Date: Mon, 17 Jan 2005 19:10:30 +0000
From: Jorge Grossao <grossao13@hotmail.com>
Subject: computer-guy

COMPUTER GUY
by Jorge Alvarez

1

The ad in the paper makes me wonder.

"Computer Guy: black stud, ready to upgrade your equipment. I will enter
with my rigid drive right into your floppy disk and open your folder wide to
download my GIGA booster into your server. Let's plug and play! Email
grossao13@hotmail.com".

So I arrange for a visit. He comes in the morning when my wife is leaving
for work ant taking our teenage son to school.

"Honey, the computer guy is here to see you! He's quite a hunk, as usual...
I have a 24-hour shift in the hospital, be back tomorrow!"

"Let him in, dear. Bye!"

My unsuspecting wife is always joking about the hunky black guys that I hire
for all kinds of "services": the plumber, the mason, the wall painter, the
cable guy, the satellite guy, the handyman, the electrician, the floor guy,
and the three studs who hauled up my new piano (and then banged me over the
keyboard, god, it was fucking crazy!).

The computer guy is better than I expected. Tall, handsome, winning smile,
cool. Very muscular, loose-limbed, with a huge bulge in his crotch, hot!

"Hi! Come on in, the computer is in my office. I'm Jorge".

"Same here, I'm Jorge too".

"Oh so we are Xara! (sha-RAH, "namesake" in Portuguese). How nice. Now come
sit at the computer. I'll get another chair for me".

"You can sit on my lap if you don't mind".

"That sounds nice. So let me show you".

I sit on the computer guy's powerful thigh and immediately feel his giant
hard dick growing against my butt. I'm naked under my white silk robe. Man,
this guy is quick! No small talk with him! He starts to fondle my big butt
sliding his large hands over the smooth silk. He's getting ready for action!
He finds my hard dick and plays with it.

"Wow", he says, "you're quite a stud, Xara. Big hardware for a white guy.
Now tell me what's the problem?"

"I was ready to send the latest story I wrote for Nifty when the computer
just froze. It's a long, long story, one of my favorites, and I don't want
to lose it..."

"Mmmmm. Let me see. Why don't you read your story for me while I work up
your back orifice, I mean, your back office?"

The black hunk lifts the silk robe exposing my buttocks, and he places me on
my knees on the desk, my face pressed against the monitor screen.

"Wow, Xara, you've got an awesome entertainment center back here. Looks like
you have a large-capacity player, Xara. Man, look at those big round
boom-boxes, so hard and smooth, I can't wait to turn them on with my
joystick... Now go on, read me your story while I start to prepare your
system for a thorough overhaul..."

The computer guy plunges his head between my muscular glutes, his fat tongue
searching for my moist rosebud, while I start to read him my new story.

"It's called GROSSAO FAMILY VALUES, by Jorge Alvarez".

"Damn, so you're the guy who writes those hot Grossao stories! I always
suspected that it was a white guy, the author of my favorite Nifty stories.
Man, I'm a big fan! Go on!"

Jorge goes back to my puckered hole, as I moan and sigh while reading the
first part.

"I was 12 and as usual I went to the family ranch to spend the summer. Dad
had a foreman called Jorjao. Since I was little, I adored him. He was a
huge, incredibly muscular black stud. He taught me to ride a horse, to hunt
and to catch birds.

Dad always told me: "Do as Jorjao tells you. And if he asks you to do
something you don't like, do it anyway and don't tell anyone. In the end
you're gonna love it, son. Jorjao is the best. And he's actually the master
here at the ranch".

When I was little, and Jorjao was teaching me how to ride, he'd take me on
his horse, sitting on the saddle in front of him. As he told me how to trot,
lifting my little butt off the saddle, I felt something big and hard in his
crotch brushing against my naked thighs and plump buttocks.

Jorjao would start to moan, and suddenly he grunted and held me tight
against him, his strong arm wound tight around my skinny waist. That made me
happy, for I felt that I gave him pleasure. And when we came back to the
ranch, the big black stud always had a wide grin on his handsome face and a
wet stain in his trousers.

One day I was walking alone in the woods behind the main house and saw
Jorjao all naked by the well. He was taking water out in a bucket and
washing himself. He saw me and told me to get closer. I watched in wonder as
he soaped his massive cock and balls. Not even in horses and bulls had I
seen anything so big. I was fascinated.

"Give me a hand, boy, wash Jorjao's jewels for him..."

I did as he told me, though my little hands trembled. But as I soaped and
rinsed the giant balls and humongous cock, it started to grow so large I
couldn't hold it any longer. I stood there, speechless, while Jorjao quickly
beat his meat and finally exploded in a flurry of white cream jets. I had
never seen a man cum before.

"That's the fastest way for it to come down once it gets hard", he told me,
"but there are other, better ways. I'll show you. After breakfast, tomorrow,
I'll take you on a ride to the pond. You're gonna love it..."

I was so excited I couldn't sleep. I kept seeing in my mind the gigantic
black dick and Jorjao's smile, the warm feel of his large hands when he held
me, and I had my first hardon. I finally slept and when I woke up I was all
wet, I had cum in my dreams, for the first time!

The next day I woke up early and Jorjao was already waiting for me on his
horse. He helped me up the saddle and off we went, trotting away, as the big
bulge in his crotch felt bigger than ever rubbing against my buttocks.

