The Little Boy Next Door - Part 5 (M/b, oral, anal, ws, scat)
by Coproman


Several weeks had passed since my last major session with Kip.  I had since turned twenty and was preparing to enter my junior year of college.  Kip, who was now seven, was preparing to enter second grade.  It wasn't that we didn't want to get together; the opportunity had simply not presented itself, so we both just had to be patient and wait. We had, however, managed to get in a few brief encounters.  On one occasion, while my father was at work and my mother was taking a nap, I was able to sneak Kip over just long enough for him to pull down his pants, fart in my face, and let me lick his asshole.  Another time, when his mother and sister were asleep, he snuck me over to his house and let me watch him take a shit while he gave me some head; and when I was ready to come, he let me pull my dick out of his mouth just in time to shoot my load in his face.  But an extended encounter had simply not worked out, and I was getting frustrated, because I wanted desperately to get back into Kip's booty--all the way, this time--and there was no way I could do this if we didn’t have enough time alone together.

It wasn't until the very end of the summer that my parents mentioned joining some friends and family members on an all-day outing.  They wanted to know if I was interested in going with them, but of course I declined, mentioning something about having a previous engagement with my girlfriend.  In a way this was true, only it wasn't a previous engagement with Sharon, who was out of town, but with my other "girlfriend" next door.  I quickly got word to Kip, telling him to be sure to look out the window, to confirm that they were actually leaving, and then tell his mother that he was going to a friend's house to play.  (This too was basically true, only I was the "friend" and we just happened to have a special way of "playing" with each other.)

Finally the appointed day arrived and my mom and dad left the house at about ten o'clock in the morning.  After seeing them off, I waited a few minutes, trying to give them enough time to drive away, then gingerly approached the window and poked my head out only far enough to see if the car was gone.  When I saw that it was, my heart began to race and I quickly looked to my right to see if Kip was in his window, but he wasn't, causing my frustration to return at once as I pulled my head back inside.  About ten seconds later, though, the doorbell rang.  I peered through the peephole and Kip was peering right back at me with a strangely urgent look on his face.  I immediately unlocked the door and let him in.

"It's about time!" he said as he hurriedly headed for my room, pulling his clothes off along the way.  "I didn't think we was EVER gonna get to do it again."

"Yeah," I replied, as I took my cue from him and slipped out of my bathrobe, "I was thinking the same thing."  

Kip was so eager to get going that by the time I had followed him into my room, he was already standing there butt naked looking in the mirror.  I smiled as I gazed at his small light-skinned body, a body I yearned for, especially his protruding ass and his erect three-inch peter.  Altogether it was a beautiful young package that I had been denied fOr too long.

Apparently Kip felt the same way I did about being denied, because he suddenly pushed me back on the bed, dove between my legs, and attacked my semi-hard cock, stuffing it into his mouth.  I was going to tell him to wait, that I need to do something first, but as I lay back on the bed on my elbows, watching him ravenously suck my dick, I figured this was as good a time as any to introduce him to Pervert Lesson #25.  Besides, I didn't want those seven-year-old lips to go anywhere.  So I slowly sat up, put my hand on the back of his head and let go with a strong squirt of piss right in his mouth.  Kip's eyes flew open, a look of shock on his face, and tried to pull away.  But I just kept my hold on his head and stared him down as I stood all the way up.

"I have to go," I said, "and I want you to drink it."  He still seemed very reluctant until I added, "Then when you have to go, I'll drink yours."

With my dick still in his mouth, Kip thought about this for about five seconds then just closed his eyes and held onto my hips.  That was my signal to go ahead and pee in his mouth, and that's exactly what I did.  Holding back only long enough for him to get used to the sensation of the warm flow entering his mouth, I finally just let go, pissing heavily straight down his throat.

"Mmpphh!  Mmpphh!" he complained as he struggled to keep up with the deluge, but I kept holding the back of his head and, after a while, the noises stopped and I felt him settle down.  As I looked down, I could see Kip’s throat move as he swallowed mouthful after mouthful of my piss.

"Aaaahhh," I sighed, closing my eyes and relaxing.  For a moment, I couldn't believe what I was doing.  Here I was, a college student, taking a leak in an elementary school child's--a second grader's--mouth, as if he were a human urinal.  I had to be dreaming!  But then I opened my eyes and looked down again to see the reality of my dick protruding from Kip's mouth.  And even though the frown never left his little light-skinned face, he nonetheless kept his lips locked around my penis and continued to swallow every drop of piss that poured into his gullet.

"That's right," I urged him.  "Drink my fuckin' piss!  Your mouth is my toilet bowl, so take it all!"

It took about half a minute more for me to empty my bladder down the boy's throat, but what I had done turned me on so much that now I had a raging hard-on.  Kip's lips were still hugging my dick, only now they were stretched around it in a wide "O."  At this point, further instructions were unnecessary, as the boy grabbed onto my ass and thrust his head forward, impaling his mouth on my shaft.

