Date: Sun, 12 Sep 2021 16:07:24 -0600
From: Colton <coltonaalto@gmail.com>
Subject: A Summer Beach Tales Chapter 2

A SUMMER BEACH TALE: WRONG PLACE, WRIGHT TIME

BY COLTON AALTO


* This story is fiction. Any resemblance to actual events or living persons
is coincidental.

Personal experiences -- images, events, memories, and words -- flavor my
writing, and while elements of this story may be (and often are) based on
facts, the characters are entirely fictional.

* Unprotected sex is depicted. In real life, be safe! Don't gamble.

* If it is illegal for you to read this story because of your age,
location, or any other reason, don't read it.

* This work is copyright by the author. Commercial use without permission
is prohibited. Please do not republish any part of this story without
consent of the author.

*** Please consider a contribution to Nifty to keep this forum
healthy. Look for the `donate' button on the home
page. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html

Author's Note: Let me know if you like the story. Hearing from readers is
the main reason I post on Nifty. I try to respond to everyone. Email:
ColtonAalto@gmail.com.



After finding himself at the wrong party and sucking Wright's big black
cock, Kobi was apprehensive about taking it up his ass. But the tall,
muscular Black stud intended to fuck him, and even though it looked
physically impossible for the hunk's slab of fuk meat to fit in his hole,
Kobi thought he was ready. But he wasn't expecting the party to start quite
so quickly...


CHAPTER TWO: BOTTOMS UP

My throat was throbbing from being stretched wide by Wright's big black
cock, but after he climaxed, I was still so enthralled by the massive meat
that I continued making love to it. It slowly oozed a syrupy mixture of
pre-cum and ball cream. Most of his jizz had fired into my stomach so I'd
barely tasted it, but now I savored a few drops of his salty spunk, still
fascinated with his foreskin and thick rod. The veiny monster was a
powerful symbol of the stud's masculinity that could have fit in a porn
shoot. It was by far the biggest dick I'd ever touched, twice the length of
mine and twice the thickness. With my small hand, I couldn't wrap my
fingers around the base.

The pot brownies were totally working my brain, leaving me zoning in and
out, feeling that I'd been worshipping Wright's anaconda for hours... or
minutes. I wanted to suck on the two-fisted shaft for days.

While I continued slobbering on his dick, Wright ramped up his work on my
ass. The first finger he'd inserted in me was joined by a second and then a
third. My hole felt full and stretched but wasn't hurting. I kinda started
wriggling my butt, encouraging the tall, muscular Black stud to finger fuck
me more. From one hole to the other, my body tingled, my head spun, and my
hunger for his cock ballooned.

"So little dude, you want this horse cock in your boi twat?"

How much was due to dope and drink I don't know, but I crossed from being
fearful and apprehensive about taking Wright's cock in my bum to hungering
for it, bad. I pulled off his dick, stared into his eyes and said, "Yeah,
fuck me!"

He chuckled and tousled my hair. "Your eyes said that when you walked in
the door. I'm gonna give you what you want, ponyboy. The best fucking is to
blow a load down a dude's throat and then add a second in his ass. Sperming
a slut in both holes kinda shows him what he's good for." He punctuated the
point by slapping his wet, semi hard slab of meat across my face five or
six times, leaving behind slimy strings, then slid my swimsuit off my
legs. "Time for you to ride this big black cock."

He'd never gotten completely soft, but I was still surprised that he was
ready to go so soon after nutting. I wanted his dick, and it crossed my
mind maybe I'd better get on with taking it in my ass before I changed my
mind and reconsidered surrendering my boi hole. The good news is that he
apparently would let me sit on his tool. Drew said whenever he took a big
dick it helped if he rode the stud first because he could control how fast
he got penetrated and spread his legs wide to open his hole farther. The
love seat we occupied gave me plenty of room to split my legs apart, and
while I was hungry to get fucked, in the back of my addled brain remained
some considerable apprehension about taking Wright's big snake.

