Date: Sun, 30 Jul 2023 15:32:12 +0000 From: Kevin Webster Subject: Kevin's First Joint-1 All the usual disclaimers apply. The following story is entirely fictional and contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity between a teenage boy and adult males. Read no further if you are under the age of 18 or offended by such material. Please consider donating to Nifty (https://donate.nifty.org). Let's keep this site up and running. Gay / Adult-youth / Interracial: oral, anal, M+/t+ - - - - - Kevin's First Joint - Part 1 I was 17 years old when I first had sex. The guy in question, who introduced me to a combination of grass and sex was Fabian. He was tall and skinny, and as black as the ace of spades. It began to rain as I hurried to Fabian's house to buy some grass. No one, and by that I mean my mum, knew that I was out to smoke some dope that evening. Therefore, I was going out of my way to keep my visit real hush-hush. When the back door opened, Fabian told me to make myself comfortable in the living-room, while he went upstairs to get me the dope. Well, I did more than make myself comfortable when I spotted, on the coffee table, several Polaroids of him, stark-bollock-naked having sex with a blonde teenager. I was thinking how cool he was; and how sexy the girl looked; and how big his uncut cock was. I don't remember thinking of him as a sex partner; he was just a guy. However, the girl looked awesome sucking on his hard-standing cock. I heard the stairs creak as he returned with the grass. He knew I had never indulged before, so he told me about the effects, and how I would probably get light headed and choke on the joint at first, even though he knew I smoked ciggies. He suggested that I call my mum and let her know that I was staying for a bit, "Just to watch a movie." "Yeah, good idea," I said. Fabian smiled as he gathered up the Polaroids. I made a quick call home, and then lit up the joint. Around my third hit, my inhibitions and nerves were almost gone. It was then that I noticed he was staring at me. "How do you feel, Kev?" he asked. "Fine, real fine," I replied. "Those photos of the girl were hot." "Yeah, that was Karen," he said. "Leo and I fuck her on a regular basis. She loves sucking on big black cocks." I smiled as Fabian, with a mischievous glint in his eye, unzipped his trousers and eased out his throbbing nine-inch cock. I don't know how he knew what was running through my mind; hell, I didn't know for sure. It was just an urge. "Maybe you would like to suck on my uncut stem," he suggested. "What you say?" "I dunno," I replied, feeling mighty horny. "It looks so big, and so black." "Well, sex is sex," he said. "So, does it matter who sucks who and who fucks who?" "I suppose not," I answered, as I took another hit of dope. "Right. Now stand up and get naked, Kev," he said. "You've got to be naked, like Karen, to suck on my cock." I hesitated at first, but the sight of that awesome cock soon wiped away all my inhibitions. I was feeling real horny as I stood up and began to strip off in front of Fabian. He too was undressing; and boy, did he have a great body. Suddenly, as I turned round, I felt his hands on my naked arse-cheeks. I jumped, but did not move away. "That's a real nice arse you have there, Kev," he said. "I'd like to fuck it; that's if you don't mind having my cock in your arsehole?" That kinda scared me, but it didn't stop my cock from getting ultra-stiff. "Maybe later," I replied, as I turned to face him. Having seen a few porno magazines, I knew what was expected of me. So, down on my knees I went. "That's it, Kev," he said, as I began to eagerly touch my first coal-black cock; and boy, did it feel good! I loved the feel of his foreskin on my lips, even though it was stretched over his hard-standing length. It felt wonderful, sliding over and between my wet lips. My tongue couldn't get enough of it - I was light-headed and truly hungry for this man, so I gave him my all. I must have been doing something right, because he began cursing between deep breaths. I felt real comfortable with his cock in my mouth. "You're good at this, Kev," he said. "A stoned cock-sucker who's gonna be my regular slut." He reached for the joint lying in the ashtray, and lit it up again. He then told me to stop sucking and take a deep hit. "Now, hold that puff in, Kev," he ordered, as he quickly slipped his cock back into my mouth. A moment or so later, I could feel the warmth from the smoke billowing out of my nose. The cock in my mouth was now picking up speed, and the dope was making it smell sweet. Fabian repeated this action several more times, leaving me on cloud nine each and every time. ~ ~ ~ With a devious grin, Fabian pulled me to my feet and led me up the stairs and into the main bedroom. "Now for something a little different," he said, as he slapped my arse-cheeks. Unprepared for anal sex, I was lubed up with Vaseline and bent over the bed. My head was spinning as the man proceeded to take my virginity. I thought it was supposed to hurt, but maybe, because I was so high, it didn't. I was aware of the cock inside of