Date: Fri, 19 Mar 2010 10:10:15 +0000
From: fanara55@hotmail.com
Subject: TEENAGE HANDYMAN CHAPTER 10

			     TEENAGE  HANDYMAN
				Chapter 10

Welcome back to Teenage Handyman. The usual disclaimers apply. This story
is entirely imaginary and depicts younger/older sex. The writer definitely
does not condone such activities. If it is illegal for you to read this
then please don't do so. Perhaps you could go and play with your yo-yo!

Once again we deal with some serious issues; firstly the mental agonies of
a boy trying to come to terms with his bisexuality, secondly; the
disadvantages of having a supersized cock and thirdly, how to satisfy the
nymphomania of an older woman.

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The sun was shining through my bedroom window as I yawned and stretched,
ready to start a new day. In fact a new year. It was my 14th
birthday. After a hearty breakfast I opened my cards and presents then set
off for the marina owned by my best mate's dad, Kwame Mwabe.  My accountant
had summoned a meeting of my business partners.

Johnny Chang was poring over a sheaf of papers as I entered the room. His
23 year old Chinese body looked hot. Not for the first time I wished I
could fuck his cute little ass but Johnny was a total top.

"Hi Billy. The others will be here in a minute. Shit, I'm horny this
morning!"

"What's new, Johnny. You're always horny."

"Yeah, and your ass would know it if we had a bit more time alone."

Kwame sauntered in, accompanied by my main squeeze, Rosemary Codrington,
her business attire failing to conceal the voluptuous curves hidden
beneath. They were followed by Frank Robinson, my Company Secretary,
knicker- sniffing stock market wizard Fred Wiggins and 60 year-old
nymphomaniac Fanny Williams, heiress to her late husband's bookmaking
empire.

Johnny shuffled his papers.

"I've called you here this morning to give you some serious news." he
announced glumly.

We looked worried.

" As from 4 pm yesterday....................Billy has been a millionaire!
Congratulations, Billy!"

Everyone cheered and Rosemary flung her arms around me, kissing me
deeply. The feel of her 39D bosom pressed against me induced an immediate
hard-on.

" Oh, Billy!" she whispered. " Just the thought of a 14 year old
millionaire makes me go wet!"

"Me too," whispered Fanny.

I looked round the room. These were not just my business associates but
they were my closest friends. I loved them dearly and remembered the many
happy times we had shared, in bed and out.

"C'mon," yelled Johnny. "Let's party!"

We adjourned to the Function Room having first changed into Roman- style
togas.  Champagne corks popped as a troupe of exotic dancers bounced onto
the stage. They were young and very sexy boys and girls, Chinese, Burmese
and Indonesian, aged between 13 and 17. The girls wore very short
pussy-pelmets as did the boys but, whereas the girls wore no knickers, the
boys obviously had to have support and this was provided by transparent,
net pouches. They bounced into a routine of exotic dancing and acrobatics,
displaying a variety of quim-pieces, some shaven and some hairy, and some
pretty useful looking packages on the part of the boys. Their young bottoms
were also on display, some of the cutest little butts I had ever seen,
their posterior 'smiles' occasionally revealing a glimpse of an enticing
pucker.  The artistic performance was followed by a live sex show in which
the Oriental aptitude for unusual positions and acrobatic sex was well
displayed.

A cook entered bearing a tray of food. Starters were to be melon and holes
were bored in these vegetables into which a couple of smiling boys inserted
their rigid young snot-pumps.  They slid the melons up and down their
shafts with every evidence of enjoyment and I was reminded of the saying
often recited by Sami Gohill. "A woman for marriage, a boy for romance and
a melon for pleasure." Their bodies tensed, faces flushed and gasping, they
forcibly expelled their cock-butter into the receptive vegetables, filling
each one with ball- loads of tasty young cum-cream.

The melons were quartered and served, and while we enjoyed them the girls
marinated the main course. Juicy steaks and slabs of liver were rubbed
round their spunk-oozing young cunts and thick sausages inserted into their
young rectums. Only after each girl had produced a spectacular orgasm were
these removed and cooked for us. And very tasty they were too!

As we ate, the entertainers were busy underneath the table. I felt my toga
being opened and a small hand cupped my 14 year old balls. Luscious young
lips licked at my knob which rapidly stiffened. A soft mouth enveloped my
cock-head and slid up and down my rigid shaft.  Another tongue licked my
balls. I had wondered why each seat had a hole in it and now I found out it
was to allow that eager tongue access to my boy-pucker. The tongue licked
up and down my ass-crack, tickling my anus gently before plunging deep
inside. As I spurted cum I looked round the table and noted that several of
my companions were orgasming at the same time.

