Connor's Compulsion Chapter 16
Connor's Compulsion – Chapter 14 – Nothing Lasts Forever **[**Caution: Extreme Scat]
In this story sexual situations are depicted involving underage boys which are very graphic and extreme. If you're under the age of 18, or the material is offensive to you, or is illegal in your locale, stop now and read no further. You have been warned.
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In this chapter Connor expands his taste for raunchy sex with a new partner. The young boy also has to reassess his relationship with DeAndre.
Advisory: If you're scat-shy you'll definitely want to skip this chapter. Now, let's watch and see how far young Connor will go with his scat compulsion:
On Saturday, about two weeks after Connor's epic sex scene with DeAndre in his house, the 13-year-old rode his bike to check out the latest arrivals at Game Stop. DeAndre had told him he couldn't make it to the garage that day; so he was feeling a bit at loose ends. He was lost in thought as he browsed around the store; and it was a surprise when someone tapped him on the shoulder. It was Gabe, his older skateboarder friend, and right behind him was a very cute young boy with tousled blonde hair and big brown eyes. Connor judged him to be about eight-years old. "Hey man," Gabe laughed, "Where you been? I haven't seen you around the park."
Connor grinned, and said, "Yeah, well, I hate to let everybody see how bad I suck." They both laughed as Connor kept glancing at the younger kid.
"Oh, hey," Gabe said, pulling the little boy forward, "This little dude is Jaxon. I've been teaching him some awesome tricks." And then leaning in close to Connor's ear, "If you know what I mean."
The kid stuck out his small hand to shake as Connor peered closer at the little boy's face. There was no doubt that Jaxon was extremely cute, but his features were more "all-boy" than "little prince". What he picked up on right away was that Jaxon was one of those rare kids that simply exudes sexual energy, despite his being only eight years old. The aura was strong.
"Why don't you come with us?" Gabe invited, "We're just cruisin' around." Curious about Jaxon, Connor agreed to put his bike in Gabe's van, and see what might develop. Connor smiled as he climbed into the funky old van. He instantly recalled the blended odor of sweat, cigarettes, marijuana, piss, and sex. It still stirred those primitive urges, and made his dick start to swell without any other stimulation. Before they took off Gabe lit up a fat joint and took a deep hit. As soon as they started rolling, Jaxon, who had jumped into the front rider's seat, turned around to grin at Connor. His faintly freckled turned-up nose, crooked smile, and pearly baby teeth made him extra-cute. Though Connor had seen lots of boy porn with kids even younger than Gabe's new little boyfriend, he had never actually had a sexual encounter with any little kids. The older teenager reached back without turning around to hand the joint to Connor who accepted it delicately. He took a couple of puffs, which caused him to start coughing uncontrollably. The little boy laughed and thrust a small hand back to take the joint. He pinched it between his little thumb and forefinger and put it to his lips. Expertly the cute kid took a deep hit, held it in as long as he could, and finally exhaled with a sigh, his eyes rolling back.
"Fuck," the eight-year-old wheezed, "That's some goooood shit." Several more times they passed it around until Gabe finished it off.
Maybe it was because of the weed that Jaxon's high-pitched voice was a constant during the drive. He jabbered on, peppering Connor with a barrage of questions, mostly about skateboarding. Gabe laughed when Connor was stumped – which was most of the time. Then suddenly, out of the blue, the little kid asked, "Hey, do you do sex stuff with Gabe, too?"
"Well, uhh," Connor stammered, feeling light-headed and not sure of where this was going.
"I do, me and my brother, too," Jaxon prattled on, "It's fun. He's six, but he fuckin' loves sucking dicks. Mama took him to the food stamp office with her today, so he couldn't come," the little pixie giggled and went on, "Get it? He couldn't come? Jeffy can't `cum' anyway. Neither can I – I mean with real cum, ya know? But Gabe gives him lots of his cum to eat, don'cha Gabe? Do you got a big dick like Gabe, or a little one like me?" The blonde teen had to admit that this little kid was turning him on for sure, and his growing erection was proof.
"Hold on, Little Dude," Gabe interjected, "Let's not get too jacked right now." It was no surprise when the van pulled up in front of the wire gate near the place where Connor and Evan had thrown their little party with Gabe. "Can you get the gate?" the older teen asked, looking back at Connor. He liked the floaty sensation when he climbed out to unlatch the rickety gate.
