Date: Sun, 24 Oct 2021 19:03:28 +0000 From: Trev1949 Subject: Lloyd's New Squeeze-2 All the usual disclaimers apply. The following story is entirely fictional and contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity between adult males and teenage boys. READ NO FURTHER if you are under the age of eighteen or offended by such material. Please donate to nifty.org (https://donate.nifty.org). It is the only way to keep this site up and running. Gay - Interracial: M+/t+ oral anal - - - - - Lloyd's New Squeeze 2 Come Saturday, the four black men put John and I to work in a small warehouse. The single-story building stood alone, in the centre of a lorry park; and by the look of things, it had not been used in years. Fabian was the keyholder, and looked after the place for the absentee owner. Inside the warehouse, the storage area was clean, empty and well-lit. "Okay, boys," Fabian said. "Bring those two mattresses in from the van, and then get undressed. John and I smiled at each other as we left the warehouse and walked over to Devon's van. The two mattresses were murder to handle. They were wrapped in plastic, and because they were doubles, were heavy and awkward to carry. "Chop, chop, boys," Alwyn said. "Lay that mattress down beside the other one, but leave some room between the two." John and I stripped naked as Fabian locked the main doors from the inside. Lloyd collected up our clothes and told his three friends to get naked. "Donkey Derby! Donkey Derby!" Lloyd announced. "Climb aboard a white donkey and ride him round the warehouse. John knows what to do, so Trevor follow his lead." Alwyn mounted John and told him to get going. The piggyback failed the first time: Alwyn's foot had hit the back of John's knee and sent the boy flying. "Get up, donkey!" Alwyn snapped. "And win this race for me." Devon mounted me as Alwyn mounted John again. The two men were really heavy, but John and I managed to finish the three-circuit race. "Another win for me, I believe," Alwyn said, as he dismounted his breathless donkey. "Now, bend over and collect your reward, boy." John was slapped across the arse three times. Alwyn then kissed John on the lips and offered him a drink from a silver hip flask. I was ridden around the course by all four men. I won some races, so my arse was slapped and my mouth was filled by cheap whisky. "Wash the donkeys down and get them ready for sex," Lloyd said. "They have four cocks to service today, so no more whisky." A bucket of cold water was poured over my head. The icy-cold water sobered me up for a while, but it didn't last long. "You have a really nice body, boy," Alwyn said to John. "I'm going to love fucking your skinny, white arse." John clearly liked the sound of that - he, like me, enjoyed such lewd compliments. "Okay, son," Devon said to me. "Get down on your knees and suck my cock." I quickly did as I was told. "Suck on that stem, son," Devon said. "I'm going to make you my sex-slave today." I sucked and licked the man's uncut stem, and then his shiny cock-head, and then his hairless ball-sac. I just couldn't get enough of Devon's hard-standing cock. I was clearly becoming addicted to cock-sucking. "Where's the Vaseline, Fabian?" Alwyn asked. "John needs his hole lubricated. And then he needs to be well and truly fucked." Yes, John was about to be bent over and power-fucked by Alwyn. "That arse of yours looks so-o-o inviting," Alwyn said to John. "I love humping white, submissive schoolboys like you. Ain't that right, Lloyd?" "Yes," Lloyd replied. "And they never forget it." "Hold up, Lloyd," Alwyn said. "I'm no rapist. I just get a little carried away sometimes." Alwyn put a greasy finger in John's arsehole, and moved it in and out real slow. "Just you take care with this one," Lloyd said. "John's arsehole is real tight, so don't you go splitting him in two." Alwyn smiled and eased his cock into John's arsehole, and it clearly made the youngster squirm. The boy whimpered, and then asked for a short respite. "No way, boy," Alwyn snapped. "I'm going to fuck you up hills and down dales. And then I'm gonna fuck you some more." "No, please stop," John begged. "It really hurts!" Alwyn didn't take any notice. He was now using the boy's arsehole for his own pleasure. He carried on thrusting away until he shuddered and climaxed inside John's arsehole. "Take it all, boy!" he snapped. John gasped for breath as the rigid stem slipped out of his battered arsehole. "Great!" Lloyd snapped sarcastically. "He sure took it all." "Okay," Alwyn said. "Let's try again! Get over here and take John's place, Trevor." I was sweating profusely by the time Alwyn had finished power-fucking my arsehole. The man really enjoyed pounding away at my burning hole as John and the others watched. I was truly thankful that the cheap whisky had helped me cope with the pain. I knew I would be back for more later, so I limped off for another slug of whisky and a quick wash-down. ~ ~ ~ "He's really enjoying this, Dev," Lloyd said. "He's loving every second of this double fuck." I sucked hard on Lloyd's cock as Devon fucked my arsehole. Meanwhile, on the other mattress, John was being double fucked by Alwyn and Fabian, and again he was grunting and groaning for a respite. Apparently, he liked to play the victim: the white boy being raped by burly black men. He made a lot of noise, but he never refused a cock. "C'mon, baby," Fabian said. "It's not that big. Just relax and open up a bit more." With that, Fabian pushed his cock a tad further in. John cried out again, but nothing was going to stop the invader from taking up temporary residency. Eventually, John's cries of pain suddenly changed to cries of pleasure. John and I were double fucked for the rest of the day. We couldn't walk properly the next day, so we blamed our gate on a football match and some dodgy tackling. Mint-flavoured mouthwash helped cover the smell of spunk and whisky; however, we had to chew some bubblegum to complete the cover-up that weekend. The two of us were air-fucked the next Saturday. The men bounced us up and down on their cocks a good many times. On Monday, a boy at school recognised our odd gate and threatened the blow the whistle. The next Saturday he stepped into the warehouse and was air-fucked alongside his two new friends. "Three naked schoolboys bouncing up and down on three black cocks," Lloyd said. "What a sight for sore eyes." "Earl, the school caretaker, has been air-fucking me for week," Kevin said. "His arms and legs are super strong, so he can hold me up in the air for ages." "Is he black, Kevin?" Lloyd asked. "Yes," Kevin replied. "So, invite him along to the black-on-white warehouse," Lloyd said. "He might have a white-boy following, so we could swap his fans for ours. You can't have too many white arses to fuck, especially if they belong to submissive schoolboys."