Dinner over, a toast was drunk to the future success of the firm, and
Johnny announced an immediate special dividend big enough to provoke a
cheer from my friends. We selected suitable partners from the young people
and drifted into groups to do our own things.  Rosemary and I, not wanting
to participate in a mass orgy, took a Chinese girl and an Indonesian boy
into a private room.  I wanted a Bangkok Sandwich and Rosemary said she
would try the same.

Rosemary and I had been lovers for nearly a year. She knew I had other
women and that I was bi-sexual but I knew little about her. When Kwame and
I had our Tuesday evening sessions at her house she watched with evident
enjoyment and openly admitted her desire for Kwame, who, however, insisted
on being faithful to his wife and therefore only having sex with boys. I
guessed that my youthful attentions would not be enough to satisfy a 30
year old woman and surmised that she probably had other men as well as me
but, if she did, she kept it a carefully hidden secret. Nor did I know much
about her business affairs but guessed she was involved in some sort of
escort business. But we were very fond of each other and sometimes we would
sail off in my boat and spend a romantic night together in some remote
cove. Or perhaps we might spend a weekend in Paris or Venice. Perhaps, one
day, Rosemary will tell her own story in these pages.

This was a special occasion and there were to be no inhibitions. Rosemary
asked me to fuck the 13 year old Chinese girl while the Indonesian boy,
aged 15, fucked her. I agreed but asked if the boy could fuck my ass while
I bonked the girl. The girls already well fucked cunt had an exotic
flavour. I had never shagged a Chinese girl before. I licked the cum out of
her and swallowed it eagerly while the boy used his expert tongue in my
anus. Then I positioned her with her legs wide apart and knees raised while
I got between her thighs and placed my zube against her minge-box. She had
been freshly fucked so my purple knob-head slid in easily as my foreskin
eased back but she was tighter than I expected. With Oriental expertise she
began to squeeze her cunt muscles and I could feel a strong suction on my
rock-hard spaceship. The boy offered me his turkey-baster to suck. As his
foreskin slid back he pressed his angry red cock-head against my lips. I
opened my mouth and took it inside, savouring the taste of this young
Indonesian tool. Taking it out he rubbed it up and down my crack. My hole
opened up like a flower in anticipation of the delight to come. He was of
average length but plenty thick and I squirmed in delight as he stretched
my ring-piece to the max. How I loved to have a satisfyingly big organ
firmly embedded in my boy-hole. It was hard to believe that less than a
year ago I had been an ass-virgin about to sell my treasure to Sami Gohil
for an exhorbitant price. Since then I had had many cocks. This was number
.......?.? Shit!  I had lost count, having had so many at Fanny's recent
Big Girl's party.

Dancers and acrobats have to be fit and this boy was in top condition,
pounding my ass like a steam-hammer. Underneath me the suction from the
Chinese girl's twat was bringing me to the
peak........Ooooohhh................aaaagggghhhhh................mmmmmmmmm...I
exploded into her, spurting great gobs of thick, warm cum into her eager
snatch. My rhythmic ejaculations set up contractions in my boy-quim which
brought the Indonesian boy to his climax.

"Gonna baby your ass, white-boy. Gonna squirt my fertile cock-porridge into
your cunt....,,,Mmmm......ugggghhh,......aaaarrrrrggggghhhh......."

I felt each powerful volley of Indonesian nutt hit my boy-womb. Wow! This
was the best yet!!

We rolled apart and Rosemary wrestled the young Chinese girl into a 69. As
the girl positioned herself above my luscious girl-friend's face, her
accumulated spunk oozed out onto her and she ate it, and the girls fragrant
oriental cunt and ass, greedily while the girl buried her face in the
fringe of kinky black hair that surrounded Rosemary's hungry snatch.
Rosemary rolled over so she was on top and the boy promptly inserted his
thick, young rocket-launcher into her voracious slit. I was thrilled, I had
never seen my lovely girl-friend fucked by another man. I didn't feel in
the least bit jealous as he possessed my private paradise and pounded his
eager weapon into the wet cavity.

