Date: Mon, 25 Apr 2005 11:03:07 -0500
From: Justin Davis <justin0398@gmail.com>
Subject: Urban Sinners 07 by Justin Davis (M/t/b, oral, anal)

The following story contains graphic sexual scenes involving an older
male and a young male.  If material of this nature offends you then
you should not read this story.  Additionally, if you are under 18
years of age in most states you are not allowed to read this story by
law.

This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to person's
living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely
coincidental.  Additionally, the actions of the characters in this
story are in no way intended to show approval of, or give sanction to,
their actions.

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Urban Sinners Number Seven
By
Justin Davis


The white ice cream truck, embellished with artwork featuring clowns
and balloons, wound its way through the streets of the neighborhood as
its happy tune blared from the speakers.

At the wheel, fifty-year-old Thomas Jones looked ahead for the kids
that usually would appear in dribs and dabs as the truck turned down
each street.  As he did so, Thomas mused about the transitions that
were taking place in this part of town.

Once, twenty years ago when he started his business, the area had been
a thriving middle class neighborhood.  Now, the tell tale signs were
evident that it was a neighborhood in transition.  There were many
more minorities in the neighborhood now.  More and more houses begged
for paint and obvious repairs.  Here and there, a run down car or
truck, usually sitting on wooden blocks, languished for attention.  In
spite of it being one of the hottest summers on record, business was
down for the second summer in a row.  It wouldn't be long, Thomas
realized, before he would have to move further out into the suburbs
and ply his trade there.  Yet, old habits and sentiments die hard.
Besides, there was more to life than money.

Thomas smiled as the first group of kids began to materialize on the
curb just down the block ahead of him.  Then, he literally beamed when
he saw Jaime Johnson, the cute little red head, join them at the back
of the line.  Thomas remembered when Jaime was just a toddler.  Now,
at twelve, he stood head and shoulders above the other kids awaiting
the ice cream trucks arrival.  Briefly, as he pulled the truck over to
the curb, Thomas wondered who the brown-headed boy was who had just
joined Jaime at the back of the line.

"Well, kids!  What'll it be today?" Thomas asked, as he opened the
sliding window on the side of the truck.

As usual, there were the usual requests for iced pops and cones and
Thomas meted them out dutifully to the kids and accepted their money.

"Well, Jaime!  What'll it be today?  Who's your friend?" Thomas asked,
when they were the last two to be waited upon.

"Uh, this is my friend Danny.  Uh, I want one of them ice cream
sandwiches," Jaime replied.

"What about your friend?" Thomas asked.

"Uh, he wants the same thing," Jaime replied.

Thomas opened the freezer lid, pulled out two ice cream sandwiches,
and handed them out the window to Jaime and his friend.

"Uh, Mr. Jones.  I was wondering if you was doin the special today," Jaime said.

"Well, sure!  I guess so! What about your friend?" Thomas asked.

"Uh, yeah!  Him too," Jaime replied, prompting Thomas to chuckle.

"Okay, Jaime!  The ice cream is on me.  You know where to meet me when
I finish this part of my route," Thomas replied.

"Uh, yeah, sure, Mr. Jones!  We'll be there!" Jaime said, prompting
Thomas to shake his head as the boys walked and he closed the window.

As usual, it took Thomas an hour to finish his route in this part of
the neighborhood and he was delighted that the hot summer day had
seemed to pick business up a bit.  He was pleased as he pulled the now
silent truck over to the curb near the abandoned gasoline station, got
up from the driver's seat, and went to the back of the truck and
seated himself upon the small couch he had there. Soon, there was a
light rapping on the rear door and Thomas got up from the couch and
went to the door and opened it.

"Well, Jaime!  Who wants to go first?  You or your friend?" Thomas asked.

"Uh, since it's his first time and all he can go first," Jaime replied.

"Fine!  Come on up here son," Thomas said.

Danny briefly looked at his friend Jaime, who then nudged him forward,
and climbed up into the back of the truck.

"Well, well!  I always like to meet a friend of Jaime's," Thomas said,
as he closed the door and then seated himself upon the couch.  "Come
here, boy, and let me have a look at you."

Nervously, Danny approached the man where he was seated upon the
couch.  Then, his body began to tremble slightly as the man took hold
of the waistband of his shorts.

"Now, son!  No need to be nervous.  Just relax and let old Thomas make
you feel better," Thomas said as he began to pull down the boy's
shorts.