Parked just about where they were before, Gabe leaned over and pulled the shaggy-haired little kid toward him. Right in front of their back-seat passenger they started kissing passionately. It was like watching a porn video. Leaning forward to watch as he fingered his swelling dick, Connor saw their tongues tangling with each other. Jaxon's small wet tongue plunged into Gabe's mouth again and again, and their lips locked as both of them made out like sex-starved lovers. For such a little kid, Connor was surprised at the sophistication of the diminutive eight-year-old. Clearly this was not his first time to open-mouth kiss. The 13-year-old hadn't had nearly so much experience like that. Both Evan and DeAndre weren't that much into kissing, and though they had done it a little, they sensed that it felt too gay. But, man, watching these two going at it was making him super-horny.
Then Jaxon wriggled out of the front seat and snuggled up to Connor. Taking the older blonde boy by the sides of his head, the little kid drew him into a deep kiss, worming his slippery tongue into Connor's open mouth. Locking lips together, the two blonde cuties worked their mouths feverishly, intertwining their tongues like dueling snakes. Though Connor wasn't used to kissing like this, he got into it like he'd been doing it all his life, and his young dick had gotten so hard it hurt. Gabe just chuckled as the pretty young boys made out.
Gabe got out of the front seat and went around to open the van's back doors. He lifted Connor's bike out, and set it on the ground. In the back of the van were some old sleeping bags, spread out to form a makeshift bed, and a few musty pillows. Climbing in and pulling the doors closed, he kicked off his shoes and started stripping as if his clothes were on fire. The naked teenager leaned over the back seat to grasp little Jaxon under his arms, and dragged him over, breaking up the passionate kissing. Connor climbed over, too, and both blonde kids started undressing. Gabe smiled and nodded.
When they were all naked it became clear to Connor that little Jaxon must spend a lot of time in the sun, because from his belt line to his thighs the skinny young kid was as white as snow, contrasting with the golden tan of the rest of his cute, flawless body. Determined to put on a show for Connor, the little kid turned around and pushed his white ass up, and spread his grapefruit-size butt cheeks to reveal his tempting boyhole. Twisting his head around so he could see Connor, the cute imp grinned and poked out his tongue. Gabe was already smearing some kind of lube on his turgid teen cock. That done, he sprawled back on the sleeping bags, his now-slick dick waving invitingly. Jaxon hopped up and straddled the big teen. "Watch this," he giggled, and then slowly lowered his slender little ass down onto Gabe's throbbing cock, smiling sweetly and locking his brown eyes on Connor's azure blues.
Effortlessly the thick teenage cock seemed to glide into Jaxon's tiny asshole as the small boy rode the man-size dick all the way down until his flawless boy pussy nestled into Gabe's dark pubes. Connor gawked as Gabe's little sex toy made the throbbing cock disappear into his immature boyhole without a whimper. "I love it when Gabe fucks me," Jaxon sighed. The young blonde boy was able to work his tiny butt up and down on the rock-hard shaft, making it look like a flesh piston – pulling almost off the bulbous head, and then plunging all the way back down with little smacks. Again and again the sweet looking kid rode the big teenage dick until, before things went too far, Gabe lifted his small body off his dick and nudged him away firmly. A look of disappointment flashed across his cute face; but, not to be denied, Jaxon dove right onto the still-throbbing cock and locked his pink lips around the slimy shaft. He tried to impress Connor by attempting to deep throat the fat teenage dick – and he did surprisingly well, taking about half of it into his impossibly small mouth and throat. He was just too young and small to swallow a man-size penis. The lube and his own ass slime on Gabe's hard cock didn't seem to bother the little kid in the least.
Still showing off for his one-boy audience, he began to lick the shaft and huge ball sack, his tongue flicking all over Gabe's genitals like licking frosting off a spoon. "Whoa, Little Dude," Gabe chuckled, "You gotta chill. You don't wanna make me cum this quick."
The insatiable little kid lay back after his fucking, propped on his elbows, and thrust his hairless groin upward, hunching the air with his tiny ivory boy dick that was just the size of a Chapstick. His adorable grape-size balls looked so sweet in their almost-smooth peach colored pouch. "Suck my fuckin' dick. Suck my fuckin' dick. Somebody suck my fuckin' dick," he chanted in his high-pitched little boy voice and he bucked his groin up and down like he was fucking an invisible buddy. Connor glanced at Gabe, and the older teen tilted his head in a "be my guest" gesture. Then he got between the lewd little kid's legs, and swallowed the delicious dicklett in a single plunge. He felt the younger boy's fingers weaving in his silky blonde hair and forcing his head hard against his bald pubis. "Fuck yeahhhh," the dirty little kid moaned, "Suck meeeeeee."
