Date: Tue, 8 Feb 2011 08:37:33 -0500 (EST)
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: I Love Black Pudding part 6

I LOVE BLACK PUDDING. Part six.

This is an exotic homosexual fantasy involving sex  between a teenage boy
and older boys and older men of different races. If it is  illegal for you to
read it for any reason please leave now. Because it is a  fantasy the sex
will be unprotected. In real life please practise safe  sex.



Parfait took my hand  again and we all went into a large bathroom at the
other end of the cellar. I  hadn't realised it was there before; what other
secrets did the cellar hold I  wondered. There were a dozen cubicles and a
dozen double showers. After using  the loo I showered with Parfait and although
our cocks were still quite hard we  didn't do anything about it. After we
dried off I kept yawning as Parfait very  gently applied some soothing balm
to my pucker and very carefully applied some  inside my well used arsehole
too. My arsehole kind of ached but I felt no pain  just a little discomfort.
Then Parfait led me upstairs to a small bedroom and  gave me a protein drink
followed by a pill which he said would help me to sleep  soundly. When I lay
on the bed Parfait loosely tied my hands so that I couldn't  play with my
cock, but I could reach the bottle of water and the bottle of  protein shake
on the bedside cabinet. Because everywhere in the house was heated  to 20
degrees centigrade as usual there wasn't a bedcover. Parfait leant in and
kissed me goodnight and I was fast asleep before he'd left the  room.
I don't know what time it was when I awoke, there  were no windows in the
room, but Parfait had left a night-light on. I was very  thirsty and I was
starving, but I knew I'd get no solid food over the weekend.  So I drank some
water and then the protein shake. My arsehole tingled a bit but  it didn't
hurt, it just felt empty. My cock was hard, but I couldn't reach it to  have
a morning wank. I was just considering fucking the mattress when the door
opened and Fabrice walked in, he was dressed the same as yesterday but
without  the blazer. He went to the fridge, there seemed to be one in every room,
took  out a large bottle of love-juice, and came over to the  bed.
"Morning Paul, did you sleep well? And are you  looking forwards to today'
s session?"
I grinned up at him  and wiggled my hips so that my morning woody jiggled
about.
"I had a really good sleep, and look, my cock is  raring to go!"
Fabrice gave a dirty chuckle as he untied  my hands and handed me the
love-juice which I started to drink. My stomach  rumbled loudly from the lack of
food but I felt okay  otherwise.
"When you've finished the drink we'll get you  cleaned out and showered.
And from the sound of your stomach rumbling you must  be hungry so you'd
better have another protein shake after your shower as well;  then I'll take you
to get dressed for the next session."
I  quickly finished the bottle of love-juice and took Fabrice's hand and he
led me  to the colonic irrigation room. Fabrice told me to try and plumb
myself into the  machine. As I carefully applied lube to my pucker I could
feel that it was very  slightly puffy; and I wondered to myself what it would
feel like after today's  filming. Anyway I successfully plumbed myself into
the machine and Fabrice  praised me before pointing out which buttons to
press and I started the machine  up. While I was being washed out Fabrice
explained something to me.
"Sean, Bob and Dai have come down with a mild tummy bug  so they won't be
able to take part in today's session. We've had a think and  decided on a
new scenario if you'll agree to it. It means that you will be the  star of
the show, and that means you'll have to be fucked a lot of times. What  do you
think?"
My hard cock jerked at the thought and I  leered up at Fabrice.
"You know I love to get fucked, I  can't wait!"
Fabrice chuckled and ruffled my  hair.
"We thought you might say something like that. When  you've finished
showering I'll give you another protein shake and a Viagra type  pill so that you'
ll be ultra sexed-up for the session, then I'll take you to get  dressed.
Oh, you ad-libbed so well yesterday I'm not going to tell you too much  about
the plot, just go with the flow and improvise; we can always put anything
wrong right when we edit."
