Perverts 'R' Us

Little Boy's Room

By Boy 'O Boy ( M/b, pedo, incest )

This story is fictional, it didn't happen. I do not condone sex with children. If you are below the absurdly artificial age of rationality/consent set by the powers that be, please leave. You can die for your country but you can't legally become aroused through literature. If you are a Conservative bigot who is offended by erotic literature, but consider it your duty to eradicate it, do likewise. Leave now. Otherwise, enjoy the following fantasy.

I heard the outer door to the boy's room open and close. My heart once again began to race. I was sitting in the middle stall of three stalls at the park restroom and had been there for a while now. The squeals and laughter of the young children at play were coming from the playground nearby. This was a first for me. Don't get me wrong, I've been in many a public restroom sucking cocks and getting sucked. In days gone by I have even fucked a few willing guys while they bent over the toilet and braced themselves against the wall for a good pounding, great memories all.

But like I said, this was a first for me. I wasn't alone in the stall. I'd brought my 5-year-old grandson with me. I was sitting on the toilet with my pants around my ankles as usual. I held my naked grandson on my lap with my cock dangling provocatively between his legs. My legs were spread wide. I was always semi hard in situations like this. My cock had that feeling of anticipation that I loved so much. I could feel the slight electric tingles surging through it as a drop of pre-cum formed at the piss slit. I let it ooze out and dangle off the head of my cock knowing that it would slowly stretch into a silvery string before it dropped onto the restroom floor if I allowed it to. But usually before it dribbled off my cock I'd put my finger below it and let it coat my digit. This time I brought it to my grandson's lips where he sucked it off with relish. That always made my cock twitch in appreciation.

My grandson's little cocklet was stiff also. He loved how I fondled him and made him feel so special. He adored his grandpa. I gently cupped his naked boyhood and rubbed my callused hand over it to his sighs of satisfaction. His tiny cock and balls barely took up half the length of my palm as I gently rubbed my hand up and down his little package. I felt my cock begin to rise. Not much else could ever make me as aroused as fondling my naked grandson. I had precious few opportunities to do it, so I took advantage of every possible moment I could.

I bent slightly forward to peer through the glory hole on my right. I spied the stall door slowly opening as a man of about 35 walked in as he unzipped his fly. I unconsciously licked my lips in anticipation. I watched as he pulled his ample cock out of the zipper and began pissing into the water making a loud churning sound that echoed in the small bathroom. He stretched his foreskin over the head as he pulled his cock trying to drain the last drops of piss out. He shook it a couple times and let out a satisfied sigh.

I don't know if he suspected that someone was watching his every move. I waited. Gradually I saw his cock begin to thicken and lengthen. He pulled his hand along the shaft until it reached his pants, peeling the foreskin back off the head, leaving it exposed and glistening. I knew then that this man wasn't just in here to relieve his bladder. He wanted something more. I was more than willing to comply. What I was sure he didn't know was that I had a small naked child in the stall with me. My heart began to pound in expectancy of what he might do next. It was a well-practiced ritual. I watched him turn to face the wall. He took the short step to the glory hole. His cock head was pointed at the opening enticingly. I opened my mouth in anticipation. He slowly slid his swollen penis through the hole and I grasped it with my hand and aimed it at my salivating mouth. I wanted to get his cock wet with my saliva. I slid my mouth over his fleshy meat. I could taste the remnants of fresh piss and the sweetness of pre-cum mixed together.

My grandson watched intently as his grandfather sucked the man's big penis only inches from his face. He was mesmerized. My hand was still on his tiny cock and it was as hard as I'd ever felt it. I rubbed it slowly in rhythm with my sucking motions on the man's ever-growing phallus. It was almost too big to take but I was willing to do a little gagging as it slid down past my tonsils and into my waiting hungry throat. My nose rubbed up against the metal stall as I pushed more of his cock into my mouth. It was then that I slowly slid my sucking lips off his cock and left it standing in mid air, pulsing with its heaviness. I reached down for my grandson's soft hands. I lifted them up and put them around the man's penis. I heard a shudder of a sigh coming from the other side of the wall. He pushed his hips tighter against the barrier wanting more of these intense sensations. I felt him freeze for a moment trying to digest what he was feeling. Something had changed I was sure he was thinking. These couldn't be the hands of the man who had been sucking his cock only a moment ago. I saw his cock pulling back out of the hole. The man stood back far enough so he could bend down and peer into my stall. As his face came into view I heard a loud gasp.