He greased his cock and my butt with some lube that he grabbed from a
drawer in the end table while I contemplated climbing onto his big shaft. I
was a rock climber, but I was about to climb onto a different type of
rock. A rock-hard rod. The stud lifted me up and plopped me on his lap like
a rag doll, his biceps bulging. His move brought home how much bigger than
me he was. He was a foot taller and probably weighed twice what I did. And
yeah, his cock was enormous.

He aimed his slick pole at my hole and prodded my crack, searching for the
entrance. I steeled myself for the pain. If Drew could take big dicks, I
could take them. I'd bite my tongue and do my best to relax my ass.

Anticipating my problem, Wright produced a bottle of poppers that he shoved
under my nose. Taking a deep breath and sucking them in, I sat down
gingerly as he pressed his cock against my anus, forcing the head inside me
with a quick punch. His dick had invaded my hole, which was filled and open
farther than it ever had been. But it wasn't hurting. Of course, I'd only
taken the head of the monster dong, the tip of the iceberg as it were.

Wright's dick slipped into me another inch, and I held my breath. There was
plenty more cock to cum – pun intended – but so far, my hole took it
without much complaining. Unless, of course, you count the frantic signals
that it was stretched to the max as complaining.

Things were about to get more interesting. Wright apparently wasn't in the
mood for a slow entry. Maybe he never was. Grabbing my hips, he
administered a quick, brutal upward thrust while forcing me down onto his
tool. My eyes flew open in surprise as his entire fuk stick burrowed inside
my boi pussy. I was filled with the manhood of a big Black stud. Me, the
twinky, three-quarters sized dude, had the entire monster in my ass.

I'd been prepared to scream my head off, but the pain... never came. My ass
felt full – I mean, ready-to-bust full – but incredible. Weird. I'd
struggled to get half of his fat cock down my throat, but the entire black
snake sank into my butt with no problem. I was so happy and relieved that I
exhaled and gasped, "Fuck yeah!"

Wright laughed. "Yeah, you're a ponyboy. You like that big black cock in
your tight white boi pussy. Your tiny little ass doesn't look big enough to
take cock, let alone a black one, but it feels mighty good wrapped around
my bone."

He may have thought my fuk chute felt mighty good, but I thought it felt
amazing. The hunk had taken possession of me, filling me with a thick slab
of meat, and in that moment, it crossed my mind that I'd be signing up for
Drew's size queen club. Apparently the three-quarters sized dude had a
one-and-a-quarter sized asshole.

Hell, from the size of Wright's black anaconda, my hole had to be a
one-and-a-half sized asshole. Go figure.

Still not believing that the stud's man meat was buried in my butt, I
stared wide eyed at Wright and sucked in another lungful of poppers. My
head spun and I felt incredible. I'd never cum hands-free, but I was
perilously close. A couple of tugs on my prick would have done it. A couple
of wriggles of my butt would have done it. Continuing to stare at the
shirtless mountain of black muscle I was resting on might have done it.

The magical moment shattered when Wright slapped my face, bringing me back
to reality. "What are you doing, boy? You fucking ride that cock, don't
just sit on it!"

Chastised and back to reality, I followed orders, lifting my butt up and
dropping back down as Wright thrust his hips upward to meet me. My ass felt
even more wonderful, and soon I was bouncing up and down on the stud's big
prick like I was on a pogo stick. I serviced the dude, skewering my bottom,
working my prostate, and loving it.

My own dick had been hard since before Wright first kissed me, and it still
was, flopping up and down, slapping my flat stomach and Wright's crotch as
I rode the monster dick. It looked even tinier next to his bull cock, and
he clearly wasn't interested in it. I understood my job was to take care of
his rod and not mine, so I resisted the urge to jack it, even when a drop
of pre-cum appeared and then slowly turned into a string that flew in
circles as I impaled my ass on Wright's fuk stick.

The house was insufferably hot, and in the heat, I was soon dripping in
sweat, my long hair matted to my forehead and sending rivets down my back,
where they mixed with the lube on Wright's dong and made my ass even
greasier. My hole felt like it was on fire from the friction of Wright's
kong dong splitting it, although maybe it only felt like that because that
was the way my sunburned back felt. Wright's huge hands were clamped on my
butt cheeks, guiding me up and down. When I dropped all the way onto his
cock, he ground it deeply inside me, invariably making me whine and moan.

