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Date: Sat, 8 Apr 1995 04:00:19 UTC
Subject: COKE (m/b)
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COKE (boys/man)
Standard disclaimer, bla bla bla, if you are not an adult according to
the law, the government doesn't want you to have erotic
titillation and your mind shall remain virgin even though you've been
cumming for the last six years. Do not read this.
Furthermore, people who are easily offended, people who are not
interested in sex stories involving young boys and people on a crusade to
cleanse the world should NOT read this.
Whoever is left should be able to understand that this is only fantasy.
I did not write this. I'm posting it for somebody else. Hope you like
it. Send comments to an166744@anon.penet.fi
"Coke" written by BASE. (04/95)
Coke doesn't have much going for him, except his looks. He isn't all
that bright and he's far from rich or sophisticated, but he is very, very
handsome. Tall, dark of hair and eyes, with broad shoulders and a practiced
posture, he makes quite a debonair impression. Indeed, nature has been
kind to him and he's diligent in caring for her generosity. Coke works
out at the gym, always eats well and although he's no body builder, he's
cut like a greek statue. There isn't an ounce of fat on him! He's only
23, but so far he's made a decent living off of his ass, which, by the
way, is a nearly perfect bubble butt.
I don't know Coke that well, but for some reason, he confides in me and
I love just being around him. He's so handsome, I like it when people think
that we're together. He's much too expensive for me, but I really enjoy his
company. We sort of meet on thursday evenings at a local coffee shop. Its
not a thing that's set in stone. I just live close by and its no trouble to
check and see if he's waiting inside. Anyway, last thursday I poked my head
into the shop and saw Coke sitting there, with his chin in his hand like he
was thinking deeply. Now that was a pose most unlike Coke. I never got the
impression that deep thoughts troubled his head and he wasn't the sort of
guy who worried much about life. As I walked over, it became obvious that
he was very upset, worried sick I thought. His beautiful eyes were all
blood shot, like he'd been crying or drinking or hadn't slept in a week.
And his unshaved face was pale as a sheet.
Now, I have never told Coke about my "other" sexuality. He just
thinks I'm gay, like he is. He has no idea that I'm really turned on by
boys. So he wasn't aware that his story nearly made me cream my jeans.
But this is what he told me:
There was this guy, he had met him a few years back in a hustler's
bar, an older gentleman who used to lay out $500 for a night of sex.
Anyway, he recommended Coke to this rich dude, an English count or
something, not much older than him, and not bad looking either. So
Coke figured this was a rare opportunity. He'd give this guy the
role of his life and maybe end up married to real money, or at least
a kept boy! So Coke was out to please. They met on a friday
afternoon, on the Count's yacht. Coke though he looked like Raul
Julia. Soon, the boat started to sail straight out into the open
ocean. No one had discussed money directly, but Coke was pretty
sure he was in for at least $500, so he was enjoying the sea air,
sipping cool white wine, and waiting on deck for his trick. The sun
was nearly set when the Count met him and asked him to come inside
the cabin.
The Count explained that he wasn't interested in sex, not directly.
He was simply a voyeur and wanted Coke to make a video for him.
Coke wasn't at all opposed to the idea, but tried to make sure that
the Count understood that a video would cost him more than five
bills. The Count said that he'd pay Coke very well, very well
indeed, but that he would expect him to do anything. That gave Coke
pause. He wasn't about to do anything illegal, at least not on
camera. But the Count said that they'd be passed the 200 mile limit
in a few hours and that the video was only for his own private
entertainment anyway. Now, Coke was really suspicious, although
already far out to sea, and still anxious to please this guy. He was
wondering what the Count had in mind. Just then, Coke noticed the
first little boy running past the cabin's porthole. Maybe he was 9
or 10 years old. A cute, freckly faced blond boy, the Jay North,
kid next door type. Now what was a kid like that doing on
board.....then he guessed! A kiddie porn flick.
