Subject: Winky Pop – Chapter 1 (Adult Youth) This Story and its Characters are completely fictitious. It is a work of fantasy not intended to encourage or condone similar acts taking place in the real world and does not imply desire or intent by the Author. The reader engages with this story at their own risk and the Author will not be held responsible for any negative consequences that may result from reading this story. Please consider donating to Nifty. They’ve been helping people achieve amazing orgasms since 1992, which is a serious service to humanity. Please feel free to get in touch. This is my first proper attempt at a story, so your thoughts would be greatly appreciated. I would also love to hear about how hard the story made you cum. I have some general ideas for where I want to take the story but if you have any suggestions, let me know. (Authors note: The story is set in my homeland of Australia, so there will be plenty of uncut cocks sorry if that isn’t your thing. There might also be a bit of Aussie slang like the word ‘Servo’ which is slang for service/petrol station and ‘Maccas’ which is slang for McDonald’s) Cheers, Niko. Winky Pop, Chapter 1 Jase saw Rosie’s car as he pulled his work van into the parking lot of his apartment complex. He was 40 minutes late getting home thanks to a late delivery and then a car accident. Rosie and her Son Tristan had been waiting. Normally Jase wouldn’t have been too concerned, but it was 4:00 on a summer afternoon and the temperature was yet to drop from 35 degrees. Jase parked next to Rosie, pulled they keys out of the ignition and wiped the sweat from his shaved scalp with his hand. He dried his hand on the loose black running shorts and hurriedly got out of his van. Rosie got out of her car and Tristan followed, running to intercept Jase. Rosie was off to a friend’s wedding in Adelaide for weekend, so Jase was on babysitting duty. Rosie and Jase had been best friends since High school and now he was a father figure for Tristan. The boy had been the result of a random fuck with a guy Rosie had met at a festival. She had never even gotten the guy’s name or phone number. Jase had helped out with Tristan since he’d been born, and they always had a father/son bond. That was up until 6 months ago, when things had changed, and Jase and Tristan had become lovers. At 35, Jase hadn’t had too many boy lovers. While he publicly identified as gay, Jase had let a few likeminded men know his true persuasion. Jase’s last opportunity for a young lover had been 10 years ago, his boyfriend at the time, Anton, had a nephew who he was regularly fucking and happy to share with Jase. Jase and the boy had fallen in love and taken to fucking in secret. Unfortunately, Anton found out, got jealous and ended the relationship. Since then it had been a string of younger men and twinks who were drawn in by Jase’s rough looks and natural workman’s physique. The sex was good but could never compare to fucking a boy. As Jase rounded the front of his van, he felt the boy collide with him like a meteor. “Jase!” yelled the boy as he wrapped his arms around the man’s waist. ‘Hello, Boyo’ replied Jase, returning the boy’s hug. He looked at Rosie, ‘sorry to keep you waiting mate.’ “It’s alright,” replied Rosie, “I had the air con on. This one was a problem though” she continued looking at Tristan “He’s a bit on the nose from sport this afternoon. Can’t believe the school made the kids compete on day like this.” Jase felt his dick stir, Rosie had no idea how the thought of her sweaty and smelly son was affecting her best friend. “No problem Ro, I’m not too fresh myself” he said as he glanced down at Tristan, who hadn’t released his grip on the man’s waste. A small, sly smile played on the 11-year-old boys face. He didn’t mind how sweaty or smelly Jase was either. Tristan rested his head against Jase’s High-vis shirt covered stomach. The Boy was an absolute vision. Dirty blonde hair and blue eyes, with a tanned runner’s body from plenty of training for under 12’s marathons and cross country. Tristan was still in his sports kit as well. A light blue polo top, dark blue loose running shorts which revealed much of the boy’s upper thighs and a pair of black