Date: Tue, 22 Jul 2003 10:57:53 -0300
From: Jorge Alvarez
Subject: black-brazilian-soccer-stud/soccer-tour-in-africa/michel

Soccer Tour in Africa/ Michel
by Jorge Alvarez

Here's another tale from young members of my soccer team who went with me
for a tournament in Nigeria. This is Michel, the 17 year-old French boy who
first appeared in my story "The Wedding".

1
"Once we arrived in Lagos I was sent to stay with a family that lived in the
outskirts of the city. There were only women in the Botanuku household and
tons of small children. No men!

I was envious of my teammates, who certainly were by now getting plenty of
big black dick from their male hosts. I got nothing...

Back home, living with the other boys at BBSS (Black Brazilian Soccer
School), which is actually a boy-brothel, I was daily fucked by at least
five black studs, not to mention our coach, Mr. Alvarez, who gave my pussy
its favorite big black dong.

After the first few days in Lagos my butthole was in cramps, starving,
craving for cock. I dreamed that spiderwebs were growing in the now empty
caves of my temple of love.

The women told me about the only surviving male in the family, an old man,
who lived alone out in the jungle and sometimes came to visitl.A very old
man! It was hopeless. There were not even neighbors, the closest house being
more than a mile away.

I used to climb a big old tree in the backyard, to spend my empty days.
There I found, in an upper branch, a stump carved out of a tree limb. It
looked just like a big black dick, a perfect sculpture in the tiniest
details: the bulging helmet head, the veiny thick shaft, even a nice set of
balls underneath.

I couldn't believe my luck! In the absence of the real thing, I could at
least play with a handsome imitation. So I sat on this natural dildo, draped
my pussy around the borders of the large head, and pushed my body down, till
I had the whole thing buried deep inside me.

Oooooh! How I had missed the feeling of being overstuffed back there... I
got a good grip on a branch in front of me and started to ride my new toy,
lifting and lowering my pretty young rump on the wooden stallion.

I fucked myself faster and faster, shaking the treetop, making the large
trunk sway back and forth. I felt the huge tree's power surging through me.

As I came, I swear I could feel the carved stump throbbing inside me and its
liquid seed flowing into my bowels. When I dismounted the thick staff, there
it was! A thick, viscous white sap was flowing from the tip of the phallus.
The tree had cum inside my pussy!

>From then on I would spend all my days there, sitting on my new dildo,
making love to it. There I was one morning when I heard a rustle on the dry
leaves covering the ground. Someone was approaching from the jungle.

I froze in place as I saw the family's old man for the first time. He's very
tall, with taut, parched black skin stretched over his large bones. He was
nearly naked, but for a skimpy loincloth, which he removed.
There's a fountain back there, and he had come to wash himself. He filled a
bowl with water and spilled it on his big bald head, his strong sinewy
limbs, his spare but still handsome butt.

I could see a giant set of balls hanging low between his thighs. Then he
turned around and I had to clench my ass around the wood stump to avoid
falling from my tree.

There it was, the largest, thickest piece of man meat I had ever seen!
Hanging limp, it reached his knees.

The old man lifted the heavy salami, pulled back the foreskin and washed the
head, which from where I perched looked to be the size of a bowling ball.

He took long loving care of his incredible endowment. So much so that it
started to grow in length and thickness.

The elder African was wanking himself! With one hand he played with his
tremendous balls, while he rubbed the other hand up and down his monster.

I was about to cum, with the big wood dick making its magic inside my pussy.
Thank God the old man came at the sime time, his manly grunts much louder
than my whimpering boyish moans.

The white, thick jets that came out of his log landed right on the base of
my tree's trunk. They looked suspiciously like the sap that flowed out from
the stump each time it came inside me. Strange...

The old man put his loin cloth back on and walked to the house. I went down
hurriedly to meet the only male in the Botanuku family!

