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This is a work of fiction detailing sex between members of the male gender very explicitly. if you are underage or it is illegal for you to read such scenes in your region, leave now. stay safe and maybe drop nifty a buck or two while you're at it.
THE DICK RYDER INTRUSION
alright, maybe i was going to far, but an Alpha Male has to step up sometimes to get what he deserves.
my boss was going to promote that wimp Mr. Ryder instead of me. drew more new costumers blah blah. boss is a wimp and afraid of a real man like me. end of story.
anyway, that's how i ended up in front of Ryder's mansion in the middle of the night. a beautiful house with a perfect garden and a white picket fence. naturally.
he was out with his wife, so i should've been able to get in and plug in my little corrupt-all-data computer virus. no data to show, no promotion. boss would have no other choice but me.
but if i was spotted i could be easily identified. a dark guy of 7 foot, with a massive frame and a physique worthy of worship is hard to mistake.
to make as little noise as possible i wore only sneakers, basketball shorts and a dark hoodie.
every sculpted muscle bulging, i climbed over the fence and looked around. no dog, no lights.
with ease i made it to the front door. in case he had an alarm on the lower floor, i decided to climb up onto the terrace and open a window.
this was just as easily said as done and i stood inside Ryder's upper floor corridor after mere moments. despite my amazing condition i had broken a sweat. i took off my hoody and put it on a counter next to the stairs.
just as i found the home office, the door at the end of the corridor opened. someone left the steaming bathroom in a towel. the light fell on me. my naked, rock hard torso was exposed and so was my clean shaven head.
in the door stood a kid, i don't know how old. he was the most slender white twink i had ever seen. his face was that of a fine featured, girly angel. he had no fat and basically no muscle on him. the only hair was on his head - puffy, golden braids gracefully falling over his forehead.
he was simply the most gorgeous little thing i had ever seen.
he froze and so did i. his light blue eyes took on an expression of horror as he bolted through the door next to the bathroom.
"no wait," i yelled. if this kid called the police i was done for.
"i'm a friend of your dad, Mr. Ryder. i was just here to get some stuff for the office. not a burglar. do burglars wear only shorts? haha."
i forced a laugh. now i was really glad i hadn't opted for a face mask and such.
since i got no response i took the few steps to the door and knocked. i had to stop him from calling anybody. and from telling his dad i had been here. maybe i could bribe him. what could a little boy want that i could get him? how old was he even?
"hey kid. how old are you? i'm sorry i scared you. let me buy you a present, huh?"
still no response. i opened the door. the boy pulled up small superman briefs over his tiny, perky butt in a hurry. his thin back was turned to me.
good, he had't made a phone call yet.
"hey kid, i'll be gone right away, just ... um"
i found myself dumbstruck. not just because i had been caught redhanded, but because this boy was simply stunning to admire from behind.
in order to be as non-threatening as possible i sat down at his desk, opposite of him. he didn't put on any more clothes, mustering me with a hint of fear. my dick grew semi hard.
"look boy, what's your name?"
"R-Richard, Sir. you're a friend of dad?"
his voice was sweet like honey. someone must have told it to go through puberty, but it decided to skip that.
"yes Ricky, a co-worker."
"Dick. my friends call me Dick."
"Dick Ryder? they call you that?"
he looked down at his feet. "well, they're not really friends. uh-"
he fiddled the rim of his briefs, looking all innocent and nervous. my erection made a visible tent in my pants.
i looked around in awkward silence. going by the books on his desk he was in high school and really into comics.
i sighed. "well Dick, you seem uneasy. there's something that helps against that. but it'll have to be our little secret."
he stared at me with an unreadable expression. "Sir?"
forget bribing, i could simply manipulate my rivals kid. so why the fuck not?
i stood up and pushed down my shorts. my hard rod popped out, pointing at the boy.
"it's only fair you see me like this, since i just saw you too."
he went bright red and looked down with a coy grin.
"ever had sex boy?"
"i...err. i Sir, um, i- ...no?"
"but you're any expert anyway i bet. internet savvy generation, right?"
he hung his head even deeper. "dad blocked all the sites on our net. and the boys in school have these videos that they won't show me, but-"
"well, it's about time i show you a thing or two. you promise not to tell anybody?"
"i guess." he whispered, still not looking at me.
i went up to him and ripped his briefs in half, revealing his crotch. he reacted with a shocked gasp. it was obvious he had just shaved down there.
"first we work on that self esteem. tell me what you want."
"i- i want-"
"louder."
"i want to learn about se-"
"louder!"
he cringed, then drew a deep breath. "i want you to teach me ab-"
"LOU! DER!"
"SIR! I WANT SEX! PLEASE SIR!"
i patted his cheek and ruffled his hair. he finally looked up and fixed his eyes to my oozing 8 incher. his much smaller dick grew rapidly to full mast.