Nike runners. Jase saw the boy’s ankles, not wearing any socks with runners by the looks. Just the way Jase liked it. “What time is your flight? I didn’t make you, late did I?” enquired Jase. “Oh no, the flights not until 6:30, but I should leave now so I don’t cop traffic” the woman said. Jase released his arms from the boy. “Go give your mum a kiss goodbye, ya rat” he said teasingly. Tristan walked over plodding his feet in that way boys do when they are tired or just plain don’t want to do something. “Bye Mum” he said droningly with a half-hearted hug. Tristan winced in anticipation of the incoming hug-kiss storm his mum would unleash. “See ya smelly cat, love you” said Rosie crushing him with a hug. “You behave for Jase, please.” “He’ll be right, Ro” interrupted Jase. “You know we get on like a house on fire” he said with a wink to the boy. “Alright, I’m off. Love you, love you, love you.” said Rosie in between planting kisses on Tristan’s forehead. She opened the car door practically collapsing into the driver’s seat. Hurriedly giresun escort Rosie started the motor and reversed as Jase and Tristan waved goodbye. With one last wave, Rosie was off, and the man was alone with his boy. Jase looked the boy over; he saw that he had nothing with him. “Where’s your bag?” he quizzed. Tristan comically slapped his forehead “Doh! I left in the car.” The boy thought for a moment “I’m pretty sure I left some stuff when I came over the week”. “Oh yeah, you did too” said Jase, resting his right hand on the side of the boy’s head. “But I don’t think you’re going to need to worry about clothes too much this weekend” he said seductively as he softly stroked the boy’s hair. Jase saw Tristan visibly gulp in anticipation and he felt his own cock hardening in his shorts. The boy picked up on this and pressed himself against the man’s bulge. Realising that they were exposed and in the open, Jase took the boy in his arms and carrying him, walked to the enclosed stairwell that lead to his second-floor apartment. Away from prying eyes in the stairwell, Jase took the opportunity to slip a hand down the back of Tristan’s running shorts. He found the boy’s hole quickly enough and ran his middle finger around the rim. The boy began to grind into him with soft moan. Jase kissed the boy on the lips, slow and sensual. “We’re going to have some much fun this weekend, yeah?” The boy just nodded and continued grinding his little hardness into his man’s chest. “I’m going to fuck your little winky pop pussy so good, baby, been craving it for two weeks.” Jase flashed back to their last time, an evening babysitting while Rosie went out with her girlfriends. They had watched porn and Tristan had spent most of the evening sitting on Jase’s lap with the man’s cock buried in his boypussy or as the boy called it, his winky pop. Jase remembered how the boy had moaned during the three dry orgasm he had from rotating sensually on his fat cock. Footsteps coming down the stairs brought Jase back to reality. He quickly pulled his hand out of the boys shorts and set him down. Jase couldn’t help but sniff the finger he had used to tease the boy’s cunt. The scent was intoxicating. As they reached the top of the first flight Jase and Tristan nearly bumped into a young man. Jase recognised him as his next-door neighbour who had moved in a couple of months ago. They’d run into each other in the laundry room a few times, but Jase couldn’t remember the guy’s name. The guy was a young hipster type, tattooed with a rocker-billy hair style, about 19 or 20 years of age. His tight-fitting black T-shirt showed off a lanky, yet tight body and his jeans accented a full bulge. The man nodded at Jase and then looked at Tristan. He looked a little too long, working his eyes up the boys long, smooth legs. Jase recognised the gaze in the young man’s eye but stayed his hand, a casual ‘Hey’ would do. ‘Hey’ the man replied, before taking another long look at Tristan before rounding the stairs. “Interesting” said Jase with a smile. Tristan looked at him quizzically. “Come on let’s get out of this heat” said Jase as he hurried the boy up the stairs. Once in the apartment, Jase immediately turned the air-conditioning on and slumped