Date: Wed, 29 May 2019 15:23:19 +0000 (UTC)
From: "joff101@yahoo.com" <joff101@yahoo.com>
Subject: Black Cum Rituals, part 1

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Black Cum Rituals, part 1

My guests arrived at 3 o'clock in the afternoon for a two night stay in the
simple wooden lodge. Mostly the guests are white and from Europe, but this
time 3 locals booked the lodge. A guy from around 30, his father and his
grandfather. I had told them that there were only two beds, but that
wouldn't be a problem, the father said over the phone.

"Looks good," the oldest guy said when I showed them around. "The beds are
nice and large."

"There's a hammock if you're interested," I added. "For on the balcony or
between the trees down there," and I point to two grown trees nearby.

"And the garden is all ours?", the father asked.

"All yours and completely private," I answered.

Both the father and his father lean on the railing, looking out over the
park. Both wearing the typical shorts which cling to the skin, leaving me
staring at their rounded butts from behind. Firm and small identical bubble
butts stare back at me and my cock twitches.

"The bathroom is perfect," the son says from behind. I jump, feeling caught
staring at his elders' asses.

"Oh, uh, right," I stumble. "Good, uh, by the way I'm Jack." I extend my
hand. He looks at me and shows me his white teeth as he laughs heartily.

"And I'm Eric. We don't shake hands here, we hug," he says and pulls me
against his smooth and muscular body. My cock gives another twitch and
touches his limp cock hanging loose in the same short as his father and
grandfather are wearing.

They turn around as they hear Eric. Their cocks wobble clearly by the
movement. They smile broadly and give me hugs as well.

Hi, Jack," the father says as he pulls me hard against his body, his cock
touching mine through the fabric. "I'm Marshall, Eric's farther. And this
is my father, Kevin."

Hi Jack, I'm Kevin, the oldest," the grandfather says. He slaps me on my
back as he holds me close. My cock grows another inch as I feel the third
limp cock caressing mine. I pretend not to care that my cock sticks out,
clearly visible, when Kevin releases me. Their eyes twinkle, their broad
lips stretch as they smile at me warmly. They both are clearly related and
have the same broad faces typical for marrons. Both are shiny bald and the
only difference is the colouring of their facial and body hair. Kevin's
beard is full and grey, as is his body hair which sticks out above his
shirt. Marshall is also very fury but only has a few spots of grey.

"Look, dad," Eric says and he holds the hammock. "A mesh hammock!"

"I found the normal ones too warm, too sweaty," I reply. "This one is much
more airy." Eric walks toward the trees to fasten the hammock.

"He's truly a son of you," I observe. "The same built, the same twinkling
in his eyes, the same gait."

"Even the same short," chuckles Kevin as he fumbles his balls through the
thin fabric of his short. I can't help but stare at his swinging, growing
cock. Already 20 inches, I mutter to myself, and still limp. My cock
throbs.

"Shall I get you some water to drink?", I ask to get my mind off the sexual
beasts I'm starting to see.

"We already had our fill on our way to you, but another glass won't hurt,"
Marshall says as he pulls off his shirt, revealing a fine layer of curly
black hair all over his body. "I'm gonna help my son."

"Good idea," Kevin says as he also takes off his shirt, showing his still
firm muscles ripple beneath the thick fur. Hard, black nipples standing out
from grey hairs.



As I return, the farther and grandfather are standing around the hammock in
which Eric is sprawled as a lazy beast. The hammock hangs quite low, for
Eric's ass nearly touches the ground.

"Thanks, Jack," Marshall says as I offer them their glasses of water. Kevin
swallows his drink at a draught.

"More, Eric," Kevin rumbles to his grandson when he offers him his
water. "You need that fluid. These rituals will make you sweat more than
you ever have, boy. Drink!" Eric sits up and swallows the water loudly
down.

"Rituals?" I ask Marshall who slowly empties his drink.

"Yes, well, you know," Marshall answers, searching for words and
absent-mindedly fumbling his balls. Still 20 inches, I think, as my eyes
are drawn to his huge manhood hiding in that thin short. "We marrons have
traditions," he continues, "and at the age of 30, we the men, need our
manhood to grow to the max. Need to maximise our masculinity."

