Le Petit Nicolas
Chapter 12 - The Cops and Robbers

Nicolas rolled his eyes and sighed loudly. The little boy was fully naked, burning with the lust, his body almost reached the climax. And then, when he was about to experience it Geoffroy changed the way he wanted to play. Oh, the silly Geoffroy! Sure thing, Nicolas knew that Geoffroy liked to dress up and wear different costumes. His classmate did that a lot in the past, especially when they were still little and innocent. This was one of Nicolas's earliest school memories – Geoffroy coming to school dressed up as a cowboy, the martian man or even a policeman. All of these happened without any particular reason, causing their teachers to be extra confused while Geoffroy was showing off his newest costume. Of course, Geoffroy kept telling that his father can buy him everything he wanted.

But now, it was quite different. Geoffroy was obsessed by the role-playing, finding the clothes he wanted them both to wear within a few seconds. The blond-haired boy was truly impatient, dressing up as a cop, making sure that his uniform was all neat and good looking. He kept insisting that their fun will be much more entertaining this way, but Nicolas remained silent – he was a bit stressed by the things to come. Wearing a long black shirt and loosened up, slightly tattered trousers the little boy looked at himself in the mirror and groaned. As a matter of fact – he looked like some average teenager without a sense of fashion or style.

“So... monsieur you are accused of stealing.” Geoffroy stated in a serious voice, frowning, walking closer to Nicolas, grabbing his arm.

“Yeah, I suppose.” Nicolas muttered, trying not to laugh.

“Hey!” Geoffroy interrupted him, squeezing the boy's skin hard. “Play it nice or else!”

“What, will you spank me, daddy?” Nicolas tried to keep a straight face but then obeyed his friend, deciding to play along. “I did not steal anything! You cops are all the same, faggots!” Nicolas exclaimed, recalling a quote from a movie he saw recently.

“Place your hands on the bed and spread your legs! You are under arrest! Quick! Or I will shoot!” Geoffroy shouted, grabbing his plastic gun and pointed it at Nicolas.

“Oh no, sir, please! I'm just a little boy!” Nicolas pleaded, feeling Geoffroy's strong arms wrapping around him as the older boy pushed him forward and handcuffed one of his wrists to the bed.

“We shall see how little you are. That's for sure.” Geoffroy promised, an evil grin appeared on his face as he looked at the powerless boy. “So, where is all the stuff you have stolen? Tell me, now!”

Reaching into the boy's pockets, Geoffroy began seeking for some items. Obviously, the pockets were empty but he took his time to search through them and also hug Nicolas from behind, resting his horny body on top of the bound boy. Nicolas was all his, unable to escape, and Geoffroy was taking his best chances to convince his boyfriend that they can satisfy each other beyond their dreams.

“Oh, so nothing in there? I think I will need to strip you then.” Geoffroy stated, feeling that Nicolas's body stiffened.

“Oh, Sir! Please, not! I am innocent, really!” Nicolas tried to explain himself in a loud, nervous voice. To say the truth, he was getting aroused again, feeling his boyfriend so close sent some pleasant waves of hotness down his spine. The way Geoffroy touched him was also nice.

“Let's see.” Geoffroy whispered and slid his hands under Nicolas's shirt, running them slowly up and pressing every single muscle along the way, causing the boy to shiver. Oh, he was really good at the teasing.

Soon, when Geoffroy got to Nicolas's nipples he began pinching and squeezing them, tracing the delicate skin with his finger, feeling it harden. He wished to discover Nicolas's body again, truly adoring each part of it, examining every bump and wrinkle, every soft spot and little hair covering it. Moving his hands to his lover's armpits, massaging the soft surface, Geoffroy lost himself in thoughts, his nostrils were full of his boyfriend's scent. The black haired boy's skin was hairless and smooth - Nicolas couldn't help but moan, quickly recalling that he should keep playing his role.

“You are a pervert!” Nicolas hissed, trying to look behind and see Geoffroy who was still molesting him.

