Date: Wed, 16 Jul 2003 16:07:50 -0300
From: Jorge Alvarez
Subject: Black Brazilian Soccer Stud/ First Virgin Butt

First Virgin Butt
by Jorge Alvarez

Three years after I moved in with Jojo, I had become at 20 a promising
soccer star in Brazil. To the media I had to pretend that I had girlfriends
but it was all fake. I remained faithful to Monsieur Jean-Georges Coubon, my
former French teacher, now my fuck buddy and lover. It was hard to fight the
many guys who wanted to have sex with me, especially after they saw my huge
black dick in a locker room. Of course sometimes I'd let them suck my cock.
In Brazil, just like in the Clinton Oval Office, a blow job is not really
sex, just foreplay. But Jojo's was the only pussy I fucked.

His wife, Madame Coubon, had died of grief. She never got over the schock of
finding her manly husband, a former Tour de France champion, with his long
biker legs up in the air and my thick black dick deeply buried in his butt.
After she passed away, their son, Tierry, came to live with us. The boy was
now 14 and blossoming into a stunning blond beauty. We called him Tintin,
for he was tall and lean like the comic strip carachter, with a flop of
blond hair falling on his eyes. A serious biker, like his Dad, Tintin was
developing an impressively strong butt. I couldn't avoid noticing it and I
caught myself daydreaming about the boy.

I bought a series of bootlegged Tintin books that were gay sendups of the
original stories. My favorite was one in which Tintin was captured by some
tribe in Africa and forced to have sex with a huge gorilla. Tintin was able
to take the beast's impossibly big phallus up his butt by using a special
technique taught by a Black shaman. I left copies of the magazines around
the apartment and noticed that our Tintin took them with him to his bathroom
where he remained locked for hours.

One day Jojo looked worried. "We need to have a serious talk". That was code
for "I need to sit on your lap, take your boner up my butt and talk while
you fuck me". So we did. "I caught Tintin sucking his classmate's dick", he
said, as he wriggled his butt around my shaft. "You know, that black kid
from the favela? He had his big black schlong all the way down my son's
throat and it took Tintin some time to disgorge the whole thing to talk to
me!" "What's the big deal? I was also a black kid from the favela when I
started fucking you. He took after his Dad..." "I'm not kidding. This is
serious. He's too young. Tintin assured me that he's still a virgin,
buttwise. But I'm afraid that any moment this black kid is going to bugger
him and certainly hurt him. Soon enough, Tintin could become a sex toy for
the bad guys up on the hill. I don't want him to start fooling around so
early in his life!" Jojo had tears in his eyes. I had to help him. "What do
you want me to do? I'd do anything to make you happy, you know".

Jojo had a plan. "I want you to seduce Tintin. Yes. Make him give you his
virgin butt, Jorge. Only then I will be sure that Tintin is in good hands.
That will pre-empt the slum kid. After your dick, no other will satisfy him.
I wish this could wait longer but there's no time left. We have to act
quickly!" "Are you sure of this? Won't you feel jealous?" "No, of course,
how could I feel jealous? I know you will be doing this just for me, that
you have no desire to fuck my son. Or have you?..." Jojo looked suspiciously
at me while I crossed my fingers behind my back and lied sheepishly: "No
honey, of course it never crossed my mind to fuck your son, what an idea!"
"Good... When do you want to do it, love?" "Oh, what about... later today?!"
I couldn't wait to lay my hands on Tintin's gorgeous young butt, now prodded
by his own father to take the boy's cherry...

"Go to your soccer pratice", Jojo said. "When you're back, Tintin will be
home from school, taking his nap. I'll leave you two alone for the rest of
the afternoon. I just want you to promise me, Jorge..." "What, sweetie?" "Be
gentle with him..." "Of course", I promised, my fingers still crossed. I
humped Jojo's butt, with vicious, savage thrusts, making him cum with me. A
little rehearsal of what I planned to do with his virgin son.

