Date: Wed, 22 Apr 2015 13:21:47 -0400
From: jacky-p@hushmail.com
Subject: Recruiter Chapter 2: Meet Miguel

Recruiter Chapter 2: Meet Miguel
By Jack BP (jacky-p@hushmail.com)
Story Codes: Mb, oral, anal


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Without further ado...

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Recruiter
Meet Miguel

Miguel admired his 13 year old body in the mirror. He was blooming into a
sexy young man in his eyes. He lounged in front of the wall-length mirror
in his bedroom. He was naked and his legs were spread. Miguel smiled to
himself as his gaze focused onto his hardened sex. He loved watching his
plump balls bounce as he pulled at his 5-and-a-half inch erection.

But he wasn't thinking about his cock this time. He closed his eyes as his
thoughts turned to last night when his friend, Jose, came over.

Today, Miguel used his memory to compare himself to his friend. Or should
it be lover, now?

Miguel eyed his erection. His penis and scrotum were a lot darker than any
of his other skin, even the darkly tanned areas of his legs, arms, and
chest. With the whiteness of his speedo area, it was only natural for one's
eyes to be drawn to the dark tube of meat between the teen's legs. Miguel
liked that thought.

Jose, on the other hand, had a light cock. It was the same color as the
boy's skin, but Miguel was drawn to it nonetheless. Though Jose was older
by a year, his penis was a good half inch shorter than his friend's. But
the bigger difference to Miguel was that Jose was circumcised. He knew
Jose's family was rich as well as devout, but there was no way Miguel's
family would be able to afford that procedure. And Miguel's family wasn't
poor favella-scum. Hell, Miguel had his own room!

So the thirteen year old was naturally curious when he got his hand around
his friend's toy. Miguel marveled at how much less skin there was to slide
along Jose's shaft. How careful he had to be to shorten his strokes, not
just for Jose's smaller length, but also for his smaller amount of
skin. But other than that, masturbating his friend was a lot like jerking
himself off. The soft thin layer of skin sliding against the hard shaft
beneath. The drips of pre moistening the head. The arched neck. The
tightening legs. The oozing of pearly cream. Jose didn't return the favor,
but it didn't matter.

As he stroked himself in front of his reflection, Miguel imagined he was
looking at Jose performing for him. The splayed legs and tight virgin anus
above young teenaged balls slapping up and down with deliberate pleasureful
strokes. He'd love for his friend to perform for him.

"Do you like that Miguel? You want me to come?" Miguel heard Jose's voice
in his mind's ears.

"Yeah, Baby, cum for me," Miguel knew he spoke out loud to his fantasy. As
he thought back to the slippery, hot cream that oozed out of Jose's cock
onto his hand, Miguel felt that wonderful feeling build before the
explosion.

Like he usually did, when he came, Miguel pulled his foreskin up. His semen
filled the cup he created with his skin. In a practiced agility, Miguel
rolled onto his neck as his cock pointed at his face. The bowl of teen
spunk dripped, predictably, and splattered onto the boy's eager
tongue. Miguel imagined it was Jose's seed he was eating, while wondering
how close it tasted to his friend's. If all went well, he'd find out soon.

*   *   *

The next day, Jose wasn't in school. That wasn't like him at all. Even when
he was sick, his parents made him come to class. All morning Miguel was so
distracted with worry. Finally, his exacerbated teacher sent him to the
administrator's office. There they were waiting for him.

Without ceremony or even a call to his parents, Miguel was whisked away to
the police station.

"You sick fuck," spittle sprayed out of the interrogator's mouth as he
leaned towards the terrified boy. Miguel looked so small as he shrunk in on
himself at the officer's verbal assault. His shoulder were hunched, his
head down as if he were trying to make himself invisible.

But it didn't work. With a loud SLAP, Miguel's head twisted around. Did the
officer just hit him? His head filled with buzzing and his vision swam. It
took him a moment to realize the man in front of him was talking again.

"...ing and sodomizing your best friend." Miguel shook his head in
disbelief.

"You'll rot for a long time in..." he was interrupted by the door slamming
open.

