Date: Sun, 9 Oct 2011 21:52:15 -0700 (PDT)
From: pat roberts <philip_effiong@yahoo.com>
Subject: White Sunset 14

After the Party: Lukas to Lagos


The events described here unfold following those in Episode 12 of White
Sunset (Birthday Boy Part 3)

This story relates the further adventures of Lukas, our erstwhile Birthday
Boy, now that he has been restored to his proper owner. Aziz has handed
full control of PodBoy Lukas back to his fellow African Resurgence
Director, Adedeji, following the most entertaining birthday party for Jomo,
his son.  Jomo and his friends, having had such fun with the blonde
whiteboy, really didn't want to say goodbye to him, but in the event he was
loaded back on to the Resurgence van, his abused white ass filled with
early morning cum from Jomo and his two best buddies, Mawalaude and Mensah.
That was Sunday. The African boys jerked each-other off in the afternoon
thinking about what they had done to the helpless Lukas, but then like
active boys, they soon forgot him. There would always be promising new
whiteboys to dominate and fuck. When their over-active black cocks got hard
on Monday they transferred their attentions to training Bobby, a new white
PodBoy at their school.  Bobby was straight out of London and was only just
learning how to cope with his new young black masters. Sweet!

                                                    * * * * * *

Lukas is flown to Lagos just three days later.  He's loaded naked as part
of his new Nigerian master's luggage, on his master Adedeji's private
LearJet. He had lost his travel clothes, a brief white vest and white short
shorts, in the van on first contact with the baggage handlers, who had
taken turns to fuck him all the way to the airport.

He didn't expect anything less.  He had been serviced constantly in the
three days before leaving and brought to a peak of physical and sexual
performance. Lukas's visa was given preliminary vetting only after a visit
to the Nigerian ambassador's house where he was soundly fucked both by the
ambassador and his 16 year old son. Both were well hung. Fortunately he had
already commenced three enlargement sessions, each morning, with four
exceptionally well hung enthusiastic Zulu trainers, who prepared him for
the generally larger dicks of his future Nigerian clientele. The Zulus were
older guys, in their late twenties and more than a little sadistic.

"No pain, no gain!" said Adedeji as he handed the white over to them " Do
what you like with him, but no serious marks or damage, or I will have your
nigga asses!"

The sessions were videoed and relayed through the stables for all to
watch. A highlight was seeing Lukas double penetrated after a cock and ball
torture session when ten kilos in weights were swung from his white balls.
The video itself was on sale in local sexshops before Lukas hit the airport
and was up on the company website for downloading.

The LearJet was equipped with two cages at rear for product export/import.
Three other "2 Star"whiteboys were being shipped - utilising an over-supply
of suitable white boys in Southern Africa universities, and easing severe
supply shortages in Nigeria. Most student unions in colleges and
universities had now signed up to the Southern Africa -- Nigerian
Opportunities Programme (NigOppro) run by the company. The student unions
and colleges were paid a large negotiated "transfer fee" for each recruited
white male student under the age of 25.

There is no room in the cages other than for the three tall blond boys to
stand naked . The boys cuddle each other for support through the journey
watched by the amused handlers. Two hours out of Lagos all three boys are
fed with massive doses of Sudanese Blister-Beetle sexual stimulants "to
facilitate passage through the airport facilities".  Their young black
handlers, forbidden to fuck them on board, now begin to tease them by
stroking their turgid white cocks and fingering their black-cock-hungry
white holes.

The journey sees Lukas naked, sucking his master's huge black tool quite
openly in front of the all-Nigerian crew. Pilot, co-pilot, steward, product
handlers all come down the cabin to watch in turn.  Lukas can be used, if
his master permits, on a company rutting horse, three foot high and leather
covered, fixed centre floor. The pilots come back individually to chat to
his master and are both invited to use him.  They do so with gusto,
remaining in their uniform shirts, with their large black cocks, ready for
such a 4 star treat, sticking proudly out from their tailored grey uniform
pants.

