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Tiny Tots 01: Declan’s Little Problem
Story codes: M/M/b(5), ped, dad/son incest, mast, oral, rim, anal.
Synopsis: 5-year-old Declan is having a little problem keeping his hands
off the very hard lump in his big boy underwear. After daddy is called in
for a conference with his kindergarten teacher, drastic action is required.
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While having an extremely sexualized 5-year-old little boy running
around the house in his snug butt-hugging cartoon briefs certainly has its
advantages, it sometimes seemed that my son’s hands had become permanently
attached to the very hard baby-boner that constantly tented the tiny
things. When we were home alone, or even in the company of appreciative
spectators, this wasn’t a problem (or at least one that couldn’t be taken
care of by allowing him to bust out some kiddie-cums).
However, his habit of holding and rubbing his kid-junk in public had
also become somewhat of a spectacle. Not that Declan is the first little
guy in the world to learn that things feel pretty good down there, but it
was becoming a bit embarrassing. Hearing my little sexed-up tyke exclaim,
“I can’t help it, daddy, it’s really, really hard AGAIN!” should be a good
thing. After all, Declan had used his words to communicate his needs like
a big boy, so he should be rewarded, don’t you think? However, as the
little guy seems to be tenting his Underoos a lot these days, I sometimes
have to tell the little guy to hold off on getting his good tickles.
Sure, I had spoken to him about it and, only when it was bordering on
becoming near public-masturbation, had even resorted to “slapping” his
little hand away from his insatiable toddler-tool, but I really hated doing
that. I did not want him to begin thinking that there was anything wrong
with a little boy getting his fucking pleasure. After all, a cock is a
cock, be it a tyke’s tiny dry-cumming tickle-tingle tool or a grown man’s
oversized sperm dumping monster dong, and the damn things do seem to make
the world go around.
After his kindergarten teacher, Mr. Stanson, called me in for a
conference, I realized that more drastic action was required. He was
actually very nice about it, going out of his way to tell me about how many
of “the cute little ones” had a habit of “holding on to their naughty
parts” throughout the school day . He even admitted to having seen his
share of “very hard little boy boners” over the years. As thoughts of an
immediate career change into early childhood education ran though my head,
he pulled out a business card and handed it to me.
TINY TOTS Where little boys with special needs come!
A website address and a private password were imprinted underneath.
“Declan really needs a lot of individual attention you know,” he said in
a suddenly serious tone as he rose from his seat to my now wide-open eyes.
The teacher had an obscene bulge in his tight white athletic pants that
could not be mistaken for anything other than a huge fucking monster-cock.
Even the outline of his big dick-head was imprinted through the thin
material. This was no accidental exposure. He wanted me to know that he
had a huge adult-cock and, I presumed, paraded it around the classroom to
the shock and awe of the innocent little kids in has care!
“He gets along fine with the other boys, but he really craves the
attention that only an adult can give him. Just today, during recess,
while all the other boys were outside playing, he just wanted to stay in
with me and sit on my lap while I graded some papers.”
Sitting on his lap? Alone at recess? On that huge adult-cock bulge?
“I knew he needed more, you know, some one on one time, so I tried to
give him everything that he needed, but as always, 15-minutes wasn’t enough
for him. He needs a lot more, Mr. Brown, a whole lot more. I know that
you’ve seen it at home. He is a growing and curious boy. He needs more
than I can give him at school, more than you can give him at home.”
Was I hearing right? Had he just told me that he had molested my son
and knew that I was doing the same thing to him at home? That Declan
needed to go to a special school where he got more…?
“Mr. Brown, I am going to be very blunt here,” the big-dicked
kindergarten teacher continued, “Declan not only loves you, his daddy, but
also that huge slab of fuck-meat you’re packing there.”
Looking down at my own crotch, I realized that any attempt to hide the
huge kiddie-fucker that was now tenting against the thinly layered material
of my tight dress pants would be in vain. Instead, I made a conscience
decision to ignore my instinctual modesty. We were not two naive little
school boys, but fully grown men with most obvious erections.
“He’ll always love the cock that not only gave him life, but so much
pleasure from his earliest memories, but let me ask you Mr. Brown, if you
had the opportunity to pleasure one of the little boys you see up all on
that wall, would you turn it down?”
