Date: Sun, 24 Jan 1999 07:01:55 -0800
From: blackboys2000 <blackboys2000@goplay.com>
Subject: ebony towers (man/boy, boy/boy, blackboys)

Warning, this story contains depictions of hardcore sex between men 
and boys, and amongst boys. If this offends you, you know what to do. 
If you are a horny 12 year old who happens to be reading this, I can't 
stop you, so have fun! Just don't let your parents see you.

Send all constructive criticisms, comments, suggestions, fantasies, 
and everything else except flames and 
bullshit to blackboys2000@goplay.com.


Ebony Towers

Chapter 1

Andy Williams was the gym teacher at the local K-8 elementary school. 
He was a handsome black-haired man who stood six feet tall even and 
was muscular in build, which made him the object of desire for many of 
the teachers there. He was nervous when he first started, being the 
only the only white teacher at the all black school, and the fact that 
the neighborhood it was located in was dangerous to say the least, but 
after a while, the nervousness wore off, and he quickly became one of 
the most liked teachers at the school. 

The one thing that kept him nervous was the fact that he was a closet 
boylover, and since he taught the boys' gym class, he was surrounded 
by hordes of young, horny jail bait everday. Black boys were his 
favourite; they exuded an exotic sexuality that fed his masturbation 
sessions at night, and to him, they were the most unabashed, rough and 
tumble type. These were the kind of boys that turned him on the most.

All of the boys in his class were gorgeous, but one of them was drop 
dead beautiful. His name was Jamal Alexander, a 12 year old Hershey 
bar coloured specimen of African beauty. He had light puppy-dog brown 
eyes, a button of a nose, and full, red lips. His perfectly shaped 
head was crowned with a short bush of tight, black Afro curls, neatly 
trimmed around the edges. He was very athletic, but also very smart, 
having the highest average in the school, (his momma wouldn't settle 
for less). Everytime he looked in his face, he almost fainted, and 
seeing him in his gym shorts made him drool. Since the school kept the 
seventies style gym suits, the ones that stop just short of a boy's 
behind and left nothing to the imagination, his plump, round globes, 
shapely dark legs, and very noticable lump mesmirized him. He often 
wondered if the boy always had an erection or was as horse hung as 
Blacks were reported to be.

One day while he was in his office during recess, Jamal came in his 
office, wanting to talk.

"Coach, I wanna talk to you about somethin', but it's kinda personal 
like, ya dig?"

"Hey, that's my job, what's going on?"

"Well, it's about girls and stuff."

"Oh? That's all? What about em?"

"Well like, they be makin' me all hard and stuff in class. Like 
whenever I get close to em, I get all dizzy and funny feelin' in my 
dick and balls and stuff."

Andy's dick was at it's full 8.5 inches when Jamal said this. He too 
started getting that funny feeling in his balls. Good thing he was 
sitting behind his desk. That deadly mixture of beauty and boyish 
unabashedness about woodies was turning him on big time.

"W-well uh, y-you're at that age when uh, your body starts doing, doing 
things you don't always want it to do. Erections are perfectly normal 
for a 12 year old boy."

"I be tryin' to hide it and stuff, but whenever I stand up, it sticks 
way out. Everbody laughs at me when they see it, and some of the girls 
point at it and giggle, sayin' its big and stuff."

By now Andy was leaking gallons of pre-jizz into his underwear. His 
favourite boy was telling him that he was packin'!
 
"That happened to me too in school, the guys used to either laugh at 
me or want to beat me up because I was always bigger than they were."

"Yeah? You ever measured yours, mine is 7 1/2 inches long, and its 
three fingers fat already. Wanna see it?"

He didn't wait for coach to answer, because he immediately stood up, 
pulled his shirt up to expose his dark torso, and lowered the front of 
his shorts. Andy's dick throbbed at the sight of the boy's massive 
erection. There it was, all 7 1/2 inches of it, and as fat as three of 
his fingers across. For something so big, there wasn't even a trace of 
pubic hair on his mound or on his golf ball sized nuts, and by him 
being so short, it made his erection look even bigger. Holding his 
shirt under his chin, Jamal reached down and started jacking it 
slowly, from the thick base all the way to the big, strawberry-red 
mushroom. This got Andy sweating and breathing in pants.

"My God, dear God, where did you, how did you, DAMN!"