"Yeah, suck my dick, Kip!" I groaned, clamping my hands around the back of his head.  
But, having made several more trips to peep shows since we'd last gotten together, I wanted to do this in one of the ways I'd seen, so on the boy's next up-stroke, I pulled his head up, causing my cock to exit his mouth with a pop then snap back against my stomach.

"What's the matter?" Kip asked, probably thinking he'd done something wrong.

"Nothing," I said.  "I just want us to try a sixty-nine."

"A what?" the boy asked, confused.

"A sixty-nine," I repeated.

"What's that?"

"Well, instead of you just sucking my dick or me just sucking yours, this time we're gonna suck each other's dicks at the same time, okay?"

He nodded.  I sat up, lifting him off me, then stood at the foot of my bed.  

"Lay on your back and let your head hang off the end of the bed, right here," I said.

He followed my instructions and I adjusted his shoulders and head until he was in just the right position.  I looked down at him and smiled at his cute little upside-down face and his stiff three-inch peter.  Meanwhile, he was staring eagerly at my erection as he waited for me to connect with him.

"Now open your mouth," I said.  When he did, I moved forward until his head was between my legs.  Crouching down until my dick was level with his mouth, I eased it between those soft, wet seven-year-old lips, stopping only when the crown touched the back of his throat.  Then I bent over and, putting my hands under his ample ass, lifted it up, as I slid my mouth down over both his dick and his balls.  For the next few minutes, I gave him some heavy tongue action on his balls and the shaft and crown of his penis, thoroughly covering them with saliva and causing him to moan from the intense sensation. He tried to lick me in return, but his mouth was so jam-packed that it was hard for him to maneuver his tongue.   	

Bracing myself, I began to slowly fuck the second-grader in the mouth.  I temporarily ignored his dick so I could concentrate on achieving just the right angle of penetration; I wanted to go as deep in his throat as I could without making him gag.  I was surprised at just how deep that turned out to be.  Having his head hanging over the end of the bed put his mouth and throat in a straight line, which allowed me to easily push all seven inches of my rod into his mouth, leaving my ball resting on his nose.

Immediately I began to slide my dick in and out of his mouth, up and down his tight throat, and sure enough he wasn't gagging, just breathing heavily through his nose.  I moved a little faster, and still there was no gag reflex.  After just a few minutes, I found myself, unbelievably, fucking Kip's mouth as hard as I had fucked my girlfriend's pussy a week ago, only Kip's mouth was tighter than her cunt; and instead of my balls bumping up against a white girl's ass, they were bouncing off a light-skinned boy's nose.

"Fuck, that's good!" I cried out.  "Your mouth is the best pussy I ever fucked!"
Still holding on to Kip's ass as I banged his mouth in a frenzy, I went back to sucking him, again taking both his dick and his balls into my mouth and giving him a thorough tongue bath.  For several minutes we struggled with each other in this mismatched coupling--tugging, grunting, slurping and writhing in each other's arms as we seemingly tried in this one session to make up for all those times we couldn't be together. 

Soon I heard Kip utter a steady moan and felt his whole body shivering, and I knew he was experiencing yet another dry orgasm.  When I felt his dick softening, I pulled it and his balls out of my mouth and stuck my nose between his ass cheeks.  A strong odor of shit inundated my nostrils.  "Fuck!" I muttered, reacting to the smell.  I spread his asshole open and thrust my tongue as far in it as I could.

"Mmmmm!" Kip groaned, as I once again slurped shit out of his stink little ass.  Even though he had already come, I could tell by his reaction that he was still thrilled by the analingus.  I also imagined him confiding in his sister Alicia about everything we were doing, and how he would tell her, "He lick-ted the doo-doo out my butt!"  But I wondered if he would also tell her what he had been doing to me at the time.

After a few more minutes of fucking Kip in the mouth, I couldn't hold out anymore.  Plunging my dick one last time to the back of his throat and grabbing his ass cheeks tight, I stiffened and began to tremble as I reached one of the most intense orgasms I ever experienced.

"Shit!  Fuck!  Take that come, you little bitch!" I screamed.  "Take it all in that pussy mouth!"  With those words I spurted a whole week's worth of come directly down Kip's throat, almost drowning him in a river of pent-up sperm.  I don't know how, but somehow--with my dick in his throat, my balls pressed up against his nose, and his hands hugging my ass for dear life--he managed to swallow my entire slimy load of love juice.

"Oh, yeah.  That was good.  That was so fucking good," I mumbled as I tried to catch my breath.  My shrinking penis had fallen out of Kip's mouth and I could hear him swallowing again and again, trying to get down those last gobs of come.  Finally I pulled away from him and looked down.  Because of the way his head was positioned, I found myself staring straight into his nostrils, and I couldn't resist bending down, holding his head steady, then dipping the tip of my tongue inside both little openings.

