Date: Mon, 1 Oct 2001 21:01:43 +0200 From: fleetwood Subject: our Italian storekeeper ( interacial) I had just turned 13 and as a normal young teenager my hormones were on a route march of their own through my teenage body. I had a swimmers build with curly blonde hair and big blue eyes and a thick 7" cock that was driven solely by the raging hormones. I sprung hard-on's at the most inconvenient times and with slender girlish legs and a thick 7" cock bulging obscenely from the crotch it was most embarrassing. I received permission from my parents to find myself an after school job to help towards my pocket money and as luck would have it, all the newspaper routes had been taken, luckily I was in the local store when Mr. Deangelo the Italian store owner placed an advert in the window. I approached him immediately and requested the job which entailed, sweeping and tidying and stacking shelves. It paid 5$a week which to me was fortune, I was hired and told to start the next day. Mr.Deangelo had a very heavy Italian accent and he stood a good 6 ft. 2", with the typical dark swathy Italian complexion and he resembled the singer Dean Martin only darker and I couldn't help noticing the thick hair patch protruding from the opening of his white shirt, just about the top button and his huge hands were covered in black hair that ran the length of his thick fingers, right up to his elbows. He more a navy blue apron and he carried a pencil behind his ear that drew attention to his dark eyes that looked almost black. He had thick eyebrows and a thick bushy moustache which was the same jet black as his thick mop of hair. Mr Deangelo was in his mid forties and although he had big muscular shoulders and arms he was beginning to show signs of a paunch. He had broad hips and a big muscular butt that stretched his grey flannel trousers with long heavy legs. "You'll work from 3 to 7.30 pm. So you make sure your parents, they don't complain." Said Mr Deangelo in his broken english as he half smiled and half leered at me. I nodded enthusiastically as I mounted my bike and peddled like crazy to share my good fortune with my parents. They received the news with a few queries as to, was I prepared to give up my playing time and 7.30 was kinda late. My father said he would talk to Mr Deangelo but I pleaded with them to allow me that time as I would be paid less if I asked for an earlier shift and I quickly explained that he might think I was not mature enough for the job. My parents relented and I could hardly sleep that night for thinking about my new adventure. The next day at school dragged by and eventually I arrived at the store. Mr Deangelo walked me round the store and explained everything, then he showed me the storeroom at the back of the store. It was a huge room with only a back door for loading. It had no windows and had to have the lights on when anyone was in there, off to the left was a small toilet, with a basin and mirror. Mr Deangelo then handed me a broom and a matching apron and told me to get on with it. I swept the shop and tidied the shelves then Mr Deangelo told me to sweep the storeroom. I began at the back and as I reached the small toilet I checked my watch and it was almost 7 pm. I marvelled to myself at how quickly the time passed and was busy sweeping the toilet when Mr Deangelo entered and stepped up to the small urinal. I attempted to pass but his huge frame blocked me into the corner and before I could excuse myself he unzipped his fly and reached into his great flannels. "No need to be shy, we both men!" Said Mr Deangelo as he extracted a huge thick brown cock and rolling back the foreskin he exposed a large cockhead shaped like a helmet and preceded to urinate a strong stream into the bowl. I was mesmerised as I couldn't tear my eyes off the huge cock, I had seen my father's cock when he was in the bathroom but he was no where near as big Mr Deangelo whose cock was still soft but almost as long as mine when I was hard. "Aha! So you see Italian sausage for the first time! exclaimed the Mr Deangelo as he rolled his foreskin right back and slowly squeezed his huge cock,"these is nothing you should see him happy!" I jumped visibly and blushed at being caught staring and as I tore my eyes away from the huge cock and up to the big Italian's eyes I realised he was smiling and wasn't angry at all. I smiled sheepishly and nodded as my eyes were drawn once again to the huge cock. The strong stream of urine stopped and the big hairy hand holding the huge cock, shook it slowly to expel the last drops. Instead of returning his cock to his pants, the Italian squeezed and slowly wanked his cock. "You like if I show you him happy?" Queried Mr Deangelo as he fondled himself and watched me closely. Again I nodded and took a small step closer, I looked worriedly towards the doorway but the big Italian reassured me that everything was locked up for the evening and we wouldn't be disturbed. I immediately thought, "he planned this, the old bugger" but it didn't worry me as I was already resigned to the fact that I was gay but had never told anyone except my best friend, when we wanked each other off at a sleep over. Mr Deangelo turned towards me, blocking the doorway completely, not that I would have been drawn from that stopped by 50 wild horses. I felt my cock thickening in the confines of