Date: Thu, 24 Oct 2019 22:38:47 +0000 (UTC) From: Bert Carley Subject: "Charlie Johnson" - Ch 4 Charlie Johnson - Ch 4 The following story is fiction and involves sexually explicit erotic events between males. If you are offended by such material or are too young to be reading material of this nature, or live where it is not allowed, do not read the story. In the world of this story, the characters do not always use condoms or practice safe sex. Make sure you protect yourself from disease in the real world by always using protection. Please show your support with a monetary contribution to keep the Nifty Archive online services free of any membership fees. You can find out how to make your contribution by copying this http location into your browser: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Comments and suggestions can be sent to the author. bert_carley@yahoo.com My other stories can be found in the 'Prolific Author's Section' of the Nifty Archives by looking up my name Bert Carley alphabetically. Enjoy! __________________________ Chapter 3 of 'Charlie Johnson' ended with: My throat had never been so expanded before. Koby jacked into my esophagus repeatedly until he traded spots with Lenny, and they promptly had me Spit-Roasted enjoying a long session dropping multiple loads of thick cum into my honey buns and talented throat. The two guys had me delirious with lust, pounding me from both ends. It seemed I was in a state of total bliss as Koby's huge fat, 12" black dick reamed me reaching places and awakening feelings within me that had never ever felt the pleasure of dick before. I was in total submission thrusting my Coochie back over Koby's huge cock as Lenny kept my throat attended to with his stiff white toad-sticker. A few more big whiffs of the Amyl-Nitrate and I was shooting a huge juicer as that huge black dick tickled my fancy and turned me into a state of perpetual motion as I thrusted my ass back trying to devour that huge monster dick. I left their Man-Cave that afternoon well oiled, smiling and with an open invitation to return. Of course, I told Charlie, Mel and Jake about my two new friends that night. I still had my head in a cloud looking forward to all the excitement my high school years were going to bring. ____________________________ Corrective Note: I had it pointed out to me by one of my readers that in the 50's there were not any large or flat screen TV's or microwave ovens. Oops! What was I thinking, or not thinking to create such a blatant error? After all, I was born in the late 30's and attending high school in the mid 50's, so I should have not made that blatant error. But I did! It just shows to go you, huh! Yea, Proof that no one is perfect or infallible! Hell, my family didn't even own our first TV, a black & white, until 1954, when my older brother and I gave up trying to talk our dad into buying a TV and ended up pooling our own money to make it happen. I do however remember years before going to San Rafael, Ca in the summer of 1946 to spend a week or so with my dad's older sister. It was there I got my first real hands on with a TV in her house for the first time. It was an RCA table model, and had this huge massive dark wood cabinet, but just a little round 8" screen with four to six knobs on the front panel. Yea, a round little screen about 6 to 8 inches in diameter surrounded by this huge cabinet. Well, it certainly pulled in the snow quite well too, as I remember. You would have thought with all those knobs on the front panel, the snow could have been adjusted out of the picture. But no, that wasn't the case. That was the first time I ever watched Howdy-Doody on TV. I think there were only 2 or 3 channels available even in that large populated Bay Area near San Francisco, CA back then in 1946. That was right after the end of WWII when I was 8 years old... Looking at that snowy black and white screen was one of the many incidents that today highlights this old man's memories. So, please excuse this oversight and any future mistakes I will most likely make in my future published ramblings. Instead of the large screen TV and microwave, I should have said the TV was a radio and the microwave was an electric toaster or a popcorn machine or even an electric vibrating dildo. But wait! I don't think dildos, especially electric or battery-operated dildos were available back in the 50's either. What you say guys? You still with me to continue reading this fantasized yarn staged in the 40's to 50's? ___________________________ 'Charlie Johnson' - Chapter 4 That very evening as I told Charlie, Mel and Jake of my afternoon romp with the Cuban Kobe and younger gym rat Lenny, Mel produced and handed me a package of prophylactics and suggested I always use them when having anal sex with any strangers, especially those from any minority groups now that I was having sex with more guys. He explained that there are diseases like Syphilis and Gonorrhea out there that need to be avoided at all cost, all highly infectious and communicable through sex, especially anal sex. He opened the package and stuffed a couple in my wallet, smiled and put the rest in my dresser drawer with my underwear. The very next day, as I entered my first period freshman's home room class, I was handed a hallway pass and told to report to the principal's office. Seems they already had knowledge I had not attended any of my afternoon classes the previous day and the principal wanted to know why I had skipped all of them that very first day. I was surprised to find that Principal Jake Blake was a 6'6" good looking Black guy. His musculature showed through his light-colored tailored suit. I got a real good view of his crotch without being too obvious or caught by him in the act of checking out the meat he was packing. He seemed quite huge down there inside his trousers. He had his package dressed to the left and must have been wearing loose boxers or was going commando that day, as every move he made set that big thing in motion, certainly demanding an audience. It was a visual delight watching it move around in his light pleated dress pants. Oh yea, he was a handsome devil all right. A picture of him would have been welcome on the cover of any major magazine. Shivers rose from my pulsating Coochie right up my spine making my brain register, 'Lie your way out of this Girl or pay the consequences.' Hell, so I did! I just lied to him and told him I felt sick after eating lunch and walked home to recoup. I could see he questioned what I told him, and most likely didn't believe a word I told him, but I was soon enough on my way back to my class with a hall pass after he gave me a strong warning and lecture not to skip classes in the future, even when ill, but to go to the nurses station or there could be some dire consequences