Looking up at the bulletin board showing all of Declan’s sexy playmates,
I had to admit that I could easily visualize any or all of the hot little
tots hanging off my throbbing adult-cock. There’s just something about
sexing up with an innocent little kindergartener that really gets me off.
“Well, I do find little boys uh, hmmm, you know…”
“Well, yeah, they are very cute at this age.”
“Indeed they are, Mr. Brown, and as you know, not all of them are lucky
enough to be sexed up on the power and pleasures of the cock, but those
Mr. Stanson grabbed the throbbing fucking monstrosity hanging down his
right leg and outlined the nasty prick through his athletic pants.
“…know exactly what they like,” I finished for him.
“Exactly, Mr. Brown, they learn that they love sucking big hard
daddy-dongs and drinking lots and lots of creamy spermies, especially when
they associate it with getting their real good feelings. I can only
imagine how many baby-gasms little Declan has enjoyed thanks to you, his
“He really is so sexy when he gets his dry-cums, so cute, so serious, so
determined, wanting to do it again and again.”
“Fuck yeah, started way young myself so I know how totally addicting the
feeling can be for a little boy. Back to my point, Mr. Brown, just like
you would jump at the opportunity to bust one out in any of these sweet
little kindergarteners, can you blame Declan for turning down a big hard
adult-cock that he knows will give him sexy boy-pleasures?”
“Well, I suppose not, seems a bit unnatural to ask him to limit
“Don’t be upset with Declan coming to me, he is just exploring his
world, Mr. Brown and I’m pretty sure that I’m the only staff member that
has noticed his, uh, eagerness to do so. However, a trained-eye is going
to notice his, well, maturity in knowing about certain things.”
“I know what you are trying to say, Mr. Stanson, I’ve noticed the same
thing outside of school. I guess I was in denial of just how obvious…”
“He’s a very gifted boy, Mr. Brown. I only refer the very best kids to
Tiny Tots. Please check out their website and make an appointment. For
your sake. For Declan’s sake. I guarantee that it will be the best thing
to ever happen to both of you and, well, it beats the alternative where
things get really out of hand with his, uh, curiosity. You really don’t
need that kind of attention, a single dad and all.”
Handing me an unmarked DVD, the teacher asked that I give Declan the
opportunity to tell me all about his day at school before I watched it. In
a state of shock, but yet strangely calm, I thanked him for his concern and
assured him that I would do whatever was necessary to assure that my
sexed-up son’s “special needs” were met.
As I pumped my thick eight-inch cock in and out of Declan’s tight but
experienced 5-year-old asshole, I couldn’t get the image of him sitting on
his teacher’s nasty oversized baby-fucker out of my head. What else had my
little kindergarten sex-pervert done with the huge immoral thing in Mr.
Normally, I sexed on my son in a more loving and passionate way, but not
tonight. As I arrived home, he ran to greet me as normal. I dismissed the
babysitter, locked the door, picked him up, carried him to his room, pushed
him face down onto his twin-bed, ripped his very snug-fitting size 4 Lego
Star Wars Funpals from his very tiny bottom, greased up my hard cock, and
fucked it deep inside his tight underaged baby-cunt.
“So, (one inch) did you enjoy (two inches) sitting on the big thing
(three inches) in your teacher pants today, Declan (four inches)? Huh, did
that feel good (five inches), pressed up against (six inches) your little
baby-butt (seven inches)?” I grunted as I added the eighth and final inch
of my throbbing toddler-fucker before totally bottoming out against the
tiny globes of his Speedo outlined fuck-me mounds.
“Huh, you like that? Do you like the big adult-cock the teacher has in
I pushed deep into his well-trained kiddie-cunt in an unsuccessful
attempt to enter undiscovered territory. I had been fucking and filling
his insatiable baby-butt with my incestuous cock and cum since his first
day in big boy underwear, so yes, I knew that doing so was highly unlikely.
Down the hatch or straight up the butt, Declan’s little tummy was very well
acquainted with the hot creamy seed that came from his dad’s hairy balls.
“Yes, daddy, I couldn’t help it. He has such a big wee-wee and, well. I
wanted to see it.”
See it? Just as I suspected.
“Mr. Stanson always has a big lump in his pants, daddy. Whenever it
was my turn to sit on his lap, it felt good and squishy, but then big and
hard. I couldn’t help but bounce on it!”