“Oh, shut the fuck up, punk! You are innocent, right?” The older boy asked and unbuttoned his friend's shirt. There was something magical about this moment, Geoffroy figured out he was in a charge, he was able to do anything he wanted. And Nicolas needed to obey.

Nicolas's exposed back was now visible to Geoffroy. Nicolas was still handcuffed to the bed, his body resting on top of it. Within a few more seconds, Geoffroy's hands were working again, sliding down, groping the little kid's crotch through the tattered pants, rubbing the entire length of the semi-erected shaft inside. Obviously, Nicolas's body responded, his penis twitched a little bit and started pulsating, becoming as hot and hard as before. Reaching a bit lower between the boy's legs Geoffroy grasped his lover's tight testicles, hoping that this simple torture won't make Nicolas cum. Nicolas held his breath, as Geoffroy squeezed hard his spanked cheeks and parted the two globes apart.

“I bet you are hiding something in there!” Geoffroy stated with a smirk, holding the soft buttocks in his hands. “I bet you will love it, you little thief.”

Next thing that happened was rather obvious. Grabbing the waist of Nicolas's pants Geoffroy yanked them down along with the boy's underwear, letting his partner's erected penis and hairless testicles bob out into a view. The young teen dressed as a cop reached for the plastic baton and ran it over Nicolas's spine, all the way down to the wet hole he was so eager to taste. Oh yes, he hoped to start the true fun pretty soon. Now, when Nicolas was nude again Geoffroy began playing with him, reaching for both of his treasures at once. His long fingers wrapped around Nicolas's testicles and the base of boy's penis sliding the foreskin down in a single motion, revealing the wet glans. Holding the black haired boy's genitalia with one hand Geoffroy used the other one, moving it in between Nicolas's cheeks, looking for his friend's rectum. He pressed it with two fingers and easily got inside.

“Oh, nothing here so far. I will need to inspect your insides then.” The handsome, blond-haired boy muttered as he drilled his way, stretching the boy's anus apart. “I hope you are clean in there.” Geoffroy giggled as he retracted the fingers and licked them - he liked the unusual taste.

Geoffroy had a plan, as a matter of fact, he planned their whole evening. Obviously, Nicolas was unaware that Geoffroy read a few of articles regarding anal sex, as he tried to convince his friend into trying it. For him it was fairly simple – wetting and stretching and then hitting it when ready. The internet was full of pieces of advice, some of them were accompanied by graphic movies. So, Geoffroy was impatient like a little kid waiting for Christmas. He reached for the baton again and placed it in front of the little boy's entrance. Pushing just a bit he wondered if Nicolas will be able to take it all at once. The guys on the internet were surely capable of that.

“Spread them a little more now. You can take it.” Geoffroy suggested and watched as Nicolas obeyed his order.

Unfortunately, Nicolas wasn't able to fully relax, his mind was racing, he was struggling, thinking that Geoffroy will hurt him. And the object that was about to penetrate him seemed way too dry, Geoffroy tried to push but it wasn't going in. Figuring out what to do next the young teenager sat on the bed in front of Nicolas's face, moving the slightly wet black plastic rod towards Nicolas's lips.

“Giving you a chance. Suck on it now.”

“Geoff, I don't think that this is a good idea. It's too big.” Nicolas protested, feeling that his partner was pressing the baton against his mouth.

And Nicolas was right, Geoffroy knew about it, figuring out that whoever made this toy wasn't thinking of using it in a sexual way. The black baton was almost one and a half centimeters wide and twenty centimeters long. It seemed way bigger and more challenging than the older teenager's own penis. Nicolas tasted the toy, trying to cover at least the tip of it with his spit, hoping to lubricate it well enough. Geoffroy lightly pressed the plastic rod, slipping more of it inside Nicolas's mouth, allowing the boy to wet if fully. Still, Nicolas felt insecure, not knowing if he will be able to take even the tip of the hard object. After all, he was quite inexperienced, plus the toy seemed so big as it penetrated his mouth.

