Perverts 'R' Us
The Meeting
By Boy O' Boy ( M/b, group, pedo, inc )
This is a fantasy story. It is neither based on a factual event nor did I witness it happening. It has its roots in history and is a story about a boy lover's group named NAMBLA. If it is illegal to read an erotic story in your area please leave now. Big Brother is alive and watching you and me. The Constitution is a rag according to him (them) and doesn't need to be adhered to when it comes to persecuting people for their thoughts. George Orwell was right.
The door to the small auditorium opened with a clang. The loud noise seemed out of place out here in the middle of nowhere. The insignificant building was situated in the outskirts of a large Western city. The pedophiles winced as they looked around nervously. They had been taught by society to remain in the background and unnoticed. They blended in at all levels from the poorest ghetto to the wealthiest mansions. Yet, they all had one thing in common; they all loved children. We all love children right? But in this case they really loved children; sexually that is.
Don't act surprised. Except for the laws of the day, every man I know would be an active pedophile. You know it and I know it so don't try to fool an old fool. Up until modern times the age of consent and the actual age of a child being introduced to sex was very young indeed. Men and women alike always loved prepubescent girls and boys. Yes, men seemed to be in the vast majority when it came to expressing sexual love with kids. But then, men are the pursuers; it is a built in urge. No, it is more than an urge it is instinct.
As the men, young and old, father and grandfather, uncle and unmarried filed into the dimly lit room they took their seats. The room was set up much like a theater, a theater in the round. A small stage was in the center of the room and could be viewed from all sides equally well. As an added benefit the stage was on a revolving pedestal that slowly turned so that all onlookers could see every possible view.
The men for the most part were not alone. They were accompanied by their sons or grandsons or nephews or in some cases by boys not related to them. There were a few single guys who came stag in hopes of meeting someone. All were there by choice. NAMBLA members and pedophiles in general did not believe in child abuse or coercion. It could be seen in the children's faces. Boys of toddler age on up to the age of puberty or slightly beyond gladly accompanied their fathers and mentors. The smiles on their faces told the whole story. These boys wanted to be here, plain and simple.
As each man/child couple and the occasional lucky man with more than one young charge got settled into their chosen seats they watched a naked man walk onto the small stage. No microphone was needed. The room was not that big. The men leaned forward so as not to miss anything being said.
I won't go into the entire speech but basically the MC told the crowd to relax, get comfortable and to disrobe completely. This was a safety measure to insure no infiltraters brought in recording devices or hidden video equipment. We were among friends, after all. Their clothing would be returned to them at the end of the night. No one complained.
The men and boys welcomed this requirement. After all, they'd come here not only for the entertainment but to play with their young charges and perhaps other little boys. They knew beforehand that they would be in a very relaxed, very safe venue. A muted scuffling could be heard as first a few then many men began to take off their shirts, unzip their pants and help their young charges do the same. Some men glanced right and left to observe some of the young boys being disrobed. Even though they had children of their own at their sides it was a man's nature to look at other desirable young children. It was a real turn on to watch a boy being stripped and exposed to them in this public venue. Sighs and gasps of approval could be heard echoing throughout the room. After several minutes it was quiet again.
The MC continued with his short introduction. "Gentlemen you are in for a real treat tonight. I've managed to get the world famous porn star, dad and pedophile Randy Dickson and his family here to perform for us. And now, without further ado, on with the show."
The lights in the room dimmed as the spotlight over the stage intensified leaving the audience in near total darkness. As the patrons' eyes adjusted to the change they saw a young man come onto stage. He was totally nude and built very well. He had a lean, though muscular body with a tuft of sandy colored hair in the middle of his chest and a nice patch of pubic hair otherwise he was smooth. His shoulder length red hair, green eyes and goatee emphasized his handsome face. His half-hard uncut cock danced provocatively in front of him as he walked over to a thigh high, raised platform that was covered with a thin mattress. His first act was to sit on the edge of the makeshift bed and lean forward. He bent down further until he could lick the head of his cock. He didn't stop there, however. He continued to engulf fully half of his cock and for a few minutes sucked it at the envy of every man in the audience. He slowly came off his wet cock and stood as the edge of the bed. Everyone admired his talent and his glistening cock.