on the couch. The boy joined him, getting on his lap and straddling him. They kissed. Tristan began to grind; Jase sensed the boy’s urgency and could almost smell the boy’s sexual heat and need. Jase pulled away from the boy’s kiss. It had only been 15 minutes since the boy’s mother had left. “Baby let’s hold off for a bit, your mum might come back with your bag” He said gently. Tristan’s disappoint was palpable, “noooo sheeee wooooon’t” he whined. “Let’s not risk it baby, we’ve got the whole weekend to make each other feel special” “Fine” said the boy, abruptly getting off Jase’s lap and slumping on the couch. “I’m going to get a drink” said Tristan and stamped off to the kitchen. Jase closed his eyes and breathed deep. His cock was rock hard and he could feel the pre- cum leaking into is underwear. “Jase, there’s no coke!” yelled the boy “There’s no icy poles either!” He continued. Jase mumbled a ‘fuck’. He had meant to get supplies on his way home. Tristan came back into the lounge room slumping on the couch again. Jase looked at him the frustration apparent on the kids face “Alright, I’m going down to the servo, what ice cream?” asked Jase. “Lemon Lime Splice please” “Ok and how about later we get Maccas for dinner?” said Jase, tousling the boy’s hair. “Yes!” replied the boy ecstatically. “Ok baby stay here, and I’ll be back in halfers” said Jase as he grabbed his keys and headed to the door. “Only open the door if it’s ya mum.” All the way to the service station and back, Jase’s mind was only on one thing. Tristan’s warm and welcoming pussy. Fuck, he could feel the cum boiling in his nuts. He parked his van and hurried up the stairs and quickly back in the coolness of his apartment. Tristan wasn’t in the lounge room. Jase put the ice creams and soft drink away and called out “Tristan baby? I’m back” No answer. Jase sighed and headed down the small hallway. Bathroom was empty as was the spare bedroom. Jase finally came to his room the door slightly ajar; he slowly opened and gölbaşı escort was not prepared for what he saw before him. There on the bed was Tristan, eyes closed and naked with his legs spread, exposing his 3-inch boymeat and fucking his soft cunt with two fingers of his right hand. In his left hand was a small brown bottle. The Boy had found the new bottle of poppers Jase had bought. Jase had explained poppers to Tristan who was keen to try them. They boy must have found them when he was looking in the drawer for lube The boy opened his eyes and smiled. He pulled the fingers that had been fucking his hole, brought them to his mouth and sensually sucked on them. “My pussy tastes so yummy, Unky Jase.” The Boy was really pushing Jase’s buttons. He loved when the boy called him uncle or unky (with a baby voice) during their sex. “I know it does baby, I’m so hungry for it” Said Jase. The pure lust he was feeling making his throat catch. Jase pulled off his work shirt and pulled his shorts down slowly. Tristan liked when Jase revealed his 7″ uncut cock inch by inch and then let it spring free. The boy watched fingering his pussy faster. Suddenly Jase flopped his meat out. It was girthy and juicy looking, a string of pre-cum stretched from the uncut tip to the underwear currently around Jase’s thighs. He wiped the pre-cum off his cock tip with his finger brought it to his lips. “Can I taste, Unky?” said the boy sweetly. Jase let his jocks drop and kicked the underwear and shorts off his feet. He grabbed the base of cock as we walked towards the bed, waving the rock hard and veiny member as he walked. He reached the edge of the bed. “Come and get it my sweet pussy boy” The boy hurriedly crawled over to the waiting shaft. The foreskin just exposed the tip which continued to leak copious amounts of pre-cum. The boy softly licks the tip in the same way Jase had seen him lick ice creams. Tristan still had the popper bottle in his hand. He opened it and sniffed and then took the beautiful pedo cock before him into his mouth. “Mmmmmmm” said the boy lasciviously, the poppers had hit, his eyes rolled back and the man cock in his mouth suddenly became the best thing he had ever tasted. “ohhhhh fuuuuuuck baby!” exclaimed Jase as he felt his dick reach the back of