From: an576732@anon.penet.fi (Abra-melin)
Reply-To: an576732@anon.penet.fi
Date: Thu, 20 Jun 1996 22:13:11 UTC
Subject: THE AD - (M/M, w/s, belly-punching)

Standard disclaimer, etc. If you're not legal, don't read this story.
If you don't like watersports and rough sex, don't read this story.
If you DO read it and it turns you off, tough shit. We ain't all the same.
If you DO read it and it turns you ON, lemme know. You're rare.


                               THE AD

It was the craziest thing, putting that ad in the regional gay paper.
I really didn't think anybody would answer it, 'cause I didn't think
anybody was as crazy and kinky as I am, at least not around THIS
little town. New York City, MAYBE, but not here. So here I am, on my
way to meet this guy, out on the highway, at the convenience store.
How convenient. I ain't about to bring somebody I've never met to my
house without taking a look at him at least. Especially a guy who says
he's gonna enjoy pounding his fist into my belly, and makin' me his
sex slave for the night. I'm not even real sure I can do this.

It all stems from a night five years ago, when I picked up a hitchhiker
on the way home from the city. He was just "hikin' around, seein' the
sights", he said, and then asked for a place to stay. I told him he could
stay with me if he wanted, but that I was gay and kinky, and might try to
get in his pants. He said that he wasn't gay, but would "take a chance",
and stay. We got a bunch of beer, and as the evening progressed, and
we got drunker, he decided that I was gonna give him a blowjob, whether
I wanted to or not. Obviously I wanted to, but thought I'd pretend I was
having big second thoughts, and said that I didn't think I wanted to.
At that moment, I was taken into a sensual, sexual world that I had no
real idea existed. He got up off the couch, came over and pulled me up,
and immediately sank his fist, deep and hard, into my belly. That was
the start of a long, hot evening of cum sucking, piss drinking, ass eating
and belly punching, that left me with a bellyache and hardon for two days,
and wanting more.

So now, here I am, on my way to the convenience store, to meet this guy,
who says his name is Eric, and sounds VERY black on the phone. We had
discussed my "rules" and safe words, which he agreed to abide by, so now
I'm about to lay eyes on the first guy that's even come close to fulfilling 
my wildest fantasies of the last five long years since the hitchhiker.

As I drove up, there, for God and everybody to see, was Eric, who is, indeed,
very black. I pulled up about two spaces over from where he was standing,
and just sat there staring at him, which he noticed, and after a couple of
very long minutes, his 5'9" 150lb body made it's way toward the car. Wearing
well-worn 501's that were tight in all the right places, along with a 
cut-off tank top, I could easily see smooth but tight abs, almost skinny, 
but not quite, The bulge in his crotch left nothing to the imagination, except
whether he was cut or not. He had an "innie" belly button, with an actual
button, perfectly formed, about a quarter inch in. Perfect tongue material.
"You Randy?" he asked when he got to the window.  I answered "Yeah, I am. And
you're Eric, no doubt".  He said " Yeah, an' I'm gonna show ya who's boss.
I'll be runnin' th' show." "OK", I said, trying to give him my best cower.
"I'll follow ya to yer place, slave, now don't be goin' too fast , or I'll get
pissed." "Yes sir, I'll go slow". As he turned to go back to his car, I was
greeted by a sight to behold; a bubble-butt ass that you coulda set a drink
on. The seam in the back quickly disappeared into an ass crack that looked as
deep as the fucking Grand Canyon. The man could probably crack walnuts with
those cheeks. An ass to die for!!!

