Date: Sun, 30 Oct 2022 16:54:00 +0100 From: roby bobby Subject: midnight-express-to-neverland-03 This story contains graphic sexual scenes between males under 18: if material of this nature offends you then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states, the law may have forbidden you from reading this story. Please understand this is a work of FICTION. The actions described in the story are neither real nor encouraged or condoned in real life. It's just fiction, folks. Please be sure to support Nifty and keep it going with your donations at https://donate.nifty.org/ Feedbacks welcome at de182tg@gmail.com. I'm not native English speaker, so please be kind to me! Thank you! *** Midnight Express to Neverland - Part 3 *** The most exciting game in bad weather was the cellar game. It was also the most forbidden of all. We had somehow found a way to get to the cellars in the basement: down there, each tenant had a box made from a wire mesh grating. The railing did not extend to the ceiling, it was therefore possible to climb over it and jump into the cellar: there, we played hide and seek. It was terribly thrilling. It was already not very reassuring in itself to move among unknown objects with an uncertain light, plus there was the fear that someone might arrive and beat our asses or report us to the Police. We had the feeling that we were doing the most forbidden thing on Planet Earth. We also played with the most beautiful things we found in the cellars: toys, old stuff, clothes we used to wear. Of course, once the game ended we no longer remembered from where we got the stuff and threw it somewhere. Sometimes we took away the most beautiful things. From time to time one of the tenant reported that someone had "broken in" but they never caught us, the "Bandits". So we learned in a completely automatic way that everything that is allowed by the grown-up is terribly boring, and that everything that is forbidden is a lot of fun. Including sex! One day we were playing in the basement and I was paired with Tyrone, or Ty for short, the 16 year old black boy who was our boss. As soon as we separated from the other bandits, he led me to the furthest pit, along the longest corridor, where we never ventured. "Come on, Mixy, I know a place where we can have some fun alone." When we reached the last pit, we climbed over the fence and hid behind a kinda of wall of stacked boxes. There, right below a window with frosty glass, there was a mattress covered by a dusty plastic foil. Tyrone removed the plastic and invited me to sit down with him. "I come here with some of the girls when we feel frisky and my house is not free. No one ever comes here, it belongs to an old man now at a retirement house. We are safe here" He said and stretched over the mattress, with his hands crossed behind his head, covered by a huge mass of long dreadlocks. "I even have my stack of porn and some... you know... smoke, for when I want to relax" I looked at his athletic body stretched out on the bed and wondered what he'd look like naked. I blew him and other guys a lot, including my father, but I've never seen more than their crotches and tights. Even Andy, my best friend and regular sex partner, was reluctant to get completely naked with me. It was just... unloading... into my willing mouth more than a sex thing to enjoy on both sides. As if reading my mind, he said, "Want to have some fun, Mixy?" I simply nodded a yes. There was a brief pause and then he took his clothes off. It took only a few seconds and there he was, completely naked in front of me. It'd been a first for me to see a fully naked boy. He had an athletic body, lean and lanky, not rippled but with defined muscles running under the soft, ebony skin, and a strong V-belt heading straight to his crotch and his big, still soft, dick. I was sure my mouth was drooling and my jaw practically on the floor at the sight of this beautiful teen standing naked in front of me. Only for me. I looked at him as I did in school with books with pictures of works of art, like the statue of Donatello somewhere in Old Europe. My eyes weren't big enough to contain all the beauty of him. And grace. And youth. Was I in love with Ty? Was I a faggot, as my father kept saying? I didn't, and still don't, know the answer, I was just enjoying what life was giving me...and they were not lemons! More like bananas! And another first - I was going to take my clothes off in front of someone else. Tyrone watched me as I undressed, my hard cock proudly standing at attention. We were now fully naked, one in front of the other on our knees. He pulled my head to him, put his lips against mine and sort of pried then open with his tongue and suddenly I was having my first French. It lasted for what felt like ten minutes, probably not more than a couple. I rubbed my hands on his muscular back, savoring the feel of his hard muscles and the softness of his smooth skin. After a while he pulled his face away from mine and said, "You're good at that, for a nine years old kid." "Thanks, Ty" I said. "I'm almost ten, anyway..." "Yeah, sure... Almost ten, big big boy!" He smiled and then laid me down on the mattress. He moved south, toward my crotch, and before I could even comprehend what was happening, my dick was welcomed by his meaty lips and soon engulfed by his warm, moist mouth. Now, I've had Andy sucking me, a lot, but it had never felt like this. This was amazing. This was incredible. This was "fucking awesome" as my father often said while fucking my ass. Tyrone was sucking my dick. I was hidden in a basement with a beautiful black teen, and he had my cock in his mouth and he was making magic happen with that mouth. I genuinely could not believe it. I don't remember how long this went on. It seemed like hours but honestly it could only be a few minutes. At one point he took my little dick out of his mouth and said, "Now me". I asked him to stand up, which he did quickly and willingly. I climbed onto the mattress on my knees. I took his cock in one hand and looked at the big purple head for a second and then wrapped my lips around it. By now, I had mastered the art of deepthroating his 8-incher and soon found myself with my pretty nose slammed repeatedly against his shaved crotch as he face-fucked me. With my other hand, I played with his heavy balls, filled with teen cream, or "cum," as he called the sweet and salty reward of my suck-job (I still couldn't understand why you had to call it a blowjob when you were sucking, go figure...). Tyrone pulled his shiny and slimy black cock out of my gripping throat and drooling mouth. "How much do you like my cock," he asked. "I love it," I said, looking straight at his dark eyes. "How much do