the boy’s throat. The poppers helping him relax. The boy began to worship. Sucking his father figures dick like it was the last time he would ever get to do so. Sucking it like it was tastiest, sweetest and juiciest icy pole he had ever tasted. “Yeah suck that pedo cock, slut. It’s all yours my baby boy” said Jase, his heart racing. The boy pulled off the cock suddenly gagging. “Will you put it in my pussy, Unky?” he moaned. “Why should I, sluttyboy?” teased Jase. “Because Unky, my pussy is itchy and hot, it’s feeling hungry” Jase stroked Tristan’s hair. “Get back on the bed and spread your legs” The little boywhore bounced across the bed like an excited puppy and assumed the position. Spreading his legs as wide as possible. “Can you see my Winky pop, Unky Jase? “Yeah baby, I sure can” replied Jase huskily. Jase bent down and sniffed the boy’s musky hole, he rimmed it hungrily. The boy just smelled amazing in general from his sweaty sporty day. He moved from the boy’s pussy to his arm pits and then raised up grabbing the boy’s legs and bringing both of the boys’ feet to his nose. They smelled sweaty and ripe from Tristan having not worn socks today. He licked and sucked and savoured the taste of the young boy’s feet, before again returning to the boy’s ripe cunt, the musky, odour of a boy in heat. Jase made love to Tristan’s hole with his mouth like a man possessed. When he saw how dilated Tristan’s hole was, Jase rested. He watched as the boy put two fingers in and out of his hole again. The hole was loose. The hole was ready. The hole was hungry. Jase grabbed the lube and squirted some on his cock. He then applied a bit more to Tristan. The boy bucked like a cat in heat. Jase approached the boy, bringing his fat sausage dick within striking distance of his surrogate son’s most sacred area. He slapped the uncut knob against the loose cunt and smiled when he heard it popping wetly. “Have some poppers slut” Jase ordered. Tristan took two long slow sniffs in each nostril and then passed the bottle to Jase. As Jase brought the bottle to his nose, Tristan grabbed the pedo cock awaiting entry and began teasing it against his pussy lips. “Yeah it’s coming baby, it’s coming” said Jase before taking his final sniff. “Hurry” the child begged. “You asked for it whore” and with one long thrust Jase slid his uncut, virile molester cock into his boylover. He watched as the boy’s eyes rolled back. “Ohhhhhhh Unky Jase. Yessssss!” The boy moaned. He was now in another world. “Yeah my pedo cock is in you slut. Making you mine, my little lover” “Ooooooooo” Tristan mewled, spreading his legs as wide as he could. Jase leaned in so that his body was pressing against Tristan’s. Tristan responded by wrapping his legs around Jase’s legs and dragging his fingernails across his pedophile lover’s back. Jase kept lobbing and rotating his cock hitting multiple spots that felt good for the boy. “Fuck, there is nothing like childpussy, I wish I göztepe escort could have this every fucking day” said Jase, completely lost to pedo lust. “Me too unky, I wish I could be your slut all the time” Jase smiled hungrily. He had learned very quickly that the boy had a powerful inner slut. Suddenly the boy cried out, startling him. “Ooooooo yes, Unky keep touching there” the boy pleaded. Clearly Jase had hit a very sensitive spot. He hit again and smiled, and the boy’s fingernails began to dig in and pinch the skin of his back. He continued to thrust, hitting the boys special pleasure source again and again. “Oh Unky, I’m tingling” said the boy breathlessly. Tingling was heard for cumming. “Please make me tingle, daddy” “Daddy? That was new” thought Jase. New and fucking hot. “What do you want daddy to do to your pussy, baby?” “Make it tingle, pleeeeeeease” begged Tristan. “You want daddy to make you cum, son?” Said Jase, fully investing into the pseudo-incest commentary. “Yes, make me cum daddy, fuck my boypussy and make baby cum” Jase continued to thrust against the special spot, he reached down and touched the rock- hard kid dick. “Have some more poppers for daddy” he said temptingly. Tristan took two long sniffs as his daddy figure plowed away at his loose cunt. He passed the bottle back to Jase who also