Date: Mon, 10 Sep 2012 05:36:10 -0700 (PDT) From: Tague Micheals Subject: Begining a Family Tradition This story is most likely a one shot deal. It is primarily about young boys learning about sex with other boys as well as girls and does describe some adult youth sex. N-joi. Hugs, Tag_m The boy was tight but then all boys were tight. I had him on his back with his legs pushed back and had just stuck the swollen head of my cock through the pink tinged muscle of his 9 year old asshole. The boy was rather stoic about it, unlike the 10 year old girl who was whimpering as my friend Timbo was pushing the first of not quite 9 inches of hard black cock into the little girls' black pussy. Well, it wasn't really black; it was a muddled pink that was surrounded by black skin. I couldn't blame the girl for whimpering. I'd had that cock shoved up my own tight little asshole before and while it was great once the pain was gone, it hurt like hell in the beginning. Timbo would say the same of me if you asked him for my best friend had been impaled by me on plenty of occasions too. I wasn't quite as big as Timbo but still, he didn't laugh when I stuffed it up his tight pink hole. "She's a tight one Nkosi," Timbo said as he slid inch after inch of his cock inside her young cunt but then everything he stuffed that monster in was tight. I hated it when Timbo called me Nkosi because on a moment to moment basis I wasn't his superior, his boss, or anything like that. He was my best friend, had been since either of us was able to form that concept in our little brains. We'd suckled side by side on his mother's great breasts, my own mother having died in child birth, not an uncommon occurrence in South Africa in the early 1800's. Yes, technically I was his boss, more than that I owned him. My father actually owned him along with 500 plus other slaves that helped run the 9000 acre ranch that had been in my family for over 100 years. As my father's son I was actually Nkosini or young boss. I didn't mind any of our other blacks calling me that but not Timbo, which is a shortened version of his full name. Timbo and I had done everything together since we were born some 2 days apart 14 years and a few months before. Timbo's mother Momassa had been our head house nigger, a term that has never been part of my vocabulary but was none the less the common term for blacks. Momassa had been in charge of the 2 dozen blacks that took care of the sprawling house that we lived in. Because of his status Timbo lived in the house with his mother and since she was my wet nurse/nanny her son and I had grown up literally side by side. It was an interesting contrast because my best friend was quite black and I, being of Dutch and English descent, was as white as they come although time spent in the African sun had tanned me up to a golden bronze and since we went naked so much of the time the tan was complete. "She took it all Carl," Timbo said and I glanced over to see that indeed, he'd gotten almost all of his cock inside the little girl's cunt. I watched as he started to pull out of her then moved back in. I always loved watching Timbo fuck, loved seeing his thick black python split a young cunt or a little boy's ass. It seemed to make my fucking a little better. I started the process with my boy, doing what my friend was doing, and began sliding my thick white cock in and out of his tight black asshole. I loved fucking boys. I liked fucking girls as long as they were young and had no hair on their pussy's and preferable no titty yet either. I loved smooth young bodies, loved to hold and cuddle them. I didn't mind boys that were starting to grow up either, boys whose cocks were growing and their balls hanging and that had some hair growing on their dick. I liked boys that were making sperm because I liked eating their sweet young cream. I knew that one day I would marry, fuck my wife and have kids but as a young teenager I would stick with boys and girls, mostly boys. I began sliding my cock almost all the way out of the boy before moving it back inside. His little cock had finally gotten hard again. It had been hard before because I'd been sucking it and eating his asshole and letting him do the same to me but once I put my dick inside of him he wilted like a plant in the noonday African sun. I took hold of his cocklet with a thumb and fingers and began to jack him off, sliding his dark foreskin back and forth over his pink cock head. Both Timbo and I had fucked the boy before but this was the first time for his sister. The boy seemed to like it and perhaps the girl would as well, in time. Timbo and I had run naked until we were 6 or 7 years old and Momassa said that it was time to cover ourselves. She also said that whatever we did in private was our business but when we were around people we needed to be clothed. So we did, but typically when we were away from the house, especially if we were down at the creek or on the river, we went naked, completely unselfconscious about our young bodies. Timbo and I did enough exploration of each other's bodies through our preteen years but when we started to change around 11 years old, so did