Before fucking him and, at Adedeji's request in front of the full cabin
crew, the Captain had happily given Lukas four strokes of the cane on his
naked white ass, pushed up for treatment on the rutting horse. For most of
the journey, however, Lukas is treated like a pet. The steward brings a few
blankets for him to sleep on, curled up naked at his master's feet as
master works, his tattooed and striped white ass shining in the sunlight
pouring through the Lear-jet windows.  This privileged treatment is most
unusual.  Adedeji sees the handlers don't really approve. They ask Chief
Adedeji, hopefully, if he wants the slaveboy caned again or shackled at the
side of the plane. Adedeji tells them not to bother and dozes off.  The
steward and the two minders, inflamed by the caning, take the opportunity
to fuck the three products in the rear of the plane through their wire
cages. Their dicks have been bulging in their uniforms since take off,
especially since they watched the Captain and then the Co-Pilot, cane and
fuck the splayed out Lukas on the rutting horse. As ordered, the caged
white boys press their white butts against the strong wire grills and the
long fat Nigerian cocks are easily able to fuck them to the balls. Each
black is able to sample all three and finally have their long Nigerian
cocks sucked off.  The minders think it best not to fill the white butts
with cum in transit as that could bring disciplinary action.

By the time of descent through the West African clouds every black on the
plane had fucked a whiteboy ass, ( the young horny junior staff had fucked
three each!). More than that, every whiteboy had been fucked by at least
three large Nigerian on-board cocks, but it was only Lukas whose butthole
was filled with African cum. Adedeji got one of the handlers to feed him
his pre-airport stimulants and to butt plug him with an eight inch black
plug. Before that he was entertained by telling the young and exceedingly
handsome steward to fuck him on the floor right in front of him, adding
another load of Nigerian cum up the white hole, before the handler inserted
the plug.

For arrival at the main cargo terminal all the boys are collared and
leashed and given brief white cotton Pod shorts and abbreviated white
vests. Lukas alone is kept naked but for a gold satin cock pouch, butt plug
and g string. Golden silk tassels are clipped tightly to each of the boy's
nipples. His perky white ass is on full public view as, leashed and
plugged, he follows his black master down the steps of the plane and across
the tarmac. Chief Adedeji's name was tattooed on the left cheek and his
"prime white meat" status made clear by the four black stars on the
right. By the time they reached the doors of the cargo terminal an
enthusiastically jeering group of black cargo handlers and ground staff
were following and teasing the red faced, stiff dicked Lukas and his
amazing black-plugged, whipped white ass.

Special dispensation for the company's whiteboys is habitually given by
Nigerian immigration and customs. Ministers and senior officers are keen
users of the stables at highly discounted rates, and at the airport the
young junior staff are always pleased to have some fun at the boys'
expense.

 At Customs, in minutes, the three 2 Star boys are strip searched in a row
by five senior customs officers with two trained dogs.  Chief Adedeji and
Lukas watch. Lukas's gold cock pouch serves only to emphasise his
hopelessly erect cock.  He watches as the boys are bent over the customs
counter and to cheerful laughter their holes are sniffed and licked by the
dogs. They are prepared for inspection by a surgical instrument gradually
expanding the opening. Each officer shines a light up each white ass and
checks the boy isn't hiding anything there.

The searches seem very thorough, thinks Lukas, as each boy is examined by
all five of the officers. The middle boy, Lukas thinks, must be especially
suspect, as one of the officers puts on a rubber glove, lubricates it and
then pushes his fist into the white hole making the boy scream. In and out
goes the black arm. The boy gasps, shooting a good deal of white cum down
the side of the counter. The customs officer laughs as his dog licks up the
whiteboy's cum.

In moments the three whites are pushed to their knees and begin to suck off
the officers' black dicks.

 As today is a "training day", the three whiteboys are not finished with
just yet. Pushed again over the inspection counter their asses are now
stretched and fondled by a group of young trainee customs officers. The
excited teenage blacks are shown at length how to deal with the inspection
of Pod White boys and all three boys are in the process fisted by several
of the black trainees. Circle jerks around the three kneeling whites see
their faces coated copiously by thick African cum.

