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More than anything else in the world, Jabari Williams wanted to be a star.
He'd wanted to act ever since he was three years old, and today, after a litany of TV bit parts, he was getting the chance to talk to Mr. Caius Summer, the most important director working in kids' TV. If Mr. Summer liked him, Jabari could get a main character part. Then his success as an actor was almost guaranteed, so long as he worked hard. The nine year old was practically vibrating in excitement as he sat in his seat, waiting for his interview. Mr. Summer had said Jabari's mother couldn't come - it was important for a main character actor to be able to have discussions with adults working on the show without having to call for his mommy. He needed to be able to conduct himself professionally. Jabari was - he really was! He was dressed nicely, his haircut was an immaculate fade, and there wasn't a single speck of dirt on his dark brown skin. He sat quietly and without fussing, determined to show what he could do.
Finally, Mr. Summer called him in. Jabari forced himself to shake hands with him in a cool, not at all hyped up way. His dreams were about to come true. It was strange, seeing Mr. Summer in person. He was thin the way many men in Hollywood were, but it was lean muscle, not just skin and bones, and his golden hair and big blue eyes made him seem way younger than he actually was. His skin was a pale peachy color, and his smile seemed genuine. Jabari could hardly believe someone so important looked so normal and nice.
And he was nice. For the first half an hour they discussed Jabari's career plans, his past roles, what he thought his strengths and weaknesses were, and why he loved acting. It was more like talking to a friend than talking to a director. Jabari had been worried, but everything seemed very normal and casual. The director was a nice man. Mr. Summer asked about Jabari's family and hurriedly rubbed him on the shoulder consolingly when the boy talked about his father's tragic death. He gently changed the topic. His smile was soft and his voice was gentle.
Eventually, though, things turned to sealing the deal. Mr. Summers leaned back on the couch, taking a long look at the nine year old boy's body. There was a bulge in his pants. Jabari tried not to stare. He didn't want to be rude. He was so close to being a real star.
"Did Miranda tell you what you might have to do to get a deal with me?" the man asked, tilting his head. Jabari nodded. "And you came here anyway. So you're prepared to do it?"
"Yes, Mr. Summer. I can do it." The boy reached a hand over and hesitantly cupped it over Mr. Summer's groin, feeling his hardening cock underneath him. "I just have to touch it, right?"
"To start, yeah. Undo my pants and take out my cock, kid. Step by step, just like acting. We'll go over the basics before we get to the main event." He said it as if there was nothing intimidating or hard about this at all. Jabari hoped that meant it was easy, actually.
His hands shook a little as he undid the man's pants and tugged them and his underwear down, revealing a large cock that he was expected to service. The nine year old took a deep breath before he took it in his hands. The girth was incredible, and he could barely wrap his fingers around it. He started pumping, and the man hummed happily. Jabari had never done this before. He had to hope he was doing this right, but going off of the way the director's cock was growing in his hands, getting longer, he thought he was doing okay. The boy was only focusing on that, which was probably why the director's hand slid to his back and then pressed against the curve of his lower back.
Jabari yelped, drawing back and hitting his back against the armrest. "What are you doing?"
Mr. Summer frowned, looking disappointed. Jabari's stomach twisted unpleasantly. He didn't want the director to think he was a wimp. "If you want a good part on my show, you need to let me touch you. Let me see you. Take off your clothes, Jabari."
The boy complied, trying not to panic as the man grew closer. After his t-shirt was over his head, Mr. Summer laid his hands on his soft body. It made Jabari feel even more naked as his palms slid up and down his smooth, childish torso. Jabari's dark brown skin was unblemished and silky to the touch, including his hands, which fumbled for Mr. Summer's cock. The dick in his hands twitched, and the boy remembered what he was meant to be doing, pulling on it firmly. It was easier if he kept doing that. Mr. Summer grunted and ran his hands down his little nipples, petting at his sides and rubbing them between his fingers. Jabari gasped as his body jerked involuntarily from the touch. It felt gross and violating, but he couldn't leave the room. He had to convince the man that he could be a main character. This wasn't worse than acting, just like Mr. Summer had said. Jabari squeezed the man's erection.
"Put it in your mouth now, Jabari," the director said, guiding the boy into a laying down position, the child's head on his lap. "Suck my cock like you love it. Use your tongue like it's your favorite lollipop."
