Date: Mon, 1 Oct 2001 21:01:43 +0200
From: fleetwood <fleetwood@3i.co.za>
Subject: our Italian storekeeper ( interacial)

I had just turned 13 and as a normal young teenager my hormones were
on a route march of their own through my teenage body.  I had a
swimmers build with curly blonde hair and big blue eyes and a thick 7"
cock that was driven solely by the raging hormones.  I sprung hard-on's
at the most inconvenient times and with slender girlish legs and a thick
7" cock bulging obscenely from the crotch it was most embarrassing.
I received permission from my parents to find myself an after school
job to help towards my pocket money and as luck would have it, all the
newspaper routes had been taken, luckily I was in the local store when
Mr.  Deangelo the Italian store owner placed an advert in the window.

I approached him immediately and requested the job which entailed,
sweeping and tidying and stacking shelves.  It paid 5$a week which to
me was fortune, I was hired and told to start the next day. Mr.Deangelo
had a very heavy Italian accent and he stood a good 6 ft. 2", with the
typical dark swathy Italian complexion and he resembled the singer
Dean Martin only darker and I couldn't help noticing the thick hair
patch protruding from the opening of his white shirt, just about the
top button and his huge hands were covered in black hair that ran the
length of his thick fingers, right up to his elbows.  He more a navy
blue apron and he carried a pencil behind his ear that drew attention
to his dark eyes that looked almost black.  He had thick eyebrows and
a thick bushy moustache which was the same jet black as his thick mop
of hair.  Mr Deangelo was in his mid forties and although he had big
muscular shoulders and arms he was beginning to show signs of a paunch.
He had broad hips and a big muscular butt that stretched his grey
flannel trousers with long heavy legs.

"You'll work from 3 to 7.30 pm.  So you make sure your parents, they
don't complain."  Said Mr Deangelo in his broken english as he half
smiled and half leered at me.
I nodded enthusiastically as I mounted my bike and peddled like crazy
to share my good fortune with my parents.  They received the news with
a few queries as to, was I prepared to give up my playing time and 7.30
was kinda late.  My father said he would talk to Mr Deangelo but I
pleaded with them to allow me that time as I would be paid less if I
asked for an earlier shift and I quickly explained that he might think
I was not mature enough for the job.  My parents relented and I could
hardly sleep that night for thinking about my new adventure.  The next
day at school dragged by and eventually I arrived at the store.

Mr Deangelo walked me round the store and explained everything, then he
showed me the storeroom at the back of the store.  It was a huge room
with only a back door for loading.  It had no windows and had to have
the lights on when anyone was in there, off to the left was a small
toilet, with a basin and mirror.  Mr Deangelo then handed me a broom
and a matching apron and told me to get on with it.  I swept the shop
and tidied the shelves then Mr Deangelo told me to sweep the storeroom.
I began at the back and as I reached the small toilet I checked my
watch and it was almost 7 pm.  I marvelled to myself at how quickly the
time passed and was busy sweeping the toilet when Mr Deangelo entered
and stepped up to the small urinal.  I attempted to pass but his huge
frame blocked me into the corner and before I could excuse myself he
unzipped his fly and reached into his great flannels.

"No need to be shy, we both men!"  Said Mr Deangelo as he extracted a
huge thick brown cock and rolling back the foreskin he exposed a large
cockhead shaped like a helmet and preceded to urinate a strong stream
into the bowl.

I was mesmerised as I couldn't tear my eyes off the huge cock, I had
seen my father's cock when he was in the bathroom but he was no where
near as big Mr Deangelo whose cock was still soft but almost as long as
mine when I was hard.

"Aha! So you see Italian sausage for the first time! exclaimed the Mr
Deangelo as he rolled his foreskin right back and slowly squeezed his
huge cock,"these is nothing you should see him happy!"

