Date: Tue, 24 Oct 2000 06:03:21 EDT
From: lesli 99 <lesli99@hotmail.com>
Subject: young times part 9

Young Times Part IX

"My god, and he really fucked you?  How big was he" I had just finished
relating Saturday's experience to Donnie the following day.  He was all
ears.

"Yes, he really did.  He was big."

"Bigger than Stephen?"

"Yes, bigger.  Mostly fatter than Stephen.  At first I didn't think I could
take it, but he loosened me up with his finger first, then he stuck it in."

"Did it hurt?  I'll bet something that big hurt."

"At first" I admitted "but after awhile it didn't hurt at all.  It
felt...like, you know when Stephen fucks you how it hurts at first and then
feels...you know, like really good?"

"Yeah."

"Well, that's the way it felt and after a while I couldn't feel any pain at
all.  And when he came, ohhhhhhh did that ever feel wonderful."

"And he really made you eat him off after he finished?"

"Yeah, and that was good too.  I haven't tasted that before.  I mean, one
time I stuck my finger in my ass and when I took it out it smelled good,
but this was different.  It was, like, the taste of my ass and his cum.  It
really turned me on."

"Oh god, that makes me soooooo hot, just thinking about you getting fucked
while you were sucking the other one.  I'd love to do that."

"Well..really?"

"Yeah.  I've wondered what a black dick would be like, they're supposed to
be so big and all.  I mean, I've watched some of the black boys at school
and I thought, you know, I wondered what it would be like to do them, but
I've never had the nerve to do anything but think about it.  And you did it
with them...both of them, I'll bet it was wonderful."

"Well, you just might get a chance to find out.  If you really want to."

"What do you mean?  Come on.tell me."  He was excited now, I could tell by
the urgency in his voice.

"They said if ever came back there that they would do the same thing to me
again....and..." I drew the sentence out for effect.  It worked, Donnie was
so curious that he couldn't wait for me to finish.

"And, and, and...come on, tell me" he interrupted.

"And they wanted to know if I knew anyone else I could bring along.  They
said they would do the same thing to him."

"And what did you say, come on, tell me."

"I told them I might know another person.  And they said to bring him
along.
  Still interested?"

"God yes!" he exclaimed, the excitement overwhelming him from the tone of
his voice.  And we made plans to do just that, meeting at my house the next
afternoon after school and walking to the park together.  They were there,
but this time they were playing basketball with three other black boys in a
game against five white kids.  Donnie and I walked around the park, waiting
for the game to end.  They saw us but didn't acknowledge it.  By the third
circle of the park the game was over, but some of the white kids were still
there shooting hoops, so we went round again.  This time the court was
empty and I could see the white kids as they made their way out of the
park, but there was no sign of the two black boys.  On a hunch, we went to
the dimly lit restroom.

"Hey white boy" the voice greeted me as we entered.  It was the tall one,
he was standing at the urinal just finishing his pee.  He turned around and
shook his still dripping limp dick in our direction.  "Back for more of the
same?  And is this your faggot friend?"

My eyes were locked on the sight of his soft penis as he waved it at us.
"Back fo some more fuckin?  Wid yo pussy boyfriend."  I was excited by the
tone of his voice, he was so commanding, so much in charge.  My mind
flashed back to the time before, when they made me do them both.  It was
all I could do to manage a coherent response.  I didn't even think about
how Donnie, behind me, was reacting to all this.  I was just hot and cold
and eager and frightened the same time.  So, it would turn out, was he.

"Uh...uh...well, yes" I finally managed to mumble out a feeble response.
My face was flushed, not because it was hot.  Because I was, and try as I
might, I couldn't project anything resembling control.  It was obvious that
he was going to be in control, from the very first minute we stepped in the
restroom, and we were going to be...well, it made me fairly shake with
anticipation at what I imagined they would do to us.  All my confidence in
myself was gone.  I knew that I was going to let them do whatever they
wanted to me, that I was in their hands.  With Stephen and Donnie it was
more of a reciprocal thing, we were both passive and active, always
switching roles.  But these boys were going to dominate us, and we were
going to submit.  I didn't know what Donnie was feeling, but I knew I
wanted them to dominate me, to do things to me that I could only daydream
about for days to come.

