Date: Sun, 26 Apr 2009 17:21:41 +0900 From: Brad Samuel Subject: Brad's Unusual Difference Brad's Unusual Difference Brad decided he was physically different after he spied on his friend, Michael, who was busily engaged jerking off in the garage. Michael's cock was of average size and Brad noticed that it stayed roughly the same size throughout the session; however when Brad worked his cock, it became much bigger the closer he got to orgasm, in fact his cock grew so big that when close to cumming he was able to use both hands on his cock stem and his cock head became an enormous mushroom too big for him to be able to get it into his mouth. Whilst he wasn't completely sure who was different, Michael or himself, he became almost certain after he had his first fuck. Julie, a cute little black haired girl who sat behind him in class, was his first. He did her in the vacant allotment near their school. There was an old shed in the allotment and when anyone stood behind it no-one could see them from the street. Julie had let him know that she really liked him, passing him notes in class and inviting him to come with her to the allotment after school. She had already had a few fucks and she loved getting it. She lent back against the shed, dropping her knickers and opening her legs wide. Brad quickly had his cock out and after smearing it with some of his pre-cum and Julie's cunt juices he was able to enter her without any trouble. As he proceeded to fuck her, his cock started to engorge. Soon Julie was getting feelings she had never had before. Brad was really warming up, ploughing his cock rapidly in and out of her and Julie soon found herself shaking in an explosive orgasm, but Brad hadn't finished yet. Julie's eyes started to pop as she couldn't understand what was happening. It felt like Brad's cock was reaching into her stomach. She started to plead with Brad to stop, but Brad was beyond stopping. As his orgasm came, his cock once again became enormous. He put his hand on Julie's mouth to gag her and rutted her with his hard thick enormous meat, spewing great spurts of cum deep inside her. When he stopped he tried to pull his cock out, but for a few moments it was stuck and it was only as the blood drained from it and it became a little less thick that he was able to slide it out. Julie was wide-eyed with amazement. She had really enjoyed the first orgasm but the final few minutes were something else again. It was like she was in a constant state of orgasm for about 5 minutes. What she knew was that any other boy would not be any good any more. It was only Brad that she would crave. What she didn't know was that Brad actually preferred boys and that the one time he fucked her would be her last. She spent most of the rest of her life trying to find another Brad. Occasionally she came close with a few Africans, but never again was it as good. Brad lived in a mining town in the tropical north of Australia about 10Km from a smaller Aboriginal town. He was a popular, gregarious boy who soon became friends with some of the aboriginal boys who often came to the `white' town to hang out at the food court. By the time he was 16, he knew he was gay and was becoming very frustrated that his only sexual encounter was with Julie. She had told some of her friends about him and although they made it plain that he could have them if he wanted to, what he really wanted was a boy's ass and mouth. None of his white friends seemed to be interested in sex with him. He had made a few very careful overtures to several guys but they didn't seem to have any idea of what he was on about. But the aboriginal boys seemed to be different. They were always wanting to hold his hand as they walked with him and often patted his bottom and then laughed amongst themselves, chattering away in their own language. Brad was quick to pick up on the new language and before long he had a fair idea of what they were laughing about. None of them seemed embarrassed by the idea of gay sex. He knew they were laughing to each other about his, `cute bottom' and `big cock'. Little did they know what his cock was really like. Michael's best Aboriginal friend was a tallish, very slim boy called Satiny. His body had developed quite nicely, although like most of the Aboriginal boys he was not really muscular, just very tight and fine in his body lines, with a slim waist and very small hard bottom. Within a week of meeting Satiny, Michael had been adopted by Satiny as his brother, and invited to come out to the mission. Luckily Michael's parents were willing to allow him lots of freedom as long as he didn't get into any trouble, although they were a bit surprised when Michael asked them if he could spend a night at the mission staying with Satiny's family. Satiny's home was a small 3 room concrete house. Two of the rooms were bedrooms, but most of the family slept outside next to their campfires. As Michael was a guest, he and Satiny were given one of the bedrooms to muck around and sleep in. Michael took particular note of some of the boys and men in Satiny's family. It was hard to tell how closely some of them were related. All of them called each other by family names, but there seemed to be several fathers and countless uncles. The men, as they grew, seemed to transform into quite distinct body shapes. The young men were like Satiny extremely slim and hard, however once they reached full maturity they became much heavier and muscular, and at about 30 they developed quite a lot of body hair. None of the men wore much clothing, mostly just a kind of loin cloth. Michael could hardly stop looking at some of the amazing