Little Boy, Coach’s Mentally Deficient Son (Molesting Gangbang) – Pt. 3

Leon had molested his son for weeks. It was time to share him with more of his football players and an unexpected guest.

Leon lovingly stroked his mentally immature 14 year old son’s short blonde hair. “Binky, daddy is very proud of you,” he moaned softly, looking at the boy’s sparkling blue eyes.

Binky lay between Leon’s outstretched legs, his small fingers touching his daddy’s hanging ball sack. With an innocent gaze, the boy’s tiny lips wiggled around the limp cock. He’d swallowed his daddy’s cum moments earlier. Now he held the molesting probe in his mouth, the way any well-trained little boy would.

Pushing more of the soft meat into his baby boy’s mouth, Leon explained, “Sweetie, Kevin and Albert would like to bring a few other guys here.” He saw the excitement in his son’s eyes.
Kevin and Albert were two of Leon’s 20 year old College football players. The three men had molested Binky together, several times during the past two weeks.

“Daddy, that be fun. Maybe,” the little boy excitedly exclaimed, letting the soft cock slip from his lips, “I do magic.”
Leon knew it was his tiny son’s mouth and ass, the little boy’s… magic, Kevin and Albert wanted for their teammates.

Tenderly moving his son’s mouth back over his flaccid shaft, Leon explained, “Binky, I’m not sure about letting all of those men see your… magic. That’s a lot of… potion.”
“Daddy,” Binky asserted, “I do it.” The small boy looked up his father’s body, as he lay on his tummy. Innocently wigging his daddy’s limp cock, he said with a sweet pleading tone, “Let me, I be the goodest magician for the nice men.”

Leon looked into his naïve son’s trusting eyes. “OK, honey,” he agreed, knowing he couldn’t refuse his precious baby boy’s unsuspecting request.

Saturday afternoon, Leon saw two cars pull into his driveway. “Binky,” he instructed, “Go to your room and wait. I’ll come get you when it’s time for your magic.”
Smiling excitedly, the little boy scurried down the hallway.

Opening the front door, Leon recognized the five young men walking up his steps. Each played football for him at the College where he was a Coach.
“We’re here for Binky’s magic,” Kevin chuckled, walking into the living room.

The last man was a stranger. With gray hair and in his mid-60s, he was obviously not one of Leon’s players.
“Coach,” Albert explained, introducing the man, “this is my grandpa, Otto. He’s in town for a visit. I told him about Binky’s tiny throat and ass.”
Extending his hand, Otto said with a friendly smile, “Sounds like you have a good little boy. Very nice of you to share him with your football team. Great morale booster!”

“He’s a sweetie,” Leon replied, mildly shocked by the old man’s obvious reference to letting the young men molest his immature son.

Standing together, as if waiting for the whistle to blow, T.J abruptly asked, “Coach, is there anything… off limits, with Binky?”
T.J. was a broad shoulder black man. A noticeable bulge was pressing against the front of his jeans.

“Not really,” Leon replied. “Of course, don’t do any serious damage. But, I suppose you all know what I mean. So… let’s get started. I’ll get Binky.” As he walked toward his small son’s bedroom, he heard a rustle of jeans dropping to the floor behind him.

“Honey,” Leon said with fatherly tenderness, “the guys are here, with their… wands.”
Innocently giggling, the little boy observed, “Keven told me I drink their potion, or,” he said shyly, “put it in my butt. That make um soft.”

Sliding his jeans to the floor in his son’s room, Leon’s hard cock bobbed near Binky’s narrow chest. “Lots of men out there, honey. They all need your magic.” As Leon’s shaft bounced against the small naked boy’s back, he guided his son into the living room.

“Daddy!” Binky exclaimed, looking at the naked men’s grinning faces and their long thick poles, “they all big.”
“That’s right Binky,” Leon acknowledged, “but none of them can get soft… without your magic.”

With a serious naïve expression, the little boy nodded. “I help them, daddy. I goodest.”

Kevin pulled the boy’s small body to the middle of the floor. “Kneel down, Binky. We’re going to huddle around you.”
Grinning, as he knelt, the boy exclaimed, “Like playing football.”

