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Subject: James the Porn Star, Part 4 The normal disclaimers apply for this story, which is 100% fiction. None of the characters has every existed, and any resemblance to someone you might know is completely coincidental. This story is for entertainment purposes only, and is not intended to encourage any illegal activity. I invite constructive criticism via email. Don’t bother writing to abuse me; find something useful to do with your life instead. Please consider making a donation to Nifty, so they can continue providing this valuable resource. I’d like to give a shout-out to all the fans of this story who have emailed me to express their appreciation and give me encouragement. Thanks very much, gentlemen. I’m thrilled that you’re all enjoying James’ adventures. Remember that even the shortest, simplest story published on Nifty has taken time and commitment to write, so if you read something that really pushes your buttons, consider taking a couple of minutes to let the author know. James the Porn Star Part Four James drove home from the shoot in a daze. It was all he could do to concentrate on keeping his place in the traffic. He was spent sexually, that’s for sure, but he felt different – he felt as though he had lost his virginity again, and in a way he had. The teenager Josh and the porn director had been right. He did love it. He had loved every single moment that he had spent having sex with the gorgeous blonde preteen, and it had been as though the cameras weren’t even there at all. The next week was a blur of of banality. His girlfriend, mates, family; job hunting, the unemployment office. Everyday life. Sex with his girlfriend had taken a completely new turn – he was no longer able to look at her as they did it, or think of her sexually; he could only think of the blonde, hairless pup who had introduced him to a new world, the world of man-boy pleasure. On Friday morning, he was reading a newspaper online when a text landed on his phone. It was from the director. “Hi mate. Great job last weekend. Here’s a link where you can watch your vid. Enjoy!” James’ heart-rate immediately went up about 40 BPM. A moment later, another text from the director arrived. “Can I give Josh your number? He’s been asking”. James replied, “Can I have his number, and I’ll call him?” Two minutes later, as James was opening the link to his boy-porn video, another text arrived, which simply said, “Josh”, with a mobile number. James decided that he would contact the fourteen year-old after he had a look at this video. After buffering for a couple of minutes, the movie started – “Horny Hikers”. James took off his track-pants and briefs, and began to stroke the underside of his rapidly stiffening cock. The video was sensational, and the producation was of superlative quality. This was no 1990’s Limewire fragment that someone had dredged-up from the depths of the internet, it was an ultra-high definition masterpiece of professionally produced boy-porn. James’ cock wanted to cum already, but there was no way he was shooting off so early. He had never seen a video of himself before, and he marvelled at how big he looked compared to his dimunitive nine year-old co-star. Watching the small boy perform expert fellatio on his dick was highly arousing, for sure, but he was also fascinated by the facial expressions he made as he received the head-job, and the noises, the sighs and moans, and the dirty talk that came out of his mouth, as well as the high-pitched whimpers that emanated from the boy, and the sucking, slurping sounds that he made with the knob of James’ cock in his gob. James watched his first cumshot, and was shocked by the amount of spoof that squirted out of his cock; and not only the amount, but the pressure at which it erupted. The delight on Lockie’s face was evident – he grinned the whole time that James was cumming, and deliberately manipulated the man’s penis so as to cover his little face, chest and abdomen with as much of the nut as he could, annointing his preteen body with man’s offering to him, that most manly of things, the stuff that only men can make – the white stuff. James used the arrow keys on his media player to move frame by frame through the cumshot scene, and one frame in particular caught James’s attention, and he decided to use it to blam on this first viewing. The shot was a long one, looking up at James from his feet. The nine year-old was draped across his pelvis, the man’s right hand on the boy’s left shoulder, his left hand holding the boy’s left thigh. James was enamoured by his own facial expression at that very moment in time. His eyes were almost closed, the upper lids looked very heavy. His head was slightly tilted down toward the boy, his mouth open and jaw thrust forward more much more than it usually was, but the corners of his lips were tilted up in a smile. James thought he looked totally dopey, but also in total ecstasy – it was a perfect cum-face