Date: Fri, 09 Oct 2015 07:40:38 -0400 From: bistud_77@hushmail.com Subject: High School Service Boy Part 11 (authoritarian, high school) High School Service Boy Part 11 (authoritarian, high school) By bistud77 Disclaimer: This story is totally fictional. Any resemblance to any persons alive or dead is completely coincidental. This contains sexually explicit fantasies about domination and submission and teen sex. If this type of story offends you, please do not read it. --- Joe's commanding voice is above me, "Take the blindfold off faggot and look at what you are licking." I am on my knees in the back of Bus 49, and Devon, a tall black basketball player is sitting in front of me with his sweatpants around his ankles. As my eyes focus, I see his cock his huge and throbbing. I smell the sweat in his crotch and his musky jock smells. This is a real stud. I glance from side to side and see for the first time at least a dozen kids gathered around watching up close, and more kids looking over their shoulders. Devon has paid Joe for me to lick his nuts 20 times and then suck him off. One of the other boys came up with the $6 so everyone could watch me eat out Devon's black ass for 6 minutes, as long as I did it without the blindfold on. Devon has a smirk on his face, a black version of Jeff Bentley's smirk. Must be that whole basketball team. He says, "OK faggot, get licking on my nut sack, then you can do my black hole." My cock gets even harder in my pants. I realize I am so turned on I could cum. No one needs to push my head this time, I can see with my eyes what to do. The boys around me wait and watch. Some of them look really impressed with how hung Devon is. I lean forward and feel my mouth water. I focus on his ball sack, I see the kinky black hairs here and there, but mostly I see the majesty of his dark wrinkled scrotum and heavy nuts. I reach out to lift his nuts up and lean forward further. I flatten my tongue, stick it out and start way down at the base of his balls, where they disappear into his black crack. I can taste him now and I like the taste. His ball hair scratches at my pink tongue. My mouth waters. I make my way all the way up to the top, at the base of his tremendous black cock. I wonder how I am going to get that in my mouth. The other guys must be jealous right now. Either of him or maybe some of them of me. Devon says, "That's one white boy. Keep goin'" And so I keep licking is nuts in long wet strokes. Tasting him as much as I can. Working my tongue around the sides of his balls where the sweat collects. Getting into every crevice and across every black wrinkle. I am his ball boy. For this moment, he is my black master. I wish I could service him forever. And the thought of getting my tongue into his ass hole starts to make my dick leak like mad. I imagine I must be creating a wet spot in the front of my jeans, but I am not sure and I am not stopping to look. >From time to time I notice the other kids watching or hear them laughing at me. I kind of like the idea they are seeing me do this. Something about that thrills me. I am serving my first black stud and there are dozens of other white kids watching. I see one seventh grade boy rubbing his dick through his pants while he watches closely. Soon I have given Devon his 20 licks and it is time to spend 6 minutes licking his ass hole. Of course, I now know that the time won't start until my tongue is actually pressed past his black anal ring and his penetrated into his steaming hot rectum. Devon gets up on his hands and knees with his big black ass up in the air, cheeks spread wide and dark hole winking for everyone to see. The kids start shrieking with laughter as they know I am going to stick my tongue in there. My eyes have glazed over, I am so horny I am high. My breathing gets shallow as I move forward and rest my small white hands on his big black ass cheeks. Slowly I lick his ass, right up his crack and over his hole, all along his left ass cheek and then his right ass cheek. Down to the where his balls come up to meet his ass, up his crack again and all the way to the small of his back. I return to the area around his hole, swirling my tongue around the entrance, licking all the dark brown area that shines back at me. I can see in the center of his pucker some pink skin. I can't wait to plunge my tongue in, but I don't want to the 6 minutes to start too quickly. I enjoy myself first. Soon I hear Devon, "Get your fucking tongue inside me, you can't put it off forever faggot." He thinks I was putting it off, but really I was enjoying his ass. I could do this forever. I am so high right now I can't believe it. This is the ultimate humiliation. I am licking a black jock's ass hole while all the kids in my neighborhood watch and laugh at me. It is perfect. What the fuck have I become? In one hard push, I shove my pointed tongue past his outer black ass ring and into the depths of his anal cavity. I am inside at least an inch, maybe more. I hear Devon yell, "Fuck yeah, it's inside man!" Joe's voice floats by my awareness, "Six minutes starts now. Make the customer happy faggot." I immediately start tongue fucking his sexy black hole. Punching my tongue inside with energy, letting my drool cover his crack, and slipping it back out with a flutter and finally running its pointed tip around the rim before plunging it back inside to taste something deep in his rectum. Soon I feel my tongue getting too tired to keep it up that way. So next I simply push my tongue in as deep as I can, pulling his hole open wider with my fingers, and then holding my tongue in there, my nose pressed hard against his crack, my lips pulled back. It must look obscene, but right now, it is the what I need to be doing. I glance to the side and see a girl peering over my shoulder just a foot