Little Boy’s Playground Adventure (Tickling Special Places) – Pt. 2

The two molesters had been searching for Joey. They’d planned what to do to him. They simply needed to find him.

Don and Butch had gone to the playground every day, hoping to find 14 year old Joey. His small mouth on their cocks had been a constant topic of conversation for the past three days.
Friday afternoon, they sat on the Park bench, watching for their newest little plaything to appear. School had dismissed an hour earlier. The park was full of boys his age, but Joey was nowhere to be seen.

“Guess he’s not going to show,” Don said reluctantly. “Damn, I really wanted his lips on my cock, today.”
Butch chuckled, “That’s not all you wanted around your cock.”
The two men had planned how they’d get the little boy naked and what they’d do to him once his clothes lay on the floor.

“Might as well leave,” Butch grumbled, his belly hanging over his belt.

“Hi, remember me?” a shy voice asked from behind the bench.
Don turned, seeing the small bashful boy standing close. His sandy-blonde hair blowing across his face.

“Sure we do, Joey,” Butch quickly replied. “It’s great to see you.” His cock was growing hard under his jeans as he looked lustfully at the young boy. “We thought maybe you didn’t want to play anymore. It’s been three days,” he continued, with a friendly tone.

“Mom made me watch my sister,” he muttered. “I don’t know why. We’re the same age. We’re twins.”
“Twins?” Don asked, adjusting his fully erect cock. “Well, girls just aren’t as mature as boys. That’s why your mommy gives you the responsibility. You’re a big boy, now.”

“Hay, Joey,” Butch exclaimed, knowing Don was grooming the little boy to be responsible, to make his own decisions… even though they’d manipulate Joey to make the choices they wanted him to make. “I bought a gallon of Strawberry ice cream. It’s in my freezer. How’d you like to come to my house for a big mouthful?”

Looking at the ground, he timidly asked, “If we go to your house, are we… can we… if you want to… do that same thing again? Like we did in your truck.”
The two men smiled at each other. The little boy was theirs! Soon he’d be naked on his knees and their cocks would be enjoying his small body.

It was only ten minutes to Butch’s house. As they drove, they asked Joey about his family.
Freely divulging the family history, he explained his parents had been divorced for many years. He rarely spent time with his father.

“Joey, Butch and I are retired. We don’t have any family in town. Maybe,” Don said with a tender fatherly tone, “we could be your… make-believe daddies.”
“Both of you?” Joey asked. “Two daddies?”

“Sure,” Butch replied. “Just think, you’ll get twice as many fun gifts.”
With a big grin, Joey nodded, “OK, two daddies. I can have lots of fun.”
Butch winked at Don, who’d just pulled into the driveway. “And we will have lots of fun with our new… little son. We’ll show you new ways to have fun, Joey.”

Closing the front door, Don slid his jeans to the floor. “Oh, Joey,” he exclaimed, feigning embarrassment. “I forgot. Butch and I never wear clothes when we’re home. It’s just a habit to take off my pants the moment I get home.”

His hard cock exposed several feet from the small boy. “I can put them back on,” he offered, watching the child’s face for a reaction. “Of course, you said you wanted to do, what we did in the truck, so…” he paused, seeing Joey’s eyes were fixed on his thick shaft, “I guess I can just leave them off.”

“I guess… OK.” Joey nodded.
Placing his hand on the boy’s shoulder Don said, “I never knew anyone’s mouth could be so talented. Will you show me how you did that?”
Joey grinned proudly. His real dad had never complimented him on anything.

Together they walked into Butch’s bedroom. Don knew his friend was naked patiently waiting.

Joey entered the bedroom. His eyes instantly focused on the large man, sitting on the side of his bed, his hard cock pointed toward Joey’s face.
“Joey,” Butch chuckled playfully, “you’re still wearing your pants.”