2
Mrs. Botanuku introduced me to the family elder.

"Old Kong, this is Michel. He's from France but he lives in America. He came
with a team of young American soccer players and is staying with us".

Up close the old black man was even taller. My head was level with his well
packed loincloth. I knew what he had hidden there and God! I needed it
badly...

We sat on the ground for lunch, everybody serving themselves with their
hands from a single plate.

"Mmm, you're French...", said the old guy. "You know, young man, I had a
dear friend who was from France. He was a famous scientist and his name was
Foutard de l'Enculade".

I couldn't fall from my chair because there was none. Foutard was my
great-grandfather, who had disappeared in Africa in the 1930s'!

"My God! He was my great-granpa! You knew him?"

"Knew him? We were so close, we lived together in this house. Oh, how I miss
him... I called him Fufu..."

Old Kong wiped a tear from his wrinkled face.

"Now I see... You look just like him. Same wavy black hair, same deep blue
eyes, and sooooo handsome... I didn't know he had left a family back in
France! He never told me about his past life. We lived so happy together...
Until that fateful day..."

"What happened to him? We never learned!"

Great-grandpa had been the most famous primatologist in the early 20th
century. He specialized in the measurement of the penises of primate species
and his first breakthrough had been the discovery that pigmy chimpanzees
have genitals that can be over 20 inches long. (Mmmmmm!)

But no one in the family had a clue about his disappearance while
researching the penile size of gorillas in the jungles of West Africa.

"I told Fufu he shouldn't get close to that gorilla. But you know how he
was... Always daring, always brave... Always pushing the envelope. He made
his measurements, if you forgive my French, with his own butthole, you see.
So there was always a huge personal risk involved in his research. But he
went on, to higher, longer and thicker callings. Till he saw that damn
gorilla. A silverback. Old fucking stud. Ugly as hell. But his... male
organ... amazing! Fufu christened it "Everest", after the peak. But he could
only see it action from far away, through binoculars, when the beast was
copulating, which was pretty often. I tried to console Fufu with my own...
attentions, but it was hopeless. He absolutely had to measure Everest,
personally, in the flesh, so to speak. It would be the crowning of his
triumphant career. But, alas, it was his undoing".

Another tear streamed down Old Kong's face.

The women complained that the old man was embarassing me with his dirty
stories. On the contrary, I was getting hornier and hornier.

"OK, ladies, if you're such prudes, why don't you go take your naps, and I
and my young friend here will move to my hammock, where I'll tell him the
rest of my story."

We went to the backyard and Old Kong tied his hammock to the branches of
"my" tree, the one from which I had seen him wanking his gigantic dick.

"You see this tree, young man? I planted it myself, with my own seed, and
have been wetting it since then. It was your ancestor Fufu's favorite tree.
When I had to leave and go alone to the woods to commune with the spirits,
he perched up there, to wait for me. I carved him a special stool where he
could sit. Well, at least it kept him from fooling around...".

3
Old Kong helped me climb into his hammock. I lied down with my back to him
while he took off my clothes.

"It's too hot out here, little Michel. Mmmm, your skin is so white, so
soft... And you smell sweet just like your great-grandfather. Are you all
right?"

"Yes, just a litle dizzy".

" It's the powder I sprinkled on your food. It's made of ground gorilla
testicles. It will relax you and give you very exciting feelings. Do you
want to hear the rest of the story of Fufu and the gorilla who killed him?"

"No Old Kong. By the way can I call you Granpa?"

"Of course you can, sweetie... "

"I can well imagine what happened when my ancestor went to measure the
gorilla's giant penis with his own butthole. What a tragedy. But don't tell
me, Granpa, it'll make you sad. Tell me instead one of your folk stories".

"Yes! I'll tell you the one about King Kong, the gorilla who decided to
visit Heaven!"

As my new black Granpa told me the story, I could feel his colossal prick
starting to grow, the big head crawling up along my bare legs.

