Date: Mon, 19 Jul 2004 10:50:20 EDT
From: Jarrod749@aol.com
Subject: Black and White for Freeplay.  Chapter 5.

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read materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story
contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys. The acts are
consensual and are a result of their love or lust for one another. Please write:
jarrod749@aol.com. I would love to hear if you like my story. Black and White for
Freeplay.  Chapter 5.

His face was roughly scrunched, squeezed and distorted by Myah's and David's
hands as he looked blankly into their smiling pursed-lipped faces. Arjay and
Teddy went to work on his nipples. They all giggled as different parts of Keith
jerked and jumped with each pinch and tweak. They loved when they pulled the
nipples way up and extended, and released 'em and they stayed out like cow
teets for a few seconds till they shriveled back down to his chest.
   Eli and Dwayne took charge of Keith's boy parts. Eli started to milk
Keith. The poor l'il whitetail was startin' to bump and bounce in their laps, with
the scintillating ministrations of all his tender boy skins. Dwayne was
squeezing Keith's tender balls. He squeezed
harder....harder....HARDER....."AHHHEEEEEEEYIIIOWOWOWOW!!!!!" screamed their little white pussy.  Then he shot a
tremendous rope straight up...landing on his belly....Myah cuffed it up as he
continued to shoot, and fed it him.
   Dwayne gathered up all Keith's nutsack skin and twisted and twisted the
shrivelly ball skins till Keith let out with another blood curdler.
   The men watched side by side on the couch right down the row of boys, and
slapped hands as Keith jerked, and jumped and snapped his head and body from
side to side and up and right and down and left....and ohhhh, he was shooting
again!

Black and White for Freeplay.  Chapter 5.

   Dock was so drawn to watching Keith's toes seem to wiggle, squirm, stiffen
and splay in all directions at once, he couldn't resist, and scootched up to
he edge of his seat to finger his long digits into Keith's squigglin' toes,
and his heart stabbed him as the toes of Keity's right foot, closed and gripped
the diddlin' Dock digit. His semi-hard and hooded masher sprung hard and was
nudgin' his tight black abs, lubin' prefuck juice to his belly.

   He sat back to ponder his huge pud, and watch the boys work young
'whitetail' blue.

   The boys were playing musical chairs, with Eli and Dwayne now taking the
chairs at Keith's head, and the others moved down...Myah and Dave now working
Keity's tits, and Arjay and Teddy took up their posts at his cock and nuts.
They agreed to swap off milkin' and nut squeezin' so they could both joy Keith to
the max. Arjay squeezed Keith's nuts, and as his mouth siren went off, Eli
and Dwayne sqwooshed his cheeks up to get different melodies out of the screamee
meemie in their hands.
"Ohhhh, weeeeishhhh, nnnghhuhuh, owwoweeeeeeeee...pweeeeeezzzzzz!!!" Keith's
smooth, firm young body, jerked, and twitched this way and that and all over
the boys' thighs where he so uncomfortably lay.
   "Eli said, "Mannnn...listen at him....he love it man. He love it!"

   Teddy resumed the milking Eli had so expertly drawn two cums with. The
tickly painful tingly surging through Keity was the result of the combined double
nipple pinch and pull, the tying and twisting of Keith's nutskins between
Arjay's hands, and
Teddy's wild boyjackin'. In no time, and like clockwork, young whitetail went
off like Old Faithful again....and for the first time everyone noticed that
the already famous  cannon shots were shortening...and their juicy content was
diminishing as well....but his "Ummmmnnnngggggghhh," groans were the same, as
was the bucking and bouncing cum-wracked, up-hunchin' body.

   The dads burped and belched, high fivin' and clickin' their beer cans
together with every 'Whitetail' quake and quiver as the boys continued to ply
Keityboy's body in Freeplay. Soon the boys swapped chairs once more so that all
boys had now worked all parts of the whitetail placed in their charge for
readiness training.

   After while, Keith no longer gave up any spooge. He had been milked dry by
the first two boy pairs, and Myah and Dave milked him to four more gut
wrenching dry cums that provided a whole new symphony of sound from their boy tool.

   Dock came up with a huge black dildo, which he passed to his brothers for
inspection....and comparison to their own huge rods. They wanted to be certain
that the biggest tools enjoyed by Keith, were their own...that is until the
soon to be planned visit to Grampa Bubba's farm....and the truncheon he carried
between his sturdy boy fuckin' thighs.

   After almost an hour of beerin' it up for the men, and funnin' the pussy
for the boys, Keith was lifted from his gurney of black teen thighs, and stood
to his feet with his hands set one to the root of his boydick, and the other
to his butt so he could sink a finger through his readi-hole....and work it.
While the boys all sat between and around the feet of the big men, Myah and
David brought soda and bags of chips for the kids to snack on while Keity
performed his first solo for his near 'family'.