As he fucked Rosemary hard and efficiently his ass-crack opened and closed,
affording me a glimpse of a delectable brown pucker. Kneeling down I licked
up and down his crack before the butterfly of my tongue alighted on his
Oriental shit-hole. He squealed with delight as I thrust my tongue right
into his chute. Oh Boy! Did that shitter taste good?  Bitter almonds with a
hint of something exotic. Mmmmm........! I couldn't resist mounting him and
inserting my rabid tool into his young Oriental shitbox. I fucked him hard
and, while I was enjoying his delectable boy-quim, another boy came into
the room. He went to a cupboard, opened the door and displayed an
imaginative range of spanking equipment. Selecting a paddle he came over
and slapped a light blow on my 14 year old (just)ass.  Mmmm.....felt
good.......I'd never been into being spanked but, hell!.......I'd try
anything once. The boy offered me a small box containing white powder.

"Here, beautiful white boy! Sniff some of this.......it's millionaire's
snuff."

I took a pinch and sniffed it. A warm glow spread through my body. I opened
my legs wider to signify submission. The boy slapped me again, harder this
time.....and again.......The rythmic smack of the paddle on my boy-ass was
hypnotic.

"Harder! Spank my bum!"

"Yeah, boy! Gonna rip that cute lil white ass up, show a li'l white
pansy-boy what it is to have a Burmese master. It gonna be red and sore
after I finish beating you."

The power of each stroke increased and spasms of pain started to shoot
through my butt........and I was enjoying it! With each stroke I fucked the
young boy-hole beneath me. I was fully turned on but felt I could delay my
ejaculation for ever. The spanking went on, my hole was wet and streaming
ass-juice. The boy put down the paddle and took up a cane, bringing it down
hard and making a waffle pattern of cuts on my crimson butt-cheeks.

"Ok white boy!  First I spank your punk ass, now I fuck it! Then I fuck
your girl-friend while you watch."

He put down the cane and positioned his stiff Burmese penis against my
shitter.

"Fuck me! Please! Do it NOW!"

Without more ado he pushed it roughly in up to the hilt and started to
shaft me vigorously. I was getting my Bangkok Sandwich!"

"You my slut, white boy! Gonna baby your ass and make you my
boy-bitch. Gonna take you to Rangoon and pimp your li'l white ass all over
Burma!"

I felt muscles contract around my cock as the boy I was fucking expelled
his fertile young Indonesian seed into Rosemary's quim. I felt my cock
being sucked dry as I erupted into the tight young tush beneath me. Almost
immediately a powerful spurt of Burmese cock-snot battered my boy-womb to
be followed by eight more before my boy-husband was reduced to a trickle.

We disengaged and took a rest and a beer.

"Hope I didn't hurt you," my tormentor asked pleasantly."My name's Shwe."
We had dropped all the acting for five minutes. Rosemary inspected my ass
with interest.

"H'm, not bad! How's it feel, Billy?"

"Feels hot and stinging but funny thing, it kinda turned me on."

"Yeah, spanking can do that. That's why I love it when you spank me,
Billy."

We glugged our beer and chatted, then it was time to resume the party.

Shwe selected a tawse and soon had Rosemary's delectable ass red hot. I lay
on the bed and she mounted my engorged organ and leant forward while Shwe
inserted his Burmese weapon alongside mine, stretching the black woman's
cunt to the max. The Chinese girl knelt over my face so I could feast on
the copious amount of spunk dribbling from her young quim. At the same
time. Rosemary was able to get to the girl's pucker and tongue it
voraciously. As Shwe made his first thrust I felt his young, virile Burmese
cock squeezed alongside mine and knew that my beautiful girl-friend was
going to get her quim well and truly fucked. We thrust in unison with
well-timed, deep strokes.

"Oh! Fuck!!  Oh, Billy! Oh, Shwe!! You're splitting my
cunt...........ooohhhh.......oh, fuck........harder!......HARDER!!"

As I thrust frantically I kept sucking the Chinese girl's pussy, wondering
how many cocks had deposited the load that I was now eating. The girl
wriggled off the bed and was replaced by the Indonesian boy who offered his
stiff wanger to be sucked by Rosemary and myself. The boy came, half in
Rosemary's mouth and half in mine and was replaced by a 13 year old Chinese
lad.

" Shwe? You ready to cum?"

" On the count of three, Billy......one...two...."