“Ah, great. Look, it's all wet!” Geoffroy exclaimed, all excited and walked behind his friend. “Inspection time. It will surely hurt a bit, but you can make it, really.” Licking his own fingers he began spreading the puckered hole with them.

Nicolas was never prepared. As soon as he felt the wet object on his anus he clenched his buttocks instinctively, defending himself. But Geoffroy was determined, he tried again and again, hoping that Nicolas will make his task easier. The little boy took a deep breath and focused on his body, trying to relax his sphincter. His whole body pressed harder into the bed and he grabbed Geoffroy's pillow, squeezing hard on it. It was done, the very first step.

The tip of the plastic rod was now inside him, stretching him wide. Geoffroy was satisfied and let out a sigh as he pushed slowly, but steady, concentrating hard on his task. Just when the first bits of the toy slipped in, Geoffroy lost his patience. Without prior warning, he pressed harder. Two or three more centimeters of the object disappeared inside Nicolas's rectum, causing the defenseless boy to groan in a pain. The pain was overwhelming at first, the black-haired kid never felt something so big before. It seemed to stuff him fully. His rectal muscles were squeezing tightly around the black baton, trying to fight and stop the intruder.

“Hey, halfway there. Really.” Geoffroy assured Nicolas and patted his back, looking at the boy's still red cheeks. The black rod sticking from the hole in between them was glistening, covered in the sticky fluids. A single groan answered him as he pushed again, fighting with his boyfriend's body.

Every push, every single groan, a little moan was a music to Geoffroy's ears. His arousal was growing, his lust was getting stronger. Still, he was pleased noticing how elastic Nicolas's body was, seeing as it accommodated the unwanted intruder. The searing pain was fading away as the penetration kept going, slowly turning into the pleasure.

The little boy couldn't help but whine from time to time, especially when Geoffroy pushed. But when the tip of the plastic toy touched his prostate and pressed into it, looking for a way for further penetration Nicolas cried a little, sensing the pleasant tickling between his legs. Slowly retracting the toy Geoffroy began drilling the way outside. Nicolas was still tight but his anus became relaxed after a few more moments, the boy's body was almost ready for the final act. Plus, it was quite hard to hide the fact that both boys enjoyed it, they were panting, obsessed with lust, wanting to satisfy each other. The tension Geoffroy felt was almost tearing him apart. All the scents, the sounds, the ocean of emotions, he was going crazy, thinking about that little, pristine hole.

“You know...” Geoffroy stated after a while, grabbing his own bulge and repositioning it. He couldn't wait anymore as his hard penis pressed against his pants, trying to break free. It felt really uncomfortable for him. “They say every policeman has two rods, heh?”

Resting on top of the bed Geoffroy looked at Nicolas's face. The little boy was blushing, his cheeks were red, some sweat appeared on his forehead. Geoffroy positioned himself closer to his boyfriend, so his tented pants were clearly visible. Reaching for the damp baton he placed it in front of Nicolas's lips, giving him a sign to suck on it. Nicolas was not sure why, but he obeyed the command almost right away. The small teen was battling his thoughts, the slimy object was inside him just a few moments before, yet he found it even more arousing. Feeling no unpleasant taste he began sucking, cleaning it from his own juices. The salty and warm flavor filled his mouth.

Soon, Geoffroy pulled the toy out of Nicolas's mouth and started stripping. He decided to wait no more. Sliding his pants and underwear down in one move he exposed his own member. Free at last! Geoffroy's penis aimed directly at Nicolas, the single drop of precum glistened on top of it. The delicate foreskin retracted almost fully, revealing the reddened knob. Without a single word Geoffroy grabbed Nicolas's head, pressing the swollen head against black-haired boy's lips, smearing the precum on them.

“Suck on it, please. Damn, please, Nick!” Geoffroy pleaded, as his shaft disappeared inside his lover's mouth.

