Dancing Boy #2
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing sex between an interracial, unrelated adult and preteen boys.  If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.

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I drove my cock into him deeply making him moan loudly and cry out.  I smacked him on the ass as I began pounding him hard.   “That big American cock feel good, bitch?”  He moaned even louder in response.  “Love your tight pussy!”  I started driving it in with even more force.  My balls bounced against him, and our bodies slapped together as a sheen of sweat formed on our bodies.  His small fingers dug into my arms as I rammed my meat into his tight hole.

After a bit of doing this, I pulled out of him.  I released his legs and grabbed his arm and yanked him to his feet as I stood up.  I shoved him toward the living room area.  I pushed him onto his knees by the low table and then bent him over it.  I moved in behind him and shoved my cock into his ass again.  He howled as I returned to fucking him.  As I fucked him, I grabbed hold of his shoulders and moved onto my feet.  While squatting behind his small butt, I used my legs and hips to slam my cock into his guts.  The table slid a little along the carpet as I drove my rod into his sweet hole.

I had initially thought I would do a slower fuck, but I was so fucking hot it wasn’t going to happen.  I grabbed him around his chest and pulled him back as I sat on my heels.  His weight forced his ass to swallow my entire cock, and I drove my schlong upward lifting his body as I rammed into his behind.  Soon he was using his legs to make his body bounce up and down on my cock.  I leaned back and rested on my hands as he fucked himself with my long, thick meat.  “Fuck yourself Pasha!  Sit on that goddamn cock, boy!”

Soon I grabbed him and guided him to the side.  I quickly had him in a doggie-style position.  Gripping his hips firmly I began banging him hard.  I reached out and grabbed his shoulders to pull him backward as I thrust my dick into him deeper.  I found myself going faster and faster in spite of my desire to stretch this out more.  I was getting close fast.

I pulled out of him and flipped him onto his back.  I covered his body with mine and kissed him passionately before getting on my knees.  I grabbed him by the hair and pulled his head to my crotch.  He began sucking on my meat right away.  “Time to swallow some extra protein, Pasha!” I said.  I grabbed his head with both my hands and pulled him so that my dick buried in his throat more.  He choked, but I kept shoving it into his throat.  He grabbed onto my ass for support as I fucked his gullet.  It didn’t take long before I he was gagging as my load flooded his airway.  He swallowed rapidly as my jizz poured into him.  “Yes! Swallow that shit!”

When he was done milking my rod, I pulled out.  I helped him to his feet and guided him to the large cushion that served as our couch.  I sat down and pulled him onto the cushion.  I tongue-kissed him as I took hold of his cock and stroked it.  He moaned in my mouth.  I could taste my spooge on his tongue, and it was hot.  I stroked him faster, and after a few moments his body shivered as his dick twitched in my hand.  We continued kissing for a while, and then I stopped and told him I was starving.  He got up and began preparing our meal.  I looked out the window and noticed a flashlight’s movement in the dim light.  I told him to get dressed as I went back into my room and pulled on traditional Afghani garb.

I had my gun ready as I opened the door.  I could make out a man and a child coming down the road.  Around here that didn’t mean things were safe.  As they got closer I realized it was my friend from the other night, the one who had gifted me Pasha.  I greeted him and invited him inside.  He entered with a boy younger than Pasha.  We sat down while Pasha got us tea.   The man smiled and pointed to Pasha as he left.  “You like?  Pleased with gift?”

I smiled broadly and responded:  “Oh, MOST pleased!”

Pasha set down the tea and returned to the kitchen.   My friend said something in Farsi, and Pasha took the other boy by his hand and took him to the kitchen with him.  “I have big favor, need.”

“What?” I asked.

“Aatif.  The boy.  You train.”

“I . . . ‘train’?”

He nodded his head.  “Like Pasha.”

I looked at the man and weighed the possible meanings.  Surely he didn’t mean what I thought he did.  Did I?  “Like Pasha?  You mean. . . like . . . gift?”

