Date: Tue, 12 Feb 2019 18:03:55 +0000 (UTC)
From: fmhar1969@aol.com
Subject: The Fireman's Son, Chapter 48

Archive: "Fireman's Son, Chapter 48" {Rob} (MMB oral)

Here's another part of Steve's Wednesday. Chapter 47 covered Steve's
morning with his dad and Mr. Sims. Remember, school didn't start until
after noon because of a teachers' training. This chapter covers his first
activities on the way and at school. The next chapter will cover Wednesday
evening's activities at the Evan's house – Steve, Jim and Jim's dad. I
had a relatively long chapter that covered all of this written, but
something happened with Word and I lost all of it. As I've told some of my
readers who have written asking when the next chapter was coming, I've been
suffering from a bad writer's block, probably brought on by the loss of a
lot of work. In addition to the block, my memory has refused to bring back
my previously written words! I have finally gotten past the block – I
hope. I have written this, which I hope you will like, and decided to
submit it as a chapter since it has been so long coming. I will begin
immediately to work on the evening at the Evans house. I hope you enjoy
this chapter and are not getting bored with Steve's story. Rob at
fmhar1969@aol.com.

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rights pertaining to it.

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(2) Since this is an entirely fictional story, a fantasy if you will, where
all the sex is bareback and the main character is in some potentially risky
situations, it takes no notice of the dangers of recreational sex with
multiple partners. In real life, BE CAREFUL and BE PROTECTED.

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The Fireman's Son Chapter 48 – Wednesday Arriving at School

