Date: Sun, 25 Sep 2011 06:41:01 -0700 (PDT)
From: August Zellner <ahzellner@att.net>
Subject: The Mohawk Boy, Part 1

This story involves nudity, sexual activities and sexual situations between
young boys and girls under the age of 18.  All characters, situations, and
story lines are completely fictional.  If this story is illegal in your
jurisdiction please do not read.  You have been warned.

I had some trouble figuring out what category to put this story in. I
decided on Young Friends because, even though the narrating Character is a
married man about 30 years old, and even though he is totally obsessed with
the Mohawk boy throughout the story, Mohawk is not gay and not interested
in him at all, and almost all the sex in this story is between him & his
cousin Cherokee and a girl named White Feather.

If you are looking for black characters that are cruel and sadistic, you
have come to the wrong story.  Does the Mohawk boy totally dominate the
sexual landscape of the story?  Yes.  Does he have an unrealistically huge
penis so easily aroused that it seems to get hard with every passing
breeze, and that shoots rivers of sperm?  Of course - it goes with the
territory.  Are all the white characters (boys & girls alike) irresistibly
drawn to him?  Absolutely.  But there is nothing negative about him - and
aside from the sexual prowess I just described he is a good student whose
interest in geography will figure prominently in the final chapter of the
story. So if you are looking for a cruel sadistic teenage nigger, there are
plenty of those characters populating other inter-racial stories, so go
read them.

Check-in

Most of this story happened almost six years ago now.  I needed to attend a
professional conference in South Florida - my employer would pay the
conference registration but not the hotel cost.  Staying at the conference
hotel would have been astronomically expensive, but I was able to find a
timeshare resort only about 10 miles away - my wife & I own a couple of
weeks' worth of timeshare points, so why not use them, right?  But this was
not a family vacation, this was just me going to a conference by myself.

I checked into the resort around 4:30 pm, and brought my bags up to my unit
which was on the 10th floor.  I quickly got naked and took a look around.
Nice unit - ocean front, and with a balcony overlooking the resort pool
complex!  I put back on my soft low-rise briefs, and went out on the
balcony to have a look.  Oh yes, this is going to be a great place and time
to indulge my secret sexual fantasies about beautiful preteen children.
Yes indeed, I will spend as much time as possible out here on the balcony
gazing down at the pools, or sitting in a chaise lounge down at the main
pool watching all the nearly naked children playing happily in the
afternoon sun, and I will dream ... oooooooOOOOOOhhhhh those children are
all sssoooo beautiful, I wonder what it would be like to touch their sexy
little bodies, to stroke the young girls' pussies or suck the boys' hard
cocks?  I wonder how many of those little girls would like to go get fucked
by those handsome young boys, and what would it be like to watch one of the
pretty little white girls suck a black boy's cock while getting fucked
doggy-style by another one of those handsome well-hung black boys?  What
about that little girl? Or that one?  How many boys' dicks has she sucked
today?  And will she be staying over tonight at those black teenagers' unit
so that all three of them can gang-fuck her over and over while she begs
for more?  All these thoughts kept swirling through my head that evening as
I laid back on a chaise lounge near the water jungle gym.  But after sunset
most of the kids left with their families to go have dinner and settle into
their real units for the evening, having their real vacations that of
course bore no resemblance to the fantasy sex parties I had created for
them in my warped mind.

