Date: Mon, 11 Jun 2018 07:53:14 +0000
From: Andy Mann <andymann303@outlook.com>
Subject: Kid Blackmore

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Gay/adult-youth, interracial: oral anal, t/M+

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Kid Blackmore - Part 1

'Everywhere I go, I run into skinny blonds like you, hungry for black
cock. And guess what! I love feeding my cock into their eager young
mouths.'

He popped the last button on his Wranglers and reached deep into his
jeans. Instinctively, I leaned over to see more. My eyes keenly focused on
what his hand was slowly pulling out of his jeans. He chuckled.

'I knew you were a cock-sucker the minute I saw you. I guess I was right to
invite you into my cab.'

His deep voice was mesmerizing. He began to stroke my hair with his other
hand. I moaned and looked up at him again.

'So, when I run into boys like you,' he said, moving his hand to stroke my
cheek, 'I like to leave a lasting impression. Usually on the back of their
throats.'

'I've never sucked a black man's cock.' I said, staring up into his
commanding eyes.

He slipped his thumb into my mouth and I instinctively began to suckle it.

'Well, you're about to suck one now, boy.'

He pushed his thumb deep into my mouth, and I took it all.

'Huh,' he said, shaking his head. 'Let's try this.'

He pulled his thumb out and replaced it with two fingers. I nearly came in
my shorts from the taste. A minute later, he pulled his fingers from my
mouth, which made me whimper like a puppy, and grabbed my face in his
powerful hand. He leaned down close, and I could smell the ciggies on his
breath.

'You're a real, straight up bitch-boy,' he said. 'Ain't you, blondy?'

'Yes, sir,' I said, not at all bothered by the names he was calling me. It
felt so-o-o right.

'How many cocks have you suck dry today?' He asked, holding my jaw tight in
his hand.

'Five, sir,' I answered. 'Two this morning, and three this afternoon.'

'Did they all shoot down your throat, bitch?'

'Yes, sir.'

'Did you get your arse fucked today, boy?'

'No, sir.'

'Not to worry. It's just a matter of time for a cute kid like you. Now open
your mouth wide.'

He grabbed a handful of my blond hair, pulled my head forward, and held it
a few inches above his cock.

The sight of his coal-black cock made me tingle all over. It was long and
thick, and I so wanted to suck on its virile length.

'Play with it, boy,' he said, laughing. 'Like you play with the men in the
lorry park.'

I took the head of his cock in my mouth and moaned deeply. He let go of my
hair and I fell on his awesome cock. Some four inches of his hard-standing
stem worked its way into my mouth. I adjusted my position and began to
suck.

'Oh yeah, boy,' he moaned. You're such a straight up bitch.'

He pushed harder as more of his stem slid into my mouth.

'You suck that todger good, boy,' he said. 'I've always got a load for a
slut like you.'

He put his hand on the back of my head and forced me down further.

'Take it all, bitch!' he snapped. 'You need to please your new beau!'

With that, he shoved the rest of his stem into my mouth. I took it all, as
he pushed my nose into his pubes. I could feel a button on his jeans scrape
against my nose as he pulled my head up, off his cock, slowly.

'Damn! You got a hell of a mouth on you, boy,' he said, as I gulped for
air.

Tears of joy were running down my face; and then, he rammed my head down on
the full-length of his throbbing cock.

'Take that black stem, boy!' he growled, as he began to raise and lower my
head on his manhood, using his strong hands to grip my head tightly.

'I've got a big load for you, bitch,' he continued. 'And I'm gonna shoot my
black seed into your white mouth.'

He rammed his cock deep into my battered mouth, and I was only too happy to
accommodate it - I was that horny and hungry for black cock.

I used everything I had learned from sucking off the drivers in the lorry
park. I had been training for this moment for yonks.

'Here it comes, slut! Take my seed!'

I felt his length throb in my mouth as he pumped his juice down my
throat. I held my breath and took it all, sucking down every last drop.

'Oh, Fuck!' he cried, as his whole body shook.

I sucked his cock dry, and then watched him fall back into his seat. I kept
nursing his stem, licking his knob with the tip of my tongue.

'Jeez,' I moaned, as I shot my load into my shorts.

He reached down and held me to him with one hand.

'Boy!' he said. 'You are truly something special.'

He grabbed my hair and lifted me up, until we were face to face. He stared
into my eyes for a moment and then kissed me deeply. His tongue pushed its
way past my lips and invaded my mouth. I could taste the cigarettes mixing
with the taste of his seed in my mouth. I kissed him back, licking his
tongue with mine, tasting him. It was my first sexual kiss and it was
fucking amazing. He pulled back and looked me in the eyes.

'Damn, I would love to take you on the road with me,' he said, smiling.

I felt his hand slide down my back and into my shorts. He grabbed my
arse-cheeks and squeezed.

