Date: Mon, 20 Feb 2006 12:20:51 EST
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: Pablo's Story part 8

This  is a homosexual fantasy and as such will contain unprotected sex,
which, in this  day and age is unwise to say the least; but it is a fantasy. If it
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Jomo  came and took my head in his hands and I opened my mouth. He smiled and
fed me  half of his 7 inch cock, at the same time Mr Cohen began to withdraw
half his  cock from my boy-hole before pushing it back in. My own 5-1/2 inch
thick cock had  remained achingly stiff since they started assaulting my mouth
and boy-hole and  I was leaking lots of precum onto the mat below. I grabbed
hold of Jomo's hard  buttocks and pulled him towards me until his cock was at the
entrance to my  throat. I steadied my breathing and pulled on his buttocks,
success! Jomo's cock  slid into my throat with ease.
"Oh  Jesus!" gasped Jomo "he's swallowing my cock! He's turning into a real
little  cock slut."
I  loved the way they talked dirty about me, it was another turn-on. I
started to  swallow, causing my throat muscles to masturbate Jomo's pulsating cock
and  making him moan. Knowing I'd got Jomo's cock down my throat must have
spurred  Mr. Cohen on because, holding hard onto my hips, he speeded up his
strokes and  lengthened them until just his knob stayed in my boy-hole on the
out-stroke.  Jomo held my head steady and began to fuck his cock in and out of my
throat. It  felt incredibly sexy having my young body being fucked at both ends
by two older  men. Then the continual assault my prostate was receiving from
Mr Cohen's long,  thick cock as it moved back and forth took me over the top.
Even though my mouth  was stuffed full of Jomo's cock, I cried out loudly as
my cock exploded and my  boy cum spurted out onto the mat below; and every time
I shot, about six times,  my sphincter tightened around Mr. Cohen's cock.
"The  dirty little bugger's cumming Jomo and no one's touched his cock! He'
s nearly  strangling my cock with his ring; what a little sex-pot he's turning
out to be!  And Christ look at how much spunk he's cumming!"
As  Mr. Cohen spoke Jomo speeded up his stroke and soon was matching Mr. Cohen
's  speed. It felt so good having two cocks fuck me, my whole body was
tingling from  the sensations the two cocks were giving me. As Jomo fucked his cock
down my  throat Mr. Cohen would be pulling his cock back to his knob in my
boy-hole, and  vice-versa. Even though I'd just cum my own cock had stayed rock
hard I was so  turned on by the fucking I was getting. Jomo was sweating nearly
as much as me;  so I ran a hand between his sweaty arse cheeks and when I
found his pucker I  forced two fingers straight into his hole. Jomo moaned louder
and started  forcing his cock further down my throat than it had ever been,
almost breaking  my nose as his body banged into mine. I didn't care; still
swallowing I added a  third finger and began to fuck his hole. Jomo cried out
louder than I had and I  felt his cock swell in my throat, and his sphincter
tightened around my probing  fingers. Before he could pull his knob back into my
mouth his cock throbbed and  a jet of spunk shot into my belly. As he continued
to pull back the second shot  hit the back of mouth, it tasted delicious and
I swallowed greedily as Mr. Cohen  continued to pound away at my arse. Jomo
came about six times and I continued to  suck on his softening cock and finger
fuck his hole.
"That's it boy, you keep on sucking my black cock and finger fucking my
hole. Get my cock hard again so I can fuck your beautiful little-boy's hole
after Mr. Cohen's filled it with his thick man's cum."
I  kept sucking and finger fucking Jomo while enjoying the sensations Mr.
Cohen's  big cock was giving me. I found their words, and the way they were
treating me  were turning me on more and more. We were all moaning and groaning and
everyone  was sweating profusely; the musky smell of man on man sex pervaded
the room. I  was flexing my sphincter tightly around Mr. Cohen's shaft as he
pulled back then  releasing it as he fucked back into my quivering boy-hole.