By now the water was running  crystal clear from the machine so I switched
it off, unplumbed myself and went  to shower. Because my cock was hard and I
was desperate to relieve myself I  unembarrassedly started to piss in the
shower stall before turning the water on;  it made Fabrice chuckle. I
wondered why until I remembered that there were  cameras in the room, so, putting
my hands on my hips, I made a bit of a show of  pissing. I was becoming a
right little exhibitionist! My cock was so hard and  leaking precum that it was
difficult for me not to wank it, but I didn't, I knew  Fabrice would give
me a bollocking and make me stop. I finished pissing and  showered, drying my
pucker carefully. When I was dry Fabrice got me to bend over  and he
checked my arsehole out, he told me that it was perfectly okay. Then  Fabrice
handed me a funny shaped purple pill and another bottle of protein  shake; I
popped the pill and started to drink the shake. Although it wasn't  proper food
the shake did seem to help to take the hunger pangs away. Fabrice  took
hold of my free hand and led me into the corridor. After a couple of  minutes
walking he opened another door revealing a steep staircase. When we got  to
the bottom the door there opened into the back of the dressing room I'd used
yesterday. Fabrice pointed to the back of a chair.
"Those  are the clothes you wore yesterday, even the ripped shirt, put them
on. Today's  session follows on from you, Sean, Bob and Dai being fucked in
the woods.  Parfait and I have bought you to the Head's office for further
punishment.  Claude will play the Head and Farid, the new guy, will be his
Deputy. The plot  is that when we got back to the school you were so nervous
you needed to piss  and you were leaking spunk from your arsehole, so
Parfait had to accompany you  to the bathroom. When he brings you back the other
three have already gone in to  see the Head. Parfait goes into the Head's
office leaving you sitting on a chair  outside the office waiting to see the
Head. You won't see the other three come  out; they leave the office through
another door. We'll film all of that when the  others are better and edit it
in. Okay?"
"Yeah, I think  so."
I finished the drink and started to dress, and once  again my hard cock
poked through my boxers and tented my grey shorts. When I was  dressed Fabrice
used a little gel to ruffle up my hair so that it looked a mess  like
yesterday; he stood back, eyed me up and down and said I looked perfect. I
followed him onto the set; it was small, a short stretch of corridor with half a
dozen chairs, three either side of a door. Above the door were a green light
and  a red light, the red light was on. Two of the camera men from
yesterday were  there, and they smiled and nodded and I smiled and nodded back.
Parfait came out  of the office and Fabrice went in. Parfait gave me a big
smile.
"Sit on a chair nearest the door Paul, fidget and try to  look worried and
frightened if you can; oh, I nearly forgot, perch your arse on  the front of
the chair and lean back with your legs apart and occasionally grope  your
cock through your pocket, try and make sure that the cameras pick up that  you
've got a hard-on. When the green light comes on knock the door and enter
the  room. Okay?"
"Yeah, I think so."
"Good. ACTION!"
Parfait spoke in a loud, stern  voice.
"Sit there boy and wait until the green light comes  on then come in; the
Head is interviewing the other three right  now."
Patrice gave me a reassuring smile, winked, and went  through the door. I
fidgeted and groped myself as requested making sure the  bulge of my cock was
visible; and I did feel uncomfortable, I couldn't quite  blank the
cameramen, who were filming me and my bulging shorts in close-up, out  yet. After
several minutes the lights changed. I gave a sigh of resignation, got  up,
knocked on the door and entered the room. I sensed the cameramen follow me  in
and I heard the door shut behind me.
It was a large  room, opposite me was a large, empty desk, Claude was sat
behind it in a large,  black leather armchair. Although there were several
chairs dotted about Fabrice  and Parfait were standing to the right of the
desk and another guy stood to the  left; they had their arms by their sides.
Everyone was wearing the same sort of  outfits Fabrice and Parfait had worn
yesterday and the guys standing had bulging  crotches, obviously they had
hard-ons and no underwear. To the left at right  angles to the desk was a long,
low, black leather armless settee about two feet  away from the wall. To the
right was a small, funny looking table with a padded  leather top. There
were loads of shelves with books on them, and a couple of  cabinets. I made a
bet with myself that one of the cabinets was a fridge. The  other two
cameramen from yesterday were there too and they acknowledged me.  Claude smiled
at me.
"Before we begin filming Paul I'd  like to introduce you to Farid, he's
26, a Moroccan, and he'll be taking part in  the filming. I think you'll like
him," Claude chuckled dirtily, "I know you'll  like his cock!"
We both said hello and I smiled  before looking Farid up and down. He was
5ft 9, about the same build as Parfait,  maybe a touch thinner, with dusky
brown skin, chiselled, handsome, features and  short, thick black hair. His
twinkling eyes were so deep brown they looked  black. I could see he had large
hands with long, thick fingers, and he was  showing a big bulge which
twitched occasionally. My cock jumped as I tried to  imagine what his cock looked
like. My reverie was broken when Claude spoke  again.