As Connor lapped and sucked the third-grader's tiny penis and balls, Gabe surprised him by fingering his asshole. Then he felt something wet being slathered on and into his own hole. With no more warning than that, Gabe thrust his hard cock into Connor's sweet ass. Since the skateboarder was not nearly as well-endowed as DeAndre, Connor was able to take it to the hilt with pure pleasure. The older teen lifted Connor by his hips for a better angle and plunged deep into the blonde 13-year-old's tight butthole over and over. Jaxon had his head thrown back in ecstasy as warm lips slipped up and down on his little kid dick. Gabe's hard fucking was jostling Connor so much that he had a hard time keeping his mouth on little Jaxon's miniature meat. Just at that moment Jaxon reached his intense boygasm, and he humped Connor's mouth roughly as his little fists pounded the bed.
As Jaxon came down from his dry cum Connor dropped his head down until ribbons of his blonde hair fanned out to tickle the younger boy's little pee-pee, and raised his ass higher as Gabe's fucking reached a fever pitch. Jaxon wriggled out from under Connor, and wormed his way up so that his cute face was only inches away from the fucking action. Seeing the eight-year-old's face co close gave Gabe an idea. After a deep thrust he backed his slick cock out of Connor's asshole, and aimed it toward Jaxon's mouth. The dirty little kid got it, and opened his mouth to receive the offering.
Butt slime ringed his throbbing cock as Jaxon's pink lips closed around it and sucked it in surprisingly deep. Then Gabe backed out of the third-grader's mouth, and plunged it back into Connor's pulsing hole. Back and forth the fucking-sucking went. Brownish slime glistened on the older teen's cock shaft but Jaxon didn't seem to mind. The kid was a sex demon. Finally, Gabe couldn't hold his climax any longer, and he moaned and squirted a huge cum load deep in Connor's guts. Again and again hot jizz surged into Connor's boy ass, until, completely spent, the bigger teen rolled off the gorgeous blonde boy's perfect body and onto his back, panting hike a marathon runner, pushing Jaxon off to one side.
With an evil grin Gabe, wheezed, "You love my cum Jaxon. Why don't you go get it?" His cute boyish face glistening with butt slime, the eight-year-old flopped onto his back and crooked a finger at Connor. Grinning at the nastiness of it, the blonde 13-year-old straddled the little boy's head, and lowered his ass as the child giggled and puckered his lips in an exaggerated kiss. Connor sighed with bliss as he felt the perverted little kid's lips caress his quivering pucker, and his pointy tongue poke at his shit hole.
It didn't take long for Connor's hole to relax as Jaxon lapped, sucked and tongue-fucked it. The small boy moaned as Gabe's scummy load started slithering into his mouth. The eight-year-old tightened his lips on the pulsing pucker and was actually sucking the juice out. Streams of brown-tinted cum and ass slime poured into the little kid's mouth. Looking down, Connor could see that he was swallowing every drop, his slender throat working.
Without really thinking about it, the blonde 13-year-old felt the urge, and let a turd ease into Jaxon's mouth, along with the ass slime. The little kid had already swallowed most of the creamy shit lump before he really realized what it was; but by then Connor couldn't control it, and another, much larger surge of soft shit gushed into Jaxon's open mouth.
"Fuuuuck, Man," Gabe exclaimed, "You took a shit in his mouth. Awesome!" He wrinkled his nose at the smell as Connor moved off the small head. "Eat it, Little Dude. Eat that shit. I wanna watch you do it. And don't get it all over my van."
Jaxon's big brown eyes were watering as the shit pile covered his pretty mouth, but he nodded at the other two boys. They watch in fascination as the kid's flawless throat worked to consume the filthy mess. The soft excrement sank slowly, and Jaxon only gagged a few times as he swallowed. "Jerk off in his mouth," Gabe instructed Connor. The blonde 13-year-old got up on his knees and, after a second or two, decided to shit fuck Jaxon's mouth. Though most of the shit had been swallowed, the young kid's mouth was still partly filled with brown sludge. Connor rammed his hard dick right into the shitty cavity, forcing more of the filth into the kid's slim throat. After shit-fucking the little kid's mouth Connor backed off and started masturbating his brown-smeared dick so he could watch his boy cum shoot onto Jaxon's pink, shit coated tongue. He couldn't make much cum yet, but he wanted to see his cum shots go into the cute little kid's mouth, right on top of the shit still there. Frantically jerking his slender cock, Connor arched his back and squirted five or six drops of thin jism right on target. Then he sank back, sitting on his heels, his dick and right hand smeared with rank boy shit. Next to him, Jaxon raised up onto his elbows and grinned, his baby teeth caked with Connor's feces. He had consumed it all.
