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“Thank you, Father.”
Shouta nodded at the lady as she walked out of the door. He checked him the line of people waiting to confess and was happy to see there were only two more people.
He signaled the next one to come in. Thankfully it was quick, since this man came every single Sunday.
He nodded his head goodbye as he walked away and he looked down at the last person waiting.
Little Shinsou was alone, his step-father nowhere to be seen.
“Come in, Shinsou. Where is your dad?”
“He went home.” He said as he took a seat, Shouta sitting next to him. “He said I was big enough to stay on my own now.”
Shouta shook his head disapprovingly, but smile once he saw Shinsou looking up at him.
He was very small, barely reaching his chest even though they were both sitting.
“Well, Shinsou, what would you like to confess today?”
He stared down at the boy and purple eyes looked away, shy. His little cheeks blushed as he squirmed, worrying on his lip.
“I… I peed my bed three night ago.” He held up three fingers for him to see. Cute.
“That’s nothing to be ashamed of! It’s normal for kids your age.” He smiled reassuringly.
“Daddy was mad at me.”
Shouta shifted on his seat at the name.
“Did he punish you?”
Shinsou nodded, looking down at his lap.
“He… He spanked me.”
“Spanked you where?”
Shouta spread his legs a bit, his pants felt uncomfortably tight.
“He spanked my bum.”
“Did it hurt?”
Shinsou nodded, but also blushed more. He opened his mouth as if to speak and then closed it again.
“You can tell me anything here, son. Nobody but us will know.”
“P-promise?” His whispered, looking up at him with trusting eyes.
“Promise.”
His hard cock throbbed in his trousers as he shifted in his seat, moving closer to Shinsou until their legs touched.
“I… liked it, too.”
He looked down, ashamed, scared that he would be scolded.
Shouta put his arm on the back of the seat, rubbing his thumb on the back of Shinsou’s shoulder.
“That’s okay, it’s completely normal.”
Shy eyes peeked up at him.
“R-really?”
“Yes.”
“But… Daddy said it was a punishment, and that I shouldn’t feel good.”
Shouta raised his eyebrows.
“Does your dad… make you feel good?”
“S-sometimes.”
Shouta put his free hand under his robe and squeezed his cock.
He was going to hell.
“How does he make you feel good, Shinsou?”
“He… He touched my privates, and makes me touch his, too. At first, it hurt, and I cried, but I got used to it and it feels good sometimes, just like daddy feels good!”
The little thing was so excited, even smiling up at him as he confessed to the sins of his step-father.
“Have you told anyone this before, Shinsou?”
“No. Daddy said I shouldn’t tell anyone or I’d be punished really bad. But it’s okay to tell you, right?”
His face contorted in fear.
“Yes. Nothing you say or do will leave this room. So you can’t tell anyone what happens in here either, okay?”
“Okay!” He looked so relieved, he was simply irresistible.
“Shinsou, can you show me where your dad touches you?”
“Hmm, okay.”
This boy was so trusting, how could Shouta possibly hold back?
He watched with dark eyes as Shinsou stood up and lowered his pants, then his white underwear, kicking them off.
He pointed at his soft cocklet with a small finger.
“Here.”
He turned around and showed him his small, round ass.
“And here.”
He sat back down next to Shouta without bothering to dress himself back up again, and pulled his shirt up.
“Also here.”
He touched one of his nipples to show him.
Shouta nodded, undoing his pants and pulling his cock out, still covered by his robe.
“And he… touches you with his hands?”
“Mhm! He also licks me. Or touches me with his peepee.” He leaned in closer to Shouta until he was right next to his ear, and whispered, “He pushes it inside my bum sometimes.”
“Does he?”
“Mhm! He also makes me touch it and lick it.”
“His cock?”
Shinsou blushed furiously at the word and nodded, licking his lips as if on reflex.
Shouta groaned out loud and moved his robe to the side, revealing his hard, throbbing cock to the boy next to him.
“Can you show me, Shinsou? Do what you do with him.”
He moved the hand that was still resting in the back of the seat and touched Shinsou’s hair, stroking it with his fingers.
Shinsou immediately rubbed against his hand, like a kitten, closing his eyes and moaning lowly.
This boy was desperate for affection.
“Hm? Be a good boy and show me, okay?”
“Okay.” He opened his eyes and raised his tiny hands.
Shouta’s heart was beating really fast inside his chest as he watched those hands approach his cock, until finally they touched him.
He bit his lip to hold back his moan as Shinsou looked up at him, his eyes wide and trusting.