you like having it in your mouth?" "A lot, I like it a lot especially when you push past my tonsils, down my throat". I felt a wave of heat in my face while saying such dirty words. He nodded. "Wanna it in your ass?" I nodded. I felt my heartbeat jump to warp speed, pounding loud into my hears. I could feel the heat radiating from my abused face. "Stand up and face the window." I stood, then turned away from him. I could hear him get up and standing behind me. He wrapped his arms around my chest, pinning my arms to my side, and kissed my neck, giving me goosebumps. I took a deep, loud breath and then exhaled just as loudly. Tyrone was kissing my neck and my shoulders and I could feel his erection pressing against my back. "Wanna get fucked, Mixy?" I nodded. "Yeah, Ty... but..." "Wanna this big black cock inside you, don't you, Mixy?" "Yeah. But... I..." "How badly?" "A lot, really" I said. "Please put it in me, Ty." He ran his hands up and down my body as he kissed my neck. I'd never wanted anything so much. "I gonna fuck you, Mixy," he whispered into my ear. "Now get on your back and put your legs in the air." He disengaged from me and I turned around. I leaned back into a lying position and lifted my legs above my head, my asshole exposed to the world. From somewhere around there, Tyrone pulled out a small packet of lube, the sight of which really hammered home that I was about to get fucked by the biggest cock I'd ever seen. Tyrone squeezed some lube onto his dick and stroked it for a moment. He walked over to me, his dick pointed at my hole. "I want you to look at me as you feel a cock going into you for the first time," he said, and I immediately opened my eyes. "Ty... I... I must tell you... this... this is not my first time..." "Ohhhh you! Little slut! So, who did take your cherry? Andy?" He sounded more pissed off than angry. "No, not him... someone else... I can't tell! But he was not big like you, Ty... and you are still a first... my first black guy!" "Ok... so you are a little white slut for black cock, uh? Will talk later, now... I just need to fuck that little no-more-virgin ass of yours, Mixy!" We kept our eyes locked as he pushed the head of his dick against my hole and then, slowly, entered me. It felt good at first and then it passed some threshold and a searing, almost unbearable pain shot through me. I bit my lower lip, trying not to scream. "Look at me!" he said. "Look into my eyes, Mixy". I opened my eyes as the pain increased. Not even when my father fucked me for the first time I felt a pain like this. I grunted, loudly, in anguish, and Tyrone said, "It only hurts for a little bit. Your ass is just adjusting to my cock, bigger than the white dicklet who took your cherry, little slut!." He got all the way in me. I could feel his shaved crotch resting against my bums. His large dick hurt like hell. Then he started moving, back and forth. More pain but also a new, pleasurable feeling every time he rubbed against something inside my ass. "Tell me when it starts to feel good, Mixy" he said. He moved his hips backward and forward and I thought I was going to die there and then, impaled on this black teen's big cock. He watched me the whole time. I had difficulty looking at him. Maybe this wasn't going to work. Maybe I was too tight for his big black cock. I thought of leaping off the bed and apologizing and then running home to my father's average sized dick. "Just breathe," he said, and I did. "Slow and deep... and push your ass a little as if you were taking a crap..." I did... And then... He was right. The pain did go away. All I could feel was the...enormous pressure of his huge cock sliding in and out of me, the sense of fullness, the overstretched ass ring... I felt owned, but not violated. I realized I could use my ass muscles as I used my mouth, to control the amount of pleasure my lover could get, and decide when he would come... I had regained power! My own dick, which had shrink from the pain, was now rock hard again, and all I could think about was how hot this black teen was and how much I'd wanted this. I wrapped my legs around his waist and rubbed my hands up and down his smooth chest, pinching his nipples as he asked me to do. He pulled out of me and rolled over, his dick pointing up in the air. The dick that had just been in my aching ass. "Sit on it, Mixy" he ordered. I got up and squatted on his dick, my foot outside his thighs and more or less I impaled myself on his dick. Slowly. Feeling every single inch going into me, stretching me, filling me, until all 8 inches were buried inside my ass. I stopped, enjoying the sense of fullness, and bent forward to kiss my lover. I rode him as he laid on the mattress, his head thrown back and his eyes closed. Occasionally we would kiss but it was awkward, the way I was bouncing up and down. After a while he put his hands under my ass and lifted me. I could feel a breath of cold air flowing into my obviously widely opened asshole. I immediately felt empty and craved for more cock and more Ty fucking my little ass. "Get on all fours," he said. I did, and he fucked me from behind while I stroked my own harder-than-ever cock. He eventually pushed himself forward, slamming into my ass, grunted loudly and stopped. From my experience with my father, I knew he'd just came. I moved forward, off his dick, and laid on my back, jerking myself until the strongest ever dry orgasm hit me. He straddled my face and pushed is softening cock into my welcoming mouth. "Clean it, Mixy, clean it thoroughly and then let's go back home, we need to have a chat...". I slurped his cock clean, enjoying the taste of his cum mixed with my ass juices, and then I laid there, spent, wondering when we could do "it" again. Because there was no "if", just "when". ******* My stories on Nifty: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/little-alex/ - The Mother of all my stories https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/little-alex-friends - A spin-off adventure among Alex's friends https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/incest/little-alex-jenny-and-the-machine - A Bisex variation with a little sister https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/a-romanian-in-paris/ - A dark fantasy packed with young, nasty boys.. https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/the-devil-lives-in-paris/ - Remastered version of A Romanian in Paris, with a different twist https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/i-am-back - An hommage to fellow Author Norfolkandgood https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/midnight-express-to-neverland/ - A story in the suburbs of Chicago, inspired by the novel Christiane F.