This time I was going to run away from the city completely, maybe even all the way to the East. To do that I'd need money, and get my money I'd need age, so the next morning I found someone to fuck.
At 10 years-old my dick was only three inches hard, so I'd need someone willing to take me without getting any hole in trade. I headed quickly across town, dodging in the shadows to hide my near-naked form, and ducked into the men's room at a popular public park, latching the stall door and sitting down to wait.
Peeking through the crack I watched every guy that came into the room, judging each and not settling until several hours had passed. A kid who looked around thirteen unzipped and let fly at the urinal, his baggy shorts hanging low and his floppy hair and black nails as clear a sign as any. I skinned out of my too-tight shorts and unlatched the stall, leaning against the door with my bare crotch stuck out, grinning.
"Hey, man," I said, startling him so bad it was lucky he was already pissing. "Wanna suck?"
"What," he said, turning his head to look while shielding his crotch from my gaze. His eyes sank to my little dick, standing hard from my balls, and drank it in. Score!
"I said, want a suck? You'll like it." I flipped my dick with one hand, his eyes never leaving my hard rod. I stepped back into the cubicle, out of his sight. For an endless second the kid didn't move, but then he was through the door and shutting it behind him. I sat down and leaned toward him, the dirty seat cold on my skinny ass. The kid took a hesitant step forward, drawn by my open mouth and beckoning tongue, and I undid his shorts and yanked them down.
A nice young dick flopped out, pink and limp with only a few fuzzy hairs. A drop of piss glistened on the tip as I swallowed it down, sucking it hard and feeling it grow. The kid'd almost certainly never been sucked, since he rammed his hips forward hard in my face. I bounced off his groin and grabbed his hips, holding him still so I could suck in peace. He took hold of my head and tried to jack himself with my face. I grabbed his balls and squeezed warningly, and he let up. Too soon his dick jerked and filled my mouth with sweet milky teen-cum. He pulled back immediately and leaned on the wall, his thin chest heaving as he caught his breath. I gave him a wide smile, his cum coating my teeth and drooling on my lips, and he grinned.
"That was too quick, man," I said, savoring the taste of his young load. "Let's try again." The kid stood up and tried shoving his dick in my face again, but I dodged away.
"No, man, let me. I know something better." I guided him around facing away from me, and wrapped one little fist around his sticky cock. My other hand pushed his back forward, bending him over, and I pulled apart his pale cheeks. The powerful smell of musk and ass rolled out, the smell of a young man who'd been playing around all day and had worked up a sweat. Not my favorite smell in the world, but it had very pleasant associations, so I sniffed it up willingly. The kid's little hole gleamed pink and sweaty inside his hairless crack, and I dug in with my tongue and began to lap away.
The kid's smooth skater body shuddered and wriggled as I worked, digging in to pry at his hole and fondling his dick. Spit and sweat ran down my chin as I made things as wet as I could, my little tongue sliding deep in his pucker and loosening its hold. I timed my hand-strokes to the plunging of my tongue, letting him feel the pleasure at both ends. My kid-sized dicklet was rock hard and ready, and I finally pulled my tired tongue free and stood up behind him.
My thin little dick slid into him without much effort, the tight bud sliding easy over my shaft. At three inches I couldn't hit his prostate, or even fill him up, so his only reaction was to hunch his hips a little and make a puzzled noise. My hand was still going on his twitching rod, so he didn't seem to care too much. The heat and friction built up fast, since spit isn't that great a lube, but my orgasm grew even faster. If the kid knew someone was claiming his hole for the first time, it was only because my hand stopped stroking for as long as it lasted. I was back to business just seconds after, so I really doubt he noticed a thing.
By this time I could feel him getting close, his ass clenching tight with each hand-stroke and his legs trembling, so I sped up. My flat belly pounded against his ass as I fucked, my free hand gripping his balls to wring that extra pleasure from his dick. The kid blew again, his cum oozing over my hand as I fucked another year from him, painting his gut with a little pearly jizz.
Twelve was the year I'd hit puberty, adding muscle and mass to my skinny frame. Part of that was a fair helping of dick, still pretty hairless but nice at four and a half inches. The extra meat stretched the kid's hole, my cockhead finally rubbing his prostate as his whole body twitched. A low animal moan built up, pitching every time my dick hit home. The tight heat of his ass, barely slicked by my few drops of cum, gripped my dick so nicely that I blew again a bit later, the spurting of my dick intensified by the feel of mushrooming flesh as it grew another inch.
He and I had now switched ages, and I had to crouch a little to keep my 13 year-old rod in his 10 year-old hole. Fresh cum was fucked out to drizzle down his little nuts, splattering my legs as I pumped. His reach has shortened along with his body, and since he still had his hands on the wall his torso was now lower down. I left off his boy dick and pulled up on his hips, supporting his waist and ramming his ass hard into my thrusts. My cum fired out, thick strings of it buried up his chute before my still-pounding dick forced it out to dangle from his marble-sized balls before shaking off onto the scummy floor. The kid's nine year-old foot stepped right out of his sneaker, the loose ankle sock soaking up a pile of jizz as he stepped forward to brace himself. I followed behind, never stopping, and walked him right out of his other shoe, jamming my 6-incher hard inside him and grinding my groin against his smooth little ass. Another whole-body orgasm, dry of course, sho
ok him to his toes, and I came for the final time. A little over seven inches of dick now crammed up his hole, filling it so tight that I could barely pull free. The little kid dropped to his knees, a flood of spent cum dripping from his hole to pool on the concrete floor. I pulled his shorts and boxers off his legs, leaving him his shirt and my discarded shorts. I dressed quickly, rubbed the worst of the cum-stains from the dark cloth with toilet paper, slipped on his still-warm shoes and left.
