home that, if he weren’t totally in love now, like Jace with BBC, he certainly would be when Terance dropped him back at Edmund’s tomorrow night.

The eight-year-old stood up, skipping towards a messy queen-size bed in the corner of the basement. He lay back on the mattress, pulling his legs up to his ears. “I NEED some nigga cock in my white slutty whore boy pussy!” He announced to the room with a lustful grin. “Which one of you niggas is going to rail my slutty white whore boy pussy first with their nigga fuck stick? And remember, no pullouts, guys. I want every drop, till you fuck it out, then back inside me.”

“Devon, you go first, open up that Ritz Cracker’s cumslut cunt,” Terry told Devon, since he had the smallest cock of the group with a girthy eight and a half inches. He may not be long, but his girth challenged most of his bottoms.

JP tossed his friend the bottle of laced lube while Terry searched his discarded jeans for the large plastic baggie filled with Krypto he had gotten from his dealer Robbie.

He found a nice-sized shard to bump the snow boy with. “Power up the Mayonnaise Monkey,” Terry smirked at his friend as he handed it to Devon.

This was going to be better than he could have ever imagined. Edmund was allowing Terance and his friends to use Elliot free of charge as long as he recorded the eight-year-old getting used taking BBC. A lot of BBC. The little Keebler was going to leak jizz for days after they finished with him.

Terry had decided earlier to invite his Uncle Jerome over later that night to try out the little Snowflake slut. Terance was sure his janitor uncle, who worked at Elliot’s neighborhood elementary school, would regularly want to fuck and breed the little snow bunny at school, along with his cute blonde friend. His uncle had been fucking little white slut boys there ever since he started working there fifteen years ago.

Jerome had a good eye for picking up on which boys he could get away with fucking at school. The old school building had numerous rooms and spaces that were no longer in use and had long been forgotten. These were great places to molest the young elementary boys freely. Elliot and his friend Jace would just be the latest white sluts in a long line.

We gonna dart the little slut?” DeShawn asked Terance. “I’ve got a nice beginner dose for the little mud-shark,” he smiled, looking lustfully at the eight-year-old white pussy boy.

“Fuck ya, let’s get him spun, but let’s wait until Devon is finished round one,” Terry told DeShawn with a grin.

Devon frowned at Terry as he prepared to take his first turn in the little Ritz’s slutty boy cunt. “Come on, homie, give a bro a chance like the rest of you, come on, Ter, don’t wuss out, dart the slut,” he said with a smirk, holding back his first thrust.

“Hey, little man, want to feel even better before we start using you like the slutty white cumwhore boy you are?” A grinning Terry asked Elliot.

“Fuck yeah, tweak me up some more, I love being in the clouds.” Elliot grinned at the teens who were going to make him beg for Black cock until Saturday evening.

“You’re not afraid of needles, are you?” Terry asked as he took the point from DeShawn.

“I’m not afraid of them, but they aren’t any fun,” Elliot told Terry with a slight frown.

“Well, we've got to use a needle to get you spun and ready for some Big Black Cock,” Terry told Elliot. “You gonna be cool with that little man?” He hoped so; otherwise, they’d have to restrain him, and that was the last thing he wanted. “I promise it will just be a slight pinch, then you’ll be flying high.”

“If it’s gonna get me some nigga cock, fuck yeah, I’m in,” smiled the horny white boy. Elliot swallowed hard as JP tied off Elliot’s arm and Terry found a nice vein, and quickly darted the small boy. True to his word, it hadn’t been more than a quick pinch.

“Hold your arm up, you're gonna cough hard, but it’s okay, little man,” Terry told Elliot as JP pulled off the elastic band. Just roll through it, and you’ll be flying high and ready for some hard fucking.”

Elliot coughed hard a couple of times as he opened his eyes wide in surprise at the new intense feelings now centering around his hole, before he said, “Oh fuck!” as the slam took effect.

“Feeling that, little man,” Terry chuckled at the cute brunette eight-year-old. “Just ride the wave, and we’ll do all the work railing that slutty hungry white pussy. We’re gonna teach you what it means to be a whore for our nigga fuck sticks,” he said, pulling back, getting both Devon and Elliot centered in the frame of his phone camera.

“Shit, yeah, give me nigga cock, my white boy pussy is hungry for it,” a smirking Elliot demanded of the Black teens. They stood around the bed smiling, stroking their cocks, waiting for their turn with their new slut.

JP climbed onto the bed, grabbing Elliot’s legs and pulling them back. Terry then shoved a folded pillow under the boy’s ass to elevate his boy pussy. Once Devon was satisfied with where he wanted it, he nodded to JP, who then pulled back and spread the boy's legs wide apart, placing them near the Keebler’s ears. DeShawn, meanwhile, lubed Devon’s eight and a half inches with some laced Swiss Navy lube.

“Ready for some BBC, whore?” Devon chortled lustfully, thumping his leaking cock head on Elliot’s no longer virgin fuck hole. It might look tight now, the sixteen-year-old thought, but when he finished, it would just stay open and be ready for the next nigga to take his place.

“Gimme that nigga cock, rape my white pussy, use me like the whore I am,” Elliot begged Devon with a huge, toothy grin.

A smiling Devon didn’t thrust in, but instead slowly pushed inside to make the little mud-shark feel every single inch of his girthy eight and a half inches of cock. He moaned as Elliot’s fiery chemmed hole gripped his cock like a glove. “Holy Fuck, this is some premier boy pussy,” he announced to his friends.

“Told ya, homie, and he’s broken in now,” Terry laughed, “He’s ready to take BBC.” The seventeen-year-old enjoyed the scene before him. He wondered if he could get away with making some Benjamins off the snow bunny while he had him. He had already planned to sell copies of the vid they were making to some of his shady friends who worked the dark web. After all, a little extra cash never hurt.

Elliot continued to beg as Devon slowly inched his way inside. Finally, the eight-year-old moaned “YES” as he felt the sixteen-year-old’s hairy balls make contact with his hairless ass.

Elliot was soon moaning incoherently as Devon started fucking him slowly with longer and longer strokes in and out, building up speed. The older Black teen pulled out to the ridge of his leaking glans, before thrusting back inside so his balls slapped hard against the third grader’s now tanned ass.

“His mouth is open if you want to try a different hole while you wait to use the Keebler’s boy cunt,” chuckled Terry to JP, as he moved to a new position closer to his ass to get as much vid of the slut as possible taking cock. Edmund wanted as many angles as possible so he could edit the vid as he wanted. The little eight-year-old whore boy was about to get a good ol’ poke and choke from his friends as he started his time as a white cumdump slut for BBC. This was going to be a fantastic weekend.

“You go first, JP, get some spit for extra lube to go with his soon-to-be cummy fuck hole,” DeShawn smirked at JP. The eighteen-year-old knew the sixteen-year-old hadn’t blown a load since Terry told them he had secured the little snowflake, and he always shot massive loads anyway. The little Keebler would already be leaking jizz out of his fuck hole before his friends even took their turns.

“Open wide slut,” JP growled at Elliot with a lust-filled grin.

Elliot opened his mouth wide as he had been taught over the last few weeks. “Gimme,” was all the small boy could pant, grinning up at the handsome Black teen now feeding his nine-inch Red Bull thick cock to Elliot.

The small white boy was glad Edmund and all the others had taught him how to suck properly. The handsome teen’s cock looked and tasted fantastic, like all the other Black cock he had been sucking daily the last couple of weeks.

Jace and Jon had found a public bathroom at a local park near their homes that had holes in the stall walls. Jace called them glory holes. He told Elliot they were great places to practice sucking cock. And as usual, Jace had been right. Once you’ve had Black, everything else doesn’t compare.

Not that white, Hispanic, and Asian were bad or anything, but there was something so nasty about sucking Black cock that it turned him on so much. He loved the ripe musty smell of their crotches. It just made his wiener tremble in excitement each time he breathed in.

The small boy remembered how everyone helped him become a better cocksucker. Men, Edmund and Robbie’s ages seemed, overall, to come quickly, but often, and they were as hard as steel as soon as they dropped their pants. The older grey and silver-haired daddies and bears took a bit longer to get hard, but when they did, they generally stayed that way at least for a couple of climaxes. He found the Black men he first met at Edmunds tended to be multi-cummers who stayed hard after every climax. He hoped that was true of these guys.

“OH…FUCK!” Elliot howled as his body shook and trembled as his first climax of the day struck hard. His pussy put a death-grip on the wonderful cock pounding his boy button.

“HOLY FUCK! The…Snow…bunny…is…gonna…make…me…blow…already!” Moaned Devon as he fought not to cum yet, but the little Ritz cracker had the best boy cunt he’d ever fucked. He was glad Terry had him until the next day. He was going to need to take a few more rides inside the boy as well as sampling his oral skills, which, by JP’s moans, told him the lil Ritz knew his way around a cock.

“FUCK…TAKE…MY…LOAD…YOU…BITCH…ASS…HO!” Devon howled as the lil mud-shark worked his incredibly fiery boy cunt, trying to make the teen spooge as the sixteen-year-old let loose and flooded the lil white slut. There was just so much of the older boy’s jizz that it began to leak out of his overstuffed hole.

Elliot pulled off the seventeen-year-old’s cock, who he had been sucking, and bayed as a second climax hit him hard. “YES…SO… GOOD…FUCKING…AMAZ…ING!” Elliot’s body and cock spasmed, showing the intensity of his climax. “So…good…I…want…more…nigga…cock… in…my…white…slutty…whore…boy…cunt,” he declared with a grin to the teens surrounding him, still stroking their stiff cocks waiting to be used on him.

Devon shivered as he huffed a couple of times loudly, slowly pulling out of the eight-year-old white boy he had just finished molesting. “That’s some mighty fine boy pussy,” Devon grinned at his friends. There was a loud pop as he pulled entirely out of the boy’s now gaping hole, as jizz leaked out. Terry made sure to capture the moment.

Terry wondered later if he could use clips and stills from the video to get guys to pay to fuck Elliot. The four of them might not be enough for the lil slut. The lil whore boy wouldn’t remember how many guys fucked him in the end, the only thing he cared about was Black cock. Terry grinned to himself at the thought of other friends taking a turn. They’d dose him a couple more times, keeping him slammed, and then run train on the cute fuckable snowflake all night into Saturday. After all, when he lost his cherry, Edmund arranged for twenty different guys to run train on the lil slut.

JP pulled back out of the Keebler’s hot mouth and soon positioned himself at the boy’s gaping fuck hole. He hated using lube when he fucked boys; his friend had just lubed the lil white bitch up for him. It was going to feel so good to enjoy sloppy seconds. The kid wouldn’t need any lube till they sent him home.

“Ready slut?” JP asked Elliot as Devon moved to have him clean off his slimy cock.

“Fuck yeah! Gimme that big fucking nigga fuck stick!” Elliot demanded. He knew as soon as he had seen JP’s cock, it was going to feel so good working his boy pussy.

“I fucking love you, Ritz,” JP grinned at Elliot as Devon grabbed the small boy’s thin legs, spreading them wide and pulling back, exposing the lil slut’s well-fucked boy cunt for JP.

The sixteen-year-old waited to shove his slimy cock in the boy’s mouth so that JP could enjoy the hot sounds the snowflake made as the seventeen-year-old entered the best piece of ass Devon had ever fucked. He had no doubt JP would feel the same way afterwards. They rarely got a piece of mud-shark ass this young. Most of the time, it was young tweens and teenage white boys, typically 12- to 15-year-old wannabes, who aspired to be like them and were willing to do whatever it took to be accepted by the cool kids.

JP, much like Devon, took his time to push his nine-inch-thick cock inside the cute eight-year-old slut. He knew DeShawn would not take his time; he’d be inside the Keebler’s boy pussy in two thrusts, five inches with each thrust. JP suspected the lil snowflake would be in pig heaven when that happened.

Terry was very pleased with Elliot’s performance so far. The lil slut Edmund had lent him was turning out to be a bigger mud-shark than his blonde friend, who certainly was a big one himself. He smiled as Devon moved away from the boy’s mouth. Once his cock was clean, DeShawn could sample the boy’s oral talents.

Elliot’s moans cut off suddenly as the handsome eighteen-year-old began slowly face fucking him. The lil slut relaxed his throat so he could start to take his ten-inch-thick cock down his tight eight-year-old throat. It was apparent the lil ho had been spit-roasted before, by the way he was handling the dicking he was now getting from the two of them.

This was not the first time he took dick at both ends; he had been in one with two twenty-something Black guys he met at the park bathroom, who then led him into the deep woods of the park.

Elliot had loved it and enjoyed being naked and watched by other men standing around them as the two Black men used him hard. They had called it an ol’ choke and poke. He didn’t care what they called it, just as long as they kept using him hard. Elliot wondered if Jace, his best friend, had ever been in one, because they certainly were fun. He obtained the guys' numbers and addresses, which were actually close by, and promised to bring Jace with him the next time they got together.

JP moaned as Elliot milked his cock, trying to get his jizz in his boy pussy. This lil slut’s pussy begged to be fucked and fucked hard. Devon’s massive load felt amazing to fuck the lil snow bunny in; he slid in and out so easily. The squishy sounds it made turned him on something awful, along with the sound of his balls smacking the eight-year-old’s hairless, tanned ass.

DeShawn fucked the lil white slut boy’s face, managing to get almost all of his ten-inch cock down the Snowflake’s throat. He would pull out when he sensed the lil ho needed to breathe. He had thought to hold back on his forceful face-fucking the slut, but the lil white NLB didn’t seem to want that. Lil white whore wished to be used and used hard. DeShawn was more than happy to help the boy out. He had to be careful, though; he almost blew his first load down the slut’s throat. He was that good.

DeShawn looked down at Elliot as he pulled out of the boy’s messy mouth. As Elliot caught his breath, he smiled up at DeShawn. “I love your nigga cock,” he panted hard. Suddenly, the continual repeated targeting of his boy button by the seventeen-year-old fucking him triggered a massive wave of tingles as another climax hit him hard. His cunt grabbed the older teen’s nigga fuck stick, squeezing it hard, which caused his trembling to continue as another climax then hit him.

“FUCK! BITCH!” JP howled in triumph as he began to fire his jizz deep inside the slut beneath him. Devon was right, this lil Keebler put all his previous fucks to shame. JP was going to enjoy fucking the lil mud-shark again and again until Terry took him home the next day. The seventeen-year-old panted hard as he continued to easily slide in and out of the well-fucked eight-year-old brunette slut.

“Fuck ya, lil man, my cock loves your mouth and throat,” DeShawn said, not thinking of Elliot like those teens they usually fucked. This eight-year-old put others who had sucked him to shame. He was on a professional porn star level. Fuck, he thought, how amazing he would be when he was older.

“You want to try something really incredible? Come try out his slutty boy pussy,” JP said, pulling out of Elliot with a loud pop. The seventeen-year-old smiled, motioning Terry to come over and video the slut’s gaping hole, as thick rivers of jizz leaked out onto the bed. “That’s what a white bitch’s boy pussy should look like,” JP said, smacking the small white boy’s ass.

“Oh, fuck yeah, smack my ass,” Elliot moaned in pleasure, turned on by the sharp pain, which morphed into pleasure almost immediately. Daddy Sean had taught him the pleasures that could be enjoyed through pain. Elliot was looking forward to seeing Daddy Sean again, maybe even spending yet another night with him, to learn to appreciate more of the things the man promised to show him. He had enjoyed the puppy mask, along with a big butt plug doggy tail.

DeShawn grinned as he and JP switched places. “You like getting spanked, lil man?” Well, I can undoubtedly help you out with that,” he smirked evilly down at the smiling Elliot. This was going to be a hot fuck without a doubt.

Elliot grinned up at his latest molester. “Yeah? Can you help me? Spank me good, make my ass red, while you fuck me hard like the white slutty whore boy I am. Rape my cummy pussy good and hard,” he told the eighteen-year-old DeShawn. “Fuck me like the slutty whore boy cumdump I am, with your big fat nigga cock,” Elliot told his latest fucker. He’d been close to climaxing a fourth time; he knew without a question this guy with ten inches was going to feel so good fucking him, since he was thicker than the previous two ten-inchers. He wondered how many times the older teen could make him cum?

“Fuck ya, slut, I’m gonna use you like the white whore you are bitch,” DeShawn growled at Elliot. He positioned his cockhead at the eight-year-old’s still gaping hole. DeShawn used the leaking jizz to lube his cock before pushing half his cock inside the slut. He paused only briefly before going in balls deep.