"Oh, my god!" I heard him moan. "Jesus, man. What are you doing?" He asked in a frantic, quavering voice.

"Just stick your cock through the hole again. I promise you won't regret it." I whispered back to him.

The man hesitated. I could read his mind. No, I can't do this. But god it feels so good! No, it's wrong. I won't do it. But damn I've never felt like this in my life! Oh, Jesus forgive me. I saw his hips moving forward as his cock came back through the round opening in the stall. In no time my grandson had his little hands wrapped around the man's penis again. I listened to the loud moans of guilt and passion coming from the other side of the wall.

I motioned with a nod of my head for him to lean forward and take the man's cock head into his young mouth. He did so with relish. He had sucked his grandpa many times before and he knew how good it made me feel. He also loved the taste and feel of a rubbery cock head in his lips. He was smiling as he opened his mouth to try to engulf the too big cock into his little mouth. I heard the man groan again as he pressed himself up against the steel wall. He wasn't going anywhere, this I knew. He was trapped in his pedophilic lust and nothing short of being pried off that wall would stop him. I heard another moan… almost a cry as he reveled in these new depraved feelings.

I shifted myself sideways so my grandson was more comfortable. I grasped the man's thick cock at the base and slowly pulled it back and forth as my grandson suckled the tip of it. More moans emanated from the other side of the stall. I felt the man's cock thicken and throb. I could feel his urethra expand into a straw-like hose on the underside of his cock nearly ready to shoot thick globs out of it and into the waiting little mouth. My grandson had his hands placed just behind the head of the man's cock as I continued milking the base. The loose foreskin slid nastily forward as it bunched up against my grandson's lips.

My heart was racing in anticipation of our reward. I felt the first throbs going through the palm of my hand and watched as the tiny boy guzzled the thick cream as it shot into his mouth as the man cried out in perverted ecstasy. His cock spasmed, jerking frantically as he reached the peak of his orgasm. The boy tried to keep up with the hot gushes of thick man cum but some of it began to drool out of his mouth and down his chin. It was such a perverted scene that my own cock throbbed in response. Again and again the man shot his jism into my grandson's mouth. More and more the man uttered unintelligible moans of appreciation.

Gush after gush of white sperm filled my grandson's throat. The boy pulled his mouth off and it was replaced instantly by my own hungry mouth as I received the last drops of his semen. I savored the pungent taste. I reveled in the smell of man sex and the feel of his wet cock in my mouth. Nothing excites me more than the flesh of a man's cock pushing into my willing mouth. The softness of the skin and the firmness of the throbbing cock send perverse chills down my spine. I suckled it like a newborn baby and was content. The slightly wiry pubes tickling my nose sent tingles through me.

I was shaking now. I always shook when I was a part of making another man lose all of his inhibitions and be a part of his most intimate bodily function. I watched as his cock bounced up and down as it throbbed with his pulse. The spit wet member glistened in the fluorescent lighting in the bathroom. It looked very nasty. The cock slowly slid back out of the hole and I watched the man pull a paper towel out of his back pocket and wipe it dry. I could still hear his erratic breathing. I saw his hands shaking as he wiped his cock. He was shaking from lust and fear. He rushed to pull his pants back up and leave. I knew he was completely satisfied but also completely confused by what had just happened. He had no more planned on feeding a 5-year-old boy his cock when he woke up that morning than he had planned on walking down Main Street totally nude. It just wouldn't have entered his mind.

The man turned around and flung the stall door open. He left the restroom without washing his hands. Once he'd cum his main concern was to get out of this bathroom as quickly as possible before he was possibly caught in his act of child molestation. Yes, he knew now that he had the propensity of being a pedophile. Perhaps it was the first time in his life such thoughts had even entered his mind. Nonetheless, he was now and would always be a pedophile. Would he act on those urges ever again? Only time would tell.

I kissed my grandson on the mouth and licked up the remains of the man's cum. I loved doing this. Eating cum off my grandson's face was such a satisfyingly perverted act. I stuck my tongue into his mouth and he giggled as he felt me lapping at the insides of his cheeks. He knew from times past that I wanted more of the flavor too. I felt his little tongue rubbing against the underside of my lingual probing. It sent shivers down into my spine and ended at my cock and balls. I felt my cock throb in response.