our sex play. Timbo's cock was already at least 6 inches long while it would be another year before mine started any significant growth. We first sucked each other when we were 12 and it was when my face was buried in my friend's crotch that I first discovered his hairs. "Ho Timbo you got some grass growing along your tree trunk," I had said excitedly. It wouldn't do but I had to stop so my friend could check out the long awaited growth. "It won't be long before your stem is dribbling cream," I told him which earned a big toothy grin made it that much more prominent in contrast to his rich black skin. We discovered my grass in much the same manner some 4 months later. We hadn't noticed because they were so pale. A few months after that while we were bathing in the river my father commented on it which made me beam with pride that he'd noticed. It was that evening when he had "the talk" with me and Timbo. We had been out on a hunting trip along with almost 3 dozen other males of all ages. Typically we camped alongside a stream or river for clean water to drink and bathe in. There was no modesty amongst us for we were all men and boys. So it was that from a young age I'd seen plenty of black snakes hanging between the legs of the adults, including my father although his was white. Even as boys most of them were better endowed than I. Sometimes the adults would tease me about my little worm but it was all in good fun. The "talk" included Timbo as well because of his special relationship with our family. He was for all practical purposes my brother. My father had taught him the same skills he'd taught me; riding a horse, branding an animal, shooting and everything else about being a male. "Now that you are becoming men both of you boys will have a man's needs. I know that you satisfy some of those needs amongst yourselves because that is the way of boys, and even men sometimes." I wondered right away if that was why my father had taken herd boys to his bed in the same tent that Timbo and I slept in. Even after we began sleeping in our own tent, the sounds of a boy being fucked by my father trickled out into the still African night, although until I was twelve I didn't know exactly why a boy might be crying, or whimpering or even calling out in pleasure. "At some point you will want to pleasure with girls. That too is the way of things. But I have to warn you that many of the blacks would feel honored to bed you and even more honored to bear you a child. I do not want a herd of bastard children running about that require me or us to support them. Can I assume that you both are now making sperm?" Both Timbo and I had blank looks on our faces. "The white cream that comes from your cock when you are hard and playing with it," he explained. I shook my head but my best friend nodded his. We had discovered that fact together a few months before when I was sucking his big fat cock and the stuff came out in my mouth. "I do not want you sticking your spears into the cunts of any girls who have dugs or have grass between their legs. If you need to fuck anybody use a boy or a young girl, both are tighter than a grown woman anyway." My father went on to explain the basic facts of life to Timbo and me so that we understood the reasons for what he was telling us. He then went outside his tent and called his head man to him, whispered in his ear then came back inside. We talked a little more before there was a rap at the front of the tent. My father called out to come in and his headman came through with one of the herd boys, a 9 year old that I knew as Shorty, who appeared to have been recently bathed. My father bade the headman leave us. "Take your clothes off, all of you," my father said. We did and my father stripped right alongside us. He then commanded the little boy to suck my cock which the boy did with great enthusiasm. It only took a moment before I was hard as stone. Timbo got hard just watching us and my father's large cock began to rise as well. "You are growing up my son," he said as he looked on my hardening cock. After a few moments my father told me to get down on my hands and knees and when I did the little boy started licking my hole and my balls. I thought I was going to die from the feelings. After a moment father told me to stand and Shorty went back to sucking my cock. "Tell me when it starts to tickle badly Carl," my father told me. It wasn't long before I reported that it was tickling and my father told the boy to stop and finish me off by hand. The cute little black boy began stroking my cock with a fury and when the tickling got to bad and I tried to push him away my father made me stop. A second later the feelings were so incredible that I almost fell over and my father grabbed me and held me upright. "You are making sperm my son," my father said proudly and told me to look, which I did. The end of my cock was shiny and wet and the grinning boy showed me a small pearl of liquid on his wrist stating that it had shot out of my spear. "I'm very proud of you Carl, you are becoming a man. Once again I beamed with pleasure at the praise for my father tended to be sparing with it. He then