Jomo's cock was hard  again and he withdrew it from my aching mouth and pulled
my fingers from his  hole. He ruffled my hair.
"Good  boy, you're doing well, we didn't really believe Ramon when he told
us what a  sex-pig you are."
Then  he walked back towards Mr. Cohen. I gripped the edges of the bench
harder as Mr.  Cohen's strokes became wilder, sometimes his cock left my hole
completely, and I  loved it when he slammed the thick juicy 8 inches back into me.
I managed to  turn my head and saw Jomo was tossing his own cock to keep it
hard while his  other hand was alternately playing with Mr. Cohen's large stiff
nipples. I was  almost moving up the benches Mr. Cohen was slamming into me
so hard. He'd  stopped moaning and started grunting every time he slammed his
thick 8 inches  home. He'd been fucking me for ages now and I was gasping for
breath. The  pounding my prostate was getting made me feel as if my body was
one big cock  ready to cum. And then cum I did, for the second time without
anybody touching  my rigid fat little cock. My sphincter clenched tightly around
the invading  shaft, and moaning loudly, I shot my jets of hot, sweet, boycum
onto the mat  below me.
"Christ Jomo," gasped Mr. Cohen, "the little bugger's cumming again, I  can'
t believe it."
"Yeah," Jomo replied bending down and looking at my shooting cock, "and  it
looks like it's going to be another big load. This boy really loves to suck
cock and get fucked."
When  I'd finished shooting I kept my sphincter clenched around Mr. Cohen's
shaft,  which seemed to do the trick. He pulled my arse cheeks as far apart as
they  would go and forced his cock further into me. I felt him stiffen, his
cock  swelled and he shuddered as about four jets of hot mancum blasted my
insides. I  used my sphincter to milk his cock dry. I wanted to lie down, I was
contented  but exhausted, but Mr. Cohen held me firmly by the hips, so I dropped
onto my  forearms. Mr. Cohen called out.
"Oh  no you don't boy, get back up. You've still got to clean my  cock."
Wearily I straightened up, my cock had gone limp, and I felt so tired.  Mr.
Cohen pulled his softening cock from my ravaged hole with a wet plop. Jomo
immediately took hold of my hips and pushed his 7 inch black cock into my gaping
boyhole not stopping until his balls slapped against my arse cheeks; then he
just held it there. I sighed contentedly when it was all inside me; I'd
hardly  felt it go past my sphincter. Then M. Cohen was lifting my head, and his
thick  cock was dangling in front of my face.
"Clean my cock boy." He ordered.
Wearily I took a hand from the bench and guided his cock into my mouth.  As
soon as I tasted his cock I forgot my tiredness and eagerly sucked and  slurped
on his cock. I could taste his spunk and my boy juices, I loved it. I
squeezed his shaft and milked upwards, I was rewarded with the last drops of his
stronger tasting cum and some postcum, delicious! Mr Cohen removed my hand and
pulled his cock from my mouth.
"Enough boy, I have to get dressed. If you like I'll take over from  Marcel
and he can come and give you his cock, there's still time. Or have you  had
enough?"
I  looked up and licked my lips sexily.
"More  Sir, please Sir. Can I have some more?"
They  both burst out laughing. Mr. Cohen left through another door. With his
cock  still buried fully inside me, where I could feel it throbbing away, Jomo
started  to massage my lower back with his strong bony fingers talking
soothingly as he  did so.
"Good  boy you've done really well. When your ring tightens up a little more
around my  cock I'm going to give you another good fucking. That's what you
want isn't  it?"
"Oh  yes," I sighed, "all day and every day."
Jomo  chuckled softly and continued his massage, by now he'd reached my
shoulders and  I could feel his body heat as he hovered just above me. His
massaging of my  shoulders and upper arms took all the ache away. I closed my eyes
just as Jomo  started to move his cock, he raised himself back up and held my
hips. He pulled  his cock back until only his knob remained inside me, then he
slowly sank back  in, all the time massaging my ample arse cheeks. When he'd
established a slow  languorous rhythm I almost drifted off, it was so different
from Mr. Cohen's  forceful fuck. I was that far gone I didn't hear the door
open, so my eyes  snapped open when someone spoke.
