Date: Mon, 21 Apr 2014 10:06:02 -0400
From: joshua mccann <joshua.mccann82@gmail.com>
Subject: Jamall Chapter 4

Black Boy Named Jamall

Chapter 4 "Dad and His Friend"

Jamall's after school study session ended sooner then it was supposed to.
After having sex with the head teacher of all the 7th grade teachers, Mr.
Franklin,  he was dismissed for the day.  His father was supposed to pick
him up after his study session which was supposed to last two hours after
school had ended, however he and Mr. Franklin  fucked for about a half hour
and ended the study session an hour and a half early. He called his father
several times but there was no answer so he decided to walk home. He didn't
live to far from his middle school and it was a nice day out.

As Jamall walked home he gathered his thoughts so much had happened in just
the first month of his Journey to and living in Atlanta; He had his dick
jerked and sucked  by a stranger on the bus ride to Atlanta, he was forced
to suck dick and get his ass ate in the bathroom of the bus station by two
strangers and then his teacher played with his cock and then took a ride on
it on the floor at school. He thought about it and began to smile. He
didn't exactly know why but he liked it, he liked everything that happened
to him.

His father's house was only a few blocks away from the school and it didn't
take him long to get home. Only his father's car was in the driveway which
ment that both of his brothers were out and about somewhere. He walked into
the house, went straight to his room, put hid things down, undressed down
to just his boxers and a t shirt and sat on the bed. He was exhausted from
not just the walk but from being drain by Mr. Franklin as well. He took a
deep breath in and the fell backwards onto his bed.

"Yes, that's it. Just like that." Jamall heard his father's voice say. It
got quite for a few minutes and then he heard his father's voice again.
"That's right, you know just how it like it. Damn that feels good!"

Jamall didn't know what was happening. What ever it was his father seemed
to be enjoying it. He kept hearing his father's voice every few seconds and
he began to get curious to what was happening. He stood up wearing nothing
but his boxer shorts and his t shirt and began to slowly walk, out of his
room, down the hallway and to his father's room. The door to his father's
room was wide open and he looked through the doorway and was surprised at
what he saw. His father was laying back on the bed fully naked with some
guy down on his knees at the edge of the bed with his mouth on Jamall's
father's cock. He couldn't move.  He was stuck standing there watching his
father recieving a blowjob from the guy who was kneeling on the floor.
Jamall noticed that the guy sucking his father's cock was not a black guy
but a white guy and he was also fully naked. He was built very nicely with
a proportional body. He seemed to be enjoying what he was doing and the
position that he was in. He was fully nude and down on his knees blowing
Jamall's father. Jamall could see his father's cock going in and out of the
white boys mouth. He could see the grip of the white boys pink lips
surrounding his father's cock. But what Jamall could see and loved seeing
the most was the white mans pink ass hole that was clearly visible due to
the fact of the white man being bent over, his ass cheecks were spread and
his hole was puckered.

Seeing the white guys pretty tight hole reminded him of Mr. Franklin's hole
and how good it felt on his cock. He moved his hand down to his boxer
shorts to adjust the discomfort and noticed that once again his 12 year old
boy cock was fully hard. He adjusted his cock and then slowly walked over
close to the bed where his father and the white guy was. Jamall's father's
head was laid back onto the bed with his eyes were closed and the white guy
was to preoccupied so neither of them noticed that Jamall had entered the
room and was standing less than a foot away from the white guys ass. Jamall
got down on his knees so that he could get a closer view of the white guys
ass. He thought it looked so good. It looked tight, wet and hairless.

"Damn Jacob that's it! You're about to make me cum. Keep sucking it just
like that Jacob. Suck on my black dick so i can feed you my cum!" Jamall's
father Brian said to the white guy.. who started sucking even harder in
attempt to retrieve the cum from the dick that was stuffed in his mouth.
"I'm about to cum Jacob, keep sucking it just like that!"