"Ugghh!" Kips responded, trying halfheartedly to twist his head away from my probing tongue.  "What you tryin' to do now?  Eat my boogers?"

His comment made me laugh so hard I couldn't continue, and I ended up sitting on the floor and just looking at him, as he continued to lie with his head hanging over the end of the mattress, first smiling at me then checking out everything in that section of my room from his new upside-down perspective.  I was still snickering at what Kip had said when he suddenly pulled himself up, turned over on his stomach and looked down at me.

"I gotta pee," he said.   

Hearing that stopped my snickering, a lustful smile taking its place.  Since I was still sitting on the floor, I simply turned around and backed up until the back of my head was up against the mattress.  Kip jumped off the bed and stood in front of me, his prick dangling right in my face.  I gently took it between my lips while Kip held on to my head.  Then we both waited.  Seconds later, I felt a tiny stream of urine hit the back of my mouth.

"Now you drink mines," Kip said, keeping his young, hairless crotch flush against my face as he emptied his bladder down my throat.  "Now your mouth is my toilet."

As I swallowed his piss, I decided to see how tight his asshole was since our last encounter, when I'd easily pushed two fingers inside him as he'd fucked me in the mouth. Holding on to his ass cheeks, I carefully spread them apart and eased my middle finger into his anus, which was still wet with my saliva.  I got no reaction from the boy, even after wiggling my finger around a bit.  I was surprised at how much more room there seemed to be, compared to the last time I'd finger-fucked him, and I wondered if he'd been sticking anything up his ass to keep it open.  Encouraged, I eased a second finger inside him, just as he finished peeing in my mouth.  Even though he winced and the fit was a little snug, he calmed down again in only seconds, and I was soon able to slide both fingers rather easily back and forth inside him, as I lapped up the last drops of his piss.

"I know what you tryin' to do," Kip said, pulling his dick out of my mouth but keeping it pressed up against my face, as I continued to finger-fuck him.

"What?"

"You wanna stick your thing in me again, and you tryin' to make my butthole big enough to take it, right?"

"Mmm-hmm," I hummed.  "Well, you DID promise to give me some butt whenever we got together again, didn't you?"

"Yep."

"So how about it?  You think you can take it all the way this time?"

He hesitated.  "I don’t know.  It might hurt."

"It didn't hurt when I put it in you after you finished doo-dooing, did it?"

"No, not a lot," he admitted, "but you didn't put it all the way in.  And I didn't just finish doo-dooin', today."

I smiled.  He was no dummy.  But as I continued to piston my fingers in and out of Kip's anus, I started getting hard again, as I imagined what it would be like to actually fuck his little seven-year-old ass, plowing my pole between those sweet light-skinned cheeks until I filled his rectum with a thick wad of come.  I also considered how he would be taking one inch of dick up his butt for every year old he was, and this thought in particular made me even more determined to do him before he turned eight, because I loved the idea of the one-to-one symmetry and I certainly wasn't going to grow another inch of dick anytime soon.

"Okay," I finally said,  "I'll make a deal with you: If you let me do you, I'll not only let you do me back, I'll let you do something else to me too.  Something nastier than we've ever done before."

"Like what?" Kip asked, instantly intrigued.

Without a second thought, I said, "Well...the next time you have to doo-doo, I'll let you do it in my mouth."

Immediately his face scrunched up, this time into a combination frown/smile of digust, disbelief and wonderment, as his young brain tried to envision the perverse act.  "Ugghh!" he finally said.  "For real?"

"Yep."

"And what you gonna do?  Eat it?"

"Yep."

"Ugghh!" he said again, his frown/smile deepening.  "That's REAL nasty."

"I know," I said.  "So do we have a deal?"

Kip continued to stare at me, not answering, but I could tell that he was weighing the prospects carefully in his head.  Would he be willing to endure the possible pain of anal penetration to get an opportunity not only to fuck his first piece of ass but also to take a shit in my mouth?

"Okay, bet," he finally said, "but when you do me, go slow, 'cause I can't take it back there hard like you do it in my mouth."

"Don't worry," I assured him, "I'll be real gentle."

With that, I eased my fingers out of his anus and held them up so I could look at them.  Light brown streaks covered both digits and I made sure to show them to Kip.  When he saw what I had pulled out of his butthole, the frown/smile quickly returned to his face, and it turned into a real frown when, repeating what I'd done in an earlier encounter, I sniffed my fingers then began to lick his shit off them.  As he had done at that time, he continued to watch in silence--the frown never leaving his face--until I had licked both fingers clean.  When I was done he asked me to open my mouth.

"Ugghh!" he said.  "There's doo-doo on your tongue!"

