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Subject: Little Peter 6 LITTLE PETER By Encolpius DISCLAIMER: This is fiction. This chapter is inspired by an actual video. Compliments, comments or complaints to ail Please donate to Nifty! It’s important to keep this resource alive. SIX Posted as: Little Peter’s Pubic Hair 11 1/2 years old 4′ 9″ 74 pounds Caleb is so fucking proud. But he didn’t say anything. He waited for me to discover it. I was sucking him when I saw them. Two tiny black public hairs, just barely poking through, like spear points only a fw millimeters long. “All right!” I said, grinning. “Not a little boy anymore, huh? Getting to be a big old man!” He beamed and then looked shy. Bashful. He looked at me, concerned. “You gonna still like me when I get all hairy?” I fell by his side and gathered him up in my arms, holding him tight, his naked body next to mine. “Oh, Caleb, the question is whether you still will want me. You’re going to be a stud, a fucking doll. You’re going to be sex on wheels. You are only going to get more and more sexy and more and more beautiful and more and more perfect. I want to drink your first load down. When you do cum, I want to suck it out of you.” He grinned and pulled me tight. “We can play all the time, DJ. 10 times a day” I didn’t film him just then. I wanted a bit more pubes before we did. So we waited until the 6 month mark. A few sprigs on either side of his dick. Just a small bit of hair. His dick, too, is a bit longer and a bit thicker. It’s clearly growing. The rest of his body is still that of a little boy. Perfect. Perfect in evey way. But for the shoot, we cover him up first. Shorts and a T. Let their imagination do the work. A young boy, lean and boysih, and they salivate thinking about what’s underneath. He pulls off the T, his body stretching a bit as he pulls it off over his head, the long sinewy muscles of his belly showing. He is flat bellied. A thin underdeveloped chest. His houlders are not broad. He looks small standing there. He pulls off his shorts. Underear, boxer shorts, give nothing away. His legs are beanpoles, skinny and more bone than anything else. His whole body is tanned and his hair sun-bleached. Slowly, he eases down his shorts, showing a hairless crotch pursaklar escort as it goes down. You know the perv’s are getting hot seeing that hairless skin, waiting for it in anticipation. Men who know boys suspect. Down, ever so slowly. Then as the waistband touches the root of his dick, the hair is shown. He stops to let them see his new pride. Then he pulls it on off. His dick, bigger than a young boys, bigger than it was but small by a man’s standard and very nearly full sized balls. He gets on the bed. I have the cameras positioned. He grins. He loves doing this. He reaches down and tugs at this balls. The dick is hard and it flops forward as he yanks on it. Then he reaches under his balls, pushing them up, and massges his own taint. I have a hand held and I will edit it later, level with his crotch, showing his growing unit and up his lean, lithe, little body, right on the edge of soaring upward. “Jack off, Litle Peter” I tell his. He twists half way over to get the lube, his young body effortlessly flexible. Smeaing it on his hand, he begins to stroke his dick, rubbing the head of it with his palm and polishing the shaft. I still have the hand held, right up there, caputring the action has he srokes his juvenile fuck stick. He still doesn’t shoot yet but he is much hungrier for the sensation now than in the past and he loved it in the past. He wiggles his hard cock at me. “Suck it DJ. Suuucck it” You don’t have to ask me twice. Blowing a preteen boy is one of the great joys of life. If I could fuck him, that would be great but Caleb — Little Peter — is still ass shy. Well, not entirely. I put the hand held down and get up into his bathing suit area/ He is beginnign to have the musky smell of a man down there, dry sweat and pheromones, and not the sweet smell of a boy. My little Caleb is growing up and if the sight of him naked and hard didn’t make me stiff, the thought of him as a horndog sure as shit did. I got some lube on my hand and I got up and took his balls in my mouth. And I slipped a finger up in his ass. “Oh, yeah” he grunted. I finger fuck him as I take his small cock in my mouth. He moans louder when I take him down. He likes it. He flexes his butt cheeks for a second rize escort and I think I have hurt him and hold off but then he dees it again and I know he is trying to face