   "Give us a number boy," said Dock as he started to clap, the others
joining in, and Keity trembled and shaked on the end of his finger while whipping
his prick. He had looked questioningly at Dock...not knowing what they wanted,
but just the nature of his finger fuckin' already begun at the assisting hand
of Arjay, his whole sweet pinky-white body a-tremble, rocking to the
electricity of a painfully milked boyprick being pumped yet again to the beat of the
clapping men and boys...knees and butt bendin' and buckin', his toes splaying up
and stiffening and curling under in no particular order or cadence.

   Keity cried as he kept pulling and fingering and bucking into yet another
drycum, whereupon he seemed to like hang in place motionless for several
seconds before crumbling to floor gasping and sucking breaths and sobbing
convulsively.

   Dock picked him up, practically one-arming him under his tail with the
boy's left arm around Dock's neck and they went off to the bathroom for Dock to
administer soothing moisturizing lotion to Keity's dickpole. Even the big hand
soothing body lotion to the raw and painful boyprick brought renewed cries and
tears from the  pain zinging whitetail's sphinctering body.

   As they returned to the main room, Dock was giving his pussyboy
instructions and he placed Keith down of the floor on his tail, and handed him the big
black dildo, and all at once the men and boys were up and chanting,
clapping...."Whitetail, Whitetail, Whitetail..."

   As Keith rolled up onto his shoulders, obviously directed by Dock's
instructions, he brought the lotion swabbed dildo to his toybox, and the boys jumped
and cheered as it went through Keith's boycunt so quickly to their maximum
joy, and, Keity jolted himself when he hit his joy button and his prick jumped
too. In a sing-song routine, while the pinky-pussy white boy self-pummeled his
tooltail, Keith warbled, "Oh my sirs....unggh...I...uh...umm....love...." and
then got hung up....his eyes welling trying to remember Dock's words...but all
the boys had heard them before and started coaching their cunt boy..."BIG
BLACK DICK" FOOL," they said in unison as they cheered and praised
themselves...then listened for their young whiteboy faggot say,"
......oh...uh...yeh...love...um uh Big Black Dick...sirs....oh sirs I-I  I need fuckin' sirs...real
fuckin' by my whiteboy....fuck...ummm, 'family'"....and now he rambled...."black
cock all for...umm..uh...me...sirs...more cock to ...unnngh...suck....eat...oh
pleeeeeease sirs....fuck meeeeeeeeee!!!! FUCK MEEEEE!!!"
   The six cheering boys were jumping around beside themselves, chest
bumping, dick smacking, and fiving at the jump, as Keity became family and joined
them in the most vital family function....Freeplay for all....and that prob'ly
meant next week was gonna be at the farm and Grampa and all he had to offer.
   Dock and his brothers, 'the big footers' all, clasped hands in a team
grip, and Dock nodded to Uncle Jason, who acknowledged. He rose from the coach and
padded his big black bare naked feet to Keith's dildo reaming pussyboy body.
He picked the boy up like a bag of cement over his shoulder....dildo stickin'
up, and went down the hall to Dock's room....and after a quiet few moments,
great smiles and loud laughter broke out as they heard Jason command, "Ride it,
white boy...ride!!"
   The whole apartment seemed to rumble from the new center of funs in Dock's
bedroom.....then all was quiet. 'Som-mit, som-mit" and Uncle Jason's
barefootie pitter pat brought him to the main room, and called, "Jesse! The boy be
needin' yo' cock, mah brutha."

