My Cousin's Kinky Kiddie Porn Stash - Part 1

(t/b [nc], pedo, oral, anal, ws, scat)

by Coproman

I couldn't believe what I was watching--that is, I couldn't
believe I was actually sitting there watching it, especially
after it became clear to me what was about to happen, because I
should have been outraged.  Instead I discovered a disturbing
truth about myself.

But let me back up.  All of this happened because of my cousin
Tariq, whom I've been close to ever since we were kids.  Even
though he's eight years older than me, he's always treated me as
an equal, never putting me down or talking down to me.  He also
taught me everything from how to tie my shoes to how to ride a
bike.  And whenever we went someplace together, he always watched
out for me, just like a big brother.

So when he confided in me one day that he was gay, I knew right
away that all the negative things my friends said about gays
being "flames," "faggots," and "pussies" was bullshit, because my
cousin was nothing like that.  Unfortunately his dad wasn't
nearly as understanding, immediately disowning him and insisting
that he move out of the house.  Since he was 25 at the time and
had a pretty good job, it didn't take him long to find his own
place.  I was afraid that his newfound freedom meant we would
never see each other again.  But because my mom also accepted him
for who he was, he continued to drop by the house to visit; and
because I was 17, he not only invited me over to check out his
new pad, he also let me use it as a hangout whenever he was out
of town or staying at his friend's house.  It was on one of those
occasions that I discovered his "stash."

Tariq had a rather sizable collection of porn.  I'd sampled
several titles the first few times I'd stayed at his place, and I
was surprised that I got as turned on watching men fuck each
other as I did seeing them fuck women.  The last time I was
there, I was checking out his latest purchases when I stumbled
upon something peculiar.  The back wall of his DVD shelf seemed
to move.  Curious, I took a bunch of DVDs off that shelf and
realized that the back wall wasn't a wall at all but a sliding
door.  So, of course, I opened it.

Inside the narrow space behind the shelf was a bag containing
various sex toys, including dildos, handcuffs, and what I later
discovered are called Ben Wa balls.  But what caught my eye were
ten numbered but unlabeled discs in CD jewel boxes.  I didn't
know if they were DVDs, music CDs, or pictures, but I was
certainly going to find out.  I figured if my cousin trusted me
enough to leave me here by myself, he also trusted me enough to
keep any secrets he had.  So I took disc #1, slipped it into the
DVD player, closed the tray, and waited.

Unlike the other DVDs I'd watched, this one didn't open with loud
music and a slick production page.  Instead the screen was black
then--BOOM!--I was looking at someone's bedroom.  The camera
unsteadily panned the entire room--bed, nightstand, dresser,
chest of drawers--I guess to show there was nothing
out-of-the-ordinary about it.  Then it refocused on the bed,
which was now, magically, occupied by a kid.

As a black person, I have always felt a connection not only with
other black people but with minorities in general, so I felt an
instant connection with the cute little Mexican boy sitting on
the bed.  He looked to be about seven years old, with light-brown
skin, big dark eyes, and a mane of black hair that covered his
ears and most of his forehead.  Wearing a "Goosebumps" tee shirt,
shorts, socks and sneakers, he was just sitting there,
contentedly playing with a toy.  On the surface it looked like
the start of a boring home movie.  But I knew something was going
to happen, something dramatic.  After all, there had to be a
reason Tariq had hidden this DVD.  It was just a matter of
waiting to find out, and though I was itching to press fast
forward, I forced myself to wait.

It wasn't long before the little Mexican boy was joined by a tall
white teenager, probably around my age, wearing a grey sweatsuit
and sneakers.  Though on the skinny side, he was girlishly
handsome, with long blond hair and electric blue eyes.  Smiling
at the little boy, he playfully mussed his hair before urging him
to get off the bed and stand in front of him.  When he did, the
boy's face was at the level of the teenager's crotch.

Because I had never seen kiddie porn before, I had no idea how
far these two would go.  Sure, I'd heard about it--secret little
groups of perverts trading homemade videos among themselves--but
whenever one of them got caught, the news reports never got any
more specific than saying how the kids were "sodomized," so I
never got a clear picture in my head of what actually occurred. 
Seeing what I had so far, I figured there might be some feeling
up or at most a little oral sex, but given the huge difference in
size and age of the two participants, I doubted anything heavier
would take place.  And I certainly couldn't imagine them engaging
in any of the wild shit the adult men did.  I simply didn't think
it was possible.