When we got to the house, we went in, and the first thing he said was "Get me
a beer, I need a few more to work up a good load." "Yes sir", and off to the
fridge I went. When I returned, we sat down and watched some basketball 'cause
that's what he wanted to do. While we did that, he kept rubbing his crotch 
and  was telling me what he had planned for me. I was getting hard just
listening to him. He had me turn the lights way down low, and the ones that
weren't variable, he wanted off. Three or four beers later, Eric says "Hey
bro, I got me a load here, ready to go. Git up", getting up himself. Before I
could do anything, he reached down and pulled me up by my right arm. When I
got straightened up, he drove his fist deep into my stomach, saying "Next time
be quicker, like ya wanna suck piss bad". The punch doubled me over, but Eric
pulled me back up again, asking "Didya hear me? Now I want ya t' put your arms
around my neck and lean into me, and don't fuckin' let go, no matter what, y'
hear, you fuckin' piss drinkin' dick sucker?" I leaned into him, kinda crossed
my arms around his neck, and held on, as three more punches found their way
into the center of my guts. As my grunts and groans spilled out onto Eric's
shoulder, he jammed his index finger into my bellybutton. Pushing it all the
way in, practically to my backbone, he moved it around, looking for a way to
go deeper yet. When he found it, he jabbed it in harder, several times,
stirring my guts. The pain seemed to go straight to the very center of my
being, and then branching out, going up into my head like electric shocks, 
and down though my prostate, right into my dick,which was now hard as a rock
and throbbing. All of a sudden, another deep punch in the stomach, again
almost doubling me over, only my arms holding me up. "get on your fuckin'
knees" Eric said, "and get ready to suck piss." I let go and sank to my knees,
my face sliding along his sweaty black chest, and down his flat belly, coming
to rest with my face in his crotch, the smell of man musk filling my
nostrills. He grabbed my head with both hands, pulling me back a little and
said "Don't move yer head". He grabbed his semi hard dick and whipped it
across my face. Instantly, I opened my eyes, and in the dim light I saw what
must have been the biggest dick I had seen in years. It was at least 10 or 11
inches long, and nearly as big around as my wrist, and it wasn't even fully
erect yet. A beautiful specimen of black penis, mostly smooth, with a very
large cum vein running the length of it, becoming huge near the base. The
head, completely exposed by circumcision, was a classic shape, with a large
upswept flare on top,  the sides sweeping down and under, forming a large deep
cleavage at the front,  deep inside of which was a huge piss hole, that I
could almost get the whole tip of my tongue in. It had a combined taste of
pre-cum, sweat, musk, and a slight flavor of beer piss. He slapped my face
with it a couple more times, and then placed the tip of it against my lips.
"French kiss it" Eric demanded, which I did, pursing my lips around the front
of the head. If I had tried hard, I probably could have gotten the whole head
in my mouth, but I didn't think that was what he wanted, and besides, his dick
still wasn't even fully hard yet. As I tongued his piss hole, he began to moan
a little, and a few drops of sweet piss dribbled out, which I quickly
swallowed, followed by more. He was letting piss out in dribbles, just to
tease me, I think. I kept moaning and squealling for more. Suddenly a huge
stream erupted, rapidly filling my mouth. I chugged it down, just in time to
chug another, and another. Then he stopped. "Get up!" he yelled. "Get in the
bathroom, take off you clothes, and get in the fuckin' tub." Before I could
answer or move, he slammed another punch deep in my belly again, and then
gouged my bellybutton with his finger , while holding me up against him. "You
like gettin' it in th' belly, don'tcha!!"  When I didn't answer, he drew back
and drove a spear hand up into my stomach, doubling me over again. He pulled
me back up and put another full-fisted punch right in my bellybutton, and then
two more deep spear hands, his fingers pounding their way to the very bottom
of my belly hole. My grunts, groans and moans just seemed to turn him on even
more. As he pulled my face up to his, his lips almost touching mine, he said
"I know you fuckin' like it, now get in the fuckin' tub like I said", and he
shoved me down the hall towards the bathroom.  I got my clothes off pretty
fast and got on my knees in the tub.  In seconds, the lights went out, and I
heard him get in the tub, standing in front of me. I could feel his body heat
on my naked skin. "Keep your hands down at your sides. Don't move 'em" I was
told. "Put the back of your head against the wall and keep it there." he said
as he pushed my head back.  Then I could feel the heat from his dick front of
me, almost directly on my lips, and then he cut loose, spraying my face, hair,
and body with a thick high pressure stream of piss.  Then he jammed it in my
mouth, still pumping piss like a garden hose, only hot sweet beer piss was
squirting out, flooding my mouth faster than I could swallow it. I was trying
to chug it down as fast as I could, and still it was squirting out of the
corners of my mouth. Finally, the stream stopped. He told me to play with his
balls, which were massive, close to the size of tennis balls. I fondled them
with both hands, then with one hand, I began to stoke his bottom vein, feeling
how big it was. As I got near the base of his dick, the vein violently swelled
up, and a split-second later, my mouth was filled to capacity again. It
stopped, and as I swallowed it, I could feel another gusher coming.  He pumped