"King Kong started his journey by climbing the two pillars of white
alabaster that support the twin domes of Heaven. A very smooth climb, you
see".

"Yeah, I can feel it..."

"He climbed, and he climbed, and finally he reached the twin domes. He
rested his big head between the round, perfect mounds of the domes of
Heaven. King Kong had never before touched such heavenly orbs, smooth as
silk, so pink and velvety as the skin of a peach. The big gorilla paused in
front of the deep, deep ravine that hides the gate to Heaven. Why don't you,
Michel, help King Kong find his way?"

I knew what the old man wanted. I extended my arms back, opened my buttocks,
and tried to get hold of his ultrathick shaft, to guide him home. My hands
were too small for the task, but finally the wet tip of his monster touched
the puckered ring outside my hole.

"Good boy! Now King Kong has to open the magic ring that closes the gate to
Heaven. He will have to use magic words, and also his own honey. You see,
when King Kong rubs his head on the ring, he smears it with his honey".

"Yeah. It feels good..."

Black Grandpa started to chant his magic words:

"Botanuku tomapika paonorabo keimaroska..."

It worked like a charm. I felt my ring melting away, opening up like a
flower. The gorilla powder he had given me was also working its magic. I had
never felt so much lust for a man.

"King Kong puts his spell on the ring that guards the entrance to Heaven,
and little by little the tight band stretches away as a long ribbon, draping
itself over King Kong. The beautiful, rosy ring is now like a crown poised
around the gorilla's giant head. King Kong circles his head back and forth,
spurting his creamy honey, extending the ring even more. He plays with the
ribbon of flesh, like a garland, tossing and turning in its embrace. He is
now inside! The head slides into the gate, slowly, making room for itself,
spiralling around to broaden the narrow passage, always up and up...

"...King Kong is in awe of the incredibly soft, velvety walls of the
enclosure. As he opens the tunnel to Heaven, he rubs delicately his powerful
body against the yielding lining of the wonderful cave. He believes that no
living creature has ever penetrated this inner sanctum. Under his manly
touch, the virgin flesh shivers and glows. Here, where darkness once
reigned, King Kong's majestic sceptre now brings forth light and life. The
luminous walls sparkle with streams of energy and desire. The widening cave
adores its saviour, wills this sweet invasion, helps his advance. The tunnel
swivels, contracting and expanding, to pull in and welcome the huge invader.
King Kong steps up his ascent to Heaven".

Oh God, it felt so big! I feared the powder's effect and Grandpa's magic
words wouldn't be enough to help me take that monster up my butt. I started
to moan softly.

"Oh Granpa, King Kong is so big!"

It didn't take him long to hit bottom. I was in heaven, more full of dick
than I had ever been in my short life.

"King Kong is about to reach Heaven", he said, "and he wants you to come
with him. Ready?"

"Yesss...."

"Then he'll take with you the jump into the abyss of space, and you'll land
together on the other side of life, where everything is light and
perfection".

With one mighty push, Grandpa lodged the final inches of his tremendous dick
in my overstuffed butthole and the blunt head hit my G-spot. I exploded in
orgasm, and my tunnel of love spasmed around the impossibly large shaft,
making it burst in jets of fiery cum. King Kong was in Heaven and so was I!

4
I took a quick nap in my new black Granpa's strong arms. I'd never felt so
much loved by a man. The warmth coming from his giant King Kong dick deeply
embedded in my butt spread all over my body.

How cool it was, that this same man had been my ancestor Foutard de
l'Enculade's lover. The thrill of thinking that the same cock, the same cum,
had been making love to my great-grandfather so many decades ago!

The French scientist and adventurer that Granpa called Fufu had gone to meet
his death at the phallus of a wicked gorilla, which he was measuring with
his own instrument, his asshole, for scientific purposes.

