Feature Writer: Regis
Feature Title: BOYS WILL BE BOYS 8
Published: 25.11.2022
Story Codes: Young Ones, Voyeurism
Warning: This is a story of pure fantasy. There are no such people, places, and no such incidents every happened. This is entirely derived from the lusting imagination of the author, for his own amusement and yours. Never engage in any acts anything like those depicted here, outside of normal, consensual sex. There is not much of that contained in this document. You must never attempt to influence minors in areas of sexual behavior, or expose them to the kind of activities herein described. Even the delectable little girls described in this story, with their precious little beautifully presented genitalia are not real, so what is described could and did not really happen, and never should. Enough said. Now grab your own ready and eager equipment in a fist and start reading!
Boys Will Be Boys 8
TAMMi’S TURN
The boys arrived on time, having skipped out of their last class, and were startled that without any persuasion they now had two pretty cunts to play with. They were excited at the range of new possibilities, having gained for themselves their own personal cunt in Rebecca.
She always proved to be very cooperative, no matter what they wanted to do with her, and now there was another live girl-toy in Tammi. Having two cunts just made it so much better. They hoped Rebecca had got it right, and that her pretty friend would play ball with them.
They were also very happy they had a cool place where they could safely use her and her friend. They now had for themselves a pair of real cunts they could play with at will! Mr. Downstroke had properly taught them, after all, that free unrestrained use was exactly what cunts were for.
Tammi was special, because she had no idea how things worked, and had no experience with the boys probing her groin holes with sex toys, or getting herself seeded with their sperm. They could both fuck their new cunt Rebecca had got them, two at a time!
Neither girl had any idea what the boys and Mr. Downstroke in store for her, and if either did they certainly would not have gone with the older boys into the Leather Shop. Ricky and Kenny were pleased when they heard they had a chance for some new action.
They looked forward to getting their pricks into another real girl, getting a great fuck, and doing some really hot, radical stuff to her, but realized there was lots more to come, particularly with the fresh cunt Tammi joining in, coming to them as a willing participant.
Rebecca was, after all, Cliff’s little sister, so she wasn’t going anywhere, and Tammi came of her own accord, with no persuading. Once they had got her into a session, the only thing necessary would be to get her to agree to come back to the Leather Shop again.
If she willingly came back, they could do more and more nasty things to the sexy little cuntlet, without her realizing they were nasty things. That might be a trick, but they’d depend on Cliff to persuade her. That’s what being a big brother was all about, after all.
What amazed the boys was that Tammi was in, coming to see for herself what it was all about, knowing that getting herself fucked was definitely part of it. Rebecca knew where they were going, and had a pretty good idea about what she could expect would be a lot more than fucking.
Downstroke was expecting them, was very pleased that Tammi had been added to the crew. He had a leather satchel filled with kid-sized adult toys for them to play with. As they thought she would be, now that they were inside the building Rebecca was nervous about going on, and hesitant about going up the stairs.
Kenny had grabbed a cat-o-nine-tails off the show rack and used it to encourage her to keep moving. Rebecca squealed, but when she tried to turn back her way on the narrow stairs was blocked by the other boys, leaving her no way to go but up.
This was not a good prospect for her, and the nine-year-old cutie with a super-hot bod for her age knew it. She was definitely theirs, and would have to get used to it. Tammi, ahead of Rebecca on the narrow stairway, thought this was just a part of what went on, to impress her. In that regard she was right.
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Mr. Downstroke stayed in his office at the back of the store, where he made a hurried phone call to suggest the members of the Debauchery Dozen Club turn on their television feed from his upstairs playroom. His suggestions always turned out to be worthwhile, and were always followed.
He also made a substantial financial arrangement, as a trusted supplier of live video feed filth for their viewing pleasure. They not only paid him well, but also gave him valuable protection. After the call he locked the front door and put a “Back at six” sign in the front door window.
The schoolboys were eager to get going with the younger girls, and as quickly as they arrived in the room and closed the door, they told the pair of nine-year-old girls to strip naked. The girls complied, and the boys were bug eyed to see they had come to play filthy games without their panties.