"now let me show you how good a man can smell."
i stepped out of my sneakers, grabbed his shoulders and pushed. i didn't have to push hard. his face was in my shoes right away and he took deep breaths without instructions.
"ah, you're a natural Ricky. what's it like?"
his voice was muffled from the shoe. "Sir, it makes my um... my little guy tingle."
i grabbed his hair, lifted an arm and pulled his face to my pit.
"and this is what a man tastes like."
he licked my dry sweat. hesitantly at first, but with increasing vigor. after a few licks he ran his tongue over my pit and pecs like an expert. i had to bend sideways a little, since he was too short even on his tippy toes.
he slowly stroked his "little guy", but i slapped that hand away.
"no touching. you have much to learn before you're ready."
he looked at me with his face reddening, grinning devilishly. he giggled. "it was salty, but i kinda liked it."
"of course you did. now, let me show you something. i bet you've never though of that before."
i turned him around, guided his hands to his bed so that he stood with his back bent to me, forced his spine into a nice arch and kicked his legs apart.
the tiny, freshly showered hole was a pink marvel to behold.
i went on my knees and flicked a few licks across. he recoiled. i forced him back into position. he shivered with every lick.
"Sir, i- oh fuck. i never thought- ugh."
i went wilder, licking his boy pussy with enough force to get my spit dripping down his legs. Dick Ryder ... or Ricky trembled and winced.
i slapped his ass and the boy moaned louder than ever before. of course, i took the obvious sign and drummed his cheeks red.
when i stopped licking and spanking and had him sit down on the bed he was out of breath.
"Sir, that was the best thing i ever- um."
"it's called rimming, kid. it's a preparation."
"for what?"
"we're not there yet. so it seemed you liked the spanking"
his eyes went wide with wonder. "Sir, it was so weird. i hate getting beaten, but this, like, i dunno. it made my penis happy, you know? it's not that i like getting beat but-"
"that's called a sub. that's what you are. just roll with it, it'll make your life more fun."
he looked at me expectantly. with me still kneeling, our faces were on the same level.
"and this is how you taste." i said, leaned in, grabbed his face tight and kissed him.
he didn't do anything, so i forced my tongue between his lips. finally he reacted. his kissing was sloppy, greedy and breathless. one moment, his hands were wandering over my muscles like feathers, another moment he dug into my bulging flesh hard enough to leave marks.
then he froze. then he shook. then he froze again.
i followed his eyes down. white spunk was spread over his flat tummy. a few stray squirts had made it up to the chest.
"forget what i said. THIS is how you taste."
i scooped up as much as i could and dunked his head into my hand. dutifully he sucked up his juice.
"Sir, is this what a sub does?"
"well, sometimes. but it's more about enjoying certain things."
"like what?"
"do you still want to keep going?"
"sure Sir, i cum more than once all the time. ...isn't that...normal?"
"it's a fucking gift. alright, how's this?"
i pinched his nipples. his flinched back, but grinned. i slapped, pinched, tickled and flicked him all over. while Ricky tried to defend himself he also giggled the whole time through.
when i sensed it was too much - he was laughing tears - i grabbed his face in both hands, pried his mouth open and spit in it. then i spit on him, rubbing it over his face. i choked his neck with one hand, slapped him with the other and kept spiting.
"like that, Ricky?"
"i...i guess. is that weird, Sir?"
"just roll with it. now get on the floor. face down, ass up. lick my feet."
he licked with more enthusiasm than i had imagined. this was an opportunity i could not waste.
i held his hair tightly and slowly guided him up my calves. then my thighs. his head was so small between my massive beef slabs, i could have crushed him right there.
but i guided him further, held his face in front of my oozing rod and let go.
he looked me in the eyes. "can i?"
"go on, bitch. cocksucker. slut. whore." i spat on him. "you like that?"
"y-yes?"
"then you're gonna like this."
i held his neck and pushed him on my mushroom. he worked his tongue over it. i pushed deeper. he gagged.
"open wide, cunt face."
i pushed deeper. i was two inches in. he gagged violently. i let go. he pulled back to the tip of my rod. i pushed again. two and a half inches. he coughed like he was about to puke.
well, i wasn't going to get it all in. i let him have a taste of dick on his own terms for a minute.
what else could i do to him? a lot, sure. but there was really only one thing i wanted. could i?
fuck it, i already intruded my coworker's house, i could intrude his son's ass. Dick Ryder. it was his destiny.
i leaned forward and pushed a finger inside him. he yelled with my rod still in his mouth.
"it's fine, boy. this is what that part of you is meant for. you will love it. i saved the best thing for last."
he calmed down. i spit on my finger and went in all the way in. the warm, squishy and EXTREAMLY tight embrace of his ass drove me wild.
two fingers. he arched like a pro, while still working on my massive tool. Ricky's tongue only served to keep me hard, in my mind i was already inside his other hole.
i lifted him by his hips and threw him onto his bed.
"on all fours, bitch. this is the most important part. learn fast."
