Part 2

Meanwhile, Barry Winston had put his clothes back on and was now preparing to announce the next act.

“Ok guys. That was a great performance from Jeremy I think, and real brave of him to give us his balls. Now we’ve got another real treat for ya, not that Jeremy wasn’t a real treat himself, right guys, especially for Jack and Mike?”, to which he was greeted by another round of scattered applause, laughter, and hollered confirmations.

“Next up we’ve got two little guys who are half brothers with the same mom but different fathers. In fact they’ve never met their fathers and don’t even know who their fathers are. Neither does their mom, apparently, or doesn’t really remember which of her lovers might have gotten her pregnant with them. Their names are Jasper and Calvin, and they’re 10 and 8 years old respectively.” A collective gasp and some groans emerged from the audience at this announcement.

“Yeah, I know” Barry said, “That’s going a little too far on the youth side of things for some of you so if you’d like to sit this one out at the bar, you can be my guest. But these kids are just about the cutest little guys you’re ever going to see, and they’re both completely eager and willing to please with whatever you want to do. Just about anything goes with these kids. Come on out here guys”, Barry called out toward the dressing room into which Jeremy had departed.

The two boys bounded out skipping and jumping toward the ring and bounded up the stairs. Little Calvin stumbled a bit on his way up and got a hand from one of the men nearest him. He giggled a bit as he recovered his footing and continued up the stairs that were just a little big for him, which is why he’d stumbled. Jasper was already standing next to Barry by the time Calvin arrived skipping along like a little puppy dog, and grabbed his brother’s hand.

“Ok, now, let me tell you about these kids. Jasper, although he’s only ten, is already in the middle of his puberty. As you know, little kids these days start to mature sexually much sooner than we did. Most of you didn’t enter puberty until you were eleven or twelve, but Jasper’s is already well under way. This is also partly because their mom, who is a wonderful mother who loves them both dearly and takes very good care of them both, decided that they should both be completely sexualized as early as possible – as soon as they were ready, in other words. Calvin is still pre-pubescent, of course, but he’s had lots of sexual experiences all the same and seems to love it almost as much as Jasper does. Their mom feels its better in the long run if they are exposed early on, as it were, to what goes on in the world rather than discovering it the hard way and developing negative attitudes that might scar them for the rest of their lives. As it is, they’ve both been, shall we say, thoroughly molested by several of their mom’s current lovers, which is one of the sources of income that allow all three members of the family to live quite comfortably. Both their mom and I see to it that the boys are protected from severe violence or injury, but aside from that, they’ve been put through their paces, so to speak, many times in many different ways.”

“So my point is”, Barry continued, “you need not feel guilty or sorry for them when you see what we’ve got in store for them and for you, because they’ve been there before and they’ve developed a taste for it. They know and understand all about adult sexual behaviors, having watched their mother doing it and also having many of the same things done to them.”

“So what we’re going to do right off, is get them both out of their clothes. I’ll take it slow so you can appreciate them for a bit in various stages of undress, and then I’ll hand them both around naked for you guys to play with as you see fit. As I said, everything goes except for physical pain and injury, which they’ve never experienced and definitely do not expect from any of you, so keep that in mind. I have something in mind for a bit later as you know, but you’ll have to leave that to me. You can play with their bodies as much as you like, and touch and fondle their little genitals, right guys?” he said to the boys, who just looked up at him and nodded vigorously. “You can kiss and hug them too. Go ahead and French kiss them, they love it. They like you to lick their teeth and suck on their tongues and stuff like that. They take it as affection and I’m sure you’ll give it in that spirit as well. Stick your fingers in their little butt holes too if you like, but be careful not to hurt them. They know how to open themselves to you, but no cocks please, just fingers and thumbs and such, and give them a little time to get used to you. It’s not like they can open themselves up completely at the drop of a hat. You’ve got to work on them for a bit and get them aroused for that to happen. Ok? Any questions?”

“How about tickling, is tickling off limits, or is that Ok?”, one of the men asked.

“What do you say guys?”, Barry said to the boys. “Do you like to be tickled, or should we not do that to you?” Jasper answered for both kids, “Calvin likes it more than me, but I’m Ok too, if you don’t do it to me too hard or too long. I might get sick if you do it too long.”

“Ok guys, you heard the boy, you’ve got your marching orders”, Barry said. “So, let’s get your clothes off, Ok? You ready to get naked for us?” Neither boy said anything, but just smiled and Calvin giggled a bit. He was a giggler obviously. They didn’t think any reply was necessary as they assumed it was going to happen whether they said anything or not, and it was just Barry’s way of announcing his intentions.

Barry signaled to Carlos who brought a small cot on stage that was made up as a bed for the boys to sit on while Barry undressed them. Calvin immediately sat on it and began swinging his legs back and forth under the cot. Jasper remained standing as he assumed he’d be the first to go. He looked up at Barry as Barry began unbuttoning the kid’s shirt. He wasn’t wearing any undershirt, so as soon as his shirt was off and on the bed he was bare chested. He had a nicely developing torso, not skinny at all but not fat in any way either, except maybe for a small amount of soft baby fat here and there. He was definitely all boy and was beginning to have well defined musculature. His shoulders were still fairly narrow and his rib cage could be seen clearly under his skin. He had nice pert little nipples that were a bit larger and darker than one might expect for a boy his age. Barry wasted no time, though, starting in on the kid’s jeans. He unfastened his belt but didn’t bother removing it from the loops. Jasper just looked down and watched himself being stripped. He kind of jutted his pelvis forward so Barry could reach the top button more easily. He clearly enjoyed this. He liked the idea of this nice man that he knew so well undressing him in front of all these strangers. He didn’t know why he liked it, but he did. Calvin, everyone noticed, was watching all of this now, kind of wide eyed, but with his thumb in his mouth. Barry noticed this as well, and told everyone that Calvin still liked to suck his thumb and nobody tries to stop him; that it helps him calm himself and also helps him get himself sexually aroused when he thinks that’s what’s called for as it is in this kind of situation.

Barry had Jasper’s pants unfastened and his zipper pulled down. He stepped around behind the boy and spread the flies apart and pulled the kid’s pants down a bit so everyone could see his underpants. They were just plain white underpants though so he didn’t leave him that way for long. Barry had the boy sit on the bed at this point so he could take off his shoes and socks. After he got the kid’s shoes off, he lifted one of his little feet to his face and sniffed. “Smells nice, Jasper. I like the smell of your feet.” he said. “But you know that of course,” he added, and the boy smiled and giggled at that.

“Here guys, Barry said, tossing the socks out to the crowd. Get a whiff of that. That’s what a boy’s feet are supposed to smell like.” The men passed the socks around sniffing them appreciatively and nodding at one another at the sweet but funky odor of a ten year old’s feet.

Barry took Jasper’s hand and stood him back on his bare feet and crouched down behind him to draw his pants down to his ankles. The kid stepped out of them one foot at a time as Jeremy had done previously. Now he was just in his underpants. The little double U shape of his sex could be clearly seen in the crotch of the white cotton briefs. Barry led the boy by the hand out onto the mat and around the ring so the audience could see him in this state and in motion. His beautifully shaped legs were completely hairless and his knees especially were perfectly formed. He moved with tremendous youthful grace as he walked around the mat holding Barry’s hand.

Barry asked him to turn around to face him and spread his legs a bit and bend down slightly so everyone could see the little bulge of his testicles pushing down against the cloth of his briefs. “How about that, guys?” Barry asked. “Is that nice or what?” The men murmured their approval. “Yeah, he’s a cute little fucker, Barry”, one of them said.

Barry swooped the boy up under his arms and placed him back near the bed. He told Jasper to pull his underpants down and take them off so everyone could see him naked, which he promptly did. He stood there looking up at Barry and waiting for further instructions. His penis was nicely sized in proportion to his body, and he had a nice little bush of curly pubic hair starting to grow around it. The hair on both his head and in his groin was light brown in color, although his head hair was softer looking and had streaks of gold running through it. He wasn’t erect at all yet and his penis dangled tantalizingly down in front of his testicles.

“Ok Jasper, scoot back out there and do a little turn with your hands over your head, yeah like that. Spread your legs a bit and do that little bend over thing like you did with your shorts on. Right. Yeah, good, put your hands on your knees just like that. Move around a bit so everyone can see your nuts waggle and give everyone a good look at your anus. Thatta boy. Oh look! He’s going hard now. Wow! Good boy, what turned you on Jasper?” Barry asked him.

“I donno,” Jasper said. “Everybody’s lookin’ at me, I guess. Feels weird.”

“So, what do you think guys? Just look at that little hard-on. Ever seen anything sexier that that?” Murmurs of approval and assent emerged again from the audience, but everyone was too rapt to comment loudly.

“Ok Jasper, come on back here and sit on the bed while I get your little brother undressed,” Barry instructed.

Jasper sat naked and erect on the bed beside his brother while Barry stripped the little kid. He moved Calvin to his lap straddling his right leg. Barry was holding him with his hand practically covering the kid’s entire chest.

“Ok, I think we’ll go with the pants first this time,” Barry said. “Jasper, why don’t you take his shoes off for us, Ok?” Jasper jumped down from the bed and began untying Calvin’s shoes. He pulled them off one at a time and then pulled off his socks as well. Calvin flexed his bare toes and wriggled them around, enjoying the feel of the cool air on his little feet.

