Date: Sun, 18 Sep 2011 06:31:26 -0400 From: dave d Subject: Ghetto Boy Chapters 1 ,2 ,3 THIS IS COMPLETELY A WORK OF FICTION. All characters are over 16. If This offends you, if you are not of legal age in your jurisdiction, or if it is illegal to read such material where you live, do not keep reading. I wrote this, so it is copyright anyguy@live.com. Ghetto Boy Chapter 1: Discovery It was just a random thought, more of a shot in the dark. He was an inner-city kid whom I had mentored years back when he was 10 & 11. His name was Germayne - they call him G. Last time I saw G was 5 years ago. He was a skinny black kid: bright, sensitive and fun. No father, but three older brothers, each with a different father. Not that unusual I guess. I was up early one morning and the thought hit me: I wonder what's become of G? I did a Facebook friend search and bingo - there he was. He's now about 16. I sent out a friend request. A few days later I got an email telling me he had friended me. We connected on Facebook and I gave him my cell number. He called me a bit later and we made arrangements to get together - like old times, more or less. I took him to lunch and we had a good time reconnecting. Times are tough for his mom, and he's gotten into a little trouble. Nothing big. He wanted to come out to my house in the country. It's on a small lake, and he always enjoyed the paddleboat. A couple of days later I picked him up early in the morning and we headed out. It was good timing for me - a Saturday with not much else to do. My wife was gone for the day and my kids had long ago grown up and moved away. It was a hot summer day. G wanted to try fishing off the dock. We dug some worms, grabbed the poles, and hit the lake. Soon he asked if we could go out in the paddleboat. Sure. I brought along some Cokes in a small cooler. The fish weren't biting and soon G was bored as hell. Meanwhile he was downing Cokes like it was 98*, which it was! About an hour into our boat ride he told me that he's "gotta pee really bad." I told him there were two options. We could paddle back to my dock and in about 20 minutes he could pee in the bushes, like he used to do, or he could stand right where he was and pee over the side. He said he didn't have 20 minutes. "Then I guess there's really only one option." I assured him that a guy's penis is nothing I hadn't seen before (although I'd never seen his). Since there was nobody else anywhere near us on the lake, there was really no problem. With little additional urging he stood up, opened his fly and pulled out his dick. Wow, I began thinking: that's some pecker, especially for a 16 year old. He's got the African-American endowment, big time. He let go a great stream of piss into the lake about 20 inches from my face; a long, powerful stream. I was mesmerized. Oh to have such equipment again. As he slowed down to a dribble I snapped out of my reverie and looked away. He put away his dick and we got back to fishing. We cast our lines a few more times to no avail. Pretty soon he was done and he asked if we could head back to the dock. We tied up the paddleboat and sat on some deck chairs we keep out there. The dock area is isolated from the house by some woods. It's nice and secluded and has a fire pit that we use a lot. G and I had camped out there when he was 11. I had to pee myself so I stepped away from the dock and peed on some rocks. I didn't bother turning away - my time in the Army cured me of any shyness in that regard. I noticed G keeping a close eye on my dick. Mine's no pencil dick, but it's nothing like the monster that sleeps between his thighs. I mentioned to him that when he was 11 he never would have pissed out in the open like he did on the paddleboat. He said that he was far less shy than those days, especially after living with so many brothers. "Really" I asked him, "Why is that?" With almost a sense of pride G replied "Well, they're not shy at all." "You mean about hiding their dicks?" Lifting his arm and rubbing the back of his head, he answered "Sure, that. But I mean about anything." "What's anything?" I probed. "Well, I'm used to my brothers walking around the house naked. You know, going to and from the shower, stuff like that. So I do it too." Trying to not appear too shocked, I casually asked "What does your mother think about that?" "She doesn't care. She always says she's proud of how `big' her boys are." "Do you think she means your dicks?" "Yeah." "She must be really proud of yours." "Yeah, she is. I'm her baby, and I'm the only one of us that isn't circumcised. I guess she likes mine more than the others." "Why do you say that?" "Well, she says that. Plus, she was always checking me out to make sure I was clean under my foreskin, long after I could do it myself." "What did you think about that?" "My brothers picked on me about it. They called me `Momma's little man.' I didn't give a shit about that. I kind of enjoyed the special attention." "And did your `little man' enjoy the special attention?" "Sure" he replied with a rather sheepish grin. "What else have your brothers done for you?" Pausing for a moment, and quickly diverting his eyes, he answered "They taught me to jack off." "Now there's something! And I suppose you've gotten really good at it." "Practice makes perfect." "So I've heard. Anything else?" "Well, one thing I guess. It's a little embarrassing to talk about it." "I'm not going to be embarrassed to hear it, so go ahead and tell me" I encouraged. "I suppose. OK. One day about a year ago my Mom was out and I was home being watched by my brother Ty. He's 19. He called up his girlfriend Janelle and she came over. After she arrived they pretty much ignored me. First they started kissing on the couch. Next thing I knew they were rubbing each other through their clothes. Then they started pulling each other's clothes off. I was supposed to be playing a video game, Grand Theft Auto, but I was like going crazy watching Ty and Janelle. She started playing with his cock and then sucking it right in front of me. When she saw me watching she said `It's OK, I don't care if you watch.' So I watched. Pretty soon they were having sex, right on the living room couch. Ty just looked at me and winked while he was banging her pussy big time. She was moaning and making lots of noise. Then she looked over at me and said `Come over here little man.' So I did. Next thing I know she pulled down my shorts and started playing with my dick. That got me really hard, and then she tried to swallow it whole. Ty thought it was hilarious." "Whew, what did you think about it?" "I was OK with it." "Did she suck you off - did you cum?" "Not in her mouth." "Really, where then?" "With a lot of grunting Ty unloaded in her pussy and she said it wasn't enough and that she wanted "the little man.' So he got off her and grabbed me. He pulled off the rest of my clothes and put me right on top of her. Next thing I knew I had my dick inside her hot wet pussy and my face buried in her tits." "Well, that's called having sloppy seconds." "Yeah, well, it was wild for me. I pumped like mad and the next thing I knew Ty had one hand on my ass and his other hand between my legs holding onto my cock and balls while I banged away at his girlfriend. I blew my load right about then. I think I almost passed out." "That's what I call real brotherly love, not to mention share and share alike." "Later Ty said it was fun, especially grabbing my balls like he did. My relationship with Ty kind of grew from that." "What do you mean by `grew'?" "Well, now we kinda sleep in the same bed most of the time. I slept on the couch before that. Now we share a lot." Trying to draw him out I encouraged him to "Keep talking." G explained "I think it was the next night after Ty