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By Chris Carr
When Glen first saw him he was standing
outside the burger stand, his hands in his pockets. He wore green plaid shorts,
a green shirt and a green ski cap, stylishly cocked back on his head. What
caught Glen’s attention, however, was that cute, bubble butt. As he drove into
the parking lot, he almost bumped the car ahead of him, staring at the boy’s
cute little butt.
Making his way inside he caught sight of
the boy playing around with an older boy. Subtly observing, his heart raced when
the boy’s cute little butt jiggled as he cavorted with the older boy. Heart in
his throat, Glen imagined his face gliding about those smooth buns, a familiar
sensation passing over his midsection extending his dick…
Distracted, he hadn’t heard the woman at the order window. Placing his order,
he stood opposite the boy and his friend. Waiting off to the side with his
friend he seemed fun-loving and personable. Just Glen’s type!
The burger stand busy there were plenty
of customers waiting their orders, including an impatient 20-something that kept
walking up to the pickup window and complaining about how long his order was
taking. “Dang, did they have to KILL the cow?” He taunted, peering through
the window. A couple of people laughed which only encouraged him to complain
His eyes still on the lovely boy, Glen
hardly heard them. Taking furtive glances, he was struck with a realization; His
curly hair, those big beautiful eyes, Dominic was probably African American with
some Pacific Islander mixed in. God, this boy just gets lovelier by the minute
he drooled, a serious surge in his groin as he imagined himself cuddling the
gorgeous teddy bear. His eyes stealthily passing over the boy’s body, he was
making his way over his concealed package, down his green shorts and was about
to savor his lightly fleeced calves when suddenly they disappeared.
“Where you going?” The older boy
asked, Glen’s boy dashing for the door. Glen was equally interested in where
the caramel complexioned cutie was going so he listened closely as the boy
“To the bathroom.” Doing a little
ditty, he grabbed his hidden package, then dashed away from the door. His heart
suddenly in his throat again, Glen looked longingly at the door. Quickly
glancing around he determined that no one seemed particularly interested in the
boy or his sudden disappearance. Even his older friend was busy doodling with
His heart thundering in his ears Glen
quietly made his way towards the door. Exiting he went around the building,
silently praying the door wouldn’t be locked. Walking to the door, he glanced
around once more. Satisfied no one was looking he held his breath and turned the
When it opened, he quickly dashed
inside, closing it behind him. Turning around his heart skipped a beat, the cute
boy at the far urinal. His groin pushed forward, his dick was hidden from view
as he stood before the urinal. Nervously walking to the other urinal, Glen
drooled at his shock of curls, darting from beneath his ski cap.
His eyes quickly flashing up the boy
focused on the task at hand, his head lowered, his feet wide. After a long
silence, neither of them urinating, Glen chanced glancing at the boy again. His
head still down he didn’t seem to notice.
Time passing, Glen’s heart thundered
loudly in his ears. His mouth dry he nervously croaked,
“You’re a pretty good dancer.” The boy looked up at him, his beautiful
round eyes scrutinizing him.
“Why you say that?” He finally
retorted, his face a question mark. With a knowing smirk, Glen returned,
“Your video…. On
Tumblr?” Confused, the boy blinked.
“This one,” Glen said, pulling out
his phone. Both of them still standing before their urinals it was a real rush
knowing that their dicks were still out. Starting the video, the boy and a
friend bounced to a snappy tune, both in t-shirts and shorts. The entire video
shot from below, it gave the titillating view of open shorts legs, boy bulges
and cute butt shots. The shorts of Glen’s cutie a bit shorter and more opened
leg, it was the chance possibility he might glimpse something up the leg that
made it his favorite.
fuck,” He muttered, still holding his dick inside the urinal.
“You didn’t know?” Shaking his
head, he looked earnestly up at Glen.
“It’s one of my faves,” Glen
gushed, showing the boy he’d saved it as a favorite. His face a question mark,
the boy inquired,
“You liked it?”
“Yeah, it was really cool,” Glen
said. “Not as cool as that other one but one of my favorites,” he calmly
other one?” Nodding, Glen flipped through another app on his phone.
“Yeah, this one,” He said, starting
another video. The video grainy, it was also almost too dark to see what was
happening. Many a night Glen had fantasized over the video, his lust running
rampant. As it played, his heart beat so loud he thought the boy might hear it.