“Toss the socks and shoes!” somebody yelled from the audience. Jasper gave one shoe an overhead toss, which was a little weak – a little leaguer he was not – and the other he tossed out to the crowd underhand. “You gotta give ‘em back after,” he said to the men. “Here, here’s his socks too.” He said this after instinctively sniffing them himself, and then dropping them into the crowd, one of them to one side of the ring and one on the other. The men passed around the little shoes and socks taking in their light sweet body scent, and nodding appreciatively at one another as they had with Jasper’s.

Meanwhile, Barry had pulled Calvin’s jeans down to his ankles and left them there for a moment. “Ok, Calvin, let’s play a little game. Let’s see if you can kick off your pants without anybody helping you. Just try to wriggle out of them with just your feet and by kicking. I’m gonna keep holding you tight so you can’t reach them. Ok? You think you can do it?”

Calvin didn’t say anything but he instantly responded to the challenge, giggling like crazy, of course. First he tried just kicking them of by swinging his feet together and tossing them in the air in front of Barry’s leg. That didn’t work, so he tried rubbing them back and forth against his ankles with each foot. That started to make a little more progress. He had one leg of his jeans down over his left foot at least. He tried to reach forward to push them off, but Barry wouldn’t let him. Everybody was laughing now at the kid’s happy frustration. They were also, of course, very much enjoying the sight of his bare legs flying around and the effect of all this movement on the little lump in the crotch of his undies.

Finally the left leg of his pants dropped off and he only had the right leg to go. He flipped that leg over and over trying to get the damn pants to fly off. He had a look of determination on his face, pursing his lips and concentrating on his efforts. Barry just continued to hold him and enjoy the feel of his little body bouncing around on his leg. Calvin had done stuff like this before, so he knew what that ‘thing’ was that was poking him in his left thigh. It was Mr. Winston’s ‘weanie’. It felt good because he was pretty sure it was all this squirming around that was causing it.

“You give up?” Barry said, still laughing at the boy. “You want some help now?”

“No!” Calvin hollered. “I wanna do it myself!” He was a stubborn little fucker. His brother was just sitting there watching all this with his hands in his lap absently fiddling with his prick and pinching his balls once and awhile. He liked the feel of his scrotum and moving his nuts around inside it.

“Why don’t you try pushing on your pants with your left foot?” Barry suggested. Calvin tried this and the pants slipped down off his leg inside out with just the cuff now clinging to his foot. Now he was flipping the pants more frantically trying to get them finally to drop off. He seemed to want to do it that way instead of just pushing them off with his other foot. He thought of that as ‘cheating’ somehow. Finally the pants went flying across the ring and everybody clapped and hollered their approval and appreciation.

Jasper was clapping and smiling at his little brother ear to ear. He gave him a little shove on the shoulder to show his admiration. Calvin was just giggling and rolling back and forth on Barry’s leg with a big grin on his face. Barry gave him a little kiss on the cheek and said, “Good job, dude! Way to go!” Calvin was reveling in the approval and friendliness everybody was showing him. He could tell they all liked him, so he liked them back. He would do anything for Barry and his friends at this point, and for his big brother, of course, whom he loved more than his life….well, as much as his mom anyway.

Barry said, “Well now that’s over, let’s get a good look at you.” He placed the kid out at the end of his leg with his knee in the boy’s crotch, pushing his little genital package out more prominently than before. He bounced the kid up and down on his knee, trying to stimulate him a little bit. The kid loved it, being bounced up and down like that, giggling continuously.

“So Calvin,” Barry said, “you see your brother’s penis? Like it was a few minutes ago, sticking up straight? Can you do that to yours?”

“I don’t know, how’d he do it?” Calvin asked.

“I don’t know either,” Barry replied. “Why don’t you ask your brother?”

“How’d you do it?” Calvin asked again, this time looking at Jasper.

“It just happens,” Jasper says. “It happens when you’re feeling fucky-like, you know? Like when you’re fooling around in the bath tub and stuff.”

“Yeah, I know that!” Calvin said. “But how’d you do it right now?”

“I don’t know,” Jasper replied. “You’re on your own.”

“Well, don’t worry about it Calvin,” Barry said, gently. “It doesn’t really matter. You look fine either way. Let’s just take down your underpants and see what your penis looks like the way it is, Ok?” Once again, Calvin didn’t say anything because he didn’t think it was really a question.

“Why don’t you do it to yourself?” Barry said.

“Like I did my pants!?” Calvin asked, worried. “I don’t think I can.”

“No, dipshit,” Barry said, laughing. “Just jump down off my knee and pull ‘em down the regular way. That’s right. Ohhh, nice! Look at that guys. My, my. How often do you get to see that: an eight year old boy stark naked, and you don’t even have to avert your eyes. Wow! So cool.”

Calvin smiled and put his fists on his hips and just showed himself off. Barry picked him up again and turned him around and so he was facing Barry and put him back on his knee. He bounced the kid up and down again so everybody could see his butt bouncing and jouncing and jiggling. Then he lifted him up by his hips and hoisted him up with his legs scrambling in the air so everybody could see his ass and his groin from the rear with his little balls dangling and his little cock starting to stick out like his brother’s. Jasper’s was half hard again, not straight up like most 10 year olds when fully erect, but sticking out 90 degrees at least.

“I see you figured out how to get your weenie to stiffen up like we like it.” Barry said.

“Yeah, but I don’t know what I did,” Calvin replied. “Sure feels good though.”

“Ok, well I think I’ve had enough fun with you guys, I think we should pass you around to the others out in the audience, you up for that?” Barry asked the boys.

“Yea!” Calvin exclaimed, but Jasper just smiled somewhat shyly. He had a bit better idea than his little brother what was in store and he wasn’t really sure he was “up for it”, but he knew it was going to happen, like it or not, so he might as well get ready for it.

Barry scooped up both of the naked boys, one in each arm and carried them to the edge of the ring. He handed Jasper down to his right to one of the guys on that side of the ring, who reached up and took him under his arms and sat him on his lap. Barry then walked to the other side of the ring and, first lifting Calvin into a cradle position, unceremoniously tossed him down into the waiting arms of the crowd, causing Calvin to squeal first in fright and then in delight as he was caught firmly and carefully by the men.

They immediately started a tug of war with Calvin, one guy pulling on the boy’s ankles and the other by the arms, gently of course, yelling, “he’s mine! I caught him first.” And the other one yelling, “Bullshit, he’s mine, dammit, I want him first.” They were both laughing their heads off and Calvin was giggling a mile a minute. Suddenly another guy reached around the boy’s middle and snatched him away from both of the other two guys and took off with him swinging him effortlessly up into a piggy back ride as if he were a lively sack of potatoes. Calvin had both his hands under the man’s chin with his stiff little dick pressed against the back of his neck, and was having the time of his life.

Jasper meanwhile was just sitting impassively on the guy’s lap who had taken him from Barry, and was gazing around at the other men. He noticed a strange, but surprisingly pleasant smell, which he sort of intuitively understood to be that of a group of grown men putting out a lot of energy, sexual energy. He felt ‘flattered’ by that, even though he’d only ever heard his mom say that about herself, and wasn’t too sure what it really meant.

Anyway, he felt pretty good and very safe, unlike some of the times when his mom was alone with a guy who looked and acted rough and treated him roughly as well. These guys seemed really nice and Mr. Winston would be sure to keep him safe.

As if on cue Barry said to one and all, “Ok now, no hurting the kids. Don’t be making them cry anyway. If I hear crying from them and find out you’ve injured or scared one of them half to death, you’re banned from the club for two months, Capische?” He wanted to make sure the guys would at least try to keep their ardor in check, but he didn’t want to spoil their fun either. They were good paying customers after all and these were boy prostitutes, pure and simple, so what did they, or their mother, expect?

The man who had Calvin on his back was marching him around the room. He’d pushed the kid backward so that he was hanging upside down with arms dangling down and his little legs hooked over the man’s shoulders. Guys were coming up to him and playing with his body, sometimes putting their mouths on his tummy and making farting noises into his belly button (causing giggles all around), or kissing him upside down on his forehead, his eyes, his mouth, his little nose. And everyone was stroking his soft skin and enjoying the feel of his ribs and rubbing up and down his sides with their fingers. They didn’t leave his genitals alone either. They reached up and cupped his little balls and tweaked his cute little dick, causing it to bounce and flutter.

On the other side of the room, the men were taking turns holding Jasper on their laps. He’d lay for a minute on one guy’s shoulder and breath sighingly into the man’s neck and kiss the man on his cheek. The man would run his hands up along the Jasper’s inner thighs right up to his balls, and then fondle him there feeling them give way under his fingers rolling them around loosely in their little skin sack. Then they’d masturbate the kid a bit, rubbing a thumb over his frenulum. He enjoyed their touches. Their hands were warm and mostly dry. He liked the smell of them. He landed in one guy’s lap who was rather stout, like Santa Claus. This man hugged him tightly against his ample belly and rubbed his nose against Jasper’s. Then he opened his mouth and kissed him. “Open your mouth now,” the man said to the boy, softly. Jasper stared into the man’s eyes for a second or two unsure if he should comply. Then he opened his mouth like at the dentist, and the man kissed him again. His rough tongue went inside the boy’s mouth and started to probe around inside along his teeth and tongue.