“Yes, yes!” he nodded his head vigorously.

I looked over and saw the boy chatting with Pasha.  He was a shy boy.  I imagined how small and tight his ass must feel.  Could I get the best of both worlds? I wondered.  “I’m not sure,” I replied.

“Please! Important!  Need American man train him good.  More money.”

I made a show of thinking it over.  I looked over to the boys, and Aatif turned around.  I never would’ve looked at a boy this way before Pasha, but he was really quite good looking.  He had wide brown eyes and a very innocent look that made my dick start swelling.  I looked back to my friend.  “Perhaps we can strike a bargain.”  I shared my proposal.  There was information I wanted that he had been holding onto.  Finally we came to an agreement.  We shook hands, finished our tea, and he called Aatif over.  He explained to him that he would be living with me and was to do what he was told.  He handed me a bag which I assumed was the boy’s belongings, and then he left.  

I carried the bag into my room and searched it thoroughly.  There wasn’t anything to be concerned about, and so I packed the items away.  We ate dinner.  Pasha was all smiles as we ate.  The new boy was more quiet.  When I touched him on the shoulder or stroked his cheek, he tensed up quite a bit.  Before we were done eating, I was rock hard.  I guided Aatif to the large cushion and sat next to him.  I rubbed his thigh and then moved my lips to his and began kissing him.  He pulled back right away, and I grabbed hold of him.  I pushed my tongue into his mouth against his protest and continued kissing him until he finally relaxed and went with it.  I moved my hand to his crotch and started rubbing his dick and balls through his white pants.  He tried pushing my hand away, but he didn’t have much luck with that.  “You’re going to need to learn a lot, Aatif,” I said.  I was pretty sure he didn’t understand much English, but I didn’t care.  I slipped my hand under his shirt, and he pushed my arm down.   I smiled.  “You have no idea how much you’re turning me on right now!”

I stood up, grabbed his arm and yanked him to his feet.  I marched him to my room as I called for Pasha.  Once I was in the room, I shoved him down onto the bed.  When Pasha came in, I shut the door.  I grabbed Pasha and kissed him hard as Aatif watched nervously.  Then I had Pasha undress me.  When I was standing naked, Aatif was watching me alarmed.   I guided my first boy’s head to my cock, and he started sucking it.  I stared at my new young boy as Pasha blew me.  Then I excused him.  Pasha left, and I shut the door again.

I grabbed the bottle of lube and put it next to the bed.  Then I pushed Aatif onto his back and smothered him with my body pinning him down.  I kissed him again, hungrily thrusting my tongue into his mouth.   I used my knees to shove his legs apart.  I loved how his small body felt beneath mine.  His diminutive size and the way he resisted me turned me on far more than I could’ve imagined.  I briefly wondered what I had become, but that was short-lived as soon as I had both my hands running up his sides under his shirt.  His soft skin drove me wild, and the way so much of my hand fit against his body. . . FUCK!

I pulled his shirt off, and then I sucked on the brown skin of his nipples.  After a few moments, I straddled him.  I took his hand and moved it to my cock and made him stroke it.  “That big dick feels good, doesn’t it?” I asked, not caring that he wouldn’t be able to answer.  After a bit I moved up his body and pushed my dick against his lips.  He turned his head away from me and closed his lips tightly.  “That won’t do, Aatif!” I said grabbing his hair and pulling it.  He opened his mouth in pain.  I moved my dick to his lips.  “Suck it!” I said.  Then I repeated slower so he could learn the word:  “Suck. It.”  I pushed my dick into his mouth as he squirmed under me trying to get away.  

Since he tried to move his head away, I just shoved more of my cock into his mouth.  That got his attention.  He stopped fighting it and started doing what he had seen Pasha do.  “Yes!”  Then I told him “good boy” in Farsi.  In a few moments I moved off him and to his side.  I guided his head to my big cock and stuck it back in his mouth.  I had him suck me for a while.  Then I lowered my face to his and continued kissing him.  I moved his hand to my dick as we kissed.  Then I slid my hand down his belly and rubbed his soft cock through his pants again.  He moved a hand to cover his crotch.  I stopped and smiled at him.  Then I moved my hand to his waistband and started to stick it inside.  He squirmed and moved his waist away.