But Fufu had left a large family in France and now I, Michel, his
great-grandson, was back here in the jungle to reclaim my ancestor's quest
for the greatest, thickest, hardest, blackest African dicks!

I felt King Kong stirring back to life in his new home, my young pussy. He
kissed my ears gently.

"Did you have sweet dreams, little one?"

"Oh Granpa, I love you so much! No other man ever fucked me so well!"

Oooops! I was supposed to be a virgin... I was under instructions from my
soccer-and-fuck coach never to reveal to our African hosts my secret
identity as a boy-whore.

"Oh Granpa, I'm sorry if I misled you into thinking I was a virgin... I'm
not! Forgive me..."

The old black man licked my warm tears.

"Don't cry, little one, Granpa is not mad at you. I saw you on my tree when
I came in from the jungle, I saw you impaled on the dick-stool, fucking your
own sweet ass whith such gusto. I knew you were a boy-slut. And I love you
more for that. You know, that makes you better that Fufu in bed..."

"Really? Then why don't we climb to the top of the tree where your stool is
and I'll show you some of my tricks?"

"You little bitch, you read my mind!"

Granpa held me by the waist, his King Kong deeply buried in my ass, and
climbed the huge tree with an agility that belied his age. In an instant we
were on the top branches, were he sat on his stool, a large dick carved out
of the treetrunk, impaling himself with an ease that showed many years of
practice.

King Kong shot up to his full, colossal length and girth inside me.

I took a firm grip on the lianes that hanged from the top and used them as a
swing. I swung freely forward, disgorging Granpa's thick log from my
distended fuckhole. The head popped out with a loud boing! and I swung back,
mouthing it with my hungry pussy.

I sawyed all the way to his lap, taking King Kong to the hilt.

"Oh my orixa (an African god), Michel, you're sooo good!"

Granpa fucked himself up and down on his tree-dildo, while I swung back and
forth on his big black dick, frisky and wild like a crazy little monkey.

I spun around, sometimes facing him, sometimes showing him my plump white
butt, twisting and squeezing King Kong, trying to wring all the cum out of
his big hairy balls.

And then it came, a tidal wave of man lava burning through my flesh. As I
came with him, I felt something warm and gooey crawling all over my skin.

I opened my eyes and marveled: the whole tree was cumming! Its thick white
sap spurted and flowed from the tip of the branches and the knots on the
trunk, showering over us. Drenched in this primal semen, we were flying high
in the sky, lifted by the tree's giant embrace, a tree that covered all the
earth and shot into space, and the white drops of liquid seed sprinkled
around to become twinkling stars in the dark blue firmament.

When I woke up I was in Granpa's arms, back in the hammock.

"What happened? Was it a dream? An hallucination?"

"No, my love, what you saw was real. This is my cum-tree. I planted my seed
on the ground and the magic of the orixas made it grow as I seeded it with
more cum every full moon. When I make love to another male on the tree,
impaled on its wooden dick, it cums with me and in me. And then its cum
makes my King Kong grow larger. That's why it's so huge".

"What? So now... it will be even bigger?!"

"Yes! Just close your eyes and feel it".

My pussy detected the now familiar sensation of Granpa's dick getting hard.
King Kong raised his awesome head and started his journey up my love chute.
And there he was! Further up me than before! Exploring untouched territory!
I felt again a virgin, losing whatever recondite purity I still had, deeply
hidden in my innards. The bulging head now touched my heart and pulsed with
it.

In a flash, I knew it. He would keep growing and growing and I would take
every new wide inch of King Kong's manhood. My pussy had no limits. It could
encompass the whole world, the Universe. It was a bottomless pit, hungry for
more. My black hole could suck into oblivion even the largest of all dicks.
Even the gorilla's!

That's what my ancestor Fufu must have felt when King Kong started to grow
inside him. He felt fearless and powerful, his pussy ready for anything. He
could conquer the largest gorilla! And he went to the jungle to meet his
doom. I had to do it. I owed it to him.