'I could teach you a lot of things, boy,' he said, kissed me again. 'But
right now I gotta get back on the road. I'll be back in three days, around
this time, and I expect you to be waiting to service my cock again.'

'I'll be here, sir.' I said, opening the door.

I walked back to my bike as I heard him start up the Scammell Highwayman's
engine. He honked the horn and waved goodbye.

I felt something wet and looked down to see the spunk stain on my shorts,
where I had shot my load, while sucking Fabian's hard-standing cock. I had
shot without even touching myself!

'Aren't you a little young to be out this late, son?'

I turned and saw another black man. This man was much shorter than Fabian,
but very muscular.

'I'm almost 13 years old, sir,' I said, knowing that my words sounded a bit
stupid. However, I didn't know what else to say.

His face was rough looking, and he wasn't attractive in the typical way,
but there was something about his ugliness that turned me on.

'Oh! Almost 13 years old,' he said, licking his lips. 'Well then, come over
here, son.'

I walked toward him, with the taste of Fabian's spunk still in my mouth.

'It's a hot night,' I said, not knowing what else to say.

'Did you have fun in Fabian's lorry, son?' he asked, as his hand squeezed
my arse.

'Yes, sir,' I replied. 'A lot of fun.'

I then felt his finger push against my arse-crack. I pushed back against
him, and looked up at him.

'Well, I only got a few minutes,' he said, 'but if you're still hungry for
cock, I might be able to feed ya.'

He was now rubbing two of his fingers against my arsehole, through my
shorts. He pushed the cotton fabric of my shorts into my arsehole and
pulled me close.

'What! Right here, sir?' I asked, glancing around. 'Beside the cafe.'

'It's here, or not at all, son,' he said. 'Now squat down, cock-sucker.'

He quickly pulled out his growing cock as I complied with his order. It was
almost as large as Fabian's, but it had a weird looking sideways curve to
it. It looked real bent up.

He grabbed my head and shoved the whole crooked thing into my
mouth. Luckily, my sloppy wet mouth could accommodate it. He didn't show me
any mercy as he fucked my face like a dog fucks a bitch - fast, hard and
deep.

'So, you wanna be a black man's slut!' he snapped.

I tried to nod my head, but that didn't work.

'Suck on my crooked cock, bitch-boy,' he continued. 'Take my fucking seed,
you little white whore.'

He rammed his cock into my mouth a few more times, then suddenly pulled it
out. I kinda fell forward as he splattered my face with spunk.

'Jeez, sir,' I said, as the spunk ran down my left cheek.

'I come through here once a week,' he said, as I wiped the spunk off my
face. 'So you be here, okay!'

I nodded and looked down to see that I had stained my shorts again. I was
in a complete daze.

'So it's a date, son,' he said. 'My cock, your mouth, my pleasure.'

I heard a few voices and saw a couple of men standing near the entrance to
the cafe. They were laughing and looking in my direction. I pulled the
fabric of my shorts out of my arsehole and grabbed my bike. And as I rode
away, I heard one of the men say that he had I shot a load into my mouth
that morning.

I rode out of the lorry park and headed home. My mother was working her
second job, as a bar maid, so I had plenty of time to get home before the
pub closed. I could jump in the bath, get cleaned up, and be in bed before
she got home.

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Kid Blackmore - Part 2

I was now addicted to black cock, so I didn't suck off the white drivers
anymore. They all tried to bribe me with money, sweets and comics, but I
said no. Of course, there were other kids willing to go down on them, so I
didn't feel guilty.

The 'greasy spoon' cafe was always busy. And the car park out front was
never empty. Nor was the lorry park that backed onto the cafe.

Fabian and Lloyd were drivers from up north, but there were other black
drivers from elsewhere. King Kela was from Africa, Nigeria I think. He was
big and burly, and was always giving me the eye. He worked for a heavy
haulage firm, based in Essex, and his Highwayman was painted red and green,
with gold signage. He was in his early forties, and hadn't gone home after
the war.

'How's it going, spud?' he asked, as he headed toward his lorry. I looked
down and saw that he had a beautiful bump in his crotch. It looked awesome.

'Just out for a ride on my bike, King,' I said, smiling at him. His eyes
were fully focused on my crotch.

'I like the look of your... your bike, spud,' he said, smiling.

He then dropped his hand to his crotch and gave it a little squeeze.

'You gonna share, King?' I asked, amazed at my boldness.

'Yes,' he said. 'How much you want?'

'No charge, King,' I replied. 'I'm a real sucker for black men.'

He laughed, and guided me toward his lorry.

We clambered into his Highwayman and got nice and comfortable. He put his
huge hand on the back of my head and pulled me in, until our lips were just
touching. I really thought my stiffy was going to shoot its load.

We kissed as he felt me up.