had me screw Janelle that he asked me to come into his bedroom. He told me there was lots of room in his bed and we could try sharing it, like we used to do when I was a lot younger. It sounded OK to me, so I climbed in. In the summer all we wear to bed is our boxers. "We snuggled up to each other, spooning I guess, and he wrapped his arm around me. He gently rubbed my chest and belly. It felt really good and I went right to sleep. We slept like that for a few nights and I really liked it. After a while we got more comfortable about touching each other. We stopped thinking about it. The snuggling was fun. One night he pulled my body close to him and I could feel his hard dick rubbing against me, right up the crack of my butt. He slowly reached into my boxers and started rubbing my cock. I ended up with this huge erection. It felt great to have his fingers wrapped around it, squeezing and rubbing. He whispered in my ear `I've wanted to do this ever since the day you fucked Janelle. I loved rubbing your balls and holding your cock while it slipped in and out of her hot slimy pussy.' Right after he said that I came in his hand. It was a mess but he cleaned it up with tissues. "The next night I went to bed hoping the same thing would happen. Ty got in bed and he kind of picked up where he left off the night before. It was a hot summer night and we had decided to sleep naked. I was lying on my back and he started rubbing my chest right away. He gently pinched my nipples and they got really hard. I didn't know a guy's nipples could get hard like that. "He left his nightlight on so I watched his hand as it moved over my body. My cock was so hard I could see it bounce every time my heart beat. I guess I was really excited. I was hoping for a repeat of the previous night." "And did you get it?" I asked. "More than that. His fingers lightly rubbed my face, even my lips. Then he moved down my ribs to my thighs, along my legs, and even to my toes. He gradually moved his fingers up the inside of my legs, gently pulling them apart. When he reached my balls I was afraid I was going to cum right then. He rubbed my ball sack, even gently squeezing it. I was so hard I couldn't believe it. He ran one finger down to my ass and rubbed my hole. That was hot. Then he spit on his finger and stuck it a little ways up my ass. I was surprised but it felt really good. It made my cock and balls tingle all over. "With his hand around my balls and one finger in my ass, he started licking my body, especially my nipples. His tongue slowly moved down to my bellybutton. He had to move my hard cock to the side to get his tongue there, since my cock is so long. I went wild as he licked my bellybutton. It sent tingles through my body. He was on his knees and I could see his cock. It was hard and huge. Then he wrapped his lips around the tip of my cock. I couldn't help myself, I blew my load right then. And it seemed like I just kept pumping, over and over. Ty didn't seem to lose a drop of it though." "So he caught all of it in his mouth?" "Yes." "What did you think about that?" "I thought it was kind of gross. I don't even like the smell of cum." "I'm with you there, but apparently Ty likes it." "I guess so." "So after Ty sucked you off, did you go right to sleep?" "Yeah." "I'm sure there's more to the story. Is he still dating Janelle?" "Yeah, nothing really changed there." "So you guys are still sleeping together?" "Yeah." "Have you started sucking suck his cock?" "Yeah." Looking straight at him I asked "What's it like sucking your brother's cock?" With no hesitation and a big grin he replied "It's really fun. I wasn't too good at first. But we started watching porn videos together on his computer. I learned a lot from that. He cums in my mouth, but I spit it out. I like the feel of it, but not the taste." "I'll bet you do. That's quite a story." I thought for a moment, and then I asked him the big question. "G, do you think you're gay?" "Umm no, I think I'm Bi. I sure loved fucking Janelle's pussy - and so does Ty." Wondering just how far this had gone, I asked "So have you had Ty's cock up your ass?" "Sure." "And you've had your cock up his ass?" "Oh yeah." "Wow, I've never done anything like that." Somewhat flippantly G replied "Try it, you might like it." So I pressed "Are you volunteering?" I have to say, this whole discussion had made me horny. He quickly responded "I might." "I have to think about that. Hey, let's go back to the house. Maybe you can show me some of those porn videos on my computer." We put everything away and headed back to the house. G headed straight to my computer. He used to use it when he visited before. It wasn't long until he cued up a couple of sites: GayTeenLove.com and 101BoyVideos.com. I was in for some lessons. We started watching this video of a guy who could lick and suck his own dick. I think at some point every boy wishes he could do that. This guy could go about half-way down his own rod. He spent a lot of time licking the shiny red crown. Then he started fucking his own mouth, eventually cumming right in his own mouth and on his face. There should be an Olympic medal for such a performance. Next I showed G a video on YouPorn.com from a site called FemaleOrgasmWorld.com where women stimulate their clits with vibrators and masturbate themselves to climax. The juices drip right out of their pussies. He loved it. By now we were both highly excited and very hard. I guess the next step was almost inevitable. I was sitting in the chair in front of the computer and G was standing right behind me. He was leaning forward and I was leaning back. Pretty soon he had his hands on my shoulders and he was rubbing his very hard cock between my shoulder blades.and I wasn't objecting. I turned around and looked at him. He had a bulge that ran up under his tee shirt about halfway to his nipples. And there it was, literally right in front of my face. I looked up into his eyes and G asked me "Do you want this?" "I assume you mean that tent pole in your pants" I replied. "Is it something you want me to have?" "Right now I'm so hard I have to do something with it." "G, before I make another move, tell me - exactly how old are you?" "You don't remember? My birthday was two weeks ago. I'm 17." "Well, that makes you legal." "Whatever. So, do you?" "What would you like me to do with it?" Grabbing his crotch he said "I think you want to suck it." I didn't say another word. I took his hand and headed upstairs. I threw a blanket over the bed in the guest bedroom. I told him to take off his shoes and stand next to the bed. I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled him closer. I gently pulled his tee shirt up over his head. Then I pulled down his shorts and then his boxers. OMG. Nothing could have prepared me for the first sight of his incredible 17-year-old fully erect cock. It had to be ten inches long. And damn, it looked like it was as hard as iron. First I just looked. It was beautiful, dark chocolate brown from his balls all the way up the shaft. Great pulsing veins ran is entire length. His foreskin was fully retracted, and the tip of his cock was lighter brown, almost a light shade of magenta. All along its enormous length it was surging with anticipation. I gently took it in my hands. It was incredibly soft, velvety on the outside, but hard as nails otherwise. He had a small patch of pubic hair, very short and curly, just around the base of the shaft. I ran my fingers through it, reveling in its bristly texture. I slowly pulled this seductively attractive male closer to my face. I inhaled deeply. I was almost overcome by a powerful scent of maleness, rich and musky. His glans was so engorged that it was one shiny surface, easily reflecting the light from the