Grandpa and the train station


I'm not gonna talk into this thing, Grampa. Yeah, I see the red light. But you said bad things about daddy.

Yes, you did. You said daddy was a missy skinflick. `n I don't know what that means but it doesn't sound nice and daddy wasn't a messy, missy nothing.

There. Now Grampa's laughin' at me. You can hear him, too. Well, if you're listenin' to this record thing Grampa says we're making that's gonna make us a lot of money.

"Okay, men. This is Joe talking now. Big Joe. My son, who went away about a year ago, is Little Joe. The little one who doesn't want to talk right now is Joey. He's five. My grandson. I guess I better give you some background.

"I was sixteen and dumb when I went on a date with Linda. I already knew I preferred boys and men. Hell, I'd been on my knees often enough sucking dick or on all fours with my asshole oozing and ready, to know what I wanted. But my mother said I had to go since my dad worked in the mill for her granddad and it wouldn't do to upset her. I didn't tell her Linda was just slumming `cause she was pissed at her fancy college boyfriend. She woulda been pissed even more if she knew I'd fucked him. Twice. Anyway, things were okay until Linda and her friends hauled out the booze they got from some speakeasy, we got drunk, and somehow I lost my girl virginity to Linda. Knocked her up, too. Little Joe was born the day of the Crash. Same day her old man jumped out of a window. Big window to go with his big office in the big building with the big money that made him so much better than the teenager slob who got his daughter pregnant. He didn't look so big I guess after he hit the sidewalk.

"The day after her father's funeral, she always called the snob bastard "father," like daddy or pop was too common or something, she comes to my house with Little Joe, tells me she doesn't want him or me and walks away. Never saw the bitch again. Never wanted to. Things were kinda rough for a while. Mom died. The mill closed. But we got by. Little Joe had to sleep with me, though, when we lost the house. That's when I learned I didn't like just older men. I liked little boys. Very little boys. Like my own. So by the time he was three, Joey's daddy was sucking my dick just like the pro his old man is. Fucked him on his fourth birthday.

"Took him to the YMCA when he was five to teach him how to swim. That's when I found out there were others out there just like me. Of course most of them were older, fuck, lots older. Christ, half the naked men at the Y wanted to sex Little Joe. I found out the hard way. Well, the hardon way. I told Little Joe to wait for me and just sit real quiet on the bench while I went to take a shit. Trouble is, when I got through with the dump and washed my hands this kid comes into the toilet. Not a young kid like Little Joe. Maybe eleven, twelve, but small, hairless. He comes up to us, there was this white-haired guy at the sinks next to me, and then just stands there looking at our dicks. I got hard, just like I did when Little Joe looked at my dick and the white-haired guy laughed. `Go for it,' he said. `The kid's a good fuck. Had him last week.' And then he left.

"Shit, I was twenty-one, not ninety one. I'm alone in a toilet with a young kid with a small hardon, maybe two, three inches, and the kid turns around and bends over, and his little hole is kinda puffy, and there's white stuff, fuck, there's cum, oozing out. I knew this had to be quick, but apparently kid-fucking was okay at the Y, but still, Little Joe was out in the changing room alone. On the other cock, my dick was hard and leaking.

"I grabbed the kid, pulled him into the nearest stall, got him up on the toilet seat, and told him to bend over, brace himself against the wall and kind of bend his legs. He was just the right height, and it sure the fuck wasn't his first time doing this. I dropped spit on my dick, nudged his little hole with the knob end and then shoved home. I guess he squealed, but I'd already put my hand over his mouth so just this `mmph, mmph, mmph' came out. A few hard and deep strokes and he was moaning and it wasn't pain. A couple more fast ones and when I let his mouth loose he was begging me to fuck him hard. So I did. Fuckin' turned on by fucking in the Y in a toilet stall, hoping that the kid's dad wouldn't just show up, hoping that if he did he'd been the one to turn the kid into a fuck toy. I'm not a fast cummer with my kid, but I sure the fuck was that day. But not so fast the kid didn't whip himself into a frenzy just from my meat goin' in and out of his hole. I came quick, came hard, and then yanked my meat out, lifted the kid up, turned him around, plunked him down on the toilet seat so he could empty if his guts if he wanted to, and then fed him my cock. He was kinda dazed but he did a good job of cleaning.

"I sorta strolled out of the toilet, trying to look like I wasn't a young dad with a still half-plumped-up prick who'd just fucked the cunt of some other daddy's precious boy. I don't think I fooled anybody. At least, not the men who liked other men or boys. You know, half the fucking men at the Y. I saw the white-haired guy in the hall. He just winked at me, and groped his meat. Fuck me if I didn't wink back.

"Then I got to the changing room, and instead of Little Joe sitting by himself, quietly waiting on the bench where I'd left him, there was nobody there. First I panicked and then I saw red. He couldn't have gone off by himself, he was naked, five, and he always obeyed me. So someone took him. And now that I'd got a quick education about what the Y was really all about I knew what had happened. Some motherfucker was using my boy's holes. I was gonna kill the bastard. That's when this guy walked around the corner from behind the row of lockers. He was looking down, wiping his half-soft dick off so he didn't look up at me when he glanced toward me. He musta just seen my dick, which was all the way hard for some reason, and said, `Nice dick, man. You lookin' for the kid?'

"I guess he took my grunt for a "yes," `cause he jerked a thumb over his shoulder. `Kid's in the showers. Great cocksucker, but I don't know if he can deep throat that dick the way he's done all the others. That's one fuckin' large piece of meat.'

"All the others? I'd only been gone long enough to shit and fuck one boy and my son was sucking all the fucking others? I grunted at the man who'd just molested my little boy and headed toward the showers, not quite understanding why I was so goddamned hard. I didn't just go charging in, though. I kinda peeked around the corner. Couldn't see Little Joe, though, not with all the men standing in a group, most with their backs to me, and the showers goin' so the room was kinda steamy. And there was a guy walkin' away from the group toward the entrance, so I ducked away, hoping he hadn't seen me.