I could feel Shwe's cock throb and his Oriental sperm deluge my own tool as
we ejaculated, drenching Rosemary's cunt with fertile young boy-spunk. At
the same time the other boy delivered his bird's nest soup into our eager
mouths. I thought Shwe and I were never going to stop spouting
jism. Eventually I felt his cock soften a bit. Mine did too. Shwe
whispered,

"Billy! I need a piss."

"And me Shwe! No need to pull out, let's hose her cunt out."

We let go and I felt a deluge of warm piss all over my cock as we both
emptied our bladders into Rosemary's minge-box. She pissed at the same time
while we shared a strong, yellow stream delivered into our mouths by the
Chinese boy.

Disentangling ourselves, Rosemary and I faced each other, my whanger deep
in her luscious Carribean cunt. We embraced and kissed tenderly as Shwe
inserted his Burmese tool into her shitter, while Lee Wong, the Chinese boy
did the same for me. This time we took it easy, a nice slow fuck. I could
feel Shwe's cock through the membrane separating Rosemary's vagina and
rectum.

"Ooohhh, Billy! I love you. Ooohh...this is so naughty.........You're not
jealous are you?."

"No, darling. Mmm.............your cunt is so nice and slippery.........can
we do this again sometime?"

"We...ell.....if you're a good boy."

While we were partying, what was Kofi doing? The young African boy was
suffering agonies of indecision. On the one hand he had enjoyed being
surreptitiously fucked by little Ben; on the other he was wracked with
guilt. Kofi was living in a truly mixed-up age. He had managed to pick up a
nasty mix of fundamental religious teaching mixed with cultural assumptions
that African boys never, ever took it up the ass. In those days, even the
simple act of masturbation was fraught with worry. Would I go to hell?
Does wanking make you blind?  He decided to go down the gym and get some
exercise but it was no good, his work-out only made him more horny for a
stiff cock up his cute little African ass. And he wasn't yet experienced
enough to recognise the admiring glances that same ass attracted.

Kofi decided on some fresh air. A stroll round the park would make him feel
better. The thought of the park toilets hadn't entered into his mind but,
as he strolled past them he was tempted to go in. He resisted and circuited
the park again. Again he walked past the toilets but the third time
curiosity got the better of him. Checking out that no-one was watching him,
he strolled with outward unconcern into the porcelain palace. A guy was at
the urinals and Kofi took up station a respectable distance away from
him. The guy was standing there much longer than it took to have a pee so
Kofi risked a quick glance. The man's arm was moving rythmically. Kofi
realised he was stroking his cock and started to do the same. Observing
this, the man stood back a little so Kofi could see his stiff cock. The guy
was middle-aged, short and plump and his cock was barely average length
though quite thick.

The man gestured towards the door of a vacant cubicle. Kofi preceded him
inside and both dropped their pants. The man turned Kofi round and bent him
over the toilet bowl before deep tonguing his 13 year-old African
shit-hole. Kofi felt a stiff prick slide between his butt-cheeks and come
to rest on his boy-cunt. There was a sharp pain as the swollen head split
his sphincter. Kofi instinctively tried to pull away but the guy held
clasped his hips tightly and pushed deeper in. He didn't bother to achieve
full penetration but started to fuck as soon as he was half way inside. A
few frantic strokes and Kofi felt a spout of warm, sticky fluid squirt
inside his rectum. The man pulled out, wiped his dick, and hastily left. He
had been lucky, finding an illicit interlude between his boring job and the
return home to his nagging wife.  When he fucked her that night he would be
fantasising about Kofi's cute young ass. Not a word was spoken during this
encounter. The feeling that the act between men was unmentionably shameful
usually caused such encounters to be wordless. On some future date he would
probably record the incident as graffitti on some toilet wall.

Kofi initially felt happy to get his ass fucked; but, by the time he got
home, guilt and shame had set in and he resolved never to do the dirty deed
again. Needless to say, within a few days he again succumbed to temptation
and again made a surreptitious visit to the 'cottage in the park'. Kofi
soon realised that, for all the rumours, it was not frequented by boys his
own age but by frustrated middle-aged men and pansies. The latter he
ignored..

Before long his mind was in a terrible state as religious and cultural
assumptions fought against the natural desire to feel a stiff prick up his
ass.  Kofi liked boxing and, one night at his local club, he was introduced
to a huge and familiar figure. Brutus Loam, World Heavyweight Champion had
been invited to visit the club.  After giving a demonstration bout and
sparring with the boys, Brutus joined them in the showers. The boys were
thrilled that the champion was showering with them. Added to their
hero-worship, it was rumoured that Brutus had a super-size babymaker. This
turned out to be no myth!! The great man was indeed hugely endowed and each
boy risked a surreptitious glance to verify this. Sensing their admiration,
Brutus spent a long time lathering up his package, several times dropping
the soap and, in bending over to pick it up, giving them a good view of his
open ass-crack and the purple treasure within.