me, pressing hard against the walls of my rectum. Everything around me was a blur, except for that sensation in my arse. This might be dangerous, I thought. But that notion quickly left me when Fabian pressed the right button and sent a lightning bolt through my entire body. Then came the grunting and groaning as my inner sanctum was flooded with the man's seed. We lay on the bed for awhile, recovering from our sex romp. "So, from now on, Kev," he said. "Grass means arse, and weed means seed. That's your arse and my seed." I smiled and nodded my head. "So, let's be clear," he continued. "If you want some grass, you drop your strides and give me your arse." "Every time, Fab," I said. "Every time." ~ ~ ~ Leo and his dog, Devil, were visiting Fabian when I arrived at the house the following week. Leo was big and black, and the kind of man you didn't say no to. Devil was a Rottweiler, and looked real mean. I knocked on the back door and heard the dog growl. "Down! Get down, Devil," Leo snapped, as he opened the door. Devil did as he was told as I was beckoned inside. "You afraid of dogs, boy?" Leo asked. "Yeah, kinda," I replied, keeping a wary eye on Devil. "I was bitten by a dog once, so I'm not that keen on them." "Devil might fuck you," Leo said, smiling. "But he won't bite you, unless I give him the say-so." "Ah, that's good to know," I said. There was no sign of Fabian, which worried me a little. "Fabian's upstairs," Leo said, sensing my concern. "He's fucking Karen, the little blonde ... How many times has he fucked you, boy?' "Three or four times," I replied. "He gets me stoned, and then takes advantage of my 'white-boy' arse. He's got a really big cock." "Not all black men have big dicks," he said. "So, don't you go falling for all that stereotype crap." "No, I was just saying..." "How big is your dick, Leo?" he interrupted. "Is that what you were going to say?" "Er, no," I answered, bewildered. "Well, it's an awesome length," he said, ignoring my reply. "I've been face-fuckin' blonds like you for years. They all like the size of my dick." "That's good to know," I said. "So, if Fabian's busy, I better make a move. It's been nice meeting you, Leo." Leo stood right in front of me and unzipped his trousers. I watched, open-mouthed, as he eased out his cock and began stroking it. The length was indeed awesome, and it did look mighty inviting. "No need to rush off, boy," he said. "I can take care of your needs tonight. And I'm sure Devil won't let you pass, until you drop to your knees and suck on my dick." "Leave it out, man!" I snapped, trying to sound angry. "I don't know you from Adam. So, I'm..." "Down on your knees, boy," he interrupted. "I don't want to beat you up, now that I've seen your sweet mouth." I felt a little queasy as I considered my options. The dog would bite me for sure, and that would be long before I reached the back door. The path to the front door was blocked by Leo, so I was well and truly scuppered there. A run to the stairs was possible, but Fabian wouldn't take my side against his burly friend; not if he valued his teeth. "And get out of those clothes, boy," he continued. "I want to see you stark-bollock-naked." ~ ~ ~ I staggered out of Fabian's house a few hours later. I was still putting my clothes on as I stumbled down the road. Leo had face-fucked me good and proper, and cut off my air supply several times. I remember Devil sniffing at my arse-crack as I gagged on Leo's lance. The thought of being mounted by a dog kept me compliant and submissive at all times. In fact, in my head, I used the threat of canine sex as an excuse to become an obedient cock-sucker. Of course, in the real world, an excuse was not needed, but for me, it helped me do kinky things without grass. The threat of canine sex was more powerful than being beaten up by a burly black man. Hopefully, neither would happen, but I needed something to spur me on when someone said, "down on your knees, boy." I liked being dominated and told what to do, so I continued to visit Fabian on a regular basis. Fabian and his friends called me "Cockermouth" whenever I turned up to suck cock. It was a lame nickname, but it did describe me perfectly. I would strip off in the bathroom and come downstairs to service my black fans. Karen did her bit during these sessions, and I did get to fuck her a few times. ~ ~ ~ During a sex party, my whole body ached when Alwyn and Karl carried me from the bathroom to the living-room. The two men were extremely strong, and carried me downstairs with considerable ease. Their powerful hands held me in a vice-like grip, which underlined the fact that either man could knock me into the middle of next week with very little effort. The living-room was filled with naked black hunks. They all looked like muscle-bound wrestlers in their late 20s or early 30s, and they all seemed very pleased to see me. I was about to be humped by a horde of burly black studs. They were going to turn my arsehole inside out with their rock-hard cocks. My heart began to pound with both fear and excitement, and my cock began to twitch with anticipation. "This