"He had. I was standin' just out of sight, but he stopped by me, looked at my hard meat and looked up at me. Then he sorta whispered, `Man, you gotta try that kid in there. Shit can he suck dicks.' He shook his head and looked away like he was embarrassed. I guess he musta been.

"The guy's voice got kinda thoughtful and far away. `I've been coming here for years. Yeah, I knew about all the queer stuff goin' on. How the fuck you gonna avoid it unless you're blind? Didn't like the perverts hanging around and doing stuff in showers and the rooms. Watched my boys like a hawk when I brought them; made sure they were never alone with any of the faggots. And then I walk in the changing room and there's this little boy, sitting on a bench, bobbing his head up and down underneath this old man's belly. The kid was suckin' cock! Like one of those French postcards. And a couple more men standing around watching, jacking, like they're waiting a turn.

"`The guy getting' the blowjob says maybe we ought to take things in the shower, the others just nod, the kid jumps down and holds the old man's hand and they all head off to the showers. I'm so fuckin' hard I can't stand it and I just follow along. I mean, I never thought of kids doin' men. Not really. Yeah, I'd seen some guys trading blowjobs here, and once I walked by a room and I saw this guy getting his ass plowed by one guy while he was blowin' another one. But still, a kid. And one this small?'

"And all the time this guy is talking about what I guess he just did to my Little Joe, he's playing with my dick! Like he don't even know what he's doin'! `They make a circle around the kid and one of the men sees me and my hardon on and moves so I can join in. The kid is just moving around the circle, sucking on each guy in turn. When I squeeze in he's back to the old guy and he's holding the kid's head and fucking his mouth and the kid's loving it and then the guy is cumming. When he's done he turns the kid around and tells him to open his mouth so we can see what a good little cum slut the boy is.

"`Don't know why the kid picked me for next. He just walked over with his mouth full of the old man's cum, holding it all in and then he leaned over and slicked my dick up with the cum. Then he pulled off and I looked down at my slimy dick and his cummy lips and he asked if I wanted to fuck his face. Shit, I don't think the cops coulda stopped me. My first blowjob. >From a little boy who said he was five. I just held his head in place like the old guy did and fucked his mouth. His mouth and throat are tighter than my wife's pussy ever was, even on our wedding night. Fucked him hard and fast and he took it all and then drank down every fuckin' bit of my cum.'

"The guy shook his head again and let go of my dick. He was still lookin' kinda dazed. `What the fuck do I do now? How do I go home to my wife, and my boys, when I just mouth fucked a kid who's practically a baby?'

"I told him I had an idea. Asked him how old his boys were. Nine and thirteen. Asked him if he was afraid now that he'd had one boy he'd want to do the same stuff with his own. He didn't answer but it was still a "yes" in his eyes. So I told him I thought it was a real good idea. Shocked the shit outa him. Told him that after all, since he'd just mouth-fucked my little boy, it was only fair if he brought the nine-year-old to the Y so I could fuck his kid's mouth hole, and with the size of my dick, maybe he'd better learn on some daddy dick first.

"Fucker looked like he wanted to deck me but then he got this funny gleam in his eye and just walked away. Didn't see him the next time I went there, but a couple of months later I did. With his boys. Dead ringers for their dad. The thirteen year old was in a room pulling a train. The younger one was kneeling on a towel in the hallway outside the room sucking off whoever stopped by. Guess dad was grateful to me or something. He let me fuck `em both. It got kinda crowded in the hall with me fucking the boy right there, and all these men jackin' off over us. The older one, well, dad said he lost count after thirteen. Still, it's fuckin' hot to slide your dick into a cum slut's hole that's full of other men's still hot cum. At first he just laid there, but after a few really hard shoves up his ass he started coming to and whimpering and then moaning and by the time I was at full speed with all that cum spurting out of his teen cunt around my dick and onto my pubes he was practically screaming his `fuck me mister, fuck me mister!' right until we both came.

"Oops. Sorry. Lost track there. Anyway, that first day at the Y I used a half-angry, half-scared dad voice right outside the shower to ask if anyone had seen my little boy. Almost cracked me up to see the way they scattered when I walked into the shower room. All except the guy who was getting blown by Little Joe. And Little Joe just kept on sucking, although he did pull his mouth off the long thin dick long enough to grin at me and say, `Hi, daddy.'

"The guy asked me if I was really the kid's dad, especially since my big stiff dick was kinda hard to miss, and when I said I was he winked at me and told me I'd trained my boy well. Then he lunged deep in Little Joe's throat and came. Some of the men were too scared to stay and they'd pretty much hauled ass out of there when I called out. But four men hadn't. So Little Joe got to suck off eight strangers that day. Plus daddy, of course.

"When we were all out of cum, showered, and back in the changing room getting dressed, the man who didn't run away came up to me and quietly asked if I'd ever had my dick up my little boy's cunt. My grin told him the answer. So he told me that he didn't have any kids of his own, but he had an altar boy he could bring in to trade if I'd be interested. He was kind of apologetic that the boy was eight, but I told him that was okay. And it was. We met at the Y the next Sunday, I guess about an hour after mass. It was a real turn on to watch my boy getting fucked by another man for the first time, and a priest, too. Of course, the fact that I was dicking a young boy who obviously had never had a cock my size up his boy pussy before, from the way he was squealing when I first rammed home, was a big help, too.

"Anyway, things were great for me and Little Joe for a long time. But then he, well, he started growing up. Getting hairy like his dad, his balls dropping, his voice changing. So I figured maybe it was time I had a grandson to help raise. Except Little Joe wasn't interested. I mean, he was too big for his age after his first growth spurt, and too strong, for anyone to mess with him, but no one could mistake him for anything but queer as a three dollar bill. But by the time he was eighteen I still hadn't gotten him in bed with a girl.

"Until Mary Lou, Joey's mom. Still don't know why he finally agreed to lose his girl virginity with her, but he did. Like his dad, Little Joe needed to get liquored up before they got started. Fortunately, Mary Lou didn't mind that I was in the room with them, fucking my son hard so he could stay hard enough to fuck her. Not surprising. The friend who found Mary Lou for me also told me that she had a brother in his teens who liked getting fucked by the family German Shepherd, and a father and uncle who fucked any hole that was available any time they got horny.