The man sucked and sipped the boy’s saliva and tasted some of everything he could reach in there. Then he sucked on the boy’s nose and stuck the tip of his tongue into one of his nostrils, pretty far up too. Jasper blanched at that and pulled his head back. “What’s wrong, you don’t like that?” The man asked.

“You surprised me,” Jasper said. “I wasn’t expecting that.”

“Can I do it again?” The man asked.

“I suppose so,” Jasper replied. He wasn’t sure why not. If the man already had his tongue in his mouth, why not his nose, if that’s what he wanted to do.

The man’s tongue went back into Jasper’s nose and poked around a bit, trying to feel if there was anything in there he could eat. There wasn’t, but it tasted good in there anyway. Jasper too, was fascinated by the smell of the man’s saliva shoved right up into his nose. He sniffed at it when the tongue was removed and found that he liked that smell too, so he kissed the man back and smiled at him. He didn’t stick his tongue in the man’s nose though. That was too much, even for Jasper.

The next guy to take Jasper into his embraces, started to lick him all over. The first place he licked was the boy’s armpits, tickling him and making him squirm. He then licked the boy’s belly button and then lower and lower until he was licking the kid’s penis and sucking on it. He sucked the entire genital package into his mouth and rolled his tongue around the boy’s cock and balls. Jasper had a look of surprise mixed with pleasure at this sensation. Nobody had ever done that to him before. It felt amazing.

The man then flipped the boy around and had him stand on his knees. He asked one of the other guys to hold the boy steady so he could part the kid’s ass cheeks and get at his little pucker hole. He started licking and sucking all around that too. He started under the perineum and worked his rough sucking tongue up toward the boy’s anus and beyond. Then back down to his target and narrowed his tongue to just a hard tip and drove it inside as far as it would go. Jasper gasped as that too was a new sensation for him. Wow! He thought to himself. That is awesome feeling. “Hooo, do that some more!” he exclaimed out loud, making all the others nearby laugh and chuckle. The man who was steadying him on the other man’s knees started to hug the boy and rub all up and down his soft silky skinned back, feeling his ribs and his backbone. He pulled the boy’s head back a bit and gazed into his eyes. Jasper gazed right back with a little enigmatic smile, a Mona Lisa smile, I guess you’d call it. The smile said, ‘I know you like me and maybe I could like you too, but you’ve got to earn my love, and you haven’t done that yet.’

Nevertheless, the man kissed the boy softly on his cheeks and his ears, and nibbled lightly on his ear lobes. He whispered into his ear, “you’re so beautiful. Do you have any idea how beautiful you are? You drive us all crazy!” This was said in a low, slow whisper, barely audible to anyone but Jasper himself. It made Jasper tingle all over. Not just he words, but the feel of the low adult voice in his ear and soft warm breath that delivered the words, nice words.

About this time, the whispering man took Jasper away from his ass licker and held him against his stomach with the boy’s legs wrapped around his middle. He walked him around the room showing him off as though he was his possession alone and he was proud of it. He showed the boy to each man in turn and let them caress and kiss him, and tousle his soft golden brown hair. Many of them pinched the boy’s nipples and fingered his ass, rubbing their thumbs along the hole and pressing in a little way. “That feels good!” Jasper said in response to these ministrations.

“Would you like me to put my finger in all the way?” The man holding him asked? “Sure, Jasper replied.” He’d had fingers in his ass before, and few dicks as well. He liked it. A lot!

The man held Jasper under his butt with one arm and after wetting his middle finger thoroughly, stuck it up into Jasper’s ass as far as it would go.

“Ahhh!” Jasper exclaimed. “That’s weird. Keep doing that!” He was smiling and looking into the man’s face. He was almost cross-eyed looking at him, he was so close. He was smiling and looking right into the man’s eyes while he was being finger fucked. This was almost too much fun. He wished he could be alone with just one of these guys. He thought the Santa Claus guy was the best one with his soft white beard and hair. That would be really nice. To be fucked by Santa Claus. What could be better than that?”

The last guy to get his hands on Jasper, sat himself down and put Jasper down on the ground on his bare feet in front of him. “I want you to suck my cock, kid” He said. “Have you done that before?”

“I did it once.” Jasper replied. He’d done it many more times as well, but he thought it best not to brag. He was smart enough to know that these guys liked his innocence as much as anything else. He didn’t want to be ‘used merchandise’. He’d learned that trick from his Mother.

The man quickly opened his own trousers and pulled out his penis and testicles. Jasper stared at for a second, wondering if he could get most of it in his mouth. It was a pretty big one. Bigger than Mr. Winston’s anyway, and that was saying something. He was also suddenly drawn to the smell of it. He’d been noticing all the new smells the whole time he was being felt and fondled by these men, but this was the strongest smell yet. He leaned in and sniffed at the man’s sex organ, openly sniffed at it. Then he licked it to get it wet and sniffed again. It was a very sweet but acrid smell, like dirty gym socks, but ‘wetter’ somehow, and even more funky smelling. It was attractive and repulsive at the same time. He wondered how often the man washed himself, or was this just his natural odor all the time? Barry had told Jasper about pheromones, and that they were smells associated with sweat and such that attracted people sexually. Jasper thought that must be why he liked to keep sticking his nose back there and sniffing.

Finally though, he decided he’d better get on with the blow job, so he did. He grabbed the man’s cock in his fist and dove under it with his mouth to suck on the big adult balls. Those smelled even worse (or better, whatever). He licked and sucked on those with a vengeance. “Hey slow down, kid,” the man exclaimed. “I ain’t going anywhere. You can chow down on those all day if you want.” Jasper did slow down but he kept on with the balls for awhile. He loved the texture of them, the wrinkly sac and the hairs growing out of them. He nipped at the loose skin of them and sucked them one by one into his mouth. Then he went to work on the cock, sucking on the head of it and opening the slit expertly with his tongue, sticking it down inside a little way.

The man had his head back and was groaning audibly. “Oh, my God in heaven! Where the fuck did Barry find you guys? Ohhh, shit! That feels good. Man, oh, man. Bite me kid. That’s right. Use your teeth, not too hard though, but bite on it, let me feel your teeth on it and your breath. Ohhh that’s sooo good. Yeah, like that. Now just suck on it, I think I’m gonna cum. You want it in your mouth, or on your face. Either way you’re gonna get a hot load any second.

“On my face please,” Jasper said. “I don’t know if I like the taste. I’ll taste some after, Ok?”

“Ok, kid whatever you say. Ok, Ok, Ok! It’s all good. This fuckin’ place! It’s priceless. I cannot believe you kids. God you’re good. God, God, Godddd!! Oh, God, Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck, I’m gonna cummmm. Ooo!, Ooo!, OOOOO! Owww. Ho….ho…ho.” The man moaned and gasped as his semen shot out again and again, messing Jasper’s face and his hair. Jasper smiled and winced and chuckled and moved his head back and forth to be sure the warm stinky scum covered him good. He had it dripping from his eyes, and down his little button nose, down into his mouth. Good as his word, he stuck his tongue out and licked up the stuff that dribbled into his mouth. He seemed to like the taste, or he was a good actor, because he kept smiling and licked all around his mouth with his tongue as though he’d messed himself with an ice cream cone or something.

When the orgasm was finally finished, the man scooped Jasper up and marched him around the room showing everybody how sexy he looked with sperm plastered all over his little face and dripping down his chin onto his chest and running down toward his belly. Everybody examined him and tickled him to make him smile more. They all wanted to take pictures of this erotic sight, but they new it was against the rules. They also knew the whole thing was on film and would be distributed to every member on copy protected DVD’s.

Barry decided that the physical molestation phase was over for now, so he went down the stairs to retrieve the kids and take them back to the stage. He found Jasper in the same guy’s arms who’d blown off in the kid’s face, and collected him, trying to avoid getting the guys fucking semen all over his new shirt. He found Calvin impaled on another guy’s cock, wincing and whimpering but not yet crying. “Careful Dan, you know what I said about crying. If this kid starts screaming and crying, you’re out of here, and you’d better take a long vacation somewhere; you’re not coming back here for awhile.”

Dan was gasping and thrusting, trying to be as gentle as he could while fucking an eight year old boy. The kid was letting it happen, but he didn’t like it much. It hurt like hell. He liked the man though because he’d been really nice to him before he started the fucking, and he’d told the man it was Ok, that he’d had one in there before, “But don’t take too long ‘cause I get sore,” Calvin had said to him. He was about at the limit of his tolerance, and Barry knew it. “Get it done, Dan or get off him!” He yelled.

“I’m almost there, dammit!” Dan yelled back. “And you’re not helping!” Suddenly he yelled. “Ohhh…..Hoo…..I’m there!....hang on…. Yeah!... ohhhh…. fuck…. uummm… Ahh!...Yeah!” Dan exclaimed as his orgasm peaked. He thrust once more and just held the kid tight against his groin with his cock up inside the boy as far as it would go, luxuriating in the terrible trembling sensation burning through his entire body as his sexual fluids burst from his prostate and into the boy’s body.