Danny still couldn't help from trembling as his shorts were pulled
down.  Never in his life had a grown man seen his private parts or
touched him this way, and although he had heard all about the man from
Jaime and knew what was going to happen he was still nervous.

"Oh my!  Very nice!" Thomas exclaimed, as Danny's circumcised peter
and walnut-sized balls were revealed hanging below a tiny tuft of
brown pubes.  "Now, you just enjoy it, son."

Immediately, there was a gasp from Danny as the man's mouth swooped
onto his peter.  Then, he began to moan softly as the adult tongue
went to work on the head of his hardening little tube.

Soon, Danny's peter was at its full almost four inches and his moans
grew louder as the man began to bob his head up and down on the stiff
shaft. Involuntarily, Danny clasped the grown man's head with his
hands, his nervousness gone by the wayside as the gooey feelings
washed over him.

"Mmmmmmm! Oh!  Mmmmmmmm!  Mmmmmmm!" Danny exclaimed, as the gooey
feelings started radiating clear down to his toes.

It was Jaime who had told Danny about wanking a year before and how
good it felt and had showed him.  And, it was Jaime that had told
Danny about how good a mouth felt on your peter.  Jaime had been right
on both counts and Danny was in heaven, for nothing had felt so good
in his life.

For awhile Danny alternately moaned and cooed as the gooey feelings
got stronger and stronger.

"Oh no! I'm gonna cum!" Danny soon announced, stating the obvious to
Thomas, since the kid's peter had grown so hard in his mouth that it
seemed it was about to break.

For effect, Thomas began to swirl his tongue more vigorously upon the
head of the boy's turgid member.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!  Ahhhhhhhh!" Danny cried out, then squealed and began to
frantically fuck the man's mouth.

"Mmmmmm!" Thomas exclaimed, as the boy's cum sweet cum pellets began
to squirt into his mouth and he eagerly drank them down.

As he opened the door to let Danny out, there wasn't any reluctance on
Jaime's part to climb up into the truck.  As a matter of fact, he had
already pulled his shorts down by the time Thomas had closed the rear
door and his almost five inch peter was already rock hard, prompting
Thomas to chuckle.

"Well, I see you're hot to go today!  How you wanna do it? Thomas asked.

"I wanna fuck your mouth," Jaime replied, slowly stroking his hard
circumcised peter which already had dew drop of pre-cum forming on the
piss slit.

"Okay, get up here," Thomas replied, laying down upon the couch so
that Jaime could fuck his face.

"Oh yeah!  Fuck yeah!" Jaime exclaimed, as he moved his hips forward
and inserted his peter into the man's moist cavern and began to fuck
it.

If Thomas could have, he would have smiled.  He just loved how Jaime
moaned and groaned and fucked away at his mouth, burying his red pubes
in his nose with every thrust and leaking his sweet pre-cum like a
leaky faucet the whole time.  For twelve, the kid had a big dick and
Thomas couldn't help but wonder what the kid would be packing by the
time he was sixteen.

"Oh yeah!  I'm gonna do it!  Here it comes!" Jaime exclaimed some
minutes later, prompting Thomas to get ready for the onslaught of
sperm, for not only was the boy well endowed for his age but also for
his size and age he shot the load from hell.

Immediately, Thomas had his mouth filled with sperm, and from past
experience he quickly swallowed just in time to receive another
mouthful.  Again and again he gulped.  Three times before there were
just dribbles.

"Shit that was good!  Thanks, Mr. Jones!" Jaime said, as he pulled up
his shorts.

"Any time Jaime!  Any time!  I think you shot more that time!" Thomas said.

"Yeah!  I ain't jerked off in five days!" Jaime replied, prompting
Thomas to chuckle.

Thomas showed the boy out the rear door of the truck, said goodbye to
the two boys, and closed the door and headed for the front of the
truck.  It was just as he had seated himself in the driver's seat and
started to reach for the ignition switch that there was a knock at the
rear door.  Grumbling, because he figured one of the boys probably
forgot something, Thomas went to the back and opened the rear door.

"Roberto!  I haven't seen you since last summer!" Thomas exclaimed,
when he saw the sixteen year old Latino.

"Yeah!  I saw the truck over here," Roberto replied.

