Date: Thu, 18 Sep 2008 14:57:46 -0700 (PDT) From: Charles Rascal Subject: Black Son's Beautiful Butt, Part Two Rod, one of my favorite students and Kyle's classmate, was slowly masturbating my son while they sat on the side of Kyle's bed, looking at a stack of photos. "Damn," Rod said, "you're so lucky! All these different men! Oh, wow, look at this one - you're sucking a big white cock while a big black one is up your ass. Who took this picture?" "Daddy," Kyle said.. Then he put the photos aside and lay back. "Keep on jacking me off, Roddy.. Oooh, that feels good. Man, I remember the first time you did that. It was in Mr. Street's supply closet." "Oh, man, I haven't forgotten," Rod said, then he stopped talking so he could lean over and slowly lick the pre-cum off his buddy's cock head. "Ummm, tastes better than ice cream!" He looked over at the pictures. "Let's look at some more. This has got me so hot.. I'm going to blow a load for sure, any minute!" "Well, baby," Kyle said, pausing to give his young white friend a slow, wet kiss, "we'll make it a game."  He grinned mischievously. "Whaaaaaa.....?" "I'll shuffle these pics - but I have to be careful, as Daddy doesn't know I have them and I don't want to bend them." That was a lie, of course, as I had arranged with Kyle the complete seduction of his very cute, very small friend who had only been able to cum for a couple of months, but was well on his way to being one of the best cocksuckers in the whole school, according to my son. "I'll shuffle them and hold them up. You pick out one, like it's a deck of cards and whatever you pick, we look at what I'm doing or having done to me and you have to do that with me, but I get to choose whether I'm the top of the bottom." "Cool!" Rod said, still stroking his friend's beautiful black cock. Like me, he was fixated on black boys and had had sex with several of Kyle's buddies already, but it had been confined to sucking the boys off, a couple of times each at one sitting, packing his gut with cum from cocks nearly as young as his own. "OK, you ready?" Rod nodded.. "Wait!" Kyle said. He leaned over, just as Rod had done, and, without using his hands, went down on his friend, sucking and pulling the foreskin back and forth. He could hear Rod's familiar gasp, sort of a whistling noise he made when he was getting head. Kyle pulled back. "OK, lover, let's get started!" Kyle moved the photos around on the bed, face down, and said, "Pick one and let's get this fucking game moving!!" Rod reached for one, hesitated, then reached for another, hesitated, then finally picked up one. He held it up so they could both see it. It was a photo of Kyle being rimmed by his father. "OK, bitch, eat me!" "Eat you? I thought you were going to eat me." "No, my call. Eat me!"  Rod grinned. He didn't care. Hell, he loved rimming, both giving and receiving. He didn't have nearly the experience my son did, but what boy his age in the whole USA did? "I get to call the position." "OK, move then, I'm hungry and I want to eat you!" Both boys giggled. Kyle propped up a couple of pillows and scooted down a bit, then lifted his legs, and held them up, exposing that to-die-for black ass. He was down far enough that his crack was completely exposed, giving Rod the chance to lick and suck and eat every inch. He moved into his own position, curling up and placing his head down at his buddy's butt, and began licking the crack. Suddenly, Kyle's door opened and guess who came in the room? Me! Naked, hard, and smiling. Rod jumped up, flustered, even though he knew I had regular sex with Kyle, still he hadn't been seen naked by me or seen me naked (he was sure staring at my big thick one). "I...I....we....uhhh...." "Rod, it's OK. I've been watching you guys. I thought it was time you had an audience." "An audience?" "Sure, not just me, but my poker buddies. They sure know Kyle, but they haven't had the chance to have a look at you or get a taste."  I waved the guys in the room, Jake, Billy and Art, all nude too and all hard. They gathered around the bed, some sitting on the edge, some standing, most slowly jacking themselves, some in chairs. "Go ahead, Rod, eat my son. After all, you lost the card draw." "You knew about that?" "Fuck yeah, honey. It was my idea."Now, eat. Don't hesitate. Poor Kyle is quivering, aren't you, baby?" My son nodded. Billy and Jake went over to help hold his legs in the air, so he could scoot a bit more and not have to hold them up the whole time. Rod, seeming to be a little expert himself, began licking just below Kyle's balls, sucking on the tender skin of his boyfriend, licking up and down. Billy and Jake holding Kyle's legs had the best view and moaned.  "Oh, Jesus, this is too much. A little black boy and a little white boy. Oh, man, am I going to get some serious butt-fucking done today, right up the ass of two of the cutest little boys in the world!"  Jake said to Rod, "How old are you, baby? You look like you're about eight! Oh, please tell me I'm right!" Rod stopped working on my son's ass area long enough to look up. He seemed a little offended. "Eight? Fuck, man, I'm Kyle's age!" "Ten?" "Yeah, 10, just like Kyle." "Man, these boys are developing young now, aren't they?" Jake said. "And, yet, they look even younger. I like that!" "Yeah," I said. "You can be fucking a 10-year-old boy and easily pretend he's seven or eight." I smiled at Rod. "Jake's a cop. If he ever pulls you over for riding your bicycle down the sidewalk, you can bet you'll have a fine to pay - a special fine. That's why he loves to patrol in these neighborhoods with quiet streets and lots of young boys on bikes. Fuck, half the kids are cocksuckers, thanks to ol' Jake here!" "Ummmmmm," Jake said. "That's so true. But, today, I'm quite happy with two tenners who have hard cocks and cum. Yumm!" Rod went back to his task, working down further and further, reaching Kyle's crack. Rod spread open his boyfriend's cheeks and worked his tongue into my son's butt. "Aaah! Aaah!" Kyle said. "Roddy, eat me. Oh, fuck, eat me!" Rod needed no encouragement. He was in the moment, making slurping noises as he licked and kissed the area, sucking hard on the pink skin of his dark lover, the very skin all of us in the room had tasted, making Kyle moan out loud until one of us put our cock in his mouth "just to shut him up" and he'd suck on us and let us face fuck him and have our cum run out of his mouth when we exploded yet one more time inside his eager hole. Rod pulled back, his lips and cheeks all wet. He started to wipe them off and Billy quickly stopped him. "No, baby, let me take care of that," and he sat down on the edge of the bed, pulled Rod on to his lap, and began kissing him, then licking the ass juices of Kyle and the saliva of Rod off of Rod's face. He then spent a few minutes kissing Rod and jacking his cock. I had to interrupt them, as much as I hated to, to say, "Guys, don't forget we have a game going on here. It's time for the boys to pick another card." Kyle so, so reluctantly removed his legs from my friends' hands and lay them down on the bed, the wetness of his butt, no doubt, soaking into the bed covers. Rod snuggled up to him, not at all hesitant now to "perform" in front of four adult men, and kissed Kyle on the cheek. "Let's do the cards again, Kyle!" They both sat up, that scene alone keeping us hard, a black and a white boy, both ten years old, nude, sitting calmly on a bed, hard cocks, tiny bits of pubic hair, making a beautiful portrait. They were making a beautiful video, I knew that, as did everyone in the room except Rod, who would find out soon enough. Kyle's room had been wired for four cameras, all hidden from view, and for sound, so that I could produce awesome, high-tech video of his escapades, whether with me, with himself, with a young friend, or, very often, with the one, two, or all three of my buddies in the room on this day. Kyle spread the photos out again, face down, and this time he twirled his hand around, finger pointed down, and then touched one. "Pick it up. I'll do this to you." Rod quickly reached for it, held it so only he could see it, broke into a big grin, and actually squealed. "Fuck me! Fuck me!"  He held up the card, showing Kyle with a very thick white cock - mine - entering his ass - you could see the grin on Kyle's face as, at the same time, he had that grimace he always had when I first entered him, as his ass hole must have said, "Oh, Jesus, here we go again. I'm a little tunnel and this big train is going to go all the way to the end." That had become a joke with us about the train and the tunnel and how the engine reversed itself, went back out nearly to the opening of the tunnel, and then in again, and then back, and then in, faster and faster, as the tunnel opened up for it. Rod quickly assumed the position he was used to with Kyle. He lay on his stomach, then raised up so that his knees were bent, and his ass was in the air. Kyle couldn't resist spreading his little friend's cheeks and returning the favor by eating him, then he held out his hand, without stopping, and Billy squeezed some lube on to his fingertips. Kyle stopped rimming Roddy and rubbed the lube onto the opening of his buddy's ass hole, then pushed the lube inside, working it, finger fucking him. A muffled moan came from the boy about to be fucked. I knew from Kyle's reports that the boys used to keep count of how many times they fucked each other, but