Calvin was on the verge of tears now. This was a lot to ask of a boy his age. He didn’t really have quite enough sex need at his age to overcome the pain he was suffering. He was whimpering and trying to be brave and not cry out, but it was taking so long! Was he done yet? Please make him be done, he thought. I’ll be Ok, if he takes it out now. “Please take it out!” he said it aloud that time. And the man, though he would have liked to have kept it in for a few more seconds, slowly but promptly withdrew his engorged penis from the boy, making a ‘plop’ sound when it exited the kid’s ass. He didn’t want the kid to develop an aversion to being fucked. He was such a good little fuck, and he hoped he’d be able to have several more fucks with the kid, before he grew much older than he was now.

“Ok, you done now asshole?” Barry said, but with a slight smile on his face. “You really like to push the envelope don’t you, Dan. Look at the poor kid, he’s got tears rolling down his face. Poor thing. You Ok, Calvin buddy, did that hurt too much?” Calvin was nodding that he was Ok now that the man’s giant cock was out of his ass. He was rubbing at the tears with his fist and kind of pouting as Barry lifted him out of the man’s arms to take him back up to the stage. He gave the boy a nice warm hug and told him it would be alright, the fucking was over for now.

He had both the boys in tow now and he bounded back up the stairs to the ring. He put Calvin on the bed and told him to rest there and try to calm down. Then he turned his attentions to Jasper and told everyone he needed to wash the boys face and hair, that he was going to the showers with him and he’d be right back as soon as the kid was cleaned up a bit.

Some of the men took this as a smoke break and others started up side conversations exclaiming over the beauty of the boys and their incredible resilience in the face of all this gang banging and sexual manipulation. Some wondered what all the fuss was about if kids could be trained to like sex as much as these two did. Maybe the priests were doing a good thing, not a bad thing, to be introducing those choir boys to the ‘sins of the flesh’.

Barry returned shortly and told the crowd that Jasper was still in the showers drying himself off and that he’d be back out in a minute. Calvin was lying on his side resting as he’d been told. He kind of wanted to take a little nap right now but he didn’t think he was going to get to. He had his arms between his legs and his knees bent in a half fetal position. “You Ok, kiddo? You feelin’ a little better now?” Barry asked him. Calvin nodded and gave out with a little smile that said he was Ok, just a bit tired.

“So, now we get to the good stuff,” Barry said. “As soon as Jasper gets back out here, we’re going to provide some lunch, so to speak, for two of you lucky winners. We went with the highest bid this time, so while we’re waiting for Jasper to return, let’s take a look at the envelopes and see who bought the goods, as it were. Ok, Carlos tells me the high bid is Dan, you sonofabitch! You knew you were fucking your prize didn’t you? How about that. Let’s give Dan a nice big round of congratulations!” The group whooped and hollered and clapped for Dan, covering their disappointment at not winning themselves, much like the Academy Awards.

“Ok, according to Carlos, we’ve also got a high bid from Roger there, you old coot!” Indicating the guy with the Santa Claus beard. “You’re a dirty old man Rog, no doubt about it.” Roger laughed and clapped for himself. He didn’t care what Barry called him. The others smiled as well, for his good fortune, or maybe for having a big enough fortune to be able to waste it on such a weird luxury.

“Ok, I guess Dan get’s Jasper’s, and Roger gets Calvin’s. That Ok with you guys? Or do you want it the other way around.” They both said they were good with the arrangement, although what the ‘arrangement’ would be exactly, they were yet to find out.

“Ok, here’s Jasper back with us. Come on up here Dude.” Barry, reached down from the back side of the ring opposite the stairs and hauled him up with help from one of the guys.

“So, you guys know about those little bumps below your weanies, right?” he asked the boys. “Your mom told you what those were for, right?” They both nodded, although Calvin seemed a bit unsure of his knowledge. “Ok,” Barry continued, “so those are your testicles and they’re what makes your ‘seeds’ for making a new baby when you grow up some more. Yours can make baby’s now Jasper, but Calvin’s are still too young.”

“Why does Jasper get to and I don’t” Calvin complained. Everybody laughed at that.

“Well, Calvin it’s not a matter of having permission or anything, it’s just that your body hasn’t developed yet as much as Jasper’s. His testicles are producing sperm, which are the little seeds I was talking about. But your testicles haven’t started to produce any of those yet.”

“What do they look like, Jasper,” Calvin asked. “I wanna see them.”

“You can’t see them, dipwad,” Jasper replied. “They’re too small. You have to use a microscope. All you can see is the white milky stuff. They swim around in there.”

“Oh, that stuff that squirts sometimes when we’re fooling around?” Calvin asked? “Yeah, that’s it,” Jasper replied, kindly. “That’s called ‘semen’, and when you go to make a baby you gotta squirt it into a girl’s body through the hole in her where your dick is.”

“Yeah, like mom’s” Calvin said. “I seen hers when she’s fucking those guys. That’s cool. Do they squirt their stuff in her? How come she doesn’t have more babies?”

“She makes ‘em wear a balloon thing over their dicks so the stuff can’t get inside her to start a baby. She doesn’t want any more babies. She’s got us, and that’s enough,” Jasper said. Calvin liked the sound of that. He also liked that squirting the ‘stuff’ didn’t always mean you’d end up making a baby. He didn’t care for babies all that much. They were Ok, but they smelled bad and cried too much for his taste. He lacked any perspective that he was little more than a baby himself, or had been one just a few short years ago. As far as he was concerned he was middle aged relative to the babies he knew anything about.

“Ok, so you guys get the picture, right? What your balls are all about? Well, the thing is….. your mom and I have agreed that it would be really nice for me and all our friends here if you’d let us have one of those, just one though, because you need to keep one for yourself to make babies with when you grow up.”

Jasper looked confused. Calvin didn’t seem to care on way or another. Whatever was whatever, as far as he was concerned. Jasper wrinkled his brow and asked Barry what did he mean by ‘taking one’. How could he do that if they were inside him? They were inside his scrotum (although he called it his ‘ball bag’). Barry replied that it was pretty easy to open his ball bag and take one of them out. They were right there near the surface and it wouldn’t hurt much at all.

“You saw how Calvin handled getting fucked right?” he asked Jasper, trying to imply that it wouldn’t hurt any more than that and also that if his little brother could take it, he could take it too. Jasper still wasn’t too sure about this. “I don’t want to have just one. I like to have two like all the other guys,” he said.

“Yeah, I know,” Barry replied. “But you only need one to grow into a man and make babies. That’s all just the same with one as with two. You only have two for backup. It’s not like having one eye, where you can’t see in 3d without the other one. It’s like kidneys which anybody can give somebody else one of who needs it without any danger to their health at all.” Barry kept right on talking, never giving the kid a chance to come up with more objections. He said, “Hey Ralph! You got only one right? You had the other one removed in that cancer operation, right? Come on Ralph, come on up here and show Jasper what it looks like to have one testicle, alright?”

Ralph shrugged his shoulders, and climbed up the stairs. “Anything for the cause,” he said along the way. He was also kind of looking forward to showing the kid his genitals with his single testicle and having the boy staring at it and maybe feeling him up a little bit. He was sorry to have lost his left one, but not too sorry, after all this time. It felt kind of hot to have only the one. And his wife seemed to love it, for some reason. Sooo exotic!

Ralph, stood before Jasper and dropped his pants. He stepped out of them and stood in just his underwear and shoes below his waist. He then hooked his briefs down and stepped out of those as well. He leaned down and lifted up his penis and held it up out of the way of his balls, his ball that is. “See there,” Barry said. “Looks fine, right?”

“I guess so,” Jasper said tentively.

“Hey let us have a look,” one of the other guys yelled. They were quick on their feet and knew what it would take to help Jasper make up his mind. Ralph turned around and started walking around the ring naked below the waist so everybody could see what a guy looked like who had only one testicle, not two.

“Oh, wow! That looks hot,” one of the guys said. “You look kind of lopsided but it’s really cool. How does it feel to have just one?”

“It feels fine,” Ralph replied. “I like it this way now. Less stuff to get caught in your underwear on a hot day. I like the empty side too. I can still feel the sex feelings in it even if it’s empty. It’s weird but really sexy in a way. It sure hasn’t slowed me down sex wise, that’s for sure.” He continued walking around the room letting everyone have a look, and of course, everyone pretended to really admire him for it.”

“So, you see Jasper, there’s nothing to it really. The kid who was here before you, the guy you saw coming into the lockers before you came out? He let us have us both of his, and he’s going to go to school and impress his buddies with the way he looks now without ‘em. You’ll be able to do that too, and still grow up to have babies like Ralph here. What do you say? The ones from boys your age are really delicious and we’ve already promised two of the guys here that they’ll each get a taste. It’s really the best delicacy on earth and you guys are the only ones who can provide it to us to enjoy. How about that?! Don’t you like us? We sure like you guys!”

Everybody, including Barry, held their breath. They weren’t about to take the kids’ nuts by force, but if they could bring Jasper around, they were sure Calvin would follow.

“You said it won’t hurt. That other guy said it hurt a lot.”

“Yeah, but you saw that he was Ok by the time you saw him, right? And we didn’t use hardly any anesthetic on him. We’ve got a really special anesthetic for you that’ll make you feel even better than if we didn’t give you anything. And it’s really sexy for us to watch it happen to you. You know that’s part of the deal here right? We’re all a little bit crazy about little guys like you. You heard what Mike said about how beautiful you are, and getting to watch you give us one of your testicles would make you ten times more beautiful to us. It’s like getting to watch you get your hair cut or get a nipple ring. We like you so much that it’s heaven for us to see you get this little change in your body that’ll make you different from all the other little boys. Much more special than any other boys, cause you’ll only have one and they’ve all got two. What do you say?”