"Hehe, big ain't it? I'll let you touch it of you let me see yours. I 
promise I won't tell nobody!"

What more motivation did he need? He stood up, undid his shorts, and 
pulled out his throbbing 8 1/2 inch muscle. Jamal stood there amazed, 
staring at the big hairy dick.

"Damn, you big like a mutha! I thought ALL white men had lil dicks!"

"Well, not ALL of us, as you can see."

Jamal looked in the coach's face, and put on a smile that would melt 
Antarctica, and asked:

"You'll let me suck it?"

All he could do was nod, and the ebony boy kneeled in front of coach, 
and put his mouth on coach's dick head. He sucked on just the head, 
then took almost all of it in his throat, and started sucking like a 
pro. He was bobbing his head, drawing in his cheeks, slurping loudly 
until the drool was running down his chin, and working his tongue like 
there was no tomorrow. He was humming his content, obviously the white 
man's cock was a very tasty treat for him.

"MMMMMHHHH, MMMMMMMHHHHH, SLURP/SUCK, SLURP/SUCK, SLURP SUCK."

Coach started thrusting his hips, holding the back of the boy's head, 
pulling it onto his cock, moaning like mad, afraid that someone was 
going to hear them.

"UUUUGH, UUUGH, UH YEAH, UGH SUCK IT, SUCK IT HARDER...UUUUGH, YEAH."

The sound of sucking, moaning, and manly hairy balls slapping a boy's 
chin filled the small office. Just when he was about to blast his seed 
down the boys throat, the bell rang, recess was over all too soon. 
They scrambled to get dressed, and straightened each other's clothes 
out.

"Come RIGHT back after school young man, YOU have a detention!"

"Yes sir. I most surely will."


Coach waited nervously for Jamal to show up for his detention. All day 
after that dynamite blowjob he had received from the 12 year old kid, 
his whole body had been on fire. His mind kept drifting back to the 
hot scene, making him ooze pre-jizz that kept his underwear wet. The 
pungent yet subtle odor drew weird responses from people, especially 
the kids.

Jamal was going through the same thing for the rest of his classes. 
Everytime he thought about the man's big fat cock, the juices went 
surging through his hot black body, keeping his massive dick at full 
mast for most of the day. He had to walk, with difficulty with his 
books in front of his crotch, but his dick was so big that everyone 
still noticed. As usual, the girls looked and giggled, and the boys 
teased him, but deep down, they were jealous. Not that they needed to 
be, most of them were hung for their ages, some were as big as he was, 
and a few were even bigger but none were as beautiful.

When the final bell rang signalling the end of the school day, Jamal 
went and called his momma to let her know that he was going to be late 
getting home from school. She chewed him out a bit, then told him to 
get straight home afterwards. After hanging up the phone, he went 
straight to the coach's office.

Coach was sitting at his desk when he walked in, and as soon as Coach 
was aware of his presence, he stood up to usher him in, locked the 
door, and pulled the blinds shut. Jamal was already hard from the 
anticipation, his big young dick straining against his skimpy black 
uniform shorts. Coach sat back down at his desk on the edge of his 
chair and beckoned him over. Jamal walked between his legs, and Coach 
pulled his shirt over his head, and then pulled off his own. He kissed 
Jamal's dark, pouty nipples, licked them round and round, then started 
sucking on them. Jamal moaned his approval, and placed his hands 
around the man's head.

"uuuh, uuuh, oooh, uuuuh!"

While still licking and nursing at the boy's nipples, he let his hand 
wander to the big lump, caressing it and squeezing it gently, feeling 
it pulse in response. He then reached up and kissed him in the mouth. 
Jamal responded, and for the next five minutes they tongue wrestled, 
kissing passionately. The boy's mouth tasted so fresh he could have 
gotten off on this alone. After pulling his erection from his shorts, 
he reached and pulled Jamal's shorts, pulling both it and his 
underwear down to his ankles, his log bobbing from his bald pubis. 
They stopped kissing and started rubbing their cockheads together. 
This was kinda fun, like he was rediscovering his own sexuality, 
reminding him of his buddies explorations. After "sword fighting" for 
few moments, he stopped and just gazed in awe at this display of young 
black boyhood. It was throbbing and twitching, waiting to be sucked. 
He obliged it, sticking out his tongue to lick the fat dickhead. His 
tongue darted all around it, even playing at the eye of the monster. 
He took in the whole tool, and started sucking it slowly, savouring 
the hardness of the boydick, the fullness of it in his mouth, and that 
SMELL, still that little boy smell, still untouched by puberty. And oh 
the taste, it was so different from that of white boys, it was 
indescribable, but nevertheless it had him drooling like Jamal was 
when he had his full lips wrapped around his ivory tool. He started 
bobbing up and down on it, working his tongue, sending the boy to 
heaven.