Things got more interesting when the teenager whispered something
to the little boy then began to help him strip.  He pulled the
boy's tee-shirt over his head, helped him step out of his shorts,
then sat him on the bed and pulled off his shoes and socks,
tossing everything on the floor and leaving the little Mexican
wearing only a tiny pair of white briefs.

As I watched the boy sitting on the bed, now swinging his legs, I
wondered who he was, where he was from, and if his parents had
any idea that their son was the star of an underground porno
movie.  But I immediately stopped pondering when the teenager
began to undress, swiftly stripping off everything except his
black bikini briefs, which had an incredible bulge in them.

Even though I'd seen several of Tariq's DVDs, they only
reinforced what I'd always believed about black guys having
bigger cocks than white guys.  But what I saw next instantly
dispelled that belief, because this girlish-looking blond peeled
off his undies to reveal a HUGE hard-on, both longer and thicker
than mine.  Red, veiny, standing straight up, and dripping
precum, it looked like it was attached to the wrong person, that
it should've been growing out of the crotch of a taller, beefier
guy.  I was sure that every sex partner this guy had ever had was
intimidated by it when they first saw it.  It certainly
fascinated the little Mexican boy.  With his mouth hanging open
he gazed wide-eyed at it, but he didn't seem to be afraid of it.
Maybe he didn't know any better.

After stroking himself a few times, the teen pulled off the
little boy's underwear, tossing them on the floor with the rest
of the clothes.  Then he stood the boy up on the bed.  The
cameraman instantly zeroed in on his seven-year-old penis. 
Comparing it to the teenager's cock was like comparing an acorn
to an oak tree.  Barely an inch long, it hung softly over his
tiny balls, which were snuggly encased in a round brown sac no
bigger than a walnut.  And, of course, there wasn't a pubic hair
to be found anywhere down there.

Even standing on the bed, the kid was still shorter than the
teenager, so the blond had to squat extra low to line up his
mouth with the boy's genitals.  I expected him to lean in and
swallow both prick and nuts, but he surprised me by spinning the
boy around and urging him to bend over.  The teen then spread the
boy's cheeks apart, exposing his tiny asshole as the camera moved
in for a closeup.

Turning to the camera, the teenager licked his lips then dove
into the boy's ass, furiously tonguing his shithole.  At first
the kid didn't seem to know how to react, as it was obviously his
first time getting his anus licked.  But it wasn't long before
his look of confusion morphed into a smile.  Then he closed his
eyes and began to coo and wiggle his butt in the teen's face.

Seeing this turned me on so much that I fished my hard-on out of
my jeans and began to jack off.  I was also impressed.  Knowing
how cavalier boys that age are about wiping their asses after
taking a dump, I was sure that the teenager was getting a healthy
smell and taste of shit, but this didn't cause him to back off or
slow down one bit as he slurped away at the little hole.

When the teenager came up for air, he kept the boy's ass cheeks
spread apart.  Even though I expected to see what I saw--a nasty
mixture of spit and dissolved shit dripping down the boy's narrow
ass crack and onto his mini balls--the sight was still pretty
disgusting, and I felt myself frowning even as I got more turned
on.

But now the white teen and I weren't the only horny ones.  The
little boy's penis had grown considerably.  Now it was nice and
hard--almost three inches long!--and the teenager turned him
sideways so we could get a good look at it before he slipped it
in his mouth.

"¡Ooooooh!" the little Mexican moaned, his knees buckling as the
blond swallowed his cocklet.  Instinctively he grabbed the teen's
head, and the teen grabbed his butt to keep him from falling;
then the teen began to suck the boy's dick as passionately as
he'd licked his asshole.

Again the kid didn't seem to know how to react.  With his dick
being devoured and the teen's finger probing his anus to
stimulate his tiny prostate, endorphins were no doubt flooding
his childish brain, probably overwhelming him with feelings of
pleasure.  But again it didn't take long for him to figure out
that this was something he liked, and the smile quickly returned,
along with a gentle bucking of his hips as his immature libido
sought to maximize those good feelings.