I jumped visibly and blushed at being caught staring and as I tore my
eyes away from the huge cock and up to the big Italian's eyes I realised
he was smiling and wasn't angry at all.  I smiled sheepishly and nodded
as my eyes were drawn once again to the huge cock.  The strong stream
of urine stopped and the big hairy hand holding the huge cock, shook it
slowly to expel the last drops.  Instead of returning his cock to his
pants, the Italian squeezed and slowly wanked his cock.

"You like if I show you him happy?"  Queried Mr Deangelo as he fondled
himself and watched me closely.

Again I nodded and took a small step closer, I looked worriedly towards
the doorway but the big Italian reassured me that everything was locked
up for the evening and we wouldn't be disturbed.

I immediately thought, "he planned this, the old bugger" but it didn't
worry me as I was already resigned to the fact that I was gay but had
never told anyone except my best friend, when we wanked each other off
at a sleep over.

Mr Deangelo turned towards me, blocking the doorway completely, not that
I would have been drawn from that stopped by 50 wild horses.  I felt my
cock thickening in the confines of my unpants.  Mr Deangelo was wanking
himself slowly and his "Italian sausage" was getting bigger and thicker.

"Yes!  Soon you will see "Salami"!"  Breathed Mr Deangelo as his
wanking increased.

His cock was as thick as the salamis that hung in the store and almost
as long.  The huge cockhead was a dark purple with a big vein running
down the long thick brown shaft.  Mr Deangelo began unbuttoning his
trousers and once unbuttoned he pushed them and his boxers down,
exposing his huge cock with a bush of pubic hair crowning the base of
the monstrous cock.  Below hung a pair of huge balls that matched the
big throbbing cock above and they nestled between big hairy thighs. I
stepped closer, mesmerised by the enormous throbbing cock that was
leaking precum from the big puffy slit.

"You like to touch my salami?"  Chuckled the big Italian man as he
thrust his hips forwards.

I nodded enthusiastically and reached for the big brown cock, my hand
only just encircled the thick throbbing shaft.

"Aah!  Aah yes!  You like my salami huh?  Groaned the big Italian as
his cock twitched and throbed.

I moved my hand back along the thick shaft squeezing as I went, drawing
the heavy foreskin back to expose the huge strawberry helmet shaped
cockhead.  I huge cock broadened as my hand need the base and I had to
use two hands to encircled the base, driving my hands into the thick
bushy pubic hair and stretching the skin taunt along the shaft, I felt
the monstrous cock throbbing in my hands as I squeezed the base causing
blood to pump into the already massive cock. The huge strawberry head
turned colour from strawberry to a dark maroon and it expanded in size.
I had learned this technique by doing it to myself and on Mr Deangelo
the results were spectacular,the big man groaned and thrust his hips
towards me in a steady rocking motion, fucking his huge cock between
my squeezing hands.  Precum oozed from the slit in long silvery ropes
and I lent forward and licked the slit, savouring the copious precum.
Opening my mouth as wide as I could I crammed the huge cockhead into my
mouth, my jaw stretched and I swirled my tongue to lubricant it for
further entry.
"Mama mia!  Oh yes!"  Groaned Mr Deangelo as he watched the boy sucking
vigorously on his huge cock.

The kid had just gone up in his estimation  and he made a mental note
to give him a raise to encourage him to stay and not consider leaving
and he mentally patted as own back for hiring him who. He hadn't had a
mouth on his cock in years as his wife was as friget as a fucking ice
cube.  For the last five years she had flatly refused his huge cock,
complaining that it hurt her pelvic.  He had had his cock wanked but the
young boys he'd employed were to scared to suck it and he had always
become impatient with them but this bambino was going to last as long
as he could keep him.

I tried as hard as I swallow as much of that huge cock as I could but
after three inches and the huge head I gagged, although I sucked and
wanked for all I was worth.  I reached beneath and grasped the huge
nuts hang provocatively beneath and while squeezing and tugging as I
sucked caused Mr Deangelo to cry out like a wild animal and thrust.  His
monstrous cock lodged in my throat has what seemed like gallons of hot
cum exploded from it.  I gagged and swallow desperately as the old man
groaned and swore in Italian.  When he finally extracted his monstrous
weapon from my mouth, he had tears pouring down his cheeks and he hugged
me to him tightly as his still hard cock jabbed me in the chest.

