Date: Thu, 23 May 2002 12:07:53 +0000
From: Moore
Subject: Blackmale (Part 18) (HS, T/T, INTERR, ORAL)

BLACKMALE (PART 18) (HS, T/T, INTERR, ORAL)
BY: MOORE

Chapter 18

DALEY HIGH SCHOOL won the coin toss and elected to receive.  Coach
Stan Johnson gave his players their final instructions before they
headed out to the field and he headed to his place on the bench
next to Terry Stein.  Terry was Coach Johnson's student teacher....
and former cocksucker.  Now 21, Terry no longer sucked Stan's dick.
He was too old.

They met at a boy's day camp when Terry was eleven, the summer
Terry's step-brother, Tony, introduced him to cocksucking. Terry
was a willing young student that summer.  Convinced that he was
unable to cum without a cock in his mouth, Terry eagerly sucked
every dick and swallowed every load of cum he could; Tony, Tony's
friends, Frank and Bill, Johnson, his camp counselor Mark, and one
hundred fellow campers..... all before the first week of camp was
over.  He'd even allowed Frank and Bill to dress him up like a
girl; nail polish on his fingers and toes, lipstick, eye makeup,
ribbons in his hair, and take him to a public pool on weekends.
At only two bucks a blow job, he sucked a lot of dick in the boys
bathroom.

Terry had happily cocksucked his way through several schools and
summer camps and was looking forward to sucking French and German
cocks on his graduation trip to Europe this summer.

Stan Johnson was the camp's sports director that summer and he
took an instant liking to Terry.  Stan was fond of boys. He liked
his boys young and he liked his boys naked.  He'd spent his early
years at the Church of Man, his father's thinly disguised and
hugely profitable boy brothel.  Unlike other children born to
wealth, Stan was raised with a cock instead of a silver spoon in
his mouth. Rather than fine aged wines in delicate crystal glasses,
thick fresh sperm spurting from hot hard dicks teased his palate.

Stan grew up believing that only older men, like his father and
other church members, covered their bodies..... boys were supposed
to be naked. He also believed his father's teachings that a boy's
mouth and asshole, his mouth and asshole, were designed to pleasure
a man's cock.  The Church of Man was raided and shut down when Stan
was eighteen. Only then did he learn the truth; his father had
trained him, used him, sold his services as a boy prostitute..... a
faggot, cum loving, cocksucking slut, and he vowed to get even.
Stan became a teacher to educate young boys about gay sex and to
turn as many as he could into fags.

REGGIE TOOK THE opening kick-off on his thirty yard line and with
strong blocks from his fellow co-captains, Bull and Digger, he ran
it back for a touchdown.  The team was on its way to keeping the
winning streak alive and the post game victory blow job from the
team's new mascots.  The white boys from Shaker Heights were no
match for the inner city blacks from Daley.  At the half, Daley
was leading 34 to 0.  Before going into the locker room, Reggie
retrieved two sealed envelopes which he gave to a cheerleader with
instructions for delivery.  Two unsuspecting boys were about to
receive invitations to the team's post game victory party. A party
scheduled to take place in each boy's mouth.

Allan Fireside and Cole Sumner sat quietly as classmates and fans,
cheering wildly for the victorious Daley football team, filed out
of the stands.  The final score was Daley 69, Shaker Heights 0.
The winning streak continued.  The post game victory party was on.
The guests of honor had been invited.

"What are we going to do?" Allan said for the umpteenth time since
he and Cole had received the sealed envelopes. Cole sighed and took
another look at the party invitation in his lap. Staring up at him
was a glossy color photo of himself jerking off..... with Allan's
cock in his mouth.  Allan's invitation was just as bad. A clear
picture of Allan with his lips just closing around the purple head
of Cole's spurting prick.
  
"Do," Cole said. "We're going to the bookstore like the invitation
says to do. We gotta find out who took these pictures and why. They
must want something."

