Date: Fri, 25 Nov 2022 16:40:48 +0000 From: Kevin Bradley Subject: Lloyd's Two-Tone Zephyr-1 Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. All names, places and descriptions are purely fictional, and are not based on any real person, 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 - interracial - adult-youth: anal, oral, M+/t - - - - - Lloyd's Two-Tone Zephyr - Part 1 I first met Lloyd in 1966, when I was 13 years old. I remember walking into the Gents toilets and stepping up to the urinals. I really needed to pee, so initially I didn't take much notice of the man that stood beside me a few seconds later. He was tall and thin, and was a coal-black West Indian. He wore a smart grey suit and looked to be in his late 30s. I couldn't hear him peeing, so I glanced down and to my right to see if the rumours were true - my schoolmates had said that a black man's cock was ultra-long and thick. The man's cock was indeed ultra-long and thick, but he wasn't peeing - he was just standing there holding his cock and stroking it slowly. When I finished peeing, I decided to stand there and do what he was doing. He looked at me and smiled. I smiled back as he reached out and took hold of my growing cock. It felt so good to be touched by an eager enthusiast. His cock was rock-hard and some eight-inches long. My cock was four-inches long and ultra-stiff. "You have a good-looking cock, boy," he whispered. "Fancy having a bit more fun?" I nodded my head and smiled again. "It's a bit dodgy to do anything in here," he whispered. "My car's parked outside the toilet block, so follow me out and let's see what I can do to your stiffy inside the car." He buttoned up his flies and left the toilet block. I buttoned up my flies and followed him out. His Ford Zephyr was green and light green, and it had a broadsheet newspaper on the front bench seat. "Get in and put the newspaper over your lap," he said. "You can then unbutton your flies underneath it. By the way, I'm Lloyd, and you are?" "Kevin." "Have you done this sort of thing before, Kevin?" he asked. "Wanked off in a car with a stranger?" "No. Never." "It's a lot of fun, and I'm completely harmless," he said. "So, if you like, we can go home to my place." "I need to be home by five o'clock." "No problem, Kevin. We can spend the whole afternoon in the sack." "That sounds like fun," I laughed. He put his hand on the front of my shorts and squeezed my cock. ~ ~ ~ "We're here, Kevin," Lloyd said, as he parked up behind a large Victorian house. "Button up your flies and follow me inside." We left the car and went through a back door and into a large kitchen. As we walked into a well-furnished living-room, I suddenly stopped in my tracks when I saw another coal-black man sitting in a chair. "Don't worry, Kevin," Lloyd said. "This is Jimbo, my house-mate. We both live here, so you have nothing to fear." I felt very nervous as Lloyd put his arm round my shoulders and touched the bulge between my legs with his free hand. We kissed as Jimbo stood up and moved in behind me. "Relax, Kevin," he said, as he squeezed and rubbed my arse-cheeks. "Four hands are always better than two." I gulped as the two men undressed me. Their strong hands held me firmly in place. "Go with the flow, boy," Jimbo said. "Let's get you nice and naked, and then nice and stiff." Lloyd's tongue pressed hard against my soft lips, so I opened my mouth and returned his amorous kiss. This was my first mouth to mouth kiss, and I truly liked it. A minute or so later, Jimbo's hands were feeling my body all over. His hands felt so powerful as my t-shirt and shorts came off. By this time, my cock was rock-hard and aching for attention. "Let's get these Y-fronts off, Kevin," Jimbo said, as he gently fingered my belly button. "A quick bath should get you nice and ready for an afternoon of sex. My head began to spin as the two men carried me up the stairs. "He looks so cute," Jimbo said to Lloyd, as we entered the bathroom, "and look at his uncut cock. It's rock-hard!" "Yes," Lloyd said. "He's gonna look so sexy in the middle of our black-on-white sandwich." I left the bathroom looking like a drowned rat. My blond hair was all matted and wet, and my arsehole was leaking soap bubbles - the two men had insisted on opening me up and washing me out. Their fingers went in deep, so I knew that they were planning something weird - my schoolmates had said that some men liked to push their hard-standing cocks into tight arseholes. I laughted off the idea as fanciful, but now I was getting anxious. Jimbo and Lloyd had long and thick cocks, so they could easily split me in two by accident. The two men were now completely naked, so I looked at their muscular bodies and brushed aside my concerns about going home in two pieces. In fact, their ultra-long and thick cocks were attracting me like a moth to a flame. My head began to spin again as the two men lay me down on the double bed. "Open your mouth wide, boy," Jimbo said, as Lloyd pushed his cock in deep. "A little sucky-sucky will start things off just fine." I lay between the two men on the bed, and could see why Lloyd had said, "...black-on-white sandwich." I just couldn't believe my luck. Jimbo