"Now I suck you my little bambino!"  Stated Mr Deangelo as he knelt
before me.

The large Italian man yanked my pants and unpants down in one movement
releasing my thick throbbing 7" cock with precum drooling from the slit
in strands.  Mr Deangelo grasped my cock at the base and drawing my
foreskin back he wanked it 3 times then he squeezed, forcing blood into
it.  He then proceeded to lick the precum and my cockhead, tickling it
with his bushy moustache and causing me to groan out loud, this made
him chuckle as he engulfed my throbbing cockhead.  He sucked as he
wanked and I thrust, trying to penetrate the hot wet cavern surrounding
my cock.

"Aah!  Aah!  Yes Mr Deangelo!  Suck me!  Oh yes!"  I groaned as I grasped
the big man's head between my hands and tried desperately to fuck those
thick Italian lips.

Mr Deangelo grasped my balls in his other hand and as he sucked my cock
he massaged and fondled my balls.  Slowly he engulfed my cock into his
mouth until I was sliding down his velvety throat.  I had never experienced
this sensation before and as his throat massaged me I felt my orgasm
rushing through every nerve in my body.  He moved his mouth up and
down the shaft, keeping me embedded in his throat and the sight of that
thick bushy moustache merging into my pubic hair, thrust me over the
edge.  I cock convulsed and I actually felt the cum shoot from the slit
as Mr Deangelo's throat milked my throbbing cock.  My body danced a
spastic jig and Mr Deangelo's strong hairy hands held me, supporting me
as I climaxed.  Once I had come down to earth, I looked down at Mr
Deangelo who was still kneeling and licking my still hard cock clean.

"Gee thanks Mr Deangelo!  That was the best blow job I've ever, ever
had."  I gushed.

"The pleasure she ease all mine!"  Laughed Mr Deangelo as he arose from
his kneeling position, "tomorrow we must fetch some delivery, you ask
your Papa to work late and I pay extra, okay?"

I nodded vigorously as I stuffed my cock back into my pants and left
through the back door.I peddled home as fast as I could, reliving every
moment and as soon as I had permission from my parents to work late
the next day I rushed upstairs to my room and proceeded to wank myself.
Before I went to sleep I wanked myself again thinking of today with Mr
Deangelo and waiting in anticipation for tomorrow.  The next day
dragged by and I couldn't wait for the last bell.  I peddled like crazy
until I reached the store and rushed inside breathless.  I went about
the usual chores and was rewarded with an occasion wink from Mr Deangelo
although we never got to the toilet.  When the store was locked up, I
went to the toilet in anticipation but Mr Deangelo called and announced
that we were going to load up supplies.  We climbed into his truck and
rambled across town to an old warehouse.  We were met by a middle aged
black man who greeted Mr Deangelo familiarity and they departed to his
office.  I loaded the supplies and waited by the truck, suddenly Mr
Deangelo appeared and called me to follow him and he headed back to
the office.

We entered the office and I was introduced to Mr Jarrett who was about
Mr Deangelo's age and build.  He had a completely bald head with typical
negroid features, heavy brow, thick broad nose and thick fleshy lips.
His complexion was very dark and his thick bull neck ran into huge
muscular shoulders and chest, with a thick torso and broad hips that fell
squarely into thick muscular thighs with a large ample bulge nestled
between them.  He wore loose track pants and a sleeveless track top.
He shook my hand warmly and held it in his huge black one is he offered me
a chair, I sat down and he perched himself on the edge of his desk.  The
pose thrust his hips forwards and displayed the huge bulge at his crotch.

I stared openly and when he caught me he winked and smiled, I smiled
back and turned to Mr Deangelo who nodded his approval.

"Hey bambino, you like to see some big black sausage, yes?"  Asked the
big Italian as he fondled himself openly.
I nodded vigorously and looked to Mr Jarrett who smiled and squeezed
himself, his big black hand cupped his ample bulge.

