Nasty Boys

by

Millie Dynamite

The random chat window opened, for a moment the two viewers were fuzzy and out of centering. Then the cleaning woman came in to perspective. She was stunning, her blonde hair hung in waves either slope of her facial expression, her big green eye had shades of unripened and blue sky on the eyelid, and above, her arched brow, high zygomatic bone, and slender somewhat refined nose were all the boys could see. She moved back, and her full pouty brim parted in a smile.

"wellspring, my goodness you two male child are quite young, aren't you ?"

"I'm 19,"the dark-haired boy told her.

"I'm not quite 19,"the fairer, somewhat soft looking blonde-haired boy told her.

"wellspring, my, my, my and what are you two deviant little fuckers doing on an adult chat web site ?"

"Trying to babble out to a pretty woman,"the blonde boy told her.

"But they look at us and move on,"the other child said.

"Are your piffling dicks hanging out trouser ?"

"No,"they said in unison.

"We're not fag son,"the blond kid said.

"point of view up,"she insisted."Let me see from your waist and down below."

The two male child stood. They were shorts and jersey."face lift up the shirts,"she said. They followed her instructions. Pull the shirts off, little son. They did what she said."You nestling can sit down,"she said. They did as she told them, their cheeks were beet red.

"Oh, did I obstruct my little boy ?"the pair nodded their heads."Well, you can't be on an grownup site and not consume it about adult things. What 're your name calling ?"

"I'm Tony,"the sonant boy said, his face plastered with a big smile.

"Oh, Tony that can be a boy or a girl's name did you know that, sweetie ?"he nodded his head."And you, what's your figure ?"

"I'm Bob, well Robert but everyone calls me Bob,"he said then added,"I play football game, I'm a quarterback."

"But Tony doesn't gambol football, does he ?"they shook their school principal."Cause Tony's too small and frail for football, isn't he ?"

"I'll get bigger,"he said.

"Yeah, but never as big and strong as Henry M. Robert. Robert will be a big solid man some day and you, well you won't. You'll be a pretty boy all your life. You know, you look like a girl in the face. So, soft and attractive, and your dead body is shaped like a miss as well. A hunky-dory lean waist and looks like a beat minuscule ass too, baby."

"You take that back,"he said in a hushed vox his dispirited lip trembling.

"Robert, tell Tony the truth about how he looks,"she said.

"But…"

"Tell him,"she ordered in a piano but unwavering voice.

"You are lovely and with your foresightful hair…well, it's super on you, actually quite cute."

Tony's cheeks reddened, and his oculus glanced down, as a tear rolled down his cheek. The tears built in his center, one after another rolled down his attractive lenient cheeks.

"I didn't mean value to ache you,"Robert said putting his script on the humble boy's shoulder.

"Hug Tony, Robert,"she told him. It was an social club, but he wanted to hug the early boy, so he did. At first off, Tony resisted the hug, trying to go away, but in a few seconds, he relaxed and accepted the attention. His tears rolled from his eyes as he sobbed.

"It's approve Tony,"Henry M. Robert told him. Patting his friends back as he clutched him. When Tony's hands, first one then former, moved to Richard John Roberts back it felt odd. In a few moment the two boys'backtalk met, and a mint turned to kiss. Robert's cock twitched in his shorts, his hug and kiss became more strong-growing, and passionateness grew in him. His long tongue snaked in between Tony's full, pouty lips. His right wing hand roamed over Tony's small chest, squeezing his small firm pecks, massaging them like they were tits Henry M. Robert felt his cock grow.

"MMmm,"the woman said."Now that's hot and aphrodisiac. Are your little prick getting corpse ?"

Henry Martyn Robert broke the kiss and nodded his head. Then kissed Tony again, he guided the boy's hand to his tool."See what you did to me, Tony ?"

"I'm sorry,"Tony said."I didn't mean value to do that. Ghosh, Bobby, your dick is kind of big."

"Take it out and jack me,"Robert told him.

"I'm not a fag,"Tony said while he rubbed the pissed prick.

"Yeah, but it's your fault,"he said then whispered in his ear."I've jerked off thinking about your beautiful face, slender body, and petite firm troll ass."

"You know Tony wants to nurse your hawkshaw,"the woman said."So, make him. That way it's not his break, and he isn't a fag. He wants to suck you, so go ahead, make him."

Taking a manus full of Tony's gentle blonde whisker, he guided him down his chest of drawers, pausing at his belly."Kiss my belly push button,"he told him twisting on his hair. Tony acted reluctant to comply, but with some crude boost, a twist to the pilus, Tony kissed the former son belly, then ran his knife over it as he worked the great boys cock out of his gasp. He worked his way down to the Robert private parts, staring at Roberts 4-inch boner dribble ran from his mouth, falling on Robert's lower belly it trickled lower pooling at the understructure of his erection.

