Date: Thu, 05 Apr 2007 18:09:54 +0000
From: Martin Rammsonde <martramm@hotmail.com>
Subject: Baseball and hotdogs

Baseball and hotdogs (MMM interr anal)
by Martin Rammsonde (martramm@hotmail.com)

Jemarcus hung up the phone. He turned to his black Cuban teammate Juan.
"You're gonna love this, amigo. These guys treat me right. They know I get
off on taking some boy's ass, with a bit of theater. I got a pizza boy once,
an electrician, and - oh, yeah - a lost Japanese exchange student". He
rubbed his swelling cock through his sweatpants, remembering hammering that
sweet tight Asian mancunt with his fat black manpole. "Fuck, yeah, you never
know what they're gonna send".

Juan gave his stiffening cock a squeeze through his sweats. He'd been traded
a year before, but it had only been a month since he and Jemarcus had found
common ground. There'd been a road game, and then back in Jemarcus' hotel
room, after a few too many shots of Jim Beam, Juan had found himself on his
back on Jemarcus' bed, with the powerful black outfielder buried in his ass,
breeding him with his manseed. He remembered at the time thinking it was
funny: just like Castro fulminated in his five hour speeches, here he was
being fucked over by capitalist America. It wasn't so bad though - he loved
Jemarcus' African-American bone massaging his love hole. And the very next
day, Jemarcus offered him his beautiful black ass, and Juan experienced his
hottest orgasm ever spilling his seed in that African fuckhole.

So he was intrigued by Jemarcus' suggestion that they hire a guy from an
agency. There was something unsavory about procuring a - well, to be frank -
prostitute. On the other hand, they were both millionaires, and what value
was money if it couldn't buy pleasure?

The doorbell rang. Horny with expectation, Jemarcus slapped down his raging
black sausage, and went to the door.

At the door was a slender young man with scruffy blond hair, dressed in
tight black slacks, a short sleeve white shirt, and a clip-on tie. In his
shirt pocket he had several pens, and pinned to the pocket was an embossed
plate that read "Jamie". A Righteous Member, complete with the Righteous
Member's trademark proselytizing 'The Wheelhouse' magazine.

"Hi, my name is Jamie. I'd like to give you a free copy of this magazine
'The Wheelhouse', and I'm wondering if you can give me a few minutes to talk
about the most important thing in your life?"

Jemarcus smiled. "Sure, come on in," he invited. He took the magazine and
tossed it carelessly on the hall table. This was perfect. They guys at the
agency could read his fantasies like a book. He brought Jamie to the living
room, where Juan was sitting on the couch watching SportsNet.

"This is 'Jamie'", he announced. "I'm Jemarcus, and this is Juan". He liked
this boy. He was already rubbing his crotch at the thought of getting inside
him.

Jamie's face brightened suddenly. "Hey, I know you guys! You play ball
for..". He snapped his fingers. "... the Jets!" He looked pleased with
himself.

Jemarcus scowled. "Seems like we have a sports fan", he deadpanned. He came
up behind Jamie and wrapped his arms around him, pressing his hardon against
the boy's ass, feeling his chest. "Ain't no Jets in major league ball", he
whispered, then stuck his tongue hungrily into the twink's ear.

Jamie struggled against the powerful black athlete. "I'm here to minister",
he protested.

"O, I can show you a righteous member that needs ministering", Jemarcus
said, forcing the boy to his knees before Juan. Juan slipped his sweatpants
and white briefs down, freeing his big black uncut cock. He pulled the
wrinkled foreskin back from his mushroom cockhead, pooled with clear precum.
Jemarcus grabbed a fistful of blond hair and forced the slut's mouth to
Juan's rigid manpole. Jamie kept his mouth closed as the black monster cock
grazed his lips. Jemarcus painted the white boy's face with Juan's slippery
cockhead. A trail of slick Cuban precum slashed from Jamie's lips across one
smooth cheek.

He slapped the back of Jamie's head. "I wanna see that chocolate fuckstick
buried in your cute whiteboy face", Jemarcus snarled. Jamie started to
protest, and Jemarcus took the opportunity to push his face into Juan's
crotch. Jamie gagged as the engorged ebony member plunged down his throat,
his nose buried in the black man's wiry pubic hair. Juan grabbed two
handfuls of the youth's blond hair, and started riding his face, using his
throat as a pussy to milk his cock.