told the boy to do the same with Timbo who was already sliding his foreskin back and forth over the swollen head of his cock. The boy took over none the less and when Timbo made the sperm it shot out onto the boys' smiling black face. My father praised Timbo who beamed as much as I had. "You like the cream on your face eh Shorty," my father asked the little boy whose face was split in another grin. "Oh yes Nkosi, Shorty loves cream," and he smacked his lips as if he were eating the finest roast meat. "Nkosi give Shorty his mans cream now?" My father nodded his head. By that time his cock was hard as stone and standing large in front of his flat hairy belly. He bade the boy suckle him which the boy did then my father surprised me and Timbo when he got to his knees and sucked the little boy. As he finished and stood up he told me to fetch a jar from beside his sleeping pallet which I did. He scooped some cream, had the little boy get onto his hands and knees and smeared his tight little hole with it. He called me over and smeared my still stiff cock. "What you're going to do is put your cock inside Shorty's ass and fuck him. You both have seen livestock mate so you know what to do." I nodded my head and Timbo did the same. I got behind Shorty and my father got in front of him and offered the boy his big fat cock. I pushed my cock inside the boys' tight little butt hole and felt like I'd arrived in heaven. How Timbo and I hadn't discovered this was beyond me. Once inside Shorty I did what the animals did and began to fuck the boy. Timbo stood by watching and stroking his dick. "It looks good Carl, it makes me tingle just watching you." While I fucked, Shorty sucked and it appeared that the little boy was in heaven. It didn't take long before the tingling started but I knew now to keep on going. When it happened I saw stars and I heard myself moan as the feelings ripped through my young body. When I pulled my cock out of him I stared at it as if I expected it to somehow look different. It hadn't occurred to me that I might get shite on it. "Ho Timbo put your spear in," Shorty said, looking over his shoulder then went right back to sucking my father's cock. Timbo got in place, held his cock down and aimed for Shorty's hole which now wasn't a tight little spot but an actual opening. I wondered if his poop was going to fall out now and reasoned that somehow the hole would return to normal. Timbo slipped inside of him in a flash, shot me and ear to ear grin that showed all of his sparkling white teeth, then started to fuck the boy. I got to my knees beside him and watched his thick cock slide in and out of Shorty, then I got behind him and bent over. It was quite interesting to see his black balls swinging in the air. I went around to Shorty's side and looked underneath and saw his rock hard boner so reached under to start stroking it. I'd never really played with a boy other than Timbo and found it exciting. I decided to try something else so got down there and raised my head and started sucking the little boys' cock. I reached up to play with his balls and found Timbo's so I felt on them a little too. Timbo slowed down a little so I moved my fingers up further and felt his cock slid in and out of the boy. I didn't understand it then but it made me feel even more sexy than I already was. Timbo finally started grunting and moving faster so I crawled out from under Shorty to watch my friend. From the expression on his face I figured that Timbo was putting his sperm into Shorty. Once he was done Timbo pulled his cock out and like me, he stared at it as if it might have somehow changed while it was inside the little boy. My father kept sliding his hand up and down his cock while the boy sucked him and after another minute told the boy to move. No sooner had the boy pulled his face of my father's cock when it erupted in a fountain of white stuff, the sperm I guess. He shot it all over the little boys' face and when it started to dribble instead of spurt he bade the boy take it back into his mouth. I could hear Shorty moaning and noticed that he'd put his hand underneath himself and appeared to be stroking his cock quite rapidly. A second later he pulled his mouth from my dad's cock and rolled onto his back, arched his back up off the ground and almost screamed out. "That's how you fuck a boy as if you two rascals hadn't already figured it out." The little boy stood up and faced us, his face streaked with white goo. My father got up and dug around in his things and gave the boy a coin which caused the little tyke to smile. It wasn't much in my opinion but to a boy who never had coins it was a fortune. My father thanked him and sent him on his way. "Do either of you have any questions?" Timbo and I both shook our heads so father dismissed us. It wouldn't do but over the next few days Timbo and I tried sliding our hands on each others' cocks, making the sperm come out. It would be a week or so before we'd fuck each other. By then we'd made it back to our home from the hunting trip. Two days after we got back my father told me to bring Timbo and meet him at a little cabin that we had about a mile or so