As I continued to masturbate, I stared intently at the oral sex,
wondering if a boy this young could actually have an orgasm and
projecting on what would happen afterwards.  Would he return the
favor by sucking the teen's big cock?  Would the teen shoot his
load in the boy's mouth or maybe in his face?  I was super-eager
to know, but I wanted to be surprised, so again I kept my finger
off the fast-forward button and forced myself to be patient.

Pretty soon the little boy was cooing again as he humped away at
the teenager's face.  He didn't even seem to mind the presence of
the teen's middle finger, which was now almost fully planted in
his asshole.  Suddenly the boy's whole body stiffened.  Springing
up on his toes, he shut his eyes and threw his head back while
pushing his crotch hard into the teen's face.

"¡Ooh! ¡Ooh! ¡Ooh!" he yipped, trembling, hugging the teen's head
even harder, and answering my question about seven-year-olds and
orgasms.  The teenager responded by hugging the boy's buns harder
and plunging his finger all the way up his ass.

It took several long seconds for the boy's orgasm to ripple
through him, after which he slumped forward, panting.  If the
teen hadn't been holding onto him, he'd have fallen over.  But he
held him upright until some strength returned to his legs; then,
keeping his anus-probing finger where it was, the teen moved his
other hand from the boy's butt to his back and gently laid him
down on the bed.  Only then did he pull his finger out of the
boy's asshole.  As soon as it slipped out, the boy rolled over
and curled up, tucking his head under his arms.

The teen held his finger up for the camera.  From the fingernail
to the second knuckle it was covered with boy-shit.  He promptly
sniffed it and stuck it straight in his mouth.  After sucking on
it for about thirty seconds, he slowly pulled it out and showed
it to the camera again.  Where the shit had been there was now
only a slick coating of saliva.  The teen then turned to the
camera and stuck out his tongue to show us exactly where the shit
had been transferred.  Again I felt myself frowning at the shit
eating, but again I couldn't help being turned on by the sheer
nastiness of it.

Now I was REALLY intrigued about what was next on the agenda. 
The boy appeared to be napping, apparently wiped out by his
orgasm.  The cameraman followed the teenager as he walked to the
side of the room, reached into an overnight bag, and pulled out a
large jar of Vaseline.

Right away my stomach tightened up and everything my dad ever
said about whites exploiting minorities came flooding back to me.
 So politically, as I watched the white teen apply a liberal
coating of petroleum jelly to his formidable tool, I should have
been incensed enough to turn off the TV.  And when he moved back
to the bed, positioned the boy face down, and mounted him, I
should have been offended enough to eject the DVD.  And when he
nestled the blunt red knob of his big cock against the boy's
minuscule anus, I should have been so outraged that I snapped the
DVD in two, hurled it out the window, and stormed out of my
cousin's house.

But I did nothing...except keep watching and continue to jack off
to what I now hoped I was about to witness.  I know.  I should've
been ashamed of myself.  My dad would've been SO disappointed. 
But this went WAY beyond politics.  My teenaged hormones were
raging like an unruly mob, and they weren't about to be calmed
down until I got to see this horny white boy fuck the shit out of
this little Mexican kid.

So I stared and stroked as the teen grasped the base of his dick
with one hand, pulled the boy's ass cheek to the side with the
other, and pushed.

The kid's whole body suddenly went rigid, and he let go with a
squeal so piercing that I had to rush to decrease the volume. 
Screaming "¡NO!" over and over again, he jerked his butt from
side to side, struggling mightily to escape the battering ram
being forced into his asshole.  For a moment he succeeded,
thrashing about so violently that he dislodged the huge teen
cock.

But then a big brown hand appeared from nowhere and slapped the
boy hard on the ass, making him flinch and momentarily stunning
him into submission.  It was the teenager's cue to get back to
work, and he didn't hesitate to do just that, pressing the
bulbous head of that precum-dripping cock right back into the
resistant little anus and forging ahead until the whole knob to
popped inside the boy's ass ring, causing him to cry out and
stiffen from the sharp pain.

