Date: Fri, 29 Jun 2018 07:33:27 +0000 From: Andy Mann Subject: Devon's New Boy - Part 2 Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. It is not based on any real persons, living or dead. Please leave now if you are underage, or dislike vivid descriptions of sexual activity between men and teenage boys. Please consider donating to Nifty at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Gay/adult-youth / interracial: oral anal, t/M+ - - - - - Devon's New Boy - Part 2 That evening, Andy lay in the bath and nursed his sore arse. His anus was still very sore, but he was recovering fast from his initial black-on-white fucking. In fact, he was now looking forward to the next session. Two days later, Andy was walking through the park, heading for the park keeper's hut. 'Hi, Andy,' said Wilco. 'Fancy seeing you here.' Andy stopped and smiled. 'Still eager for our little get-together on Friday?' asked Wilco. 'You bet,' said Andy. 'Six of the best! I can't wait.' Wilco laughed, as he put his hand on the boy's shoulder. 'How's that arse of yours, boy. Still sore?' 'No,' replied Andy. 'It's fine now. I just needed a hot bath and a few hours rest.' 'So, are you up for a seeing-to today?' asked Wilco. 'We can go to my place and have a bit of fun.' 'Well...' 'Don't worry about Devon,' he interrupted. 'The man's a hard-nut, we both know that, but this will be more of a warm up session for Friday. You don't want to turn up and disappoint the posse, now do you?' * * * Wilco parked his car outside a small block of flats and ushered Andy inside. They walked up several flights of stairs, to the top floor, and stood outside number ten. Andy knew something was amiss when Wilco rang the doorbell. 'I left my keys in my other coat,' he said, lying. 'I'm always doing that.' The door opened and there stood a tall, white man in his early fifties. He was smartly dressed, and had a military-style haircut. 'This is the boy I was telling you about, Frank,' said Wilco to the man. 'He loves black cock and wants you to...' 'Keep your voice down, Wil,' said Frank. 'Come in and introduce me to the lad properly. He looks very photogenic.' Andy was propelled forward, into the flat, when he tried to step back. The old man seemed friendly enough, but Wilco had not told the truth about the flat being his, so what was he planning? 'Andy, meet Frank,' said Wilco, as he ushered the boy into the lounge. 'Frank is the posse's official photographer, and he's also a tip-top lurker and pervert.' The lounge was neat and tidy, and very well furnished. The man was clearly a fastidious soul, and very house-proud - everything was just so, with lots of ashtrays and coasters on hand for untidy guests. 'Nice to meet you, Andy,' said Frank. 'Wil is an oaf, so ignore his crude comments about my hobby. Yes, I enjoy taking photographs of naked white boys being fucked by burly black men. Unfortunately, when I was a boy, there was no photographer on hand to capture me being humped by randy black men.' 'Nice to meet you, Frank,' said Andy. 'Wilco didn't say anything about being naked in front of a camera.' 'Typical,' said Frank. 'The man's a complete moron. He's let me down again, and it's such a shame .... I bet you look real sexy in the nude.' 'He sure does,' said Wilco. 'He looks tip-top in the nude. C'mon, Andy! Show the man your assets.' 'Just me,' added Frank. 'No camera, no pressure. And Wilco can still fuck you later, in the spare bedroom.' Andy smiled, the men had won him over completely. He so wanted to be fucked by Wilco, and letting the old man watch would be such a thrill. 'Right!' said Wilco to Andy. 'Strip off for the man, real slow like. Let him see all your sexy assets.' Andy giggled, and then complied. Frank sat down on the sofa and watched the boy undress. * * * An hour or so later, Frank's camera was clicking away and capturing the sex-romp in the spare bedroom. Andy was a little tipsy from the Tizer cocktail he'd been given earlier. It was just to help him relax, apparently. And he had been assured that the photographs would remain in Frank's private collection - youngsters can be so gullible at times. 'That's it, Andy,' said Frank. 'Get those legs up high.' Chaz and Leon stood behind Frank, awaiting their turn in front of the camera. The two burly blacks were slowly stroking their uncut cocks, getting them ready for Andy's tight arsehole. The boy had been so surprised when they first entered the bedroom. Clearly, he hadn't been told that he was expected to service three hard-standing cocks that day. Wilco had set him up good and proper. The man had undermined Devon's dominance over him, by leading him astray; had introduced him to a kinky photographer; and now he was about to be fucked by two non-posse members. Only the love of black cock would ensure that he keep quiet about the unscheduled photo-shoot. Wilco groaned with pleasure as he shot his load into the boy's arsehole. The cock-sucking had been great, but Wilco's cock much preferred the tight grip of the boy's rectum. After a short respite, Andy was positioned on his back, with his legs held up and apart. His ankles were now resting on Leon's broad shoulders. The man inched forward, so that his cock could enter the boy's arsehole. Meanwhile, Chaz was lowering his cock into the boy's open mouth. 'Excellent! Excellent!' said Frank. 'That's a great shot - the blond being topped and tailed by coal-black cock.' Leon pushed in slowly, but firmly; as did Chaz at the other end. Andy gagged as both men took charge of his skinny body. Their stroke rates increased as Frank stepped in to take a few close-ups of the black-on-white romp. Andy was sweating, and so was the two black men. Wilco stood behind Frank, holding a towel and a glass of Tizer. Andy so wanted that drink. 'That's a nice Guinness Sandwich,' said Wilco. 'Two portions of shout, with a small amount of white froth in-between.' 'Guinness Sandwich,' said Frank. 'I like that phrase. It's so apt.' 'He's a real good fuck,' said Leon. 'And so accommodating.' 'And so quiet,' added Chaz, laughing. Frank continued to click away as Leon unloaded his seed into the boy's 'accommodating' arsehole. Andy's body juddered as the man quickly withdrew and made way for Chaz, and then Wilco, who wanted another bite of the cherry. As Wilco pumped more seed into the boy's hole, he noticed that some of it was beginning to ooze out, past his cock. Andy was now full to overflowing. And Frank was out of film again. 'Let's take a break,' said Frank to Wilco. 'Give the boy a bath, and then get him ready for round two. Cock-sucking in the lounge should see us through to tea-time.' Wilco used a damp towel to mop up the mess Andy's leak had made on the stripped-down bed. The boy was given a glass of Tizer and ushered into the bathroom to get cleaned up. Andy was home later that day. The cock-sucking session went on, and on, and on. All four men sucked on the boy's four-inch stem, until it was completely dry. However, Andy didn't miss out on his own cock-sucking education. It all looked good on film, but the men were firing blanks by the time Frank called it a day. 'Now, not a word to Devon,' said Wilco, as he helped the boy get dressed. 'If he finds out about the warm up session, he'll blow his top. He'll blame the both of us, so keep your mouth shut.' 'Unless there's a cock to suck,' laughed Andy. 'I just couldn't resist.' 'It's no joke, kid,' snapped Wilco. 'Devon can be mighty fierce when crossed.' A quick round of kisses finished off the visit to Frank's flat. And, as Andy kissed Frank, another black-on-white session was arranged for the following week.