Once again, a salty taste filled Nicolas's mouth as he rolled his tongue all over the leaking urethra, swallowing the precum, pressing the tip of his tongue against it. Realizing that Geoffroy was still playing their little game he hoped to lubricate him well enough to allow a brief penetration. This lasted only for a few seconds as both boys were really looking forward to the next step. Retracting his penis Geoffroy allowed Nicolas to ran his tongue underside of it, covering the already polished shaft with the mixture of spit and the sticky precum. In the end, it was still hard and red, like a steel spear. Both young teens were panting. Geoffroy shivered nervously once he realized that his dream will come true in no time.

Being a bit stressed Nicolas tried to spread his legs even further, hoping to ease some of the pain but Geoffroy did not start the penetration right away. Instead, he looked at the wet hole and probed it with two fingers, massaging the wrinkled surface for a few seconds. Everything seemed so surreal, they were both so young, they seemed so innocent, he couldn't believe that he was actually touching Nick in there and they both were fine with this. How come they changed this much? Or was it always something they wished for? Positioning himself between Nicolas's legs, Geoffroy grabbed his member and lined it up with the younger boy's anus, he pressed the red, leaking head against boy's opening and rubbed it, smearing his juices.

“I will go slow, just to see if you can take it.” Geoffroy explained but received no answer.

Of course, part of him wanted to take his boyfriend's virginity with a single rapid thrust. Geoffroy was worried about Nicolas's fragile body, he wanted to make sure that both felt good. He pushed slowly and watched as Nicolas's rectum opened before him. Getting his glans inside seemed to be no problem at all, the little boy welcomed him with everything he had to offer. Grabbing the young teen's sides Geoffroy tried to impale him on the shaft, but at the same time, he pushed inside, getting deeper every second.

Some sharp pain surged through Nicolas's body causing the kid to tremble and moan. It felt as if someone was pricking him with a needle. This happened a few times, accompanied by the hard pushes. Eventually, when half of blond haired boy's penis was inside him Nicolas shouted sensing that all of his rectal muscles were defeated by Geoffroy's final thrust. To his surprise, he could feel every piece of it, the hard rod in between his cheeks, so fleshy and hot, stretching him apart. After a few more moments and another second full of pain, Nicolas figured out two things. His boyfriend's penis was really deep inside him, brushing against his prostate. Also, Geoffroy's hips were squeezed tight against his butt, Nicolas could clearly sense the older boy's pubes against his own skin.

Then, Geoffroy started to move, slowly, trying not to hurt his lover. For Nicolas this was far from being a pleasant experience, he felt pain with every Geoffroy's thrust. The needles returned, pricking his sensitive skin. Again, the full length of the hard shaft was slipping inside him, attacking his muscles - they squeezed firmly around Geoffroy's manhood, trying to block him but they were penetrated with ease. The older boy used some force now, his penis was marking the way with the sticky precum, pressing against his partner's prostate every few seconds. Geoffroy slapped Nicola's cheek, forgetting about the young boy's recent spanking. Speeding up his thrusts a bit the blond haired teen paid no attention to Nicolas's low grunts, thinking only of his own pleasure now. Looking down in the delight he adored the view before his eyes, his shaft was going in and out of the small pristine hole, his testicles were bouncing against Nicolas with every thrust.

“I'm actually fucking him. I'm fucking Nicolas. Oh shit.” Geoffroy muttered to himself, feeling as his lust peaked.

They were making a lot of noise, Geoffroy felt grateful that his father was not home, thinking that someone could hear Nicolas's moans even in the main hall. But even the moans were quite different now. The little teen wasn't feeling the pain but also a sudden wave of pleasure. And Geoffroy himself wasn't really that far from reaching the edge, all the excitement and new type of sensations caused his mind to race, perhaps more than ever before. He was still thrusting meeting no resistance, thanks to all the lubrication applied prior and while the penetration. Retracting his penis the boy made sure that there were no traces of blood and suggested that they should switch the position. His thoughts were all dirty and he wished to share them all with Nicolas.