"¡¡AAAAYYYY!!" he wailed, but though he squirmed around, he
basically stayed put, no doubt attempting to avoid another hard
slap on his ass.

"Shit!" hissed the teenager.  "He's REALLY fuckin' tight!"

He damn sure LOOKED tight.  It also looked liked there was no way
the remaining nine inches or so of white-boy dick was going to
fit inside that tight little orifice without splitting the boy
open.  I wondered if the teenager and his faceless cohorts were
willing to risk that possibility to make it fit.  I got my answer
when the horny teen spread his thighs, clamped the boy's wrists
to the mattress, and took a deep breath.

"Okay.  I'm goin' in."

Though his words horrified me, they were exactly what I was
hoping to hear, and I felt my cock getting harder and my heart
beating faster as the camera zoomed in on the point of attack.  I
still wasn't convinced, though, that it was possible.  I doubted
the little boy had ever even shit out a turd as long and thick as
the teenager's cock; so how could anything that massive be pushed
inside him?

But I learned something that day: I learned that a little boy's
asshole is capable of some serious stretching, and how, with
enough lubrication, it is even capable of stretching enough to
accommodate the length and girth of an oversized teenaged
dick...though not without some effort.

"¡¡EEEEEEEEEEEEE!!" shrieked the boy, who probably felt like an
arm were being shoved up his ass as, millimeter by very slow
millimeter, the teenager's dick bulled its way into his rectum. 
The fit was so tight I was sure that at any moment the boy's anus
would tear and blood would begin to seep into his ass crack and
onto his balls.  But apparently the lubrication and super-slow
entry were working well enough to keep that from happening and,
to my utter amazement, the white boy's humongous cock was
actually sinking into the seven-year-old's shithole.

"Fuck, yeah!" I heard myself say as I yanked at my hard-on. 
"Stick that big white dick ALL the way up that little spik ass!"

The cameraman decided to pan to the boy's face for a reaction
shot.  I couldn't imagine that anyone watching this video might
suspect its authenticity, but if they did, the sight of the
little boy's face would have instantly dispelled all doubt.  It
was a twisted mask of pain and fear.  With his eyes shut tight,
tears streaming down his cheeks, and his mouth wide open as he
howled, there was just no way this kid was faking.  It was clear
that he was in the midst of losing his anal virginity to a teen
with an abnormally large cock, and that he wasn't at all happy
about it.  On top of that, he was suffering the additional
humiliation of having his de-virginizing memorialized on video
for pedophiles all over the world to jack off to for years to
come.

After only a minute or so, the cameraman panned back to the boy's
butt.  In that short time nearly half of the teenager's horse
cock had been stuffed into his rectum, and every time the white
teen's pale pink anus winked at the camera, another quarter-inch
of shaft made its way into the little Mexican's bottom.  I
continued to be amazed that a seven-year-old's asshole was
stretching open enough to accommodate such a big dick, but what
amazed me almost as much was the teenager's self-control in
feeding that dick into the boy's back door.  Judging by what I
myself was feeling, I was sure the teen's lidido was telling him
to just shove it up the kid's ass, fuck the shit out of him, and
shoot a nice big load deep in his colon.  But the teenager was
the consummate professional, moving slowly and steadily, reining
in his hormones, always aware of the camera and how to position
himself and the boy to stay in frame.  I imagined he was a
favorite cherry picker among kiddie pornographers, and I wondered
just how many little hispanic booties he'd busted so far.

After yet another anal wink and one last push, all ten inches of
the white teenager's impressive cock were buried inside the
little Mexican boy's asshole.  I could hardly believe my eyes,
but there it was: a big ruddy pair of white-boy balls wedged
between a small light-brown pair of hispanic butt cheeks.  And
the cameraman lingered on the improbable connection as if he too
couldn't believe what he was seeing.

By then the bawling had stopped and the boy was simply whimpering
as the teen's big white dick throbbed in his overstretched
rectum.  He might have believed that the worst of what was going
to happen to him was over; and the fact that he was probably
clueless about what was coming next just turned me on all the
more, because I was sadistically eager to see the look on his
face when he discovered that this was just the beginning of his
ordeal.