“FUCK!” both Elliot and DeShaw hollered, each for their own reason. Elliot, because only two men had been that deep inside him, and that was the Friday and Saturday he lost his cherry. DeShawn was now stretching him even wider than the other men did. Elliot almost wished the Black teen were even longer and bigger so he could go where no man had gone before. He wanted a Black man to be the first to do it, and then cum inside his slutty pussy.

Terry texted ten of his friends, sending pics and vid clips of the lil mud-shark in action. $20 to fuck him or have him suck them off, $50 to use both ends or just have him suck them twice, or to fuck him twice, $200 if they wanted to stay the night and keep fucking him. They all texted back that they would be over later, and a couple of them told him they were planning to bring a friend as well. As DeShawn rested a bit, giving the slut time to adjust before he began to rock slowly in and out of the lil Keebler, lengthening each stroke and thrust, Terry started to record the action. He grinned to himself, pleased at the prospect of making money off the lil white slut cumdump, while at the same time giving him all the Black cock he wanted. Could life get any better?

Once Elliot finished cleaning JP’s cock, he motioned for Terry to climb up and face fuck him while he continued to record his molestation. He was only three fucks into his time with Terry and friends, and it was some of the best fucking ever. Jace was right, there was nothing better than Black cock, though Daddy Sean came the closest.

Terry started to wonder whether ten more guys with extra friends joining would be enough for the lil cumslut ho. If things kept going this direction, he might need even more guys to fuck the lil mud-shark. He then remembered that his Uncle Jerome was coming as well; he’d have the forty-something man bring a couple of men from his job, with whom he loaned boys from the Keebler’s elementary school. That should satisfy the cute eight-year-old slut.

DeShawn was plowing the unknown boy like he would be the last piece of ass he’d ever have. The long strokes now pulled continuously, completely out before slamming back inside, while the eighteen-year-old smacked the now red-hot ass of the lil snow bunny. He loved the moans and begging coming from the small Ritz cracker. This kid was born to be used like this by Black men.

Elliot was lost to his fucking. The teen fucking him now almost felt as if he were even deeper than the granddaddy bear had been. He was stretched wide and deep; he hoped the teen would like to keep fucking him all day. If this guy felt this good, what would an eleven-inch or even a 12-inch feel like fucking him?

“Harder, HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER!” Elliot pulled off Terry’s cock and howled as DeShawn railed his boy pussy. “OH…MUTHA…FUCK!” Elliot began yowling as another climax hit him hard. His boy pussy had a death grip on DeShawn’s cock, which was still pumping in and out.

“FUCK! SNOW BUNNY! CUMING!” DeShawn bayed as he pumped a three-day load deep inside of Elliot’s fuck hole. He continued sliding in and out in the cum-filled hole of the eight-year-old. “So fuck’n good. That’s one sweet ass boy cunt,” he grinned down at Elliot. As he pulled out, Terry took his place at the third-grader’s hole.

“Fuck me, Terry, give me that big beautiful black fuck stick. Rape my white boy pussy. Show me my purpose in life, taking BBC,” begged Elliot. “Give me that mutha fuck’n nigga cock!” Elliot demanded now that Terry’s three friends had a turn. He wanted to experience his first-ever Black cock again fucking him like the day Edmund took his cherry.

“Fuck yeah bitch, I’m going to wreck your NLB boy cunt,” he told Elliot as DeShawn took Terry’s phone to video the lil slut. “Yeah, you remember this nigga’s chocolate fuck stick, don’t you, ho?”

“Yeah, it’s my favorite Black cock.”

“Ready slut?” Terry asked Elliot. He smacked the head of his thick cock on Elliot’s gaping cum-filled hole, smiling, he watched as the cute eight-year-old brunette tried to force himself on Terry’s ebony nine-inch fuckstick. He loved how addicted to Black cock the lil white boy was; he’d never run into any Keebler so desperate for Black cock.

“Fuck yeah, rail my white slutty whore boy pussy,” Elliot grinned up at Terry.

The seventeen-year-old had waited long enough to get back into the slutty white boy’s pussy. It had been nearly a month since he first slid inside the Keebler’s cum-filled hole. “I’m gonna rape that NLB boy pussy so good,” grinned Terry as he slammed in balls deep, just as he had the day Robbie had taken him to visit Edmund for the first time. His dealer, Robbie, had promised him some primo white boy pussy, and he didn’t disappoint.

“FUCK YES!” Elliot cried as Terry slid home inside him once again. Though he loved all BBC, Terry had become his favorite Black cock. Others might be bigger at ten inches, but Terry’s thick, almost nine-inch made him tingle so good.

He loved Terry’s tall, slender, muscular body and the smell of his sweat. It turned him on something awful for some reason. Others might think the powerful, pungent odor was nasty, but not Elliot; it turned him on almost like the bottles of Jungle Juice they had made him use that first day of being fucked. “Rape my white boy pussy with your BBC,” Elliot begged Terry.

Terry promptly did as the lil white slutty eight-year-old begged him. The NLB wanted fucked he’d get fucked. He leaned down and started kissing the lil snow bunny, who eagerly returned the probing of his mouth. Terry pulled back, gazing down at the lust-filled white pussy boy.

Elliot grinned back at Terry, who was fucking him so good. He couldn’t help himself and stretched his head up, breathing in the seventeen-year-old’s potent odor from his armpit, before sticking out his tongue trying to lick the teen’s armpit. He reached and pulled potent armpit close enough to lick at last.

“Fuck, you’re a nasty lil ho, aren’t you?” Terry moaned lustfully down at Elliot.

“I love your smell, it’s making me tingle so good,” whimpered Elliot as he started to climax hard yet again.

Terry slammed in hard, not moving as the NLB came hard, milking his cock. “Fuck yeah, slut! Come for me! Milk my cock!” the older teen told the climaxing eight-year-old. Once he sensed Elliot’s climax ending, he shoved his other armpit in the boy’s face. He moaned as the third-grader began to breathe in deeply and then started licking his other armpit.

Most of the white bitches he fucked were turned off by his strong smell, but not this cute lil brunette elementary school boy slut. He couldn’t seem to get enough of it. If the lil Keebler loved his pungent odor, he would give the boy as much of it as he wanted. Hell, he should get him doing that to all the guys who fucked him today. He wanted to be nasty; well, he’d let him be as nasty as he wanted.

“OH FUCK! CUMMING!” the small eight-year-old slut boy bayed as a second and even more powerful dry cum hit him.

Terry shoved his cock back in and waited till Elliot’s climax was over before targeting the boy’s joy button. He wanted him to climax at least one more time before filling the lil mud-shark to overflowing.

“OH SHIT! NOT AGAIN! FUCK!” Elliot howled as he came even harder than his previous two climaxes, a mere minute or two before. The older teen made him see stars as he continued his long, powerful thrusts. “FUCK!”

“Fuck bitch! Take it!” Terry panted as he began to pulse and fire his jizz deep inside the slutty white cumdump pinned beneath him.

“Holy fucking shit! That was fucking amazing, guys. The bitch is a fuck’n keeper said the still hard DeShawn.

I think Snowflake needs to get cloudy,” JP said with a grin as Devon went to grab the bubbler off the coffee table.

Terry took his phone from Deshawn and recorded his pulling out of the lil mud-shark, making sure to capture the slut’s gaping, leaking hole. There were a few things hotter than Elliot's open hole, with jizz leaking out. The boy was lubed for the rest of the day.

“Here ho,” said Devon, placing the pipe at Elliot’s lips and sparking the torch. “Show me what you can do.”

Elliot began to inhale slowly, trying to take in as much as he could before holding it in and then exhaling through his nose. The day was turning out even better than he had hoped, and he was just getting started.

A couple of voices caught his attention as he looked up at the stairs, where he saw two older, shirtless Black teens with sagging jeans descending them. He exhaled as they dropped their pants and boxers, displaying a couple of hard cocks, that which appeared about nine inches. “Fuck,” he said. The day was getting better and better.

Chapter Text

Summer Project
Chapter 8

Jace and Jon, along with Edmund, were gone for the week. They were going to a clothing-optional RV park to meet and play with some of Edmund's friends who now lived far away. He wished he could have gone with them to play with Edmund’s friends. The man had so many fun friends to play with. Unfortunately, there was no one around to play with, and he couldn’t even use their pool or lie out naked and work on his tan, so he had to use the neighborhood pool while they were gone. He had been hoping to finally play with George, his grandmother's older Black friend, but the man wouldn't be back until Wednesday.

Elliot was happy his grandmother let him ride his bike to the neighborhood pool without a chaperone. Jace had given him an old pair of white Speedos to wear while they were gone. He had told Elliot that if there were any potential playmates, they would make themselves known to him. The white Speedos, when wet, showed off almost everything, making him stand out to them. He hoped it was true because he was horny as could be with his friends gone.

As Elliot stood in line to get into the pool complex, the young eight-year-old thought back to what Jon and Jace had told him about keeping an eye out for other boys to join them to play or older men like Edmund’s friends. Most of the boys in line he knew from school, but they had little in common outside it. They were the popular boys. Sure, some of them were cute enough, but they all had older brothers or sisters, which excluded them as potential playmates. The brothers had told him the older siblings wouldn’t like it if their younger brothers had more fun than they were having over the summer. Loners like Elliot were better suited for playing with the older men Edmund knew.

Then Elliot saw him, a new, cute, bespectacled, light-brown-haired boy wearing wire-frame glasses, like those Harry Potter wore. The boy looked about Jon’s age, so that would be perfect. He also didn’t seem to have anyone with him, just like Elliot. Elliot was sure that if he didn’t already have a dad, Edmund could be one. He would put his stuff in a locker near the boy and become friends with him. Edmund and the boys would be thrilled to know he had found a new friend for all of them to play with.

Luck was with Elliot today; there was an open locker right next to the boys’ locker. “Hey, I haven’t seen you around before. Did you just move here?” he asked. “I’m Elliot, and eight. You?” he asked with a warm smile, extending his hand.

“Yeah, Mom just got transferred here for work. We moved in last week, and we're still unpacking,” the boy said with a slight frown. “I’m Skylar, or just Sky, I’m nine,” he told Elliot with a smile as he shook the younger boy’s hand. “I haven’t really met anyone here yet. I live on Henry Lane.”

“Cool, I’m the next street over on Jeffery. One of my best friends is also nine years old and lives just one street over from me, along with his little brother and their dad. He and his brother are RVing now, but I’ll introduce you when they get back,” Elliot told Sky as he pushed down his shorts, revealing the white low-cut Speedos to a surprised Skylar.

“Wow, those almost make you look like you’re wearing nothing,” Skylar said, not believing how revealing they actually were.

Elliot slyly smiled back at Sky, “That’s why I like them, it’s like wearing nothing when I’m in the pool. You know, like when skinny dipping.” He grabbed his towel and closed and locked his locker. “Come on, grab your towel, and let’s go play,” The young eight-year-old told his new friend. Skylar grabbed a glasses case and put his glasses in it. He then grabbed his prescription swim goggles and put his towel over his shoulder before locking his locker. With that, new friends went out to play in the pool.

Elliot found he enjoyed the attention his white Speedos drew. A few of the men, along with a couple of older teens, gave him long looks as he and Sky found a couple of lounges near the diving boards. Once they had settled their towels and Sky’s glasses case, the two boys went over to the three-meter board and dove into the pool. They played around in the pool for a while before Elliot suggested they jump off the nine-meter board.

It was obvious Skylar didn’t seem thrilled with the idea. “Come on, it’ll be fun,” Elliot told his new friend. “It’s not like you have to do a fancy dive or anything, just cannonball like you've been doing all day. Besides, I’ll be up there with you.”

“Really?” Sky asked nervously.

“Yeah, really. I mean, we are friends, right? “ Elliot asked Skylar. “And friends always look out for one another. You go first, then I’ll go,” The younger boy reassured his new friend. “I promise nothing bad will happen to you.” Elliot understood what Sky was going through. He, too, had once been scared of the high board, but a middle schooler had convinced him to try it. He was glad Steph had gotten him to try the previous summer. Elliot wished he were still here, but he moved at the end of the school year. He bet Steph would be fun to play with.

The two boys headed to the high board, and just before Sky started to climb, Elliot told him not to look down but to focus solely on climbing. Elliot climbed up behind Skylar, offering encouragement to the older nine-year-old. Once at the top. Elliot continued to encourage Sky as the boy inched his way toward the end of the board. A quick look back at Elliot, then he jumped. A few seconds later, there was a splash. Elliot looked down and saw Skylar wave, then swim to the end of the pool. Elliot did a cannonball and then swam over to Sky, who had a huge grin.

“Did you like it?” Elliot was already suspecting the answer.

“Yeah, I really did,” Skylar said, smiling. “Let’s do it again.”

Elliot smiled back at Skylar, realizing he now had Skylar hooked. The eight-year-old boned up thinking about his new family turning Skylar into a slutty whore boy as they climbed the ladder to jump again. Skylar had a nice fuckable ass. The two boys spent most of the next couple of hours either jumping off the high board or swimming around, playing. They briefly watched some boys playing water polo, but it didn't interest them enough to join in.

The boys finally decided to grab a couple of hot dogs and sodas for lunch. Skylar changed into his glasses while they ate. They discussed their lives, families, school, and the types of sports they enjoyed. Elliot was pleased to discover they had so much in common, and Skylar was also fatherless. Things were turning out better and better the more he learned about his new friend. He was looking forward to watching his new friend suck on Edmund for the first time.

It was then that Elliot saw the older man who seemed interested in him so many weeks ago. The man smiled at the cute eight-year-old as he headed into the changing room. Elliot excused himself, telling Sky he needed to take care of something and would join him shortly. He threw his trash away and headed to the changing room.

Elliot was pleased as he caught a glimpse of the naked older man heading to a back shower stall. The man smiled as he caught sight of Elliot, the eight-year-old, heading toward the man’s stall to join him. Elliot grinned as soon as he saw the man’s hard eight inches. The man smiled as he noticed Elliot’s two-inch hard cock trying to tent out his white Speedos.

The smiling older man, who appeared to be in his sixties, nodded as he saw Elliot standing in the stall’s entrance. A smiling Elliot entered, then closed and locked the door, while the man turned on the shower.

“Hi, I’m Elliot,” he said, reaching out and grabbing the man’s thick eight-inch fuck stick. “It looks like you have the same problem some of my older friends have. Would you like some help with that?” he asked with a grin, leaning over and licking the pre-cum glistening cock head.

“Damn, boy, last time I saw you I didn’t realize you were such a slut,” The man said, as Elliot engulfed the head of his cock and began bobbing up and down until he forced a couple of inches down his tight eight-year-old throat. “Take it, you dirty slut, take my fuck stick,” he moaned softly, enjoying Elliot’s professional blow job.

Elliot pulled off the man and grinned up at him, “You know you can fuck me, that is if you want to slide that big fat cock up my tight boy pussy.”

“Shit, you are a right nasty little slut,” The man smiled, bending down and shoving his tongue in Elliot’s mouth. As they kissed, the man maneuvered Elliot against the back wall, then helped the cute eight-year-old shimmy out of his skin-tight Speedos.

As Elliot worked to kick off his white Speedos, he noticed a small pair of bare feet facing the wall of their shower stall. He wondered who it was and if they were trying to see what was going on. He kicked the Speedos off, shoving them toward the bare feet to see what kind of response he would get. Suddenly, a pair of bespectacled eyes appeared briefly under the stall wall. Elliot grinned as he locked eyes with Skylar.

“Fuck me!” Elliot told the man as a sixty-something man lifted the small eight-year-old in his arms above his cock. He lowered the third grader until his dick head touched the entrance to Elliot’s boy pussy.

“Ready slut?” the older man asked as he lowered Elliot as he thrust up. “God, damn,” he whispered huskily to Elliot, “So fucking good and tight.”

“Yes,” hissed a grinning Elliot in pleasure at getting fucked once again by a big cock. They began to kiss again as the small boy was fucked hard against the wall. The little third grader looked down and saw Skylar’s full head was now visible, with his mouth open in surprise at his new friend taking a wiener up his butt.

The older man fucked Elliot all over the shower, even fucking the third grader in front of the stall wall, where Skylar was located, unknown to the man. Elliot made sure Sky got a good and up-close view of the action. The man finally came fucking a Elliot, as he faced the wall with his ass out in a Sandusky position, as he learned to call it the day he lost his cherry.

Elliot couldn’t help but smile as he noticed Skylar trying to get out of the changing room before he and the man left. The eight-year-old hoped Skylar had gotten a boner watching him get fucked so good by this man.