from the main house. It wasn't much, just a single room, a place to get away from the hustle and bustle of the main house. We were to be there an hour after lunch. Timbo and I showed up and found my father sitting on the covered front porch. He bade us tie our horses and come inside. I looked at Timbo who shrugged his shoulders and inside we went. My father had two young girls there who looked to be 10 or so. I say that now but then I wasn't a good judge of age. "When I told you out on the river about the type of girls that I preferred you to pleasure this is what I had in mind." He then told the girls to take their clothes off, which they did. Both of the girls seemed to know what was in store for them and smiled at the prospect. Timbo and I both basically stared as the two pulled off their makeshift dresses and stood naked before us. We'd both seen plenty of little girls without clothes for, like us, they were allowed to run naked for the first 5-6 years of their lives which was done for practicality as well as comfort. But these were older girls, more mature girls and while I couldn't speak for Timbo, my cock sprung to full hardness in seconds. My father told the girls to sit on the narrow bed then lay back, which they did. "Go ahead boys and kneel between their legs. The girls spread their dark legs so that we could do as he told us. "Go ahead and get a good look at their pussies, for that is what it is called, feel the softness of the skin then gently pull the lips open." Timbo and I did as he asked, my hands shaking slightly from the excitement. My father pointed out the clitoris and explained its sensitivity and that rubbing or licking it produced much pleasure in girls. He pointed out the tiny little pee hole and then the larger hole below it. "That is their cunt, that's where you boys will put your hard cocks in order to fuck them. Just like a boy, you can fuck them in the ass and in all honesty, their asshole will be much tighter but it is much more painful for the girl. I know their little cunts don't look like they will accommodate your large cocks but believe me they will. Now, put your face in there and smell their pussies. You'll notice that it's slightly different than a boy and when it's unwashed it's much stronger. These girls bathed before coming here," he explained. I put my face in close and sniffed. The fragrance was pleasant. "Just like you can do with boys, you can use your mouth there although you'll use your tongue much more. Do you not feel as if you wanted to do that, to put your mouth up close and lick them there?" I nodded my head because truly that was how I felt. I couldn't explain it, only that it was what I wanted to do. "Go ahead boys, you can lick the whole thing and when you lick on their clits you'll find that they really like that." I leaned forward and licked at the clit, tasting my first pussy. It only took a second or two before I was licking it a lollipop. My father told us that we could suck on the clit as well and so it wouldn't do but I had to try it. My cock was raging hard in my pants and I couldn't help but put my hand down between my legs to squeeze it. That did not go unnoticed by my father. "Why don't you boys take your clothes and be more comfortable," my father told us. Timbo and both stood and peeled our shirts off and while we did the little girls sat up and watched us with interest. We then untied the tie at our trousers and them fall to the floor and since neither of us wore underclothing our hard cock jutted right to stand tall and proud in front of our bellies. Both girls' hands went to their mouths in surprise. I felt a great sense of pride in showing them my hard cock. "I was told that both are virgins and have never seen a naked male over the age of 6," my father said. My father then told the girls that they could touch us and they both took hold of our hard cocks and felt up and down the length. "You may feel their sac's as well but be gentle for you can hurt a boy of you're too rough," he said. Accordingly both girls cupped our respective balls and hefted them as if testing the weight, and gently closed their fingers on the smooth hairless eggs. The feelings that were ripping through my body were pretty incredible. No one other than Timbo, and the first little boy, had touched my body since I was little and here there were 2 girls doing it. Next to me it looked as if my friend was having the same feelings as I was. "Go ahead and put them in your mouth girls but do it like this." With that my father showed them how to cover their teeth so as not to scrape us. Both girls went at it with plenty of enthusiasm and it wasn't long before I was ready to cum, a word that Timbo and I had since learned. My father stopped the girls and had them lie on their backs with their legs spread, their feet flat on the edge of the straw mattress. It opened them up again so we could everything. "Step up boys and fuck your first pussy," my father said. Timbo and I did as requested, holding our raging hard cocks down. "I know," he said as our cock ends were up next to the dark spot that was their cunt holes. "It seems like you won't be able to get it