His turn? I fucking knew it. Declan was not the only little TODDLER
being sexually MOLESTED in that fucking KINDERGARTEN!
“So how long has this been going on?” I asked as I slowly kept pumping
my daddy-dong in and out of my son’s slutty asshole.
“As long as I can remember, daddy. His lump always gets real big after
the parents leave every morning. He goes in his office and then comes out
with it all big.”
Being an experienced exhibitionist myself, I was pretty sure that Mr.
Stanson used that time to release the nasty thing from the confines of his
underwear. From the nasty view presented to my own eyes, I wouldn’t be at
all surprised to learn that the kindergarten sex-educator wore a thick cock
ring around the fucking thing. Did the perverted show-off have no shame?
“Declan, did he try to fuck your boy-cunt or actually…?”
“Oh, no daddy! He said that my bottom was the property of my daddy
until I got permission to take other daddy-cocks.”
Well, perhaps Mr. Stanson had a little more respect for other people’s
children than I initially presumed. Or, maybe this wasn’t a noble gesture
at all. Perhaps, he simply realized that sending freshly fucked little
toddlers home from kindergarten while leaking loads of adult-sperm into
their cartoon Underoos might raise some red flags with some overly
protective parents. Regardless, while my parental mind was somehow
relieved, the hard little boy-fucker that was pumping in and out of my
son’s tiny asshole deflated ever so slightly as it also became a tad less
“So did he make you suck his big teacher-cock?”
“No, silly! He didn’t make me suck his thing. I wanted to suck his
Pedo-cock? This was new vocabulary for my son. I had never used the
term around him as I wasn’t really sure that it was appropriate vocabulary
for a kindergartener.
I’m pretty sure Declan felt my dick twitch up his butt.
“So you sucked the teacher’s cock? His big hard adult-cock? His big
hard adult PEDO-COCK?”
“Yeah, daddy, it was nearly as big as yours and shot lots and lots of
Sweet Jesus. The thought of my cute and sexy little fuck buddy hanging
off another grown man’s throbbing boy-loving pervert dick, drinking his
nasty fucking pedo-cum had turned the my kiddie-fucker into a steel power
tool that quickly filled with evil lust the I had not felt in years.
“Oh, holy shit, Declan, daddy is going to blow his nasty fucking
daddy-wad deep inside your little tummy right the fuck… NOW!”
As I drained my cum-filled nuts up my 5-year-old’s little baby-butt, I
somehow knew that soon there would be loads and loads of non-incestuous
pedo-sperm swimming around in his toddler-tummy. My little boy was
becoming a big kid now and needed to explore a world filled with big horny
cocks into sexing and molesting curious little boys!
After dinner, Declan and I sat down to watch the DVD. At my request, he
had changed into some of his old 2/3T Power Ranger undies. The ultra-tiny
things from his early days of being a big kid were totally skin tight and
the thin white cotton was nearly tearing away from the red waistband. A
black and silver emblem on the pouch hugged his kindergarten cock while the
Red Ranger was emblazoned against his tiny cotton covered toddler-globes.
As I watched his tiny bottom wiggle around as he fetched the remote
control for his dad, my sex-addicted fuck-weapon was already starting to
tent the old jock-strap that I had thrown on before preparing dinner. When
it came to doing hot little boy-sex, I had been living the life of a
horned-out eighteen year-old for several years now. I was a total fucking
Declan jumped up on my lap and took his seat on my cock-bulge as I
pressed the play button. A large chair came into view and soon after that,
a man sat down. The hidden camera had been discreetly installed under a
desk. It was a bit dark until the man reached underneath a flipped a
switch at which time the quality improved dramatically. The perv had even
installed a light knowing that this would remove any shadows.
The view was of the anonymous man was from his chest down to his knees.
Of course the crotch area was at the center of the screen. The white
athletic pants removed any doubt of the real identity of the subject.
