I slowly lowered his pissy Hanes briefs revealing his amazing rear end. I'd fucked some asses in my time but none as breathtaking as this one. It was perfectly shaped and, my favorite, perfectly smooth, like a baby's bottom. I made him step out of them and grabbed them for inspection. It looked more like a diaper than underwear. The briefs were not only soaked with his teen piss, but a huge skid mark covering most of the backside.
I shoved the underwear in his face. He nearly gagged. "Scotty, why did you go poopy in your underwear too?"
"I didn't," he said defiantly.
I slapped his ass. "Then what's this giant poopy stain in there?"
"I don't know."
I slapped his ass harder. "How'd you get this?" I barked, slapping his ass again.
He sighed. "I guess I didn't wipe too good."
"No shit!" I yelled. He laughed at that so I sat down on the bed, grabbed him and threw him over my lap. "You think this is funny," I yelled.
I proceeded to give him his spanking.
SMACK SMACK SMACK
After the 10th one, I said, "That's for pissing your yourself like a little baby."
The next 30, I gave as hard as I could. "For breaking into my fucking house," I told him. After the 40 total, his ass was really red but I wasn't done. I took a few minute break to rest but then I grabbed a slipper and announced "Now, I'm going to give you some for pooping your pants like an infant."
Scotty had been defiant throughout the whole ordeal. His body stiff. He'd barely made any sounds except for the occasional ugh. But after a few with the slipper, the 44th overall, he cracked. His body started squirming in agony. After the 46th, he started crying. By the 49th, his crying was getting on my nerves so I grabbed his disgusting underwear, found the brown part, rubbed it under his nose then and shoved it in his mouth to shut him up. After the 55th, I took pity on him and stopped, pushing him off me.
He stood, knees weak and squirmed, trying to rub his ass, but the handcuffs prevented him. It was then I noticed his stiff little nail. The kid had a rock hard boner from the spanking, what didn't shock me. But what did shock me was its size. It truly looked like a little kid's penis. I would never have believed him 17 if I hadn't seen his ID. Erect, his dick, if you could even call it a dick, was maybe 3 inches. Skinny. And not a hair to be found. I held my little finger next to it and my little finger was a little bigger. I laughed. He blushed madly.
I grabbed my cell phone out of my pocket and snapped several pics of baby Scotty, complete with his pissy, dirty undies in his mouth.
I flicked his little hard on. "Are you really 17, Scotty?" I removed the sodden briefs from his mouth.
"Yes," he sniffed. I'm not sure if he was still crying because of the spanking or because he was humiliated by his tiny, undeveloped member.
"Cuz it looks like you're like 11," I said, rubbing his hairless pubic area. "I think I was bigger than this when I was in elementary school." I grabbed his dick with two fingers. "Does it even work? Well it obviously works for peeing," I taunted. "At least it does something."
I started masturbating his weenie. "How come it's so tiny?"
"The doctor said I need some hormones treatment or something," he said, between sniffs. "My dad says we can't afford it."
"So you're stuck with a little 6 year old weewee?"
He turned his head away away from me, still blushing.
"Well," I continued, "since you peepee and poopy your pants like a baby, it makes sense you have such a baby dickie."
I continued jerking him off. It was awkward since I wasn't used to manipulating something so small. I stopped for a second and grabbed a 10 inch dildo from my box. I rubbed against his hole and then shoved it in. He screamed and I stopped for a second. Then I started again more slowly until it was all in. I let him rest for a few seconds. I noticed his little stiffy hadn't gone down one bit. In fact, it was harder than ever.
I then started slowly dildo fucking him with my left hand and giving him a hand job with my right. Every time I pushed the dildo in, I felt his dickie pulse. I could hear his breathing get faster. "Scotty, can your weenie make spermies like a big boy?"
He mumbled something and nodded his head. Sensing him close, I increased the pace of the dildo fucking and hand job until he screamed "Oh my god." I felt his knees buckle and his little nail throbbed hard, shooting out non-existent sperm.
He collapsed to his knees, gasping for air.
I inspected his little 3 incher. It was, as I thought, completely dry. Not even the tiniest drop of fluid from his microdick.
"Scotty, I thought you said your peepee could make spermies?"
It took him a few seconds to catch enough breath to talk. "Most times I don't make any. Sometimes I do."
"I don't believe you," I said. "I'm going to have to find another way to test you."
(to be continued)