away, she sees my thumbs spreading him to get in deeper. She seems a bit shocked, but at least for a moment, she can't look away. I am such a fucking faggot. Then I start wiggling my tongue just enough so he will be able to feel it. He will know I am working to provide him pleasure. I return to licking him around the entrance, slathering my spit all over his tight twist. I feel him close up then slowly open a bit to allow for more penetration. No doubt he likes my pink tongue being on the inside. I hear Joe's voice float over my consciousness, "Two more minutes faggot, you better fucking make him happy." I briefly wonder if this is real or a dream. But it is real, the taste and smells are vivid. The feeling of his kinky anal hairs against my soft cheek are the kind of details that don't happen in my dreams. This is real and it is perfect. I am the perfect ass licker. And soon I will get to prove that I am the perfect suck boy. My tongue is tired, but I press it back inside anyway, and I am able to pull him apart the furthest yet and get my tongue to the deepest point yet. I lick the walls of his inner ass and feel my cum shoot hard out of my own cock and into my pants. Fuck, it is going to be a mess. I keep licking until I hear Joe yell, "Time's up. Get your tongue out of there." There is some cheering and name calling. But I can't focus on that, instead, I focus on his cock as Devon turns over and presents me with his black monster. It is oozing cum, clearly the ass licking made him happy and very horny. I hope he will cum fast. As I look at it, it seems to me that I will only get his plum sized head into my mouth, not much else. As I stare at his perfect male meat, it's flaring red tip glistening in the sunlight, I hear his voice urging me, "Come on faggot, suck me off man!" This is what I want. I want his cock to split my throat open. But I have no idea how I am going to get that fat thing past my teeth, let alone down my throat. But I am going to fucking give it my best shot. I stretch my mouth as wide as I can and holding his dark black shaft in my left hand, I bring the bulbous head to my tongue and wrap my lips around it. I taste the cum as it oozes out of his piss slit. My head is still swimming. I slide the fat head further back on my tongue, willing it to reach the entrance of my throat. I worry that my teeth will touch his shaft, but I manage to get my lips stretched over my teeth. I know I look like a cock hungry faggot with a big black cock stuffed in my mouth. But what the fuck? I am a cock hungry faggot! Right now I don't care if the whole world watches; I am going to suck this black cock until he spews out his ball juice. I bob my head a bit, letting an inch or two slide back and forth. I move my tired tongue to provide additional stimulation just on the underside of his big cock head. I am doing everything I can think of to please him. I massage his balls with my right hand. I feel him shift a bit and spread his knees, kind of an invitation to put my hand lower, and tease his wet anal opening. Soon I have a finger up his ass and my head is going up and down and up and down. His cock works its way to the back of my throat, but of course I just have about 1/3 of his meat past my lips. I hear someone say, "If he will suck off a black cock, he will suck off anyone man." It's true. I will suck off anyone. And right now, I have the hottest cock I can imagine as far back in my throat as I can get it. My finger is deep inside his ass, wiggling around. I want to give him as much pleasure as I can. But I sense Devon isn't satisfied, and soon I feel his giant black hands on my head, he holds me head still and starts thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth. As it goes into the back of my throat, I need to fight the urge to puke. I can't puke in front of everyone. I need to prove I can do this, and that I am good at it. The face fucking seems to go on forever. I feel I am about to lose consciousness when the bus comes to a stop. I hear Devon yell up to the bus driver, "Hold on man, this is my stop, give me one minute!" And then he slams his cock harder, I can't breathe. He beast swells even bigger and he starts to pump buckets of black ball juice into my mouth while grunting and calling me a faggot. Holy fuck, he times it to last as long as possible. When I look up, my face is dripping in cum, my crotch has a huge wet spot from where I shot off, and I see Devon pulling up his sweats. "Good job faggot, I may use you again." A minute later most of the other kids get off. It seems a bunch didn't get off at their usual stop so they could see Devon get off in my mouth. No new customer replaces Devon. One more quick stop and me and Joe are the only two on the bus. Joe leans down to my ear and says, "One more black cock you gotta suck off now. Mr Jackson. Do whatever he says." And with that, Joe gets up, swaggers up the aisle of the bus, and hops off. I look up and see Mr. Jackson, the black bus driver, with a shit eating grin on his face, looking back at me through his rear view mirror. Mr Jackson is maybe 30 or 35 years old, a former football player, six and a half feet of solid black muscle. I feel the bus pull forward and Mr Jackson calls back, "Stay back there, I will be there in a few minutes." The bus rolls forward, makes an unscheduled turn and soon is pulling onto an unpaved utility access road. The bus stops under some trees and is put into park. I see Mr Jackson stand up tall and start walking back to me. I remember Joe's orders, "Do whatever he says." End part 11. E-mails with comments and suggestions are welcome to bistud_77@hushmail.com. One day this site will be gone if we don't support it. There is nothing else nearly as good for fantasies and you know it. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html