Before that happens though Lukas is guided into an inner office where he is
to be fucked in front of Master Adedeji by the Colonel in Charge. Colonel
Banjo was most taken by the gold tassles and especially his cockpouch,
though he yanked it off him, sniffed it deeply, and handed it to his
grinning Adjutant, Captain Jonjo.  The Colonel had Lukas kneel in front of
him, kiss his shiny black boouts, unzip him and pull out his enormous black
enforcer. Lukas gasped at the 12 inch long, fat black tool. Respectfully
the white boy licked the purple helmet and gently lifted the heavy black
balls from the officers soft cotton briefs. With no ceremony the black
officer shoved the ebony cock deep into the young blond boy's mouth.

"Take a true Nigerian tool, white boy!"

Lukas deep-throated the huge thick black snake, soon getting down to the
officer's black balls. The adjutant gasped with amazement mesmerised by the
sight of the huge throbbing black dick disappearing and re-emerging from
the blond boy's handsome face.  He grabbed and stroked his own bulging
crotch.

"Wow Sir, he's a real slut for African cock Sir!!"

 The Colonel felt like he was being sucked by a vacuum cleaner.  He moaned,
stroking the boy's soft blond hair and increased the thrusts into the
white's mouth.

"My God Adedeji this one is the best yet! A real slut, and so pretty
too.Where did you find it?"

"He's good isn't he? A true four star white, with an ass to match.  Why
don't you try it's asshole?"

"Sure thing!" said the Colonel "Mind if my young adjutant tries it's mouth,
Adedeji?

"Be my guest! And you too, young man" -- he said to the handsome young
Hausa Captain who was already unzipping his pants and pulling out a very
beautiful long cock. Adedeji was entranced by the beauty of the young man's
coal black dick and somewhat to his own, and certainly to Jonjo's surprise,
he reached out to hold it, and then pull out and feel the tight black
balls. "You are a very beautiful young man!" he murmured to the surprised
but pleased Captain, who grinned broadly. The young satin-black cock
lengthened and strengthened, twitching strongly in Adedeji's hand.

"Stretch the slave over the desk, Colonel, and pull out his butt-plug. You
can both get satisfaction then from either end!  As long as you give me his
entry certificate afterwards!  I need him for my dinner party tonight."

"Don't worry once we've entered him the certificate is yours, Adedeji,
though it will need to be regularly renewed!"  The three blacks laughed as
the Colonel removed the thick black rubber cum-covered butt-plug which came
out with a loud plop. He sniffed it and got Lukas to lick it clean. The two
immigration officers to get the best out of the opportunity, pushed their
pants around their ankles, baring their muscled black asses and strong
thighs.  Adedeji pulled Lukas by the leash to lick out both of the superb
black asses.  He put him first on to the Adjutant and himself spread the
smooth, firm round coal-black cheeks,letting Lukas deep tongue the hole
whilst Adedeji gently manipulated the black youth's erect and eager cock.
Then he put him to work on the larger black ass of the Colonel making the
older man groan with pleasure.

Minutes later the Colonel pushed the whiteboy over the desk, and slapped
the upturned white ass hard four or five times. Lukas yelped, but not for
long. Adjutant Jonjo fed his long coal-black snake into and down the blonde
boy's willing mouth.

 Adedeji sat back, pulled out his own cock, and stroked it as he watched
his new property being fucked, slapped and certificated from both ends by
more than twenty inches of Nigerian cock. He especially admired how the
young Captain Jonjo took total mastery of a whiteboy much the same age as
him. And Lukas seemed to respond to the handsome young black, his hands
shyly feeling and cupping the round and shiny black ass, even gently
fingering the black's now lubricated hole, feeling it tense as Jonjo pushed
his beautiful ebony tool in and out of Lukas's own throat. As Jonjo deeply
explored his throat Lukas didn't gag -- his training in past months,
thought Adedeji, was paying off!

"Lick my nigger balls, Boy!!" commanded the young Captain.