It wasn’t the logic of this argument that would sell the kid, and Barry knew it. It was the persuasive and kindly tone and the tone of pleading from this older man who was such a good friend to him and his brother and his mother. Finally the boy seemed to make up his mind. “Ok,” he said simply, but he seemed more resigned than entirely enthusiastic. The crowd exhaled a sigh of collective relieve with a considerable amount of excitement mixed in.

Barry jumped on it. “Great! Atta boy. That’s my Jasper, bravest kid who ever lived. Carlos go get my gear Ok? Ok, you kids get up on the bed here and we’ll wash you off down there again. Don’t want to get any infections from this do we.” He was moving a mile a minute again, as he had done with Jeremy, hoping to get past some point of emotional no return before Jasper could change his mind. He didn’t even ask Calvin what he wanted to do. Calvin wanted to do what Jasper wanted to do. Pretty simple.

“You’re gonna love this afterwards when the other boys see what you look like down there. They’re gonna go Wow! ‘How’d that happen’, and stuff, like it was an injury or something, like Ralph’s. They’re gonna be so impressed. And it’s such a wonderful thing for you to do for us, like what Mike said, when he said, “You’ve no idea how beautiful you are. You can’t understand why we want this so bad, I know, but trust me we do. We can hardly stand it, it’s so terrific, like the way Marty squirted his stuff all over your face. You could see how much he liked doing that and you helped him, I saw you work your head back and forth so he could soak you good. So you understand what we’re feeling even if you don’t feel it yourself, you’re such a good boy. Ok?”

“K,” Jasper said softly, still not entirely convinced, but seemingly resigned. He knew his fate in life was tied up with weird sex stuff and that his mother earned their living from it, so if he had to do this he was going to be brave and just do it. He felt sorry for Calvin though, because he knew that Cal was too young to really make this kind of choice. But mom said they both had to give them one each, so he guessed that mom had made the decision for both of them, and mom made the rules, that’s for sure.

Carlos returned with Barry’s castration kit and handed it to him. Barry took it and laid it down beside the bed.

Then he said, “Ok, we’re gonna sneak one of your nuts from each of you, like your mom said, but first we’d like to see if we can get you guys to cum for us. It’ll help to calm you down and relax you after you cum so you won’t be so squirmy like you are now. Besides, we’d just like to see that before we take care of business. How’s that sound?”

The boys just shrugged.

“We’ll do Calvin first, and then you, Jasper,” Barry said. “You know your brother better than anybody, is there anything that we can do that will help him to get aroused and cum?” He asked Jasper.

“I don’t know. He does it by himself sometimes, but mostly I’ve seen him come with somebody holding him.”

“Do you want to hold him for us?” Barry asked.

“Nah, he likes it better with an adult holding him,” Jasper replied. “I think that Santa Claus guy would be good,” he said nodding toward Roger.

“Hey Rog, you wanna jack this kid off for us? Come on up here, let’s see what you can do with the kid.” Roger mounted the stairs and came over and sat on the bed with the two boys.

“So Calvin, do you like this big fat man?” Barry asked the boy. “Jasper says he’s Santa Claus. Do you like Santa Claus?”

“He’s not Santa Claus!” Calvin disclaimed.

“He looks like Santa, right?” Barry replied. “He could be Santa couldn’t he? You think Santa stays at the North Pole all year long and never visits the lower 48 until Christmas Eve? He pays us visits all the time, don’t you Santa? He has to check out the toy stores once in awhile, see what’s new, right?”

“Are you Santa?” Calvin asked, looking at Roger now.

“No Calvin, I’m not Santa,” Roger replied. Barry..uh, Mr. Winston…he’s just kidding. I am one of Santa’s helpers though.”

“You bring presents to kids?” Calvin asked.

“No, I teach little boys like you how to cum. That’s a better present than anything else I could give you.”

“Come where?” Calvin asked, causing everyone to chuckle.

“I mean, ‘have an orgasm’,” Roger replied. “It’s like sneezing except it feels better…. lasts a lot longer. And it happens in your weenie instead of your nose.”

“I don’t like to sneeze,” Calvin said.

“I know, but it makes the tickle in your nose go away, right?” Roger replied. “That’s what happens in your weenie when you cum, it makes the tickle in your groin go away and it feels really good and makes you feel nice and warm all over. God made it feel good so we’d squirt all the time and make a lot of babies.”

“I don’t know why he made us sneeze though,” Calvin said, thinking about all of this.

“I don’t either, but he sure got it right with orgasms,” Roger replied. “Come here and sit on my lap and let’s see if we can give you a nice little orgasm. Jasper says you do it in the bathtub and stuff. Can you do it right here, do you think?”

“Maybe, if you rub me and kiss me like the other guys do sometimes,” Calvin said.

“You mean the other guys your mom knows?” Roger said, picking the boy up and sitting him in his lap.

“Yeah. If they hold me and kiss me and stuff, that feels nice and sometimes it makes me itch really hard in my tummy and it makes me squeeze my legs together and stuff. I really like that. Is that an ‘orgam’?”

“Orgasm, yah,” Roger said, fondling the boy now and kissing his hair and the side of his head. “It’s easier to just say ‘cum’, though.”

“Why’s it called ‘cum’?” Calvin asked.

“It means ‘come unglued’, I guess, I donno,” Roger replied. “It’s just a better name for it, like saying ‘fuck’ instead of ‘sexual intercourse’, Ok?”

“Ok. Oo..that feels good”, Calvin said, purring now. Roger was rubbing his tummy and fondling his balls. He had his hand cupped in Calvin’s crotch and was slowly massaging his little genitalia, his balls and the little penis that was rock hard now. He just rubbed and rubbed, and kissed the boy everywhere, on his nose and his mouth, his eyes, his ears, his hair, his neck, everywhere. Calvin loved it. It felt good and the man’s hands on him were warm and soft and rough all at the same time. His big belly was warm and soft too, and very comfortable. He felt really tingly and nice all over with what the man was doing to him. He knew the man really liked him and he liked him back. He felt tingly in his tummy like butterflies in his tummy like everybody was looking at him, which they were, and waiting for him to do something or say something. He was nervous for some reason and he didn’t know why. He was nervous in his belly and his groin. He felt squirmy there and he needed to squeeze his legs together on the man’s hand. He couldn’t make the squirmy feeling go away, it kept getting stronger and stronger. It was like in the bathtub or in the morning when he rubbed his groin on the pillow. He had to keep squirming like he used to squirm on the pillow sometimes. He wanted it to stop but he wanted it to keep going too. He needed to pee, he thought. Not pee, something else, but he needed it bad whatever it was and he couldn’t hold it anymore! It was hurting or something and he couldn’t hold it!

“Owww, owww,” Calvin cried, squirming and bucking in Roger’s lap. Roger lifted the boy’s chin toward his mouth and kissed him, probing at the little lips with his tongue until they parted.

“Mmmm….mmmph…mmnn”, Calvin moaned. He moaned into the man’s mouth and squirmed and bucked and squeezed his legs against Roger’s hand that was clutching at his balls and his cock. “Owww..oww.…eeech!”, he screamed as he thrust his pelvis, instinctively fucking, or trying to fuck, Roger’s hand. He jerked and jerked and jerked against the hand with his bursting groin, and went rigid, absolutely rigid, while this strange, wild, pre-pubescent orgasm washed over him, head to toe. He stopped breathing it was so intense, but he kept his head still, continuing to take the kissing mouth on his own, while the sex chucks wrung him out like a dishrag.

Finally he slumped back against the man’s stomach and opened his mouth, gasping and breathing as hard as if he’d been running up the stairs somewhere. His chest and belly heaved and his legs were still trembling. It felt so good and strange and scary.

“Whooo…”, he sighed, again and again, slowly coming down, breathing more slowly and starting to relax again a little bit. His weenie was still tingling though, and the man was still squeezing it and rubbing it. It hurt kind of, it was so sensitive now, but he didn’t want the man to stop even so. He needed to have it squeezed, even if it hurt a little bit. He needed to have the man squeeze out the soreness in it and make it calm down. “Wow…” he exclaimed. “I liked that!”

Everybody cheered at the sight of the little guy’s super intense orgasm, probably stimulated by all the sexing and fucking he’d been through that afternoon. And they’d all been part of it. Part of making him cum, and watching him enjoy it like never before. They cheered and laughed, and Jasper too, who knew exactly what his brother was feeling. He loved him so much. Why he loved him he didn’t know, he was such a pain most of the time, but love him he did, and he was super glad he got to have this terrific orgasm that was probably the best one he’d ever had.

Finally the cheering subsided and Roger smiled, almost in tears at the look on the little boy’s face, the look of pure pleasure and satisfaction and joy. He hugged the boy tight and squeezed him and kissed him again on the cheek. Then he lifted him under his arms and stood him down on the mat and patted him on the head.

Barry said, “Ok, that was great! Now I think we should take our little prize from Calvin that he generously offered us, or his mom did anyway. Roger I think it might be better if you held him in your lap for this part to, if you don’t mind.”