inside them but trust me, you will." Timbo and I were standing so close that our shoulder just about touched so we could both look down and see what the other was doing. It seemed like our dicks touched their young cunts at the same time but the started focusing on what I was doing. I pushed, felt resistance and started to look toward father. "Push hard son, it'll go in. I pushed harder and next to me the little girl yelped. I looked over and saw that the end of Timbo's dick had gone inside his little girl's cunt. Not to be out done I pushed hard and I too slipped past the tight muscle, lodging my young cock inside its first cunt. Unlike my friend however, I didn't stop pushing but watched, mesmerized, as my hard young cock disappeared inside her body, stretching her hole out wider than I would ever have believe possible. It was tight, it was warm, it was wet, different than Timbo's mouth but somehow not as exciting. I continued to push until my slight little hairs were touching her body. "How does that feel son?" "It feels very good papa," I answered. I looked back at Timbo and saw that he too was all the way inside his little girl and like mine, her pink cunt was spread open like the Veldt. "You boys know what to do now don't you?" Looking back at my father I said, "I think so papa." He laughed out loud, rubbing his belly. "You think so do you? Well get to it then son, fuck that little girls' pussy." That is exactly what I did. I don't know what made me think about or it but I put my hand under her knees and pushed her leg back and more open. I could really see my cock going to work then. It looked like the sides of her cunt caved in when I pushed my cock inside of her. I glanced over and Timbo had done the same thing. I sure did love watching that black snake going in and out of the little girls pink pussy. It didn't take long before the tickling started and I told my father about it. "You're getting ready to squirt your sperm out son, just keep on going and pump that boy cream into her, you aren't going to hurt a thing by it." I kept on fucking her, the tickling started to get worse and before I knew it the feelings in my cock almost caused me to faint. I moaned and groaned and alongside me Timbo was doing the same. The exquisite feelings were soon over and as I continued to move my cock in and out of the girl until the tip got very sensitive. "Can I stop now father; it tickles too much." Once again my father laughed and said to go ahead. "You put your boy sperm into her cunt, that's why it's so sensitive Carl." Timbo and I both pulled our cocks out of the girls then grinned at each other. I could see the shiny residue of his sperm on the tip of his cock which was barely poking out from under his foreskin. "You boys will have recovered enough to do it again in a very short time. Sometimes, if the girl is willing, you can stay inside her cunt and fuck her again. The second time takes longer. As you grow older you'll learn that sometimes if you make yourself squirt out your sperm before you fuck a girl it will last longer and as you become more experienced you'll learn how to control your squirting." That being said my father then gave us more instruction by spreading the little girl's legs then putting his face between her legs to begin licking and slurping like mad. He stopped and showed us how to put our finger inside and fuck them with it. "Girls are lucky in that they can use many devices to pleasure themselves. This is something you should do before you fuck them however. Girls aren't as ready for it as boys are so you have to get them in the mood. If the girl were older you could play with their dugs and suck on them like a babe. After a bit he had her pull her legs back out of the way and stepped in close, holding his cock down like Timbo and I had. I didn't believe that he'd be able to get that monster inside the little girl's hole. My father put the tip down there and rubbed it up and down the little girl's pussy then poked it at the hole, not putting it but sort of teasing her it seemed like. Then for no reason that I could see he pushed it inside of her and kept going until his hairs were almost touching her butt. I looked at Timbo who had the same expression that I did on his black face. He couldn't believe it either. My father moved his cock in and out a few times then managed to get the girl farther onto the bed. He then held her legs way back and started to fuck her. It was an amazing thing to watch because Timbo and I could see everything. When he pulled out his butt opened up and we could see big balls hanging in the air below his hairy butthole. Then he'd push back in and his balls would sort of hit up against her. The he stopped and pulled his cock out of her and told her to turn and get on her hands and knees which she did. He told her to put her butt in the air then he stood above her and squatted down and shoved his cock into her from behind. I thought he was fucking her up the butt but he wasn't. Once again Timbo and I could see everything. I wondered if my father's balls would ache afterwards because they were bouncing around so much and hitting into her body. Both