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Subject: The Pleasure Boy Platoon Chapter 7 The Pleasure Boy Platoon Chapter 7 By GrizzlyDick Author’s Note: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boys and men. It contains graphic scenes of sex between a consenting youth and adult males. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. PLEASE DONATE TO NIFTY!! They provide a wonderful service for all of us. I’ve been reading stories here for years and am grateful for the service they provide for me and my dick. Copyright 2021 GrizzlyDick, all rights reserved. You may contact me at [email protected] if you like. I welcome constructive feedback or suggestions. Chapter 7 Characters: J.T. — Mid 30s 6’10” close to 300 pounds of muscle dark hair, very hairy, 7.5″x5″ cut Cody — 5, 3’5″ 35 pounds, curly brown hair, blue eyes, 3″ uncut Cody was happy. The happiest he had ever been. It was his fifth birthday party. His actual birthday was two weeks away, but his parents had decided to pull him out of school early to celebrate. With a trip to Orlando, to Disney. No expenses spared. It’s not every day your pride and joy turns five, now is it? He had spent the day, roaming around the park, riding on his daddy’s shoulders giggling, full of laughter. His autograph book was nearing completion. He just needed Winnie the Pooh and Tigger, and he’d have a full collection. It was dark now, the sky was alight with fireworks. He oohed and aahed with each explosion. The mouse ears on his head, slipping down slightly. His mommy held his hand as he cheered and whooped. He would never forget this day. It was rainy and dark, two weeks later. Back home and school was out for the summer. . Cody looked out the window of the daycare center and watched the rain slip down the windowpane. His parents had gone out, without him to do a little shopping on their own, to get among other things his birthday gift, the trip was just the icing on the cake. The daycare lady answered the phone on the wall. Her face changed from the cheery expression to a sad one. She hung up and called Cody over to her. She placed her arm on his back, her touch was warm and caring as she pulled him out of the room and down to the main office. She sat him down and told him the bad news. The news that both his parents were gone. That’s okay, they’ll come back soon! No, they can’t ever come back. They’re gone. Passed away. Struck by a drunk driver. He would never forget this day. Cody was dressed in his Sunday best, his parents were religious. He stood before the judge. An older man with white hair and a kind face. He didn’t understand anything. He didn’t understand what they were talking about. Three options, three different paths. 1. Street vagrant. 2. Boy sex performer. 3. SRRC. “Cody, do you like to travel?” The kind faced judge asked? “…yes sir… I do. It’s the best.” “Do you like school? Do you like learning? Learning new things?” “…yes I love school. I love learning new things?” “Do you like making others happy?” “…yes…” “Okay then. What we’re going to do is send you off. To the Sexual Release and Relief Center. You’ll be able to travel the world, attend the best schools imaginable, and make many men happy. I think this is the best option for you.” “Okay sir.” He would never forget this day. A taste filled his mouth. Salty and sweet and tangy. A good taste. Kind of like cherry. The taste got stronger and stronger. Mmmm it tasted good. Like the best candy he had ever had. He opened his eyes slowly. A hairy hand was running a lollipop slowly in and out of his mouth. He was in bed, naked, a muscular hairy leg draped over his small torso. He turned his head to the right. A man’s hairy legs were spread inches from his face. His erect penis throbbing, his butthole on full display, the musky sweaty scent wafting up to him. It smelled kind of like the taste from his dream, like the taste of the lollipop. He became aware of the other leg, pressing onto the top of his head. The man looked at him… J.T. the şişli travesti soldier as he pulled the lollipop from his mouth…it looked just like a penis…and rubbed it between his cheeks and slid it into his butthole, moaning. “Sleeping Beauty finally woke up!” He said grabbing his inflated dong and stroking “I’ve been doing this for about a half an hour. Like the taste?” Cody nodded, timidly. “What’s it taste like?” The soldier asked, stroking his cock with one hand and fucking the lollipop into his asshole with the other, in and out, slowly. J.T. pulled the lollipop out of his hole, placed the candy cockhead at the boy’s lips and slid it in, slowly. The boy closed his eyes and concentrated. “Like cherry. Sweet.” The soldier fucked the lollipop across the boy’s tongue in long slow strokes, matching the strokes on his own cock. “Cherry yes… and… what else can you taste?” Cody hesitated, thinking. “Um… your butt?” J.T. pulled the lollipop out, just to the edge of the boy’s lips. “You’re a big boy, what do big boys call it?” “Your… … ass.” Cody said, timidly those words were naughty. They were for men and older boys. Though, he supposed he counted as an older boy now, since he had had this soldier’s rock hard cock up his ass last night. “And what does my ass taste like?” J.T. pulled the candy cock away from the boy’s lips and swirled it around his hairy hole before sliding it in. “Salty…sweaty…” “Do you like the way my ass tastes?” The