As a pedophile I loved boys.  Young boys.  Always looking for my next victim.  As a vendor who set up, and travelled to all the local and regional street festivals, I had ample opportunity.  An endless supply of cute boys to choose from.  Oh the eye candy!  Their sexy nubile bodies to ogle.  Often wandering away from their parents, unnoticed for long periods of time.  Or sent by them alone to get food or drink. 
  The nice thing about it was the parents themselves were often distracted.  Busy looking at all the various sold by the vendors.  Or watching one of the events on one of the stages.  Of course alcohol played a part in that sometimes.  By the time they became aware their child wasn't with them it could have been an hour.  They would then waste more time by searching the crowd around them and then retracing their steps to where they last remembered their little darling being with them.Only then becoming alarmed enough to seek out staff or a police officer for help.  By then I'd had my way with their kid.  Abused and used for my own sexual perversions and returned to the massive crowds.  
  A deliciously yummy time for me.  Plenty of kids to look at and let my pervy thoughts run wild.  I was picking and choosing my victim carefully.  Not just grabbing the first one that caught my eye.  No that wouldn't do.  I wouldn't be here to tell my story if that was the way I went about it.  I had years of experience picking just the right kid.  They had to check off a number of boxes on my list of requirements.  Some were willing, some not.  
  This one takes place at a St. Patty's day event.  A day long festival starting with a parade, then continuing throughout the day with acts appearing on stages set up at different locations throughout the parade route.  A lot of Irish events during the day geared to families. then becoming just bands playing all kinds of music as late afternoon and evening set in.  Something for everyone.  I was set up on a corner with a stage just a block away.  I sold cheap, gaudy impulse items specific to the event I was at.  In this case beads, boas, hats, glow sticks, buttons, Irish themed t-shirts and underwear etc.  I set up early in the morning, then parked my van close enough that I could get to it quickly without leaving my booth unattended for very long if I needed to restock.  But far enough away that my victim would have trouble finding it again.
    The day started off good.  The obvious items selling briskly before the parade even started.  I was busy but kept a watchful eye on the throngs of people passing by.  Always looking for the perfect kid.  Once the parade started things slowed down as expected.  It was my time to relax and restock my booth.  There would always be a few stragglers.  Late comers and those moving to another spot to get a better view of the parade.  After restocking my booth I lit up a cigarette and enjoyed watching the parade go by.  Especially all the kiddies running out into the street to pick up the candy thrown out by the floats.  I had my own special treat for one lucky kid.
  With the parade over it was time to go back to work.  Looking for the perfect victim at the same time.  Paying close attention to the parents.  Some were obviously over protective and not letting their children out of their sight.  It was those that were more interested in checking out he goods at each booth or getting to the next stage event that I focused on.  If they had a kid I ran through my check list.  Age, dress, demeanor etc. Some kids were just naturally sexual at an early age.  They were the easiest to take advantage of.  
  On this day one boy met all my criteria and just fell into my lap so to speak.  Wandering alone no parent in sight.  When he stopped at my booth I was right on him.  Plenty of items for him to look at.  I ogled his young body.  Perfect for my adult pleasures.  Pouty lips and a nice rounded bottom.  Not only keeping an eye on him but also scanning the crowd to see if any parent was going to come get him.  I struck up a conversation with him as I watched him looking at all the stuff then checking the pockets of his jeans.  He didn't have a lot of money and judging by his old, worn clothes did not come from a family with money.  He kept asking how much some things cost.  Obviously wanting to buy something with his limited funds.  Time for me to make my play.
  "You know sometimes if you follow the rainbow to it's end there's a pot of gold and you get everything you want."
  "Really?"  he asked.
  "Yes, really.  How would you like to be that lucky little leprechaun?"  I asked.  Playing on his imagination and dreams for a better life.
"Oh yes.  Yay!  I'm going to find the pot of gold and be rich."
  "You'll have to come with me and we'll find this pot of gold together."