“Damn, son, that was way more than I expected from you,” he said, bending down to kiss Elliot again.

“I hope I was okay, Daddy,” grinned Elliot. “If you want, I can visit you so that we can go even longer, or maybe you have a friend who can join us playing,” he said, planting the seed for a good ol' choke and poke. Elliot found that he now really liked playing with two men rather than just one. “Just write your address on a paper and stick it in locker #169,” The small boy said as he squeezed back into his Speedos and kissed the man again. “Thanks again, till next time,” he said, opening the stall door. “Oh, I didn’t get your name?” Elliot asked with a smirk.

“Ben,” the man said with a smile, realizing the little boy only wanted his name so he would know for the next time.

“Thanks, Ben, till next time,” he said, skipping out with a wave to find his new friend, Skylar.

Skylar was lying on the lounge chair with his towel wrapped around his waist, still next to where Elliot’s towel was. Elliot noticed that, rather than look straight at him, he seemed too embarrassed to do so.

“I’m sorry I took so long, but something came up,” he smirked at Skylar, seeing the nice lump under the nine-year-old’s towel. The nine-year-old had gotten turned on watching him get fucked. He knew now Skylar would be a new playmate for the brothers and himself. He was looking forward to seeing Edmund slide in and fucking the boy for the first time.

“Umm…I got worried. I thought maybe you had left, so I umm…went looking for you,” Skylar shyly looked at Elliot.

“Oh?”

“Yeah, I umm…found you and a man doing stuff in the shower,” Skylar continued softly.

“Oh, that was Ben, we were just playing. I have some special friends I sometimes play with like that, Elliot said nonchalantly, playing it off as if it was completely normal. Well, it was normal for him now; Ben would be added to his growing list of playmates. Elliot wished he had someplace he could start showing Skylar some of the fun things he and his friends liked to do now.

“Playing?” Skylar asked. “I’ve never seen anyone play that way before,” he continued.

“Only really special friends play those games,” Elliot told him with a solemn look. He suspected that Skylar could be lured into playing with Jon, Jace, and Edmund, out of curiosity, and because he would want to be good friends with all of them since he had no friends. He knew the pain of being the new boy in class, so he understood Skylar’s need for friends before school started. He would work hard to become one of their best friends. Elliot knew Jon would love to be Skylar’s best friend and fuck him every day since they were the same age. He certainly enjoyed Jace fucking him daily.

“Ready to hit the high tower again?” Elliot asked Skylar. He figured he’d distract Sky and let the images of him being fucked embed themselves in his new friend’s mind. Curiosity to see or even do something would build until Jace, Jon, and Edmund returned to help guide Skylar into a proper slutty whore boy, just like he, Jace, and Jon were, he thought to himself.

The boys enjoyed playing the rest of the afternoon and agreed to meet up the following day. But Elliot told Sylar that on Wednesday, he could only play in the morning. He had promised to help a friend of his grandmother in the afternoon. Depending on how long it took, he might be able to join him later. If not, he would see him on Thursday.

 

In reality, Elliot was planning to visit George’s house to play. His hunger for some Black cock needed to be fed. The small brunette eight-year-old hoped the older man had a big cock. All the men he’d been with so far had at least eight inches.

Edmund had trained the boy to become a size queen. It turned Edmund on to watch big dicked men fucking his sons and their friends. There was just something nasty about watching little boys getting stretched open by big cocks. Edmund loved to see the gaping holes leaking jizz. Truth be told, he preferred fucking boys with someone else’s jizz.

Elliot rode his bike by George’s house and was pleased to see that the man was indeed home. He boned up thinking about the afternoon fun he was going to have. Elliot ate lunch with his grandmother before heading out to George’s. Jace had shown Elliot how to take off his underwear while still wearing his shorts, showing men he was available by freeballing. Elliot looked around once he approached George’s street and removed his underwear, T-shirt, and shoes, putting them in his backpack before finishing his ride to George’s house.

George’s garage was open, so Elliot parked his bike inside so it wouldn’t look like he was entertaining boys. His hard, two-inch cock seriously tented out the basketball shorts Jace recommended he wear when meeting men. It told men he was interested in playing with them. He walked around to the front of the house and rang the bell. George answered the door wearing a T-shirt and shorts.

“Why, hi lil man, what can I do for you?” A slightly nervous George asked, as his cock began to harden down the leg of his shorts at the sight of Elliot’s hardon.

“I wanted to know if you needed any help with anything?” The cute brunette, eight-year-old, who was almost naked, smirked as he ran his tongue around his mouth. He was pleased that George appeared to be at least nine inches. This was going to be a fun afternoon.

The older man looked around to see if anyone was watching or if there were any unusual cars or vans, but everything looked normal for a summer afternoon. “Why don’t you come in, and we can see if there is anything we can find to do?” George smiled, stepping aside to let his friend’s grandson in. He locked the door as soon as Elliot was inside. As George turned to guide the boy to the living room, he discovered that Elliot was now naked, shoving his shorts into his backpack.

“I hope you don’t mind me being naked,” Elliot told the older Black man, as he stroked his hard two inches. “I hate wearing clothes; it’s so freeing to be nude and ready for anything.”

“Of course, I want you to feel comfortable when you visit,” George said, as his smile widened as he groped his hard cock. The lil boy was sex personified. Any reservations he had about Elliot were now gone, as he guided the white third-grader into the living room. “Would you like something to drink? He asked.

“Yes, please,” grinned Elliot, as he reached out to stroke the hard Black cock trying to escape George’s shorts. The small boy guided the older man to the couch and pushed him back so that he would sit down. “I love special protein shakes,” he grinned up at the man now sitting on the couch while he knelt between the man’s spread legs.

George was surprised at Elliot’s aggressiveness. There was no doubt that the boy wanted sex with him. As he leaned forward to pull off his T-shirt, George felt the eight-year-old, completely tanned white boy fiddle with his shorts, opening them, while attempting to free his thick, almost ten inches. Finally, he lifted his ass so the white boy could pull his shorts off.

Elliot tossed George’s shorts across the room before scooting forward on his knees and grabbing the older Black man’s now-dripping cock. He looked up into the man’s green eyes as his open mouth descended and engulfed George’s cock.

“Oh fuck,” moaned George as Elliot began bobbing up and down, taking more and more of his cock in his mouth and then down his throat, all the while looking up at George. “Fuck boy, take my cock,” he panted as the young white boy worked his cock like a professional porn star. George smiled to himself, thinking what the boy’s grandmother would say as her grandson polished his knob like a $2 Vegas whore.

Elliot desperately needed the older black man’s cum in the worst way. He used all the lessons he had learned from the men he had learned to play with since having his cherry popped.

George felt his balls tighten as they prepared to fire their thick, creamy load down the slut of a white’s throat. He grabbed Elliot’s head as he bucked up into the cute eight-year-old’s mouth and throat. “Fuck, boy! Take it! Swallow my jizz! Swallow it all!”

Ellliot felt George’s cock pulse eight times, firing its load deep into his stomach. As the Black man’s cock fired its ninth shot, he pulled back so he could taste the slightly sweet, salty cum. Sensing the next shot, Elliot pulled off so the black man’s next two shots of cum coated his face, making him look like the slut he was.

“Fuck boy, you know how to use your mouth,” smiled George. “That was the best blow job I’ve had in a long while,” the dark-colored man said, smearing his cum across the eight-year-old’s face with his cock. He loved how slutty it made Elliot look.

“I’m glad you liked it, Daddy,” smirked Elliot, happy the older Black man was still rock hard. He scrambled off his knees, climbed onto George’s lap, and began kissing him. As they kissed, Elliot raised until the man’s still-wet glans touched his hole. He distracted the man with a passionate kiss as he thrust almost halfway down on the older man’s cock. “This feels so good in my boy pussy, Daddy.

George’s eyes widen as he felt the third-grader’s hole wrap tightly around his cock like a velvety soft glove.

Elliot knew he had him, once his boy pussy was wrapped around the older Black man’s hard cock. He began kissing George again as he forced himself 2/3 of the way down, before then pushing all the way down against the man’s trimmed pubes. “Oh fuck, yes,” moaned Elliot.

“Oh, Fuck boy! That’s so good!” He exclaimed, not expecting to fuck his friend’s grandson their first time together. Her grandson was full of surprises. Well, he was ready to fuck the boy like the slut he appeared to be, if that was what the third-grader wanted.

As Elliot began to bounce up and down on the older Black man’s cock like it was his favorite ride, the man started thrusting up. This continued for a while, until George told the small boy to wrap his arms around his neck and his legs around his thick waist. Once Elliot did as he was told, George stood up, holding Elliot tight as he fucked up into the eight-year-old boy’s pussy.

Elliot moaned into George’s mouth as they continued to kiss passionately.

Finally, the man pulled back, looking into the lust-crazed face of the lil boy he was fucking. “I think we need to take this to the bedroom,” he told Elliot.

“Fuck yeah!” Elliot exclaimed as George started walking towards the back of the house, still bouncing him.

George slowly pulled out of the small boy before laying him on the side of the high sleigh bed. He grabbed a pillow and folded it in half. He grabbed Elliot’s legs in one hand, lifting his ass and shoving the pillow underneath. “Time to fuck, boy!”

“Fuck yeah, fuck my slutty white boy pussy with that fat nigga cock,” commanded Elliot.

George raised an eyebrow at the eight-year-old’s demand. There was a lot more to this boy than he suspected. It was easy to tell he wasn’t the first black man to fuck him. The boy had been trained to be a nasty lil whore for Black cock. He could be nasty if that was what the eight-year-old slut wanted. He teased the lil boy’s gaping hole with his cock just to hear the whimpers coming from Gertrude's grandson. They were like music to his ears.

“Please, please fuck me, Daddy. I need your big fat nigga cock,” begged the cute eight-year-old brunette.

“You want this nigga cock then you need to beg properly slut. Show me how badly you want this BBC in your tight lil boy cunt.”

“Please, Daddy, fuck my white pussy with your fat nigga cock. I need it so bad, Daddy,” begged Elliot. “I’ll do anything, anything just fuck me!”

“You know I’ll hold you to that, boy, whenever, wherever, or with whoever I want your cracker boy cunt you’re going to give it to my friends and me and do whatever we want,” George told the cute eight-year-old. Later, after they had finished the day fucking, he’d call the boy’s grandmother and tell her he worked hard, which was true, but not the way she would think. George now had plans to fuck Elliot in his bed at his grandmother’s house. He’d offer to babysit if she ever needed help, then the boy would be fucked all over the house. He also had a couple of friends who might enjoy sharing the cute boy.

Elliot shivered at the promises he made. He had no doubt George was going to make those meetings hot and fun. “Please, I need that nigga cock so bad. I promise I’ll do anything, anything at all,” he continued to beg the older Black man. “OH FUCK!” he howled as George thrust powerfully back inside of him, burying half of his cock, before pulling back partway, then thrusting balls deep.

“Yeah, I’m going to fuck you so good,” The older man said as he flexed his buried cock, making Elliot squeak and whimper. He loved the sounds the boy made as he started thrusting in and out with longer and longer strokes. He was going to make Elliot a regular weekly fuck, after today. He doubted Gertrude's little slut of a grandson would be against that idea.

“Yes, yes, harder, fuck me HARDER like the white whore I am for your fat nigga cock,” moaned Elliot, knowing he was going to have to visit George whenever he wasn’t with Edmund and his friends. He loved most the friends he was meeting were Black, but as Jace said, there is never enough of it.

Grinning George ramped up his pounding of the cute eight-year-old. He now started pulling completely out before slamming back in hard enough, his balls just like slaps against the lil boy’s ass.

“Spank me, Daddy! Show me what I’m meant for,” Elliot began begging the older Black man.

“Damn, boy! I bet your grandmother doesn’t know what a complete whore you are for cock, especially black cock,” the older man growled at the small boy. You liked getting spanked, huh? Well, I'll help you out, but I’m not going to hold back, your ass is going to be as red as a tomato when I finish this fuck,” he said, bending down to kiss the third-grader he was fucking like a bitch in heat. The boy knew what he wanted, and he was more than happy to give it to him.

“Hell yeah, spank me hard as you fuck me like the white slutty whore I am,” pleaded Elliot. He wanted to be spanked like Daddy Sean had done the night he slept over to play in the man’s dungeon as they webcammed for a bunch of his friends. That was a fun time that Edmund had set up for him a week after his cherry. Sir or Daddy Sean showed him so many fun things, and he wanted to do them with other hot men, like George.

The older Black man would pull out and slap Elliot hard on the ass to tighten his pussy up before thrusting back in balls deep each time. He loved the boy’s squeaks and other sounds he made as George railed and spanked him. He was so much better than he imagined.

It wasn’t often the older Black man got fuck to boys, and even less frequently he got to fuck a white boy, much less use him like he was doing to his friend’s grandson. He was turning out to be one of the best fucks he had had in many years. Next time, when the boy came over, he’d have a couple of his friends join him. Since they had shared their nephews, he would share Elliot. It was only fair.

“OH FUCK! OH GOD! SHIT! CUMMING!” bayed the cute eight-year-old brunette as his first climax of the day struck him hard. His body shook and trembled as did his hard two inches. His boy pussy milked George’s pumping cock, trying to get him to climax with him, but to no avail.

The older man just continued pumping in and out of the lil white boy beneath him, between slaps on his ass. He adjusted slightly so he was now hitting Elliot’s boy button with every thrust in. George wanted at least two dry cums from the slut before he filled him with his first load. He intended to plant at least two more before he let Gertrude's grandson leave for the day.

“OH SHIT!” Elliot moaned as a second wave of tingles was rising from inside him. “CUMMING!” the lil white slut cried out as his second climax hit so soon after the first. It just made George smile as he continued pumping in and out of one of the best boy cunts he’d ever used.

“NO! FUCK! CUMMING!” Elliot wailed as a third climax struck him hard.

George grinned as the cute eight-year-old came hard for the third time. He himself was close to blowing his nutt, but he wanted the boy to cum a fourth time as he flooded the lil cracker. So, he kept targeting the third-grader’s boy button.

“OH FUCK! FUCK! SHIT!” Elliot babbled as drool poured from his mouth. He was near a fourth climax, and George showed no signs of cumming or stopping abusing his boy pussy. This was the hottest fuck he’d had since the gangbang with Terry and all his friends. George was going to be a regular fuck from now on; he couldn’t wait to tell Jace and invite him to play with George.

“Cum for me whore,” George commanded Elliot. He was ready to nutt bigtime, inside the cute white pussy boy.

“FUCK!” Elliot yowled as he came a fourth time in a row.

The older Black man slammed into Elliot as the boy’s fourth climax hit. His boy cunt milked the older man’s cock just right, and in the middle of the eight-year-old’s climax, he began to fire and breed the boy’s pussy. “FUCK, TAKE MY NUTT, SLUT!” He howled triumphally as he started pumping ten blasts of thick jizz inside the lil cracker whore. Not bad for round one, he hoped to have at least two more fucks before he sent Gertrude's lil' slut of a grandson home filled with his jizz. It was a good day.

“Let’s take a lil hydration break before round two,” George told Elliot as he pulled out with a loud wet pop. He walked over to his nightstand and pulled out a butt plug he kept to use on his bottoms. “Here, don’t want any of my cum going anywhere else but your tight, well, maybe not as tight now, boy pussy. Never waste good lube.”

Elliot just grinned up at George, “Nope, don’t want that, Daddy,” he said, with a smirk, then a loud moan as the older black man slid the plug in his eight-year-old boy pussy. This was turning out even better than he had hoped. Elliot was looking forward to telling Jace, Jon, and Edmund how he had been a good slutty whore boy while they were gone.

The rest of the afternoon went pretty much the same as the first part. They finished up with a Sandusky shower as Elliot cleaned up, so as not to smell of sex. He left the butt plug in as he dressed to head home. The eight-year-old promised to keep as much of George’s cum inside him for as long as he could. As he started dressing to go home, George handed Elliot a twenty.

“You can show your grandmother what a good job you did helping me around the house and garden,” he chuckled, thinking about all the places they had fucked during the afternoon, including the back patio. Twenty bucks for some of the best boy cunt he’d had in ages, the man thought. He was pleased the boy had an eight-year-old friend he wanted to bring next Wednesday, who loved black cock as much as he did. George promised to have something special for the next time, as he thought of Jimmy and Dean joining him the next time. The three of them would keep the two boys busy all afternoon.

