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Subject: Tales From the South: The Town Bicycle Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction containing graphic depictions of sex between minor boys and adult males with minor boys. If this story offends you, if you are underage, or if this type of story is illegal where you live then please do not continue on any further. While writing is its own reward, this old man would love to hear some input from all of you. Please address all of your responses to dex. Suggestions are welcome, flames will be ignored, and words of praises will be put in a picture frame to be hung on my living room wall. I’m just vain that way. Also, don’t forget to show your love and support to Nifty by donating to them. They’re a fine lot who has helped authors to reach a wider audience, so it would be great if this time around we give them a helping hand. More info can be found at http://donate./donate.html ____________________________________________________ The Town Bicycle (b/b, M/b, M/b/b/b, oral, anal, threesome, incest) By Mr.Bunns You probably know what a town like Goodwood looked like long before you set foot in it. All anyone has to say is the words “banjo music” and your mind would paint a very accurate picture of what this rural patch of land was like. Not to mention the town once played the setting for a horror movie where a bunch of dumbass horny teens from the city got butchered by some killer hillbilly, though none of its two hundred or so residents could agree which movie it was that cemented their town’s reputation as a podunk backwater nowheresville home of a face-peeling psychotic killer. Living in a sleepy town like Goodwood where very little changes might be great if you are an elderly person, but not so great when you’re an ambitious young buck trying to make your place in the world. As such, Goodwood’s population consisted of either retired folks or small children since their young folks would ride off to the neighboring cities to strike their fortune as soon as they were able to. With very little modern amenities afforded to them, the children of Goodwood would have to resort to their creative imagination to invent their own fun, and none of them was as creative as the blonde-haired blue-eyed handsome little devil who was riding into town on a bicycle one size too large for him right now. His name was William Grady Junior, but he can’t recall anybody who still calls him that these days. At home he was “Junior” to his daddy, “Willy” to his oldest brother Caleb, and “Bug” to his second oldest brother Jeb due to his persistent nature in pestering his older kin. Around town the tanned boy was mostly known as “Billy” though some of the folks he frequented would call him other things like “Buck” or “Bud” or “Buddy.” The young clerk at the grocer he was pedaling his bike furiously towards settled for “Lil’ Buck”, and anytime Billy was in town, his was the place he would always make his first stop. Being the youngest of three meant he gets babied a lot by his elders, and while that might suited him just fine most of the time, the handsome young blonde is happy to know that at least there was one place in town where he could be seen as a man. To be talked to like a man and treated like a man instead of being talked down to, his current age, build, and mentality notwithstanding. Today was no exception either, as the moment he walked through the front door with a jingle from the door chime the apron-clad, red-haired teenage boy behind the counter flashed his warmest smile and greeted him like he would any other old costumers. “Well howdy there, Lil’ Buck!” the freckle-faced young man said through a set of pearly whites, “You here to pick up yer groceries?” “Yep,” Billy said while walking towards the counter, “Do you have ever’thing he done asked for, Russ?” “I sure do,” the teenager called Russ grinned, “But I reckon that ain’t all you wanted.” “Yep,” Billy nodded while reaching into his dark blue overalls pockets to pull out a wad of cash, “Gimme a pack of them Skittles and some RC Cola!” The freckle-faced boy happily took the money into his hand, unfolding each of the crumpled up bills with his pale fingers. His smile turned sad however and he turned towards the blonde boy to deliver the bad news. “I’m sorry, Lil’ Buck, but you ain’t got enough here for them candy and cola,” he said with a creased brow, “Got more spare change in your pocket or sumtin’?” “S’all I got in my pocket,” Billy said without a change in his bright expression, “Ain’t there nuthin’ I can do to make you part with them candy and cola?” They’ve gone through this routine many times over yet Russ never tires to humor the little blonde boy’s playful nature. He sighed and smiled before saying, “Maybe there is, Lil’ Buck. Maybe there is.” He then stepped out from behind the counter to lock the front door of the empty grocery store before flipping the sign over from `Open’ to `Be Right Back’. He was back in a flash to lift Billy from under his bare armpits off the floor and set him down on the countertop much to the giggling child’s delight. “You ain’t wearing no shirt today,” Russ said as he stroked the bare shoulders around the straps of the boy’s overalls. “Ain’t got no undies either,” Billy replied with a cheeky grin. “That a fact?” the redhead grinned in return and groped the child’s crotch. He leaned in close to plant his lips on Billy’s open mouth, sucking his tongue and licking every single one of his tiny baby teeth. The boy wore a drunken look on his face when Russ pulled back to lay kisses along his bare neck and down his shoulders, where he removed one buckle of Billy’s overall straps to displace the bib and expose his lovely tanned skin. “Aww yea that’s good,” Billy sighed when Russ kissed along his shoulder blade before going down to the boy’s jutting nipple. The horny teen groped the child twice as hard when his lips reached the exposed teat and sucked on it like a baby looking for mother’s milk. Billy hissed out loud as he laid his back on the store’s counter, allowing the redheaded teen to unfasten the second buckle of the boy’s overalls and completely expose his healthy tanned chest where lines of light muscle tones were beginning to be defined. “Yeah you like that don’cha?” whispered the teenager in between swipes of the boy’s jutting tits. He took his hands off Billy’s loins to peel the unfastened overalls and pull them down all the way to his dirt-streaked shoes and very dirty socks. The little boy wasn’t lying when he said he was wearing nothing underneath the overalls for his hard circumcised wiener sprang up to greet Russ with equal fervor as its owner, and the redheaded teen knelt down in front of the counter to nuzzle the