He made a tentative bow of sorts and held his arm to the side in a gesturing manner. Everyone's eyes darted to the left as a young nude boy of about ten walked onto the stage. He too had red hair and his face had a spattering of freckles. His young body was a smooth alabaster white as only a redhead's could be. He was a cutie. He walked up to his dad and fondled his cock.
The naked men adjusted themselves in their seats, hugging their young charges closer to them. Some whispered to the younger boys explaining what was happening. Others just held their naked boys closer to their bodies. All were content and excited at the same time. A deep, persistent musical beat could be heard from the speakers. It resembled a human heartbeat but was more insistent, more intense, rhythmical, drum-like. It added an edge to the entertainment.
The father on stage hefted his young son onto the mattress and wasted little time in positioning himself between the boy's legs. He bent down and began to suckle his child's three-inch uncut penis into his mouth. The audience leaned forward as one, not wanting to miss anything. The boy leaned back, using his elbows as props so that he was exposed to the crowd as much as possible. His smooth legs were splayed wide for maximum exposure. He was no stranger to performing. He loved being watched. He had been doing it since he could barely walk and never tired of it. He arched his back so his father's mouth could engulf his little boy package balls and all. A wet sucking noise was heard as all onlookers stared at the depraved scene.
The men in the audience began to fondle their young boys now, rubbing their stomachs or genitals or firm young butts as they watched the perverted scene unfolding before their eyes. Their cocks had by this time risen to the occasion and some rubbed them on the backs of the children standing in front of them. The touch of the warm, firm cock on their skin sent chills down the boy's bodies. They wanted more. They would get much more.
The boys reveled in the pleasurable feelings. Most had felt them many times before, in some cases since they were babies and had no memory of their first sexual experiences. The luckier boys were shown videotapes of their youthful playtimes if their fathers or other pedophiles had the foresight to record their introduction to sexual fun. Many of the tapes were traded with other perverts much like mail order companies sent DVDs to members for a small fee. To become a member one simply had to have one or more DVDs to trade that showed consensual sex acts with a boy.
The perverted scene on stage continued as first a few, then several adult men began to fondle their young charges, getting them aroused and excited. Some of the younger boys were lifted up and stood on their father's naked thighs to better see the performance while dad tongued their tiny smooth asses or rubbed their genitals gently in time with the performers onstage. The smell of boy and man sex began wafting through the air and added to the eroticism of the whole thing. Eyes darted left and right so as not to miss anything.
As the father/performer continued to suckle his 10-year-old son his left arm moved up and he motioned to the side of the stage once again. Another small boy about 7 years old came onstage and stood behind his father. Without instruction the young red haired boy pressed his father's ass mounds open and buried his young face in his father's ass crack. An audible gasp was heard from the onlookers. Many men leaned forward again to watch. The boy spread his dad's ass cheeks wider so the audience could see his little pink tongue running up and down the adult's ass crease and then stab provocatively at the waiting asshole. The boy was as aroused as the rest of the room was. You could tell he loved licking his father's clean ass.
After a few minutes he moved back a bit and began to finger his dad's spit-wet asshole. He first pushed one boy finger into the willing hole. Pretty soon he had two fingers inside his daddy. Three fingers entered him and the man moaned his satisfaction. Four fingers were inserted now. The boy began an in and out motion of his young hand and gradually it was buried up to the last knuckles of his fingers. His thumb moved inline with his probing digits and he continued to slowly push his hand further into the man who was still bending over sucking his other son with loud, juicy noises.
In a move that was witnessed with some disbelief by the entire room as his hand gradually slid into the man up to his wrist. It was grasped firmly by the man's sphincter muscle. It could be seen contracting around the small wrist. The father shivered and gasped his complete satisfaction at this expected intrusion. It was not the first time one of his sons had fisted his ass and it wouldn't be the last.
A few gasps and groans could be heard as some of the men ejaculated prematurely at this most perverted of all scenes. A boy's hand is the perfect size to accomplish this. The boy began to move his hand back and forth going slightly deeper with each inward thrust. What the audience couldn't see was the boy's hand. He rapidly opened and closed his fist extending his fingers and thumb so that they sent shivers of intense sensations into his father's anal canal causing the man to groan with intense desire. The boy's free hand reached around to masturbate his father's leaking cock. .