I quit kissing him and moved my hand away.  “Okay, Aatif.  We can do it the hard way.  I like that better anyway.”  I leaned over him and grabbed the lube.  I put a thick coat on my rod.  Then I grabbed his pants and began pulling them down.  He rolled away and then got to his feet and started for the door.  I laughed and grabbed his leg.  I pulled it back making him fall.  I pulled him back onto the bed by his legs.  I pivoted my body and sat on his legs.  I grabbed his pants and yanked them down exposing his beautiful nut brown ass.  He started talking excitedly, and I could hear the fear in his voice.  It made me want him more!  I put my hand on his back and used my weight to hold him down while I shoved his pants down further.  I took my lube-covered finger and put it in his crack and then pushed it into his ass.  He started crying and pleading with me.  

I removed my finger and flipped him onto his back.  I grabbed his legs and yanked the pants off so that he completely naked.   I rubbed his groin and then took his hairless cock and balls into my mouth.  Then I moved to his lips and kissed him hard again.  When I was done I looked into his dark brown eyes and said: “Aatif, I’m going to fuckin’ own your cherry ass.”  I kissed him again and then flipped him over.  I shoved his legs apart again and then lowered myself onto him.  Holding onto my cock, I introduced it to his hole and pushed the tip into his incredibly tight ass.  

He yelled out, and I could hear him saying “No, no, no!”  

I pushed more of my cock into his virgin pussy and said “Oh fuck yes, bitch!  You’re getting my big fucking cock, Aatif!”  I was sweating profusely.  I smacked him hard on the ass which got his attention.  Then I pushed more of my beast into his ass.  He cried out noisily.  “That’s right, bitch!  Scream for it you fucking cunt!”  He made me so hot I had to force myself to not just force my whole cock in and ignore his pain.  He howled as my dick penetrated him more, stretching his ass wider slowly.  “Pasha!” I called.  When he came in, I had him shut the door.  “He needs a dick in his mouth,” I said.

Pasha smiled broadly, flashing his white teeth and immediately stripped out of his clothes.  He knelt down in front of Aatif.  I grabbed the younger boy’s hair and pulled it back so that his head was raised and his mouth open.  Pasha put his dick in the boy’s mouth and said something in Farsi which I realized was basically “Suck it.”  I heard the boy’s mouth working on the small cock, and I focused on getting my dick inside my new friend.  

It took forever to get enough of my rod inside the boy’s hole to be able to start humping him.  I slowly fucked him getting his ass used to my dick.  After a while I was able to get more of my rod into him.    “Gonna need to fuck you a lot to get that ass looser, bitch!”  I began moving my hips faster.  “I can’t fucking believe this!” I said aloud.  I felt my body tingling and pressure building in my nuts.   Damn!  I wanted this to last so much longer!  I picked up speed and managed to get a bit more cock into him before I felt my rod exploding in his vice-grip ass.

When my climax slowed down, I kissed Aatif on the face as he continued blowing Pasha.  Then I pulled Pasha’s face down, and we kissed.  I pulled out of him.  I guided him up to where the pillows were, put him on his side, and then I put my cock back into his ass as far as I could get it.  Pasha took care of closing down the house, and then he joined us in bed on the other side of Aatif.  I rubbed the young boy’s groin and body wanting him to get used to someone touching him all over.  

In the morning the smells of food woke me up.  Pasha was missing from the room, but Aatif was still sleeping next to me.  I stretched and got up to go to the bathroom.   I returned to find Aatif laying on his back still sleeping.  I kissed his thighs and then sucked on his incredibly soft skin, inching my way up to his groin.  He stirred as my lips got closer to his balls.  I licked and sucked on his nuts as he woke up.  I ran my tongue over his wood before moving over his body.  He looked at me unsure, and I began kissing him.  My dick was swelling rapidly.

