Date: Fri, 31 Dec 2021 00:08:10 +0100
From: roby bobby <de182tg@gmail.com>
Subject: little-alex/little-alex-towel-boy-4

This "Towel Boy" story has been inspired by a novel by NiteWriter,
published many years ago on asstr.org.

It contains graphic sexual scenes between males under 18. If material of
this nature offends you then you should not read this story.  Additionally,
if you are under 18 years of age in most states, the state may have
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Please understand this is a work of fiction. The actions described in the
story are not real nor encouraged or condoned in real life. It's fiction,
folks, and remember that, please.

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*** Little Alex *** - Towel Boy - Part 4

WARNING: The following is a fictional story about a 12 year-old towel boy
getting gangbanged by a bunch of black football players. This interracial
story involves oral and anal sex, as well as intense fisting, pissing and
some object insertion scenes. If any of these types of sex acts offends you
or you may think it too bizarre for you tastes, then read no further.


Little Alex lay on the cold locker-room floor shaking from the tremendous
orgasms he'd just experienced. His boy-pussy was gaping open wide for all
to see, his bright red innards covered by cum and ass juices. His face was
coated in slime, and a filthy cum-mixture was spread across his lips.  As
his last orgasm subsided, he felt a dull ache return in his boy-cunt from
the brutal fisting. Then, the realization of what he just did hit him: the
taste of the foul mixture on his lips hit his brain, and he realized the
cum he had eaten was soiled by his own ass juices. It was like a bad,
really bad dream. Did it really happen? While he was in the midst of his
orgasm did he really suck the scum from the fist that was in his ass? And
did he willingly eat what they extracted from his boy-cunt, and allow them
to cum in his mouth, over and over again?

"My God," he thought. "I ate it and I acted like I enjoyed it. What's
happening to me? For a moment I had forgotten I was being raped by a whole
footbal team! What have they done to me? What have they turned me into?"

The towel boy was confused: for the first time in his 12 years of life, he
felt like he really was a whore, not even his bestie Richie has ever been
so sick! As far as he knew, at least.  He began spitting, trying to get his
mouth rid of the filthy taste. With his bare arm he wiped his lips,
removing the remains of the tainted jizz. He hoped this nightmare would be
over soon. How much more could he take, what other filthy things were they
going to do to him?

Then, something warm started to rain on his cum-covered little body.  He
looked up from the floor and saw one of the black team members standing
over him, pissing onto his ravished body. Soon, a second piss stream hit
him on his head, splashing all over and drenching his blond hair: at least
it washed some cum out of them...

"My God," he thought, "How much more are they going to do to me..."

He was too tired to fight all that. Besides, piss games were not new to
him: even Fury, his black stallion, had drenched and almost drowned him in
acrid horse piss... But now his stomach felt already queasy from the
immense amount of filthy cum he had just swallowed: in no way he was going
to add any piss from this bunch of niggas to the filthy mix sloshing around
in his stomach!!  He sat up, bent his head to his chest, and allowed them
to piss all over his delicate pre-teen body.  Their urine ran down his
slender figure as they showered him with warm piss: it dripped off his pert
nipples as it ran down his chest. When it flowed across his soft belly and
between his thighs it burned his sore dicklet. And the little traitor was
already filling up with blood!!!

"Put your head back, white slut." Commanded a black guy, holding in his
hand a thick cock already spewing yellowish piss. "And open dat filthy lil'
mouth wide."

"Oh my God no, never!" he cried, ignoring his request. A pair of strong
hands grabbed his head from behind, bending it backwards and forcing him to
obey.

"Now, open that fuckin' mouth as I said, or else..."

Little Alex wished he would die. Was he really going to piss in his mouth?
How disgusting, how vile. "I'm going to be sick..." he thought. "No Sir,
please! Not in my mouth," he begged.

The strong hands held his head back waiting for him to obey. The black
muscular athlete slapped him across the back of his head demanding, "Open
your fuckin' mouth, you little whore. NOW!"