Jorjao pulled my shorts down and unbuttoned his fly. I felt the giant thing
shooting up behind me and then he slid the hard black cobra between my
thighs, all the way through. I was now riding his thick cock as he rode the
horse, trotting over the massive piece of black manmeat that stood up in
front of me, the huge head throbbing right before my face.

"Why don't you give Jorjao's dick a big kiss, pretty boy? He's been dying to
feel your lips all over his hard meat..."

He didn't have to ask. I was already lapping the big black thing, my own
dark chocolate lollipop, sipping the sweet honey that leaked from the wide
open eye at the tip. I opened my legs and reached down between my skinny
thighs and his powerful, muscular legs, to play with his big hairy balls,
and that made the black stud moan and groan in my ears.

When we reached the pond, Jorjao took me down in his arms, my hands still
grabbing his balls, my face pressed against his giant penis, and we settled
down on the soft green grass under the shade of a huge Ipe tree that
showered on us its dark lilac blossoms.

Jorjao told me to kneel between his legs facing him. Step by step, he taught
me how to wrap my boyish lips around the incredibly wide crown of his
manhood, slowly relaxing my jaw until I could manage to gulp the whole head
in my inexperienced mouth.

I had never in my short life felt so fulfilled, swallowing that giant piece
of manmeat while I looked into the eyes of my adored Jorjao, his large, sexy
eyes glazed over with pleasure, his big smile never wider, thick black lips
grinning over his perfect, long white teeth.

I tried to slide another inch in my gullet but I started to gag. "Take a
deep breath", he said. "Relax your throat. You can take a few inches more,
boy. With time, you're gonna take the whole dick, just like your dad does".

Those words hit me like a thunderclap. So my own dad was also a cocksucker!
And he could take Jorjao's whole giant dick with ease! I felt a jolt of
jealousy, but I also felt emboldened  and challenged. I struggled to conquer
my gag reflex and bravely plunged another inch...and then another!

There were still 10 inches to go, but before I could try for more, Jorjao
started to grunt and trash wildly. His big hairy balls in my little hands
boiled inside and I followed with my fingers the rising tide bellow the wide
ridge on the underside of the throbbing penis.

The first jet hit the back of my throat and I started to choke. My head was
thrust back by the force of the gushing semen, and the huge head popped out
of my swollen lips with a loud PLOP! The second jet hit my face, almost
drowning me in cum.

The black stud kept cumming, drenching my long blond hair with his male
juice, while I cupped my hands to collect as much as I could, feeding the
large sticky globs into my hungry mouth. I was in ecstasy, drinking from the
very fountain of life.

When I had finally drained Jorjao of all his hot spunk, he drew me upon his
chest and fed me his warm, fat tongue. I sucked on it, with more bliss than
I had ever felt nursing on my mother's tits, giving myself entirely to my
new master. I began to feel what it meant to be a slut boy, hot for a big
black dick. And it was just the beginning..."

2

"Wow, Xara, that's a fucking hot story! You almost got me creaming here... I
stopped for a moment the overhaul of your back office because I found a
Trojan inside. Look here".

The computer guy hands me a used condom that he has found deep in my anus.
It still has a load of sticky cum inside. I can't remember whose it was...

"It's a Jumbo XL Trojan", he said.

"Are those the ones you use?"

"No, they're too small for me. They don't make condoms large enough for my
cock, sorry".

"Oh my god, and when am I going to get that huge thing inside me?"

"This rimming job is 48% completed. Go on with your story while I finish my
work here".

"OK, oh my God your tongue feels so good inside me... You're a real expert,
computer guy... Going back to my story, so I had daily cocksucking sessions
with Jorjao. I sucked his dick on horseback, or lying on the haystacks in
the barn, when he washed himself by the well, but mostly in his hammock,
which he hang every night on the back porch of the main house.

When everyone else in the big house was snoring, I sneaked out of my bed and
rushed to the porch. There he was, his huge arms and legs spread on the
white linen hammock, waiting for me. First I knelt on the floor and took one
of his large black feet in my little hands.

I licked the hard, crusty sole, washing the caked mud with my boyish tongue.
I tickled his toes and wrapped my red lips around the big toe, sucking it as
if it were the head of his dick. That made him moan softly. Then Jorjao
grabbed my neck with his large hands and pull me into his hammock.

I dove between his thighs, eager to lick and suck my beloved chocolate ice
cream cone, the one with a big hot ball on top, to show Jorjao how much
progress I was making on my cocksucking skills. I could now swallow more
than half of the huge shaft down my young throat, pumping the head deep in
my gullet, making him cum faster and faster.

I knew with my eyes closed the thickness of his powerful thighs, the girth
of his cock, every bump and throbbing vein along the ridges of the giant
shaft, every fold of foreskin hanging around the bulbous glans, from where
the black head peaked, staring at me with its lovely, wide opened eye from
which flowed the honey of his abundant precum.

Jorjao's cock, for this young boy, was more than a constant source of hot,
nourishing semen. He was my rock, my anchor, my connection to the world of
men and black studs that lay ahead in the future, waiting for my sexy,
hungry white body.

I loved to sleep cuddling his hard boyfucker in my arms, my face pressed
against the throbbing ebony trunk, my lips brushing the silky skin of the
glans, a thick stream of white cream leaking from the corner of my
cum-filled mouth.

Then my father's deep, manly voice would shake me out of my sweet wet
dreams. "Jorginho! Go sleep in your bed! How many times do I have to tell
you to leave Jorjao alone?"

I'd complain, and pout, but I always had to drag myself back to my bed, only
to hear, a few minutes later, my dad's moans and Jorjao's grunts as they
fucked in the hammock all night long.

