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## 9 Niall Part 3

Date: Tue, 19 Dec 2017 10:53:06 +1100
From: Taylor Foxx <taylor.foxx.author@gmail.com>
Subject: My Son's Friends - Niall Part 3

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Niall Part 3 - Elijah's Turn

It's funny, the act of popping a boy cherry is really very simple and
straightforward. A man (me in this case) put his cock in the untouched
butthole of a boy (in this case, Niall).

And yet, in my experience, boys are like snowflakes when it comes to giving
up their v-card. No two boys react to cock up their ass the same. There are
billions and billions of complex reactions boys can have. Everything from
screaming to giggling, trying to get away from cock to trying to slam down
on it, wailing out for it to stop, begging for you to go deeper.

By this point, I'd already fucked my way through at least a dozen of my
son's friends. I'd been the first for each of them, and usually I
approached the task with confidence, knowing I could give it to them in a
way that they would come to love.

But with Niall, I was more nervous than I'd ever been before. It felt like
my first time too. As I oozed precum onto his smooth little hole, I could
almost feel my heart pounding with my pulsating cock. I was so scared that
I would rip him open, ruin him with my dick.

Which is why I told Riley that I would count out the hits, so that Niall
got just the right amount of poppers to get through this.

"Ok buddy?"

Riley looked nervous as hell too, and the chatty kid couldn't even mutter
an ok. He just nodded his head once, then slowly uncapped the bottle.

"What's gonna happen?" Niall asked. Poor thing.

"Shhhh, sh sh sh," I said. "Just smell this little treat your big brother
has for you. Now, Riley."

Riley was far from the smartest boy in my son's groups of friends, but when
it came to poppers, he clearly knew what he was doing. Despite his long
face, the boy deftly put a finger up against one of Niall's little
nostrils, then pressed the brown, freshly shaken bottle of poppers up
against his other nostril.

I heard the little boy begin to inhale, and I began to count.

"One...two...three.."

Niall's eyes started to fade, and his mouth fell open. "Cheater," someone
muttered in the back of the room. I ignored whoever it was and leaned
forward, pressing my full hand over his mouth. He had no choice but to
inhale an enormous hit of poppers.

"Four...five... Now switch nostrile.s'

Riley obeyed silently, but as he moved, I heard Niall exhale quickly, his
breath shallow. The look in his big puppy eyes was faraway now, and I knew
he was getting to where I needed him to be.

Still, I counted him off to 10. I'm a bit OCD like that. Riley seemed to
know that was the number I was aiming for too, and he silently pulled the
bottle away and capped it.

Riley looked down into his brother's eyes. "You ok, Niall?" he whispered.

"I...wha?" Niall said.The boy had a small vocabulary as it was - it wasn't
surprising that such a big hit of poppers (when he didn't know what was
coming AT ALL) would have wiped out his ability to speak.

But that was ok. I didn't need him to speak.

Now, I know that you would imagine the group of men there that night to be
rough and rowdy as they watched me rip Niall's innocence out through his
ass. But it was quite the contrary - it felt like you could hear a pin
drop. It was almost silent, except for some heavy breathing and the
occasional sound of someone huffing from the bottle as it was passed
around.

I knew I didn't have long before the poppes started to wear off. It was
time. I reached for the lube we'd brought int and squirted a generous
helping onto my cock. Then I spat on my own dick for good measure. Then,
with my heart in my throat, I pressed forward.

"Fuuuuuck," I groan as the first half of my head forces its way inside
Niall's untouched sphincter. I know I say this every time I pop a cherry,
but this is honestly the tightest ass I've ever had the pleasure of
impaling with my oversized cock.

I'm absolutely mesermized by the appearance of what's below me. The big,
red, flared helmet of my is in two worlds at once. The tip of it, the part
that's oozing precum, is now lodged inside an impossibly small hole. The
rest of my cock is still out in the cold world, hovering above those ugly
kiddy sheets. And there's one very small part of my cock, the thickest
part, actually (I've got a big head - what can I say) is actually being
pinched by the ring of Niall's popped pussy.

It would be cruel, really, to leave just this bit of me in him, seeing that
it's the thickest part. So after a few seconds, I push forward again, and
POP - in goes the entire fat head of my dick. Bliss.