'Damn it, baby,' he said, pulling away slightly. 'Your cock is so-o-o
fuckin' stiff. Get it out and let me see.'

I did as I was told, in double quick time.

'It's real small, sir,' I said, as my shorts came down. 'But it's rock-hard
when stiff.'

'How old are you?' he asked.

'12, sir. Almost 13.'

He gasped as he touched my cock, running his thumb over my glistening knob.

'Yep! Rock-hard when stiff,' he said, as he caressed my little stiffy.

I put my hand on his crotch and squeezed, but King was far more interested
in my cock and ball-sac.

'I'd like to see your cock, sir,' I said. 'I bet it's really, really big.'

'Yes, spud, it's massive,' he said. 'But at the moment, I want to play with
your little cock. So take off all your clothes and let me see you in the
nude.

I complied with King's request, but I wasn't very happy about it. Being
completely naked in the cab of a lorry was far too reckless for my liking,
and extremely disconcerting. Plus, the lorry was parked up and surrounded
by other vehicles. Plus, the cock I wanted to suck was still out of reach.

King played with my body in all kinds of different positions. He squeezed
my arse-cheeks; licked my arsehole, which really turned me on; and played
with my cock and ball-sac. He then kissed me all over; played with my
nipples; and fucked my mouth with his fingers.

'Attaboy, spud,' he said. 'Let's do that all over again.'

'Don't you want me to suck your cock, sir?' I asked, as my leg ended up
hanging out of the open window.

'Yes, yes,' he replied. 'We can do that any time, but not now. Your cock
and arse need working on now, so move your leg and let me close that
fuckin' window.'

'I'm nearly upside down here,' I pleaded. 'And I'm getting dizzy.'

'Button it, kid.' he growled. 'I need to finger-fuck your arse again.'

'Jeez, King. Someone might see!' I snapped. 'It's alright for you, you're
still dressed.'

'Yes, spud,' he laughed. 'And you're still fuckin' naked, so shut up and
let me get on.'

I shot my load into his mouth twice that afternoon.

* * *

The next day, I stripped off in the cab again. However, this time the
Highwayman wasn't parked up behind the cafe - King had picked me up at the
lorry park and taken me out into the Essex countryside. The lorry was
parked up on a farm, and surrounded by trees.

'Okay, spud,' said King. 'Get out of the cab and walk to the back of the
lorry, and don't dawdle.'

'We gonna do it in the back of the lorry?' I asked. 'Both of us naked,
like.'

'Yep! That's the plan,' he replied. 'But there's a surprise back there, so
you be on your best behaviour when the doors open and you get in.'

'Surprise, right,' I said. 'But I do get to suck on your cock this time
round?'

'No worries on that score, spud.'

A minute or so later, the doors swung open and the three black men greeted
me with broad smiles on their faces. They were all naked, and they were all
very pleased to see me.

I stepped back, but King stopped me from going any further.

'This is the boy I want you to meet,' he said to the men. 'He's real sexy,
and he loves sucking cock.'

I stared at the three hard-standing cocks. They were all long and thick,
and they all looked very suckable.

'Greetings, boy,' said the African on the right. 'Get up here and let me
say hello properly.'

'He's got a firm arse, Alum,' said King. 'And a tight hole.'

I stepped forward and was helped up by Samson and Verse. For some reason, I
wasn't scared at all - I suppose a naked boy, in the middle of the Essex
countryside, and surrounded by four burley Africans, might alarm some
people. However, I just saw four black cocks in need of servicing, so I was
quite content.

The inside of the lorry was empty, apart from the four Africans, myself and
a king size mattress. The mattress lay on the wooden floor and was wrapped
in clear plastic sheeting. King was between consignments, so he had the
whole day to take care of my needs.

'Right, spud,' said King, as he undressed before me. 'During the rumpy
pumpy, I want you to have a cock in your mouth at all times. Is that
clear?'

'Yes, sir,' I said.

I waited for King's cock to appear from beneath his clothing. I had seen
near-naked Africans in Tarzan films, but to have completely naked blacks,
standing right in front of me, and holding cocks instead of spears, was
truly awesome.

I bent over, with my hands on my knees, and licked each man's cock in
turn. It was a dopey move, I know, but it was my way of introducing myself
to the four men. A simple 'hello' just didn't seem appropriate, or
sufficient. I wanted my new friends to use me as a cock-sucking slut.

'Think you can handle this one, boy?' said Alum. 'It's pretty big, and
mighty tasty.'

'Yes, sir. I'll give it a try.'

I took the man's cock into my mouth. And yes, it was 'pretty big' and
'mighty tasty'.

'He looks so sexy with his lips wrapped around your cock, Alum,' said
Verse.

'Take it all, spud,' said King, as he saw Alum shove a few more inches of
cock into my mouth. 'Show my friend how good you are.'

