I'm a firm believer, that we have no more choice over what we are drawn to sexually, than we have over what our taste buds like, when we sit down at the table. PEACE...MILKER
Since some of you may not like this story and what it's about, may I suggest that you click on my name, that's up next to the title of this story and perhaps you will find one that's more to your liking....Milker
When your a little boy, both in size and in age and another older boy somehow gets you to lay down on a bed with him naked, you have no idea whatsoever about what's about to happen to you until it's already to late.
He's touching and even feeling on your little cock, maybe you've even got a boner by then if your old enough. Yes, I know that even a baby can get a boner from just having to pee but I'm talking about one that's there because it was sexually excited by you or a girl or even someone else like in this case, the older boy.
Eventually his warm thick finger's, find their way down to your tiny little nut-sac, something that even you haven't touched very much...yet... for whatever the reason. Tugging on them, squeezing on them gently, watching your face and listening to the tiny little whimper's that are coming out of you, as he keeps doing it again and again.
By then your not afraid anymore, as you relax and let him spread your tiny little leg's even wider.
He's in no hurry now, he knows that he's got you, as he slowly reaches over, takes ahold of your little hand, guides it down to his waiting boner and then gets you to feel it.
You don't wanna anger him, so you take ahold of it and feel the warmth 9f it in your little hand.
He moan's...as he feel's your tiny little finger's trying to circle it but it's to big and they won't go completely around it. Again you don't wanna anger him, so you start feeling along the shaft, not even understanding with the huge vein's are, as your little finger's travel along it...making it even harder...for what... you don't even know yet... but he sure does.
Maybe he even gets you to slide down on the warm soft bed and kiss it... if he's lucky...but that doesn't usually happen... not the first few time's that he's getting you to play with it anyway, that usually comes later and he's patient.
The first time that he's with you, he has to be satisfied with just getting you to touch it and he is, as he calmly gets up off of the bed and then out of nowhere, he tell's you that you have to go home now.
Nothing makes sense to you anymore, as he stands there beside the bed looking down at you, with his long skinny boner still sticking straight out in front of him and you wonder what you did wrong, that made him mad at you.
Yes, he's standing there and getting you to look at his boner, his long skinny boner and trying to get you to want it... Yes, want it in ways that you've haven't even dreamed about yet, but he doesn't care, he's gonna try and get you to want it anyway.
You don't understand what's going on, you don't even have a clue, all you can think about as you stand at the end of the bed, bent over and slowly slipping your little white cotton underwear back on, along with your levis, is that you've angered him and you don't even know how you did it.
It's not until 3 weeks later that your phone rings and he asks if you wanna come over and watch video's with him again. And you not knowing, that he wants you to watch them in the bedroom with him and not in the livingroom like before, you say..." Ok, I'll be right over " and as he hangs up the phone, he rubs his boner through his old levis and calmly waits for you.
Waiting for you like a spider, a spider with a web, a huge thick web that he's carefully spun for you...But you don't know anything about it yet and that's what he's counting on.
When you get there, he tell's that the VCR in the livingroom is broken and that you'll have to come upstairs with him to watch them. And since you've already been up there with him before you don't think anything of it, as he gets you to follow him up into his bedroom, just like a little puppy would.
When he turns the VCR on, there's already a tape in it and when it starts playing, he let's you see part of it, just enough of it for you to see that it's a dirty tape, before he pretends that he didn't know that it was still in there and calmly stops it.
He'd been watching your face... to see how you reacted to it and when he saw that you weren't shocked by it, he tell's you that he's sorry...that he'd been watching it earlier and how he'd forgotten and left it in there.
" That's ok, I've seen some of them before."
" Oh Really?"
" Uh huh." I was lying to him but I didn't want him to know that I'd never seen one, so I had to.
" Wanna watch it?"
" Ok, I guess so."
We were halfway through the movie when Bobby got up and went into the bathroom to pee or at least that's what I thought that he was doing. But when he finally came back out of the bathroom, he was completely naked again and his cock was all swollen and swinging back and forth out in front of him, as he crawled up onto the bed with me.
" Come on Billy, take your clothes off, it's more fun to watch dirty movie's when your naked or didn't you know that."
Since he'd already seen me naked the last time that I was over there, I had no problem whatsoever in taking my clothes off in front of him. But I did have a problem with him seeing how my little boner was now hard as a rock and sticking out, as I crawled up onto the bed with him.
As soon as Bobby saw it, he reached over and touched it lightly, just enough for me to feel it, as he looked at me and said, " What's this?"
I didn't know what to say, because I was so embarrassed that I already had a boner and we hadn't even watched the movie yet. But I was even more embarrassed when he whispered, " Your excited, aren't ya Billy?"
" Am not."
" Yes you are, why else would you have a boner Billy, if you weren't excited?"