Sometimes, I crawled back to the porch and took a peek from behind the
half-closed door, almost fainting when I saw my dad's ample, round white
buttocks hopping up and down, taking the whole length of the black stud's
huge cylinder deep in his asshole, faster and faster, until the hammock
shook like in an earthquake and Jorjao shouted in triumph, while the black
stud's white cream spilled out of dad's overtsuffed back entrance.

My eyes rolled in my head, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. So that's
what sex was all about. Buttfucking! Taking the black stud's giant dick up
my white ass, just like dad did! From then on I was determined to get Jorjao
to fuck me, but to no avail.

"It's to soon, pretty boy, you're too young. You have to wait until the day
you turn 13. It's a tradition in our families. Since my ancestor the King of
Dahomey was brought to Brazil from Africa many centuries ago and became a
slave foreman in your great-great-great-great-grandfather's plantation, in
each generation we have fucked the first-born boy in your family when he
turns 13. My father was the first to fuck your father, when he turned the
right age, and I'm going to be the first to fuck you, but you must wait,
pretty boy".

Jorjao explained to me that us, the Alvarez men, had become very wealthy and
successful in colonial Brazil, and then in our independent Empire, because
of the powerful African male seed fed up our asses by the men in the Grossao
family. In exchange, the Grossao clan was free to run the plantation and
then the ranch as they pleased. It was a nice arrangement that benefited
both families. And the buttfucking was just great!

I was given access to a secret cabinet in our library, where I found
pictures, photographs and letters that documented three centuries of sexual
connections between the men in our two families. There was also a life-size
portrait, a beautiful painting, showing the first stud in the Grossao line,
with the headdress of the kings of Dahomey, his awesome black body naked. By
his side, a fair-headed boy, my ancestor, greek-god beautiful, had his back
turned to the viewer, showing off his gorgeous buttocks. The black stud had
one large hand cupping the boy's buttcheeks. And the boy looked adoringly at
the black men's giant erect penis and swollen, hairy balls, that rested on
his delicate fingers.

Other pictures and photos showed several generations of man-on-boy,
black-on-white sex couplings, and I saw in my ancestors' faces the same
bliss, tinged by the awesome effort of taking such a large manhood up their
asses, that I had seen in my father's face when Jorjao fucked him.

The letters told of passionate lovemaking over the centuries, and I took to
beating my meat while reading them and looking at the buttfucking pictures,
while I heard my dad getting screwed out in the back porch.

3

And so the summer of my 13th year finally came. My asshole twitched in
anticipation as I counted every minute. One week before my birthday, when I
had just given Jorjao his regular blow job, he told me that the next morning
we were going to catch sparrows by the pond.

I couldn't sleep that night, not only because of my dad's loud moans as
Jorjao fucked him, but also for the excitement of the upcoming adventure
with my black master.

When we reached the pond, Jorjao showed me how to set a trap for the birds.
Then we hid behind the bushes, lying on the ground, very still, to wait for
the sparrows to fall in the trap. As I watched the birds hopping by the
pond's edge, I felt Jorjao's hot, strong body pressed against mine, his
powerful hands caressing my naked thighs, then lowering my shorts and
groping my plump buttocks, opening my butt cheeks to search for the virgin
hole.

I stopped breathing when I felt his thick fingers tickling my tight hole,
slowly rubbing the closed ring in circles, then taking a peek inside,
gently, just touching the velvety walls of my still untouched boyhood.

Jorjao sensed that I was about to moan and told me to hush, so not to scare
the birds. He then got his long finger wet in his mouth and inserted it back
into my puckered hole. I was shaking all over, eager to be fucked but
willing to let him take his time to open, little by little, my secret
treasure trove".

"Damn! That's fucking hot!" said the computer guy, taking a break from
rimming my anus. "Now that I have  my whole tongue deep in your back orifice
I can see what a great job your first black fucker did. He gave you a prime
docking site, that I can tell. I got it almost ready for my upload. I'll go
back to it while you read me the rest of your story".

It's hard to concentrate with the computer guy overwhelming my senses with
his expert tongue-fucking, especially when he stops to bite my buttcheeks,
but I manage to recover my wits enough to keep on reading.

"Jorjao got my ring loose enough for the next step. I felt the tip of his
tongue licking around my boyish asshole, then finding its way in, wriggling
and tickling, the most exciting feeling I had ever had. Suddenly I
discovered that I had a second mouth, even more rich in erotic sensations
than the regular one.

Jorjao's thick lips sucked my sphincter, while his fat tongue lapped the
smooth walls inside my virgin anus. His large hands held my buttocks open,
while fondling the plump white cheeks and pinching my quivering flesh.

The black stud slid his heavy body over mine, crushing my slight frame
against the grass. I felt his massive organ pressing against my butt, locked
deep in the valley between my buttocks. Jorjao whispered in my ear:

"You better get ready, pretty boy, for one week from now I'll be shoving
this big black dick up your cute white ass. Do you want that cock, little
slut?"

"Yes, Jorjao, I want your cock so bad I can't think of anything else. Please
shove it in now, I need that huge black boyfucker inside me, please!"

"No, you have to wait for your birthday. This is going to be your birthday
gift and you'll never forget it. Right now all I can do is cum on your
buttcheeks. Now move that ass and make me cum, pretty boy".

Jorjao thrust his mammoth penis between my buns, hitting the small of my
back with the wide head, then he slid if back until the head brushed my
hungry asshole without entering it, making me crazy, then shoving it up
again, rubbing the whole shaft hard against the puckered ring.