When I got back home the apartment was quiet. I went to Tintin's room and
there he was, sprawled on his bed, naked. I admired the pure curves of his
young butt radiating from his slender waist, the strong thighs and calves,
the beautifully sculpted feet. His skin was rosy and firm, covered by a
shimmering blond fuzz. I had a raging hardon. I could have raped him then
and there, still in his sleep. But I wanted to enjoy the thrill of seducing
the boy.

I went to the living room, took my clothes off, lighted a joint and put a
record on, something by my favorite gay singer, Ney Matogrosso. That woke
the boy up. I heard his light steps shuffling into the kitchen and joined
him there. He was standing naked in front of the open fridge. He was
startled to see me, stark naked, behind him. "Jorge! I didn't know you were
here!" "Hi sweetie... Want to share this joint with me?" "Dad doesn't let me
smoke yet". "Come on, I won't tell him. I'm sure you've smoked with your
black friend..." "Tiao?! What do you know about him? Dad told you!" "Yeah,
he told me. No big deal. We all do that when we're 14..."

Tintin blushed deeply. He was really embarassed. But he accepted the joint
and took a long drag, coughing hard. The grass broke his inhibition. He took
a good look at my dick, which was now up, rock hard, staring at him with its
lone eye. The look on his face was the same as when, three years before, he
had seen my  dick  emerging from his Dad's fuckhole.  He remembered... But
he hadn't seen it again since, especially as it was now, so close, at hand,
and looking truly gigantic.

"Oh my God, it's so huge! I wonder how Dad..." He checked himself before
saying what he was thinking, how could Dad take such a fucking huge black
dick in his bum? Unbelievable!. "Your Dad and I are lovers. We love each
other. We live together. That's why our sex is so good. We don't fool around
with some guy from the slum  like you did..." Tintin was flustered. "Tiao
likes me! And I wanted him so bad... But he's the only one I had. And I just
sucked him, I swear!"

"So you like a big black dick, young boy?" "Yeah... I took it from Dad, I
guess... And you, Jorge, do you like a pretty young white butt?" The
question was, who was seducing who. Tintin was only 14 but he already knew a
few tricks. The sexy teasing was getting both of us too hot to handle. I
took him by the waist in a tight hug and gave him a wet French kiss. Tintin
panted, raising on his toes to reach his arms around my neck. My cock was
now pressed all the way against his belly and chest, pulsing in lust. I
didn't have to ask. He went down on the big head like a hungry, frisky
puppy.

There was no way Tintin could take my whole dick in his mouth. He almost
dislocated his jaw, trying. He had to content himself with licking, kissing
and sucking around the head and along the shaft. The boy was seriously into
cocksucking. I could detect the clear signs of a future pro. He was crazy
for dick. My dick. I took a bowl of whipped cream from the fridge to make it
more playful for him. I dabbed some cream on the shaft and he gobbled it all
down. The sensation of his mouth scampering around my dick was  fantastic.
Then I found some vanilla ice cream and scooped out a good bit. I applied it
on my wide cock and the coldness felt just great. In a second Tintin had
sucked it all. He still looked hungry. He needed something more... seminal.

I went down on the floor, plunging my head in his butt, while he kept
playing with my black salami. This was actually my first virgin butt hole. I
was dying to take a closer look. And there it was, the most beautiful little
thing I had ever seen. A tiny eye, all closed up on itself, its rosy
wrinkles all folded up, peeking at me from deep in the crack between the
boy's plump buns. This was a true bubble butt with a genuinely virgin
rosebud. I stopped to say a little prayer of thanks before sticking out my
tongue and touching the tip on the shuddering center of his pussyhood.

Tintin moaned and redoubled his effforts to make me cum. It didn't take him
long. The feast I was having in his tush brought me over the brink and I
started to blast cum on his face. He tried to gulp it all but it was too
much. I had to wipe his face with my fingers to feed him the rest. He
beamed, looking well fed and happy. So relaxed, in fact, that his asshole
now felt noticeably slacker, less resistant to the touch. I placed his
slender body on the kitchen table, belly down, and kicked his legs open. He
looked scared at my sudden roughness. But he liked it. He raised his hips so
I could have better access. I found a bowl of chocolate fudge and smeared
his ass with it. I lapped the whole thing, making him moan. "Do you like
chocolate, boy?" "Yes!" "Do you want my big chocolate lollipop up your
butt?" "Yes!" I found soft butter on the kitchen top and pushed it into his
butt with my sticky fingers. He thrashed about, too excited to resist.