Disgusted with himself, Jabari nodded, leaning in and nervously licking at the tip before slipping his lips around the mushroom head, running his tongue across the underside of it. The director sighed happily, one hand on the back of the boys' head, guiding him slowly down, pushing more cock into the virgin mouth underneath him. Eyes widening, the nine year old fought a gag. Mr. Summers just groaned, giving another push into his wet and tight throat. Jabari felt fuller than he'd ever been in his life. He wished that he'd swallowed something to coat his throat, but he hadn't. Before he knew it, Mr. Summers was thrusting back and forth. The boy whimpered in protest, unable to stop the tears collecting in his eyes.
Still, he didn't resist or try to pull away. He needed this part. If he was too weak, he wouldn't get it. This was normal for the industry. Other stars had to do it. As the man fucked his mouth and throat relentlessly, Jabari sucked his cock as enthusiastically as possible, letting drool fall from his mouth and onto his soft, vulnerable stomach, where his body jiggled from the force of Mr. Summer's hips. The man above him pulled out abruptly, making Jabari cough, wiping his mouth.
"You're really good. I bet you love sucking on that, huh, kid?" the man chuckled, staring down at him as the boy was completely unable to catch his breath, chest rising and falling. "Now, take off your pants and undies for me. I want to see your whole body."
"Do I have to?" he asked softly, hands gripping his waistband with shaking fingers. "Can't you touch me on top of them?"
"No, I want you all the way naked. Now don't be shy, boy. You're an actor. People will be looking at your body all your life." Mr. Summer smiled as the nine year old took a deep breath and shoved his last remaining clothes down, revealing his prepubescent, hairless body to the pedophile. He stroked his cock as he looked at the child. "Touch your little cock for me. Take direction."
"Y-yes, Mr. Summer." He hesitantly touched his small dark brown cock, grimacing at how his skin brushed against the tiny folds of flesh.
It was embarrassing, feeling himself this way, his most private, sensitive area on display and touched against his will. But the man liked it, so the boy stroked his own cock while the director watched him. He wasn't surprised when Mr. Summer stepped closer and began fondling Jabari's cock and balls, grinning, looking hungry as Jabari kept still, unsure what he should be doing now that a grown man was touching his private parts. It seemed to the boy that he’d been inspected all over, so this should be it, but Mr. Summer’s cock was still hard, and that made Jabari nervous. What else was the man going to do with it?
"Turn around," the director commanded, "let me see that ass, Jabari."
He couldn't bring himself to speak. He just nodded and did as he was told, turning and exposing his small, rounded butt to the man. The nine year old gasped as Mr. Summer grasped an asscheek in each hand so he could spread the boy, gazing at the dark brown, almost black puckered hole in front of him. The small hole twitched as the man rubbed a finger over it. Jabari grit his teeth, gripping the couch with one hand and forcing himself to stay calm. He wanted to be an actor. He wanted to be a star.
Mr. Summer retreated for a moment to get something. Then the boy felt the finger return to his hole, slick now, spreading lube all over his hole. Jabari shuddered at the sensation. He'd never done anything like this before. He didn't even look at porn. Mr. Summer laughed under his breath as the nine year old bit his lip to hold in his protests, shaking slightly. There was nothing wrong. He had to let the man have his fun. In return for making someone's career, the director always had them do him a favor, too. He sucked in a breath as a fingertip breached his tight virgin hole, and kept breathing heavily as the finger pushed up to the second knuckle. Mr. Summer kissed the back of his head.
"You're so sexy, Jabari," the man whispered. "You're going to be the biggest star in the world. Just relax for me. Let me get my fingers in. You're a big boy. You can do it."
Jabari nodded weakly, feeling stretched too far by the finger that pressed down into him, all the way to the base. A grown man was touching his asshole. It felt wrong and gross, but the boy allowed it. He'd heard Mr. Summer wanted to make sure you could handle the anal before you got too big, because you'd be doing it a lot when you were a star. Mr. Summer was testing him now, feeling him, deciding if he could do a good job as a main character or a star. He was going to make sure that Jabari had what it took. It was okay. He told himself that again and again as more lube was applied and a second finger joined the first, scissoring his hole open. Jabari shut his eyes as pain shot through his body, and a small whine left his throat. He tried to breathe normally, but it wasn't working right.
"Stay calm. Stay calm, take deep breaths, kid. You're doing great," the pedophile assured him, coating his cock with lube as he worked the little hole open. "You've got a beautiful body and a wonderful hole. You're going to be so good."