The Count smiled, perceiving the light of understanding in Coke's
eyes. Coke just stood there with his mouth open staring dumbly, his
hands shaking. 'No way, no way' he thought. He shook his head
negatively. But the Count's smile just grew even wider. Out from
his wallet, the bills came. There must have been thousands. He
could have that, and more. The Count also assured him that the kids
were all really into it and would also be well paid. The alcohol
was working its wonders. Coke got up and looked out onto the deck,
now drenched in pale moon light. There were 3 little boys, all
about the same age. One was the blond boy and the other two had
hair black as pitch. They looked like brothers and could have passed
for young members of the Osmond family. Both were rather thin,
sparkle eyed, and terribly cute. Coke felt a sensation in his groin
that he hadn't felt since his first time. He turned and asked the
Count what he wanted him to do.
Coke laid down on the bed naked. His hands and feet were firmly tied
to the bed posts. Coke had only sparse body hair which he kept
immaculately trimmed. His hard chest and rippled stomach grew taught
as tested the strength of his bonds. He was tied tightly and all of
a sudden became a little afraid. The Count refused to tell him
exactly what was going to happen, claiming that it was really all up
to the boys. The boat rocked gently in the ocean as Coke waited for
something to happen. He laid there, helpless, for about 10 minutes
when finally, the Count came in and started to roll the video. The
camera drank in all of Coke's bound nakedness. Then, the Count laid
down the camera and began to fondle Coke's cock and balls. His dick
got hard immediately. Coke's eight inch dick was sticking straight up
into the air. The Count ran his fingers through the pubic hair most
intently. He seemed to luxuriate in the black, silky softness of
Coke's pubes. Then the count went back to filming.
At a signal, the boys came in. All three boys were already totally
naked. Their chests had only tiny pink nipples, with almost no sign
of muscle development. Their little dicks and balls were totally
hairless, but their cocks were three erect little boners. The boys
surrounded Coke's helpless form. They stared wide eyed at his big
cock and heavy balls. At once, the boys climbed onto the bed and
began to snip at the thick black patch of hair around Coke's dick
with small pairs of scissors. Coke struggled a little against his
bonds, for effect. With puckish delight the little blond boy single
handedly deprived Coke of most of the hair between his cock and
belly button. The boy cropped him real close and nicked his skin
once. A crimson dot erupted near the base of Coke's dick,
pinpointing the child's carelessness. The two dark haired boys began
snipping away at the hairs on Coke's balls. He let out a yelp when
one of the boys, the smaller one, nicked his sac. The Count was
sure to get close ups of the hair falling away and the expressions
on the boys faces as Coke was unmanned. Soon, most of Coke's pubic
hair laid strewn about the sheets. The blond boy picked up a thick
patch of hair and pretended it was a mustache. The two dark haired
boys each grabbed hand fulls of Coke's dick hair and placed them on
top of their boy-dicks, like they had pubic hair. The video camera
drank it all in. Next, the shaving began. The two dark haired boys
lathered Coke up and removed the remaining hair from his crotch. One
held Coke's hard cock in his little hands while his friend shaved
around the base of Coke's cock and around his balls. At the same
time, the blond boy shaved the hair off Coke's chest and around his
nipples. Soon, the little tykes had all of Cokes body hair
completely gone. His bald dick seemed like it had grown two inches
and his chest muscles looked even more defined. The boys were
obviously happy with the job they had done. Coke was baby smooth.
Now, the sex began. The blond boy sat on Coke's face so that his
little asshole was over Coke's mouth. The Count brought the camera
in for a real close up of this. Coke's tongue darted in and around
the kid's anus. As soon as he tasted the boy's musty hole he was
shocked by how much it turned him on. The kid was moaning loudly
and Coke plunged his tongue deep into him. The two dark haired boys
had pounced on Coke's shaved cock. Their eager little mouths licked
and slurped at his dick head and shaft. The count could hardly
decide which end was hotter. But he settled in for a close up of
the two boys licking Coke's cock. The smaller boy darted the tip of
his tongue into Coke's piss slit and tasted the salty pre-cum. The
video preserved the first glinting drop of man juice that oozed from
Coke's cock onto the boy's tongue. The kid lapped it up like it was
ovaltine.