Elliot kissed George in the doorway of the house, which led to the garage where he left his bike. “Thanks for everything, Mr. George,” he said, mounting his bike. His butt was still tender from the spankings during sex, so he stood up off the seat as he rode home. What a fun afternoon he thought as he pulled up to his house.

“George told me you did a fantastic job, Elliot, and he wanted you to come back to help next week and every week,” his grandmother said with a big smile. She was so pleased he had done a good job for George. “Go wash up, then set the table. It’s almost supper time, we’re having fish tonight with brown rice. And watermelon for dessert.”

Elliot smiled at her as he went upstairs to his room. He put the twenty dollars he earned in his piggy bank before washing up. He had gotten sweaty enough on his ride home, so his grandmother wouldn’t realise he’d already taken a shower at George’s house.

After dinner and helping his grandmother do the dishes, they watched TV until his bedtime. As Elliot climbed into bed in his underwear, he wondered what fun tomorrow would bring. It had been a few days since he’d been to the park bathroom. He might have to leave early from the local pool one day to spend time sucking cock at the glory holes. After all, he didn’t want to get out of practice.

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Summer Project
Chapter Nine

“Harder, Daddy HARDER!” Elliot begged as he was reaching his second climax during his first morning fuck from Edmund. Jace, Jon, and Edmund had returned home the previous evening. He had already told his sexy adopted family all about Skylar the night before, after sucking Edmund off. They were proud of his slutty adventures while they were gone. Jace was excited to meet George. “FUCK YES!” The little eight-year-old howled as his second climax hit hard.

Jon was looking forward to meeting Skylar and fucking him like he was doing to his lil brother. The nine-year-old loved fucking Jace with his father’s cum as lube. He was excited at the prospect of watching the new young boy suck his father for the first time. He knew that having Elliot converted as a cumslut whore pussy boy would make Skylar’s coming seduction so much easier. Watching the three of them do things would make it even easier to lure him into sex with them and their father.

Jon and his father had decided Jon would pop Skylar, and maybe at a sleepover, Edmund would fuck their latest prey, and they would go from there, pimping him out to more men.

“TAKE MY NUTT SLUT!” Edmund roared as he fired his second load of the day into the cute eight-year-old brunette pinned beneath him. Elliot had surpassed his wildest expectations, especially after what Terry had told him, and had given Edmund the videos of the eight-year-old in action. The young neighbor boy was already on par with Jace and Jon as a trained slutty whore boy. He would be pleasing men for years to come. “So good, son, you just keep getting better and better. I can’t wait to see how good you are by the end of summer.” Edmund told Elliot as he kissed the eight-year-old, whom he had seduced a mere couple of weeks before.

Edmund planned to invite their newest prey to the long weekend at their lake house to celebrate Jon’s birthday. There, they could easily party the boy up and introduce him to other men. The resulting videos of all four boys playing and having sex would pad his bank account nicely.

“Thank you, Daddy,” said Elliot to his sexy Daddy. “I missed you fucking me,” he continued, pulling the older man into a passionate kiss.

“Well, son, I missed fucking you every day,” he replied. Why don’t you clean up, and you and the boys bring your friend over for the day so we can get to know him, buddy?”

“Yeah, we’ll come along,” said Jon as he pulled out of Jace’s ass.

The three boys cleaned up, putting on just basketball shorts before they rode their bikes over to Skylar’s house just as he was about to head out to the pool. He was excited to meet Jon and Jace finally. They invited him to play at their house until dinner time if that was alright with his mother. She was pleased with the offer from the two brothers. With Elliot, her son would have three new friends, so his summer wouldn’t be lonely and boring. And on the plus side, she wouldn’t need to get him a babysitter all the time; if he had friends’ houses, he could go to them during the day.

As Jon and Skylar rode their bikes together, getting to know one another better, Jace told Elliot to follow their lead back at their house. They wouldn’t get naked as soon as they got in the house, but would wait until out by the pool to strip and skinny dip. Seeing all three naked would help pressure Skylar to join them. Edmund would bring out drinks and lunch later for the boys while nude. The brothers would explain they were naturists and rarely wore clothes at home. They would explain that Elliot generally was naked as well when visiting, like so many of their previous friends, to lure the boy into joining them regularly when he was there. They’d wait a day or so to start with the hardcore sex.

It felt strange to Elliot not to get naked as soon as he entered Jace and Jon’s house, but he followed the brothers’ lead. He was looking forward to seeing what Skylar looked like naked. Jace had whispered on the way to their house, Skylar had a very fuckable ass.

Skylar was excited to have friends with a pool; he wouldn’t feel alone like at the local pool. He felt like he already kinda knew about the brothers Jace and Jon from everything Elliot had told him about them. From what Jon had said on the way over, Elliot must have told them about him. This made it so much easier to become friends. He liked that they would be new students at Weller Elementary School in the fall, like him, giving him at least three friends he would know to start with.

Skylar loved Jon and Jace’s backyard, which had both a pool and a tree house. Jon promised to invite him and Elliot to have a sleepover in it before too long. He, in turn, asked them to camp out with him one night. Elliot smiled at the thought of a slumber party with Skylar in the tree house. He already knew what they would get into, or what Jace and Jon would get into all night long. Maybe they could sneak out late and play in the park with some men. Or maybe later camping out with Skylar at his house, after all, the older man from the pool just lived down the street from Sky’s house. Elliot was sure the man would love to fuck his new friend.

“Last one in is a pussy boy,” called Jace as he and Jon pushed down their shorts and dived into the pool naked. Elliot quickly followed suit, while Skylar stood stunned at seeing three naked boys in the pool.

“Come on, Skylar, drop them and join us,” Jon said, swimming over to the side of the pool.

“You’re naked,” exclaimed Skylar, still not believing what he was seeing, and for some reason, his lil guy was tenting out like the day he saw Elliot playing with that older man, who lived just down the block from him.

“Well, you have to be nude to skinny dip,” laughed Jon, motioning Skylar to come closer. “We’re naturists here and usually don’t wear clothes, it’s healthier that way. Elliot does it now all the time when he’s over here. It feels so much better being naked than wearing clothes,” he told Skylar.

“Yeah, Skylar, I’ve found it’s so much better being naked all the time when I’m over here. Come on and drop them and join us,” Elliot said with a smile to his new nine-year-old friend. “Just try it at least, if you don’t like it, you can always put your swim trunks back on,” he told Skylar, trying to help Jon get the boy naked.

“My lil guy is sticking out,” Skylar said, blushing. He wanted to try skinny dipping as boys did long ago. Yet he was embarrassed to be hard.

“Hell, Sky, so are we,” said a smiling Jon as he flipped over and floated on top of the pool, showing off his three-inch hardon.

“Yeah, Sky, we’re all that way. It happens when you meet people you like. It just means you like us too, so it’s all cool,” said Elliot, as he too started to float on the surface of the pool along with Jon, displaying his hard two inches to Skylar. “Right, Jace?”

“It’s not like we haven’t seen a hard cock before,” chuckled Jace, as he surfaced to float with his brother and Elliot, showing off his two-and-a-half-inch boy nail.

Jon smiled as he paddled over to Skylar with his hard three inches leading the way. “Come on, Sky, we’re all friends here. We’d never do anything to embarrass you or make fun of you. I promise,” he said, motioning to the still clothed nine-year-old.

“Well, okay,” Skylar said hesitantly, beginning to untie his swim trunks to let them fall to his feet before stepping out of them. He took a deep breath and started walking over to the pool with his hard two-and-a-half-inch dick pointing the way.

“Come on in, the water is perfect,” the smiling nine-year-old predator said as he looked up at Skylar’s fuckable body. He couldn’t wait to pop the cute, bespectacled nine-year-old and turn him into a cumslut whore pussy boy for men’s cocks.

Skylar looked at the three boys as he slid into the pool near Jon, who then swam up to Skylar, wrapping his arms around his new friend, pulling him further out into the pool. He wanted Elliot and Jace to have plenty of room to feel up the innocent boy.

“See, isn’t this much better than wearing those restricting trunks?” A smiling Elliot asked as he ran his hands over Skylar’s now vulnerable body.

Jace quickly joined Elliot and his older brother in feeling up Skylar. He hoped by the end of the day, their nine-year-old prey was sucking cock like Elliot learned his first day at their home.

Jon smiled as Skylar moaned at the stimulation of his virgin body. He reached down and began to stroke the innocent boy’s hardon. “See how good it feels letting go and enjoying how much fun it is being naked. It’s so much easier to make your body feel good,” Jon whispered into Skylar’s ear, before licking it and making his prey moan louder. The three boys maneuvered their latest victim over to the shallow end of the pool. It was time to teach Sky how to beat off and suck dick.

Once they were there, Jon whispered to the small boy, “Stroke my cock,” grabbing one of Skylar’s free hands and placing it on his own hard three inches. He smiled as the boy wrapped his hand around Jon’s boner and began to repeat everything Jon was doing to his own two-and-a-half hard-on. “Yeah, that’s right, just like that, Sky,” moaned Jon.

Skylar couldn’t believe how good it felt for someone to play with his lil guy, or for him to play with another boy’s lil guy. Everything the three boys did to him felt so good. He wondered why he had never discovered the fun he could have with his penis. He glanced over to look at Elliot and Jace and was surprised to see them kissing each other like crazy as they played with their hard dicks.

“Fuck I love how you kiss me with your mouth,” Jace moaned, pulling back briefly before sucking on Elliot’s hard nipples. “You just keep getting better and better.”

“Wow, I’ve never seen two boys kiss,” Sky said to Jon. “They look like they are enjoying themselves.”

“Duh, yeah,” chuckled Jon. “It’s fun to kiss, did you want to try it?” Jon asked the innocent Skylar. “It’s a lot of fun.”

“Yeah, if you don’t mind, Jon,” replied Skylar bashfully. It looked to be a lot of fun.

Jon pulled the shy boy against his wet body, briefly kissing the smaller nine-year-old on the lips before forcing his tongue into his latest virgin prey’s mouth. He smiled to himself as Sky started tongue wrestling with him and even began to push his tongue into Jon’s mouth. Sky was a natural; he wondered what else Sky was a natural at.

“Thanks, I love kissing your sexy mouth just as much as sucking your cock,” whispered Elliot, who wished he were sucking off his best friend. He was looking forward to taking Jace to George’s on Wednesday. They planned to meet up with the older Black man and a couple of his friends mid-morning, and both boys intended to stay until dinner time. George had told Elliot his friends were just as big as he was, if not an inch or so bigger. This excited Elliot; he’d finally get a big Black cock deeper inside him than any other man had been. He hoped that man was as good as fuck as George had been.

George had told Elliot he was going to fuck Jace first while his friends used Elliot like the white pussy boy slut whoreboy he was. It all sounded good to him and Jace. If all went well while they were gone, Jon would punch Skylar’s V-card the same day.

“Go ahead and suck me ‘L’ Ive missed your mouth on me while we were gone,” a smirking Jace whispered to Elliot, wanting to see Sky’s reaction. He was using one of their never-fail strategies. Jace and a friend would lead the way while Jon slowly encouraged their prey. He would point out how much fun Jace was having, then ask if he wanted to try what they were doing. Peer pressure was tremendous.

Elliot slid his way down Jace’s chest, teasing his friend’s nipples before moving to his delicious two-and-a-half inches. He knew Jace liked his nipples played with during sex. Finally, when he reached Jace’s hardon, he smirked up at his best friend’s eyes, before opening his mouth and swallowing his eight-year-old friend’s cock.

“Oh fuck ‘L’, I love it when you suck me,” moaned Jace loud enough to distract Sky from his kissing and jerking off Jon.

Sky broke off and stared in amazement at Elliot, who was doing to Jace what he had seen him do to the man who lived down the street from him. There was something about how the man looked at Skylar that made his stomach flip-flop, but not in a bad way, whenever he rode by the man’s house when he was working in his front yard. Skylar got hard every time he remembered what the older man did to Elliot in the shower.

“Those two,” laughed Jon. “They can never stop playing around together. Elliot is such a slut for cock. If he sees a hard cock he’s got to suck it.”

“Does he do this a lot?” Skylar asked as he unconsciously stroked Jon faster.

“We’re all friends, so it’s a fun way to show what great friends we are by jerking or sucking off good friends,” Jon explained, noticing Sky was jerking him faster now under the water. He knew it would be just a matter of time before he wanted to try it too. Once he showed Skylar how good it felt, he’d be sucking cock too, like the slut he really was.

“Will you teach me how to do that?” Skylar shyly asked Jon. “I mean, I want to be a good friend to you as well.”

Jon smiled inwardly. Skylar was proving to be easy prey. He suspected his new friend was already a lil slut, but didn’t know it. Well, he and his family, along with Elliot, would show him what he was missing.

“Come over here, and I’ll show you, and then you can try it,” smiled Jon as he guided Sky over to where Elliot and Jace were. Once Skylar was seated next to Jace, he opened his mouth and engulfed Skylar’s two-and-a-half-inch boner.
“Oh god, yes,” moaned Skylar as he experienced his first blow-job. He had never felt something so amazing. Sky couldn’t believe the feelings running through his body. The feelings felt like a wave of pleasure centered around his lil guy. “Yes, Yes, YES!” Sky cried out as the wave of pleasure began to overcome him. Oh god, OH, GOD! As his first dry climax hit him, causing his lil guy to shake and twitch inside Jon’s mouth.

Jon smiled to himself, knowing Skylar was theirs now. The nine-year-old had experienced his first climax and would yearn for more. “Did you like that?” Jon asked, already knowing the answer.

“Yeah! That was amazing!” A grinning Skylar declared.

“Cool, you can have as many of those as you want, one after another if you want. There are many ways you can get those special feelings. Since you’re a good friend now, we can show you the different ways to get them,” Jon told Sky.

“Really?” Skylar asked, beaming at Jon.

“Yeah, I promise,” Jon smiled at his latest victim. “How about sucking on my cock?”

“I’m not sure how to,” Skylar said bashfully. “Would you teach me?”

Jon smiled evilly at Sky; he and the others were about to watch the birth of another cocksucker boy. “Certainly, Sky, I’d love to teach you to be a cocksucker like us,” said Jon, as he lay back resting on his elbows. “Start by licking my balls and then lick up and down the shaft like a lollipop, and finally, when you’re ready, take my cock in your mouth and do what I did to your cock,” he told the innocent nine-year-old.

Skylar followed Jon’s instructions, quickly finding he did like sucking cock. Jon’s moans encouraged him to continue doing as his nine-year-old friend commanded. Soon, Elliot and Jace began to encourage and give him directions to become a better cock sucker.

“That’s it, Sky, suck that cock!” Elliot commanded his new friend. He hoped Skylar would get a chance to suck Edmund’s cock before the day was out.

“Fuck yeah, that’s it, work that mouth, Sky,” Jace instructed their latest prey. He couldn’t wait to see Sky sucking on his father.

“FUCK YES!” Jon howled as he came hard, holding Skylar’s head down against his bald groin. His cock twitched and shook inside the innocent nine-year-old’s hot, wet mouth. Skylar wasn’t a nasty lil cocksucker yet; he just needed practice, which he and his family and friends would make sure to give him to complete his transformation into one. “Thanks, Sky, you were great. Why don’t you show Jace how good of a cocksucker you are?” smirked Jon, not giving Sky a chance to say no. “The more cock you suck, the better you will get at being a true cocksucker.”

“Yeah, suck me, Sky,” Jace begged the cute, bespectacled nine-year-old, as he waved his cock at their prey.

Without even thinking to say no, Skylar scooted between Jace’s spread legs and began licking, then bobbing up and down on Jace’s two-and-a-half inches. “Fuck, yeah, I love your cocksucking mouth. You feel so good.” Jace told Skylar. “You’re going to enjoy his mouth, Elliot,” Jace informed his best friend, knowing that not giving a boy a chance to say no helped break a boy for sex.

Skylar found himself really enjoying sucking cock. No wonder Elliot liked to play with others. He wasn’t sure which he preferred more, being sucked or sucking; both were lots of fun. Jace’s lil guy was almost like his own lil guy, so it was nearly like he was sucking himself, which kind of turned him on.

“Shit, you almost suck as good as ‘L’ does,” Jace moaned, motioning Elliot back over to kiss him while Sky polished his cock. They might have to have a contest at some point this summer to see who sucked cock better. “FUCK SKY!” Jace howled as he came hard.

Sky loved how a dick felt in his mouth when someone “came”, as Jon had called the twitching and shaking of their dick. He wondered if men’s dicks did the same thing, thinking back to when he watched Elliot playing with the man who lived down the street from him. Was that the reason Elliot liked to play with men? He wondered.