and Lloyd kept me busy for hours. Their fingers and tongues began the session initially, and then their cocks entered my arsehole, with the aid of Vaseline, and fucked me hard. Every inch of my body was put through the mill. My left leg was held in the air for quite some time. This allowed a cock to "Get right in there." Initially, the pain in my arsehole was unbelievable. I kept yelling out for a respite, but the two arse-fuckers didn't take any notice of my distress. I did try to get up a couple of times, but powerful hands kept me firmly down. "It's always painful at first," Lloyd said. "But it gets better over time." "Keep his leg up, bro," Jimbo said to Lloyd. "I'm about to shoot my load." Jimbo pushed in hard and flooded my inner sanctum with seed. Then, his powerful thrusts stopped when I suddenly snapped, "Enough! You've busted my arse." The two men laughed as they changed over positions. "We've only just begun, boy," Lloyd said. "A virgin hole needs to be run-in a good few times. So, lay on your side and wait for us to pull the plug." I couldn't walk straight after the plug was eventually pulled. I managed to get to the bathroom before Jimbo grabbed me and put me in a bath of hot water. The two men had been horny and rough during the sex, but now they were all concerned about my anal welfare. "That was some initiation, Kevin," Lloyd said, as he washed my face with a flannel. "So, when can we fuck you again?" "It's the school holidays," I said, "so tomorrow and everyday afterwards." The two men laughed as they touched me up and washed me down. They wanked me off in the bath and threaten to drag me off to bed again for another black-on-white sandwich. My sore arse was red raw, but still I nodded my head and smiled. "It's too late in the day," Lloyd said. "So, I'll run you home in the Zephyr and pick you up at ten o'clock tomorrow, outside the toilet block. Deal?" ~ ~ ~ The next day, the Zephyr pulled up and the back door opened. "Get in, Kevin," Lloyd said. "Meet my friend, Lance. I've told him all about you." "Hiya, boy," Lance said, as he pulled me into the back of the car alongside him. "Shut the door and unbutton your flies." "No way, mister," I said. "I'm not doing that." "You do as you're told, boy," Lance said, as he leaned across and closed the car door. "You belong to us now, sport." "Sez who!" I snapped. "I'm not staying here. Let me out." Lloyd hit the central locking system and drove off. "Let me out, Lloyd," I said, as Lance covered my lap with a broadsheet newspaper. Lance was coal-black and completely bald. He was a muscular man in his late 30s, and very dominant. I tried to fight him off as my shorts were undone and my cock was caressed. "We're off to the countryside, Kevin," Lloyd said. "So, calm down and let Lance wank you off." "No!" I snapped, as my cock got harder and harder. "I'll stay for the wank, but nothing else." The deserted car park was remote and ideal for a sex-romp. The two men had me naked in no time at all. I lay on the back seat and let Lance, and then Lloyd, fuck my brains out. An hour later, I lowered myself on to Lance's lap and bounced up and down on his seven-inch cock. Lloyd really enjoyed watching me ride Lance's uncut stem. "Sorry about the car-fuck, bro," Lloyd said to Lance. "Jimbo and the crew are fucking another nipper from Kevin's school at the house, so I didn't want a jealous spat between schoolmates." I kissed Lloyd and tried to find out the boy's name. I then imagined a schoolmate being fucked by a group of black studs. In my head, John Anderson was the first in the frame. I could just imagine his firm arsehole being poked by black marauders. Then, Paul Clark took John's place. His skinny arse and body were ideal for group sex. Three more boys from my school were put in the frame as Lloyd fucked me doggy style on the back seat. I could just imagine boys from my school being fucked by dominant black men. ~ ~ ~ The remote car park was part of an abandoned park-and-ride scheme on the outskirts of town. The bus route had been withdrawn when the funding ran out, so no one used it after that. Only Lloyd and a few other people used it when privacy was required. During the remainder of the school holidays, I visited the car park many times. Lloyd would pick me up and drop me off near the toilet block. This allowed a new black man to undress me and bend me over in the Zephyr. "You're a shameless tart, Kev," Roy said, as I stood waiting for Lloyd's Zephyr to arrive one morning. Roy was a schoolmate, and a rumoured cock-sucker. Apparently, he was addicted to hard-standing cock, and hung around the toilet block on a regular basis. "No I'm not." I snapped. "I'm nothing like you." "Go on!" he said. "So, you don't like black cock?" Lloyd's toot on the horn broke up the impending quarrel. "He definitely knows something, Lloyd. He mentioned black cock." "Yes, he visited the car park last year," Lloyd said. "He's probably jealous of your wicked ways." "Yeah, yeah," I said. "It ain't funny. A word in the wrong ear could get me expelled from school." "Okay," he said. "We'll find a new drop off point. Deal?" I nodded my head as the man sitting next to me put a newspaper over my lap.