He let me s*** his cute little c*** while we watched a scary movie. I always let him stay up late, it’s one of the reasons he likes me so much. He got stiff watching the s** scene, I could see him twitching in his pyjama pants, while the jock fucked the bimbo with the fake b****.

“Do you like this kind of stuff?”

He shook his head no
*it’s so gross”

“I don’t know, I think it looks like fun.”

I looked down at his little bulge, and back at him. He shifted awkwardly, trying to hide the sudden tightness, but he knew I saw his involuntary reaction.

“It’s okay. It’s totally natural and normal. I don’t mind at all. I think it’s kinda hot, really”

I shrugged the last bit off, but his eyes widened. The girl in the movie was getting mercilessly pounded at this point. All you could really see was t*** and the jock thrusting away. I assumed they would both be dead shortly.

I looked back at Billy’s bulge.
It twitched and stiffered as the s*** on TV moaned. I wondered how appropriate the film was for an 11 year old, but he was obviously enjoying himself.

… and so was I.

I looked back up at him. He had been watching me, watching him. I wondered if the jumps in his flannel pyjama bottoms were deliberate. Maybe for my amusement? Was he old enough to have that much control over his sweet little c***?

His breathing was changing, it was all happening very fast. He put his palm over his d***, almost like a plea for it to stop, to be quiet, for his preteen erection to just go away.

I put my hand over his hand and looked over to him.

“Its okay, I promise. It’s okay to feel like this.”

He called down a bit, and nervously smiled while he moved his hand to the side. I slipped his pyjamas pants down, and let his sweet hairless balls, and stiff kid erection spring out. The poor guy was dribbling enough clear precum to drown in.

His hands dug in to the couch cushion, and I slowly took him in my mouth, his sticky c*** tasted sweet, fresh, and clean. I lowered my lips around him, until those incredibly tight balls sat against my cheek. So soft. So smooth.

He gasped.

I had barely begun to touch him, when his hairless, adorable nuts shot straight down my throat, with force enough to make me gulp like a baby at the breast. His shocked gasp was my only warning.

He quivered in my mouth.
Jumped. Shot. Hardened. Then softened.

I swallowed the last little dribbles, before softly pulling his p**** out of my mouth and looking up at him. His poor cheeks were red, his embarrassment was palpable.

“You’re such a good boy”, I said, as I licked my lips.

He smiled shyly and tucked his now almost infantile p**** away.

“Thanks. That was um incredible. You won’t tell my Mom will you?’

“Our little secret, buddy”

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