“Suck me next,” Elliot begged their new friend.

Sky just grinned at Elliot as he slid between his new friend’s legs and repeated what he had just done to Jace.

The two brothers fist-bumped as they watched their prey start to suck his third cock of the day. They did not doubt before the day was out that Sky would suck their dad’s cock and get his first taste of jizz.

“Fuck Yeah! Shit! Gonna nutt!” Elliot bayed as he quickly came hard. Panting, the cute eight-year-old pulled Skylar up so he could kiss him while he played with the older boy’s hard cock. “Damn, you’re an awesome cocksucker,” smiled Elliot.

Edmund appeared on the patio as Jon pulled Skylar into a passionate kiss. Jace and Elliot watched the two older boys kiss as they jerked one another off. Both boys were looking forward to watching Skylar sucking off Edmund.

“Lunch, boys,” a smiling Edmund announced to his sons, Elliot and Skylar. His thick eight inches stood proudly, leaking precum as he set down the tray of sandwiches, chips, sodas, and watermelon slices. He was looking forward to licking the juice from the watermelon off of Skylar later.

“Sweet, I’m starving,” declared Jon as he pulled back from kissing Skylar. Grinning, he and Skylar followed Elliot and Jace over to their father.

Jace leaned in as his father sat down to join them, Frenching his dad passionately. Elliot quickly joined Jace in a three-way French kiss. Skylar couldn’t understand why, but his lil guy seemed to get harder as he watched the two boys kiss the older man.

“That’s fucking hot, isn’t it, Sky?” Jon whispered into his new friend’s ear. “I bet you want to kiss Dad as well, don’t you? “ He grinned, stroking Skylar’s two-and-a-half-inch hardon.

Skylar nodded as Jon began to lead Skylar over to his father. The young, innocent boy couldn’t understand why, but he wanted to kiss Edmund like Jace and Elliot were.

Edmund pulled back from the three-way kiss as Jon and Skylar reached him. “Having fun?” Edmund asked their latest prey, beginning to suspect Skylar was already a fledgling gay boy, from what he saw on the video monitor of the boys playing outside. They just needed to lure him in carefully, and soon his knees would be next to his ears begging to be fucked harder.

“Yeah, I am,” Skylar smiled at Edmund. “Everyone is teaching me a lot of fun things,” Skylar told Edmund, as he stroked Jon’s hard three inches.

“Ask Dad if you can kiss him,” Jon whispered in Skylar's ear as he licked it, making the bespectacled nine-year-old emit a tiny moan, which made everyone grin lustfully as Skylar fell prey to their ministrations.

“Can I kiss you, sir?” Sky hesitantly asked Edmund.

“Certainly, son, come here and give me some sugar,” Edmund told Skylar.

The small, bespectacled nine-year-old moved in closer to the older man. Edmund smiled down at him as he pulled Sky into a hug, before leaning in to kiss the small boy. The nine-year-old relaxed into Edmund’s body as they began to kiss. Sky enjoyed the feel of the older man’s hands as they ran all over his nude body.

Edmund smiled to himself as Skylar moaned into his mouth, his fingers running up and down the crack of Skylar’s still virgin ass. He was going to be a fun fuck. If all went well, Jon would pop Sky on Wednesday while Elliot and Jace played with Elliot’s latest older black friend. They would arrange a sleepover that night so they could tweak the boy up before Edmund slid into his tight boy pussy.

Sky found himself enjoying Edmund’s dominating tongue as they kissed. There was something about making out with the man that made him feel amazing. As they kissed and Edmund ran his hands all over his nude body, Sky began to wonder what it would feel like to suck on the older man’s big guy.

Without thinking about it, Skylar reached out and grabbed hold of Edmund’s glistening, hard cock. It felt so soft, but hard and heavy in his small hand. Slowly, he stroked it as they continued to kiss.

“That feels nice, son. Did you want to taste it with your sweet cocksucking mouth?” Edmund asked Skylar, already knowing the answer.

“Could I, sir?” Skylar responded with pleading eyes.

“Certainly, son, but you don’t need to be so formal here; you can call me Daddy like Elliot does if you want,” Edmund said, giving the small boy a gentle smile, binding the young boy closer to him. Edmund guided Skylar down to his knees between his legs while the small boy held on to his dripping cock.

“That’s it, Sky, lick Dad’s delicious precum,” Jon told Skylar as the bespectacled paused before opening his mouth. “It’s not pee, but something delicious men make when they like you and want to do fun things with you,” he continued. “Trust me, you’ll love the taste.”

“Yeah, Sky, you’ll love it and his jizz,” Elliot told his new friend. “Trust me.”

“Yeah, try it,” Jace encouraged their new friend.

Tentatively, Skylar suck his tongue out, licking Edmund’s glans softly. He grinned up at Edmund as he tasted the yummy fluid leaking from his dick. “This does taste good,” Sky announced to the group, before he began licking up and down the stiff shaft and large balls that were already coated with the clear liquid. Before too long, Sky took the thick glans into his mouth and began sucking the leaking precum into his mouth. He couldn’t get enough of it, and he slowly started to bob up and down the shaft, slowly taking more and more into his mouth.

Edmund smiled at his sons and Elliot as he placed his hand on the back of Skylar’s head, gently pushing it down in an attempt to force his cock into the small boy’s still tight throat.

The three boys were excited about how far they had gotten with Skylar and wondered how much more they could get him to do today. “I can’t wait to pop his cherry,” Jon whispered to Jace and Elliot. They just grinned at one another.

“I bet he’s going to be a fun fuck,” giggled Jace as he stroked his hard two-and-a-half-inches.

“I want to see Daddy Edmund fuck him,” cheerfully replied Elliot as he beat his boner.

“Fuck…Yes…Gonna…Nutt…Take…it!” Edmund growled as he held Sky in place as he fucked up into his mouth, now on the brink of Jizzing for the first time down the cute, bespectacled boy’s now cock-filled throat. “Swallow, swallow it all like a true cocksucker!”

“Yeah, Sky, swallow Dad’s jizz, swallow it all,” Jon told Skylar.

“Do it, Sky!” Jace declared.

Edmund suddenly began shooting his load down Skylar’s tight throat. He held Sky’s head down, preventing the struggling small boy from pulling off his thick eight-inch cock.

Skylar tried to swallow the thick, copious liquid that was filling his mouth as quickly as possible, but some of the creamy liquid began to leak from his mouth and out his nose. He tried to pull off, but Edmund held him in place before at last releasing the boy’s head. Finally, Sky pulled off coughing as he caught his breath. “Wow, that was intense,” panted Sky as he looked up into Edmund’s sparkly eyes with a grin on his cum-coated face.

“Yes, it was, son, you did a great job for a first timer. You’ll get better the more you practice, just like Elliot did,” Edmund smiled at Skylar.

Jon and Jace hugged Skylar as they praised his first time sucking a man’s cock.

Elliot leaned in, licking Skylar’s face before feeding his new friend Edmund’s leaked jizz. “Great job, Sky,”

“Thanks, guys,” Sky grinned at his friends. “That was fun,” he continued. “Thank you, sir…I mean…Daddy,” Skylar shyly said to Edmund.

“You’re welcome, son, you did well. I’ll give you plenty of chances to practice to suck my cock, so you become an even better cocksucker,” Edmund told a smiling Skylar.

After lunch, Sky was given more opportunities to suck the cocks of the brothers, as well as Elliot and Edmund. By the time it was time for Skylar to go home, he had managed to suck Edmund off two more times and managed to get a good half of his cock down his no longer virgin throat. Skylar promised to return the next day. Before he left for home, Jon invited him to join them for a sleepover at their house on Wednesday.

Skylar’s mother was more than happy to let her son do so, since she wouldn’t have to arrange a babysitter for him on Wednesday night. Life here was turning out to be better than she could have hoped. Sky had new friends and a trustworthy parent to watch over Skylar and help him settle into their new home and community.

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Summer Project

Chapter 10

 

Skylar excitedly raced over to Jon and Jace’s house on his bike. He had enjoyed the last couple of days at their home, learning to become a proper cocksucker like his new friends. Sky was excited as he thought about the sleepover he was having with all three of his new friends. He had camped out a couple of times with friends previously and hoped to get his new friends to join him. His tent was small, only big enough for two people, but that just meant he could get to sleep out more times outdoors.

When Skylar pulled up to Jace and Jon’s house, Elliot’s bike was already lying on the lawn as usual. A smiling Jon answered the door naked and hard as he generally was when at home.

“Hey, Sky, come on in,” Jon smiled at their latest prey. He was looking forward to the day, because he was finally going to pop the cute nine-year-old at last. He’d been waiting since they first met to fuck the messy-hair, bespectacled, brunette, smaller boy. He loved fucking virgins before passing them on to his father.

Skylar stepped in as he began to pull off his T-shirt, shorts, and underwear, putting them into his backpack. He had easily been trained to get naked whenever he was at his friends’ house. As usual, Sky was barefoot since he hated shoes.

Jon pulled Skylar in for a passionate kiss, “I’m glad you’re spending the night. We’re going to have so much fun.”

“Yeah, me too,” the innocent boy replied. “I love the fun games we play when I’m over here,” Skylar told Jon.

“It’s going to be me, you, and Dad most of the day, since Elliot and Jace have a playdate with a friend.

Sky smiled, “Cool, more us time,” the skinny boy said, stroking his two-and-a-half-inch boner. He liked the thought of not having to share Edmund’s cock with Elliot. It meant more jizz for him. It wasn’t that he disliked Elliot, but he had gotten addicted to Edmund’s cock and creamy, salty-sweet cum.

Jon guided Skylar into the kitchen to discover Elliot and Jace both working to get Edmund to shoot his jizz.

“Morning, son,” smiled Edmund as soon as he saw Sky. “Do you want my load? The boys have me close.”

“Yes, Sir, um, I mean Daddy,” Skylar answered, excited to get his first load of the day from Edmund.

Edmund smiled, knowing that before long, when Jace and Elliot returned home from playing with Elliot’s new Black older friend, Skylar’s virginity would be long gone, the way of the dodo. He suspected even if he and his sons hadn’t gotten a hold of him, the boy would be a lil fag pussy boy. Well, now he’d be taught how to be a good one, satisfying men for years.

“Okay, boys, give Sky a turn. You guys have already gotten your morning protein snacks,” the older man chuckled.

Jace and Elliot pulled off Edmund’s hard, now glistening with spit, eight inches of man meat. They knew they’d get a chance to watch the video of Sky’s cherry pop after they returned from George’s in the late afternoon. They needed to clean up and out before heading out for a day of getting Black cock. George had told Elliot that two of his friends would be joining them.

Edmund had given Jace and Elliot two Molly’s Teas earlier, and they planned to blow some clouds before heading over to George’s with Krypto lube, loading them both up. It was going to be a fun day. The boys planned to wear nothing but basketball shorts, since George had liked Elliot being naked as soon as he had entered the house.

The two boys headed upstairs to prepare for their day of fucking. Meanwhile, Jon encouraged Skylar as he sucked Edmund, giving him pointers on taking more of his Dad’s cock.

Edmund smirked at Jon as he forced Skylar completely down on his cock. He held him against his trimmed groin until he could tell Sky was fighting to breathe, before letting him up.

“Yeah, Sky, suck Dad’s dick like the cocksucker you are,” Jon encouraged his friend, as he reached out to pinch and twist the boy’s nipples, making him moan around the cock buried in his throat.

Coughing with a face covered in spit and snot, Skylar grinned up at Edmund, proud that he had taken all the man’s thick eight inches just like the others could do.

“Good job, son, but are you ready to take my jizz?” Edmund asked as he ran his fingers through Skylar’s messy hair.

“Yeah, Sky, ready for Dad’s creamy Jizz?”

“Yes…Daddy,” Skylar told his molester, before forcing Edmund’s cock back down his tight nine-year-old throat.

The older man began to slowly face-fuck his sons’ new friend. He was surprised at how enthusiastically Skylar worked his cock. Further hints that the young boy was already a fag boy, but didn’t yet realize it. Well, by the time he went home the next day, he’d be a full-blown cumslut whore for men. Jon, Jace, and Elliot would broaden his horizons in ways he could have never dreamed.

“FUCK…YES…SLUT…TAKE…MY…NUTT!” Edmund roared, holding Skylar’s head down as the first few shots made their way directly to the nine-year-old’s stomach before relaxing and letting the next few shots fill the boy’s mouth. “Swallow it all, like the cocksucker you are!” The older man ordered Skylar.

“Take Dad’s nutt!” Jon encouraged his friend.

Finally, Edmund pulled completely out, firing the last couple of shots all over the small boy’s face and glasses before swearing the thick creamy load all over his with his cock. “Good job, son. You’ve made me feel so good with your mouth and throat.

“Thank you, Sir…I mean, Daddy,” Sky said, beaming up at Edmund. He started to wipe the cum from his face, but Edmund stopped him.

“No, son, I want you to leave my jizz on your face, it makes you look like a proper cumslut pussy boy whore,” Edmund told the small boy.

“Fuck yeah, Sky, you look fucking hot with Dad’s nutt all over your face,” Jon told his latest prey.

“Really?” Sky said, smiling up at his friends’ father.

“Yes, son, you’re becoming just like the others,” Edmund told Skylar, as he hugged him.

“That was awesome, Sky,” Elliot said as he walked into the kitchen with Jace. Their hair was still wet from the shower. All they wore were sagging, worn Laker basketball shorts and nothing else. Their shorts were tented out by their hard-ons. Both Jace and Elliot were tweaked out of their minds and ready for sex with George and his friends. They were looking forward to watching Sky take his first Black cock.

“Yeah, Sky, great job,” smiled Jace, as he briefly patted the older boy on the back. “We’re heading out to our playdate,” giggled the blonde eight-year-old, throwing his arm around Elliot’s shoulder. “Come on, ‘L’, we don’t want to keep them waiting for us.”

“Nope, I’m certainly ready to play,” giggled Elliot as he squeezed his hardon through his shorts.

“Have fun, boys,” Edmund said with a grin.

“We will, Dad,” grinned Jace. “Come on, ‘L’ our boy pussies aren’t going to fuck themselves,” he giggled at his friend.

“Nope, they aren’t,” Elliot smiled at Jace as they headed out.

“Hey, Sky, let’s go to my bedroom. I’ve got something new I want to teach you that we all love to do,” Jon said, grabbing Skylar’s hand and dragging him towards his bedroom.

Edmund smiled and shook his head, knowing Jon was excited to eat Sky out and prime him for his first fuck. “Have fun, boys, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do to you,” he chuckled, as Jon shot him a toothy grin.

“We won’t,” replied Jon with a smirk as he dragged Sky upstairs to his room and shut the door. He wanted to give Sky a sense of privacy, but that was the farthest thing from the truth. The cameras would be rolling as soon as they got upstairs. Edmund knew guys loved it when boys played together, plus cherry pops were the icing on the cake, so to speak.

Both Jon and Jace had starred in many videos popping their friends. The brothers loved it when their dad allowed them to be the ones to pop boys. Most of the time, it was younger boys, ages 5 to 8, whom Jon was allowed to pop. About a year ago, Jon managed to pop a four-year-old at a clothing-optional resort, and it had been awesome, as the boy had thought too once they were finished.

Sky hadn’t been in Jon’s bedroom before, and he liked its layout. Jon’s room had a large queen-size bed. One thing, though, that blew him away was the massive TV hanging on the wall. It took up most of the wall. The strangest thing was the large mirror over the head of the bed. There were four cameras on tripods, one at each corner of the room. There were several posters of men almost naked.

“Wow, I love your room, and that’s a nice TV,” said an impressed Sky.

“Yeah, it’s great to play games on, like Mario Kart and other games. It’s amazing to watch movies on, which we will do later,” giggled Jon, knowing they wouldn’t be the type of movies Sky was used to watching. He grabbed a couple of bedrest pillows, setting them down in front of the TV at the end of the bed, before loading up Mario Kart. Jon was pleased to discover that his new friend had finished his Molly Tea and set it on the nightstand, out of reach. It wouldn’t be long before it hit Skylar, so he could move to tweaking up the nine-year-old. “Go ahead and pick a character, while I grab a couple of things to make the game more fun.

Sky picked a character before lying on his stomach. The smooth, silky duvet beneath him made his body feel amazing, especially his lil guy. He couldn’t help but hump against it and the bed it covered. He started hoping they could play together with their wieners.

