Date: Wed, 23 Jul 2003 01:15:14 -0300 From: Jorge Alvarez Subject: black-brazilian-soccer-stud/soccer-tour-in-africa/ricky-1 Continuing the series of diaries by my socccer team boys, while they stayed in Lagos, Nigeria, here's from Ricky, 14, the only virgin boy in the team. 1 "Our coach, Mr. Alvarez, selected me to service General Mfodi, the sponsor of our trip, because I'm the only virgin boy in the whole bunch. Coach promised the general that all the boys would be virgins, which was impossible since they all work as whores in our soccer-school-cum-brothel. So to placate the general he had to give him a real virgin, me, who had just enrolled at the school. I was already good at cocksucking, but my butt was being preserved for the African general. Coach wanted me to train before my cherry was busted. So I followed some of the other boys in their exploits in Lagos. I went downtown with Timmy, who's also 14, to visit the local cathedral. There we knelt before the confessional. "We were sent by Mr. Alvarez to meet Father Fodegaroto". "Great! I was expecting you. Come in". We entered the tight space which was already filled almost to caapacity by a tall, bulky black priest. "I ordered only one. Is the second boy a bonus from Mr. Alvarez?" "No", said Timmy, "Ricky here is in training. You can't touch his butt hole. He's being reserved for another guy. I'm Timmy. I'm your boy. What do you want me to do?" "Undress and sit on my lap". My eyes got used to the darkness and I saw the giant black dick that shot up from the folds in the priest's cassock. It was huge! Timmy said it was OK for me to help him get that big thing even harder. So we knelt and lapped around the wide shaft, making the African priest moan in delight. He held our blond heads in his hands and rubbed his monster on our pretty faces. Then Timmy assumed his position on the priest's lap. I crouched to have a closer view. The blunt head of the throbbing black dick was lodged between Timmy's smooth butt cheeks. But there was no way that huge thing could go through Timmy's tiny hole. Or so I thought. Timmy breathed hard, circled his butt and it happened! The lips of his boy-pussy opened wide and the head of Father Fodegaroto's dick slipped in. The priest was in heaven, rolling his eyes and panting. He grabbed Timmy's slender shoulders and pulled him down. The boy fell on the black man's lap with a swoosh of his pussy around the heavy dick. Now I could only see Timmy's little balls crushed against the priest's hairy, giant cojones. Timmy's ring was stretched thin around the base of the huge shaft. And he seemed to love it! His eyes fluttered as he moaned softly. So that's what butt fucking is all about. I was learning... Timmy placed his feet on the priest's strong knees and stood up, disgorging the black monster from his young pussy. When the head was about to pop out, Timmy squeezed it in his buns, wagged his cute white tail, and fell back on the priest's lap. Swoosh! Right then someone knelt outside to confess. It was the voice of a black man. "Father, I want to confess a terrible sin", said the man. "Go ahead, tell me everything", said the priest, while Timmy kept impaling himself on his huge black dick. "I remarried recently, and my wife has a son. He's 14. They're from England, white and blond. One day I went to the bathroom and the boy was there, naked, brushing his teeth. I had never seen a naked white boy before. His beauty dazzled me. I had to sit or I would have fallen down. I sat there watching him. The white globes of his perfect butt hypnotized me. They shook softly as the boy cleaned his mouth. I got a raging hardon. The devil made me pull my dick out and start to beat my hard meat. The boy looked back, surprised. Daddy, he said, it's so huge! Can I touch it? Of course son, go ahead. To make a long confession short, Father, soon the boy was sitting on my lap, with my whole dick buried in his young ass. It wasn't his first time. He told me he had been taking it up the ass since he was 11. But that doesn't absolve me. I'm still a sinner. What is my penance?" Father Fodegaroto needed a moment. He was cumming inside Timmy's welcoming boy-pussy. He recovered and said: "Son, you can go on fucking the boy, if he's such a little slut. I absolve you. But I'll give you a penance. You have to bring the boy to me. And watch while I fuck him. Amen. You can go now". The man left and so did we. Timmy had a bunch of greenbacks with him. 500 dollars the priest had paid for his services. Church money put to good use. 2 My next task was to follow Josh on his visit to Doctor Komebumbum. Another African client. Josh is 15 but is small and looks younger. He explained to the good doctor that I was there just to watch and learn. They then proceeded with the consultation. "Where does it hurt, son?" "Here, doctor", said Josh showing his pretty naked behind. "Mmmm, what have