Just 30 seconds long the video was
practically over before it started. Still, Glen couldn’t get enough of it. The
camera swiftly moving down the youth's body it passed over his shorts. The
lighting dark, you almost couldn’t tell what was happening but Glen had
studied it a long time. As the camera passed over his shorts, his cute hands
came into view as he snapped his shorts open to reveal the cutest bulge in his
red, white and blue striped boxer briefs. At that instant the video ended,
leaving Glen’s heart in his throat each time.
said he wasn’t going to post that,” The boy muttered. Looking up at Glen
he inquired, “But how you know that’s me?”
“It had the same source as your dance
The boy murmured, shaking his head. They were still standing in front of their
urinals, dicks out, neither of them doing anything yet.
“Told him…” Glen couldn’t hear
the rest, the boy’s head down. Hoping to keep him engaged, he insisted,
“It’s a really good film though.”
Shrugging his shoulders the boy smiled a half smile.
“You really liked it?”
“I watch it all the time,” Glen
“But why, you can’t hardly see
“That’s what makes it so good.”
Shrugging again the boy looked down at his groin a few.
“You gotta Tumblr?” He suddenly
“Oh wow, that’s you?” Nodding,
Glen couldn’t believe he was engaging the incredibly attractive youth.
“So you make videos?”
“Sure,” Glen returned. Quickly
adding, “My camera, my phone too,” He held it up, his hands sweaty. A
nervous minute passing, the boy glanced at the phone then up at Glen. He’s so
little, he fawned, the cute mite no more than four or four and a half feet tall,
“Like, what kind?” The boy inquired.
“Any kind. I could do one right now of
you, if you want.” Holding his phone up again, he directed it at the boy.
“But… what you gonna do with it?”
“Nothing, if you don’t want me
to.” A moment passing, they quietly stood at their perspective urinals. How
much time had passed, Glen wondered? How long had they been in there, and did
that door lock? He was considering all of these questions and more when the boy
“But… what kinda video you gonna
make of me?” Quieting himself, Glen looked down at the cute half-pint.
“What kind you want?” Hunching his
shoulders, the boy looked down at this groin once more.
“You promise you won’t put it
“Naw, I’m not like that.” Maybe it
was Glen’s trusting face or his calming demeanor but, to his surprise the boy
stepped back, his semi-hard dick wagging in front of him, a devilish grin on his
face. Stilling himself, Glen started the video on his phone, his heart
thundering as he gazed at the boy’s surprisingly generous offering.
Paying no attention to his dick dangling
in front of him, Glen held the phone in front of the boy as he wagged his dick
until it was hard as a steal pole. His own dick extending he never noticed the
boy glancing at it, his full attention on the lovely youth’s darting growth.
“The door!” He suddenly
acknowledged, heading towards it. Thankful it had a lock he quickly secured it.
Returning to the boy he noticed that his unholy hardness had waned, his dick
semi-drooping. When Glen held up the camera once more, it quickly hardened, his
dick extending until it stood almost perpendicular to his gyrating groin.
Oh my god, Glen drooled, totally amazed
at his sudden good fortune. The mysterious boy he’d drooled over for countless
nights was showing him his most prized possession. Transfixed, Glen held the
camera, the boy gyrating and humping the air, his dick an unholy rigidness in
front of his green shorts.
Working up his courage, Glen was about
to reach out and touch it when there was a knocking at the door.
“Dom, you ok?” His eyes huge, the
boy quickly tucked his growth inside his shorts and headed for the door.
“Wait!” Glen said, afraid he’d
never see him again. “Your number?” Grabbing his phone the boy’s fingers
flew over the keypad. Handing it back, he headed for the door. Dashing inside
the single stall, Glen jumped up on the toilet in an effort to conceal his
presence. Sunlight from outside bathing the bathroom, he heard the older boy
inquire as to why the boy had been in there so long.
“One of those bad BM’s,” The boy
said, their voices fading as they left. Glen barely heard them his face glued to
the ten digits staring at him from his phone. Heart pounding he wandered out the
stall, still staring. A few minutes
later he sent out a text, just to ensure he had the right number.
“Sup?” He sent. Time passing, Glen
prayed he hadn’t been duped.
“This you?” The text came back.
“Yeah, Glen. From the bathroom,” He
Dominic,” The boy texted back. “Remember you promised,” He additionally
“Dnt worry, won’t put it up,” Glen
Their texting ended after that, Glen
finally retrieving his order and driving home. That night he played the video
over and over, his hardness in his hand. From the instant it started the boy’s
dick was out, the head swollen, the shaft wagging as he gyrated. His hand
whipping about his aching hardness, Glen tried holding his moment back as he
drooled. He’s so fucking cute, he gasped, remembering the boy’s cute face
and pint-sized body.