Jamall couldn't hold back any longer he leaned forward and gently stuck his
tongue into Jacob's pick white man hole and began to lick the inside of
Jacob's hole. Jacob jumped making Jamall's father's cock fall out of his
pink lips, not knowing who was behind him or who's tongue was in his ass
hole. Jamall's father's eyes open due to his dick falling out of Jacob's
mouth. Jacob quickly tired around and looked to see who was behind him.
Jamall stood up and took a couple steps back. His  father sat up quickly
seeing his 12 year old son standing behind Jacob.

"What the fuck are you doing Jamall! " His father said with a stern voice.
Jamall stood there for a second but hearing his father's voice sent him
back to one of his vision.

"The Vision"

Jamall was 8 years old. He was in his room laying on his bed. His mother
was at work, brothers were outside playing and his father was downstairs
watching t.v. At this particular time every day Jamall would lay in his bed
naked and attempt to make his "johnson" make the white stuff.  He lay back
on his bed with his 6 inch "johnson" in his hand stroking the full length
of it just like he saw his brother's do when they were in his parents. He
tugged and tugged but nothing happened.  This was the same as ever other
day. He didn't know why he couldn't make the white stuff but he really
wanted to just like his brothers and his father did. Chris his oldest
brother told him when he was seven years old that he would make the white
stuff soon, but when. He continued n to tugg on his 6 inch boy cock not
paying attention to anything around him. The only thing that was on his
mind was making the white stuff.  He was so focused on making the white
stuff come out of his "johnson" that he didn't hear his bed room door open,
walk inside and unexpectedly catch him jerkin his 8 year old boy cock.

"What the fuck are you doing Jamall. " his father said as he walked through
the doorway way.

"Trying to make the white stuff daddy." Jamall responded looking up at his
father looking him in his eyes.

"Damn Jamall. What is it with you and this white stuff. Why do you want to
make it so badly?"

"I don't know daddy, I just do. Everyone else can make it why can't I."

"You will be able to one day son. I'll leave you to yourself so you can
continue. Let me know if you make the white stuff." His father said as he
closed the door and walked out the room.

Jamall continued to pull on his 6 inches of eight year old meat for another
10 minutes. It seemed bas though he was never gonna make the white stuff
come out. He got frustrated and stood and set up in the bed. He set there
for a few minutes thinking about his father and his brothers cum which he
knew as the white stuff. He stood up and walked out of his room heading
towards his father's room. Once he got to his father's room he walked in
and to his surprise his father was laying on his own bed doing the exact
same thing that he was doing on his room.  He was laying on the bed with
his eyes closed his mouth open and his hand on his big black grown man
clock and was pulling on it up and down and then back up and down enjoying
every second of pleasure that he was giving to himself. He also had the tip
of one finger in his man hole wagging it around a little bit.

"Are you trying to make the white stuff too Daddy?" Jamall said standing
right next to his father at his bed side.

Jamall's father opened his eyes and to his surprise there was his eight
year old son fully naked, standing next to his bed looking down at him
stroking his 10 inch cock and fingering his man hole. He had no idea that
Jamall was in the room with him. He had even forgotten that Jamall was in
the house.

"Yes I am son. You wonna help me out a bit?" He asked Jamall Looking him
into his eyes.

"Yes Daddy. I want to see your white stuff again. What do you want me to
do? " he asked.

"Get up here with me son." His father said patting the space on the bed
right in front of him implying for Jamall to come to that specific spot on
the bed.

Jamall did just as his father requested and got onto the bed with him and
sat right on the spot that his father notioned for him to sit. His father
then turned over and got onto his hands and knees positioning his man butt
in the direction of his son. Jamall's father had the perfect ass. It was a
big bubble of black man butt.  The cheeks were particularly hairy but when
it came to his ass crack it was entirely filles with hair that went the
full length of his ass crack and also surrounded his hole.

"Do you want me to kiss your but daddy like you kissed mines in the
bathtub?"

"Yes son. That will last help me make.my white stuff. And for helping me
you can have all of my white stuff son."

"Really daddy?" Jamal said with excitement.

"Yes. Son." Jamall's father said as he reached his arm behind him and
grabbed the back of his son's head and pulled it forward smacking his sons
face dead center of his ass. Jamall began to kiss his father's hairy crack,
the full length of it and also kissing his hole.

