Poor Little Shit Boy
By
Toby Tyler
(MBb, incest, oral, piss, scat, bd, submission)
The story is completely fiction. If you are not 18 or if it is illegal to read it, then you will probably be struck blind, which is why you shouldn't be reading it in the first place. If you enjoyed my story, you can check out some of my other stories on Nifty: Seventh Grade Foot Slave, Fucked-Up Kid, Brother Sucker and Urinal Boy. I'd love to hear from my readers. You can email me at Tobyt_yler@yahoo.com, and please remember to mention the title of the story in the subject line.
Poor Little Shit Boy
Chapter 7
There were a lot of things that Noah Underwood couldn't figure out about the Muck household. It was just Cody and his dad living in that giant house, and Mr. Muck seemed to be always away on business. Noah never saw any servants around, and he began to wonder who cooked and cleaned for them.
The kitchen stove looked like it had never been used, but the refrigerator was always well-stocked, usually with trays of sandwiches and finger foods, and serving bowls full of buffet foods like pasta salad. One whole shelf of the refrigerator was filled with imported spring water and Belgian beer. Cody had a shelf to himself, and it was usually stocked mostly with Jolt and a variety of highly caffeinated energy drinks; Cody practically lived on the stuff.
When Noah asked Cody about it, the boy simply shrugged and explained that a catering service replenished the refrigerator every morning.
Noah had started to feel at home at the Muck household. One Saturday he opened the front door to Cody's house (which his friend had left unlocked for him), grabbed a sandwich and a soda from the fridge, and went upstairs to Cody's room.
Cody was sitting on his bed with packing material strewn all around him. He looked up at Noah. "Batteries not included," he said.
"Huh?"
"I have no idea where Dad keeps the batteries. Can you help me look for some?"
Noah looked at the object Cody had in his hands. It was a plastic broomstick made to look like real wood. "What the hell is that?" he asked.
"Check it out, Noah, it's really cool!" Cody said, handing the stick to Noah. "It's a real Harry Potter Nimbus 2000 Vibrating Broomstick! But it won't vibrate without the batteries, of course!"
"Is that like a prop for a video or something?"
"Maybe. My dad got it for me, special order. The company had to recall these things, so they're collector's items now!"
"Why did they have to recall them?" Noah asked, curiously.
"Think about it. It's a big, vibrating plastic stick. Now imagine a little girl putting this thing between her legs and turning it on. The parents totally freaked and they had to stop making it. This has got to be like the coolest sex toy in the world!"
Noah helped Cody look around the house for batteries. Eventually they found some. Cody inserted the batteries and handed the broomstick to Noah. "Here. Put it between your legs like a good little wizard. I want you to be the first person to ride it."
Noah giggled a little when he turned the broomstick on and felt the pleasant vibrating sensations through his jeans. "Does feel nice," he purred. He was starting to get a hard-on.
The broomstick protruded from Noah's legs like a giant cock. Cody stroked the end of it. "Now imagine this thing with a little lube on it!" he laughed. "let me ride it for a little bit."
Reluctantly, Noah handed the Harry Potter Nimbus 2000 Vibrating Broomstick to Cody. Cody put it between his legs and began to move it up and down. "Mmm, nice!" Then he added, in a phony British accent, "I say, Potter, I could get used to riding your broomstick every day." Then he turned off the vibrator. "Hey, this is already starting to give me some ideas for a new video!"
"Oh brother!"
Then Cody took the vibrating broomstick from between his legs and put it on his bed. "Hey Noah," he said.
"Yeah?"
"You did promise you were going to feed me today. You think you gotta go anytime soon?"
Noah paid attention to his insides for a moment. "Don't think so. Not for a while, anyway. So you really want to eat it, huh?"
"Uh huh." He patted Noah's stomach. "Just let me know when you're ready, okay?"
The boys waited all afternoon for Noah to have to go. They played video games, sniffed and licked each other's feet and sucked each other's dicks for a while. Finally, Noah had to go. Cody set up the rim chair next to his bed, pulled down his pants and got under it. He was already hard at the thought of what he was about to do.
Noah, on the other hand, was less sure of himself. Going to the bathroom was a very private thing, and Noah had never let anyone even watch him take a shit, let alone eat it straight from his hole as Cody intended to do. Cody was already underneath him, greedily licking and tonguing his hole. Noah was enjoying the warm, wet feeling of Cody's lips and tongue exploring that tender area. Cautiously, he began to push out. Out came a loud, wet fart.
