Date: Sun, 24 Jan 1999 07:01:55 -0800 From: blackboys2000 Subject: ebony towers (man/boy, boy/boy, blackboys) Warning, this story contains depictions of hardcore sex between men and boys, and amongst boys. If this offends you, you know what to do. If you are a horny 12 year old who happens to be reading this, I can't stop you, so have fun! Just don't let your parents see you. Send all constructive criticisms, comments, suggestions, fantasies, and everything else except flames and bullshit to blackboys2000@goplay.com. Ebony Towers Chapter 1 Andy Williams was the gym teacher at the local K-8 elementary school. He was a handsome black-haired man who stood six feet tall even and was muscular in build, which made him the object of desire for many of the teachers there. He was nervous when he first started, being the only the only white teacher at the all black school, and the fact that the neighborhood it was located in was dangerous to say the least, but after a while, the nervousness wore off, and he quickly became one of the most liked teachers at the school. The one thing that kept him nervous was the fact that he was a closet boylover, and since he taught the boys' gym class, he was surrounded by hordes of young, horny jail bait everday. Black boys were his favourite; they exuded an exotic sexuality that fed his masturbation sessions at night, and to him, they were the most unabashed, rough and tumble type. These were the kind of boys that turned him on the most. All of the boys in his class were gorgeous, but one of them was drop dead beautiful. His name was Jamal Alexander, a 12 year old Hershey bar coloured specimen of African beauty. He had light puppy-dog brown eyes, a button of a nose, and full, red lips. His perfectly shaped head was crowned with a short bush of tight, black Afro curls, neatly trimmed around the edges. He was very athletic, but also very smart, having the highest average in the school, (his momma wouldn't settle for less). Everytime he looked in his face, he almost fainted, and seeing him in his gym shorts made him drool. Since the school kept the seventies style gym suits, the ones that stop just short of a boy's behind and left nothing to the imagination, his plump, round globes, shapely dark legs, and very noticable lump mesmirized him. He often wondered if the boy always had an erection or was as horse hung as Blacks were reported to be. One day while he was in his office during recess, Jamal came in his office, wanting to talk. "Coach, I wanna talk to you about somethin', but it's kinda personal like, ya dig?" "Hey, that's my job, what's going on?" "Well, it's about girls and stuff." "Oh? That's all? What about em?" "Well like, they be makin' me all hard and stuff in class. Like whenever I get close to em, I get all dizzy and funny feelin' in my dick and balls and stuff." Andy's dick was at it's full 8.5 inches when Jamal said this. He too started getting that funny feeling in his balls. Good thing he was sitting behind his desk. That deadly mixture of beauty and boyish unabashedness about woodies was turning him on big time. "W-well uh, y-you're at that age when uh, your body starts doing, doing things you don't always want it to do. Erections are perfectly normal for a 12 year old boy." "I be tryin' to hide it and stuff, but whenever I stand up, it sticks way out. Everbody laughs at me when they see it, and some of the girls point at it and giggle, sayin' its big and stuff." By now Andy was leaking gallons of pre-jizz into his underwear. His favourite boy was telling him that he was packin'! "That happened to me too in school, the guys used to either laugh at me or want to beat me up because I was always bigger than they were." "Yeah? You ever measured yours, mine is 7 1/2 inches long, and its three fingers fat already. Wanna see it?" He didn't wait for coach to answer, because he immediately stood up, pulled his shirt up to expose his dark torso, and lowered the front of his shorts. Andy's dick throbbed at the sight of the boy's massive erection. There it was, all 7 1/2 inches of it, and as fat as three of his fingers across. For something so big, there wasn't even a trace of pubic hair on his mound or on his golf ball sized nuts, and by him being so short, it made his erection look even bigger. Holding his shirt under his chin, Jamal reached down and started jacking it slowly, from the thick base all the way to the big, strawberry-red mushroom. This got Andy