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I stop dead in my tracks when I walk into the bedroom; he’s obviously on the edge of heat. I watch him writhe in silence on the bed while I undo my tie. “Hmmm….you…want me to do laundry?”
“No!”
“Give you a spanking?”
“Noooo!”
“You …like the new sheets I bought?”
“ARG! Get over here and fuck me!”
“mm no I’m not sure that’s what you really want.”
“Why are you torturing me?” he whimpers.
I begin to unbutton my shirt. “Because…I think you want more than a fuck. I think you want to be tied to the bed, edged, have your balls smacked, and then slowly slowly fucked until you go crazy. But I just can’t tell.”
He keens out into the pillow. “Fuuuck yeah I want that.”
“Mm still not sure.”
He gives me this murderous look, then stomps to the closet. He returns with the rope, a paddle, lube, a feather, and vibrating dildo and dumps them all on the bed with a huff.
I grin. “Oh noooow I understand. See, why didn’t you just say so in the first place?”
He throws a pillow at me. “Get those pants off or I’m taking them off.”
“Tsk tsk…bossy bottom. Do we need to get you a gag too?” I ask.
“Oh you are so infuriating!”
“Yes, but you love me. Now, be a good boy, and finish undressing me.”

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Text is fictional. The gif I think came from peterfever.com.

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That handprint on his butt tells you he’s been a naughty boy.

“Come on no one’s looking!”
Dean was a terribly naughty boy. He had the prettiest, cutest little cock for miles around and he knew it. He played with it all the time, even in the backyard, when the neighbors could hear. His dad would give him a spanking for misbehaving, or neglecting his chores, but it would turn him on even more and so he’d come next door looking for me. He’d sashay over, nibbling on his thumb, the tip of his cock peeking out of his underwear. He knew exactly what he was doing.

He also knew it put me in heat like nothing else to jerk off his underwear and see a fresh red handprint on his ass. I would tease him by tapping my dick against his buttcheek and he’d just moan anyway, just because a man was paying attention to him. When I was properly dripping, I’d lube him up good and just slam it home. Dean loved it hard, he loved his prostate being hammered relentlessly, he liked to feel the cool air against his wet cock as it bobbed between his legs. My favorite position was just to stand there buried in him as I shot my load in him, our bodies pressed flushed together, sweating together.

My favorite memories of those summers aren’t school football games, sneaking out to be with girls, drinking too hard at underage parties… no, most of those favorite memories are of fucking Dean against the wall of his parent’s house and holding his spasming cock as we came together. He was such a loud little thing too.

I know, I know what you’re saying, that was horny and dumb and I took advantage of him. I think I was protecting him, really, there was no shortage of rougher bigger men that would have wrecked his pussy before he was 25. By claiming him, and being the source of what he needed, I gave him a wonderful youth of debauchery and hedonism.

Even though we don’t live anywhere near eachother now, sometimes I still think when I get the mail, I’ll look up and see Dean walking up to me…straining in his underwear, and nibbling on thumb.

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Text is fictional.

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“Am I old enough to fuck now, Daddy?”
I nearly dropped the basket of laundry I was holding. What was he doing in my bed? “Woaaah there, down boy. Where did you get a pair of shorts that small?”
“I bought them online. You said it was important for a boy to show off his assets. I’m ready Daddy, please, I want to screw like all your friends do with their boys. Mark told me his Daddy fucked him outside on a chaise lounge chair yesterday, outside.”
I rub my temples. He’s making this hard. “Boy, you’re still not ready yet, barely old enough, legally…”
“But I am! I’m ready! I want to know what it’s like, I’m sooo horny. When are you going to let me out of my chastity device? I’m ready! Measure me, Daddy you’ll see.”

I give him a look. When I weighed and measured his balls two days ago he wasn’t anywhere near full enough. I humor him though, because he’s frustrated and bored and is damn near irresistible. I get out the little scale and weigh his balls, then record it in my little notebook. With the measuring tape I get a number for how wide around they are. To my surprise… “How the hell have you made such a huge jump?”
He smirks at me, humping my pillow although it’s more to tease me than anything since his cock is all locked up. “I discovered one of my toys had an ‘on’ button.”
“How… you just noticed that?”
He looked a bit sheepish. “Just never really paid attention… but I’ve been playing with it a lot and now I’m all backed up.”

I put my notebook back in the drawer and give him a stare. I place my large hand on his ass cheek and slide my fingers down to between his legs. I cup him, and I can feel the heat even through the thin fabric. I suppress a groan. “You’re very close boy…I think in 48 hours you’ll be ready." 
"4..48 hours?” he cries. “No no now, Daddy now!”
I squeeze his balls in a vice like grip, “Do you want to get punished and have to have that device on another month?”
He gasps and mewls, wiggling in my grip, “N-n-no! No! I’ll be good and wait, but the pressure Daddy it’s so tight in there…”
I release him and sigh a deep, long breath. “You’ve waited this long, 48 more hours will only make it that much more sweeter.”

He pouts at me, knowing he won’t win this. He groans and curls up around the pillow as I put away the laundry. “I wanna be fucked on a chaise lounge,” he grumps.
I chuckle. “You’re so ornery. You’ll get that, one day. Trust me, doesn’t Daddy know what’s best?”
He gives me the cutest look, trying to be mad but failing, “Yes… yes you do.”
“Would you like to pet me for a little bit while I watch the news?”
His face lights up and he practically shoves the remote into my hand.

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Text is fictional…story is set in Luxembourg where the age of consent is 16. I’m 99% sure this model is named Ugo and comes from a website called Teens-Boys-World.com. I’m sure I’m on an FBI watch list now for Googling that, although the website says “All boys in this site is over 18 y.o.”.