“I want to see your face while I fuck you.” He explained, telling the black haired boy to rest on his back and pull his knees up to the chest.

Before laying on top of his partner Geoffroy grabbed his swollen shaft and rammed it inside the sore, gaping hole with a single move. As soon as he made his way inside and touched Nicolas's prostate they both grunted. His arousal was peaking now. Geoffroy leaned closer to his lover, humping his own hips up and down.

“Oh, fuck, Geoffroy!”

He felt Nicolas's lips on his. Geoffroy pushed his tongue in between them as they starting french kissing, and moaning into each other mouth. The older boy was thrusting sharply, causing the whole bed to shake as he forced his way back and forth. They were connected, finally sharing the greatest of emotions. They were perfect lovers, the rabbits in heat, allowing their primal instincts to take over their minds. Within one minute Geoffroy's sweat-covered body began tensing up, he could not escape the climax anymore. Resting his weight on top of Nicolas he pushed again. One final push. A single assault. The overwhelming orgasm approached him as he pressed his penis deep into his little boyfriend's rectum and ejaculated, sending the thick ropes of fresh semen inside. Geoffroy's mind became black for a second, he did not breath, he did not think, adoring the weird, burning sensation reigning all over his body. Finally, he took a deep breath and looked down at Nicolas.

“Finish me, please?” The little boy whispered, looking at his lover with lust in his eyes.

Geoffroy's penis was still inside him, erected, throbbing, sending waves of pleasure through his little hole. Nicolas was on the edge all the time, he needed a single stroke, a light caress and that was what Geoffroy did. Finally, the semen from his testicles was freed and the little boy cummed all over his torso and tattered shirt. He was not moaning anymore but panting as he experienced the orgasm he was longing for. His anus squeezed around Geoffroy's shaft as the older boy started retracting it. Fresh, hot sperm followed, leaking on the bed sheets, which were already wet from their love act.

“Does it hurt?” Geoffroy asked and touched Nicolas's anus with his finger, grabbing the paper towel to wipe some of the cum from it.

“A little bit.” Nicolas confessed in a low voice. “But I will be fine. You were very gentle.”

“You know what?” The blond haired kid asked, sitting next to Nicolas. “I wanted to do it the very first day when we were in the doctor's office. I looked at your hole as I was sticking the thermometer inside, and it seemed so... unreal. I wanted to touch it, stick my whole face in there, just out of curiosity. And, that's strange – I loved your scent." The boy admitted, blushing slightly. Finally, Geoffroy was satisfied and happy that he shared the perfect moment with Nicolas.

“Oh, so this is what you wanted then? My poor ass.” Nicolas made a serious face, an outraged look crossed his face. “I break up with you, mister!” The boy grinned and then added. “Don't worry about Clotaire. Our plan will work just fine. Now, shall we do the usual showering plus sheets cleaning ritual?”

Geoffroy nodded and they both walked out of the room. But this time, he made sure that the bathroom's door was closed.

***

Tuesday evening was coming to an end and both boys were still at Geoffroy's place, having fun. Nicolas called his beloved mother, telling her that he will come home later and go to the sleep right away, as he did not want to have another sleepover at Geoffroy's home. Plus, the boy wanted to avoid seeing his own father. The man was still angry, burning with hatred – the little teenager could not forgive him the recent spanking. Everything seemed much more complicated now.

Once they cleaned up all the mess made, they started playing on the console, forgetting about the rest of the world. Nicolas wasn't quite a gamer, he always preferred the computer over the console, but after the hours of practice, he managed to beat Geoffroy a few times. Of course, the older boy was shocked by this and tried his best to disturb Nicolas in some way, hoping to get an easy win. So, it was not a big surprise when Geoffroy's father, Charles, entered the room to see Geoffroy pressing his feet against poor Nicolas's face, who tried to fight back, squealing. They did not notice the man and he watched as they both laughed and wrestled, making a lot of noise. Eventually, Nicolas spotted the man, giving Geoffroy sign to look to the right.