my unpants. Mr Deangelo was wanking himself slowly and his "Italian sausage" was getting bigger and thicker. "Yes! Soon you will see "Salami"!" Breathed Mr Deangelo as his wanking increased. His cock was as thick as the salamis that hung in the store and almost as long. The huge cockhead was a dark purple with a big vein running down the long thick brown shaft. Mr Deangelo began unbuttoning his trousers and once unbuttoned he pushed them and his boxers down, exposing his huge cock with a bush of pubic hair crowning the base of the monstrous cock. Below hung a pair of huge balls that matched the big throbbing cock above and they nestled between big hairy thighs. I stepped closer, mesmerised by the enormous throbbing cock that was leaking precum from the big puffy slit. "You like to touch my salami?" Chuckled the big Italian man as he thrust his hips forwards. I nodded enthusiastically and reached for the big brown cock, my hand only just encircled the thick throbbing shaft. "Aah! Aah yes! You like my salami huh? Groaned the big Italian as his cock twitched and throbed. I moved my hand back along the thick shaft squeezing as I went, drawing the heavy foreskin back to expose the huge strawberry helmet shaped cockhead. I huge cock broadened as my hand need the base and I had to use two hands to encircled the base, driving my hands into the thick bushy pubic hair and stretching the skin taunt along the shaft, I felt the monstrous cock throbbing in my hands as I squeezed the base causing blood to pump into the already massive cock. The huge strawberry head turned colour from strawberry to a dark maroon and it expanded in size. I had learned this technique by doing it to myself and on Mr Deangelo the results were spectacular,the big man groaned and thrust his hips towards me in a steady rocking motion, fucking his huge cock between my squeezing hands. Precum oozed from the slit in long silvery ropes and I lent forward and licked the slit, savouring the copious precum. Opening my mouth as wide as I could I crammed the huge cockhead into my mouth, my jaw stretched and I swirled my tongue to lubricant it for further entry. "Mama mia! Oh yes!" Groaned Mr Deangelo as he watched the boy sucking vigorously on his huge cock. The kid had just gone up in his estimation and he made a mental note to give him a raise to encourage him to stay and not consider leaving and he mentally patted as own back for hiring him who. He hadn't had a mouth on his cock in years as his wife was as friget as a fucking ice cube. For the last five years she had flatly refused his huge cock, complaining that it hurt her pelvic. He had had his cock wanked but the young boys he'd employed were to scared to suck it and he had always become impatient with them but this bambino was going to last as long as he could keep him. I tried as hard as I swallow as much of that huge cock as I could but after three inches and the huge head I gagged, although I sucked and wanked for all I was worth. I reached beneath and grasped the huge nuts hang provocatively beneath and while squeezing and tugging as I sucked caused Mr Deangelo to cry out like a wild animal and thrust. His monstrous cock lodged in my throat has what seemed like gallons of hot cum exploded from it. I gagged and swallow desperately as the old man groaned and swore in Italian. When he finally extracted his monstrous weapon from my mouth, he had tears pouring down his cheeks and he hugged me to him tightly as his still hard cock jabbed me in the chest. "Now I suck you my little bambino!" Stated Mr Deangelo as he knelt before me. The large Italian man yanked my pants and unpants down in one movement releasing my thick throbbing 7" cock with precum drooling from the slit in strands. Mr Deangelo grasped my cock at the base and drawing my foreskin back he wanked it 3 times then he squeezed, forcing blood into it. He then proceeded to lick the precum and my cockhead, tickling it with his bushy moustache and causing me to groan out loud, this made him chuckle as he engulfed my throbbing cockhead. He sucked as he wanked and I thrust, trying to penetrate the hot wet cavern surrounding my cock. "Aah! Aah! Yes Mr Deangelo! Suck me! Oh yes!" I groaned as I grasped the big man's head between my hands and tried desperately to fuck those thick Italian lips. Mr Deangelo grasped my balls in his other hand and as he sucked my cock he massaged and fondled my balls. Slowly he engulfed my cock into his mouth until I was sliding down his velvety throat. I had never experienced this sensation before and as his throat massaged me I felt my orgasm rushing through every nerve in my body. He moved his mouth up and down the shaft, keeping me embedded in his throat and the sight of that thick bushy moustache merging into my pubic hair, thrust me over the edge. I cock convulsed and I actually felt the cum shoot from the slit as Mr Deangelo's throat milked my throbbing cock. My body danced a spastic jig and Mr Deangelo's strong hairy hands held me, supporting me as I climaxed. Once I had come down to earth, I looked down at Mr Deangelo who was still kneeling and licking my still hard cock clean. "Gee thanks Mr Deangelo! That was the best blow job I've ever, ever had." I gushed. "The pleasure she ease all mine!" Laughed Mr Deangelo as he arose from his kneeling position, "tomorrow we must fetch some