"Fuck yeahhh. This is the nastiest shit I ever saw," Gabe laughed, "But, Man, it stinks in here!" With that he got out of the van, rummaged around up front, and produced two bottles of water and a filthy rag. "Here," he offered, "Clean up with this. We gotta go." The younger boys clamored out, giggling and splashing water on each other, and wiped themselves – at least a little cleaner that they had been a few minutes earlier, while Gabe loaded up Connor's bike. Jaxon rinsed out his mouth and opened it wide to show that all traces of his nasty meal were gone. Back in the van, and rumbling along back into town, Gabe complained, "It still stinks in here, but that was fuckin' amazing."
As if nothing unusual had happened, Jaxon started jabbering again. "Fuck, Man," he giggled, "That was so awesome and totally nasty! I'm gonna do it with Jeffy. He'll freak out when I shit in his mouth." Connor smiled and wished he could be around to watch this super-nasty little boy take a shit in his six-year-old brother's mouth.
Back near the Game Stop store Gabe set Connor's bike out on the sidewalk. "I'll probly come check out some games next Saturday. Maybe I can get Jeffy to come, too," Gabe offered. "If you're around it'll be cool." Connor nodded and hopped on his bike. Jaxon waved and grinned as Connor rode away toward home to take a long shower. He had loved the raunchy sex with Gabe and little Jaxon, but it nagged at him that Gabe was messing with such young kids. Also, he was thinking about DeAndre since they had missed their almost weekly meeting for sex. He decided he'd rather be with the black teenager than Gabe and his little boys, though he felt some curiosity over Jeffy.
Later that Saturday evening Connor and his mother were sprawled out on the couch watching TV and eating Chinese take-out he and his Mom had picked up. It was a pleasant time, and it made the young boy feel at ease. The two of them watched a succession of mindless sitcom drivel until it was time for the local news. The weekend news anchor was teasing his audience with a litany of the day's headlines: "Overturned 18-wheeler totally blocks a downtown freeway for more than three hours", "One killed in a drive-by shooting at a party", "Tragic house fire claims two children in an overnight blaze" – all the usual depressing stuff. His mother picked up the remote and began to idly channel surf for a few minutes before giving up and heading for bed. "G'night Connor," she said, but then had a sudden thought, "I've been meaning to ask if you moved that school picture of you – the one from sixth grade." Connor shrugged and said he hadn't done anything with it. "Oh, well, it'll turn up I imagine," she said, yawning, "Long day...Don't stay up too late."
DeAndre had already told Connor that there couldn't be a get-together on that Saturday morning; and Connor was a little curious why not. "But it ain't no problem," DeAndre had said earlier that week, then whispered hoarsely, "See you in the bathroom..." On Friday morning, to make up for the sex session they would miss, Connor had taken up his place in the boys' bathroom stall, sucked the black cock and taken what was probably several days' cum load in his mouth. As he let the creamy jizz slide down his throat, he sucked the last remnants of semen out of the still-firm dick, and made little kissing-sucking motions with his lips on the dark brown tip. Knowing what the boy liked, the hunky black teenager turned around and spread his ass cheeks with his big hands. The blonde boy leaned in and began lapping at the winking pucker. The taste and smell of the black boy's shit chute made him dizzy with lust. With his soft lips caressing DeAndre's quivering anus, Connor gasped as the older boy farted right in his mouth. The force of the fart puffed the blonde kids cheeks out; and when he at last pulled away to take a breath, he exhaled a noxious cloud of ass gas from his mouth. Then, sticking his tongue into DeAndre's asshole as deep as he could, he wished a ripe turd would glide into his sucking mouth. But not this time. Doing that at school could be very messy.
The big black teen turned around, flashed only the hint of an evil smile of approval down at him, patted the top of the boy's blonde head, and rested his shiny cock head on Connor's tongue. The cute blonde boy tilted his head back slightly, and opened his mouth wider. A trickle of yellow piss spread over his outstretched tongue and on down into Connor's throat. Soon the stream turned into a torrent, and the young blonde boy had to swallow fast to keep from getting his shirt wet. DeAndre pinched off the flow until the young cocksucker could catch up. Again and again he filled the willing young mouth with his salty urine, controlling the flow to allow the kid to gulp it all down. Then he pulled up his pants and left the stall without a word.
As he did so often, Connor went to homeroom with the strong taste of DeAndre's piss, cum and funky ass lingering on his tongue. He waited a few minutes and smiled before popping a couple of Tic-Tacs into his mouth to hide the distinctive odor of nasty sex on his breath.
