Little Boy, Coach’s Mentally Deficient Son (Secret Magic Tricks) – Pt. 1

Binky was mentally immature. His daddy would teach him new magic tricks. Neither could have anticipated where the tricks would lead.

“Happy Birthday, Binky,” the tall man said with a loving fatherly smile. Handing his 14 year old son a gift wrapped in cartoon-animals paper, he knew the Magic For Beginners would be enthusiastically received.
Though Brock was physically 14, his mental capacity was far younger. Unable to pronounce his name, the nickname, Binky, seemed appropriate for the little boy.

“Daddy, it’s Magic!” the small boy excitedly exclaimed. “Show me,” he continued, handing the box of simple tricks back to Leon. “Trick me daddy.”
“Later Binky,” Leon tenderly replied. “You have more gifts from the guys.”

Leon was the Coach at a local College. He’d given an open invitation to the members of the football team to attend Binky’s birthday party. The mentally immature boy had become a surrogate mascot for the team.
Always sitting on the Plater’s Bench, loudly cheering and jumping each time they scored, Binky knew the nice men liked having him with them.

Hours later, the party was over. Leon stepped from the shower, wrapping a towel around his hips. His semi-soft cock hung over her balls as he walked into the living room.
Binky sat on the couch, the box of magic tricks lay on his small lap. Studying the pictures and words, he tried to understand the instructions. However, it was impossible.

“Do you like that gift, Binky?” Leon asked, seeing his little boy struggling to read the words.
“It’s the goodest, daddy,” he replied. “But too many big words.”

Wrapping his right arm over his son’s narrow shoulders, Leon pulled the young boy to his bare side. While taking his shower, he’d contemplated a special magic trick for Binky. He’d mentally argued with himself, knowing it wasn’t something a daddy should ever do to his son, especially one as innocent and trusting as Binky.

But even as he told himself it was depraved, his 6” cock had grown hard in the shower. Leon had molested other 14 year old boys, including sons of friends and even his Nephew. He knew how wonderful a little boy’s lips felt sliding down his shaft. How tight their throats were when the head of his cock pushed deep.

“Binky, do you want to see a special magic trick?” he asked, certain what his son’s reply would be.
“Special magic! Yes daddy, show me a special one.” His small body wiggling excitedly between Leon’s arm and broad chest.

“OK honey,” Leon said with a mysterious tone. “But it’s a secret trick and I’m going to need an assistant to help me. I wonder where I can find someone…” he asked slowly.
“ME daddy, pick me,” Binky eagerly volunteered. “I do it,” his small hand patting his father’s leg.

Leon looked into the little boy’s excited blue eyes. “OK, Binky. You have to say the magic words and open the curtain.”
“I don’t know the magic words daddy,” he replied. “What curtain?”

“Hum,” Leon grunted, “we don’t have a curtain. Maybe we can pretend my towel is our curtain.”
“Yes daddy, we can per-tend,” the boy giggled. “What’s the magic words?”

With a lustful tone, Leon replied, “say… Grow Big.” Holding his son’s small body close, he instructed, “Count to ten, and then open the towel.”
Binky’s fingers naively touched the cloth which lay over Leon’s already growing shaft.

“Grow Big,” Binky demanded with an innocent tone. Quietly counting, his eyes stared at the towel as it lifted between his father’s legs. “Daddy!” he exclaimed, “Look, it’s moving. The towel is, growing.”

“Open the curtain, Binky,” Leon said.
Pulling the towel open, the man’s hard cock sprung toward the ceiling. A tiny droplet of precum oozed from the tip.

“Binky, you did it. You made the magic wand big. You’re a magician!” Leon’s legs spread slowly, freeing his balls from their confined space as he held his little boy’s body close.
Binky’s eyes stared at the thick shaft. “I… did it, daddy!”

With fatherly tenderness, Leon explained the magic trick was only half complete. “Now you need to make it soft, Binky. That’s what makes you a real magician. Can you do it?”
Smiling with youthful confidence, the small boy exclaimed, “I do it, daddy. How?”

“You have to swallow the magic potion,” Leon explained. Wiggling the perverted pole before his son’s face, he tapped the tip. “You have to put the wand in your mouth. When the warm liquid shoots onto your tongue, you have to swallow it.”