Miguel jumped in surprise as the interrogation officer spun around in anger
to view the door. Filling the door was the largest black man Miguel had
ever seen. He groaned in fear. Was this man going to kill him? Who would
object. He was just a faggot.

Instead, the man spoke with a thick accent. "This boy is under my
protection."

The officer recovered quickly and straightened with deliberate
slowness. "And who the hell are you?" he squinted the challenge.

"I'm the ambassador from Manlantia."

The interrogator's lips curled in a snarl of disgust. "So what. He's
Brazilian..."

"Not anymore. I have admitted him into the commonwealth and am inducting
him as a deputy ambassador. He has diplomatic immunity."

*   *   *

"Who are you?" Miguel asked the burly man as they got into the back seat of
the black SUV.

"Like I said," the man smiled at the teen, "I'm the Manlantian
ambassador. You can call me Kwasi." he placed his hand on Miguel's leg.

"And you're making me...?"

"Deputy ambassador. Don't worry about it. It's just a way to get you out of
the country."

"But this is my home," tears started to come to Miguel's eyes as he
realized what was happening.

"Not anymore."

It was too much. Miguel started sobbing. Kwasi slid over to the boy until
he was pressing hip to hip with the kid. He wrapped his arm around Miguel
and let him have his moment.

When the boy had finished, Kwasi turned his face to his. "I know it's a big
change, but this is for the best."

Miguel had composed himself. "So, you're...Do you, you know, like...boys?"

Kwasi looked at the boy and leaned in. Miguel felt the larger man's lips on
his. Miguel let the big black ambassador force his lips apart with his
tongue. He'd always dreamed of something like this. It was hotter than he'd
imagined, but also a lot wetter. And the man tasted a little spicy.

"Does that answer your question?"

Miguel, back to his normal self slyly smiled while licking Kwasi's spit
from his own lips. "Well," he began, "Anyone can kiss..."

"Oh?" Kwasi arched his eyebrows, recognizing the game, "I guess I'll just
have to do more to prove myself, huh?" He lifted the boy's shirt to expose
his carmel colored belly and started to rub the smooth hard thirteen year
old torso, prodding lightly at the boy's belly bitton.

"Unh huh," Miguel was stiff and somewhat dazed at the sensual touches of
the young man sitting next to him in the car. Then Kwasi lowered his head
while pulling down on Miguel's pants.

He eyed the boy's 5.5 inch long, thick tool with it's hooded foreskin
capping the bulbous helmet head. "You have the most beautiful penis I've
ever seen. You're going to be very popular," Kwasi said before taking a
long swipe on the underside of Miguel's cock. He then toyed with the boy's
foreskin, sliping his wet tongue between the extra skin amd the boy's
throbbing dick head. The man swiped around the head a few times, his tongue
still inside the boy's folds.

Miguel hissed at the new pleasures, another first. He clenched the dark
man's head and instintcually pushed the man down to his balls. With a
practiced ease, Kwasi took the young teen into his mouth. He sucked at the
thirteen year old, happy to hear the moans of pleasure undulating out of
the inexperienced, but painfully eager mouth as his driver sped down the
freeway towards the consulate.

It didn't take long, but it usually doesn't for first-timers. The brown
boy's cock twitched in the dark man's mouth as it squirted Miguel's seed
onto the eager tongue. Kwasi loved the taste of ripe boy-jizm. He savored
it and was about to swallow the small but flavorful load until...

"Don't...don't...swallow it," Miguel said between post-orgasmic
breaths. "Come here."

The man, swirling the kid's wad, knew exaclty what he wanted. He leaned
back into the kid and, once again, pressed his own nig lips against the
boy's smaller ones. Miguel knew what he wanted. He eagerly dove his tongue
into the man's mouth, tasting his familiar seed on the man's large
tongue. With a slurp, Miguel sucked his own come into his mouth and
swallowed it all. He smiled.

"That was awesome! Do you want me to return the favor?"

"Not yet, your tired and it's a long trip to Rio, so rest. There will be
plenty of time to show you the ropes later."

Miguel relaxed in the soft chest of his savior.