When my meat was almost stiff, I rolled off him and lay next to him.  I put my hand behind his head and pulled him down to my groin.  At first he held his lips closed.  I pushed his head down, and I felt his mouth open and my dick enter his mouth just a little.  I began by pushing his head down, letting him move it back up, pushing it down again, and so on.  As he sucked, I guided his head more forcefully so that he had no choice but to take more of my meat into his mouth.  His teeth scraped my shaft several times.  A couple of times I deep throated him, shoving a much larger amount of my meat into his throat and holding it there as he choked and pushed against me while trying to move his head back.  After a while I gave him a break by moving his mouth to my nuts.  I spread my legs wider as he sucked on my balls.  I rubbed the silky skin of his bare back as he worked my sac.

I slid my hand down his back and rubbed his ass cheeks.  I wanted to get my piece back into that super tight hole, but I decided to make him swallow my load this time.  Then I could fuck him later and have more time to work his ass.  As he continued blowing me, Pasha came into the room.  He smiled when he saw the young boy slobbering on my cock.  He came to the bed and joined Aatif.  It was an incredible feeling to feel two mouths working my dick!  I put my arm behind my head as I eagerly watched the two dark-skinned boys, their raven hair moving up and down as their mouths and tongues pleasured my tool.  As I grew closer to climax, I pulled Pasha up.  We kissed before I guided him to my sensitive nipples.  As he sucked on them, I stroked his small wood.  My other hand pushed Aatif’s head down repeatedly.

After a while I pushed Pasha’s head down, and he immediately went to my groin.  I pulled Aatif up to the older boy’s former position as he picked up where Aatif left off.  Pasha went down on me as I thrust my tongue into my new boy’s mouth and kissed him roughly.  When we had kissed for a bit, I moved him so he was standing next to me.  I took his small prick into my mouth and rubbed his ass as I sucked on it.  He moaned and made some surprisingly loud noises as I worked his tiny cock.  I was getting much closer now, so I had him return to my crotch.  Both boys worked my dick for a while.

When I felt my orgasm getting much nearer, I grabbed Aatif’s head and started shoving it down more rapidly.  After a few seconds I was humping his mouth.  Pasha tried sucking on my sac, but I guess I was moving too much because he gave up quickly.  I noticed him move between Aatif’s legs, and the way the young boy started working my dick harder, I knew Pasha was blowing him.  “Suck it, bitch!  Fucking swallow that cock, Aatif!” I yelled as I picked up more speed.  When I knew I was about to blow, I thrust my cock into his throat as I gripped his head firmly, and then I unloaded.  As he gagged on my jizz, he had to swallow.  I could feel my load escaping his lips, but the feeling of his throat muscles around the meat he could fit in his mouth was more than enough for me.  Soon it got better when Pasha moved from Aatif’s dick and started licking the milky white trail running down my shaft and onto my balls.

The boys milked me completely.  After I recovered, we got up and ate the food Pasha had prepared.  The older boy prepared my bath, and then both boys worked in unison to wash me.  Pasha and me got dressed.  Aatif was looking for his clothes.  “You have to earn them,” I said which Pasha interpreted.

“How?” he asked.

“The more you cooperate, the more privileges you earn, including your clothes.”

“What do I have to do?” he asked through Pasha, but I had understood those words.

“Do what I tell you to when I tell you,” I responded in Farsi.  His downcast eyes told me he understood.  Pasha smiled and then took Aatif by the hand and guided him outside to do some of their chores.  The boy resisted at the door.  When he looked back at me, I pulled my shorts down and pointed at my dick.  He looked at me and the outside and decided being outside naked was better than entertaining my cock.  I laughed as he went outside.