I lifted my hips to meet his thrusts, swung my rump to take his powerful
lunges. I'd never felt so slutty in my short life. I felt Jorjao's cock
growing even bigger and harder between my buttocks, his breath shorter and
faster, his grunts more urgent.

"Oh, Jorginho, I can't wait to fuck you my pretty boy... I've wanted you
since you were a baby boy, I saw you growing up and I took good care of you,
preparing you to become mine, always horny for your gorgeous little butt,
your pretty face, your hungry mouth... And in just a few days my dream will
come true...

"I've never busted a young boy's cherry, you know... I inherited your dad
from my own dad, who had already turned him into a slut for big black
dicks... But I always knew one day my turn would come and I'd bust your
cherry, boy, just like my dad busted your dad's cherry...

"Every night when I fuck your dad I close my eyes and I think of you... It's
you I'm fucking... He knows... He's desperate, 'cause he knows his days with
me are counted... He's so jealous of you, of your virgin fuckhole that soon
will replace his...

"If I could I'd already fucked you, pretty boy, but I can't. Your dad keeps
reminding me that this is a centuries-old tradition, that the black stud in
my family can only fuck the white boy in yours when he turns 13... But it's
just one week now, and you'll be mine!"

"Oh, Jorjao, I can't wait! Please, when you cum, put the head of your dick
against my hole so at least I can get your semen in me!"

And so he did. Jorjao came in hot, thick jets, the tip of his giant dick
docked into the tight folds of my virgin asshole, so his male juice squirted
in my anus, baptizing me in the ritual of male sex. Then he drenched my butt
in his cum. He shouted in triumph, scaring the sparrows that took flight all
at once, evading our trap. We didn't care. The little bird that the black
male really wanted to catch was firmly in his hands: me, Jorginho, the next
boy in my white family to be deflowered by a stud in his royal African
dinasty".

4

The computer guy stops his expert rimming to tell me that he's almost
cumming, so hot he finds my Nifty story.

"Xara, you're too much! Let me do as the black stud in your story and
connect my gear into your network, docking my hardware to your backbone".

Jorge, the computer guy, locks his humongous dick deep in the valley between
my buttocks (damn, I'm repeating myself, but that's exactly what he does,
just like in my story).

"Go on, Xara, read more, please!"

"OK! So the next day Jorjao told me he was going to teach me how to lasso a
bronco. He sat me in front of him on his saddle and took me to the center of
the ring, next to the stable where our horses were groomed.

All of his seven brothers, each of them an awesome black stud, were there
riding their own horses, watching us. Jorjao pulled down my shorts, pulled
out his giant dick, stuck it between my thighs, as he always did when we
rode together, and his brothers cheered.

Strangely, I felt better like that, riding his cock out in the open, with
everyone looking. These last days, I was feeling more and more manly, as if
his cum, that I ingested in increasing amounts, had the magic property of
turning me into a man.

I lifted my naked butt, showing off to his brothers, knowing that I made
them horny for me, rubbing my buttocks against Jorjao's hairy, hard
washboard belly, while I squeezed his giant dick between my thighs.

The black stud gave me the rope and guided my hand, to lasso a young horse
with perfection. I struggled with the colt, pulling it tight with my
new-found muscles, cheered by Jorjao's brothers. I saw in their eyes that I
was becoming a real man, and for that they were even hornier for my young,
strong white body.

That night, Jorjao took me into his hammock and, while I sucked his dick,
now able to take all but one inch into my gullet, he turned me around and
ate my ass again, as he had done by the pond,
sticking his tongue even further.

He drove me crazy, talking to my rosebud, teasing my sphincter, titillating
my ring, promising to turn my anus inside out as soon as my 13th birthday
came up.

"Oh, Jorginho, I can't wait any longer. I've had enough of your dad. He's a
good slut, but his asshole is now too loose, worn out, I need your fresh,
tigh hole to make me cum... Your dad knows that these are his last days with
me, so he's really draining my nuts, taking all the cum he can get, for he
knows that after your birthday he's history... He'll only have my brothers
to fuck him, and their dicks are smaller, he'll have to take two at a
time...

"Oh, my sweet boy, you were made for me, from way back down the ages we were
planned to meet and become lovers, since my ancestor first fucked your
forefather. And now it's just a question of days, pretty boy.

"Now look, I brought you something. This is the royal sceptre of Dahomey
that my ancestor brought from Africa. It has the shape of our cocks, only a
little smaller. It's a phallus sculpted in dark, ebony wood. Feel it".

The thing was awesome, heavy as hell and as hard and black as Jorjao's dick.
I immediatley understood what he wanted while he was handing me this old
relic.

"Are you going to fuck me with your sceptre, Jorjao?"

"Yes, pretty boy. Open your buttocks, relax your ring. Let me shove my
sceptre into your young body. It will prepare you for the real thing. Which,
of course, is much thicker, but at least this will get you used to the
sensation of being invaded by a massive phallus..."

Slowly and gently, using a lot of spit, Jorjao introduced his family
heirloom into my bottom, driving me nuts. I can't describe the sensations
triggered by this new alien presence inside my body. I came in hot spurts,
held tight in Jorjao's strong arms, as the ebony shaft made its magic in my
virgin anus.

Jorjao's giant dick was already strategically positioned with the tip of the
bulbous head resting against my rosebud, so when he came with me his cumjets
found their way inside my hungry hole, increasing my appetite for what was
about to cum, in just a few days.