Jemarcus kneeled behind the cocksucker and unbuckled Jamie's pants, pulling
them down to his knees. The white twink had tight white briefs, Calvin
Klein. Jemarcus put his black hands on the twink's ass and ripped the briefs
apart, exposing his tight pink virgin hole. He pushed a finger into the
puckered boypussy. It winked and enveloped his probing finger. The boy
gasped. Or, rather, issued a muffled moan, his mouth stuffed with Cuban
manmeat.

The black ballplayer teased the boy's hole with his finger for a minute, and
then leaned forward to lick the wrinkled lips of the mancunt. He spread
Jamie's cheeks and pushed his tongue in, forcing the tip into the virgin
orifice. He tongue-fucked the twink mercilessly, enjoying how Jamie pushed
his ass back in an effort to bury Jemarcus' tongue deeper. He loved tasting
boyhole before bringing his cherrybuster into service and shredding the
fuckslut's manpussy.

He stood up and stripped, his surging blackpole springing up as he pulled
his tight white bikinis off. A silver string of precum leaked from his
cockslit. He knelt again behind the white twink, placing his black hands on
his white hips, and pressed his bulbous cockhead against Jamie's pussylips.
The boy wriggled his ass, smearing Jemarcus' precum over his crack. Jemarcus
pressed firmly forward, and in an instant his cockhead had entered the slut,
busting his cherry. He moved steadily forward, accompanied by Jamie's
muffled moans, until he was fully buried in the boyhole, his crinkly pubic
hair scratching the twink's ass, and his black balls slapping against the
white buttocks.

The two black men worked their white bitch at both ends now, filling his
mouth and hole with engorged black meat. Juan's fingers still entwined blond
hair, impaling the twink's face on his turgid black fuckpole. Meanwhile,
Jemarcus reached inside Jamie's shirt, feeling the hottie's lean body and
tweaking his hardening nipples, while brutally breeding his tight ass.

Juan was the first to pass the point of no return. He bucked his hips as he
came, slamming his fuckpole into Jamie's face. The first two wads of manjizz
were buried in Jamie's throat. Then Juan pulled his aching cock free and
shot three more creamy spurts in Jamie's face. He was spent, but the sight
of his wad sliding down the slutty fucktwink's face was making him horny and
hot again.

Meantime, the black cherrybuster Jemarcus was deep inside Jamie's tight
white virgin ass. "Fuck, white bitch", he panted as he pounded the man's
ass, "you like that black cock, don't you?". He scooped a wad of Juan's cum
from the boy's cheek and fed it to him. "O yeah, you love that black
manseed". Jamie grunted. He gathered another streamy fingerful of Juan's
boyjuice from Jamie's face and brought it to his own lips, sucking his
fingers clean. The salty boycream, the velvet grip of Jamie's white
fuckchute on his black cherrybuster, the sight of Juan's twitching, rising
tool, brought Jemarcus to his limit, and he felt his big black balls
tightening and then shooting his creamy seed deep into Jamie's boyass.

His naked body was slick with sweat as he collapsed on Jamie. Then he rocked
back onto his knees, bringing the cum filled slut with him, hugging him from
behind, his softening cock still in Jamie's ass.

Juan was hard again, excited by the black-on-white breeding scene he'd just
witnessed. "Fuck, I need some of that", he exclaimed, stroking his uncut
manpole.

Jemarcus smiled, his cock slipping out of Jamie's hole, followed by a slurry
of creamy boyhoney. He ripped open Jamie's shirt, stripping the hot white
twink naked. With Juan's help, he flipped Jamie onto his back. Jizz flowed
from Jamie's hole down his smooth hairless crack. The Cuban kneeled between
Jamie's legs, and then entered the white twink's cum-lubed hole, splitting
it open with his thick solid joypole. Penetrated for a second time by a
black fuckstick, Jamie gasped, then wrapped his pale legs around Juan's
black back, above his thrusting buttocks.