"It took a couple of tries, but eventually she got pregnant and had Joey here. And that's where the `missy skinflick' thing comes in that Joey was talkin' about.

"See, Little Joe wouldn't let me do anything with Joey. It wasn't because Little Joe got religion, which he did, Catholic of all things, and I sure the fuck know he was surprised that the priest he chose to confess all his lifelong sins to turned out to be the priest who fucked him in the Y. No, it was because Little Joe turned real selfish. You know, like Scrooge in that movie that just came out, with that Sims guy. A miserly skinflint who just wanted Joey all to himself. Which he did for almost four years. Teaching his baby boy how to suck cock, just like I did for him. Finger fucking the toddler's cunt. And eventually fucking little Joey here.

"Only Little Joe got in trouble with the law, and I nearly bankrupted myself tryin' to keep him out of jail, with no fucking luck, and Mary Lou just disappears, so now it's just me and little Joey. With not a lot of money. So I figured a way we could make some. Maybe some big money.

"C'mon, Joey, now be a good boy and come back to the microphone. Yeah, that's right. I'm sorry, Joey, I didn't mean to say anything bad about your daddy. He loves you, but he's gonna be gone for a while so we have to help each other out. Now you can be a real big help to me and your daddy if you just talk in here, and tell the nice man with the machine the stuff we talked about. Go on, boy, tell him about Wednesday afternoon."

I guess since Grampa said he was sorry it's okay.

Wednesday is the day Grampa has his friends come over to visit us. I love daddy but he didn't have any friends I guess, `cause none of `em came to visit. But Grampa has lots `n lots of friends, and they like me, too. We get to play games. I like the game we played last Wednesday best. Five of Grampa's friends came to the apartment. I already knew three of them, but two were new and Grampa said they were all Grampas, too. Let's see, there was Grampa Nick, `n Grampa Sam, `n Grampa Jim, `n Grampa Izzy, that's short for `zeekul or somethin', `n oh yeah, Grampa Joe. I have two Grampa Joes, one real and one pretend.

My Grampa has me stand in the middle of the living room and he puts a blindfold on me. `n then the Grampas walk around and around me like we're playin' musical chairs, `n when Grampa says stop, they do. I can't see `em but I know what they're doing. They're pulling down their pants and their underwear around their ankles and sittin' down. One of `em in Grampa's big chair, and three of `em on the couch. It's kinda crowded with three men on the couch and their legs wide and knees touchin' but Grampa says they don't mind. Then the other two sit on the chairs Grampa brought in from the kitchen.

Then I get to turn `round `n `round `n round `til I get kinda dizzy. Grampa says that's so I don't know where anybody is. Next I start walkin' with my hands out while they whisper "hot" `n "cold" until I find one of the grampas. Their dickies are always hard when I find them. I kinda like suckin' a soft dick and makin' it get all stiff in my mouth, but Grampa says it's all my fault they're hard. On accounta because I'm naked with my own little stiffie, and my grampas like looking at naked little boys with hardons.

I found Grampa Nick first. He's my black grampa. He's got a big dickie, too. Bigger than Grampa's. I always know who he is `cause he's got a special smell around his balls and his hairs. I licked where his pee comes out `n said, "This is Grampa Nick!"

The other grampas `plauded me, `n Grampa Nick put his hands on my head and said, "You know what I want, little Joey?"

I giggled. `course I knew. "You wanna fuck my face?"

"Oh, yeah, baby boy," he said, `n then he pulled my mouth down on his cock. Grampa Nick is a real good face fucker. But see, when the grampas and the daddies and the others come over on Wednesday at lunch time, it's all over so fast. I like it when Grampa fucks my mouth pussy real slow and for a long time before he gives me his grampa juices. Grampa says I'm one of those sluts who likes a, a, leaderly? lizardy? Now you stop laughing, Grampa.

Grampa said to tell you I like a leisurely fuck. In both my holes.

So I just held onto Grampa Nick's knees while he moved my head up and down real fast `n then I could feel his dickie getting even fatter `n then he was shootin' out all his thick hot juice. I swallowed all of it, just like a good cum slut. When Nick let me pull my head up one of the new grampas said, "You sure weren't lyin', Joe. Your kid just swallowed all that cum."

Grampa Nick was in one of the kitchen chairs. I moved to my right `n there was another kitchen chair. It was one of the new grampas. I kinda tripped on his feet but he caught me and moved me between his legs. Then he started feelin' me up. New grampas and daddies did that a lot. They also sounded, worried or somethin', afraid, maybe. `least `til I gave `em a good suck.

"Can't believe I'm doin' this, Joe. The guys would kill me. Yeah, it's one thing to get a quick blowjob from you on the site, or that nelly faggot from the store across the street. But shit, man, face fuckin' a little boy? Your grandson? With all these guys watchin'? No way. Sorry, Joe, I can't."

Grampa snickered. So did I. Lotsa new grampas `n daddies said like that. I reached out my hand. Yep. His dick was all hard and sticky wet. `n real close to my mouth `cause he was half out of the chair like he was gonna stand up and pull up his pants and leave. So I just held onto his dick and sucked him into my mouth. He froze.

Grampa says a man thinks with his dick. I guess this grampa's dick was telling him if he sat down he'd pull out of my mouth, `cause he sorta braced himself on my shoulders and stood up. I kept my mouth on his dickie. He was all smelly and his balls were kinda sweaty. I liked his smell. He smelled like some of the daddies that Grampa said worked down the road where they were building some big old place. Guess grampas worked there too.

He just held onto my face real soft life and held me steady and started pumping my mouth cunt. I like playing with a man's balls while he's fucking my mouth hole. This grampa had big balls. I wiggled one hand between his legs. Oh, wow, he had a really hairy ass, `n his butthole was way deep inside his butt cheeks. Grampa likes me playing with his asshole when I'm sucking him. This grampa did, too. `specially when I shoved two fingers up inside his smelly hole. "Oh Christ, Joe, your kid's got fingers up my ass. Never had, oh jesus fuck I'm cummin'!"

`n he did. Real good. He kinda dropped back in the chair when he was done.