"Here I am, help yourself!"  Smiled the big black man.

I needed no second bidding, I stood and reaching for the elastic on
the track pants I pulled his trousers down, a jockstrap cradled the
ample bulge and I wasted no time in dragging that down the thick black
muscular thighs to release a big thick black uncut cock.  It equalled Mr
Deangelo's but was only slightly thinner.  It slowly unravelled and in
it's semi erect state I estimated it to be about 7 or 8 inches, with a
thick vein running the full length of the shaft and the foreskin was
partly rolled back showing a purple cockhead with a puffy slit.
Nestled beneath was a pair of huge balls that out sized Mr Deangelo's
by comparison and he had a healthy pair.

I wasted no time in grasping it and rolling the foreskin back to expose
the big purple helmet shaped cockhead.  I proceeded to wank the big
black cock and it responded, growing longer and thicker until it was
rock hard and throbbing.  Mr Jarrett dragged his shirt off, revealing
a muscular torso that was covered in crisp tight curly black hair.  His
big nipples were almost purple, matching his cockhead and he grasped
them between thumb and forefinger, squeezing and stretching them out as
I explored his monstrous cock and balls.  Weighing them in my white
hands as I noted the shape of the big black cock matched Mr Deangelo's
exactly, thick and flaring down to the base making it almost as thick
as Mr Deangelo's.
His pubic hair was bushy and the cock was 11" which I measured to verify
MrJarrett's statement and I wanked it would both hands as I licked
around the big shiny purple cockhead, concentrating on the thick ridge
that ran the circumference and causing the big black man to groan. I
then opened my mouth and engulfed the big purple head causing Mr Jarrett
to cry out and stretch his nipples further.

"Oh yeah baby!  Wow what a hot little mouth you have!  Yeah suck that
nigga meat!"  Groaned Mr Jarrett as he eased more black cock into my
eager mouth.

From the corner of my eye I saw Mr Deangelo wanking is huge Italian cock
as he stared at me sucking Mr Jarrett.  He smiled encouragement and I
held out my hand for his cock which he hastily placed into it.  I sucked
the big black cock as I wanked the big thick white one wanked and I was
a teenager in absolute bliss.

"I'm true huh?  I not tell you him very hot and how you say "horny"!
Chuckled the big Italian as he thrust his hips in steady rythme to my
wanking.

"Yeah!  Your bambino is sure hot!"  Groaned the big black man as he gave
his balls a tug and stretched the scrotum down, outlining his huge black
nuts.  I swallowed more cock as I watched the big black hand dragging
on the huge balls.

I was busy on Mr Jarrett for about 10 minutes when I felt his cock
twitch and begin to thicken, then the big black man began wailing like
an animal as I anticipated his nearing climax and sucked harder while
I wanked the thick black shaft with my free hand.  Cum erupted from Mr
Jarrett and the hot thick liquid flooded my mouth.  I swallowed as fast
as I could but still it oozed from the corners and ran down my chin.
I sucked as hard as I could, squeezing the thick shaft just as hard and
listening to the big black man curse, encourage and wail like a wounded
animal until his cock stopped pumping hot cum into me and he eventually
pulled his cock away,laughing that it was super sensitive.
I quickly turned my mouth onto Mr Deangelo and crammed his monstrous
weapon into it as I sucked and wanked him he reached for his balls and
massaged them.  The big Italian didn't last very long, my show with the
black man had turned him on and within a short time he was shooting
thick ropes of cum into my mouth and wailing as loudly as Mr Jarrett.
When I finally withdrew the thick Italian cock from my mouth the 2 men
announced that they were going to blow me together.