expression. Lockie was holding the man-cock with his right hand. The engorged erection had just erupted a long, thick rope of white cum at high pressure which looked as though it was suspended in mid-air, starting about one centimetre above the glistening red knob and extending at least thirty centimetres straight up. The most arousing thing about the frame, though, was not that Lockie had cum across his face and across his chest, but his rapturous gaze that was focussed directly on the cum-rope that James had just squirted out; the expression of a kid on who rips the wrapping off a Christmas present to reveal a long-coveted toy which is finally his at last. James couldn’t hold-off his nut any longer. He took a last look at his facial expression on the screen, then at the cum-rope, and at the blonde preteen covered in his semen, and then at the look of enchanted joy on Lockie’s face, oh God, he was so cute! He called out as he started to jizz up onto his t-shirt, “Lockie! Oh, Lachlan! I’m spoofin’ for you, baby boy!” The man kept his eyes locked on the gorgeous young face as he emitted jet after jet of thick white nut, almost enough to match his on-screen load. James wiped his hands clean, then purged his browser caches – he didn’t want his girlfriend stumbling across the link in the course of her daily rummaging. After showering, he sent Josh a text, “Hey. It’s James”. A few minutes later, he received one in reply, “Hi mate, no school for 2 weeks from mon, dad working, wanna have some fun?” James felt a surge of excitement, and his dick started tingling again. “Sounds good,” he texted back, “when/where?” The fourteen year-old texted James an address, and told him to arrive any time after 9am on Monday. If there were any problems he’d let him know ASAP. The weekend seemed to drag on forever. Sunday night was particularly bad. After dinner, he watched a movie with his girlfriend, but James didn’t see much of it. His mind was racing. Would Lockie be there? Surely he would, it was almost guaranteed. Holy shit, he was going to have a threesome with Josh and Lockie! And what of this Riley boy, Josh’s best friend? Would he be there too? So maybe four-way action, a preteen boy, two lads of barely fourteen, and the newly-minted adult pedo, all entwined together in a cum-soaked orgy of man-boy sex? It was almost more than he could stand. He wanted it to happen NOW! His donger was rock hard and leaking into his briefs. He went into the bathroom and wanked a load into the toilet, but it barely took the edge off. He was back in there again less than a half-hour later. After a fitful night, it was finally Monday. James’ girlfriend was up at 5.30 to make her part-time job by 7.00, and as soon as her alarm went off, James was awake too, heart racing, mouth dry, boner throbbing. He showered and dressed, trying to act cool and natural, and watched his girlfriend get on the bus and disappear down the road. He returned to the PC and loaded-up Horny Hikers again. This time he watched himself pleasuring Lockie with his hands and mouth, and the fingers that he inserted inside the boy. A camera had caught a close-up of Lockie’s face as he had his momentous dry orgasm. The noises from the little boy and the angelic facial expressions made James squirt right up to his chin. He rubbed the semen into his hairy chest, then blew on-screen Lockie a kiss, and said, “I’ll be seeing you real soon, cutie-boy”. James drove out to the south-western suburbs of Sydney, where Josh lived. His mind raced and his cock throbbed. He parked at the bottom of Josh’s street, and walked the short distance up to the house. It was one minute after nine. James pressed the bell, and less than thirty seconds later Josh opened the door. He was dressed in white satin soccer-shorts and a tight blue wife-beater, and had bare feet. “Hey. You’re late!”, the boy teased. James smiled, and walked past the Josh, who closed the door behind him. Josh led James up the hall and into the living room. “Is it just us?” James asked, hoping that the answer would be that Lockie was arriving shortly. “No, but in case you were wondering, Lockie’s gone to his Nan’s in Dubbo for the holidays”. James was crestfallen. All that anticipation, a whole fucking weekend of it, was for nothing. He felt a flash of annoyance, which Josh read on his face. “Sorry ’bout Lockie, mate”, the boy said a little cautiously, “but I’ve arranged a real treat for ya, since I knew you’d be pissed-off cause Lockie wasn’t ‘ere”. Almost on cue, there was a knock from the rear of the house, and an unbroken male voice called out, “Hey Josh! Let us in!” James perked-up. Maybe this day wasn’t going to be a one-trick pony after all! Josh left the room briefly, and then returned accompanied by two boys. James sized them up as they entered the room. They were clearly brothers, with black hair, dark eyes and light-chocolate brown skin. Their facial features suggested to James that they were of New Zealand Maori heritage. The older one