Grampa was next. My real grampa. He was in his chair, and he pulled me over in front of him. He lifted my right hand, sniffed my fingers and then sucked them in.

"Jesus, Joe," my new grampa said. "You're one fuckin' pervert, y'know. Your boy's fingers been up inside my dirty ass and you're suckin' him off?"

Grampa licked one more time, took my fingers out of his mouth. "Sure am, Sam. Just like my fuckin' foreman, who just got through mouth fuckin' my grandson. And you're gonna be back for more, too."

Grampa Sam laughed, kinda shaky, `n said he would.

Grampa always said that the grampas and daddies and the football player from the high school really got off on watching a grampa get a blowjob from his tiny grandson, so that's why he fucked my little mouth, too, on Wednesdays. Even though Grampa gets off on watchin'. But the Wednesday guys don't have a lot of time, so Grampa was just as fast as the others. `cept when he was close he stood up, and had me open up real wide, and then he rested the knob end of his dick on my tongue and spurted and spurted until my mouth was full. I got to show off my mouthful of Grampa cum to the other grampas and then swallowed it all.

Grampa Jim was next. I could tell `cause his dick was so small. The first time he came over he almost left, for real, `cause he didn't want the other men to see how little his dickie is. But Grampa told him that I liked a nice small dick, too, just like Grampa did. They made real nice mouthfuls, and sometimes, like with Grampa Jim, you can get their dickies and their balls in your mouth at the same time. `sides, Grampa Jim has the sweetest cum there is, and he really makes a lot of it.

Grampa Joe, the pretend grampa, was in the middle on the couch. I could tell him, too. Grampa says boy sluts need to know who they're sucking even if they can't see, `nless the dick is new. This Grampa Joe has a bear dick, I told him the first time I sucked him. Just right. This Grampa Joe likes to talk to me while I'm blowin' him. Real dirty stuff. I like dirty talk. He came real hard and fast.

So the last grampa on the couch was Grampa Izzy. I wished I could see his dick. He didn't have any skin on it, but it was thick, and all these ropy kinda things runnin' up and down it. He was almost as long as Grampa and really, really, really sticky wet with his juices. He pushed on the back of my head and I leaned over and swallowed him all the way down, into my throat.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh, Joseph, you were right. I have missed this." He held my head in place while I breathed slow around his meat and felt more juice oozing out of his slit. "Is he a true slut like his father, Joseph? Can he be fucked hard?"

Wow. This kindly old man with the soft hands and the soft voice was talkin' about a hard fuck. `n he used to fuck my daddy, too!

"Go ahead, rabbi. He likes it rough, too, just like his daddy."

Grampa Izzy was my first rabbi. I sucked off the Baptist minister a few times before he moved away. And Father Alan likes to have me come to the church and suck him off in the confessional. Grampa Izzy was the best of all.

Grampa, don't be mad, but Grampa Izzy fucks rough better'n you or daddy. He talked to me, too, but well, it was even dirtier with his voice so soft. Callin' me all sorts of filthy names, tellin' me what a whore I was for taking money for letting him fuck my face, how he wanted to be around when my boy cunt got used to pull a train. I just started driftin' off or somethin' the harder he fucked my mouth, `n the way he was holding my head so tight. `n just when his dickie swelled up so big I thought I was gonna choke, I started cumming! I'd never cum before while suckin' somebody. `n then he's cummin' too, `n I'm twisting and turning and whining around his cock `n shiverin' `n he's just holdin' my head tight and pumpin' my tummy full of really really hot cum.

When he was all done he kinda yanked his dick out of my mouth. I was still holdin' onto his knees real good `cause I don't think I coulda stood up by myself. He tilted my head up to look at him and said in this soft, mean voice, "You are a filthy little boy slut. A dirty cum whore who has no use except for having holes for men to dump their cum in. That is precisely what you are, aren't you, little Joey?"

I just said real quiet, "yessir."

His voice changed when he wiped away a tear from my face with his thumb. "So if you're going to be a filthy cum slut for men to use, men like all of us and your Grampa, then you're going to be the best boy whore ever, aren't you, Joey?" `n then he kissed me real gentle and used his tongue to get some of the cum, mostly his, that was still in my mouth.

I went `n sat on Grampa's chair while my grampas pulled up their pants real quick, and fixed themselves up so they didn't look like they just got through sexing a very little boy. They were always in a hurry to leave when they were done. Grampa let them out the door, and each one handed him a five dollar bill as he left.

Grampa, is that enough about Wednesdays?

Grampa is nodding, so I guess it is. Now I'm s'posed to tell ya about, about, oh yeah, about Grampa and the train station last Friday.

I like to go there. Sometimes we just watch the trains and the people. Grampa says the trains are takin' people everywhere. Some of `em just take people to work and back again. And some trains are goin' all over the country. And on every train there's at least one man who likes little boys like me. `n sometimes lotsa men.

Every time we go, Grampa takes me to a special toilet place. We have to walk really far to get there, `n sometimes Grampa carries me. Sometimes it's empty and we wait around for a while to see if of the grampas and daddies show up. If they don't Grampa helps me practice. He says if I wanna be a really good boy slut I gotta practice my sucking every chance I get.

Last time, I got lots of practice. We went early Friday morning. Real early. I was kinda sleepy `cause it was still dark outside when Grampa made me get up. Then he made me clean myself real good.

There were lots of men in the special toilet on Friday morning. There were four men standin' real close together at the place where you piss. I could tell they weren't pissin' `cause I could see their arms moving and `sides I didn't hear any piss. There were two men by the sinks, and another one was looking through the crack at the edge of the door in the middle toilet stall. All three doors were closed. I like the smell of toilet places. Grampa says they smell like shit, piss, cum, and dis, dis, disfecting something. He likes the smell, too. He always breathes real deep when we go in one, and we both did that time.

One of the men with his back to us at the piss place looked over his shoulder and then grinned real big at Grampa and me. It was Grampa Nick! "Hey, look who's here!" he said, kinda loud. He sorta shoved with his shoulders and turned around. Yep. He wasn't pissin'. His big ol' black dick was too hard. He was the only one with his dick out of his pants, though, at least that I could see.