Don stood behind the small boy. “Let me help you… son,” he offered, reaching around the child’s hip. His large hands unfastened Joey’s jeans, sliding them down. Slipping his fingers under the white cotton underwear’s elastic, Don pushed them to the floor.
Cautiously, Joey stepped out of his pants. He’d never been naked in front of anyone. Certainly not two naked men.

Butch looked at the little boy’s hard cock as he moved closer. Dropping a pillow on the floor, Butch suggested. “Joey, kneel on the pillow it’ll be easier for you. After all, you’re our… son. We need to take care of you.”

Joey knelt between the two old men as though it’d been his idea. Their hard cocks near his face he looked up, his eyes filled with uncertainty.

“Joey, remember how you moved your hand on our cocks, in the truck?” Don asked.
The small boy nodded.
“OK, hold our cocks with your hands and pull up and down. But while your hands are moving, put your mouth on one of them,” Don instructed.

Joey leaned toward Don’s shaft, his lips parted, slipping his mouth over the head. His soft tongue wiggled against the warm flesh.
“Ohhhhhh, Yesssss,” Don moaned, his cock finally back between the young child’s sweet lips. As Joey’s mouth slid forward and back, Don said, “Take your time, honey. Suck me for a while, then do the same to Butch. Just move your mouth from my cock to his, then back to mine.”

Wrapping his hands around the little boy’s head, he asked with fatherly tenderness, “Understand… son?”

Joey nodded, his lips sliding forward and back as Don eased his cock closer to the little boy’s throat. His small hands pumped the two cocks as he gave his mouth to his two new daddies.

The young boy had been on his knees between the two molesters for nearly ten minutes, before Butch asked, “Joey, do you remember… in the truck… when you had difficulty getting all our cocks in your mouth, how we helped you?”

Joey slid his lips from the old man’s shaft. “Um hum,” he nodded, “You put it in my throat. But I couldn’t do it so good, because I choked.”
“Well,” Butch acknowledged, “it’s OK to choke. When you’re a big boy, you won’t choke like that. We just need to help you learn.” Butch’s hands pulled the little boy’s face toward his cock. He’d teach Joey, making sure the young boy gagged every time.

“Would you like to try? Practice to become a big boy?” Butch asked, letting Joey believe it was his decision.
Nodding, Joey’s lips slid forward, taking the head of the old pervert’s cock into his throat. “Ummmmph,” the innocent child gagged.

“That’s it, son,” Don encouraged. “Try it again. Only this time, don’t pull back so quickly.” Don pressed his hands against the back of Joey’s head, pushing the boy’s face toward his friend’s large belly.

Joey gagged again.
Don kept the little boy’s throat on Butch’s shaft. His short legs wiggled, his feet kicked against the floor as his knees moved on the pillow. His small hand squeezed Don’s cock, but he never let go.

Don eased the pressure on Joey’s head, letting the child slid his mouth free. “Joey,” Don exclaimed, “that was almost the way big boys do it. More practice and you’ll be perfect.”
Throat juice spilled from Joey’s lips, running over his chin. Gag-tears flowed from his eyes as he proudly smiled, his hands still gripping both old men’s cocks.

Reaching down to Joey’s slender body, Don said lovingly, “Maybe we should try something else. After all, you’re so good at doing things with your mouth, you’re probably just as good… maybe better… at other things.”

Don lifted the little boy to his feet. Tossing two large pillows near the end of the bed, he helped the child onto the large mattress. “I’m just too tall,” Don said jokingly, guiding Joey’s knees onto the pillows.

Butch moved to the middle of the bed, his legs straddling the stacked cushions. His hard cock glistened with Joey’s saliva as he reclined a foot in front of the pile.
Joey knelt on the big pillows, his feet dangling off the end of the bed. He watched unaware as the two men positioned themselves... and him.

Butch pointed his cock toward the boy’s face. “Son,” he said, “lean forward. Put… daddy’s cock… in your mouth again.”
Joey giggled innocently, hearing the man who was old enough to be his grandpa, call himself daddy. Bending forward, his elbows rested on the mattress between Butch’s thighs. Slipping his lips over the warm flesh again, his head slid lower.