When Dominic’s dick extended to its full length, Glen salivated, his hand a blur about his extension. If he could’ve just licked that, he grieved, observing the wickedly hard head. Standing proudly in front of the boy, Dominic’s hardness wiggled and gyrated, taunting the man. Whooping, he felt himself blast a big load, his trembling hand almost dropping his phone.
Over the next week he and Dominic texted
back and forth, Glen’s head swimming at the unlikely prospect. Somehow he’d
stumbled upon the mysterious boy in the videos. Those nights he’d drooled over
the grainy video of Dominic’s cute bulge he’d never imagined himself meeting
the anonymous youth, let alone texting him.
Dominic seemed particularly interested
in his videos. Over and over he’d ask if Glen liked them, to which Glen would
readily share his enthusiasm. When he’d praise the boy’s videos, Dominic
seemed most happiest. Wishing he could see the boy again he remained cautious.
Rather than scare him off, he bided his time.
His patience was rewarded one rainy day.
Dominic had skipped school using the rain as an excuse. Glen was working from
home that day and he and Dominic had been casually texting since his breakfast
that morning. Accustomed to the boy’s inquiries and weirdly infrequent texts,
Glen was busying himself about the house when Dominic texted,
“Wanna make another video?” His
heart dropping into his shoes, Glen stared at the text for some time before he
“Sure.” An inordinately long silence
passing, he tried distracting himself with work. He couldn’t stop himself from
frequently checking his phone however, his hands sweaty as he pulled it out each
time. Waiting for what seemed an eternity, his phone finally sounded.
Picking it up, he studied the text for
“Where?” Was all it said. Fingers
trembling, Glen replied,
“We could do it at my place?”
Another awkward silence passing, Glen stared at his phone like a fool.
“Cool,” Dominic texted. His
breathing irregular, Glen thought he’d pass out.
“Where to meet you?” He hedged. Time
extending, Glen was a near nervous wreck by the time the boy finally texted,
“5th and Elm.”
His cute green ski cap atop his head,
Dominic danced from one foot to the other against the cold as Glen pulled up.
Hopping in the car he blew on his hands, his clothing light. Wearing only a
green hoody, white T-shirt and jeans, Glen wondered why the boy didn’t have a heavier coat or clothing.
He additionally thought to ask where his mother was and if it was cool for him
to be with him but decided against it. Better to not pry.
glancing at him, he couldn’t get over how little he was. His body
well-proportioned, he wasn’t overly thin, just… small, by comparison.
Compact, Glen thought, glancing at him once more. His shoes untied, the end of
the strings were tucked inside his shoes. Must be some kind of fashion, he
Winding through the city, the duo were
quiet, Glen reframing from peppering him with questions. “You got your
camera?” Dominic quietly dropped, breaking the silence. Nodding, Glen pulled
his phone out. Without speaking, Dominic pushed his hands either side the bulge
in his pants. Quickly firing up the camera on his phone, Glen aimed it at the
bulge. Before his eyes he watched it enlarge, the shape of the boy’s dick
developing beneath the fabric.
Looking up Dominic inquired, “Should I
take it out?” Slowly nodding, Glen’s hand trembled as the boy opened his
pants, his nimble fingers fishing in his briefs to pull out his wickedly hard
growth. Wheezing, Glen held the camera over the entire proceeding, his hand
Eyeing the streets with one eye, he
drove as fast as he could for his house, Dominic casually wagging his dick at
the camera, a clear droplet forming at the head. As Glen turned onto his street
the droplet pearled atop his slit, then rolled over the side, sliding down his
unusually large boy shaft.
Quickly turning his car down his
driveway, Glen pushed the clicker for his garage. The door opening, he drove
inside, pushing the clicker once more to close it. Looking back at the boy he
spoke the first words since picking him up.
“It’s big,” He drooled, reaching his other hand to encircle it.
Longing for the boy, Glen thrilled when
Dominic hit him up one lazy Saturday afternoon. “Wru doin’” The text read.
Coached in texting lingo Glen knew that “Wru” stood for “What are you.”
“Nothing,” He replied. One of
Dominic’s familiar long delays extending, Glen put his phone down. After some
time he heard it chime. Picking it up, he felt a rush at the subtle message.
“Who’s turn is it?” His heart
racing, he soon deciphered the boy’s cryptic message.
“Mine?” Another long pause passing,
Glen nervously held his phone.
