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Revision as of 04:24, 10 June 2023
"Are you gay," he asks.
"So what if I am," you reply.
"I know what gays do," he says.
"Oh yeah. What do they do?"
"They suck cocks and put them in their bottoms," he says, going a bit pink.
"Are you gay then," you ask.
He shrugs, "I'm not sure. I done some stuff with Harry, but that's it." Talking to this little kid is sending the blood back into your cock. "Are you getting hard," he asks, pointing at it.
"Yeah. That's what happens when cute boys talk to me about sex."
"Did you put it in Harry's bottom?"
"You ask a lot of questions. Why don't we go in the cubicle and talk about it?"
He shrugs again and leads the way back into the cubicle where I just fucked his brother. You lock the door and turn round with your shaft in your hand. "How about we start with a blowjob," you say.
He shakes his head. "You just had it in Harry's bottom didn't you."
"I did. But I had a shower and made sure I thoroughly cleaned my cock." The object in question was standing up, stiff and proud now.
"Would it fit in me?"
"I'm not sure. Have you ever done it before?"
Another shake. I have tried one of dad's cigar tubes though."
"Did you like how it felt?" This conversation is going on too long and you are worried that someone might hear. "We can try if you want."
"What do I have to do?"
You've still got your wash bag, and you take the lube out again. By the time you are ready, he's stripped off his trunks, revealing a stiff little dick. "You sure," you ask. You've already cum twice and aren't sure you can go again, even though the sight of a cute eight-year-old bending over to have his bum oiled up seems to make your cock swell even more if that is even possible.
"Bend over the bench," you say, pulling it away from the wall so that he can bend over the end and support himself. It takes a bit of shuffling in the confined space but you get him in position and soon have two oily fingers in his tight little butt. "Are you okay," you ask. He says nothing but you see him nod.
You stand behind him and hold your rigid shaft down to press the tip against the starfish pucker between the cheeks of his ass. You have to bend your knees to get the angle right and start pushing. You grasp the cheeks in both hands and spread them apart which helps and eventually, after much pushing, his sphincter gives up and the head of your cock pops in, accompanied by a near scream from the boy.
"FUCK!" you say and pull back. Fearing that someone might come to investigate you rush to get yourself and the boy respectable again. Nothing like fear to make a cock deflate you think as you pull on your swim shorts. "What the fuck do you think you were doing, making all that noise," you ask when no one starts pounding the door.
The boy wipes his eyes. "S, s, sorry," he stammers. "It hurt like I was on fire."
You sit down and hold him, lifting him onto your lap. "My fault. I should have gone slower," you say and turn his head so you can kiss him on the lips. "We could try again at my place if you like." He gives you his phone and you put your private number in, before you both head out to the pool.