"We're two kids.  OK, two fags," Allan added as he looked at the
picture of Cole's dick spurting cum into his mouth. "What could
they want from us?  Money?  Blackmail!  That's it!  They probably
want money, but how much?  I don't have any money."

"If you're right, if it is blackmail and it's money they want,
whatever they want, we'll have to do it somehow or....."

"Or what?"

"Or be prepared to face our parents, all our friends, shit, the
entire school, when copies of these pictures start showin' up all
over.  If it's blackmail, Allan, and we don't cooperate, the whole
world's gonna know that you and me are faggot cocksuckers."

THE DALEY FOOTBALL team, twenty five big, strong, very horny black
guys, was celebrating today's victory in the spacious party room
at Jake's adult book store. Jake's brother, Reggie, was pacing
nervously around the room.  He had promised the team post game blow
jobs from the new mascots, a couple of fags Jake had discovered.
"Relax, it's not time yet," Jake told him.  "I know my gay boys,
they'll be here on time."

Jake Dickman knew his business, the procurement and entertainment
business.  Jake procured teenage boys for the entertainment of his
adult, male adult, clientele.  The bookstore made money selling
hetero, gay and lesbian books, tapes, magazines and assorted sex
toys and devices.  The big money was made in the well appointed
lounges and glory holes located in the back of the shop.  Jake had
invested a large amount of money in state of the art audio and
video systems.  Well concealed lo-light video cameras with
utra-sensitive mikes throughout and a computerized system to manage
it all allowed Jake to see and hear and tape everything that was
happening in his shop.

Almost at a glance, Jake could sense the hidden desires within a
teenage boy.  Like the two white boys they were waiting for this
afternoon, Cole Sumner and Allan Fireside.  Jake had brought them
together and secretly taped them engaged in what polite society
referred to as unnatural acts between members of the same sex.
The boys didn't know it yet, but very soon they were going to
volunteer, blackmail is such an ugly word, to serve as mascots
for the football team.  Richard, the former mascot, had served
the team and Jake well.

Jake had Reggie to thank for Richard. He'd come into the shop
to pick up a collar explaining how the mascot needed a reminder
that he belonged to the team.  Jake knew all about Reggie's team
mascot.  Reggie used Jake's back rooms when the mascot was going
to service the entire team.... like on Saturday afternoons, after
the team won a big game.

Richard, naked except for his collar, was led uncomplaining into
glory hole #2 and immediately dropped to his knees.  He proceeded
to suck each football player cock that came through the hole.  A
number of Jake's regular customers came in, saw the action, slapped
a twenty on the counter, and made good use of the talented mouth
too.  Behind the counter, Jake plugged in his earpiece and watched
through the video monitor as Richard eagerly sucked cock after cock
and swallowed load after load.  He listened to Richard moaning in
pleasure as each hard dick was rammed into his sucking mouth.  He
listened to Richard gulping and gurgling as cock after cock creamed
his mouth and face.

Jake was not surprised when Richard came back to the store later
that evening.... wearing the collar.  The cum covered cocksucking
kid from the afternoon smiled and said thank you when Jake told him
he could use #2 again. It was not a particularly busy night, but
Jake directed a dozen paying customers to the cock hungry teenager
in #2.

From time to time during the evening Jake switched on his monitor
to watch Richard at work.  Face pressed hard up against the plywood
panel, the kid worked hard to get every inch of dickmeat he could
deep into his mouth.  Richard used the time between customers to
lick up whatever cum had escaped from his mouth, pooled on the
floor or dripping down the glory hole walls.

Jake locked up after the last customer, dimmed the lights and
walked back to the now open door to #2. Richard, still on his knees,
was busily using his tongue to capture the cum from around his mouth.
The last guy had hosed Richard's face with an enormous load of thick,
creamy, pungent spunk.  Jake led Richard to the bathroom to wash his
cum encrusted face and body and take a leak before leaving.  Richard,
unwashed, came out of the bathroom holding three shit stained, cum
filled condoms. Richard was sucking on one of the discarded scumbags
as Jake let him out the back door.