This guy behind me says, "Christ, man! This here's just a little kid, put that thing away."

Grampa Nick just shook his head and shook his dick at me. "No need," he said, kinda loud again. "The kid here likes cock."

Wow. It got really quiet all of a sudden.

"Wh...what?" the guy behind me said.

"Yeah, just ask his Grampa Joe here."

Two of the other guys at the piss place turned around. The really old guy with the white hair and the skinny dick asked Grampa if that was true. Grampa said it was and then said his little grandson really needed a toilet. That was a fib. Grampa says lying is bad, but fibs are okay if you're gonna make somebody feel good. I didn't have to pee or poo, `cause I went before we left home. But I knew what Grampa really wanted so I didn't say anything.

Grampa went to the middle stall. I like that one best. He tapped on it and asked if his grandson could use the toilet. The guy inside asked if there really was a kid out there. Grampa smiled at me and said "Show him."

So I got on my hands and knees and kinda half crawled under the door. There were two men in there! That was the first time I saw that. I was lookin' up at this man with his back to the door. His pants were on the floor and the man sittin' on the toilet was holding his butt cheeks and sucking his dick. The standing guy looked real funny, all wide-eyed and his mouth was open. He kinda shifted so that the guy on the toilet could see, too. He was funny. He had his mouth full of the man's big cock and his eyes got all wide. Guess he hadn't seen a lot of five year old boys on their knees half way under a toilet stall door. He twisted around, leaned way over even though his dick was still in the man's mouth and unlocked the door. I kept my head down and it swung open.

I stood up and moved closer. I put my hand on his naked ass and put the other on his cock right where it went into the man's mouth. "You've got a nice dickie, mister. Can I suck it?"

I guess I shouldn't have asked. He just sorta shouted out somethin' about oh Christ oh fuck and then shoved his dickie real hard in the man's face. I could tell he was cumming hard. Guess he didn't want me to suck him. When he was done he pulled out of the man's mouth and leaned back against the wall. I looked at the other man. His dick was standing up real straight between his legs. I asked if I could suck *his* dickie and he just nodded, so I rested my hands on his knees, leaned over and sniffed real good. He smelled all sweaty and dirty and sorta cummy. I love that smell too. So I just swallowed him down like daddy and Grampa taught me.

He musta been real horny too. Grampa said sometimes men getting sucked off by pretty little boys like me have a hairy something, uh, something about a horse. Oh yeah, Roy Rogers' horse. Musta been a really hairy one, I guess. I just got my mouth up to his knob and started to play with his pee hole with my tongue and he grabs my head and pulls me down real hard, kinda squashing my face in his belly and getting his dick in my throat and then he's giving me lots `n lots `n lots of real hot cum. I like it. It's all slimy and gooey and smelly.

When he was done I tried to clean him, but he just said, "Enough, kid, enough" and pushed my head away. Grampa says sometimes I do such a good job on a man's dickie that he just can't take any more. Well, not until the next time. I `member Grampa telling me about daddy sucking dick in the shower when he was my age so I turned around and opened my mouth so all the men who were watching could see what a good cum slut I was. Then I swallowed. His cum was kinda bitter, but it still tasted good. I guess all cum tastes good. The men liked that. I could tell.

Then Grampa asked them about me using the toilet and they kinda scrambled to get their pants up and squeeze past me `n Grampa. I like these toilets. Grampa says a queer musta designed them, `cause the stall doors stay open unless you shut `em, and the big holes in the wall that I get to suck dick through are just right even if the door is open.

Grampa left it open so the men could watch. He never did that before. I liked the men looking at me. He sat down on the toilet and had me stand between his knees facing the men. He pointed at the man in the middle, down on one knee so others could see, I guess. "You want to help him get undressed?"

I `spose the men thought I had to pee or poo when Grampa said about me usin' the toilet so they kinda gasped. But the grey haired man just dropped to both knees and scooted in to me. I held onto Grampa's knees while the man lifted my right foot, rested it on his leg, untied my shoe, took it off, took my sock off and then rubbed my foot. He did the same with my left foot. Grampa pulled my tee-shirt out of my pants, I raised my arms and he tugged it over my head. He dropped it on the toilet floor. He says it doesn't matter if a boy slut's clothes get dirty.

The man's hands were kinda shakin' when he undid my belt, unbuttoned my jeans and then tugged them down to the floor. He just stared at my hard little dickie and licked his lips. I held onto Grampa's legs as the man lifted my feet up again and pulled my pants all the way off. Grampa took the jeans and dropped them behind the toilet. Then he stood up. I stepped forward so I was standing between the kneeling man's legs. Grampa told him it was okay to play with me if he wanted to.

He did. He rubbed his hands all over me. Played with my titties. Squeezed my dickie and my balls. Ran his hand between my legs and rubbed his finger over my boy cunt. He stopped and said real surprised, "The kid is lubed!"

"All the better to fuck him with," Grampa said as he dropped his trousers to the floor. His big Grampa dick stood straight out.

"Holy shit! You're gonna put the fucker up inside the kid's butt?"

"Damn right. But I gotta get slicked up a bit first, myself. You want to help out?" Grampa moved his dick past my head, right up to the guy's face.

He pulled his head back. "Hey, man, I don't...."

"Guess you don't," said Grampa. "Probably means some other guy here will be okay with sucking my dick to get it wet so he can play with my little grandson." Everyone said something like "fuck, yeah" and the guy gave in real quick. He wasn't real good. I'm a better dicksucker than him. But he slurped and slobbered all over Grampa's cock and got it pretty wet.

Grampa sat down again with his legs spread real wide. He picked me up and laid me on my back on his chest and belly, holding my legs up high and spreading them real wide too. Grampa told the guy he wanted him to hold Grampa's dick in place right against my boy cunt, but first he thought the guy oughta get his own dick out so he could enjoy the fun, too.

The man was in a real hurry to do what Grampa said. He unzipped and pulled his dickie and balls out of his fly, without even getting off his knees. His hands were shaking again, too, when he grabbed hold of Grampa's big fat dick, and he moaned when Grampa wiggled me into place so that his wide piss slit was nudged up against my hole. Grampa told the guy to lean a bit to his left so the others could see, and he did.

