Mom’s New Boyfriend 1

10yo boy meets his neglectful mother’s newest boyfriend.

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My mom didn’t make the best choices. She drank a lot, did drugs and always had new men in her life. I basically learned to be self-sufficient since I was either ignored or left alone quite a lot.

Shortly after my 10th birthday, she started bringing home a new boyfriend named Ben. He was 25 and pretty fit, but in some ways, he looked like a typical white trash tweaker-type guy…shaved head, tattoos, thin from drug use. But, he was nice to me and always took an interest in what I was doing. Even though he was skinny, he was still way bigger than me; I was small for my age anyways, and at a little over 6 feet tall, he towered over me.

Looking back, I can see that I was a cute boy — white, 4’7”, 80 lbs, brown eyes and hair, skinny and totally hairless of course.

He’d find reasons to touch me like rubbing my shoulder as he talked with me or putting an arm around me while watching tv on the couch. Even though I thought it was odd, I just went along with it since he was nice and always smiling at me.

One night, about a week after he started coming around, they came home after leaving a party. I had already had my shower for the night was sitting on the couch watching TV in my gym shorts and a tank top. Even though it was kinda late, I was surprised to see them home so early. Turns out, my mom had overdone it a little and was totally out of it. He got her in the bed and came back out to the living room. I could tell he’d been drinking. Also, he was pretty hyper and kinda twitchy. I eventually learned that my mom liked to do the kind of drugs that relaxed you and put you to sleep, whereas he liked the ones that gave you energy and keep you awake.

He told me my mom would be dead asleep the rest of the night and he needed to find something else to do. With that, he stripped off his shoes, socks, jeans, and shirt. I’d never seen him like this, so I was pretty surprised to say the least. Just wearing some loose boxers, he plopped down on the couch beside me and said he was burning up and needed to cool off. To be fair, he was a little sweaty from the booze and other things.

He said, “What are you up to?”

I said, “Just watching some TV. I was about to go to bed though.” I started to get up and he put his big hand on my torso and pushed me back down on the couch.

He smiled and said, “Hang on! Stay up with me. You won’t get in trouble for staying up late.” He still had his hand on my chest and started to rub my torso up my to my shoulders and down to my stomach. He looked at me with glazed over eyes and said, “You feel really good. I think we’re going to have lots of fun tonight.”

I got kinda squirmy and tried to get up. I said, “I’m really tired, and should get to bed.”

He put his hand on my bare thigh, squeezed it, and said, “You’re not going anywhere. I’m the adult here and you need to do what you’re told.” Then, he slipped his hand up my leg inside my shorts and felt my smooth little balls and dick. I didn’t have any underwear on because I couldn’t find any that were clean. He said, “Oh, you don’t wear underwear either…just like your mom.”

I was frozen — half in fear and half in shock. He asked if I liked him touching me there. I didn’t move or say anything and was still frozen wondering what was happening. He said, “Sure you do. This feels great doesn’t it?” He kept this molestation up for a few minutes and then started moving lower, under my balls and around to my butt. He rubbed my smooth cheeks, and he even felt the outside of my little hole with his index finger and said, “Oh yeah! That’s really nice. These shorts are in my way though. Stand up boy.”

He managed to stand me up and put me in between his spread legs as he sat on the couch and ogled me. I was still kind of catatonic and just let him do whatever; somewhere in my mind, I knew I didn’t really have any other option. He pulled my tank up and then over my head, throwing it on the floor beside me. He said, “You’ve got a cute, smooth little body man. You should show it off more. I’d like to see you without a shirt anytime I come over, ok?” I just meekly nodded my head and he said, “Good boy. Now, let’s get you really comfortable.”

He hooked a finger in my short’s waistband and pulled them down to the floor. He pulled me forward and I took a step out of them. He took a deep breath in and it seemed like he touched every inch of me at once as his 2 big hands rubbed me all over, front and back. My body betrayed me and my little dick got rock hard; my 2 inches were sticking straight up toward my belly. He stroked it with 2 of his fingers and asked if it felt good. I nodded my head yes, because it did kind of feel good, even if it felt like something that shouldn’t be happening. He said, “Oh good boy indeed! I’m glad you like it. Now, how about you return the favor?”

With that, pushed me back a couple of steps and stood up. I felt so tiny standing below his towering body as he pushed his boxers down to the floor. His hard cock flopped up, and I was shocked at how big it was. I know now it was around 7.5”, but back then, it looked HUGE; I’d never seen an adult cock before. He saw my eyes get big looking at it and he just smiled and said, “I knew you’d like this thing,” and he waved it at me.

He took my right wrist and pulled my hand to his dick. He said, “Put your hand around it and move it back and forth like I was doing to you.” He kept ahold of my wrist for the first few strokes to show me how to do it. Then, he let go, and I kept stroking him. He put both his hands of my shoulders and threw his head back. He said, “Oh yeah, little man. Just like that…it feels great!” He was really enjoying it, but I think he was extra sensitive because of whatever drug he’d done.

He looked down and saw he was leaking pre-cum. He said, “Open your mouth and lick that clear stuff off the end of my dick.” I hesitated, because I didn’t know what it was and it seemed wrong to lick his dick. Suddenly, he slapped my face and said, “Hey! We’re having lots of fun now, but I don’t like to wait! Now do what I said.” That definitely got my attention; I think the drugs and booze were making him more aggressive.

I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. I started to move a little closer to lick it, but I guess I didn’t move fast enough for him. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me to his cock. He wiped the tip of it on my little tongue and bathed it with his pre-cum. He said, “Ohhh, good boy. Now close your mouth and swallow it down.” I did so quickly because I didn’t want to risk another slap. He stepped back and sat on the couch again, then pulled me down beside him. Suddenly, his hands were all over me again. He said, “Your tongue felt really great on my cock, boy. Now, get back down there and finish me off.”

He pushed me head back down to his dick. I opened my mouth and licked it again, not sure what do to. He said, “No, no. You’re going to do more than lick. Put it in your mouth and try to suck some of that clear stuff out.” He slapped me on the ass and said, “Don’t let me feel any teeth!”

I opened my mouth with the shock my stinging asscheek, and he took that opportunity to push his cock deep into my mouth. I tried to suck like he told me to, but mostly I was just trying to not gag and choke. He held my head and pushed in and out of my soft, young mouth. When I’d gag, I would try to back away, but he held me firmly in place. He stopped even trying to be gentle and just used my mouth as a fuck hole at this point. It didn’t take long until he was pumping fast and hard. I was constantly gagging and thought I was going to pass out; I got really dizzy and saw spots, but he just kept relentlessly using my little mouth.

He said, “Oh god, I’m going to cum! Swallow this down boy! Take it all you little bitch!”

Then, my mouth was flooded with a huge, hot load of cum. I did try to swallow, but mostly just gagged and it leaked out my mouth along with lots of spit and sweat dripping from my face. As he relaxed after his orgasm, he gasped, “Oh yes, yes, yes. You are a very good boy. We are going to have a lot of fun together. For now, you better lick that load up that you let escape. It will make you big and strong to eat it all.”

I was kinda broken and humiliated at this point. I didn’t even question him. I just bent back down and started licking his cum off his dick and torso. He reached over and got something off the side table. (I know now it was a meth pipe.) He lit the bottom of it and inhaled a big drag off of it. He said, “Oh yeah, we’re going to be spending a lot of time together” as he exhaled smoke all around me while I was cleaning him with my tongue.

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