Date: Tue, 3 Mar 2015 19:35:31 +0100
From: Michael Arno <succumballs@googlemail.com>
Subject: The Garbage Man

This story is completely fictional and contains scenes which involve sexual
situations between youths and adults. If this type of material is offensive
to you or illegal for you to read, please do not read any further. This is
pure fantasy and should remain so. In no circumstances does the author
condones child abuse of any sort. Keep your fantasies to yourself !!
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THE GARBAGE MAN Part 1
by succumballs

Kevin had long wondered why the garbage man took so long to return the bins
to the garage. Nothing had ever gone missing in anyone's house in the
rolling Malibu hills. So one morning instead of going through the open
garage door he walked quietly to the side door and peeked through the
window. His eyes bulged when he saw Timmy, his curly blond haired blue eyed
angel boy, sucking the enormous purple black erection of Sam the garbage
man.

Timmy's pink lips and tongue swirled around the ridge of the purple glans
like it was his favourite candy. Ten, twelve, fourteen inches of black
shaft curved down toward Tim's eager mouth. Was Sam fully erect? Almost?
Had they just started? As Kevin watched he felt an alarming stirring in his
pants.

Sam had undone his strapped overalls exposing a beautiful muscled torso
with not a gram of fat, and a round ass like half basket balls. Kevin
unconsciously stroked his growing cock as he heard Sam say, "Take a deep
breath, Baby. We going down." His mouth fell open as he saw Sam slide the
entire horse cock down his blond angel's throat. Holding the boy's head he
ground the cock sucker's nose into his pubic hair.

Kevin stood perfectly still, except for panting and squeezing his erection,
not wanting his shadow to give away his presence. After what seemed a long
time Sam's long black shaft slid, oh god so slowly out of the boy's
throat. Tim kissed the tip before Sam laid it in the blond curls of the
boy's head and held his scrotum loaded with two heavy testicles. "Suck
Sammy's balls, Boy." Tim took the giants into his mouth with difficulty,
then pulled away to stretch the scrotum, like he'd done it a hundred times.

"That's it. Suck Sammy's sweaty black balls." After a moment he pulled them
slowly out of the boy's clutching mouth and turned around. Bending over and
pulling his ass cheeks apart he said, "Now rim Sammy's ass real good, white
boy."

Kevin was about to burst through the door when he heard, "Yeah, get my ass
nice and loose before you fuck it." He watched his young son, a baby, an
angel he thought, rim the black man's ass with hungry joy. Then he stood,
sporting a thick eight inch cock like his father's, and slowly inserted it
into the waiting ass pucker. "Oh, fuck yeah, Baby." Sam pulled his cheek
apart and sank back onto him full shaft. It slipped into the black anus
like a buttered finger. "Now fuck your nigga." Sam braced his elbows on his
thighs. "Uh huh, Baby. Do me right."

Sam curled down and sucked in his own cock head as Tim fucked his
ass. Slowly the door opened, and Tim's surprised eyes met his
father's. Kevin put his finger to his lips for silence and moved in front
of Sam where he grasped the mammoth black sex organ. Sam stood
startled. "Mr Corner." He stood and pushed back against Tim.

"Shush," Kevin said and squatted in front of the garbage man where he
examined the giant black snake. He hadn't sucked a cock since a hefty
football player made him do it in high school, an experience he hated but
never forgot, and often masturbated to. Now, on his knees in front of a
beautiful shining black body his heart pounded before this magnificent
organ he studied carefully, so shiny and smooth. So perfect and gigantic,
and so hard now that he was getting fucked. So fucking suckable. like a
ripe black fig.

"Black really is beautiful," Kevin whispered, undid his pants and licked
the apple sized glans into his mouth, perfumed by the dripping pre-cum. He
reached under the long shaft, weighed the immense testicles, like lemons,
full of juice. Reaching between the muscled thighs he felt his son's thick
cock slide in and out of the black anus. When he tried to push a finger
into the pucker along the cock shaft two hands grabbed his head.

Soon the giant black organ gagged him. "No." He pulled away. "I can't."

"Yes you can." An etherial voice southed him. "It's the need for it, baby."

"No." Kevin thought of the high school boy who throated him so roughly.

"Easy, Baby." Sam soothed the skittish man like a wild horse, massaged his
throat with his rough hand. "We going slow and easy. You're going to gag,
just like your son did, but we going down, as soon as you know you need
it. Oh, fuck baby. Gag some more. It's the only way. Yeah, like that. Your
son fucks my ass so good. So good I want to feed you some dick."

"No." Kevin's mind reeled. Gag, as the shining glans pushed the back of his
throat. "No." Another gag as his mouth opened wider. "Oh please." No, yes,
Kevin thought. What would Timmy think? No, yes, oh, god, yes. Can I?
Another, gentler gag as the huge smooth shaft rocked its way inside
him. "Ah, ahh." He panted as the giant horse cock pushed deeper. His hand
grasped the shaft. Not even half.

