Date: Fri, 4 Feb 2011 15:57:07 +0000 (GMT) From: Steve Parker Subject: THE DVD TALES - 30 This is a `real' story and that means there are no men with cocks the size of an elephant's trunk and balls as big as eggs! That is fantasy. This is `real' in the sense that this sort of thing does happen and although a work of fiction, it is `real' enough to be enjoyed -- real people, real sexual organs and real situations. Although based on some real characters, it is an extension of my imagination. Remember that as you hopefully jack hard to it! Essex (2011) THE DVD TALES - 30 "As he walked out and closed the door, the cameraman switched on the lights and as Mark realised it would be starting quickly he stripped to just jock and vest and took out the poppers from his jeans. As he took the first hit his cock flexed and he could now feel the tight cockring round his balls. He was about to take the second hit when he heard the door open and spun round. He didn't take the second hit and held the bottle as he saw the five large men enter the room - three black and two white. He took a deep gulp and his cock twitched and assring flexed as they walked in and closed the door." The five men who wandered in seemed to ignore Mark and although he stared at them, they didn't seem interested in him. They were placing things on the floor and table near the door and talking among themselves. Mark took another hit of the poppers and felt a little small in the room. These were real men, powerful, muscled and three of them seemed physically enormous. He was not so much frightened, as a little intimidated by the actual presence. There was a rising smell of sexual excitment in the room, a mixture of sweat and sweet body odours. It made Mark's cock rise a little and he blushed as one of the men came over and stood in front of him. He was more than six foot tall, white, maybe 30 thought Mark, with a hairy chest, very prominent nipples and chest muscles and wearing a jockstrap that looked like it contained a caged animal the size of a large hamster. "Hope you're good at riding cock boy?" the man said in a deep voice. He put his hand on Mark's head and pushed the young teen's head back so his eyes looked into the man's. "Yes sir," said Mark and blushed again, "I am." The man nodded and then cupped the large bulge in his jock. "You taken large cock before boy?" It was a sort of sneering question and Mark felt uneasy in the man's presence. He nodded and the man curled his upper lip and said, "To the root boy. Remember that. To the fucking root and no teeth." He walked away and Mark put one foot over the over and watched as the men joked and slapped each other on the back. They were getting into what he heard was 'the zone' and the way they were fondling their cocks and balls in the jockstraps they were wearing it was having an effect. The other four men were equally impressive, but all different. The other white man was not quite so white, more a light mixed colour thought Mark. He was not as tall as the other white guy, but taller than Mark's 5' 7" and with more muscles than a man that size should have. He was adorned with tattoos over his smooth body and wore a small nipple ring. All the guys had short hair, but one of the black guys had lines running across one side of his head. He was tall, well over six foot and Mark estimated him to be no more than 22, although to a 15 year old he could be younger or older. He was well built and the bulge in the white jock he was wearing looked obscenely huge to the boy. He looked over at Mark a few times but it was more a scowl and Mark thought his sexual aggression was evident. The other two black guys were completely different and for Mark, this would be the first time he would ride with a much, much older man. The second black guy was in his late 20s or maybe a little older, but he was around Mark's size, probably a little taller, but looked like a bodybuilder. He was so wide that he seemed to hold his arms away from his body by the sheer bulk of his muscle pack. Mark's cock throbbed and released a small drop of precum when he saw this man. He was definitely turned on by this man, but it was the final black top that really got Mark's cock starting to rise in his small jockstrap. He was as old as Mark's father, probably older. he was just a little smaller than the tall white man, but was well built. Mark thought he was about 40. He had a few white hairs in among the thick black curly hairs on his chest and stomach and his back was hairy. He had a few scars across his face and Mark realised that maybe he was a Nigerian or one of those African guys that were marked with scars as a child. When he looked at Mark he seemed to burn into his eyes with his deep and dark features. Mark was then a little unsure about wanting to be with this man. There was something a little scary about him. The door suddenly flew open and Tony walked in. There was a series of friendly greetings from the five men who slapped and highfived Tony, lots of smiles and jokes as they greeted him. The door remained open and letting light flood into the gloomy room. As Mark looked over at the door he saw Tom. He was standing in the doorway waiting for Tony. He was standing with one foot over the other like Mark, but he was now wearing something that made Mark's cock finally come into life and strain the material of his teen jockstrap. He was wearing a thick leather collar but this time only a pair of pink silky, frilly panties that were so tight they looked like they were painted onto his body. But what really made Mark stare was the thigh high black silk stockings the feminine boy was wearing. As Tony and the men continued to talk, Mark stared at the thin boy in the sexy women's clothes. Tom crossed his arms