Date: Wed, 26 Jul 2023 18:19:10 +0000 From: Kevin Webster Subject: Clyde And Kevin-1 All the usual disclaimers apply. The following story is entirely fictional and contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity between a teenage boy and adult males. Read no further if you are under the age of 18 or offended by such material. Please consider donating to Nifty (https://donate.nifty.org). Let's keep this site up and running. Gay / Adult-youth / Interracial: oral, anal, M+/t+ - - - - - Clyde And Kevin - Part 1 During the 1970s, my mother and I lived on the edge of a black community in south London. While my mother worked two jobs, to keep a roof over our heads, I was looked after by a black neighbour. Clyde took a liking to me, and so began showing me photographs of naked women and girls having sex with men. He then moved onto showing me photographs of naked men and boys. In these photographs there were black men having sex with white boys. I have to admit, they really turned me on. I was 12 years old at the time, with blue eyes and blond hair, so I looked like the white boys in the photographs. Clyde was coal-black and in his late 40s, so he looked like the black men in the photographs. This prompted him to placed his hand on my shorts and squeezed my cock as we sat on the sofa and looked at the photographs. I didn't resist his touch, so he opened my shorts and pulled my cock and ball-sac out from my Y-fronts. He jacked me off like the men in the photographs. He even bent over and sucked my cock. It felt great, so from that day on we enjoyed sex almost every weekday. Eventually, he began taking his cock and ball-sac out, and encouraged me to play with them. I was very impressed with his uncut cock, because it was ultra-long and quite thick. He then encouraged me to suck his cock. I found the smell of his crotch quite arousing and erotic. I sucked his cock and made him climax. A week later, he said he was going to "poke my arse." However, the only way he could do it was to give me an enema first. As uncomfortable as the enema was, getting fucked in the arse by a black cock was really painful; and when it was over, I vowed not to do it again. Of course, after looking at the photographs again, and sucking cock, I couldn't resist the arse fucking. I'm sure my mother knew, or at least suspected, what was going on. She never said anything and decided to let things continue. While my mother was at work, Clyde began inviting his like-minded friends over to "fuck my white arse." Many a time I was being fucked in the mouth by one man, and at the same time, being fucked in the arse by another man. ~ ~ ~ During this time, a man named Lloyd came on the scene. He was black and a keen photographer. He teamed me up with two black teenagers and took scores of photographs of me being fucked by their awesome cocks. Jay and Tyrell were both black-on-white bullies, but they did have one redeeming grace. Like me, they both loved Soul music. Lloyd's record shop was the place to hang out. The shop was only busy on Fridays and Saturdays, so