"Well, you've grown taller since last summer.  I notice you got some
new tattoos as well and another gold earring. What can I do for you?
You want some ice cream?" Thomas asked.

"Nah, man!  I was kinda noticing the two little dudes that just left
and wondering if you was doin the special today," Robert said,
prompting Thomas to chuckle.

"Well, as a matter of fact I am," Thomas replied.

"No!  I mean the REAL special, man!" Roberto responded.

"Oh, I see.  Things not goin well?" Thomas asked.

"Nah, man!  My new girl, she won't give me none, man.  Like that bitch
I went with last summer."

"Oh my!  Now that is bad!  Come on in and we'll see if we can take
care of that," Thomas said, and stood aside so Roberto could climb up
into the truck.

Before Thomas had even gotten the door closed tightly Roberto had
already kicked off his trainers and was stripping off his jeans.

"You got any of that lube stuff, man?" Roberto asked, stepping out of
his jeans, revealing that he had on no underwear and his flaccid,
six-inch, uncircumcised cock and plum-sized balls at the same time.

"Yeah, right here!" Thomas replied, and tossed the Latino stud the tube of lube.

While Roberto greased up his hardening hunk of meat, Thomas undid the
belt to his slacks and began to strip them off along with his boxer
shorts.  Finally, by the time he had done that and positioned himself
upon couch upon his hands and knees Roberto's cock was gleaming with
lube and at its full nine-inches.

"Oh man!  I saw the truck and just knew I was gonna get me some tight
butt!" Roberto commented as he lined up behind Thomas.

"Ow! Arrrrgggghhhhh!" Thomas hollered, as the huge head of the Latino
tube steak popped into his butt.

"Oh fuck yeah, man! Fuck yeah!" Roberto exclaimed as his cock sank
deeper and deeper into the man's bottom, to a litany of moans from
Thomas as the thing began to fill him up.

>From past experience, Thomas knew he was in for a long ride.  The
Latino stud could fuck like crazy before he blew his load and soon
Thomas was grunting with each thrust as Roberto's groin made smacking
sounds upon his ass cheeks.  Yet, as Roberto did so, Thomas felt his
own cock began to inflate as the electric shocks began to radiate all
through his body as a result of the huge head of the Latino cock
mercilessly pounding his prostate.

"Oh shit! Oh fuck! Unh! Unh! Unh!" Thomas soon exclaimed as Roberto
began to fuck him even faster.

"Fucking your ass, man!  Fucking your ass! You like it, don't you man?
 You like my big brown cock in your white ass don't you?" Roberto
chanted.

"Oh! Unh! Yes! Unh! Unh!" Thomas exclaimed in response.

For some time, Roberto fucked away.  Then, he began to feel the first
beginnings of his orgasm.

"Oh yeah, man!  Ain't gonna be long! Gonna make you cum you bitch!
Like right now!  Cum for me bitch!" Roberto exclaimed, after grabbing
hold of the man's hips and starting to rabbit fuck his bottom so hard
that his whole body shook.

For Thomas, that is all that it took.

"Arrrrrrgggghhhhh!  Arrrrrggggggghhhh!  Oh God!
Arrrrrrrggggggggghhhh!" he soon cried out, as ropes of cum began to
shoot out of his seven-inch cock and splatter upon the couch.

Of course, that's what Roberto had wanted because he knew the man's
butt would begin to milk his cock and it would get him off.

"Yeah man!  Fuck yeah!  All my spunk in your butt, man!  Yeah!
Ahhhhhhhhh!" Roberto cried out, and Thomas moaned loudly as more cum
dribbled out of his cock onto the coach as he felt the flood of Latino
sperm began to gush into his insides.

Late that afternoon, as Thomas drove home, his boxers still damp from
the Latino sperm that was still leaking from his dilated hole, Thomas
reflected upon what a good day it had been.

Sales of ice cream were excellent that day and he had gotten to suck
two wonderful boy peters, with the sweetest tasting cum loads, and he
had taken a huge cock up his butt that had gotten him off.  Tomorrow,
he would make sure that he ventured over into the southern part of the
area toward the end of the day.  That area was predominantly African
American and there were a couple of thirteen year olds over there with
nice dicks that he sucked off regularly, not to mention the sixteen
year old basketball player named Jamal.  Now, there was a kid with a
long fat cock, and Thomas groaned in anticipation as he thought about
all eleven inches of it fucking him in his butt again.

The End