"aaaw yeah, uuuh, yeah, mmmmm, suck it good, uuuuh!"

Encouraged by this, he started bobbing his head up and down faster, 
from his fat head to his plump testicles. The boy, moans became more 
plaintive, and just when he was going to get it off, Coach stopped, 
leaving the boy's body shivering and shaking, his 7.5 inch cock 
throbbing with pre-orgasmic tension.

"Let's get a little more comfy, eh?"

"Aiight."

 They started removing their clothes, and when they were totally 
naked, Coach cleared off his desk and laid down on top of it. He 
pulled Jamal to on top of him in a 69, and they sucked on each other's 
dicks greedily. It didn't take long for neither one of them to pop 
off, the boy getting a taste of man-seed, and the man getting the 
flavour of sweet kidcum down on his tongue and down his throat. Jamal 
turned around on him, and they resumed kissing, swapping each other's 
cum. Afterwards they rested for a bit on the desk, Jamal on top of 
Coach. Both needed to recover, but both of them were still hard; Coach 
still had the hormones of his younger counterpart even though he was 
nearly 3 times the boys age at 35. It didn't take long, and that's 
when Jamal popped the question.

"Will you fuck me in the ass?"

"You sure you want to?"

"Yeah, I can take it, pleeeeeeeeeeze?"

Coach, even if he wanted to, couldn't resist those puppy dog brown 
eyes. So he got up and placed the boy on his back, and lifted his legs 
up, shifting him a bit to have full access to the boy's ass. When he 
did, he nearly fainted from the beauty of the two perfectly round 
cheeks, with a deep, well defined valley in between. When he parted 
them, the tight, pink of his hole made his dick even harder. He 
immediately commenced to eating out the boys ass, licking and 
slurping, wiggling and working it super fast, driving his tongue hard 
and deep inside the whole as fast as he could, making the boy squeel.

"OOOOOOOOO, UUUUUUUUHHHH, UUUUUUUUHHH, YEAAAAAH, UUUUUUH SHIT, YEAH 
DO IT!"

When the man was finally stopped, the hole was quivering and winking 
from the thorough rim job it received. He placed his fat cock at the 
entrance, and pushed it all in slowly, not stopping until it was 
buried up to his balls. And he started to fuck him.....hard and fast.

"UUUGH! UUUUGH! UUUGH! UUUUGH! UUUGH!" , cried the boy.

"YEAH, TAKE THIS DICK, TAKE THIS DICK! OH GOD YOUR SO TIGHT!"

"YEAH, FUCK ME, FUCK ME FASTER, UUUUUUUGH YEAH LIKE THAT....DO IT 
HARDER, 
AAAAAH, YEAH, YEAH, UUUUUUGH! FUCK ME, FUUUUCK MEEEEE!"

The man hammered the boy in this position for a few minutes, and then 
turned him over on his hands and knees and hammered him even harder 
than before, taking the breath out of both of them. He loved the 
way the plump black ass shook and quivered when he pounded it, and the 
extreme tightness yet fuckability of his hole. Jamal loved the 
hardness and the feel of in and out, rubbing his anal walls, as well 
as the pounding of the hard dick on his little prostate. He pushed his 
ass back towards the dick to receive more of it, arching his back to 
get just the right amount of pounding on his joy spot. They both 
exploded at the same time, Jamal splattering the desk with his cum, 
and Coach pumping his little guts full of hot sperm. Jamal collapsed 
onto the desk with Coach still embedded in him, and they rested for a 
while. He then remembered that the custodian would be there to clean 
up shortly, so he withdrew from the boy, and cleaned each other up. 
They wiped the cum off of the desk, some had splattered on the wall 
too. Just as they were wrapping up, the custodian knocked on the door, 
making them jump. Jamal sat down and tried to look normal, and coach 
opened the door to let the custodian in.

"You came just in the nick of time, Mr. Robinson, I was JUST getting 
through with my pupil here!"

Boy if he only knew!