  He gave me a quick look over but saw nothing to be afraid of.  Instantly saying yes and I quickly led him away from the booth.  Taking his hand as we left the venue.  We talked as we walked taking him to my van.  I found out he was 11 and lived not far from the parade route.  He'd come down to see it on his own.  I smiled to myself.  Knowing this kid was not going to be missed.  I still needed to get it over quickly.  I couldn't leave the booth unattended for too long or I'd lose a lot of stuff to theft.
  "This is where I keep all my extra stuff.  You can look through it and pick out anything you want."  I told him as I slid the side door open and let him.  He immediately went to the open boxes bending over to look inside them.  He was like a kid on Christmas morning.  Looking inside each box and 'oohing and ahhing'.
  "Can I have this?  Can I have this?"  he kept asking. 
"Yes just put them all in a pile.  We'll call that your pot of gold."  I didn't care how much he got.  It wasn't going to be free.  It would cost him his virginity.  My dick was growing every time he bent over to look in another box.  My eyes never left his rounded little bottom.  That was going to be so wonderfully tight.  He finally pulled out a pair of briefs with a clover leaf on them.  Holding them up.
  "Do you have these in my size?"  he asked.  Holding the over sized underwear out in front of him.
"Yes I think so honey.  Let me get them for you."  I went to the pile of boxes with the carious underwear in them.  Pulling out the one with kids briefs, "Here they are.  You are better try them on to make sure they fit."  I pulled out a size meant for a younger child that I knew would fit snugly, handing them to him.
  "Now?  Right here!?"  he asked.
  "Yes honey.  It's private in here.  Just you and me.  No one can see.  I won't look."  I lied to him.  I'd turn my back but of course I'd be looking.  He hesitated only briefly, waiting for me to turn my back to him.  I heard the zipper on his jeans and the sound of his jeans being pulled down.  Some shuffling around as he took off his underwear.  I turned my head to sneak a peak.  Catching him just as he was pulling the new briefs up and on.  He'd turned his back to me and I caught a glimpse of his creamy white bottom.  Mmm.  I had to adjust my 8 inch dick in my jeans. 
  "Okay I got them on .  I think they fit.  A little small but their okay."
  "Good.  Let me see."I said as I turned around to face to him.  Wow!  He looked stunning in them, "Yeah they are a litle tight.  Maybe you'll need a bigger size.  Turn around so I can make sure",  He did and I drooled over the sight of his rounded bottom in them.  The briefs stretched tightly across them.  My dick was straining to be set free of its' denim prison, "No those are a perfect fit.  You look so sexy in them", He looked over his shoulder, catching me staring at his butt.  Blushing profusely.  Turning back around to face me.
  "Really?  I never though of myself as s-sexy."  he stuttered.  Still blushing.  
  "Oh but you are.  You're cute and sexy."  I told him.  Flashing a big smile.  He smiled back.  Obviously not used to be complimented.  Certainly not like that by a 28 year old male adult.  I had him right where I wanted him.  Off guard and alone.  Half undressed.  I took a step closer to him, "I don't mind giving you all this stuff.  I know you want it all and can't pay for it.  I want to make you happy.  Do you think you could do one small favor me?"  I asked.  Knowing he'd say yes.  He said 'sure'.  I paused.  Gazing into his sparkling eyes, "I need a kiss" I said.  Not waiting for a response.  Wrapping my arms around him and pulling him close to me.  My lips met his.Kissing him hard.  pressing my tongue against his lips until he parted them.  My tongue darting into his mouth.  Exploring his mouth.  Enjoying the taste of boy.  It was heaven.  I didn't want to stop but I had time constraints, "I'd like to kiss you  forever but I got to got back to the booth soon, I stood gazing into his eyes.  Not letting go of him.  Playing with his emotions, I think I found my treasure too", I wanted him to think this was love.  Affection and attention was probably something he didn't get much of, "Could you do me one more favor honey?", He said 'uh huh' and nodded his head.  I pressed my crotch into him.  Making sure he felt it, "I like you...a lot!  You've made me hard.  Do you think you could give that a kiss too?"  I stared into his eyes and soul.  Hoping he would do it so I didn't have to force him.  Taking a step back from him I unzipped my jeans.  Letting my 8 inch dick spring free.  I never wore underwear.  It would be just one more thing I had to take off.