These last few days I lived in limbo, in a daze, always drenched in his cum,
cumming myself nonstop, sticking the wooden dildo ever farther into my ass,
not caring anymore for my dad's increasingly desperate moans when Jorjao
fucked him, for I knew it was just a matter of hours before I was to meet my
destiny as the black stud's new bitch.

When the big day came, I woke up to find that dad had prepared a big
surprise for me. He had studied in France where he became a maitre
patissier, so he knew how to make a birthday cake. And mine was a marvel.

Dad had done in chocolate and pastry cream a huge,
ten-times-larger-than-life reproduction of Jorjao's cock and balls. It
looked like a mountain range, long and ridged, with the balls as two tall
hills and the head, on the other side, as a giant peak. It covered the whole
table. It was dad's masterpiece!

I was thrilled and Jorjao was moved by dad's hommage. He hugged dad long and
hard, and they kissed -- for the last time, I hoped.

They invited to the party Jorjao's brothers and some other guys who worked
at the ranch. Only black studs. I was the youngest but I felt older, turning
13 and becoming a real man.

After I blew the candles (and made a wish, that Jorjao finally fuck me!) dad
cut a piece of the cake and handed it to me. It was delicious! Daddy was
already getting on with Jorjao's brothers, and there was a lot of horse
playing among them. I could see from the big hard cocks in their pants how
horny they were for dad. He was going to have a ball!

Jorjao's brothers took dad with them, to the stables, and I was finally left
alone with my dream stud. I was so horny I was almost cumming in my pants.
Jorjao helped me up the table where my cake stood and undressed me slowly,
all the while kissing gently my naked skin".

5

I feel that Jorge, the computer guy, is barely holding himself in check, his
big hard cock now all sloppy from the precum that has leaked while he fucked
the deep crack between my buttocks. He's clearly ready for the next step.

"Xara, help me here. I'm gonna give your back port an upgrade, and I'm about
to insert my hard drive into your plug-and-play ring adapter. I need some
kind of lubricant. Would you happen to have handy some of that pastry cream
that you mention in your story?"

"Yes! I have here a cream-filled eclair, take some. Do you want me to go on
reading?"

"Well, if you don't mind you could take care of getting my joystick ready
for you, while I do the reading. How's that?"

"Great! Let me take care of this big black baby... Oh my god! It's huge!"

I take the head of Jorge's giant cobra in my mouth and he takes the story
from where I stopped.

"Jorjao ripped his clothes off and climbed on the table. His rippled muscles
glistened with sweat under his smooth black skin. He caught me in his arms,
by the waist, wrapping my legs around his hips. I was riding his big hard
erect cock like a wild bronco.

To my surprise the foreman then jumped into the cake, falling over me,
splashing pastry cream and chocolate all over the kitchen. We sunk into the
soft dough, laughing hard, our faces and bodies all smeared with white
cream.

I was lying on my back, my open legs raised high, feet resting on his
powerful shoulders. Jorjao held my strong calves in his large hands, and
looked deep into my eyes. His cream-covered cock stood between us, raising
its giant head, staring at me withs its one eye.

I leaned forward to lick some of the cream from the dickhead, making him
moan. Grabbing the thick pole with both hands, unable to close them around
the massive shaft, I lowered the head until it was level with my back
entrance.

My asshole twitched furiously, hungry for the giant dick, while I locked the
head in place between my plump butt cheeks. I took a deep breath and closed
my eyes, willing my sphincter wide enough to allow the black stud to enter
my young body".

"Damn, Xara", says Jorge, the computer guy, stopping his reading, "that's
fucking hot! Why don't you sit here on your desk by the computer monitor and
let me raise your legs like that, yeah, show me your back orifice... Mmmm...
What a perfect FMC device!"

"What's FMC?"

"Fucking Male Cunt. Now let me  dab my joystick with some of that white
cream and I'll plug it in just like Jorjao does in your story. I'm done with
the reading, anyway, what I want you to do is take it from there. You can't
read in that position but it's your story, you must know it by heart, don't
you?"

"Yeah, pretty much. And I can improvise in case I forget something..."

6

"So, I have now Jorjao's cock right on aim between my buttocks, just like
you're doing, and he's looking deep into my eyes, like that, and playing
with my hard nipples, saying hot things like..."

"Like, do you want that big black cock, boy? Can you take my giant cock up
your pretty young ass?"

"Yeah, that's what he kept saying, teasing me... I was born to take that big
black cock in me, as all my ancestors had, and I couldn't wait for Jorjao to
finally shove the huge thing up my ass, but he wants me to beg for it, to
actually impale myself on his dick, in a desperate, slutty frenzy, and
that's what I'm doing..."

"Are you sure you can take that dick, boy? It's going to hurt like hell...
You're gonna cry out loud and think you're gonna die, boy... Are you man
enough to take my giant dick?"

"Yesss, please! Fuck me now, I need it! Let me grab that rod and shove it up
my ass, like this, I'm humping my hips forward to swallow the big head in my
hole and... AAAAAAAAAAHHH! God, it hurts! I'm dying, I can't take it!"

"I told you boy. This dick is not for everyone. Do you want me to pull it
out?"

"No! I can take it. Just give me a minute to breath..."

While we played that scene, I was squeezing my asshole very tight, to give
the computer guy the feeling of entering a virgin boy's untouched ring. The
black stud was enjoying playing the role of Jorjao, the foreman who first
fucked me, but he knew that my well fucked asshole would soon open up for
him to plow me with his giant dick.