As Coke continued to rim the blond boy, the two dark
haired kids divided their labor. The smaller boy began to lick
Coke's balls while his friend tried to swallow the man's cock. Coke
was surprised to feel half his dick in the kid's mouth. The boy
sucked away like a pro. Coke felt waves and waves of ecstacy surge
through him. This was turning into some of the hottest sex he'd
ever had. After a few minutes, the blond boy turned around and
pushed his little peter between Coke's lips. The little boner was
barely three inches long, and Coke was easily able to take the boy's
dick and tiny balls into his mouth at the same time. The blond boy
squealed with delight and began to pump his dick into Coke's hot
mouth. All the while, the two dark haired boys were working Coke
into a frenzy. His cock was ready to burst. The count sensed this
and told the two boys to stop. Coke's legs were already spread wide
and the count ordered the small boy to put his finger in Coke's
asshole. The boy did just that and Coke felt the child's little finger
penetrate him. He let out a low moan as the kid began to work his
asshole. The other little dark haired boy joined the blond boy and
soon Coke had two miniature dicks and four balls to lick and suck.
All the while the two kids tongue kissed each other for the camera.
Next, the small boy began to lick around Coke's asshole. The little
hot tongue lapped away at the man's shithole and Coke nearly passed
out from the intensity of the kid's work. Coke didn't know how much
more of this he could take. He felt his balls about to explode.
Then, the incredible happened.
At a signal from the Count, the small dark haired boy raised his
asshole over Coke's cock and lowered himself onto it. Coke was
amazed at the boy's capacity to absorb him. He felt only the
slightest hint of a shutter as his cock entered the eight-year-old.
It was the tightest, warmest, most incredible fuck he had ever known.
As the kid slid up and down on Coke's shaft, deeper each time, Coke
realized a whole new part of himself. He drove his cock deep into
the eight-year-old's guts. His dick seemed to reach right into the
kid's stomach. Coke thought it would come out the kids mouth. But
the kid knew exactly what he was doing. He rode Coke's cock like a
professional. His little dick was hard as a rock as Coke's manhood
plunged deeper and deeper into him. All the while, as he was fucking
the small boy, the two other kids were pushing their dicks and balls
into his mouth. This was pure ecstacy.
Just as Coke was about to shoot, the little boy hopped off his cock
and began to jerk it off. Coke's entire body tensed up and he shot a
spray of cum fully three feet into the air. Most of his man juice
landed on his chest and belly. He lay there, almost like a dead
thing, feeling his bliss could get no more intense. But the three
boys knew exactly what to do next. They began to lick the slimy jism
off Coke's body. The camera caught the boys lapping up the dollops of
cum and passing them to each other, from tongue to tongue, several
times before they were finally swallowed, with sticky grins.
Coke left the boat, came home and proceeded to get shit faced drunk.
The Count had given him $2,000 and had made another booking for the
following weekend. Coke was scared and very confused. He felt
guilty, but incredibly turned on at the same time. In fact, he could
hardly wait for next friday night. Those three boys were definitely
the best sex he had ever had. And now he was unsure of himself.
Was he a pedophile? Was it still illegal, even though he had been
out side the 200 mile limit? What would become of the video tape?
Would the Count really keep it secret? These were the questions
that raked his poor brain, which was so unused to such complexities.
As he finished his story, I was spellbound. I only wished I could
go with him on the next cruise. I know I'm gonna have to help Coke
come to terms with his new feelings. It'll take time, of course,
but Coke and I are friends. And I'm a good listener.
THE END.
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