It looked like they were eager to play, as were their hosts. For some reason the girls took off their shoes and socks last, and as they finished the task Mr. Downstroke arrived. They found it quite exciting to be bare naked together in front of the boys and now this adult man.
He was delighted with the stunning beauty of the naked young children. Youth were his passion, and these four were definitely passionate youth. His penis grew and arched in his pants at the sight of this pair of naked, cuntlet exposing female youth.
These were exactly what he liked best. He had picked the right boys for this project, and he was getting more value from them than he had planned. This was excellent, and he was certain would please his observing mentors. They were paying the bills, and would get their money’s worth.
Downstroke directed the action.
“Okay, boys, we’re going to get going with some preliminary girl fucking. Ricky and Kenny, will this be your first time? I need the truth, now, no bullshit.”
“Yes sir.” Ricky spoke for both of them.
They knew that Billy and Cliff had done this yesterday, but only Cliff had got the experience of fucking his sister since she was small. They were looking forward to becoming real men by doing what real men did with females.
“First, as you know, we need to prepare the way. Girls, I need you to come here and bend over.”
He slid a small empty pail and a pan full of warm soapy water out from under the bed, and carefully filled a rubber enema bag with some of it.
“We need to clean out your butts.
“Bend over, Tammi, and I’ll give you a flush so you won’t be embarrassed by streaking the boys’ dicks with your poop. That’s not cool, so you’d have to suck it off them. I doubt you’d like doing that.”
Tammi did as she was told, still curious, and Downstroke thrust the long slender and perforated nozzle smeared with KY Gel into her pink puckered anus. She squealed at the sensation, and he pushed it in its full length. Tammi had never been given an enema before.
“Squat over the pail,’ the man in charge of the operation said, “Because the water I’m going to put into you will have to come out, with whatever it finds inside you.”
She knew exactly what he was talking about, and was embarrassed she was going to have to take water in and shit out the mix of her stools and brown mess.
He held the bag high, and allowed gravity to do its job. Her eyes bulged as the warm water filled here colon, and as he pulled the black nozzle out of her, still dripping some water, her gut went to work and emptied itself into the pail, creating a mix of suds and small turds.
“Good girl!” he said as Tammi stood up and wiped her bum clean with some toilet paper, “You’re turn next, Rebecca.”
Knowing they would give her no choice, she moved over the pail and bent forward as Downstroke refilled the rubber bag with soapy water.
“You’re not using the same nozzle Tammi had up her bum, are you?” she said in protest, but at that moment the nozzle, with only tiny bits of Tammi’s poop, went up into Rebecca’s colon to give her an interior soapy rinse.
“These are self-cleaning,” Downstroke lied, “The soap takes care of everything,” and raised the bag to fill her intestine with the warm soapy water.
As soon as he pulled the nozzle out the water and bits of her crud rushed out into the pail, added to the deposit Tammi had made.
“Now the way for a clean anal fuck, the only civilized way to do it, is properly prepared,” he said.
The girls were surprised that what he said made sense to them. This was how things were done around here, and they were welcome as at least anal participants, and maybe more, if they got lucky.
Cliff had not known about enemas, and had always dealt with Rebecca’s crud as part of the reality of fucking one’s sister anally. This guy Downstroke knew about a lot of this kind of stuff, and he and the others were learning fast. This was so neat, and exciting enough that all of them were already growing big woodies.
“Okay, boys, everybody get your pants and shorts off.”
All four boys eagerly took their shoes, pants and undershorts off promptly.
“I want Ricky and Kenny to lie across the bed with your butts near the edge.”
When they had complied, he said, “Now I need you girls to lie on top of them, face up.”
Curious, the girls, their colons freshly flushed, did as they were told. Downstroke opened the tube of KY Gel and with a rude finger placed some on the girls’ rectums.
