TTA-Tim --- Trailer Trash Addict a series of pervasion
Written by Tanzer

I've been living out a dream lately. It's not something I chose to do, like a mid-life flight of fancy. Rather, it was something thrust upon me. I had it all - a six-figure income, the BMW in the driveway and a great family. But when my desires and perversions were discovered by my wife, well, let's just say I went solo. It was that or a nasty-ass divorce and a lot of exposure that I didn't need or want. So, with what I had squirreled away and little else, I left. The family is fine, so I hear. We'd accumulated quite a lot. I don't have the retirement plan, pension or even the BMW anymore, but I have something else. I have new challenges and the ability to follow my desires.

Step one toward fulfillment was to move to a trailer park. It took a while before I found the right one. So you're wondering, why a trailer park? Well, the kids in these places are perhaps the most neglected, misused children around. Broken families combined with broken dreams open them up to my twisted and perverted ways. Works out well for both sides, really. I provide attention they need and they provide their bodies readily. Well, most the time.

My first conquest, Sean, has become my enabler. He had a terrible stuttering problem, until he'd sucked my cock and I did likewise to his. He thinks my sperm and my mouth have magical properties, since he hasn't stuttered since our first encounter. He comes back for more every week. I assume that the power of suggestion is more likely the cause, but to tell him that would mean a huge loss to me. So I let him believe. In a twisted, underlying way, I think he understands the "true" me - and in his desire to please me he's worked hard to set others up for my passions.

I had spotted Tim, a small eight-year-old about a week after he and his mom moved in. He had a slender body, almost skinny, and effeminate features. His lips were large and pouty, too large for his head. The thought of them wrapped around my rock-hard cock was impossible to let go. He had a slim ass and long legs for such a short body.

Sean knew that I had desires for the young boy and wanted to help me. Our conversations had grown quite frank and would shock most people. I liked Sean because he lacked jealousy in every manner. As long as his stutter stayed away, he wasn't worried about what else I did.

One day while Sean was over at my place playing video games he asked me, "So, you want to fuck Tim, or what?".....(cont)