window. It was a breath-taking sight. How could I suddenly experience such lust? I brought its pulsing tip to my lips where I gently engulfed it. OMG, the sensation was indescribable. My tongue caressed as much of the shaft as would fit in my mouth, seeking out those spots where the nerves are most sensitive and most responsive. And G responded with incredible force. I had to keep a steady grip on his animal instrument to keep him from jamming it down my throat. I backed off and then asked him to lie down on the bed. I quickly removed my clothes. My own cock was bursting its confining wraps. I tossed them all aside. G's whole body was a glorious thing to behold. Perfectly sculpted, intricately defined - fit and perfect in every detail. I swooned with lust. I was in new territory and taking my time, enjoying every nuance of the experience. I could see he was flowing with precum, and when I looked at myself, so was I. I licked him clean, savoring every crystalline drop. Time stopped while I licked, and rubbed, and caressed, and massaged every part of him. I rolled him over and exalted in the glory of the two shiny, soft and sensuous globes of his ass. What perfection. I spread his legs and massaged his balls. I tickled his hole and gently explored its inner sanctum. I rolled him back and sat on his chest as he caressed my own engorged cock. He sucked it lustily, and with obvious pleasure. I was soon near cumming, and I told him so. I reversed my position and once again sucked his cock. We were now in a classic 69. I took his shaft as deeply as I could. I felt it touch the back of my throat and with great concentration and effort I denied my own gag response. He sucked me vigorously, and I returned the effort. I squeezed the base of his cock with my right hand and caressed his tender balls with my left. I felt his release building. I was very near myself. His cock swelled even more. I could sense its impending release. Suddenly, in a vast and glorious eruption, I could feel his cum exploding against the back and roof of my mouth. His shaft was pulsing in my hand, his balls spasming, ejecting rope after rope of powerful gism. And I came myself, almost simultaneously, gasping from my own relief. For a moment we were both suspended in time. And then, too soon, the moment passed, and we both collapsed on the bed, spent, breathing hard from our erotic and intimate exchange. Our brains and our bodies gradually returned to their normal states. "Wow," I said to G, "is that what it's like with Ty?" "It was never like that," he replied. Ghetto Boy Chapter 2: Exploration About a week later I got another call from G. There was nothing innocent about it. "Mr. B?" That's what he always called me in the past. "Yeah G, what can I do for you? And by the way, considering how well we now know each other, just call me Bob." "Oh sure.Bob.thanks!" "So G, what can I do for you?" "Well, I was wondering if we could get together again. Actually my brother Ty wants to meet you." "Just like that, Ty wants to meet me?" "Um, I guess it's `cause I told him about my last visit to your house." "Oh, so he wants to go out in the paddleboat?" No response. ".or do some fishing?" Somewhat hesitantly G offered "Actually, after I told him all about us, he said he wanted to pound your lily white ass." "I see. Well, there's something to be said for the truth." And there I stood, momentarily paralyzed by this dilemma. Was my day with G an anomaly, a momentary dalliance, or was I headed down a new path, one completely unexpected? And just like that I decided. "Well, I don't think we can meet here, but I can definitely get away. Ty has a car, doesn't he?" "He does." "OK, let me call you right back." So I hung up and called a good friend in town who has a cabin up in the mountains, about an hour's drive away. I had used the cabin a couple of times in the past as a quick get-away from the pressures of my business. I soon learned that it was at my disposal, and I knew where the key was hidden. I called G back and asked him if he and Ty were free right now. They were, so we quickly made arrangements to meet at a fast food restaurant. I headed to our rendezvous point. When I arrived they were already there. They immediately hopped into my car and we headed on up to the cabin. Ty announced that he had his lube with him. It was fairly obvious where his mind was. I had met Ty once before, and we reintroduced ourselves on the ride. We made small talk and time passed quickly. Soon we were pulling down the old logging road to my friend's cabin. It was very isolated and perfect for what I assumed to be our purpose. The cabin sat in the middle of a small clearing that was nice and sunny. There was a pond out back with half a dozen chairs on the back deck arranged around an obviously well-used fire pit. Nice! As we got out of the car I decided to take the lead here. I looked right at Ty and said "So Ty, what's this I hear about my lily white ass?" Clearly embarrassed, he mumbled "Oh, yeah, well, you know, it's just an expression." "All right, so who's to say I'm not interested? But let's start slowly. Come on in." I retrieved the key and led the way in. The cabin was small but very neat and nicely appointed. There was a good-sized living room/dining room, a small galley kitchen, two bedrooms and one bathroom. One of the bedrooms had a queen bed and the other a set of bunk beds. I pointed out to the guys that the object of this tryst was all new to me and that they were going to have to start the show. They needed no more encouragement than that. They were soon ripping off their clothes. As soon as I saw Ty's body I realized that he was every bit as fit as G, and also every bit as hung. My eyes feasted upon this incredible pair of gorgeous chocolate brown bodies. Ty tossed his naked brother on the couch and went right for his cock. Given its length, Ty was obviously much practiced at sucking it. I was astonished by how much of it he could take down his throat. Both boys were sporting raging hard-ons, and I wasn't far behind. I was just happy to be watching. After a few minutes of this Ty looked at me and said "Bob, get your damn clothes off." Well, how could I refuse such a gentle invitation? Off came my clothes. And there I stood in all my "lily white" glory. "Damn" says Ty, "you're pretty hung, Bob." "Thanks, but my dick is nothing like those fire hoses you and your brother sport." So there was G spread out on the couch with his older brother on his knees, caressing his brother's balls and deep throating his cock. I was suddenly overcome by an irrepressible urge to grab Ty's beautiful ass that was staring me in the face. I stepped over and started rubbing his world-class glutes. I reached between his legs and massaged his magnificent set of balls and cock. I was obviously hungry to get further involved. Ty soon announced "Hold on Bob, I really have to piss. I've been holding it all the way here." I backed off and said "Ty, just step out the front door. You can piss right off the porch. But I want to watch -- better yet, I want to help." So out the door he went with G and me right behind him. Ty stepped to the edge of the porch and discovered that his cock was so hard he found it nearly impossible to release his bladder. I told him to just relax for a minute and it would happen. "Ah." Ty announced about a minute later as the golden stream began flowing. He was standing in the sun right at the edge of the porch with his hands on his hips, just letting it go. I gently grabbed his cock and held it while he pissed out what seemed to be a gallon. G thought it was the coolest thing to see me directing his brother's piss stream. It was a real turn-on for me. And oh did I want that cock. Ty turned to me and asked "Bob, do you want my