"Think you can take this boy?"
It  was Marcel; he stood naked in front of me holding his long stiff cock. I
looked  him up and down admiring his compact hard, toffee coloured body, which
was the  same colour all over. His muscle development was more than Jomo's
and he had  well defined stomach muscles, a six-pack as it's called nowadays.
Apart from his  cropped head the only other body hair he had was a small tuft in
each armpit and  a cropped and shaped rectangle of ginger pubes above his
cock. His hairless ball  sac was tight and held a big pair of balls. His cock was
9 inches long, and just  thicker than Jomo's, but his knob was a revelation.
It was half covered by his  foreskin, so I reached out and pushed the foreskin
gently back to expose it in  all its glory. Deep pink and round, at its
widest point it was almost half as  thick around again as his shaft, and it had the
biggest cock-slit I'd ever seen.  I was still holding his shaft so I
squeezed; a large pearl of precum oozed from  his cock-slit and I leant in and licked
it off.
"I  take it that you want to suck my big cock then boy? And then eat my  cum?"

"Oh  yes Marcel, I want to suck your big cock until it feeds me your cum,
please let  me suck on it. But I just can't believe how big your knob is. I'm
really going  to struggle to get it into my little mouth, but I want it so  bad."

I'd  guessed he wanted me to beg for his huge cock. Marcel leered down at me
and  grabbed his balls.
"Don't worry about getting into your mouth boy, just wait until it forces
its way into your little bum-hole, but for now start sucking, I've got two days
 cum in these for you."
Leaning forwards I opened my mouth wide and took the massive knob into my
mouth, no way would I be able to get Marcel's massive knob down my throat so I
began to lick and suck on it instead. Precum started flowing immediately and I
 loved its taste as it trickled down my throat causing me to swallow. I even
veed  my tongue and managed to get the tip into Marcel's large cock-slit. As
soon as  Jomo heard me slurping on Marcel's cock he grabbed my hips and speeded
up his  stroke. Within minutes, as I continued to lick and suck Marcel's big
knob,  Jomo's cock was leaving my hole on every stroke and every time Jomo
pushed it  back in through my tightened sphincter I gave a groan of sheer
pleasure. My own  cock was stiffening again from the pleasure I was getting from Jomo'
s fucking,  and from the taste of Marcel's cock. Marcel must have been really
sexed up; he  grabbed my head to hold it steady and growled.
"Get  ready boy I'm going to shoot, I'm going to fill your mouth to
overflowing with  my hot, thick, mancum!"
I  started to swallow in preparation and Jomo held tighter onto my hips as he
 speeded up his fucking, but now keeping his cock inside my arse chute. Once
again the three of us were sweating heavily and our breathing was getting
ragged. Marcel thrust his hips forwards so that another inch of his cock entered
 my aching mouth. He threw his head back and cried out.
"Here  it cums boy, eat my hot mancum!"
The  hot licks of his mancum hit the back of my mouth with force and,
although I was  swallowing as quickly as I could, I could feel my mouth filling up
with Marcel's  copious spunk. The massive knob was filling my mouth, making it
difficult to  swallow Marcel's cum as it shot into my mouth. He shot seven
times and I just  managed to eat it all without losing any, I think he'd cum even
more than I did  at my best. I was going light-headed from all the sex, and
cum was fast becoming  my favourite food, I couldn't get enough. Marcel still
held my head in his  hands.
"Now  clean my cock and keep me hard, as soon as Jomo's filled you up with
his mancum  I'm going to fill you up with my second load."
I  shivered in anticipation of that massive knob breaking through my  ring.
End of part 8. If you have any constructive criticism, or anything  you wish
to share with me, contact me at _INSILVA92@aol.com_ (mailto:INSILVA92@aol.com)
 Love Paul.
Copyright 2006