"Sir, what are you-"
"on. all. fours."
i forced him into an arch again, rimmed for a few moments and worked three fingers in. then i just couldn't wait any more.
as i slapped my monster on his crack between the sweet little buttocks i said "listen, Ricky. this will hurt at first. probably a lot. you have to stay really relaxed. if you tense up the least bit, it's gonna be so much worse."
he whimpered, pulling away a bit. i grabbed his balls from below and pulled him back.
"no no, you stay. just relax. you will love this in a minute."
then i lined up and pushed in the tip. i had to hold his body tightly pressed to mine as he shot up with a shout. one hand on his hip stroking his oozing tool, the other across his chest, alternatingly pinching his nipples.
i humped my way in further, breathing in the faint scent of his fruity hair shampoo.
the resitence was strong, even though i felt him loosen up completely. i got about halfway in before it simply couldn't go any further without literally splitting the boy in half.
i held still until i felt the rest of his body relax in my arms.
"how's it going, Ricky?"
"Sir," he huffed breathlessly "i...i'm so full. oh fuck, don't stop."
i began to really hump him. i forced him back into doggy style and held his hips. then i pumped fast. the kid yelled high pitched "fuck fuck fuck... oh shit, don't stop Sir, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck..."
i was still encountering hard resistence from his flesh, but worked my way in deeper anyway. spanking his ass made him melt under me.
then i pulled out, turned him on his back, and pushed back in. it went deeper. i had to be 6 inches in. we kissed again, interrupted by slaps to his face and spitting.
"Sir, i love you. i love you. please Sir-"
i pulled out, shoved him off the bed and held his head with a painfully tight grasp. i drove my monster all over his face and the moment he opened his mouth i was in, fucking his face again.
"hehe, now THIS is how you taste."
as he began to violently gag again i kicked him in the shoulder to turn him around, went on my knees and fucked him doggy style on the floor.
i was about to cum so i slowed down to draw it out. i saw his iphone on the nightstand just in my reach. i grabbed it and checked if it was locked. it wasn't. i opened the video app, making sure he was not looking back at me.
"tell me you like it. tell me what you want."
i hit record.
"Sir i love you. i love you so much. i love getting fucked by your massive, huge, fucking beautiful sex stick. i love getting slapped and spanked and spat on. oh fuck fuck fuck, i love you. please always fuck me like this, Sir."
i stopped recording.
"well said boy, turn around."
i slid out of his ass and pushed him on his back. he looked at me with greed in his teary eyes and a delirious smile on his face. he saw i was filming and only giggled.
"say who you are and what you are."
record.
"i'm Richard Ryder. but i get called Dick Ryder and i'm a sub. i'm a cunt faced slut bitch."
i put the phone away, lifted my personal sub up by his ankles and pile drove him.
i came within seconds, fucking in and out the whole length of my shaft. cum dribbled from his hole and down his stomach. his hole clenched, his reddened face grimaced and he shot several streams of boy spunk down his body and on his face.
still inside him, i scooped up the cum that had overflown his ass and shoved it into his mouth.
"and this is how i taste."
i pulled out and dropped his limp body.
"now let's get us both cleaned up."
i led him to the bathroom, turned on the shower and we rubbed each other clean. he smiled at me the whole time, nestling into me as i washed his cum stained hair.
"Sir, when can we do this again?"
"soon Ricky, promise. but you have to promise me something to."
"anything Sir. i love you."
"this is our secret. not a single word to anybody, ever. if you do that i can be your teacher in a great many more things. i'll teach you household duties at my place and deep throating and bondage."
"mmh, that sounds amazing Sir. but household duties? i already have those."
"not in a thong, with some nice music in the background."
he was wax in my arms. but we had to stop showering at some point. i rubbed him dry and he dried me. while he blow dried his hair i went back to his room.
looking around i saw photos of him, his family and friends, various science and quiz prizes from school and a lot of muscular superhero merchandise.
i looked at the photos. take that Mr. Ryder. i just violated your little boy. and he ate my cum. and he'll do it again and again.
then i sent the video on Ricky's phone to me via email, deleted my address afterward, copied his phone number on a post it and made sure his phone didn't block anonymous numbers.
a man should be able to booty call his bitch. that doesn't mean i want to have to listen to him.
i went back to the home office to do what i had come for originally and was ready to leave with my hoodie on when my little boy left the bathroom. in just a towel again.
"alright Ricky, can you let me out?"
"sure i'll turn off the alarm downstairs."
the fact that i could not logically have come in the same way escaped his attention.
as he opened the front door for me, i leaned down and kissed his lips a last time.
"i'll call you, Ricky. remember, not a word to anyone. you'll have to make up a reason to stay somewhere overnight when i call you to visit for a lesson."
"yes Sir."
i ruffled his hair and placed a peck on his cheek. "good boy."
we parted smiling.
by the way, i got the promotion. poor, wimpy Mr. Ryder found his files mysteriously corrupted.
THE END
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