“Oh. Hi, dad!” Geoffroy exclaimed, trying not to look embarrassed by the fact that he was about to slap Nicolas's cute butt. “How is it going?”

“Geoffroy, let Nicolas go at once. His mom called me. I promised her to deliver him home in one piece.” Charles stated, looking at his son, who made a made funny face and rolled his eyes.

“Won't he stay with us for the supper?” Geoffroy asked.

“No, he won't, son. His mom is truly a nice lady, but I couldn't argue with her arguments. She wants Nicolas home as soon as possible. Believe me or not but you two are spending enough of time together. You know, he has a family. Right, Geoffroy?” Charles explained, placing his hand on Nicolas's arm, and looking at him.

“Oh, dad. Come on!” Geoffroy rolled his eyes again. “I don't mind it. Nicolas can stay here.”

“Nicolas, are you going?” The man asked, ignoring his son.

“Yes, monsieur.” The boy murmured. “See you tomorrow, Geoffroy!” Nicolas waved at his lover, who stuck out his tongue as they both walked out of the room.

At first, everything seemed fine. Nicolas was walking down the hall, accompanied by the man. Then, it struck him! It was rather unusual for Geoffroy's father to contact his mother, but the boy knew what was going on. Or rather, he suspected it. Was it about the coming holidays? Or perhaps was there more? Perhaps his mother told Charles about everything that happened? He remained silent as they marched together to the luxury car parked in front of the mansion - the car everyone would kill for. Once inside Charles broke the silence, cheering at Nicolas.

“I'm sorry to interrupt your fun Nick, don't be mad at me.” Charles stated, reaching for his mobile phone and checking for the possible messages. So far, nothing. Another quiet, unusual evening. The calm before the storm.

“I'm not. It's just. I'm just... I-I don't know if I want to see my father.” Nicolas confessed, turning his head toward the window so the man could not see his face. His stomach was once again an empty pit.

Charles figured out was going on and understood the circumstances in which Nicolas was placed. Although Nicolas's mom wasn't quite eager to describe what caused the crisis she explained that there was one. Still, she sounded nice, caring, she was a perfect mother to the little boy like Nick. Charles hadn't got a chance to speak with Nicolas's father, but he heard him in the background, babbling bullshit, telling that he will never allow his boy to go on the holidays with some stranger. All the problems were resolved shortly after, Charles was a good diplomat. He hated it, but as soon as he introduced to some people using his full name they were much nicer, treating him like a good partner for every business.

“Nick, look at me.” The man pleaded in a serious voice, revealing the truth once the boy faced him. “We will tell my son tomorrow. As for now – start packing your things. You are going to spend the holiday time with both of us.”

“But...” Nicolas was frozen in tracks. He blinked and then gasped, unable to utter a word.

For some reason he decided to hug the man, wrapping his little arms around Charles's neck. He needed someone to love him, to comfort him, and the man was so good, so different from the rest of the adults. The hug lasted a bit longer than usual, and then Charles heard the quiet sobbing. Knowing that something was wrong he slowly stroked Nicolas's back, feeling that the boy's body was all tensed up. The man did not attempt to question Nicolas about it – the black-haired kid surely had some secrets, just like his own son.

“Thank you. I-I wasn't expecting that to happen. Not even in my dreams. Really. I'm so happy. This means a lot to me, I mean... I'm not the member of your family and you are so nice.” Nicolas murmured in a low voice, letting the man go, hiding his face in his hands. He wasn't sure what was going on. Was he crying out of the happiness?

“Listen Nick. It's alright. Your happiness is most important.” Charles answered, trying to hold his emotions, patting the young teen's head, hoping to comfort him. He was afraid to make any move, Nicolas seemed so fragile and innocent, like a little boy, who was never meant to grow up. Yet, for some reason, Charles felt that he was emotionally connected to this boy. After all these years he realized that he truly cared about Le Petit Nicolas, who was just like a son for him. “We will surely have a nice time.”