Day 1

I returned to the timeshare from the first day of my conference around 4
pm.  I quickly got naked, leaving on only my soft low-rise briefs, and went
out on the balcony which overlooked the resort pools, fountains, water
jungle gyms and lazy river 10 stories below, with the beach and ocean in
the background.  There seemed to be a lot of kids down there.  I gazed down
at all the nearly naked children running around and playing happily in the
afternoon sun.  For some reason there seemed to be a lot of just the very
kind of kids I like the best - young teenage black boys, and even younger
preteen white girls.  This would be a great time for me to start indulging
my fantasies by going down to the pool and getting a much closer look at
all their beautiful sexy little bodies, and even discreetly taking a few
photos that I could later photoshop into nakedness.  I removed my underwear
and put on some very soft, very loose-fitting shorts that made me feel as
naked as possible but still could pass for a bathing suit, grabbed my
camera and a towel and headed down to the resort pool to relax and enjoy
the scenery for a while.  When I got to the pool deck, I looked around to
find the best place to sit.  There was a group of black kids, maybe 8-10 of
them, mostly boys but a couple of young girls too, all playing and
splashing and having a good old time in one area of the main pool.  They
all seemed to be in the very age range I was most interested in, with the
youngest, one of the girls, being about 10 and the oldest boy being about
15.  This is perfect, I thought, so I took a seat directly across the pool
from them, with the afternoon sun behind me so that I had a great view of
all their young black bodies gleaming in the sun, but I was still at a
distance that would be discreet enough to take a few pictures.

I gazed at the beautiful black children.  Each of the young black boys
seemed more handsome than the next.  They were all muscular and athletic,
with lovely exotic bodies and handsome faces with flaring flat noses.
Their bathing suits were wet and clung to their asses, so you could easily
identify the curves of their beautiful asses and even their ass-cracks
through the thin fabric.  Whenever their bathing suits would cling to the
fronts of their handsome young bodies you could also see that they must
have really huge black penises in there, struggling to be set free.
Sometimes as they pulled themselves out of the pool the boys' bathing suits
would get pulled down some, so that you could see the tops of their ass
cheeks and their ass cracks too.  Or if they pulled themselves out so you
could see the front, the bathing suit would slide down almost all the way
so I could fantasize that I might actually see the tops of their dicks, but
of course I never really did see that.  I gazed at the beautiful black
children and was getting a big throbbing hard-on.  The two little girls
were both wearing some of the skimpiest little string bikinis you could
ever imagine being seen in public on girls that age.  I don't know what
their parents were thinking when they bought them.  The 10-year old was not
completely flat-chested, and you could easily see those little hard nipples
sticking up through the fabric.  She had the prettiest little face you will
ever see, the rest of her little body was perfect in every way, and of
course she was showing it all off to everyone, exspecially the boys.  I
couldn't keep myself from fantasizing about what that little girl's pussy
might be like, what it might be like to touch and stroke that young black
pussy and kiss her beautiful face.  I gazed at the beautiful black children
and by this time I had such a big hard-on I had to put my towel across my
lap just to hide it.  Struggling to keep my composure, I got my camera and
tried to take a few shots.  Having the towel there actually kind of helped
to hide what I was doing.

But of all those beautiful sexy black children playing and having a great
time at the pool that day, there was one boy who was the most stunningly
handsome of all.  I kept staring at him as he played and cut up around the
pool deck.  His body was perfect in every way, he was muscular and athletic
with great pecs, a beautiful chest and flat tummy, evidently a very large
penis and fabulous plump ass.  On top of all this beauty, he also had a
Mohawk haircut - the sides of his head were shaved and there was a band of
nappy hair about 2 inches wide running across the top of his head and down
to his neck, where he had let the last part grow long so it kind of all
frizzed out. And he had also died the entire Mohawk a deep dark red color,
so that the overall affect of the dark red Mohawk with its frizzy tail
against his stunningly beautiful very dark black body was mind-numbingly
exotic.  And I have not yet discussed this boy's unbelievably handsome
face.  Perfect dark eyes, flaring flat nose, beautiful lips, what more can
I say?  I gazed at this boy hypnotically as he and his young friends
enjoyed themselves at the pool deck.  I wonder how old this boy is?  12?
Maybe 13?  No, no it has to be 12.  I'm trying very hard to take as many
pictures as I can without him seeing me, but I think he did see me a couple
of times, so I'll stop and put the camera away for a while.  Instead I'll
just watch the hypnotically beautiful Mohawk boy as he plays with the other
black children.