“This will make things go more smoothly, and the boys won’t get their peckers stuck going in. You’ll be glad, too,” he assured them, “Since when you don’t lubricate yourself, the getting connected part for a full anal fucking and girl gut-seeding can sometimes be painful.”
He spoke from experience, for when he was a small boy an uncle used his rectum as a boy cunt, and fucked him every week, always with no preparation.
“Now grab the girls’ hips in a solid grip, and get the head of your dick between her buttocks,” Downstroke instructed the boys under the girls.
The naked girls did what came naturally and helped by spreading, bending and raising their lovely legs, exposing both of their fuck holes.
Billy knew exactly what to do, from his experience with Rebecca, and got the head of his stiff dick against the pucker of Tammi’s anus. He liked the feel, and without any hesitation, raising his hips he thrust his stiff and now experienced penis into her anus and directly up into her readied colon.
Downstroke had to help Kenny by taking his penis and placing it against Rebecca’s experienced rectum. When he felt the dimple of the opening and the moistness of the gel, he did as Billy had done, and he was in. They were now both engaged in a real ass fuck!
Now Downstroke got Cliff and Ricky to stand between the girls’ raised legs and insert their penises into the lovely twin cuntlets. Cliff was experienced, but Ricky was new at this, and his hesitation got Downstroke to come over to assist in the insertion. After that the store owner was certain nature would promptly take its course.
Cliff got into Tammi, to try on a strange piece, as he had only experienced the inside of Rebecca up to now, and it seemed best that Ricky get to try on an experienced cuntlet for his first ever fuck of a girl. Cliff was sure his friend would love shooting his semen into his sister.
Whether she enjoyed it was of no consequence, after the fun they’d had with the specula and the turkey baster with her the day before. They were convinced Downstroke was right, and that whether or not girls enjoyed themselves was beside the point. Cunts existed just for the pleasure of boys, and they were learning amazing ways of finding pleasure.
The four boys experimented until they found the rhythm that worked to fuck the girls, and got going so that the bed gently rocked. Downstroke took off his pants too, and moved to the other side of the bed, where the girls’ heads were.
“I think these young ladies could benefit from having a triple fuck, the third being into their throats!” he said, and moved in front of Rebecca.
He grabbed her chin and tilted her head back to face the large flared head of his penis. She opened her mouth to protest, which gave him the opening he was looking for. Without hesitation he thrust his penis into her, and with a second lunge drove it down into her throat.
He joined in the rhythm the boys had established, and now she was getting a face fuck with a much longer and thicker dong than entertained her cuntlet and rectum. Downstroke thrust deeply, and as he worked his penis firmed in the young girl’s grossly stretched throat.
Rebecca was unable to breathe, but he redoubled his tempo, and within seconds he was ejaculating down her throat directly into the naked young girl’s stomach. She had no need for seed down there, but the rich protein would benefit her. She went limp as he finally pulled out, and he slapped her face hard to revive her.
“How was that, boys,” he asked, “Could you feel her cunt and asshole contracting on your dicks?”
“Abso-fucking-lutely!” Ricky said, and Billy concurred.
“That was astounding!” he said, “I didn’t know you could fuck a girl’s throat like that, especially with such a big cock. That was fucking incredible!”
They had been absorbed in the incredible face fuck Downstroke gave Rebecca, and neither of them was close to cumming.
They continued to pump their cocks into Cliff’s little sister’s lower fuck holes in the same rhythm, matching each other stroke for stroke. With this amazing experience, they were gaining expertise as girl-fuckers, instead of simply fucking their fists, jacking off, as they had done until now.
Downstroke opened a cupboard and took out a bottle of whisky and a glass.
“You boys are too young to drink, but I could use one,” he said, and poured himself a double.
He sat back on the room’s only chair and enjoyed his bourbon as he also enjoyed the four boys at work.
He had brought them along well, to get them fully engaged in unnatural sex with the two small naked girls. They were performing admirably. He was very pleased with how things were going so far, and was ready to take things much farther, for the benefit and entertainment of his closed circuit television audience across the City.