At least for me. At that moment, I had to rip my eyes from the gorgeous
scene below me to look at what was happening to Niall. I felt all of the
other men in the room crowd around, and even heard a couple of them
laughing at the sight.

Apparently, the head of my cock was enough to pull Niall out of the initial
shock of having his butt hole invaded by a dick. It was kind of common -
boys go completely silent just at the shock of it all. This usually
happened with boys who had NO IDEA what sex was, thus their level of shock
was so much greater. Niall definitely fit into that category.

But taking all four inches or so of my cock head proved to be overwhelming
for his other sense, and Niall began to trash and scream--a high-pitched,
pathetic little scream that woudl have gotten him beat up on the
playground. Now it was just getting him beat up by cock in his brother's
bed.

"Stop!" Riley rudely called, watching in horror as his brother's head
thrashed around in his lap. "It's too much! Give him a sec!"

It was heartwarming, really, to see a big brother stick up for his little
bro like that. Really it was. But it was still a retarded comment that only
a bottom bitch like Riley could make.

"Aw...c'mon Riley," I said, shouting a bit over Riley's screaming. "You
know I can't do that." And to prove my point, a gave a short mini-thrust of
my hips, shoving another inch or two of myself into the kid.

"Give him another fuckin' hit," I heard Elijah say behind me.

"Yeah, another hit will help that little fag out," Jax agreed.

"Another hit! Another hit!" Soon all of the guys were chanting it. The loud
sound of the men's voices in chorus seemed to echo in the small room,
making it almost hypnotic.

I examined the two boys in front of me. I could tell I was losing both of
them. I was losing Niall to pain - he was still screaming (though I could
no longer hear him thanks to the chant). And I was losing Riley to
shock. Not cock shock, but shock at what was happening, where his night had
gone - and maybe a bit of surprise at the man I really was. I was no longer
his cuddly, every-cumming sex toy. I was now his brother's rapist.

I didn't mind that I was losing Niall, but I wanted Riley here. I knew
pretty soon some of the other men were going to need attention, and I also
found it fucking hot that he was watching all this go down. So I reached
forward and grabbed Riley by the chin, forcing him to look me in the eye.

"Riley, listen to me. I want you to give him another hit. And I want you to
make it long and deep. Longer and deeper than you ever would yourself."

"But-" Riley started to protest, but a quick and somewhat hard slap across
the face got him back on track.

"You need to popper him up good, Riley, because I'm about 30 seconds away
from going to town on him. And you know what that's like."

That seemed to work on him. I watch him mouth the words sorry to his little
brother, but then the cap was off and that little brown bottle was stuffed
back in the little boy's nose.

 In 10 seconds, his eyes were beginning to flutter.

In 15 seconds, his head rolled back and Riley switched nostrils.

In 20 seconds, I saw his legs relax behind his head, and his tense muscles
slacken a bit.

It was just around the 30 second mark (I'm pretty good at timing these
things) that I finally felt it. Ever so slightly, I felt Riley's spasming,
stressed-out pooper relax a bit around me. And I knew he was ready.

"Awwwww, fuuuuuk YEE-UH!" I grunted out as I pushed forward. The men
abruptly stopped their chanting and let out a cheer worthy of a touchdown
during the superbowl.

It was pretty hard for me to focus on anything but the intense feeling on
my cock as I made myself at home deep in Niall's bowels. I had a good half
of me in him before I hit his first barrier, so I stopped there and began
to thrust, knowing that that first barrier is better beaten down slowly
than burst through.

Niall's screams had died down, thankfully, and were now replaced by little
puppy yelp-grunts every time I thrust forward, pressing hard against his
barrier. I knew he was still struggling with the pain - his spasming
sphincter squeezing me as I thrust was enough to know that. But the poppers
had had the intended effect - Niall was checking out.

He wasn't completely gone, though. I waited until it sounded his yelps had
a solid and steady rhythm, and then I broke that rhythm with one hard
thrust.

"POP goes the pussy!" I grunted out, which got a laugh out of my new
friends.

But even the sound of all that adult laughter couldn't drown out Niall's
renewed screams as he experienced a world of sensation that I couldn't
imagine.