The outside door opened again as another young man entered the boy's room. The stall door next to me had remained open after the first man had left. I could see the young guy as he combed his hair looking in the mirror over the sink. My heart sank Maybe he just came in here to freshen up I thought. He turned and I expected him to open the outer door again. But something caught his eye. He must have seen me peering through the glory hole and he got curious. He walked into the stall, leaving the door wide open. He bent down to peer into my stall. I saw him jerk up sharply. I knew he had seen my naked grandson sitting on my unclothed lap.

For what seemed like minutes he remained frozen in place. Then I saw his hand rub the front of his jeans. I could see the growing bulge. His hand reached for the snap and he unzipped his pants and let them slide down to his knees. He wasn't wearing any underwear. This teen boy had a nice sized piece of meat on him and I wanted a taste. His balls were in a tight scrotum nestled between his legs. His hand grasped his cock and pulled on it as it grew. I stuck my finger through the glory hole inviting him to push that tasty cock into our side.

The young man turned towards us and pushed it into the metal hole and then into the human hole on the other side. I sucked his cock as it got stiffer in my mouth. It was maybe six inches long and of average thickness. I could easily handle it with my well-trained mouth muscles. The glory hole was big enough that when he pressed his body against the wall his balls too slid through to our side. My grandson instinctively reached out and grasped them in his tiny hands. As my mouth slid nearly off the cock I could look down and see him fondling the fleshy orbs. My heart was pounding again. My arm was around my grandson's stomach holding him tightly so he could play with his new sexual toy.

"Hey man, if you want to get out of here I have a van in the parking lot." I heard the young man whisper.

"Sure. That sounds like a good Idea." I replied.

"Great. I'll leave first and you can follow. I'll wait by my van. It's dark blue with dark tinted windows. You can't miss it." He instructed.

The young man left in a hurry and I began dressing my grandson. I pulled up my pants and opened the tin door. We walked out of the restroom into the sunlight. I had to squint a bit in order to adjust to the brightness. I spied the van parked under a nearby tree. The owner slid into the driver's seat and motioned for us to get in. I held my grandson's tiny hand and we walked slowly to the passenger side of the van. The door swung open and we got in. The boy started the engine and drove down a dirt road that went off into the hills. Not many people used this old logging trail and I figured this teenager knew that from experience. I imagined him deflowering a young coed back here in the privacy of darkness. I loved young teenagers. They were never completely sexually satisfied and they'd experiment with many forms of sexual gratification. I was very willing to give him his newest experience.

As the boy drove I figured I would help things along by unsnapping my grandson's shorts and pulling them off. I slid his t-shirt up off his head and he sat naked in my lap. The boy licked his lips as he nervously smiled in our direction. I saw him absent-mindedly rub his crotch with his free hand. The van slowed and pulled off the trail under some trees that were surrounded by thick bushes. We would be out of sight here. I stood my grandson up between my legs and began undoing my own pants in anticipation of the events to follow. The driver got out and went around to the side of the van and slid the door open, silently telling us to join him.

We left our clothes in a pile on the floor of the front seat and walked naked to the opening. We got in back and lay on the flat carpeted floor and watched the young man pull his tight jeans off and whip his shirt over his head before joining us, leaving the sliding door open. My grandson lay between us smiling broadly. He needed no instruction as he leaned over and grasped the teenager's cock and began to happily play with it. The boy laid back and sighed at the softness of my grandson's touch. I watched his cock grow harder and a bit longer.

I motioned for the tot to lean forward and suck it into his young mouth. He did not hesitate. He was used to this fun by now and needed no urging. I knew he loved it just as I had when my own grandfather had introduced me to the joys of sex at a very young age. I always loved my grandfather for that. It made my life such a joy.

I leaned down behind my grandbaby and put my hands on his tiny butt cheeks and opened them. The scent of boy sweat and musk wafted into the small cabin and I inhaled it deeply. My tongue licked at his crevice to sighs of appreciation as I gave both him and me intense pleasure. The teenager moaned his appreciation at the perverted spectacle before him. He put his hand on the boys' head and gently coaxed him lower onto his cock. I approved. I continued licking the tiny pink asshole getting it wet with spit. I rubbed a finger in the crevice and massaged his anus. I felt him ever so slightly push his butt back onto the probe.