“Hey, no problem, dude,” Roger replied. Everybody chuckled at that. Roger scooped Calvin up and sat him in his lap again, straddling his right leg as Barry had held him earlier.

“Ok, what you need to do, Roger, is sit him in the middle of your lap and spread his legs over each side of yours, yeah, like that. Ok, so lemme ask you Jasper have you guys had your flu shots, you know, your swine flu? I think all you kids had to have those last year right?

“Yeah,” Jasper replied simply, more of a question than a statement though.

“Well, did it hurt? Did you or Calvin cry or anything?

“Nah,” a bit more definite this time.

“Ok, good. Because we want to give Calvin a little shot like that now so he’ll relax and not feel anything when we extract his little pud thingy, Ok? It’s called ‘smack’ because it makes you smack your lips, Ok?”

“I guess,” Jasper replied, back to being unsure. Calvin said nothing. He was just watching the whole thing impassively, trustingly you might say, naively even.

“Ok, first we’re gonna wrap this rubber tube around his thigh right below his balls, like this, and pull it real tight to slow the blood circulation in his leg. Then we’ll use this flu shot thingy, you’ve seen these before right Calvin?” Calvin nodded, also a bit unsure at this point.

“Ok, good. So we’ll just stick this needle in this little vein on the inside of your leg like that.”

“Oowch!” Calvin yelped, more in fright than pain.

“Come on, you’re alright, don’t be a wuss.” Barry soothed. He drew some blood up into the brownish mixture in the body of the needle and then pushed the whole thing into the kid’s leg. He quickly unwrapped the tubing and watched the drug sweep over him. His body went slack, kind of, his breath rushing out. His small hand fell to one side and he leaned back against Roger, then caught himself, straightened up, than fell back again. Everybody was chuckling, watching the kid losing it to the drug. His breath was coming in short little gasps. His pupils were like nothing – pinned out – the blue of his eyes overwhelming them. He drifted off somewhere for a second. It was like everything was infused with warmth and okayness, and it made him giggle. “fill fuddy.” he slurred in his little piping voice.

“Ok, I think he’s out of it enough, aren’t you Calvin, huh buddy? Just floating out on that endless warm sea all safe and sound on Santa’s belly, right buddy?” Calvin said nothing but just smiled languidly, slumped back with his the side of his head against Roger’s chest, gazing at nothing, listening to Roger’s heart beating to time of his own.

“Ok, let’s get this done,” Barry said. “We’ll just make a tiny little slit in the bottom of his sac.” Calvin stirred but didn’t jump, feeling the sharp pain as somewhere else than his own body. “You want to watch this Jasper, cause you’re gonna be next.” Jasper bent down and put his hands on his knees to peer at the operation, fascinated and apparently mindless of the fact that he was still completely naked.

Having made the incision, Barry pinched the little testicle and pushed it down through the new opening in the kid’s scrotum. Blood was dripping fairly copiously into the stainless bowl Carlos had placed on the mat below.

“Don’t worry about the blood Jasper, he won’t lose even a tenth of what people routinely give at a blood bank,” Barry calmly intoned, keeping everybody relaxed and enjoying the spectacle. Jasper wasn’t enjoying it at all but he wasn’t too worried either. It didn’t seem like Calvin was in much pain. Somewhere far back in his head he was kind of looking forward to feeling what Calvin was obviously feeling while he was been nutted. There was just something inexplicably sexy about the whole thing that he couldn’t account for, and was only half aware of it anyway.

“Ok, so we’ve got the testicle free of the scrotum, so the first thing we need to do is fray the nerve channel so we can do the rest of the removal without any sensations, drug or no drug.” Barry was narrating the procedure as he went along. “We do this with the sharp edge of the scalpel like we did with Jeremy’s earlier, but just the nerve channel this time. Calvin was frowning now, and wincing a bit with the powerful ache in his tummy, but again it didn’t seem to really be his ache. He wasn’t even too sure if it was his tummy or Roger’s tummy that was aching so much.

“You got to know what you’re doing to do this right, and I’ve done it many times. Ok, it’s getting thinner, it’s probably disconnected now but we’ll just keep going slowly, no sense setting up any shock in his system if we can help it,” Barry’s monologue continued.

“Ok, I think that takes care of the nerve channel, so we can take care of the blood vessels more quickly next and then on to the Vas. Ok, that’s got the blood vessels, oops, lotta blood now. Let’s cauterize those and the nerves.” Roger was holding Calvin upright so he could see what was happening to himself. He seemed interested if a bit distantly so. With the nerve channel separated he wasn’t feeling any more pain in his tummy, or Roger’s, or whatever.

“Ok, that leaves us with the Vas Deferens,” Barry said. “The nut is essentially separated now with the nerve channels and blood vessels destroyed. So we’ll pull the little thing down against the length of the Vas and see how far it will go. Look at that, it can drop down almost half a foot. Neat huh? Neat to see it swinging back and forth between his legs. What do think of that Calvin? You like that or is that gross?

“Gross,” Calvin replied softly.

“Ok, Cal, this long stringy thing is the tube that delivers sperm to your urethra. You don’t care about all that I know, and you aren’t producing much sperm yet anyway, if any. But we need to sever it to get your nut loose from your body so we can close your little sac up again.” Barry quickly scraped away the tissues of the Vas Deferens until it became thinner and thinner and then just slipped apart from Calvin’s body.

“There! Done!” Barry exclaimed. Now we’ll drop it in with the blood in the bowl to keep it wet for a few minutes while we close up the wound in your ittow scrotum (starting to go Baby talk for some reason, maybe for reassurance or deflection of regrets).” He ran a cauterizing tip over the slit and then covered it with surgical tape, finishing the job.

“Ok, so now let’s have a good look at this thing,” Barry said, picking the immature testicle up out of the bloody bowl and drying it a bit with a white cloth. “Ok, Jasper, see that? That’s what they look like out of the bag. Purple to gray in color, kid of like a curled up little snail isn’t it?”

“Yeah, weird,” Jasper replied.

“Ok, hand it to Calvin now so he can see it too.” Barry instructed.

Calvin slowly lifted his arm from his side, like he was relearning how to do it, and took his little testicle carefully between his fingers, gazing at closely, almost cross-eyed.” He said nothing.

“Ok, Calvin, now Give it to Roger…I mean Santa. He paid for it,” Barry said.

Calvin turned his head to look up at Roger with a slight smile and slowly raised his hand to give it to the nice older man.

Roger smiled back at the boy, and ruffled his hair. “Thank you Calvin, you’re a good boy and very generous to give my your little nut to eat for my lunch. Is it Ok if I eat it right now?” he asked, gently. Calvin just nodded his head as Roger took the little organ from the boy. Roger examined it for a few seconds turning it around in his fingers, and then popped it in his mouth. He rolled it around in his mouth for a moment or two like a gum ball and then started to chew.

“Umm, crunch, crunch,” he said pretending to communicate the sound he was hearing in his jaws. Actually it was more like chewing on a piece of hard gristle, but it finally gave way after several chomps and start to break apart in his mouth. He continued to masticate the thing until it was just small little mashed up bits of rubbery tissue and he slowly pressed them back into his throat savoring the taste on the back of his tongue.

“Mmmmm, delicious!” He exclaimed, exaggerating a bit. That’s really good. Umm, fills me up good, small as it is. Tastes just like you Cal, nice and sweet and really sexy. Thank you, thank you.” Calvin giggled again at this praise. Roger hugged him and kissed him again on the cheek and then pulled back to look him in the eyes, which were beginning to recover their pupils already. He hadn’t been given a very big dose. Just enough to carry him through the procedure.

“Ok, guys, that’s the end of the show with Calvin, let’s give him a big hand. I want to put him down for a nap before the drug wears off and he starts to feel the pain of the incision in his sac.” Everybody clapped and whooped and whistled and clapped some more, yelling “Way to go Calvin, you’re the champ, buddy. Go take a nap pal, you earned it!”

Carlos lifted the little boy into a cradle hold to carry him out back to the rest area where there was a place for him to sleep off the drug and the residual pain, although everyone knew he’d be sore when he woke up and would probably be crying on and off for a few hours until he got used to the feeling and it began to dull a bit.

“Hold a sec, Carlos, let’s have one more look at him before you go,” Barry said. “Spread his legs for us, that’s right. How about that guys? Looks a bit lopsided like Ralph now, but not too bad, eh? Sexy as hell if you ask me.” More clapping and hollered affirmations ensued, and then Carlos departed taking the boy with him.

They all watched them go for a few seconds, and then Barry turned to Jasper.

“Ok kid, you’re up next. You could back out if you want. I’ll only be able to pay your mom half, but maybe she’d be alright with that, what do you say? I don’t want to make you do something you’d hate, and make you feel angry with us. You still up for this?”

“I’m Ok,” Jasper replied. “It looks scary with all that blood and everything, but I guess it won’t really hurt me, right? I guess you guys really like to see it, and it makes me a little horny thinking about that, so I’m Ok with it. Let’s do it.”

“Great!” Barry replied. “That’s the spirit. You got the right attitude kid and you’re brave as hell, no doubt about that.” Jasper just smiled a bit shyly at the compliment. Kids his age are just gluttons for adult praise and Jasper was no exception.