Alum laughed as I dutifully sucked on his length. The man was now
face-fucking me with gusto. He grabbed my hair and increased his stroke
rate. I could feel his throbbing cock against the back of my throat, and
then felt his hairless ball-sac slam against my chin.

'Hell, boy,' said Alum. 'You've got an easy-fuck trap. It's just made for
face-fucking.'

'Can we keep him as a mascot, King?' asked Samson. 'He can sleep in the
barn. Old man Fuller don't have to know.'

'Yes,' put in Verse. 'We can keep him in the barn and fuck him every
day. Fuller won't even know he's there; and we can keep him naked in the
barn all the time. It's perfect.'

'Good idea,' said King. 'But NO! The boy comes back with me. He's a treat,
not a daily fuck. Besides, that skinny teenager, the runaway, is enough for
you three.'

'He's all fucked out,' said Verse. 'He was prime in the early days, but
he's arsehole is too loose and sloppy now.'

'And he's too old,' added Samson. 'We should put some clothes on him and
send him on his way.'

'Alright,' said King. 'Dump the runaway and I'll pick up a replacement when
I can. There's always a young arse on the road that won't be missed. And I
know the type to grab.'

'Oh, FUCK!' Alum shouted. 'He's draining me dry. The little bugger's
draining me dry.'

I did hear the men talking about 'a daily fuck' and keeping a naked
teenager on tap in the barn, but I was too engrossed in my work to care. I
kinda liked the idea of being a full-time mascot, but knew my mother
wouldn't approve. Plus, the owner of the cafe would blow the whistle on the
known 'nonce' drivers if I did go missing.

'Grab his balls, spud,' said King. 'Squeeze out every last drop.'

I swallowed Alum's load, and then licked his cock and ball-sac clean.

Verse and Samson were really keen to try out King's blond bitch, the boy
with the magic lips and tongue. They fell over themselves to be next.

'This kid is so-o-o fuckin' sexy,' said Samson. 'Where did you find him?'

'He found me,' replied King. 'He didn't mess around at all.'

The two men stood side by side and offered me their cocks. I didn't want to
disappoint either man, so I took hold of both stems. I kept one in my mouth
and toyed with the other.

They both grabbed a good handful of my hair, which allowed them to share
out my cock-sucking time. My head went back and forth under their control,
and from side to side when a changeover was deemed appropriate or
necessary. First one, then the other, would feed his entire length into my
mouth. I gagged continuously, which seemed to please all four men.

My aching jaw was in need of a rest, but I was the one who refused to
stop. I so wanted to swallow more seed, and caress more coal-black
cock. Finally, I managed to trigger a load from Verse, which in turn
triggered a load from Samson.

'Nice one, baby,' said King. 'Swallow hard and make him happy.'

Samson's load hit my left cheek as I gulped down Verse's seed. The man
didn't seem too happy with the timing of his orgasm, but luckily he didn't
blame me for his splash-it-all-over climax.

'You hogged his mouth, arsehole,' growled Samson. 'You're on notice, so
watch your back.'

I quickly released Verse's cock and began finger-licking Samson's spent
sperm.

'It tastes better this way, sir,' I said, smiling at the angry
African. 'Can I lick your cock clean? Before it goes soft.'

'Yes, boy,' said Alum. 'Lick his cock clean. We don't want these two
falling out over a silly misunderstanding.'

Verse went to say something, but thought better of it. In my mind's eye, I
could see the two naked men going at it, just like wrestlers. Powerful arms
and legs wrapped around each other; cocks a-flapping; arse-cheeks
a-slapping. It was then that I shot my load onto the floor.

* * *

After the clean up, I was invited to lay down on the mattress with King.

'Now, I'm gonna fuck your arse, baby,' he said. 'And it's gonna hurt a
lit...'

'Because your arsehole is smaller than your mouth,' said Verse,
interrupting.

'Yes,' said King, glaring at Verse. 'The pain won't last long though, so
try to ride it out.'

Even with the Vaseline, the pain was intense, and lasted throughout the
whole fuck. It waxed and waned as the man gently took my virginity.

'Because your arsehole is way too small for King's cock,' said Alum to
Verse. 'That's what you should of said to the boy. So clean up that blood
and wash his arse.'

'It won't be so bad next time, spud,' said King. 'And it gets better and
better with each and every fuck.'

'Yes,' said Samson. 'You'll be bouncing up and down on my cock in no time
at all.'

I was in a daze, and still aching from the arse-stretching ordeal. I liked
sucking cock, but the arse-fucking was gonna take time to get use to.

'He's too sore to carry on,' said King to his friends. 'He needs a nice hot
bath, so I'll drive him home.'

'Don't forget to bring him back soon,' said Alum to King. 'And don't forget
the replacement for Dopey Dave, the runaway.'

'We can poke Dopey tonight,' said Verse. 'Over a beer and a bale of straw.'

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