"Look at me, pretty boy, relax your butthole, remember when you were little
and you loved to rub your plump buttocks on my hard dick, until you made me
cum, remember that?"

"How could I forget, master? Being crazy for your dick is the first thing I
remember from since I was a little boy..."

"And I came so many times, horny for your gorgeous little ass, always
dreaming of this moment when I'd finally make you totally mine, and now I
have the head of my dick fucking the entrance to your body and if feels
great, tighest pussy I've ever fucked, and I want you to tell me, Jorginho,
how does it feel?"

"God you're huge! Your fucking cock is too big for a little boy's pussy. It
feels so good, to be screwed like that by you, master, I've always dreamed
of this moment, I want it to last forever".

The computer guy feeds more pastry cream to my hungry hole and keeps on
fucking just the sphincter, widening my hole and turning it into a sloppy
mouth, slurping around the huge head of his dick, taking it out and back in
in short, strong jabs. I'm delirious, moaning and yelping like a puppy in
heat.

I look at his handsome, manly black face and I see Jorjao again, the first
stud who fucked me, and I wrap my legs around his sinewy waist, drawing his
body closer. The fat dick slides in a few inches more, making me scream in
pain.

"You like that, boy? You like the feeling of my cock screwing you?"

"Damn, I can take it! It's deep inside me! Is it all in, master?"

"Check it out, boy".

I reach with my hands down between my buttocks and find almost all of the
massive shaft protruding out of my overstuffed asshole.

"God, there's still like ten inches to go! I can't believe it! Shove it all
in, master, fuck me!"

"Nah, boy, I'm gonna take my time and feed you inch by thick inch, making
you beg for more".

I try to hump my hips forward to impale my butt on his weapon but he pulls
back, teasing my asshole with his giant cock. He is driving me crazy. I pant
and puff and grunt, struggling to get more of his dick in me, and that just
makes him laugh.

"You'll get there boy, just relax. I want you to remember for the rest of
your life how you first took every little inch of my cock in your pussy. How
your virgin anus opens up little by little to welcome me in, how the walls
of your cunt fire up as I stretch them to the limit to accommodate my giant
dick. You're getting there, boy, just breath and concentrate on the
sensations your ass is giving you".

It is truly amazing, just like Jorjao had really done when he busted my
cherry. This computer guy knows how to upgrade a bottom's anal equipment, so
fucking hot!

"Tell me slutboy, what did Jorjao tell you when he was busting your sweet
cherry?"

"He said that he was turning me into a real man, that he was giving me his
manhood and that's exactly what I felt. As the wide head of his cock
advanced in my fucktunnel, it triggered a hot flow of new sensations,
electrifying my whole body with waves of masculine energy. He showed me how
my own little dick started to grow bigger and harder, and when he finally
hit bottom, opening my last inch and bumping the giant head deep in my
chest, I suddenly came in wild spurts of semen, cumming as I had never had
before. Oh, look! I'm cumming! You made me cum just like he did, by the
sheer pressure of your giant dick planted in my ass!"

The computer guy groans in triumph, seeing that he has me fucked. Then when
my orgasm subsides and the grip of my male cunt around his shaft eases a
little bit, he pulls out, slowly, dragging his heavy dick through the
battered gates of my fuckhole.

I feel the swollen lips of my anal pussy rubbing against the hard ebony male
meat, as his feight train seems to take forever to leave my tunnel. Then I
sense the giant head lodged in my overstreched sphincter, like a large
snooker ball bouncing in its pocket.

The swollen glans pokes around, nudges the borders of my male cunt, widening
it even more, while he looks into my eyes with a wicked grin. I beg him to
shove the whole thing back in, I can't stand the emptiness in my bowels, the
itch deep inside that has to be scratched.

Jorge the computer guy teases me, laughing at my desperate need for his
giant black cobra. I'm whimpering and almost sobbing when all of a sudden he
shoves it in, as fast and hard as lightning, hitting me like a thunderclap,
making me howl like a she-wolf in heat.

"You like that, boy? You like it rough?"

"Yes, yes, hit me hard with your dick, master, that's what I was born for,
to be your slave, your sextoy. Fuck your little boy, master, fuck me!"

Just as Jorjao had done when he bust my cherry, twenty years ago, this other
Jorge blasts my pussy with his massive male organ, pumping in and out with
fury. I cum again from the sheer pleasure of being made into his fucking
slut.

He squirts the white cream from the eclair all over my body, into my mouth,
and then fucks my lips with his fat tongue, eating me with the cream.

"Eat me master! Rip me apart and eat your little white boy, my big black
stallion! Turn me into a rag doll, a slutty pussy, a fucking male cunt!"

As the computer guy rams his mammoth fuckpole up my fuckhole, he changes
gear and pumps so fast it blows my mind. I raise my head to look between my
legs and all I see is a black blur as he pistons the massive male rod in and
out of my ass.

7

I close my eyes and relive the scene of my deflowering by Jorjao, the black
foreman in my story. He fucked me just like that, in a frenzy, splashing
white pastry all around us. Then we heard my dad screaming and howling like
a bitch in heat, down in the stables where Jorjao's brothers and the stable
hands where gangbanging him.

"Dad's having a great time. He won't miss you, I hope".

"Yeah, I told my brothers to give him double and triple penetrations and it
seems to be working. Your dad's a great slut you know, but you're even
better..."