sweating and breathing in pants. "My God, dear God, where did you, how did you, DAMN!" "Hehe, big ain't it? I'll let you touch it of you let me see yours. I promise I won't tell nobody!" What more motivation did he need? He stood up, undid his shorts, and pulled out his throbbing 8 1/2 inch muscle. Jamal stood there amazed, staring at the big hairy dick. "Damn, you big like a mutha! I thought ALL white men had lil dicks!" "Well, not ALL of us, as you can see." Jamal looked in the coach's face, and put on a smile that would melt Antarctica, and asked: "You'll let me suck it?" All he could do was nod, and the ebony boy kneeled in front of coach, and put his mouth on coach's dick head. He sucked on just the head, then took almost all of it in his throat, and started sucking like a pro. He was bobbing his head, drawing in his cheeks, slurping loudly until the drool was running down his chin, and working his tongue like there was no tomorrow. He was humming his content, obviously the white man's cock was a very tasty treat for him. "MMMMMHHHH, MMMMMMMHHHHH, SLURP/SUCK, SLURP/SUCK, SLURP SUCK." Coach started thrusting his hips, holding the back of the boy's head, pulling it onto his cock, moaning like mad, afraid that someone was going to hear them. "UUUUGH, UUUGH, UH YEAH, UGH SUCK IT, SUCK IT HARDER...UUUUGH, YEAH." The sound of sucking, moaning, and manly hairy balls slapping a boy's chin filled the small office. Just when he was about to blast his seed down the boys throat, the bell rang, recess was over all too soon. They scrambled to get dressed, and straightened each other's clothes out. "Come RIGHT back after school young man, YOU have a detention!" "Yes sir. I most surely will." Coach waited nervously for Jamal to show up for his detention. All day after that dynamite blowjob he had received from the 12 year old kid, his whole body had been on fire. His mind kept drifting back to the hot scene, making him ooze pre-jizz that kept his underwear wet. The pungent yet subtle odor drew weird responses from people, especially the kids. Jamal was going through the same thing for the rest of his classes. Everytime he thought about the man's big fat cock, the juices went surging through his hot black body, keeping his massive dick at full mast for most of the day. He had to walk, with difficulty with his books in front of his crotch, but his dick was so big that everyone still noticed. As usual, the girls looked and giggled, and the boys teased him, but deep down, they were jealous. Not that they needed to be, most of them were hung for their ages, some were as big as he was, and a few were even bigger but none were as beautiful. When the final bell rang signalling the end of the school day, Jamal went and called his momma to let her know that he was going to be late getting home from school. She chewed him out a bit, then told him to get straight home afterwards. After hanging up the phone, he went straight to the coach's office. Coach was sitting at his desk when he walked in, and as soon as Coach was aware of his presence, he stood up to usher him in, locked the door, and pulled the blinds shut. Jamal was already hard from the anticipation, his big young dick straining against his skimpy black uniform shorts. Coach sat back down at his desk on the edge of his chair and beckoned him over. Jamal walked between his legs, and Coach pulled his shirt over his head, and then pulled off his own. He kissed Jamal's dark, pouty nipples, licked them round and round, then started sucking on them. Jamal moaned his approval, and placed his hands around the man's head. "uuuh, uuuh, oooh, uuuuh!" While still licking and nursing at the boy's nipples, he let his hand wander to the big lump, caressing it and squeezing it gently, feeling it pulse in response. He then reached up and kissed him in the mouth. Jamal responded, and for the next five minutes they tongue wrestled, kissing passionately. The boy's mouth tasted so fresh he could have gotten off on this alone. After pulling his erection from his shorts, he reached and pulled Jamal's shorts, pulling both it and his underwear down to his ankles, his log bobbing from his bald pubis. They stopped kissing and started rubbing their cockheads together. This was kinda fun, like he was rediscovering his own sexuality, reminding him of his buddies explorations. After "sword fighting" for few moments, he stopped and just gazed in awe at this display of young black boyhood. It