The fingers inside him slid around in a tight space, trying to widen him. It was really painful, and Jabari could feel himself tearing up a little, despite his best attempts to be a big boy. He hated everything about this, but he wanted to be a star. He wanted it badly enough to put up with it. He grunted softly as the fingers shifted and changed angles, rubbing at the rim, scraping the inside. Mr. Summer was just checking his hole. Making sure Jabari could work hard. Wasn't it alright, if he got the role in return?
When those big fingers retreated, Jabari breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn't prepared for the head of a cock pressing against him. He whimpered in fear. He'd never had anything in him. He'd never jerked off. He was a virgin in every sense of the word. It was terrifying to have the head of a cock rub into his hole, seeking entry, slowly slipping into his tight ass. His thighs trembled and shook, and the tears threatening to well up fully couldn't be held back now.
"Mr. Summer, wait, I don't think I can do-"
"Do you want to be a star?"
"Y-yes..."
"Then grab the couch and hold on, kid. You can do this." He pushed a few inches into him, moaning. "So tight and good, Jabari. You're so good for me."
Bending over the couch as instructed, the nine year old clutched the couch cushions. His ass ached, split apart by the man's big dick, sinking further and further into him. At first Jabari couldn't even do anything. He could only cry and whimper, his voice cracking as the director pushed more and more of himself into the child, groaning as he bottomed out. It was so thick and in so deep that the nine year old wondered if he'd ever be normal again, if his tiny hole would ever not hurt. For a few seconds there was only silence. Then the man moved, slowly pulling back and then methodically grinding forward, taking his sweet time with the child's body, enjoying his smallness underneath him. His hole was tight, hot, massaging the slow-moving cock as it dragged along his walls.
"P-please," Jabari choked out, "no, it hurts, please stop, please-"
"If you want to be a star, you have to fuck, Jabari," Mr. Summer explained, and Jabari shut his mouth and nodded weakly, conceding the point. "That's it. Take my cock. Nice and slow to start, nice and deep, that's it..."
His knees shook as the director moved in and out, thrusting slowly but deeply, his heavy balls resting on the nine year old's ass every time he slammed fully into him. His little cock dangled helplessly as the thrusts continued. Mr. Summer was a professional pedophile, a man who had fucked and enjoyed the bodies of many children, and he took his time with Jabari. His hips moved languidly, leisurely, as he studied the nine year old's small, shaking body. Prepubescent kids were so hot. Their hairless bodies and smooth skin was sexy, but even better was the helplessness, the total lack of control. As the child's tears were wiped away, he smiled down at him.
"You're doing great. Just spread your legs and hold on, kid." He began thrusting harder, grunting as he moved faster. "Yeah... yeah, so good..."
Jabari whimpered. His cheeks were flushed, tears rolling down them as he let his head hang down. His ass was being split apart by a massive cock, and there was nothing he could do about it. Desperately reminding himself he wanted to be an actor, he forced himself to move his feet further apart, to spread his legs for the man who was pumping forcefully into him. What mattered was that he just needed to stay standing, his hole accepting and waiting for whatever the man wanted to do with him. He grit his teeth as the thrusts grew faster, the new rhythm shaking his body with the same rapid, feverish strokes Mr. Summer had used for his blowjob. Jabari shivered from overstimulation, unable to comprehend so much sensation from a body part that was not only typically used for much of anything.
The man reached around and fondled his cock again, making the child gasp and cry out softly. It was hard to keep his body steady, torn between thrusting forward into Mr. Summer's hand and leaning back into his dick. The thrusts kept Jabari from running away from the stimulation completely, and it was forced onto his body as a result. The director's big cock was rubbing his insides, poking a large bump on his stomach as his entire body moved from the force. It was disgusting and overwhelming, and Mr. Summer was touching him between his legs, rubbing a thumb against his peehole, making him whimper and whine uncontrollably.
"Take my cock, just like that, take a big cock in your little ass, kid," he murmured, his hips pounding a cock into the child that burned and ached and hurt, "take my cock."
Only nine and no longer a virgin, the child nodded weakly, doing his best to take it. Mr. Summer's strong, skinny hands circled his waist and held him in place, keeping him open and accessible as he slammed his cock in and out relentlessly, the man's cock making the boy's body shake, his little cock bouncing with the thrusts. He was in so much pain, yet the pedophile wasn't stopping or even slowing down. He was enjoying fucking the child's tight little ass, enjoying watching his nine year old body shake from the impact. He was taking his sweet time using Jabari.