"Right, introductions over, let's begin.  ACTION!"
Claude looked me up and down and beckoned for me  to move closer to the
desk, when I was a couple of feet away he beckoned for me  to stop. I stood
with my head bowed and trembled slightly. When Claude spoke his  voice was loud
and authoritative.
"Look at me Boy." I  raised my head. "Well, what have you got to say for
yourself? Your behaviour has  been abominable, leading those other boys
astray with your dirty  ways."
"Er ... er ... what do you mean Sir ...  astray?"
I tried to sound timid and  frightened.
"The other three boys have told me how you  seduced them; are you saying
you didn't?"
"I ... er ... no  Sir, I mmmean yes Sir. Er, it was Sean who seduced me Sir.
And then um ... Bob and  Dai came along and forced me to, er, suck their cocks
and then let them fuck my  ... er bumhole ... er, Sir. Sean didn't need forcing
... er ... Sir; he's been having  sex with them since he was 12!"
Claude's voice got  louder.
"Shut up Boy, stop your filthy lies! That's not  what the other three told
me Boy. Sean told me you've been pestering him for sex  for so long that he
finally gave in. And Bob and Dai told me that you'd  photographed them
having a mutual wank in the toilets and you threatened to post  the photos on
Facebook if they didn't fuck you and Sean."
"B ..  b .. but, that's not true Sir. It was how I told you Sir, the three
of them made  me do it."
"Oh, so the other three boys are lying? Hmmm I don't  think so. I've met a
lot of over-sexed young boys in my time and invariably when  sex occurs it
is the youngest boy who is the instigator! Well we all know what
uncontrollable sexual appetites young boys have so now we're going to see just  how
much you can take! Strip off!"
"Er ... what  Sir?"
You heard me Boy, strip off NOW! Just remember the  school motto: "Don't
complain, take it like a man!" When you're naked stand to  attention with
your hands by your sides. That is unless you need to be caned  into submission
Boy. Well Boy, do you?"
"Er ... no Sir ...  I'll undress."
So I nervously stripped off, placing my  clothes neatly on a nearby chair
as instructed. When I was naked the four big  black men looked me up and down
before focussing on my rigid little cock. I was  getting so turned on by
the scene that my foreskin had peeled back and my  bulbous, bright-red knob
glistened from my precum which slowly dripped towards  the floor in a thin,
breaking line. I'd never felt so sexy, so turned on; it  must be the Viagra
along with the love-juice I thought to myself. Trying to act  the part I moved
nervously from one foot to the other and trembled slightly. I  also tried
to look incredulous as I stared at their huge, hard black cocks, then  I
mumbled nervously.
"Please Sir what are you going to do  to me. I ... er ... hope you're not
going to try and put your huge er penises up my  ... er bumhole Sir? They'd
split me in two!"
Claude almost  shouted his reply.
"Shut up Boy, don't speak unless you're  spoken to. We'll do whatever's
necessary to teach you a  lesson!"
So I shut up and dropped my head a little. Claude  picked up a wooden ruler
and pointed it at my twitching cock; then he turned and  looked at the
others.
"Well gentlemen, there's all the  proof we need of what a provocative
little boy-slut he is. The dirty little  cum-pig's cock is hard and leaking boy
juice just because he's naked in front of  the four of us. I think we all
know what he needs!"
The  other three murmured their agreement; Claude turned back and glared at
me while  pointing to one end of the desk.
"Come to the end of the  desk Boy!"
When I got there Parfait and Fabrice lifted me  up and placed me flat on my
back on the desk with my head hanging down at one  end. My rigid, jerking
cock lay along my little belly leaking precum. The guys  quickly stripped,
dropping their clothes anywhere. Farid was opposite my head,  and although I
was upside down I got a good look at his body. He had a coffee  coloured body
a little thinner than Parfait's but still well defined. His upper  body was
smooth and hairless with dark brown nipples. He had a trimmed rectangle  of
wiry pubes, the rest had been shaved, and his thinnish, but muscled legs,
were hairy. His 10 ½ inch cut cock was the same thickness as Parfait's with
a  pronounced inward curve. He had a big, dark purple, torpedo shaped knob
which  was much thicker than his cock-shaft which was almost black, as was
his tight,  wrinkled, shaved ballbag which contained average sized balls. As I
watched  precum oozed from Farid's wide cock-slit and started to drip
towards the floor.  I licked my lips in anticipation of sucking his big,
beautiful, black pudding  and feeling it pounding away inside my arsehole. Farid
turned around and bent  over to pick up his clothes and put them on a chair.
