Date: Thu, 23 Aug 2007 21:02:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mahdi Walia <everlasting1974@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mr. K fucked my butt in the jungle...

It's a privilege to express thankfulness to all Nifty readers who took
the trouble of sending mails to me -- expressing their appreciation for
my stories on Nifty. For my story (real life, of course) titled "Mr.
K's monster cock fucked me in the night, I received so many appreciative
mails that I was pleasantly surprised, which inspired me to embark on
writing the next episodes of Mr. K story. Here you go, my dear reader,
with a vivid account of what happened the day after Mr. K's love-rod
found its way up into my 12 year old anus.


It was 7 in the morning. When I woke up, Mr. K was not there. Evidently,
he was an early riser. I lay there idly on the bed, still feeling the
hangover of being fucked by that monster cock of Mr. K. I touched my
anus; it was a bit sore from the fucking. It was not easy for a 12-year
like me to take that huge piston up my ass. However, the maddening
feeling of the rod being pushed in and pulled out of my anal cavity was
very enjoyable also, how could I deny that! I looked over at the other
bed. `M' was nowhere to be seen, my cousin, a later riser like me, was
deep asleep.

I met Mr. K, my fucker, at the breakfast table at 8.00. He was his usual
grumpy self, no smile on his face, a book open in front of his eyes, who
would, in his wildest fantasy, imagine that just last night he had fucked
a innocent boy of 12? I tried to fix him with my gaze from the other side
of the table, but he chose not to look at me.
Motherfucker! I repeatedly mumbled under my breath.
However, the big surprise was awaiting me just fifteen minutes
afterwards. As I was washing my hands at the basin, Mr. K stood near me
and whispered in my ears: meet me in the back of the house. I was so
surprised that my hands stopped, but, however, I couldn't deny the fact
that I was eager to meet him. Such was the appeal of that sulky old
bugger!

I met him accordingly, five minutes later, in the back of the house. He
was waiting for me there. He told me, `I hope you weren't hurt?'
Looking straight into his eyes, I said, `No'.
`I want you to come with me on a ride.'
The conversation was really surprising. `Where?' I asked.
`I will wait for you in a car half an hour later in front of the house.
You will go with me.' That's all that I received by way of an answer!
Mr. K went away. I looked at the huge frame of Mr. K from behind. I said
to myself, I hate this fucker, I hate him! Hate him! But an hour later, I
was there, with Mr. K, in a blue Toyota, heading for God knew where!
No doubt, the monster cock had bewitched the 12 year old. No doubt, the
fucker had found his fucked!
I was nothing but a plaything of the mysterious old man!

Mr. K was driving the car in total silence. I asked him once or twice
where we were going, but he chose not to answer. I was a bit impatient,
but at the same time, I was very much eager also to find out where that
old fucker was taking me. Against all my uneasiness and abhorrence
towards the man, he had enkindled some secret fire within me, there was
no denying of that fact.

Hating him was just the other part of loving him, and loving him
terribly! Another engrossing fuck was not far away - that was for sure, a
joy-bell was ringing in my little 12-year old head!

Our car stopped in a lonely spot, where the tree-line has reached the
riverbank. A very beautiful place. The river was gorgeous, the water a
clear blue. The river was just beside the forest, a forest full of many
known and unknown trees. After killing the engine, Mr. K sat there in
total silence for a while. I, also, kept mum, in quiet anticipation.
After some time, Mr. K got out of the car and approached the forest. Like
a boy possessed, I followed him. We entered the forest and kept walking.
Mr. K was walking in an easy pace, although I was just a boy, I had no
problem in walking alongside him. We walked for about fifteen minutes,
then Mr. K suddenly stopped. We had reached a very secluded spot. There
was a small clearing in the middle of the forest. On one side, there were
some rocks, with plain surface, much like some huge sofa. Mr. K sat on
the rocks and beckoned at me to sit beside him. I sat close to him. Mr. K
turned his face to me and looked deeply into my eyes. And then, he took
me in his arms and locked me in a tight embrace. We remained hugged by
each other for a while, then Mr. K kissed me on the lips, a very engaging
and passionate kiss. The love-circus had started.

Mr. K's experienced tongue explored the inside of my mouth, our tongues
met in a passionate kiss. By this time his hand had reached my crotch, he
started to softly fondle my penis. It was undoubtedly a fascinating
moment. Mr. K was kissing me as if I was a woman, his fiancé. I also was
kissing him in reply. I was no longer a 12 year kid, I was an experienced
bitch in the heat. As if a strong current started to pass between our
bodies. Mr. K made me lie on my back on the rock, still engaging me in
that deepest of kisses. Both his hands were now kneading my buttocks, as
if he was trying to pull the two parts of my buttock apart! In no time, I
found that we both were completely naked, our dresses were thrown away
and Mr. K's huge body was on my slender little body. After 10-15 minutes
of intense kissing and kneading, he released me for a while. He sat
upright and made me did the same. Then he touched my head and whispered:
suck me, baby! He guided my head to his crotch, where his fat, thick
penis stood like a flagpole.