“Like this.” He said, and started moving his hands up and down.
He gripped his cock tight between his small hands, and it felt so good. Shouta spread his legs wider as Shinsou worked his cock, little tongue peeking out from between his lips in concentration.
“What else did you say you do with it?” Shouta asked, feigning ignorance. He shuddered as Shinsou bent down, opening his mouth as wide as he could before putting the head inside.
Shouta moaned, moving his hand to the back of his head again and stroked his hair softly.
It was so hot inside, so tight and small, he was surprised he could take the entire head in.
He felt his tongue move around him and he moaned again, fighting the urge to just force his head down until he hit the base. He wanted to grab his small head and fuck his throat, thrusting his hips without a care and use him all he wanted.
But he held back. That would ruin all he had planned for him.
“You’re a good boy, Shinsou. That feels really good.”
Shinsou’s eyes lit up and he let him go with a pop, beaming up at him.
“Really?!”
“Yes.” Shouta caressed his cheek and Shinsou hummed happily, smiling.
“My daddy never tells me that.”
“And what does he tell you?”
“Nothing. Well, sometimes he says mean things, like this is all I’m useful for and that I should just shut up and take it.”
He spoke matter-of-factly, and Shouta felt anger fill his chest.
“That’s not true, Shinsou. You are beautiful, and good, and you feel amazing.”
“Y-you really think so, Father?”
“I know so.”
Shinsou giggled and started bouncing on his seat, his cocklet jumping up and down with him.
Shouta’s cock throbbed hard and he gulped.
“You said he puts his cock inside here, right?” Shouta moved his hand down Shinshou’s back as he spoke, until he reached his ass, giving it a squeeze.
Shinsou didn’t even flinch and he nodded.
“Can you show me?” Precum leaked out of his cock and he stroked himself lazily.
“Um… Okay… But it hurts.”
“I will make it not hurt, okay?”
He considered for a moment.
“Okay.”
He looked nervous as he leaned back against the seat, spreading his legs and showing Shouta his small cock and tiny, tiny hole.
“Fuck.” He gripped the base of his cock hard as he stared down at the boy. He was gorgeous.
He moved back a little and then bent down, kissing his soft thighs before reaching his ass.
He kissed his rim and then licked it, looking up at Shinsou to see if he was okay.
He was just looking at him curiously, cheeks tinted red.
Shouta hummed and started lapping at his ass, dragging his tongue all the way up from his hole to the tip of his little cock, which was half hard.
He put it inside his mouth and slurped around it, loving the moan and loud gasp Shinsou let out.
He let go of his cock when the boy was fully hard and moved back down to his hole, using as much saliva as he could, getting it really wet and slick before forcing his tongue in.
Shinsou gasped again but didn’t stop him or cry, and he didn’t sound like he was in pain.
Shouta started moving his tongue around, touching his thighs with his hands softly to help him relax.
Soon Shinsou was moaning loudly, his cock twitching in front of Shouta’s eyes, his little hips thrusting up.
“Ah! Father!”
Shouta groaned loudly and he removed his tongue, immediately replacing it with two fingers. He moved up Shinsou’s body and hovered above it, staring down at his debauched face as he fingered him open, scissoring his fingers to get him ready for his cock.
He searched inside until he found the bundle of nerves inside of him that made his back arch off the seat, his mouth hangin open in a silent gasp.
He grabbed Shouta’s wrist and stared up at him with fear in his eyes.
“F-Father, it feels w-weird.”
“It’s okay, it’s not weird. It feels good. Doesn’t your daddy touch you here?”
Shinsou shook his head no and let go of his wrist with a gasp.
“I’m s-sorry.”
“No need to be sorry, you can touch me all you want… Come here.”
Without removing his fingers from his ass, he picked Shinsou up with one hand and sat back, sitting him on his lap. The boy squirmed and gasped as Shouta’s fingers went deeper inside of him.
When they were seated, he tentatively wrapped his arms around his shoulders, hiding his face on the crook of his neck. Shouta smiled and started moving his fingers again, still slick from his saliva.
Shinsou was more relaxed now, moaning and rubbing his small cock against his own bigger cock. The size difference was shocking, but it turning him on so fucking much, too.
Shouta pushed another finger inside, feeling impatient. He wanted to sit the kid on his cock and just bounce him on it like a toy. Hard and fast.
He thrusted his fingers in and out of his small hole, kissing the top of his head. He pushed a fourth finger inside and smiled as he saw no reaction from Shinsou, he just held onto his neck and took it.
