Date: Thu, 20 Aug 2020 12:22:20 +0000
From: myboystories <myboystories@protonmail.com>
Subject: The Boy Who Only Liked Black Cock, Part 4

The Boy Who Only Liked Black Cock

This is a work of fiction and depictions sex between a young boy(s), and
older men. All legal disclaimers apply, and if this topic offends you,
please leave right away. If you are under the age of 18 (21 in many other
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material, please leave immediately.

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Characters:

James (Narrator): A white 40-year old boy-lover.

Matthew. Nick-named Sheppy: An adorable white 13-year old boy who likes a
black men.

Others...

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The rest of the week was uneventful. Sheppy spent the days splitting his
time between school, basketball, and friends, and I barely saw the boy at
all. I think he really enjoyed how much freedom I was giving him, as his
mother typically never let him see his friends on weekdays.

While Sheppy was gone one day, I opened his bedroom door and decided to
look around. In front of his neatly made bed, were two pairs of basketball
shoes each lined up side-by-side. I walked over to the shoes and picked up
them, and looked at them, before catching a whiff of the smell of his feet.

I picked up a pair of his shoes, which was colored in Laker's gold and
white, and brought it's leather to my face and put my nose inside it. I
smelled, and inhaled a deep, long, satisfying breath. It smelled like pure
Sheppy.

I put the shoe down, my cock now hard, and went over to his dresser and
opened a drawer. Inside, were many pairs of the boy's underwear. I searched
through the drawer, interested to know more about his underwear tastes. The
boy had quite the variety of styles; from normal baggy boxers, to slightly
tighter boxer briefs, to even more temping low-cut pure, classic boy
briefs. Many of them were pure white, and I admired the ones that often
looked like they were made for a much younger boy. I wondered if Sheppy got
off on looking even younger than he was.

Taking one of the white briefs into my hand, I looked at the impressive
bulge from it's package, and brought it up to my noise. Again, I smelled
it, and the scent of thirteen year old Shep came into my head. His smiling
image of boyhood perfection flashed before my eyes.

Before I finished looking through his underwear, I searched around for a
jockstrap. If any boy should have one, it would be him, wouldn't it? I
searched through the underwear drawer for the jockstrap, moving the other
underwear around in the drawer, looking through all the different
pairs. Frustrated, I found nothing. Very strange. Maybe he took it to
practice? Did they wear jocks while they played basketball? I didn't think
so, but perhaps they did nowadays?

Turning around and shutting his drawer, I went into his bathroom and looked
through his cabinets. There wasn't anything out of the ordinary, just his
toothbrush, some hair-gel, a deodorant stick, and a nail clipper. I shut
the cabinet and bent down to open the door under the sink. Inside, was a
plastic bag that looked like it had something inside it.

I bent down and opened the bag, only to find that the items were wrapped in
several other plastic bags. Finally, after getting them all open, I looked
at my findings. First, there was a small reusable enema, it was made out of
plastic, and had a red bulb to collect the water and squeeze it out into
your insides. I squeezed it once, to confirm it worked and then set it
down.

The second item was a small bottle of KY lube, one of the ones that you
could buy at any drug store. Half the liquid was gone. I grew hard just
imagining what Sheppy had done with that first half of the bottle.

I couldn't believe what I had found. I took a photo of both items, and then
put them away so that he wouldn't notice my discovery. Before walking out
of his room, I also grabbed a pair of his used gray colored socks and white
underwear. Back in my room, I put them in my closet for later use. I knew
they would come in handy during my upcoming jack-off sessions.

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On Thursday night, I started to get bored. Sheppy hung out with me when he
was finished with his other plans for the evening, but he never showed any
signs of attraction. Instead, he always kept his distance. I was
frustrated. How could I get this close to a kid who was this sexual
already, and not be able to have fun with him? Some luck, I guessed.

After he went to sleep, I began to think of what I could do next. I wanted
so badly to have the chance to play with Sheppy, or at least, to watch him,
and I thought about how I could accomplish that.