“Exactly,” Albert agreed. “But this time, you put our wands in your mouth. We will do the rest.”
“OK,” Binky agreed. Leaning toward Albert’s 7” shaft, the little boy’s soft lips slid over the thick head.

“Deeper Binky,” Albert instructed, immediately pushing the probe into the boy’s tight throat.
“Ummmmph,” Binky gagged, his small body jerking in the midst of the perverted huddle.
Two other men grabbed the boy’s hands, sliding his tiny fingers around their thick poles. “Move your hands Binky,” a man said. “Up and down, our… potion needs to spill.”

The little boy’s head bobbed forward and back as his hands pumped the men’s cocks. Minute by minute, his young warm mouth moved around the circle. Licking the hanging balls under the long thick shafts before obediently accepting the deviant poles into his tender throat.
His right hand sliding over the next cock to be shoved into his throat as his left smeared his throat juice over the probe just pulled from his mouth.

When Binky reached T.J., he looked up at the nice man’s face. He’d cheered for the large black man many times at the football games. With sweet uncertainty, Binky asked, “Do you go soft, if I drink your potion?”
“Ummmmm,” T.J. groaned, his 8” cock hanging near the boy’s angelic face. “I’ll get soft Binky, but only if my balls press again your chin.”

Giggling with an almost girlish eagerness, Binky exclaimed, “My chin… my magic… I make it soft.” Opening his mouth, Binky’s smooth tongue slipped over the black shaft.
T.J. hands held the back of the boy’s head.

“Ummmmmph,” the small boy gagged, his arms waving pointlessly in the air.
“Yessssss… gag him… deeper… don’t stop!” A cacophony of groans filled the room as T.J. malevolent probe descended into the little boy’s throat.
Binky’s body squirmed, his hands holding two other cocks, squeezed tight.

“Your balls… slap his chin,” a man’s voice called. Otto had been patiently waiting, standing naked next to Leon as the two watched the sweet boy being molested. But seeing T.J. cock driving down the tight opening, he could remain silent no longer.

T.J. glanced toward the old man. “Like this? Is this what you want to see?” Jerking Binky’s face toward his kinky public hair, T.J shoved his shaft into the boy’s small mouth, his black balls pressed firmly against the young white chin.

A roar of cheers and groans filled the living room as Binky’s helpless body twisted frantically in the midst of the naked men.
T.J. drove his cock between the tight throat muscles a few more times, his balls slapping the underside of Binky’s chin with each merciless thrust.

Beginning a second time around the huddle, Binky tried his best to make the wands soft.
Pushing his stretched thin lips over the men’s meat, he heard a mumbling groan. Warm fluid flowed over his tongue as wobbling hips pressed against his nose.
Swallowing the gushing liquid, the hard wand which remained in his mouth for longer than usual, began to soften.

With a sense of youthful pride, Binky knew his magic had worked. He’d swallowed the potion and the man’s hard wand was getting soft.
Before Binky could enjoy his triumph, Albert’s hands grabbed his head, pulling him sideways. Albert’s 7” shaft slammed into Binky’s mouth. The head instantly gagging the little boy as the probe pumped between his lips.

Something splashed against Binky’s right cheek. He saw a man’s hand moving from the corner of his eye. Men’s groans echoed in his ears. Rapidly drinking Albert’s cum which was filling his mouth, Binky turned toward the shooting shaft. Looking up at the man’s face, Binky slipped his lips over the nearly empty cock.

Binky knew he’d missed most of the portion, it’d was running down the side of his face. But ‘perhaps,’ he thought, if he drank ‘some of it, the wand would still get soft.’ The eager little boy gathered and swallowed as much as he could.

With their cocks spent, the three men exited the huddle. Scattered around the living room, they watched their teammates continue molesting Binky.

Otto stepped close to the little boy who was now flanked by Kevin and T.J.
With a tender grandfatherly tone, the old man asked, “Binky, have you ever played with a… wand, as old as mine?”

Still kneeling, Binky’s twinkling blue eyes looked up at Otto. “No. Is it different? Do I drink your potion?”
Compassionately smiling at the innocent little one, Otto shook his head. “I can only get soft if I’m in your butt, honey.”