was throbbing and twitching, waiting to be sucked. He obliged it, sticking out his tongue to lick the fat dickhead. His tongue darted all around it, even playing at the eye of the monster. He took in the whole tool, and started sucking it slowly, savouring the hardness of the boydick, the fullness of it in his mouth, and that SMELL, still that little boy smell, still untouched by puberty. And oh the taste, it was so different from that of white boys, it was indescribable, but nevertheless it had him drooling like Jamal was when he had his full lips wrapped around his ivory tool. He started bobbing up and down on it, working his tongue, sending the boy to heaven. "aaaw yeah, uuuh, yeah, mmmmm, suck it good, uuuuh!" Encouraged by this, he started bobbing his head up and down faster, from his fat head to his plump testicles. The boy, moans became more plaintive, and just when he was going to get it off, Coach stopped, leaving the boy's body shivering and shaking, his 7.5 inch cock throbbing with pre-orgasmic tension. "Let's get a little more comfy, eh?" "Aiight." They started removing their clothes, and when they were totally naked, Coach cleared off his desk and laid down on top of it. He pulled Jamal to on top of him in a 69, and they sucked on each other's dicks greedily. It didn't take long for neither one of them to pop off, the boy getting a taste of man-seed, and the man getting the flavour of sweet kidcum down on his tongue and down his throat. Jamal turned around on him, and they resumed kissing, swapping each other's cum. Afterwards they rested for a bit on the desk, Jamal on top of Coach. Both needed to recover, but both of them were still hard; Coach still had the hormones of his younger counterpart even though he was nearly 3 times the boys age at 35. It didn't take long, and that's when Jamal popped the question. "Will you fuck me in the ass?" "You sure you want to?" "Yeah, I can take it, pleeeeeeeeeeze?" Coach, even if he wanted to, couldn't resist those puppy dog brown eyes. So he got up and placed the boy on his back, and lifted his legs up, shifting him a bit to have full access to the boy's ass. When he did, he nearly fainted from the beauty of the two perfectly round cheeks, with a deep, well defined valley in between. When he parted them, the tight, pink of his hole made his dick even harder. He immediately commenced to eating out the boys ass, licking and slurping, wiggling and working it super fast, driving his tongue hard and deep inside the whole as fast as he could, making the boy squeel. "OOOOOOOOO, UUUUUUUUHHHH, UUUUUUUUHHH, YEAAAAAH, UUUUUUH SHIT, YEAH DO IT!" When the man was finally stopped, the hole was quivering and winking from the thorough rim job it received. He placed his fat cock at the entrance, and pushed it all in slowly, not stopping until it was buried up to his balls. And he started to fuck him.....hard and fast. "UUUGH! UUUUGH! UUUGH! UUUUGH! UUUGH!" , cried the boy. "YEAH, TAKE THIS DICK, TAKE THIS DICK! OH GOD YOUR SO TIGHT!" "YEAH, FUCK ME, FUCK ME FASTER, UUUUUUUGH YEAH LIKE THAT....DO IT HARDER, AAAAAH, YEAH, YEAH, UUUUUUGH! FUCK ME, FUUUUCK MEEEEE!" The man hammered the boy in this position for a few minutes, and then turned him over on his hands and knees and hammered him even harder than before, taking the breath out of both of them. He loved the way the plump black ass shook and quivered when he pounded it, and the extreme tightness yet fuckability of his hole. Jamal loved the hardness and the feel of in and out, rubbing his anal walls, as well as the pounding of the hard dick on his little prostate. He pushed his ass back towards the dick to receive more of it, arching his back to get just the right amount of pounding on his joy spot. They both exploded at the same time, Jamal splattering the desk with his cum, and Coach pumping his little guts full of hot sperm. Jamal collapsed onto the desk with Coach still embedded in him, and they rested for a while. He then remembered that the custodian would be there to clean up shortly, so he withdrew from the boy, and cleaned each other up. They wiped the cum off of the desk, some had splattered on the wall too. Just as they were wrapping up, the custodian knocked on the door, making them jump. Jamal sat down and tried to look normal, and coach opened the door to let the custodian in. "You came just in the nick of time, Mr. Robinson, I was JUST getting through with my pupil here!" Boy if he only knew!