Currently, even if he could often eat the naughty little boy in the next building, the hunk who lived across the street from the youth still liked to spy on him through his binoculars. He loved to see the youth being held and hammered violently by different men. In particular, the scene of a tall and fierce man pounding the youth was even better than doing the little sl*t himself.
Todayâs man, who looked to be more than 1.9 meters, appeared to be a colleague of the younger boyâs father, all the standard build of a Special Forces soldier, with dark wheat skin and a strong bulging mass of muscles.
The man came to the young boyâs house once, and for the first time, he was hooked by the young boyâs flirting. The two hooked up in the aisle not far from the living room where everyone was. Despite the presence of everyone nearby, at that time, the man just pressed the young boy against the wall and rubbed the little boyâs big melons and white arse hard.
The youth tightly covered his mouth for fear of being heard by the men close by as he was kneaded.
Less than a week later, the man came to the young boyâs house while his father was out on a mission.
The man sat on a chair. The youth, wearing only a loose shirt, was also straddling the man and his little hands hooked around the manâs neck. His white a*s and slim waist kept squirming and rubbing against the manâs cr*tch. His tender, smooth, and tight flower h*le contained the manâs massive girth.
The manâs huge meat rod was getting harder and hotter inside the youthâs lustful flower hole. Earlier, it was only 70% to 80% hard when he couldnât wait to thrust it in earlier, but now, itâs over 90% hard.
âNgh⌠Ha⌠So big⌠So hardâŚâ
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As soon as the man grabbed the young boyâs big melons, he kneaded it hard and heavily. At the same time, he leaned down and put his other arm around the youthâs thin waist, pushing the boy back and licking the little boyâs open shirt collar, revealing another mountainous mound.
âNgh⌠Ha! Uncle⌠Harder⌠Rub this little sl*tâs big melons harderâŚâ
The young boy was pressed back by the man around his slender waist while his legs were wrapped wide open around his waist, a position that caused the colossal shaft to thrust deeper.
âAh⌠Ha⌠Feels so goodâŚâ
The man fiercely rubbed the youthâs large melons under his shirt. Although the manâs hands were already big, he could only grasp more than half of his ample globes.
âSl*t⌠These big melons smell so good⌠So tender and softâŚâ
The man encircled the youthâs slender waist and pressed the boyâs white b**tocks tightly against his cr*tch while kneading the young boyâs voluminous melons underneath his loose shirt.
âUngh⌠It hurts⌠Donât bite my n*ppleâŚâ
âLittle Sl*t⌠Your flower h*le is sucking so tight⌠Still saying no⌠Youâre such a hypocrite succubus..â
The man noticed that whenever he kneaded the youthâs enormous globes ruthlessly, his honeyed h*le would firmly suck his large phal**s. Moreover, the harder he rubbed, the more nectarâsmooth and warmâ flowed from the flower cave containing his monstrous stem. Both the honeyed cave and fluids sucked, kissed, and massaged his huge shaft pleasingly.
âAh⌠Ha⌠Wu⌠Uncle⌠Uncle⌠Suck this little sl*tâs n*pples⌠So itchyâŚâ
The young boy, whose body was half-hanging in the air and felt like being gnawed by a hundred ants, hugged his neck and sent his a*s straight to his cr*tch. At the same time, he sent his huge melons to his hand and mouth, hoping that the man would give him more pleasure.
Such a seductive creature gasping underneath him, the man also began to breathe unsteadily. He straightened up his back and picked up the youth who was almost pushed by him in mid-air. He made the young boy sit in his lap again, and grab his loose shirt, and tore it with such force that a few buttons on his chest popped out.
Instantly, his two grand globes, which had already been played, bounced out like two large rabbits, wobbling, and adored with two fragrant red fruits that made men swallow their saliva and entice their appetite.
The man stared at the two enormous melons on the young boyâs chest that he had marked with rosy fingerprints. He abruptly bowed down and bit down hard on one huge, lustful n*pple.
âSo fragrant⌠So sweetâŚâ
The man sucked and bit the youthâs n*pples. His tongue licked his areolas, attached with electric n*pple clamps. His n*pples were so sensitive that after the man sucked a few times, they were as hard as a pomegranate. The manâs nibbling got increasingly violent, as if he wanted to bite his n*pples off.
âUngh, ah⌠Ah, haâŚEn, ha⌠Ah, ahâŚâ
It was similar to countless electric currents passing through his sensitive n*pples, rushing to his limbs and veins, and converging on his little rod which stood up even without being touched. His honeyed h*le itched, and he couldnât help wiggling his a*s, hoping that the hefty shaft penetrating him would thrust and rub his flower h*le so well.
âAh⌠Ha⌠Uncle, My flower holeâs so itchy⌠Quick, grind it with your shaft⌠Little Sl*t is itching to deathâŚâ
The young boy itched and wrapped his arms around the manâs neck. He kept sending his huge lecherous melons into the manâs mouth and grasp while his a*s constantly grinding against the manâs cr*tch. The man didnât move. He felt so itchy that he could only rub the immense phal**s to stop his itch. However, the slight friction against his tender flesh wasnât enough to relieve him, instead, he felt even more desirous.
His small tender honeyed h*le was full of sticky and obscene water which also coated his huge rod. The man was no longer satisfied with the contraction of his tender flower h*le caused by sucking his melons, and began to grasp the young boyâs thin waist in place. He began to repeatedly push and slam upwardsâŚ
The man was much stronger after all. As soon as he started moving, the young boy straddling his body bounced up and down. He gripped his slender waist, his meat rod hammering his flower h*le while also staring at his small face that showed extreme ecstasy.
The heavier the lust on the young boyâs face, the greater the satisfaction the man felt in his heart. His cr*tch ruthlessly pushed upward. As the youthâs body bounced up, he let out moans of satisfaction. He was gasping, his whole body was trembling, his globes jiggling in seductive waves, and his eyes were dazed. With another hard push, his slightly open mouth produced a lovable moan.
The fierce voyeur was peeping across the building with binoculars as the young boy was being hammered violently by the man on the chair. He panted heavily as he pulled his colossal shaft out of his jeans. The manâs meat rod who was currently pounding the youth wasnât as big as his own. However, it appeared to be 20cm long, 5cm thick, with a dark red color. At first glance, he also appeared to be quite experienced in hammering holes.
At this moment, the shirt on the youthâs body had been torn open and hung on the crook of his arm, revealing a pair of Q-tipped and plump melons, rounded shoulders, and a fair back. The two copulated for a long while.
The young boy, with his shirt hanging in his arms and exposing more than half of his back, put his arms around the manâs neck and tried to send his enormous globes to the man. At the same time, his white and tender a*s also began to move and cater to the manâs thrusting shaft.
Translatorâs Note
The next chapter will be the final one for this arc. Weâre about to wrap the story of our magnanimous-chested boy, his father, the voyeur from across the building, and his fatherâs comrades. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did!
As always, a poll will be conducted to decide which story will be translated next.