"Get yo ass over here, suck my cock boy" It was Clyde, he was standing in
the first stall, and as I obediently walked over to him he pulled his sweat
pants and jock strap down to expose his cock, a black monster hanging down
in front of him, seeming to explode out of his pubic hair on one end, and
the head almost covering his balls.  They peeked out on either side of the
black shaft.  I sunk to my knees in front of him.  He towered over me and I
had to look up to bring my mouth in position.
  The thought that he had put this thing up inside me, even as limp as it
looked now, was incomprehensible.  I must have been stretched to the
bursting with it, and I was surprised that it hadn't torn my ass hole.

"I said suck it bitch" he whispered, and I opened my mouth to comply.  The
head was soft and smooth and nearly creamed my pants from the taste and
feel of it.  They had obviously played basketball for some time and the
smell of his athletic sweat was overpowering and alluring at the same time.
My taste buds were jolted alive by the taste of his dark meat, a completely
different taste from the few white cocks I had sampled.  No, this was no
boy..this was a man, a powerful hulk of a man.  And I was helpless in front
of him, the only thing giving me the slightest bit of courage was how much
I wanted him.  I wanted him to dominate me, to make me do things, to do
things to me.  And to like me at the same time.

I was careful to stretch my jaws wide open, trying to keep my teeth from
scraping his cock head as it slid past them and into my mouth.  My tongue
was pressed flat in the bottom of my mouth, trying to give the massive
shaft more room.  He hardened slowly.

"On ya knees boy, suck my dick" it was the tall one, and from the sound of
it he was in the next stall.  I heard the soft sound of Donnie's knees as
they made contact with the wet floor.  I could imagine what he was doing.
And, even better, I could hear the boy talking to him.  "Dat's it,
ahhhhhhhh, get dat sweet mouth on it.  Suck it."

But I didn't think much more about it as his hands came down to the back of
my head and gently, but firmly forced my mouth forward, straining, over
more and more of his cock shaft.  My mouth and jaws were fully stretched to
what I thought was the breaking point and I didn't know how I would ever be
able to keep my teeth off his shaft.  Remembering how roughly I had been
treated the last time I made that mistake, I concentrated hard on not
letting it happen again.

And then a strange thing happened.  Just as I thought I couldn't go on, my
jaw muscles relaxed and I was able to force my throat to dilate to the
point where I felt the pressure give way and his cock head pushed past the
entrance.  His cock head was in my throat!  God, I would suffocate to death
like this!  And then, as if my life depended on it, and maybe it did, I
took a deep breath thru my nose and it was alright.  Here I was with this
massive cock almost fully inside me.  Another push, then another, and
slowly his cock slid down my throat til I felt his kinky pubic hair on my
lips.  I had taken him all!  The whole massive, rock hard cock was inside
my mouth and throat.

"Damn" he exclaimed, either to his buddy or to himself "bitch done took my
whole cock."  And I had!

"Owwwwwww" the sound came from the next stall "dis bitch suck like woman.
Dammmmmnnnnn."

"Shit" said mine "dis one suck better dan a woman.  Better dan any woman
ever suck my dick."

"Shit, I bet dis one suck better dan dat one."

"Shit, I bet he doan."  They were having an argument over Donnie and my
respective techniques, which I found funny.  But I couldn't laugh, even
when I moved my head back to pull his cock head from my throat he was still
filling my mouth.

"Tell ya what, les' jus' see." and with that a challenge was issued, to see
who, Donnie or me, sucked better.

"Cain stay here" came the reply from the next stall "somebody bound come by
we stay here any longer.  Let's take 'em somewhere we can fuck 'em."

"Yeah" said mine "let's take 'em outta here and fuck dem.  Git up boy" and
he pulled back to extract his cock from my sucking mouth, pulling me to my
feet and pointing me to the door.  The tall one was doing the same thing to
Donnie as I walked past the stall, Donnie just rising from his kneeling
position.  "Gonna get some dat ass."

They led the way out of the restroom and across the basketball court to the
opposite side of the park, Donnie and I following, obediently behind them.
I could tell by the glazed over expression in Donnie's eyes that he was
just as affected by what had gone on so far that he was in the same fog
that I was.  Too sexually gone or too afraid to talk.  They led us to a
car, an old dillapidated Chevy, getting in the front seat and indicating
that Donnie and I should get in the back.  We sat in dark silence as they
sped away from the park, taking us who knows where.  By the sound of their
voices from the front seat they seemed to be arguing over one spot or the
next, rejecting the first because of another car parked there, and the
second because of too much light.  As they debated yet another spot I felt
Donnie's hand slip into mine, and we spent the rest of the ride in silence,
holding hands as our minds ran wild.