The man stuck his right hand down his pants and readjusted things. Now,
an obvious dick-lump was protruding down the right leg. Just as I
suspected, the pervert had removed his immoral dong from the confines of
his underwear so that that only a single layer of very thin material now
constrained the fucking monster. The perv was now rubbing his nasty prick
up and down as it grew and grew and grew. The obscene display made it
crystal fucking clear why the teacher limited his “showings” to a targeted
A t-shirt and pair of basketball shorts appeared that I immediately
recognized as belonging to my son. While Declan did not jump up and sit on
Mr. Stanson’s lap, he leaned up against his wide-open legs, placing his
little bottom of the huge fucking snake that could not have been more
obvious. Within seconds he began rubbing his little ass all around the
teacher’s perverted sex-offender in a most curious manner. Declan’s own
prominent kiddie-boner now forming in his tiny shorts making it clear that
this was a little tyke that liked the feeling of a very big and very hard
adult-cock pressed all up against his baby-butt!
“God damn, Declan!” I grunted as I pushed my jock-strapped cock against
his fucking cunt while also reaching around to masturbate his hard little
wee-wee through his toddler-sized Funpals. Again, feeling nastier than
normal, I informed him, that only a very naughty kindergarten boy would
spend recess playing sex-games with his teacher.
As I continued to grind into my son’s tiny ass, I saw that Mr. Stanson
slowly moved his hands from my kid’s waist, to his tummy, and down to his
little 5-year-old boy-boner. After finding its stiff little prize, a very
large finger rubbed around and around my son’s tiny helmet as his equally
sensitive bottom continued to bounce around on the man’s third leg. The
adult-finger was bigger than the little boy-dick it was sexing up for
“Holy shit, popping a little fucking baby-boner getting molested by your
kindergarten teacher. What kind of nasty little baby-slut gets a stiffy
playing with the big nasty thing in his teacher’s pants? You just love
seeing a grown man’s big adult-cock, don’t you boy?”
As I picked him up off my lap and spun his around, I placed him down on
the floor in front of me and growled, “Nasty little kindergarten perverts
like to lick their daddy’s asshole!” as I spread my legs wide.
Looking back at the screen just in time to see a pair of little boy
basket ball shorts being slowly pulled down, but not yet feeling a tiny
tongue going to work, I repeated, “I said, kindergarten children who like
getting molested by their teacher also like to lick their daddy’s fucking
As I watched my son’s face disappear against my ass and felt the first
hesitant licks, I looked at him on the screen, now feeling the huge adult
teacher cock pressing directly up against his cartoon boy-briefs, I checked
out the tent of his sexed-up stiffy that had, in its own childish way,
taken control of his little mind and tiny body in demanding more of its
boyish pleasures. The little guy knew how awesome doing adult-sex acts
could be and wanted more of it! Once a boy had learned about the pleasures
of the cock, both his and others, there really was no going back. It would
be like letting a kid have a scoop of ice-cream and then announcing that he
would have to wait ten or fifteen years to have some more.
The seated teacher turned my standing boy around, grabbed his tiny
globes, and pushed him in a dry-humping manner against his crotch and cock.
Soon enough, my child was on his knees as the horny teacher pulled down his
athletic pants showing the 8″ monster sticking out the fly of his tight
white briefs. Declan began licking up and down on it like a fucking
lollipop as he used his way undersized toddler-hands to hold on to the
thick base of a big cock not meant for the little bottom, innocent eyes,
and now tiny tongue of such a little boy.
“Holy fuck, Declan, look at you licking that huge fucking teacher cock
‘cuz it makes your little stiffy rock fucking hard. You fucking love it,
don’t you? You can’t get enough of that big cum-dripping daddy-cock! God
damn, Declan, this is some nasty fucking shit, a little 5-year-old licking
his teacher’s boned-up baby-fucker during recess!”
At that, my junior butt-licker removed his tiny tongue from my fatherly
shit-hole and turned around just in time to see himself now holding the
fucking monster straight up like a flag pole as his lips slowly went around
the sloppy purple dick-head. As we both watched the nasty spectacle, he
managed to get about half of the oversized adult-cock into his little
underaged mouth. My son had four thick inches of another man’s pedo-sexing
prick filling his puffy cheeks!
At that, I stood him up and manged to remove his unbelievably tiny
doll-sized Power Rangers Funpals, perhaps sexual memories from a more
innocent time when he was just beginning to learn all about the
mind-blowing pleasures of super secret little boy naughty games, and
stuffed his “I’m a big boy now” underwear into his cock-sucking
toddler-mouth. Picking him up, I seated his tiny bottom on the couch so
that his 2″ stiffy was pointing up at his smooth tummy and began licking
his little pinky-boner up and down just as he was doing to the perverted
pedo-prick on the big screen.