*   *   *

Miguel was in heaven. In his eager, excited mouth throbbed the biggest cock
he had ever seen. It felt so amazing in his mouth, and tasted amazing,
too. The boy's tongue wagged, desperate to please. The boy loved feeling
Kwasi's dick skin slide over the hardness beneath as the boy toyed and
explored his man for the first time. He could taste the salty slipperiness
of the man's natural lube as it leaked into Miguel's mouth. The teenager
was loving this. His dick was as hard as ever. It certaily helped that the
man kept rubbing the head of the boy's cock, teasing him mercilessly.

Miguel needed more. He wrapped his hands around the big body in front of
him and grasped the man's thick ass. Pulling the man close, he slid the
dark cock deeper. He could feel it filling the back of his throat. It cut
off his air as it slid deeper. He swallowed to help the man's dick go
further. He could feel the man flex and throb. But good things have to
end. His air was depleted so, reluctantly, he let the man pull off.

When only the first few inches of the man was in him, Miguel started to
suck with purpose. The man knew what the boy wanted and decided to help him
along. He guided one of the boy's hands to his large adult crack. He helped
the boy search for his entrance. It didn't take long. Like everything else,
the boy was eager. He shoved his pubescent finger into the man's dark,
well-used hole. Miguel could feel the circular muscle clenching, as if
trying to suck his fingers deeper.

This was what set Kwasi off. Hearing the man's loud, gutteral groan, Miguel
slipped the man's cock out so only the head was engulfed in the teen's wet
mouth. The first blast of hot seed shot directly down the boy's throat. The
second spurted high, hitting the roof of the kid's mouth before splattering
on his tongue. The next few had less pressure and shot the sweet cream
directly onto the boy's tongue. The last few merely oozed around the boys
lips.

Miguel sat back, his eyes closed as he savored his man's gift. That was
much better than swallowing his own loads.

His peaceful respite was interrupted when Kwasi pulled his cock down and
released it to spring up. As it slapped his belly, the man spoke. "Looks
like you need a little attention yourself."

Miguel smiled, licking the leftover cum from his lips. "Yes, please." he
widened his legs and thrust his hips forward to show off his pubescent meat
proudly.

"Great," Kwasi said turning over, "Get me ready."

Miguel stood a little confused as he studied the man who was mentoring him
in Manlantian customs.  At first, when Kwasi burst into the interrogarion
room, Miguel thought the big black bear was all fat. Now that the man was
naked, Miguel could tell the healthy layer of fat covered a massive
strength. The man had all the right curves.

Miguel's erection ached as he gazed at the man bent over in front of
him. The dark crevasse drew Miguel's young eyes to the dark pucker that
winked seductively at the boy. Below the man's anus hung his manly balls,
still massive depite emptying the mouthful of cream down Miguel's throat.

The man wiggled his rump, his scrot swinging in response. Miguel finally
got the hint. He'd read about it and wasn't too sure, but after all Kwasi
had done for him, he felt like he owed the ambassador at least a try. So he
knelt behind the man, his eye never leaving the wrinkled pucker. He leaned
in and closed his eyes. Sticking out his tongue, he first scented the man's
husky, slightly sour waft. Then his tongue made contact. Surprisingly, it
wasn't bad. It tasted a lot like the man's dick, but with something extra
Miguel couldn't put his finger on. It certainly didn't smell like shit to
the boy's relief.

As he started tonguing the surprisingly spongy outer ring of the man's
asshole, Miguel heard Kwasi's loud moan. This encouraged the boy who
started to work his tongue into the mam, tasting his sphincter. He could
feel the man's anal muscles clench agains his oral one. In front of Miguel,
the man was cooing like a baby.

With his tongue quickly tiring and his cock throbbing wetly for attention,
Miguel knew it was time. He stood up, dick leading the way above his
teenaged spunk filled testicles. He lined his dick up, and with the
inexperience of a virgin, thrust as hard as he could past the man's
sphincter. Kwasi bellowed in pain causing the boy to back off in worry.

"No." The man said gruffly. "No. Keep going. Use my ass. I was just a
little surprised."

Miguel didn't need any more encouragement. He let his hormones and
thousands of generations of instict to pump his teen meat into the man's
fat ass. He thought he was in heaven before, but he knew nothing. This was
the life. This is whay he was meant for, he thought as he flooded the man's
anus with his spunk.