His big, round, muscular  arsehole and arse-crack were shaved, he flexed and I
saw his purple pucker. My  cock twitched again.
When they were totally naked the  four of them surrounded the desk, their
big black cocks were hard and throbbing  and leaking precum; and then they
attacked my small lily-white body. Fabrice and  Parfait pulled me back until
my bum was half off the desk, and then they lifted  my legs and angled them
so that my feet were flat on the desk at right angles to  my body and wide
apart, thank God I was so young and supple. Of course this left  my arsehole
totally exposed, and my arsehole automatically opened and closed in
anticipation of what was coming next. Fabrice playfully slapped my left  buttock.
"Look Mr. Parfait the dirty little fucker's so up  for this his tiny
little boypussy's winking at us!"
Parfait gave a dirty laugh, the others joined in, and then Claude growled
at me  as he issued another order.
"Whatever you do Boy do not  touch your cock; along with your body it's
our property now.  Understand?"
"Yes ... Sir." I stammered in  reply.
Claude bent over my body and he began to worry my  small, bright-red
nipples, which were already erect, with his teeth and thick  tongue. As Fabrice
and Parfait took turns at licking my arse-crack and pucker  Farid climbed up
onto the table. He knelt and straddled with my head between his  knees, and
then he placed his hands on the desk and lowered his body down. I  opened my
mouth wide and Farid slid his big, dark-purple knob and some of his
cock-shaft into my welcoming mouth and I started to suck on it and lap at it  with
my tongue as his ample precum began to trickle down my throat. Fabrice and
Parfait were now taking turns at tongue fucking my arsehole and gobbing into
it,  and I squirmed on the desk as I got more and more turned on. My little
cock was  rigid and jerking about; a sizeable amount of precum had pooled
on my heaving  belly and begun to run down my sides.
Farid was slowly  feeding me more and more of his 10 ½ inch cock and when
it got to the entrance  to my throat I took a deep breath and relaxed. Once
his big knob was in my  throat I groaned with pleasure when the rest of his
curved cock disappeared down  my throat with comparative ease until his balls
hit my chin; then Farid paused  to let me get used to it. As they worked on
my young body all of them called me  names and talked dirty; it was such a
turn on! Fabrice and Parfait were now  stretching my sphincter and
finger-fucking my arsehole (three fingers each  simultaneously I later saw in the
finished DVD) and when they started to  manipulate my prostate I totally lost
it. My little lily-white body stiffened  and boycum started to shoot from my
cock over Claude's face and up to my neck.  Farid chose that moment to begin
to fuck my throat with slow two inch strokes so  I snorted through my nose
in the throes of my orgasm.
They  never stopped working on my body as I came down from my high and my
cock stayed  rigid. Claude stopped working on my tender nipples and climbed
on the desk  behind Farid. I watched with fascination as he grabbed Farid's
hips and rammed  his massively thick black cock straight up Farid's arsehole
stretching it wide.  Farid just grunted and never changed his fuck-stroke;
he was obviously well used  to being fucked. I found out later that they'd
all had their arseholes well  lubed in readiness for the session. While Farid
continued to slowly fuck my  throat he was now fucking himself on Claude's
massively thick 9 inch black  pudding. It was so sexy to watch Claude's thick
black cock forcing its way in  and out of Farid's arsehole exposing Farid'
s red, inner flesh. I gasped around  Farid's cock as Parfait (my arsehole
could recognise his cock from Fabrice's)  rammed his 10 inch big black cock
all the way up my  arsehole.
"Take that you dirty little cum-bag! I'm going  to fuck your tight little
boypussy until you cum again!" he  shouted.
As Parfait waited for me to get used to his big  black pudding Fabrice
called out.
"Brace yourself Parfait;  now I'm going to fuck your arsehole!"
When Fabrice's cock  broke through Parfait's sphincter he uttered a
breathy "FUCK!" Then seconds  later he started to fuck my arsehole and of course
fuck himself slowly and  steadily on Fabrice's cock. It must have looked so
sexy, my young, small,  lily-white body being fucked from both ends by two
muscled black men with big  cocks while they in turn were being fucked by two
more muscled black men with  even bigger cocks! My muffled groans were
drowned out by the guys grunting and  moaning and the dirty talk. We were all
sweating and the air was charged with  the smell of male sex. We must have
been at it for over ten minutes when all the  stimuli my body was receiving
brought me to the edge of another orgasm. My hands  scrabbled on the desk and I
jerked my groin upwards. Parfait knew I was going to  cum soon.