you been doing with your cute little tush, naughty boy?" "I went to the movies, alone, and this black gentleman, very nice, offered me some popcorn. He said I could sit on his lap to watch the movie and eat popcorn. It was good. I felt something big and warm sliding between my buns. When the movie was over he gave me some money and a good pat on the butt. Good boy, he said. But when I left the theatre I felt a little sore back there. Now I have this itch deep in my hole". "Let me take a closer look", said the doctor. He opened the boys bum with his big hands and looked into his tiny hole. The doctor blew softly on the boy's rosebud, giving him goose bumps. Josh giggled. Then the doctor rubbed his wide black finger on the rosy ring, which opened like a flower to take the strong digit in. The man looked into the boys eyes as he fingered his asshole. "You like that, Josh?" "Yes, doctor. But the itch is deeper inside". Then the doctor opened his fly and brought out a massive black dick, already hard. "I'll examine you with my special instrument, son." The doctor brought Josh to the border of the table, belly down, opened his legs and pressed his groin against the boy's butt. The huge pole was resting on Josh's tush, opening his crack and reaching all the way to his slender waist. "So you're here to watch", he said to me. "Yes, and learn". "Then help me here. Open his buttocks for me. Yeah. Now place the head of my dick between them. Find the ring. It has to be right on the spot. Now get that tube up there. It's baby oil. Apply it on my dick, liberally. Good. Now push the head in". "It's too big. It won't go in". "Josh, we need your help here. Breath boy, breath!" Josh inhaled and exhaled deeply and as if by magic the giant head just plopped in. Josh moaned. "You like that, boy?" "Yes doctor. But the itch is further up... It's itching terribly now". "I'll take care of that". The doctor reclined over the boy, pushing his big black dick all the way into the cute white butt. "There! You've reached the spot, doctor! That's where it itches..." Doctor Komebumbum pushed further in and started to pull an inch out, then plunge an inch in, pistoning his dick slowly deep into the boy's love chamber. Josh grinned, in bliss. His itch was being taken good care of. After the doctor came deep inside the boy, he pulled out. A big glob of white goo popped out from Josh's distended pussy hole. "You can have it", he doctor told me. I leaned between Josh's plump buns and licked the black man's white cream, gobbling it up. It tasted good, like some tropical fruit. The doctor paid Josh 500 dollars and we left. I was really enjoying my lessons in buttfucking. 3 My next mentor was Sean, a tall, strong 16 year-old. He took me to a big bank in an upscale district of Lagos. There we were brought to the chairman of the board, a big, imposing black gentleman, Mr. Fazdekuxota. He was sitting behind his big desk, smoking a thick cigar. He told us to undress. "Come here, let me check your pretty white bums". Sean explained that I had been promised to someone else. But Mr. Fazdekuxota was curious. He wanted to see what a virgin white boy's asshole looked like. "Clilmb on the desk. Open your legs. Spread your buns out. There. What a pretty little thing". He massaged the lips of my pussy-to-be with lust. Then it was Sean's turn to climb on the desk. The chairman wanted to compare our butt holes. "Amazing! Yours, little boy, is all folded up like a rosebud. While the big boy's looks like a pussy, with red lips pouting. What a sight!" Sean wanted to tease our client. He picked up the man's cigar and stuck it in his ass. The man's eyes popped out. Sean was smoking the cigar with his boy-pussy! Sean took a good drag on the cigar, pulled it out of his hole and blew a ring of smoke, than another. He kept on buttsmoking and blowing smoke on the befuddled man's face. Someone knocked on the door. "Get under the desk", he ordered. While his secretary came in and gave Mr. Fazdekuxota some papers to sign, we took off his pants and boxer briefs and started to work on his big fat penis. Some other people came into the room. From our hiding place under the desk we couldn't see anything, but it sounded like a board meeting was taking place while we sucked the chairman's black dick. I nursed the big hairy balls, while Sean took care of the amazingly thick shaft. When the menacing black thing was fully hard, Sean bent over between the black man's legs, pressed the butt against his groin and, with my help, fed the wide hose into his welcoming pussy. We heard Mr. Fazdekuxota grunt, as Sean kept pressing his butt to the man's groin, the whole black schlong now fully inside his chute. The meeting went on, though the chairman kept grunting, while Sean fucked his own hole on the rigidblack pole under the desk. I was really impressed by Sean's butt fucking technique. And so was