As soon as I pulled my soft prick out of the kid's mouth, he howled, gasping for air, and spit the cum left in his mouth right onto my feet, then followed that by fucking BARFING on me.As soon as I pulled my soft prick out of the kid's mouth, he howled, gasping for air, and spit the cum left in his mouth right onto my feet, then followed that by fucking BARFING on me. I went just fucking nuts, thank god we were in the shower and it hosed right off really quickly. When we were both cleaned off and his chunks had washed down the drain, I pulled the kid out of the shower by his neck; I had his head locked under my right arm; I turned off the shower and I dragged him to the dressing room area in his mother's bedroom, she had this like desk thing, with a mirror, and a little white chair. I grabbed a hairbrush off the table and pulled out the chair and yanked the kid down over my knee, both of us bare ass naked, and started whaling the piss out of the little fucker. Holy SHIT you should've heard the little brat howl. "OWWWWWWWWWWWW... THTOPPIT!" he shrieked, twisting and sliding, jerking with each red mark I left on his butt, slipping wetly against my lap. My cock was starting to perk up already then, his smooth flesh sliding against me. Jesus I wish I was a teenager again, could get it up three times in a row like that without any help from drugs or toys or "sex-aids". I was smiling, smacking him harder and faster with his mother's brush, landing blow after blow on his skinny ass, spotting it bright red as my cock rose to push into his belly. I pulled him off my lap; the kid fell to his knees howling and clutching at his ass. I hadn't beat him THAT bad; I found out later he'd never even been SPANKED in his whole life. I couldn't fucking believe it the kid was ten fucking years old and NOBODY had ever SPANKED him??? I got up off the chair and knelt down on the floor behind the kid and pushed him forward so he was on all fours; that was when I noticed the big full-length mirror at the end of the closet area I was facing; it was SO choice; I'd be able to bone out his ass and watch the whole thing. I crawled over the kid, wrapped my left hand in the hair at the back of his head and pulled his head up so he was looking straight into the mirror; I wanted to SEE the expression on his face when I buried my woodie in his backside. I grabbed his hip with my right hand and leaned forward; staring straight at his face in the mirror, I pressed my cock-head against his tortured little muscle. |