"If only I was black" I thought, as I sat down.

"Wait..."

Then I thought of it. If I was to meet a black guy who was into him, and
get him to agree to include me also, then I was in. That was it! That was
my key to getting with Sheppy!

At first, I thought that I should go on Grindr to meet the guys, but then I
thought twice about it. If any of the guys already knew Sheppy then I would
be busted right away. I had to be careful, and reasoned it would be better
to go to another website.

I did a quick Google search and found many websites that pertained to the
subject of both white men and white women enraged in hot interracial sex
with black men. Many of them were porn websites, but a few of them were
forums as well. There was one forum in particular that I found that
featured both gay and straight members who were into the subject of
interracial play.

I wasn't used to this world, and quickly found out everything I needed to
know. There apparently was a whole sub-culture of people, many of them,
white women and men, who were into being submissive with, or simply having
sex with black men. A white woman who was into black men was called a
"Queen of Spades", and a white boy who was into black men were called a
"Jack of Spades". The whole concept was foreign to me, but I quickly found
my cock pulsing as I navigated from page to page.

After an hour, I decided to create an account, and I posted on a forum for
white men who were looking for black men in my local area.

I clicked on "Create A Post" and began writing:

"I'm an older white man who is friends with a VERY adorable and young white
twink that loves black cock. He doesn't know that I know about his secret
love for black dick, but I'd like to find him a future lover. Does anyone
want to get to know him? He's 5 foot 2, white, about 100 pounds, and we're
in the Rustleburg area. I can elaborate more if you send me an email. I
also have more photos of him to send and can verify that he's real very
quickly. I'm motivated to make this happen."

I attached a photo of just the boy's torso, with his face blurred out.

I made my post, and went to bed, not expecting any replies at least until
the next day. In bed, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep again, and 2:00
am, I awoke to check my email. I had one new message.

Subject: White Boy

"Hey. I read your post, and it stuck me as intriguing. I'm a 44 year old
professional and successful black male, bi-sexual, and very much into boys
like you describe. I'm 6'4 and 210 lbs, former athlete and experienced at
black on white domination and sex. I think I'm what you're looking for. How
old is the boy you're talking about? Are you a cop? Be honest with me and
I'll reward you, but if I sense you lying then I'm not going to waste my
time. Send me more photos of the boy, including nudes, and then I'll take
it from there."

Attached were two photos, one of a huge chiseled black body, and another,
of a gigantic erect uncut black cock laying over a table next to a bottle
of shaving cream to show it's size. The cock was not only longer, but
thicker than the shaving cream bottle.

I swallowed hard as I read the message and looked at the photographs. I
knew that Sheppy would love him already. And the fact that he was a former
athlete really sealed the deal.

I sat down to write a reply.

Subject: Re: White Boy

"Thanks for your response. It's nice to meet you. Attached are many other
photos of the boy. He's only thirteen. I hope that's okay. I promise that I
can verify we're real. What do you want us to do?"

I pressed send, and attached a huge amount of photos of Sheppy, most of
them face photos from his Instagram and Facebook, but also the photos I had
swiped from Grindr of him on all fours, as well as his cock. I also
attached the video I had found on his Google Voice, where it showed his ass
on the bed.

I also attached the screen-shots from his conversations with the black guys
from before, as well as my Grindr conversation.

Within 15-minutes I had a reply.

Subject: Re: Re: White Boy

"Drop your phone number and I'll text you in the morning".

I emailed him my phone number and then went off to bed. I didn't sleep at
all that night, as I kept thinking about what I was doing. Was I going to
be busted? Was this all a set up? I thought about deleting everything from
my phone and calling Amanda to tell her to pick up her son.

In the morning, I got out of bed and looked at my phone. I had two missed
texts.

"Good morning faggot" "It's Zion."

I was a little taken aback by his choice of words, but it somehow turned me
on as well.