"You're a real slut, whiteboy, for black cock, aren't you Boy? "  boomed
the Colonel as he pounded into the Boy's ass-hole, slapping the white
cheeks as he did so

"Glugg, Gluugg!!" responded the slut whiteboy as pushed his increasingly
sore white ass up to get more of the Colonel's impressive tool. Adedeji
realised that the boy, sexed up as he was with a massive overdose of
Sudanese Blister Beetle stimulant, simply couldn't get enough black cock!
Well he was in for a real treat tonight, from his closest buddies - some of
the best PodBoy fuckers in Lagos who loved nothing more than a drug
enhanced gang-bang on a sweet young white ass..

As Lukas now raised that ass for the Colonel's benefit, his lithe young
white body shook with the pounding the black officer was giving him.
Adedeji could see the white boy's shaved cock -- hard and pulsing, the
foreskin pulled back over his bright red knob, and his low hanging balls
shaking and bouncing to the Colonel's thrusts. He reached out and pulled
the white balls a little.

A muffled "Gluggg" escaped from the boy's mouth muffled by Jonjo's long
black tool which was now being pushed fully in and and then right out out
with no restraint -straight down the boy's throat to the black balls. The
Colonel's hand came down to where Adedeji was squeezing the boy's balls.
He grinned at Adedeji and smacked the rigid white tool. Adedeji tugged the
white balls, a little more this time, and squeezed the nearest white
tit. Jonjo squeezed the other and ruffled the blond boy's hair.

Everything then happened together. Captain Jonjo pulled out of the boy's
throat and spurted wads of Nigerian cum into his face. Adedeji, grasping
the young Captain's naked round butt, and feeling him down to the back of
his black balls, shot into Lukas's open mouth. The Colonel gasped and
pumped his higher-ranked spunk deep into the white ass, and Lukas, the
Colonel's cock still buried inside him, shot off all over the desk.

Lukas was ordered by his Master Adedeji to lick clean the long rigid length
of Jonjo's black tool and then, presented with the Colonel's thicker ebony
fuck-stick, he did the same for that. The tools and everyone's hands were
wiped in his hair, and the Colonel gave the whiteboy a few last slaps on
the ass.

"Now lick up that mess you made on my desk, Boy!"

As the officers pulled up and zipped up their pants they watched the
leashed naked white boy, on all fours on the desk, licking up his own cum,
his face and hair coated in the jism of his master and the young Captain
Jonjo, the Colonel's cum oozing out of his upturned asshole.  Seeing this
Adedeji got Jonjo to reinsert the large black butt plug. Jonjo did so in
one smooth push, then moved the plug back and fore a few times for his own
amusement.

"Thank-you Sir!" groaned Lukas to the handsome smiling young black, fucking
him with the plug.

"Any time Boy! Hope the Colonel lets me see you again Boy!"

"Well I think we can say that the boy's entry formalities are completed,
Adedeji!" said the Colonel "I assume, as he will be stabled at your house,
you will personally bring him down to me for processing every Friday along
with your other personal whiteboy?"

"Of course Colonel. You and your adjutant can process both together. Indeed
you would be welcome to visit me at home and use him there.  Boy Andy will
be with me for a month or so and then will be transferred, either to our
operation in Senegal or in the Congo. I've had a tempting offer for him
from the Emirates, but I don't want to lose him from the company just
yet. He's a good profit earner and I know he will be in high demand in one
of our newer ventures."

So ended Lukas's entry to Nigeria.  It was all, unknown to Lukas, a put-up
job. In fact Lukas, and the other boys, had already been fully cleared for
immigration in advance the day after Lukas had been fucked by the Nigerian
Ambassador.  A machine readable micro chip identifying them as African
Resurgence property had been implanted in each white cock, and a bar code
on their white butt gave a one week renewable visa .  However each week a
small team of immigration officers would need to examine all credentials
most thoroughly.  Now, on their actual entry, each white butt is provided
with a second indelible bar-code recording the landing permit.

Outside, the four leashed naked white boys embrace and say goodbye. Three
of them are going to the Central Stables in a van -- Lukas travels on the
floor at the feet of his master in Adedeji's chauffeur driven Mercedes.
His master tells him the are going straight to the beach house where he
will be teamed up with Andy. Lukas had heard a lot of the Lagos based
PodWhite -- now was his chance to meet him!





I hope you enjoyed the further adventures of Lukas.  I don't get much
feedback -- so please let me know if you want further episodes?

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