“K,” Was all the boy returned. His heart leaping into his throat Glen wondered if this meant what he thought it meant.
“Come get me. Same spt.” Grabbing
his keys Glen almost ran out the door. At their previous meeting spot Dominic
was casually skating back and forth on a green skateboard as Glen pulled up. A
green cap on his head, he wore a worn green jersey Tee with a pair of khaki
cargo shorts and what used to be white boat shoes. Skating up to Glen’s car he
opened the door and hopped in. His smooth legs dangling over the seat, Glen
drooled at them.
“Sup?” He murmured, seemingly
distracted. Playing his skateboard back and forth between his legs, he gazed out
the window. Amazed the young cutie was in his possession once again, Glen leered
at him, his dick surging. As he peered at him, Dominic softly inquired,
“I gotta do it again?” His face at
the window, Glen spied the wicked growth in his shorts. Palms sweaty, he
“Yeah, if you wanna be on camera.”
That growth swelling, Glen almost ran into the car ahead of him staring.
Steadying himself, he thrilled to the
warmth writhing beneath his hand. Glancing
down, Dominic’s breathing was audible. Idly playing with his concealed length,
Glen glanced up, catching Dominic staring at the bulge in his pants.
As soon as they were at his house
Dominic insisted on seeing the videos Glen had posted online for him. Surfing to
the hidden page, Glen let him see. Staring at them like a kid in a candy store
window, he clicked on the one titled “nasty boy”. Gazing at the image of
himself lapping at Glen’s dick, he played it more than once. By the time he
stopped, a pinprick of wetness was leaking through his shorts.
Standing next to him, Glen watched as he
excitedly clicked on video after video, that spot in his shorts growing bigger.
All the while he kept glancing up at the bulge in Glen’s pants. Swooning, Glen
pulled his face towards his groin. Dominic didn’t resist, his respirations
audible as his face was pushed against Glen’s growth.
“You nasty?” He taunted, pulling out
his phone. As he fired up the camera Dominic’s cheeks reddened, his eyes
“Huh? You nasty?” Slowly nodding,
his innocent eyes peered up at Glen. “I can’t hear you,” He taunted.
“Yeah,” He croaked, his dick
“Stand up.” Slowly pushing the chair
back, Dominic stood on wobbly knees. Aiming the camera at him, Glen directed,
“Take off your shirt.”
His face red, Dominic lifted his shirt,
pulling it over his head. Holding it at his side, he didn’t drop it until Glen
told him to. Moving the camera over his body, Glen stopped at his canvas shoes.
“And those.” Prying one shoe off
with the opposite foot, he did the same with the other. Toes grabbing at the
carpet, Glen moved the camera over the light curls about his bare calves then
over his cute, pudgy toes. Looking down, Dominic watched, an unholy bulge in his
Standing before him, Glen equally had a
full growth in his pants. Moving back, he aimed the camera at the boy, waiting
to see what he’d do. Nervously shifting his weight from one foot to the other,
he kept glancing up at the camera, his head down. What? He finally mouthed, his
dick writhing in his shorts.
“You know what.” Waiting patiently,
Dominic finally opened his shorts, letting them drop about his delectable feet.
His dick making a huge impression in his boxer shorts, Dominic looked away.
After a long while he looked longingly at Glen. Pointing his fingers at his
boxers, he mouthed, ‘these too’?
Nodding, Glen’s dick almost did
flip-flops in his pants as the boy slowly worked his boxers down his legs.
Stepping out of them, Dominic looked up at him again.
“You like being nasty, huh?”
Hunching his shoulders, Dominic looked down. “How nasty?” After a long
silence, he hunched his shoulders again. “Let me see,” Glen taunted,
directing him to come closer. His breathing heavy, his dick stood upright before
him as he stood. Thoroughly enjoying their little power play, Glen lifted the
boy’s hand towards his belt buckle.
Lazily holding his dainty fingers there, Dominic gave him a quizzical look.
“What?” He mocked. Catching his
drift, Glen returned,
“You know what. You have to suck
“But... the camera's on.” Looking at
Glen’s phone, Dominic’s dick writhed with excitement. Playing along, Glen
turned the camera on Dominic. Equally playing his part, Dominic feigned disgust.
“Come on over here,” Glen insisted,
pulling on the boy’s heavenly curls. His fingers trembling, Dominic worked his
belt open, then his pants until they dropped at his feet.