The man's hand moved up and down Jabari's little cock as his own cock thrust hard and fast into the boy's hole. He enjoyed seeing that hole stretch, rim red, struggling to take cock for the first time. Mr. Summer gazed down at the child's small form, loving the sight of his cock impaled on that small ass, fucking it open. Jabari was deliciously compliant, letting himself be used, letting his cock and balls and ass and hole all be touched and manipulated. He was a wonderful toy. And a talented actor. Mr. Summer groaned as the boy's hole tightened around his cock.
"Good, do that again," he directed, and the child nodded.
He could tell the nine year old was trying his best to milk the cock, his small body shuddering. His small balls were pulled up, his cock was stiffening, his little toes curling, his hole clenching down on the huge intruder in his ass. Jabari's distress was evident, his tears flowing freely, his arousal never peaking. The boy didn't like being fucked, but he was taking a grown man's dick in him so well. The director grinned as he thrust faster. Jabari was a wonderful child actor. He would make his name and his career.
"Grab your cheeks and spread them for me, let me get in hard and deep," Mr. Summer breathed, moaning as the boy did as he was told. "That's it, you're so good. I'm going to really give it to you now. I'm going to pound you hard, Jabari."
The boy's grip on his own asscheeks tightened as he kept himself spread for the man who was hammering his little hole, grunting loudly. The nine year old had his eyes closed tightly, biting his lip to keep quiet, trying not to sob from the pain. He had to take it. He had to take cock in his ass. His career depended on it. Mr. Summer began increasing his speed, but also driving his cock in deeper as he thrust into the helpless child, his hands firmly holding Jabari's waist, forcing him to stay in place. He was slamming the boy, and the slapping sounds of his hips hitting the child's ass filled the air. Jabari whimpered softly. He could hear the man's balls as they smacked up against him again and again. His body was moving forward with each thrust, only to be yanked back roughly by the director.
"You're a star, Jabari, you're a star," the man grunted, thrusting hard into him. "I'll make you my biggest star yet, once you take my cum in you. So good, you're so good for me, Jabari."
He cried out as Mr. Summer fucked him impossibly harder, and the sound of their bodies colliding echoed throughout the room. It was so rough and painful. The man's cock was slamming into his ass, stretching him wide, filling him up. He could feel himself being opened up. His hole wouldn't close after this, he was sure of it, but he wanted to be a star. He wanted to be a star so he let the massive dick force his insides apart as the thrusts sped up, his own cock and balls bouncing with each hard pound, the man's hips moving quickly, the sound of his balls against the boy's ass loud and harsh. Mr. Summer was gripping him hard enough to bruise as he brutalized the poor child's hole. Jabari could hardly believe something so large could fit inside him, but the man was fucking him relentlessly, not caring that he was still young and tight.
"So hot, so hot, Jabari," the man gasped, pounding him hard. "Your ass takes cock so good and deep. I'm gonna fill you up with my cum, kid."
Jabari didn't have time to process that before Mr. Summer started moving even faster. Jabari could only moan and cry and whine and take the man's cock, his ass being hammered by the cock that was now buried in his hole, the man's hips snapping into him. His hips were like pistons, rapid, relentless, breaking him, and the nine year old had no warning before the man began to come. Abruptly, his cock was spurting cum, filling Jabari's tight ass, making him whimper and groan in disgust. The man was panting, his hands gripping the boy's waist as he fired off a seemingly endless amount of semen into that tight hole, making sure it was packed full. The pedophile moaned. He loved having taken the boy's virginity, having been the first to fill the little kid's tight ass with his hot cum. Oh, it was tight around his cock, those muscles twitching, sore from the intrusion, the child compliant underneath him. His dick twitched and spurted out another glob of cum. He relished the afterglow of fucking the kid half-senseless for a few long moments, panting.
"Such a good boy, Jabari. I'm going to make you the biggest star of all time," Mr. Summer gasped out. "Such a good little boy." He didn't pull out. "I think you could be incredible on stage. Your body can take so much. I think I'm going to show off your talent right away."
Jabari didn't fight or say no when the man took out his cellphone and called two friends over. Within minutes, two men had entered the room, and were looking at Jabari's ass with interest. They were both tall and dark, wearing expensive suits. One was young, with a shaved head and a goatee, while the other had a full beard and sleek gray hair. He recognized them as Mr. Summers' best friends, the producers for his show. Their eyes roamed all over his nude, vulnerable body, and he did his best to stand tall and confident, despite the fact that the older man was still buried deep in his ass. The young one, Mr. McKenty, came forward and lifted Jabari's cock, studying his little balls. The boy squirmed and fought the urge to hide.