Impressed by Kofi's boxing skills, Brutus invited him for dinner and back
to his hotel suite afterwards. He produced cans of beer and put a video
on. Despite the windows being open it was a hot night.

"Shit, Kofi! It's fucking warm.....I'm gonna get outa these clothes."
Brutus went into his bedroom and reappeared wearing only a pair of boxing
trunks.

 " You wanna get comfortable, buddy?"

Kofi shyly took of his tee-shirt. After a couple more beers he removed his
trousers, leaving only his briefs on.

It was a boxing film, but with a difference. Two teenage boys, about 15
years old, fought.  Then the vid went on to show them in the showers. One
invited the other to soap his back.  Nothing much really but the kids were
real hotties. Kofi found himself sprouting a hard-on.

"Looks like you need a woman, Kofi."

Kofi, his inhibitions reduced by a liberal intake of beer, glanced at the
Champ's package and riposted wittily, " Et tu Brute!"

Brutus got up and stretched exhibiting his hard-on. Huge muscles rippled
under his glossy, black skin. Lifting his arms he revealed a mass of kinky
hair in his pits. He sat down again close to Kofi. The boy felt the Champ's
knee against his, and the warm flesh of his shoulders.

"This is nice, ain't it, buddy? Jus' sittin' here chilling out. We could
make a night of it."

 He put his hand on Kofi's knee and slid it ever so slowly up his thigh
until he cupped the boys package.

"You want me to take care of that for you, kid?"

Kofi didn't say anything but pressed himself closer to Brute. The man took
the boy's hand and placed it on his own outrageously prominent
package. Kofi slid his hand under the elastic waistband.  Emboldened Brute
put his massive arm round Kofi's slim waist and drew the boy to him. The
most sought after lips in the world sought Kofi's and kissed him
passionately.  Kofi's mouth opened to receive the boxer's tongue and
entwined it with his own.

"Suck my tits , boy!"

The young Ugandan needed no second invitation but took each coppery pap
between his lips and licked and sucked them eagerly.

"Mmmm.................suck harder! I love to breastfeed a tough young
boxer."

Brutus stood up and dropped his trunks. He turned round and waggled his
muscular ass in front of the boy, bending over so that Kofi could clearly
see his ring-piece..

"You want some of this? Or shall I send out for a hooker?"

Kofi, still speechless, reached for Brute's gorgeous butt and caressed it
voluptuous curves. His finger found the Valley of Delight which he explored
until he encountered the hidden treasure.  It was wet and his finger easily
slipped inside. Removing it, he placed his hands on Brute's hips and pulled
the boxer's ass towards his face. Burying his face in the great man's tush,
his eager tongue licked up and down Brute's ass-crack and tasted his
anus. Overcome by the power of its heady aroma, composed of musk and sweat,
he thrust his tongue inside and drank the copious flow of juices from
within the secret cavity.

"Oooohh................Kofi! That's so good. Eat my pussy!"

At length, the famous boxer stood up and took Kofi into the bedroom. He
produced a tin of Vaseline and liberally anointed the boy's pecker, then
lay down on the bed, his legs apart in unspoken invitation. Kofi hesitated.

"Go ahead, boy! Fuck my cunt!"

Kofi climbed on top and mounted the twin, black hillocks. He placed his
swollen knob in position and let his weight fall on it. His eight and a
half Ugandan boy-inches met no resistance and sunk deeply into the man's
hole until he felt his balls against the massive, black bum. He was
determined to put up a good performance and practised all the tricks taught
him by Sami Gohill's wife, Gita, to delay his ejaculation.

"Fuck me hard, Kofi!!  Fuck my slut pussy till I squeal. Make me your 'ho!"

Kofi obeyed. Gosh! He was actually putting the tail on the World
Heavy-weight Champion!  He must have died and gone to heaven!

"Oooohhh...................arrggghhh............shit, boy! You so
BIGGGG....................! You gonna rip my pussy up!
Oooohh...........Kofi? I want your baby! Harder...harder......"

Kofi managed five minutes.