I knew what he wanted. I fingered his hole, wiggling into his hot little insides. His breathing increased as he anticipated more of grandpa's invading finger. I didn't disappoint him. I had half my middle finger up his asshole now and began a slow in and out fucking motion. The teenager was watching with avid interest at my ministrations. He licked his lips as he watched me probing the tiny hairless boy. I grinned at the perverse thoughts going through my mind.

I broke our comfortable position to some non-verbal protest from my two companions. I motioned for the teen boy to kneel behind my grandson. He smiled a wicked grin. He grasped my meaning and did not hesitate. I positioned my grandson on his knees and bent his torso forward so his little butt was in a very inviting position. I leaned down and sucked the teen boy's cock into my mouth generously coating it with slick saliva. I grabbed his cock at the base and aimed it at my grandson's tight opening. The teenager glanced quickly at me and then moved his hips forward aiming his cock at the inviting hole. I watched as his throbbing hard cockhead pushed into the toddler. I held my grandson's hips firmly but gently as I watched the head of his cock slowly spread the willing but grasping hole. Gradually the head slid into the orifice. It took some time before the corona slid past the small anal ring and I felt my grandson tighten up as he adjusted to the invading member. The slight pain was quickly replaced by waves of pleasure.

The boy expertly stopped and waited for my signal. More of his cock slid into my grandson. Moans of pleasure/pain emanated from my son's son. The teenager's hands reached out and grasped my grandson around his hips and slid his cock forward. My cock throbbed in perverse approval at the scene before me. My hands were shaking in pedophilic lust as I held onto the tiny hips. I watched as the horny teenager slid his cock slowly in and out of the fuck-boy crouching before him. Gradually inch by inch his cock penetrated deeper until his curly brown crotch hairs rubbed up against the alabaster boy ass in front of him. He began to speed his thrusts up in an unconscious effort at getting the most gratification he could out of this wonderful union. I watched my grandson smile at the familiar, pleasurable intrusion. He wanted this every bit as much as the teen boy behind him did. I knew this from many similar experiences that came before.

I positioned myself in front of my grandson now. I was still able to see everything I needed to see. The boys' cock was pistoning in and out of his tiny ass making exciting soggy sounds as it moved. I aimed my thick cock at my grandson's waiting mouth. He opened wide and accepted my phallus with a kid lust that is only learned after many tries. The wet noises of man and boy sex permeated the back of the van. Grunts of satisfaction echoed.

I was reaching near orgasm at the feelings my grandson was giving me while I watched as he reveled in the man/boy behind him begin to fill his asshole with fuck juice. The squishing sounds got louder as the boy's ass juices mingled with cum now filling him to overflowing. I sighed and groaned as my cock burst forth with stream after stream of thick white globs of semen.

I emptied my big balls into my grandson's mouth and reached forward to work his tiny cocklet and balls while the teen held his cock inside his tiny tight hole, massaging his prostate. It wasn't long before the boy began to shake uncontrollably as he entered into the oblivion of an intense dry boy orgasm. He shuddered and moaned and let out a cry of ecstasy before he collapsed on the floor of the van, spent. I smiled at the young pervert as he slowly slid his cock out of my grandson. He smiled a lusty grin back at me and winked. I had a feeling this would not be the last time the three of us played nasty pedophilic games in the back of this kid molester vehicle.

I didn't notice the uniformed man standing in the bushes. His black and white squad car was parked some yards away. His hand was stroking his throbbing thick 8-inch man meat as he took in the scene of total debauchery before him. He held his moan in as he gushed his semen onto the leaf litter on the ground as he watched the two men empty their balls into the hairless little boy. He watched as the older man masturbated him to his dry kiddy orgasm. He shuddered in envy at the sight as he squeezed the last drops of cum from his cock never taking his eyes off the erotic scene before him.

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He zipped up his tight blue uniform pants and crept silently back to his car. He knew from past experience that he could see any number of sexual goings on back here if he waited long enough. He was pleasantly surprised when he came upon this particular scene of a middle-aged man, a teen boy and a toddler engaging in the most filthy sex acts they could perform. His cock twitched again as he slid into the driver's seat. He stayed hidden until the van pulled off. He made note of the license plate number. It might come in handy in the future he thought to himself and smiled a satisfied smile.

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