Date: Thu, 30 Nov 2017 15:08:05 -0500 From: Du de Subject: Caramel deflowers cream PT 1 Please support Nifty with your donations. Everything in this story is fiction and doesn't represent facts in any matter. Any similarities to people or events is purely coincidental. ____________ Please feel free to send feedback on this interracial, adult-youth story. funnstuffdude6@gmail.com ____________ I hated where we lived. An apartment on the 3rd floor above a restaurant. The restaurant was owned by arabs, and they had taken over the alleyway leading from the street to the stairs. They dumped their garbage their and it STUNK to high heaven. Which forced us to to walk through the restaurant, past the washrooms, offices and then up the stairs. I was about 13 when this incident took place. A bit about me ... I was a fat boy of mixed heritage. Part asian, part indian and part persian. I was fair in color, a very pale pale boy. Had dark brown hair, dark brown eyes. A round face and a similarly round body. I had little to no testosterone in my body as I had a tiny cut dick, no body hair and was already growing round boobies with big brown aureolas. I didn't know my sexual orientation at the time. I enjoyed porn but always porn that involved both the male and female, and unlike my friends I wasn't turned on by females masturbating or female on female action. It was a typical Thursday afternoon and I was coming back from school. Because of my weight, my uniform was modified for comfort, I would wear blue slacks that were somewhat loose fitting for comfort, and a stretched white polo shirt made of softer material with an ironed on logo. Despite the soft cotton materials and having no underwear on (to prevent chaffing my thighs) I was hot and the restaurant's hot food made it worse as I walked through. The owners and workers were friendly and helpful and always wanted to talk. One one the supervisors pulled me by my wrist when I didn't respond to my greeting. He was seated on a stool and even though he was much lower his head came to my face. I asked him to let me go as I was running late, he said he hadn't seen me in a while and was that a way to respond to a greeting? I was embarrassed. My parents had taught me well, so I apologized and he laughed it off. Salum, was the nicest of the arabs. He skin was lighter, like a dark caramel and he had facial hair. He was tall, wore nice clothes, always smelled nice. He had broad shoulders, a defined chest that was highlighted in the scoop neck t-shirts he wore, and a bit of a gut. He had a light beard. He was handsome, probably in his late 20s or early 30s. As we were talking someone wanted to get by, so Salum put his hand below my waist at my hips/butt and pulled me closer to him. I didn't think much and I made way. He then continued conversation, and I came to realize his hand was still on my left cheek. I said "you can let me go, I am out of the way", referring to his hand on my right wrist and his hand on my left ass cheek. He laughed and didn't let go, his right hand on my butt travelled a little and I felt his fingers caress my butt. Electricity ran through me and I sort of jumped. He smiled, a dimple appeared on his face and he said "you like that, huh?". I said "no" unconvincingly. He continued his caressing and exploration, his fingers were now at my crack and he gently pushed and cupped my cheek. I blushed and pulled away. He laughed and let me go. I went home had my lunch, showered and went to my room. Everyone was having an afternoon siesta which was normal in Africa. But I couldn't sleep. What had Salum done, what did he mean by it and why bothered me. I put a pillow between my legs, caressed my growing boobs and thought about what Salum would and could do with me. It was exciting. But then I shrugged and thought he was probably making fun of me for having a girly body. But the fantasy of what I would do with him or let him do dominated my thoughts and i humped the pillow and had a dry orgasm. Later that afternoon I dressed up and was going to my tutorial and walked downstairs. It was early evening so before the dinner rush so the restaurant was quiet. Often the workers would be found napping at this time. I walked through the restaurant, pass the stinky restrooms and as I passed the offices I saw the door was open, Salum was in there. He called out to me as I walked by. I tried to ignore him, but he jumped out and pulled me in. I appeared upset so Salum closed the door. The office was small and not a lot of space. I found myself near the door with my back to the wall. Salum came close to me, put a hand on the wall behind me. It was the first time i was in the office, it was messy. I was surprised that it was cool with 2 air conditioner units, a big black leather sofa, a desk with chairs, a filing cabinet. Two bulbs gave some shadowy yellow light to the room. There was a big window but it was boarded up, probably for the cooling efficiency and safety from thieves. What was perhaps most interesting about the office was the small sink in the corner, and the 3 locks on the door. Salum took my chin in his hands and said "do you know why I called you in here?" I shook my head. He remained silent. He wasn't his smiling face. The silence was uncomfortable. So I said "was it to apologize for touching me?" He shook his head and said "No." "I wanted to know why you ran away?" I was surprised at what he said. He moved closer and said "Did you not like what I was doing?" I didn't know what to say, i heard my mouth say "i