I might not find pleasant awaiting me. He smiled and patted me on the ass as I left. With my hall pass in hand, I just happened to run into Lenny in the hallway. It almost seemed he was posted awaiting my exit from the Principal Blake's office. He just pointed to a door down and across the hallway that read 'Janitorial Closet' and nodded for me to follow him over. What was I to do? Of course, I went with him. In we two went, and there stood Koby. The guy was standing there obviously awaiting our arrival, legs spread out wide. He was completely nude. Yea, in his al la natural state of Creamy Cuban beefcake tan, flipping his huge Ebony dick at me as his long pendulous reddish-brown ball slabs slapped back and forth against his inner thighs. He was a site to behold, truly beauty in motion! It instantly took my breath away and had me boned and my eyes glued to the eye candy! My brain registered, 'Oh Fuck!' I knew the routine and what would be expected of me, so just dropped to my knees between his legs as he began slapping that huge Cuban Ebony back and forth across my face until my cheeks were getting coated with his sweet pre. The smell he emitted alone put me instantly in Cock Heaven. He reeked of Alpha Male masculinity. The male pheromones from his sweaty body filled the air. My own dick was soon in a twist trying to bust out of my own britches. I readjust my dick as I continued chasing his huge Ebony back and forth trying to capture it between my lips for a real taste, most unsuccessfully. He and Lenny just laughed watching my asserted effort to catch and swallow the huge Alpha prize teasing me into a state of total submission to their foreplay. "You'll soon learn to beg for this Big Juicer, White Boy! Yea, you be singin' out before long Boy, beggin' for this big protein snack fillin' your stomach or basting your boy-pussy with my addictive sauce, as me and Lenny Boy here fine tune you into becoming one constantly hungry for my Big Black Dick. I knew I was in big trouble if I didn't get back to my first period class before the bell rang. That would be in about 20 minutes, except sucking this big beautiful Ebony dick naturally took priority over following any rules or the principal's warnings. I figured my first period teacher would just figure the principal kept me longer than the end of that first period class. The hall pass went into my pocket instantly and I zeroed in on capturing that Ebony in between my lips. Playtime continued without incident! "That's my girl Tommy Girl!" It was tight quarters in that Janitorial closet, but the two Alphas made it work, obviously having prior experience with getting their dicks serviced in that small utility closet by others. They stripped me and soon I was passed back and forth until they each got their balls drained orally. Hell, they didn't even hesitate as I was once again huffing Amyl and getting Spit-Roasted as the bells rang and students could be heard talking, banging lockers and rushing along the hallway between classes. Lenny was really putting the power of his strong fingers to my sensitive nipples, and really got me loving the massive warmth it was creating while kept high on the Amyl he kept feeding me. My nipples became projectiles taking me up, up, up and away as Koby turned my bottom into a suction cup trying to physically devour his massive monster within my Coochie. When they finished with me, I was covered in their strong sweat, smell or sex and cum was dripping down my inner thighs. No amount of the dampened paper towels they provided in that utility closet could remove the smell of their sex from me. I left those two still smelling like a whore, a total cum dump in progress. They convinced me no one would notice my odd and strong scent, so off I went back to class with a wad of TP stuffed between my buns to keep from leaking through my trousers and a big smile associated with having just experienced so much wild ass sex with these two sex crazed Alpha custodians. Naturally I missed 1st, 2nd, and was late for my 3rd period class. I entered 3rd period, hall pass in hand, so far smiling and without incident, therefore confident I had successfully outsmarted the system. Just minutes later as I was seated comfortably at a desk, I was summoned to the principal's office; this time my name was blasted over the school's PA system for all to hear. "Tommy Taylor to Principal Blake's office," the PA system blasted twice. I was announced by his secretary Julie as she collected the hall pass from me and waved me over to be seated awaiting his appearance at the closed door. Soon enough, his handsome 6'6" frame filled his doorway as he held it open for me to enter. This time it was obvious he was sniffing the air as I passed him as he locked the door before following me inside standing there awaiting his questioning. All I could think to do was to lie to him again. I told him I had a sudden case of the trots, the Montezuma's Revenge, after leaving his office, and I had been in the bathroom all that time dealing with that problem. Well, that story obviously didn't fly with him. I could see it in his dark brown eyes, as his eyebrows arched, and he gave a sigh of misbelief. He slowly rose from his swivel chair and stepped around from behind his desk and swiftly pulled me into his arms sniffing my hair and the air surrounding me. He spun me around a couple of times, patted me on the ass and rubbed his fingers up and down between my buns before he put the fingers to his nose and took a good long whiff. "Mmmm Yea, you radiate familiar odors son, and they smell very strong," is all that he said! "But Sir, I'm kind of sore back there and stuffed with TP to help sooth it. I'm hoping it will be better now." He pushed papers and stuff to one side on his desk clearing an area, then loosened my belt, and grabbed me by the nap of my neck and the seat of my pants and laid me down over the edge of his big wooden desk until my shoes no longer rested on the floor. He swiftly pulling my trousers and boxers down midway until my bare buns were totally exposed to his view. Spreading my buns open wide apart, he pulled the wad of toilet paper I had wedged there to keep from leaking through into my trousers and put it to his nose. "Well! Well! You smell like sex! What do we have here Tommy Boy, or should I call you Tommy Girl? You're still dilated, wide-open girl and certainly ready for more dick, unless my nose and eyes have deceived me. Someone has been tapping this rosebud this morning to be so puffy, wet and dripping, certainly inviting and to my liking!" He reached over to the communications box on his desk, punched a button and said, "Julie, no more phone calls until further notice this morning." _____________________ I like to get feedback from you readers. Talk to me! bert_carley@yahoo.com