Wet noises were now scattered throughout the room as father sucked son and son licked father. Appreciative moans could be heard here and there. A few boys felt a probing finger rubbing their tiny puckers and pushed back to meet it. Some of the men glanced back and forth from the stage to the men and boys nearby watching them enjoy each other's cocks and balls and asses. It was a dizzying visual delight. Men had their tongues inside their young son's mouths. Boys were sucking their father's big cocks while other perverts slowly masturbated as they watched them all closely.
All the while the man onstage was accepting his 7-year-old son's fisting with more and more relish. He spread his muscular legs wider and squatted down slightly, giving the viewers the most erotic, perverted view possible. By this time half of the boy's forearm was embedded in his father's ass and he showed no signs of slowing down. Dad continued to suck his 10-year-old son's penis. His own cock was constantly drooling strings of pre-cum. He grunted his appreciation as his hands squeezed the boy's butt cheeks.
The father again raised his left arm and motioned to the wings of the stage. Immediately a tot of a boy no more than 3 years old happily skipped onstage as naked as the day he was born. In fact, other than on those rare occasions when he was forced by society to wear clothes he had been raised nude from day one. He had a one-inch uncut boy-penis and an acorn-sized scrotum that made the mouths of all the pedos in the room water. The boy immediately knelt down in front of his older brother and took his rigid cock into his little mouth. He expertly suckled the boy as the lad fisted his father's asshole. For several minutes they continued this perverse performance. All four family members were joined by an age-old sexual act.
At some unknown signal the 7-year old boy slowly pulled his hand out of his father's ass causing a wet, sucking sound as it was pulled free. The youngest boy stood up and turned facing his dad. He was lovingly lifted up and placed on the mattress. The three boys were soon sitting side by side on the makeshift bed and in unison they turned and positioned themselves on their hands and knees in front of their father. Their butts moved provocatively from side to side in a teasing manner in front of him. He leaned down and licked their asses one by one. The audience approved. .
Dad stood behind his oldest son, the ten-year-old and moved his rigid cock into position. He pulled his kids butt cheeks apart and rubbed the wet head of his cock up and down the pink crease. He spread his boy's smooth mounds wider and allowed the audience to see the pinkness of his young asshole. The boy threw his head back in anticipation of what was to come. He was excited and shaking with expectation. He was not disappointed. The father pushed his swollen cock head into the boy's previously lubed asshole.
The audience watched as it slowly slid into the boy until nothing was left outside except the man's low hanging balls. He moved his hands to the young boys on either side and pushed his thumbs into their wet holes, as his fingers rubbed their genitals, not unlike a man would hold a bowling ball. Both boys gasped their approval. He thumb-fucked the boys in rhythm with his anal fucking of his other boy. The sight was so erotic that many men stood up to get a better view of this perverted scene.
Very slowly the man fucked the boy for several minutes as wide-eyed men and boys were watching him. He slid his cock out of the tight hole with a wet sucking sound accompanying it. His thumbs were pulled free of his other son's tight puckers. He moved down to the next youngest boy, the 7-year-old and proceeded to open that boy's buttcheeks to expose his even smaller and deliciously moist hole. He licked it before he inserted his ass juice coated daddy cock into him. His asshole was tighter than the first boy's and he had to push a little harder. His stomach muscles rippled as he shoved slowly into the boy. A sigh of satisfaction came from the youngster as his daddy held his hips and gradually pushed his entire cock up his ass. It was met with a similar sigh from the very approving audience as well.
For several minutes they were treated to this most forbidden of all sexual acts, that of a father fucking his young male children. It made it all the more erotic for its taboo nature. As before, the father slid his rigid throbbing cock out of his middle son. The only boy left was his 3-year-old baby boy. Several men in the audience shook their heads involuntarily, silently saying to themselves that this would be an impossible feat, to shove that swollen, thick member into the tiny boy kneeling doggie style before his father.
They were fooled. As the man held onto his youngest son's hips he positioned his cock at the young lads anal entrance. The boy moved back onto it with relish. He felt the familiar rubbery, wet head sliding in his ass crease. He shivered with anticipation. Again the man spread the boy's tiny cheeks to show the audience his pink little wrinkled pucker. He positioned his cock at its entrance. Slowly, with some grunts for punctuation the man pushed his son's anus open. Still the swollen head felt resistance. The boy pushed back again and with an audible sound the cock head entered the boy's rectum. A look of sheer ecstasy formed on his face.