They stripped me down and Mr Jarrett commented on my big cock for a boy
my age.  Then they stood me on the desk and they both licked my throbbing
cock from base to head with one on each side.  Their thick tongues
lapping my throbbing shaft had me groaning and moaning as I grasped
their heads and thrust hard trying to face fuck them.
Mr Jarrett engulfed my cock, his thick brown lips suctioned around the
head of my cock and he sucked as he swirled his tongue.  I cried out
and grabbed his head as I thrust my throbbing cock into his mouth and
he began bobbing his head as he sucked me harder, going to deep throat
and then working back up to the the head.  Mr Deangelo licked and
sucked my nipples then my balls, his thick bushy moustache tickled my
balls as he suctioned onto them and when I looked down the 2 big men
were wanking each other.  I grasped Mr Jarrett's head and fucked his
thick brown lips as he sucked me meanwhile Mr Deangelo moved behind
me and first he kissed each butt cheek then he spread them and licked
up and down the cleft, concentrating on my butt-hole, swirling his tongue
around the rossette. Then he placed his mouth over my butt-hole and
sucked hard, I cried out in passion and almost screamed when he thrust
his tongue into my whole, fucking me with it.He forced his tongue into
me as far as it could go and lapped the walls of my shute while sucking
on the outer rim.
The sensation was incredible, my cock jerked and thickened and Mr
Jarrett moaned in appreciation. I groaned and ground my pubic hair into
the black man as his lips pressed against me.  Mr Deangelo worked I
butt-hole until I shot my load down Mr Jarrett's throat, wailing like
the 2 grown had.  My cock convulsed and I shot load after load into the
big black man's mouth as he sucked and swallowed.I had never experienced
such a mind shattering orgasm before.  My body did have obscene spastic
dance as white fire fled through every nerve in my body and it ended in
the tip of my throbbing cock at the very moment it hit my head.
Once I had regained my senses I sucked both men off a second time,
taking a little longer and savouring their huge cocks,  and trying
desperately to swallow as much cock as I could to return the favour
they had done on mine.  Both men rewarded me with large copious amounts
of cum which I greedily swallowed and licked and sucked for more.

On the way home  I extracted Mr Deangelo's huge Italian cock and
proceeded to wank and suck him again until he was so distracted he had
to pull off the road, where upon I dragged his trousers down and while
I sucked I massaged his huge balls and slowly moved my hand back behind
his balls.  He lifted as broad hips hand I reached back, finding his
hairy butt-hole and I rubbed my finger around the puckered rossette
until he groaned for me to insert my finger.  While I sucked his cock I
fingered his hole and he urged me to insert another and another until
was frigging his butt-hole with 3 fingers.  He dragged his trousers off
and kneeling on the seat he presented his" huge butt to me and demanded I
fuck him.  Surprised and willing I got behind him and positioned my cock
but before I could enter he produced a jar of lubricant and smeared my
throbbing thick 7" cock liberally.  Then he guided my cockhead against
his butt-hole and reaching behind me he grasped my hips and as he pulled
me forwards he thrust himself back and my cock plunged into him to the
hilt.  We both cried out simultaneously and he held me tightly until
his butt-hole stopped spasming around my cock.  Then he began pushing
backwards and urged me to fuck him.  I responded by thrusting until he
began directing my movements and when I was long dicking him he gyrated
his hips.  His butt-hole milked my cock and although I wanted it to
last my climax rushed up and I exploded into his bowels.  He held me
tightly into himself as he wanked himself and when he climaxed his hot
tunnel squeezed and caressed my throbbing cock making me grown and
thrust deeply.  I extracted my cock and Mr Deangelo sucked and licked
me clean while I returned the favour.  He dropped me off at home and
carried on to the store telling me to fetch my bike tomorrow and
promising me lots more fun.

I floated into the house and swallowed my dinner in a haze after which
I fained exhaustion and crept into bed where I wanked and fingered
my butt-hole in exploration of a new sensation and conjured up a fantasy
of Mr Deangelo fucking my tight butt-hole.  I climaxed hard from my
fantasy and who knows maybe one day soon it could happen, hell maybe
I could be fucked by Mr Deangelo and Mr Jarrett.  I smiled dreamerly as
I drifted off to sleep.