"That's it son, stick your tongue out and put it in my hole while you kiss
me son." His father said as he grabbed ahold of his 10 inch black cock and
began to stroke it again.

Jamall did just as he was told again, sticking his tongue out and sliding
it as far as he could into his son's hole. He could taste his father's
manly sweat and smell his father's manly muskyness of his asshole and he
loved both of them although he loved the musky smell of his father's ass
the most. He continued to lick his father's hole attempting to stick his
tongue in further and further.  The deeper his tongue went the more his
eight year old tongue could taste his fathers musk, also making his father
jerking rhythm quicken, jerking his own cock harder and faster, due to the
feeling of his sexual enjoyment of his son eating his man hole.

"Here it comes Jamall." His father said as he quickly pulled his ass away
from his sons mouth and turned over on the bed to lay on his back.

Once he was on his back he grabbed the back of Jamall's head with one hand
forcing it down to where his son's lips were now pressed against his 10
inch cock. Jamall quickly opened his mouth to recieve his father's cock and
letting it slide deep down his throat. His father began to forcefully push
his cock in and out of his sons mouth. It only took a few pumps of his cock
into his sons mouth until his cock was ready you to explode. He quickly
pulled his cock out of his sons mouth an grabbed ahold of it with one hand
and brought his other hand close to the head of his cock. He jerked it once
and his load of white stuff began to spray out. He caught all of his cum in
his hand and then pushed his hand towards his son.

"Here you go son. This is for you just as promised." Jamall was excited.
Not only did he get to see his father's white stuff but he had some of his
father's white stuff as his very own. He stretched his arm out and his
father then let it ooze from his hand into his son's hand until it was all
sitting in the palm of his son's hand. "What are you gonna do with it son?"

"I don't know yet. Thanks daddy." Jamall said running out of the room with
his father's "white staff" in his hand being very careful not to spill a
drop of it.

( Back to Jamall, His Father and  Jacob, the White Guy)

"You're just like your old man son." Jamall's father said as he looked down
at his son's crotch noticing a big lump that was poking out his boxer
shorts and began to smile.  "Come here."

Jamall walked over to his father and stood beside him at the edge of the
bed. His father then grabbed ahold of the waistband of his son's boxer
shorts and slid them down. Jamall's 9 inch 12 year old black cock sprang
straight out and up.

"Get up here with me son." His father said patting the bed. Jamall didn't
hesitate. He climbed onto the bed and layed beside his father. He father
quickly got up and off the bed. He walked over to the white guy and
whispered into his ear and then walked over to the top of the bed where his
sons head was. He placed his hand on his sons head turning it in his
direction now with his 10 inch black cock pointing straight at his son's
face. He pushed his hips forward pushing his cock towards his sons mouth.
Jamall parted his lips.. opening his mouth and takin c his father's cock
inside. Jamall coses his eyes as his father's cock hit the back of his
throat feeling his precum drip into his throat. He began to swallow his
father's precum just as he felt the bed shift. He then felt warmth
surrounding his cock. He quickly opened his eyes to look and see what was
going on.. Without letting his father's cock fall from his mouth. He saw
that Jacob, the white guy was now straddling his waist and sliding his pink
hole down onto his 12 year old cock.

It felt so good. It felt so warm. He was I  heaven. He couldn't help but
moan Although it was hard to moan and to not let his father's cock slip out
of his mouth. Jacob began to bounce on the 12 year old boy dick. With each
bounce he went faster and harder which made Jamall suck his father's cock
faster and harder.  Within minutes Jamall began to unload his boy milk into
Jacobs wanting tight pink man hole. From the feeling of Jamalls cock
exploding it's juices into his hole, Jacob began to spray his own cum onto
Jamalls body. Jamall's father quickly pulled his cock out of Jamalls mouth
and jerked it a couple times until it began to unload onto Jamall's face
and chest.

"You got our cum son. Now what are you going to do with it?" His father
said as he smilled and grabbed Jacobs arm and they walked out of the room
leaving Jamall drenched in their cum.

(Thanks for reading.  If you enjoyed this chapter please email me and let
me know your thoughts. Hearing from readers is what gives me the drive to
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