stiffie with his nose before kissing the tiny mushroom head with a wet smack and popping the hard peg into his mouth. “Ooohhhhhhhh,” Billy arched his back and cooed while Russ bobbed his head up and down the little boy’s stub, his small hands reaching down to stroke the teen’s short curly red locks. His hips were moving back and forth to grind his loins against the fellator’s lips, and Russ was more than happy to oblige as he kissed the little boy’s bald pubes with each downstroke. All ten of Billy’s teeny tiny toes threatened to stretch through his scuffed up shoes as the little blonde boy sang praises of the young man’s masterful blowjob. “Oh yeaahhhhhh suck it! Nnnnnh! Ooooooo! Oohhhh gawwwwwd!” Much as he loved to hear that sweet soprano voice sang songs of joy all day long, Russ has his own needs to take care of and the sign on the door would only keep the other customers at bay for so long. He eased back from Billy’s shuddering little frame before flipping him over to expose the little boy’s perfect round rumps. He leaned in close to take in the musky odor wafting off the inviting tender orifice, the winking brown starfish of Billy’s little anus making him salivate which incidentally served his purposes better as Russ leaned in close to deposit all of that saliva build up into the blonde buck’s anus by pushing them all in with his tongue. Billy couldn’t help but let out a girlish squeal since a rimjob is easily his second-most favorite foreplay ever. The little boy greedily pushed his ass back to get more of that delicious ticklish feeling in his hole, and Russ took a firmer grip of Billy’s plump rumps to shove more of his tongue into his moist warm hole. “Awwwwwwhhhh Russssssss,” Billy hissed his approval as he closed his eyes and stretched his body like a kitten, feeling that familiar delicious tingles building up in the base of his taut little balls. “You want it bad huh Lil’ Buck?” Russ chuckled when he came up for air and wiped his drool with the back of his hand. “Yeahhh! Yeahhhh!” the blonde boy gasped, “I want it! I want it now!” “Well how am I supposed`ta say naw to that?” The teenager smiled as he stood up to unbuckle his jeans and dropped both it and his underwear down to his ankles in one go, releasing his long pale pecker from its stuffy confines. Like most teenagers, Russ has all the trappings of a budding young man’s healthy undercarriage: veiny long cock, low-hanging balls, and just a few peach fuzz on the base of his meat. What set him apart was the fact that his cock was curved upwards to better hit that magic spot hidden deep in every little boy’s rectum, and looking over his shoulder at the glistening tip of the redheaded teen’s knob made Billy gulp down hard in excitement. “Come on, Russ!” the little boy urged, “Stick it in already!” “Alright, alright, hold your horses,” the older boy chuckled as he approached the counter with his wagging tail leading the way. He seized both of the younger boy’s mounds with his hands to part them and reveal the brown little bullseye before taking his cock in his hand to take aim. Billy shuddered with delight as the mushroom head pressed against his cherry and sank past his anal lips to bury the entire shaft in his hole with one smooth thrust, his blonde head jerked upward when he felt the head of Russ’s cock nestled snugly against his immature prostate. “Hot dang you’re tight,” Russ hissed aloud as he gripped Billy’s shoulders with both hands, “Sorry Lil’ Buck, but I don’t think I’m gonna go easy on ya.” “S’aight,” Billy panted while looking back with a smile and his tongue lolling out, “I like it when ya rough me up anyway.” “You always know what to say to get me going don’cha?” the teen chuckled before leaning in to kiss the nape of Billy’s neck, “Alright little pardner, brace yourself now!” “Nnnnnnhh!” Billy groaned aloud when he felt Russ repeatedly pulling his whole length out only to slam it back hard into his hole. “Hnnnnnnhhh! Nnnnghhhh! Ahhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhh Russsss!!” “Ahhhh! Oohhhhhh that feels so good!” The teenager’s thrusts became more forceful as his hands roamed all over the little boy’s bare back. His low hanging balls slapped against Billy’s taut little marbles in loud wet smacks as a mixture of precum and ass-juices started leaking out of the little boy’s overstuffed rectum. “Awwwwwhh ahhhh ahnnngg ahhhh,” Billy sang with joy as he closed his eyes and lay face down to drool on the countertop. The itch that has been lingering in his rectum all morning was getting thoroughly scratched by the invading glans nestling deeper and deeper into his canals, and he wanted nothing more than to stay there all day long, conjoined dick-to-butt with the handsome carrot top teen ravaging his poor anus like a horny beast. Age and raging hormones got the better of both of them though and the little blonde boy was first across the finish line. “Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!” Billy cried out as he felt the familiar tingles rushing up from the base of his spine. His slim little erection twitched wildly with each surge of electricity racing through his nerves and his small body involuntarily shook and shuddered to his first hands free orgasm of the day. “Ohhh sweet Jesus!” Russ shouted as he felt Billy’s anal muscles contracting around his throbbing shaft, milking him past the point of no return. He rammed his dick into the kid as deep as he could each time his cock shot its load into the blonde boy’s hidden depths. After seven times he was finally spent and the redheaded teen laid down gently on top of the panting and gasping half-naked little blonde boy on the countertop while gently kissing the back of his small head. “Wow, Lil’ Buck,” he whispered into Billy’s ears, “That was good!” “Yeah,” Billy sighed before looking back to flash Russ a weak naughty grin, “Do I get to have them Skittles now?” Russ gave a light chuckle before adding, “For that? You got the whole box!” Twenty minutes of cleaning and tidying up later, Russ ruffled Billy’s hair before patting him on the ass to send him out the door with pockets full of candy and a bottle of cold RC Cola in one hand. He asked Russ to hang on to the groceries since he needed to make one more pit stop before heading on home. The boy happily took turns from taking a sip of his bottle of fizzy drink and scarfing down on handfuls of candy while humming a happy little tune as he walked down the lonely sidewalk to his next destination. There wasn’t a need to ride his bicycle since he was just heading two doors down along Goodwood’s lonely well-paved main street. The Goodwood Post Office prided itself in being fully operational since 1831 and never once shuttering its doors since the day it opened outside of