   When Uncle Jesse reached the bedroom, he leaned to door jamb to take in
the scene. Keith was there...in the middle of the bed, over on his head and
knees with his prettyboy ass facing door....oozing the cream of 'family'. Jesse
all at once leap-frogged to the bed and over Keith was hover-straddling the boy,
facing the kid's feet. He stood up pulling Keith's feet in the air and
ordered, "Push up wit'cher hands, boy, and do a handstand fuck wit'cho new daddy."
    Keith was making a three point stand with his elbows bent and standing on
his head and took the royal rammin' from  Uncle Jesse. "Fuck you...fuck you,
boy!" Jesse railed as he reverse rammed the upwards bend of his prick through
the upside down boy's toybox. Keith experienced whole new sensations in that
back room, and his squealing and wheezy sounds brought all the boys and men
charging down the hall to the door to watch.
    They stared, mouths hung open, sweat beading on every one of them as
Keity just mumbled, blubbering non stop, his tongue sucking in and out, almost
singing in warbly wails, "O-oh-oh, f-f-f-uh-uh-ukk me..da-ah-da-dy."
    Seven hard prongs stood against the bellies of seven black men and boys,
some digging into their belly buttons and depositing cock spittle...others
searching further above their navels.
    Oh my, Willie Whitetail! How he wailed! The joy of Jesse jammin'!
    Yes, it was true....Keity was riding Jesse's cockpony to exhaustive boy
pleasure.
But it was truly a pleasure that, if any of the them there that day had
witnessed before, they sure couldn't 'member.
    The boy was approaching the hysterical. Is there really too much
joy...too much pleasure.....too much ecstasy? 'Cause if there is, this surely was it.
Uncle Jesse's arms folded around Keith's calves, as the upturned boy's feet
and toes free-formed above Jess' head, wiggling, stiffening, and splaying out
and about as if to dance in some ballet fantasy. The chicken skin raised all
over Keith's pinky-whiteness clearly displayed his exhilaration. Below, at one
point, they saw Keith leave his hand stand....to wrap his arms behind his back
and tightly about Jesse's legs....to stretch his neck and bend his head
backward, to face down to Jesse's feet...to his toes....to lick those tickly,
wiggling big, black toes as they curled first up, then under as Keity's tongue wildly
attacked them. Jesse himself couldn't resist nuzzling the inside of Keith's
legs. He burrowed his gleaming blackness between Keith's contrasting white
knees which seemed to frame Jesse's leg-sucking face.
    Myah was standing by watching, frothing at the sight of his best bud
being so expertly served. He whipped his giant dong feverishly and bucked in the
doorway in a sweat not much different from the others who were now surging into
the room in the building frenzy Jesse had generated here before them.
    Myah broke through and got to his knees on the bed to take his so well
milked bud's cock into his mouth. Keith's head jerked front to see legs folding,
settling into a squat of mocha delight before him. Keith gave up a tiny yelp
with the touch to his sore and sensitive pullet by Myah's sealing lips and
swarshing tongue. His instinctive body quake jolted Uncle Jesse and Myah whose
hands felt the boy's body tremor. Myah helped Keith raise his head up between
his legs where the boy was easily fed by Myah's 9 inches of black velvety
firmness. Keith knew immediately that his throat could accommodate the whole of that
delightful stalk from this upside-down position, but for the moment he merely
swabbed the first three inches giving a tingling joy that made Myah's entire
body shiver.
    It was like the dam broke at the door jamb broke when Myah swooped in to
envelop his friend. His friends and cousins surged around Uncle Jesse, Myah
and Whitetail up on the wobbly mattress. Everyone searched for a piece of Keith
to service.
    By now, Keith was hanging from Jesse's strong, leg-wrapping arms. Dock
and Uncle Jase moved in to the room as well. Their height gave them an option
the others didn't have....that they could look down on Keity's feet
bottoms....and they each took hold of one of Keith's wrinkly foot soles, and those two big
tongues seemed to cover their entirety. Keith's feet stretched all out and
then curled up trying to wrap around the spit-tickly, sucking tongues. Dwayne
and Eli and Teddy and Arjay moved in pairs to each of Keith's sides and took his
hand in theirs before filling them with their slick black wicks. David tried
to find a place for his hefty young manhood, and then a big smile broke over
his face and he stepped over Keith's turned up neck and shoulders. He and Myah
doubled cocked Whitetail's face. Instead of pummeling the kid's mouth as
before, the boys slowly slippy-slided their hands over and back on their burgeoning
meat, smoothing the boy's neck as well....filling his mouth even more. Their
knowledge that Keith was 'family' now gave them no urgency to take his mouth
and get off....there was plenty of time to freeplay all the rest of the
day....and many more days on into the future.
    However, not of a mind to be deprived....Uncle Jesse was reaching his
point of no return. He was the primary hold on Keith's precariously dangling
body. But everybody else was participating in some way by holding or feeling a
part of the spasming boy, and they all felt the wildly building frenetic boy
wracking butt fuck Jesse threw into l'il Whitetail as he came long, and hard and
deep with only a few soft grunts, and an "Um-um-um," of satisfaction. Unca
Jesse's legs trembled violently as he cum-plowed his pussyboy. The whole mattress
trembled.
    Smiles all around as the boys and uncles joined in the pleasure surging
through Jesse's body as he seeded whitetail's silky cavern.
    Everyone, especially the kids, was on fire from the stimulation they
sought from each part of Keith they got to play with, but they all pulled back
unfulfilled for the moment, again knowing there was plenty of fun time to come.
They boys lifted Keith and laid him out on his belly with his legs bent back
and spread on a reclining Uncle Jason, who had gotten on the bed.
    To be of 'Freeplay' is to know of cock and boypussy, but every freeplayer
has a specialty. Bunghole play is Uncle Jason's expertise. The boys all sat
around the edge of the big bed as Uncle Jason sought to open up the toybox that
was Keith's boypussy. He then pointed to each boy, who in turn would finger
through Keity's hole for some Unca Jesse syrup....and then reach under Keith's
face for his mouth with it. When they had complete the 'Whitetail' manjam feed
from his butthole, the kids loved to watch the patience of Jase as he
searched and explored those moist, filmy, fluttery lips....the squeeze muscle, and
those very pleasure giving moist, soft walls of cock soothing toyboy tunnel.

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