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Subject: Something Under His Trenchcoat Part 1 / Gay/Adult youth Remember to fty Also remember, this story and its characters are fictional. Send all responses to ail. This story takes place in the same place with some of the same characters from my “Risky Ricky” series. If you have not read those, definitely check those out in the archive below. Again, let me know what you think and I promise, this won’t disappoint either. Something Under His Trenchcoat “How much further?” asked 12 year old Nikolai as he and his classmates trekked up a densely wooded hill. “My shoes are soaked.” His classmate Vladimir looks back, a bead of sweat falling from his 12 year old forehead. “Stefan told him to meet us on the island, that way we don’t get caught.” Ahead of both of them is 11 year old Stefan, a Swedish lad who always managed to find trouble. For an idea of what kind of trouble see Risky Ricky 5 and 6. Today the small leader convinced his mates to skip ministry school with him to go buy cannabis from the local hermit. This involved them traveling by boat to a small cove, where the man would meet for his dealings. Drakos the Drunk, or Drakos the Perv as the small village referred to him, was not only those things but the town’s self proclaimed “medicine man”. He was an older, scruffy bearded Romanian man, who even though he was not of perfect health, he had a lean, lanky physique he kept hidden under a long, draping trench coat he wore everywhere. With that, everyone knew where to go when they needed their vice met, and it was always Drakos. If you are not familiar with Drako’s history with young boys, may I refer you back to Risky Ricky 8. It isn’t important that you catch up to speed on any of these but just know, the old hermit is a complete sleaze. The boys reach the top of the hill and enter a clearing in the forest, where they come upon their dealer, Drakos, standing sleazily in his dark trench coat. The man smiles at the three approaching, decked in their school uniforms. “Took you mates long enough,” he smirks. “You have your quid?” Nikolai and Vlad pause, standing in shock at the towering man addressing them. The younger counterpart steps forward, shooting aksaray escort a half smile, he had a plan from the beginning. “So we don’t have all of what you asked,” starts Stefan reaching into his school shorts. “But, was wondering if you would take a rain check? And take half.” Drakos’ smile turns to a frown, causing the other two boys to gulp. Stefan still doesn’t buckle. “Half? Either pay me my 36 in full or no skunk for you lads.” Stefan stands his ground. “I figured you would say that,” he replies, biting his lip at the old hermit. “But word on the street is you have a tendency to waive your fee, for the right price?” The two classmates stare as Drakos cocks an eyebrow at the blonde 11 year old. “Whatever you heard, is rubbish. I don’t do discounts kid.” Stefan sighs. He slowly undoes his school tie. It is now apparent he is a man of getting what he wants. “C’mon you old hermit, at least bargain.” Stefan steps forward to the sleazy pervert. “Word also is you wear this gross, smelly trench coat, but you have nothing underneath it.” Nikolai gasps, causing the old man to laugh, now smiling a pervy grin at Stefan. “Is that so? You sure hear a lot of rumors eh mate? Well you must know that one is true.” He grabs his crotch and steps towards the tiny boy. He now grins at the other two boys, a now visible bulge being able to be seen from under his thin rags. “I guess I could strike a deal,” starts Drakos as he finds himself slowly unzipping, exposing his hairy chest to the boys. “But I should warn, there is definitely something underneath this trench coat.” “Is it as big as I heard?” Stefan adds. With that, the hermit unzips, the trenchcoat falling to the ground. Eyes widen as the old Romanian stands, exposing his completely naked body and fiery erection, pointing straight to the sky. The two schoolboys are in disbelief. The dirty grinning man has them all alone on a deserted island, completely naked. And they just wanted to skip school. Stefan groans, not amused, nor bothered. “Well first things first, I don’t suck dick.” He looks down at the man’s hard shaft, hairy and hard, looking right at his face. “Especially that one.” alsancak escort Drakos chuckles, he lets a glob spit fall from his mouth onto his throbbing