“That makes it soft?” Binky asked, wanting to be his daddy’s magic helper.
“If you do it right, honey,” Leon replied, as more precum oozed from the throbbing shaft. “If you drink it… all, that’ll make the wand get soft.”

Gently pushing on the back of his son’s small head, Leon’s left hand pressed the immature boy’s mouth to his hard shaft. “Put it in your mouth, Binky.” Leon’s hips shook with anticipation, knowing the lips he’d soon feel were those of his baby boy.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhh, Biiiiiinky,” Leon moaned, as the warm virgin lips slipped over the head of his cock. He feared he might dump his cum at this moment.
Resting his hand on the back of the boy’s head, Leon tenderly, with fatherly compassion, pushed his cock deeper.

The probe’s large head bumped against his son’s throat opening. “Get the potion,” Leon moaned, sliding the thick shaft slowly over Binky’s tongue. Raising and lowering the boy’s head, Leon molested his son. It was better than he’d fantasized.

Pushing against his daddy’s hand, Binky’s lips slid from the top of the cock. “Daddy, there’s no potion. Am I doing bad?” his tone was filled with disappointment.
“No Binky,” Leon groaned, easing the little boy’s lips around his perverted probe again. “You’re not doing bad. You’re doing everything perfect.”

Easing his son’s mouth lower, Leon slid his cock into Binky’s tight throat. Pushing the head between the small muscles, Leon forced the little one to accept his deep thrusts.
“Just Perfect!” he groaned, watching his baby boy gag. “The potion will be here… soooooon.”

Leon’s right hand slid down Binky’s right arm. Moving his son’s hand to his large balls, Leon pressed the boy’s tiny fingers against his hanging sack. “Tickle those,” he moaned. “Touch daddy there, Binky.”

Rocking his hips toward his son’s face, Leon’s shaft slid over the little boy’s soft tongue as it descended into the tight throat.
Binky’s body squirmed on the couch.

“Biiiiiiinky,” Leon groaned, his cock pumping inside his baby boy’s mouth. “Swaaaaallow it… the poootion.”
The boy’s tiny tongue innocently wiggled, smearing the thick gushing cum over his father’s throbbing shaft. Swallowing the warm fluid, his fingers tickled the strange flesh which bobbed below his face.

“Alllll of it,” Leon moaned, his cock jerking between his son’s lips. Shot after deviant shot filled his little boy’s cheeks, coating his tongue before he could swallow his daddy’s molesting goo.

Tightening his lips, Binky remembered the only way to do the magic trick was to drink everything… he had to swallow all the potion. He didn’t want to spill a drop.
The warm liquid slid down his throat as he squeezed the magic wand’s bottom, pulling the hidden potion into his mouth.

Leon held his precious son’s small head as his cock slowly softened inside the boy’s mouth. The flaccid shaft resting on Binky’s wiggling tongue. Eventually, Leon allowed his little boy’s lips to slip from his limp shaft.
“Daddy,” Binky proudly exclaimed, “I’m magician. I did it right.”

Leon pulled his baby boy’s face against his broad chest. With Binky’s tiny fingers still touching his relaxed ball sack, Leon confirmed his son’s assessment. “You’re very good, honey.” Then, preparing his son for what was to come, he said, “There are more tricks… if you want to try them. Each trick gets… harder, to do.”

“Please daddy,” Binky asked, his innocent tone almost begging, “I’ll be the goodest. I can do it.”
Leon smiled, he was certain his naïve son… could do it.

Each night during the following week, Leon helped Binky practice the magic trick. Pushing his cock down his son’s throat, he filled the boy’s tummy with a fresh load of loving fatherly cum.
Saturday afternoon, Leon decided it was time for another… special trick.

“Binky, I found a new magic trick,” he said casually. “I guess I’ll ask one of the football players to be my helper. It’s a hard trick to do.”
“Daddy, no,” Binky objected. “I help you. We’ve been practicing, remember?” The small boy’s face was filled with disappointment believing he couldn’t be his father’s helper.