As thoroughly greased as the teen's cock was, he had to hold the
little Mexican around the waist to keep from pulling his ass up
when he began to withdraw.  The boy grimaced and groaned but
didn't cry, even though his asshole damn near turned inside out
as the teenager's cock emerged from it.  Nine inches later, only
the head remained in the boy's asshole, hugged tightly by his ass
ring.  Though the long white shaft was free of blood, it was
streaked with shit from top to bottom, having dredged up some of
the boy's last or next bowel movement.  He had literally fucked
the shit out of this little brown boy, and once again I couldn't
have been more disgusted or more intrigued by the sight.

It took a few trips up and down the boy's turd tunnel for it to
open enough to fully accommodate the teenager's weapon, and the
seven-year-old squirmed and fussed through these preliminaries.

"Okay, he's ready," a voice said.  "Now go ahead and fuck him." 
I didn't know if it was the cameraman, the guy who'd slapped the
boy's ass, or someone else who happened to be watching, and
frankly I didn't care.  I just wanted the teenager to do what
that voice said.

The white boy responded by turning his head, looking straight at
the camera, and sticking out his tongue.  Then he turned back,
pinned the little Mexican's wrists to the bed again, and braced
himself.

Even though I knew what was going to happen, I wasn't quite ready
for the WAY it happened.  It was as if the teenager suddenly
changed into another person.  All the patience and self-control
he had maintained throughout the initial penetration flew right
out the window, and he began to fuck the boy brutally, as hard
and fast as he could, repeatedly driving all ten inches of cock
up his virgin ass, making him yelp with every stroke.

"That's it!" the voice urged him.  "Stick it to the little
bastard!"

For the next several minutes there were no words, just a chorus
of grunts and groans and squeals and moans, all accompanied by
the constant rhythmic creaking of the bed as the skinny teen
bounced on top of the small boy.  It was a virgin ass fuck for
the ages, and though I had mixed emotions about witnessing it,
those emotions were all buried under an avalanche of horniness
and my desire to see this brutality through to its inevitable
climax.

So I kept my eyes glued to the TV screen and my hand glued to my
dick as the white teenager banged the little Mexican boy's butt,
reaming his rectum like it had never been reamed before.  It
wasn't long before I was ready to blow my wad, but I wanted to
time it to coincide with the teenager's orgasm, so I slowed down
considerably, giving myself just an occasional tug as the action
on the screen heated up.

After a while I could tell by the frequency of the teenager's
strokes and the pitch of his grunts that he was pretty close to
coming, so I sped up my own masturbation again.  Sure enough, the
white boy lasted only another ten seconds before hissing out,
"Shit!  I'm coming!"

I expected the teen to do what the guys did in the few porno
flicks I'd seen--pull out and shoot his load on the boy's ass. 
So I was surprised when, instead, he jammed his cock all the way
up the boy's ass and lay trembling on top of him, his anus
repeatedly kissing at the camera, his ass cheeks dimpling, and
his balls swelling as he came deep inside the little Mexican's
shithole.

"Yeah, fill that little fucker up!" the voice from nowhere now
shouted.  "Empty your fucking balls up his ass!"

The teen seemed determined to do just that, and as I gasped and
shot my own load all over my hand, I hoped the cameraman would
stay with this scene to the very end because I was eager to see
if the white boy was as virile on the inside as he was on the
outside.

After lying on top of the little Mexican for what seemed like
half an hour, the teenager finally glanced back at the camera and
began to lift himself up.  It was as if the boy were comatose as
the teen slowly withdrew his cock, for he didn't make a sound or
move a muscle the whole time, not even when the blunt head popped
with a squelch out of his anus.

The first thing I noticed was the combination of shit, spunk, and
Vaseline on the teen's cock, most of it clinging to the head and
the lower part of the shaft.  The brown coating contrasted so
highly against the whiteness of his skin that it looked like he
had a two-tone dick.  But even the teen understood that his
soiled schlong was not the center of attraction, so he moved
aside, allowing the cameraman to zoom in on the boy's asshole.