I remember us crossing the railroad tracks, the car bumping along the
narrow road, slowing, and finally stopping by the side of it.  I had no
idea of where we were, but it didn't matter, we were in their hands, and I
trusted them to find the right place to continue what we had started in the
bathroom.

"Fine" one of them said - I'm not sure which one it was - and the car
lights went out, dowsing us in total darkness as our eyes strained to
adjust to the darkness.  The doom light came on and stayed on as they both
got out of the car.

"Come on, bitch boys" Clyde instructed thru the open window beside me "come
on get ya fuckin."  The way he said it frightened and excited me at the
same time.  Without a word between us, Donnie and I got out of the car,
both on my side, and I followed Clyde, Donnie behind me, and the tall one
behind Donnie.  I wondered if they were spaced this way to make sure Donnie
and I didn't run away, nothing further from either of our minds.  No, we
were going to follow them, wherever they led us to do to us whatever they
were planning.  Neither Donnie or I had any intention of doing otherwise,
both of us caught up in the curious excitement of what we were doing.  The
trail curved back around til we were at the railroad tracks, I would guess
some 100 yards from the crossing.  The slight embankment up to the tracks
was covered in grass, and Clyde stopped just short of the gravel rail bed,
still in the grass.  There was an old piece of cardboard, an empty
refrigerator carton or something, mashed flat and lying in the grass.
Clyde stood just in front of it, apparently surveying the surroundings as
he finally spoke.

"Getcha clothes off" he demanded, his voice gruff sounding.  The request,
well it was a demand really, had the effect of lightening on me.  I quickly
stripped out of my shoes, shorts and tee shirt as Donnie struggled with the
buttons on his shirt.  Within no time we were completely and utterly naked,
exposed to them.  Clyde was first, then the tall one, stripping off.  From
what I could see in the darkness, both of them were athletic in their
build.  The chill of the night air on my naked skin send shock waves thru
me, and I could feel the goose pimples all over my body.  But it wasn't the
coolness of the night that had me excited.  It was the anticipation of what
I was going to do, what was going to be done to me, that stirred the
feelings.

They made us kneel, side by side, and take their dicks in our mouths.  From
the corner of my eye I could see Donnie, straining to take Clyde's hard
cock as I did the same with mine.
  It was easier for me, I think, because I had taken Clyde in my mouth
before and because the one I had in my mouth was slightly smaller.  They
kept this up for a few minutes before the tall one laid down on the piece
of cardboard and told us to get down on our hands and knees and suck him.
As we got down, Clyde was behind us and pulled us side by side til our nude
bodies were touching.  As first I, then Donnie, licked and sucked the hard
black cock sticking straight up, Clyde was playing with our asses.  At
first he massaged and probed, then I felt his wet finger push inside my
asshole.  From Donnie's sharp breathing I knew Clyde's finger was inside
him too.  I buried my face in the fat balls as Donnie took him in his
mouth.  In no time Donnie was taking half the length inside, the spittle
shining on the black shaft as he worked up and down.  I had one ball in my
mouth now, sucking it in and out as Donnie continued to blow him.  We
worked in silence and syncopation, both enthralled at what we were doing.
The thought passed thru my mind that we were both enjoying being used by
these two, and I wondered if they were enjoying us.

"Awww, fuck" the one in Donnie's mouth moaned "suck my dick.  Suck me
bitches."

Donnie pulled off and pushed the hard cock in my direction.  Taking the
cue, we switched places, Donnie going down on his balls as my open mouth
poised, for a second, over the full wet head.  I didn't hesitate long,
plunging down til half the length was buried in my mouth.  I bobbed up and
down for a few short strokes before finally plunging down until the full
length was inside, his cock head slipping easily into the widening width of
my throat.  Clyde's finger was pistoning in and out of my gaping hole and I
knew Donnie was getting the same finger fucking as I was.

Donnie let out a low moan now, half of it muffled by the fact that his face
was in the black hairy balls.

"Bitch like it" the tall one said, raising his head slightly to take in the
sight of the two white boys giving so much attention to him down there.

"Bitch tight" Clyde replied "gonna get some white bitch pussy."  And with
that he came up closer to Donnie, pulling his hot cock up to Donnie's hole.
Donnie let out a yelp as Clyde's cock forced it's way into his tight ass.
I kept up the blow job, curious.  I looked over at Donnie and saw the tight
look on his face which indicated pain.  I felt sorry and glad for him at
the same time as I knew he would soon feel the pleasure that the big black
cock would give him.  Sure enough, within a few seconds the look of pain
turned to one of lust as Clyde continued to pound into his ass.  His eyes
met mine, and I could tell from the glazed over expression that he had
passed from pain to passion.  My mouth was full to the brim with cock or I
would have smiled at him.