Little Alex hesitantly parted his lips, opening his mouth to the man behind
him. Then, a long, fat cock appeared directly over his face as the man
straddled his head, aiming at his open mouth. Little Alex closed his eyes
waiting for the most disgusting thing he could imagine now to happen, he
waited for the ultimate humiliation.  Piss started to flow from the black
cock, a little trickled into his mouth covering his pink tongue: it was
warm and kind of bitter-salty, not worst than any of the unsweetened herbal
tea his mom used to prepare when he felt sick.

"Maybe with a little sugar it would even taste good..." he thought...

The urine flow eventually stopped. "Swallow it, bitch!" ordered the black
football player.

Little Alex's thoughts crossed his lust-fogged mind about what was
happening to him. "My God, he did it! He really did it! He pissed in my
mouth!! I have a black man's pissload in my mouth and he wants me to
swallow it... I'm gonna throw up..."

"Hey, bitch... I said to swallow it. N.O.W.!!!" The order came again,
bringing his thoughts back to reality.

He closed his mouth and gingerly let the warm urine run down his throat.

"Ohhhhhh!!God!!!!! No more, please. It's... It's awfull!" he gasped out in
utter distaste of the vile act he just performed. "Why are you doing this
to me?"

"Open it up, slut, you ain't done yet. My bladder is ready to burst and
you're gettin' it all."

At first, Little Alex thought the man was just being cute by making him
swallow JUST a mouthful of his urine: he didn't think any of his team mates
could be so nasty as to actually make him drink more, and straight from
their cocks!!  Boys he was wrong!! He now understood the black jocks were
going to empty their bladders in his mouth, expecting him to drink it, he
was going to be their human urinal and that thought made Little Alex wish
he would pass out while they had their way with him.  And it didn't matter
to him if his little traitor was jutting its almost 4-inch of hard preteen
meat out of his hairless groin!!! THE TRAITOR!!!

The 12 y.o. towel boy opened his mouth again. Warm piss poured from the fat
black cock straight into his mouth.

"Swallow it," the jock demanded. "Drink my piss, bitch."

Piss overflowed his mouth running down his cheeks and out of his
nostrils. Little Alex still couldn't believe he was going to swallow all of
it for real.

"Damn it, you fuckin' whore! I SAID SWALLOW IT!!!!".

Hearing his loud abusive tone, Little Alex instinctively began gulping and
the hot salty urine gushed down his throat. His whole body shuddered from
the disgusting taste: only his little dick throbbed in excitement.

"Open back up, bitch, keep swallowing my load." Again, he was ordered to
get filthy piss in his mouth and, again, swallow another mouthful down his
throat.

"Good boy..." he complimented. "I knew you'd be a fuckin' good
piss-drinking slut." Everyone laughed at the guy's comment.

"How do you like using your mouth as a toilet?" asked someone.

"Tastes pretty good, huh white slut?" someone else asked.

"We're gonna fill your little slut belly up with our hot black piss, baby."
That last one was Ben, the huge quarterback that angrily fisted his ass not
more than 10 minutes before

The humiliation continued: when a jock finished emptying his balls, another
black cock would appear before Little Alex and a hot urine stream would hit
him in the face. He knew what the routine was going to be. How many of them
were going to do this to him?

Then the order came to open his mouth again. "Drink it."

He wondered how much he could drink before he got sick. Or maybe he would
get lucky and pass out to end this filthy ordeal. Little Alex opened his
mouth and drank mouthful after mouthful from the big black cock. He gulped
it down as fast as he urinated into his wide open mouth, until finally he
was fully drained: before giving way to another piss-filled player, he
stuck his cock Little Alex's mouth so he could lick up the last few drops
of piss as it dribbled out.

