Date: Sat, 19 Apr 2008 08:25:15 -0700 (PDT) From: Charles Rascal Subject: Henry It seemed like such an ordinary name: Henry. I wanted his name to be Deon or Kwame or Derrick, but maybe that was because those were the names, in order, of the other black boys from the housing project's youth center that had come down to my home to help me with yard work and who ended up being my lovers. I would take a boy when he was eleven, shy, skinny, preferably dark skinned, and eager to earn some money. The center's director would bring out two or three boys each time for me to talk to and we'd have a quiet, private talk on the couch near the ping-pong table. All of the boys were fatherless, so that was easy, as I definitely wanted a boy who craved an adult male. I would pick the boy I thought was the cutest, of course, but also one who seemed like he's hit puberty, just so I'd have some cum to eat from a hard cock, and one who allowed me to gently touch the back of his neck, stroke his hair, while we were talking. The center director was in on the deal. He had his own stable of boys he fucked and fed his big black cock to, so he was nice enough to pick out other boys for me who were, no doubt, virgins who were, at that age and that stage of puberty, beating off several times a day. Of course, after I'd been having sex with the new boy a few times, I had to give the director a couple hundred bucks in cash and I also let him come down and watch a video of one of my times with the new boy. I'd undress the director, have him sit on the couch in front of the plasma screen in the dark room, I'd open his legs slowly, smelling his musky smell he knew I love so much, and lick him profusely all over, then suck him off two, maybe three, times while he watched the video. I'd have at least 30 minutes of footage, sucking and fucking, and eating ass, and a great sound track of the boy crying out my name, and moaning and sighing, and gasping as each new technique of mine was presented to him - it was awesome to watch a video of a boy being rimmed for the first time in his life and the one camera would capture the look on his face as he opened his mouth wide in sheer inability to stop from gasping and breathing hard and panting as I licked and sucked and licked and suked deep into his ass, tongue fucking him with the expertise that I also eagerly shared with the director from time to time. The first time or two each boy would come down, I would have them actually do yard work, thank them, be nice to them, give them a cookie or soft drink, sit on the steps with them and chat after the work was done, then pay them a few dollars. But, by the third visit, I could wait no longer and I began talking to each of them about sex and not getting girls pregnant and alternatives to having vaginal sexual intercourse (though I called it "fucking her in the pussy" which shocked them and delighted them and made them visibly aroused by my rough, sex talk -- I mentioned fucking her in the ass which was something they seemed not to have thought about or thought possible, about her sucking him off, about having sex with a male "buddy" who would give and get head and give or get ass fucking, something which really, really made their shorts tent at the front, a very, very good sign, I thought!), and about condoms, and then I led each of them to my basement office, reached into a drawer, and pulled out one of my Magnum XL condoms. The Magnums weren't quite big enough for me, so I had to buy the XLs (and I loved seeing the look on the face of the drugstore clerk when I handed him two boxes of them!), It turned out that Kwame couldn't wear a simple Magnum either and needed an XL (the thickness of his young cock made my mouth sore the first couple of times I drained his load). The other boys' cocks were not quite as thick. But every boy could shoot out a monster load of cum, they all smelled and tasted so delicious that I would almost cum in my pants, and I taught them so much about sex that they became eager students of mine, allowing me to guide them through sucking and fucking and rimming and, for Deon, drinking piss. I would have them pull down their pants, reminding them that my wife was out shopping, then I would ask permission to touch them, help them open the condom package, unroll it, then I would begin to touch them, jack them off slowly, telling them they need to be as hard as possible, then I would wipe off some of the pre-cum and lick it, then get more and feed it to them, having them suck on my fingers, laughing that they were very good suckers, then help them put the condom on. Once on, I would begin to masturbate them, faster and faster, and they would lean against my desk, panting, and soon the cum would shoot into the tip and I would kiss them on the forehaed in congratulations. I would show them the reservoir tip and talk about how importnat it was to get the right size condom, put it on right, etc., then I would slide if off of them, turn it carefully inside out and, right in front of them, eat their cum, sucking on the condom to get it all, then getting on my knees and licking what little cum was on their cocks and suck them and suck them until they cried out myname and pumped a second load into my mouth, only minutes after I had got them off the first time. I licked it all clean, tucked it in their pants, and pulled my shorts down, tucked them under my balls and had them masturbate me until I shot all over their legs. Each boy would work for me for two years, then I would get a new one, and the old boys would come down to see me during the week, leaving Saturdays alone for me and each new boy. They were all eager to find out how it was going, they wanted all the dirty details - how big was his cock? what did he say when I first began masturbating him, suddenly and without warning, while he was openig the condom package? did I eat him the first day or did I save that for later? how soon did he begin to masturbate me? what did he say when he saw how big my cock was? was he a really good fuck? I loved the taste of Henry's cum. Oh, I loved everybody's cum. The spurting into my mouth, the jerking and gasping, and holding tightly on to my head, as the boys rocked back and forth, releasing their precious boy juice into my mouth. I would hold it in my mouth for a while, then taste it, sometimes kiss them and feed a little to them, or to another guy in the room, if there was one (the mailman, by this time, was a willing partner to watching me have sex with any of the boys and he would masturbate, full uniform, and cum all over us before going on his way). Then I'd swallow, slowly, savoring it. Afterwards, Henry (and the others) would snuggle up close to me, rub my furry chest once again, kiss me softly, and tell me how much they loved their white daddy. I would hold them close to me and sigh.