I did some of my computer work and then got in my uniform and did some scouting.   When I returned, I took my boots and socks off.  I went to the back door and saw the boys working with the goats.  As I saw Aatif’s naked body, my dick started growing.  I rubbed my crotch as I watched them.  Finally I called Aatif.  He looked up, and I waved him to come in.  He looked at Pasha who nudged him.  The boy started heading over, and so I went inside.  I grabbed the lube from the room and set it down by the large cushion in the living room.  I sat down just before he arrived.  I pulled him down into my lap.  I rubbed his thighs and kissed him.  I felt him put his hand over his dick.  I moved it and started rubbing his crotch.  “I’m shoving my cock up that tight ass of yours soon.”  I kissed him again.  “You’re gonna turn out to be such a good little bitch.”  He didn’t understand any of this, but I didn’t really care.  It was fun to say, and even a little hot since he couldn’t understand.

I pushed him off my lap.  I took his hands and put them on my shirt buttons.  “Take my clothes off,” I said slowly.  I moved his fingers so that they unbuttoned the first one.  He took over from there.  I stroked his smooth, brown skin as he removed my shirt.  Then I lowered his hands to my pants.  He reluctantly proceeded.   Once he had them undone, I pushed them and my boxers down past my hips.  Then I had him pull them off my legs.  He stared at my rock-hard cock as he removed my clothing.  “You like that big cock, don’t you?”  I said and smiled.  As he knelt down to pull them off my legs, I stood up.  When he got off his knees, I moved his head to my groin.  He opened his mouth and started sucking on my dick, looking up at me to make sure he was doing what I wanted.  I smiled again. “That’s right, boy.  Suck on that dick.  Get it ready for your pussy.”

When I was ready, I pushed him away.  I moved him to the cushion and lay him on his back.  I covered his body with mine and began kissing him again.  As I did I rubbed my dick against his satin skin.  After doing that for a bit, I moved back and motioned for him to roll over.  He shook his head no.  I grabbed his shoulder and lifted.  He resisted, and so I grabbed him firmly and flipped him over.  As soon as he was on his stomach, I pressed my body against his.  I smacked his ass hard and then grabbed a fistful of his black hair, yanking his head up to mine.  “Do what I say!” I said in Farsi.  I began rubbing my cock in his crack.  I kissed him on his cheek and then moved my face around him more to get my tongue in his mouth.

I couldn’t take it any longer, and so I released him and pushed myself up.  Sitting against his legs, I grabbed the lube and prepared my cock.  He looked back, and his eyes seemed damp as he watched me get my meat ready for his hole.  I put a bunch on my finger, and then stuck it in his hole making sure to get a lot of lube both outside and inside his tight entrance.  “Please, no,” he begged in his language.

“Yes, I said nodding my head.  I set the lube down and then guided my meat to his ass.  I pushed the tip in.  I saw his fingers squeeze the cushion as he expected more of my meat.  I slid more of my cock in as he cried out.  He squirmed under me, but my weight kept him from going anywhere.  This was so much hotter than I ever expected.  I fed him more of my long dick.  He yelled out again and tried to crawl forward.  Because of my position, I could see my white cock between his brown butt cheeks.  I rubbed his lower back as I moved myself forward.  

“Stop! Stop!” he cried out.

“Fuck no!” I said.  “You’re getting this big, fat, American cock, bitch!  All the way in your tight Arab ass.”   I shoved more in.  My whole body was on fire.  All I wanted to do was bury my meat in that boy pussy, but that would be torture, and I didn’t want to hurt him outright.  

Soon I was able to start moving my dick back and forth a bit, slowly humping his incredibly tight hole.  At this point I was kind of in doggy position over his recumbent form.  “You feel so fucking good, Aatif!  Shit!” I picked up speed a bit.  I was ready to get into him more, and so I plunged more of my stiff rod into him.  He yelped, and since I wasn’t on him anymore, he started to move forward.  I quickly grabbed his hair and held him in place.  “You ain’t going nowhere, bitch!” I leaned more of my body against him, which also pushed more of my dick in.  He cried out again, and I started humping him a little faster.

“Abba!” he cried out which meant Daddy!.