bulges in some of the cloths, in particular Satiny's Uncle Dentirri seemed to be exceptionally well endowed. The black hair from his navel to his crotch started off as a thin line and thickened as it got close to his hips. Michael had to carefully control himself when looking at Uncle Dentirri so that his shorts didn't bulge as he fantasised, but more than once Uncle Dentirri noticed his glances. That night after much eating and singing in the camp, Michael and Satiny settled down in their room to sleep. Michael had determined to test Satiny out and see if maybe he was at least a bit gay. He was going to be very careful, however, because he was used to being rejected by his white friends. They were lying on their backs chatting away when Michael felt Satiny's hand in his. He wasn't sure if this was just the usual hand-in-hand activity that the Aboriginal boys liked, but he was about to find out when Satiny let go of his hand and began to snore softly. Almost in mid-sentence Satiny had dropped off to sleep. Badly frustrated, Michael turned over and soon was also asleep. Some time later when the camp was completely quiet except for the occasional barking and whining of the dogs, Michael awoke to some stirring behind him in the room. He heard some whispering and heard a deep voice say, `Quiet, he might wake up.' `Don't worry, he's fully asleep,' a lighter voice replied. Michael was too afraid to turn over and check what was going on, but soon he didn't need to see to have some idea of that. He heard Satiny whisper, `Yes, go on. I'm ready.' The breathing behind his back became heavy and fast. Someone groaned. Another said. `Quiet.' He could hear them moving on the mattress. After a few minutes it was too much for Michael; he had to at least take a quick look. Risking a lot of embarrassment, he turned and looked. There was just enough moonlight in the room to see the coupling. Uncle Dentirri was on top of Satiny who had his long thin legs tightly wrapped around his uncle's back. Dentirri was driving his long thick cock repeatedly into Satiny's asshole, and he was tongue kissing the boy. Then Dentirri whispered `Now, it comes -- open wide.' Dentirri glanced sideways and his eyes locked with Michael's. Then his eyes misted over as Dentirri rode him ever harder. Terribly embarrassed that Sainty seemed to have seen him looking, Michael turned away. His cock was pulsing and it thickened and bulged. Untouched, he came in massive spasms, his whole body shaking. Brad spent most of the rest of the night dreaming of fucking Satiny; however by the time he awoke other people in the house were also awake and the bedroom door had been opened. Brad would have to wait. That afternoon Satiny took Brad to his favourite swimming spot which was a beautiful beach ringed in a large arc by massive dark green leafed trees. Not surprising it was called Shade Beach. One of Satiny's friends came along. He, Charles, was one of the few whites boys in the mission, the son of one of the mission workers. He was lightly framed and had already turned 17, but looked quite a bit younger. He had light brown hair and bright red cheeks making him look like he was constantly embarrassed or excited. The three boys settled on the beach after playing in the sea. Brad would have preferred that Charles hadn't come with them because he still trying to find the opportunity to make a move on Satiny's ass. Just as Brad started to go off to sleep, he noticed one of Satiny's fathers walking through the trees at the back of the beach. This was an older man about 40 who had reached the peak of his physical development. He was over 180cm in height and was extremely muscular. Brad had only seen him with his clothes on, but his pectorals were strongly defined his in tight tea-shirt and his upper arms were massive in muscle bulging thickness. His thighs were also very thick, his legs overall more like those of a gorilla than a man. Thick black hairs covered the upper parts of all his limbs and Brad could only guess at how much hair he had on his chest and around his groin. A few minutes after the father had disappeared into the trees, Charles stood up and said he was going for a walk. Brad found it curious that Charles headed off in the direction of where the older man had appeared, and, as Satiny was sleeping, he decided to follow. About 200 metres into the bush, Brad came across a small clearing and hiding behind a large tree he was able to see clearly where Charles had gone. The father was leaning back against a tree trunk, completely naked. With his clothes off he looked even more like a gorilla. Black hair covered most of his body and even from a distance Brad could see that he had enormous balls and a huge cock. The guy was fisting his cock and licking his lips but it was the rest of the scene that really surprised Brad. Charles was standing not far from the father and he had already shed his shorts. Brad could see clearly his small pink ass and his thin white hairless body. A few seconds later Charles was on his knees, licking the father's cock and sucking on its cockhead. A few seconds more and the father had lifted the boy up off the sand, had turned him around and was moving him up and down. Brad couldn't see clearly what was happening, but it wasn't difficult to guess. It seemed like the father was using Charles' body to masturbate his cock. The boy's feet were not touching the ground and as he was lifted up his legs closed, then as he was pushed down his legs splayed apart. He was like some kind of puppet that was completely in the control of the older man. Gradually the father increased the pace of his movements. Brad