When he finished, he got up, and the boys were surprised to see his penis, which had become flaccid after his throat fuck of Rebecca, had already regained much of its stature as an imposing male member. The boy had no idea regeneration could happen that rapidly.
They always took more than half an hour to get their cocks firm again after shooting their spunk, but Downstroke’s big dick was as long, erect and stout as ever. It was also still dribbling his semen after pulling it out of Rebecca’s slender throat.
“I expect Tammi would like to see what Rebecca got to enjoy,” he said, and moved in front of her, his long stout erection growing and flapping as he moved.
She smiled up at him, trying successfully to look as seductive as possible. She was enjoying this new experience, particularly as she getting the sexual attention of an adult man.
Tammi did have strong reservations about getting a deep throat fuck as her friend Becky had just done.
“No, that’s okay,” she said, “I’m good.”
She didn’t want to appear to be too eager, as she was curious, and also didn’t want to miss out on the hot action available in this mysterious room.
“You don’t want to deny your host his pleasure, do you,” he asked, and pulled her chin up as he had done with Rebecca.
The child, receiving her double fuck from a pair of boys she hardly knew, was suddenly trembling with apprehension, having seen what her best friend Rebecca had experienced. Was this going to hurt?
When she attempted to answer, Downstroke’s rigid penis was into her mouth in a single lunge, and with another he drove his large dick deep into her throat, jamming his organ tight in the narrow passage. Little Tammi was suddenly engaged in a full three-way, the oral portion monstrous, something most adult women never get to experience.
She was both terrified and excited. It took only seconds for her to recognize she was unable to breathe with that big horse-sized cock lodged deep in her throat. Her attempt to communicate simply produced a very pleasurable and highly erotic sensation in Downstroke’s penis.
His throat-squeezed erection firmed even more. This caused Tammi to panic, and her struggles caused her rectum and vagina to squeeze the penises of the boys fucking her. The result was that they redoubled their action into her, and seeing them in action caused Downstroke’s efforts to increase as well.
Having so recently emptied the full production of his testicles into Rebecca, Downstroke was finding it was taking longer to generate an additional dose of semen for Tammi.
“Give her, guys! Put the petal to the metal!” he shouted, and the four boys did just that.
With two of them fucking Rebecca and the other two pumping hard into Tammi’s groin portals, they needed no additional encouragement. They were indeed giving her, and giving her good. With the intense action in her jammed throat, Tammi’s face had begun to turn bright red.
“Holy shit,” Downstroke said, “After shooting into the first one, this one’s a bit tougher, but here we go, I’m starting to cum!” he shouted, and pumped his penis in an increasingly rapid and aggressive face fuck of the naked nine-year-old, who was gradually suffocating.
Getting his penis to ejaculate a second time took the horny store owner longer than it had a few years ago. Although he had announced he was ready, regeneration was slow, and it took almost another three minutes for him to initiate flow, and the young girl began to sag.
At last the adult store owner deep fucking the girl’s throat bellowed, and taking their cue, the four boys shouted as all five of them managed to cum together, and each made a semen deposit in the girls, flooding them with sperm. In this sport, success was measured by spurting cum.
As they finished, Cliff and Billy noticed that their prey Tammi had gone limp, and was not moving. They got their dripping cocks out of her, and Downstroke slapped her hard across the face when he pulled out of her throat, as he had done to Rebecca. This time his brutal face slapping produced no response.
“Holy shit, boys,” he shouted, “We really did it! Fucking spectacular! We actually fucked this little cunt Tammi to fucking death!”
The other two pulled out of Rebecca, shocked at what had happened next to them.
“She’s dead?” Rebecca asked in disbelief, “Tammi’s died? Just from having sex?”
“Fully retired, croaked, gone on to a better place, and I don’t mean Los Angeles! At her tender young age your friend Tammi, the pretty little cunt has departed the face of this cruel world,” Downstroke assured her, “She’s now done! We’ve converted her to nothing but dead meat.
“You were the better girl, a real amazing cunt, Rebecca, because you were able to take it, but your little friend Tammi wasn’t. Turns out she was a fucking loser!”