Considering what the little hole had been through, it was in
surprisingly good shape.  Sure it was swollen, pulsating, and
still stretched open enough to reveal the red walls of his
rectum, but I was expecting worse.  What I DID expect to see but
did not, however, was come.  With the way the teen was shaking
and baking on top of the boy, I expected to see splooge spilling
out of his asshole the moment that big cock was out of the way. 
But at least half a minute passed and nothing happened; it was
like staring at a photograph.

Then, dramatically, the seven-year-old's anus flexed, a white gob
sprouted out of it, and the sperm was on the move, oozing in a
steady stream out of his rectum, down his perineum, and onto his
balls.  So THAT was the reason for the delay: The teenager had
shot his load so far up the kid's ass that it took a while for it
to make its way back down.

Now a whole fucking river of cock cream was drooling out of the
boy's back door, flowing over his balls and forming a sticky
little puddle between his legs.  All I could do was shake my
head.  It was as if the teenager and the cameraman were reading
my mind, as though they both knew that along with my belief that
blacks had bigger dicks, I also believed we shot bigger loads,
and that seeing this would make me seriously question that belief
too.

Apparently satisfied that he had convinced all viewers of his
stud status, the teenager took center stage again, re-mounting
the boy and sticking his shitty, scummy cock right back in his
gaping hole.  Again the little Mexican didn't stir or utter a
sound as the white boy's still semi-hard dick made its way back
inside him, pushing the semen right back up his ass, back into
his rectum.  Then, amazingly, the teen began to fuck the boy
again, not hard or fast, just slowly and steadily.

"Fuck, yeah!" I now heard myself say as my dick began to
reharden.  "Breed that little spik!  Make a fuckin' baby up his
ass!"

After no more than half a dozen additional strokes, the teen
eased up and stopped, leaving his half-hard cock about halfway
inside the boy.  I figured he had fucked his come far enough up
the boy's ass for it to stay there awhile after he pulled out.  I
wondered if I was going to get to see this too or if the movie
would now end as abruptly as it started.

That's when I spotted it: a small dark patch on the sheet under
the immobile boy, a patch that grew quickly into a big wet stain
as his bladder emptied itself.  At first the teenager didn't seem
to notice; then he either smelled it or felt it on his knees.

"Shit!" he complained.  "This little fucker's pissing the bed!"

"That's just his way of showing how much he likes you," the
off-camera voice chuckled.  "So now you need to show him how much
you like him by giving him a 'Mr. Softee.'"

Looking back at the camera, the teen asked, "You sure?"

"Yeah.  I think the guys watching would like that."

"Okay.  If that's what you want," said the teenager.  "One 'Mr.
Softee' coming up."

I thought they were going to reward the kid for taking it up the
ass by giving him an ice-cream cone, so I expected the teen to
get up and disappear into the kitchen.  But I was in for quite a
surprise.

With the little boy still lying there as if he were unconscious,
the teen raised up, again slowly pulling his prong out of the
boy's asshole.  Once they were disconnected, he stood up and
stared down at the boy for a moment; then he used his foot to
turn him over onto his back.  At first the little Mexican looked
like he was asleep, but as the camera focused in on his face, you
could see that his eyes were open ever so slightly and that he
was staring into the lens, looking more angry than scared.

"Don't worry, kid," the voice said.  "It'll be over in a jiff,
and you can go back to playing with your toys, okay?"

The boy's expression never changed, so I don't think he
understood what the guy had said.  But he certainly knew
something was going on when hands appeared from everywhere to
hold him down, including someone who bent his legs back, pressing
his knees into his chest, which caused the his butt to lift up
and his asshole to purse open.

Once the boy was secured, the teenager turned away from the
camera and stood over the seven-year-old; then he squatted, his
pale white ass hovering right over the boy's light-brown face.  I
had no idea what was going on until I saw the teen's anus wink a
few times then pooch open, revealing the tip of a light-brown
turd.

"Holy shit!  No way!" I said out loud, my dick instantly
rehardening as I stared with disbelief at the screen.

When the boy saw what the teen was trying to do to him, he
panicked, his eyes flew open, and he again began to scream "¡NO!"
 Struggling, he turned his head as far to the side as possible,
trying desperately to avoid being shit on.  But the same brown
hand that had smacked the boy on the ass to settle him down now
grabbed a handful of his long hair and yanked it, making him yelp
and forcing him to turn his head back.