Again here and there in the audience some groans of sexual fulfillment were heard. It was too much for some of these pedophiles and their cocks erupted involuntarily, powerfully. It mattered little. With all the visual stimulus of sex scenes being presented to the men their cocks barely went flaccid before they were once again filled with the hot blood of their passion.
The father slowly slid his cock halfway into his littlest boy and then stopped. For fully a minute he stood stark still. It visibly throbbed with the man's pulse. Not a breath could be heard in the room. All eyes were on the scene of the tiny boy being impaled by the bigger than average cock of his father. Then slowly, almost imperceptibly his cock slid further into his boy's nether region. Gradually more and more of the remaining 3 or so inches of his fat cock entered the hot, wet, willing boy chamber. Soon the man's sandy red pubes were up against the boy's alabaster buttcheeks. In and out the cock moved seemingly on its own with no help from the participants. To say the audience was mesmerized is an understatement. If an atom bomb had gone off outside they would not have noticed the sound.
As the father continued to impale his gratified son the other two boys got into a head to crotch 69 position, one on top and one on the bottom and began to suck their prepubescent cocks to the delight of the pedophiles witnessing it. The position of the recumbent boys with their legs spread wide gave the audience the finest view of their genitals and their beautifully smooth ass creases. Not a few men were envious of the scene before them. The wet sounds of the boy's cocksucking could be heard throughout the room. It was accompanied by many like noises from the audience as father and son, man and boy; uncle and nephew began to suck each other. There was no privacy here and none was wanted. If nothing else, most pedophiles fed on exhibitionism and voyeurism. It only added to their sexual pleasure.
Soon the two boys on the makeshift bed were panting in pre orgasmic delight. Their breathing came in gasps and their hips involuntarily pumped their smooth cocklets into each brother's mouth. The boy's still moist assholes glistened in the changing light as the pedestal revolved before the audience exposing them to all that looked. Their little ball sacks drew up tight in anticipation of their cumless orgasms. A duet of a high pitched moan escaped their lips. Their bodies shook and their breathing came in gasps. Each boy knew exactly what turned his sibling on most. They'd had years of practice by this time and loved one another completely.
At the same time dad was fucking the 3-year-old more insistently now. His breathing came in deep gasps as his hips met his young son's butt cheeks. The little boy was moaning and an infantile scream of unadulterated joy filled the room. His body was shaking in pure lustful appreciation. The father too shook as he felt the first strong spasms going through his loosely hanging ball sack. The thick white semen found its way up through his prostate and filled his cock, swelling it still thicker in the young lad's stretched asshole. His young anus grasped the big cock and squeezed it.
The little boy was fast masturbating his infantile cock as he knelt on the bed. He knew from many past experiences that his daddy was going to fill his insides with hot spurts of cum. That always sent him over the edge and he shivered and shook as his own baby orgasm took complete control of his muscles. A collective moan from the four performers was heard as each boy and man reached the height of sexual pleasure. The man leaned forward over his kid and panted as his cock filled the boy to overflowing. His hips jerked provocatively as the last spasms went through his body. White gobs of cum dribbled out of the kid's swollen and sensitive asshole and dangled briefly before they dropped to the stage floor with a wet plop.
In one swift move the father grasped his son around the waist and brought him up against his abdomen. He then walked around the perimeter of the stage, showing all the onlookers how his cock was impaled deeply in the toddler. Cum continued to dribble off his shaft and slid down his ball sack like some perverted raw egg albumin. A hand reached up from the audience as a man scooped up some of the fluid and fed it to his young son sitting beside him. His actions were imitated by some of the men in the audience as they stood and proudly showed admiring onlookers their own cocks buried deep inside their young charges' assholes.
The stage lights dimmed slightly then went to black. There was no applause for this performance. It would have been out of place to do so. The lights in the room came up as the stage lights dimmed. The spell was broken by a voice that told the audience that it was time for them to enjoy themselves for the next hour. Man and boy began to fulfill that oldest of all primal instincts. Sounds of sex were pervasive now as the sexual tension was elevated beyond reason. The theater seats were folded down to form narrow cots so that each family could do anything they pleased. Some men joined others as they exchanged children or joined them for a child/man orgy.
