Date: Tue, 14 Jun 2005 19:16:34 +0100
From: PC
Subject: Michael and David (scat)

If you are under eighteen please do not read this or if this sort of
material is banned where you live, if you do it is not my fault (although I
think the nifty archives is a great place for horny teens, but there you
go.)

Here goes...

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Hi. My name is David. I was in the first year of my GCSE's, 14 years old,
5'10". A pretty average sort of guy. I was walking home from school one
evening like I normally do when a car pulled up in front of me. As I drew
up to the car the man inside wound down the window and asked for directions
to a house a few blocks away. He was black and muscley. I gave him the
directions to the house he wanted and he then asked where I lived, I told
him and he offered to give me a lift as it was quite near where he was
going, I accepted and got in the car.

On the way we talked and I found out his name was Michael, he asked mine
and I told him. When we got to my house he asked if he could come in and
use my telephone, I said sure, why not and let him in. While he used the
telephone I went to get a drink for myself and him. I came back just as he
was putting the phone down.

"Where are your parents?" he asked. I told him they don't normally get back
until about eight o clock in the evening so I had four hours to do my
homework and whatever else I wanted. He then asked if he could stay for a
while because he had just phoned his friend and he wouldn't be ready for
him to go round for another hour and a half yet. I said he could but I
needed to get on with my homework and that he could use the TV and eat some
food out of the fridge. He thanked me and lay down on the sofa to watch the
TV.

I went to do my homework upstairs and came down fifteen minutes later to
check he was ok, when I came down I saw he had his eyes closed, I was about
to walk quietly back upstairs when I noticed a bulge in his trousers. I
moved closer wondering why I was so captivated by this bulge, I had never
been inclined towards boys before and I couldn't think why it was having
this effect on me. When I was about half a metre away the bulge seemed to
get bigger and I could see the outline of his dick through his trousers. I
couldn't resist, I reached out and touched it. The moment I did so he
jerked awake and sat up, I backed away whispering my apologies.

He reached over and grabbed me and said, "You think your man enough for my
cock?" I was too shocked to reply. He then lifted me into the air and said,
"You want my cock, you have to earn it."

I didn't know what he meant by that but I was beginning to get scared by
the way he was holding me and what he was saying. I said, "I'm sorry!"
again but his reply was, "It's too late now, you have to pay for what
you've done." He then carried me up to the bathroom, came inside with me
and locked the door, he then ordered me to remove my clothes. I hesitated
and he said, "Do it bitch, or I'll have to do it for you." I began to
remove my clothes and he commanded me to go faster. When I was totally
naked he told me he needed to take a dump. I indicated the toilet and he
said "Oh no, this is how you earn my cock."  I wondered what he was talking
about, he then told me to get in the bath and lie down, which I did. He
then pulled down the back of his trousers and told me to close my eyes. I
obeyed and wondered what was going to happen. Then next thing I felt was a
warm, moist substance falling onto my chest. I opened my eyes and to my
disbelief saw him squatting over me taking his dump onto my chest!!!

He looked down and saw me looking and roared at me, "I thought I told you
to close your eyes." I tried to say that I wanted him to stop but he said,
"You don't like this? Just wait until you see what comes next. Now CLOSE
YOUR EYES!!!" I did as I was told. Strangely this seemed to be turning me
on; my dick was swelling in size and feeling hotter. Now Michael told me to
open my eyes and look at the mess he had made on my chest. He then turned
over and lay on top of me wiggling around to squidge all the crap into my
chest. His dick was rock hard and rubbing against mine which was turning me
on even more.

He then stood up and told me to lick his chest, I stared at him in
disbelief, there was no way I was going to lick his crap off him. He saw me
hesitate and pulled up my legs and thrust his crap coated middle finger up
my arse, I screamed. He said "Lick it off or there will be more going up
there." He pulled out his finger and I sat up and opened my mouth. I stuck
out my tongue and started licking his own mess off him. Although I felt
sick I also felt a strange sense of happiness as if this is what I was born
to do, lick shit off black mens bodies.

He then told me to stop and told me I had earned the right to lick out his
arse. He turned round and thrust his arse in my face, to my bewilderment I
found myself licking it. I was licking with such enthusiasm like I couldn't
get enough. Eventually his arse was clean and he said, "Ok bitch, you
licked me out, now its time for your reward." He turned me round, made me
get into a crawling position and told me to hold my arse cheeks open. I
felt a pressure at my arsehole and then pain. I screamed again and he
growled, "You started this bitch, take it like a man." I gritted my teeth
as he started pounding the inside of my arsehole with his big black cock.

Suddenly he withdrew and held his cock to my mouth, there was my shit all
over it and a blob of cum was leaking out of the top. He said, "Suck it
whore." I opened my mouth to protest but he thrust it in. I gave up and
began to suck realising I was swallowing my own shit. "Urrgh, he groaned
and then his dick seemed to explode in my mouth, it ejected huge amounts of
cum into my mouth, I counted seven squirts and then it stopped.

He got up, I realised that I had also cum while this was going on. He
looked at me and smiled, "Maybe next time you will think before touching a
mans dick." I was too tired to answer and just nodded. He got up and stood
over me, he turned on the shower and washed us both off and then we both
got dressed and went downstairs. "I have to go." He said, "I will wait in
the same place as we met today tomorrow. See you there." He slammed the
door behind him. I thought to myself, there is no way I am meeting him
there, but then something inside me seemed to say, "Don't be so sure about
that"...


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Thank you and I hope you enjoyed the story. (We don't have to do the sort
of things that were done in the story that is just the sort of thing I like
to write about.)