fuck me. He is diriven by a million years of instinct to push that dick in. Then I put two fingers in his ass. But I bob up and down on it as I fnger fuck him. His hard stiffness is between my lips. And I am rock hard too. “DJ” he says with a whimper. I look up “Lemme” My little queer boy. Barely pubescent.and queer. He wants a lick at my dick. I stay within frame and sit cross legged on the bed and let him speawl out prone, his fine firm little ass sticking up, two fine globes of muscle. He grabs my cock with his hand and feeds it into his mouth. He is improved as a cocksucker and I know he likes it. He has power over me when he does it. His power is my pleasure. His power over me is my lust for him. He licks up the the underside fo the hard shaft and then puts the head in, ucking hard and fflicking his tongue underneath the piss slit. I gasp. It feels so good. Then he goes down on it, my hard dick, thick and long filling his small mouth but he’s game and get more than half of it in, no teeth, before he begins to bob up and down on it in that herky jerky way that he was. It feels good and I know that the viewers are going to go wild when I get it all edited together. I take a remote and let one of the cameras zoom in, hoping that it is focused on my crotch. When I watched the footage later, it was perfect. I jacked off watching him blow me. It was a big old fat load too, remembering how good it felt, seeing how good it looked. I put him on his back, legs up and let him have his dildo. A dildo I gave him. His jack off toy, When he and I play, I finger fuck him because lately he is demanding butt play, en route to being a tremendous bottom one day, but when he jacks off, he always uses it. I told him to keep it here but he didn’t listen. Arianna, his mother, found it. The dildo is small. No more than four inches long and only 2/3 as thick as my dick. But he loves it. Arianna made a joke about it when she gave it to me, wanting to know if mine was bigger than his. Scared, I told her it was. She cupped my junk. “Damn, too bad” she said. “You gonna ankara rus escort drop him when he gets pubes? You just into little boys?” “No” I said. “I love him” She shrugged. “Okay, whatever. He’s going to be a whoring little slut. Gaurantee” I bit off the remark “Like his mother” but she sensed it and smiled. He both knew it was true. She was a slut and he all ready loved sex and had from a really young age. He would be a slut. My Little Peter is flexible as shit. He can throw his ankles behind his ears, his little cherry hole shining. He pushes the dildo in his ass and starts moving it back and forth, fucking hismself with the latex. I was salivating, wishing my own tube snake was there doing the same thing. I had the hand held again, filmiing the toy going in and out of his ass, his big balls shining and him taking his hand and stroking his boyhood pride. He moaned lost in it and I really wanted to capture the moment of orgasm. Since he still doesn’t shoot, the whole of the ecstasy, the pay off for the pervert viewer is in the face, lost in glorious sensual pleasure. I let him go with the toy as he stroked his and moved up to film his face as he did, me having to stroke my own hard cock because I was so turned on. I zoomed in, capturing him beathing his meat, a couple of little sprigs of hair showing on an otherwise smooth crotch hinting at his new found burning lust. That’s when I heard him moan a little. A deep, guttural, satisfying moan. I point the camera at him as he sucks in air through his clenched teeth, a look of pain on his face. I know better. He is building up to orgasm. He is panting as he breathes and is jacking himself furiously. He is so lost that he was let the didlo go. It’s still in his ass. I quickly shift around so that I am filiming up his body, past his crotch and toward his face. Then I grab the base of the dildo and wildly fuck him with it. “Oh God!” he calls out, his high pitched voice even higher His whole body tenses and then relaxes. I stop fucking him as the orgasm peaks and fades. Then he laughs. He loves it. He does. He pulls the dildo out and stretches out on the bed, his still hard dick pointing toward his chin “Turn over” I tell him. He flops over. His bubble butt sticks up. I am so horned up I can’t help it. I point the hand held down onto my dick and I beat it, untl I erupt, shooting cum on his back and on his firm, smooth, round ass. I creamed agan when I edited it. And another time when Little Peter got to see. Of course, I wish I could cum in his ass.