delivery, you ask your Papa to work late and I pay extra, okay?" I nodded vigorously as I stuffed my cock back into my pants and left through the back door.I peddled home as fast as I could, reliving every moment and as soon as I had permission from my parents to work late the next day I rushed upstairs to my room and proceeded to wank myself. Before I went to sleep I wanked myself again thinking of today with Mr Deangelo and waiting in anticipation for tomorrow. The next day dragged by and I couldn't wait for the last bell. I peddled like crazy until I reached the store and rushed inside breathless. I went about the usual chores and was rewarded with an occasion wink from Mr Deangelo although we never got to the toilet. When the store was locked up, I went to the toilet in anticipation but Mr Deangelo called and announced that we were going to load up supplies. We climbed into his truck and rambled across town to an old warehouse. We were met by a middle aged black man who greeted Mr Deangelo familiarity and they departed to his office. I loaded the supplies and waited by the truck, suddenly Mr Deangelo appeared and called me to follow him and he headed back to the office. We entered the office and I was introduced to Mr Jarrett who was about Mr Deangelo's age and build. He had a completely bald head with typical negroid features, heavy brow, thick broad nose and thick fleshy lips. His complexion was very dark and his thick bull neck ran into huge muscular shoulders and chest, with a thick torso and broad hips that fell squarely into thick muscular thighs with a large ample bulge nestled between them. He wore loose track pants and a sleeveless track top. He shook my hand warmly and held it in his huge black one is he offered me a chair, I sat down and he perched himself on the edge of his desk. The pose thrust his hips forwards and displayed the huge bulge at his crotch. I stared openly and when he caught me he winked and smiled, I smiled back and turned to Mr Deangelo who nodded his approval. "Hey bambino, you like to see some big black sausage, yes?" Asked the big Italian as he fondled himself openly. I nodded vigorously and looked to Mr Jarrett who smiled and squeezed himself, his big black hand cupped his ample bulge. "Here I am, help yourself!" Smiled the big black man. I needed no second bidding, I stood and reaching for the elastic on the track pants I pulled his trousers down, a jockstrap cradled the ample bulge and I wasted no time in dragging that down the thick black muscular thighs to release a big thick black uncut cock. It equalled Mr Deangelo's but was only slightly thinner. It slowly unravelled and in it's semi erect state I estimated it to be about 7 or 8 inches, with a thick vein running the full length of the shaft and the foreskin was partly rolled back showing a purple cockhead with a puffy slit. Nestled beneath was a pair of huge balls that out sized Mr Deangelo's by comparison and he had a healthy pair. I wasted no time in grasping it and rolling the foreskin back to expose the big purple helmet shaped cockhead. I proceeded to wank the big black cock and it responded, growing longer and thicker until it was rock hard and throbbing. Mr Jarrett dragged his shirt off, revealing a muscular torso that was covered in crisp tight curly black hair. His big nipples were almost purple, matching his cockhead and he grasped them between thumb and forefinger, squeezing and stretching them out as I explored his monstrous cock and balls. Weighing them in my white hands as I noted the shape of the big black cock matched Mr Deangelo's exactly, thick and flaring down to the base making it almost as thick as Mr Deangelo's. His pubic hair was bushy and the cock was 11" which I measured to verify MrJarrett's statement and I wanked it would both hands as I licked around the big shiny purple cockhead, concentrating on the thick ridge that ran the circumference and causing the big black man to groan. I then opened my mouth and engulfed the big purple head causing Mr Jarrett to cry out and stretch his nipples further. "Oh yeah baby! Wow what a hot little mouth you have! Yeah suck that nigga meat!" Groaned Mr Jarrett as he eased more black cock into my eager mouth. From the corner of my eye I saw Mr Deangelo wanking is huge Italian cock as he stared at me sucking Mr Jarrett. He smiled encouragement and I held out my hand for his cock which he hastily placed into it. I sucked the big black cock as I wanked the big thick white one wanked and I was a teenager in absolute bliss. "I'm true huh? I not tell you him very hot and how you say "horny"! Chuckled the big Italian as he thrust his hips in steady rythme to my wanking. "Yeah! Your bambino is sure hot!" Groaned the big black man as he gave his balls a tug and stretched the scrotum down, outlining his huge black nuts. I swallowed more cock as I watched the big black hand dragging on the huge balls. I was busy on Mr Jarrett for about 10 minutes when I felt his cock twitch and begin to thicken, then the big black man began wailing like an animal as I anticipated his nearing climax and sucked harder while I wanked the thick black shaft with my free hand. Cum erupted from Mr Jarrett and the hot thick liquid flooded my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could but still it oozed from the corners and ran down my chin. I sucked