Mr. Fazdekuxota. He came deep inside the boy, shaking the desk like an earthquake. When the meeting was over and all the people left, the black chairman of the board pulled his fat dick from the white boy's loose asshole, with a loud PLOP! We got out from under the table, were paid one thousand dollars and left the bank. 4 My final tour of duty that day was with Billy. He's 19 and really strong. Looks like a Marine. He uses a fake Marine Corps uniform. But to the Africans he looks like the real thing. I went with Billy to the police headquarters. We were received by the chief of police, a tall black man, built like a brick house, Chief Sentanapika. We stood at attention while he reviewed us. He ordered us to undress. Chief had a thick, long black rubber baton in his hands. He prodded our butts with the stick. "Mmmm, good, plump and firm". That was my ass. But Mr. Alvarez, our coach, had told him that my butt hole was off limits. I was here just to train. Only Billy could be fucked. "Marine! Bend over!" Billy bent down, exposing his rosy pussy. The black police chief stuck the tip of the thick rubber baton up Billy's ass. Billy moaned. He loved anything hard, thick and black up his chute. Chief Sentanapika kept going. Billy had now two feet of rubber dick inside. There seemed to be no limit to his pussy. "Now, Marine bitch, march to the cell block! Salute!" Billy paraded through the police station, raising heckles from the black police officers when they saw his gorgeous body, with the end of the black rubber stick, sticking out of his ass. His butt was the butt of all the jokes. The men fondled and slapped Billy's buttocks, pinched his nipples, but he marched on. Another guy would have felt humiliated. Not Billy. Slut that he is, he had a raging hardon, from the pressure of the stick in his anus and all the attention he was gettting from this crowd of black studs. At the end of the cell block the chief told Billy to stop. He opened a heavy jail door and told Billy and me to get in. There were dozens of black prisoners in the cell, all of them naked. They cheered when they saw us, but the chief, who remained outside and locked the door, told them to stand back. He told Billy to press his butt against the iron bars. The chief grabbed the rubber stick and slowly pulled it from inside Billy's ass. The friction on his bowels caused Billy's dick to jump to attention. The prisoners cheered when the chief substituted the stick with his own, thicker and longer dick. Billy yelled. This was too much even for his well-used hole. But he quickly adapted and visibly started to enjoy the tremendous black dick now ravaging his innards. Billy threw his body against the iron bars, to get more cock. He seemed enraged, possessed by the urge to absorb whole this giant piece of African man meat. Always the slutty athlete, Billy managed to rotate his body around the huge black pole impaled in his butt. Now Billy was standing on his hands, legs in the air wrapped around the iron bars, and he kept slamming his butt against the gigantic invader. The crowd went wild. The chief held Billy's hands and hoisted him up. Through the iron bars, Billy managed to stretch his legs out and wrap them around the chief's waist. Black man and white boy were now locked in a furious embrace, with only the iron bars of the jail between them. The chief fucked Billy's butt faster and faster and suddenly froze after a final, mighty thrust. Billy's dick erupted in a wild orgasm as the African bred him with his scalding seed. Wow! The chief released Billy with a loud POP! when his dick pulled out of the blond's ass and let the boy fall on the ground, inside the jail. He told the prisoners that now they could have a go at Billy but that my butt hole was off limits to their dicks. I had to remain a virgin, buttwise. As we looked around we saw a forest of giant black cocks, all glistening and throbbing. I felt a thrill run down my spine. I was sad that I was not allowed to have my young, eager butt plowed by them. But at least my future pussy was not off-limits to their mouths and fingers. As Billy was passed around from hand to hand, dick to dick, his pussy taking two, at times three big black cocks at a time, I felt their fingers and tongues entering my virgin rosebud. It was an amazing sensation, to have several fingers from different men, various tongues slithering like snakes in and out of my asshole. I came several times. After Billy was fucked by every single man, we laid on the floor exhausted, covered in sticky African cum. To clean us, the crowd of prisoners made a circle around us. Jets of golden piss showered on us, drenching our hair, our skin, drowning us on pungent black urine. The chied released us from the jail, paid Billy two thousand dollars and we left, Billy full of cum and I full of new experiences. I was ready to give my virgin rosebud to general Mfodi.