"Wait a minute," I said, closing my mouth and swallowing hard a few times.  "Now look."  I reopened my mouth and stuck my tongue out.  "Is it gone?"

Kip, still frowning deeply, just nodded.  But that didn't stop him from asking, "So how it taste this time?  Still good?"

"I couldn't really tell," I said.  "There wasn't enough of it.  But I'll have a better idea when I eat it outta your butt."

For several seconds Kip just continued to stare at me with that look on his face, until I finally said, "Oh, stop all that frowning!  You know you can't wait for me to do that to you.  Now get back on that bed so I can get me some booty."

Giving me a little smile, Kip climbed back up on the bed, lay on his stomach, and looked back at me.  "Like this?"

"Yeah, that's good."

At first I just gazed at him, marveling at how far his little-boy butt poked out, even though he was lying flat on the bed.  I reached over and gently spread his ass cheeks apart, uncovering his pinkish-brown asshole.  It was still flecked with the shit I had dragged out of him with my fingers, and even though I had licked it, it still emitted a strong shit odor.  But the sight and smell of the boy's poop chute only made me hornier, and after lubricating my dick with Vaseline as thoroughly as I could, I climbed on top of him.  

As I measured the wide knob of my penis against Kip's anus, I wondered how on earth I honestly expected to make one fit into the other.  But then I thought again of how I had already been partly in there and I quickly convinced myself that re-penetrating him wouldn't be that difficult, so I nestled my dick between his ass cheeks and eased forward until the head was pressing hard against his asshole.

"Push out like you're taking a shit," I said.  The moment he did that, I thrust forward and, just like before, the head of my pole popped into his anus and his sphincter closed over it.

"Ouch!" Kip yelped.

I remained still.  "Don't worry; the worst part is over.  Now that the head is in, you'll be able to take the rest with no problem."

While he didn't respond verbally to my words, he was nonetheless starting to relax,  because I could feel the tension beginning to leave his body.  Meanwhile I was doing everything I could to resist the urge to ram my rod all the way up Kip's ass.  The hold his anal ring had on the head of my dick was much tighter than before, and the idea that I was deflowering a seven-year-old boy made me even hornier.

As I waited for Kip to get used to the feel of my dick in his ass, I reached underneath him and felt around until I found his penis.  It was only semi-hard, so I began to stroke it, because I knew the stimulation would cause him to focus on his erection, instead of whatever pain he might be feeling behind him.  It took only a few seconds for Kip to start getting harder, and as soon as I felt this, I slid about half an inch more dick into him.  Then I stroked him some more, and when he got harder, I stuck it to him again.  Little by little, over the next several minutes, this "stroke-and-push" method resulted in my seven-inch dick being stuffed to the balls up the seven-year-old's ass.

"That's it!" I said triumphantly.  "It's all the way in."

"For real?" Kip asked, turning his head back, trying to see our connection.

"Yep.  So did it hurt?"

"When you first put it in it did, but after that it was okay."

"Good.  Now you just have to get used to the fucking part.  Think you can take it?"

"I think so.  Just remember to go slow."

I wasn't in any hurry, because right now my dick was throbbing inside the tightest, hottest orifice it had ever occupied, and I was thoroughly savoring the feeling.  In fact, I was sure that it would again take nothing more than Kip flexing his sphincter a few times, just like he'd done the last time, to make me explode inside him, drenching his bowels with come.  But as badly as I wanted to empty the full contents my balls into Kip's ass, this time, truly taking his virginity, I wanted just as badly to fuck it.  I needed to introduce Kip to the ways of grown-up sex by riding his cute butt--which stuck out so defiantly, so temptingly--until I had tamed it.  Only then would I brand it by shooting my sperm deep inside.

"What you waitin' for?" he suddenly asked, snatching me out of my reverie.

Carefully raising my hips, I slowly pulled my prong out of Kip's anus until only the head remained inside.  Then, just as carefully, I lowered my hips until all seven inches were stuck tightly back inside him.  I repeated this process several times, speeding up just a little with each stroke while, at the same time, making sure Kip wasn’t tensing up, that his young body remained relatively relaxed.

"Can I go faster?" I asked.

"Yeah, I think so," he said.

With that I began to pump Kip's rump faster and harder, to the point where my crotch slapped up against his ass cheeks.  A couple of times he winced, upon which I slowed down slightly, but soon his asshole had expanded enough for his pain to vanish, replaced by pleasure, and it was full steam ahead.

"Yeah, do it!" Kip suddenly yelled out.  "Fuck me!"  And after saying that he actually lifted his butt to meet my down strokes, giving me maximum penetration of his virgin anus.  And I was no longer holding back.  All my fears of hurting Kip had gone out the window and I was fucking the seven-year-old furiously, plunging my pile driver to the bottom of his butthole.	