over his chest and smiled at Mark, adjusted his feet and then opened his mouth into an 'o', flicked his tongue slowly around his lips and then blew a kiss to Mark. As he watched the boy turned, almost waggled his tight ass at Mark and then trotted away. Before he had a chance to take it all in, Tony appeared at his side. "You ready bitch?" Mark was now used to being called a bitch and responded the way Tony wanted with a smile and nod of agreement. There was a silence and Tony stared at Mark and then said, "Don't want you cumming bitch. Got a little job for you after this and you need that seed. Do not cum, get me!" It was an order and Mark suspected what might happen and nodded, but this time with hope in his heart. Tony said goodbye to the men and then Stoop walked in, closed the door and said, "Let's get this ride on the ropes boys!" Over the fone Mark had been told by Stoop that he would be fucked by a couple of men, but now he realised that it was an orgy, what Tony had called a gangbang when he first introduced him into anal sex more than 18 months before. This was his first time with more than one man and he was nervous. His fucking with Max on camera months before seemed like an easy ride that was ages ago. Now it was going to be tougher and he felt scared. As the lights flared into full brightness they illuminated the cameraman pointed at Mark and then to the mattress and there was that silence as the cameras started and Mark stepped onto the mattress and knelt down, hands behind his back and waited. The five men stepped onto the mattress and surounded Mark. The black rider with the lines on his head pulled Mark's face closer to his jockstrap and told him to take it off with his teeth. It was like he had done with Max in the first DVD shoot and he obeyed. As the jock dropped to the man's ankles his cock appeared. It was big and Mark looked up at the man's face in respect. He still wore the same scowl and his big hand reached round and pulled Mark's head forcibly forward towards what was now a very big cock. Mark looked at it - it was so heavy it hung out towards his face rather than straight up as his teenage cock did and was doing now. It was cut and the head flared on the end of a thick eight inches. Mark licked the tip as it was thrust towards his face and then swallowed as much of it as he could in the first move. God it felt so thick he thought and the sides of his mouth ached a little as it slid in. He would never get it all in he knew that, but he was not in control, the black master holding his head and feeding him his inches now was. The man pushed a little more and Mark knew he would have to either gag or reach up and push the anal master's stomach with his hands to ease the movement. But suddenly out of vision the large older black top bent down behind Mark and in one movement clipped the steel handcuffs he was holding around the boy's wrists. Mark struggled a little as the black cock edged forward and then there was silence and the cock stopped moving. The boy breathed very hard through his nose and looked up into the man's eyes. The man stared hard at him and then said in a measured, low and strong way, "Now you got this cock working boy, you don't stop till you get to the root. Your lips touch my pubes boy or you choke trying! You get me boy?" The black master resumed his push and Mark tried not to panic as Max had shown him and breathe through his nose. It seemed to work and then he felt the man's pubes touch his lips and the words "good bitch" came from one of the other men. For the next few minutes Mark served the cock with his mouth and tongue and then the cock pulled out and the next cock to appear was that belonging to the small and incredibly muscled black master he had admired earlier. This was a different cock and although not as thick or as long as the first one, it was also uncut but leaking precum in large amounts. Mark slobbered over the head and tasted the sweet precum as he fellated the new master. A hit of poppers was given to him while he was blowing the black shaft and he eased more of the sweet tasting meat into his teen mouth as he took it. When he bumped his face into the man's groin he felt the strong muscles on his stoamch hit his forehead and he realised that riding with this black top would be a bruising affair. Before he had time to think more about that, the large white top who had first spoken to him appeared before him. Mark could hear the words of encouragement from the other tops, they were talking to him about his cock and when Mark saw it he realised why. It was not so thick, but seemed very long. Mark looked up at the man's hairy chest and then his eyes and noticed he was smirking at him. "Time to get this ready to ride bitch!" he said and aimed the cock at Mark's mouth. Although he took the first six inches with relative ease, the remaining three inches seemed an issue. He choked and spluttered and the men laughed as he breathed in very deeply as the cock eased back and then plunged forward in one smooth slide. The man used both of his hands to pull Mark's head forward and then someone reached under and squeezed the boy's balls and as he yelped the final three inches forced their way in and Mark felt the cockhead at his throat. He breathed harder and shook but it seemed to work and he felt the precum sliding effortlessly down his throat. Next to push his cock into the teen's mouth was the other smaller white guy. As it speared into his mouth the man cupped a hand round Mark's neck and it hurt him. He said, "Blow me bitch!" and the others laughed and the man's foreskin rolled back on the downstroke and Mark tasted his tangy precum as it slid in and out at a fast pace. This top was wanting to move things on. Suddenly Mark felt