don't know" "You're lying" he said, angrier now. He caressed my body and said, "you like this, I know. Come sit with me." I was hesitant but he pulled me nonetheless. I sat on the edge of the sofa, but it was soft and sucked me into it. Salum sat very close to me. He put his left arm around my shoulders and with his right hand he took my right hand and said "Habibi (friend in arabic), relax. Don't worry no one will come in, we are just going to talk and you will enjoy. I promise." I was pretty frightened and choked up and cried. He soothed me, and he wiped the tears from my eyes and said it would be okay. Then he kissed my cheek. When I calmed down, he got even closer and said "do you know what I want?" I shook my head, he took my arm to his crotch, I had never touched or seen a man's crotch and was surprised at the sheer size. He brought his mouth close to my ear and said "That feels so good" in a deep husky voice. He put his hand on my tit and gently squeezed it and said "You can make me feel very good, very very good. Do you want that?" I replied by nodding, not able to get a sound out of my throat. He said "Okay then make me feel good." I managed to squeak out "how?" He said let me touch you, and touch me like I want. Let me kiss you. Will you do that?" His voice was stern this time and didn't really sound like a question more like a command. I simply nodded. He kissed me again on my cheek. Turned me around and moved to make room and pulled me down on the sofa. The sofa was so comfortable, I was buried in it. Salum got ontop of me, he kissed me on the lips. I let him for a while and stopped him, and pushed him off. Saying I needed to go I would be very late for class. He got up and helped me up. When I got up, he put his hand on my butt and caressed it. He pulled me close to him again and said "I see you don't wear underwear." I blushed. He said he liked that, and then he put his hand down the back and cupped my cheek and gently caressed my ass crack as he looked into my eyes and said "you're lovely." I repeated I had to go. He pulled his hand out and said we would meet again, and I nodded. He said something that scared me. "Your parents leave for 3 hours every Saturday and Sunday evening. I will come to your flat and meet you then and show you how you can make me happy." I was stunned, not aware that he had been playing careful attention to our movements. The idea of being all alone in my home with him was scary. I managed to say "I usually have friends or my cousin around at the time so we will see." He smirked and said "Habibi, why are you lying? I know no one comes at the time." Then he added "your previous help was a friend of mine, he told me no one comes and you spend this time smoking cigarettes, watching porn and sometimes dressing up in women's clothes." I was embarrassed, shocked, angry and scared all at once. He smiled, came closer and kissed my cheek and said. "Don't worry your secret is safe as long as we get to enjoy sometime together." He embraced me, and then broke away and said "I will see you day after tomorrow on Saturday." He unlocked the doors, looked to make sure all was clear and let me out with a pat on my bum. I ran out and rushed to class. I tried not to think of what happened but everything flooded my thoughts. That night when I returned home Salum was nowhere to be seen so I rushed upstairs. I didn't see Salum the next day when I returned from school. But when I emerged in the evening for my tutorial he was there. He was standing in the corridor, he took me by the wrist into the alcove outside the office and said "how are you my friend?" and he touched my cheek with the back of his hand. I said I was fine. He said he was looking forward to seeing me the next day. I responded saying i may not be in, which didn't seem to bother him. We heard someone coming so he let me go. Saturday came and I was an anxious mess. I begged my parents not to go out with their friends but they insisted. When they went I went to my room. Two hours passed and then 3 and at 8pm i heard the front door open my parents were back. I breathed a sigh of relief, and was also somewhat disappointed. Sunday was busy, ended up having to go study some chemistry at a friend's and didn't get home until after my parents returned home. I had forgotten Salum and was in my own world. It wasn't until Tuesday that I saw him again, sitting close to the service entrance on a stool. He waved when I returned from school, grabbed me by the wrist and asked me how I was. There were others around so he was just his usual friendly self not intimate in anyway. A couple of similar incidents happened during the week and I just brushed off the previous week to men's hormones and lust and suspected he had found an avenue to direct his lust to. The weekend came, it was a long one so the town was very quiet and sleepy. Saturday went as normal and on Sunday I was so engrossed in the movies I had that I was not a bit alarmed when the doorbell rang shortly after my parents left. When I went to the door it was Salum. I let him in as I didn't want anyone to see him at our doorway. He came in. Salum said our house was nice. He had a package with him, holding it up he said "I brought a movie I thought we could watch together." That didn't sound too bad. I had read a lot of teenage romance novels, so I thought it wouldn't be bad watching a movie with him, maybe cuddle and even kiss him. This was my home after all so I was incharge. I said yes, and led him to the family room, he