Noah was embarrassed. He could feel himself turning red. "Sorry about that, Cody," he apologized.
"No, that was good! Keep farting!" Cody was jacking himself off furiously.
"Okay, here's another one!" Noah giggled as he let another fart loose. "Hey, did you want any poppers? You got some right on the shelf over there."
"Nah," Cody said in between licks of Noah's pink butthole. "If I take the poppers now, they'll make me pop! I wanna take my time and enjoy this! When you shit, do it real slow, okay?"
"Got it! I think I'm ready!" Noah began straining to take a dump. He was feeling a little uncomfortable with Cody's face so close to his butt. Still, he grunted a little and soon he felt a compact, medium-sized turd slide out of his ass and into Cody's waiting mouth.
"Gosh! I can't believe you're actually eating it!" Noah was amazed. Cody didn't even gag or anything. Cody stuck his head out from underneath the rim seat, opened his mouth and showed Noah his brown tongue.
"Eeew, gross!" Noah gasped. "I can't believe you just ate it!"
"You think you got any more?"
"No, that's it."
"Then I'm gonna lick you clean."
Noah always enjoyed the feel of Cody rimming his ass, but it felt especially good now that Cody was digging his tongue in deep to get every last taste of Noah's shit that he could. Now that he didn't have to concentrate on taking a shit, Noah had found himself getting aroused by the feel of Cody's mouth on his anus. Cody had his tongue in deep and was jerking himself off. Noah decided to do the same, since the feeling was too good to resist.
Cody shot first, with a muffled moan, as his tongue was still deep in Noah's rectum. He continued to suck and tongue Noah's pink little anus until the boy was ready to shoot. When Noah was ready, he stood up and aimed his cock right at Cody's open mouth.
Cody was very pleased to receive Noah's sperm. Noah had only started to ejaculate full loads two weeks before, and Cody had yet to taste it until just then. He savored it in his mouth for a moment before swallowing, allowing the salty taste mix with the taste of shit on his tongue.
"You happy now?" Noah asked.
"Yeah."
"Okay, Noah. Before I show you the video, please, you've got to PROMISE me, PROMISE ME that you won't freak out. Could you please just promise me that?"
"Oh, God, what have you done now?" Noah was petrified.
"I'm showing you this because I trust you, and I know that you won't tell anybody about this video. It's a secret video. I need to show it to you. Noah, you love me, right?"
"Of course I love you. You're my boyfriend. What's this all about?"
"Promise me you'll still love me no matter what. Even after you see the video. Please?"
"Okay, I promise I'll love you no matter what. And I promise I won't freak out. Now what did you do in that video that could possibly be so bad? You're getting me all worked up so when I see it it's gonna be no big deal."
Cody took a deep breath. "Okay, here goes," he said. "The funny thing with the candy in this video was that I had set it up before we did the shoot, but then someone must have come and ate it all so we had to re-do the whole thing."
Cody opened up the laptop. "Are you sitting comfortably?" he asked. "Then I'll begin."
Nervously, Cody clicked on the file cody_in_candyland.mpg.
Simple white on black titles: Cody In Candyland. The scene opened onto a suburban street. Noah recognized the area as the border between exclusive Cadenville and the nearby town of Broadhollow. The property values practically plummeted once you crossed the town line.
In the video, Cody came into view, carrying a Pokemon lunchbox and wearing what looked like a Japanese schoolboy's uniform. He smiled and waved at the camera.
"Hello everybody! It's me, Cody, and it's my first day of school today! Oh boy! I can't wait! See my new lunchbox! Look, it's Pikachu! Come follow me while I walk to school!" Cody was acting like a first-grader. He had a dopey look on his face as he skipped along the sidewalk.
"Don't step on any cracks!" he giggled as he skipped gaily along. Then he stopped in his tracks and looked down at something on the ground. The camera cut to a close-up of what Noah was looking at – a Wonka bar on the sidewalk.
"Mmm, chocolate! I love Wonka bars! Actually, I love all kinds of candy!" Cody bent over to pick the bar up off of the ground. The way he bent over was rather sexy. He seemed to be intentionally showing off his ass to the camera.