“Ok, but first we want to see you masturbate for us like Calvin did, you Ok with that too?” Roger asked. Jasper just nodded.

“So, come on over here in front of me. I’ll stick my fingers up your ass, not my cock like I did Jeremy earlier, and you just do yourself however you like it, Ok?

“Ok,” Jasper replied, smiling a bit sheepishly at that thought of making himself cum in front of everybody like this. Barry greased up his fingers and slowly worked two of them, and then three of them into the boy’s asshole. “That feel good?” he asked.

“Yeah,” Jasper replied softly, not too sure again whether he liked it or not, but deciding that he did, kind of. Barry was working his fingers around and prodding the little prostate and that stiffened the kid’s prick good. Jasper cupped his own balls and started pulling on his stiff dick. It was really good sized given his age. Remarkable, really. You’d have to think his was a case of early onset puberty except that he was nearly eleven and really just a little bit precocious for his age.

“Ok, kid, bend over just a bit from the hips for me, like that, and give us nice tripod stance with your legs spread and braced. Good! Ok, pull on that little puppy, get yourself steamed up good. Yeah, like that. Give it some speed. We want you to go off standing up if you can manage it,” Barry said. He was having fun directing the boy through his ‘self abuse’.

For his part, jasper was grimacing now with his tongue to one side between his lips, concentrating on his dick and squeezing his own balls, working himself up to a sexual frenzy. “How you feeling Jas?” Barry asked him.

“I feel fucky!” Jasper replied, obviously getting into it.

“Good boy! Listen, hold on a second.” Barry replied withdrawing his fingers from the boy’s ass. “Let’s put this dildo in there instead so you can walk around and give everybody some close-ups, Ok?”

Jasper stopped masturbating briefly and looked back over his shoulder at Barry, waiting for the dildo. It was one of those cone shaped deals that tapered back down to a slim neck and then flared out again keep it from disappearing into the ass. A butt plug, in other words. Barry had oiled it good with silicone lube so it wouldn’t dry out and slowly pushed it in through the boy’s pucker hole, widening the hole slowly to pretty wide making the kid wince and bend over almost in half to accommodate the thing. He knew how to take it though. He’d had things bigger than that pushed in there before. Soon enough it slid in past the widest part and locked into place in his ass. He signed then, and straightened up.

“Ok, there you go. Now you’re mobile. Go give us a little walk about, Ok?, while you pull on your pud for us. That’s good. Cool. You look really cool and sexy like that!” Barry exclaimed.

Jasper walked up to the edge of the mat and thrust his pelvis forward holding his balls and squeezing his dick. He actually had pre-cum dripping over his fingers now. God, was he developed for his age. He must be feeling really good about now. He flipped around then, and bent over showing his ass with the plug stuck up inside of him. He spread his legs, braced solidly apart and waggled his ass for everybody to see. He looked back at them and smiled with his mouth open and his tongue working over his lips. He was giving them a show and was really looking forward to cumming, and it wasn’t gonna be long now.

He stood up straight again and walked over to the other side of the mat and did the same little dance for the guys on that side.

Then Barry said, “Ok Kid, before you cum, I got an idea. Come back over here and stand in front of me facing the crowd. Yeah, good.”

“You guys’ve all heard about autoerotic asphyxiation, right? That’s where a guy cuts off the oxygen to his head for a minute or two, right? Makes him really light headed and makes him cum like a fire hose. You heard about that Jas? Same thing happens to guys when they’re hanged. They usually cum at the end from the lack of oxygen and the shock to their nervous system when their neck snaps.”

“Yeah, some of the kids at school do it sometimes,” Jasper replied. “I’ve never done it though. Mom says it’s dangerous.”

“It is dangerous,” Barry replied. “Kids kill themselves by accident all the time doing it. But it feels really great when you come, and if you have somebody helping you, like me, there’s very little danger. See I’ve got this leather collar I can put around your neck like this and it has a metal slot at one end that I can slip the other end through like a belt with no fastener. I can just pull it tight like this around your neck and hold it there with my thumb to keep you from breathing until you cum. But since I can see how it’s affecting you I can just let go of it at the right time so you don’t suffocate to death. There’s no catch so it can’t get stuck or anything, Ok?”

“Ok,” Jasper replied. He was up for anything at this point, he was so hot. “Feels weird around my neck. Should I start in again?”

“Yeah, go ahead,” Barry replied, starting to pull the collar tight around the boy’s neck. “It doesn’t matter really. Once you’ve become sufficiently oxygen deprived, you’ll cum, believe me, jack or no jack. Bend over a bit against my pulling, Ok?” Jasper complied.

Suddenly Barry placed his fist against the collar at the back of the boy’s neck and pulled it tight cutting off the flow of blood to the kid’s brain and his ability to breath. Jasper instantly grabbed at his neck when he felt this and instinctively tried to pull the collar away so he could breathe, but to no avail. Barry just held him there steady against his squirming and struggling, waiting for the blood and oxygen loss to take affect. Jasper was grimacing and wincing with his mouth distended. His face was flushed a bright red. He clutched and scabbled at the collar, no hands on his cock at all, but his dick was still stiff as a fireplace poker stuck straight up against his belly.

Suddenly, while he was still clutching at the collar and struggling desperately for breath, the boy’s legs stiffened and he went up on his toes. Barry held him steady, bracing him against falling. His face began to turn blue as he thrust out his hips, trying in vain to scream.

And then, ‘spritttz!’, just like that, almost audibly, the cum started to shoot, unaided by any touching of his cock whatsoever. Shlipp! and sputz!, the cum flew out of his dick. Once, twice, and once again. He jumped on his toes straining for release of both of his prostate and his breath, and just as suddenly, Barry let go.

“Eeeaahh!...gaaah!...ahh!” he gasped as his breath returned and he could pull at the collar and open it up. His chest was heaving, and his cock was still dripping cum down its length. Now he could grab at it again and squeeze the fuck out of it, literally. “Uh…uh…uh..” he continued gasping and heaving and thrusting up his little pelvis. The orgasm was still tingling all over his body as the oxygen returned to his head. His entire body was quivering and buzzing with orgiastic bliss like never before in his young life.

“Oooooh!,” he exhaled as his trembling legs finally gave out and he slumped to the mat against Barry’s legs, who had sat down on the edge of the bed. He leaned his head back against Barry’s knees, breathing and breathing and the collar still hanging loosely around his neck leaving a matching red welt on his delicate skin. Barry just fondled his hair and murmured soothingly. “You Ok, buddy, was that Ok? Did that feel good? Kind of scary there for a minute, huh? Felt pretty good though, right…when you came?”

“Shhiiiittt!” he exclaimed, his chest still heaving. “Wow, I never thought it’d be like that. What the fuck! I don’t know if I’d ever want to do that again, but that was wild! You shoulda warned me, jeeeze!”

“Well, once in a lifetime, kid. You don’t have to do it again. Once is enough, but now you know what it’s like. You can dream about it from now on and don’t have to really do it ever again.”

“Ok, that’s ok,” Jasper replied. “I’ll give it some thought, but I think that might be too much for me. I’ll just go back to fucking the regular way, if that’s alright with you guys.”

“Yeah, that’s fine,” Barry replied softly. “It was great to see it though, right guys?” he asked the crowd. They were stunned. They could only murmur their approval and appreciation of the show. They hadn’t the energy at that point to whoop or holler. Just some ‘man, oh man’s!’, and some ‘holy fucks!’, and the like. They were also waiting in anticipation of the nutting that they knew would be next on the program.

“Here Jas, lift up your leg and hold it there for a sec while I pull that plug outta your ass.

“Ssssss!” Jasper squealed, sucking in his breath through his teeth while the dildo was removed, especially during the wide part. “Ooop!”, he yelped when it popped out. There was a bit of shit on it, but not much. Barry dropped it in a bag and handed the bag to Carlos to take care of. He gave Jasper a few tissues to wipe himself with, which he did. He tossed those in the bag too when he was done.

“Ok, everybody,” Barry announced. “We’re gonna take a little break now before do the final act and wrap this thing up for the day. I gotta take a pee, I don’t know about you, and some of you might need to jack or something so, be my guest. See you back here in ten.”

After a brief interlude of catching his breath and regaining his composure, Jasper decided to join the crowd now milling around the room sharing remarks on the days events and praising the ‘quality’ of the show. Jasper joined the group that included Roger, the Santa man, because he liked him the best and felt safest with him. Mainly he didn’t want to be alone on the stage. Roger welcomed the boy with a smile and put his hands on his shoulders, but continued his conversation with the other members, kind of as if the kid weren’t there, but still acknowledging him by holding onto him in an avuncular manner. The simple fact was that these were adults attending this ‘performance’, and Jasper was a child. The adults operated on a different social and cultural level from the young performers and there was little that the adults could talk about that could actively include a child in the verbal give and take given the children’s role as sexual playthings for these men with their bizarre tastes. This was no surprise to Jasper given his experiences at home and he didn’t mind at all. He knew he was admired by these men for his boyish charm and his physical beauty. He didn’t need to interact with them on an intellectual level. He knew he wasn’t ready for that. He also knew that they loved him in their own way and appreciated his generosity in sharing his budding sexuality with them, something they could never hope to be able to see in any other circumstances.