COLE AND ALLAN arrived at the bookstore on time, just as Jake had
predicted.  They were surprised to find the store empty and even
more surprised when Reggie Dickman greeted them with a big smile on
his face.  "I see you got your invitations. Welcome to the party."

"Yyyyy, you sssssent, bbbbut how," Cole sputtered.

"You boys know Jake, my brother.  He owns the place and made the
invites too.  Did you like your pictures?  Maybe you'd like to see
some others. No?  Well it doesn't matter.  You're both here and the
party is about to begin."

Allan looked around the empty store and said. "Wwww, where's the
pppparty?"

No longer smiling, Reggie said. "In your mouth, cocksucker. The
party is in your faggot cocksucking mouth and your fag friend's
mouth too.  You boys have volunteered to be the mascots of the
Daley football team, congratulations."  Cole was speechless. Allan
was green.  "If you don't want to volunteer," Reggie continued,
"I can arrange to have your photos circulated around school on
Monday and I'm sure your folks will love a framed copy to hang on
the living room wall. My son, the cocksucker. They'll be so proud."

Digger opened the door to the party room and called out. "The guys
are getting a little wild from watching the tape, Reggie.  Are the
new mascots here yet?"

From inside the party room, above the sound of laughter, Cole heard
his own voice:

      Don't even say it.  If it got around school that
      we're gay, that we're cocksuckers....

Allan's ears perked up when he heard his voice:

      Not gonna happen.  Who's gonna tell?  Wait I know
      you're gonna stand up in the school auditorium and
      say I'm gay.  No, better yet, you'll get on your
      knees in the locker room in front of ah, in front
      of the black guys on the football team and announce,
      hey guys look at me I'm gay. I suck dick.  The
      cocksucker is here.  Who wants a blow job?

Cole's voice again:

     Photographs, I'll hand out photos of myself naked,
     on my knees, with your cock in my mouth, Allan.
     The whole school will know that Cole Sumner is
     a cocksucker. Stand over by that mirror Allan.
     Let me see what I look like with your dick in my
     mouth.

     I am a cocksucker, a naked cocksucker.  Naked, on
     my knees, ready to suck.  Please let me suck your
     cock Allan.  Please cum in my mouth.

"Go back inside. It'll be just a minute," Reggie said to Digger.
Turning to Cole and Allan, he said.  "What's it gonna be boys?
Decide."

"What are we going to do?" Allan whispered to Cole when Reggie
backed away to give the boys a moment to decide.

Cole took a minute before answering, to look through the pile of
photos Reggie had left on the counter; the sound of his own voice
saying, 'I am a cocksucker..... please cum in my mouth,' echoing
in his brain. "Allan, my fine faggot friend, we are going to do
whatever Reggie wants us to do."

NAKED, EXCEPT FOR tiny thongs, Allan and Cole waited nervously as
Jake tightened the last one-way screw into each of their leather
collars. "Get used to 'em boys," Jake said, You'll be wearin'em for
a long time.  Steel threads inside so you can't cut 'em off and you
need this special tool to open the screws.  Hey, Reggie.  You want
the small tags or the big ones?  Big it is then."  Jake showed the
boys the one inch round metal tags stamped, PROPERTY OF DALEY
FOOTBALL, and clipped them onto the collars. "Don't lose these,"
Jake warned, "They cost ten bucks each."

Reggie approached the boys and inspected Jake's work.  "Get on your
knees and listen up.  Before I introduce you to the team, let's get
a few things straight. First off, I own you.  Both of you belong to
me.  You are my fags, my property and don't forget it. Do I make
myself clear?" Cole and Allan nodded and Reggie continued. "Second,
no more jockey shorts or boxers, wear a thong under your clothes.
A different color every day. You can buy them from Jake later, when
you pay him for the collars."