He grabbed my jaws, his hand dwarfing them, and pulled me toward him. His
eyes were bright and alive as he stared at me, then smiled. "You're a
fucking slut for my cock. You like taking it, don't you boy?"

I more than liked it, I loved it. Dazed, I nodded.

"What do you like about the big black cock inside you?"

Um, where to begin? The size, hardness, veins. The head, shaft, dark
color. The way it completely filled my hole. The way it felt sliding in and
out of me. The way it occupied my boi butt in a masculine, uncompromising
fashion. "Uh, everything. It's beautiful."

He chuckled, slapped my face again, making it sting, laughed and slapped it
again. "Fucking little whore! Ride that cock! Knock yourself out on it." I
responded immediately, lifting my butt up and slamming back down, enjoying
the feel of Wright penetrating me and crushing my prostate. My little prick
was rock hard, continuing to leak and bounce up and down in time with my
efforts on the stud's manhood.

My previous experiences bottoming had been okay but only the result of a
couple of kids messing around. I'd barely felt the dick that was smaller
than mine. This was completely different. I had a bull cock inside me that
was sending waves of pleasure through me. Maybe the lack of pain and the
wonderful feelings were only the result of dope, booze, and poppers, but in
that moment, I was totally into it. If I'd known how great it felt to have
a kong dong inside me, I'd have been whoring it up with Drew all along,
following him into the dunes and the trees, asking if his big-dicked
daddies had friends, making it clear my ass was open and available. He'd
told me I didn't realize what I was missing, but now I did.

Of course, the possibility remained that I was being spoiled by getting
bonged by the best...

I'd have worked myself to exhaustion riding the Black bull if he would have
let me. But he was ready to change positions and take full control the
fuck. My eyes widened as he stood up with me in his arms and his dick still
imbedded in my hole. It was an impressive display of raw energy and coiled
power. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his torso, and he raised and
lowered me over and over, using my own weight to impale my ass on his
rod. It was like I was a portable fuck toy and he would just walk around
the house with his cock plunged into me until it was halfway to my throat.

To my disappointment, he lifted me off his rod and dropped me to the
floor. I felt empty and hungry to be full of his man meat again. Standing
next to him, it was even more apparent how much he towered over me. I had
to rise to my tip toes to lick his big pec muscle. His sweat was tangy and
salty, which only made me want to run my tongue over his whole body.

What followed was somewhat a comedy of errors as Wright searched for a fuck
position that would work; given our size differences, it wasn't easy to
line his big prong up with my boi butt. Doggy style on the floor didn't
work; he would have had to do the splits. I pleaded with him not to fuck me
missionary style due to my sunburned back. Standing up was a comical
mismatch. Putting me face down and ass up on the floor would have worked,
but Wright didn't like that option and I wasn't keen on it either, given
how dirty the threadbare carpet was. Plus, if the stud put the full weight
of his huge, muscular body on top of me, my sunburned back would kill me,
and I wasn't certain I'd be able to breathe. Too bad one of Drew's sand
dunes wasn't around.

Wright resolved the dilemma by stretching me over two bar stools, ass up
and face down. I wrapped my legs around the legs of one stool, which had
the advantage of spreading my ass crack wide, and he regreased his
shaft. He smacked my bare buns a couple of times, making them sting and
causing me to gasp. "Yeah, you little slut whore. You live for dick, don't
you?"

Well, no, given I'd only taken a cock in the ass a few times. But that
might be changing now.

He'd given me the poppers and I sucked in a big lungful as he lined up his
dick with my hole. A couple of long seconds passed as the poppers took full
effect. High on dope, time seemed to stop as my anticipation mounted.

He wedged one of his long forearms into the small of my back and I flinched
as the pain from my sunburn flared. I couldn't lift up if I'd wanted to. I
heard his raspy breath in my ear. "I'm gonna split your boi crack so far
open that it'll never be the same, little dude. You asked for it, begged
for it, and you're gonna take it. You'll always remember the first time you
got bred right." He might have meant Wright; either way was sure to be
memorable.