"Oh shit!" I yelled.  "Gimme that booty!  It's so fuckin' tight!  It's the tightest booty I ever fucked!"

By now we were fucking so hard that the bedsprings were creaking as though someone were jumping up and down on the mattress.  Again I couldn’t believe what I was doing.  I was actually banging a little boy's butt, something I had dreamed of doing but tried to forget about, since I thought I’d never have the opportunity.  But here I was, shamelessly scooping a seven-year-old's anal cherry with one of the most ferocious fucks I’d ever given anyone up the ass. 

"Fuck the doo-doo outta my butt!" Kip suddenly cried out.

Hearing him say that, I propped myself up to get better leverage and began to fuck him with renewed intensity, shoving my rock-hard manhood even more brutally up his defenseless anus.  I was working so hard that sweat was pouring off my body, which caused the slapping sound of my crotch hitting Kip’s ass to get even louder.

"I'm coming!" I shouted.  "And I'm gonna shoot it all right up your ass!  Right in that tight little shithole!"

"Yeah, do it to me!" Kip responded.  "Shoot it up my butt!"

Having already come once in Kip's mouth, I thought that there'd be nothing left to deposit in his asshole; but I was so turned on by fucking his ass that my balls had produced a fresh new load of come and, as I reached another amazingly intense orgasm, I flooded his bowels with semen, shooting so much that it surged past his rectum and into his intestines.  And when I finally finished spurting my sperm, Kip made sure that every drop of it was in his anus by milking me with his sphincter.  Only when he was sure that he had drained my balls dry did he relax his ass muscles and let me go.

"Oh, shit," I panted.  I eased my shrinking penis out of Kip's asshole and flopped over on my back, trying to get my breath back and seriously wondering how, after this, fucking my girlfriend's pussy could ever satisfy me again.  "I didn't think I could shoot that much after coming in your mouth.  But that ass really turned me on."

Kip just lay there for a second then turned his head around to look at his butt.  "I feel air back there."

"That's 'cause your butthole hasn't finished closing, yet," I explained.  "And my come's starting to work its way out."  To make sure, I got up and looked at his ass.  While the situation was indeed as I'd surmised, it was still something of a shock to see the wide open hole that the boy's anus had become, with a steady stream of sperm seeping out, running down his ass crack and onto his balls.  It was a disgustingly delicious sight.

When I lay on my back again, Kip looked at my crotch, frowned and said, "Uggghh!"

"What's the matter?" I asked.          

"There's doo-doo on your dick!"

I glanced down and, sure enough, almost the entire crown of my penis was covered with tan-colored shit.  I smiled.  "Well, you told me to fuck the doo-doo out of your butt, so that’s what I did."

Kip gave me a sheepish smile then said, "Now it's my turn, right?"

"Right," I said.	

"Then wipe that doo-doo off your dick and let's go."

Instead of doing what Kip suggested, I simply scooped his shit off with my fingers, popped it in my mouth and swallowed.

"Uggghhh!" Kip said once more, again frowning deeply.  "How you can eat doo-doo like that?"  

"It's easy," I said, smiling.  "You just have to be a pervert.  But enough about me; now you get the chance to fuck the doo-doo outta my butt."

After saying that, I turned over, presenting my full ass to the seven-year-old.  Oddly enough, this would also be my first time being fucked up the ass, but I knew that losing my anal virginity to Kip would be a lot easier that it was for him to lose his to me.

"Wait a minute," I suddenly said, getting up.

"What's wrong?" Kip asked, his three-inch peter sticking straight out.

"Nothing.  I just want to make sure you're lubed up."  And with that I leaned forward, took his dick into my mouth and gave him some quick head, making sure to cover him with as much saliva as I could.

"Okay," I said, finally pulling my lips away.  "That should do it.  Now it'll be easier for you to get in there."

Resuming my face-down position of the bed, I waited; it took all of about five seconds for Kip to spread my ass open and sink his seven-year-old cock to the balls up my pouting anus.  I felt a sharp pain as he entered me, but that was all.

"Are you all the way in?" I asked.

"Yeah, I think so," Kip responded.

"Then go ahead and ride my butt."

Immediately Kip held onto my shoulders and began to pump his hips, shoving his pecker up my ass at a steady pace.  After a while he put his arms around my chest and lay his head against my neck, fucking me from that position.  Then he shifted again, this time propping himself up on his hands before going back to bucking his hips and penetrating my asshole.  It seemed that he just couldn't get comfortable on top of me, being that I was so much bigger than him and had so much more ass to negotiate, but never once did he stop trying; he was determined to get his full share of butt.  Finally he just lay down flat on top of me, his hands on my arms and his hips still pumping away.

"Ooo!  Ooo!" Kip moaned, as he humped me.  He fucked like a jack rabbit, his little boner pistoning in and out of my anus at lightning speed, and I wondered if my virgin tightness back there would stimulate him into having his first ejaculation.