could hear him start to grunt and Charles whimper. After about 2 minutes of furious rutting, the man pulled Charles back tight against his hard body and held him there, his massive hips pushed against the boys small ass. It was obvious that the man was cumming in the boy, and as he did so Charles looked like he was having some kind of fit, his arms and legs shooting out in all directions as though the master of the puppet had lost control of the strings.. A few seconds later, the man lifted the boy off his cock and placed him face down on the sand and then disappeared into the shade. Brad waited a few minutes and because Charles hadn't stirred decided he had better check that the boy was OK. He was lying prone on the sand, but appeared to be breathing OK. His legs were wide open and Brad could clearly see his asshole. The father had really opened up the hole and it was really very round and large and still wet with white cum juices which still oozed out and down his thighs. The hole still seemed to be pulsating and Brad was immediately turned on. Here was his chance. The boy was obviously in a swoon, he wouldn't remember anything that was done to him, so Brad quickly dropped his shorts and positioned himself above the prone, pink boy. The wet hole offered no resistance and Brad was completely in with one strong thrust. Finally Brad was getting an ass, and what a lovely wet inviting hole it was. Charles was still swooning so Brad was able to use him as he liked, but as the fucker began to approach a climax, the usual changes started to occur. Brad's cock began to thicken and lengthen and Charles began to wake up to the feeling of an enormous cock plunging in and out of his hole. It was bigger than the father's, bigger than anything he had ever felt before, and the feelings he began to have were new and strong. In crisis he resorted to his upbringing, to the faith that had been drummed into him all his life. He began muttering the Lord's Prayer. Each time Brad withdrew Charles was able to take a breath, but then as the top boy plunged in again the breath was pushed out of him he recited, `Our Father'... ... `Who art in heaven'... Thy kingdom come' Thy will be done... As it is in heaven... Now Brad was grunting, his thrusts becoming harder, his cocking becoming completely engorged. `Forgive us our trespassers' Breath...grunt Charles began to recite his prayer louder. `And those who trespass' Ahhhhhh `Against us' `For thine is the kingdom' `Oh God' `Take it,' Grunted Brad `Oh God, the power and the glory' Charles screamed `For thine is the kindom' `The power' `The power' Ahhhhhhhh Grunt `Take it bitch' `And the glory' And Brad hit bottom. His cock filled Charles' ass like it had never been filled before. Later in life Charles tried to repeat the experience he was now having. He became a slut bottom boy for fisting. He needed his ass to be filled to breaking point as it was now being filled as Brad bottomed into him and shot globs of cock goo deep inside him. `Forever and ever' Grunt `Amen' And as Charles felt the thick wetness fill his ass, he came, pushing his cock and hips deep into the sand. `Amen' he screamed with each shoot of cum. `Amen, `Amen' `Amen' `Amen'. `Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo' What neither of the boys realised was that Satiny had followed Brad and had watched the entire scene. He couldn't quite understand the effect Brad's fucking had on Charles. Satiny had already fucked Charles but when he had done so, Charles took it quietly, only muttering `Oh Yes' as he came. Satiny was determined to try Brad now that he has seen what he could do. Little did he know what he was really going to get. That night in the camp Brad was beside himself with horniness. At last he had fucked as ass and now he could hardly look at a boy or man without thinking of fucking him. Uncle Detirri was also horny. He was really taken by Brad's cute face and had noticed him frequently glancing at him. `Perhaps,' he thought, `the boy was awake when I did Satiny. What a lovely face he has, such cute pink lips, such a nice mouth.' Detirri determined to find out about Brad's sucking skills. Brad, of course, had never sucked cock before and at this moment was only interested in fucking ass, but he was soon to learn a new lesson. Detirri came over close to Brad and said they need to fetch some more firewood. Soon he was walking through the moonlit bush hand-in-hand with his boy in tow. Before Brad could object, he was on his knees pushed against a tree truck and Detirri had his cock out in front of Brad's face. Before Brad could mutter `No,' Detirri's big hairy cock was in Brad's mouth. Before he could say that he preferred to fuck boys rather than to suck cock, Brad heard Detirri grunting, felt the man's hands on the back of his head, forcing him to take the cock deep into his throat. Before he could resist, he found himself turned on by what was happening to him, especially when his mouth began to fill with a strong saltiness and Detirri's grunting was accompanied by him shooting great globs of cock cream into Brad's mouth. Before Brad could take his mouth off the cock and complain that he had never swallowed cum before, he found himself swallowing all of Detirri's massive load as he himself shot his load into his shorts. Mouthfuls of cock food found its way into Brad's stomach and Brad knew that apart from anything else sexual he might like, he now loved sucking cock. Later in life he became an insatiable cum eater, often sucking off large groups of men trying to repeat the sensation of receiving Detirri's load. That night Brad was determined to finally get into