Nodding proudly, the tiny boy acknowledge, “daddy do that to me. And Kevin and Albert.”
“Then you’ll help me, Binky?” Otto manipulatively asked. He was going to fuck the little boy’s ass even if Binky objected.
“OK, I make soft. I do goodest,” he giggled.

Otto’s hand moved Binky’s lips to his fat 6” shaft. “Suck me, Sweetie,” he moaned, pushing his cock into the little boy’s mouth. “Make it slick then I’ll fuck… put my wand in your butt.”
Jamming his hips forward, Otto’s perverted probe descended effortlessly into Binky’s throat. The tight space had been opened by five cocks already today. Otto’s pole had no problem driving deep, gagging the small boy on a sixth!

Otto had been sucked by countless men over his life, but Binky was the first young boy. As his shaft descended into the precious victim, he knew he’d have to find more!

Two minutes later, Kevin straddled the back of the couch. His left foot resting on the floor, his right on the cushion.
Otto sat in front of Kevin, his right shoulder near the young man’s balls. Pulling Binky onto his lap, Otto’s throat juice coated cock’s head pressed against the little boy’s puckered hole. Looking at Binky, the old man announced, “We’re going to rape you, sweetie.”

With a single push, Otto's malevolent probe entered Binky’s tight opening.
“Daaaaaaddy,” Binky groaned. “What… rape?” not understanding the odd word.
“Suck Kevin’s cock… wand,” Leon replied, ignoring his son’s question.

Obediently, Binky leaned toward Kevin’s widespread legs. His small lips slipping over another cock as the old man’s shaft drove up, deep into his tiny ass.
Kevin’s hands pulled the boy’s warm mouth and soft tongue closer, forcing the shaft’s tip into Binky’s throat.

“Ummmmph,” Binky gagged, his body trembling as he awkwardly rode the old man’s molesting shaft. Choking on Kevin’s relentless thrusts, his small ass muscles squeezed Otto’s cock.
“Sooooo smaaaaall,” the old man moaned, shoving Binky’s hips lower.

Pausing momentarily, Otto and Kevin held the young boy’s petite body captive.
T.J. knelt on the floor behind Binky. His slimy shaft had enjoyed the little boy’s throat a second time only minutes earlier. Touching the tip of his cock to the miniscule opening, filled by Otto’s fat probe, T.J. forced the long black shaft into the non-existent space.

“Aaaaaaaaaaayyyy,” Binky screamed.

Leon sat next to Kevin’s right leg, watching the three men… rape… his precious son. He knew the word his baby had screamed, tried to pronounce, was must certainly… DADDY! However, with Binky’s small mouth filled by Kevin’s molesting meat, the little victim had been unable to call to his loving protective father.

Leon watched Binky’s face disappear between Kevin’s legs, his lips opening wide as his mouth was filled with the man’s cock.
With parental pride, Leon saw his baby boy’s small body thrashing side-to-side as the two men’s shaft drove mercilessly into his tiny asshole. Leon remembered how wonderful Binky’s sweet butt had felt when he and Kevin had fucked the little one.

With each passing second, Leon knew the three men’s orgasms must be imminent.
“Biiiinky,” Kevin suddenly moaned, holding the little boy’s chin against his balls. “Swaaaallow!”

Leon saw Kevin’s hips thrusting toward his son’s face. “Yessssss, Binky,” Leon encouraged. “Drink the potion.”
“Sweeeeeeetie,” Otto grunted at nearly the same moment. “Cuuuuuming.”

Leon saw the old man’s hips slamming upward between his son’s slender thighs. He knew the small dark space of his baby’s butt was being filled with warm liquid.
“Fuuuuuuck!” T.J. hissed. His black shaft brutally driving deep into Binky’s already overflowing dark space.

Leon had watched the first three men fill his son’s tummy with their cum. He’d just seen the last three men savagely use his little boy for their perverse pleasure.
Kevin moved from over the couch back, sliding his soft cock from between Binky’s quivering lips.

Binky’s head lay against the back of the couch. With Otto and T.J. limp shafts still deep in his tiny ass, the little boy asked, “Daddy? I do goodest? Wands soft?”

Leon nodded, knowing there were many more… wands… his little boy would be making soft in the near future.
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