Don stood on the floor behind Joey’s tiny ass cheeks, lifted into the air as the small boy bent forward, sucking Butch’s cock.
Don had learned a few days ago, Joey’s mouth had never been molested. His heart pounded as he stared at the boy’s ass… the tiny virgin ass.

Stepping close, Don slipped the underside of his slick cock between the small ass cheeks. Pressing the two warm mounds against the sides, he slid the shaft’s length up and down over the boy’s asshole. He watched his cock sliding between the tiny warm ass cheeks.

Joey moaned softly, enjoying the slippery hard flesh sliding across his butthole.
“Joey,” Don ask, “Does that feel good?”
The child lifted his lips from Butch’s shaft. “It… tickles… makes my tummy and my…” he paused, then whispered, “balls, feel… excited. No one’s ever touched me there. Special like that.”

Butch pulled Joey’s lips back over his cock, knowing what Don was about to do to the little boy. Both men had wanted to take Joey’s ass virginity, but Don had won the coin toss.

Don squeezed the base of his shaft, pulling a large glob of precum to the tip’s opening. Pressing the head against the little boy’s puckered asshole, he smeared the liquid across Joey’s special place.

Don nodded at Butch, whose hands were already on the back of Joey’s head. They’d done this to other older boys. Joey’s small young body would be pure bliss.

Don’s fingers stretched around Joey’s hips as his thumbs held his cock’s head against the young boy’s asshole. Don pushed forward. The slick head pressed through the tightly closed door.
Joey’s head jerked up a half-inch as his hips frantically wiggled in Don’s grip. Squeals and groans escaped the child’s throat as Butch kept his mouth filled with cock.

Pushing 2” into the small child’s ass, Don moaned manipulatively, “Joey, you already know how to do this.” Slipping his shaft deeper, he added, “You’ve done this before. You’re too good at it.”

Joey couldn’t reply, his lips still stretched around Butch’s fat cock. Shaking his head rapidly, the way little boys do when they’re adamantly denying something, he groaned.

Slowly over the next several minutes, Don slid his cock into the tiny virgin space. He’d molested many boys, but he’d never found one this small, this delightful.
Butch fucked the boy’s mouth, trying desperately not to cum. However, Joey’s groans, gags and soft lips were too adorable.

“Can’t wait much longer,” Butch confessed to his friend. “You better fill his ass soon.”
Don nodded, “Anytime, just tell me when.”

“Nooooooow,” Butch immediately replied. Raising the small boy’s warm lips to the head of his cock, it jerked, spraying thick cum into the young child’s mouth.

Joey’s mind was foggy. But he remembered how he’d lost some of the liquid last time. Tightening his lips, he’d keep it from spilling this time. Swallowing as fast as he could, he drank each squirt. He wanted his new daddy to be proud of him.

Don’s hands pulled on the little boy’s hips. His cock repeatedly slammed into the tiny opening. The base of his cock squeezed between the child’s ass ring muscles. His large balls rested against the small balls of the boy.
Don’s cock throbbed inside the tiny space as it emptied warm goo… into another young ass.

Lifting his mouth from Butch’s semi-soft cock, Joey groaned as Don’s cock slipped several inches in and out. He’d tried to escape when Don’s shaft had first pushed into him. But his new daddy told him he was big boy. He thought Joey had done this before because he was good at it.

A minute later, Joey’s face lay on Butch’s inner thigh. The old man’s cock… his other new daddy’s cock… lay limp an inch from his lips. “Ohhhhhh,” Joey moaned, as Don’s shaft pulled from his butthole.

“Joey,” Don asked tenderly, “You’ve really never done this?”
The small boy shook his head, staring at Butch’s soft shaft.
“That’s amazing,” Don lied. “I guess you must be great at everything. Guess we’ll just have to keep searching for something new we can teach you. You’re such a smart boy.”
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