Then Grampa started to push me down real slow while the man held onto Grampa's dick. I tried to relax but Grampa's dick is real big and so he pushed harder and his dickie just popped inside. I squealed kinda loud but Grampa says that's okay when a little boy's cunt gets cock head inside it. `n I didn't even get soft. Grampa says only really good boy sluts stay hard when they first get a dick in their cunts.

I'm a really good boy slut.

Grampa says so. See. Oh. Well you can't see, but Grampa's nodding right now. And he's playing with his dickie. It's leaking. Okay, okay, Grampa, I'll go on.

The man is playing with my little dickie `n Grampa asks him if he wants to do the, the, oh, yeah, the honors. Thanks, Grampa. The man says yes and then he takes hold of my legs right under my knees and asks Grampa if I like it slow or fast. I tell the man I like it fast.

I do. Really. It hurts, `specially with a dickie as big as my Grampa's. But it's a good kinda hurt and it makes me yell real loud. Grampa likes it when a boy yells when he's getting his little pussy filled hard `n fast with a man's big ol' dick.

The man did it harder than Grampa ever did. It hurt. A lot. But Grampa said that was the best boy pussy yell he'd ever heard. `n he asked all the men if it made their dicks hard to hear a little boy slut yell like that, n' they all said "yeah" or somethin' `n that made me feel good. Grampa said I was the best little boy cunt ever, too, on accounta my dickie was still hard. Grampa moved me up and down a little and that made me feel good. I like Grampa's dick movin' around in my boy pussy. The man helped too. He put his left hand on Grampa's knee, and leaned over and started sucking my dickie, and playin' with Grampa's balls, and licking his tongue all around my ass lips `n all over Grampa's dickie.

Then Grampa said to all the men, "Okay, gentlemen, my grandson is open for business." He lifted a hand off my tit and waved at the two big glorious holes in the wall `n said, "Two holes. No waiting. Well, at least not long once Joey here has those pussy lips around your dick."

The men who were watchin' through the holes stood up `n all of a sudden there were two dickies for me. One wasn't very long but it was real fat. The other one was real thin. I kinda laughed and Grampa asked me what was so funny. I pointed to the thin dickie `n said, "That's Jack Sprat's dickie, Grampa."

The men all laughed, and Grampa said, "Well, Mrs. Sprat doesn't have a dickie. I guess that's her daddy's." I nodded and then sat up which made Grampa's dickie feel real good way up inside me, and leaned over and sucked on the fat dick. He was lots wider than Grampa, but Grampa said I had a real special talent that not many little boy cum sluts had. I could sorta wiggle my jaw and then I could open it real wide. So that's what I did.

The fat dick guy sucked in air real loud `n said, "Holy Christ, the kid's got my whole cock in his mouth."

I didn't say nothin' `cause my mouth was full of dick, but I looked up `n saw the man's fingers were holdin' tight on the top of the wall. Grampa says if a man's holding tight on the wall he's really enjoying what's going on with his dick.

I put my hands on the wall and Grampa held me steady with one hand while he played with the thin dick. Fat dick musta liked my sucking, `cause he came real fast. Not a whole lot, but okay. Weird. His cum kinda tasted like coffee. He pulled out `n I shifted around and went down on thin dick. I was just getting' started when this man says, "Well, well, well, your honor."

The man sucking my dickie stopped real sudden and lifted his head and looked over his shoulder. He got all funny kinda white. "D...Davis."

The man standing in the open door wasn't very good looking. Dressed in a fancy suit, but his face was kinda round and white and he had a belly. "Y'know, judge, you've fucked me over in the courtroom lots of times, so I guess this is payback."

He squatted down, dropped to one knee and then reached both arms around the judge on the floor and started undoing his belt. He was quick `n rough, `n then he unzipped the judge's pants and yanked them back over his butt and down to his knees so the judge's naked butt was showing. The judge tried to move, but it musta been kinda hard with his pants holdin' his knees together, `n bein' down on all fours `n stuff. "Davis, I swear to God, I'll...."

"What, judge?" the man said as he unzipped his own pants and hauled out this mean lookin' fat dick, nice `n hard. Grampa's right. It doesn't matter what his face is like, just what his dickie is like. "Who you gonna tell that you were down on your pedo knees in a dirty toilet suckin' a little kid's dick when the mean old lawyer fucked your virgin ass? It is virgin, isn't it, judge? Christ I hope you haven't had dick up your hole before."

The lawyer dropped spit on his dickie, made the judge put his legs together, got up close, used his right hand to hold his dickie in place and kinda nudge it inside a little. The judge groaned, `n then the lawyer put his hands on the judge's shoulders and shoved real real hard.

Wow! I guess the judge is a great man slut. He let out this really big howl, and all the men laughed.

"Damn, guys, either this hole was virgin a second ago or it's so well trained you think it's virgin cunt."

He moved his hips back and forth a couple of times and the judge moaned loud again, his breath real hot on my dickie and my balls. "Hey, granddad, you think your little one will mind suckin' off a dick that's put a load up this manhole here? I'm gonna have a second load just for the boy, if that's okay."

I could feel Grampa's dick twitching inside of me. He said it was okay, and then told me to start sucking Jack Sprat's dick again. So I did.

That was really fun. Grampa was fuckin' me kinda gentle, I was suckin' this thin dick, the judge was slobberin' all over my dickie and slurpin' my cunt hole and Grampa's dick, `n Grampa was playin' with the new dick through the hole, and this lawyer was fuckin' the judge really hard. Then the lawyer shouted somethin' about cummin' up a judge's cunt and the man I was sucking musta liked that `cause he started shooting in my mouth.

The lawyer pulled his dick out of the judge's hole and stood up. He was still hard `n his dickie was all slimy and a big drop of cum was on his pee hole. He was kinda pantin'. "Fuck. Can't believe I just emptied my balls in a fuckin' judge's ass and I'm still ready to go." He scooped the cum onto his finger. He looked at Grampa with a kind of beggin' look on his face.

Grampa said with this kinda smile in his voice, "Why don't you suck the nice man, Joey? Get all that nasty judge slime off his big hard dick?"