“I think you’re ready.” He removed his fingers and gently grabbed Shinsou’s arms, moving him back.
He picked him up from his waist and laid him back down on the seat, quickly removing his robe and bending down over him, grabbing his cock.
“Spread your legs, Shinsou.”
He smirked as the boy did as told, looking at him shyly and moving his eyes to his cock.
“Good boy.”
Shouta rubbed his cock on the crack of his ass and poked at his hole, slowly pushing inside, groaning when he breached the rim.
He gave Shinsou a moment to adjust before thrusting his hips, forcing half of his cock inside.
“Fuck, you’re taking me so well, Shinsou.” He rubbed his soft tummy and he thrusted his hips again, almost to the hilt, moaning at how tight and hot the boy was.
“Hmm!” Shinsou bit his lip and he squeezed his eyes shut.
He was so cute.
“Relax for me, Shinsou.” Shouta moved his hands all over his stomach and chest, rubbing his small nipples.
Shinsou nodded his head and took deep breaths, opening his eyes and staring up at him. He nodded.
He was giving him the go ahead to fuck him.
Shouta thrusted the rest of his cock inside and moaned at how the small stomach under his hands shifted.
Then he let go.
He pulled his hips back and thrusted them back in to the hilt, holding the small body down to keep him place. He started a slow pace, loving the way he could feel his cock move inside his stomach with his hands.
“You’re doing so good for me, Shinsou, you’re such a good boy.”
The boy blushed at the compliments and hid his face under his hands. Shouta fucked him harder.
His body rocked from the power of his thrusts, his small legs bouncing as Shouta fucked his cock into him, snarling as he increased his pace.
He started fucking him fast, gripping his small waist to keep him still, moaning and gasping and shuddering, pleasure consuming his mind so much he barely took notice of Shinsou.
He knew he heard high pitched moans, and he saw his little cock bouncing, still hard, in his lap.
So he didn’t stop.
He threw his head back, moaning each time Shinsou clenched his ass around him, grinding his hips against his small ass every time he went in. He was getting close.
He stared down at the boy under him and shivered as he found purple eyes staring back at him. He smiled reassuringly down at him, his thrusts never slowing down.
Shinsou was drooling, eyes teary as he stared up at him, still so trusting. Shouta wanted to devour him whole.
He felt his orgasm building fast and he moaned, staring deep into Shinsou’s eyes as ha thrusts lost their rhythm, just fucking him mindlessly. And then he came, as deep inside as he could, hips thrusting a few more times to milk every last drop of cum, filling him up so much his cum started leaking from around his cock, dripping down his soft skin onto the seat underneath.
He stayed inside as he caught his breath, rubbing the soft skin of his hips with his fingers.
He pulled out slowly and watched with dark eyes the rest of his cum drip down from his hole, pooling under his ass.
“Father?”
His eyes snapped up and noticed Shinsou grabbing his small dick with his hands, squeezing it.
He didn’t cum.
Shouta immediately took him inside his mouth and slurped loudly, twirling his tongue around the cocklet fast, sucking hard.
Shinsou convulsed as he came seconds later, moaning so sweetly, his dick twitching inside Shouta’s mouth, nothing coming out.
He let him go and moved up his small body, giving him a soft kiss on the lips.
Shinsou stared at him wide eyed as he parted from hin, clearly surprised.
Shouta felt anger again but tried to hold it back. Soon things will change.
He helped Shinsou clean up and dress himself, before walking him to the door.
“Remember what I said, Shinsou? All we tal about or do stays in this room, between us.”
“Yes, Father!” He beamed up at him and ran off, stopping to wave one last time before disappearing around the corner.
Shouta went back inside and sighed. He was a bit surprised at how he didn’t feel any guilt or remorse for what he just did, or for what he was about to do.
He called the police and child services and did all the paperwork needed.
Two days later, Shinsou’s step-father was behind bars, and he heard a knock on his door. He opened it and found a man in a suit with little Shinsou standing next to him, carrying a backpack and dragging a small suitcase behind him.
He thanked the man and he left.
Shinsou walked inside and Shouta locked the door, turning around to the confused and shocked kid.
“I don’t understand what happened.” He whispered. “Why am I here, Father?”
“Your step-father did very bad things, Shinsou, so he was punished. I adopted you, so I’m your daddy now.”
Shouta smiled darkly at the boy, who was now jumping up and down from excitement.
He belonged to him now.