“I-I know. But tomorrow...”

“What will happen tomorrow?” Charles asked.

“No, nothing.” Nicolas claimed, resting his head against the door.

As they started driving Nicolas fell asleep, he was dead tired. For the boy like him, this day was full of emotions and new sensations he felt for the first time in his short life. His eyes closed as Charles focused on driving the car, speaking no more words. Or perhaps he spoke a word or two, but Nicolas wasn't able to hear or answer it. The man chose to drive the longer way round. It started raining and the street, usually full of people, who were staring at rich man's car were completely deserted. Yes, Charles had everything he wanted and yet his own brain was working against him. He needed to think. And he wanted the petit Nicolas to get some rest.

***

Walking around his room in circles Clotaire was unable to sit in a place. He arranged everything and finally his plan worked, everything went smooth so far, smoother than he expected. Now, he only needed to go an extra mile to assure that Geoffroy will be all his, forever and ever. He wanted it to last as long as he was interested, for months, maybe years, he wanted to do all the stuff with Geoffroy, everything he saw on the Internet lately. He wanted to share both the pleasure and pain with him, make the wildest desires come true in front of him, he wished to taste his classmate's body, every inch of it. Blinded by the lust he planned his next action, figuring out that destroying a relationship between Geoffroy and Nicolas won't be as easy as expected. But Clotaire was sure that can conquer the world by persistence and patience, he knew that at some point the little, weak black-haired boy will be no more.

Looking at Geoffroy's photo filling his screen he sighed in delight. The wildest and dirtiest photo he ever imagined was in front of him - Geoffroy's fingers were up boy's ass, the boy's nice cock was leaking sperm onto his face. That one was taken just a few moments after his classmate reached the edge. To say the truth, Geoffroy looked like he enjoyed it and he was not the only one. Clotaire masturbated like four times already but decided to spare his energy and seed for tomorrow. After all, he needed to stay strong, focused, like a predator waiting for an easy prey.

“You should send us his nudes.” His friends insisted. Oh, they were all super excited to hear that Clotaire managed to get what he wanted. They sent him some further advises, knowing that the boy wanted more than just some photos. All the men on international chat were hinting him the most perverted ideas, corrupting his young mind since he became interested in Geoffroy. Of course, they also suggested that he should take some more pictures and share them among the members of chat. After all, they were supporting him all the time. He felt that for the very first time in his life someone was adoring him and his work. That his life had a purpose.

Geoffroy's message was expected. Clotaire knew that blackmailing will work and that he will be able to lure the naive boy into his lair. It was kind of funny that Geoffroy offered to blow him just like this. “Perhaps he is just a cocksucker.” Clotaire thought and shivered a little, imagining Geoffroy on his knees, mouth wide open, begging for IT. The perverted teenager looked outside of the window and tried to make up the rest of his plan. His parents were still home but they were about to leave, saying they won't be back until tomorrow's evening. More and more messages appeared on the chat and Clotaire felt obligated to answer them. They were as excited as he was. His trusted friends and followers.

“Dad? Can I have your camera?” Clotaire asked the man, who was busy packing his things, getting ready for the delegation.

“It's in the bedroom, I think. Just try not to break it, alright? And don't disturb me.” The man barked, answering the boy's question but not even paying attention to him.

Clotaire hated him, he hated both of them. There were days when he considered running away from home, leaving it all behind. The “Don't disturb me” thing was going for years - he was living all for himself and his parents did not really care about him, not anymore. Sure, they were doing that in the early years when he was still in elementary, getting the worst grades and barely passing the end exams, but then... They lost all the hope. They were happy with him for as long as he wasn't disturbing their plans. You could say that there were two families living in one flat. Clotaire closed himself in his room, reading some incoming messages, smirking.

“You can get it all, not just his head.” One man suggested.

“Rape him and stream it for us. Everyone will love you.”

“Don't forget to cum on his face, Clotaire! We know you can do that!”