Jon grabbed a mushroom bubbler already filled with Krypto crystals, a torch, and a washcloth from his nightstand. They’d smoke up every time they powered up during the game. He would then turn on a video of him first fucking Jace, then Elliot, while he ate out Sky’s virgin boy pussy. Jon would lure Sky into getting fucked by telling him to look at how much Jace and Elliot loved getting fucked, and wouldn’t he like to try it too. He didn’t think he had long to wait, by the way Sky was humping the duvet.

“Did you want to go first since it’s your house?” Skylar asked Jon.

“No, you’re the guest, so you go first, Sky.” Jon smiled at his new friend.

“Thanks, Jon,” said Sky.

As Jon prepared to tweak up Sky, the already tweaked out of their minds Jace and Elliot were pulling up to George’s house. As before, the garage was open. They smiled toothily at one another once they saw there were two additional cars parked in the driveway.

The half-naked boys hopped off their bikes before pushing them into the garage, parking them out of sight from the road.

Elliot started to head to the front door when Jace stopped him with a smirk. “Let’s go in through the garage door to the house; that way, we can be nude when he opens the door,” Jace suggested to Elliot.

“Yeah, Jace, that’s a hot idea. George liked it when I got naked as soon as I was in the house,” he said, pushing off his shorts.

“We can leave our shorts with our bikes,” giggled Jace. “That way we can get started as soon as we’re inside,” he continued, smirking at his friend. “I’m horny as fuck for some BBC,” Jace said as he pushed down his shorts and stepped out of them, then he joined Elliot at the garage door to the house. A pile of boxes prevented anyone from being able to see them from the street, as they stood there naked and hard.

Elliot grinned at Jace as he knocked on the door. He was as horny as fuck with an itch that needed to be scratched hard and deep.

A minute or so later, when George opened the door, he was greeted by two naked and hard eight-year-olds, one blonde and the other brunette.

“Gawd damn boys, aren’t you a sight to behold,” exclaimed George with a smile, taking in the sight of the two white naked, eight-year-olds.

“This is my friend Jace, he loves BBC as much as I do,” Elliot said in way of an introduction.

“Hey,” said a smiling Jace as he palmed the thick hardon running down one of the legs of George’s lounge pants. “Nice to meet you,” he continued, licking his lips at the thought of sucking the older Black man.

“Well, come on in, boys, so that you can meet a couple of my friends,” the older man said, stepping aside to let the lil naked white cherubs in the house. Once inside, George closed and locked the door before guiding the two naked and boned up eight-year-olds to meet his two already naked friends, Jimmy and Dean. They sat on the sofa, smoking a couple of funny-smelling cigars. The smell reminded Elliot of the stuff some of Terry’s friends who joined them were smoking. A couple of the guys who joined them that day shotgunned him a few times before fucking him. That was a fun time, he hoped to repeat it before the end of summer.

“Well, boys, these are my friends Jimmy and Dean, guys, these are Elliot and Jace. They’re here to get to know you a whole lot better,” the smiling George said, introducing the two groups.

Jimmy was a bald, nearly ebony, bear of a man in his late fifties, with a small pot-belly, but what caught Elliot’s attention was the uncut thick eleven inches that stood proudly straight out from a bushy groin. He knew today he was going to get his lil eight-year-old heart’s desire. Elliot felt as though a tractor beam were pulling him towards Jimmy as the older Black man slowly approached.

The forty-year-old Dean was a tall, mocha-skinned, thin, but muscular man, who sported a cock almost as long as Jimmy’s eleven inches. A thick forest of hair covered his body, which Elliot knew from experience would feel awesome against his skin.

“Here, lil man, shotgun me, first Jimmy and then Dean said, blowing smoke deep into his lungs as they switched back and forth, kissing and shotgunning the cute brunette they were here to fuck like the lil white slut he looked like.

Jace almost envied Elliot for getting fucked and used first by the two men, but realized from everything Elliot had told him about George, he was going to have just as much fun as his friend until they switched.

The now naked George, smoking a blunt like his friends were doing with Elliot, moved behind Jace, running his hands down over the blonde eight-year-old’s shoulders and chest, teasing his nipples. He loved the soft moans made by the small white boy. He looked to be just as hot fuck as Gertrude’s grandson had turned out to be. The older man began kissing and shotgunning Elliot’s lil NLB friend.

George pulled Jace back against him as he moved to sit down in a recliner chair so they could watch Elliot being molested by his friends, as he, in turn, molested Jace. There was just something about fucking a blonde boy that turned the older man on something awful.

“Fuck you’re a hot lil white bitch,” grinned Jimmy as he ran his hands all over Elliot’s smooth, naked body. Elliot reached out and grabbed a hold of the black, Red Bull thick and uncut, eleven-inch cock. “Like my baloney pony?” a chuckling Jimmy asked Elliot, who nodded as the man's fingers found the eight-year-old brunette’s already-lubed hole. “Damn, Dean, the lil cracker slut is already lubed up for us.”

“Let me see,” Dean said, pulling Elliot over to him, sliding two fingers up the boy’s ass.

Elliot moaned loudly as Dean’s fingers slid in and out, making sure to hit his boy button several times.

“He’s got a hungry pussy,” Dean chuckled. “You want some nigga cock don’t you slut?” He asked beginning to talk nasty with their fuck toy for the day.

“Yes, Daddy, fuck my slutty white whore boy pussy, give me that fat nigga cock, I need it so bad,” Elliot begged his molesters.

“Oh, whore, you’re going to get plenty of nigga cock today. We’re going to stretch that cracker pussy out good,” Dean grinned as he stood up, bending Elliot over. “Damn, bitch, that’s a beautiful pussy,” the older man said, before he smacked Elliot hard on the ass, making Elliot moan in pleasure.

“George was right, he’s a nasty lil white fag whore,” laughed Jimmy. “Well, slut, that’s the way we are gonna treat you today, just like the nasty whore pussy boy you are,” he grinned evilly.

Dean positioned Elliot over one of the arms of the sofa. “Ready slut?” Dean asked as he thumped his heavy, thick, uncut, almost eleven-inch cock on Elliot’s glistening hole.

“Rape my slutty white whore boy pussy! Give me that fat nigga cock! I need it in my boy pussy!” Elliot begged like the slut he now was. He couldn’t imagine not taking cock regularly now; he couldn’t thank Edmund and his sons enough for teaching him all about sex.

“I’m not gonna stop until you have my nutt, whore,” growled Dean as he began his assault on the cute brunette beneath him. He firmly but steadily pushed forward, breaching the boy’s tiny pussy, making the cute eight-year-old start a long, slow moan of pleasure as his molester sank deeper inside the eight-year-old’s fiery, velvety soft fuck tunnel. He loved the contrast both in size and dark color of his cock against the small eight-year-old white butt as he took possession of the lil ’ho’s slutty boy cunt. George had been right, this lil prepubescent slut was meant to be fucked like a bitch.

“Yes,” moaned Elliot as the tall Black man’s hairy balls at last slapped hard against his hairless ass. He loved how good it felt being stretched open by this beautiful black cock now buried so deep inside him. Elliot had known that having a Black cock so deep, where no man had been before, would be even better than the ten-inch cocks he’d sampled before. He couldn’t wait for the man to begin railing his pussy like the slutty whore boy, he now was, thanks to Edmund.

Elliot glanced over to George and Jace to see his young friend already riding the older Black man’s ten-plus-inch thick, uncut cock like it was a pogo stick. A look of total bliss covered his face. George tweaked and twisted the blonde eight-year-old’s nipples, which drove Jace to pull up and almost off before thrusting back down hard repeatedly.

“You’ve got a free hole whore, so open wide to get me wet to fuck your pussy,” commanded the smirking Jimmy.

Ellliot opened his mouth wide so the man could start to face-fuck him like Edmund liked to do. He worked to open his throat so the man could shove a good ¾ of his eleven-inch cock down his throat. Jimmy intended to get it all the way in and down the cute brunette’s throat before the day was over.

Jon smiled as he watched Sky blow his first thick cloud of potent Krypto smoke by himself. They had done six shotguns beforehand, which was helping prepare Sky for his coming fuck. “Hold it, hold it, okay, let it out through your nose,” Jon smiled at Skylar. “Nice, Sky, now do that four more times for me, then I’ll blow you, and we can do some other fun things,” Jon said with a grin. He would easily move to eating and fingering Sky’s tight virgin ass while his friend watched vids of Jon first fucking Jace and then Elliot, both of whom begged for his cock.

Skylar was feeling better than he ever had, and so many dirty thoughts flowed through his mind. Thoughts of doing stuff with the man who lived down the street from him, who had played with Elliot at the pool. He wondered if Edmund would do those things to him, because he certainly wanted the man to do those things to him.

After Skylar had blown four thick clouds of smoke, Jon made him do four more while he grabbed some laced warming lube and several shards to use as booty bumps from the nightstand. When he returned, Jon eased Skylar back over one of the bedrest pillows, placing his ass up. “Ready for some fun, slut?” Jon asked the boy if he was about to eat out, finger, and finally fuck. He had wanted Sky’s tight lil boy pussy ever since he had met the boy, and now he was going to fuck it.

“Yeah,” Skylar said, smiling up at Jon. This was the first time in a while that someone was going to suck him. He had been doing all the sucking lately, not that he minded, but it was nice to have someone do him for a change.

“Grab your legs and pull them back towards your shoulders, keeping them spread wide. I want to play with your balls too,” Jon grinned down at Sky.

Sky quickly did as Jon asked. He couldn’t help moaning as he felt Jon’s mouth engulf him. “So good, yes, suck me, yes,” Sky moaned, enjoying Jon’s expert sucking.

Jon let drool flow down and over Sky’s cherry-sized balls and down toward Skylar’s defenseless virgin hole. Finally, he pulled off Sky’s hard, two-and-a-half-inch cock and smiled at the nine-year-old’s now glistening, tight hole. Skylar moaned and begged Jon to keep sucking, promising to do anything if Jon continued sucking him because he was so close to cumming. His molester smiled, knowing no matter what, Sky would be doing whatever he asked of him soon enough.

Jon bent down, activating the TV remote to begin the fucking vids of Jace and Elliot before flipping Sky over onto his stomach, and attacking Sky’s vulnerable hole.

“OH SHIT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” Sky howled as his body went into sexual overload from Jon’s working on his hole.

“I’m getting you ready for that,” pointing to the TV as he rimmed and fingered his lil bro Jace on the TV screen.

“OH GOD, OH FUCK, GOD, SO GOOD!” Sky continued moaning as Jon drilled his tongue inside his new friend’s blossoming fuck hole.

Jon squirted some laced lube on his fingers and Skylar’s hole before sliding a middle finger inside the virgin boy’s hole, slowly making Skylar moan even louder than before. He worked Skylar’s cock with one hand, while at the same time, he began to finger his prey truly. “Feels good, doesn’t it. You like your boy pussy played with, don’t you slut?”

“YES! SO GOOD! FASTER, FASTER!” Skylar begged as Jon targeted his boy button. This felt so much better than just sucking cock.

“Yeah, I knew you were a pussy boy,” chuckled Jon, as he prepared to add a second finger.

“Oh, yes, so good,” Sky moaned as he felt a burning sensation. “It burns,” he moaned.

“That’s normal, it’ll stop,” smirked Jon as he prepared to slide the first shard in Sky’s increasingly hungry hole. Jon pulled his fingers out and squirted a generous amount of lube inside Skylar’s blossoming hole. He grinned as he pushed a nice-sized shard inside his young friend’s pussy.

“OW, IT BURNS!” Sky exclaimed as he felt the burning of the shard as it began to dissolve.

“Shhh, it’s all right, it’ll stop soon and feel better,” Jon comforted Sky, as he rubbed the shard against Sky’s boy button, making the bespectacled boy moan half in pain, half in pleasure.

Soon, the burning melted away, and something else began to take its place. “Oh, Yes, Shit, Yeah, OH GOD YES!” Sky moaned. “Do Faster! OH SHIT! OH YEAH! HARDER! FASTER!” Sky began to beg now as something else took the place of the burn.

Jon grinned, knowing Sky was almost his. “Sky, look at the TV and Jace and Elliot,” he said, directing his prey towards the images of Jace and Elliot getting fucked by him. “Don’t they look like they’re having fun?” He asked Sky.

Sky looked at the TV, trying to focus on what was happening on the screen, but the feelings Jon was causing made it difficult to do so.

“YES, JON! FUCK ME! HARDER! FUCK MY PUSSY! HARDER BITCH, HARDER!” Jace howled at his brother on the TV.

“I bet you wish you were him, don’t you slut,” Jon asked as he added a third finger to Sky’s fuck hole. He needed Sky to beg to be fucked, submitting to his molester.

“YES!” Skylar exclaimed, beginning to understand the growing need coming from his ass as he watched the screen switch from Jace getting fucked to Elliot being fucked.

“FUCK YEAH! HARDER! RAIL MY FUCKIN’ PUSSY! HARDER! HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER!” Elliot begged his friend.

“Do you want me to fuck you like that so that you can feel as good as them?” Jon asked as he continued to target Sky’s boy button.

Drool poured from the virgin boy’s mouth as his body made his decisions. He wanted Jon to fuck him just like he was doing to his friends. Without even thinking about it, Sky answered. “FUCK ME! FUCK ME JUST LIKE THAT!” Skylar commanded Jon. He wanted to be just like his friends.

“Fuck yeah, I knew you were a pussy boy just like us,” Jon grinned down at Sky as he pulled his fingers from his new friend’s newborn boy pussy. “I’ve been waiting to fuck you like a slut since I first met you,” grinned Jon as he positioned his cock at Sky’s now hungry hole. Before thrusting forward, Jon used the remote to switch the vid playing from his fucking of Jace and Elliot to Edmund fucking all of three of them.

“YES!” Sky howled as Jon pushed balls deep inside his butt. This felt better than Jon’s fingers. He couldn’t believe how good it felt as Jon began fucking him in earnest. “YES! FUCK ME! FUCK MY PUSSY!” Sky begged using the words Jace and Elliot used in the video. He glanced at the TV and now saw Edmund fucking his sons and Elliot. He understood now why Elliot loved the man fucking him in the shower. He wanted to be just like Elliot.

“Mutha Fuck Jim, this is some primo boy cunt,” growled Dean as he continued his assault on Elliot’s hole. He couldn’t get enough of the cute NLB’s boy cunt. He had already made him climax three times and was working on a fourth. He loved how the white boy would relax to let him in deep, but milk his cock as he withdrew, gripping it in a death grip as he came hard each time. All the while taking a good face-fucking from Jimmy. This boy was born to be used by Black men, long, hard, and often, keeping him filled with Black cock and jizz. Dean loved the whimpers from the slut every time he pulled entirely out of his fuck tunnel, before slamming back in hard enough his balls sounded like slaps of his hands on the bitch’s bare ass cheeks.

“Wait till you try his mouth and throat. Someone has been teaching the lil whore how to show respect when sucking cock. I’m getting almost all the way in now, barely an inch to go,” Jimmy moaned to his friend. “The cracker slut loves cock,” he grinned.

George grinned as he whispered into Jace’s ear, “Damn, you’re as big a NLB slut as your friend there, aren’t you bitch?” The sixty-year-old asked the blonde eight-year-old, as he ground himself against the boy’s bare bottom. Stirring the young boy's insides with his ten-plus-inch cock.

“Ah, huh,” moaned Jace, who was lost in his fuck by George. The white eight-year-old blonde had already climaxed three times and was about to climax for a fourth time. “Oh fuck...not again…SHIT CUMMING!” Jace wailed as his body shook and trembled, lost to the pleasure the older black man was ripping from him.

George couldn’t help but smile at the scene he had created for himself and his friends. Elliot was his for the fucking whenever he wanted, and his friend Gertrude would never know what sluts her grandson and his friends were for Black cock. Every Wednesday until school started, George was going to take what was now his to use hard. Elliot was going to be a regular piece of ass for him and his friends.

Dean started huffing as he approached his first climax of the day. He’d been saving his load since the previous week when George called to tell him all about his latest piece of ass. He never had a piece of boy pussy this young before. Ten had been the youngest and had been Black, but this kid was a fantasy come true. An eight-year-old white boy who loved black cock. His friend was a bonus. Both boys would be leaking jizz all the way home by the time they finished with them in the afternoon.

“FUCK, SLUT! TAKE IT ALL!” Dean roared, thrusting in hard and holding still while his cock pulsed and flooded the lil whore’s cunt.