I had a good two thirds of my dong in the kid now, and I was starting to go
light-headed. I was already up against that stubborn second wall, tapping
at it with my cock head while Niall coped with his first barrier being torn
down.

I didn't want to totally lose myself just yet though - not until I got that
second barrier down. I knew I had to get it down now, because I didn't
trust any of the other men in the room to do it without killing the kid.

It meant I would need to have a second go, later, after a bit of a
break. Because I knew for a fact that the best method, hands down, to get
through a kid's second wall is to blast through with a load of jizz.

As if Riley knew what I was thinking (maybe he did - I'd used this same
strategy on him with great results), I heard him coo to his brother, "Hold
on now, Niall. Remember, it's just like going to the dentist."

Awww, seeing hm try to console his brother was heartwarming. Though that
was a total lie. A boy his age going to the dentist for a cavity check was
normal. Allowing a man to fuck you in the wee hours of the morning on your
bed was definitely not normal behaviour.

I watched as Riley moved the poppers bottle back to his brother's
nose. That's actually what pushed me over - watching Riley popper up his
little brother without me even telling him to.

"Oh fuck, ok...guys... I'm gonna break it fully now. Every quiet. Listen."

Everyone fell quiet, except, of course, the little boy on the end of my
dick. So with my final thought before I unleashed my goo into his bowels, I
reached forward and roughly shoved four of my fingers in his open mouth,
silencing his wails.

"Here you go, Niall. Your first load ever. You're welcome baby. I'm gonna
knock you up right...UGH....NOW!"

As I unleashed my first spray of seed, I pressed forward with all my might.

POP POP POP SQUIIIIISH.

Another cheer from the men around me, who all knew what was happening
inside Niall. I wonder if Niall had any idea, by that point, that I was
cumming up his cunt. Did he know enough about sex, now, to understand that
we are all doing this to him just so we can nut? Or is he still in the dark
about the whole thing.

To be honest, who cares? I was nutting in the kid, screaming language I
would never use in front of my own son, while I gave him 14 healthy squirts
of my baby batter deep inside him.

I could tell his ass and chute were still trying to figure out what the
fuck was going on. The boy was milking my orgasm out something fierce as
his boy tried to deal with the invasion.

With a final shout of, "TAKE IT, PUSSY BITCH!" I gave him my last squirt,
and immediately fell backwards, unceremonisouly ripping my cock out of him
in one yank.

Niall let out a final scream, then lay there panting, legs still folded and
held down by Riley, as the men gathered round to see what had become of
that little dime-sized button we'd all tasted just 30 minutes ago.

Well, it certainly wasn't as pretty as it had been, but I'd definitely seen
worse. His hole was wet and a bit swollen and redder, but it wasn't even
gaping at this point, which is why I was happy to see only one tiny dot of
cum that managed to escape hid body.

I quickly tucked that bit of sperm back where it was meant to be with my
thumb, then gave Niall a hearty slap on the ass. I could feel the guilt
starting to settle in, but all I had to do was look down at that pretty
little butt hole. I knew I had to see it get destroyed by every cock in the
room, so what good was feeling guilty? It had to happen, so it would.

"All right, boys. Who's next?" I said, hopping off the bed.

"Can..can he have a break?" Riley asked. "That was his first."

I looked down at Riley, who was gently stroking his little brother's
tear-streaked face.

"No, sweetie," I said. "A break will only give him time to come back from
wherever he is. It will be easier on him if we just keep going and get this
over with."

All the men pushed forward, all wanting to get a good crack at that little
ass. I instinctively turned to Mal first, but he surprisingly put up a
hand.

"Nahh," he said. "I've already nutted in one boy tonight. Let someone else
go. Plus, I like a sloppy pussy." He gave me a deviilish grin.

As I looked around the room, I realized that both Yousseff and Jax had had
a nut on or in Niall already. Which meant Elijah was the only one who
hadn't busted a nut with our little boy toy yet.

I actually felt my still-softening cock start to throb a bit as I
considered the idea that Niall's second cock would be a fat, long, wicked
curved cock.

"All right, buddy. You're up. Lube up, suit up and get in there," I said,
holding out a magnum condom I'd found in the bedroom. Looks like Niall and
Riley's dad was packing heat. Thankfully he had four condoms left
over--just enough for each guy to pump a load into the kid.