"Granpa, if I ask you something, will you do it for me?"

"Anything you want, my love".

"Is the gorilla who killed Fufu still alive?"

"Yes, I've seen him around".

"I want you to take me to him. I'll finish my ancestor's life work".

5
"I don't want to lose you as I lost him!"

Granpa's eyes were full of tears. He had lost his beloved Fufu to the
Gorilla King. Now that he had found and fucked the heir to Fufu's pussy and
lust, me!, he couldn't let it happen again .

"Please!", I begged, "there must be a safe way of doing it..."

"Well, it's true that Fufu went at it the wrong way. He knew I was against
his idea of measuring the gorilla's dick with his own man-pussy. So he
waited for me to go on one my regular trips to worship the orixas in the
jungle and he left on his own. He never had a chance. I heard his screams
from very far. When I got there his body was still warm. The gorilla had
broken his neck. His butthole was mangled beyond recognition. But he had a
smile of triumph on his beautiful face".

"What if this time you come with me, Granpa, and you immobilize the gorilla
with your magic powers?"

"It could be done... I'll think about it. Meanwhile, my King Kong wants to
see more of your slutty tricks, sweet one".

I sat on King Kong with my butt turned to Granpa and sang a lullaby that
made him rock up and down in the hammock, slamming my slender body on his
lap. I gave him my patented "final squeeze" and got a new, bigger load from
his now much larger dick.

"I'll take you to the gorilla", Granpa said, "but I have to warn you. He has
his own cum-tree, just like mine. And every time he fucks another male on
his tree his dick grows, just like mine does. So by now his weapon is much,
much bigger than when your great-grandffather tried to measure it with his
butthole. Are you sure you want to do this?"

I'm too much of a slut for big black dicks to shy away from this one. I was
actually starting to have dreams where the Gorilla King raped me with his
monumental phallus. I needed him!

So one day Granpa and I left for the jungle. The trees grew taller and
taller, thick lianes blocking our way. The forest got darker and darker and
I got scared. Suddenly a blood-curling shriek pierced the damp air.

"It's him", said Granpa, "the king of the gorillas. Let's climb on this tree
to take a look".

There he was, down on a clearing, feasting on bright green leaves. I tried
to see my point of interest, his male genitals, but they were hidden under
his thick fur. The beast stood up, its wide, powerful back covered in silver
hair. He bumped his thick chest, in standard gorilla routine, and shrieked
again.

"He smelled us. Be quiet".

Granpa opened his bag of tricks, where he keeps his magic powders and
potions, and came out with a speck of green dust.

"Gorilla testicle essence. Same thing I gave you, only much more
concentrated".

Granpa sprinkled the dust in the air and a gentle breeze carried the green
cloud to the gorilla's nostrils.

The effect was immediate. The beast king went into a rut. He threw himself
on the ground, all excited, and, I swear, he started to beat his giant meat.

There it was, the goal of my quest, the Holy Grail of phallic power! A tower
of ebony meat, as wide as a big tree trunk, its menacing head bigger that
the largest coconut!

The gorilla quickly came, drenching the shrubbery around him in thick
primate cum. He fell on the ground, exhausted, and went to sleep.

We got down from the tree, on our toes, and approched the beast. Granpa
unwound a special, magic liana that he wrapped around the gorilla's hands
and feet, tying him firmly to the trees around.

We had my ancestor's slayer under control! I could now proceed to accomplish
the scientific feat for which my great-grandfather had given his life: to
measure the largest primate phallus on earth using my own boy-hole as a
well-calibrated instrument.

I dived between the gorilla's furry thighs and furrowed till I found his
twin balls, the size of big melons. I worked on it with my hands, tongue and
lips and finally I woke up the beast from his slumber.

"Gggrrrrrrhhhh?" grunted his majesty, opening his surprised eyes. He tried
to move and got mad when he saw himself pinned to the ground. I jumped away,
startled, but there was nothing he could do. The Gorilla King was at my
mercy.