they soon forgot and just kept on doing it. But, as much as Kyle got it up the ass from what seemed to be half the town and half the school and half of our church, and, thanks to Jake, half the police force, black and white, he never wanted to risk not being available for Rod to have his fun with him, too. And Rod, though less experienced, but well on his way to being as sexually active with a lot of men and some boys, kept up his part of the fucking, too. Kyle removed his fingers, reached out to Billy who put more lube on them, and then he rubbed it all over his cock, down to the base. On his knees behind his fellow fourth-grader, he slowly inserted his cock and began rocking back and forth, pulling nearly all the way out, pushing deeper, then back, then deeper still, and the muffled moans became louder and almost without stopping. Kyle held on to his buddy's butt cheeks as he bucked back and forth and all of us began to masturbate in earnest, overcome with desire for both little boys. My cell phone rang. It was Maurice.. "Hey, Maurice!" I said, still jacking off. "Daddy, I need it up the ass. Can I come by?" "I got a better idea. Get a hold of this daddy's club boys and get all of your black asses over here. We're watching Kyle fuck one of his little friends!" "Oh, shit! Yeah. Yeah! Who is it?" "A kid named Rod. White boy in his class." "Rod Eric?" "Uh, yeah, that's who it is." "Oh, fuck, he's gorgeous. Man, I want a piece of that. Daddy, can I have a piece of that?" "Yeah, but I want a cumfest first." "Gotcha!" "Now, get over here. We'll hold off - be here in less than 10 minutes!" "OK, Daddy, bye!" "OK, boys, stop fucking for now. Did you hear that?" Neither boy had, as they were slightly preoccupied. "That was Maurice. He's bringing over the group of boys from the team so they can have some fun with you two." "Maurice?" Rod asked. "Yeah, you know, Maurice. The really cute, dark-skinned black boy on the team." "Oh, yeah! Him!" "Well, he knows who you are and he wants to fuck you." "Oh, my god,"Rod said, feeling himself and wiping off some pre-cum and absentmindedly giving it to Kyle to lick off his fingers. "He knows who I am?" "Yep. In fact, he's been thinking about fucking you." "Goddamn!"  His response made us all laugh. "OK, guys," I said to my buddies. Follow my example and hold off masturbating until these four young black kids get here. Then, we'll alll jack off over these two and then we can decide who will get our second load!" And that's jsut what we did. The boys arrived, stripped off their clothes as fast they could and we took positions around my 10-year-old son and his 10-year-old friend Rod. Kyle began fucking him again, the moaning began again, and, soon, the jizz from four adult white pedophiles and four young black teenage boys went shooting, shooting, and shooting onto the two youngest boys in the room. Rod turned his head so his face would be covered. He opened his mouth, as did Kyle, and both boys took cum that belonged to someone, but not even the shooter might know where his went, as eight very horny, very loaded guys dumped it all over the back and butt of Kyle, in his hair, all over the back and the hair of Rod, and all over the boys' faces. It was fascinating to see how different our cum looked on the young, fair-skinned white boy and the dark-skinned black boy. But, their differences were more than made up for by the fact that they were 10 years old, they were already very experienced in getting fucked, sucking and swallowing, as well as a series of other sex games that Rod was rapidly and eagerly learning in order to catch up with the repertoire of his lover Kyle.   As we finished, more or less at the same time, Kyle, too, rocked hard and cried out, "Daddy, I'm cumming! Roddy, here it is, baby!" Later, watching the video, no one could believe how much cum was all over the boys. Hardly any had hit the bed as we were all aiming for one or the other of the boys, wanting it to splash on them (or in them) and we were successful. Kyle pulled out, lay beside his lover, and they kissed, a messy pair, as the four adults in the room began calling for which boy they wanted for the next hour, happily realizing that there was more than one boy to go around and we'd have to "sacrifice" by have a three-way, trading boys back and forth. As we had done in the past with some other boys, my four young studs were allowed to leap on to the bed and lick both the little boys clean. Soon, not a drop of cum was visible on either boy and my four black lovers rolled over on their backs so the four white men could see their cocks, hard as rocks once again, sticking straight up in the air. "So," Maurice said, with a teasing smile. "Who wants me first?"