" Brute? I can't hold on any longer. Gotta nutt...NOWWW!"

Brute bucked upwards.

"Go ahead, boy. Dump that nutt in my cunt. Make sure every spurt hits my
womb."

Kofi balls exploded, his contracting spunk-muscle squirting eight powerful
injections of virile boy-juice into the big mans shit-hole before he
subsided to a trickle.

"Don't pull out yet, Kofi."

"Gotta! I need a piss real bad."

"Jus' stay there 'n let it go, kid."

"You sure, Brute?"

"Sure, Go ahead, fill my belly with your piss."

Kofi relaxed his piss muscle. Because of his youth and because he was
busting for one, the stream was as powerful as a firehose. It filled the
big man's colon and seeped through into the very depths of his internal
organs. The surplus oozed out to deluge his balls and Kofi's before soaking
the pad of towels that Brutus had thoughtfully put underneath himself.

Brutus gasped, " Oooooh................fuck, Kofi!  I thought I could do a
good piss but yours is outa this world."

It took Kofi two minutes to empty his bladder, by which time he needed
another cum.  "Brute?  OK if I have other fuck?"

"Yeah, sure, but do it in my mouth"

Kofi felt the soft, velvety lips close round his cock. He squeezed out
another half a cup of piss and then started to work Brute's mouth with his
eager cock. The big man's lips encased his organ and he felt their slippery
softness work his shaft. Brutus fondled Kofi's balls and tickled his anus,
provoking intense feelings of desire. This time he didn't bother to hold
back but swiftly released another deluge of cock-snot into the eager
orifice. Brutus swallowed the lot with every evidence of enjoyment.

Brute threw the soiled towels into the bin and ordered some fresh ones. A
teenage bell-boy soon appeared with a pile of towels. Brutus gave him a wad
of notes and asked him if he would like to clean up his ass.

"You bet, Sir!".

The boy kneeled between Brute's legs and applied his tongue to the task,
sucking out several mouthfuls of spunk and ass- juice and swallowing them
with relish.

"Anything else, Sir?"

"Perhaps later. We'll ring for you."  Brute and Kofi headed for the shower
and cleaned up. They lay on the bed and chatted, glugging more beer and
sharing a spliff.  Kofi realised that Brute hadn't cum and sexual etiquette
demanded he offer to relieve the big man's swollen balls.

"Brute? You want my ass?"

"Shit no, boy. I'm too big, you would end up in hospital."

Normally Kofi would have run a mile from the monstrous appendage which in
its erect state reached well past Brute's navel. But tonight........well he
was so high on booze and sex and so desperate to get his hole filled that
he flung caution to the winds.

"G'wan, Brute. Just see if you can get the knob in."

Brutus considered.

"OK. I'll put plenty of vaseline on my cock and you can try sitting on
it. That way you can control the penetration.But for fuck's sake be
careful."

Kofi had never tried sitting on a cock before. It sounded exciting. Brute
lay on his back. Kofi knelt over him facing towards his face and lowered
himself down. He felt the huge black schlong in his ass-crack and wriggled
about until the engorged knob, as big and red as a tomato, was lined up
with his 13 year old shit-box. Cautiously he let his weight rest on the
terrifying organ. Nothing happened.........then...............he felt his
schoolboy ring muscle slowly stretch as it strove to accomodate the massive
pole. Wider...wider.....Kofi wondered if he would split before Brute's cock
was inside him. He was taking it so slowly that he felt no pain, only the
satisfying feeling of a young anus being stretched to the max.........and
beyond. It was ten minutes before he felt the fearsome knob pass through
the tightly guarded entrance and enter his rectum. He thought he had got
about four inches in when Brute spoke.

"That's enough Kofi. I never thought you would ever take any of it. You've
done well but any more might wreck your shitter. Now turn over slowly with
me."

Kofi and Brutus slowly manoeuvered their bodies until Kofi was lying on his
back with Brute on top. Brute began to work the boy's hole, very slowly and
carefully. Kofi wrapped his legs around Brute's back. As the giant
fuck-pole slide in and out of his schoolboy ring-piece, Kofi felt totally
relaxed and enjoying being fucked. Brute leant forward and kissed him
tenderly.

"Oh, Kofi! You are so cute and you've got such a lovely little
boy-cunt. Are you enjoying this?"

"Mmmm.........................it's so good, I want it to last for ever. I
wish you could make me pregnant. I want to breastfeed your baby."