looked about şişli escort twelve, and stood a clear foot taller than his brother. Both boys were slender, and yeah� They were cute. They were fucking cute as. Josh introduced the boys to James, who stood and shook their hands, “This is Ari and Lucas”. Ari was the tall one; he was, indeed, twelve; Lucas was his brother, who was younger by four years. The boys sat on the couch next to James, sizing him up. “Whaddya reckon?” Josh asked them. James suddenly felt nervous, like he was on a first date. Josh had clearly told them all about him, and they were clearly making up their minds as to whether he was a suitable candidate for some sexy fun. It was nerve-wracking, but also very cute, and very arousing. Ari turned to his little brother, and said, “I think he’s really nice, but it’s up to you, Lucas”. The smaller lad looked James up and down one more time, then turned to his brother with a big grin and emphatically said “Yes!” Ari grinned at his little bro, then turned to James. “Josh told us that you made a video with Lockie. Is that true?” James nodded that it was, indeed, the truth. “Wow!” exclaimed the younger one, “Can we see it? Joshi?” “Maybe later, mate”, Josh told the excited youngster, “We’ll do some other stuff first”. James was intrigued. He had no real idea what the history and dynamic was with the brothers and Josh, but it was quite clear that these two beautiful brown boys knew they hadn’t come over to play Monopoly. Ari was already erect – James could see it in his black Rugger shorts, and he whilst the boy was doing his best not to draw attention to it, he kept brushing it with his hand and giving it quick squeezes. He may have thought he was being surreptitious, but he sure wasn’t. James had a roaring boner knowing that the lad was already raring to go. “Let’s go inta me bedroom”, Josh suggested. Lucas was off in a flash, and Ari wasn’t far behind. James stood, his erection now obvious. Josh looked down at it, smiled at James, and pulled down the front of his soccer-shorts to reveal his five-inch uncut boner. “They bar me up too. They’re such horny little fuckers”. James spoke quietly, “What have you done with them?” “Everything”, Josh said with an air of nonchalance. “Have you been through every boy in the neighbourhood?” James asked, only half joking. “Pretty much”, Josh replied, which made James laugh out loud. “Which one do ya want first?”, the teenager enquired. James answered in a split-second, “Oh, God, Lucas, please, he’s adorable!” He squeezed his boner through his trackies, “I’ve got a nice treat for that sexy little cutie right here!” Josh laughed briefly. “OK, we’ll see what happens, but I reckon Ari is hot for ya cock”. “Whatever, mate”, James said, “they’re both in for a double helping of James today.” A voice called from the bedroom, “What are youse doing? Are youse comin’ or what?” “C’mon,” said James, “our boys are waiting!” Josh smiled at him, took his hand, and led the man towards his bedroom. Josh’s bedroom was dominated by a double-bed, and a huge television on the wall. There were posters of soccer and AFL players all over. It smelled like supermarket deodorant and old socks mixed with cum-rag, an odor that evoked memories of James’ own adolescence. He only had the most cursory of glances around the room, though, because his gaze was immediately drawn to the site of the brothers on Josh’s bed. They had both stripped to their underwear, and were on their knees, side-by-side. Ari was wearing bright red briefs with blue piping. He was erect, and was rubbing his left palm against his erection, moving his hips back and forth a little as he did so. The twelve-year old was highly aroused, bursting with sexual energy. He looked James straight in the eye, and maintained the contact. Lucas was also erect, pawing clumsily at the boy-bone that poked forward from the pouch of his soccer-ball motif briefs. Josh took off his shirt, and his shorts, and shucked his briefs to the ground. He lay back on his bed, completely naked and propped-up on this elbows, feet dangling over the side. James looked him up and down. Despite the small roll of puppy-fat, the boy was delicious. He had a burgeoning growth of hair in each armpit, but other than that he was smooth, except for his black teenage bush, which looked to be coming in nicely. His five-incher lay along his abdomen, fully erect, the head still hidden under a foreskin that had about 2cm of overhang. It was a hot teen cock with a big overhanging forey, the first dick that James had ever had in his mouth. “Youse gonna get naked or what?” Josh asked the brothers. Lucas stood on the bed and took his soccer-ball undies off, twirled them around his head, then threw them to the floor. He pushed his hips forward, flaunting his two-inch erection, and began stabbing it back and forth in the air, looking down at it, grunting “uh! uh! uh!” in his high-pitched voice with every thrust. He then lay down on the bed, up on his elbows as well, erection right up in the