several more into me, almost filling my belly. Then he pulled out and began to
jack off his now very rigid dick. I could hear him working it, pounding up and
down on it, harder and faster as he started moaning and cursing. With a last
couple of big grunts, he plowed his dick into my mouth, the head fully
imbedded in my throat. I have a fairly small mouth, and I really didn't think
it would go in that far, but the force of his thrust made for no other
possibility.  I felt his vein swell up forcefully several times, squirting
huge streams of bitter-sweet, slightly salty cum down my throat. If it hadn't
tasted like cum, with the force and length of the streams, it could just as
easily have been piss.  Eight or nine squirts, the first five or six being of
huge quanities, was more cum in one orgasm than I had ever seen one man
deliver, and deliver it he did! After he finished cumming, he told me to keep
my mouth on it.  After a couple of minutes, his now big but soft dick shot a
few more squirts of piss. Then he pulled out of my mouth, and turned around,
leaning back into my face, which was now buried in his ass crack. "Lick my
asshole" he commanded. "Stick your tongue right up in my hole" He spread his
cheeks and pushed back harder.  I pushed my tongue as far into his sphincter
as it would go. I licked all around in it,  around the edges and back into it
again. Pushing back even harder, he let go of his cheeks and almost crushed 
my face. He worked his ass back into me, forcing my tongue in a little more.
As I worked it in and out, he moaned as if he was about to expire in ecstacy.
I worked my hand between his legs , up to his balls, which I began to massage.
Soon, my face was really starting to take a beating, being alternately
squeezed and then smothered by hard-as-steel buns. His ball sack began to
shake, and his asshole started clamping on my tongue. Just as I figured he was
getting ready to cum again, he pulled away, and said "Get on the bed, belly
up, with yer ass hangin' off the bed. Hurry the fuck up, an' do it!" I got up
and headed for the bed in near darkness. As I got to it, Eric spun me around
and planted one deep in my belly. Pulling me up and throwing my arms around
his neck, he hammered two more in, deep and hard. He pushed me back onto the
bed and pushed my arms up over my head, and said "Keep 'em there". Then he
pulled me towards the edge of the bed,  leaving my ass hanging just off the
edge. He grabbed a pillow, and folding it double, stuffed it under the small
of my back, raising me up some, and stretching my belly wide open for the hard
punches that I knew were coming. Surprisingly, he got down between my legs,
and began rubbing my stomach, taking his thumbs and kneading them into and
around my belly button. Then, leaving one hand to poke and prod my gut, he
began fingering my asshole, putting large amounts of vaseline on his finger,
and sliding it up into me, gently at first, but then getting rougher.  Two,
then three fingers later, he was really starting to get worked up. He was
pushing the bottom of my already deep bellybutton into my backbone,  causing
flashes of pain that shot all over my body, and down into my dick which was
already at half mast. I was close to delirium, when I began to feel a warm 
log being pushed up into my ass.  I tried to relax as the head slid past my
sphincter, but was brought back to reality as twelve inches of hard black pole
were shoved all the way up into me in one hard thrust. My first tendency was
to lift up, quickly quelled, by a fist, driven hard into my stretched out
belly. Then four or five more, each one driving me further down onto his
imbedded dick. Soon, my guts were impaled to the hilt. I could feel the huge
head of his dick pushing up into my belly. He began thrusting into me, making
squishy sounds in my bowels. As he pumped harder, I could feel his balls
banging into my ass cheeks. As his grunts and groans grew louder, he grabbed
my waist in both hands, as if to strangle it, pushing both his thumbs into my
belly hole, stretching and deforming it.  Then, sinking his index finger up to
the second knuckle in my belly button, he began alternately thrusting into my
ass and my belly hole.  My body was shaking violently from the thrusting
and abdominal abuse I was being subjected to, but I didn't care. The feelings
shooting through my body were indescribable, even to me. All I could do was
lay there and take it, ready to cum without even touching myself. As Eric got
closer to cumming, the belly abuse got rougher, becoming punch after punch,
timed with each thrust. In another minute, I could feel huge bibbons of cum
being pumped into my ass, then three more deep punches, straight into my soft
heaving belly.  Suddenly, my ass began to fill even more, as Eric pumped
another load of piss into me. The piss kept coming and coming. I felt like a
water ballon about to burst. Then, just when I thought it might be over,  the
hardest and deepest punch of the night came down on my belly, almost causing
me to spill the contents of my ass, except I was clamped so tight on Eric's
horse dick that nothing leaked out.  It hurt like hell though, and I shot my
load all over Eric's chest. He wiped it off and smeared it all over my belly.
He slowly pulled his dick out of my ass, making sure I had time to clamp it
shut. He gently slapped my belly, and leaned over to kiss and suck on my
bellybutton for a minute. Then he got up, smiled, and said he had to go. I
decided to hold my ass load as long as I could, and watched him get dressed.
As he headed out the door, he smiled and said he'd be back, and maybe, If I
was a real good slave, he'd bring me one of his homies. God, I can hardly
wait. Man, have I got a bellyache.