the usual public holidays. It also carries the proud tradition of hiring the grumpiest, istanbul travesti most no-nonsense old timer in town to be its postmaster whose only care in the world it seemed is to get the people’s mail and packages delivered right on time, and currently that position is occupied by Mason Carter. The forty-year-old mustachioed man moved in from another town and was known to be the type of man who carried himself with a quiet, gruff demeanor. While the rotund, bespectacled man’s manners was not enough to deter local children from greeting him while he was walking down the street, it did stem tons of rumors among the adults as to why he had not taken up a local girl to marry him yet. Some say it was a messy divorce, some say it was a broken heart; Billy, however, knew precisely why the man chose the life of an old bachelor as he flashed a naughty grin when he got through the front door. “Howdy, Mista’ Carter!” the blonde boy greeted him as he walked straight past the sign that said `Employees Only’ to get behind the counter and stood right next to the postmaster himself. In response, the large man gave him a sideway glance and a snort before going back to the pile of paperworks he was busy signing and inspecting on his table. Billy’s smile didn’t fade, for he knew from his frequent visits that this was about as friendly as the middle-aged man is going to get. Instead, the little boy pressed on by saying, “Daddy said I hafta pick up the usual. Can I have it now?” Mason stopped writing before he straightened up and walked over towards one of the locked cabinets at the back of the room. He produced a key to open up the middle one to reveal an old-timey safe before leaning in close to turn the dial to and fro. A loud click resounded before he pulled on the metal lever of the safe’s door, and from within he pulled out several hundred dollar bills before putting them in a small brown envelope and handing them over to the little boy. “Thank ya, Mista’ Carter,” Billy smiled before adding, “Welp, I’d best be goin’ now!” He took several steps back and turned to leave only to stop midway and turned around again.The boy’s smile had turned into a rather mischievous grin when he saw that the man was still eyeballing him as he giggled out loud. “Naw, I’m just pickin’ on ya! I ain’t fixin’ to leave until I thank ya’ properly!” The man snorted in response without a change in his expression, but Billy knew what that snort meant as he tried to stifle his giggles and added, “Aww, yer madder than a wet hen in a rainstorm, ain’t ya? I’m sorry. Here, let me make it up to ya!” The boy was still tickled pink when he walked back to where the man had already taken back his place behind the counter and got down on all fours. Billy crawled his way under the counter to sit right in front of the man’s crotch. As the boy underneath the counter unzipped the man’s fly and popped out a rather large hard-on from the confines of the white brief before him, he could hear its owner already returning to stamping out documents and signing away pieces of paper while seemingly ignoring what was happening to the lower half of his body. This suited Billy just fine as he breathed in the manly musk of the exposed cockhead, taking it all in with his tiny nostrils before jutting his tongue out to lick the piss slit and opening his mouth to suckle on the very tip of the genital. Above him he could hear the portly man take a sharp intake of breath when the boy took more and more of that man’s cock into his mouth, gorging his girth down his gullet like a hungry python devouring its prey. Unlike with Russ, Billy knew that he would not get anything out of Mister Carter other than a few appreciative grunts, and so he just started bobbing his head up and down on the man’s pole like the accomplished little cockfiend that he was. The sound of the door opening told Billy that Mister Carter had another customer paying him a visit, yet the blonde boy did not even consider stopping as he doubled down and sped up instead. As he licked and gobbled up the man’s low-hanging nut sacks he could hear the client address Mister Carter from behind the counter. “Good day, Mason,” spoke the voice of an elderly woman with that typical prim and proper tone that only a southern belle could pull, “Would you be a dear and mail this to my dear Cousin Gertie?” Billy almost choked on the cock he was inhaling and thus gave himself away when he realized that the client who was oblivious to his deeds was none other than his homeroom teacher, Mrs. Ferns. She was one of those teachers with a sixth sense for all things mischievous, and could foil even the most elaborate shenanigans any students under her care would try to pull off. Not even Jonah Wilkins, the number one prankster in school, could manage to slip anything past her and Billy couldn’t help but wonder if Mrs. Ferns somehow already realized that he was hiding under the counter servicing Mister Carter a mere few inches away from her. “It’s getting awfully cold as of late, and it’s only mid-August. Can you believe this weather we’re getting, Mason? Not the kind of weather I grew up in, that’s for certain,” Billy could hear Mrs. Ferns rambled on, “I wonder what the state of this world would be like in the next four years. Why, one could even say we are approaching the end times with all that’s happening right now!” Billy couldn’t help but feel a strange new sense of excitement of servicing a grown man’s cock and risk getting caught in the act. The rush was palpable that it caused his own dickie to twitch along in excitement each time he bobbed down on Mason Carter’s shaft all the way down to the hilt. He snaked his hand down his baggy overalls to fondle and furiously jerk off his own pickle under the spell of this wonderful new kink he just discovered for himself as his oblivious homeroom teacher continued to drone on and on about nothing and everything all at once. “Oh yes, I happened to notice young Billy Grady’s bike in front of the general store but haven’t seen a shadow of him anywhere in town,” the woman went on, “Has he come through here by any chance?” The blonde boy was tickled pink at the idea of shouting “Here, Mrs. Ferns!” as he did every morning when she took attendance at school. He stifled his naughty giggles over imagining how far her eyes would have popped out of their sockets by gorging even more on the mustachioed man’s cock. Mister Carter acknowledged his newborn fervor by grunting over the countertop, a sound that the woman must have mistaken for an affirmative as she continued on. “He’s quite the spirited young man, isn’t he?” Mrs. Ferns spoke, “Always so cheery and so considerate of everyone. Why, just the other day he volunteered to help Pete with