air, pulsing with his heartbeat, the dark scrotum wrinkled and pulled-up tight. His penis was much darker than the rest of his body, and his puckered foreskin overhang was almost black. He was totally smooth, bar the hairs on his head, and his brows and lashes. James felt faint. The things he was going to do to that doodle! But he wanted to see Ari naked first. He looked over at the twelve-year old, who suddenly seemed a little shy under the man’s renewed gaze. “How about you, mate?” James asked gently with a smile in his voice. Ari stood on the bed, took a deep breath, pulled off his briefs and threw them to the floor. James gasped. His erection stood almost straight out, with the most gentle of upward curves providing James with a direct view down the short tube of foreskin overhang to the slit of the bright-red cock-knob underneath. Ari’s erection was a solid four inches long, and as thick as James’ thumb. Like his brother, the skin of his penis was dark, as was his smooth scrotum, which was still hanging relatively freely. At either side of his pubic mound were two tiny patches of short, straight black hairs, which faded to a fine moustache of black bum-fluff making a bridge across the top of his penis. James felt his knees tremble. He looked up at the boy’s face and could make-out the faintest of faint dark hairs beginning to sprout above his top lip. The boy was on his journey toward manhood, but only just. Ari lay down beside his brother and put his hand around his penis, giving it a few strokes, wanking the dark foreskin up and down over the bright red glans. The foreskin folded into itself on the last stroke, as they sometimes do, requiring Ari to retract it all the way down the shaft of his penis, before releasing it to roll back up over the head of it’s own accord, and giving it a quick stretch-out with his thumb and index finger. James almost ejaculated in his briefs. In contrast to the dark skin, Ari’s head was shiny red, and when he pulled right back it revealed the inside of his foreskin to be vivid pink. No more mucking around. It was time to get naked and get his hands on these handsome, sexy boys. James decided to put on a bit of a show for his audience, who were watching him intently. He pulled is t-shirt up, exposing his flat hairy abdomen. Lucas exclaimed, “Wow! Hairy!”, as James pulled the shirt right up over his head and dropped it to the floor. He ran his hands all over his fit, hairy chest, tweaked his nipples, ran them down his abdomen again. He looked over at Josh, who had a big smile on his face. The fourteen year-olds’ penis was throbbing, dancing around with a mind of its own. Lucas had a hold of his boner, and was squeezing it. Ari held his own penis between the thumb and index finger of his right hand, just below the knob, and was rolling his long dark hood up and down over the head. James noticed he was getting wetter, but he knew things could be improved. He put a finger in his mouth and collected some saliva on it. “Here, Ari. Pull your forey right back for a minute”. The lad retracted, and James deposited a dollop of his saliva on the top of the exposed glans, but without actually touching it. “See how that goes,” the man suggested, looking the twelve year-old right in the eye and giving him a wink. The boy rolled his foreskin up and down again, distributing the man’s slippery spit between his prepuce and the sensitive organ it protected. It was an obvious improvement; the boy grinned widely and said, “Much better! Thanks!”. Not to be outdone, young Lucas then asked, “Can I have some? Can you do mine too?” “Sure,” said James, putting his finger back in his mouth before bringing it down toward the waiting preteen. “Pull your foreskin all the way back”, James instructed, and the boy did as he was told. The inside of his sex organ had the same colouring as his older brother’s. James deposited his saliva, and the little boy rubbed it in, emulating the bigger boy. “Wow! It DOES make it better!”, the excited pup exclaimed. “Do you want some too, Josh?” James asked the teenager. The lad reached down, held his penis and pulled his long, loose hood all the way back to reveal the head. It was wet. “I don’t need any. I make me own”. James grinned at him, then put his knees down on the side of the low bed, his feet still on the floor. Thrusting his hips forward slightly, he used both hands to pull the material of his track-pants and briefs over the erection within, which pointed up toward his right hip. “WHOA!” It was Lucas, who was staring wide-eyed and open-mouthed at the site before him. His brother seemed equally impressed, staring at the big bulge that the man had presented to them. His hand was wrapped around his penis now, and was wanking slowly. James stood back up, and dropped his track pants and kicked them away. He was wearing white Jockey Y-fronts, sivas escort the ones with ‘JOCKEY’ on the elastic. His erection bulged obscenely, a wet patch at the end of it, where the precum had oozed out