Satiny who in turn was determined to find out about Brad's fucking skills. At about 10pm, both boys became suddenly tired and surprised everyone by saying that they needed to go to bed. Quite a few of the men and boys in the camp guessed accurately at their real reason for wanting to go to bed early. A plan was hatched mainly by Detirri that was going to lead to Brad and Satiny having a better night then even they hoped for. Once the boys had entered their bedroom and closed the door, Satiny was quick to take the initiative. `I saw you fuck Charles. Why did he act so strangely?' he asked. `You saw me. You want it too?' Before Satiny had a chance to answer, Brad had pulled the dark boy's pants down, turned him around, pushed him down onto the mattress and was quickly between his legs feeling for his hole. Satiny had a quick chance to turn his head and catch sight of Brad's cock. It was big, but not as big as Detirri. He wondered what had caused Charles' strange behaviour. Soon he was to find out. In the meantime a group of men and boys had gathered around Satiny's house. The curtains were drawn, but there was enough light in the room for some of the smaller ones to see around the curtains and into the room. Three of them watched and reported back to the larger group. Brad creamed his cock with some of his pre-cum and some spit for good measure and then entered Satiny with one long push. Satiny groaned in pleasure as the averaged sized cock began to massage his fuck hole. Finally Brad was fucking the boy he had wanted since the first time he has seen him. Finally he was making Satiny his fuck bitch. As Brad picked up the pace, the group outside were becoming more animated. Those who couldn't see demanded to know what was happening and the three boys who could see inside reported. `He's fucking Satiny' `Satiny seems to like it' `Brad's on top' `Satiny's got his legs around Brad's back.' But Brad was about to up the ante as hid cock was starting to engorge. The fuck food was starting to come into his cock stem and up towards his cock head slit. He began to grunt and fuck Satiny harder. `Watch out let me look.' `Wow he's really getting into Satiny now.' `He's turning Satiny over.' `Satiny's on top now, sitting on Brad's cock.' `Oh wow, Brad's cock looks huge.' And indeed the fucker's cock tool was thickening and lengthening. Now it was bigger than Detirri's. Now Satiny was beginning to understand what had happened to Charles. Now he felt like he was sitting on an enormous pole of meat with his insides completely filled. He looked down at his stomach and as he sat down on Brad and took him completely inside, he could see the outline of the cock press out against his stomach. `Oh God, what was inside him', he thought as he began to panic. But it was too late to stop. Brad was passed caring about anything but the warm, tight hole he was fucking, about anything but the huge nut he was seeking. Again he turned Satiny over. This time his engorged fuck tool briefly slipped out of its home and Satiny had just a second to catch sight of what had been inside him. He gasped as much in horror as anticipation. Three sets of eyes looking into the room also caught a brief glimpse of Brad's massive organ. Those behind called for further reports, but the three who could see were almost speechless. They spoke in half sentences. `Cock' `Huge cock' `Oh God' Satiny was on his back, legs spread. Luckily his hole was fully lubricated with Brad's pre-cum which had been flowing freely. Whether Satiny wanted him or not was beside the question. Brad's cock was in control. The boy lent down, positioned his cock head, the size now of an orange, and pushed hard. Satiny's ass lips resisted for a second, but then as Brad pushed hard again, the cockhead plopped in and the rest of the engorged fuck tool followed. Satiny was totally skewered on cock meat, totally filled to bursting and he loved it especially the crazed look on Brad's face who was about to climax. Brad's motions became furious as he rutted the boy beneath him. His cock grew to its fullest size. Satiny began to shake. The group outside were beside themselves with excitement as they too began to get into action. The smaller boys who had been looking through the window were seized aggressively from behind and some of the older men were soon fucking them hard. They were oblivious to what was happening to their asses, intent only on watching the scene inside. They found themselves cumming as older and larger men changed places and gang banged their open holes. Inside, Satiny's best life moment was about to arrive. Brad lunged one last time into him and his cock got stuck. His huge cock filled Satiny completely and was still. All Satiny could feel was Brad's cock pulsating. Then he felt it spasm. It felt like an inch of thickness began at the cock base and then slowly spread up the cock stem. When it got to the cockhead Satiny felt a huge gush of wetness fill his insides. The another wad of thickness followed, and again the wetness. And so Satiny came, in great gasping explosions, his cum splattering his stomach and chest and wetting between the bodies. And Brad continued to cum in huge gushes of cream. By this time the boys outside were also filled with cock juices and cum cream ran down their legs. They were so turned on their asses were for anyone to take. It was five minutes before Brad was able to move his cock out of Satiny. Years later Satiny was for ever trying to repeat his experience with Brad. He got close once with a donkey, but it was never quite the same. If you like my story and want a further chapter write to bradnsam@hotmail.com