"Hey Zion. Nice to meet you. James here. Good morning" I wrote back and
pressed send.

I went downstairs to find Sheppy was already on the couch playing video
games. On Friday morning he didn't have to go to school until later, which
gave him time to wake up early and relax a bit. I sat next to him and heard
my phone buzz.

"Send me a photo of you right now. Take it now." the text message red.

I opened my camera and took a selfie as I sat on the couch and sent it to
him. I was curious why he wanted that. I guess it was to verify I was who I
said I was?

"What are you doing?" he replied, as I typed back.

"Just woke up, and need to take the kid to school soon. How about you?"

"Are you his dad?"

"No. I'm just watching him for a few months while his mother is away."

"Alright. And what's his name?"

"Matthew, although some people call him Shep or Sheppy. I use them all."

"White people have the weirdest nick-names. So where is he now?" Zion
texted me.

"He's next to me playing video games. Haha."

"Take a photo of him. Do it now. No stalling for time"

I quickly went to my camera and took a photo while he stared at the video
game on the TV. I sent the image to Zion.

"Good faggot. You've done really good. He's only thirteen, right? Damn he's
a fucking cute one. I can't wait to see him worshiping."

"Yeah. He's only thirteen. I know, he's so adorable, that's why I'm doing
this."

"Those screen-shots you sent me of the conversations he was having, those
are real? You promise?"

"100% real. How would I fake that?"

"Any vids of him sucking or getting fucked by black cock?" He texted me.

"No. I wish." I sent, and then I quickly though of the security camera
footage.

"Actually hold on... I have something I can show you"

I went into my NEST App and converted the video from last week where he was
caught on my security camera footage making out with that black guy in the
entryway. I downloaded it from the app, before sending it to him.

"Watch that" I texted him.

"I'm impressed. You've done a good job. I'm really happy I contacted
you. This is going to be an exciting adventure. I hope you're ready for
it. We will have to do this right, though"

"I'm ready for it. Thanks for contacting me as well."

"I have to get to work, let's chat later, okay?"

"Sure" I texted him, before turning off my phone and looking over at
Sheppy, his eyes locked on the video game he was determined to beat, his
fingers mashing away on the controller.

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That afternoon, during my lunch hour, I had exchanged even more messages
with Zion. I told him everything I knew so far about Matthew's sexual
adventures, and by the end of the conversation, he was satisfied that I was
both real as well as not a cop.

Before the conversation was over he even sent me a few face photos of
himself, showing me that he was a very handsome black male in his mid-40's
with a deep chocolate skin tone and a bald, shaved clean head. I was
impressed that I had gotten so lucky and had found Zion so quickly.

"I want you to meet me tonight at my office. Come here to the Seduction
Strip Club at 7:00 pm tonight." one of his text messages read.

I got in my car that afternoon and drove to strip club. The club was
located in a bad part of town, and when I got off the freeway I was greeted
by abandoned buildings, and disheveled houses. I never went to this part of
town, and for good reason. Shivers ran up and down skin as I stopped at a
light and three dark figures, all wearing black hoodies, approached my
car. When the light turned green, I hit the gas immediately, my grip
tightening on the wheel.

After I parked my car, I walked in the strip club, the smell of cigarette
smoke mixed with strong alcohol filled the room. Two bouncers approached
me, both black guys dressed in tight white t-shirts that showed off their
giant chests.

"$25 cover tonight. Cash only" one of them spoke.

"I'm just here to see a friend. His name is Zion. I think he works here." I
said.

One of the bouncers eyed me up and down, raising his eyebrow, before
getting on his walkie-talkie and radioing someone on the other end.

"Fine. Go up the elevator on the right, but you're still paying fucking $25
white boy" the bouncer said, crossing his arms again on his giant chest.

I nervously handed over the money and went inside, finding the elevator and
going up. This was my first time in a strip club, and I felt out of place
in a neighborhood like this. My heart started to beat as I thought that
something bad could happen to me here. I had to keep calm.