of his forey. “Ya wanna see it?”, the man asked. The brothers answered in unison: yes, they wanted to see it, alright. James turned away from the boys, and dropped his briefs to the floor. He covered his erection and balls with his hands, then turned again and kneeled on the bed again. He removed his hands, revealing his manhood. Josh grinned. Lucas stared, open-mouthed. He had seen men’s doodles on videos, many times; he’d also seen his dad’s soft dick; but this was the first time he had ever seen an man’s erection in real life. His older brother seemed to be overcome by a sudden feeling of inadequacy, and covered his pubescent boner and testicles with his hands. Lucas held no such qualms – he scooted over on his knees and put his face right up close to James’ erection and exclaimed, “It’s really big! And hairy!” “You can touch it if you want to”, James suggested. Lucas didn’t need to be told twice. He reached-out with both hands and took hold of James’ cock, pulling the foreskin all the way back to reveal the engorged, leaking glans. He turned to face his brother, James’ dick still in his hands. “There’s all that wet stuff in there”, the boy explained. Ari still had his junk covered with his hands, the look of confidence he’d had earlier now replaced with a look of consternation. James felt his heartstrings twang. This wouldn’t do. Lucas was still holding James’ boner, wanking the foreskin up and down with one hand, and feeling the weight of the hirsute scrotum with the other. James stroked his face, and said, “Hey Lucas, do you want to play with Josh for a while? I need to talk to your brother.” The little boy looked up at him with an expression of disappointment, his bottom lip pouting slightly. James leaned down and kissed his forehead, then whispered into his ear, “If you play with Josh for a while now, you can have my dick for as long as you want a little later. Whaddya reckon?” He didn’t seem entirely convinced, but he liked the thought of having free access to the big hairy cock, so he released it and walked over to Josh on his knees, who asked him, “Why don’t you show us how ya like playing with me hard doodle?” The little boy grinned; the fourteen year-old grabbed a pillow and put it behind his back as he sat up against the wall. He opened his legs, and the cute preteen crawled up between them and took hold of the teenage erection, before retracting the long hood and going straight for the head with his mouth. That should keep him busy for a while, James thought to himself, although the younger boy was certainly going to get a good seeing-too once the man had sorted his older brother out. James put three pillows against the bed-head and propped himself up on them. He looked at Ari, opened his legs, and patted the bed between them, saying, “Come here, cutie”, and giving the boy a big smile. Ari gave him a bashful smile in return, and moved to sit in the indicated position. His hands stayed covering himself. James decided not to push to issue, instead he whispered, “Lie back into me, mate”. The boy did so, reclining back into the hard, hairy body. James carefully wrapped his arms around the twelve year-old, and whispered into his ear, “You don’t have to be shy with me, mate. I think you’re beautiful”. James felt a rush of heat as the boy blushed, then began to stroke his hands on the smooth chest, up and down the boy’s arms, across his abdomen and his thighs. He was firm, but gentle. He wanted the boy to feel safe, but the firmness of the touch was important too, so that the boy knew that he was with a man. The lad emitted a kitten-like whimper, and pushed back into James’ body. The man kissed his forehead, whispered, “So beautiful!”. The boy whimpered again, and kept whimpering and sighing as James continued to affectionately manhandle his slender, twelve year-old brown body. Ari felt as though he was melting. He’d had his dick wanked and sucked by Josh, and by his little brother, but he’d never been touched like this before. It was wonderful! James’ soft, warm, manly hands felt so lovely on his body. He never wanted this to end! The man’s affection had the desired effect, with Ari forgotting his feeling of inadequacy at the sight of James’ erection; his hands had discovered James’ strong, hairy legs, which he now stroked with equal affection. This had not escaped James’ attention, and he ran his hands down the boy’s chest, across the flat tummy, and rested them on the top of Ari’s inner thighs. James extended his thumbs, using them to tenderly stroke the little outcrops of burgeoning pubes on either side of the boy’s penis. Ari moaned; he was watching what James was doing now, all traces of shyness had vanished. “You’re not a little boy anymore,” James whispered softly in the his ear, “not with this hair sprouting.” The man kept his voice low, deliberately seeking to create a personal intimacy with the boy. Ari smiled, and whimpered again. He turned his head slightly to the man, who continued to play with the soft