I could tell Elijah was annoyed that I was still insisting on the condom
rule. But I wasn't a total monster--there was a big difference between
running a train on the kid, and running a bareback train on the kid. Or at
least, it felt like it at that moment.

Elijah didn't verbally complain, but he did take a bit of initiative in
getting himself lubed up. Without warning, he reached into the bunk bed and
yanked Riley out, causing Niall's limp head to fall back onto the floor.

Within seconds, more than half of Elija's black cock was shoved down
Riley's face hole, lotching somewhere above his sternum. Pinching Riley's
nose, Elijah started working a slimy froth out of big brother, which we all
knew would end up inside Niall one way or another. At least, everyone but
Niall knew that.

While Riley snarfed cock, I took the opportunity to get Niall into
position. I had each man tell me what way he wanted to take Riley, which
meant that the boy needed to be off the bed as well. It was time for Niall
to learn what "face down ass up" meant - right there on his little road map
carpet.

I wish I could go into as much detail about Elijah's first fuck with Niall,
but the truth is, after I popped his cherry, I could only observe. I can't
tell you exactly what it felt like for each man, but I can tell you what I
saw.

Once Elijah had somehow fit his cock into one of the condoms, he wasted no
time getting his head up to Niall's pucker. He enjoyed a bit more teasing
than I did, but in no time he was sliding into Niall's hole, making the boy
scream again.

Riley heard this and got up out of his stupor from being
surprise-throat-fucked, and crouched down by his brother's head again. This
time he inscrewed the poppers and just left them sitting by Niall's nose,
so that his little brother could get drugged out while taking his first BBC
(and second ever cock.)

Elijah was a long and slow giver of dick. While he clearly loved burying
himself deep inside Niall, he gave the trooper a little time to learn what
it felt like to suffer on just the tip of a black man's bright pink cock
head.

At the same time, if Niall's hole was putting up any attempt at a fight
against that black invader, it didnt' seem to bother Elijah in the
slightest. He just kept sawing himself at a steady pace, in and out, in and
out, giving the kid every inch and then pullling all but an inch or so of
it out again. It would have been real hell - but that's why I'm not a
bottom.

It was during one of those deep thrusts at the end of his in-and-out rhythm
when I heard it - we all heard it. The sound of a snap - a condom breaking.

Elijah (and everyone but Niall) paused, holding absolutely still.

"Was that what I think it was?" I said, trying to hide the horror in my
voice.

"Uh...fuck...this little bottom faggot's gonna make me cum!" Elijah said,
and threw his head back.

"No! NO WAIT!" I shouted.

"Too late, man! I gotta bust this nut and I'm not pulling out of this white
fag baby now! AHHHH!!!'



All of the men - except me- cheered out as Eliah pumped what appeared to be
a very pleasurable load into Niall. I didn't cheer, but I also didn't grab
him by the shoulder and yank him out. I couldn't do that to him - my new
friend who I probably wouldn't see again after tonight.

My heart was racing as I ordered him to pull out, finally when his orgasm
was over. In my head I repeated the words, Please, please, please, don''t
be broken, as I watched inch after inch of that still-throbbing cock pull
out of the boy.

But just as the cock popped out, I saw it. That glaringly bright pink head
- the only pink part of Elijah's body - his cock head, completely free of
rubber. The tattered remains of the condom tip will pulled back behind that
big head of his.

As if that wasn't enough, the evidence of what happened quickly followed in
the form of yet another gross little fart from Niall. I looked over to see
the boy-turned-bareback-pig had lost control of his outer ring. Two greasy
white globs of cum that definitely wasn't mind sneak out of that hole and
begin to drip down Niall's hairless scrotum.

Once again, I said nothing as Elijah grabbed those two globs and popped
them back into Niall, just as I had done.

"Whoopsie," Elijah said, unceremoniously peeling off the condom and
throwing it up onto Riley's top bunk. "Guess it broke."

I started to say something, to tell Elijah how furious I was that he'd
broken a rule. I should have called off the orgy then and there. But
instead, I said nothing, just stared at Elijah with my mouth open as he
said,

"So..time for my fetish?"

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