as hard as I could, squeezing the thick shaft just as hard and listening to the big black man curse, encourage and wail like a wounded animal until his cock stopped pumping hot cum into me and he eventually pulled his cock away,laughing that it was super sensitive. I quickly turned my mouth onto Mr Deangelo and crammed his monstrous weapon into it as I sucked and wanked him he reached for his balls and massaged them. The big Italian didn't last very long, my show with the black man had turned him on and within a short time he was shooting thick ropes of cum into my mouth and wailing as loudly as Mr Jarrett. When I finally withdrew the thick Italian cock from my mouth the 2 men announced that they were going to blow me together. They stripped me down and Mr Jarrett commented on my big cock for a boy my age. Then they stood me on the desk and they both licked my throbbing cock from base to head with one on each side. Their thick tongues lapping my throbbing shaft had me groaning and moaning as I grasped their heads and thrust hard trying to face fuck them. Mr Jarrett engulfed my cock, his thick brown lips suctioned around the head of my cock and he sucked as he swirled his tongue. I cried out and grabbed his head as I thrust my throbbing cock into his mouth and he began bobbing his head as he sucked me harder, going to deep throat and then working back up to the the head. Mr Deangelo licked and sucked my nipples then my balls, his thick bushy moustache tickled my balls as he suctioned onto them and when I looked down the 2 big men were wanking each other. I grasped Mr Jarrett's head and fucked his thick brown lips as he sucked me meanwhile Mr Deangelo moved behind me and first he kissed each butt cheek then he spread them and licked up and down the cleft, concentrating on my butt-hole, swirling his tongue around the rossette. Then he placed his mouth over my butt-hole and sucked hard, I cried out in passion and almost screamed when he thrust his tongue into my whole, fucking me with it.He forced his tongue into me as far as it could go and lapped the walls of my shute while sucking on the outer rim. The sensation was incredible, my cock jerked and thickened and Mr Jarrett moaned in appreciation. I groaned and ground my pubic hair into the black man as his lips pressed against me. Mr Deangelo worked I butt-hole until I shot my load down Mr Jarrett's throat, wailing like the 2 grown had. My cock convulsed and I shot load after load into the big black man's mouth as he sucked and swallowed.I had never experienced such a mind shattering orgasm before. My body did have obscene spastic dance as white fire fled through every nerve in my body and it ended in the tip of my throbbing cock at the very moment it hit my head. Once I had regained my senses I sucked both men off a second time, taking a little longer and savouring their huge cocks, and trying desperately to swallow as much cock as I could to return the favour they had done on mine. Both men rewarded me with large copious amounts of cum which I greedily swallowed and licked and sucked for more. On the way home I extracted Mr Deangelo's huge Italian cock and proceeded to wank and suck him again until he was so distracted he had to pull off the road, where upon I dragged his trousers down and while I sucked I massaged his huge balls and slowly moved my hand back behind his balls. He lifted as broad hips hand I reached back, finding his hairy butt-hole and I rubbed my finger around the puckered rossette until he groaned for me to insert my finger. While I sucked his cock I fingered his hole and he urged me to insert another and another until was frigging his butt-hole with 3 fingers. He dragged his trousers off and kneeling on the seat he presented his" huge butt to me and demanded I fuck him. Surprised and willing I got behind him and positioned my cock but before I could enter he produced a jar of lubricant and smeared my throbbing thick 7" cock liberally. Then he guided my cockhead against his butt-hole and reaching behind me he grasped my hips and as he pulled me forwards he thrust himself back and my cock plunged into him to the hilt. We both cried out simultaneously and he held me tightly until his butt-hole stopped spasming around my cock. Then he began pushing backwards and urged me to fuck him. I responded by thrusting until he began directing my movements and when I was long dicking him he gyrated his hips. His butt-hole milked my cock and although I wanted it to last my climax rushed up and I exploded into his bowels. He held me tightly into himself as he wanked himself and when he climaxed his hot tunnel squeezed and caressed my throbbing cock making me grown and thrust deeply. I extracted my cock and Mr Deangelo sucked and licked me clean while I returned the favour. He dropped me off at home and carried on to the store telling me to fetch my bike tomorrow and promising me lots more fun. I floated into the house and swallowed my dinner in a haze after which I fained exhaustion and crept into bed where I wanked and fingered my butt-hole in exploration of a new sensation and conjured up a fantasy of Mr Deangelo fucking my tight butt-hole. I climaxed hard from my fantasy and who knows maybe one day soon it could happen, hell maybe I could be fucked by Mr Deangelo and Mr Jarrett. I smiled dreamerly as I drifted off to sleep.