	As soon as his father and Mr. Sims left, Steve went upstairs to get
ready to go to school. He didn't clean his insides out, deciding to leave
the two men's cum loads inside him. He wondered how it would feel, having
all those loads of cum filling his guts. To make sure he wouldn't lose
them, he plugged his ass with the buttplug his dad had gotten for him. He
knew he could keep it in all afternoon. He had practiced wearing it at
home, even during dinner with his mom! Nobody would know. There wouldn't be
any time for Jim and Roy to fuck him before classes started, and he and Jim
had already planned to skip out on last period. Steve would cut PE and Jim
didn't have baseball practice. Roy wouldn't like it, but `tough shit!'
Steve thought. He was going to get plenty of fucking after school!
	Jim was waiting in his truck when Steve got to his house. He
climbed in and they were off. About a block from the house, Jim reached
down and unzipped his trousers. "You want to suck on my cock some. I'm
really hot thinking about you and Dad and me together after school. I
already jacked off twice this morning, but I need that sweet mouth suckin'
me!" he said as he pulled his cock out in the open. Steve immediately
scooted over and took the big, soft cock-lump all the way in his mouth and
felt it begin to grow as he sucked and washed it with his tongue. "Oh fuck!
That's good. I can feel it gettin' hard! You gonna take it all down your
throat while I drive? You gonna let me fuck your mouth like a pussy? Make
me cum before we get to school?"
	Steve nodded his head so Jim could feel it moving in his crotch,
giving permission for full penetration. The cock-sucking boy could feel his
best friend's cock hardening and lengthening as it pushed at the entrance
to his throat and then forced its way in and down.
	As he felt his ramrod slide down into his younger friend's tight,
massaging throat, Jim pressed down on his head with his free hand as he
moaned, "Oh fuck yeah! Swallow that cock! Make me feel your pussy massaging
my rod! Oh fuck! That feels good, little buddy!"
	Steve worked his throat muscles as he felt Jim's cock work its way
past the entrance. He could feel the big mushroom-shaped glans as it
burrowed itself down into his breathing tube, cutting off the air to his
lungs. He pulled up to gulp down a breath, and then pressed back down to
fuck his throat with his best friend's thick, hard cock. By the time they
got about a block from the school, the baseball jock's cock was shooting
down his buddy's throat, filling him with another load of cum. Feeling the
last spurt rocket down his gullet, Steve slowly pulled up, cleaning the
softening cock with his soft, caressing tongue as he released it from his
mouth.
	Pulling into the school parking lot, they saw Jake and Roy standing
over to the side, waiting for them. That side of the school grounds was
located along the edge of the woods that grew next door to the school. The
building ran along, about a hundred feet from the edge of the trees. Jim
pulled in a place next to where their friends were waiting. As they got out
of the truck, Jake said, "`Bout time you two got here! Roy and me been
standing here with hardons waitin' for our favorite cocksucker to get here
so we can get blowjobs before we have to go in to classes."
	"We can go down the side so nobody will notice and go to the back
of the maintenance building where we can have some privacy," Roy said to
the group. "I've got a big load built up, cocksucker, since you skipped out
on me yesterday afternoon," he snarled at Steve. "Too bad we don't have
time to fuck you before classes start."
	"Fuck yeah!" Jake chimed in. "I could go for a nice piece of tail
right now!"
	"Okay, guys! Cool it! You know we only have time for a blowjob, and
if we don't get goin' we won't have time for that!" Jim said as he got them
moving toward the back of the property. "Actually, I don't really
care. I've already got my balls drained on the way over," he said with a
laugh, "but I'm always ready at another go at my little buddy's mouth."
	"You son-of-bitch, you been fuckin' the little slut's mouth while
we been waitin' here with hardons!" Jake said as the four of them began
walking down the side of the building.
	"Yeah! What the fuck! I'm not supposed to take advantage of a
willing mouth just because you guys are waiting? He was hot to trot and he
gave me a mouth-fucking that'd be great to wake up to every morning. I
could hardly keep the truck on the road!"
	The four of them were soon at the back of the buildings in a
secluded spot next the maintenance building where there were large shrubs
and trees.
	"On your knees, slut," Jake demanded as he pushed Steve down with
his back to the wall of the building. The three teens quickly had their
cocks out and Jake's was down Steve's throat as he rammed it in and out of
the willing boy's mouth. It didn't take long before he was pumping his load
down into the cocksucker's belly and pulling his slimy cock out of his
mouth.
	"My turn," Roy said as he stepped forward and rammed his hard cock
all the way into Steve's open mouth not even giving Jake the chance to get
his still-dripping cock cleaned. "Take it, cunt! Take my big cock! Make up
for runnin' out on me yesterday!" Steve's classmate demanded as he rammed
his thick cock in and out of the boy's open throat.
	"Slow down, Roy. You don't have to rape him!" Jim said feeling, as
usual, protective of Steve.
	"Fuck! You dumb jock! He loves it! This is what he wants! To be
used! How long you been fuckin' him, gettin' your cock sucked? Don't you
know he wants it rough? Jake knows! He knew the first time he fucked
him. Ain't that so, Jake?"
	"Fuckin' right!"
	"Shut up you two. If you don't hurry and get off, Roy, I'm not
gonna get my turn."
	"Shit you've already had a turn on the way down here," the other
two said at the same time."
	"Don't matter. I get another. I've got another load wantin' to pump
out."
	Roy came and Jim got his second shot. The four guys had just
rounded the corner of the maintenance building on their way into the school
building proper when Steve stopped and yelled, "You guys go ahead. I must
of dropped my phone. I'll catch up or see you later." Turning back, he
quickly returned to the secluded spot where he'd just finished blowing his
friends.
       Standing there with a big grin on his face was a tall black man
wearing a dark blue coverall that all the maintenance men at the school
wore, and that his big body filled completely. Even in the utilitarian
uniform it was clear to see his broad shoulders, thick thighs and the big
mound that rested on top of them. In the big hand resting on the bulge was
Steve's cel phone. "I been watchin' you takin care of your friends. This
what you lookin' for, white boy?"
	"Yeah. I must've dropped it."
	"That was a real careful droppin'. Looked more like puttin' it down
to me. You have a reason to be wantin' to come back here without your
buddies?" he asked as he handed the phone to Steve, at the same time ever
so slightly pressing the hardening lump against the back of the boy's hand.
 	Steve quickly shoved his phone into his jeans pocket, his eyes
riveted on the growing bulge that was gradually taking on two distinct
shapes: a thick sausage resting on top of a large mound. As he stared, his
tongue unconsciously came out and licked around his slightly swollen red
lips. "You hungry for somethin' I got, boy?" the big black man asked as he
slowly pulled the zipper of his coverall down, down along the sweaty
cleavage formed by his big, hard pecs, the deep valley between his tight