After a few jocks had emptied their bladder into him, Little Alex finally
clutched his stomach in pain: the hot, acrid urine was making him sick, his
stomach was churning and he could feel the nausea overcoming him.  Then, he
leaned on one side and expelled a huge amount of vomit on the floor.  The
small towel boy heaved up what seemed to be a gallon of yellow, slimy
mucous: his stomach, already full of the black men's cum, obviously hadn't
dealt very well with the addition of a lot of warm piss. After he had
expelled all he could, he sat back with some of the yellowish vomit still
dribbling down his chin. Tears ran from his eyes as he coughed up more of
the filthy slime from his throat.

"I thought you'd be a better piss drinker than that," the next black man
remarked. "Maybe mine will taste better, bitch."

Little Alex understood they weren't going to quit, even though he was
almost passed out from puking his guts up. He felt dizzy and horny at the
same time, and sat there waiting for the next flood of piss to hit him. He
spit a couple times trying to get rid of the thick regurgitated cum that
lingered in his mouth.

The next man stood right in front of him, only a couple of inches away, and
aimed his black cock at his slime-covered face: the piss flow hit him
directly on his soft lips, splattering all over.

"No more, please.... No more..." he begged talking and choking through the
stream of urine hitting him in the face and pouring into his mouth as he
spoke.

"No more, please.......... please............ Sir!"

The young athlete paid no attention to the young towel boy's pleas, but
rather grabbed his head in his big hands, pulling him to his spewing
cock. "Open it, you filthy bitch." He forced his cock into Little Alex's
mouth. "Start drinking, you lil' boy-cunt."

He pushed his cock deeper as the little kid's mouth filled with
piss. Little Alex had no strength left to fight: he immediately started to
swallow, trying to keep up with the flow of hot urine. He was afraid the
man might force his black cock down his throat and drown him in his
piss. He drank from his black meat swallowing over and over, sucking urine
directly from his bladder. Loud gulping noises came from his throat and
echoed through the locker room as the hot fluid poured down his throat: it
burned as it gushed down him, and burned even more upon entering his belly.
It seemed to go on forever. Nearly a minute past before he finished
relieving himself in his mouth. Little Alex's stomach felt full again and
that sick feeling was rapidly returning.

But the urination ritual continued. Everyone wanted to piss into the cute
teen whore's mouth. For good measure, a few ones wanted to piss into his
open boy-cunt as well.  Six more guys lined up waiting their turn to
relieve themselves in Little Alex's mouth and watch him swallow the content
of their bladders. By the time he swallowed the sixth man's urine, his
belly was bulging out, engorged with piss. He couldn't take anymore: once
more, he clutched his stomach and puked an incredible amount of filthy
fluids all over the floor. He was so tried by the heaving, he nearly passed
out.

Soon after, another black men walked up to Little Alex. "Couldn't hold it
any longer for ya' honey... So here's mine." He handed to Little Alex a
champagne bottle. The kid looked up at him somewhat confused.

"It's my piss, lil' towel boy. A bottle of warm, yellow champagne piss just
for you, my hot piss-drinkin' slut. I saved it only for you."

Little Alex set the bottle on the floor trying to avoid the unavoidable. "I
can't Sir! Please no more." He felt sick from drinking their vile body
fluids and heaving up twice already.

"Listen bitch, you're gonna drink the fuckin' whole bottle `cause, if you
don't, I swear I'll shove that bottle up your fucked up boy-cunt and pour
it in your lil' fuckhole. Got it, you lil' whore?"

Little Alex hesitated a moment too long and the short tempered, and
obviously intoxicated, man became furious with him.

"You fuckin' little bastard whore!! I'll show you I'm not fuckin'
jockin'!!"

He grabbed the bottle in one hand and head-locked the towel boy's head in
his arm, forcing the open end of the bottle to his lips. Savagely, he
forced the tip of the bottle into his mouth and tilted it upward. Piss
started emptying from the bottle as he force-fed Little Alex his urine.

"Drink up lil' bitch." "Drink my fuckin' piss."

Little Alex had no choice for the bottle was already at the entrance to his
throat. He swallowed the piss as it poured rapidly into his mouth and
flushed down his throat. After five large gulps the drunk athlete pulled
the bottle out: it was still about half full.