This went on for a few minutes before it was my turn, Clyde pulling out of
Donnie and shoving his shit stained cock up my ass.  The abruptness of it
caused me to cry out in pain, and I took my mouth off the cock and let
Donnie replace it with his.  I had never been entered so abruptly, and it
took a full minute of pain before I involuntarily loosened up to his
onslaught.  During that minute tears welled in my eyes and I thought I was
going to pass out.  It was from excitement, I would learn later, and the
first painful moment was followed by a gradual relaxation and then pure
passion as the massive cock slid in and out of my loosened hole.  I was on
fire now thinking about nothing but how much I enjoyed having him fuck me.
I pushed back to meet his every thrust, the membranes of my anal cavity
clinging to his cock.  I was ready for his cum as he emptied himself inside
me, spurt after spurt filling my insides with his thick, warm juice.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh" he moaned as he continued to shoot inside me, filling me
completely with his manhood and man juice.

"OOOOOOOOOO" I moaned, signalling to him that he was doing as much for me
as I was doing for him.

Clyde pulled out of me and offered his slimy cock to Donnie who gobbled it
down, eating off the remnants of our coupling.  I went down on the tall one
again, taking his spit slickened cock deep in my throat.  As Donnie cleaned
Clyde, the tall one shot gob after gob in my mouth.  It ran out, around my
lips, and coated his shaft with the strong smelling liquid, and I
deepthroated him to clean it all off into my mouth.

He pulled my head off his still hard cock and Clyde pushed Donnie til he
was standing, his feet to either side of the tall one.  He pulled Donnie
into a squatting position hovering above the head.  Then he pushed down and
Donnie sank to his knees with the cock disappearing up his hole.

"Ahhhh" Donnie moaned as the shaft disapeared, inch by inch, quickly up
him.

"Awwwwhhhhhhhhh" the black boy groaned "take it bitch, take all of it in
dat tight white hole."

"Fuck dat white bitch" Clyde encouraged.

I lost sight of the action as Clyde turned me on my back and, straddling my
chest, laid the wet head of his cock on my lips.  My tongue sprang into
action, caressing the underneath side of his cock before taking it between
my lips.  I was surprised as he hardened quickly.  I could hear the sound
of sex to my right as Donnie rode up and down on the now stiff cock.  The
one I had just softened with my blow job.

I bent to my task, my right hand firmly grasping his shaft as my lips and
tongue did a dance of love on his engorged cock head. I concentrated my
oral attention on the head, my lower lip and tongue licking the underneath.
Tightening the 'O' formed by my stretched lips, I exerted more and more
pressure and friction on him there, as my left hand wandered out to cup, or
at least try to cup, his massive black balls.

They both lasted longer this, second, time, but eventually their resistance
gave way to climaxes, from the sound of it, Donnie getting a load in his
ass before I got Clyde off in my mouth.  Laying on my back like that I
couldn't swallow it all without an involuntary reaction to so much liquid
in my mouth, and I ended up coughing out some of the slimey white goo.  I
recovered quickly and set to work licking it off his cock and getting most
of it in my mouth.  What I missed ran down both cheeks, past my ears, and
dripped off onto the dirty cardboard that had served us so adequately.

When they finished this time it was over, and the mood changed from one of
passion back to one of disregard for Donnie and I as sex objects and that
superior, cocky attitude they had displayed in the restroom.  They were
both back in their clothes before I could recover myself.

"We catch you two bitches in dat bathroom agin and you gonna get da same
thing.  Understand?"  The voice was gruff and threatening.  But somehow,
now that I had been thru this twice with them, I wasn't threatened.

"Yes" I replied.

"Good, cause me an Clyde tear yo ass up we find you agin.  Either one of
ya.
  Now git ya ass home fo I change my mind."

"You're going to give us a ride, aren't you?" it was the first complete
sentence I had heard from Donnie since this began.

"Faggot, what you be askin dat fo?  Ain gonna have no faggot smellin up my
car an shit.  Ain't gonna let nobody see me hauling around some white
faggot bitches.  You go back up dat road, bout a mile an you be by da
park."  And with that bit of wisdom, they left back down the trail, leaving
Donnie and I to collect our clothes and get dressed.


To be continued

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