"That's right, do it, Kip!  Fuck my ass!  Stick it all the way up my ass!"   And I helped him along by doing for him the same thing he'd done for me--lifting my ass to meet his every down stroke.

"Ooo!  Gimme that booty!" Kip responded, again mimicking my own expression of passion.  And every time he slammed his little body into mine, my dick rubbed against the bedsheet and got harder and harder.  I wondered how long he could keep up this frantic fucking.  At seven years old, he was a ball of energy, but he was also too young and inexperienced to know how to draw out his pleasure, so I figured the end was at hand.

I was right.  After a few more minutes of bumping and jiggling around on top of me, Kip's breathing got fast and shallow then, suddenly, he grabbed onto me, plastering himself against my back and forcing his cock to the balls up my rectum while trembling hard.

"Aah! Aah! Aaaahhh!" he moaned, and with each exclamation, he jerked violently.  

"Yeah, Kip!" I said, squeezing his stubby dick with my anal muscles.  "Give it to me!  Come in my ass!  Give me your hot come!"

Kip continued to cling to my back, trembling and jerking, until finally he went completely stiff, let out a long sigh, then collapsed on top of me, panting.  I milked his shrinking penis a few more times before releasing it.  I then turned my head to the side.

"Well," I asked, "how'd you like fucking me up the ass?"

At first he was breathing too hard to answer, but after a while, with his mouth right beside my ear, he whispered, "I like-ted it REAL good."

Several minutes passed with Kip still lying on top of me.  We were both just savoring the aftermath, and I especially enjoyed Kip's weight on my back, along with the sound and feel of his steady breathing.  After a while, though, I started thinking.

"Hmmm?  I wonder if..."

"What?" Kip asked.

"Wait."  I wiggled from underneath him then got up on my knees and bent way over.  "Take a look in there and tell me if you see anything."  

Spreading my anus open and peering inside, Kip finally said, "I see something white in there."

"Really?" I asked with excitement, turning my head back to look at him.

"Yeah."

"Wait a minute."  I then squatted and, sticking my hand under my anus, flexed my sphincter over and over again until I felt something drip out.  When I brought my hand back up, there was a small milky-white drop on the tip of my middle finger.    

"You know what that is, right?"

"My come?" he asked hesitantly, staring hard at the tiny emission.

"Yep," I said.  "That's your first come and you did it right in my butthole.  So how did it feel?"

"Kinda funny,” he said.  "Like I was peeing or something."

"Well, when you get a little older, you'll be coming so much it'll seem like you're peeing to whoever you're fucking at the time."

"For real?"

"Yeah, take my word for it.  In fact, if you're still doin' me at that time, you'll probably be shooting twice as much up my ass as I did up yours.  And speaking of that, turn around and bend over.  I want to see how things are going back there."

Kip immediately assumed the head-down/tail-up position.  I licked his come off my finger then looked closely at his behind.  I was surprised at what I saw.  His entire ass crack was a wet, sticky mess.  His anus had still not finished closing from the savage screwing I'd given him, and while he was fucking me, my sperm had continued to leak out and run between his cheeks, onto his balls, and even down the small shaft of his penis!  And it was still leaking out as I examined him, actually dripping off his balls and onto the bedsheet.  Seeing this, I suddenly realized that Kip's virgin seven-year-old asshole had probably received the biggest load of sperm I'd ever ejaculated.  Comparing what he'd spurted into me with what I'd pumped into him was like comparing a drippy faucet to a water main break: He had barely moistened my insides while I had totally saturated his.  But I knew, as I'd suggested to him, that it wouldn't take him long to catch up to and pass me in that department. 

"So what you see?" Kip asked, looking back at me.  

"Not much," I lied.  "But don't put your drawers back on right away."

"Why?"

" 'Cause my sperm's not finished draining outta your butt, and I don't want your mother wondering why there's a big come stain in the seat of your underwear."

"Wait, I wanna see," Kip said, scrambling off the bed and bending over in front of the mirror on the back of my door.  "Ugghhh!" he said as he spread his cheeks and examined himself.  "Why you mess my butt up like that?"

"I couldn't help it," I explained.  "You made me horny."

As he continued to check himself out, I caught him smiling, after which he shook his head and muttered "mm, mm, mm."  This made me smile too, because I now realized that he was more impressed than upset by what I'd done to him.

"Are you sure all your stuff is gonna come outta my butt?" he asked.

"Yeah, don't worry," I said, not really knowing.  "It should only take another fifteen minutes or so to drain out."

This seemed to satisfy Kip, because he immediately stood up and began to walk around the room, looking at and picking up various things, as he always did.  But every time he passed the mirror, he would check out his wet ass crack, and each time he would smile and shake his head.  But after a few minutes of this, he kept glancing at me instead, as if he wanted to say something to me or ask me something.