those heavy fertilizer bags and move them to the storage! Came back stinking to high heavens, bless his heart, and had to send him off to the showers immediately!” The woman tittered and Billy almost joined in if he didn’t have an adult man’s cock jammed up his throat. Pete was the kindly janitor of his elementary school, a low-educated young man who was fortunately blessed with rugged good looks and a muscular body from his physically demanding job. Billy was practically salivating over him for months and when the opportunity to be alone with him arose, the boy seized it and ended up letting the handsome young man fuck his blonde brains out on top of a pile of fertilizer bags in the storehouse yesterday. “Though I did find it curious how he didn’t seem to like going to the showers alone, given that he had never had that problem before,” the boy heard the old woman blathered on, “Thank heavens for Jonah Wilkins volunteering to help. You remember him don’t you? Lucas Wilkins’ boy, shaved bald like his father? Rough around the edges too, but always seems to make time for Billy Grady. Might have been best friends sometime when I wasn’t looking.” Billy smiled again amidst the man meat he was gorging on, for he knew exactly why a rough and rowdy boy like Jonah Wilkins was a friend to none save for him. It was the day when he got so unbelievably horny after watching all his classmates clean up in the showers after gym class, and he waited until he was the last one there to rub one out. He was halfway there too before he realized the tall, olive-skinned brunette was staring at him by the door with his mouth open wide and eyes nearly doubling in size. Lucky for the blonde it wasn’t the first time he had to deal with something like this, so he did what he did best and won over Jonah Wilkins to his side with his expert tongue and pert little ass. This was why he always makes up excuses to never go alone into the bathroom or gym class showers: because Jonah Wilkins is completely hooked on stuffing Billy’s ass with his immature hard dick. There’s not a day goes by that the boy wasn’t on all fours taking it from the horny little brunette, and Billy wouldn’t have it any other way. “He really is a good boy, that Billy Grady,” the blonde boy could hear the woman said from under the counter before she added, “Well I won’t take up more of your time. Thank you for being such a good listener as always! You have a lovely day now, Mason!” Billy quietly slurped on the man’s throbbing cock as he listened to the woman shuffling about before hearing the door opening and closing shut behind her. Once he was sure they were all alone again, the blonde boy popped the man’s cock out of his mouth before clambering on top of his lap in a slow, seductive gait. “Ya done hear what she, Mista’ Carter?” Billy’s face was flushed from cheek to cheek as he grinned from ear to ear and wrapped his tiny arms around the man’s thick, beefy neck, “So, was I a real good boy or what?” The mustachioed man answered by lunging at the child to plant a kiss on his small lips and plunder his little mouth with his large tongue. The blonde boy stifled an amused giggle as he returned Mason Carter’s gesture while the man fumbled with the buckles of Billy’s overalls to expose his bare skin and cherry pink nubs. The man broke off his kiss to crane his neck down and devour the dime-sized boytits, sucking on one like a baby calf demanding fresh milk and pinching the others with his large, stubby fingers. “Hoo weee, Mista’ Carter,” Billy sighed with his eyes closed to savor the delicious tingles on his nipples, “Ya sure do know how t’make a boy feels good!” The man must have been encouraged by the young slut’s words as he started peeling the thick fabric of the overalls off Billy’s smooth pink skin with his large roaming paws. A good few nudges here, a lot of tugs there, and pretty soon young Billy Grady was once again as naked as the day he was born save for the pairs of dirty sneakers and socks on his feet. The pot-bellied mustachioed man plopped the boy’s butt onto his desk and wasted no more time as he spat on his hand to rub it all over his throbbing hard cock while eyeballing the little boy like a hungry fox eyeballing a fat little hen. “Ready when you are, Mista’ Carter!” Billy announced while raising his legs up over his head and stretching out his hole with both of his little hands. His eagerness was matched by his adult friend as Mason Carter did not even consider he was about to fuck a little boy barely half his size when he placed his bulbous cockhead on the winking brown bullseye and pushed his cock past the child’s little pucker. “Ahhhhhhhh,” the blonde boy sighed as he could feel the entire length of the man’s meat plugging up every recess of his anus before his wrinkly brown pubes bottomed out in his upturned butt. The pot-bellied man didn’t allow the boy a moment’s rest as he pulled back a little out of the quivering hole before ramming the entire length of his cock back home. Not that Billy would’ve wanted him to anyway, since the horny little devil already seized his twitching little stiffy between his thumb and forefinger to stroke it furiously while the man pumped into his ass with wild abandon. “Nnnhhh ahhhh ohhhh yeahhhhhh that’s it!” the boy cried out in a quivering voice, “Gimme that good stuff, Mista’ Carter! Ahhh ahhhhh awwwwhhhh aaoohhhhhh!” Far be it for a southern gentleman such as Mason Carter to deny a little slut his polite request, the man placed both of his hands on Billy’s hips and really started pounding into him. He was so small that the man’s thumbs almost touched one another while he rammed his cock into the hungry little hole repeatedly, but the child was far from innocent as his high-pitched wails of joy built up into a crescendo to accompany the furious fucking. This, in turn, was quite the turn on for Mason Carter as he ramped up his merciless plundering of the child’s bottom into a near feverish pitch. “Ohhhh ohhhhh onnhhhhh,” Billy gasped aloud while furiously jerking his hard little wood, every single inch of his body throbbing each time that magic spot in his rectum was teased by the man’s knob. The pressure building up his tiny nutsacks were becoming unbearable, and he only needed a few good tugs and a loud “Unnnnnnhhhh!” before his entire body shook and shuddered to the second most powerful kiddie orgasm of the day. Billy could feel his tiny erection twitched around trying to expel seeds he was too young to produce as his entire body cramped up in the throes of his climax. Mason Carter hissed through gritted teeth as he felt the boy’s anal muscles contracting all around his cock. It was something he was all too familiar with based on his kadıköy travesti many encounters with the