of our cocks had gotten fully hard again watching my father and we were both stroking them with plenty of love and caring. My father must have sensed it because he pulled out of her. "Go ahead, one of you fuck the other girl." My friend and I looked at each other and since he had already fucked her he told me to go ahead. "Lay on the edge of the bed Carl and let her sit on your cock that way Timbo can lick her pussy and her clit while you fuck her. Actually he can lick on your balls as well. I think you would both find that stimulating." We did as he said and sure enough Timbo licked on her pussy as well as my balls. I loved how it felt but trying to fuck her from that position wasn't very good. In time, we would learn. Timbo and I traded places and I licked her and him. I loved the taste of his balls; I loved the feeling of the soft warm skin on my tongue. I was finding that I actually preferred that to fucking the girl. My father continued to fuck the little girl but we weren't paying any attention to him. I told Timbo and to try different position, which we did, each taking turns fucking her. I ended up squirting my sperm in her first and then Timbo fucked her and did the same. By then my father had finished after putting the girl on her back again. When he pulled his big cock out of her I saw his sperm leaking out. For some reason it made my cock twitch and my belly get tingly. As we got dressed afterwards my father explained a great many more things that we could do with girls and boys. After he left, the girls with him, Timbo and I went down to the small creek that ran by the cabin and talked about the experience. "I like the idea of doing stuff with boys Carl. What about you?" I agreed with him and we decided right then that we would still fuck girls but boys would be where our attention lay. Oh, and each other as well. Timbo and I had a great many adventures together over the next 3-4 years. Actually it would be over our entire lifetimes but as young teens our free time was greater than our responsibilities. Timbo continued our own love affair and although neither of our fathers understood it completely, they didn't complain or interfere. Together we fucked hundreds of boys and girls. Many was the time when we had 4,5 or more youngsters romping naked with us, sometimes just boys and sometimes both boys and girls. We taught them what we knew and it was a hoot to watch the little boys stick their rock hard little cocks into a pussy or even another boys' asshole. Fifteen years later I was giving my 12 year old son his first lessons. Ajani had been a beautiful child and was growing toward being a beautiful teenager and one day would be an extremely handsome man. Timbo's son Diallo was standing right alongside Ajani listening intently to what I was saying. Timbo and I had become partners in a small mining operation when we were barely 17, my father having funded it and Timbo's father supplying manpower, paid manpower I might add. We had taken on an old geologist who had sought out my father to try and get a stake but my father wasn't interested. Although Johnston was a drunken sot, it turned out that he was also brilliant and had forgotten more than most other geologists ever knew. It took us a couple of years but when we hit gold, we hit big. We bought up land for miles around so didn't have to go through what other gold fields did which were filthy, flea and crime infested towns thrown up in haste. As a result of our being in the back country, we created a hauling company to transport needed supplies in and gold out, people also being a commodity going both ways. Because of the threat of robbery and murder we employed our own security and that in turned became one of the best and most trusted security companies for 1000 miles. We became trusted based on the manner in which we treated untrustworthy employees or thieves and the fact that we would hunt down any untrustworthy employees or thieves that had fled. Being staked out naked for the jackals was not a pleasant way to die and that was only 1 method that we used. There were others. Timbo and I had agreed as young teens that we wanted our boys, they had to be boys, to grow up as close as he and I had. When we married we worked hard to impregnate our wives as close together as possible. With the help of an African shaman and good fortune we both birthed boys within a month of each other, Diallo being the oldest. I gave Ajani and Diallo the same lecture that my father had given me about birthing bastard children and how to relieve their natural boy pressures. I'd seen both boys naked while out hunting or on other trips away from civilization. Like Timbo and I had at their age, the boys were starting to grow. Both boys had a smattering of hair at the base of their spears, both sets of eggs had dropped and both sported cocks of an above average length, Diallo's naturally being larger than Ajani's. I knew that they had been playing with each other for I could hear them in our tent night when they thought I was sleeping. I asked if either of them were making sperm yet and both boys gave me a blank look. I explained what I meant and they