“FUCK!” Elliot howled as a fourth climax struck him as he felt the thick, almost eleven-inch black cock flood him. He could feel some of it start to leak out around his overstuffed hole because there was just so much of it.

Slowly, Dean pulled out, making sure the slut beneath him felt every inch withdrawing. Once out, he looked down at the now gaping red hole, leaking a river of jizz. He paused before making room for Jimmy, smacking Elliot hard on the ass a couple of times to tighten him up for his friend.

“Bitch is ready for your cock, Jimmy,” he chuckled to his friend. “The lil fag is ready for some more nigga cock, aren’t you ho?” Dean asked Elliot, as he shifted to face-fuck the cute brunette eight-year-old.

“YES! I NEED NIGGA COCK! FUCK ME! RAIL ME! USE ME LIKE THE WHITE WHORE PUSSY BOY I AM!”

Jimmy slapped the head of his cock on Elliot’s gaping, leaking hole, “Ready ho?” The older man said as he pushed forward, stretching the eight-year-old open wider than ever before.

“YES!” Elliot moaned as the man sank inside him. “SO GOOD, FUCK MY PUSSY!" Elliot begged as he felt the eleven-inch cock finally sink home. The older Black man was the first man ever to be so deep inside or stretch him so wide.

Jimmy grinned down at the cute eight-year-old brunette as he grabbed the boy’s legs, stretching wide his slender hairless legs, pushing them back toward his ears. The Black man enjoyed the sounds the boy made as he reversed, pulling his cock almost out before slamming back inside with a loud smack of his heavy balls against the hairless ass of the boy. Jimmy quickly shifted into a hard, long dicking of the slutty lil white ho.

“Yes, yes, oh god yes, fuck me fuck me,” babbled Elliot, lost in his latest fuck, drool ran from his mouth. The fuck was better than he ever expected.

“Fuck bitch, this is some good boy pussy,” growled Jimmy as he ramped up his speed.

Jace was enjoying his fuck from George, but he was looking forward to Jimmy and Dean taking their turns with him. He’d already cum four times; he wondered how many more times George’s friends would make him cum. He was already planning to visit George regularly from now on, whether or not Elliot was with him. He suspected George would like that from the nasty things he kept whispering in his ear.

George couldn’t believe how the day was going so far; he would have never believed it if someone told him he’d have free access to two cute white eight-year-old fag boys. He suspected Jace would freely offer up his body for George just as Elliot had offered. It was going to be a good summer.

“He’s a cute lil fucker,” the well-built, handsome college student said as he stroked his thick eight-inch cock in Edmund’s office as they watched Jon fucking Skylar on the twenty-inch PC screen.

“He’s a pretty good cock-sucker, for someone who only just started,” Edmund smiled at Jarod. Edmund had chosen the handsome, twenty-two-year-old, inked brunette with a stylish fade haircut, a college student who had been one of his early boys from when Edmund was growing up as a teenager. Jarod was also a regular video client and had bought many of his videos over the last few years. Being the only son of a real estate magnet, he always had money to spend to feed his lust; now he wanted to sample one of the many new boys Edmund now had in his stable. The price was right, so he was going to pop the cute nine-year-old.

“I’ll be going to enjoy popping one this young, normally I only get early teen boys,” chuckled Jarod. Your son looks pretty well-trained for a top.”

“Jon is versatile, as is Jace; they love it all. Jon started topping with a friend from kindergarten. I almost let him top and pop his younger brother, but I wanted the pleasure of being the first one to do so to my youngest. I let him do Jace afterwards. Jace, though, tends to like bottoming a bit more than topping,” Edmund explained to his online guest. “So, it works out for everyone, ready?”

“Oh, I’m more than ready to tap that boy cunt,” chuckled Jarod, following Edmund toward the stairs and Jon’s bedroom.

“FUCK! I LOVE RAILING YOUR PUSSY!” roared Jon as he came hard for the third time. He’d already made Sky cum four times, turning his new friend into a quivering mess hungry for more cock. He smiled as he watched the door open, as his Dad and a hot-looking college kid walked in before closing the door.

Skylar looked away from the TV where Edmund was fucking Elliot as his friend begged for it harder and faster. He smiled, noticing Edmund and a hot-looking college student now in the room. They were both naked and hard. He was very familiar with Edmund’s thick eight-inch cock, the younger man’s cock was the same length as Edmund's, but it was wedge-shaped, getting thicker than Edmund’s cock at its base. It would force his mouth open wider than Edmund’s cock did, and he liked that thought.

“Hi, boys, we decided to see what you were up to. Jarod, here is one of the boys I used to babysit when I was a teen. He heard all about you from me and wanted to meet you, Skylar,” a smiling Edmund said, walking over to the bed. “Oh, you’re watching one of my favorite vids of Elliot.”

“Hi, Sky, looks like you’re having a fun time there,” Jarod said, reaching out to tilt the cute nine-year-old’s face up. “Damn, Sky, you’re sexy and cute as fuck,” he said, smiling down before running his hand over the boy’s sweaty body down to his fuckable ass.

“Tha…nks,” panted Skylar, as he grinned up at Jarod.

Jon noticed his dad’s hand sign to pull out and make room for Jarod. He pulled out, making Sky whimper with need at the loss of Jon’s dick. “Don’t worry, Sky, I think you’re going to get something more fun in your boy pussy,” he whispered into Skylar’s ear, before making his friend do three more hits of Krypto.

“Come on, Jon, I think Jarod wants to get to know Skylar a little better,” Edmund said with a smile to his son, guiding him out and shutting and locking the door to Jon’s room.

Jarod sat on the bed, pulling Sky into his lap. “Hello, sexy boy,” he said, pulling Sky in for a passionate kiss. As they kissed, Jarod ran his hands over the small boy’s tanned body. He enjoyed Sky’s moans and sighs as they continued to kiss.

Skylar loved the taste of cinnamon on this handsome man’s tongue. His tongue wrestled with Jarod’s and was dominated by it. And he enjoyed how it pushed against his mouth. He wondered if he was going to do to him what Edmund was doing to Elliot on the TV.

Jarod pulled back from the kiss, leaving the small boy panting and with a look that told him everything. Skylar was a horny boy, revved up by Edmund’s young son. He had the boy take a few more hits, and then they shared a couple of shotguns before, at last, preparing to slide into the boy’s essentially virgin pussy. Jarod lay Sky back over the bedrest pillow with his legs in the air.

“I’m going to make you feel so good, sexy boy,” said Jarod, smiling down at the little nine-year-old.

“Fuck me,” Skylar said, pulling Jarod in for another passionate kiss.

Pulling back, Jarod lubed his thick, eight-inch, wedge-shaped cock. “As you wish,” Jarod said with a smirk. “Push out like you have to poop, and it will make this easier,” Jarod told the boy beneath him. He didn’t slam in as he would with an experienced boy, but instead pushed more gently. Jarod remembered Edmund’s first thrust and the pain. He wanted to save the boy from that. Jarod knew Skylar was tweaked out of his mind, so that it wouldn’t be too bad, but he still wanted to avoid as much pain as possible.

“Ow,” Sky moaned in pain at the pressure on his hole. Jon had slipped inside far more easily. He followed Jarod’s instruction and pushed out. Suddenly, Sky felt his molester slip inside his boy pussy as he had learned to call his butt. “OH,” he gasped at the intrusion of something so big, trying to work itself deeper inside him.

“Shh, baby boy, just breathe, that’s my boy, just breathe and then push out again. I promise it will feel better in a lil bit,” Jarod said softly to the cute nine-year-old. Fuck, he thought to himself, how tight the boy felt on his cock, but he’d soon loosen up for a proper fucking.

Skylar followed the man’s instructions, then, as he pushed out, his molester pushed deeper inside him. The pain dulled, and something else was starting to replace it. “Oh, OH, OH GOD!” he moaned, less in pain, and more of something else.

“That’s it, baby boy, breathe and push out again,” he said with a smile, sinking almost halfway inside Skylar.

“OH!” exclaimed Sky, before pushing out again, and more of Jarod slipped inside.

“There you go, baby boy, push out again for me. You are doing so well. I want you to feel all my cock so I can make you feel good,” Jarod told the bespectacled nine-year-old pinned beneath him. Two more pushes and he‘d be balls deep inside the no longer innocent boy.

Skylar kept trying to follow the older man’s instructions. He wanted to please the handsome college student so much. Sky sighed and relaxed as he pushed out, letting Jarod sink even deeper. Breathing steadily, Sky pushed out one more time, only to feel the shaved balls of his molester finally touch his bottom for the first time. He smiled up at Jarod, proud that every inch was now buried in his boy pussy.

“Good job, baby boy, you’ve got all of me,” Jarod bent down to begin kissing Skylar again as he waited for the small boy to get used to having a man’s cock in his tight boy pussy.

Sky relaxed as he and Jarod began to kiss, distracting him from the pain of taking his first man cock.

While they continued to kiss, Jarod began to slowly rock in and out of Sky’s tight boy's cunt, savoring the fiery, velvety softness. The strokes grew longer and longer as they continued to kiss. As the strokes became more prolonged and more forceful, Sky began to moan into Jarod’s mouth.

Jarod pulled back from kissing to enjoy the sounds he was creating in the nine-year-old. He could tell the lil boy was beginning to relish his fuck, He slowly started to build to long dicking Sky.

“Yes, so, good!” whimpered Sky as a fire began to burn inside his boy pussy. The need for more brutal and faster thrusts from Jarod. “Harder, HARDER, FUCKING HARDER! “ Sky demanded as the need for Jarod’s, hell, anyone’s cock grew.

Jarod grinned down at Sky, “You’re a lil slut aren’t you?” The college boy asked as he started pulling out and thrusting in hard. Every thrust made Sky squeak in pleasure.

“OH YES! HARDER! FASTER! FUCK ME HARDER! OH, GOD!” Skylar howled in pleasure. He wanted this to go on forever because it felt so good. Suddenly, Sky screamed as his fifth climax hit him harder than the previous one Jon had made him feel. Thoughts of the man down the street, who had fucked Elliot at the pool, now flooded his mind; he wanted him to fuck him too. He wanted more cock, more from Jarod, Edmund’s cock, anyone's cock, so long as it made him feel this good. He wanted to be fucked forever.

Jarod could tell Sky was now in full-blown boy-slut mode. Men would use him for years to come. He picked up the pace of his fucking of the small boy. His balls slapped hard against the nine-year-old’s ass as they kissed continuously as Jarod fucked Sky.

“You’re such a good lil slut pussy boy,” growled Jarod, working to plant his first load inside Sky. He planned to fill the cute boy up before letting Edmund take his first ride in the cute boy. He didn’t want to waste good natural lube. He pounded Skylar’s boy button, wanting the nine-year-old cum one more time, before he climaxed.

“OH, GOD! NO! I CAN’T! PLEASE NO! FUCK!” Sky screamed as a sixth climax hit harder than any of the previous ones had.

“FUCK YES! TAKE IT! TAKE MY LOAD SLUT!” Jarod howled in pleasure as his cock began pulsing as it fired his load. “FUCK YES! SLUT!”

“OH SHIT! NO!” Skylar wailed as yet another climax hit him.

Jarod grinned as Sky came hard. He loved the fiery, velvet tightness of the boy’s insides and how it made him feel, bringing the bespectacled boy to a climax as he filled him with a week’s worth of jizz. He wanted to flood the boy, lubing him for Edmund, because he remembered how his mentor loved fucking in other men’s cum. Damn, this was one fantastic fuck. He knew the lil whore would be well fucked by both him and Edmund before he left for the day.

Jimmy and Dean had bred Elliot twice more before switching with George and taking the sexy lil blonde friend of the cumslut he had just used like a Fleshlight. His friend turned out to be just as much fun to use, giving Jace a good ol’ chock and poke. They didn’t need to lube him because George had dumped two loads in him already. It looked like a fun afternoon with the two dinge-queen boys. They needed to make sure they got a repeat performance before the summer was over.

“Your friend has a nice boy cunt, but I think I might like yours just a little better whore, but we’ll see before the day is out, right slut?” George whispered into Elliot’s ear as he mounted the boy doggie-style.

“GAWD DAMN!” moaned Jimmy as he slid inside Jace first. Dean had gotten the first white lil slut, so it was his turn to start. “’ D’ ypu’re going to enjoy this boy cunt.”

Laughing, Dean replied, “This one knows his way around a cock,” he said, beginning his face-fucking of the blonde eight-year-old white boy slut they were now sharing.

The three men continued using Elliot and Jace, flooding them multiple times until late afternoon.

Jace and Elliot’s holes still had small gapes as they prepared to ride their bikes back to Jace’s house for their sleepover with Sky. As the two boys rode jizz kept leaking from their boy pussys and down their smooth, hairless legs. By the time they reached Jace’s house, the back of the boys’ shorts was soaking wet with jizz.

“We’ve got to do that again,” giggled Elliot, as they dropped their bikes on the lawn and headed inside, dropping their wet shorts on the entrance floor as they entered the house.

“Fuck yeah, we have to!” Jace heartily agreed, noticing Elliot was still as hard as he was. He wondered what his dad had planned for them,

They headed to the kitchen for some Gatorade to quench their thirst. Getting fucked for hours tended to do that. Instead of seeing Jace’s dad at the kitchen table, the boys were greeted by a naked college student, whose cock started to rise as he caught sight of the two eight-year-olds.

“Hi, you must be Jace and Elliot,” the handsome man said with a smile. “I’m Jarod. I’m taking a break while your dad and brother are still playing with Sky,” he said as an introduction.

“Well, I guess we should keep you entertained while they’re playing. Have you seen our playroom yet?” Jace asked Jarod.

“It’s lots of fun,” grinned Elliot as he stood there with Jace as they stroked their boy nails.

“No, I haven’t seen it yet, but I bet it’s a fun place to play,” Jarod said, standing and stroking his hard, eight-inch cock and following the two boys down to the basement.

Both boys grinned at him. “It is,” Jace said, leading the way.

Chapter Text

Summer Project
Chapter Eleven

Edmund smiled as he, Jon, and Skylar found Jarod and Jace spit-roasting Elliot, like the whore he now was. He had already helped start Skylar on his own path to whoredom. Edmund was looking forward to seeing how far the nine-year-old had come by the end of the evening. He had already chosen eight men to occupy the four boys. There were a couple of Blacks for Jace and Elliot, a couple of silver-haired bears, a couple of twenty-something otters, one regular Hispanic, and a thirty-five-year-old Hispanic level-three molester who liked boys their ages. They were all eight-plus and uncut. It was a nice mix of men to teach Skylar; he would have to serve all sorts of men. He knew Jace and Elliot would be excited to see him take his first Black cock.

“Wow, they’re doing the same thing we were doing upstairs. I really liked doing that,” exclaimed Skylar, excited to see that Elliot was like him and enjoyed sucking and getting fucked at the same time. He couldn’t believe how much fun he was having at Daddy Edmund’s today. He wished he could have started at the same age Jon had, so he would have enjoyed all the pleasures he’d found today for much longer. Skylar couldn’t imagine not getting fucked at least once by Edmund every day. He’d prefer, though, at least two men so both holes were taken care of.

Things were going well. Elliot’s videos were selling well, especially those featuring Black men. He was on par with Jace in video sales. With Elliot looking so young, men ate it up, seeing such a young boy being a total whore for Black cock. “You guys look like you are having fun,” Edmund said with a grin.

“Most definitely, this one has barely switched with your son. He loves being fucked like a proper lil’ bitch boy. Of course, he’s way up in the clouds,” Jarod chuckled. “Thanks to somebody,” he said, grinning at Jace.

“Guilty,” grinned Jace, who looked in the same condition as Elliot.

“Why don’t you let your brother have a go? He hasn’t been blown by Elliot today,” Edmund told his youngest. “You can fuck Sky since you haven’t had the chance yet today.”

“Sweet,” Jace grinned, pulling out of Elliot’s mouth. “Batter up.” He laughed, smacking Jon’s ass.

Edmund couldn’t help but smile as he listened to Elliot’s whimpers at the loss of a cock from his mouth. Elliot was now definitely on par with his sons. He’d put the eight-year-old up against either of his sons and couldn't predict who would win. He’d taken to sex like a duck to water. Edmund never guessed he’d come along so quickly. He suspected that, no matter what, Elliot and Skylar would have turned out to be pillow biters anyway. They were starting a bit earlier, preparing for the tops they'd encounter for the rest of their lives. Those types of boys, though, were rarely encountered and always gave their sons a run for their money. Finding two at once indicated that Edmund had made the right choice by being here.