"That's it Boy, shoot another load of boycum for  us!"
I shuddered and boycum shot from my cock once more.  My orgasm must have
been the catalyst they were waiting for. Claude yanked his  cock from Farid's
arsehole with a loud plop, and Farid eased his cock from my  throat. Fabrice
stopped fucking Parfait and they surrounded my body after  pushing me a
little further back onto the desk. The four of them tossed their  big black
cocks furiously and one by one they shot their big loads of thick  spunk all
over my body. Farid was first; he shot his load all over my face and  hair.
Parfait quickly followed and he shot his load into my arse-crack and still
gaping arsehole. Fabrice was next his load went all over my belly, my still
rigid cock, and my balls. Almost simultaneously Claude came. He shot a couple
of  ropes of thick yellowish spunk onto my tits; then Farid forced my mouth
open and  Claude shot the rest of his big load into my mouth and I managed
not to swallow  all of it. I was so turned on; I loved it all!
The guys  stood back so that the cameramen could film my spunk covered body
and still hard  cock. Although they were aching I managed to keep my legs
open and my feet on  the desk so that my gaping arsehole was still fully
exposed. After a minute or  so of normal filming the cameramen took a few more
minutes taking close-ups;  especially of my arsehole. I opened my mouth wide
and one of the cameramen  filmed the remainder of Claude's load which I'd
kept in my mouth, and then I  swallowed it and smacked and licked my lips. I
didn't get embarrassed at all;  the thought of all the men, and maybe boys,
watching me on the finished DVD and  probably wanking off turned me on so
much. When they'd finished filming me I  gratefully dropped my legs and
relaxed. Claude asked if I was okay to clean off  their cocks and then we'd take a
break. I was knackered and wanted a drink but I  agreed. So Parfait and
Fabrice moved me so that my head lay over the edge of the  desk and one by one
I cleaned their still hard cocks. When I'd finished I got a  round of
applause and Farid helped me to sit up and we all drank more love-juice  and some
water. Due to the love-juice and Viagra all our cocks remained hard.  While
I was drinking I checked out the cameramen who were also having a break,
and I could see from their bulges that they had hard-ons too; I wondered if
they'd taken anything.
For the next scene the guys carried  me over to the table and put me down
by it. I was told to get down on my knees  which I did. Parfait stood in
front of me with his back to me; his muscled black  arse was right in front of
my face. Parfait bent over at right angles and Farid  and Fabrice pulled his
arse-cheeks as wide apart as they'd go exposing Parfait's  dark purple
pucker. Then Claude gruffly ordered me to lick out his sweaty  arse-crack. I set
about my task with growing pleasure, Parfait's sweaty  arse-crack smelt
wonderful and tasted musky with a trace of spunk, and I liked  the taste. After
a few minutes Claude pulled my head back by my hair and Farid  and Fabrice
quickly worked two fingers each into Parfait's arsehole up to their
knuckles, then they pulled so that Parfait's pucker opened up. Claude pushed my
head back between Parfait's arse-cheeks while ordering me to tongue-fuck
Parfait's arsehole. As I poked my tongue in and out of his arsehole and licked
around inside; Parfait moaned softly. After several heavenly minutes Farid
took  Parfait's place, and so it carried on until I'd licked all four sweaty
 arse-cracks and then tongue-fucked all four arseholes. The scene looked
great on  the edited DVD, me surrounded by four big black men with my little
white face  buried between their sweaty black arse-cheeks.
Although my jaws and tongue ached when I'd finished rimming all four guys I
 didn't care, the musky tastes and flavours of the guys' sweaty arseholes
had  increasingly turned me on more and more as time went by. Whoever had
been the  spare guy while I was rimming them had played with my body. Once
again I was  going into sensory overdrive, and, although they hadn't touched
it, my cock was  rigid and jerking, and dripping precum onto the floor. I
could feel another  orgasm building but knew I couldn't touch my cock. I guess
Claude knew I was  close to cumming again because he rubbed the palm of his
hand over my tightening  ballbag then spoke.
"The dirty little fuckers ready to  shoot another load of boy-juice, his
balls are tightening; who wants his  load?"