shook their heads. I guessed that when the tickling started, like most young boys who don't understand what's going on, they stop. A rap at the tent stopped the discussion and our headman brought in 2 young herd boys around the ages of 9 or 10, I didn't know for sure. I had all 4 boys strip naked, as did I, and once again admired my son's body as well as his best friend's. Both boys were slender and because of the hard work required as part of our daily lives, both were already developing muscle definition. Ajani's pale cock hung an easy 6½ inches while Diallo's was about an inch longer. Neither of the little boys stared since they'd bathed with naked men much of their lives. Another rap at the tent caused me to stop and I called out to enter. The tent flap opened and another boy entered, this one's age I knew precisely; he was just shy of 14. "You wish to see me Nkosi," he asked, his voice beginning to deepen from puberty. Tahir was my primary boy, the boy I shared sex with on a constant basis. An extremely handsome boy his skin a rich chocolate, his face devoid of any hair or blemish, his large dark eyes battling his lips for domination of his face. I beckoned him to me and when he closed the distance I took him in my arms and kissed him deeply. Tahir responded in kind, his arms holding me tight as he moved his large pink lips against mine and his pink tongue entered my mouth. When I broke the kiss both my son and his friend were all but staring. They both knew Tahir but had no idea of our relationship which had started when the boy was 7 and progressed to the place where it was then. I fucked Tahir, or he me almost daily since he hit puberty, our first actually fucking being at aged 10. I spent more time sexually with Tahir in 1 month than I did in 2 years with my wife. Tahir stripped off his loincloth to reveal his charms, just under 8 inches when soft. Tahir removed all hair from his body except for his nappy head so his cock and his balls, although large, appeared to be larger. His black balls hung quite low and without the hair they were as soft and smooth as the young herd boys. I loved putting my face into Tahir's crotch and feeling all of that smooth softness. I explained to Tahir what I wanted and he directed the little boys to follow his lead. Like Tahir, the little boys got to their knees in front of their respective partners and began feeling them up and licking at their growing young cocks. Once hardened, which was a beautiful sight, and following Tahir's lead, the little boys placed their mouths over the swollen cock heads and began sucking. It was hot as hell for me to watch my son interacting sexually and I wondered for a brief moment if my own father had felt that same way. The boys swapped places and suckled the little boys, playing with their marble sized balls in the process while I reveled in the feeling of having Tahir's 8 plus inches of stone hard cock in my mouth and his smooth balls in my hand. From there Ajani and Diallo learned the pleasure of having their puckered little holes licked along with the underside of their hairless balls. This was a practice that Tahir loved doing and I was grateful to be the recipient of his desire and passion. Again everyone swapped places and spent time giving back to their partner. "Now we will see if your young spears and eggs are shooting cream," Tahir told them. He directed the little boys to stroke their preteen partners' cocks, sliding their foreskins back and forth over their sensitive swollen heads. The younger ones did some licking and sucking as they stroked but mostly they just jacked the boys off. Ajani was the first to announce the tickling in his cock and Tahir told him to ride it out. A few moments later Diallo said the same thing and my son groaned. Tahir and I watched as a little blob of watery white slime shot out of my son's cock and just behind him Diallo's black boner did a repeat. Diallo's glob of sperm seemed larger, less watery and more white. Both boys were panting and Ajani asked what happened. "You are becoming a man my son," told him and gave him a rousing hug. "You are indeed making sperm, all the more reason for this lesson tonight." I hugged Diallo as well for I treated him as my own son, just as Timbo did to Ajani. I gave both boys a small dollop of brandy mixed with water and we talked about the next step, putting their hard pricks in a little boys' butt hole. Of course there were a couple of questions about why and I simply told them they would have the answer to that question before their heads hit their pillows that night. Tahir explained to the boys about the necessity of preparing a boys' asshole to accept a large prick. After the appropriate body parts were made slippery and fingers were inserted Tahir told them about the hot spot in a boy's bottom and how rubbing it would better get the boy in the mood to be fucked. "More pleasure before insertion makes it less painful," the brown skinned beauty told them. Tahir then explained the various ways to fuck a young boy starting with the older boy on his back and the young boy mounting him so the little boy could control how things went. He explained