insatiable little cockhound. The balding mustachioed man calmed himself down as the boy rode his orgasm to its fullest, waited until his breathing became a bit more regular, and went on to pound his anus even more once the twitching had subsided. Billy was once again seeing stars as the bald man knew precisely how to treat him, teasing his prostate right as he was coming down from his blissful high. “Annnnnnnhhh annnghhhh ahhhhhh!” the boy mewled out loud while tossing his head from side to side to the renewed tingles rising up from his rectum. His little arms were flailing about as if he was trying to fly, knocking the stacks of papers about and sending packs of stationeries flying off the desk to clatter loudly onto the floor. Normally such mistreatment of his workspace would earn anyone an angry grunt from the mustachioed man, but considering the one who did that was the half-naked little blonde boy who had offered up his tiny little poop chute to his monster cock, the man chose to overlook it as he focused on the task at hand. Mason reached down to tweak the boy’s twitching little cocklet to stroke it as vigorously as the pounding he was giving to his sweet little hole. Billy lolled his tongue like a dog and his tiny hands went everywhere from the man’s arms on his hips, his own chest, and finally his cheeks as he licked his own small fingers and closed his eyes to savor the delicious sensations his immature prostates were providing him. “I’m, I’mm, cum, cummm, cummminnnnnnn’!” the boy hollered at the top of his lungs, and true to his words his body once again tensed up before shaking and shuddering to yet another powerful orgasm. This time around Mason Carter was right there with him, taking a sharp intake of air through clenched teeth before growling like a wild animal as he raced past the goal at full speed. The man did not stop pounding as gallons of spunk shot up into little Billy’s guts, coating his rectum with the viscous fluid far exceeding its capacity as they spurted out between the gaps of the man’s cock and his poor abused hole. Both man and boy tensed up for a long while before Mason pulled out of the gasping little boy to marvel at his handiwork. Sweat covered every inch of Billy’s smooth tanned skin and his small chest heaved as he gasped for air, his cute mug flushed pink from the heat of their intense coupling. A river of cum flowed from his gaping anus to the wooden desk surface and rolling all the way down onto the floor in wet splotches, and the boy grinned a cheeky grin at the mustachioed man as he rubbed his sweaty tummy with the palm of his sweaty hand. “You, you done got me good, Mista’ Carter,” the blonde boy sighed while licking his lips, “I, I reckon I’d be having yo’ baby now this time!” For the first time that day, the faintest hint of a smile crossed the mustachioed man’s lips as he leaned in close to plant a passionate kiss on Billy’s lips. The blonde boy kissed the man back, caressing the nape of his neck with his small hands though taking care not to reach out for his chest. Little Billy Grady knew that if he did that the man would be hankering for round two, and right about now he just didn’t have the time for it. So he asked for the man to show him to the bathroom at the back of the post office instead to get himself cleaned up as best as he could. After fixing up his overalls once again, Billy planted one last kiss on the man’s lips before waving goodbye and walking out the door. He knew that despite the stoic expression that Mason Carter wore on his face he was actually sorry to see the boy go, and the little imp mentally planned to pay the man a surprise visit tomorrow once he was done with his chores around the farm. Thinking of his chores reminded him that his daddy was waiting for him back at the farm house, so he rushed on back to Russ’s store before pedaling his bike down the road with the bags of groceries secured on the front basket and backseat. He passed by the Wilkins’ home after crossing the solitary train tracks that marked the edge of the desolate small town and spotted Lucas Wilkins’ playing catch with his dad in their yard. The look of longing Lucas was giving him really tempted Billy to make a pit stop to play a different kind of game with the boy, but he knew his daddy would tan his hide for sure if he let the groceries spoil for a quick ride on Lucas’ cock. As such he could only give Lucas a knowing wink and a grin for the promise of a fun day at school tomorrow while pedaling on by, a sign that was not lost on Lucas as the other boy grinned from ear to ear before his moment of distraction cost him a baseball to the face when he failed to notice his father warning him of his incoming pitch. Billy tried hard not to giggle out loud as Lucas Wilkins tumbled to the ground while his father called out to his boy in a panic. He always loved having this kind of effect on just about anybody in town who knows of his special talent. He supposed he has his brothers and his father to thank for this control over the horndog boys and men in Goodwood, for he wouldn’t have known of his talents if it wasn’t for their careful guidance and very thorough education. Indeed, Billy could hear the sounds of his father’s “education” all the way from the porch when he arrived back home at the Gradys’ farmstead. He could hear the hoot and holler, the wet skin slapping sounds, and the creaking of the old bed from up the stairs on the second floor while he brought the groceries into the kitchen. His twitching little dickie tempted him to ditch his duties and run up the stairs to join in on the fun, but the little blonde boy knew his daddy would only tell him to march back downstairs and finish up his chores before he is allowed to do anything anyway. Billy had no choice but to patiently unload the groceries into the fridge all the while listening to desperate gasps, joyous wails, and heartfelt whines echoing along the walls of the Gradys’ rural home. The blonde boy was more than relieved when he finally placed the last head of onions into the fridge before tossing the paper bag into the bin and rushing off towards the stairs. He climbed the steps two-by-two before running down the hallway towards his father’s bedroom, where the noises coming from the slightly open door grew louder and louder as he approached. Billy threw the door wide open with both of his hands and smiled from ear to ear when he saw what was happening inside. On the large bed by the window were his father and two older brothers, naked like jaybirds and grunting like angry warthogs. Grady Senior was balls deep in his firstborn’s hole and pounding his hefty mast mercilessly into the squealing thirteen-year-old’s anus while his ten-year-old second born was lying on his back