"Wow," I say, "that's new to me. I knew about rituals for a boy to become a
man. But from man to, uh, well, to a superman, that I didn't know."

"But I bet you do know about how we blacks are all well endowed," Kevin
says smilingly with a twinkle in his eyes.

"That's what they say," I reply, feeling warm and uncomfortable, conscious
of my own cock size. I keep my eyes on the older guys, even though I'm
drawn to look at Eric's crotch and seize up his manhood. "And this
initiation into super masculinity needs male generations?" I ask, trying to
cover my uneasiness but also wanting to learn more.

"Only males may attend and perform the rituals," explains Marshall
further. "Best would be 2 generations of males, but other males can take
part too." He winks at me and laughs to his farther when he sees me turning
red.

"I think our host is genuine interested," Kevin says with a big smile,
looking at my tenting shorts. His row of teeth misses a tooth but are
sparkling white in his large mouth.

The heath gets unbearable. The men and there talk make me sweat and I
decide to take my shirt off as well. They watch me intently as I undress
and they simultaneously grab their balls and reshuffle their manhood. I see
their long slongs swing and move as if alive. My own cock reaches a new
height in reaction.

Look, Eric," his farther says pointing at my arousal, "see that wet spot? I
think our host wants to join. Is that ok for you?"

With his farther standing next to him and his grandfather on the other
side, Eric studies me. With his hands behind his head he exposes his torso
and appears to be non interested. But his roving eyes travel over my body
and lingers on my erection. His thick lips part slightly and his pink
tongue wets them slowly. He squints up at his farther who is still fumbling
at his balls and then looks at his grandfather who smiles down at him
warmly. He gives Eric a wink and the tension in Eric's muscles evaporates.

"No problem at all," Eric says in a friendly way, showing me his
teeth. "Jack can join or observe or assist or whatever he wants." Eric
smiles at me and his eyes twinkle just as his old men. "I think he's really
is interested in us, in our culture."

"Thanks, man," I say, releasing my breath I didn't even know I held. "I
really appreciate if you'd accept me being around you attending your
initiation into super manhood"

Kevin and Marshall come up to me and take me in their arms, smiling and
uttering low sounds. They push their fury bodies against mine. I feel their
coarse hair chafe along my smooth body. Their hands are all over me and
they don't show any inhibition as to where they stroke me. They make me
feel part of them and tentatively I return their caressing. First over
their muscled arm and shoulders and when they encourage me by cooing a more
deeper sound I lower my hands until I find firm buttocks in each of my
hands. Kevin pushes his face into my armpit, scraping his beard painfully
along the sweaty sensitive skin. He inhales deeply and -

"I thought it was mine initiation," Eric interrupts us, looking at us in
mocked accusation.

"Right," Marshall sighs and Kevin draws a final sniff from my sweaty armpit
as we entangle us.

"Overcome by animal instincts," Kevin rumbles. "Sorry, my grandson. You're
right," he says with more force. "This is your day and not ours." Kevin
rearranges his swollen manhood. "Yet", he adds softly with a smile and wink
to his own son.

"We have brought with us the necessary items for Eric's initiation except
the mokomoko plant," Marshall says to me.

"That is a plant I have in abundance, Marshall," I reply. "Shall I get
some?"

"Only the leaves, please," Marshall says.



My hands throb and kinda burn when I return with a load of mokomoko
leaves. I put the leaves on the table they took from the lodge. On the
table also stands a jar with some white liquid in it.

"They feel weird, my hands," I exclaim, rubbing my hands. "It's like my
hands glow with a deep burning."

"Don't rub it in," Kevin says. "Just wash them off. Here." He pours a glass
of water over my hands.

"So, my son. Are you ready?" Marshall asks Eric. In answer Eric squirms his
ass and pulls off his short. He shows no inhibition at all at showing us
his nakedness. His limp, uncircumcised cock lies on his small thigh in a
black bush of pubic hair. At the tip of his foreskin a thin string of
crystal clear pre-cum drools in his pubic hair. His balls are hanging low
in the heat that surrounds us.

"That's pure nature," I say admiringly. "A tight body of nature lies here."
Eric smiles up at me.