“Think of fucking him and using his body for whatever you want. You could drug him with the drink. Can give you some advice.” Another person suggested.

“Maybe they are right...” The perverted boy mumbled, typing a few phrases, starting his search. “Oh-Oh, This is perfect. Just what I need... neat!”

The thing that interested him the most was how to drug or knock someone out in a matter of seconds. Clotaire wanted to attack, to hit, to hurt. Over all those years he became sexually frustrated and wanted to let it go tomorrow. He wanted to get this cute, smiling boy all for himself - he started reading some guides explaining the subject he was fascinated with. It was so easy. Matter of hitting the right spot on head or neck. That shouldn't be a problem.

“Guys, do you think this will work?” He asked, sharing the website with everyone, awaiting some replies impatiently.

“Should be enough, just don't forget to tie him up.” One user sent him a private message. “Also, collect some ropes or duct tape so he won't be able to escape once you start. Do you think you can do it? There will be no coming back, kid.”

“I want to.” Clotaire answered shortly and asked for some further help regarding tying up and blindfolding someone. He was really curious.

“Just make sure he won't tell anyone. Keep making the photos and share them with us in a few years from now.” The stranger advised him - he surely seemed to know a lot about this stuff. “I could send you some of my old work.”

“What work?” The boy asked, feeling all confused.

Soon, Clotaire received his answer. A single attachment to the next message. For some reason, he hesitated to open it. Was it really the thing he was thinking about? He clicked the file twice, holding his breath. Clotaire's mouth opened wide, the teenager was unable to move for a while. His screen filled with the image of the young boy. Ten, maybe eleven years old kid with the thin body and blond hair was all naked, sitting on the floor with hands and legs tied behind his back. His mouth was stuffed with adult man's penis, sperm leaking down his body, mixing with tears. He inhaled deeply and quickly closed the file.

“What the fuck was that?” Clotaire typed his message, feeling that his hands were shaking.

“Who do you think we are? Teenage gays with some silly problems like yours?” The man asked. “Really? You aren't the sharpest one, huh?”

“Do you have more of this kid? Like... fucking him?” Clotaire ignored the stranger's words, trying to relax, his heart was beating like crazy.

“Yeah, these were taken three years ago. He's your age now and still willing to satisfy his dad's needs. Fucked him since he was seven. Him and his brothers. Do you like it?”

“Please, send me some of his recent ones.” Clotaire pleaded, grabbing his crotch. His erection was there, pulsating, asking for a single hard stroke.

“Listen, I was following you since you uploaded Geoffroy's first photo. I'm willing to help you and share my collection if you promise to record everything tomorrow. Here's another one.”

A short video, lasting just for fifteen seconds. The fifteen seconds of ultimate hotness. Same boy as before, but a bit older was fucked by a man, probably his father. Clotaire almost reached climax hearing the boy's loud moans as the man slammed his fat penis inside the precious kid, pressing his head into the bed. The kid was all tied up, unable to move by an inch. His face expressed pain, but he wasn't able to scream due to a gag in his mouth.

“He's eleven and a half in this one. We've had spanking, oral, anal and pissing going on this night. The full video is like one hour long. Think about it.”

“I will let you know.”

Clotaire realized that there was no way back now. He wanted to experience it all, to have the five minutes of fame, he wished to abuse someone. As he started collecting the ropes and strings from all over the home his mind filled with contrasting thoughts, the poor boy allowed the desire to control him fully. Wanting to be all prepared for tomorrow, he began practicing tying up, knowing that there was no space for failing.

In the end, he was not able to sleep either. Being all nervous he started thinking of the future. It seemed not possible that tomorrow Geoffroy will be forced into things Clotaire was dreaming about for so long. And the thought that he could trade Geoffroy's perverted pictures with some other guys made him feel even more desperate. He wanted to join this world. Yes, finally his life had some purpose. The sweet scent of Geoffroy's body filled his nostrils as he surrendered to the dreams.