Date: Sun, 18 Nov 2012 09:46:03 -0400 From: Jay Boy <jayboy2785@gmail.com> Subject: Joey in the Park Joey in the Park - - - - - - - - - - - - - Disclaimer: This story, and all characters and situations herein, are fictional. Any similarity to actual persons or situations is purely coincidental. - - - - - - - - - - - - - This story is a second installation in the series of stories revolving around Kwame; the thirty-two year-old boy-lover. He is a good-looking black man, standing six-foot tall, and weighing in at one hundred and eighty pounds. He has a deep-chocolate complexion and a well-toned, athletic physique. - - - - - - - - - - - - - It had been a few days since I had fucked Richard's sweet ass in his bedroom. Needless to say, I was horny as hell. I wanted to fuck a cute young boy badly but I never called any of my young fuck-buddies. I would always let them call me, mainly because we didn't want their parents questioning why a grown man was calling for them on the phone. I was frustrated as hell with my dick hard as a rock and nowhere to pump my baby-making batter. I decided to go for a run in the park. It was highly likely that I would find some cute boy to fuck there. That thought alone was ample inspiration. I pulled on a tank top, a pair of snug shorts that showed off my nice bulge at front, and my running shoes. I left home at a nice even pace and continued as I ran along the park's flagstone pathways. By the time I had finished, near the pond, I was drenched in perspiration. It had been a good run and my mind was clear of the horniness I had been feeling. At least it was, until I saw a cute young black boy feeding the ducks at the edge of the pond. He could be no more than ten years old. He had a nice slender body, and very dark, smooth skin. I got an instant boner watching him giggle as he tossed breadcrumbs to the birds, who wrestled and splashed about; jostling to be the first to be fed. I could not help groping the outline of my eight-inch erection. I crept closer, looking round to make sure we were alone. He did not notice me standing just behind the large tree just a few feet from him. I shoved my waistband down and took hold of my dick, stroking myself and imagining what it would be like to walk over to him, yank down his pants and shove my cock deep inside of him. I could hear him moaning in my mind as I thrusted hard and rough through his tight boy-hole. I could practically feel his hot little tunnel gripping tight round my cock in a futile effort to push me out. I could feel his warm body against mine as I held him close and exploded in his depths. I wanted him right then and there. Pulling up my pants, I walked over to him and initiated conversation. "Hi there," I grinned, "What are you doing?" "Feeding the ducks," he smiled shyly. "Oh, I see. What's your name?" "Joey." "Nice to meet you, Joey. I'm Kwame." I extended my hand. He held it in his smaller one and we shook. His hand was soft and warm. Very nice. "You have a nice body, Joey," I complimented him as I knelt and fondled his chest. I caressed down his legs and back up along his back; paying special attention to his round buttocks. He moaned softly, which got me thinking that he was accustomed to this sort of treatment. I grinned broadly. "Have you been touched like this before, Joey?" "Yes." "By who?" "My uncle." "Do you like it Joey?" I whispered into his ear, slipping my hand into his underwear and nudging his asshole with my finger. He gasped and backed onto my digit. "Yes, I like it a lot!" he breathed. How lucky was I? To encounter such a sweet boy in such a perfectly secluded location. I lifted his shirt and sucked on his nipples. He moaned a bit louder, and his body shuddered. My cock had never been harder. I pressed my steel against Joey's thigh, sliding back and forth to let him know how much he had turned me on. "Let's go somewhere more private," I suggested. I led him into the stand of trees. As we walked deeper into the woods the sounds of humans grew fainter and fainter until they disappeared completely. We were totally alone. We found a small clearing and settled down in the leaf litter. I let Joey sit on my lap, and he gyrated his buttocks against my erection. "Your uncle does this to you often?" "Yes. He invites me to sleep over every weekend, and he fucks both me and my cousin." Hot! Damned hot! This sweet ten year-old getting boned by his horny uncle. I was doubly turned-on by the fact that his uncle fucked his own son as well as his nephew. I reached into his underwear again and slid my finger into his asshole. It gave easily and let me slide my digit all the way in. His hole was warm and tight, clamping down hard on my finger. My cock threatened to burst through my shorts at that point. I needed to fuck this boy! I stripped Joey naked. His five-inch prick was rock-hard. I kissed down his chest and stomach to his dick and engulfed it. He moaned softly as I bobbed along the length, polishing it with my saliva. I licked his small, hairless orbs; still tight up against his groin. He smelled fresh, with the mildest hint of sweat and popcorn. A very boyish fragrance. I stood and stripped naked as well. My cock throbbed heavily, drooling a string of precum. I saw Joey eyeing the clear nectar hungrily, and I grinned. He really did enjoy this activity with his uncle, didn't he? "Want to taste my nectar, Joey?" "Uh huh," he nodded. I brought my cock to his lips and he engulfed it, slurping on the head and drawing off all my warm, sticky precum. He moaned, bobbing back and forth over the head of my dick. I threw back my head and sighed. His soft lips felt so good. He couldn't take more than a three or so inches of my cock but what he could take, he worked over very well with that talented mouth. His