“I’m your Abba now!” I said, shoving more of my cock into him.  He yelled out again.  “Yes! Make noise, bitch!  That’s fuckin’ hot!”  I was fucking him faster, pushing my dick in more.  As I humped him, I knew I wanted my cock all the way inside.  I released his hair and moved my hands to his shoulders.  I kissed his back, his neck, and the side of his face.  “Here it comes, Aatif,” I said, and then gripping him firmly, I pushed with my hips and squeezed my ass cheeks, shoving my cock in the rest of the way.  As soon as my dick passed a bump, it slid in much more easily, although his ass put a death grip on my cock.  I still had a little way to go, and so once his butt relaxed a bit, I pushed the rest in, pressing my pelvis tight against his small ass.  He was moving beneath me and saying things I didn’t understand, although I knew some of it was a plea.

I kissed him gently on the cheek and tasted salt.  I looked and saw a couple of lines of wetness running down his cheek.  This felt way too good for me to stop, and the worst was over.  I guess.  I’ve never been fucked, but I imagine the hard part is getting used to a big cock.  “Shhh,” I said gently as I began slowly humping his ass.  “Damn you feel so good!  I don’t think I can give you up.”  I continued slowly fucking his hole as he relaxed more.

I wanted to fuck him harder, but I knew I had to get him used to my cock more.  I grabbed hold of him and moved us onto our sides.   I kept my dick lodged in his sweet hole.  I rubbed my hands over his lean belly and chest.  I rubbed his dick and found it was soft.  I played with it and his small balls.  Every so often I moved my dick back and forth a few times and then let it rest stretching his hole.

After a while I pulled out of him.  I pushed his chest so that he was once again on his back.  I kissed him on his neck and then tongue kissed him for a few moments.  “No more?” he asked hopefully.

I smiled and kissed him again.  “So much more, Aatif.”   I leaned back, grabbed his legs, and then folded them against his stomach.  With his ass staring at me, I guided my dick back inside it.  I watched my long dick disappear into his brown skin as I slid it in.  I pushed against his knees flattening his legs more so I could watch my cock bury inside his pussy.  I heard him moan.  I released his legs and leaned over him.  I began kissing him as I drove my cock into him deeply.  He moaned loudly in my mouth.   I stopped kissing him and moved my hands to the cushion by the sides of his head.  I watched his face as I picked up speed.  His eyes were closed and his mouth open.  

I slowed down and started doing deeper thrusts, pulling my cock backward and then shoving it back in all the way.  I watched his lips as the moans escaped his mouth as my cock rammed his hole.  “That big cock feels good in your tight ass, doesn’t it bitch!” I said picking up speed.  I started ramming him harder.  His small hands grabbed hold of my arms as his head rolled side to side.  I could tell my lust was getting the better of me, and I wanted to take this last longer.

I slowed down.  I slowly drew my dick back, held it there, and then I rammed it back in.  I held it firmly embedded in his ass, and then I repeated this several times.  I leaned down and wrapped my arms around him, adjusted my legs, and then I pulled him toward me as I sat back.  Moving carefully and unfolding my legs I was able to lay down on my back with him laying on top of me.  I rubbed his back before pushing his shoulders back so that he was sitting on my dick.  I moved my hips to continue fucking him.  A few moments later, I was guiding his body to move up and down, and soon he was riding my meat on his own.  As he fucked himself with my rod, he started going faster.  I could feel my orgasm beginning to build, and so I stopped him.

I moved him off me and pointed to the bedroom.  He walked toward our room as I got up from the couch.  He lay down on the bed resting his chest against the bed while his lower body was propped into the air by his knees.  I got down behind him and praised him in his language: “Good boy!”  I rubbed his ass cheeks and then slipped my hand between his legs.  I rubbed his cock and balls before guiding him onto his back.  I pushed his legs far apart.  He looked like a frog on its back as I moved my head between his brown thighs.  I sucked on his soft dick and felt it grow in my mouth.  I continued until he was rock hard, and then I moved over his body.  I pressed my dick against his small body as I caressed his cheek.  I stared into his dark eyes.  He looked so pure and innocent, which made me only want him more.  I slowly moved my lips to his and kissed him.  He opened his mouth in anticipation.  I sucked on his lower lip before moving my tongue into his mouth.  As we tongue kissed, I rubbed my dick against his and soon I felt his hand on my cock.  I kissed him more passionately.