his big balls hit his chin and the man ground his hips and whistled as the men laughed again. As he pulled out and stepped to one side, there were calls and jeers from the other four men as the final master stepped in front of Mark. It was the older black man, the one in his 40s with the white and black chest hairs and the one that Mark thought was Nigerian. He stood and looked down at the boy as Mark looked at the thick cock hanging before him. There was precum and saliva around his mouth and across his chin and looked flushed and hot. His eyes were red and to the men he looked like a bitch they hoped he would be.The cock was about seven inches, cut with a wet and flared head, but was thick. No thought Mark for a second, it was very thick. The man also had hairy balls and Mark noticed how big and how low they hung. This was obviously what they were cheering about and then the man demonstrated to Mark why else they were cheering. As Mark stared up and respectfully tried to keep his eyes on the black master as he had been trained to do, the man grinned at the others and then in one swift movement looked down and hit Mark across the face with a strong backhand. The boy looked shocked by the pain and noise as he fell onto his side and stared up at the man. "On your knees bitch! You need to learn some respect," he said in a deep and aggressive voice and then roughly pulled Mark to his knees using his hair. Mark looked round quickly at the other men and then swiftly up at the eyes of the black master who had hit him. Mark was confused, he was trying to be respectful, but he also knew these men wanted what they wanted and his mouth and ass would have to obey. In a fit of panic Mark shuffled forward on his knees and whimpered without realising it as he strained to reach the man's cock. The man put a strong hand on his head and held Mark's mouth inches from his cockhead. "Bitch needs to beg for cock!" he demanded and then lifted his hand and violenty slapped the teen hard across the face. There was a stinging pain and Mark's eyes had tears in them. He sat up quickly again and resumed the position kneeling before his dominant black rider. Mark looked up nervously into the man's face and his bottom lip shook. "Please master! Please! I need your cock. I need to suck and ride it master! Please!" The man looked down and then pulled Mark's head forward and shoved the first four inches of the thick cock deep into his mouth. Mark gagged as the rest of the inches followed and he was bending forward on his knees to take the whole length of the erect and veined black shaft. It was so thick the sides of his mouth were coated with flecks of white saliva and precum as the man rode his baby mouth for a good three minutes holding onto his head with one wide and strong black hand. There was gurgling and slurping as the shaft speared in and out and then Mark felt a strong hand on his back. The large white man was now kneeling behind him and as he swallowed another three inches of cock on the downstroke he felt the man's wet cockhead in the small of his back. Another hit of poppers was given to him as he felt the man finger his hole and apply even more lube. But Mark was now into the groove and licking the black cockhead as it pulled almost out of his mouth and then plunged back in making him choke and gurgle. The rest of the men were now slowly jacking and admiring the way their older friend was face-fucking the young kneeling boy. With the cock halfway out of his mouth the white man put his strong hands under the boy's ass and lifted him up at the same time as pulling the boy's asscheeks wider. His lubed and tight hole came into view and the man settled the centre of Mark's wet hole over his lubed cock and eased the boy down onto the shaft. Mark squealed and screwed up his eyes as he lowered onto the white cock. He gurgled more around the black cock as the pain in his ass eased as the cock slid into his hot hole. Mark breathed fast and hard trying to concentrate on fellating the black master before him. Then as the cock in his mouth pulled out and the man stepped away, the white rider in his ass put strong hands on the inside of the boy's thighs and widened them as he started to slide the boy up his powerful legs and deeper onto his cock. Mark pressed back and splayed his cuffed hands onto the man's hairy chest as the man's erect nipples grazed his shoulder blades. He moaned and then cried out as the man hauled him completely onto his cock. His face was flushed and already coated with sweat and then he felt the scratchy shaved hairs of the man's pubes touch the insde of his asscheeks and realised he was fully impaled on the cock. There was a burning around his assring and he felt full and aching from the thick cock in his baby ass. The man's face came close next to his ear and he said, "Give that fucking ass up to me bitch!" as the camera moved round and zoomed in on Mark's contorted face. If he could have seen the door open and then silently close, Mark would have seen Tom slide in and stand in the shadows next to Stoop watching the scene before them. Tom squeezed his arms tightly around himself as he watched the white rider reach round and start to slowly jack Mark's fully erect and steelhard teencock. Mark's eyes rolled and he maoned and tried not to let himself become overwhelmed by the sexual excitement that was already gripping him. There was a long, logn way to go he realised. For a young boy his erection was impressive - now six inches long, fairly thick and a pair of beautiful tight, white balls ringed with a red steel cockring. It was then that Tom's asshole started to get itchy and as Mark cried out in pain and pleasure the white man said in a loud voice, "Let's ride bitch!" To be continued ...