"That's good 'cos I'm going to baby your ass.......here it comes now!"

With a last gentle thrust, Brutus nutted and discharged the contents of his
enormous black bollocks into the young Ugandan's rectum. Spurt after
powerful spurt hit Kofi's boy-womb as the big man squirted nearly half a
litre of fertile baby-batter into his rectum. It took him two minutes to
finish ejaculating.

"Brute?  Can you piss? I'd like you to piss in my ass."

"Well.....I do need a piss but when I have a pee I can fill a pint
bottle. You sure you want that much piss squirted inside you?"

"Yes, please Brute. I want you to fill my ass with your pee."


Brutus let go. His hot, yellow stream was equally as powerful as Kofi's and
the boy got a shock when it hit the top of his rectum and penetrated into
his digestive tract. At the other end, pee was oozing out of him, wetting
his balls and ass. He pulled out with a loud plop as Kofi's sphincter
suddenly sprang back into its normal, tight state.

"Can I clean you up, Brute?"

"OK. It's too big to go in your mouth but do the best you can."

Kofi placed his mouth over Brute's pee-slit. The man hadn't expelled all
his piss and he was able to give the boy a couple of mouthfuls. Kofi
extracted the remaining dribbles of cum, then licked eagerly up and down
the shaft. He couldn't believe this enormous thing had been inside his
schoolboy ass-hole! He relished the taste...dried cum, his own ass juices,
musk and sweat.  He licked it all clean and then turned his attention to
the aubergine-like testicles below, finishing up with Brute's ass-crack.

They relaxed on the bed and glugged more beers, chatting about life and
sex.

"Brute?..............y;know I love taking it up the shitter
but........well, I get worried sometimes. I mean......it's kinda sissy
isn't it and African men aren't s'posed to be queer. And sometimes I worry
I might go to hell."

Brute regarded the tormented young boy with sympathy and concern. This was
one really mixed up kid, victim of thousands of years of unreasoning
prejudice, feeling guilty just because he liked it up the ass.

"Kofi................I gotta tell you that's all a load of shit. The idea
that homosexuality is un- African was introduced by European
missionaries. It was common, for instance in Northern Sudan, the Nigerian
Oil Rivers and the Zambezi valley. And what about some of the Ugandan
kings......Mwanga II for instance"

Brutus went on to cite Julius Caesar, Alexander the Great, the medieval
knights and several warlike English kings, concluded by demolishing
Biblical prohibitions. By the time he had finished, Kofi felt much better.

"So you see, li'l bro, just do your own thing and don't let anyone know
what you're doing. Be very discreet and keep away from park lavs. Remember,
forbidden fruit tastes sweetest".

Kofi explained that he would like to have sex with boys his own age but
didn't know how to meet them.

"No prob, kid. I'll introduce you to a few and then you will soon meet
more. We could start with the bell-boy."

Brute rang for more towels and the boy appeared promptly. He had just left
school and was 14 years old. Like many people in the hotel industry he was
sexually ambivalent and, like the other boys in the hotel, he soon found
out that guests of either sex would pay to enjoy his lithe young body.

"What's your name , kid?"

"Jack, Sir. Is there anything more I can do for you?"

"Sure you can. I'm going down to the bar but my buddy, Kofi, here would
like some...er...company."

"Happy to oblige, Kofi."

As soon as Brute left the two boys reached out and groped each other's
packages. Roving hands clasped muscular young asses and pulled them into an
embrace. As they rubbed their genitals together eager lips joined. and
tongues entwined. The two boys fell onto the bed, Kofi on top, grinding his
rigid organ against Jack's stiffy. His lips sought Jack's nipples and
sucked them eagerly. Although Jack was no sissy-boy, his body was soft and
white, compared to the hard muscles of his companion. He had blonde, curly
hair but his smooth body was hairless except for his pits and
bush. Tentatively, Kofi licked at the white boy's pits. Mmm..........nice.
Kofi swivelled round so they were in a 69 position While he sucked Jack's
six inch cock, the other boy explored Kofi's ass-crack with his eager
tongue. They changed positions and now it was Kofi's turn to feel soft
young lips on his black whanger. Jack's ass was beautiful, smooth, hairless
white globes separated by an enticing crack which Kofi's tongue eagerly
explored. Finding the white boy's pucker, he licked and tongued it before
inserting his long, African tongue into the honeypot. Jack rolled over and
Kofi mounted him, pushing his knob against the young boy's ring, which
slowly opened to receive him.