"And we are here to make it grow further," Kevin says in his deep
voice. "Just as my dad made me grow and I made it grow by my son."

Kevin pulls down his short and also Marshall takes off his short. Across
from each other with Eric lying between them, they admire there thick cocks
that reach to halfway there knees. Eric looks up his dad's cock, hanging
inches from his face. The deep black skin is covered with thick veins, even
over his foreskin. Simultaneously his farther and grandfather stick there
fingers in their own foreskins and retrieve both a droplet of pre-cum With
a deep rumbling sound they smear there pre-cum over Eric's parted
lips. Eric's cock jumps up as if electrified.

The intimate performance of Eric tasting the pre-cum of his farther and
grandfather is too much for me. I take off my short, my cock springs high
up in the air. Trembling from beastly lust I slowly jerk on my cock,
squeezing my my low hanging balls. A long thread of clear man juice dangles
from my cock head

"Come over, Jack," Marshall says, urging me with his hand. "Let Eric taste
the pre-cum of his host as well."

I take a stand next to Eric's farther and put my arm around his hips. I
feel his ass muscles move beneath my hand as he bends to collect my pre-cum
A sparkling droplet quivers on his finger which he delicately spreads over
Eric's lips. Eric moans deeply and his cock jumps wildly again. His
foreskin is not as large as that of his farther and slowly with every
throb, the top of his pink cock head is exposed.

"My grandson likes you, Jack," Kevin observes. "He's leaking a lot of clear
man juice" Eric's throbbing manhood pushes another drop of pre-cum out of
his piss hole "I wonder...," Kevin muses and bends over his grandson to
reach for my cock. He touches my piss hole lightly with the tip of his
finger, collecting pre-cum I moan at the touch. He licks it from his finger
and closes his eyes, tasting me.

"Mmmmm, as if I'm 30 again, entering my own initiation into super manhood",
Kevin mumbles softly. He legs trembles slightly and his cock hardens as he
savours my pre-cum It rises fast and grows slowly in girth until it stands
hard at 90° and is as thick as my wrist. A black monster of 27 inches
with a mushroom shaped cock head points above his grandson. Eric's eyes
open wide as his view is blocked by the enormous manhood of his grandfather

"Oh my god, grandpa," Eric gasps, "your cock is beautiful. So big and so
hot." He sticks out his pink tongue to touch the black veined shaft, but
it's too far.

"You like my cock, Eric?" his grandfather asks, peering down at him. "Look
at it, Eric, smell it. Smell my masculinity." With open mouth Eric inhales
deeply the musky essence of his grandfather sweaty cock and balls.

"Join me, my son," Kevin then says to Marshall. "Put some pre-cum from Jack
on your lips and let it also take you back, back 20 years. Back to when I
initiated you into manhood."

With one hand still firm on the tight ass of Marshall, I collect some
pre-cum from my dripping cock head with the other. I offer the glistening
juice to Marshall. He slobbers it up greedily, his tongue gliding over my
hand, his beard grinding through my fingers. He then sighs heavily and he
put his head in his neck. Clear droplets of saliva and pre-cum sparkle in
his black beard.

"Yessssssss, I can feel it, dad," Marshall says. "I can feel your manhood
again. I remember it all and it's so clear, it's like it happened only
yesterday." His ass beneath my hand trembles slightly and in only two
counts I see his cock rise. From a hanging branch to a steaming rod at full
mast. His foreskin retracts from around the bulbous helmet as big as a
baby's fist. The tip of his pink cock head just visible.

"Beautiful, my son," Kevin says admiring. "A beautiful and huge manhood. My
grandson should be proud to have a farther with such a big cock."

"Ooooohh, dad," Eric pants, "your cock! It's enormous!!" Eric tries to
touch his dad's throbbing cock hanging above his face with his tongue. But
again it's just out of his reach. "It looks just like grandpa's, dad," Eric
continuous enthusiastic. "Just as thick and with all those thick veins!"

Marshall glows in the admiration he gets from his dad and his son. A
sonorous laugh escapes his mouth.

"I'm in heat, Eric," Marshall says still laughing. "You and your
grandfather make me feel very good, son. And very hot." I squeeze his firm
buttocks and let my fingers enter Marshall's sweaty crevice. "Not to
mention the support I feel on my ass from Jack." My fingers travel deeper,
find some coarse hair and finally rest on his warm sucking hole.

