Lucy's New Son 1

By Mad Hatter

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This work is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It may contain depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
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Chapter 1

"You just HAVE to take in one of these little orphan boys, Lucy!" Carol gushed, taking a sip of her champagne. The two women were lounging by the pool in their swimsuits, watching a naked 10-year-old boy mow the backyard. "Sure I'm single, but I'm a woman, so I had no trouble taking him back home from the orphanage. Now I essentially have my own personal slave."

"He really is something," Lucy began, staring at the boy. He was sweating profusely from the hard work, beads running down his nude form. "But what are the legal implications? Surely adopting a boy just to keep him naked and do chores is considered abuse."

Her friend laughed. "And then some. But he's been warned to keep his mouth shut. I just have to keep him in line." Carol noticed her drink was empty and called out to her "son". "SAMMY! Get over here!"

The boy turned off the mower and ran up to the young, beautiful women post haste. He stared nervously at his keeper. "Yes, ma'm?"

"Refill my champagne for me. And be quick about it."

The boy nodded and ran into the house. Lucy couldn't help but notice the marks and bruises on his little behind as he scurried off. "Wow, you even beat him?"

"Yeah, every so often, when he doesn't do as he's told or gets on my nerves." Carol replied nonchalantly.

"I don't think I could ever do something like that to a defenseless boy..."

"Sure, you say that now. But there's just something so invigorating about beating a naked boy's ass. You'll understand if you get one of your own."

Lucy traced her finger around the rim of her champagne glass. She was definitely considering adopting her own little boy toy; not only would it make her life easier, having to do essentially no housework at all anymore, but by keeping him in the nude she would be treated to nonstop, delicious eye candy. Alas, she had something standing in her way that her friend Carol didn't: a daughter. How would she explain to her 11-year-old girl that there would be a new member of the family; a naked little boy?

Sammy returned holding the bottle of champagne. Carol held out her empty glass and he filled it to the top.

"Did you want a refill, Lucy?" She asked her friend.

"Oh, I'm fine, thank you."

"Sammy, put the bottle back in the fridge and then finish mowing the grass. You still have a lot to do."

"Can I please have some water? I'm so thirsty and it's so hot." The poor boy begged.

"When you've finished, Sammy. So hurry up." The boy jogged back to the fridge, and Carol turned to her friend and giggled. "I make him do the yard work in the middle of the day, when it's the hottest. It's adorable watching him suffer."

"You're so cruel." Lucy laughed, playfully slapping her on the arm.

The ladies took a quick dip in the pool, and then made themselves comfy inside, chatting on the sofa with the air conditioning on. Every so often they'd turn their heads to look out the window, watching Sammy mow the lawn in the hot sun.

"Check this out," Carol motioned, taking out her phone. "Every so often I make him pose for an instagram photo. Look at the comments on this one!"

On the phone was a snapshot of Sammy wearing nothing but a thong, hands against the wall with his ass sticking out. The comments were as follows:

"Such a fuckable little ass. :)"
"Sexy"
"Lovely figure"
"Wow, I want to bend him over and fuck his ass so bad."
"Little cocktease!"
"I'd split him open and make him scream."

Lucy couldn't believe it. "Oh my god, that's so many pedofiles! You're okay with this?!"

"Haha, honestly, it gets me kind of hot. I love exposing Sammy to the world, and those comments really do it for me. When he first starting living with me, and complained that I mistreated him, I showed him some of the comments and said he could go live with one of them instead. That shut him up."

Sammy walked into the room; not only did he look exhausted, but he was sunburned all over. "I'm finished. Can I please have a drink now?"

"Look Sammy," Carol smiled and held out her phone, ignoring his plea. "You've got new comments on your latest photo!" Sammy took the phone and started reading. His face said it all; he was visibly disgusted and scared. After a few seconds, Carol snatched the phone back and stood up. "Alright, let's go get you a drink."

The trio walked into the kitchen, and Carol poured a small glass of tap water. "This should last you until tonight." She handed it to the thirsty boy and he finished it almost immediately.

Lucy spotted a tube of burn cream sitting on the kitchen counter and spoke up, "The poor thing is sunburned. How about I take him into his bedroom for a few minutes and put some cream on him?"

Carol laughed. She knew what her friend was up to. "Be my guest. But be quick about it; the brat still has a lot of chores to do today."

Lucy took the boy by the hand and led him into his bedroom, shutting the door behind her. She ordered him to lay face down on the bed.

"I think it's kind of awful the way my friend treats you," Lucy confessed, squiring some of the cream onto his back. "You mustn't let her get to you, okay, baby?" The boy nodded and the woman started rubbing in the cream. She squirted some more onto his bruised and burned ass. He moaned. "Relax, darling, I know it's sore. I'll be very gentle." She lightly massaged the cream into his buns. She had been waiting all day to finally touch the boy's naked body, and this was the perfect excuse.

"I don't like how she keeps me naked and is mean to me all the time." Sammy admitted.

"I can understand that. But you best do as you’re told. You belong to her now."

"Yeah... okay..."

"Roll over, baby. I'll do your front now." She tapped the boy on the side and he carefully turned himself over. She squirted some cream onto his genitals and began rubbing it into his penis. As he started to erect, she transitioned her massaging into a complete masturbatory motion. "Does that feel good?" The boy closed his eyes and nodded. She couldn't believe she was actually giving the boy a handjob, but figured she would get away with it -- besides, she concluded she was doing more good than harm.

Sammy opened his eyes and stared at the woman's smiling face as she jacked him off. She was beautiful, both inside and out, considering she was the first person to ever really care for him in a long time. While continuing to jack him off, she leaned down and pecked him on the lips. Then she pried open his mouth her tongue, and starting french kissing the boy. But it was too much for Sammy, and his hips rose off the bed as he dry orgasmed. Lucy giggled.

"It's nearly time for me to pick up my daughter from school, so I better get going now. But you be a good boy for Carol so you stay on her good side, alright?"

The boy just lay there in ecstasy and relaxation. Lucy smiled, kissed him on the forehead, and left the room. She gathered her things and Carol walked her down the driveway to her car.

"I'll still have to talk to my daughter about it, but right now I'm really on board with the idea of adopting my own."

"You just have to remember to keep him in line. I know the way you saw me treating Sammy was a little cruel to you, but boys are different than girls. They don't learn from love, they learn from abuse. And even if they don't learn, screw 'em -- it's still fun to treat 'em that way anyway."

The two women giggled. "Well, if I do adopt one of my own, we can set up a play date with him and Sammy."

"Sounds marvellous!"

That night, Lucy tucked her daughter, Megan, into bed. She had put off proposing the idea since she arrived home from school, and figured now would have to be the time.

"Megan, how would you like to not do anymore chores around the house?" She asked.

"Serious, Mom?" Her daughter laughed. "Duh! That'd be great."

Lucy smiled. "Well... I was thinking tomorrow I would adopt us a new member of the family."

"You mean a puppy?!" Megan's eyes lit up, and her mother giggled.

"No, not a puppy... but you can treat him like one. I'm talking about a brother."

The little girl was clearly disappointed. "Oh... a dumb boy? I guess. Can't I have a sister instead?"

"Well, if I brought home a boy, we could make him do ALL the chores around here. And if he's cute, we could keep him..." Lucy cleared her throat, "...naked."

Megan's eyes lit up. "Serious?!"

"Serious."

"Oh my god, do it! But make sure he's REALLY cute!"

Lucy laughed and rubbed her daughter's head. "I'm glad you're on board, honey. And don't worry, he will be. I have excellent taste in boys."

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