"So what's the matter?" I finally asked him.  "What's up?"

"I just wanna know..."

"Know what?"

"About the other thing you said," he proceeded haltingly.  "I wanna know when you wanna do it."

"Do what?"

"You know.  What you said before."

"What do you mean?" I asked, playing dumb.

Kip sighed then, lowering his voice, said, "You said if I let you do me, then you'd let me do this [he pointed to his ass] in there [he pointed to my mouth]."

"Do what?"

"Doo-doo," Kip finally said, frustrated.

"Yeah, okay," I chuckled then asked, "So when you gotta go?"

"Now."

"Really?" My heart instantly began to beat faster.

"Yeah," he confirmed.  "So you still want me to do it? 'Cause I have to go right now; I can't wait."

Now my heart raced with excitement at the thought of this seven-year-old boy doing a number two in my mouth.  But first I had to figure out exactly how I wanted him to do it, because I wanted to get maximum stimulation from this encounter.  I decided that lying face-up on the floor, with Kip over me and facing my feet, would give me the best vantage point, so I quickly stretched out right beside the bed.

"Okay," I said to Kip, "come here."  He approached me gingerly.  "Now," I continued, looking up at his beautiful nakedness from this strange angle, "turn around, put one foot by each side of my neck, then squat over my face." 

He followed my instructions and two seconds later I was staring up at two smooth palm-sized ass cheeks with a big drippy asshole right in the middle of them.  After adjusting Kip's ass to make sure his anus was directly over my mouth, I reached down, clutched my already-hard prong, and began to gently jack myself off.

"Ready?" Kip asked.

"Yeah, go ahead," I said.

Getting the final okay, the seven-year-old relaxed his muscles, and I watched spellbound as his anus slowly widened, puckering out more and more, and a big blob of sperm began to ooze out of it.  I was about to get a healthy dose of my own semen, but the fact that Kip was giving it back to me out of his asshole made it okay.  Besides, I thought, it was a lot better for him to empty his bowels of my come this way, instead of having it wind up later on in his drawers.  As I pondered this, I suddenly felt a hot stream of piss hit my dick and hand, raining down on them for a few seconds before moving up my stomach, over my chest and onto my neck.  Being peed on like that--knowing that Kip was releasing everything, not holding back an inch--made me so hot I nearly came prematurely; so I took a deep breath, slowed down my jacking off and tried to focus on what was happening above me.  Amazingly my sperm was still hanging in a long, slimy rope out of Kip's asshole, but after a few seconds, it finally fell into my mouth, and I quickly slurped it down, savoring its shitty aroma.  Again Kip's anus pursed open, again a gooey milky-white gob appeared and fell lazily onto my extended tongue, and again I swallowed.  Only after I had downed a third mouthful of sperm did I finally see a light-brown nugget poke out of the seven-year-old's asshole.  

I stared awestruck as Kip's anus got wider and wider, preparing to release its hidden load.  As the turd inched out of his rectum, I began to tremble in both fear and anticipation.  I thought about how his shit had looked in the toilet bowl and wondered if it might be too thick for me to actually swallow.  But by now I was determined to consume whatever Kip's sweet young light-skinned ass produced for me.

"Unngghh," Kip grunted, then he asked, "You see it?"

"Yeah," I panted.  By now a good-sized chunk of Kip's turd had emerged, making smacking, sticky noises as it exited his spreading anus.  It was almost as big around as my dick, and its strong odor inundated my nostrils.  In the midst of all this, I suddenly heard myself whispering loudly, "Yeah, gimme that doo-doo!  Shit in my mouth, Kip!  I wanna eat it!"

Even though I knew Kip heard this, he remained silent, probably because he was concentrating on moving his bowels but also probably because he simply did not know how to respond to someone who was begging to eat his shit.  But it was too late for him to change his mind about the obscene operation and, besides, I'm sure he wanted to see if I would actually go through with it.  Finally my perversity got the better of me and, without a second thought, I lifted my head, allowing the emerging turd to enter my mouth then actually sealing  my lips around Kip's shitting bomb hole.

"Oo!" Kip puffed, responding to my action.  I could tell that he simply did not expect me to go this far.  As long as I was just underneath him, anything could be happening. But now that my open mouth was pressed over his asshole--now that I was physically attached to him--he could no longer wonder what I might be doing; he knew for sure.

But I obviously didn't know for sure what I was doing, because I was totally unprepared for what Kip's bowels had in store for me.  I expected that first fat turd to fill my mouth, and it did--completely, making my jaws bulge out.  But as I struggled to swallow it, I was sure that Kip had finished shitting, that this one super-long turd was his whole bowel movement and that I could take my time gulping it all down.  That's why I was so surprised when Kip's anus again pursed open and a second smaller piece of shit plopped in my mouth.