Then in one quick and ruthless thrust, he penetrated me, jamming his rod
all the way inside and taking complete possession of my boi hole. Despite
his announcement of what was to come, I was taken aback; this wasn't me
carefully riding the stud, it was him in control and ready to destroy my
hole if that was what it took to get off the way he wanted. In the split
seconds that followed, I waited for the pain. But once again I didn't feel
any, only some discomfort at my hole being wrenched wide open. But nothing
bad. Instead, his fuk stick raked my prostate as he entered me and it felt
so good that I gushed, "YEAH! FUCK ME IN THE ASS!"

"Whoa, boy! We can't have you yelling your freaking head off. But I have a
solution for that." He pulled out, leaving my hole gaping open, and fetched
something from the drawer in the end table. It was a ball gag. I blinked,
not quite believing that I was seeing something in person that I'd only
glimpsed on porn videos. But he forced my jaws open, crammed the red rubber
ball into my mouth and attached the gag behind my head. "That's better. Boy
like you needs to be gagged when you're getting bred like a whore. Ponyboy
needs a bridle."

He apparently thought other precautions were necessary as well because he
intertwined my arms in the bar stools' legs and used a pair of handcuffs to
secure them, then wrapped two leather cuffs around my ankles and tied them
to the bar stools' legs. I was trapped, unable to move, a raw hole waiting
to be used.

Wright hovered behind me, fisting his butt buster back into an erection and
slapping my ass hard enough that it burned more than my sunburned back. It
was probably even redder. "That's a nice pink boi pussy. Like I said, it
doesn't look big enough to take a cock, let alone a big black cock, but
your tight tush was made for it."

Once again, he lined his rod up with my hole – he had to squat down a
little, even though I was on the bar stools – and rammed it inside
me. My dick lurched with the force of his assault and for an instant I
worried again that I'd cum hands-free. But the moment passed in a haze of
ecstatic, dope, beer and poppers fueled pleasure.

My boi butt was impaled on his big tool, filled with cock. I sighed,
although through the ball gag it come out as a muffled hiss. He pulled out
and slammed back into me, picking up where he'd left off and fucking my ass
with deep, grinding thrusts.

Wright ramped up his pace and intensity until he was brutally pounding my
butt. Occasionally he thrust into me hard enough to move the bar
stools. Helpless, I could only endure it, although I was loving it far too
much to say I was only enduring it. Stoned, time came and went for me, and
it was hard to tell whether the Black stud had been pummeling my twink twat
for minutes or an hour.

And then... the partygoers started to arrive. The front screen door swung
open and two Black men strolled in. They laughed as they saw me gagged and
tied over the bar stools and Wright ramming his bull cock into my ass. He
wasn't bothered in the least, continuing to buttfuck me and pausing only to
exchange fist bumps with them. They made rude comments about me being a
piece of fuck slut trash and wandered out through the kitchen and into the
backyard. I was mortified. I didn't think anything could deflate my cock
while Wright boned me, but the sudden audience had caused it to swivel into
a tiny, finger sized tool.

It wasn't long before four more men arrived – three Asian American
muscle studs and a young, skinny, long-haired Latino, each shirtless and
wearing leather harnesses. Smirking, they stopped to watch Wright pound my
pussy, and the Latino dude asked, "Who's your white whore, Wright?"

"Kobi. Sweet little dick-loving ponyboy."

"Damn. He's tiny." The dude gave me a sneering look, grabbing his
junk. "Your dick's so far into him that he'll taste your nut when you
shoot. How is that ass?"

Wright laughed, rammed his cock into me extra hard and ground it inside my
guts, forcing my anus wide. "It's incredible. Better than your skinny butt,
Joaquin." The Asian trio snickered, Joaquin glowered, and the group headed
into the backyard, although one of the Asians lingered and returned. He
said something to Wright that I couldn't hear, and Wright replied, "Yeah,
no problem, Jin." The man then joined his friends.