At one point, the Mohawk boy and the beautiful little girl started talking
and then they went to sit down together for a while.  They sat behind one
of the umbrella tables on the pool deck, so it was kind of discreet, but I
was looking at them from a slight angle so I could see a little bit of what
was going on.  He sat in the chair with his legs wide apart, and then the
little girl sat in front of him with her pretty little ass right up against
his hot crotch.  They continued to talk and look closely at each other and
the Mohawk boy was stroking her shoulders and arms.  Then he had his
beautiful muscular arms around her pretty body and he was stroking her
little tummy and her thighs.  They were still looking deeply into each
other's eyes and whispering softly to each other, and then they started to
kiss.  At first it was a few cute little kisses, but then it got more
serious and the two young black children were locked in a long face-sucking
kiss with tongues and everything.  Meanwhile he stroked the young girl
closer and closer to her beautiful crotch, and soon she was spreading her
legs to accommodate him.  First he was rubbing the outside fabric of her
skimpy little bikini bottom, but soon that wasn't enough for him, he was
reaching inside with both hands.  But after a few seconds of this the
little girl giggled hysterically, jumped up and ran away across the pool
deck.  Wow, I thought, in addition to being impossibly pretty, this little
girl is a complete tease too!  That boy's prick must be throbbing in
agonizing pleasure right now!  I'm trying to look away sometimes so it is
not so obvious that I'm staring at the Mohawk boy and all those other black
children, but I can hardly help myself.  Do you think the Mohawk boy saw me
staring?  I laid back in my chaise lounge and eventually dozed off.

"Hey mista!"  I opened my eyes and there was the Mohawk boy, standing over
me beside my chaise lounge.  I sat up some and looked around groggily.  It
was dusk, and there were only a few people at the pool. "Mista!"  "Uh,
yeah, yeah ..." I said, trying to get my bearings.  It looked like he was
the only one of the black kids around right now too.  "You was takin'
pictures of me wasn't you?" he said.  At first I was scared shitless, not
knowing if this black kid was about to pop me in the mouth and steal my
camera, but it didn't sound like he was pissed off so after a few seconds
of sheer terror I pulled myself together. "An' you be lookin' at me too
right?"  "Uh, yeah, yeah ... I guess I was ..." it was useless to deny it,
I was caught and trying to lie my way out of it would probably just make
things even worse.  "Why you do dat?" the boy said.  Still, it didn't sound
like he was pissed off, just wanted some answers.  "Umm, well," I started,
taking a deep breath to try to settle myself down, "Well, you really are a
very handsome young man ..."  "EEEEEEEEWWWWWWWwwwwww dat so gay!" he said,
then he started to giggle.  "Umm, well, gay or not, hasn't anybody ever
told you how handsome you are before?"  He giggled again.  "Jes' my ma an'
my grandma an' shit."  "Well then, let me be the first," I said.

By this time I had regained enough of my composure that I was able to lay
back down on the chaise lounge, looking up at the Mohawk boy.  The whole
time he had been standing by the side of the chair, right about by my upper
chest, so that as I looked up at him from that angle his swimsuit was
closest to my face, and I was almost looking up into it from one of the
legs (but not nearly at an angle where I would've been able to see
anything), and then his young muscular chest rose above the swimsuit and
his beautiful face was looking down at me, with the first part of that
exotic red Mohawk showing on top of his head.  I found myself staring at
him numbly all over again, he was sssoooo beautiful.  "I guess somebody has
to be the first person to say you are the most handsome young man I have
ever seen in my entire life - of course I was looking at you, and I can't
stop looking at you now ..."  "But I ain't gay!" he declared.  "Of course
you're not gay, I saw you with that little girl," I said.  "Maybe this
makes no sense, but the fact that you aren't gay makes me like you even
more.  If you were gay it would be a turn-off."  "Dat's'a weirdest shit I
ever heard," he said.  Point taken.  "But ya really think I's handsome?"
"Shit yeah," I said.  "So ya wanna git a couple mo' pics?" he said.  "If
you'll let me."  "Where d'ya want me to stand?"  "Stay right there, just
like that," I said.  Then I took my camera out and took a shot of the
Mohawk boy right from that angle on the chaise lounge, from below with him
looking down at me.  Then I got up and took one more picture of him
standing there.  "OK dat's it," he said, and turned to leave.  I took one
more shot of him walking away.