Hesitating again, Glen pushed him down until his face was in front of his groin. Accepting that the boy wasn’t able to take the initiative he reached in his boxers and pulled his dick out. Insuring the camera was aimed at him, he nudged his dick towards Dominic’s supple lips. Like a wind-up toy Dominic responded, glancing up at the camera as he slipped his lips around Glen’s extension...
“He’s coming along good,” Greg
“Yeah, let’s see how much of a freak
he really is,” Glen taunted.
“Think he can really suck it?” Both
of them looking at Dominic, he lay quietly processing what they were suggesting.
Raising up, he gazed at Glen’s appendage. After some time Glen offered,
you what. Why don’t I show him what to do?”
“Oh yeah, like a practice session,”
Greg followed. Confused, Dominic was still blinking at them when Glen moved over
his dick. His bright eyes widening, Glen swallowed his wide girth, sucking down
to the root. Biting his bottom lip, Dominic threw his head back. Slurping up and
down his straining hardness Glen swirled his tongue. A tiny gasp escaping him,
Dominic squeezed his eyes shut.
Swiftly moving towards a teen release,
he wondered if Glen would let his buddy see how he could shoot? Peering down at
him, he was about to tell him it was about to come out when Glen swooped down on
Swabbing the boy’s taut orbs with his
tongue, when Glen took them in his mouth Dominic rasped. Oh fuck! His hips
rising, Dominic gawked at Glen. Head reeling, he let out a loud gasp when Glen
lapped between his legs, just below his balls. Wiggling, Dominic watched with
Glancing at Greg, Glen leered, his head
diving beneath the boy’s balls and over his tight pucker. Slapping his tongue
against the boy’s pin tight hole, he heard him softly whimper. The boy’s
wares simply divine, Glen was enraptured. After long last he was finally
savoring his long desired goal, that cute little ass he’d first seen at the
burger joint. The same ass that stood out because he had his hands in his
His head turning to and fro, Glen danced
the boy’s round bottom on his tongue. In sensory overload, Dominic sat on his
elbows, his eyes locked on Glen. His legs parted, he writhed, the most
incredible sensation emanating from his assaulted boy hole. But wasn’t this
faggot? Was he supposed to be letting a dude eat his ass like he was a bitch?
His asshole overruling his misgivings,
he wiggled and writhed, his toes gripping the bed. Fuck! His brain screamed. His
dick wagging, it dripped anxious drops. Every time Glen swiped across his hole a
certain way, his dick would lunge upwards.
Envious, Greg kept his camera on the
action. Were that it was him between the gorgeous boy’s legs. Granted the
opportunity to watch he still thanked his lucky stars. What an incredible film
this would make, he drooled, anticipating many nights alone with it.
The boy’s legs thrown aloft, his
luscious round buns were on full display. Toes wiggling he was struggling to
keep up, his head lifted, trying to peer at Glen. Letting out surprised gasps
and groans, his dick bounded, bucking upwards and leaking. The strange
sensations edging him towards something unexplainable Glen lifted his head and
“Ok, now you try it.” Eyes bucking, Dominic rose up on his elbows....
...Thrilled with the boy’s
willingness, Glen slurped away at his hole. There was nothing better than hot
boy ass and he was feasting at the royal buffet. Fervently lapping, Glen
delighted at how Dominic’s opening involuntarily pulled and tugged at his
tongue. Even when he wasn’t munching on his hole, it still winked and clutched
at the air.
His mind traveling back to their first
encounter, he had no idea it would lead to this. The times he’d lusted after
his pert round bottom, that he’d ever get a chance at eating it seemed a
bridge too far. Pint-sized Dominic, that boy he’d first seen standing outside
the burger joint was in his bed, his sweet little ass on his tongue.
Over and over he slurped, whipping his
tongue against the excited hole. Like before, Dominic was soon writhing and
whimpering, his ass on fire. Although he never would’ve thought he’d be
taking anything up his ass he couldn’t deny how incredible it made him feel. Whatever
Glen and Greg were doing, the way it made him blast a big one (without touching
his dick!) more than made up for the discomfort.
Turning his head about, Glen feasted at
the trough, thoroughly wetting the boy’s tight hole. Excited to no end he
could withhold himself no more. With a glance up at Greg he raised up, reaching
for the bottle of lube. His tongue down the writhing boy’s throat, Greg winked
at him as he slathered a healthy helping about his eager growth. After long
last, Dominic’s ripe little ass was his.
Bending to lap at it one last time, he moved between his wide-splayed legs. His fence-post leading the way, he angled it towards the winking hole...
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