The doors opened up and I stepped inside a large extravagant office on the
top floor that had tinted windows that overlooked the dance floor
below. Inside, a large, bald headed black man dressed in gray t-shirt sat
behind the desk, his huge rippling forearms resting near his computer. It
was Zion.

Zion looked up, and nodded to me, motioning towards the couch. I took a
seat, and he lit up a marijuana joint, blowing the smoke in the air.

"You smoke?"  he said, before handing me the joint.

It had been years since I had been stoned, but I thought it wouldn't
hurt. I took a drag of the joint, and instantly began to cough.

"So you want to watch this kid get fucked, huh white boy?"

I swallowed.

"Yeah" I finally spit out.

He took another hit of the joint, making eye contact with me. His dark gaze
was bolted to me, and his eyes began to turn red from the weed.

"So what's in it for me, huh faggot? You think that I need this kid? I'm
not a white loser like you that needs worry about finding a preteen to
screw. That's easy shit."

I was stunned. He didn't want to fuck Sheppy? How could he not pass up on a
boy this beautiful? What did he mean by it was "easy?"

"He's really cute. I promise. Did you see the photos I sent you?"

"Faggot. Do you take me for a fool. Of course, I know the kid is a fucking
little sexy slut. Like I said, if you were listening, is that I can get
plenty of sexy thirteen year old sluts like him. They come a dime a
dozen. " He said, his voice booming deeply across the room, sending his
authority through my mind.

He got up from his seat and walked over to where I was sitting.

"Look let mes show you ONE of the many reasons why" Zion said, as he
unzipped his zipper, and lowered his pants.

His huge black uncut seven inch flaccid cock bounced out, releasing itself
from the confines of his underwear. When it finished swaying, it rested
over an equally impressive pair of heavy black testicles, both balls
hanging loosely in the large wrinkled sack.

My jaw practically opened.

"Now show me yours. You're already hard faggot. I can tell. Show me that
little pathetic white dick."

I stood up, my fingers fumbling as I reached for my zipper. I was nervous
and shaking. Once free, my 5.5 inch cut hard cock came out of my fly, and I
stood there somehow simultaneously aroused and scared.

Zion took a step closer and placed his flaccid cock near mine. Even though
it was soft, it was unbelievably thicker and longer. My own dick
throbbed. Why was this turning me on so much? I was only into twinks and
younger boys, right?

"Do you understand now, or is it getting hard for your pathetic white mind
to think straight?" Zion's deep voice boomed.

"I...uh.... fuck... yeah, I understand" I replied, my voice being husky.

Zion laughed and shoved his cock back into his underwear before zipping up
his pants.

"So he's your choice, little dick, either you pay some reparations, or you
never get to see this boy naked, let alone see him sucking down my black
cock. Got it?"

"Rep... reparations?" I asked, fumbling with my words.

"I did some research on your fucking business. I know you're a successful
little loser freak. I want a 25% ownership stake in your gym. In return,
I'll fuck your boy, and eventually, when I'm ready, I'll let you join in on
the fun. " Zion said, as he smiled, and put his massive basketball shoes up
on the desk.

I thought about this ridiculous offer. Would he really expect me to sign
over 1/4 of my business? I had worked for years to be able to open my gym!
I sat there silently, thinking about what to say, before he spoke up before
me.

"Bitch. You're playin' get your fucking white ass out of here. You know how
easy it would be for me to find this fucking slut on Grindr myself? When
you leave, I'm fucking him anyways. Fucking someone must have dropped you
on your damn head when you were a boy."

I gulped. He was right. I had already sent him screenshots of what
Matthew's Grindr profile looked like. What would prevent him from fucking
him anyways? Why does he even need me?

"Okay. I'll do it" I said, sighing, my head hanging low.

"Good boy. I'll have my people draw up the paperwork and shit. Tomorrow,
I'll come to the gym and get my keys. I'll also need an office so I think
I'll take the one that you're in. You wouldn't mind, would you?"