ass? It's right here for you." "I'm sure it will come to that. Right now I'm happy just watching the two of you." Ty remarked "You know, this is just too fuckin' cool standing right out here in the open. I don't want to go back inside." "Do you want to stay on the porch?" "I don't really care as long as it's outside." Ty explained. "And G, what's on your mind?" I asked. "Well, I've got my eye on your `lily white' ass, but I'm thinking that Ty is going to get it first, so I'm going to have to settle for sloppy seconds again." "We'll see. Look, this place has an outside shower for washing off mud from the pond. It's around back. Ty, you get your lube, and we'll all head for the shower before we really get into something." We went around to the back of the cabin where there was a large shower head extending over part of the back deck - no sides or anything. Hmmm, I thought, this could be interesting. I suggested that we all take a shower and scrub up real nice. There was plenty of soap, and the water was ample and hot. We took turns under the shower soaping up. One thing led to the next and we were soon scrubbing each other's bodies like mad, and paying particular attention to cocks, balls and each other's rosebuds. There were towels just inside the cabin. Soon Ty had G bent over one of the deck chairs and he was plowing G's ass with incredible fury. This was another new experience for me, and I stepped right up to share in it. I stood beside this madly fucking pair of brothers and tried to participate in any way I could. I grabbed Ty's balls and well-lubed cock, and manually experienced every lunging thrust of his enormous rod. It was highly sensual and nearly sent me over the top. God was I hard! The sun was high overhead and we were experiencing nature at its finest. G was grunting with pleasure, and I took the opportunity to try to suck his cock while his brother jammed away at his ass. It was incredibly stimulating, but not very successful. Ty pulled out before cumming and offered his brother to me. At this point I knew it was a case of "in for a penny, in for a pound." No turning back now. I lubed up my cock and approached G's proffered ass with heightened anticipation. I briefly caressed those gorgeous ass cheeks and gave his cock and balls a quick and gentle pass with my hands, but my eyes were drawn to the object of my new interest, that sweet little rosebud. I inserted and withdrew a finger, just for good measure. With both hands I took a firm grasp of G's pelvis, then slowly but firmly I inserted my cock into his waiting sphincter. It was tighter than any pussy I had ever banged, and my cock thrilled at every inch of penetration. Ty having cleared the way, it took but a few gentle thrusts before I was fully hilted. I could feel G tightening and loosening his sphincter muscles. It was extremely erotic, and every one of my senses was on high alert. This was one of the most powerful experiences I had ever had. I couldn't seem to get enough of G. I began to fuck him, slowly at first, but with an ever-increasing urgency. As my hands continued to grip firmly on each side of his pelvis, I began pounding his ass like there was no tomorrow: thrust after powerful thrust. My entire existence was reduced to the intersection of my incredibly hard cock and that tight little hole in his manly flesh. Against my wishes my animal urges took over and I pounded G's gorgeous ass until my urgency was released. Almost before I knew it I came deep within him, thrusting with all my might as my pent-up cum erupted, spasm after glorious spasm. Lost in the moment my head spun with the electric pleasure of one of the most powerful orgasms of my life. I fell away spent and exhausted, watching my cum slowly ooze from his deeply-penetrated ass. And that was my introduction to anal sex. We all hit the outside shower again, and then headed in to the kitchen to grab some lunch. There were burgers in the freezer, and I had made a quick stop at a market on the way to meet the guys, so we had plenty of food. We each had a couple of beers, and everyone pitched in to clean up after lunch. As I was in the process of reaching up to replace the plates in the cupboard, Ty came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my still-naked chest. I could feel his cock growing rapidly against my ass, as he rubbed my chest and stimulated my nipples. Grabbing my cock and balls from behind, Ty murmured "are you ready for the next round, cracker? I'm ready to bang your lily-white ass." "I think my ass is ready for you. Just tell me what to do next." Without another word he led me over to the dining room table and bent me forward at the waist. With my hands on the table he spread my legs and began roughly massaging my ass cheeks. Suddenly he grabbed my engorged cock and pulled it backwards through my inner thighs, getting down on his knees and taking my cock deep within his mouth. Releasing it, he began vigorously sucking my ball sack, consecutively engulfing and releasing each of my nuts. His tongue then slowly traversed the trail between my scrotum and my ass, producing within me a heady and dizzying response. Feeling his tongue rim my hole was exquisite, but nothing like the sensation of feeling his tongue actually penetrate beyond my virgin sphincter. The erotic pleasure I experienced at that moment was indescribable. My senses were once again on overdrive. Ty grabbed his ever-present lube and generously salved my hole and his long, black, throbbing cock. He inserted one finger up my tube, and then another. Gradually my virgin hole began to relax. I soon felt the tip of his cock knocking at my door. Half a dozen times he slowly slid his cock up and down the well-lubed crack of my ass before gently but firmly applying pressure at my point of entry. I felt the head of his glorious cock gradually enter my body. It was mildly painful at first, but as his rod slowly inched along, I became more and more stimulated and accommodating to the violation. He began slow, gentle thrusts, each one penetrating slightly farther that the previous. It took a while, but eventually he was fully hilted. I could not believe that his massive cock was now deep within my bowels. The sensation delivered to my prostate was exquisite. It seemed the harder he rammed, the more I wanted. Soon only our animal instincts were in control. We had become stallion and mare, ram and ewe, alpha male and bitch. Nothing existed beyond the very act of fucking, and fuck we did. He pounded my ass hard and I loved every glorious minute of it. Suddenly, with one massive thrust, I felt the entire length of his cock spasm as he deposited his demon seed deep within me. I could feel his cock pump and pump until finally drained. Slowly Ty withdrew and without a word he slid to the floor, momentarily exhausted. Observing all of this, G pronounced "Fuck man, what a show. I want some of that ass." I looked over at G and watched him slowly jacking that huge cock of his. I looked right into his eyes and asked "So what are you waiting for?" With that invitation he was on me like flies on shit. Grabbing me at the waist and gently spinning me around, his mouth plunged onto my steel-hard cock. I leaned back on the dining room table and enjoyed watching every nuance of G's assault on my body. Grabbing my balls with his left hand, his mouth engulfed my rigid cock. He slowly moved his hand to my shaft until he had a firm grip at the base. He began kissing and licking its entire length. His tongue quickly ran up and down each side, sending electric waves of pleasure through my entire body. My cock was so hard I could see every vein pulse with each beat of my heart. I took in every intimate detail as he firmly and expertly gave me the blow job of my life. He