member. “No need lad, I just need you to undress. Can you do that for your skunk?” He then chuckles. Stefan wants to say no. But he made his friends trek this far, he couldn’t turn back now. Without saying a word the 11 year old begins removing his socks and shoes. Drakos slowly tugs on his naked hardon as Stefan does this. “What should we do?” asks Nikolai sheepishly. “Just watch,” says Drakos, not taking his eyes off the undressing boy in front of him. Stefan takes off his school shorts next, then his underwear, slowly revealing his tiny peach bum to his classmates and Drakos. Drakos tells him to stop there, then exclaims for him to get on all fours with his little ass pointing up at him. Stefan complies, rolling his eyes towards his friends as he does so. A dribble of precum falls from Drako’s red erection. He makes his dick jump for the boys, causing Stefan to smirk. “What do you want me to do now?” the little Swede then asks. “Arch your back up at me,” scoffs Drakos, licking his lips. With that, Stefan arches, popping his little ass up at the masturbating man. The boys standby, in shock at just how hard a grown man’s erection can be all while watching him hover over the little boy with the depravity of a dog in heat. A daze takes over the greasy perv, now entranced by Stefan’s tight pink hole. Stefan looks back, doe-eyed with a sly grin. “Is this better?” he asks, pushing his ass in the air. The boys laugh as Stefan sticks his plump tiny buttocks up, teasing the pedo who is clearly on the edge at this point. Drakos looks down, Stefans tiny’s cheeks asking to be coated like a donut. The man begins sweating. “Y-Yeah, just like that. Spread that little ass for Drakos. Show me your hole.” Stefan does so. “Now what?” asks Stefan. Drakos licks his horny lips, pointing his throbbing cock at the perky, little arse. Sweat is now pouring down his naked body in the morning air as his cock thrums, hard as a rock in front of the boys. “Keep your eyes on my cock, and I’ll amasya escort show you.” He darts his attention to the other two. “All of you.” Stefan sneers impatiently and stands to rub his ass against the old man’s chiseled red cock. “Mmm… is that your heart beating?” He glides his butt slowly up the man’s now, precum covered cock. “Hehe, I can feel it.” “Fuck, oh fuck,” Drakos musters, pulling the boy in closer to him. “Uh-oh,” teases Stefan, the warmth of the man’s hard muscle caressing his backside. “Looks like you’re leaking huh?” The man moans, thrusting against the little boy in the middle of the field, ” Ugh, ugh, I-I-I’m cumming, I’m cumming.” His lanky legs shake forcibly. Vlad and Nikolai then gasp as a splash of thick, white ejaculate escapes violently from the plumbed head of the Drakos’s cock. This causes Stefan to involuntarily moan, the feeling like that of a hot can of pop splashing on his boy cheeks. “For fuck’s sake!” laments Drakos across the naked wilderness. His luck was stellar this morning, letting a small tike coax him naked in front of his lads, getting him to spray like a fire hose all over him as the two looked on in shock. Stefan’s tight pink hole becomes plastered in a storm of sticky whiteness. He pushes his little behind against the man’s pulsating cock as warm cum oozes out like a sprinkler. “Fuck, Fuck! Bloody hell, you’ve got me milking like a newborn’s mother. FUUCKKK” The boys stand in astonishment as the naked man jolts, groans, forcibly using little Stefan’s cheeks to help gain control of his violent orgasm. Drakos licks his lips at young Nickolai. “Look at this c-cream, so much cream boys.” Shots fire all along the boy’s back, hair, and buttocks. Stefan, soaked in cum, looks back as the man slides his dying erection up and down his small crack, cum now slowly oozing out like a tube of toothpaste into a white puddle on his little hole. The man groans, finally coming down. Drakos shakes violently, still pressing into Stefan’s ass. The naked man is now a sticky mess of white strings, and ropes. “Here’s your weed,” he exclaims after cleaning up. He scoffs at the cum covered little swede, and throws an extra bag before throwing on his nasty trench coat and leaving. Stefan looks at his prize as his friends make their way over. “You did all that for us to get this?” says Nikolai smiling. “True Legend.” Stefan smirks again. “I guess there was something underneath that trench coat.”
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