Cole raised his hand.  "Uh, Reggie? I don't have any money."

"Sort it out with Jake," Reggie said sharply, "I'm sure he's got
something you can do to earn the money.  Where was I?  Oh, yeah.
Lose the pubic hair, shave it off.  The hair under your arms and
on your arms and legs too. I want you both hairless, fairy boy
smooth, when you report to the team's cafeteria table on Monday
morning."

"When we strip for gym, how're we going to explain no hair and
this thong underwear?  All the boys, our friends, they'll think
we're queer. Can't we wear a jock strap, Reggie, like the other
boys, please?"  Allan was close to tears.

"But you're not like the other boys!" Reggie roared.  "You're fags!
Cocksuckers! Dicklickers! Cumeaters!  Enough of this shit. The team
is waiting.  Crawl after me."

"GENTLEMEN!  ALLOW ME to present the Daley football team's mascots.
You've all seen their terrific video, now here they are in person."
Cole and Allan, all but naked in their tiny thongs, trembled with
fear as twenty five big, black and very horny athletes cheered
their captain's words.  "You all know the rules...." "There are no
rules," someone shouted back.  Reggie laughed, but reminded the
team about using the mascots when outsiders were present. "Nobody,
except for Coach Johnson, gets to see them with a player's dick in
their mouth or ass."

Cole flinched and whispered in Allan's ear, "Didya hear what he
said?  A dick in our ass. Oh god, we're gonna get fucked too.
They're all gonna fuck us up the ass.  Jeez, there's twenty five
of them and only two of us. We'll probably have to suck and get
fucked at the same time."

Allan whispered back, "You said you wanted to be a pussy boy, this
morning, after you fucked me. Looks like your wish is gonna come
true, in spades."

"Let's have a show," Bull shouted, "Make 'em put on a show for us
Reggie.  Like in the video."  Bull was stalling for time, trying
to figure out a way to leave, so he didn't have to be unfaithful
to the precious sole waiting for him at home.  His beautiful dark
eyed lover, freshly bathed and sweet smelling, was waiting for him
at home wearing nothing but a tiny thong, just like the ones that
Allan and Cole were wearing.

LAST YEAR, WHEN Richard was the team's mascot, Bull would have been
happily ramming his big dick into the cocksucker's mouth and loving
every minute.  This year was different. This year Bull had an angel
living with him, sharing his bed, making him feel like a real man.
A waif like creature with tiny hands and feet, and little pink
nipples that grew stiff when he licked them, and smooth, shapely
legs that hugged his waist and trembled with delight when they made
love.

Bull was so ugly that few girls would go out with him. Even the
local hookers, after one look at his twelve inch cock, refused to
take his money and spread their legs.  Richard's abrupt departure
had left Bull in such a bad way that he had secretly cruised a
lakeside park, known as a mecca for gay boys, and found more than
just the blow job he was after. Bull found love. For the first time
in his very hard life, someone showed Bull love and affection and
he discovered how to show love in return.

Bull fell in love with Soong, a petite thirteen year old asian who
lived in the park and sold blow jobs for five dollars. Bull didn't
have five dollars, but he looked so desperate, so forlorn, that
Soong took his hand and led him to a secluded place. Kneeling down,
Soong opened Bull's pants, lowered them along with the jock strap
he wore and, after exclaiming how beautiful it was, kissed the tip
of Bull's twelve inch monster cock.  Bull was in love.  Nobody had
ever called his brutish looking, badly cut cock, beautiful. No one
had ever willingly kissed and licked all around and under his balls
or sucked them into their mouth.  Nobody had ever asked if it was
ok to take off their clothes because they wanted to be naked for
him.  Naked for him while they sucked his cock. Naked for him while
they eagerly swallowed the load of sperm he quickly shot off into
their cocksucking mouth. Nobody that is, except Soong.