I touched his thick penis with my both hands, it was so warm, so big, so
attractive - and so angry in my hands! My body started to shiver. My lips
touched the cock-head, I kissed it fervently. And then my open and warm
mouth engulfed Mr. K's cock. It was so huge! I slowly took almost half
of the cock in my mouth and started to suck it gently. Mr. K moaned
softly: oh..ohhh! It energized me immediately; I took the whole shaft in
my mouth and started sucking his penis vigorously. Oh how sweet his cock
tasted! Mr. K put a hand on my head and kept on encouraging me by saying:
yes...good boy...yessss. By then, I was giving him a thorough blowjob like
a trained cocksucker. I sucked him for about 10-15 minutes. I thought he
would cum in my mouth, but he stooped me just in time. He hugged me again
and kissed me deeply. Some more time passed in passionate French kissing.
Mr. K was really on a high on that morning. His passion knew no bound.

He made me lie on my back and then applied a lot of saliva on his
fingers. First he inserted one finger into my asshole, and then two. And
then he started to finger-fuck me slowly. The joy his experienced fingers
were giving me was intense. Then he took my erect penis in his mouth and
started to suck it.

Oh man, how marvelous the feeling was!

I lay there like a whore and enjoyed the finger-fucking and sucking.
After about 10 minutes of Mr. K's intense sucking and finger-fucking, I
couldn't stand it any more. I threw my head backward and moaned loudly.
My boy prick erupted like a volcano! Gushes and gushes of boy cum came
spurting out and Mr. K drank it all! I just lay there, totally exhausted
and spent.

Mr. K sat upright and then came the time for the real fuck.

Mr. K. pulled my legs apart and pushed those upward. Then he took
position between my legs. I placed both my legs on his shoulders. He
leant forward and that made my anus totally open to Mr. K's erect penis.

My open love hole twitched in anticipation when Mr. K's cock-head
touched my anus. He gave it a small push and the cock head entered my
love-hole, which was quite ready to greet the intruder. Mr. K kept on
pushing his penis into my asshole, I also gave my total cooperation from
underneath by moving my buttock and stretching my asshole with both my
hands. Mr. K gave the final push and with a peculiar sloshing sound his
entire cock got lost in my boy-vagina. The entry was complete.

I looked straight into the eyes of Mr. K, whose huge frame was towering
over me. Mr. K's expert eyes made no mistake in deciphering the
invitation. He began fucking me. He started with slow and short strokes,
and quickened his pace with every stroke. He was grunting and panting
heavily and letting out peculiar sounds: mm...mmm....ugh...ugh...

There I was, an innocent boy of twelve, lying fully naked and exposed in
the middle of the forest. My legs were placed on the shoulders of a giant
old man and he was giving me the fuck of my life. I was trying to twitch
my asshole, the result was very satisfying. My asshole was clenching the
penis was Mr. K. in a tight grip, increasing Mr. K's pleasure. He was
enjoying what I was doing with my little asshole, clutching his penis and
releasing it.

A cool breeze was blowing, which was occasionally touching both our
bodies. Unknown birds were chirping in their sweet voice all around, as
if they were celebrating our man-boy lovemaking right in the middle of
the big forest. Mr. K and I had no time to watch or sense any other
thing, we were busy fucking and being fucked. I looked at Mr. K's face.
His half open and half closed eyes had worn a dreamy look; looking
straight into my eyes and uttering incomprehensible words, he was fucking
me like a man possessed. I also was moaning softly.

Mr K. suddenly increased his pace. I understood that he was about to cum.
He was taking the cock almost completely out of my anus and then pushing
its whole length again into my asshole, touching the deepest points of my
boy-hole, probably reaching up to my stomach! Oh how strong and vigorous
Mr. K was!

He fucked me for some more time in that wild fashion and then the golden
moment came. Letting out a cry of exhilaration and exaltation, Mr. K
pushed further deep into my asshole and started to pour out his love
juice, which was very thick. After spurting out gushes and gushes of hot
mature cum, Mr. K collapsed on my chest. His exhausted tongue found my
small nipples and sucked those as if a child was sucking a mother's
breast! Fucked in the jungle like a cheap whore, I hugged Mr. K in total
satisfaction and kissed him deeply.

Mr. K fucked me once again after about half an hour. This time, he made
me sit on his lap, and I sat right on his erect penis. It slowly entered
my pussy and I started bobbling up and down on his penis. He cummed after
about an hour of hot sex.

When everything was ended and we were heading back home, I said to Mr. K,
`I was really scared when you fucked me last night, because M and Rocky
(my cousin) were on the next bed. They could have heard something!'
Mr. K smiled wickedly and said, `Do you think they didn't hear
anything?'
`They heard?' I was completely taken aback.
`Yes', Mr. K's smile broadened. `Before going to bed M told me ^Ö you
fuck your little boy first and then I'd fuck my one. So when we were
sleeping after our fuck session, he fucked your cousin straightaway!'
`He fucked Rocky?' I could hardly believe what Mr. K was saying.
`Fucked like a little slut, just like I fucked you.' Mr. K said
smilingly. `Do you know where they are right at this moment?'
`No.'
`In this very forest, and your sweet little cousin is being butt-fucked
my M in a spot not very far from here. Everything is happening according
to mine and M's plan.'
I was staring wide eyed at Mr. K.
How can it be true that my sweet little innocent cousin Rocky, who was
only eleven, also has fallen a prey to another boy fucker, and more
astonishingly, he is being fucked by M right at this moment?
Mr. K's eyes glittered. `Want to see them fucking?'
`Yes!' was all I could say.
`Then come with me.' Mr. K took my hands and we changed direction. We
started to walk towards another spot in the forest.....

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