I moved from his mouth to his neck.  I sucked on the skin there before moving to his chest and sucking on a nipple.  I was on all fours now and ready to fill his hole with my cock.  “Turn over,” I said softly.  He moved beneath me, rolling over.  Then I felt his ass raise up and push against me.  “You’ve learned,” I said entering him again.  He moaned, and I thrust my dick forward, sheathing it in his hot, tight hole.  He moaned louder, and I began humping him vigorously.  I rapidly picked up speed and soon my balls were tingling, and pressure was building in my cock.  I was ready for the release finally, and so I sped up even more, pounding his ass so hard his body moved back and forth against the bed as we collided, my balls bouncing against his beautiful ass.  I pounded into him harder.  His body couldn’t handle the crashing and slowly lowered to the bed until he was pressed against the bedding as I continued slamming my meat into his sweet hole.  I didn’t last much longer before my cock was exploding.  I smothered his small body with mine as my orgasm unleashed.  

As I relaxed, relishing the feeling of my climax, I became aware of the smells of food.  Good boy, Pasha, I thought.  Soon I realized how hungry I was, and so I pulled out of Aatif and headed into the kitchen.  After eating I collapsed on the living room cushion and fell asleep.  I only vaguely noticed another body join me later, and I wrapped my arm around its shoulders.  When I finally woke from my nap, I found Pasha curled up against me naked.  I kissed him softly and then extricated myself from being under him.  I relieved myself and then headed into the bedroom to get dressed.  Aatif was laying down, sleeping on the bed.

I lay down next to him.  He looked so angelic. I used my fingertips to stroke the soft skin of his chest.  He stirred, and I smiled at him and kissed him.  When I pulled away, he looked serious.  I moved back a bit more to try and figure out what his look said, and then I saw him roll onto his stomach and lift his butt into the air again.  I stroked his ass and said “Not right now.”  He looked at me unsure, and I pulled him to be against me.  My soft dick rested against his ass as we cuddled.  After a while I told him to join Pasha.

I got dressed to go back out, and when I grabbed my stuff from the living room I saw my two boys laying naked on the cushion.  I couldn’t resist and grabbed my camera and took several shots.  Who knew how much longer I had left here, and I wanted something to remind me of this moment.  When I had finished, I grabbed Aatif’s clothes and set them out for him.  He had earned them back, although I would miss seeing him running around naked.  I left the house reluctantly.

As darkness began setting in, I returned to the home.  Both boys were cooking.  I set my stuff down, and Aatif came over.  I gave him a kiss and patted his ass through his clothes.  He ran off to join Pasha while I took my boots and socks off.  I sat down at the table while the boys brought the food over and served me, then we all sat down and ate.  It was nice to see Aatif less sullen.  After we ate I lay down on the cushion while the boys cleaned up.  This was the life, I thought.  Aatif came and lay down next to me.  I smiled at him and kissed him.  He kissed me back which surprised and excited me.  Soon I felt his hand rubbing my crotch. “Aatif,” I breathed.  He sat up and his fingers rubbed my dick through my pants.  I reached down undid my pants, unzipped them, and then lowered my pants and boxers.  Aatif played with my dick, and then he moved his head down and began sucking on it.  I rubbed his head as my dick began swelling.

Aatif moved away from me and stood up.  I saw him removing his clothing, and I started stripping as well.  Pasha joined us, took one look at both of us, and quickly removed his clothes.  Both boys grabbed my pants and underwear and pulled them off me.  Pasha went between my legs and began sucking on my balls as Aatif went down on my cock.  That settled it, I thought.  I’m never going home!