licked and sucked on my glans, rocking his head back and forth while rotating his mouth and concentrating his tongue on the hot spot just on the underside. He certainly knew what he was doing. I was completely enthralled as I watched his dark, sensuous full lips explore every inch of my supremely hard cock. The tip of his tongue began exploring my piss slit as if trying to enter my body through its tiniest portal. After a few minutes of this I warned G that I was very near to cumming and that I wanted to save that for his brother's ass. As he reared back and released my dick I got a perfect view of its hard, shiny surface, glistening with G's saliva. My brain was in a loop thinking hot, hot, hot, OMG hot. G told me to get up on top of the table and lie on my back. Once in that position he raised my legs over his shoulders and pulled me toward him. Already lubed by his brother's cum, he was able to slip his rod right inside my welcoming hole. Now able to watch the action, I grabbed my cock and balls and held them aside while I watched with fascination as his monster cock plowed my ass. Its bulk filled every cubic centimeter and then some. With his eyes closed, his face revealed his ecstasy in the moment. After every thrust, his body would pause momentarily with his cock fully hilted in my ass. He stood before me at those moments rigid as a statue, one where the sculptor had successfully captured every intimate and sensuous detail of his subject: muscles firm and taught, skin accurately revealing every nuance of the skeletal structure beneath. It was a unique and incredible moment. Suddenly, after a few minutes of fucking me furiously, with a great cry, G blew his load deep within me. For the second time that afternoon my body became the repository of a young black man's demon seed. It was glorious. Sated, G slipped slowly to the floor, and my attention turned once again to his hot and virile brother. I hopped off the table and invited Ty to take my place. Quickly he mounted the table and assumed the same position I had occupied only moments before. I took advantage of the opportunity to explore every intimate detail of his incredible chocolate cock and balls. With his softened dick in my mouth and my finger up his ass, I enjoyed the unique experience of feeling his rod fill with blood and expand within my mouth. Soon he was as hard as before, and I was concentrating on every minute detail of his marvelous cock. As I lifted his legs way up in the air, my tongue began to explore his perineum and ball sack. Soon I was licking and rimming his hole. My tongue seemed to have a will of its own as it thrust farther and farther up his anal cavity. Suddenly I had to have him. This was no stealthy approach. I grabbed his lube and quickly prepared my cock for its second anal journey of the day. I spread his legs and began my assault. It was a take no prisoners moment as I hungrily thrust my engorged cock into his awaiting hole. I began fucking him with incredible force and concentration. As I pounded away at his ass I knew my moment of release was quickly approaching. Just before my second orgasm of the day I pulled out of his ass and grabbed my cock with my right hand. It only took two pumps for me to spew my lily white cum all over Ty's stomach, cock and balls as my body writhed and twisted with each spasm. I looked down to see an incredible contrast. I watched my creamy white cum slowly drip down the shiny surface of his chocolate skin. I was supremely spent. Ghetto Boy Chapter 3: Guest About a month earlier Bob had gotten a call from one of his business associates asking a big favor. The local Service Club was sponsoring an exchange program that would allow a group of college-age men and women from around the world to spend six weeks in the U. S., pairing the visitors up with local professionals or businesses of interest. Since Bob owned an engineering firm, he was asked if he would be willing to host one of the international students, a young man from Brazil who was majoring in engineering. After giving it much thought and discussing it with his wife, Bob agreed to not only sponsor the young Brazilian at his company, but also to host him in his own home, since there was plenty of bedroom space available. So the commitment was made, and plans moved forward. On the day of the young man's arrival, Bob headed off to the airport to meet his guest. He had been emailed a photo, otherwise all he knew about him was his name, Murillo, and that he was 19 years old. Bob stood at the arrival gate holding up a small sign that said Welcome Murillo. It wasn't long before a young man emerged from the crowd and asked in accented but quite good English, "Are you Bob?" Extending his right hand, Bob responded "I am, and you must be Murillo." Offering his own hand, the young man replied "Yes I am. It's a pleasure to meet you." They didn't say much as they headed off to the luggage carousel to pick up Murillo's checked bags. Bob asked him if his flight from Brazil had been OK, and Murillo answered that it had been long and tiring, but there were no problems - and also no jet lag, since the time zones between his home and the U. S. East coast only differed by one hour. During the hour ride from the airport to Bob's house, the two were able to share a good bit of information about each other. Murillo lived with his Dad in a town near Sao Paulo, Brazil, and attended a local university there. His biggest interest was soccer, which he was able to play almost every day. He had had a girlfriend, but was currently unattached. Bob enjoyed the conversation; and Murillo seemed to enjoy it as well. Murillo was about 5 feet 10 inches tall, perhaps 165 pounds, black hair, and ruggedly handsome. Bob was immediately taken by Murillo's warm Latin charm. Although Bob had been concerned about not knowing a single word of Portuguese, it turned out that Murillo was quite conversant in English. Bob also learned that this was the young man's second visit to the U. S., his first having been as a young boy visiting Disney World in Florida. They were soon at Bob's house and Murillo was given a quick meal, since the available food on the flight had been less than fulfilling. He got a quick tour of the property and then was shown to his room. He took some time getting unpacked and began adjusting to what would be his new home for the next six weeks. Murillo could tell right away that Bob and his wife were very welcoming and gracious; and he was certain that his experience in the U. S. was going to be pleasant and fulfilling. One evening at the dinner table, about two weeks into his stay, the conversation settled on the topic of favorite drinks. Bob asked Murillo if he had a favorite. He replied that there was a drink in Brazil called Caipirinha, the main ingredient of which was a particular Brazilian alcoholic beverage called cacha‡a. Cacha‡a was made from sugar cane and was very similar to rum. A caipirinha consisted of cacha‡a over ice with sugar and lime juice. The next day at work Bob did an internet search for places selling cacha‡a in the US and discovered that he could buy it right at his local wine and liquor store. He went out during lunch and picked up a bottle of cacha‡a along with some limes. That evening at home, after dinner, Bob called Murillo down from his room and asked him to meet him out at the dock down by the lake. He said he had a surprise for him out there. Murillo walked out to the dock and discovered that, much to his delight, Bob had made a pitcher full of Caipirinha. They sat there in the evening twilight talking and enjoying this exotic Brazilian drink. It wasn't long before they were both feeling the effects of the alcohol. At a pause in the conversation, Bob turned to Murillo and asked "Are