"Put your hands between my legs, Eric," Kevin says to his grandson. "And
between your father's. Touch our holes. Feel our heat, our longing."

Marshall and Kevin crowd closer to Eric and widen their stand. The movement
causes Kevin's balls to swing back and forth. Balls the size of two pears,
hanging low in a sac of weathered black leather skin devoid of any
hair. The wrinkled and glistening foreskin of Kevin touches the tip of
Marshall's cock head Kevin then takes his foreskin, opens it wide with his
fingers and envelopes his son's helmet shaped cock head Docking complete,
their cocks look like one solid tree trunk, a black gnarled tree trunk with
two bulbous shapes in the middle.

Wooooo," Eric breathes, mesmerised looking up at the connected cocks of his
dad and granddad. Saliva drools from the corner of his mouth, just as
strands of pre-cum drips from the connection of the docking cocks. The
pre-cum overflow smears Eric's face.

"Come on, son," Marshall urges Eric, "touch my hole, feel my heat." He
widens his legs further and I feel his hole opening and closing. "Yessss,"
Marshall sighs as he feels his sons finger touching his moist and hungry
hole. He opens up further and our fingers are sucked in. Eric and I
entangle our fingers in his moist hole, feeling the moist walls and rubbing
his prostate. "Mmmmmmmmm," Marshall groans.

"Don't leave me out, grandson," Kevin says."I'm longing for your touch
too. Put your fingers in my sweaty and hairy hole. Come on and finger me."
He pulls his peer sized balls aside as Eric reaches between his grandfather
hairy legs.

Aaahhh, grandpa,"your hole is sprouting it's lips," Eric says surprisingly.

"Touch it, boy," Kevin urges. "Touch my puckered hole. Get those fingers in
me."

Kevin holds his breath and a glow on his grey bearded face tells me his
grandson entered his hole. A tremor rips through his body.

"Yeeeaaahhh," Kevin shouts and his eyes turn white for a moment. "Fuck me,
Eric. Feel my heat, massage my prostate."

Eric synchronises his finger fucking, pushing his fingers in and out of his
father's and his grandfather's hungry asses. With each thrust, the
prostates are stimulated. A continues flow of pre-cum from the men bubbles
from the connected cocks, filling up Eric's mouth. I lean in to Eric,
licking the pre-cum off his face, slurping in the man juice

"Yeeeeaaaaaaahhhhh," Kevin rumbles. "Swallow our juice, taste that super
manhood!"

Marshall takes his dad's hands and they lean into each other for strength,
for stability. Their bodies tower over Eric, their faces nearly touching,
their cocks overflowing.

"Harder, Eric," his farther pants into his farther s face, "fuck me
harder. Put more fingers in me, stretch my hole!"

Eric shoves in another finger in his father's hole and so do I. Four
fingers ravaging his father's prostate. Marshall opens his eyes and mouth
wide at the intrusion and his farther puts in his tongue. Farther and son
deep kiss each other as they are prepared to unleash their balls. Kevin
utters a muffled shout as Eric also puts in more fingers into his
grandfather's hole.

I right myself, panting and drooling pre-cum from my mouth, to watch the
older men kissing hungry over their younger kin. The muscles in Eric's arms
and chest strain rhythmical as he increases the pace of fucking his farther
and grandfather Their docking black cocks, thick veined, throb in
unison. Pre-cum overflowing and drenching Eric. His rippled abdomen is also
covered in his own pre-cum, filling his belly button and dripping to his
sides and in his black pubic hair.

My own cock head, covered in slimy pre-cum, turns purple. The veins on my
shaft pulse blue. My balls crawl up and without touching a jet stream of
white sperm ejects.

"AAAARRRGGH ," I shout. The volley of hot sperm splashes on the docking
cocks, covering them in white mucus. Strands of my seed drips down on
Eric's face. "FUUUUUCCKKK, you're too hot! I'm bursting!!" Another rope of
seed erupts from my cock, landing on Eric's sweaty body.