“Hey slut,” Jon said, smiling down at Elliot as he took Jace’s place at the cute eight-year-old’s mouth.

“Hey! Have fun?” An obviously tweaked out of his eight-year-old mind, Elliot asked, smiling up at his friend.

Jon “Hell yeah, I did, he’s almost as good a fuck as you are, chuckled Jon.

“Oh, I’m not letting him take my crown,” Elliot panted, looking up at his friend as his boy pussy was being ravaged by Jarod, whom he had only met three hours earlier. Time passed quickly for him during sex. “Gimme,” a grinning Elliot commanded, reaching up to grab Jon’s hard three inches and pulling the nine-year-old boy's cock toward his open mouth.

“Fuck yeah! ‘L’, you’re getting almost as good as Jace,” chuckled Jon as he smirked at Jace, who was fucking Skylar like the Energizer Bunny on cocaine.

“OH FUCK! OH SHIT! FUCK! CUMMING AGAIN! FUCK!” Elliot bayed as his fifth climax hit him hard.

“SHIT! MUTHR FUCKER! TAKE…MY…FUCKN…LOAD…SLUT!” Jarod howled as he pumped another load into one of the hottest pieces of ass he’d had in the last few years. This eight-year-old ho was born to be used, used hard. Edmund was a lucky bastard, finding all the best cumsluts. The two new boys would be pleasuring men with their bodies for at least eight to ten years before turning legal. Only if that were true for so many other boys?

“Fuck Sky, I love fucking you with other people’s spooge as lube. IT…MAKES…YOU…SO… FUCK’N…SLIPPERY!” Jace roared, accenting each word with a powerful thrust. “SHIT! CUMMING! FUCK!”

“Looks like there is a hole open now for you, Jarod.” Laughed Edmund as Jace pulled out of his friend’s well-fucked, leaking hole.

“How many?” Jace asked once he caught his breath. His father knew he meant how many Black men were coming tonight. George and the others only whetted his appetite for more Black cock, and he knew the same was true for Elliot. He was pleased as fuck to have a partner in crime who was also looking for Black dick. Especially now, he knew there would be at least three Black custodians to fuck them during school. All thanks to Terry and his uncle from Elliot’s Black gangbang. It was looking like a fantastic rest of the year.

“A total of two, with a total of eight guys altogether, including one #3. You and Elliot will be happy that the two are ten inches,” Edmund told his youngest, letting him know there would be a level three sex offender in the group tonight. He never mixed with the violent ones, only repeat offenders who couldn’t resist fucking six- to ten-year-olds. Elliot and Sky were definitely going to be repeatedly fucked. Once Jarod had another ride with Skylar, they’d break for dinner. The first group with the #3 would be there around six, while the second group was due at about ten. The first group, if they wanted and paid extra, could stay longer, but the second group had first dibs on fucking the boys.

The group ate dinner around the pool before Jarod had to leave, but he promised to see Skylar again before the summer was out. The boys helped Edmund clean up, then headed down to the basement to get tweaked out while they waited for the first group of men to arrive. Jon made sure Skylar was tweaked out of his mind, while Elliot and Jace weren’t far behind their new friend.

The basement door opened, and the sound of footsteps on the stairs distracted the boys from blowing clouds. The boys were greeted by a dark, handsome, Black, well-built gym rat with a nice, thick, uncut ten inches; an older, silver-haired granddad with a hefty, thick, cut almost nine inches; a tall, wraith-like, twenty-something otter with a girthy, uncut nine inches; and a well-built, inked, handsome thirty-five-year-old Hispanic man with a nearly ten-inch uncut, thick cock.

Elliot and Jace grinned at one another as soon as they spotted the Black gym rat. Elliot smirked at Jace and told him to go first; he wanted the Hispanic man. Elliot had discovered that glory holes at the park could be just as much fun with Hispanics as with Blacks. He found their sweaty bodies turned him on just as much as sweaty Blacks did, if not more. He was also turned on by the tattoos they often had.

Fuck, thought Paco as the cute brunette who looked about six years old approached him. He was looking forward to trying him on for size. He loved six- or seven-year-olds most, but wouldn’t turn away eight- or nine-year-olds; ten, though, was starting to push the limits of his tastes. Edmund had told him all the boys were broken in, so he didn’t need to hold back. They were there to be fucked.

“Hey, Papi,” Elliot said, walking up with a huge smile. “You want to fuck my boy pussy, like the cumslut I am?” he asked, licking his lips at the thought of taking the man’s nearly ten-inch cock. Elliot suspected the man would fuck him good. He loved the idea of being the man’s personal whore.

“Well, aren’t you a cutie?” Paco said, smiling at Elliot and reaching down to caress the boy’s nude, erect form. “You like Papi’s cock, baby?”

“Yes, Papi, I bet it will feel so good fucking my slutty whore boy pussy,” Elliot said, smiling at the man as he began stroking the beautiful, almost ten-inch-thick, uncut cock in front of him. “I want to feel you fucking my whore boy pussy with it, Papi,” he said, grinning, leading the man by his cock to a wedge-shaped pillow. Elliot quickly assumed his favorite position on his back, with his legs pulled back and spread wide open to be used as the whore he now was, thanks to Edmund. “Fuck me like the slutty pussy boy I am,” the eight-year-old begged.

“Papi is going to fuck you so good, making you miss him when he’s not inside you, slut,” growled a smiling Paco. He’d never had such a willing six-year-old to fuck, not realizing Elliot was actually eight. The boy beneath him might not be a virgin, but he had no doubt he was gonna be a hot lil fuck. Paco slapped his drooling glans against the winking hole he was about to penetrate with his thick, almost ten-inch cock.

“OH!” gasped Elliot as the older Hispanic man pushed in a good three inches with his first powerful thrust. “YES! LIKE THAT, PAPI!” Elliot bellowed as the man shoved another three-plus inches of cock into his hungry hole. “GIVE IT TO ME!” the small eight-year-old begged.

“Fuck, bitch, you’re a nasty lil slut,” growled Paco as he slowly buried his cock balls-deep in the lil bitch. The boy might not be a virgin, but his still-tight hole felt amazing around his cock. He smiled to himself, realizing the lil whore was still loaded up from a previous fuck. That made it even hotter to think about fucking a preloaded six-year-old.

Jace moaned in pleasure as the Black gym rat sank slowly into his expert boy pussy. “Fuck, you’ve got a hot fuckin’ piece of ass,” growled the Black man, his heavy, shaved balls smacking against Jace’s tight ass. “Gonna pound your pussy, bitch.”

“Rail my boy cunt! Use me like the whore I am,” Jace begged the mocha-colored man. He needed the man to wreck his hole with that thick, uncut ten-inch cock. The afternoon at George’s had left him hungry for more Black cock. He was glad his new best friend, Elliot, let him take the night’s first Black cock. Jace smiled as he watched the Hispanic man, long-dick Elliot, as his friend, begged for it harder.

Jon moaned loudly as the twenty-something otter, with his Coke-can-thick nine-inch cock, slammed into him, fucking him like the whore he was, begging to be used like the cumslut he knew he was. “So good, so fuckin’ good!” the nine-year-old whimpered as he surrendered to the twenty-something who used him as a Fleshlight.

Skylar loved the heavy-set, silver-haired bear’s thick hair as the older man fucked him missionary style with his almost nine-inch Red Bull-thick cock. The man’s thick hair made his body tingle with pleasure as the man rammed him repeatedly with that wonderfully thick, long cock. Sky couldn’t believe how much his body craved thick cocks fucking him. He was glad he had met Elliot, Jace, and Jon, and that he was learning to give pleasure to men like Edmund and Jarod. He was looking forward to having the older man who had fucked Elliot fuck him as well. Maybe he could have Elliot camp out with him, and they could both visit the man after his mother had gone to sleep.

Edmund sat back, enjoying his single malt whiskey, watching the invited men use his sons and their friends. They were going to be well fucked by the end of the night, though Skylar’s night was going to be longer. Edmund planned to fuck him at least a couple more times, just as he had fucked Elliot on his first sleepover. He wasn’t planning to dose the others with sleeping pills at first, like Skylar. He suspected they would sneak out to play in the men’s room at the public park near their house. From what he had heard through the grapevine, it was a popular place at night. The half-naked, horny, well-tweaked boys would be popular with the men.

The first group of men used the horny boys for about 4 hours before the next group of molesters arrived. Jace allowed Elliot to take the older Black bear’s ten inches first in the second round of fuckers. Jace, meanwhile, took on an inked, well-hung, nine-and-a-half-inch Hispanic wraith-like skaterboy.

Jon and Skylar took on a couple of Asian twins with nine-inch penises. They were well-built deliverymen from a local Chinese restaurant. The twins made Jon and Skylar kiss while fucking the two boys doggie-style. The twenty-something twins engaged in a kissing bout as they long-dicked the two nine-year-olds, treating them like the slutty whores they were now.

The second group played with the boys until nearly two in the morning, when Edmund called it a night. He wanted the boys to get some rest before morning, especially Skylar, who would be fucked several more times while he slept in Edmund’s bed. The other boys would no doubt play at the park with some men, but they had to be back by 4:30 AM to take their sleeping pills.

Edmund had no plans for Jon, Jace, or Elliot in the morning; they could sleep in while Skylar was going to take a few more cocks before being fucked again by Edmund. He had arranged for two more Silver daddy-bears to join them around nine, so Skylar was completely broken into being a slut. He planned to market the cute bespectacled nine-year-old to older men. He looked like a perfect grandson for older bears. He had already received multiple requests from the older bears he had advertised Skylar to on the dark web.

Skylar loved the idea of sleeping alone with Edmund. The man was already a better father to him than his own deadbeat father, who had left his mother for a much younger woman and cut off contact with his only son just a couple of years earlier. Edmund gave him a couple of sleeping pills so he would be rested for some fun the next morning.

Meanwhile, Jon, Jace, and Elliot blew more clouds, then donned sagging basketball shorts and nothing else, quietly leaving the house to bike to the nearby park to hunt for more cock. Elliot was pleased to find the two twenty-something Black men he had met there before. He and Jace went off with them into the woods, as they had before. A small group of men gathered around to watch the two men use Elliot and Jace like the sluts they were.

While Elliot and Jace played in the woods with their two men, Jon found a well-hung college boy to fuck him on a picnic table. A couple of men joined them, and Jon blew them while the college boy fucked him hard and well.

Edmund spoon-fucked Skylar as they watched the video of Jarod’s time with the cute nine-year-old. Even before they had finished, Skylar drifted off to sleep, enjoying Edmund’s fucking. Jon and Jace’s dad whispered all sorts of nasty things and ideas into the small boy’s ear as he continued fucking him. He loved corrupting boys through their subconscious. It was just another fun way to reduce the risk of future resistance. Their minds were open and ready to become the slutty whores they were meant to be.

By 4:30, the boys had returned from the park and their fun. Jon popped his head into Edmund’s bedroom and found his dad fucking Skylar again. He gave his dad a thumbs-up, then he and the others cleaned up before taking their sleeping pills and curling up together on Jon’s bed to rest after their day’s adventures. It had been a good day.

Skylar moaned as he woke, feeling a large cock fucking his sloppy hole. He started to turn his head to see who was fucking him, since the man seemed much bigger than Edmund, but a hard cock smacked his face. A large, hairy belly blocked out the man’s face as an extra-thick cock forced its way into Skylar’s mouth.

A hand grabbed a handful of Sky’s hair, yanking the nine-year-old’s face down onto the cock fucking the small boy’s overstuffed mouth. “That’s it, whore, suck my cock, slut,” a deep, gravelly voice growled at the small boy being molested.

The man fucking him was quickly sending him toward a big dry cum as he pounded his happy button. “If you like his mouth, wait till you try his boy cunt,” a deep voice moaned as he pounded the nine-year-old’s ass.

Suddenly, Skylar began to tremble as his climax overtook him. He moaned around the cock face-fucking him, his two-and-a-half inches shaking like a tree in a windstorm.

“Oh fuck, the slut is trying to make me flood his cunt,” the man fucking Skylar, half growled and half moaned. He buried his cock deep inside the cute nine-year-old, pausing as Sky’s climax shook his body. Once the small body stopped shaking, the man began fucking him again, long-dicking Sky hard.

“God damn, bitch, you’ve got a mouth like a Hoover,” growled the bear of a man, face-fucking Sky. “Can’t wait to try that tight pussy.”

Skylar tried to yell as a powerful climax hit him again hard, his happy button battered too many times. His whole body trembled as the wave of tingling hit hard.

“Fuck, I love the way he moans with his mouth stuffed full of cock. It almost makes me want to jizz,” moaned the man, face-fucking the cute nine-year-old.

“OH…FUCK…TAKE…MY…NUTT…SLUT!” The fucking Skylar howled in triumph as he finally unloaded deep inside the lil whore boy he was fucking. The man huffed and shook as he planted three days’ worth of jizz inside the young boy who reminded him of his grandson. “Fuck, this is some good boy cunt,” the man said, stroking in and out of Sky for several long minutes before pulling back and making room for the man who had been face-fucking him. “Batter up,” he chuckled as the other man moved to take his place. “He’s a better piece of ass than my grandson, and that’s saying something.”

“He’s got a nice gape going, but it needs to be a bit wider,” laughed the other heavy-set bear as he pushed slowly, balls deep, inside the cute nine-year-old. “Fuck, love sloppy seconds,” moaned Skylar’s latest fucker.

Before Sky’s first fucker could tell the small boy to suck him, Sky grabbed his cock and pulled it toward his open mouth. He loved the taste of cum and the ass juices from a cock that had just finished using him. “MMmm,” moaned Sky as he moved to deep-throat the man’s hard nine-inch uncut cock. Since the day before, the nine-year-old had been constantly hungry for more cock. Jarod had created that hunger after Jon had taken his cherry. He wanted Elliot to sleep out with him in his tent, and the two of them could visit the man from the pool who lived only a couple of houses down.

“Damn, he’s a horny lil slut,” chuckled the man he was sucking on.

“Fuck yeah, he is a hot lil whore. Thanks for lubing and warming him up for me,” groaned Sky’s latest fucker as he began long-dicking the small nine-year-old.

“No problem, always like to help a friend,” the man laughed. Skylar was sucking his cock like it was the last he’d ever get.

“Shit, I love how much jizz he has in him. Makes fucking the lil bitch a dream, a wet one,” chuckled the heavy-set man fucking Skylar, his golfball-sized balls smacking hard against the young boy’s hairless ass.

“God damn, the lil whore is going to make me nutt again,” groaned the man Skylar was sucking. He tried to force his cock deeper into the cute boy’s throat as he began firing into the boy’s throat and stomach.

Sky’s body suddenly began trembling and shaking hard again as another climax hit. His moans made the man he had been sucking shoot a couple of spurts of jizz.

“Fuck… he’s better… than… my grandson,” huffed the man as he caught his breath.

“Yeah, he’s…a hot…lil whore, definitely…gonna use…him…again,” panted the man as he neared his own climax. “FUCK!” he roared, flooding Skylar’s no longer virgin boy hole.

The man’s orgasm sent Skylar into another hard climax. “Shit!” Sky howled as the cock he’d been sucking withdrew.

 

The man fucking Skylar, pumped in and out a few more times before pulling out. He smacked the cute nine-year-old’s ass a couple of times. “Nice fuck, slut,” growled the heavy-set man. “Thanks for letting us take him for a ride.”

“I trust he met your satisfaction, gentlemen,” Edmund asked.

“More than met them,” chuckled the man Skylar had just been sucking. “I’ll have to bring my grandson next time I visit.”

“The more the merrier,” chuckled Edmund as he walked over to a smiling Skylar and ruffled his disheveled hair. “Like your wake-up, Skylar?”

“Yes, Daddy, I wish I could wake up like that every morning,” he said, grinning up at Edmund.

“Let’s get you cleaned up before breakfast, buddy,” said Edmund, guiding the small nine-year-old toward his bathroom. He was sure Skylar had at least one more fuck in him before breakfast. Elliot and his sons were already playing in Jon’s bathroom. It had been a profitable night breaking Skylar in for his latest stable of boys. Pity he and his boys had to go out of town over the weekend. He suspected Elliot would make sure Skylar learned how to find other men to molest him. Elliot had fit so perfectly into the new world he inhabited with his sons. He was glad Jon and Jace had found him.

Skylar moaned loudly as Edmund slid inside his sloppy boy-pussy. “Yes, fuck me!” he begged his molester.

“That I am Buddy,” chuckled Edmund as he began fucking the small nine-year-old.