straight pubes, using his right index finger to brush from left to right, from patch to patch across the shorter, lighter hairs that connected them. “How old were you when you got yours?”, he asked James. “Your age”, James whispered in reply. Ari grinned, and wiggled back even further into the man, moving his hands to take hold of James’ wrists. James continued to stroke the fledgling hairs with his right hand, his left now gently manipulating Ari’s testicles, rolling them gently, softly squeezing and pulling at them. “You’ve got big balls”, James complimented in a whisper, “I bet you can squirt cum too, huh? Ari blushed again, replying, “Just a bit of watery stuff”. James felt a rush of his own, his head felt like it might explode. “Oh, God!” he whispered. “Is that OK?”, the boy enquired, suddenly a little concerned again at James’ reaction. “Yes, beautiful boy,” James reassured him, and gave him a soft kiss on the neck, “that’s OK. It’s wonderful”. The man’s reassurance made the boy smile again. James continued to use his left hand play with Ari’s scrotum, which had tightened up nicely under his manipulations. It was time to give some attention to that boy-cock. He raised his right hand to his mouth, and wet the end of his index-finger, which he used to trace up and down along the underside of the rock-hard four-incher. “Such a sexy cock,” James told him, “it’s a great size for a boy your age.” Another blush. Fuck, this kid was totally adorable. “It’s nowhere near as big as yours.” Ari told him. “Well, that’s because you’re twelve, and I’m thirty! I think that by the time you’re my age, it’ll be much bigger than mine”. He probably wasn’t wrong. Four inches was a very respectable length for a twelve year-old boy, but the thickness was even more impressive. James put his thumb alongside the boy-bone, and the cock was even thicker. “Not only a long cock, but a thick cock too, huh?” The boy gave a little giggle. Suddenly their universe was interrupted by a loud voice from the other end of the bed. “Oh fuck yeah, I’m gunna cum, ya little poofter! Take me fuckin’ spoof!” James and Ari looked over the see Josh’s eyes roll back in his head as he pushed Lucas down on his dick and began to squirt his load into the younger boy’s throat. As he grunted his cum into the tyke the little boy moaned, greedily swallowing the gift of seed offered by the teenager. Josh pushed the boy’s head off, and lay back. “Don’t go too far,” he panted, “I want ya arse in a sec”. Josh’s sexually aggression was a total contrast to the nurturing approach that James took to the twelve year-old, but Lucas didn’t seem to mind. He sat between Josh’s legs, wanking his skinny two-incher, flashing the crimson bell-end as his dark prepuce slid up and down, looking up at the teen as if awaiting further instructions. James noted that Lucas took some saliva from his mouth and wiped it around his cock-knob before continuing to wank. James gave a short chuckle; someone had learned something today! He then returned his attention to the older brother who lay between his legs. He moved his left hand up to the boys’ chest and began to playfully tweak his nipples, alternately running it across the smooth chest and tummy. He held the four-inch boner in his right hand and whispered, “Am I allowed pull your foreskin back, Ari?” The boy whimpered again, whispering back to the man, “Yes, James, you can do whatever you want!” It was all James needed to hear. He stretched the dark overhang out as far as he could, holding it between his thumb and index finger, then slowly pulled back the other way, retracting the boy’s hood, watching as the short pucker got shorter, before the first flash of vermillion-coloured glans showed itself. James continued his retraction, over the edge of the glans and down further, completely unveiling the head and the pink inner skin of the shaft beneath it, taking it as low as it could go, Ari’s foreskin folded entirely back on itself, revealing to James the most private of the boy’s private parts. James released his grip, and the foreskin rolled back up over the head of it’s own accord, as if in a reflex action of protecting the delicate cock-knob, to ensure it stayed moist and tender and safe from harm. He repeated the process, over and over, his right hand playing with the boy’s cock while his left hand tickled nipples, stroked up and down his perfect brown body, roamed down and played with his balls again. The boy was in heaven. There were so many firsts for him today, yet so many more to come. James put his fingers to his mouth, and used his fingertips to distribute the saliva all over Ari’s exposed bell-end. After allowing the prepuce to return to it’s resting-place, he took hold of the boy’s dick sıhhiye escort with his thumb and index finger, just below the outline of the head that was clearly visible underneath it’s hood of skin, and began to slide the skin up and down over the wet knob, and all the while caressing, stroking, tweaking the boy’s