So it went for a good half hour. Groups of two, three or four men arrived,
greeted Wright, and made snarky comments about his new white mini-whore,
all while he fucked my boi pussy. He seemed to enjoy the attention and
putting on a show. One Black dude grabbed my hair and pulled my head up,
slapped my face and stared into my eyes before saying, "He loves it,
Wright. I'd say this little dude is addicted to your fuk stick. How long
you been breeding him?"

"First time, but as good as his tight boi butt feels wrapped around my
cock, it won't be the last." The man laughed and Wright rammed into me so
hard that he practically knocked out my breath. I was left pondering the
idea that Wright wanted to fuck me again, which kinda made me feel warm
inside. Or maybe feeling warm inside was only result of the massive slab of
manhood pummeling my boi hole.

The flood of men arriving for the party slowed, and Wright must have
decided he'd enjoyed my fuk chute enough for the time being and was ready
to nut. He ramped up his pace, pulling his black python all the way out and
then cramming it back inside me with ruthless thrusts, bashing my butt. He
leaned over me, grabbing my hair, pulling my head back, and hissing in my
ear. "Arch that back. Lemme all the way inside your boi pussy. I'm gonna
bone it so hard that you'll know you've been bred by the best." The heat
from his sweat streaked body was like a furnace hovering over me, and I
felt drops of sweat splatter on my bare back.

I thought he was all the way in, but I did my best to lift my ass and
Wright responded by sinking into me so far that I was certain his dick
reached a new part of my insides. "Yeah, that's right. You know what your
ass is good for."

My hole would be damn sore tomorrow or, for that matter as soon as I came
down and sobered up. But for the time being I was getting off on being
fucked, feeling the Black stud's power and raw masculinity. I loved having
his manhood inside me. It felt like it belonged there. Being bound and
gagged only added to my excitement. Drew said he liked it when one of his
daddies tied him up, and at the time I'd shaken my head, not understanding
the allure. But now I sorta did.

Well, yeah, I totally did. Wright could tie me up whenever the fuck he
wanted.

The dude's furious pounding of my boi butt reached a climax, so to speak,
and he pulled me backwards while slamming forward, yelling, "Fuck yeah, I'm
cumming! I'm juicing you ass!" His nut cream flooded into me. And kept
flooding into me. Every time I thought he was done shooting, his cock had
another spurt.

He leaned over me, making me flinch as my sunburned back complained. But
his panting, sweaty body felt good on top of me, emphasizing his raw sex
appeal in a way that went straight to my dick, which had revived after the
audience disappeared and was almost painfully hard. He licked the sweat on
my neck, then kissed it, nibbling on my ear, and using his tongue to play
with my dangling earring. When he stood up, he growled, "You're one hot
piece of ass. Don't look like you'd be shit to fuck, but that tight little
twat of yours is the real thing." I kinda felt happy about the compliment.

He withdrew his softening slab of fuck meat, leaving my hole feeling empty,
released the handcuffs and untied my legs. He pulled the ball gag out of my
mouth but didn't remove the leather cuffs from my ankles. I'd left of pool
of slobber on the floor, but he didn't care. I stood up, wobbly and dizzy
but still mesmerized by the Black stud. His dick, now slick and semihard,
dangled between his legs like an assault weapon. No way that enormous
monster had been inside me.

Except... it had been. My hole still tingled from the assault, and I had to
squeeze my glutes to keep jizz from slithering down the backs of my
legs. I'd been slam boned by a big dicked sex machine.

TO BE CONTINUED...


Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Let me know! Coltonaalto@gmail.com

My other Nifty stories can be found in the author index (listed as Colton)
using this link: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/authors.html#colton. You can
also locate them by searching for "Colton Aalto" using the Nifty Archive
Search button, or by following this link:
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/authors.html#colton.

I jump around in different Nifty categories, so you'll find a bit of
everything. Enjoy!

I've also recently published a book, "Lance & Leo", a fictional account of
1980s gay porn with some sci fi and time travel thrown
in. https://www.amazon.com/dp/1590217314/

© Copyright Colton Aalto 2021