Soong had long silky black hair, almond shaped eyes and a sensuous
full mouth with cherry red lips.  The body was lean, undeveloped, no
sign of budding breasts. Smooth too and completely hairless, except
for a silken patch above a tiny pair of balls and a very erect two
inch penis. Starved for love, Bull became so infatuated with Soong,
who tried so hard to please, that he took him home to his one room
basement apartment. Bull had fallen in love.... with a boy.

Lying together face to face in bed, his cock embedded in Soong's
tight ass, Bull didn't care that Soong was a boy..... he kissed
him, tenderly, on the lips.  Soong responded by thrusting his
tongue into Bull's mouth and wrapping his legs around Bull's waist.
Despite the pain, Soong rose up to meet Bull's turgid cock as it
thrust hard and deep into his pussy like ass.  The boys' love
making was passionate. The sex was raw, hot, wet and loud.  They
clung to each others sweaty body; moaning, panting, sucking,
kissing, hands in constant motion, joined together greedily as one
primordial organism.  Soong came first. His tiny cock spit beads of
cum onto his lover's chest.  Bull came with a roar. Stream after
stream of scalding scum shot deep into Soong's bowels.

Soong arched his back and used his muscles to give Bull's pistoning
dick greater access and almost unbearable pleasure.  Bull was in
another world, lost in the wonder of this little asian boy's body.
His second orgasm came fast as the frothy mixture of cum, sweat and
ass juices bathed his cock in slimy lubrication. Two mind blowing
orgasms and Bull's cock was still hard inside Soong's well fucked
ass. His strength sapped, Soong easily rolled Bull onto his back
and sitting astride Bull's throbbing cock, lovingly rode him to a
third gut wrenching orgasm.

Bull's cock softened letting a flood of semen and other body fluids
leak out of Soong's ass and onto his belly and chest.  Soong rolled
around in the sticky, slimy stuff until his small body was covered.
Like a mother cat with her young, Bull used his tongue to lick his
boy clean and consummated his love by taking Soong's cock into his
mouth.  Bull sucked it gently until Soong filled his mouth with
sweet boy cream.  Exhausted and happy, Bull fell asleep with Soong's
still hard cock dribbling cum into his mouth.

Bull was a changed person.  Love will do it every time and Bull was
madly in love with Soong.  He was still ferocious on the football
field and joined with his teammates in all of their stunts. Because
of Soong, however, he was determined to graduate high school and
try for a college football scholarship.  He no longer stayed out
late every night, but hurried home after practice. Soong was there
waiting for him, naked, except for the thong he liked to wear, and
ready to rip Bull's clothes off, jump into his arms and impale his
ass on Bull's cock.

"WE WANT A show.  We want a show."  Twenty five voices took up the
chant until Reggie raised his hand for quiet. "Ok, Ok.  How many
points did we score today?" "Sixty nine!"  "How many fags we got
here today?"  "Two!"  "Who wants to see our two fags....." Reggie
didn't get to finish before Cole and Allan were put in the center
of the room. Jake produced handcuffs and quickly cuffed their hands
behind their backs. "Make it a good show, cocksuckers," Jake warned.

Using only their mouths, it took several amusing minutes before
Cole and Allan managed to expose each others cocks and arrange
their bodies in a comfortable sixty nine. Laughter, shouts of 'suck
that dick' and 'way to go faggots', filled the room as the boys
sucked and bobbed their heads and thrust into each others mouth.
Cole came all over Allan's face when his spurting cock escaped. It
took Allan another minute, but when he came the gurgling sounds
from Cole left little doubt as to where his load of cum was going.

"Whatdya say Bull," Reggie said as he unzipped his pants. Fuck one
of 'em and use the other fag for blow jobs, or fill 'em with dick
from both ends?  Bull?  Where's Bull?"

Bull was gone.  He'd slipped quietly away during the show.  Soong
was waiting for him at home.