indulged in the aromatic liquid as well. The boy could no longer hold back. The poppers combined with his lover caressing his boycock and hitting the tingly place in his pussy was too much “OOOOOOOOOOOOO DADDY, I’M CUMMING” he yelled. Dug his nails hard into Jases’s back and wrapped his legs as tightly as possible around the man’s waist Jase felt Tristan’s cock vibrating and the boys pussy undulating around his meat as the child enjoyed a massive orgasm. He could no longer hold back. “Oh, fuck baby, Daddy’s pedo cock is going to cum in you, give you my babies. You want that?” A disgustingly dirty though crossed Tristan’s mind as the orgasm racked his body with lust. “Yes daddy, make me your boywife, give me your babies’ “FUCK HERE IT IS BABY, HERE IT IS, HERE IT IS. CUMMING IN YOUR BEAUTIFUL PUSSY, CUMMING IN YOUR WINKY POP” and with that Jase lost all control. It was like he had gone into orbit. He was vaguely aware of the boy mewling beneath him, egging him on for his seed. A few moments later he came back to earth. He raised himself up and look down and his cock still lodged in the boy. He was about to pull out when he felt Tristan’s hand against his cock base. “Wait daddy, I don’t want to lose your babies” Jase couldn’t believe what he was hearing and lustfully sunk his still hard pedo cock deep into the boy before leaning down and passionately kissing him. He slowly fucked his boywife while they kissed deeply, tongues duelling. Eventually Jase’s cock softened and slipped out of the boy with an obscene pop. Jase slumped on his back and Tristan cuddled into him. “Fuck me baby boy, that was unreal” Jase said gasping for breath. “Boywife, hey? How did you come up with that? “It just came to me in my head when you were fucking me” the boy said proudly. “Well it was amazing, son” said Jase, kissing the boy’s forehead. The lovers rested and Tristan fell into a deep sleep. Jase watched as his cum continued to leak out of the young pussy. He smiled and left the boy to sleep. Jase sniffed his pits and looked at his cock covered in cum and arse juice, he needed a shower bad. Tristan finally woke around 7:30 and Jase lovingly bathed him. There was nothing sexual about it, purely a father figure bathing a child he saw as his own son. Once Tristan was in his pyjamas, Jase ordered the promised McDonalds. After Jase put on a movie (Spider-Man: Homecoming) and they lay together on the couch, cuddling. Tristan loved Tom Holland and Jase knew the movie would probably make the boy horny. Jase was right and laughed every time the boy began to fiddle himself when Tom Holland was shirtless or in his underwear. Tristan eventually fell asleep and Jase carried him to bed. Jase went to the toilet and brushed his teeth. When he came back to his bedroom, the boy was awake and had taken his pyjama shorts off. He spread his legs obscenely and showed off his still dilated hole “I want it again” he said softly. Their love making was slower this time and the boy was on top riding his pedo lover’s cock like it was his own personal property. Jase was naked while the boy kept his Pokemon T- shirt on. Jase let the boy take his time and take the lead, the man’s cock was purely for the boy to do with as he wished. He played with boy’s cock bringing him to orgasm twice. The massive orgasm that Jase had earlier helped him hold off. Finally, the boy had a third orgasm and Jase allowed himself to fill the boy again. They lay like this for some time, Tristan listening to Jase’s heartbeat. Eventually the boy fell asleep. Jase tucked him in and lay next to him. Sleep didn’t come to Jase for some time. His thoughts drifted to the young man in the stairwell. He knew the look on the man’s face. The Lust for Tristan that he badly tried to hide. Jase pondered, perhaps it was again time to have a friend who thought like him. He looked at the sleeping boy next to him, rolled over and cuddled the boy into him. With contentment came sleep. To be continued. Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoyed it. As I said in my introduction, I have some ideas for where to take the story, but I’d love to hear from you. What would you like to see? What is your fantasy? Maybe I can make it into a story for you 🙂