Finally though, the men arrived at a break in their adult conversation and turned their attention to the boy. “So Jasper,” Roger said to him, “that was quite an experience for you I imagine with that collar around your neck. You looked pretty distressed there for a minute. How did that feel?”

“I was kinda scared because I couldn’t breathe, but I wasn’t too scared because Mr. Winston is my friend and I knew he wouldn’t really hurt me.”

“So you trusted him to let you loose in time, like falling backward into his arms? Like that?”

“Yeah, I guess,” Jasper said simply, smiling shyly. “I felt kind of weird too, like a puppet or something, you know what I mean? At first anyway, but then when I started to cum I forgot everything and just tried to survive without my head exploding. I didn’t care if I couldn’t breathe, I just wanted to cum, that’s all that mattered. Even if I’d of died at that point I don’t think I would’ve cared.”

“Wow!” Roger marveled. “That sounds amazing. I’m going to have to try that game someday. I’ll have to find somebody I trust, though, to help me. I don’t think I’d try it alone.”

“Nope,” Jasper replied. I don’t recommend that.” Suddenly he was the one with the superior experience and could dispense sexual advice to these adults. That made him feel really good; really grown up. The fact that they were all talking about the very depths of decadent sexual perversity and bizarre forms of depraved child molestation into which the child himself had been co-opted didn’t seem to dawn on any of them, or bother them at all. Weird.

Barry Winston returned at that point and asked everyone to retake their seats.

“Jasper my little man, come on up here and join me on stage pal,” Barry spoke to him gently as he mounted the stairs and returned to the bedside. “Are you ready to give us your nut, like we agreed? You can still back out you know? We want you totally in on this, otherwise we’re done here for the day, Ok?”

“Yeah, Ok,” was all that Jasper had to say.

“Ok, well sit on the bed here and we’ll fix you up with some of that nice smack we gave your brother earlier. You looking forward to that?”

“Umm hmm,” Jasper replied. “That looked like fun.”

“Yeah, you’ll soon find out. We’ll put the rubber tube around your arm this time instead of your leg so you can pull it loose yourself after we get the drugs into you. Hand me that syringe Carlos. Ok, can you watch this or do you need to look away?”

“I can watch,” Jasper replied.

“Ok here we go, here’s a nice vein all purpley and ready. I’ll stick this needle into that vein like this.” Jasper winced but didn’t cry out. He was a big boy unlike his brother. “We’ll draw out some blood like before to mix it in with the drug,” Barry continued his narration while he worked. “Now we’ll push the plunger and in it goes, not too much, just so you lose most of the sensations in your body and lose your ability to register pain. Ok, you ready for this? Pull off the hose.” Jasper untied the rubber tubing and dropped it on the mat. He’d been standing next to Barry for the injection. Now he tried to sit down on the bed but he missed it and slumped to the floor like he’d been punched. His head was tingling and he felt dizzy and disoriented. He lost track for a moment where he was. He felt waves of calm sweep over him, like giving his brain a warm bath. His face went slack, his eyelids drooped, and a bit of drool dripped from the corner of his mouth.

It was amazing to watch, a ten year old boy, high as a kite and struggling to remain conscious, pushing against the mat with one hand and waving the other to find a handhold to pull himself back up on the bed. Time was lost to him, rolling down a tunnel of fog.

“Ok, buddy, let me help you now,” Barry said as he lifted the boy bodily and left him on the bed swaying a bit and trying to stay upright. Watching the kid struggle with his brain fuzz was cute, but Dan was waiting for his prize. “Dan, come on up here, this one’s yours I believe.” Dan ascended the stairs and walked over to the bed.

“Ok, Dan walk round to the other side grab a few of those pillows. Bunch them up behind his back and then lift his legs up by his thighs and hold them there spread out behind his head, that’s right, like that. Good, now his entire groin area is exposed and we can see his little asshole as well. Not that we’re gonna do anything to that, but it’s nice to look at while we work. He’s in heaven now so don’t worry about him, right Jas!” Barry yelled at the kid, loud so he could get to him through the fog. “Uhhh?” Jasper said simply. His mouth didn’t work too well and he didn’t have much to say anyway. He wasn’t really there.

“Ok, Dan, which one you want, the left or the right?” Barry asked. Dan looked down at the kid’s groin. His little dick was retracted now and poking out above his balls. “Let’s go with the right one I think,” he told Barry.

“Right one it is. Nice and succulent that one. Ok we’ll put a nice little slit in the sac right in front, right there. Don’t need to worry about cutting into the testicle itself, it’s coming out in a second anyway. Ok good. Now we’ll pinch behind it and squeeze it out of the bag. There we go, just like shelling peas in a way. There it is, bright and shiny. Now we’ll pull it as far out as it will go,” Barry said as he drew the nut out and down on it’s cords, blood dripping from the scrotal wound down Jasper’s leg.

“Ehhuuungh”, Jasper moaned. He was hurting now in spite of the drug. Pulling on the testicle ached in his guts, bad. He didn’t squirm too much though. He was too far out of it for that.”

“Easy does it pal, won’t be long now,” Barry soothed. “I’m gonna just scrape through the entire connective tissue this time, rather than separate the nerves and blood vessels first. I gave him a pretty good dose and it’ll be quicker this way.” The blood started to flow from the damaged vascular system as Barry scraped along it’s length with the side of his scalpel. His hands were covered with the boy’s blood now, but Jasper couldn’t see what was happening because his head was back against the pillows. He was staring languidly into space anyway wondering where all this pain was coming from and whose body it was hurting in, wondering whether it was his own, knowing it was of course, but wondering just the same. Confusing that.

“Ok,” Barry said (his favorite word), we’re almost home now. The tissue is almost frayed through. Then we can cauterize and close up the wound. There. Done.” He pulled the testicle free and showed it first to Dan and Jasper and then to the crowd.

“Ok, it’s all yours,” he said handing the organ to Dan, who dropped Jasper’s left leg so he could take the nut from Barry. He continued to hold the boy’s right leg though so Barry could complete the operation. “I’m gonna finish up here with the cauterizing and patch the incision, and leave you two guys to contemplate the ineffable or whatever and enjoy your lunch,” Barry said.

“You want to hold it?” Dan asked Jasper. Jasper just gazed at the thing that had been in his groin a minute ago. He slowly moved his left hand (he was left handed) up to take his severed testicle from Dan, missing a couple of times before he finally got hold of it. He looked at it closely and turned it around examining it, not really knowing what he was looking for or why. He also stuck out his tongue and licked at it. “Don’t you eat it you little putz,” Dan exclaimed, afraid he might lose his prize after all that money spent. “That’s not yours anymore, that’s mine!”

Jasper said nothing but slowly handed it back to Dan. He didn’t intend to eat it anyway, he was just looking at it because Dan said he could. He just thought he aught to clean some of the blood off it for him. It seemed kind of messy before.

Dan took the testicle back and examined it some more and then popped it in his mouth. He sucked off the remaining fluids and swallowed them, but kept the ball in the side of this mouth. Then he looked at Jasper and said, “Ok, here we go. Munch, munch.”

He chewed down on the gristly organ finding it more resistant than he’d expected. He had difficulty chewing though it but he kept at it. Finally it broke in half and he was able to work on it with both sides of his teeth. He savored not so much the taste as the thought of what it was and whose it was. He savored also the thought that there were probably lots of Jasper’s living sperm still in it and he was eating those as well. The mind of a pedophile is beyond deciphering, even to the man himself.

Soon enough he had masticated the fleshy meat and was able to swallow it bit by bit. “Well that was strange,” he said to Jasper and to no one. “Not much taste really aside from the blood, but a weird texture, and rather exotic. Delicious in it’s own way, maybe just from the beauty of its source. I’d do it again, for sure.”

“Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it Dan,” Barry exclaimed. “I hope all you guys enjoyed the show. We’ll have another set of little guys for you next month. Not too sure yet what’ll be on offer, but I’m sure it’ll be fine. For now though I’ve got to get this groggy little guy in bed with his brother so he can sleep this shit off and then get them back to their mom before she freaks out and calls the cops. Ha! Just kidding, she won’t do that. We’re paying her too well, and she’d sell us her own tits if we wanted them bad enough.”

With that, the monthly session of the Boys Club was over. Barry left the stage with Jasper in tow over his shoulder, and the crowd began to disburse murmuring and remarking on the amazing scenes they’d seen that day and speculating on what else Barry could come up with that could possibly top it. (End of part 2.)

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In part 3 we are introduced to Marcus, a gorgeous black kid with a slavery fetish developed from reading too much about his African ancestors. Also in Part 3 we learn that Jasper has had a bicycle accident that caused his remaining testicle to rupture and become infected and had to be removed to keep from getting gangrene. So Calvin pleads with his mother to remove his other one too, so he can be just like his big brother. But mom wants Calvin to wait until he’s old enough to produce sperm so he can bank some before she sells his last one, as she wants to have grandchildren some day. But Barry puts so much pressure on her and offers her so much money, that she finally relents and let’s the ‘Boys Club’ take the last of Calvin’s balls and end her family’s genetic line. She also agrees to attend the show and to let Jasper, Calvin’s older eunuch brother do the nutting while Jasper himself is naked and fully aroused. When Calvin’s last nut ‘falls’, Jasper ejaculates spontaneously, and probably for the last time.

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