I gulped.

"No, I guess not."

"Solid. Bring the little white boy as well. Don't tell him anything
yet. I'm just your new business partner, isn't that fucking right?"

"Yeah, I got it." I said.

"Yeah? It's yes SIR from now if you want my help. Understood. Say it."

"Yes Sir" I answered, I couldn't believe I was doing this.

Back in the parking lot, I entered my car and closed my eyes. This whole
situation was getting out of control, but I couldn't stop it now. I was
going to do anything to be able to play with Sheppy, and this was the risk
I was willing to take.

As I opened my eyes, I heard I had a notification on my phone. It was the
NEST app that was alerting me that there was movement outside my house. Was
Sheppy having someone over??

I opened the app, and the live video loaded. My jaw dropped again, this
time, as I saw Sheppy walk in front of the camera and through the living
room wearing only a small white jockstrap. His perfect ass was dancing, the
cheeks bumping as he held a white t-shirt in his right hand. He looked at
his phone as he walked, focused on something.

"Who is it? The boy said, as he put on the over-sized white t-shirt,
covering his upper half.

As he said that, I could hear the familiar chime of the Grindr notification
come through his phone. Shep looked at it the message for a couple of
moments before he reached for lock and turned it. After it was open, the
boy stepped back and knelt down on the floor facing away from the door,
lacing his fingers behind his blonde hair

The door opened slowly, and a black nappy haired head appeared through,
then the door opened swiftly and a large rotund black man entered, and
quickly shut the door. The man looked around the room.

"Anyone else here, boy?"

"No Sir" Sheppy replied, his voice sounding nervous.

"Ok." The man said, as he stepped closer to the kneeling blond boy. "What
did I tell you boy? I said you open this door in just only jock. Get your
ass over here"

Sheppy got his on his feet, and turned toward the heavy-set man.

"Arms up, boy. High in the air."

The man tugged the top of the boys shirt and lifted it over his head,
revealing Shep's hairless preteen upper body, and giving the man a view of
the boy's white jock with red lining.

"Keep your arms up. Let me see what I'm dealing with" The man commented, as
he looked the young boy up and down like a piece of meat. "I want to see
what I'm getting. Keep your fingers behind your head".

The man leaned in more closely and looks at the boy's hairless armpits, and
then down to his smooth tummy and chest.

"No feathers on this chicken. Back on your knees and bend over. Show me the
pussy.. Spread the cheeks.".

Sheppy complied, going back to his knees and bending over, before reaching
his hands back and spreading his ass cheeks, showing off his perfectly
smooth white boy hole.

"Tell me what you want" The man speaks, as he kneels and traces his large
black thumb down the boy's pale crack.

"I... I want to suck your cock Sir!" Sheppy moans.

"Too bad I can't fuck that pretty white ass today, but your mouth will do,
now come over here and get on this cock".

As Shep turned around, the man placed his heavy black paw on the boy's
blonde mop and pushed him downwards. With same swoop he pulled the boys
face into his droopy jeans crotch and looked over the boy's back. Shep's
beautify early pubescent bubble butt was framed in the white straps of the
jock, two magnificent pert and yet petite white globes.

"Like that smell boy?

The man pushed Shepps head firmer into his crotch, the boy struggling a
bit.

"Aww fuck, yeah". The man commented as he used both his hands on the boy's
bottom, kneading it like he was making white bread.

"Just a blowjob tonight bitch, but I'm getting this pussy soon too, right
bitch?"

The boy moans something inaudible.

After a moment, the man took his hand's off the boy's butt cheeks, and
looks down before pulling the boy upwards off his crotch by yanking his
blond hair.

"Get it out bitch. It's time to get to work'

Sheppy's hands trembled, as unzipped the man's fly, and both his hands
reached inside the opening. A moment later, out came an average length, but
hugely thick cut black cock. The boy could barely wrap both his hands
around the thing.

