Perverts 'R' Us

A Tribute to Boy-Fucker House

By Alexa ( M/b, rape, anal, D/s, nc, pedo )

Dedicated to Daddyshole, author of Boyfucker House! Hope you don't mind my playing in your sandbox.

The next job the House was called into was a different one. Apparently the CEO's dad was well pleased with our work and had recommended us to a friend of his. The call explained he was having a problem with his just turned 7-year-old son. While dad continued to fuck his baby boy's tight little ass on a regular basis and even passed his ass around at some special, late-night 'business' meetings, the kid wouldn't stop complaining about sucking his daddy's cock. He said it "tastes bad". The fucking punk kid couldn't appreciate the privilege of sucking down his daddy's cum.

The last straw was when the first-grader had spat the cum onto the floor. He was made to lick it up while having his ass reamed like never before, but Dad wasn't satisfied. He wanted a lesson to be rammed home, and he had something specific in mind.

"I want him fucked full. When you finish with him I want him to leak cum from both ends. I want him to eat so much cum he's fucking drowning in cock juice."

Well, that's a fairly tall order, but definitely doable. To prepare, all the guys selected for the job were on stand-down for three weeks. No jobs, no Alex, no outside cumming at all. Increased zinc for cum production and everyone on 'the team' was required to watch every other job done by the others in the House. Just watching, no cumming. Nothing but watching our brothers plow tight boy-cunt after tight boy-cunt. The dungeon was put into play and some evenings we had as many as three or four boys strapped, tied, and positioned for hours of rough, deep, full-length fucking.

By the end, all 18 of us were hard as rocks and leaking continuously. There was constant dick slime trailing all over and we were so hot for boy-cunt that Alex was avoiding the upstairs as much as possible. Not that that plan had worked. Being prepared meant being worked up, so we worked Alex over with a couple of studded dildos. It was a great scene. Holding down the squirming, writhing little cutie and ramming the 8.5" vibrator over his prostate until his eyes glazed over and his body shook in one long, dry cum. Meanwhile, precum dripped from all of us in splatters all over the kid's body. My balls were so tight I thought they'd burst. None of us could wait for the job.

Finally we made it to the guy's house. It was a nice place. Big, but not overdone, and plenty of room for what was planned. The dad wanted it done right in the kid's own room, so we all trooped upstairs to wait. The kid's room was perfect for a spoiled brat. All done in blues and reds and airplanes. Whatever. I was looking forward to having my cum leaking out of freshly-raped boy-ass right onto that pretty little airplane rug.

When Dad marched the little punk into the room, my balls clenched tight. The kid was little for a seven-year-old. Maybe 45 pounds and slender. Blonde and pale with teary eyes and a pouting mouth. He was wearing a school uniform shirt and blue shorts. He glared at us all from under the blonde bangs and I couldn't wait to wipe that look off his face. And it didn't take long. Dad gave us all the nod and stepped back to sit on the kid's bed out of the way. I could see he was already hard as a rock under his expensive slacks. Later, as we were working over his son and heir, I'd look over to see him shooting cum all over his baby boy's bed and pillow.

The first thing when straightening out a punk kid's attitude is to establish what the rules are. That is, you do whatever you want and they shut-the-fuck-up and take it. A couple of the guys grabbed the kid and stripped him down in seconds. The kid started off whining and crying and hollering for daddy, so one of the guys popped him up side the head sharp. The screaming and crying started and the flailing around, but the kid's little baby dick was stiff as a pencil, sticking straight up.

It can be hard to have a kid suck you off while being fucked, especially one this small and with cocks as big as ours. But we had planned for this and knew exactly what to do. Kyle, one of the wrestlers, pulled the kid over to him and pried his jaw open. In one long thrust he forced his thick cock down the boy's throat. It was totally awesome. You could see the bulge of cock right down the line of his neck. Immediately one of the other guys jerked the kid's hips up and rammed home. Choked off squeals came from the kid as the guy in back began thrusting deep and long.

The kid was dangling between the two of them, feet off the floor, hands banging at Kyle's hips, just pinioned between two cocks. With one huge guy holding his hips and one holding his shoulders, the kid could do nothing but hang there and be fucked at both ends. He was yanked back and forth for a second, and then the two made eye contact. At the signal, they made an abrupt switch and were suddenly thrusting together. The kid was getting it in both ends at the same time. It looked as if they were trying to touch cocks in the middle through the kid. Both were going balls deep in the little fuck over and over. After the weeks we'd had, though, no one was going to last long at first. Abruptly, both guys lunged sharply and were pouring the first loads of the night into the kid.

With a pop and a slurp the two pulled the boy off them and dropped him to the carpet. He was choking and crying and gasping for air, but it was only a second until the next two were on him.

It's not often that we get a gang job with such specific directions, but we pulled it off beautifully, if I do say so myself. After the first two guys shot their nut in the little cutie, we were a little more careful. Each guy would either cum directly in that hot, gasping mouth, or they would 'warm up' by drilling that tight ass for a while and then switch off to add their load down the kid's throat. Only toward the end of the evening did we begin cumming in that sweet ass again. The job had priority, after all.