man asked, stroking his cock and fucking the lollipop in and out of his asshole, precum flowing steadily out his piss slit. “… yes.” Cody wasn’t lying. “C’mere and fuck the candy in and out of my hole while you work my cock.” The soldier commanded. Cody shifted over in the bed, laying between the big man’s hairy thighs. He was face to face with the dripping dick. He grabbed it with his left hand, not even able to fully wrap around the shaft, with his other hand he gripped the stick of the lollipop. The boy stroked the man’s shaft while he slowly worked the candy around the edge of the soldier’s ass ring. The small hand on his cock felt nice as did the playful tease around his hole, but the boy was inexperienced, new to it all. J.T. looked down at Cody, who was concentrating hard, focusing in on the task at hand, he’d have to teach him hands on. The soldier swatted hard at the boy’s face, eliciting a yelp and some tears to form in his eyes, he looked up at the soldier’s stern face. J.T. took the boy’s stroking hand in his right hand and guided it up and down the shaft, head to balls balls to head, up and down, long full strokes. He made sure the boy’s hand passed over his leaking slit and picked up some natural lubricant. “Just like this boy. All the way up, all the way down. Don’t feel as good if you just work the middle.” He said, moaning since the boy’s stroking had improved. “And get that candy cock deep in my ass deeper. Push in, pull out.” Cody nodded, the tears on his face drying up. He didn’t like when the soldier hit him, but it was his right to do it. That’s what they taught him in school. It was called… what was the word… discipline. He stroked J.T.’s cock up and down from the tippy top to the ballsy bottom in slow strokes. He fucked the lollipop in and out of the soldier’s ass deeper and deeper with every motion. He must have been doing something right because the big man lay his head back on the pillow and moaned. The tiny hand felt fabulous on his slowly oozing cockhead. J.T. lay there, eyes closed, letting the little boy explore. Suddenly, he felt something different, something hot and wet. The soldier opened one eye, to see the boy lapping at the oozing precum. “Ya like that don’t ya?” J.T. asked, still laying there with his head back on the pillow, not looking at the boy. “Yes.” “What’s it called? That syrup stuff?” The soldier asked. “Uhhh…precum?” “Good boy. You can have as much of my precum as you like. Just keep working my cock and hole however you want.” Cody wrapped his lips around the man’s leaking head and swirled beylikdüzü travesti his tongue around it, still stroking his cock and still pumping the candy in and out of his asshole. The soldier moaned and a nice sweet stream of salty precum flowed into his warm, velvety mouth. Cody pulled off the man’s cock and pulled the candy cock out of the his ass all the way. He inspected it. It was clean. No poop or nothing on it. He brought it to his mouth and tasted it, sucking on it, like he had just been sucking on the man’s cock. J.T. sat up and watched the boy. He was enjoying it. Enjoying the taste of his ass on the candy. The soldier smiled and shifted, getting on all fours in front of the boy. “Set the candy aside. Put it on the night table. I want you to get in there and eat my hole out good.” J.T. commanded. Without hesitating, Cody put the candy aside he leaned in and spread the hairy asscheeks with both small hands and dove in. It smelled and tasted just as good as the candy, if not better. He worked his tongue up and down the man’s crack and snaked his tongue into his hole. J.T. moaned. The boy really was a quick learner. His man cock dripped precum steadily. J.T. loved having his ass ate. Cody pulled back, and slid a finger in the man’s asshole and resumed licking up down and all around his finger as he probed in and around the soldier’s hole. The man growled. “Awwww goddamn that feels fucking good boy. Keep doing what you’re doing.” Cody slipped his finger in further, pulled out, and decided to add another finger to the mix. He explored the soldier’s ass with two fingers, still eagerly licking and tasting the man’s crack. His fingers entered deeper and deeper into the cave of the man’s ass and found something. Something the size of a walnut and kind of hard. He pushed against it and noticed more precum ooze out of the man’s cock. “Fuck! That’s my prostate, boy. Work it good.” J.T. moaned into the pillow. Cody mashed and pushed against the prostate and the soldier moaned steadily. He was purring like a happy cat. He slipped his fingers out and dove back in, slithering his tongue back into the hole, trying, in vain to taste the man’s prostate. The soldier suddenly sat up, pushing the boy down onto his back. He straddled Cody’s face and sat down. The boy eagerly resumed his tonguing of the hairy soldier’s asshole. Every so often J.T. would lift his ass up to let the boy draw in some fresh air, before sitting back down to let the boy chow down on his ass. J.T.’s thick, hard, hairy man meat lay on the boy’s chest. The boy’s little cocklet was hard as a rock as he ate his soldier’s ass. They found a nice, steady rhythm of deep ass eating and breaks for breath. Precum was absolutely flowing from J.T.’s cock, leaving an obscene snailtrail on the boy’s chest. The hairy soldier could feel it starting to brew. That familiar feeling in his nuts. He pulled up