"'Bye, Honey!" Tommy's mom called as she headed down the front walk to go catch the bus, "Have a great day!"

Tommy stood in the doorway of Mr. Miller's house, smiling forlornly at his retreating mother. The six foot four inch neighbor stood next to him with his thick arm draped over the 4 foot tall 10 year old boy's bony shoulders in a friendly manor, smiling and waving.

"See ya tonight!" he called, grinning broadly.

Then he swung the heavy front door closed, locking the terrified boy in the house with the man who had sexually molested him the day before. Under the guise of having the boy help him move some boxes, he had invited Tommy over to his house with his mother's blessing, stripped him to his underwear, and forced Tommy to suck his cock until he came on his face. He had taken pictures of that event, and threatened to show them to the world if Tommy told or refused his further advances.

That threat - along with the money Tommy earned meeting with the perverted neighbor - had kept his mouth shut and assured his presence today.

But Tommy dreaded what lay in store for him today. Mr. Miller had arranged with Tommy's unwitting mother for the boy to spend the whole day and most of the evening alone with the large, intimidating retiree.

It took the man no time at all to start in on the nervous boy.

"Well, let's get you out of those clothes, shall we?" Miller said, reaching for Tommy's shirt.

"No, please," the boy objected, trying to slide away from the man's grasping fingers, "I don't want to."

Miller grabbed Tommy's upper arm, his fingers meeting as they closed completely around the thin limb. Ignoring the boy's objections, Miller pulled the boy's shirt up over his loose arm and then over his head and off, letting go of the other arm as he did so. Tommy could hear the fabric rip as the shirt slid off.

"No! I don't want to!" Tommy yelled, scampering into the living room. Miller followed at an easy pace, as if he had all the time in the world, which he pretty much did. There was no way out of the large room aside from the doorway Tommy had entered, and he soon found himself pinned against the wall with the big man's hand pressed against his chest.

"Mmmmmm," Miller sighed, running his hand over Tommy's bare chest "You're one hot piece of ass, you know that? You're gonna make a fortune, that's for sure." Tommy had little idea what the man was talking about, except that he knew Mr. Miler planned to pay his mother after abusing him all day. He tried to spin away when Miller lifted his hand, but the man was too fast. And Tommy felt himself guided/dragged to the couch in the middle of the large space. Miller sat heavily and pulled the vainly struggling boy on the seat next to him. He pushed Tommy back against the cushions and leaned forward, pressing his thick lips to the child's mouth, forcing his thick tongue into Tommy's mouth.

The 10 year old felt Miller's hand on his belly. He felt it slide down across his hip to his leg, which was bare beneath his shorts. Tommy made distressed mewling sounds as the man used his mouth. Miller's saliva ran over Tommy's lower lip to coat his chin and drip onto his chest. Miller's hand returned to Tommy's chest to rub the spit into his skin, tweaking his hard nipples as he did so.

"Mmmmm," Miller groaned again as he pulled back from Tommy's face, "You're a great kisser, you know that?" he asked as he pulled idly at one of the child's nipples. He bent forward to nibble the side of Tommy's neck, while returning a big hand to the boy's soft thigh. The hand slid up and down Tommy's leg as Miller slobbered on the boy's neck. Tommy could feel more of the disgusting man's spit running down his chest.

"I can't wait to see you naked, Baby," Miller mumbled against Tommy's neck, "But I'm gonna take it slow," He slid his tongue across Tommy's collar bone to the middle of his chest, kissing down to his sternum, then across to his left nipple. Tommy whined while the older neighbor sucked on the hard bud, goose bumps crawling across his belly and thighs.

The boy tipped his head back and breathed hard, his body betraying him. Tears leaked from his big brown eyes. Despite his situation, the man's ministrations were beginning to feel good.

The boy jumped when he felt Mr. Miller's hand cup his genitals through his shorts.

"No!" he cried, jerking erect in his seat. Miller looked up at him and smiled knowingly.

"You wanna take it slow too, eh?" he said, massaging Tommy's small bulge through his shorts.

"Don't worry," he assured the frightened child, "I won't let things go too fast." As he spoke, Tommy felt his zipper being pulled down, and tried to stop Miller by grabbing his wrist. But the man's body blocked one arm, and one hand wasn't enough to even slow the old pervert down.

Miller put his big hand down inside Tommy's underwear, touching his penis for the first time. His fingers dug down past the boy's cock to cup his small testicles, moaning as he did so.

"Mmm, so warm. Your cock is nice and hard, too!" Tommy blushed, mortified and humiliated that his penis was indeed erect. All the physical contact - the kissing and molesting - had gotten to him. Tears spilled down his cheeks as the man squeezed and fondled his cock and balls.