"Think you're getting brave, huh, boy-cunt.... I'll show you." He pushed
Little Alex back onto the floor on his back. "Grab his legs," he commanded
his friends.

Two black hands grabbed each a leg, pulling them apart and upwards, so the
pre-teen's little body was nearly upside down.

"I told you what I would do, you bitch. You better listened to ol'
Moses!!!"

Little Alex screamed, trying to break
free. "Noooooo!!!!!!!..... Noooooooo!!!!!!!.... Don't...... please
don't..."

Ol' Moses took the half full champagne bottle and inserted its neck into
Little Alex's gaping boy-cunt. He pushed it in and tilted it up.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!" Little Alex screamed again. Piss started to flow into
his sore boy-pussy. His young hole, already hurt from the brutal fisting,
now burned as it filled up with the black man's salty piss. The urine
dribbled in slowly, as Moses wiggled and fucked the neck of the bottle
around in the kid's hole, allowing the warm fluid to flow from it. Little
Alex unsuccessfully kept fighting trying to break free from his discomfort
as the bottle emptied into his boy-cunt.

"There you go, honey. You got a boy-cunt full of my piss. How it feels? Too
bad I couldn't hold it for ya'," he remarked. "Would have been nice to
stick my big black cock up your fuckin' hole and piss straight in your
boy-cunt: bet a whore like you would have gotten his lil' rocks off on
that."

"You know what, bitch? I know how to get you off. How about I give you the
whole fuckin' bottle?"

Grabbing the now empty bottle, drunk ol' Moses began pushing it further
into Little Alex's ass hole, twisting it around and shoving the neck deeper
into the 12 y.o. boy-cunt.

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!" Little Alex screamed out, scared the large
champagne bottle would finally split him in two.

Moses kept pushing and twisting until the fat part of the bottle started to
spread open the kid's fuckhole as it slowly penetrated him. Piss began
squirting from Little Alex's hole as the large bottle sunk deeper and
deeper into his body.

Actually, Little Alex's hole opened rather easily, having been thoroughly
fist-fucked earlier. Now, as the man pushed, the neck had completely
disappeared inside him and half of the bottle was in his hole already.

"Sorry, but I gonna shove it all in, honey.... Hope you can handle it."

He continued to forcibly push the bottle in, until three quarters was
inside Little Alex's boy-cunt and the big end had opened his hole wide,
lodging itself in his ass. The little towel boy felt the small neck of the
bottle way up inside him, pushing deep into his colon. This was nothing
like having a big cock stuffed in him: the bottle was substantially larger
and rigid, more than any cock would ever be. The drunken athlete could
seriously damage his insides and, judging from the lust fogging his dark
eyes, Little Alex was sure he didn't care.

"Please stop... please... please... no more." Little Alex begged hoping he
would stop.

But Moses paid no attention to his pleas. He gave another strong push
jamming another couple of inches in, making his boy-cunt stretch to take in
more of the large bottle.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"

<<<<---***---***---***---***--->>>>

Little Alex woke up with a start, frightened, drenched in sweat. He looked
around, surprised to find himself in his bedroom instead of in a locker
room full of black and naked football players with their huge cocks in full
display.

"A dream! WOW! It was all a dream... "

His father Jim ran into his room, having been awakened by the piercing
scream of his son. "What happened, sweetpea? Are you OK?" He sat on his
son's bed, caressing his boy's flushed face, ruffling his soft, blond hair.

"Yes Daddy, it was just a dream, a dream so realistic that..."

Little Alex did not finish the sentence: with one hand he pushed the sheets
aside and showed his father his small cock, now softening and resting in a
small puddle of warm sperm.

"Mhhh, you seem to have dreamed of something really interesting, son".

"Yes, Daddy! So... I was a towel boy for the high school football team
when..."


*********

My stories on Nifty (all written 'mostly' in English):

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/little-alex/
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/little-alex-friends
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/incest/little-alex-jenny-and-the-machine
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/a-romanian-in-paris/
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/the-devil-lives-in-paris/


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