body and nips, roaming down to his elevated scrotum and then back up again. James wanted to see the boy cum, to give him the ultimate pleasure that a man could give a boy. He pulled Ari’s foreskin all the way down and used his thumb and finger to massage the shaft in a rotating motion. This caused the lad to groan deeply, and a drop of precum appeared at his slit. James brought the skin right up over again, and repeated the process. Soon the boy didn’t need any saliva, he provided his own lubrication under the expert manipulations of the thirty year-old boylover. James began to stroke the skin up and down the head again, a little faster. Ari held on to James’ right wrist,and left leg. His body began to tense. “It’s gonna come out soon, James”, he whispered breathlessly. James spoke to the boy in an authoritative tone, as if he were giving him an order, “Shoot it for me sexy boy, show me how ya squirt ya cum”. The lad’s hand gripped James harder, and inhaled sharply; James pulled his foreskin right back but continued to rotate his thumb and finger around the middle of the shaft. Ari emitted a long “ohhhhhhhh!” sound, and his dick twitched in James’ fingers, before a jet of crystal-clear tween-jizz flew out at an eccentric angle and landed on the carpet. James kept stroking, and after a two-second pause he was rewarded with two more short jets of watery pubescent semen, which extruded from the boy’s twitching cock-slit at high pressure, squirting straight up into the air. Ari continued to wiggle and whimper and squeak; James stopped wanking him, gently slipped his foreskin back up to it’s natural resting-place, then held onto the boy’s penis in a softly-closed fist. His left arm was wrapped around the panting boy, who brought both hands up and held onto the man’s hairy, muscular forearm, his face resting against James’. With his right hand, James collected some of the watery semen and tasted it; it was so sweet and pure. He collected the other squirt and whispered, “Here, Ari, taste it”. The groggy boy licked it off the man’s finger and smiled, whispering, “Yummy”, before resting his head back against James. The intensity of his coupling with Ari had consumed James’ entire attention, and he had been oblivious to the other action that was taking place in the bedroom. Josh had brought a bean-bag in from the living room, and had little Lucas positioned head-down-arse-up in it, his legs spread wide. Josh was on top of him, his teen peen inserted up through the preteen’s pink starfish, and he was pumping for all he was worth, eyes closed, tongue sticking out from between his lips. James could see the fourteen year-old boner sliding in and out of the welcoming hole. Lucas was obviously enjoying himself – he was holding his arse up to greet the thrusting invader; presumably, James reasoned, because at that angle the head of Josh’s cock slid across his pea-sized prostate with every stroke. Josh pushed his erection all the way up inside the little boy and held it there, buried to the hilt, grinding it around from side to side, in circles, and then pumping again, the room filled with the sound of skin hitting skin every time the teen landed back home at full depth; “tick tick tick tick tick tick tick”� The teenage pedophile was an experienced fucker of little boys and little girls alike, and never missed an opportunity to get his end in if it presented itself. Lucas was holding on for dear life, his hands gripping the fabric of the bean bag, securing himself against the thrusting onslaught behind him. James recognised the expression on his face. He’d seen it before, it was the expression that says, “It hurts so good, oh God it hurts so goooooooood!” Josh was getting close now, and his foul mouthed sexy-talk was making a resurgence. “Fuck yeah, little faggot, take me hairy cock up ya slutty bum, it feels so fukken good up ya arse, ya hot lil fukka, oh fuck I luv rootin’ little kids, I’m gunna nut right up ya boy-cunt”. And with that, Josh made a choking, gasping sound and pushed his penis as far into the preteen as possible, before putting all his weight on top of the boy, who tried his best to arch his bottom up as far up as he could, a willing recipient of the semen that was being ejaculated into his rectum. Josh rolled off the tiny boy and onto the narrow strip of carpet between the beanbag and the bed, breathing noisily from his marathon bum-rooting session. He raised his head and spoke to Lucas, “Don’t move until I tell ya, cum-rag. Me jizz has to soak in for a bit”. The little boy replied, “OK, Joshi”, and remained exactly where he was, little bum still up in the air. Josh picked himself off the floor and collapsed on the bed, and addressed James, “If ya haven’t spoofed yet you should have a go up his arse, it’s fukken tight as, and he loves been bum-jacked”. Josh pushed the bean-bag with his foot and said to Lucas, “Don’t ya, poofta? Ya love bein rooted up the bum by a big cock, don’t ya? Go on, tell James what ya like”. The boy