Throwing his head back, Robert let out a tenacious, fervent fizzle. Precum leaked and spread over his helmet ; he pushed Tony's face closer."Go on suck me, bitch,"he said his vocalisation wasn't mean just excited.

"hope you won't Tell,"Tony demanded.

"blockage being such a kitty-cat and suck,"Henry Martyn Robert told him. Pushing Tony's head finisher to his hard tool, Robert thrust his hips upward, driving his rooster between Tony's parted lips. The wet Interior Department of Tony's affectionate mouth felt so good on his set pecker.

Tony sucked on the dick and ran his knife around it. In a few moments, Henry M. Robert grabbed severe on the hank of hair's-breadth he held, pushed Tony down further as he began to disgorge into his rima oris. Globs sprayed down the boy's throat, and he gobbled it down athirst for Roberts seminal fluid. The pecker went soft in his mouth, and Robert pulled him off his cock and forced his admirer to face to his. Their lips again touched, soft and loving, they played at a kiss. In a leisurely mode, the candy kiss grew more passionate, and the two kid's glossa intertwined.

The cleaning lady offered boost as she watched them. Her twat grew moist, and she slid in two fingers enjoying the show.

"shuffle him hard again Tony, then let him bang your little cunt girl ass,"she said.

As soon as Tony's hired hand drifted back to Robert's cock it jumped up difficult. They continued their kiss for a few moments. Henry M. Robert stood, pulled his chair around then pushed Tony over the chairman, his ass pointing toward Robert. Robert pulled the shorts and underwire down around the other boy 's ankles.

"You want to see this don't you lady ? You want to see my fuck his niggling ass,"Robert said.

"Don't call Tony by boy names, treat him like the girl he is,"she told him.

"okay, okay you want to see me bonk her picayune pussy ass, don't you ?"

"Yeah."

"Promise you won't tell Bobby,"Tony said looking over his shoulder at his near friend.

"Shut up cunt,"Robert said."Don't claim me Bobby makes me sound like a fiddling boy. ejaculate squawk call me Robert."

"Okay, Robert, but promise you won't tell no one,"Tony insisted.

"You're the bitch in this passel,"He said."cunt don't give orders."

"Hey,"the womanhood snapped."I'm the one in charge."

"Sorry, but…"

"You promise her that you won't tell anyone and be nicer to her."

"Yes, ma'am. I'm sorry Tony, I promise I won't Tell no one. You're my girl you got it ?"

"Yeah,"Tony said.

"wait on to the chair,"Henry M. Robert said.

Tony grabbed the seat tightly. Robert shoved his dick in pulling the folding chair toward him. He worked his hips hard. Holding the hot seat up on two ramification he fucked small Tony for all he, she, was Charles Frederick Worth, jabbing his plup cock into Tony's sweet ass heavily and deep. Pounding into that tight, Virgin, dry ass. drop of sweat broke out on their bodies, Tony screamed in a mixture of pain in the neck and joy, his minor cock bounced and soon spewed cum over the rear of the chair and down on his face.

Robert pounded away, looking at the woman on the monitoring device. Her boldness was attractive but not nearly as beautiful as Tony's, he'd always wanted to be with Tony but didn't know how to severalise him. Looking away from the woman he gazed down at Tony's lovely grimace wondering he'd apparel up in girl's clothes for him. The chair rattled, rumbled, and made that speech sound that hot seat make on hardwood floors as he fucked the shit deeper into Tony's cute round ass.

He felt his balls tighten, rising, felt the cum as it started its journey. He spurted deep inside the hot shithole as his formal and Tony's touched pushing in harder holding Tony's sweet ass to his lap. Glob after glob exploded until he had nothing left.

Breaking apart the two boys settled into the cum covered tail end. Tony sitting on Oral Roberts lap as cum, liquified shit, and some blood oozed out of him, trickling down and mingling with his own emission on the tush. They shared the wet mutual wet spot.

"Can we see your naked consistence now ?"Tony asked.

"My goodness, you two little boys are smutty little fucker coffin nail,"she said hitting next, she was gone.

Slowly the next cam became penetrative and clear. The man blinked,"More dirty kids, what is it with all you queer's today. What the fuck, is there no puss out there ?"

The cam changed again as the two boy kissed. Tony reached over for the mouse and closed the window.

"We don't need no jerks to induce fun,"he said."You ever done a girl ?"

"No, nor a guy either, you're my first,"Henry Martyn Robert said. Kissing his new girl again, a rich passion filed Daniel Chester French kiss."You can be the boy next time. ”