"Cute kid. Where did you find him?" Mr. McKenty asked, and Mr. Summer chuckled, patting the nine year old on the head.
"He's had a lot of minor roles. Nothing major, yet, but we can fix that, can't we?"
"We certainly can," the older man, Mr. Darui, said, undoing his belt buckle. "Does he suck cock?"
"Like a pro," Mr. Summer confirmed, and Mr. Darui's cock was free, long and hard.
Jabari obediently leaned down, sucking on the head of the big, thick Asian dick, the man groaning in pleasure as he licked at the underside of it. Mr. McKenty took his clothes off as he watched, and soon his cock was freed, too. It was smaller than the other two, but it was thicker than anyone else's here and still average in size. He smiled as Mr. Summer pulled out of the boy, and took the director's former position. His cock rubbed up against the stretched hole, too thick to fit comfortably, about to stretch him even further. As he pressed it in, the boy winced, sucking on Mr. Darui's cock harder to distract himself. It wasn't enough. The nine year old whined, the sound muffled, as his hole was slowly filled. He felt his ass widen as the girth was forced into him.
Mr. Summer was stroking his hair, telling him he was a star, and Mr. Darui was moaning. He was sucking a dick and having his ass fucked, and it was a struggle to take it. When the cock finally bottomed out in him, he moaned around the dick in his mouth. The two men were alternating their thrusts, and his body jerked back and forth between them, unable to adjust. The nine year old's thin, hairless body jolted as he was spitroasted by two grown men, helplessly debauched by these pedophiles who were using his holes for their own pleasure. Their cocks were huge and thick and it hurt as they forced their way inside him, their thrusts getting faster and rougher as he got more and more open and accommodating. He gagged and choked. His ass burned. No one slowed down.
The boy cried as the thrusts grew quicker, the cocks filling his mouth and his hole. Mr. McKenty and Mr. Darui were both moaning, enjoying the little boy's body. Their cocks were pumping, and the nine year old had never felt more used and helpless. He repeated to himself that he wanted to be a star as Mr. Darui's thickness made his ass burn. He told himself it was worth it as Mr. McKenty's cock slammed into the back of his mouth again and again, fucking it raw, the boy's eyes watering from the pain. It was a struggle to stay up and moving between the two cocks, his ass and throat being ravaged, his small body being shaken.
Mr. Summer was stroking his cock as he watched the child's humiliation and domination. Oh, it was so fucking hot, seeing the boy's cute face wet with tears as the two cocks used him. He was a little sex toy, being taken apart and filled up with dick, his tiny body bouncing between them. His mouth and ass were both being split wide open by cocks, and the man had a feeling his friends would be using that hole more often. The boy's smooth brown skin was flawless, his young cock was hard and dripping, and his hole was tight and hot.
He was perfect.
As the boy was fucked and gagged and spitroasted, his cock stood alert and ready, whorish, enjoying the use of his body. He was so small, his body jerked as the two big cocks slammed into him, and his face was screwed up in pain and humiliation, but his own dick was leaking. Jabari was crying as his boner betrayed him. Mr. Darui cried out as his came inside the nine year old, thrusting deep into him. Mr. McKenty grabbed the boy by the head and forced him down to the base, choking the child on his cock while Darui climaxed in the little boy's ass. Mouth stuffed, the pained child's throat worked around the man's dick, trying desperately to breathe. When Darui's orgasm faded, the man pulled out and went to sit down on the couch, panting and wiping the sweat from his brow. McKenty pulled out of the boy's mouth as he went behind him, smiling.
The third cock in him was just as painful as the first.
He was crying softly as the cock fucked him, the man's hips pounding into his ass, forcing his hole open wide, making him feel full to the point of breaking. Jabari was still standing, legs spread, taking the abuse, his cock twitching. His own cock was rock hard and dripping, and his cheeks burned. He hated this. He had no idea why his cock was leaking. All he wanted was to be a star. When Summer presented him with his hard cock, the child opened his lips for it obediently, taking it into his mouth, bobbing his head back and forth as the men had their fun with his body. He sucked it hard and deep, doing his best. His body shook, but he didn't fight it.