you a good swimmer?" "The best" bragged Murillo. "Wanna race?" "What do have in mind?" Murillo asked. "I'll race you to that floating dock out there and back, unless you're too much of a wimp" taunted Bob. "I could beat you with one hand tied behind my back" Murillo challenged. "But I don't have my swim suit." "It's almost dark, who needs a swimsuit?" Bob asked while beginning to take off his shirt, quickly followed by his shorts and underwear. "Last guy in is a pussy" Bob yelled as he plunged off the dock. In a flash Murillo was naked and in the water right behind him. Both men swam powerfully in the cool waters of the lake. Despite Bob's initial lead, he and Murillo reached the floating dock at the same time, and on the return leg it was obvious that Bob's age and the effects of alcohol were beginning to slow him down. Murillo beat Bob handily and was back up on the dock while Bob was still a few body lengths from finishing. Finally nearing the dock Bob was exhausted, and Murillo had to reach down and help him back up on the dock. Bob tripped on the way up, causing both men to collapse in a heap. Laughing, they lay there for a few minutes catching their breaths, but invigorated by the competition and sudden exercise. Now under the light of a full moon, Bob had a perfect opportunity to check out his guest's package. Murillo had a prominent uncut cock, generous loosely hanging balls, and a nicely groomed patch of curly black pubic hair. Relaxed by the effects of the powerful Brazilian liquor and influenced by his recent experiences with G and Ty, Bob's thoughts were unexpectedly focused on this hot, naked, virile Latin body beside him. His own cock began to show signs of his interest. What he didn't realize was the heightened interest Murillo was experiencing in return as he also took this opportunity to give his host a similar review. Probably influenced by the alcohol, Bob asked Murillo a question that he never would have asked sober: "So Murillo, have you ever put that gorgeous cock of yours to any good use, other than your right hand, of course." Pausing momentarily out of the awkwardness of the question, and with some degree of shyness, Murillo replied "Yes, once, with my former girlfriend." "Ah," Bob responded, "and how did that go?" "Well, neither of us knew what we were doing, and it could have gone better." "So, you're not quite a virgin?" Bob asked. "No, not quite." "Well, I'm sorry to hear about your unfulfilling first experience.better luck next time!" With that Bob jumped up, grabbed some towels out of a nearby storage chest, and both men toweled dry and dressed. The next day while Bob was thinking about Murillo's answer from the night before, a plan began to develop in his head. He gave G a call. "Hey G" "Hey Bob, what's up?" "G, is Janelle still Ty's girlfriend?" "Yeah, she is, why?" "Well, I might want to ask a favor." Bob went on to explain about his guest Murillo and their conversation from the previous evening. Together Bob and G concocted a plan to get Murillo and Janelle together, with Ty's permission, of course. G was highly enthusiastic! He called back about an hour later and said that everything was set for Ty and Janelle, and that Janelle was quite excited because she had "never fucked a Latin boy before." The following Saturday Bob planned to be home alone with Murillo. Bob mentioned to him that they were going to stay close to home that day because a couple of Bob's friends were going to stop over in the afternoon to share a beer or two. As planned, around 2:00 in the afternoon Ty drove in with G and Janelle in the car. Bob introduced Murillo all around. They sat for a while on the porch and downed a few cold ones. Janelle began paying particular attention to Murillo, and the other three guys were having a laugh about it, especially noticing Murillo's shyness and uncertainty. At one point Murillo went inside to use the bathroom and Bob followed him in. Catching him as he came out, Bob asked him what he thought of Janelle. "OMG she's hot, really hot" Murillo declared. "Would you like to try her in bed?" Bob asked casually. "Yeah, well that will never happen." replied Murillo. "What if I told you it is going to happen, that it's already planned." "Yeah, well, you're kidding me." insisted Murillo. "As a matter of fact, let me call her." Bob called her in from the porch. She went straight to Murillo and started kissing him passionately on the lips. Her body was pressed tightly against Murillo's front, and it was clear that he was instantly aroused. Murillo was so taken that he was finding it difficult to breathe. Soon Bob insisted "Why don't you two head upstairs, Murillo knows the way." Murillo hesitated, and Bob repeated his suggestion, giving him a little push in the right direction. That was all it took. Murillo ascended the stairs with an air of excitement and great anticipation, with a grinning Janelle right behind. As they entered Murillo's room, Janelle started quickly removing his clothes. Once she exposed his rigid Latin cock, she tore off her own clothes and then pushed Murillo to the bed. She was all over him in an instant. With her hands on his cock she pressed her lips to his and shoved her tongue right into his gaping mouth. Soon she wrapped her legs around his lower torso and rolled the two of them over. With Murillo now on top, his brain spun dizzily while his body was clutched in an incredibly sensual full body embrace. He gradually moved his lips lower and lower down Janelle's body until he had his hands firmly on each of her ample, firm chocolate breasts, with his tongue licking and ringing first one of her nipples and then the other. He continued on down her rippled and firm abs until he buried his tongue in her navel, all the while massaging her breasts. Soon he had her legs extended out to each side and he was rubbing his chest against her luscious clit and pussy. He was out of his head with passion. With each of his powerful thoracic thrusts stimulating her clitoris, Janelle would cry out "Yes, Yes, YES. Rub that sweet spot, sugar." Meanwhile, Murillo was overwhelmed by the new sensations all over his body. His heart was pounding, his hands were exploring every nook and cranny of Janelle's body, and his cock was so hard he thought its very skin might burst. He raised his body and began to focus on Janelle's ample tits. Murillo squeezed them, and kneaded them, and kissed and sucked them - he couldn't get enough of them. He thrust his pelvis upward and found his cock swallowed between the sensuous orbs of her breasts. He lunged and bucked, as he rammed his cock thrust after thrust between those two glorious mounds of flesh. He was approaching the boundary of overstimulation. Suddenly Janelle's lips were on his cock, sucking hungrily and passionately. Murillo was lost in the sensuality of, for the first time in his life, watching his cock being swallowed whole, deep throated until it was hilted against Janelle's ample lips. He was nearly out of control with passion as he watched his cock fuck her face. With just barely enough presence of mind, Murillo withdrew his turgid cock from Janelle's lips barely moments before he would have exploded in orgasm. He slipped downward, pressing his own lips against the those two sensuous lips that only moments before had held his cock so firmly and expertly in their embrace. Almost displaying a feral mind of its own, Murillo's cock easily found and penetrated Janelle's pussy. Suddenly overwhelmed by animal instincts, Murillo was firmly., deeply., passionately. fucking Janelle's hot and welcoming cunt, and she cried out with every deep thrust. Both taut, sensuous young bodies were completely focused on this intimate, passionate and powerfully erotic coupling. With hips bucking Janelle's