Kofi forced his cock in ball-deep and started to fuck, slowly and carefully
at first, then faster and harder as Jack moaned his appreciation.

"OOOOooohh! That's soooo goood!! Fuck me, Kofi, spunk my shitty white ass!"

Kofi obeyed, pounding the luscious butt underneath his powerful young body.

"Hold tight, Buddy! Gonna nutt.................NOW!!!"

Kofi exploded into Jack's shit-hole, spasm after spasm of hot, African jism
irrigating the white boy's chute. They changed places, and now it was
Kofi's turn to experience the pleasure of a rigid young tool being forced
into his tight 13 year-old tush. Jack fucked him hard and long, until the
powerful suction exerted by the black boy's shit-box brought him to a
powerful orgasm and he shot a couple of fluid ounces of virile spunk into
Kofi's eager hole.

"I'm off duty now, want me to stay the night?" asked Jack.

Kofi eagerly agreed and the two got into the suite's other bed.  Brutus
returned from the bar and came over and sat on the boy's bed.

"Y'know, it ain't all fun having a big cock like mine. Lotsa girls wanta
try it but I gotta be so careful not to damage them. Also a lot of them
would like to get pregnant by me. I don't want that, so I have to pull
out. I need an experienced older woman who I can fuck the shit out off."

"How big is your dick,Brute?"

"13 and a half inches and thick as a coke can."

Jack's eyes opened wide. "Wow!. No kidding? I can find you a woman, Mr
Loam, if you don't mind her being sixty."

"Right now I could fuck my granny. Can you fix me up, Jack?"

The bell-boy picked up the phone and dialled a number.

"Hi, Mrs Williams, its Jack from the Ritz Hotel. You interested in 13 and a
half, black and thick?"

"Hello, Jack. Is the Pope a Catholic? I'm on my way."

Twenty minutes later Brutus opened the door to a well built woman with
impressive tits and ass.

"Hi! I'm Fanny Williams. You must be Brutus Loam. Shit! Jack didn't
exaggerate..............it's a monster!"

Regular readers will know that Fanny is a friend of Kofi's best mate, Billy
but, although the boys had often shared girls, Billy kept a lot of his
sexual escapades secret from his best friend.  Both boys knew how to be
discreet when necessary. Many a girl has had her reputation ruined by
boasting boys, and it's especially dangerous for older women who could fall
foul of the draconic and wholly unnecessary law forbidding them to enjoy
under-age boys. So Kofi had no idea of who she was.

Fanny threw her clothes off and stood proudly naked in front of Brute. Her
enormous tits drooped over her huge belly with its forest of hair
surmounting her tree-trunk thighs. She placed her brawny arms firmly on the
bed and, legs wide apart, braced herself for the coming onslaught. Brutus
positioned his king-sized bazooka and rammed it home to the balls.

"Fuckin' hell Fanny! You sure know how to take a cock!"

The Champ started to pound Fanny's well-worn cunt unmercifully.

"Harder! Harder!", the woman ordered and Brutus rammed each stroke into her
with all the force of his heavy, muscular body.  "Gonna make you cry
'Uncle', gal!" he boasted, but he stood no chance against a woman who had
celebrated her sixteenth birthday by taking a whole platoon of the Brigade
of Guards up her snatch. Although he was pounding her like the pistons on a
steam locomotive she just grinned. As the poem goes;

"She lay for a while with a subtle smile and the grip of her cunt grew
keener And then with a sigh she sucked him dry with the ease of a vacuum
cleaner."

Brute's initial ejaculation would have knocked any other woman senseless,
but, to wax poetic again:

"Amidships she could stand a sea like the rush of a water-closet.  She
gripped his cock like the Chatwood Lock in the National Safe Deposit."

Brute subsided on the floor, totally spent. Fanny stood up, spunk trickling
down her thighs.

"Anyone for afters?"

The boys weren't going to resist such a challenge. She mounted Jack's cock
while Kofi inserted his own sizeable weapon into her shit-hole. Brute gave
her his prick to clean up. After they had fucked her and Brute had
recovered enough to force 13 and a half inches into her bung-hole and
drench it with cock-butter, she finally conceded that she was
satisfied..............."for now."

Time for bed and, as the clock chimes midnight, Kofi and Jack are fast
asleep in each other's arms while Brute has dropped anchor under the lee of
Bum Island. Comments welcome to fanara55@hotmail.com