"I'll take it Headmaster, and then I'll share it  with you, Mr. Parfait
and Mr. Fabrice."
"Okay Mr Farid; Mr  Fabrice pick up the little cum-pig."
Fabrice stooped,  wrapped his muscled black arms tightly around my
lily-white chest and stood up.  My feet were now a foot or so off the floor and I
could feel Fabrice's big  throbbing cock between my upper thighs. When Farid
knelt down his mouth was in  front of my jerking cock. Although my foreskin
was already tucked behind my  corona Parfait put his thumb and a finger
around the base of my cock to keep it  there. Then Farid dropped his mouth over
my knob and began to tongue it and suck  on it. Claude stood behind Fabrice,
reached around him, and started to play with  my stiff little nipples; I was
in heaven! Suddenly in one swift movement Farid  moved forwards, Parfait
let go of my cock and Farid swallowed it whole, and then  my balls too. I
gasped as he worked his throat muscles around my knob. Within  minutes I cried
out.
"Oh fuck Sirs, I'm gonna  cum!"
Farid pulled off my balls and throbbing cock; he  kept his mouth wide open
and Parfait firmly held my cock and directed it so that  when my body
convulsed and I started to shoot my load all of my boycum went  straight into Farid
's gaping mouth. When the last of my boycum dribbled from my  cock-slit
Parfait firmly milked my still hard cock-shaft and thumbed up the  extra blob
of boycum that appeared from my cock-slit. Parfait stuck his thick  black
thumb into my mouth and I sucked on it avidly. Meanwhile Farid was  Frenching
Claude and sharing my boycum with him as they fondled each others'  sweaty
black bodies. When they broke apart Claude began to French Fabrice while
Farid and Parfait picked me up and laid me on my back on the table with my head
hanging down one end, the other end finished at the base of my spine
leaving my  buttocks in mid-air.
While Farid supported my buttocks  Parfait flicked a switch on the wall and
four chains with soft leather cuffs at  their ends descended from the
ceiling. They quickly attached the cuffs to my  wrists and around my knees after I
'd bent my legs as ordered. In seconds my arms  were spread wide as were my
legs and I gripped the chains for support. Parfait  flicked another switch
and two more chains descended, this time with wide,  padded leather belts
attached to the ends. Parfait started to French Fabrice and  Claude took his
place in helping Farid to fit one belt around my body just below  my nipples
and the other around the small of my back and my little heaving  belly. They
removed the table and my little; lily-white body was suspended in  mid-air
totally vulnerable. They adjusted the length of the chains slightly and
finally they pushed a short, narrow, padded board under the belts to support my
 spine. Everyone paused and we all drank some more love-juice and water;
then  Claude growled.
"Now your real punishment begins you  arse-licking, cock-sucking, dirty
little cum-whore! We'll teach you not to  seduce the other boys; when we've
finished with you you'll be totally spent and  too exhausted to bother them
again for at least a week!"
With that the other three attacked my totally vulnerable young body while
Parfait put his hand under my head to raise it before feeding me his 10
inch,  big black pudding. While I tongued and sucked Parfait's big cock strong
hands  roamed my body. Someone was pinching and playing with my nipples,
someone was  fondling and squeezing my balls and the third guy had pulled my
lily-white  arse-cheeks apart and was tonguing my sweaty, hairless arse-crack
and lapping at  my pucker. That soon changed, he gobbed on my pucker and
easily worked two long  thick fingers into my arsehole and started to finger
fuck it. He gobbed again  and worked a third finger up my arsehole; I moaned
with pleasure around  Parfait's throbbing cock, and my cock jerked and jumped
about.
After several minutes Parfait eased his cock from  my mouth, accompanied by
a fair amount of my saliva, and Farid fed me his  curved, 10 ½ inch cock. I
relaxed and began breathing solely through my nose;  once his big knob had
eased into my throat Farid kept going until his balls hit  my chin when he
began to fuck my throat with short slow strokes. Whoever was now  finger
fucking my arsehole had gobbed into it before working three fingers into  it. He
concentrated on manipulating my prostate and I started to writhe about in
my chains. I was going into sensory, sexual overdrive and only vaguely heard
 someone comment: "His balls are tightening!" a big meaty hand grasped my
cock-shaft and after he'd tossed me a couple of times I shuddered and
another  load of boycum erupted from my cock and rained down on my suspended
body;  worryingly my cock stayed stiff. When they went to change positions again
and  Farid had eased his cock from my throat and mouth I  whispered.