next to the pair with his chest heaving and one arm over his eyes, no doubt still recovering from a similar treatment. The glistening sheen of sweat covering their three bodies suggested that they have been at it all afternoon while Grady Junior was out on his errands, and the little blonde boy had some choice words to express his displeasure. “Gol’durn it! Thought y’all woulda’ waited for me!” Billy stamped his foot and pouted. “Simmer down, Bug,” the ten-year-old snapped back between his labored breathing, “B’sides, t’aint like ya didn’t get to ride the rest of town while yer out.” “Is just Russ and Mista’ Carter today,” the small boy sheepishly replied while shuffling his feet, “Daddy says we needed grocery so I finished fast as I could!” “That right? That’s why you got a hankerin’ for more?” a naughty grin dawned on ten-year-old Jebediah Grady’s ruggedly handsome young face as he lowered his arm and looked at his younger sibling straight in the eyes, “Well daddy ‘s takin’ care of Caleb, but I can play with ya’. Whaddya say?” The same naughty grin dawned on Billy’s cute little face as he was out of his shoes,socks, and overalls in a matter of seconds to rush on over to the creaking old bed. He clambered on top of his brother facing away from him like he had done so many times before to lower his mouth onto his slim hard shaft and gobbled up his genitals until he could kiss his bald pubes. “Aww yeahhh that’s good, Bug,” he could hear his older brother hissed out loud before feeling his wet tongue lapping up the cleft of his asscrack and teasing his taut little sacks. While the little blonde boy had mixed feelings about the nickname Jeb bestowed upon him, he had nothing but love over his expert handling of his dickie and returned the favor while watching the other two Grady males go at it beside them. He knew his daddy was feeling really good for he didn’t even notice Billy had wandered into the room, with the man having his eyes closed and his beefy arms wrapped around Caleb’s torso to really give the preteen fucktoy a serious pounding. Billy had always admired his daddy and Caleb’s muscle-toned bodies shaped from hours upon hours of relentless farmwork, and each time he saw the two of them wrapped around each other like two tree snakes on a branch brought a delicious little tingle to his nether regions. “Awwwwwhh awohhhhh ohhhhhh daddyyyy,” Caleb howled on all fours while his entire body shook and shuddered to a hard dose of ass-pumping daddy cock. Billy saw his daddy reach down to milk his oldest brother’s cock like he would a cow’s udder much to Caleb’s very vocal delight, his howls of joy underscored with his father’s animalistic grunts and the wet slaps of Grady Senior’s sweaty low hanging balls against his own. The little blonde boy was treated to a front row seat of the hardcore act as the man kissed, licked, and bit every inch of Caleb’s flesh while mercilessly driving his large tool down the moist love canals to get him to squeal even louder than he already did. Seeing his brother get treated like a bitch only drove Billy’s lust even more as he inhaled Jeb’s dick with a gusto. The little blonde boy could tell Jeb appreciated his efforts from the moans of delight and then from the intense wet suctioning sensation on his own dickie that told him his second oldest brother was returning the favor with equal measures. The two boys sucked and slurped on one another’s immature appendages while groaning into each other’s loins, kissing their bald pubes with their lips and suctioning the slickened shafts like vacuum cleaners. The old bed creaked loudly while all four of its occupants became more frenzied with their coupling. Jeb and Billy turned over to their sides and bobbed one another’s cocks like hungry little mares, while Grady Senior grabbed a fistful of Caleb’s hair while he rode his firstborn like a bucking bronco. The thirteen year old’s howls of joy joined his father’s loud hollering, his siblings’ smacks and slurps, and the groans of protests of the old metal bed frames as the only sounds reverberating through the otherwise still hallways of the Grady household. Caleb was the first to cross the finish line as he let out a pained “Oohhhhhhhhhh!” and squirted his modest load of ropey watery cum onto the sweat-stained bed sheet. His daddy wasn’t too far behind, as the contractions of the boy’s anal muscles massaged his cock so rapidly that the broad-shouldered man hissed out loud before spraying his seeds deep within the handsome boy’s anus. Once he was content with coating the inner linings of his own boy’s rectum with his future brothers and sisters, Grady Senior collapsed on top of Caleb and sent the two of them tumbling down onto the bed, gasping and panting and wearing a pair of satisfied look on their flushed, sweaty faces. It was then and only then that the man noticed that his youngest boy was in the room together with them while he hungrily devoured his older sibling’s genitals. “Well hey there, Junior,” he regarded Billy while stroking Caleb’s sweat-soaked hair and kissing his bare shoulders to make him shudder with delight, “I reckon you done get the groceries?” “Yep,” Billy raised his head from Jeb’s crotch to reply before going back to his duties. “That’s awfully fast, Willy” Caleb sighed, relishing his daddy’s touch with his large cock still firmly lodged up his butt, “Don’cha usually play with Lucas first before goin’ home?” “He’s playin’ with his daddy,” came the short reply from behind Jeb’s bubble butt. “Didn’t stop ya before,” sighed Jeb before he went back to stuffing his mouth full of Billy’s baby genitals. “I meant playin’ catch,” Billy shot back with a mix of huffy defiance and sighs of pleasure. “A darn shame you didn’t gotta’ play with your best pal and his daddy, huh?” the man chuckled in amusement, before reaching around to stroke his thirteen-year-old’s softening cock and adding, “Whaddya say to yer big brother taking a turn on yer sweet lil’ ass, Junior?” “Yes please!” came Billy’s excited groan. “Daddy, I just came,” Caleb whined while looking over his shoulders. “Didn’t stop ya before,” Grady Senior chuckled. The oldest Grady boy looked back at his daddy and gave an embarrassed smile. Indeed, the man’s gentle caress had turned his limp stalk back to full mast at the prospect of buggering his youngest brother, and he didn’t need to be convinced twice as the man carefully dislodged his cock from his moist, cum-slicked asshole. The lithe boy got on all fours and crawled towards his two groaning siblings before flipping them over so that Jeb was now on top of bakırköy travesti Billy, and he looked down to his younger brother with a smile while offering his thick sausage to his face. “Open wide, Jeb!” Caleb said playfully, “It’s