“She couldn’t take it, but Becky could!” Cliff said, as if he could somehow defend what they had just done, “We’d never fuck you to death, Rebecca, but I gotta tell you, it sure was a huge fucking rush doing it to Tammi!”
“I took it, I was able to take it,” Rebecca echoed, “But it turns out it was just too much for Tammi. I think it happened from sperming her down he throat and right down all the way into her tummy! When you were fucking my throat, I could hardly breathe or nothing.”
“She couldn’t take it,” Billy joined in, “Which is typical of blondes, I think. We’re pretty good at this! We actually fucked her to death! She was already nine, like you, but she just couldn’t take it! It turns out sometimes sex with a three-way power-fuck from guys who are really good at it can turn out to be really nasty for some of the young ones!”
“The worst,” Cliff agreed, “Specially when there’s three of us fucking her at once. Maybe it was nasty for Tammi, but I gotta tell you, I really enjoyed puttin’ the balls to her! I was bustin’ my balls on the bitch. She was a pretty good fuck for a kid who’s only nine. Girls who are willing but that young can’t always take it, you know.”
“Rebecca, get your clothes on,” Downstroke said as he pulled on his pants, “Guys, back into your pants. I’ll take care of things, but I need you to do your part. Pay close attention. Here’s the story of what really happened. We’ll all have to use the same story.
“You were all going down for malts at the Malt Shop when a motorcycle gang came along on their bikes and blocked your way. They offered you all rides, especially the girls, and only Tammi accepted. She got on one of the bikes and they rode off. That’s all that you know. Understand?”
“You bet,” Cliff said, and the others nodded, “We’ll say that Tammi got herself fucked to death by a bunch of tough bikers, merciless dudes who throat fucked her until she fucking died! Like we all know that’s what really happened to her, right?”
“You don’t know that,” Downstroke corrected him, “All you know is she went with them. That’s our story, and that’s the whole thing. Are you okay with that, Rebecca?” Downstroke pressed, “What I mean is that you didn’t really bring her here, and you’re not responsible that because you brought her here, she died.
“It didn’t happen, right? Bikers were in my shop earlier, and they bought a couple of whips and some cuffs. They talked about using them to teach women obedience. That’s how bikers operate, they buy a lot of whips and crops. My guess is they’d have used them on Tammi, if they’d had the chance to abduct her.”
“Is that true?” Kenny asked.
Did they really come in here and buy that kind of stuff?
“That stuff happens all the time. That’s why I stock that kind of thing. Whips are particularly popular with biker gangs, whips, ankle and wrist cuffs, cunt and anus dildos, and various gags and even throat dildos. You have no idea the kind of things the bikers buy here. I have no control over how they’ll use them.
“Bar gags, ball gags and ring gags are all popular, just like the big throat dildos, are appropriately uncomfortable for females to wear, but they all bring in good money. They also buy incredible knives. They talk when they’re in the store, and I found out they use whips just to warm the girls up. Then they take bike chains to them!”
“Fuckin’ shit that’s harsh!” Cliff said, “I’ll bet they bleed real good when they get themselves and their bare asses whipped with a bike chain!”
“Bikers don’t have a lot of conscience,” Downstroke added, “But are big on hurting the cunts they collect, young bitches who deserve everything they get. That’s the nature of gangs, they’re out for blood. The girls they abuse, out for excitement, don’t stand a chance!”
The boys and Rebecca left, having at last got their story straight. As far as the authorities were concerned, they had decided, this room above the Leather Shop where Tammi had choked to death on their friend Mr. Downstroke’s big penis, didn’t even exist.
With the adventure of the afternoon completed, Downstroke went back downstairs and re-opened the store, once again ready to sell obscene toys and paraphernalia. This was a profitable afternoon, as he had made himself a guaranteed five thousand dollars just to strangle to death a naked nine-year-old girl with his insatiable fuck-weapon.
THE END OF CHAPTER EIGHT (TO BE CONTINUED)