looked at James a little sheepishly, then a smile spread across his face and he said proudly, “I like taking cocks up my BUM”, with the last word almost spat out. James whispered in Ari’s ear, “Would it be ok with you?” The boy gave him a smile and a kiss on the cheek. “Yeah, he really does love it. But you’re huge, please don’t hurt him” “I promise I’ll be gentle,” James told the twelve year-old, kissing the beautiful face one more time before the boy climbed-out from between his legs to let James stand. Lucas looked-up from his vantage-point on the floor as James stood above him. After spending so much time pleasuring Ari, and watching Josh use the child for his own pleasure, James’ erection had never been bigger, and Lucas looked scared. James lowered himself to his knees, and kissed the boy on his forehead, before stroking his face as he spoke to him tenderly, “I promise I’ll be gentle, mate. I’ll go in slowly, ok?” Lucas nodded, but didn’t look entirely convinced. James presented him with his erection at face level. “Do you wanna give it a kiss first?” he asked. The boy brightened, reached-out with his right hand and held the throbbing cock, retracting the foreskin and kissing the slippery knob a few times. James was so aroused that thought he might cum before he even got it through the first sphincter, but there was only one way to find out. The man positioned himself behind the boy, and pulled the beanbag back; his cock was now about three inches from the youngster’s recently-plowed starfish. “He should still be greasy from when I lubed him up,” Josh suggested helpfully. James gave him a nod, then whispered, “Here we go, Lucas. Let me know if I should stop, OK?” The little boy whimpered an “mm hmm’, and gripped the fabric of the beanbag again. James dropped a golly on the preteen anus and pushed with his two fingers. They entered without obstruction, so he withdrew them, before pulling his forey all the way back and pushing at the puffy pucker with his bare knob. With a little effort, the anus expanded and admitted the slippery glans. The boy whimpered; but reassured James he was alright when questioned. James moved his penis forward slowly, with circular motions, stopping if he felt Lucas tense-up, and adding plenty of spit to the length his bone along the way. He looked up to the bed; Josh and Ari were both on their knees, watching the scene on the beanbag, wanking themselves. James was about three-quarters of the way home now, but met resistance. He so wanted to be balls-deep; taking hold of Lucas’ hip, he said to the boy, “Take a big breath in and hold it, cutie”. Lucas complied with the instruction, and James wiggled his hips to push the last one and half inches up into the little boy. He was in, all the way in, his trim pubic bush up against the tiny boy’s skin. He looked up at Josh and Ari, who were wide-eyed. “Fuck, it’s amazin’ that he took ya big fat cock right up him,” said Josh, “He really is a faggot”. Ari could only agree. James began to move now, in and out, just an inch at a time. It was so good! He stroked little Lucas’ back, leant down and kissed his neck, telling him what a lovely boy he was, what a good little boy to take such a big hairy cock inside his tiny, tight little bumhole. The sensation was overwhelming, and he couldn’t hold-back any longer. James looked up at Ari and said, “I’m gonna cum up your little brother’s arse” Ari smiled at him and said, “Do it! Shoot it up him!” Josh chimed in too, with his foul mouth, “Give the dirty cum-rag another load up his slutty faggot hole!” James continued thrusting gently, and gasped, “Oh, Lucas, here comes my jizz, right up your lovely little bottom!” Lucas repeated what he had done earlier, instictively lifting his pelvis as high as he could to take the man’s semen as deep as possible. James pushed all the way in to the hilt as he began to ejaculate, holding the little hips that the boy had pushed-back into him as hard as he could; “Oh, oh Lucas! Lucas!” He repeated the boy’s name over and over as he emptied his balls deep into the tiny brown-skinned preteen. In the midst of his orgasm he could also hear Ari and Josh in the throes of unloading again too. James pulled out slowly, and lowered himself onto the floor, exhausted. He heard the rustling of the beanbag and opened his eyes to see Lucas standing above him. “Can we have a cuddle?” James opened his arms, the lad lay on top of him, and James held him close, feeling the warm trickle of his own cum as it oozed out of the little boy. He smiled to himself, thinking how cranky he had been when he heard that Lockie wasn’t coming today, but now feeling totally satisfied. He patted Lucas on the bottom, said, “Let’s get up on the bed”. They joined the other two, and all four of them , the man and his three boys, lay intertwined, big smiles all-round. __________________________________ Part five will follow after a short hiatus. Thanks again for reading!

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