yer favorite treat!” The rugged boy paused from slurping all over his little brother’s worm to look up at Caleb and flashed a naughty grin before opening his mouth to swallow the young teen’s cum-slicked appendage whole. Countless nights of practice in their shared bedroom allowed the second born to take the entire length down his gullet without gagging, and he didn’t even pause before he started bobbing his head back and forth along the throbbing shaft. Caleb hissed out loud before seizing the back of the short-haired boy’s head and slammed his pubes against his lips repeatedly. “Ahhhh yeahhhhh Jeb, that’s it!” Caleb sang out loud, “That’s so good! Yer the best!” Caleb’s praise lit a spark in the younger boy’s eyes as he devoured his cock with fervor, slamming his cute button nose against the base of his older brother’s wood. Jeb Grady inhaled the fraternal sausage as if it was the first meal he’d seen in decades, and Caleb could feel the pressure building up with each feverish downstroke of his younger brother’s head. It took all the willpower he had to not spray his teenage juice down the ten-year-old’s throat and instead eased the vacuuming mouth into a slowdown to allow the thirteen-year-old to pop out of the warm cavity enveloping his throbbing knob. “Can’t give you my sauce yet, lil’ brother,” he said when Jeb looked up to give him an inquisitive look, “Least, not ’til we give baby his milk.” Once again Jeb Grady flashed a naughty grin at Caleb’s words as he instantly knew precisely what to do. The middle Grady child used his arms to pin Billy’s small legs under his armpits and raise up his butt so that his puckered starfish was winking directly up at the two of them. Jeb then collected enough saliva in his mouth before drooling them down into the hole, coating the pink-and-brown surface full his spit and jamming his fingers to stretch out the well-used anus as far as his digits can go. Billy didn’t voice his protests to the stretching on account of Jeb’s dick in his mouth and the fact that he was loving every second of it. He did let out a surprised yelp when he felt Jeb’s fingers pressing against his immature prostate however, his tiny legs kicked about in futility within his older brother’s grasps. The little boy could feel his own dickie twitch each time Jeb brushed against the most sensitive spot in his innards, and he returned the favor by bobbing his head back and forth on the throbbing did in his mouth even faster than before. “Nnngghhhhh! I, I think I got ‘im all riled up!” Jeb groaned out loud to Billy’s vigorous sucking. “I’ll take it from here,” Caleb said, tasting the salt when he kissed Jeb’s sweaty forehead. Jeb once again grinned happily as he pulled his fingers out and held Billy’s asscheeks apart to allow Caleb’s hard cock easy access to their little brother’s quivering little hole. The oldest Grady boy lined up his knob against the upturned butt and in one smooth move plunged his entire shaft into the youngest’s stretched out rectum. All ten of Billy’s teeny tiny toes stretched out as far apart as they could as Caleb bottomed out in the little boy’s anus. His upturned butt quivered when his older brother pulled out of his hole, and his legs kicked out on either side of Jeb’s torso when Caleb shoved his throbbing cock back in. Trapped in a very exposed position, the little boy could do nothing but let out a muffled groan on Jeb’s dick as Caleb began his assault on his poor fanny in earnest. “Awwwh shoot Willy! That’s so tight!” Caleb sang with joy as he pumped his hips up and down, “Unnnnnnh yeahhhh yer ass is the best!” “Thought I was the best,” Jeb replied with a pout. “Yer mouth is the best,” Caleb said while leaning in to land a deep kiss on his younger brother’s mouth. Jeb returned the favor by suckling on his tongue, and the two boys locked their lips all the while Caleb pumped vigorously into Billy’s hole. The little boy whined between Caleb’s legs from the intense sensations he was feeling deep in his belly and his unattended dickie twitched hard as he experienced yet another intense hands free climax, one that went unnoticed as Caleb and Jeb continued to pump their dicks into his respective holes. “Now boys, what did I say ’bout takin’ care of each other?” Caleb and Jeb broke their kiss when they heard their father’s voice and turned to see that Grady Senior was once again sporting a raging erection. “Y’all havin’ fun but didn’t even notice yer baby brother a-comin’,” the man spoke as he clambered over to take his place behind Jeb, “Now does that sound like bein’ a good brother to Junior?” “Sorry daddy,” Jeb groaned without stopping to pump into Billy’s mouth, “But it just feels so good!” “Looks like daddy has to show you what ‘sharing is caring’ means all over again,” Grady Senior spoke before spitting right onto his slickened pole. He rubbed the entire length of his shaft to make his manhood glistened under the waning sunlight before reaching out with his hands to part his second born’s buttocks and reveal the ringed pucker of his well-used anus. The man smiled when he saw that the ten-year-old’s hole was still leaking out some cum from their fun earlier, and he didn’t waste any time to line his dick before jamming it once more into the all too familiar hole. “Awwwwwwwwhhh daddyyyyyyyy!” Jeb whined when he felt the tingles building up in the base of his spine. He knew that his father’s cock had just enough girth and curve to always hit that sweet spot deep inside of him anytime it was shoved into his anus on the first try. Each time he had to fight the urge to cum instantly, and today was especially rough since Jeb also had to resist his baby brother lapping up his genitals from underneath him. “Learned your lesson yet, boy?” the man whispered as he started pumping his hips back and forth in languid strokes. “Nnnhh nnnghhh nnuh uhhhh,” Jeb shook his head before grinning, “G-Guess ya gotta hnnnh pound it in t’me some more!” “Can do, buckaroo,” the man replied before picking up speed and ramming his entire length into his second born’s guts at top speed. “Awwwwwwohhhhhhhh!” Jeb Grady howled out loud before his father silenced him by pushing his head onto his baby brother’s loins, coaxing the ten-year-old to promptly clamp down on the cocktail wiener and noisily slurped on the throbbing stiffie with gusto. Grady Senior smiled as he saw his two youngest sloppily slobbered all over each other’s cocks and reached out to his firstborn to pull him in for an open mouth kiss. Father and son clamped down on each other’s lips, tongues battling with one another as they fucked the little ones underneath without any sign of slowing down. In fact the more passionate their kiss became, the harder they slapped their low-hanging nuts against the two