The timing couldn't have been better.  No sooner was the boy's
head upright again than--SPLAT!--a long sloppy turd dropped out
of the white teen's asshole and landed smack in the boy's face.

"BULLSEYE!" the voice boomed out.

The teenager proceeded take a healthy shit on the little Mexican,
covering his mouth, his nose, and both eyes as the boy held his
breath.  Moments later, the teen's spunk began to ooze for the
second time out of the boy's anus.  So it was the perfect double
expulsion of shit and sperm--from a teen's asshole onto a child's
face, and a child's asshole onto a piss-soaked sheet--and the
camera was perfectly positioned to catch both at the same time.

The idea that after being savagely fucked up the ass, the cute
little Mexican was now being turned into a human toilet genuinely
disgusted me.  At the same time I was more sexually excited than
I had ever been, and I was having a hard time figuring out how I
could repeatedly experience such opposite sensations at once. 
But my dick wasn't confused at all; so when the show ended, with
the teenager waving goodbye to the camera as his shit began to
slide down the sides of the boy's head and the boy's asshole
continued to drool semen, I spurted another big load all over my
hand.

Afterward I just sat there panting.  I had just watched the
nastiest, most illegal, most politically incorrect porno I'd ever
laid my eyes on...and I LOVED it.  It made me really start to
wonder about my cousin.  How he'd get ahold of this nasty DVD in
the first place?  Was he too one of those perverts who exchanged
kiddie porn with each other?  Did he know the people who shot the
DVD?  But what I wondered about even more was myself.  What did
getting so turned on by what I'd seen say about ME?  In other
words, What kind of perverted freak was I to ENJOY the perverted
freakiness I'd seen on this DVD?

I was so absorbed in my thoughts that when my cousin suddenly
touched me on the shoulder, I nearly jumped out of my skin.

"Whoa, Bro!" he said.  "I didn't mean to scare you, but I see you
found my special stash.  So what'd you think?  Was that some
freaky underage shit or what?"

"It damn sure was.  Where the hell did you get it, anyway?"

"A friend of mine.  It's not exactly the kind of thing you can
find at your local x-rated shop."

"Yeah, I figured."

"But take a wild guess who that friend of mine is."

"Who?"

He smiled.  "You just saw him."

Again my stomach tightened up.  "You mean..."

"Yep--but not the white guy.  It's the little Mexican kid.  See,
that DVD was made from a video that was shot about fifteen years
ago.  That's when his dad brought him here from Tijuana to make
kiddie porn movies."

"But why would somebody do that to their own kid?"

"'Cause it paid a helluva lot more than pickin' fuckin' lettuce,
that's why."

I considered this for a moment.  In a purely capitalistic way it
made a lot of sense.  "So I'm guessing that was his first movie,
huh?"

"Yep."

"So what happened to him after?  'Cause it looked like the white
boy really hurt him."

"Oh, he DID!" my cousin chuckled.  "It was his first time getting
fucked up the ass, and he said he was so sore afterwards he
couldn't sit down straight for a week.  On top of that, he said
it took him forever to get the smell of shit out of his nose. 
But when his dad told him how much money they were going to make
and how proud he was of him for being so brave, he said it made
him feel a lot better."

Yeah, I said to myself, a boy'll do damn near anything to please
his father.  "So what's he doing now?"

"Oh, he's still in the business.  So is his dad.  For about ten
years he got a lot of gigs 'cause he gained a reputation for
taking any size dick up his ass, and those boy-lovin' perverts
out there didn't mind paying a bundle to see his little ass get
stuffed by guys who were hung like horses.  But when he turned
15, and him and his dad saw how big his own dick was getting,
things started changing.  Pretty soon HE was the one doing the
fucking.  Matter of fact..." and my cousin went back to his stash
and rummaged around until he came up with another unlabeled DVD.
"Since you saw that one, you oughtta check this one out too. 
After sall," he said smiling and patting me on the shoulder,
"turn about is fair play."  Then he winked at me and left the
room, closing the door behind him.


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