"Good boy," the director groaned, petting the back of his head. "That's it. Nice and deep."
"Oh, I wanna come in his hole," McKenty moaned, pounding him mercilessly. "I wanna shoot my load in him, fuck..."
"Go ahead, buddy, use his hole. I've already done it," Mr. Summer allowed, and Jabari cried out in pain as the cock thrust into him, hammering his ass.
It was a struggle not to fall over as the cock moved so fast, the man's hips battering his violently. With a sharp cry, the man came, pumping the nine year old's hole full. His stomach twisted. There was so much semen in him. McKenty stayed there, groaning, grinding his hips, rubbing the child's hole. Then he was pulling out, leaving the hole gaping and stretched, filled with cum. Jabari wanted to push it out, but before he could, Mr. Summer was pressing into his ass a second time. He could only groan and cry, letting his cock slide inside him, the semen easing the passage.
"You're an actor, Jabari. You're a star. You're going to do a lot of things you don't like, but you have to make the audience happy," the director coached, beginning to thrust into the child's ass, the other two men watching. “You have to take directions.”
"You're going to take nice hard cocks in you when you need to, in order to become the star you want to be. Okay?"
"Okay," the boy whispered, pained, as the fucking continued. “O-okay. Just – promise I’ll be a star, for real, after this?”
“I promise. You’ll be the biggest star I’ve ever produced, Jabari. I’m going to make you famous the world over – and you’re going to show me your gratitude, just like this, whenever I think you need a review of some physical acting fundamentals. Alright?”
Jabari nodded and shut his eyes as Summer continued fucking him, groaning as he came in the boy’s ass a second time. Four loads of cum were now in the nine year old’s ass, making it hard to think, hard to move, a bad combination of too wet and too much. But the men were gathering behind him, cameras in hand, and Summer was stroking the boy’s back lovingly as he pulled out. Stepping aside, the man gripped the boy’s asscheeks and spread them nice and wide. Jabari felt his used hole twitch. His muscles fluttered involuntarily. His hole couldn’t seem to close up correctly.
“Push it all out,” Summer told him quietly. “Show the camera how much you took and how well you took it. Show us your anal creampie.”
The boy complied as best he could despite the aching pain in his young hole, the cameras on him, his face flushing with humiliation. He pushed and strained and finally, with a wet noise, a thick stream of semen dripped from his abused hole. The other men were recording his actions, their cocks hard, filming him as he struggled to empty his hole. Jabari was breathing heavily as he forced the cum out of him, the thick white substance dribbling and dripping out, his hole's rim red from being stretched too much, gaping and filled with a seemingly endless amount of semen. As he pushed it out, he thought about being a star. He didn't let himself think about anything else.
"You're gonna go far, kid. You're going to be world-famous." Mr. Summer ruffled his hair, smiling. "Now, I'm going to put something in you, a toy of sorts. And when we meet next time to talk about your progress, I want you to have it in your ass. Prove to me that you can take long-term direction."
"It's important for young actors to demonstrate commitment and discipline," Mr. Darui added.
Mr. McKenty snorted. "He cried the entire time. I doubt he has what it takes."
Frowning, Jabari grit his teeth and gripped the couch, determined to prove them wrong. Summer slicked up a strange silicone object shaped like a fat bullet with a suction cup end to it. The anal plug was pressed against his aching hole, stretching him painfully as it sank in, but the boy didn't make a sound. Summer pushed the plug fully into his body. It was thick and hard, and he found having it in made his little cock harder. His groin tingled as he shifted his hips, feeling the plug move inside him. He wasn't sure he liked the way it felt. He definitely didn't like the way it made his insides twist. But if he had to keep it in to be a star, he would do it.
"Take it home with you without your mother knowing," Summer told him, smiling. "Wash it and hide it. The real test will be to see if you can get it back inside you and wear it to our next meeting."
"I can do it," the nine year old promised, nodding. "I will. I'm going to be a star."
"Of course you are," the man chuckled, pulling the child's underpants back up and over the plug. "But don't tell your mother about this. A star has to be able to manage his own life and internal affairs without relying on outside help. People who need everyone else to do things for them never make it past acting in bit parts. You don't want to be doing bit parts forever, do you?"
"No." Jabari shook his head. "I want to be a star. I'll take care of my, um, internal affairs."
"Good boy." Summers helped the child get his pants back on, sealing the plug in place inside the little boy. "You're gonna go far, kid."