"Oh, yes! Grampa," I said.

The lawyer lifted his leg over the judge's back so he was kinda backed up to the wall. It was gettin' real full of people in the stall. But I leaned over and started sucking him good. I like butt slime too. Grampa said, "Any of you gotten fucked over by a judge? Or a lawyer?" He kinda snickered at that. "There's a judge cunt on the floor, freshly fucked, lubed with lawyer cum. You can use him, or use little Joey's mouth, or if you've got enough cum, both." The men all laughed.

So I sucked off the lawyer, who gave me a really good cum. And then I sucked three more dicks through the glorious holes, `n a couple more men fucked the judge. One of `em stayed hard like the lawyer, who kinda squeezed out after cumming down my throat, and the second guy gave me an okay load.

Then this big black dick comes through the hole. Grampa Nick! I was just leaning over to suck on him when some guy says, "Damn, will you look at that nigger's dick!"

It sure got real quiet. Grampa Nick is real big, not just in his dick, so I guess that's why the men just kept their mouths shut. But Grampa Nick just laughed and said, "Yeah, big nigger dick, the kind you white pussies wish you had and the kind you keep begging me to shove up your white man cunts. Now it's gonna sex a tiny little white boy and you're gonna go out of your fuckin' minds jackin' off while I do it."

Grampa reached up stroke Nick's fat leaking dick. Then he said with a smiley voice, "Nick, how'd you like to shove that nigger dick in Joey's ass? Big man cock sliding through a glory hole into a little boy's tight cunt."

"Fuckin' hell," said Grampa Nick. I knew that meant "yes."

Grampa told the judge to just stay where he was, and then he shoved hard in and out of my little cunt a couple of times `n then lifted me up `n off his meat. My hole always feels so empty when Grampa leaves it. He stood me up on his left thigh and bent me over so Grampa Nick's really fat knob was pressed up against my pussy hole. Then he kinda scooted so he was half on the toilet, with his leg up against the wall and then real gentle he moved my pussy toward the wall. Grampa Nick just slid right in. He felt soooo good. Then Grampa Nick started to fuck me.

Grampa, can Grampa Nick fuck me again? I liked his dickie in my hole. Oh goody. Grampa is nodding again. Okay, okay, Grampa, I'll tell them the rest.

I clamped my ass walls down tight around Grampa Nick, just like daddy and Grampa taught me. I tried to keep `em that way, but he was just fucking me real steady `n it felt so good `n I got all tingly and I couldn't help myself. I started shaking and cumming real hard `n then I passed out. `cause I woke up all limp and slumped over, but Grampa was holding me up still and Grampa Nick just kept right on fucking me. The judge was sucking off Grampa and another man was fucking the judge who musta been enjoying it this time the way he was moaning around Grampa's dick. And Grampa Nick just kept on fucking me, but when Grampa said "Hey, Nick, get your ass movin', we got trains to catch," all the men laughed and Grampa Nick started fucking me real hard. I came again, screamin' and shoutin' and that made Grampa Nick slam his dickie up inside my hole real hard and I could feel lots `n lots `n lots of his hot stuff in my cunt. I guess that's when the man fucking the judge came, too.

We were all real quiet. Tired, I guess. Grampa pulled the judge's mouth off of Grampa's dick. The judge looked kinda funny. His eyes were like he wasn't really seein' anything. Grampa asked him if he'd cum yet and the judge just shook his head. I was kinda sittin' in Grampa's arms and he got this real wicked smile.

I like Grampa's wicked smiles. They mean I'm gonna have fun. `n I did.

He told the men to move back and give him room, he was coming out of the toilet stall, and they shouldn't put their cocks away just yet. Even some of the limp dicks, the guys who fucked the judge and fucked my mouth started twitching.

We looked funny getting' out of the stall, didn't we, Grampa?

Can you hear Grampa laughing? I like Grampa's laugh.

Anyway, we musta looked funny `cause the men were sorta chuckling. When the judge stood up he couldn't stand real still and his pants dropped down to the floor, so he did this funny walk out of the stall. Grampa did the same thing, only making it kinda fun. Two men with these funny walks `n a naked little boy. Grampa told the men to clear a space and then he had the judge get on all fours again on the floor. Grampa got down in front of him and the judge just started sucking on Grampa without Grampa saying anything at all. Guess the judge liked sucking dickies after all.

Grampa told me to get behind the judge and asked me if I wanted to play with the judge's hole.

I like playing with a man's butt. Only most of the time I don't get to `cause by the time they're through fucking one of my cunt holes they're not interested any more. I got on my knees and felt up his hole. It was slimy and greasy with all the cum up there and it was leaking out and dropping down over his balls. I put two fingers on the bottom of his hole and rubbed it, but, well, it was kinda like when you put a finger at one of the glorious holes to let the guy know you wanna suck his dick? He was just kinda wide open. Then I got this idea. If a man's big dick could go up another man's butt, maybe he'd like having a kid's hand inside?

I kinda rubbed my hand all around the judge's hole getting it kinda slimy `n slicked up, and made a fist and pushed it at him, but nothin' really happened. Then a man's hand reached out from behind my and pulled my right hand back. I looked over my shoulder. It was the lawyer who fucked the judge first. I looked down. His pants were all messy but he was hard and leaking again.

"Here, kid. This is the way you get in." He showed my how to make my fingers all pointy with my thumb tucked up, and then he held my wrist and leaned over me as he put my fingers back at the judge's hole.

"Now, you know how it feels when a man's dick is pushin' at your boy pussy waitin' to get in your hole?" I nodded. "Well, this is just the same. So what you do is just ease them in a little, yeah, like that, kid. Now when you're gettin' fucked, what happens next?"

"The man shoves until his knob is inside."

"Okay, so do it." `n I did. `course he helped a little and my whole hand went inside and the judge's ass lips just clamped down real tight. He kinda yelped and struggled like he was gonna try to move, but Grampa had his dick way down the judge's throat and he was holding tight on his shoulders.

Wow. A man's cunt is really hot and tight. Just like all the men say mine is.

"Now, real carefully, make a fist inside of his cunt."