"Hmmm, it's still in the package, but is it safe to eat? Some mean old man might have put poison in it or something. There are some bad people out there who do that kind of stuff, you know. Real bad people who are sick in the head. Bad people who hate kids. Like the mean old people who put razor blades in apples on Halloween."
"But this Wonka bar looks okay. The wrapper looks fine to me. And I do love chocolate, so I think I'm gonna try it." Cody unwrapped the Wonka bar and began to eat it.
All of a sudden, Cody's eyes bulged out wildly. He began to choke and sputter, and held his hands to his throat. He dropped to the ground, twisting and writhing in agony.
"Aargh! Broken glass! Help!" Then he sat up, swallowed the chocolate and smiled sweetly. "Just kidding. The chocolate was fine. Well, I guess I'd better hurry along to school! I wouldn't want to be late on my first day!"
Cody got up and began skipping along the sidewalk again. Then he stopped once more.
"A Snickers bar! Still in the wrapper! This must be my lucky day!" Cody picked up that piece of candy and ate it as well.
"Hey, lookit that! Somebody keeps dropping this candy on the sidewalk. Look, there's a whole trail of candy. I wonder where it leads to?
"You know, I like school a lot, but I like candy a whole lot better. I think it would be more fun to skip school and see where this treasure trail leads, don't you?" Cody gave the camera a lascivious wink. Then he began to follow the candy trail up the street, picking up Reese's Peanut Butter Cups and Almond Joy bars and putting them in his lunchbox.
The next scene showed Cody following the candy trail to his house, up the steps to the front door.
"This must be the end of the treasure trail," Cody said happily. He rang the doorbell.
Mr. Muck opened the door. He was dressed in a red and white striped suit, so he looked sort of like a candy cane. "Can I help you, little boy?"
"Hi, Mister. Are you the candy man?"
"Yes, little boy. I'm the candy man. Welcome to my candy house."
"Oh, I hope you have some more candy for me."
"I just might have something here for you in my pocket. Why don't you reach in and see if you can find it?"
Cody reached his hand inside his dad's pocket and felt around for it. "Gee, mister. I can't find any candy in there but I sure found myself a treat."
"Go ahead, boy. It's all yours. Have a taste."
Cody unzipped his dad's trousers and pulled out his dad's nice, fat cock. Then he put his lips around it.
That's when Noah freaked out.
It took a long time for Cody to calm him down.
Noah was now sobbing in the corner of the room with his head between his knees and his arms around his legs. "I hate you, Cody!" he moaned.
"Noah, please calm down. You promised me you wouldn't freak out. Please calm down."
"Fuck off!"
"Noah, look at me. Please calm down. Don't hate me. I had to show you the video because I wanted to be totally honest with you. About everything. Because I love you."
"I hate you. I wanna die! How could you do this to me! Doing it with your own father! How could you? I hate you!"
Cody gently put his hand on Noah's shoulder. "Please, Noah."
"Don't touch me!" Noah growled. "Your own father! Fuck! I thought you loved me! I hate you!"
"Noah, please try to understand. I do love you. But I love my dad, too."
"You ARE fucking loco!"
"I can explain. It's all right. He's not my real father. I'm adopted, I didn't want to tell you that, but now you know. So you see, it's okay. Sort of. Cuz he's not my biological dad."
"Like that makes a fucking difference! He's a grownup! Oh my fucking God! He must have made you do it! He's been sexually abusing you! You've gotta call DCYF! Or the police!"
"Noah, please just listen to me! I need you to listen and understand!"
"Okay, fine. I'm listening. Explain yourself." Noah wiped the tears from his eyes and looked at Cody.
"Like I said, I'm adopted. I don't know my real mom and dad. I was in a foster home in New Jersey. It was horrible. They put me there when I was about 6. My foster parents were so bad they had to take me out of there. I don't know if you remember it, it was in all the newspapers when it happened."
"When what happened?"
"When my foster parents got arrested. They were very cruel people. They had 11 foster kids that they took in just for the money they got every month. They kept us locked up in one small room in the basement. They barely fed us. The older kids they trained to steal and shoplift. It was kinda like something outta Oliver Twist.