younger boys’ perky buns as Grady Senior roamed his large hands along the back of his oldest boy’s head. The two older Grady males then got Jeb and Billy to imitate them as they broke off the boys’ sixty-nine and laid them right next to each other to fuck their asses side by side. The younger Grady males locked lips with one another while jerking off their hard little pickles to a bumpy kiddie orgasm while the older Grady males frenched each other and keeping firm grips on their fucktoy’s hips to pump their tight little asses as hard as they could. The two generations of Gradys moaned into each other’s mouths as they experienced some of the greatest climaxes they have ever experienced in their entire young lives, little dicks twitching wildly to an earth shattering dry orgasm while larger ones spurting to overflow tight young asses. Grady Senior then arranged for the little ones to kneel on the wooden bedroom floor while working on Caleb’s shaft as the man pumped his thirteen-year-old ass in a seated position by the edge of the bed. Gone was Caleb’s usual mild-mannered self and in its place was a starving sex-fiend who wanted nothing more than to satisfy himself by placing his hands on the back of his younger siblings’ heads to force each one of them to take turns swallowing his mast whole. There was the occasional gagging on both Jeb and Billy’s part due to Caleb’s rough treatment, but it was nothing they couldn’t handle as one after the other they vigorously gorged on his cock while jerking off one another’s dickies into a bumpy dry orgasm. The sun almost disappeared over the horizon as Grady Senior decided to end the intercourse with a bang. He arranged for all three of his boys to mount one another on all fours, starting from little Billy up front with Jeb right behind him, Caleb behind the rough-and-tumble kid, and finally the Grady patriarch himself hot on his firstborn’s tail. All the boys were connected dick to asses save for the youngest one, and the man took care of Billy’s needs by reaching around to tease his stiff little pickle while pounding his cock into his firstborn’s ready and waiting asshole. Caleb lurched forward each time his father pumped into his willing boypussy, and in turn dictated the speed of his brothers’ penetrations. Right about now that speed was furious, as all four of the Grady males vocalized in sync with the loud creaking noise of the old metal bed. “Yesssssss! Ugghhhhh ugghhhhhhhhh unnnnghhhh daddyyyyyyy!” “Ohhhhh! Ohhhhhhh good boysss! Ohhhhhh ohhhhhh!!” “Annnnggghhh annngghhhh my hole burns annnnhhhh annnghhhhhh!” “Aowwwwww oughhhhh fassssterrrrrrr ohhhhhhhh aohhhhhhhhhhh!” The middle child came first as he sobbed tears of joy from the intense pleasure of being sandwiched between his older and younger brothers. His shuddering body and contracting anal muscles coaxed Caleb to groan out loud and cum buckets into his hole. Sensing his boys shaking and shuddering underneath him was enough to send Grady Senior well past the point of no return as he let out a yell and plastered his firstborn’s innards with gallons upon gallons of the very seed that had made him to begin with. That left little Billy reaching his kiddie climax dead last. His father’s insistent fingers and the man’s habit of bucking his hips rapidly when he came, thus forcing Jeb to buck rapidly against his prostate, was the combination needed to drive the little blonde boy well beyond the brink. With one loud squeal his hard little dink twitched wildly in his father’s arms before his own arms could no longer support the weight of the three other Grady males on his back and they all collapsed into a sweaty heap on the sweat-stained sheets. The four slickened, entangled bodies shivered and shuddered as they each gasped and groaned to the throes of an amazing afterglow. Billy sighed with delight as he relished the warmth and closeness of his father and his brothers all around him. Sure there are other, better dicks for him to ride his perky little buns around town, but at the end of the day there was just something special about the ones he had grown up with at home. Grady Senior scooped up all three of his boys into his loving arms and rewarded each one of them with a deep kiss for a job well done. Billy was last to receive his daddy’s special kiss, and he really loved it when the large tongue brushed up against every single one of his baby teeth. As Billy sighed aloud when his daddy broke their kiss, he heard Jeb on his left said, “What’s for dinner, daddy?” “Welp, since Junior got us our food I reckon it’s only fair if he gets ta decide,” the man said. “Mac ‘n cheese with burger bits!” Billy was quick to respond. “Ya always want mac ‘n cheese!” Jeb shot back with a huff. “Them’s the rules, Jeb,” Caleb on the little boy’s right side answered, “Though ya can go do tomorrow’s food run if ya wanna eat what ya like.” “Awright! Chicken and mashed potatoes!” The rowdy middle child cheered, “Imma’ work Russ hard so he’ll give me that extra gravy!” Billy giggled at Jeb’s enthusiasm as he couldn’t help but imagine how much his beloved Russ is in for a treat. While he likes it a bit rough, Jeb likes it really rough and would often get carried away in the heat of the moment. Billy imagined that the grocery store would be left in shambles with Russ barely even having enough energy to stand up straight after Jeb is through with him. “Awright boys, now that that’s settled, how’s about we get dinner going?” Grady Senior said as he sat upright, “Caleb, why don’t ya help me in the kitchen while you boys set up the table?” “Okay daddy!” All three Grady boys said as they leapt up from the bed to do their tasks. An hour later they were all seated naked around the dinner table, happily chatting up one another while tucking in to their meal. Billy wore the happiest smile on his face as he shoveled a large spoonful of mac n’ cheese into his mouth, smearing his lips with the sauce and teasing Jeb by seductively licking his lips. Needless to say that that little move caused dinner to devolve into yet another spontaneous father and sons lovemaking session, but that will have to be left to your imagination. After all, if you can imagine banjo music when you think about a town like Goodwood, I’m sure you could easily imagine what the Gradys do next all through the night. -End- Other Stories: Secrets of Pinewood Heights series: fty//gay/adult-youth/secrets-of-pinewood-heights/ Tales From the South series (this story is part of it): fty//gay/adult-youth/tales-from-the-south/ Sharing Virtues: fty//gay/adult-youth/sharing-virtues The Castle of Lost Children: fty//gay/adult-youth/the-castle-of-lost-children The Entity: fty//gay/adult-youth/the-entity

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