As a lesson the night went well, too. The kid only spat out the cum in his mouth one time and then swallowed each load easily. Of course, having his ass and balls beaten with his own little leather school uniform belt may have had something to do with that. Craig, the guy who's cum the kid had spat out gave a growl to me and I called a couple guys over to lift him up. Luckily, we've had plenty of practice and they knew exactly what needed to be done.

One guy stood on each side and grabbed an arm and a leg. The kid swung between them horizontal over the floor. Craig, a bulky sophomore with a nine-inch cock, took a handful of the soft blonde hair and pushed the kid's face down to the puddle of cum and spit. "Lick it up." The kid just cried harder and started yelling for his mommy and daddy, which we all found funny. Apparently the kid had forgotten that Daddy was sitting on the other side of the room, jerking off on his designer bed.

I walked over to where the kid's clothes had been tossed and yanked the thin leather belt out of the uniform shorts. The guys holding each side of the kid pulled his ankles apart until he was splayed out in mid air. Kids are flexible when they're that young. That seven-year-old brat was doing a split to make a cheerleader proud. His boy-cunt was pink and shiny from the cum just like a cheerleader's, too. Craig gave him the order to lick up the cum again, and again the kid just didn't get it.

I let the first stripe land right down the crack of his pretty pale ass. The crack made all the other guys cheer almost loud enough to drown out the shriek the kid gave out. The skin immediately pinked up and I gave him about a second to start licking before I landed the next one. It only took a couple of more swats before the kid started licking the puddle off the floor. By this time the gang was chanting, "Lick it up, lick it up." The dad looked like Christmas had come early.

I kept swinging while the kid was licking and when he stopped licking to scream or sob, I switched to underhand and came up right on his bare little balls. The howl from that was impressive, but the guys almost dropped him when he began to shake through his first dry cum. I guess I caught his hard little pricklet with the edge of the belt and it was enough to send him over. I gave him a couple more hard ones right over his boy-pussy while he finished up and then a couple more when Craig insisted he kiss his hard-again cock and apologize for trying to waste cum.

Finally the guys let him down and then dragged him to his knees to suck their cocks. Ryan, a junior in the House, was force-feeding him almost ten inches of cock while the other decided to get creative. Ryan was admiring the outline of his cock sliding down that slim first-grader's throat when the guy behind pulled both of the kids arms behind him and gathered them in one hand. He pulled tight back, causing the boy's slim body to arch forward and thrust his chest up. Ryan grinned and used the hand not holding the kid's head to reach down and pinch at the tiny pink nipples. The kid started squealing around the fat cock raping his throat.

Meanwhile, the guy in back was finger-fucking that tight ass with two, three, and then four fingers. Ryan groaned and forced the kid's face tight down as he poured his cum down his throat. The guy in back switched to front to dump his load and another stepped up and began long-dicking the tight ass with no warning. The kid was shaking through one dry cum after another at that point, his tiny little dick was rock hard the whole time.

The continuous stimulation made him shake even during the switch offs. A look at Dad found him jerking off against a blue teddy bear with "Love, from Grandma" stitched in white on the tummy.

It took us all evening to complete the job. The kid was so fucked stupid all he could do was lay in the pool of cock slime and sweat where we dropped him. Finally, I invited Dad to inspect the 'work'. He came over with me to make sure he was completely satisfied.

The kid's boy-cunt was swollen and puffy, just like a girl's pussy. It gaped open from the deep raping he'd received and he was leaking cock sauce onto that cute blue airplane rug, just like I'd hoped. I encouraged Dad to ram four fingers in there to check the depth of the gaping. He was extremely pleased and continued to ram his hand in on the river of cum, twisting and pressing until the kid spasmed through yet another violent dry cum.

Dad grinned in delight and pulled his hand free, covered in our cock juice. Yanking up on the blonde head with his other hand, Dad offered the cum-covered digits to the swollen, red lips. With a whimper the pink, cum-stained little tongue came out and licked every scrap of cum from his daddy's fingers. Daddy wiped his hand off in the soft, blonde hair and then ran a hand down to the bulging tummy. The kid was so slender and we had fed him so much cum that his skin was stretched tight over his stomach like a drum. He looked like he was starting to show for a pregnancy. The dad just smiled and ran his hands over the hard bulge, squeezing and rubbing until the kid was moaning and whimpering.

Dad was extremely pleased with the whole session. He offered an extra bonus if we would all jerk off over his baby boy with him, before we left. Well, most of the guys had already cum multiple times, but duty calls, and all that. We all managed to squeeze out a last load to decorate the fucked-out seven-year-old. Afterwards Dad saw us out and told us he would be heading back upstairs to spoon feed the kid all the cum we'd just splattered all over him. His eyes practically lit up when I reminded him not to forget the ass full of cum we'd left his cock-sucking little angel with.

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