  "I d-d-dunno."  he said.  Looking down at it and blushing again, "Oh my gosh.  It...It's so b-big!"  he stared at it.  Eyes as big as saucers.
"Yes, but it needs some love.  A kiss.  Just a kiss honey.  Do it for me please", I could tell he was curious and wanted to.  That was all it took to convince him.Having no room to bend over he got on his knees in front of me.  Staring at my throbbing manhood.  Placing my hands on the back of his head I pushed his head closer to it.  Until it was just an inch from his lips, encouraging to do it.  I whispered 'Do it.  Kiss it honey'.  he puckered his lips and planted a kiss on the head.  Taking advantage of that I thrust my hips forward.  Pushing the head past his lips and into his warm mouth.  As long as he didn't bite or scrape it with his teeth  I didn't care how inexperienced he was.  I was getting blown and was going to fill his mouth my man cum.  Introducing the boy to the world of man/boy sex.  Pumping my dick in and out of the childs' mouth.  Building up to my orgasm.  It was going to be a very big load.  A well deserved treat for the youngster,"Get ready to swallow honey.  I'm gonna shoot some stuff in your mouth.  My man cream", I held onto his head.  Bucking my hips.  Driving it in one more time.  Holding his head in place so he couldn't pull off it, "Aghhh, yeah.  Here it comes my little cutie.  Mmm.  Swallow...swallow it all."  A massive discharge of my hot, thick man cum flooded his mouth.  Coughing and sputtering he had no choice but to drink it all down.
   Relieved and satisfied I pulled out.  Lifting him to his feet , and smacking my dick against his pouty lips.  Splattering them with the last few drops of gistening cum still dripping off the tip.  I told him to lick the end of it and his lips clean.  Like a good boy he did.  I took him back in my arms kissing him and thanking him.  My hands groping his butt cheeks through his briefs.  I asked him he'd like to stay awhile and help me at the booth, then I'd give him a ride home.  He readily accepted and I had him put on the new tee he'd picked out, and leaving his new briefs on before pulling his worn jeans back on.  We walked together back to the booth.
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He woeked with me the rest of the afternoon.  Helping make sales to the customers, talking to them and watching  the booth when I needed to restock it.  I took advantage of every opportunity to touch him.  His hot little 11 year old ass getting the most attention.  I would have my dick in that as soon as we were outta here.  I was so fucking horny by the time 4 p.m. rolled around I could barely contain myself.
  "Honey I need to take a break now and take you home.  I hung a 'closed...will return at' sign on the booth front, "Give me a hand carrying this stuff back to van please", We made several trips back and forth until all the stock was back in the van.  After we'd placed the box in the back cargo area I turned to him, giving him a kiss.  My hands groping at his backside while we made out, "Do you know what fucking is honey?"  I asked.  
  "Y-y-yeah sorta.  I never d-d-done it though."  He replied.  Stuttering and blushing.  I loved it when they blushed, showing their innocence.  I'm sure hedidn't have a clue what I had in mind.  He would have reacted diferently if he did.  With all the touching of his butt it would have been obvious if he did.  It would click in his mind real soon, but too late for him to back out.  It was too late way back when he'd agreed to stay and help me, "Boys can fuck too my little cutie.  I like you a lot and want to show that by fucking you honey."  With my hard-on pressed into his crotch and my hands on his young butt he realized what was about to happen.
  "Oh I-I-I don't know about th-that.  I probably shouldn't that."  he managed to blurt out.    A look of fear and uncertainty crossing his face.
  "You have to honey.  I found you, you're my pot of gold, my treasure.  It's the only way I can show you just how much I like you."  I laid it out straight for him.  It wasn't a choice for him to make.  He was going to be mine.  Like it or not, "Take your jeans off honey", I smiled at him, waiting for him to remove them.  He wasn't fast enough for me.  I had my own jeans down and in a flash.  My hard 8 incher bobbing in the air.  I grabbed his halfway down jeans and helped finish pulling them off.  Spreading a blanket on the floor of the van I told him to get on all fours like a doggy.