"Man, these shorts are tight!" Miller exclaimed, "Let's get rid of them, shall we?" He gripped the boy's shorts at the top and yanked them over his narrow hips. He stood up and pulled, shaking the child out of his shorts. Tommy's ass was lifted in the air as the man stripped off his clothes. He tried to catch his shorts in his fist before Miller could yank them off, but he was too late.

The man pulled his shorts and underpants off in one harsh yank, leaving the naked boy wearing his white ankle socks and sneakers.

"Holy fuck!" Miller exclaimed, gazing in wonder at the boy's skinny naked body. Tommy huddled on the couch with his hands over his genitals, his legs curled up to cover himself.

"Hey, don't hide!" Miller said, taking Tommy's wrists in his big hands and pulling his arms away from his body. The trembling boy's penis stuck up hard and red from between his legs "You got nothin' to be ashamed of, Sweet Thing," Miller told him. He held the boy's arms wide apart and leaned down to kiss him again. Tommy sat pinned against the couch as his neighbor knelt on the floor in front of him, kissing his lips and exploring the interior of his mouth with his tongue.

Letting go of his wrists, Miller moved his hands to Tommy's body, running his palms up his sides to his chest and rubbing his hard nipples with his thumbs.

The kiss went on and on, and Tommy started to respond. He opened his mouth more willingly, tipping his head to the side, mimicking Miler's motions. The boy moaned when he felt the big man's large fist close over his hard penis and pump up and down slowly.

Tommy raised his arms and put them around Mr. Miller's neck, letting them rest on his thick shoulders while the man sucked on his thin tongue. Miller pulled away and stared into the panting boy's flushed face.

"That's my boy," the man crooned, "Such a good boy." He looked down, and Tommy followed his gaze to watch the man manipulate his small hard cock. Tommy closed his eyes and tipped his head back against the couch. His chest rose and fell in time with his heavy breathing.

This time, when Miller licked his neck, Tommy sighed and tipped his head to the side to give the man better access. The man scooped up Tommy's legs from under his knees and pressed them back and up, exposing his penis. Miller kissed Tommy's chest and belly, working his way toward the boy's crotch.

Tommy moaned when he felt the man's lips close over his hard penis, his tongue flicking over the sensitive, swollen head. Mr. Miller sucked on his penis for a few minutes, then moved lower, to take his little ball sac in his mouth, his nose nudging the bottom of Tommy's penis as he sucked his balls.

Tipping the boy back farther, Miller lapped at the boy's asshole, forcing his tongue past the child's sphincter. Tommy had never felt anything like it. His head swam at the sensation of the man's tongue invading his anus.

Miller let go of Tommy's legs and his feet hit the floor with a double thud. Tommy didn't even hesitate when Mr. Miller leaned forward to kiss him. He barely thought about the fact that the man's tongue had just come from his asshole when it invaded his mouth. As they kissed, Miller reached down and unfastened his pants, pushing them down with his underwear.

The 10 year old let Mr. Miller pull him forward, with a big hand on the back of his neck, and guide his face toward his long thick cock. The boy opened his mouth and took the warm shaft between his lips, sucking it the way the man had done for him. Miller moaned and pushed his cock in and out of the ten year old's mouth as Tommy sucked.

"Feel my balls, Baby," the man moaned. Tommy put his hand under Mr. Miller's cock and felt the soft, hairy sac in his palm. He felt the 2 large testicles heavy in his hand. Miller moaned and pushed his cock deeper into Tommy's mouth.

"Here it comes, Baby," the man panted above him, "Get ready!" He held Tommy's head with both hands as his cock spurted warm slime in Tommy's mouth. The boy flinched but couldn't pull away when the man's semen coated his tongue.

Fortunately, it didn't last long, so Tommy was able to hold the fkuid in his mouth easily.

He was grossed out. It was gooey and lumpy and smelled like bleach.

"Go on, Sexy," the man said encouragingly, "Swallow it. Lemme see!" Tommy stared at the man and struggled to swallow the disgusting mouthful without gagging. Tears filled his eyes as he choked the slimy wad down, his body shuddering in revulsion. His nipples hardened in response.

He hoped he wouldn't have to do that again!

"Awesome!" Mr. Miller said gleefully, grinning at the boy. He reached out and put his big hands on Tommy's bare thighs, rubbing up and down and tickling his penis and balls with his fingertips.

Tommy felt ashamed and humiliated. He had been betrayed by his own body; manipulated by an adult man into doing something he hadn't wanted to do. The boy felt used and disgusted, and nauseous.

"Great," the man said, "It's not even nine o'clock! Let's have some breakfast, then I'll take some pictures and you can see if you can get me hard before lunch." He took Tommy's hand and led him toward the kitchen.

"Can't wait to take a crack at that ass!" the man said as he led the naked boy deeper into the house.