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I had to go out of town for work, and when I was stuck in the hotel late at night bored and alone, my boyfriend decided to entertain me over Skype by jiggling his hot fuckable ass at me in his favorite thong. It made me absolutely insane; my yearning to fuck him went through the roof.
I sighed in exasperation, “…Fuck it, I want to change my airline ticket and coming home early. I don’t wanna go to that stupid meeting tomorrow.”

He called over his shoulder into the webcam microphone, “Why don’t I come there? It’ll be expensive but we can split it… we have that hotel room for another night, and you said there’s a jacuzzi in that hotel right? Extend it one more night. I bet we could get into a lot of trouble, leaving some sexy marks on the glass of the windows, you sliding into me on the roof of the parking garage…”

I moaned at the idea of turning this sterile evil business trip into a sexy weekend adventure. “You know when you jiggle your ass at me when asking for favors, I am physically unable to say no,” I reminded him.

“Forward me the email of that ticket when you buy it!” he grinned widely at me, sliding his hands up his thighs. I shake my head and smile. He’s so demanding, but he’s worth it. “Fine, fine I’ll buy it. Now where were we? Oh yes, Show me your beautiful ass up close again boy…and this time, strip for me. I know what a voyeur you are, will you do a little strip tease for me?”

A lightbulb went off over his head and he ran off camera. I heard rustling. When he returns, he’s carrying his favorite purple dildo. “How about a striptease and this too?”
I purred, “Fuck yes baby, I wanna watch that.”

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The boy knew his role was to serve his man and be available for him whenever and where-ever he wanted it. He knows better than to inconvenience his Sir by saying ‘no’, and he would be a fool to spurn a man who has selected his ass to claim as there are so few masters as so many horny bottoms. No matter how humiliating, he must show respect and hold his cheeks apart to provide easy access. His Sir also loves watch his throbbing cock slide in and out of his boy’s body. It pleases him tremendously to see it and to have a boy so consistently obedient.

Those hands were supposed to stay that way until his Sir came and he was never allowed to touch himself without permission… Sir said it was conditioning for when the chastity device arrived. At first the boy was anxious of what that meant and resented the idea, but he began to look forward to having something between his sensitive, frustrated cock and the teasing, tickling fibers of the rug.

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“So…Mike tells me you clean dormrooms if the men are naked?”
“Yes sir.”
“Polite, too. I like that. I also like that you’re not ashamed in being honest with what you want. Well, my roommate and I have made a mess of this place. Just kind of got out of control after finals.”
He glances over my shoulder into my room. Where most people would cringe at the amount of work needed, his eyes sparkle, knowing the potential for big rewards. “I can get it done today. You have a lovely cock Sir, I’d be happy to work for it.”
I can’t help but reach down and give my cock a couple tugs. He watches me intently. “You have your eyes on the prize hm. Get to work, I’ll be watching …and jacking off. I’ll let you swallow if you’re making fast progress.”
“Yes sir!”

He was good. Matter of fact, he finished so quickly I was hesitant to let him leave so soon. So, I fucked him over my freshly made bed then coaxed him into sticking around to wash my sheets. A bottle of beer and promise of a sandwich worked. After he left, I called Mike. “Can I schedule him once a week please?”
Mike snickered, “He’s addicting isn’t he?”
“Oh his ass is so cute! Got me soooo horny watching him bend over to pick things up.”
“Did you fuck him?”
“Yes, made him wash the sheets too.”
“Glad to hear that. A lot of people are shy to ask to fuck him, but to him it’s just like a bonus for a job well done.”
“That kid is gonna go far in life.”
“Mmhmm.”

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Text is fictional. I found the source with clothes on, so maybe this pic is photoshopped?

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Geraldo has gotten an alpha male’s attention by strutting around in tight fitting white underwear and teasing himself in it to half mast. He’s about to discover though, that there is a different between advertising to and taunting an alpha male. “I was a good boy this weekend and didn’t masturbate, but my balls are so full! I need someone to milk me between my legs,” said in a low, husky voice, is a good way to end up naked in five minutes.  “Sure you’re fucked a lot of boys, but once you’ve had mine, you’ll spend the rest of your life comparing everyone else to me,” is acceptable, if not a little dangerous. “I bet you’re all talk and no action, just because you know how to stick your cock in a boy doesn’t mean you’re any good at it, so prove it,” is a terrible idea. “I’m sure that’s just a sock in there, you gonna pleasure me with a sock?” is red flag territory.

Geraldo is about to learn that lesson now, as he’s about to receive the hardest fuck of his life, and feel that alpha cock probe parts of his pussy he didn’t even know could be reached. One arm will be around his neck, holding him in place as he takes the biggest dick of his life. He’ll love it, but once he realizes the full power an alpha has over his little twink body he’ll not only respect them more, but gain a healthy little bit of fear as well. Geraldo will think twice about poking them with a stick in the future.

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“No no don’t pull out! I’m so full of you and your cum… awww nooo.”
“Too sensitive to keep it in there boy, you milked me too good. Plus I wanted to see my load dripping out of your ass. Hm, your hole is still twitching for me too. I bet you spend a lot of time in this park spreading your legs to anyone with meat between their legs.”
“Please put it back in, please fuck me again,” he whimpers, “I felt so full…your cock is so long, please~”
I look around, “Hey! You over there! Come fuck this slut, he needs another cock in his ass and I’m all outta cum." 

I was happy to sit by and fondle myself as I watched the boy get a fresh, hard fucking from a horny man until my refractory period was over and I could get back in his wet, tight ass. He wrung me totally dry. God, I love this park.