"Mmmmff!" I grunted, but in the same way I had continued to piss in Kip's mouth as he made gutteral complaints, he ignored my wordless plea to slow down, continuing to do his business as if he were sitting on a toilet, as a load of semisoft shit now plopped onto my tongue.

"Mmmmff!" I said again, but this time Kip responded by sitting down even harder on my face and saying, "Eat my doo-doo!  Eat it all!"

For some reason, the idea that this seven-year-old boy had given me a command--that he was humiliating me--made me even hornier, and as I choked down his shit I began to tug more vigorously on my stiff organ.  I wanted him to use me like this.  In fact, had I been able to do so, I would have called his sister over at that very moment, so she could humiliate me even more by watching her little brother take a shit in my mouth.  Then when he was done, I'd probably heighten my humiliation--along with the perversion--by having her take his place, so Kip could watch as his eleven-year-old sister dropped her stink load in my mouth.

As I fantasized about all this and continued to slurp down Kip's shit, I was shocked to feel something warm and wet cover the head of my dick while I was still jacking on the shaft.  It was Kip's mouth!  Keeping his small ass planted firmly on my face, he had managed to lean forward far enough to slip his lips over the crown of my weapon and was sucking away, creating an odd variation of sixty-nine.  This lasted only until he had finished taking a dump in my mouth, upon which he casually moved back a little, stuck his cock between my lips, and began to pump his hips, producing all kinds of loud squishy, mushy noises.

"Ugghhh!" Kip said, temporarily removing my penis from his mouth.  "I feel my doo-doo in your mouth!"

It was true.  Kip had pushed his prick into my mouth so fast that I hadn't gotten a chance to swallow the last of his bowel movement, so he was indeed fucking a mouth full of shit.  But even though he knew this, it didn't stop him from jabbing his boner down my throat or going back to sucking my dick, so he apparently didn't mind or maybe even liked the feel of it.  

Since we were now doing regular sixty-nine, I took my hand off my dick and used it and my other hand to hold onto Kip's bucking booty.  For the next several minutes, the only sounds that could be heard were moaning, bedsprings creaking, and the slapping of flesh against flesh, as Kip's immature balls banged repeatedly against my nose.  I could hardly believe, considering all we had already done, that we were now both enthusiastically fucking each other in the mouth, but here we were--the second grader and the college student--doing just that.  And despite my having already shot heavy loads of sperm in the seven-year-old's mouth and asshole, I knew that yet another load of my slimy seed was destined to find its way down his young throat.     

The intensity of our mutual mouth fuck heated up.  Kip's round head bobbed up and down furiously as he slurped on my shlong, and because he was not swallowing his saliva, it was running out of his mouth, down my shaft and over my balls, and making a sloshing sound every time he impaled himself on me.  On the other end, there was a similar sloshing sound each time Kip plunged his pecker between my lips, because by now the shit in my mouth had mixed with my saliva and turned so soft that it had the consistency of diarrhea.  But soon almost none of that sloshing was audible through the loud moaning and groaning Kip and I were doing, as we worked tirelessly at our respective organs, determined to make each other come one more time.  

Our efforts paid off.  In fact we came at the same time.  Our bodies suddenly went stiff, and I instinctively grabbed Kip's ass cheeks, holding his groin tightly against my face, while he simultaneously clutched my ass and deep-throated me, his lips pressing wetly against my pubic hair.

"Mmmmmmm!  Mmmmmmm!" we both moaned, and as I blasted a geyser of fuck juice into Kip's sucking mouth, he ejaculated for only the second time in his young life, squirting semen to add to the shit and spit combo already filling my mouth.  Right afterwards I gulped hard, like a flushing toilet, swallowing everything his body had deposited in my mouth, sending the whole mess cascading down to the bottom of my stomach.  Then, turning my head to allow Kip's shrinking penis to fall out of my mouth, I gasped, trying to recover from this energetic round of sex.  Kip, who had already released my dick from his mouth and collapsed on top of me, was also panting, for he too had used up a lot of energy.

"Fuck, that was good," I finally uttered when I got my breath back.  "You okay?"

"Yeah," Kip said between swallows.  "Just tired."  

With that he rolled off me and onto his back, completely exhausted.  I immediately felt coolness at my crotch, as the air hit my spit-coated dick and balls.  I looked over and studied Kip while he rested.  His lips were wet and juicy, and there was a little stream of either spit or come running out of the corner of his mouth.  Between his legs, his now fully limp penis glistened with my spit, with flecks of his own shit mixed in.  Even though I too was totally exhausted, I still wanted to do more nasty, disgusting things to him, maybe even coaxing him into letting me shit in his mouth.  But I decided to save all that for a future session.  Right now I just wanted to relax, keep looking at Kip's beautiful body, and rerun in my head everything we'd shared.


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