"Really? I want you to fuck me like I saw you fucking dad in your hammock.
Lie down on your back like that, on the cake, man, you're all covered in
white cream, let me lick it off, mmm, your nipples are so big and hard. You
like to have a boy sitting on your dick, black stud?"

"Yeah, I love that. Ride me like you'd ride a stallion, try to tame this big
black bronco stuck up your ass, pretty white boy..."

I bob up and down on Jorjao's lap, pumping his giant cock with my newly made
male cunt, making the big black man groan with pleasure. Then I spin my lean
body around, with his rod deeply embedded in my butt, and turn my back to
him, to show off my gorgeous little ass.

Jorjao slaps my plump buttocks with his large hands, making me yelp as I
jump up and down, impaling myself on the huge fuckpole. I slam my ass down
on his washboard belly, then hop up until the head pops out from my tight
pussy with a loud PLOP!, then slam back down, taking the whole boyfucker up
my butt, with a vengeance.

"I'm taming your wild bronco, master, and I'm gonna make it shoot inside my
boypussy, right now!"

"Fuck boy, you're one hot slut, better than your dad. I got him already well
used, after my own dad died while he fucked him, your dad was 17, and that
night he had already 13 loads from my dad in his ass, a record for them. He
was an insatiable slut, he got my old man drained and his heart gave out".

"Your dad was inconsolable, he stopped eating and taking a crap for two
weeks, he said he wanted to keep my dad's seed forever inside him. Then one
night he came into my hammock and I've been consoling him since then. But
now that I have you, he'll have to make do with my brothers".

"He seems to be doing great! Have you heard that scream? Maybe he's trying a
quadruple penetration. I wonder how that would feel..."

"You little slut, you're already horny for other studs, dreaming of being
gangbanged like your dad?"

"Please Jorjao, don't take me wrong, it's just to become a better slut for
you! If you let me play with your brothers and stable hands it's still all
in the family and I'll learn more tricks to please you, don't you think?"

"You fucking bitch, I'm gonna discipline you!"

My master grabbed my hips and slammed my butt down on his lap, shoving his
dick deeper than it had ever been. I yelled in pain, but I loved it. He kept
banging me like that and then he stood up, carrying me in his arms, bouncing
my body on his hips, screwing me like the fucking boyslut I had become.

8

Jorge, the computer guy, is doing just that, standing up, holding me in his
strong arms, fucking me like a rag doll, and I feel that he's getting close.

His cock grows bigger and harder in my bowels, he bangs me faster, shoving
the giant prick in all directions, like crazy. And then I feel the first jet
bursting from his balls, up the thick shaft, past the huge throbbing head,
right into the depths of my fuckpipe.

He drenches me in cum from the inside out. Plants his seed in my soft plot,
plowing and burrowing and raking my flesh to breed me into a better male
slut.

With my eyes closed, the illusion is perfect, that it's Jorjao who's
shooting his load of cum inside me. Jorge's cock is a perfect match for my
black master's, down to every bump and vein on the hard shaft, the length of
the foreskin, the wide flanged borders of the crown, the awesome thickness
of the wide, heavy ebony trunk.

"Damn, computer guy, you can't imagine how much you're like Jorjao, my first
fucker... It's amazing, you're like his clone... I wonder..."

"I'm his son, you bitch. I'm Jorge Grossao, the scion of the Grossao
family".

"God! That explains everything! What a coincidence that I'd see your ad and
call you!"

"No coincidence there, it was all planned. I was looking for your family, to
renew the old tradition that started with our ancestors, and that was broken
when you sold the ranch and we lost touch. I found your son Jorginho in a
chat room and we went from there. He helped me plant the ad in your
computer. As you know today is his thirteenth birthday, and that's why I'm
here..."

"What? So I'm just being a fluffer to get you hot to fuck my son?"

"If that's how you want to put it, yes. We have to keep our old ritual
going, as you know. And now it's Jorginho's turn, to be turned into my slut.
But I enjoyed a lot fucking your fine ass, Xara, and you gave me a lot of
useful hints on how my dad busted your cherry, that I'm going to use with
your son".

Right then there's a knock on my door.

"Dad? I'm back from school. Are you done with the computer guy? I need him.
I want the new joystick that he promised to give me".

"I'm almost done with him, Jorginho. He'll be in your room in a moment. By
the way, happy birthday!"

"Thanks dad. You won't believe what mom did. A big surprise for me. She set
a table in my room with a huge cake on top. She left a note explaining that
the cake is in the shape of a mountain range, all done in chocolate and
pastry cream. She got the recipe from your dad's cookbook, you know,
'Grossao's Kitchen'. It looks awesome!"

"OK son, I had a cake just like that one that made for my 13th birthday.
You're gonna love it. Just wait for the computer guy, he's cumming..."

I turn to Jorge, whose big cock is still hard shooting inside me, and give
him a deep kiss.

"Be gentle with Jorginho, ok? I want him to be happy, like I was with your
dad. Fuck him hard, but be gentle..."

"Of course, you can count on me. And in case you need a big hard dick, you
can always call my brothers, here's my card with their phone numbers. You're
gonna like them".

The computer guy leaves, closing the door after him. I hear when my son
opens the door to his room and welcomes the black stud who's come to take
his virginity. Strange tradition, the one that binds our two families over
the centuries, the black seed getting to be replanted in sweet white flesh,
with every new generation.

I go back to my story and hit the send button. Nothing happens. Damn, I'll
have to call Jorge's brothers to come and help me with that. At least, it'll
all remain in the family!