A 15 year-old can travel by himself only by taking the greatest care not to cause problems or ever attract attention. Unfortunately, most of my cash was in the bank, under a false name but still traceable. That was probably how the hunter had found me, though how he'd traced the alias I couldn't guess. I went to an ATM and withdrew the full $500 limit, then bought some clothes and a bag and rode the bus to the train station. The first one heading east was to Topeka, good enough since I didn't have a plan. I got settled in my cramped sleeper cabin and listened to my iPod as we slid out of the station.
My bag was stuffed full of clothes in the various sizes I knew I'd be at different ages. If I could use the journey to get hold of some age, maybe up to 18, I could deal better with whatever would come at the end. I washed up in the tiny shower, threw on a shirt and shorts, and went out to mingle.
In the lounge car I had positive proof that Someone was looking out for me. Two young men, college age, sat drinking beers and flirting, eyeing up each new arrival before going back to each other. The darker-haired one grinned at me, and grinned harder when I smiled back. His friend turned around to look, and I showed them some ass I leant over to get a Coke at the bar. Without asking I joined them, sliding into their confidence with ease. In twenty minutes flat I was leading them back to my cabin and already tenting my crotch.
The two of them really were very pretty: slender and smooth and intensely clean. The darker-haired one, Dan, had my face in his crotch before the door even closed, and Kyle was grinding his dick on the back of my head as I knelt down to suck. I wanted to really suck the dark one, so I pulled off and told his friend to sit beside him. The two really got into having a young boy swing on their dicks, taking them in turn or both at once, their thick heads cramming my little mouth full. They were kissing and moaning above me, their hands pinching nips, and with care and attention and a small hand on each dick, I brought them off together, their cum flooding my mouth and pouring down to mingle on their dicks. I drooled the remains on my own seven inches, slicking it up and sitting back on my heels.
"You guys both boylovers," I asked, smiling as they lay their heads together, enjoying their luck.
"Kinda," the red-headed one (Kyle, he said, now we had time to formally meet) said, leaning in to kiss his friend. "Dan likes `em young, and I like him."
I grinned at this, and scooted over to get between Kyle's legs. I pushed his thighs open wide and buried my face in his ass, spearing my little tongue on his slit. He shuddered and groaned, and pulled his legs up, letting me in. They traded handjobs as I lapped away, as if he guessed what was coming Kyle didn't prevent it, just sighing in Dan's mouth as my dick slid in. He'd been fucked before, and recently, and took my cock without a twitch. Fair was fair, and I was big, so Kyle let himself go, his ass clenching as I ground my cock in deep. The 20 year-old redhead's body shuddered and shrank as muscle burned away, his belly rippling as a thin layer of puppy fat regrew. Dan's eyes widened in surprise, feeling the change as he gripped his buddy's dick, and he leaned back to look down at his friend. Kyle's face didn't look all that different, twisted up in pleasure as I railed his hole, though the dusting of beard he'd sported a minute ago had disappeared. Kyle's dick
suddenly blew, coating Dan's slack hand with ribbons of thick cum, oozing from the flushed tip. The convulsions of his ass sent me over again a second later, and once more the young man's body shuddered and shrank, this time quite noticeably as his man's growth disappeared. 18 year-old Kyle was lanky and smooth, a little muscle sweet on his arms and legs. My nine inches stretched his hole tight, pinning him to the bunk as Dan jumped down to stare.
"What the fuck," he whispered, his eyes wide as he looked at the joy-wracked face of his lean young friend.
"Long story," I grunted, my hips still going, breaking the choke-hold Kyle's ring had laid on my dick. "You'll enjoy it. Just don't fuck me." I was desperately thirsty, and pulled myself from out of Kyle's hole. When I stood up to get a drink Dan dropped to his knees and rammed his cock inside his friend, tearing a gasp from the boy's pretty lips. I savored a bottle of raspberry water while Dan pounded his bud, suddenly jetting his nut deep within him. Kyle's head slammed back into the mattress as his own dick blew, jets of pure white jizz reaching his face.
"How far back do you want him to go," I asked, as the sated Dan pulled his cum-soaked dick from Kyle's hole. The once-again teen lolled on the bed, his body limp and sweaty as we talked about his future.
"Seriously? Fucking 10, man!" I picked up a bottle of lube and greased my dick. If I was going to take the kid back seven more years, I'd need a little help.
Half a day later the train pulled in and we all disembarked. The elfin Kyle, a sweet-faced nine year-old whose short curls were crusted with cum and whose lips were reddened and swollen, waved a fond goodbye as the two happy boys vanished into the crowd. I strolled out under the hot sun and was thinking vaguely of buying an ice cream when they suddenly caught up with me. A needle stung my arm, the darkness swept in, and I knew nothing more.