Tintin was now ready for his execution. I mean, the busting of his 14 old
cherry. I placed the head of my dick right between the round butt cheeks,
pressed it in place and pushed. The boy's screams must have been heard miles
away. He was terrified. The pain was unbereable. My hands were too greasy to
grab him. He jumped from the table and fled, crying in agony.

I managed to jam his bedroom door with my foot before he could slam it and
lock me out. He retreated into his bed, shaking all over, mumbling and
sobbing like a baby. Tintin grabbed his childhood teddy bear and hugged it.
He had escaped into his own shell, a frightened, hurt little boy. It was up
to me to bring him back.

I sat on his bed and saw that through his tears the boy was again staring
hungrily at my big hard dick. He still wanted it. I caressed his delicious
butt and he let me do it. But still there was a block, the pain he had
experienced. Still mad at me, he blurted: "You monster! You've hurt me!". I
had a flash of recognition. This was Tintin's line in the story! When the
gorilla first tries to rape him, the Belgian boy says: "You monster! You've
hurt me!" All I had to do, to fuck this sexy French virgin, was to follow
the storyline and come to the same happy ending, when the gorilla
succesfully fucks the blond boy's butt.

"Tintin, try to remember the story, the gorilla story that you read in your
namesake's magazine..." "Yes..." "What happens after the gorilla tries to
rape Tintin and he feels so much pain he can't take it?" "Well, Tintin then
remembers what the black shaman had taught him..." "And what was that?..."
"Mmmm... Yes! How to take a huge dick up your butt while minimizing the
pain..." "And how's that? Would you show me?" "Oh! That's easy. Just lie
here on my bed and I'll show you the technique". I had him.

Suddenly the boy was proud to show off how he knew all about being fucked up
the butt, even if he had no real experience of it. "In the book, Tintin uses
magic to tie the gorilla to the trees around". The blond boy then tied my
hands and feet to the bed posts, using his sneaker strings. "He could have
fled, you see, but he wanted to prove to himself that he had mastered the
technique the shaman had taught him". "Mmmm, very interesting..."

My Tintin then turned his back to me and sat astride my hips, rubbing his
beautiful butt against my raging hardon. He looked at me defiantly. I
remembered I was supposed to be a fierce gorilla and I growled furiously,
trying to get rid of the restraints. "You fucking beast...", he said, "you
thought you had me conquered, huh? Now I'll show you who's master here".

Then the most amazing thing happened. The boy started to breath deeply, at
the same time opening and closing his butt hole. He was actually breathing
through his hole! The technique was breathtaking. Soon he was able to wrap
his ring around the head of my dick. I was in heaven. For the first time,
ever, I felt the firm grip, the tight hold and at the same time the sweet,
tender yielding of a boy's virgin asshole... the warmth... the tingling
energy... the excitement in his own discovery of anal pleasure... his
urgency to get the whole dick in... black hard manmeat grinding on melting
whiteboy  pussy... blond boy throwing back his laughing head, all frisky for
finally getting his dream of being fucked hard up the ass... my big black
hands opening his soft, firm, muscular white mellons... boyish feet curling
up their toes in the thrill of getting properly screwed as a slutty bitch...
take this niggerz big fuck stick kid... take it up your fucking bubble
ass... make daddy cum baby... baby... cum.

I never really moved on from there. I'm still, so many years later, always
reliving that moment, one of the greatest of my life, the first boy pussy I
busted. After I finally had my dick all the way in Tintin's butt, I told him
to untie me, which he did, pinned him under me, much to his satisfaction,
and proceeded to give him the fuck of his life. In the end we were drenched
in cum and so were his teddy bear and sheets. Late in the evening, Jojo, his
father, came back home and joined us in the creaky little bed. Our life
changed to a real menage a trois. But taking Tintin's virginity had caused a
deeper change in me. I started chasing boys and young men. That brought me
to the U.S., away from father and son. But that's another story.