" I don't know, I've just got one, I don't know why it's there."
Before I could say any more, Bobby calmly reached over, took ahold of it and started working the soft loose skin back and forth on it.
" What are you doing?"
" Shh, you like that, don't ya Billy?"
" Ya but."
" Good, has anybody kissed it yet?"
" You heard me, has anybody kissed your boner yet?"
" I will, if you want me to."
" Why not Billy?"
" Because that's nasty, that's why."
" No it isn't Billy...here watch."
Before I even knew what he was doing, he'd already bent down, brushed his warm soft lips against the end of it, raised up and was talking to me again, just like nothing had happened.
" See, was that nasty?"
" No, I guess not."
" Want me to do it again?"
" Ok, if you really want to."
" Oh, I want to Billy, just lay back and let me do it."
Bobby didn't say any more, he didn't have to, as he slid down on the bed, took ahold of my little boner and started licking softly on the end of it, again and again, with his soft warm tongue.
I couldn't believe it, there he was licking on the end of my little boner like it was an ice cream cone, an ice cream that was melting and he had to lick on it faster and faster.
Lick/Lick................Lickinggg........Circling the little head.....
caressing it with his warm soft tongue. "Umm"...Lick/lick.
I don't know how long he'd been licking and sucking on the end of it, before all at once he just stopped, rolled over onto his back, took ahold of his swollen boner and whispered, " Now me."
" Come on Billy, I licked yours, now you lick mine."
" I won't tell anybody that you did it Billy, I promise."
I don't know what it was about him promising me that he wouldn't tell on me if I did it, that made it alright for me to go ahead and do it but something about it sure did. Because the next thing I knew, I was up on my hands and knees, bending down over it and letting him rub the wet swollen tip of it up against my mouth and I kissed it, just like he wanted me to.
" Oh, see Billy, it's not nasty, kiss it again."
He was right, it wasn't nasty, only the thought of doing it was nasty to me and that was gone now because I'd already done it.
Looking down at it, I could see a clear liquid, starting to slowly ooze out of the little hole in end of it and I thought it was pee.
" Why are you peeing?"
" I'm not peeing."
" Yes you are...look."
" That's not pee Billy, that's pre-cum."
" Pre-cum Billy, taste it, it's sweet, just like candy, you'll like it."
" Come on Billy, I wouldn't lie to you...watch."
I was totally shocked as I watched Bobby reach down, touch the clear liquid with his fingertip, raise his finger to his mouth and then lick at the clear liquid with his tiny little tongue until it was all gone.
" Come on Billy taste it, see...I did." " It's not pee Billy, I promise."
Once again I didn't want him to get mad at me and the next thing I knew, I was bending down over it again...watching as it got closer and closer and then slowly sliding my tiny pink tongue out...when I got to it.
" Do it Billy, lick it."
I didn't wanna do it, as I held my little tongue out over the end of it, closed my eye's and then just barely touched it, before jerking my little tongue back into my mouth and moving away from it.
Bobby was smart, he didn't say anything. He knew that my mind was processing what I'd just done and trying to be alright with it, so he left me alone and went into the bathroom.
He was right, it was sweet and not offensive, like I'd thought that it was gonna be.
In fact to be honest I liked it and I'm embarrassed to admit it, whatever that mean's.
When Bobby finally came back out of the bathroom his boner was gone and his now limp cock was just hanging down in front of him...But then I noticed it, his cock was still leaking some of the clear stuff and it was stringing down from the head of his cock now and almost down to his knee.
He knew that I'd seen it, as he slowly moved over to the side of the bed and then just stood there and waited. Knowing full-well what was going to happen next, even though I sure didn't.
I don't know how long I laid there on the bed, looking at the clear string of sweet liquid, running from his cock and then going down to his inner thigh, before the little moan came out of me and the next thing I knew, he had me over there licking at the long string of it, until it was all gone.
I don't know how long he'd been standing there and getting me to lick on it, when all of a sudden, he pushed me away from it, turned, ran into the bathroom and locked the door.
Once again I thought that I'd done something wrong with it and when he didn't come back out of the bathroom, I knew that he was mad at me, so I got dressed and went home.
The next time that Bobby called me and asked me if I wanted to come over and play again, I knew that this might be the last time that he'd ask me to come over again but even I was surprised when I heard myself whispering into the phone, " Only if we can watch and play the same movie again."
" Oh shit Billy, we can watch it again, if you really want to."
" I do, don't you?"
He didn't even answer me, he just hung-up the phone and started weaving his web even tighter for me, as he got the movie ready, took his cock out and stroked it, as he waited for me to come over.
Little did I know...that tonite...I was gonna to lose something that I didn't even know that I had yet...I was gonna lose my tiny little asshole cherry and Bobby was the one that was gonna take it.