The plug inside him ached the entire way home. He didn't say a word, didn't dare make any noise. But the sensation of the foreign object rubbing his insides made him shiver, his thighs shaking. The car ride was long and torturous. His mother thought it was just nerves from having had an important meeting. As she gushed about how proud she was of him for having secured a contract with Mr. Summer, Jabari felt the plug shift inside him, his hole squeezing down on it. It was uncomfortable. The way his stomach was clenching and twisting made him feel strange. His cock grew harder and harder the more relaxed he was in the presence of his mother. The combination of her presence and his insides being rubbed by the plug had his dick fully erect in his pants.
When they finally arrived home, he was taken by the hand by his mother, who led him to his room with instructions to nap. "I know you were up all night, you were so excited," she said with a chuckle. "You need some rest. You're my growing boy, after all. I'll have dinner ready when you get up."
Jabari laid down, unsure of what to do about his erection. The nine year old tried playing around with his phone to distract himself, but it was no use. The arousal wasn't going anywhere, his cock was hard, his ass was sore and tingling. The child rolled onto his back, pressing his little hips down into the bed, hoping the pressure would get rid of his problem. But instead, the movement pressed the plug into his prostate, and his dick twitched as his eyes widened. Oh. That - that felt good, whatever that was inside him. If only he could do it without thinking about Mr. Summer and his friends. They were kind of scary.
Hesitating, he pulled up a picture on his phone of his best friend, Bryce. Bryce was a cool kid and he was way nicer than any of the other actors Jabari had worked with. Gazing at the porcelain pale, white-gold haired ten year old boy's picture, the nine year old began moving his hips, trying to hit the spot inside him that felt good again. His tiny body shuddered as the plug massaged the sensitive bundle of nerves within his ass, his small cock aching with pleasure, a feeling he'd never had before. It was really good, though. He just had to imagine someone who wasn't scary or intimidating doing it to him. So Jabari imagined it was Bryce's cock in him, not a plug.
He imagined his best friend pushing his pants down, then his own, and climbing onto the bed. The nine year old could almost see him, could hear him talking. Bryce would be nice and make sure he felt good. His pale skin would flush red as he blushed and admitted he'd always thought Jabari was cool. He'd take his dick, then, and slide it into the younger boy's tight little hole, making him shiver, his cock throbbing. He'd be really careful, and gentle, and maybe even ask if Jabari was okay, if he was sure he was ready, if he liked the feeling of having a big cock inside him. Jabari would tell him of course he liked having a cock in him if it was Bryce's. Then Bryce would start moving. The boy gasped as he moved his hips back and forth on the bed, one hand working his cock as he held his phone in the other, gazing at Bryce's face as he pretended his best friend was fucking him.
Fucking himself on a plug was easy. Bryce's cock would be bigger. It would feel hotter and thicker. Maybe his hands would shake, since he was so nervous. He would want to make sure the nine year old was okay, but he'd also want to keep going. Jabari would move his hips just like this and take it in it deep, his cock and balls shifting with his movements. Bryce would be shy about it at first, even though he'd want it so badly. He would try and hold out, but once the boy started squeezing down, the older boy would lose control. He'd start pushing into him faster. Jabari moved himself back and forth on the bed, pressing the plug down into him repeatedly, envisioning his friend. Bryce would start to make little moans, his mouth falling open as he started panting, his big blue eyes wide, his hair falling into his eyes as he thrust forward. As the younger boy's balls and cock would bounce with Bryce's thrusts, Jabari imagined the older boy would fuck his sweet spot. The blond's dick would start hitting it again and again - Jabari moved himself back and forth on the plug, matching the imaginary Bryce's rhythm inside him - and his hands would grip the nine year old's hips, and he would cry out and call his name, and then he'd finish inside him-
Jabari cried out as his small body shuddered, a feeling of warmth spreading through him, his hole tightening on the plug, his cock shooting out a stream of clear fluid. He gasped for air, his chest heaving, his hole spasming, his stomach clenching and unclenching. He kept fucking himself on the plug, eyes shut, lost in his vision of Bryce fucking him. His cock was spurting, and the boy cried out as his small body clenched up, his back arching, dick twitching, his legs trembling. It was too good, too intense. He moaned while his little cock spurted another few shots, his orgasm fading away, the nine year old collapsing, panting, his body spent. The child didn't understand what had happened, but he did know he liked it.
Maybe when he was famous and rich, he could make Bryce a star, too.