is Kevin," Karl said, as he and Alwyn dropped me on the floor. "The other white boy will be served up later, when this one's arse is tapped out." "He's nice and skinny," A bald-headed black man said, who was sitting on the sofa. "I've been looking for a long-pig like him for ages. Maybe..." "He's yours, sir," Fabian interrupted. "He can suck your cock while we fuck his boyfriend. You can then take him away with you, and keep him." "Keep him?" "Yes, sir," Leo said, as he stepped out of the kitchen. "We don't need four bum-boys cluttering up the place." "Stand up for Lloyd, boy," Fabian said, as he kicked me in the side. "and show him your naked assets." The rest of the group didn't look too happy about losing out to Lloyd - Lloyd was someone who clearly held a lot of sway over this group of burly brutes, hence their respectful silence. They watched me stagger to my feet and turn to face Lloyd. The man looked evil and ugly. His bald head and pockmarked face made him look a lot older than the tonal sheen of his body indicated. He was just as muscle-bound as those around him, but he looked far more menacing. "Give me a twirl, boy," Lloyd said. "And lift up your arms, like aeroplane wings." I truly struggled to complete the manoeuvre, but I was never going to fail: self-preservation would ensure that I stayed on the right side of Lloyd at all times. "Good, boy," Lloyd said. "Now, just stand there, with your arms outstretched." "Shall we bring out his boyfriend and tap his arse, sir?" Karl asked, sensing the frustration of the others in the room. "He'll give you a good show." "Give me another twirl, boy," Lloyd said, ignoring Karl completely. "and then come over here and sit down, beside me." When I sat down, the man's right arm took charge of my "nice and skinny" body and crushed it to his side. I then sat stock-still as he asked Karl to bring out Alan and hand him over to Clyde and Dan. Alan was like a rag doll in the hands of Clyde and Dan. Dan was especially brutal and uncaring toward my so-called boyfriend. He was a mountain of a man, and the first to impale Alan on his rigid cock. "Up you come, boy," Dan said, as he took hold of Alan, who was bending over in front of him, and applied a full nelson. My so-called boyfriend's back was now pinned against the man's chest, with his feet off the floor and his body held fast by the wrestling hold and the cock up his arse. When Dan spread his powerful legs, Clyde knelt down and placed Alan's legs behind Dan's lower thighs. In this position, Alan could support his body weight as Dan power-fucked him. Everyone in the room, apart from Alan and Dan, watched Alan's cock swing back and forth at high speed. With envious eyes, I watched Alan's flaccid cock swing. If Lloyd had picked Alan instead of me, I would now be impaled on Dan's manhood; the man would now be hammering away at my arse with his coal-black cock. "Hump him good, Dan," Clyde said. "He's nice and pretty, and bony too." Dan grunted in agreement, and then suddenly increased his stroke rate. The man was clearly enjoying the moment. "Ball him up, Clyde," Lloyd said, as he turned his head and kissed me on the left temple. Dan slowed down to reposition his arms, which allowed Clyde to put Alan's body in the new position. Alan was ordered to raise his legs and hold them tight to his chest, in a kind of foetus position. Dan then hunkered down to accommodate the new position. In profile, Alan's body did indeed resemble an odd-looking ball - he was still impaled on the cock and held in place by the man's powerful arms. However, the position was more for show than anything else. "Spit-roast him now," Lloyd said. This position was truly awesome, and required Alan to be held between the two men, some three feet off the floor, whilst still impaled on Dan's cock. Clyde's cock was now buried deep inside Alan's mouth; so, with his hips and shoulders held by the two men, Alan was kept hovering in mid-air with his arms and legs tucked up beneath him. In clearly a well practiced move, Clyde and Dan rotated Alan round on a very tight axis, as if he was actually being spit-roasted. His arms and legs did get in the way from time to time, but this didn't interrupt the action in any significant way. I sat and watched Alan being humped in this way for several minutes. I then turned my attention to the effect the show was having on those around me. Everyone, including myself, was sporting a massive hard-on. This warm-up show was going to be the precursor to a very long and horny gang-bang. Alan, Harry and Trevor were in for a whole lot of bum-battering. Suddenly, the arm holding me close to Lloyd relaxed. "Go suck on some cock, boy," Lloyd said. "I want you to start over there, with Sonny, and then work your way round to Earl." I smiled as the man squeezed my thigh and sent me off to suck on Sonny's cock. I could feel his eyes boring into my backside as I zeroed in on Sonny's hard-standing stem. I was face-fucked by some pretty horny men. They all made me gag as they watched Alan being used and abused by Clyde and Dan. My mouth was mined by seven of the ten men in the room.