That morning would be the last time he would ever see DeAndre.
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Back at his middle school on Monday morning Connor found it mildly curious that DeAndre didn't make an appearance. Then at lunchtime his usual table buddies were horsing around and laughing until Blake, a handsome boy who was a newcomer to their circle, asked, "Hey, did you guys hear about the kid from our school that got killed?" That got their attention. "Yeah," he went on, "For real. I heard some of the teachers talking this morning. It was that guy that bullies everybody – you know, DeShawn or something."
"You mean DeAndre?" Evan quizzed him.
"Yeah, that's it, DeAndre," Blake confirmed, "They said he was at a party Friday night, out on somebody's front lawn, when a car drove by and these guys just started shooting. They got that son of a bitch."
"He deserved it," Evan sneered, "We've all got beat up by him before. He was a bastard. Everybody was afraid of him. Hey Connor, he used to hassle you a lot back when school first started, huh?"
Connor's throat had gone bone-dry. He couldn't speak, so he just nodded as the others went on, making jokes about DeAndre. He felt tears welling up in his eyes, and not wanting his friends to see, he muttered, "I gotta go. I left some homework in my locker." He hurried away, and stumbled downstairs to the bathroom. He ran into a stall, the very same one where he had sucked off DeAndre just last Friday morning, slammed the door closed, and burst into tears. Quietly sobbing, he held his head in his hands and tried to come to grips with what had happened. It was the boy's first experience with the death of someone he knew well. It all seemed unreal – impossible to think that DeAndre was simply gone forever. The utterly bereft boy couldn't go to his afternoon classes, so he went to the nurse's station, and begged to be allowed to go home. The school nurse couldn't reach Connor's mother at work, but she allowed the obviously upset boy to stay in her office. After an hour or so his mother was contacted, and a plan for an Uber to take her son home was arranged.
In his room, Connor buried his face in his pillow, and continued to weep. He suddenly realized how close he felt to DeAndre; and he now admitted to himself that maybe he had actually loved the black teenager. Maybe DeAndre had loved him a little, too, he thought. Now he would never really know for sure. By the time his mother got home, he was able to make up a story that he must have had a stomach bug, and said he had thrown up "a bunch of times." He hoped she had bought it.
Connor did his best to cover his emotional condition, but his mother knew that something was troubling him. She was convinced that her precious young son was just going through another round of middle school angst, so she tried not to make a big issue of it.
He found out when DeAndre's funeral was going to be, and decided to fake being "sick" so his mom would let him stay home that day. She fussed over him in the morning, and asked if he wanted to go to the doctor. It was a relief when she finally left for work. On his phone he got the directions to the little church where services were to be held at 11 o'clock, and headed there on his bike with time to spare. Connor was the only white person at the funeral, but he thought he recognized a smattering of DeAndre's black friends from school. He didn't care that a handful of them, along with some of those he figured were family members, glanced at him with puzzled expressions.
The young boy felt drained after the services. Though he hadn't even thought about it before, he decided to take a long detour on his way home. Pulling up to the Quick Mart and chaining his bicycle to a pole, he looked around to be sure no one was watching before heading into the alley one last time. In the dingy, now familiar old auto garage the smells brought back his times there with DeAndre in a way nothing else could have. He poked around aimlessly, somehow feeling DeAndre's presence. Not really expecting to find anything, Connor was surprised to discover on the old workbench, under a grubby old shop towel, the framed picture of himself – his sixth-grade school photo – that had gone missing from his house weeks before. The blonde boy broke down in wracking sobs at the sight of it. He instantly understood that, despite the bullying, the mean-spirited insults, and the sexual abuse, DeAndre must have actually had feelings for him, though he couldn't allow himself to show it. Love is strange.
Epilogue
Life in the seventh grade changed for Connor after DeAndre was gone. Unexpectedly he missed his black nemesis terribly, but couldn't ever tell anyone; so the loss was bottled up. Connor and Evan had a couple of more mini-orgies and shared porn-watching as summer vacation approached, but his friend had begun to lose interest in their sex play, and had even started talking about "hot girls". By the end of the school year they had quietly drifted apart.
Oh, sure, he continued his obsession with internet porn – and nothing was off limits. He tried webcam sex a few times, but feared getting caught since he was still so underage, and looked it; so he let that go, too. A few more times he hooked up with Gabe, but he was increasingly afraid that the older teen's reckless fucking around with such little kids was liable to get him into serious trouble; so Connor shied away.
But Connor had completely forgotten about the video of him sucking DeAndre's black dick on his friend's phone...
THE END
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