handed me the tape which I popped into the VCR. I was wearing a very soft cotton t-shirt that was large enough to hide my belly, but fell soft enough to accentuate my boy tits, which made the shirt impossible to wear outdoors for fear of ridicule and un wanted attention. My shorts reached above my knee and were fitted so they weren't baggy. Salum was wearing tan pants, black leather slide ins that he had removed at the door and a nice dark blue scoop neck t-shirt. He seemed to like his scoop necks. Some curly hair showed at the top of his t-shirt, he smelled good, clear that he had sprayed cologne recently. As the movie started, I sat on the big sofa opposite the TV, he had taken a seat on the loveseat where a crumpled throw rug had been, I assumed he thought I would sit near him, but I didn't. I asked him what movie it was, he said it was called Turkey and was about a Turkish business man's trip. The movie looked old and not very exciting it showed a man in his 30s traveling on a plane and admiring a fair stewardess and hitting on her but being turned down. It seemed like a soft porn. Salum got up and came to sit near me. "Do you mind Habibi?" He asked in his husky voice. I didn't respond. He put his arm behind me on the sofa's backrest and didn't do anything else. The movie continued showing the man trying to hit on another woman at the airport and being turned down. It seemed dumb, the man was Turkish, tall, lean and not bad looking and all the busty blonds kept turning him down. He reached the hotel and the same continued to happen. The man checks in, went up to his room. By now I was bored to tears and cursing as to why I had let this continue. Salum sensing this reached out and touched my arm with his left hand and stroked it saying the movie was nice. The man in his room strips and gets into the bed, and we see his butt, still nothing. In the movie the man sleeps through the night and wakes up to find a young blonde housekeeping maid doing up his room. He throws the covers off and we see a horny, fully nude man. The girl shrieks, and he jumps on her. By now Salum is rubbing is crotch really turned on, he took my left had to his crotch and brought his face close to mine kissing and licking my ear, cheek and neck. I uncomfortably grasp his package, he was hard and he made me massage it. The man in the movie had the maid stripped and was fucking her by now, quite brutally. "See what he's doing to her?" Salum says looking at me. I look at nod. The woman is on her front, the man is fucking her, one hand around her neck the other massaging her breasts, his face on hers kissing her face and saying something as he thrusts into her, clearly causing her pain. "I want to do that with you." Salum says crudely. I look at him in fear. He turns to me and softens his look somewhat and says "no, not brutally like that, no pain, I just want to be a man like that with a woman, and i want you to be a woman." He exposes a vulnerability and that gives me some courage I say "but I don't have a vagina like a woman's." He smiles and his right hand that had been at the back of the sofa works down to my back, and he says "but you have the nicest ass." I respond with, "I don't know if I want this." He looks at me, smiles and says, "you will". He takes my hand to his pants and unzips his pants and pulls his pants to his knees, and along with it his underwear revealing a thick hard big cock. It had a huge glistening mushroom head, it was huge and I was shocked to see it. I had never seen anything like it before. He took my free hand to it and said "touch it", I did. It was hard, hot and firm. He looked at me and said, "do you like what you see?" I didn't know what to say. He put his hand ontop of mine and demonstrated how he wanted me to stroke him. I obliged while watching the movie and his penis at the same time. He leaned back and put his free hand under my t-shirt and started massaging my tits. He got up after a bit and motioned for me to get up, I did. He took my t-shirt off and tossed it aside. He reached for my shorts, but I stopped him. He looked at me with fury and then let go, he gently lay me down on the sofa, took his t-shirt off and lowered his pants to his ankles. He got on top of me, with his knee he separated my thighs and with his right hand adjusted his penis until it was directly under my scrotum and asked me to squeeze my legs together. I obliged. He got his face to my face and he began to kiss me on my lips. Unlike the previous time when our mouths were closed now he parted my lips with his tongue and pushed his tongue in deep, then he began to caress my breasts. His mouth left mine and put a nipple in my mouth. I saw the man in the movie do the same to the woman, and I moaned. Salum smiled and came back to kiss me. His pelvis grinded into mine. After a bit of doing this, he got up, got me to sit and he stood infront of me. He brought he penis to my face and pushed into to my mouth, I moved my mouth away not letting him in. He held onto my head and tried again, I refused. I managed to say "please, no." He wasn't happy but he obliged. He sat down near me and took my hand to his cock and showed me how to pump it. He took my hand off and spit in it and started pumping it again, and after what seemed like hours he convulsed and shot volley after volley of cum from his penis. By this time I was quite near his penis so as to not hurt myself while I jerked him off, his cum shot on my face, his belly and his chest. feedback appreciated funnstuffdude6@gmail.com