9

While I'm talking to Grossao's brother Edson, telling him to come quickly
with his brothers to help me, a window opens up in my screen. "Hi dad! The
computer guy is here and he helped me set up this webcam, so you can watch
and hear while I have my birthday party. Can you see my cake?"

"Yeah, son, it looks awesome. Are those the computer guy's hands, lowering
your shorts?"

"Yes, dad, he's preparing me to install his joystick. As you see he
blindfolded me, he doesn't want me to see the joystick for now. I can only
touch it, he said".

I see my boy's hands groping around till he finds Jorge's huge hard cock. My
son plays with his new joystick, trying to close his hands around the giant
shaft, but it's too thick.

"Open you mouth, Jorginho", the computer guy says. "Wrap your lips around
the joystick's head. Yeah, good boy. Mmmm, that feels good. You like that
joystick, boy?"

My son lifts his head, his lips already smeared with the black stud's
precum, and says that yes, he loves his new joystick, it's so big and hard
and tasty. He dives back for more, going down on the huge black cock. I get
a sense that it's not his first time, as he takes the giant penis easily in
his mouth. They're just playing a scene for my benefit.

I go to the door to let Grossao's brothers in. There are four of them, all
awesome black studs, that I bring into my room. They don't loose time, their
large hands all over my naked body, groping my big ass, opening my plump
buttocks to search for the male cunt.

"Mmmm, we're gonna have a party here tonight...", says Edson Grossao. "Look
brothers, our Jorge is with the man's son in his room, having his cock
sucked. You know what, dad, you could do the same to us, while we see what's
the problem with your computer".

I go down on all four magnificent cocks, one of them, Edson's, even bigger
than Jorge's. They rub the big heads against my face, my eyes, my nose, my
lips, as I play with the four set of large, hairy balls, and start to sip
from the four spiogts of sweet precum.

I take a moment to look at the computer screen and I see that Jorginho and
Grossao are already climbing on the table where the cake is set. They splash
into the cream, my boy on all fours, Grossao lapping at his butt.

The black stud feeds cream into my son's virgin asshole, to get him ready
for his first fuck. The boy moans with pleasure and lust for the huge
fucker. He wags his tail and teases the black stud, just like I did when I
was his age and Grossao's father busted my cherry.

Grossao's brothers alternate their giant fuckers in my mouth, deepthroating
me in rapid succession. I'm gagging and almost choking with so much cock
being fed into my gullet. I have to catch my breath to take another look at
the webcam.

Grossao is now lying down on the cake, his awesome black muscles all covered
in white cream, and he's holding my son's body in his strong arms, aiming
his giant cock at the boy's anus. Suddenly, he let's the young boy slip from
his hands and the black rod disappears in a flash, as the white butt is
impaled all the way, to the hilt.

Jorginho screams in terrible pain. But I can see in his face that's he's
loving it. Grossao hasn't been gentle with my boy, as he promised me, but
the little slut likes it better that way, the hard, rough way. He's already
a bitch for big black dick, just like dad.

Grossao's shoots his hips up, bouncing the boy off his lap, and I can hear
the schlurping sound of the giant cock going in and out of my son's tight
ass, lubed with the cream that his mom made for his birthday cake.

Jorginho and Grossao are having a great time, fucking in a screwing frenzy,
the white boy now lying under the big black stud, who pins him down, plowing
the young ass with his giant fucker. That inspires his brothers, who fight
for my own ass, the four cocks struggling to see who's first to penetrate
me.

Edson beats the others, and I marvel at the incredible thickness of his cock
as he enters me, splashing into the cumload left earlier by his brother.
Then I feel another dickhead beating at my door and I try to make my
sphincter looser, to let the new visitor in.

It works! I feel the second cock advancing alongside Edson's, giving my anus
a good stretch. I've had double penetrations before, nothing new there, but
now I want to try a triple, and, who knows, maybe a quadruple.

The four black fuckers are of the same mind. The third Grossao is knocking
hard at my entrance, trying to join his brothers in my roomy temple of
buttlove. I scream in pain when he finally succeeds. It's an awesome
sensation, three cocks butting their heads inside me, pistoning in my
overstuffed chamber in different rythms, driving me to cum as I reach a
powerful, triple orgasm.

That makes my hole even looser, for when the fourth stud presents himself at
the entrance to the ball, I open the door even more and he just slides in,
alongside his brothers. I'm in heaven. I have now four thick black dicks
lodged in my hungry ass, four horny studs breathing hard in my ears, eight
hands pinching my nipples and my buttocks, four mouths telling me what a
wonderful slut I am.

Just as Jorge Grossao, the computer guy, shoots his first volley of cum
inside my son's ass, making the boy cum with him, pumping his giant dick
deep inside Jorginho's hungry new male cunt, his brothers start to groan and
I get the first jets in a tsunami of cum, drowning my happy bowels in hot
male liquid seed.

The reunion of the Grossao and the Alvarez families is now complete. We can
go on for generations more, in our joined buttfucking adventure. I hit the
send button and now, finally, my story flies through cyberspace to reach my
nifty readers.

grossao13@hotmail.com

>From the same author at Nifty:

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beginnings: Dec 24 13:45 grossao-pornstar/

athletics: Dec 14 09:37 grossao-lifeguard/
             Aug 3 2003 my-italian-jock

interracial: Dec 17 13:02 huge-and-thick/
               Dec 21 12:50 black-brazilian-soccer-stud/
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encounters: Aug 10 2003 four-way-on-a-train