When I got there 15 minutes later, Bobby took me straight up into his bedroom and quietly closed the door.
" Shhh , we have to be quiet because my uncle's asleep down in the basement,ok."
The movie was already playing when we walked into the bedroom, so Bobby didn't waste any time before he went into the bathroom and came back out naked again.
I was still half dressed and sitting on the side of the bed, as he walked up to me, took ahold of his long skinny boner, held it out to me and whispered, " Kiss it Billy " and I did.
" Oh yeah."
I didn't feel so embarrassed this time, about how easy it had been for him to get me to kiss it. But I did feel embarrassed after I'd done it and was pulling away from it. I felt embarrassed because now instead of the clear stringy liquid running down from it and down onto his leg, it was running from the end of his long skinny boner and still attached to my bottom lip. I felt so weird as I tried to brush it away before he could see it but he'd seen it anyway and told me to eat it and eventually I did.
I had everything off but my underwear and as I stood-up to slide them down, he reached out, took ahold of my little hand and said, " Wait, here let me do it " and before I even knew what was happening, he'd knelt down in front of me, right there beside his bed.
I had the strangest feeling inside, as I looked down and watched him reach out, take ahold of the top of my little white cotton underwear and start to peel them down, slowly.
It was like he was in no hurry to get them down, like he was savoring every moment of it, until they finally cleared my little boner and he moaned, as he watched it pop up over the top of them.
As soon as he had my little boy panties off, that's what my aunt called them, he pushed me down onto the bed gently, rolled me onto my stomach and crawled up on top of me.
I didn't understand what he was doing, not even when I felt his warm hard boner sliding back and forth inbetween my little butt cheeks, sliding back and forth and rubbing and caressing, my tiny little asshole. He was dry fucking me and since I didn't even know what dry fucking was yet, I just more-or-less let him do it and didn't even try and stop him.
" Does that feel good, Billy?"
" Uh huh, I guess so."
He slid his warm boner back and forth, inbetween my tiny little butt cheeks for at least another 2 minutes, before I felt him reaching down inbetween us and then I felt something mashing and then pushing even harder, up against my tiny little asshole.
" Stop, stop Bobby, what are you doing."
" Shhh, hush Billy, remember my uncle."
He was right, I'd forgotten all about his uncle, who was sleeping down in the basement but the pressure that he was putting up against my tiny little asshole was starting to hurt me and once again, I was begging him to stop but he wouldn't and all of a sudden it happened.
As soon as he figured that he had my tiny little asshole covered with his clear slick pre-cum, he reached around and covered my mouth with one hand, while he guided his long skinny boner up into my tight little warm ass with his other hand.
" Agghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Noooooooooooooooo, Nooooooooooooooooooooo, It's Hurtsssssssss, what are you doinggggggggggggggg?"
Even though I was screaming and begging him to stop, you couldn't hear me because besides having my mouth covered with his hand, he'd also mashed my face down into the pillow and was holding it there, the whole time that I was screaming.
I could feel his warm boner working its way up into me, inch by inch, until he finally had enough of it up inside of me to fuck me with it and that's what he did, he started fucking me with it.
I don't know how long it took for me to understand that he was fucking me. All I know is that by the time I knew what was happening, it was already to late because he was having his way with me and for whatever the reason, I was letting him.
Yes, letting him because by then, it was starting to feel good to me, really good.
When he finally let me raise my head back up off of the pillow and I was able to turn it, I saw an old man standing in the doorway, watching what he was doing to me and I started screaming and telling him to stop again but he wouldn't and the next thing I knew, I could feel his warm boner jerking up inside of me again and again and again, spewing its warm white liquid all over the inside's of my tiny little rectum.
Bobby didn't care that his old uncle was standing there in the doorway watching us, he had to cum and he couldn't stop now, even if he'd wanted to.
By the time Bobby had rolled back up off of me and went into the bathroom, his uncle had left the doorway and I jumped up, got dressed as fast as I could and ran all the way home.
I don't know what I was afraid of, I think that I was afraid of having a baby or whatever, believe it or not, because he'd squirted his warm white cum up into me. And that's why I ran straight into our bathroom, pulled my pants and underwear down, sat down on the white toilet and let it all of it run back out of me.
The next time Bobby called me and asked me if I wanted to come over and play again, I couldn't even answer him and finally he hung-up.
I wasn't mad at him and I wasn't even mad at me for what he'd done to me. I was embarrassed because his uncle had caught him doing it and Bobby knew that he was watching us, as he kept pumping his warm boner back and forth in me, faster and faster, until it eventually squirted and he left his warm white cum up inside of me.
I'd like to say that Bobby never got me to do it with him again but I can't because he did, many times. In fact he not only got me to do it with him, until I was all the way through junior high-school, somewhere along the way his uncle had joined in and both of them did me, sometimes one after another, but usually they did me together.