"Like I said, there were 11 boys in one room. I was the youngest. The older boys used to beat me up and try to rape me all the time." Cody sniffled. "But I'd fight back. I'd bite and kick and scream when they tried to hold me down. I quickly learned that the only way to keep them from raping me in the ass was to learn to please them by sucking their cocks. Sometimes I had to suck all 11 guys in one night. It was the only thing I knew how to do to survive." Cody sniffled again.
"Oh Cody, I'm so sorry to hear that! That sounds awful!"
"When a social worker found out what was happening, my foster parents were arrested. They're still in jail. So they sent us all back to the shelter. Harry Muck read about the story in the paper and wanted to help. His wife had left him and he had no kids. He was lonely and wanted to make a difference in some poor child's life. That poor child was me. He came to the orphanage and from the moment I saw him I knew he was going to be my new daddy.
"I remember the day he took me back to his apartment in Manhattan. I was so happy to see the beautiful penthouse apartment, and my bedroom was already filled with toys and stuffed animals. I knew I was the luckiest boy alive.
"But I was afraid. I was afraid it was all a dream and that it wouldn't last. Maybe he would change his mind and send me back to the shelter. I wanted to do everything I could to make my new daddy love me and to show him what a good boy I was. But at 6 years old, and from living in that dirty room with all those mean older boys, I only knew of one way to really make a guy happy.
"That night, I crept into my new daddy's room. Daddy, I'm scared', I told him. Can I sleep with you?' He let me snuggle under the covers with him. Then I slowly moved downward. He didn't say anything. I was under the covers, with my face pressed against his boxer shorts. He was already hard. I was determined to give my new daddy the best blowjob of his entire life. I knew that if I was really good and made him happy, he would let me stay.
"I can't describe the joy I felt when he came in my mouth for the first time that night. I had served my man and had made him happy. It felt so good when he ran his fingers through my hair and told me what a good boy I was after I had finished sucking him off. Please don't hate me, Noah. He never once hurt me. I did it because I wanted to, and I did it out of love. But I love you just as much. In a different sort of way, though. I hope you understand. Do you?"
He reached for Noah's hand. Hesitantly, Noah let him take it.
"I'm sorry, Cody. This is all just too much for me to handle right now. But I love you and I will try to understand. I'd like to go home now. I need some time by myself to try to make sense of it all."
As Noah left the Muck house, he was pretty badly shaken. He didn't know what to think. He didn't know whether to hate Cody's dad or Cody, or whether he should try to be more patient and understanding about Cody's `special' relationship with Mr. Muck.
Noah now felt he had finally come to understand the root of Cody's bizarre behavior. Cody had been through so much, and he was lucky to have found a man as kind as Harry Muck to take care of him.
Noah's thoughts turned to Mr. Muck. At first he felt anger towards the man, but the more he thought about it, his feelings began to change. Mr. Muck was not really very handsome, but he was an average-looking man with a kind face and a generous heart, who had done so much to make a difference in a poor boy's life. As Noah pedaled his bike back home, he slowly found himself developing a newfound respect for Harry Muck.
After Cody had walked Noah to the door and kissed him goodbye, he returned to the living room where his dad was having a cup of coffee. On the coffee table was a small array of very fancy cookies and a fruit bowl with some bananas in it. Mr. Muck also had a glass of chocolate milk waiting for Cody.
Cody sat down next to his dad, ate a cookie and had a sip of his chocolate milk.
Harry Muck turned to his son. "Is Noah okay?" he asked. "He looked pretty shaken up when he left."
"I think so. He just needs to take some time to let it all sink in."
"Did you tell him the story we came up with?"
Cody smiled as he reached for a banana. He knew his father loved to watch the way he ate his bananas. "I told it exactly the way we rehearsed it," Cody laughed. "He fell for it hook, line and sinker!" Then he bit into his banana. "Although I don't understand why it's easier for him to take if he thinks you're not my real dad. I guess people are just weird about that kind of stuff." Cody smiled sweetly as he put his hand on his dad's leg, moving it slowly up his thigh.
"Cody, I'm glad you picked Noah. He's a very sweet boy, and very cute."
"Yeah, I know. I think I'm really falling in love with him." Cody finished his banana and reached for another cookie.
"Go easy on the cookies, Cody. I'm going to be feeding you very soon."
"You want me to go and get under the rim seat now?"
"Yeah. I'll be up there in a few minutes. Take off your clothes and wait for me."
To Be Continued