The men enjoyed the sexual pleasures of boys of all ages from toddler to early teen. Some preferred the very youngest of boys; others loved boys who were able to cum. A few of the boys had the beginnings of pubic hair that signaled their sexual potency. To many men this sparse growth was like an aphrodisiac. Nothing tastes better than a young boy's first sweet cum. Many men enjoy boys of all ages. Each age has its merits. None has any drawbacks. All are totally arousing and satisfying in their own way.
As the night drew too quickly to an end, the performers were standing, still totally naked at the exit door shaking hands as the crowd left. They gave out pictures of themselves with a number and email address on them in case the attendees had other venues where they might be the entertainers. It was a lucrative family business handed down for the past three generations.
Some of the men and a few of the boys casually groped the father and his three sons. They didn't mind. In fact they enjoyed the adulation shown to them. Sometimes if they decided to, they'd take one lucky father/son couple to their hotel to continue in the sexual fun. For many, the night of sexual perversion was just beginning. New friendships would be made this night.
As the parking lot cleared the two men in the dark vehicle wrote their report. They talked back and forth about the obscenity of what they had witnessed. It would be their duty as federal law enforcement agents to report all they had seen this night. They'd been following this NAMBLA group for some time now. They were finally trusted enough to have been offered an invitation to this performance even though they brought no child with them. Using previously confiscated pictures and videos of child pornography as bait they ingratiated themselves to the members of the group over time. They began to discuss some of the more provocative things they'd witnessed. Fathers fucking sons and sons sucking their fathers and other men's cocks. Little kids being fucked by adults. It was disgusting.
As they continued to talk about what they'd witnessed they tried to hide their arousal from one another. Their chat became more and more detailed as they recounted what they'd seen on stage. Their voices took on a raspy, breathless tone. They were very descriptive of the performing father's huge cock and the three little boy's smooth, soft, pink bottoms and small penises and scrotums. They commented on their cherubic innocence in tones of near adulation.
The driver looked over at his partner and saw him lick his lips as he continued writing down the lurid details. He glanced down at the man's pants and saw a wet spot where a ping-pong-ball-sized bulge was showing. He knew it was the head of the man's cock. He also knew that his own cock was harder than it had been in many years. He slowly reached over and touched the front of the man's pants. He met no resistance.
The passenger slowly moved the handle that controlled the reclining seat back. He lowered it. He heard his pants being unzipped and felt the trembling hand grasp his swollen penis. He didn't resist. He couldn't resist. As he felt the wet mouth begin to suck the head of his cock he sighed and put his hand on the back of his partner's head. His eyes closed as he reveled in the sensations. He slowly pushed the man down onto his cock.
The report dropped from his hands onto the floor of the undercover car. He felt his balls begin to churn. He was being sucked like his wife never could or would. His mind envisioned his own pre-school aged son between his legs now performing this perverted sex act. His cock throbbed harder. He now had to admit that his young son's smooth body had always sexually aroused him. He fought the thought of going home and pulling down his little boy's underwear and sucking his infantile cocklet. He had to admit this wasn't the first time these thoughts had entered his mind. He would no longer be able to resist them. As his cock grew stiffer at the thought he knew he was going to fight a losing battle. Their father/son bond would become much stronger over the ensuing weeks and months.
He grunted and his hips thrust up to bury his meaty cock into the willing throat of the federal agent sucking it. He grabbed the man's hair and shoved him down onto his phallus. A guttural moan escaped his lips. He emptied his balls into the man's throat and held him there gasping in perverse delight. He shook uncontrollably at the intense orgasm as he kept thinking of his naked son between his thighs. He moaned in complete satisfaction and complete guilt. His primal scream echoed in the now vacant lot.
There would be no report on their boss's desk in the morning. They'd have to make up some story about how nothing illegal had happened at the gathering. They would lie and say it was just a meeting. There was no one that could refute it. The business card was tucked inside the driver's shirt pocket. As he sucked his partner to orgasm he felt to make sure he hadn't lost it. He would be calling them very soon, very soon indeed. The cell phone filled with pictures of their various perverted acts would be for his personal use only. Those, along with pictures of some of the more perverted acts performed by audience members would be looked at frequently. His list of all the license plate numbers would come in handy.
Thanks for reading my story. Any comments can be sent to BoyOboy6958@aol.com or to the webmaster at Perverts_R_Us@hotmail.com and he will forward them to me.