  "Is it going to hurt much?"  he asked.  Getting into position on the blanket.  I loved it when they complied without putting up a fight.
  "Yeah.  It always does the first time honey.  It will start to feel good though before I'm done."  Positioning myself between his legs I put my hands on hips.  His upturned ass clad in his new green Irish themed briefs making me drool.  Grabbing the waistband I slid them down over his rounded boy cheeks.  Tugging them down to his knees.  Spreading is legs farther apart his virgin boy hole came clearly into view.  Mmm, I loved breaking a virgin in.  Retrieving the lube from the pocket of my discarded jeans I squeezed a generous amount around his fuck hole.  Using my fingers to lubricate his ass and help prepare him for his first time, "It might be uncomfortable and painful at first, but you will be loving my dick and getting fucked by the time I'm done honey",  I used the remaining lube to grease up my dick.  Throbbing and pulsing in my hand I guided it towards his tiny hole.  With one quick shove I got the head in past his ring.  He screamed like a stuck pig, "The worst is over now honey.  It's inside you", Ignoring his screaming and cries to stop I pushed onward.  Slowly inching my dick into his tight virgin boy hole.  Loving every minute of deflowering him. 
  "Oh fuck yeah honey.  I love this butt.  So tight."  His pain and discomfort meant nothing to me.  This is what young boys were made for.  The feeling of sinking your dick into a virgin the first time was incredible.  I had all of my dick buried in his warm boy hole now.  Holding onto his slim hips and pumping steadily into him.  Using his ass for my selfish pleasure.  He was going to go home well fucked and sore.  His tight ass gripping my dick like a glove, "Yeah.  Ugh...ugh.  Fuck yeah.  I'm so glad I met you my little cutie", His tight ass stretching and giving way to my big adult dick.  Pounding relentlessly into him.  My balls slapping against his butt cheeks, "Mmm. Gawd yes.  Your ass is mine anytime I want it", I grabbed hold of his light brown hair pulling back on it while I drove my dick harder and faster into the boy. 
  "Ahh yeah you lucky little leprechaun.  I'm gonna fill your pot with my treasure!"  A treasure indeed.  A load of my hot man cum.  Although he was still crying and resisting, his ass was opened up.  Taking my adult dick as I continued to fuck him.  Pounding the boy doggy style.  Getting close to emptying my balls inside him.  Breathing hard and groaning loudly.  My dick plunging in and out of his tight 11 year old school boy ass.  Ready to make it mine, "Get ready my little cutie.  You're going to feel the blast", Sweat dripping down my face.  my hips raising and lowering.  Fucking the sweet boy faster.  I could feel my balls tightening up.  The urge growing stronger.  Shoving my dick deep inside him one last time.  Leaving it in as my body began to shake, "Fuck!  Oh fuck honey.  Ugh...ugh.  Cumming.  Ugh...ugh.  Fuuuuck!  Yeah."  Like an earthquakeI shook.  From deep inside my balls my cum raced up the shaft.  Blasting out into his ass.  Flooding and coating his anal walls with my thick, copious load.  
  "You've been fucked and cummed in my little cutie."  I exhaled breathily.  Collapsing on his back.  Letting my balls finish draining inside him.  He may not have enjoyed it entirely, but he would let me have his ass again.  Anytime I wanted it.  Pulling out I sat up.  Helping him up into a sitting position next to me.  Staring into his eyes I leaned in licking his tear stained angelic face.  Pressing my lips against his.  Kissing him long and deep.  Making the experience of losing his virginity to an adult better.Embracing him tightly in my arms, "It's going to be alright honey", Showing him the attention and affection he needed, "I really like you a lot honey.  I hope you will come help me again sometime soon."  He said he would with some uncertainty in his voice as I drove him home.  Making an unscheduled stop at an electronics store.  Buying him a cell phone and putting fours on it.  That brought a big smile to his face sealing the deal.  I put all the stuff he'd picked out into a bag .  Kissing him one last time when I dropped him off at home.
** This could become a regular series.  What do you think?  It's up to you.  **