Date: Sun, 29 Jan 2012 17:30:17 -0500 (EST) From: Jorge Alvarez Subject: Tournament 12 Mo turned the boy around again, looked at his beautiful dick and swallowed it all up to Miguel's pubes. Miguel moaned, feeling the warmth around his boyhood, and the expert tongue caressing it, playing with his foreskin. Mo resumed his finger-fucking, each time rubbing the boy's G-spot and each time getting him a little bit more under his control. The boy did not try to get away when Mo took his blue shorts and red boxers off him. Truth is Mo managed to do it, keeping the boy's dick in his mouth and his finger up his ass. Mo heard the crowd roaring on one of the fields. Someone must have scored a goal. Perhaps a pretty 13 year old with a nice bulge and an ass to die for, wearing silky soccer shorts and sexy high socks. Just like the one Mo was busy sexing up. Mo took the teenager's balls in his mouth and tongued them cautiously. He started humming. Miguel's knees woobled. The man held him up, one hand on his ass, one at his narrow waist. He alternated sucking, licking and humming mercilessly. Damn he wanted the boy's cum. Tasting him again...Fuck yea. He sucked on Miguel's dick lavisciously, like an experienced whore would, bringing the boy to the edge, and then he fucked his finger deep inside him, rubbing on the gland. The boy gasped, fell over against Mo's face, moaned like a bitch in heat, and in jet after jet of sperm, gave him what he was after. Mo felt the boy contracting on his finger as he was ejaculating and he circled his finger inside the boy to start opening him up, as he was still savoring his warm cum. Miguel did not care anymore about the finger inside him. He cummed in the man's mouth like he never cummed before. Kelly's blow job was good, but nothing like this one. He felt the tongue circling around his dick, licking his head. He wanted to stay like this forever with his dick in the man's warm mouth. Mo could feel that the boy was his now. His eyes were still closed. He quickly pulled his shorts and boxers off with his free hand, retrieved the lube from the shorts pocket and poured a good amount on his big cock. He slowly extracted his finger from the boy's pussy, lubed it up and stuck it back deep inside. He repeated the maneuver several times till the boy was fully lubed up. Mo had thought about how he would take the boy. He had jerked off a few times about it already. He wanted to take him from behind, like a woman. He wanted to be able to go in deep, to own him, and he wanted to be able to hold his dick, to squeeze his balls as he was fucking him. Miguel felt two fingers going inside him. He yelped in protest, but the man kept on forcing. The boy yelled: "Stop. It hella hurts...Please, stop.." "Shut the fuck up, sexy little fuck". Mo answered as he stopped sucking the kid. "Nobody can hear you from here." Mo pushed harder inside. The boy yelled. Mo slapped him hard in the face. He wrestled him down on his belly, face down. He looked at the twin globes, so smooth. Damn that boy was sexy with his blue soccer socks still on, those toned legs, that beautiful ass. Mo forcefully spread the boys legs, aligned his cock with Miguel's pussy and pushed it in. The boy yelled again. Mo pushed harder, but the boy was resisting. Mo hit him in the back of the head, and slapped him again when he tried to look over his shoulder. The boy started crying. Mo kept on hitting him hard till he felt the boy's resistance relenting. He softly caressed the boy's cheek, the cheek that was turned upwards. He felt the tears. "You know that's what you want..." He whispered to the boy. "You know you want it. And I'll suck your dick all you want. Open up, baby, open up." Mo pushed and this time, the head sank in. Miguel cried louder, but Mo was too hot to stop. Inch after inch he pushed into the boy, till he felt he could not go deeper. Fuck he was tight. Mo saw the boy's blue shorts on the ground. He thought about Miguel playing an hour ago, wearing these shorts. He pulled out. "Fuck you, pretty boy," he whispered. He pushed back in.