fucking like a dog. He didn't demonstrate the processes only explained them. Lastly he explained having the boy on his back in the classic position, the one that we would be using. He directed the herd boys to assume the position, which he demonstrated, and had the older boys get into their position. He directed the boys to return to finger fucking their young partners and I did the same to Tahir. "The boys will tell you when they're ready, Tahir explained. "You should not enter a boy until he tells you that he is ready because anything less is rape and Nkosi not tolerate that, even in his closest friends or relatives." I had requested Tahir to provide the instruction so that I didn't not have to make such a threat to my son or Diallo. The two little boys informed us of their readiness at the same time at which point I took over. "Get in close, like this," I told them. My fingers were still in Tahir's tight little ass, working his hole. "The idea is to pull your fingers out and insert your spear immediately but only the head for your boy needs to adjust to the invasion of your large cocks. It will be painful for him, as you may discover amongst yourselves." I slipped my fingers out and my cock head in and, like always, Tahir gasped. "Great Gods Nkosi," Tahir exclaimed. I watched as my son and his best friend did the same to their boys and got similar but much louder reactions. "Put it all the way in Nkosi, fill me up with your magnificent cock," my beautiful boy lover whispered. I slipped my arms under Tahir's legs then placed the palms of my hands on the ground by his narrow waist. I gently and slowly slipped my entire cock into his ass. I kept my eyes on his smooth face monitoring his emotion as I filled him. Beside me I heard the younger boys tell the older ones to go ahead so turned my head to watch Ajani's pubescent cock disappear inside another human being for the first time. It thrilled me to watch and I felt sadness for any father who wasn't able to watch his son, his pride and joy enter the portal to paradise for the first time. Both boys had seen plenty of animals mating during their youth so I figured that they didn't need any further instruction for this phase. That allowed me to focus my attention and desire on the boy that I loved second only to my son. I lowered my body so that mine was even closer to Tahir and we could kiss while I fucked him. As I began the process of loving the boy I reveled in the warmth and feel of his body attached to mine. As we kissed Tahir ran his hands all over my head and my face before moving to my back then further down onto my butt. I slid in and out of him, slowly, wanting to love him a long time. Next to us Ajani and Diallo were fucking their little boys with wild abandon and their young lovers were responding with grunts and groan and sounds of pleasure. I enjoyed watching both slender little butts moving back and forth, the muscles of their hips indenting and then filling out again as they fucked. I had no desire to be with my son sexually but I did have a desire to watch him breed and wondered if I should do as my father had done with Timbo and me and introduce my boy to girls. "Dad it's starting to tickle again," Ajani exclaimed. I told him to keep going that it was going to feel even better. Tahir chuckled. "Young boys first time." I watched my son's facial expression and heard his groan so knew that he was injecting his watery sperm into his young boy. A few minutes later his best friend did the same. Once Ajani and Diallo had expended their sperm they pulled out of their boys and watched me fuck Tahir. I did most of the things that my boy lover responded to the most. The young boys watched as well and I felt a certain sense of pride that I was able to show them how love and not just fuck. Ajani and Diallo walked behind us in order to actually watch my cock slide in and out of Tahir, watch my balls hang in the air for a moment then mash up against my boys' black ass. "Fuck me good and hard Nkosi," Tahir panted. "Make me squirt my life juices my loving man, split me open with your python." Tahir like to talk during sex. He also tended to make a great deal of noise, grunting, groaning and moaning. When Tahir spent himself he literally screamed like a little girl. Had we been anywhere but on a hunting trip with no women, men would have come running. As it was, the sound of screaming in pleasure was a night time occurrence that everyone was used to. Tahir's orgasm urged mine on and I growled as injected his ass with a ton of sperm, not an unusual occurrence for me. Afterwards Tahir and I cuddled while my boy and Diallo geared up for another run at their boys. Again, it was a pleasure to watch them. "He will be like you Nkosi," Tahir whispered in my ear. "Hung like a horse and with a great appetite for whetting his spear." I agreed with my lover. After it was all over I sent the little boys away and the 4 us talked about the experience. When I asked the boys if they would like the same lesson only with girls they both grinned and nodded their heads. Tahir said that he would arrange it within a week after we returned from our hunting trip.