six-pack abs, the entire package shiny with the sweat of a man who had been
working outdoors all morning, until it stopped, revealing the wide
waistband of a clean, but well-used jockstrap. "You wanna see more, white
boy?"
	"Yeees!" Steve moaned.
	"On your knees, you little white bitch! You gonna take care of
Louie's cock for him like a dirty white whore? Like you just did to those
boys'? You gonna worship my big black man's cock?"
	"Yes!"
	"Yes what, cunt?"
	"Yes, sir, Mr. Louie."
	"Yeah! Get in there and show me what you can do," the demanding man
ordered as he pulled the zipper all the way to its base and forced Steve's
face into the worn mesh pouch that held the lump that was his mashed up big
cock and balls. Before his eyes were covered Steve could see smooth ebony
skin under the stretched material, and, as his face was mashed into the
man's crotch, he could feel the scratching of the wiry black hairs that
were sticking out through the open fabric and growing out under the edges
of the bag and onto the hard, black thighs. The morning had been hot, and
his sense of smell was overwhelmed with the aromas of the sweat and
male-musk mixed with stale piss and precum. He eagerly opened his mouth to
suck and lick on the thin material, soaking it with his spit and beginning
to taste the odors he was smelling. The cock inside the bag was growing
harder and bigger under Steve's hungry mouth. He concentrated on the shape
of the huge, plum-sized head, wrapping his lips around it, sucking and
caressing it through the pouch with his tongue. He was so aroused by the
strong taste and feel of the thick, oozing cock slime that his own cock was
rock-hard in his jeans.
	Fleetingly, he worried that he was going to cum and how he was
going to explain the wet stain that would result. But that worry was gone
in an instant. The smell, the taste, the feel of the huge, black cock that
was hidden in the pouch of the old strap was driving him crazy. He had
already had his mouth fucked full of four (counting Jim's as two) big,
thick teenage stud cocks and drunk down four loads of thick, rich teen-boy
cum since he left home, but he had to have the huge, black man-cock that
was being withheld from him. He had his lips wrapped around the huge
monster, but it was not the real thing he was slavering over. It was a
mesh-covered shape. He wanted the real thing. He had to have it, to feel
the silky smooth black skin covering the hard blood-engorged glans and
shaft. He needed to have his mouth filled and his throat battered with the
big ramrod of a strong working man, like Tio Jose, Ramon, Fernando and Juan
and all the other mechanics who worked for Jose in Mendoza's Garage down in
the barrio who had used him back in the summer.
	As these thoughts swam around in his brain, his fingers inched up
under the edge of the pouch and found the slimy knob he had been sucking
through the obstruction of the jockstrap. He began to slowly pull it out
until he got his mouth around the meaty head and his lips locked behind the
flange. He immediately began milking the thick pre-juices out of the
pouting lips of the meatus with his mouth and tongue.
	Suddenly, his head was pushed away. The purple object of his lust
was pulled out of his sucking mouth, still pumping out the cock-drool so
that a slimy string ran from the lips of the mouth of the cockhead to those
of the boy trying with all his might to get it back into his mouth.
	"What the fuck! Did I give you permission to suck my cock?" growled
the big Black holding Steve's head back from his crotch with his big
fingers grabbing his hair while with the other hand he recovered his
dripping cock with the spit-wet material of the strap.
	"Please! Please! Let me suck your cock! I can do it good! You saw
me take care of my friends'!" Steve begged.
	"This ain't no little high-school boy's cock! This a man's cock!
You think you can take this big, black cock? You want this pole fuckin'
your mouth-pussy? You gonna take this black man's cock down your pussy
hole? You gonna drink down my nigger cum, take my nigger babies down into
yo' lily-white belly?" the big man standing over him taunted as he
continued to hide the object of Steve's desire while squeezing the hard
bulge he was holding in this strong, rough hand.
	"Yes! Please! I can do it! I want it! Please, Louie, Sir, let me
suck your big nigger cock! Let me drink down your cum! Fill me! Fuck my
pussy-mouth with your big, thick, black cock! I want it so bad! Please!
Please!"
	I like you beggin', boy! Beggin' for my big cock! I'm gonna let you
suck it, boy! Get your mouth on this black man's cock! High school white
boy gonna suck me! Suck me good! I'm gonna fuck your pussy mouth, queer
boy! No holdin' back! I'm gonna give it to you rough like those two friends
of yours say you like it. Gonna fuck you hard! You're gonna take all this
big cock of mine, and if they're right you're gonna be beggin' for more!
You're gonna be nosin' out Mr. Louie, and he's gonna be on the lookout for
his little white queer-boy whore. Next time I'm gonna take you in those
woods and fuck yo' pretty white ass just like I did all the pansy-boy asses
when I was in the joint.
	During all this, Steve was busy working on the thick black pole
that had popped out into his face as soon as Louie had jerked his jockstrap
down below his balls and pulled Steve's head back into his crotch. He
quickly engulfed the drooling purple knob, slurping and licking it with his
hungry tongue before taking the entire shaft into his mouth and, when it
banged against the entrance to his throat, down deep into the massaging
tunnel. Burying his face in the wiry curls of the black man's pubes, he
worked on the monster that was violating his throat with its well trained
muscles until he had to pull back to get a breath. Continuing to work on
the drooling knob with his tongue and soft palate, he gasped in a deep
breath before pushing back to take the huge black snake back down into the
warm, soft, caressing depths of his talented throat. Over and over again he
fucked himself with the man's big cock, until finally, his big,
work-roughened hand's pulled the boy's head tight up against his crotch and
began shooting spurt after spurt of hot, thick cum down into his stomach.
	"Oh yeah! Fuck yeah! Drink down those nigger babies, you little
queer! Take my cum! Taste that man's cum!" Louie groaned as he pulled his
cock out of Steve's throat and rested it in his mouth. "Drink down that
man's load! Taste what a man tastes like! No thin teenagers' jizz, that's a
man's thick, hot cum you're drinking down into your belly," whore! That's
what you're gonna be wantin' next time. That's what Louie and maybe some of
his buddys're gonna be feeding you from now on! That's what you're gonna be
wanting! Now clean my cock and get goin'!" the black man said as he pulled
his softening cock out of Steve's mouth and stood with his hands on his
hips as the kneeling boy licked and sucked on the soft monster and used his
tongue to clean any cum that had gotten in the curly dark hairs or on the
huge hanging sack of bulls' balls.
	Satisfied with the cleanup the big Black pushed Steve away, put his
cock and balls back in his coverall and zipped up. Turning back toward the
shrubbery that had concealed him while he watched Steve servicing his three
friends, he said over his shoulder, "Remember, I'll be lookin' out for you,
boy, and next time I'll be takin' your ass."
	Fortunately Steve had not cum in his Jeans and he was able to
straighten himself up and get to his class just in time not to be tardy
without running into his friends, who would certainly have asked questions
about where he had been!