"That's it, Baby. Measure me. Take a good feel of what's going down. Your
throat's got to need it. You got to need it, and you do."

Gag. Spittle drooled off Kevin's chin. "Oh, god," he gasped when Sam pulled
out, gobbling forward to suck on the shining glans, as beautiful as an
ebony statue. He reached around to grasp the rock hard ass cheeks only to
feel his son's thick mast grinding in the black anus. Then hands holding
his head firmly and gagging him until he convulsed.

"Baby's got to get loose, like Timmy. Once it's in it goes all the way down
like smooth chocolate." Sam massaged the thick white throat. "You just got
to want it. And you do." The words like drumming in his mind. "You do. You
do, white man. Suck your candy stick. Eat your chocolate delight. Your
lightening rod gonna light you on fire. Eat me."

Another gag. Drooling, slobbering over the beautiful glans before it pushed
into him again. "Oh, god." Kevin braced himself.

"Open wide, Baby. Take a breath cuz here we go." Gag, and then the great
slide into infinity, into another world of pounding hearts, dripping cocks,
bursting lungs, and the need, the triumph. He wanted to say fuck my mouth,
but he couldn't utter a word.

Kevin held the ass cheeks his son fucked and waited. He thought he would
faint, but he didn't even gag. That was past. There was no room to
gag. Instead he felt a bliss beyond imagination. Like the Red Sea parting
his body accepted the long, thick black shaft as if the heavens had willed
it.

"Oh, Daddy loves it just like little Timmy." Sam pumped three or four
inches in and out, the rest of the thirteen inches planted deep in Kevin's
gut, and ground his cock sucker's nose into his short hairs. Kevin never
pushed him off. He once thought he might pass out.

But Sam knew the signs. Soon the long slide out began as Sam eased the
mammoth meat shaft out. Kevin's whole body rebelled, part of him begged for
air, the rest begged for the black snake on him again. He gobbled,
drooling, at the leaking prick head, so shiny and smooth and huge and ohhh,
"Do it again, Sam." He almost felt ashamed in front of his son.

This time Sam stood rotating on Timmy's shaft up his ass. He sighed and
said, "Eat it, rich white man. Suck your garbage man's big black cock until
I come down your hungry gut."

And Kevin did. The degradation in front of his son excited him now. His
cock drooled and twitched. He hyperventilated until he saw stars and the
eased the giant horse shaft down into his soul again.

This time Sam fucked harder, riding Tim's cock. "Fuck, yeah," he groaned
and savaged Kevin's throat who felt his whole body being town apart, the
giant cock heaving him back and forth, from side to side in a orgiastic
dance, a primitive ritual of pounding meat and slapping balls. He steadied
himself by holding Sam's ass cheeks, the hard round muscles that lifted him
into a trance.

His fingers crept toward the anus ring being pounded by his son. Two, then
four finger pulled the ring apart, then slipped in along side his son's
thick shaft. The more pounding his son gave, the more his throat was
ravaged. Like a jungle dance his son brought him to some rite of passage,
pushing the black cock into him with his white shaft. He floated in this
dream world until Sam said, "Here we go."

Then he pulled out of Kevin's throat and slapped his spit slick black prick
over the white face. Kevin gasped for air. His tongue reached out of a wide
open mouth to catch the flying glans that played catch-me-if-you-can with
the dazed white cock sucker. Then the shaft impaled him again, all at once,
in a glorious throat shafting.

And then Kevin felt it, first the swelling over his lips, then in his mouth
and throat. The giant horse geyser was shooting. In him. Yes. His whole
body begged. He instinctively grabbed the shining black balls that were
tight against the shaft's base unloading their heavy cargo. His fingers
went immediately to the black anus and dug in, pulling the shaft deeper,
feeling his son's cock swell and pump semen into Sam's hot wet hole.

Then after a few moments he felt what he saw his son experience, the slow
withdrawal of the huge black shaft, half hard but spent now. Still
hypnotising, demanding to be wanted, cherished. He held the testicles to
keep the glans pressed against the back of his throat. After getting his
breath back he throated the black beauty again, softly now, bewitched but
calm, happy like a new acolyte ready to worship the shaft of life.

When it had shrunk to its seven inch softness he turned Sam around, bent
him over the work table and spread his ass cheeks. Kevin wanted his son to
see him suck the purple brown pucker and drink his son's spunk from the
black anus.

Sam held the blond head to his ass and squirted sperm into the open mouth,
then packed his cock away and stood. "Got to go now." He grinned and was
gone for the week. On his knees Kevin pulled his son to him and licked the
anus slime from his pulpy cock, so thick and smooth like his own. Then he
stood. "Oh, Timmy," he whispered. "What happened? You're all grown up."

"Let's go inside, Daddy. I want to fuck your ass. I want to see you coming
while I'm fucking you. Get you ready for Sam next week."

"Tim, I haven't been fucked since high school." Kevin felt half worried,
half excited.

"Wow, you've been missing a lot then. These hills are full of cock
suckers."

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