entire body suddenly exploded, repeatedly heaving Murillo's body up in the air as she yelled with an abandoned fury. Janelle's powerful orgasm put Murillo right over the top. With one final deep thrust he came with every muscle in his body and every ounce of his strength. His entire torso shuddered from head to toes as he was lost in and consumed by the most passionate, powerful and consuming orgasm of his life. His cock pumped and pumped delivering his rich man-seed deep within Janelle's welcoming body. His head spun from the incredible experience - the world itself seemed to be tilting around him. His entire existence was consumed in the passionate fire of the experience. Spent, their two bodies collapsed against each other. Murillo's cock slowly withdrew from Janelle's hot pussy. Gradually Murillo's heartbeat slowed and his breathing returned to normal. Janelle herself seemed to have been overcome by the experience. It was then that Murillo finally looked up. In his haste to taste Janelle's sexual favors, Murillo had failed to close the door of his bedroom. There, just outside the door, stood three grinning men. It was clear that they had enjoyed the experience almost as much as he. It was about a week later that Bob gat a call from G wondering if he could spend an afternoon hanging around at the lake. Bob assured him that he was absolutely welcome any time, but on the upcoming Saturday he and his wife would be out of town for the weekend. That would leave Murillo home by himself, but G was welcome to keep Murillo company and even spend the night if it pleased him. G was happy with that arrangement and the plans were set. Saturday arrived and G imposed on his brother Ty to run him out to Bob's place. Ty was able to drop him off about 10:00 in the morning. Murillo was expecting him and welcomed him into the house. Seeing that G had brought an overnight bag with him, Murillo showed him upstairs to one of the extra bedrooms. Unknown to Murillo, G had plans of his own that would make using another bed unnecessary. The two young men began getting to know each other better. They wandered on down to the dock and checked out the kayaks. They decided that since the weather was spectacular, they would take the kayaks out for the next hour or so. The lake was fantastic, and they really enjoyed themselves as they explored all along the shoreline. G knew the lake pretty well and headed over to a quiet, isolated cove that he remembered from when he was 11. They pulled their kayaks up on shore and started walking along the shoreline. There was a big rock right at the shore that G remembered diving off with Bob, so they climbed up and spread out to enjoy the sunshine. G suggested they take a swim. Murillo pointed out that they were not wearing swimming trunks, but G insisted that that was no problem. He took off his clothes and encouraged Murillo to so the same. G said "You know Murillo, I've seen your cock in action, so there's nothing to hide. And by the way, it's a really nice one!" "Yeah, I suppose." Murillo replied. With that he began removing his tee shirt and shorts, and then his boxers. Both guys dove into the lake right off the rock. Soon they were dunking each other and having a great time in the water. G decided to dive off the rock again and began climbing right up the rock face. Murillo was right below him in the water and got a great view of G's cock, balls and ass. It was a very pleasant moment for him, even causing a little stirring in his own loins. He had never had such a view, and he really liked what he saw. G dove in with such obvious enjoyment that Murillo decided to give diving another try himself. He climbed up the rock face with G now checking Murillo out from below. G definitely liked what he saw. Both guys began to play a bit rough in the water, and soon they were sporting casual erections from all the physical contact. G pointed to Murillo's semi-hard cock and said "You know I'd be happy to do something about that for you." Murillo replied "Such as?" "Have you ever had your cock sucked out in the open like this?" "Honestly, the only time my cock was ever sucked was last week when Janelle gave it a good going over." G asked "How long has it been since your last cum?" "A week ago" Murillo replied. "Hmmm, I would love to have my chance with that lovely dick of yours." "Right now?" Murillo asked with a small hint of excitement. "Right now, right up on that rock." So up the rock face both boys climbed. G wasted no time in going for Murillo's cock. Murillo sat there dripping wet from the lake, as G began hungrily jacking and sucking Murillo's long, hard and throbbing cock. Murillo was both fascinated by G's expert ministrations to his cock and also incredibly stimulated by the very act of having his cock sucked in so open and public a place. It was clear that the riskier the sexual activity, the more intense the sexual experience. Meanwhile G was completely focused on Murillo's lovely Latin cock. With Murillo's balls gently cupped in G's left hand and the base of his cock firmly grasped in his right hand, G began to lick the entire length of Murillo's cock. Every time he reached the shiny red knob his lips would sink down over the entire shaft as his tongue expertly stimulated the hot spot just on the underside. Murillo watched in fascination, completely consumed and powerfully stimulated by G's expert fellatio. G rocked his head back and forth while his mouth applied firm pressure on Murillo's cock head, causing an immediate uncontrolled upward thrust by Murillo's hips. G was able to just barely control Murillo's cock enough to keep from choking. Murillo appeared to have lost all consciousness except for the powerful, primitive urge to penetrate with his cock and deliver his stored up seed. Murillo began a series of intense upward thrusts as he was completely overcome by the urge to fuck. Lifting his ass off the surface of the rock, he pounded G's hungry mouth with incredible fury and concentration. Unable to control himself for long, Murillo soon released a huge explosion of cum into G's waiting mouth. It was eruption after eruption of pent-up boy cum. And G hungrily received every drop. Lost in the orgasmic moment, both boys paused on the rock as they regained their breaths. Soon they were back in their clothes and headed back to the dock in the kayaks. Lunch was still to be had - and plans on how they were going to spend the afternoon and evening were only just beginning to form in each boy's mind. They grazed out of the refrigerator for lunch - eating some left-over chicken, chips from the cupboard, salsa, and washing it all down with a couple of beers. With a warm glow from the beer, the boys settled down in front of the computer. The first thing G did was call up his favorite porn sites. He was still stimulated from his earlier coupling with Murillo, and porn videos did nothing to calm him down. They found a new web site, sogayboy.com, with plenty of content to hold their interest. There were hundreds of videos of young jerking guys on webcams, with enough hot buddy to buddy action to keep their cocks from going soft. Nevertheless, after about an hour they tired of this activity and decided to go outside and get some exercise. They headed to the large back yard where they kicked a soccer ball around for an hour or so, and then settled down to an afternoon in the sun on the dock. They spent a lot of time sharing with each other the stories of their dramatically different lives. As suppertime approached they decided to have pizza delivered. So with a large pizza and plenty of beer, they spent the evening hours watching TV. They found a nice soccer game on cable, and then watched a movie from Bob's extensive DVD collection. They stayed up late