Jemarcus crouched behind the rutting studs, licking the hot mancum siphoning
from Jamie's ass down his crack. He tongued up until he felt Jamie's slutty
pussylips, and Juan's fat cock sliding over them. With his tongue he
followed Juan's cock back to his black balls, tracing over them to his
sweaty crack. He spread his teammate's cheeks, and tongued his tight
boyhole. Juan loved the feel of Jamie's boycunt locked around his cock, and
Jemarcus' tongue probing his own ass.

Jemarcus was hard again, licking the Cuban's ass. He pushed Juan's body
forward until Juan and Jamie were lip to lip. The fuckstuds kissed,
exploring each other's mouth with their tongues. The new position exposed
Jamie's cock-filled mancunt. The horny Jemarcus put his cockhead at Jamie's
hole, under Juan's thrusting cock. As Juan thrust forward, Jemarcus pushed
forward. When Juan pulled back, Jemarcus kept still. In this way, inch by
inch, Jemarcus brought his cock inside with Juan's. The virgin boy's
protests at this double rape of his ass were muffled by Juan's tongue inside
the twink's mouth.

Jemarcus' pole was longer than Juan's, so as his cut mushroom cockhead
stroked in and out, it massaged Juan's cock. The Cuban could feel his climax
building.

Juan's balls were pressed against his pubes, and Jemarcus could feel them
pulse when the Cuban stud came. A second later, deep inside Jamie's ass, he
felt Juan's jizz spurting and flowing over his cockhead. Juan's athletic
black body shuddered as he emptied his second creamy manload into Jamie's
stretched boypussy.

As Juan panted, exhausted, over Jamie's violated body, Jemarcus fucked
vigorously, Jamie's double-fucked boyhole slick with two manloads. And then
Jemarcus was coming. He buried the first spurt of manjuice inside Jamie,
mixing it with his first load, and Juan's Cuban lovejuice. Moving quickly,
he pulled out, spraying a wad of boyhoney over Juan's smooth muscled ebony
back, and then positioned himself over Jamie's face. His pulsing balls
pumped wad after wad over the cute twink's face, until the fuckbitch opened
his mouth to receive the offering. Jemarcus shoved his orgasming black cock
down the white slutboy's throat, enjoying breeding the cuntboy at both ends.

Breathing hard, his sweating black body finally relaxed, his nut busted. He
rolled over beside the raped twink, admiring the spooge dripping down his
face. Juan was still between the boy's legs, fingering his cummy hole. Jamie
jacked his hard white cock. Jemarcus scooped a wad of fresh jizz off the
blond slut's cheek and fed it to him. As the salty treat slid from Jemarcus'
fingers into the bitch's throat, Jamie groaned, and - arching his back -
began to come. The first gobs of fuckjuice arched into the twink's open
mouth, the remaining spunk painting a silver line from his chin to his
navel.

The three men lay panting for a while, exhausted, silent. Then Jamie stood
up and pulled on his tattered briefs, and his slacks, and gathered up his
shirt from the floor, feeding his arms into it.

Jemarcus stuffed two Ben Franklin's into the stunned boy's shirt pocket, and
steered him to the door. Jamie fumbled with his belt, his shirt open and
untucked, his tie stuffed into his pants front pocket. "Nice work, bitch",
Jemarcus sneered as he pushed him out the door, "Maybe I'll ask for you next
time". As Jamie wiped cum from his lips with the back of his hand, Jemarcus
slammed the door in his face.

He went back to the living room, where Juan already had the Yankees game on
the TV. He sat naked with his sated teammate on the leather sofa. The
doorbell rang. Jemarcus pulled on a robe and went to the door. It was a
rodeo clown. "Sorry I'm late - traffic, you know". Jemarcus stared
dumbfounded, then glanced guiltily at the copy of 'The Wheelhouse' sitting
on the table near the door. The penny dropped. As the enormity of what he
and Juan had done to the innocent Righteous Member, he doubled over in
laughter. "O Juan", he shouted to his teammate, "you have no fucking idea
what we did to that kid Jamie". He grabbed the clown and pulled him in.
"Fuck, I paid for you. Let's get my money's worth", he leered.