one last time and let Cody draw a big breath before mashing his hairy ass back onto the boy’s face. He sat down with nearly the full weight of his form. The boy never stopped dutifully licking and prodding his hole with his tongue. He rode the boy’s face, grinding it back and forth across his nose and mouth. J.T. moaned and groaned and growled loudly. “UUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNGHHHHHHH AWWWWWW FUCK.” Was all J.T. said as his cock started erupting. Shooting, handsfree, volley after volley of thick cum all over the boy’s chest and belly. Some of it even spurted onto the boy’s little hard cocklet. He panted, it was a good hard cum. Slowly he pulled up, turned around, and kissed the boy. Tasting his faintly cherry flavored ass on the boy’s lips. He pulled away and licked his face, taking in all his flavors. “Good fucking job boy. You made me cum handsfree. It takes real skill to do that to a man, you know.” J.T. said, looking the little boy in the eye. Cody was proud of himself. He had liked what he had just did and was proud that he was able to do something that not many people could. “Since you did such a good job and were such a good boy, you get istanbul travesti a reward.” J.T. said, sliding down the bed between the boy’s legs. He scooped some of the jizz he had just shot all over the boy into his hand and grabbed the boy’s dicklet. Up and down in long, slow strokes, J.T. worked the boy’s uncut dickie. Nice and slow and teasing. The boy wriggled and writhed it felt good. He was so turned on that even these slow, teasing strokes brought him closer and closer to the edge of those tingling feelings. J.T. scooped some more cum up with his other hand and slid a finger into the boy’s tight asshole. He worked his fingers in and found it, the boy butt walnut, his prostate. J.T. mashed his finger against it hard. “That there. That’s the prostate. Feels good don’t it?” J.T. asked “Mmmhmm” The boy moaned. J.T. pulled his finger out, scooped up some more cum and added a second finger to the mix in the boy’s ass. He spat on the boy’s cock and sped up his strokes. Cody’s cock was tingling. Not quite as much as last night when he came, but close. The boy wriggled and writhed in ecstasy it felt so very good. J.T. teased the boy’s cocklet slowly, pulling the foreskin back and running his fingers across the exposed head, while he mashed the boy’s prostate. He pulled out, lubed up some more, and added a third finger in. Cody bucked his ass up and down on the soldier’s three digits, his cocklet fucking into the man’s hand which was just barely touching it. His arms lay stiff as a board at his sides, he felt good. The soldier moved up the boy’s small body, still just barely stroking his cocklet and fucking his three fingers in the boy’s hole. He planted a kiss on the boy’s lips. Cody eagerly returned the kiss, feeling the bristly, thick stubble of a beard on his face. J.T. looked into the boy’s eyes, which were glazed over in passion for the sexual feelings that were running through his little body. “Do you want Daddy to make you cum, boy?” J.T. asked. The boy, unable to find any words nodded pleadingly, moaning. “Okay. Grab me and hold on tight.” J.T. commanded and the boy complied, wrapping his arms and legs around the soldier’s body as the assault on his ass and dickie increased in speed and intensity. “Daddy’s gonna make you cum, boy. Just let it go.” The soldier’s hairy paw of a hand was a blur up and down the boy’s cock, his other hand pumped his fingers in and out and mashed into his prostate. The boy howled as the boygasm rocked his body and his little dick began to pulse and throb and bounce in the man’s hand. His cock so desperately trying to spurt the cum that didn’t exist yet. J.T. slowed his strokes to a turtle’s pace, still slowly teasing the boy’s spent cock. He slipped his fingers from the boy’s asshole and went in for a kiss. He brushed the sweaty hair away on Cody’s head as he looked him in the eyes. “Did you like that?” “Mmmhmm” “You know, you were born for this. Born to make men’s cocks and asses feel good and to make your cock and ass feel good.” J.T. said, stroking his hand up and down the boy’s cummy body. J.T. turned over and lay back down in the bed, next to his little lover. Cody lay there, still covered in the man’s cum on his chest, his little cock and his tiny asshole, panting. He had never felt so good in his life. He shifted in the bed, laying his head on the man’s hairy chest. J.T. ran one hand slowly through the boy’s hair and the other, sensually up and down his pale, white back. Cody closed his eyes and drifted slowly back into sleep as the man’s chest slowly rose and fell. Last night was just the deflowering. This morning was the blossoming, J.T. had ensured that Cody was to be a sexslave, a slave to sex. The feelings he could give to others and the feelings he could get from others. He would never forget this day. And one day very soon he would be giving those feelings to others and getting them from others in abundance. Soon it would be time to share little Cody. Thanks for reading, glad to have another chapter done in this story. Hope you enjoyed this one. This is my first attempt at a story. I hope it got your cock nice and hard and maybe you shot a load to it. I’ll start work on chapter 8 soon. Open to constructive criticism. 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