Leon grinned, hearing his innocent son’s request… to be molested again. His hard cock pressed against his jeans as he stared at the little boy’s body. “I’d like for you to be my helper,” Leon said manipulatively, “but this trick is… different.”
“Pleeeeeeeeese daddy,” the boy begged, “let me. I do it.”

Leon dropped his jeans to the floor. His hard cock’s tip glistened with precum. “Binky, for this trick, you have to take off your cloths too.”
With naïve trust, the immature boy nodded. Pushing his jeans and underwear to the floor, his soft 2” cock lay over his tiny ball sack.

Leon carried his son to his bed, laying his small naked body on the cartoon fire engine covered bedspread. The sense of innocence mixed with what he was about to do to his baby boy, filled Leon’s mind with incestuous delight.

“Binky, the first part of the trick is to get my wand very slick.” Kneeling on the bed, Leon pulled the little boy’s face to his cock. “It has to go really deep, honey,” he instructed, sliding the shaft between his son’s lips.

“Ummmmmph,” Binky gagged, his petite body jerking as his daddy’s cock forced its way down his throat.
“Thaaaat’s gooooood,” Leon moaned. “It needs lots of slick stuff… from deep in your throat, otherwise,” he lied, “the trick won’t work!”

Driving his shaft’s length deep into Binky’s throat, Leon’s balls repeatedly slapped against his son’s small chin. Thick throat juice oozed from the boy’s lips.
Leon knew he could easily cum in his son’s mouth again. However, today, he wanted to fill another tiny place. It was time his little boy learned an additional way to make the magic wand, soft.

Rolling Binky onto his stomach, Leon moved down the bed. Pulling the boy’s legs apart, he knelt between Binky’s knees. With a final manipulative grooming statement, Leon offered, “I can get another assistant for this trick, if you don’t want to be daddy’s special magic wand helper.”

Shaking his head rapidly, Binky exclaimed, “No daddy. I be your goodest helper. Pleeeease.”

Leaning forward, resting his left elbow near Binky’s shoulder, Leon held his slick shaft with his right. Easing the head between his baby boy’s smooth ass cheeks, the tip touched the warm puckered virgin opening.

“Say the magic words, Binky,” Leon moaned. “Say… Wand Go Deep.”
Eagerly nodding, having no idea what was about to happen, the innocent boy exclaimed with pretend magical powers, “Wand Go Deep!”

Leon’s chest pressed against the back of his son’s head, his elbows securing the tiny captive’s body. Pushing forward, the way any loving father would, the thick cock slipped into the little boy’s virgin asshole.
“Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaddy,” Binky screamed. “Waaaaaand in meeeeeeeee!”

“Yes Binky, the wand is in you,” Leon moaned. Rocking his hips slowly, the thick shaft slid deeper. Pressing his knees against the small boy’s short legs, Leon opened the petite ass for a deeper insertion.
Slowly and with tender incestuous perversion, Leon molested the little boy’s tight ass. Repeatedly sliding deep, he listened to the precious grunts and sweet whimpers of his baby’s innocent voice.

“Make the wand soft, Binky,” Leon groaned, driving the base of his cock into his naïve son’s asshole. “You can do it, honey.”
Squirming helplessly between the mattress and his daddy’s chest, his small butt stretched and squeezed around the molesting probe. “Daaaaaddy. Do magic,” he screamed. “Wand soft, pleeeease daaaaaddy.”

The adorable pleadings of the little boy who lay penned beneath him, filled Leon’s mind with delicious fatherly lust. “Ummmm,” he groaned, “Yessssss Binky.” His deviant shaft erupted, shooting thick warm cum into his baby’s ass.
Binky’s tiny body writhed under the molesting thrusts.

“Make daddy cum,” Leon moaned, slamming his balls against the boy’s tiny sack. His cum poured deep inside his son’s dark hole.

A minute later, Leon lay over the small boy’s back, his limp cock buried deep inside his son’s asshole.
“Daddy,” Binky whimpered, “Is it… did the wand… get soft? Am I the goodest?”
“You made it soft, honey. You’re the… goodest,” he chuckled.

Outside the bedroom window, Kevin and Albert, two of Leon’s 20 year old football players stood watching.
“Coach molested Binky!” Kevin gasped.
“I think he… raped him,” Albert exclaimed, mildly excited.
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