Trigger Warning: Child Trauma Ahead

At 10 years old you don’t expect to have been used for sex as I had been recently. Jerry, the older boy up the street was first, and then he made me the “feature attraction” as the Saturday movie matinee by have me expose my round little white ass to the world while sucking his dick in the movie theater. I didn’t know he had invited several of his friends to watch me give him a blow job with my pants and briefs pulled down to my ankles and that they had congregated around us while I was busy doing what Jerry wanted. Next was the “assembly line” of his friends who all wanted me to do for them what they had watched me do for Jerry. Finally, coming home from school on the very next Monday old Mr. Cartwell, the man who lived in the apartment upstairs from ours, exposed himself to me and when I kept staring at his exposed genitals he finally took me upstairs and made me suck his big old dick under threat that he would tell the world what he had seen me doing with Jerry in the alley behind our garage.

I suppose it didn’t help that I was small for my age, had long honey-colored hair that my mother refused to cut, was blue-eyed with full lips and was more often mistaken for a girl than a boy. I didn’t know that my feminine physic and girlish looks entitled boys and men to use me for sex but that is what was happening.

After these events my week was uneventful, though several of my classmates were giving me strange looks and seemed to be discussing me behind my back. Maybe someone knew what happened at the movie theater or maybe I just had this invisible sign on my back that said “take me, I’m yours.” I say uneventful until Friday when I opened the front door and there was Mr. Cartwell sitting on the steps leading up to his apartment waiting for me. He was wearing a dingy grey bathrobe and slippers and the robe was mostly open in the front showing that he was naked underneath. I call him “old man Cartwell” but he isn’t all that old, maybe in his late 50’s or early 60’s. In any case, there he was waiting for me.

“About damn time, Billie-boy. Come on.” He turned and began walking up the stairs to his apartment without looking back knowing that I would follow him because he knew that he owned me now as well as Jerry. I can’t say that I did so reluctantly because all week I had been thinking about his large cock, his hairy balls, the intoxicating smell from between his legs, and his large growth of pubic hair. I was also remembering the strong taste of his large load of cum that I had swallowed and that it had left a lasting taste in my mouth even after I had eaten dinner. The more I thought about what he had me do for him the more excited I became but now that I was following him up the steps to his apartment I felt scared and embarrassed. I followed him just the same.

Once inside his apartment he shut and locked the door behind us and turned around to me letting his bathrobe fall open exposing his full body to me. He stood in front of me with his hands on his hips looking at me with a sinister smile on his face.

“With your clothes on I can’t tell if you’re a boy or a girl so why don’t you show me you’re a boy an’ take off your clothes for me?”

“Please, don’t make me do that, sir.” I pleaded with him.

“Sumthin’ wrong with your hearing? Take your damn clothes off and do it nice an’ slow.”

I really wasn’t in any position to argue the point or plead for mercy with him standing in front of me with his robe open and his hands on his hips with the silent threat in the air that if I disobeyed him he would go tell my mother and maybe even worse so reluctantly and slowly I pulled my school shirt over my head and dropped it on his sofa.

“Okay, boy, that’s a start. Keep goin’”

I was feeling embarrassed and humiliated to have to strip in front of this older man but, again, I didn’t have much choice so I unbuttoned my khakis, slid down my zipper and began to peel my pants off.

“Nice an’ slow” he said. “First your pants then your undies and turn sideways when you do it.”

I did it just as he instructed. I turned sideways and pulled my pants down slowly to my ankles. I bent over and untied my shoes and slipped them off so I could step out of my pants. I stood there as let him see me in just my briefs and my socks and then I slipped my thumbs into my briefs and slowly slid them down my bare legs all the way down to the floor and I stepped out of them and stood there.

“Well, glory be, you are a boy, aren’t you? Wasn’t sure but now I see what you are even if what I’m seein’ isn’t much.”

He was right. At 10 years old my dick was small and my little ball sack was tight up against my scrotum. I didn’t have even a hint of pubic hair or any hair other than on my head for that matter.

“Oh, sweet little boy.” He said as he came forward to me and held me to him running his hands up and down my back stopping to part my ass cheeks and run a finger over my little virgin butt hole. Every time he ran his finger over my butt hole I gave a little shiver I guess because he was probing my anus subtly. My “friend” Jerry hadn’t ever fucked my ass but he had stuck his finger in me and had shoved a few things up my ass. I’m embarrassed to admit that when Jerry stuck something up my ass I enjoyed the feeling even though the things Jerry used were small in line with our playing “doctor.” Still they were big enough for me to get a good feeling as he moved whatever he used in and out of my little anus.

“Come in, into the bedroom. Times a wastin’ an’ we got things we got to do.” He turned away grabbing my arm and dragging me into his bedroom and again he shut the door behind me. He took off his robe so that now we were both naked except I still had my socks on. He sat on the edge of his unmade bed and spread his legs open inviting me to come down to his big cock which was now partially erect. Without a word he took my hand, pulled me towards him, put his hands on my bare little shoulders and pushed me down on my knees.

“Kiss it, kiss it like you really are happy to see it and then give it a lick.”

I leaned forward and kissed his big old cock on his pee hole like before and again I tasted the faint trace of urine on

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