"Lick the head and thank me"

Sheppy, still on his knees, looks up at the man and engages in a low drawn
out moment of eye contact, before he sticks out his pink tongue and takes a
big slow-motion fat swipe of the black cock head.

"Thank you Sir for letting me suck your big cock" Sheppy says in a cute
little voice, his eyes still locked with the fat black man.

The black man kept one hand on the boy's head and appeared to pull the
boy's mouth onto his impossibly thick black dick. The camera mic picked up
a groan from the boy. The boy struggled for a moment, before taking it all
in his mouth.

The man's other hand fumbled around his shirt pocket above his huge fat
stomach, and he pulled out a phone. He let go of the boy's head to hold the
phone to aim and press a button.

"Look up, boy."

Shep appeared to moan and then pulled off the man's saliva coated cock.

"Please don't do that." Matthew said, looking up at the camera.

"What did I tell you about keeping my dick in your mouth? Get back on it"
The man said, as he used a black hand to pull the boy's open mouth back
onto his fat dick.

"Don't worry boy, it's just for me... and my homies haha ha".

The boy tried to back off to protest, but the man's hand was huge and
firm. As I continued watching, The NEST camera mic only picked up some
garbled moans, and I really wished I would have purchased the more premium
model. I wondered what Sheppy was saying.

The man took the phone to continue videoing the boys face then moved over
his blond head to show the boy's white bubble butt.

"You got one nice looking white boy pussy". The man shoved his hips forward
to get more of this dick down the boy's throat. Shep choked and
involuntarily pulled backward. The man reached for a handful of blonde hair
and pulled the boy's had back.

"What did I say about staying on this dick, bitch?"

More garbled moans came from the boy, who now was ferociously sucking the
black dick, trying his best to breath while simultaneously sucking down the
shaft into his hungry mouth. The boy would suck the cock down to it's base,
and then would come back up to the head for air, before finally taking a
few swipes of the shaft with his cute tongue. He continued to this rotation
of similar actions for a few minutes.

"Don't forget about the balls"

The man removed his cock from the boy's lips, and lifted it up to present
his hairy dark ball sack. The boy leaned and began to suck each of the
testicles, taking one in his mouth at the time, sucking one them down,
before taking the other one and doing the same. The man began to jerk
himself off as the boy worshiped his testicles.

"I'm getting close boy. Start sucking again and let me give you some of
this black milk"

Matthew took a few lasts swipes of the man's hairy testicles, before he
brought the penis back into his mouth. The boy began with a slow and gentle
sucking of the man's large cock head, before he went deeper into the shaft,
using his tongue to swipe expertly along the sides as he did so. The boy
was now in a rhythm, switching between swipes of his pink tongue along the
shaft, and then alternating back to sucking the cock down his eager throat.

"Ughhh" the man groaned. "Keep... ughh going... I'm close... "

The boy made intense eye contact with the large nappy haired man, and
suddenly began to deep throat the cock even deeper now with a hunger in his
eyes. Up and down he went, swallowing the cock, before coming up for some
air, until he swallowed it again, forcing it into his preteen throat.

"Fuckkk here it comes bitch!! Swallow it!" The man said, as he suddenly
grabbed a mop full of the boy's blond hair and shoved his fat cock into the
boy's throat as deep as possible. He clearly began to unload a deposit of
jizz into the boy's mouth. Matthew swallowed.

The man breathed hard, as Sheppy took the cock out of his mouth, still
keeping eye contact.

"Good bitch. I'll message you soon for that white pussy." The man said, as
he pulled up his baggy jeans.

Matthew got up and wiped his face, looking slightly embarrassed, but still
horny. The man leaned forward and gave the boy a sloppy kiss on his
beautiful lips, his tongue going inside the boy's mouth, before he finally
smiled and turned to walk out the door.

I sat there in the car, stunned again, and turned off my phone. I couldn't
believe what I had just saw...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

End of Part 4