After working on his cute little boy-tool, including the tiny
marble-sized balls held tight below the throbbing thing, I engulfed the
entire package into my adult-mouth with ease. Now, not only could my
toddler-junk sucking mouth suction all of my son’s private no-no parts, but
I could also work on his proud little helmet with my roving tongue.
Wanting him to bust out as many of his powerful boy-cums before the video
ended, I wasted no time in working a finger into his tiny asshole and all
up against his little prostate.
“Umph! Umph! Umph!” Declan grunted through the tiny cotton briefs that
filled his mouth as I totally sucked, suctioned, and licked both inches of
his kiddie-dick, “Umph! Umph! Umph!”
As I felt him begin to push back more and more as his little body began
to arch, I released his kindergarten-cock from my mouth and said, “That’s
right, Declan, feels so good, huh? Fucking hell yeah, little dude, getting
your hot little baby-boner sexually serviced by your hot pedo-dad while you
watch yourself sucking the tasty boy-milk right out of your teacher’s hairy
balls! Do it, Declan, do it now. Get your fucking baby-cum!”
Getting back to work on my kid’s stiffy, it took only a few moments
before he once again began pushing back. As his little butt left the couch
cushion, my hyper-orgasmic 5-year-old boy was literally trying to fuck my
face with his tiny 2″ erection.
“Umph! Umph! Umph!”
I felt his throbbing boy-tool begin jumping around in my mouth as it did
its “best feeling ever” dance of total fucking delight.
“Umph! Umph! Umph!”
Looking up at his innocent baby-face contorting in the cute little “so
serious” expression he makes while busting out his hot kiddie-gasms, I
sucked out every imaginary drop of boy-sperm from his tight baby-balls as I
felt each and every spasm rock his tiny cock and little body.
Knowing he could most easily get his awesome toddler-tickles again and
again within only a few minutes, I slowed down just long enough for him to
catch his breath before going right back to work on his insatiable
“Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Umph! Umph! Umph! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!
Umph! Umph! Umph!”
Before the short video ended, my hot little 5-year-old tickle-tingle
sex-addict had experienced more pleasure from his little wee-wee than most
sperm-shooters would enjoy in an entire week.
After his fifth dry-cum, I pulled the Red Power Ranger out of his mouth,
dumped a thick load of daddy-spunk onto the tiny place meant only for a
little boy’s private parts, and placed the freshly spermed toddler things
back into his little mouth.
Patting his blond mop of hair and then leaning down to kiss his left
cheek, I said, “Daddy is checking into a very special school where you can
get all the naughty boy-sex you obviously need. Doesn’t that sound like
Looking up at me, Declan’s innocent blue-eyes might have suggested
otherwise, but his ever-hard baby-boner indicated that he liked the idea.
I’m not sure that I could have said it any better myself.
Preview of Chapter 2:
The public area of the Tiny Tots website looked typical enough, but once
I entered the private password, I nearly shot a load into my briefs. The
banner, which had included the pictures of several innocent enough looking
little boys was replaced by a new one, showing the same kids in their tiny
form-fitting undies. Two of the tots were leaning forward, hands on the
floor, pushing their colorful cotton covered butts up into the air. The
sexy little tykes had nice round bubble-butts that really called out to my
hard cock. The slightly older boys, all gazing down at the tiny, nearly 3D
“fuck-me!” globes, all appeared to have hard wood tenting their superhero
As I looked over the site, stroking a daddy-cock that had already had
it’s share of sweet kiddie-sex for one night, I was shocked at picture
after picture of innocent looking little kids showing off in various super
sexy boy-gear. One of the kids was packing a nice boy-lump in his sexy
Thomas (The Train) and Friends ones and was just too fucking hot for words.
I had no trouble imagining both my baby-licker and baby-fucker investing a
considerable amount of time buried in his very squishy little mounds. I
was helpless to resist the urge to stroke myself off to my third cum of the
night as I gazed upon the erotic view of his tiny boy treasures while
visualizing the super sexy toddler busting out his endless dry-cums as my
throbbing dong hit his little prostate again and again.
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