"I think I've got to  piss."
They chuckled and Claude  said:
"No problem Paul."
Farid  raised my head and I watched as the Claude and Fabrice raised and
turned my body  sideways. Parfait slipped a large bottle with a wide neck over
most of my  cock-shaft and then turned and smiled at me.
"Okay Paul,  piss away."
Unselfconsciously I started to piss; by the  time I'd finished I'd half
filled the bottle. Then they turned me back and this  time Fabrice supported
my head before feeding me his very veiny, thick black 11  inch cock. The
other guys went back to tormenting my young body. Fabrice didn't  try to
throat-fuck me so I sucked avidly on his knob while I tongued his  cock-shaft.
Minutes later Fabrice groaned, he pulled his throbbing cock from my  mouth and
aimed it so that when he came his spunk landed on my belly, my chest  and all
over my face. (But he still held my head up so that I could see what was
happening.) That set Farid off, he stopped playing with my nipples, aimed his
 big black cock and shot his load onto my cock, my belly, my chest and my
face; I  must have looked a right state and the action paused for the
cameramen to take  close-ups, and for us to take on more liquids. The guys all
praised me and told  me what an excellent job I was doing.
When we resumed  Claude lifted my head and fed me his huge knob which I
immediately set to work  on. Through the corner of my eye I could see that
Fabrice wasn't playing with my  nipples, he was tossing his big black cock and
seconds later his thick spunk was  raining down onto my face and body. Then
Parfait came into view by Fabrice's  side, as he tossed his rigid black cock
I could just see Fabrice ram several  fingers straight up Parfait's
arsehole. Parfait groaned loudly and his spunk  spewed from his cock onto my body,
mainly my face and Claude's very thick  cock-shaft. He'd just finished
cumming when Claude eased his huge knob from my  mouth and added his load of
thick yellowish spunk to the rest that covered my  lily-white body. As he
finished cumming Claude wiped Parfait's remaining spunk  from his still hard
cock-shaft and rubbed it into my hair. The guys stood back  and the cameramen
took over getting close-ups of my spunk covered  body.
That done they quickly set me free and Parfait  helped me to sit up on the
table; I leant back and rested against his sweaty  body as we all took a
well earned break and drank more love-juice and water.  While I rested against
Parfait's body he expertly massaged my shoulders and  Farid and Fabrice
massaged my legs, which felt great. The guys all spoke  together asking me if I
wanted to finish the scene or not, saying I'd done  really well, but they
wondered if I was too tired or drained to carry on. I  don't know what was in
the pill they gave me but I was still totally worked up  and my cock was
rigid and jerking about. There was no way I wanted the sex to  end now.
"Yes I want to carry on; and remember you  promised me that I was going to
get fucked lots of times! I was hoping you meant  you'd be fucking my
arsehole with your big black puddings, not just your  fingers!"
Everyone laughed or chuckled at  that.
"There's a slight problem though, my throat feels a  little sore and I was
hoping to suck more cock too."
Claude nodded.
"Yeah, that is sometimes a problem, it's  happened with other boys. We can
give you an injection which will relax your  throat muscles and has no side
effects, and when the shooting is over we'll give  you something to soothe
your throat. We've found with other boys that it will be  good as new after
you've had a sleep. How does that  sound?"
As well as being desperate for some cock up my  arsehole I wanted to be
able to suck some cock too. I was the star of the show  and I wanted to make a
really good movie. Knowing that they'd done this loads of  times with other
boys I trusted their judgement.
"That  sounds like a good idea, okay you can do that."
"Good  boy; Farid there's a full syringe in the fridge."
Farid  returned with the syringe and handed it to Claude who expertly
injected it into  the base of my neck; I didn't feel a thing. Handing the empty
syringe back to  Farid Claude turned and spoke to me again.
"Most of the  spunk has dried on your body and it has either been absorbed
into your skin or  is flaking off. For the sake of continuity would you mind
if, once you've been  strung back up, the cameramen wank off and shoot
their loads over your  body?"
I could tell from the cameramen's expressions that  they were up for it. My
eyes glistened and I leered when I  replied.
"I don't mind, but there's a condition, they have  to be naked from now on
and for the rest of the session so that I can see how  turned on they are
while they're filming us!"

End of  part six; I hope you enjoyed it.
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