The moaning of Kevin and Marshall suddenly halts. Eric, with his fingers
buried deep into his farther and grandfather, also tenses up. I see their
huge pear shaped scrotum crawl up their bodies. With a final hard push of
his fingers into their hot holes, Eric releases their cum. With a muffled
howl from both his farther and grandfather, cum erupts from the docked
cocks.

"GGGGGRRRRRRRRRROOOOAAAAAAA," they howl in each others mouths. The force of
their thick white streams of seed breaks the docking. Kevin's foreskin
lubbers back and forth as more and more sperm spills from it, onto his
grandson and onto his son. Marshall also shoots one volley after another of
thick ropes of cum onto his son's face.

"Fuck yeah, dad," Eric gurgles hoarse, the cum spilling from his
mouth. "Come on me, dad. I feel your prostate still throbbing against my
fingers. Empty your big balls for me." His farther smears his drooling cock
across his son's face trailing ropes of white semen.

"Come on, son," Marshall pants, holding his farther by the shoulders and
looking down at his drenched son. "Release your cum for us. Shoot your seed
while your grandfather and me spread our sperm over you."

Jack, grab his cock," Kevin orders me, "and jerk him off. Get him to
release his sperm for us."

I willingly squad next to Eric and close my cum covered hand around his hot
black rod, feeling the heat it radiates. Eric inhales sharply. I pull down
the long foreskin, slowly revealing the shiny pink knob covered in pre-cum

"Mmmmmm yeahhhhh," Eric sighs. I look up to see that both huge cocks of his
farther and grandfather have come to rest on Eric's face. Less hard but
still spilling sperm.

"Go on Jack, jack him off," Marshall urges me. "Make my son come." He and
his grandfather lean forward greedily as I speed up wanking Eric. Eric's
breathing increases, my hand make sopping sounds on his growing cock.

YEEESSSSSSSSSSIRRRRSSSS, HERE IT COMES," Eric screams. "TASTE ME
SPERMMMMMMMMM."

I point Eric's cock at his father's open mouth. He catches the first shot
of his son's hot seed in his mouth. Some he swallows and some he let drool
out of his mouth into his black beard. As Marshall savours his son's sperm,
Kevin receives the next volley. Thick white strands of his grandson's sperm
splashes on his face, in his grey beard. He licks the drooling strands up
hungry.

"OOOOOOHHHH, YEAAAAAH," Eric moans loudly as he bucks his hips
irregularly. The cocks of his elderly rubbing his face, while he soaks them
with his semen.

I slow down the rhythm of jerking Eric's cock. The flow of semen
reduces. The heavy breathing of the men slows to a hoarse rasping. Eric's
hips buck one last time. I lick up the last drop emerging from his piss
hole, tasting the heavy masculinity of Eric's sperm.

"Pffffffff," Marshall sighs contently as straightens himself. His face is
smeared with his son's sperm. He grins at his farther as he picks up
strands of sperm out of his father's beard. "That is my son, dad." Marshall
proudly present his farther the dangling strand of sperm. Kevin slurps it
up.

"I'm proud of you, son," Kevin replies as he roles the thick wad of semen
in his mouth. "He's just like you, when you sprayed me with your the first
time."

Eric looks up to his farther and grandfather, a big smile of content
spreading his face. He wipes his face clear with both hands and smears the
mucus on the hairy chests of his farther and grandfather

"Ha! Yes, that's right," his grandfather rumbles. "Cover us with our juice,
grandson. We need all of it to continue your initiation."

"Rub it in, son," Marshall sighs. "Spread that man juice over our skin."
Eric pinches his father's erect nipple. His farther grunts deep.

Kevin turns to me, his cock and balls dangling by the movement. A final
strand of sperm dangles from the slack foreskin enveloping the massive
mushroom head. Eric picks it up and smears it over his grandfather's belly.

"Jack, could we have more water to drink?" Kevin asks. "We need it to keep
up our production of juices."

"After what you showed me, I give you anything," I reply watching the burly
man enjoy the caresses of his grandson.

"You joined us with beastly lust and gave us even more pleasures," Kevin
continues. "So, if you like we could initiate you into super manhood"

Marshall nods and Eric smiles up to me.

"Water is coming up," I say and run of naked.

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