Double wow. This was great.

"Now move your arm up inside him real slow, until you feel a kind of bump or lump."

Oh, yeah. There it was. `n the judge jumped and moaned when my fist moved over it.

"Next thing is, you move your fist and your arm back and forth inside his hole."

So I did. It felt really, really good. I guess the judge thought so with the way he started moaning around Grampa's meat. I liked it when men fucked me fast. I wondered if the judge would, too. So I started moving my arm faster. I heard one of the men kinda whisper, almost like he was prayin', "Hoooooooly shit, the kid's fist fucking the judge."

Fist fucking. That sounded good. Now I knew what I was doing. But the more I fisted the judge the more his asshole relaxed, just like mine does, and I was pretty soon half way to my elbow, and then all the way to my elbow. I *like* fist fucking.

Grampa, can I fist fuck you?

Grampa just gave this big sigh then. Did you hear it? He said "maybe." Sometimes when Grampa says "maybe" he means, what is it you like to say, Grampa, oh yeah, he means "like when fucking hell freezes fucking over." But this was one of his good "maybes." The kind that really means yes. Oh wow. I get to fist fuck Grampa, I get to fist fuck Grampa, I get to

Sorry, Grampa. I forgot. I'll finish telling the men what happened.

I was pretty much just watching my arm go in and out of the judge's man cunt, but I still kinda saw all the men standing around us playing with their dicks, and Grampa face fucking the judge kinda hard, and then the lawyer says, "Sir, can I *please" fuck little Joey?"

Jeez. I didn't think lawyers begged. But he sure was. Grampa just laughed `n said if it was okay with me it was okay with him.

Well, yeah, like I'm gonna say no to a dick in my boy pussy.

He whispered to me, if he could shove it in hard `cause he was so horny `n I whispered back he could. So he did. But Grampa Nick had me loosened up so I didn't scream very loud.

Friday was one of the bestest times ever, Grampa. The lawyer was bent over me, holding me around the waist with one hand, the other one on the floor while he shoved his hard hard dickie inside my wet little hole, `n he coached me on how to fist the judge, `n when to do it hard and when to do it slow, `n how men who were being fisted liked to have the fist pulled all the way out so their holes were big `n gaping open and then punched back in again, real hard. `n then he told me to keep on doing that `n keep on fisting the judge's sloppy man cunt faster, while the lawyer was fucking me `n Grampa was fucking the judge's face.

`n all of a sudden the judge starts this screaming kind of "MMPH! MMPH!" around Grampa's dick, and the bump thingie inside him swells up and then I can feel him pumping cum out of his dickie, `n my own bump does something `cause I start screaming and twisting around and the lawyer shouts out he's coming and Grampa starts cumming down the judge's throat. And then there's all this moaning and grunting and gasping and all the men are shooting cum all over us.

When everybody was done it got real quiet again. `n then Grampa pulled his dick out of the judge's mouth, and I pulled my fist out of his ass, and the lawyer pulled his soft dick out of my bottom hole. Grampa says that sometimes men get all `barrassed after bein' bare-assed with a little boy. That's the way they were all lookin'. Nobody was lookin' at anybody else while they looked around for coats `n hats `n clothes `n stuff.

Then Grampa said so everyone could hear, "Well, men, looks like we missed our trains. Think we better call in and say we're all cummed out? Or maybe just sick?" The men kinda laughed and all that funny feeling in the air went away.

The lawyer and the judge were the last ones in the toilet, `sides Grampa and me. The judge was a real mess. Cum all over his suit, dirt, cum in his hair. The lawyer said, "Tell you what, you keep your mouth shut, and so will I."

The judge gave him a funny little smile. "I think I'd prefer our mouths open. Around each other's cocks. Maybe at the same time?"

The lawyer looked like one of the cartoons where the cat gets hit on the head with a hammer and he gets this goofy look on his face. He groped his dickie. "Shit, judge...."

"Harry. You just fucked my, my cunt and helped a toddler fist me, so I think that makes us on a first name basis. At least here. Right, Ben?"

"Uh, yeah, uh, Harry. As for the 69, shit, I've cum four times already and I'm hard again. Where, when?"

As they walked out the door, I heard the judge say, "It looks like you're pretty good with kids. How do you think you'd be with *my* grandson? He's nine."

Grampa laughed, took me back in the stall, found my messy clothes and put them back on me. When we left the toilet there was this policeman outside. He had a big bulge in his pants, and said that Grampa really owed him one. So Grampa told me to unbutton him and give him one of my best blowjobs. He sorta stuttered `cause we were out in the hall with all the lights, but he shut up once I swallowed his dickie. I like cop dickies. He tasted good, too, but just like the Wednesday grampas and daddies he came real fast. But lots of it.

Then Grampa took me home. So that is the story of Wednesday and Friday.

Did I do good, Grampa?

"Big Joe here again. That grunt you just heard was Joey sliding down on my hard meat. Yeah, Joey, you did real good. Now fuck Grampa's dick for a bit while I let the men know what's going on here.

"Now, one of Joey's daddies from Wednesdays works for a record company. So we're gonna start making records of little Joey's stories, like this one. Long-playing records. That way men like us can hear little Joey right in the privacy of our own living rooms and jack off to little boy fucks whenever we want. Hey, it's 1950, so we're gonna use the latest technology. And then there's this queer I know, well, hell, he has to be queer since he's doing a woman's job as a secretary, he's gonna transcribe Joey's stories and then we're gonna get `em printed up for sale so if your wife is likely to hear if you play Joey's LP, well, you can always read quietly and beat your meat that way. And this artist is going to make some drawings and tell Joey's stories that way so we can sell those. Can't wait to see the drawings of little Joey with a lawyer's dick up his ass and his own tiny fist fucking a judge's cunt.

"Aw shit, listening to Joey tell the stories has got me too fuckin' worked up. Oh fuck, oh shit gonna cum up my baby boy's hole, uh, the, the number to call for all this is on the record label, oh Christ my little boy has such a hot tight cunt. Hear him squealin'? Joey's cumming for you guys, clampin' hard around my cock, oh fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck, I'm gonna CUM

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