enjoying each other's company. About midnight they were ready for bed, so they turned off the TV and headed upstairs. Murillo commented that he really needed a shower. G asked him if he had ever shared a shower with anyone else. Murillo said that he hadn't, but that he wasn't opposed to the idea. G then said "You head right in and I'll be right behind you, as long as you're OK with that." "Sure, I think it might be fun" replied Murillo. Murillo's bedroom had an adjoining large bathroom with both a tub and a large, glass-enclosed shower. He dropped his clothes on the bathroom floor and headed into the shower. G had retrieved his overnight bag and brought it into the bathroom. Murillo was quite turned on by this very new development and his cock showed every bit of his sexual anticipation. Having previously showered with Bob and Ty, G was very focused on this chance to follow up that experience with a shower session with Murillo. G stepped into the shower right behind Murillo and immediately took the lead. He found the shampoo and began vigorously scrubbing Murillo's hair. He then took a bottle of body wash and carefully squirted it all over Murillo's body, which he then enthusiastically scrubbed with meticulous attention to every detail of this finely-honed Latin male body. He stood behind Murillo and gently washed his shoulders. Then lifting each arm he gave Murillo's underarms special attention. Massaging-in the body wash, he moved down Murillo's muscled back and came to his trim and firm ass cheeks, which he expertly spread, exposing Murillo's virgin hole. With uncommon attention to detail, G expertly scrubbed and polished Murillo's ring. G didn't pass up the opportunity to gently insert his finger an inch or two, just for good measure. He continued on down Murillo's firm athletic legs, and one by one scrubbed his feet and toes. G then stood, turned Murillo around, and began the process of scrubbing all over again, this time from the front. He scrubbed Murillo's neck and chest, concentrating on each hard and protruding nipple. He washed muscled arms and long, sensuous fingers. He moved on down across Murillo's abs to his pelvis and groin. G diligently scrubbed Murillo's ample patch of pubic hair, and then gave his cock and balls a thorough scrubbing. Despite having cum a few hours earlier, Murillo's cock was extremely hard, indicating the degree to which he was enjoying this highly erotic new experience. G made sure Murillo's cock was well scrubbed, even to point of firmly sucking it for a minute or two. Murillo was giddy from the whole experience and intensely erotically stimulated. G finished the washing by making sure every trace of shampoo and soap was rinsed from Murillo's taut body. Taking his cue from G, it was now Murillo's turn to return the favor of a careful, intensive scrubbing. He grabbed the shampoo and started washing G's hair. This entire experience for Murillo was almost beyond his comprehension. The intimacy of this much contact with another human body was not only new to him, but it was charged with an emotional content that was impossible to describe or even understand. He had often wondered about such an experience, even fantasizing while masturbating, but the actual execution exceeded anything his brain could have previously conceived. Just soaping G's kinky black hair was erotic beyond his wildest dreams. Murillo proceeded to follow much the same path that G had taken on his own body. He squirted the body wash into his hand and sensuously applied it, inch by inch, to G's perfect brown body. Even the contrast of the white soap on the brown skin was a turn-on. When Murillo reached G's ample ass cheeks he was almost overwhelmed by the sensation - soft, firm and supple. He asked G to bend forward at the waist, which he did. Murillo then slowly and carefully explored and gently washed every square inch of G's ass and scrotum. He was fascinated by the exposure of G's hole, pink in the midst of chocolate brown. He carefully inserted a finger, and then driven by some unknown and unexpected urge, he plunged his face into G's ample ass and momentarily drove his tongue deep into G's welcoming hole. Extracting his tongue, Murillo then continued to scrub down G's legs, finishing up with his feet and toes. Standing and pulling G up with him, Murillo turned G around and began to wash G's front side. As Murillo was washing G's neck, G suddenly reached out and grabbed Murillo's head, drawing him right to his face and locking his lips on Murillo's in a powerful embrace. The intimacy nearly took Murillo's breath away. As their lips parted, G simply exhaled with a soft "wow." Murillo continued to wash G's body, reveling in each ridge and crevasse of flesh. He was fascinated by G's rigidly erect nipples and rubbed his thumbs over their erotic surfaces for minutes. Dropping lower, Murillo could see that G's cock was larger than any he had ever seen before in videos. He gloried in its length and in its supple texture. Murillo carefully and gently washed G's cock and ample balls, and was particularly fascinated by his coarse and curly pubic hairs. These he scrubbed as well. But it was that magnificent cock that gave him the greatest pleasure. He gently ran his fingers up and down its pulsing length. It was long and curiously veined, with the foreskin completely retracted and the tip an interesting hue of chocolaty magenta. As he grabbed it firmly with both hands, he could literally feel the power emanating from its very core. It was velvety on the outside but powerfully hard and strong within. Murillo squatted in front of G and slowly wrapped his lips around that magnificent instrument. He was overcome with passion and attraction for this young, virile African-American male. He sucked G's cock lovingly but firmly and with great passion and vigor. He licked its entire length. He rubbed it left and right across his own cheeks, and inserted it quickly in his mouth with each passing. G's cock was dripping a generous stream of pre-cum, the taste of which Murillo enjoyed immensely: sweet and salty. He took G's balls in his left hand and firmly grasped the base of his cock in his right hand. He kissed, and licked, and sucked until it was obvious that G was about to cum. It was no longer a question of whether or not Murillo would suck him to conclusion. It was now a certainty. Murillo's lips were tightly clamped around the head of G's cock as he sensed G's orgasm approaching. G's cock expanded broadly in Murillo's hands, and his movements become more intense and demanding. G began to thrust his hips in and out, first gently fucking Murillo's mouth, but soon reaching a point of feral abandon. G thrust and withdrew, thrust and withdrew until finally, with a loud gasp and a violent thrust, G's cock exploded in orgasmic frenzy, deep within Murillo's mouth. Murillo was intensely gratified by the remarkable feel of G's cock pulsing in his hands and mouth and his cum exploding onto the back and roof of his mouth. It was a supreme moment, and one that lasted through five consecutive eruptions from G's cock, each one accompanied by a tightening surge of his balls held firmly in the fingers of Murillo's left hand. And then the moment passed. Spent and satisfied, G leaned against the glass shower enclosure and gently slid to the floor. Having enjoyed the incredible experience of having G's cock cum in his mouth, but not wanting to swallow his cum, Murillo quietly spat it onto the shower floor. But his head spun and his heart pounded from the incredible eroticism of the whole experience. Both guys finished their showers, dried off, brushed their teeth and headed to bed. Murillo invited G to share his bed, which was exactly what G had planned from the start of their day together.