6
I lifted my head, resting the chin on the Gorilla King's balls, my eyes
popping out. There it was, towering over me, the largest phallus in the
primate world!

Now that I saw it upclose for a moment I doubted my pussy's ability to take
on that big a dick. I needed serious help!

"Granpa, do you have some more of that green powder, er, the essence of
gorilla testicle?"

"Yeah, son. Here, have some".

It worked! Suddenly the female gorilla in me blossomed and I found myself in
heat hugging the giant mast on which I was about to impale myself.

The King's thick gorilla-meat glowed, radiating red hot energy through its
black skin. My pussy itched in anticipation, winking furiously, smacking its
hungry lips, biting the air like a crazed piranha.

King Gorilla still had plenty of lust in him. When he saw me pining for his
dick, he bared his big white teeth, flashed me a horny smile and flexed his
powerful gorillahood, sending shudders through my spine.

Granpa gave me a hand to climb that treetrunk of primate cock, till I could
sit comfortably on the head, wide as a stump. I circled my butt on the
glistening wet tip, slowly slackening the borders of my boypussy.

Granpa helped with his magic chant:

"Fodenoku, sentanapika, afoguganzu, tomanurabu".

It worked! My pussy was now wide enough to slide down the gargantuan head. I
took a deep breath, shot my arms and legs up and plunged.

The descent was excruciatingly slow, as my distressed boyhole tried to
accommodate its bulkiest invader. I whined and brayed and shrieked like a
gorilla bitch, impaling myself on the King's staff.

My hip bones cracked open, my ribcage spread out to give passage to his
majesty's ramrod. I finally felt the gorilla's prickly fur scratching my
butt. I was all the way down! He was all the way in!

I could now proceed with the measurements that my ancestor Foutard de
l'Enculade had tried to be the first to make, dying before he could report
them to the world.

I had callibrated my instrument on Granpa's large endowment before leaving
on this journey. Its precision was to the thousandth of an inch.

I locked the gauge deep inside me and dismounted the monster dick to take
the first reading.

It was astounding! I couldn't believe it, so I took a second reading,
mounting it again, now with much more ease and speed. The second reading
confirmed the first, but a third one was needed, so I sacrificed myself and
jumped back on, now sliding down like an acrobat on a well-greased pole.

I had it down! 50 inches, exactly, to the hilt. The largest primate phallus
ever measured! My ancestor's dream come true.

It was so exciting, I almost came, with the thrill of having scored an
unprecedent scientific breakthrough. Take that, Primatologists!

Now that science had been taken care of, I could enjoy the ride. With
Granpa's help, I jumped up and down on the giant trunk, taking care of
squeezing the head when my ring grazed over it, then abandoning my body to
fall with a thud on King Gorilla's heaving balls. It was the fuck of my life
and I made the most of it.

Suddenly I saw in the gorilla's eye a glint of recognition.

"FUFU!" he bellowed, shaking the jungle like an earthquake. And a heavy tear
slowly crawled from his red eye. He remembered!

In a flash, it dawned on me. My ancestor had become King Gorilla's lover,
but had been killed by accident when, in a furious embrace, the beast had
snapped his neck in the throes of a gigantic orgasm!

Granpa read my mind and untied the gorilla. The King embraced me in his
arms, the colossal gorillahood l buried deep inside my pussy, and hugged me
against his hairy chest.

Granpa took advantage of my exposed anus and lodged his own dick alongside
the gorilla's.

King Kong, that is, Granpa's spectacular manhood, found his way in my
overstuffed pussy.

When King Kong hit bottom it was too much for me. I came and brought down
the house, I mean the jungle, with both King Gorilla and King Kong cumming
in me at the same time, bellowing and groaning like two giant beasts. The
three of us passed out after moaning in unison: "Fufu!"