uncle had trained him well. I slid my cock free and positioned Joey on all fours in the leaves with his smooth, round buttocks poking up. I caressed the globes then dove in, accurately spearing his hole with my tongue. He yelped, his body shuddering as I probed deeply. I pressed my tongue in as far as it could go then started swirling my tongue round. He cooed in delight. I repeated the motion, savoring his deep moans each time. I licked along the crack then started lapping just at the inside of the rim, flicking my tongue in and out. Again, he shuddered and moaned; backing his ass onto my tongue. Once he was nice and wet, I drooled saliva onto my cock-head and pressed it against his hole. "Ready, Joey?" "Uh huh," he moaned. I pressed myself in, sliding my entire length in with one smooth motion. Joey groaned. My cock had suddenly stretched his sphincter but the fact that he didn't scream let me know he had enjoyed it. I removed myself completely then plunged all the way in again. He cooed. I repeated the action and he moaned with deep satisfaction. Only then did I start to fuck. I placed my hands on his cute buttocks, my fingers hooked at his waist, and thrusted back and forth slowly, getting his warm, silky tunnel to open up some more. I clamped down on my steel, sucking viciously. I picked up the pace and soon, both of us were moaning and cussing; enjoying the other's body. He grunted with every thrust, and I was aroused by the visual of my big ebony cock sinking in and out of his wet dark-chocolate hole. I could not believe my luck! There in the middle of the forest, fucking a cute ten year-old boy! I wanted to change positions before I shot my cream. I positioned Joey on his back among the leaves. I pressed his knees to his chest and shoved back inside his warm depths, stretching out that tight little boy-hole. He bit his bottom lip as he stared into my eyes. I held his gaze as I started thrusting through him again. Harder, faster, and deeper I went; pounding him. My flesh slapping against his, I hammered my full length inside of him; nailing him to the forest floor with every thrust. He was squealing with pleasure by the time I was ready to cum; his legs trembling and his body shuddering. He gripped my wrists tightly as I entered the home stretch, mercilessly plowing his pouting asshole. "Ahhhh yeah, Joey! Here comes the cream! Here comes the cream!" I roared, and my entire body quaked as I blasted gallons of rich creamy goodness up Joey's quivering bowels. The sensation of being seeded sent him over the edge. He convulsed, moaning and talking gibberish as he experienced a powerful dry orgasm. His asshole held my dick in a vice-grip then started to spasm like crazy; draining the last of my cream from the cum-tube. Slowly, I pulled out of him. He lay still, breathing heavily for a few minutes then stood. He latched onto my cock and polished it well; leaving it hard as steel and shiny with his spit. I was ready to fuck him again. I knelt and kissed him gently on the lips. He reciprocated and soon, I was making out hot and heavy with the cute young boy; sucking hard on his tongue. I rubbed my erection against his leg, leaking precum down his thigh. Suddenly, he squeezed his thighs together around my cock. "My uncle plays this game with me. Shoot your cream between my legs," he grinned. I started thrusting between his legs. It felt odd but really good at the same time. I groped his buttocks as I continued, nudging his hole with my fingers. He winced and I stopped; realizing that I had made his hole sore with the rough fucking I had just given him. That realization turned me on even more. I imagined the way he would howl and wriggle; the way his tender boy-pussy would quiver round my cock. I thrusted harder and faster, grunting into his ear as I rested my head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around my neck and squeezed my cock tighter between his thighs. "Oh gosh, Joey! I'm about to cum!" I huffed. Sure enough, my cock erupted thick white spooge; which splattered over the carpet of leaves. He giggled, feeling my big cock pulsing rhythmically along his sensitive inner thighs. I wiped the last bit of oozing cream from the tip of my dick and fed it to Joey. He sucked it right off my finger then flashed me a broad grin. What a sweet boy! I savored one last caress of his smooth body, then we kissed again and got dressed. I took Joey's phone number and address; which he gave willingly, and gave him my cell number so he could call me anytime he wanted to play. I walked him back to the pond area, and watched as he ran off in the direction of the distant female voice calling his name in distress. Despite the fact that my cock remained hard as steel, I counted it a good day. I had gotten in some exercise with my jog, and I had fucked a cute young black boy. What more could I ask for? As I was about to leave, I noticed a cute red-headed white boy sitting on the nearby bench. He appeared to be about Joey's age. There was no one else nearby. Maybe he was lost, or had he separated himself from his family on purpose? Regardless, my cock was achingly hard at the sight of him. His pale skin; which contrasted with his bright hair, was such a turn on. I walked over and sat next to him. He grinned up at me, and I knew. I leaned back in the seat, exposing my tent. He reached over and kneaded it in his small hand. I pulled down the waistband of my shorts, revealing my eight-inch steel. Instantly, he wrapped his lips around the bulb. I folded my arms behind my head and relaxed, enjoying the boy's hot, wet mouth on my dick... - - - - - - - - - - - - - Feed back is appreciated, thanks. And please remember to donate to Nifty to keep the hot free stories flowing for a long time to come.