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Subject: The DVD Tales – 7 (Adult-Youth) This is a `real’ story and that means there are no men with cocks the size of an elephant’s trunk and balls as big as eggs! That is fantasy. This is `real’ in the sense that this sort of thing does happen and although a work of fiction, it is `real’ enough to be enjoyed — real people, real sexual organs and real situations. I have been swamped with messages, ideas for scenes, comments and photos of people they would like to see in the forthcoming chapters. It seems there are a lot of guys who have friends, people they like or lust after and want to see them described and name checked in the chapters. Good idea — so let me know who you want me to describe for you. Not interested in celebrities and I will only use first names but with descriptions so they “come alive” for you! They will go well in the orgy scenes to follow! If you want to mail me (and please do) then check the end of this chapter for further information. By the way — although based on some real characters, it is an extension of my imagination. Remember that as you hopefully jack hard to it! Essex (2008) THE DAVD TALES — 7 Mark looked at him and then down to his jeans and the London-style red string in his belt loop. Pod was grinning and nodding as though he knew what Mark was thinking and Mark was slow in getting the message. “It’s cool bro. Tony called and told me what was happening and told me to look after you!” “You mean, you, you …” “It’s cool! Tony and me go back long ways man! Now you got a few things to get sorted man, cos he’s got a few things for you and I need to make sure you get ready for them.” Mark walked alongside him as Pod told him the details and if Mark was shocked, he didn’t show it. He was excited by what he was hearing and even more after his fucking by Tony. Pod outlined his first meeting with Tony and how he was now working for him. “You get paid?” asked Mark as they reached the end of his street. “Yeh! Now look man, you gotta get some things done tomorrow cos Tony wants you for something at the weekend. Meet me outside Star Halls at nine tomorrow.” “What for?” asked Mark and suddenly wondered where the answer was going to take him. “Tony wants you tatted man!” Mark looked at him wide eyed. “But I can’t get a tattoo! My dad will kill me and …” “And nothing man! Tony is paying and he wants you tatted up and you ain’t got no choice. I got one!” Pod said and pulled his track bottoms down to expose a small frog on the side of his thigh. “It’s cool. Look, got this guy who does stuff for Tony and he knows what you do. By the way,” Pod pulled a �50 note out of his pocket and handed it to Mark, “this is from Tony as a sort of keep you sweet bribe! Don’t throw it all away man.” With that Pod turned and started jogging back down the street before Mark could ask anything more. He stood outside his house for a few minutes and wondered what would happen in the morning. He didn’t want a tattoo, or one that his dad would see anyway, but now he owed Tony as far as Tony was concerned and there was nothing to do to get out of the situation. The following morning Pod arrived late and Mark was agitated and very nervous. “Where you been Pod? It’s nearly 10!” Pod looked tired but was still grinning. “Had to jack one out before I came out. So horny man!” They both laughed and then Mark became quieter as they walked through the shopping mall, down a side street and entered a small door at the side of the rear service entrance. The tattoo parlour was not yet open for business and the way the owner greeted Pod, Mark could tell there was a certain something between them. After waiting by the door for what seemed ages, he was called over and directed to sit in what looked like a dentist’s chair. Pod introduced Andy and they exchanged handshakes. Andy was in his 40s and tall, but his smile was relaxing for Mark who was still feeling nervous but determined not to show it to Pod. “You sure this is what Tony wants?” asked Andy as he cleaned his tools and stared at Pod who was slumped in a chair by the window. “Yeh. He told you what he wanted on the phone man. Just do what he said and it’s cool. That right Mark?” Mark wasn’t sure what was going to happen but just nodded and looked at Pod with a puzzled look. “Okay Pod. That’s what Tony wants, that’s what Tony gets. Take your pants off kid and lay face down on the chair.” As he said it Andy fiddled with the chair and it started to slide out into a sort of bed. Mark stood up and looked at Andy. “Pants off? Where are you going to put the tattoo?” Pod laughed and stood up. “Stop being a wuzzy and get your pants off man! He’s just going to put one on your ass. No fucker will see it!” He laughed and sat back down and Mark dropped his pants, unaware of what Pod’s last words would really come to mean later. Mark lay face down on the chair, his small ass upright and his cock pressed into the cold leather. He was nervous and stiffened as Andy rubbed some cool liquid on his ass and then Mark suddenly felt him prise apart his ascheeks. “What you doing?” he asked and lifted his head up. “Stay down and relax kid,” Andy said, “you’ll feel stinging and bit of a pain every so often, but don’t be a baby. This is what most guys your age want.” Mark was excited by the situation he found himself in but couldn’t understand why. His cock stiffened a little and he wanted to shift to avoid pressing it along his stomach, but Andy was already moving behind him and then he felt what seemed like a large piece of foam pressed between his cheeks. “That’s just to keep your ass open so I can get to the point easy,” said Andy as he heard the buzz of the inked needle start. Mark was confused for a few seconds and then flinched as he felt the first sting of the needle. Trouble was, with Andy’s hand pressing on his back, he couldn’t tell where the tattoo was going. “What is the tattoo?” Andy was silent and it was Pod who stood up and walked over to stand by the boy. “Just a hot sign. It’s cool. Chill out man and let the man do his thing!” With that he sat down and for the next 15 minutes Mark tried not to flinch so much as the bite and sting of the needle fought with each other. It hurt and Mark was sweating when Andy sat back and called Pod over. “Check it out, looks good!” The two guys slapped each other in mock high fives and then Mark heard the sound of whirring and the flash of a camera. “You can check it out later Mark!” said Pod and then Andy was applying the cooling cream and as Mark sat up and pulled up his pants, Andy told him it would take between four and five days and then he would be okay with the tattoo. “Just keep it clean and make sure you don’t scratch it!” Little did he realise as he left the shop with Pod, that the tattoo would play such a prominent part in his life over the next few months. Mark was annoyed with Pod when he refused to say what the tattoo was or even show him the photo he said he took with his camerafone. “Wait!” He laughed when he said it and for the next few days he tried to see in the mirror in his bathroom. It stung and there was some puss and a tiny amount of blood that he cleaned off as instructed by the tattoo artist, but he couldn’t see it properly. And that was what made him so edgy and nervous. There was writing and something else on the inside of his left ass cheek. They had opened his cheeks and tattooed something thin and long on the inside — hidden from normal sight, but very apparent if the boy’s cheeks were prised apart. Mark tried to see what it was, but the combination of location, scab and size made it impossible. He would have to wait for Pod to reveal all. The next days passed slowly at school and it was Pod who seemed to be avoiding him. He didn’t see Pod until one lunch time and then realised as they were talking that with the worry, the absence of any calls and general home life, it had been 11 days since the tattoo. “Tony wants you at his place tonight at 8.” Mark looked at Pod. “I’m not sure I can get there, my dad …” Pod was shaking his head and wagging a finger in the boy’s face. “Tony doesn’t ask mate, he demands!” Mark looked down and then said, “So what’s the tattoo then? You got to tell me that at least!” Pod pulled out his mobile and showed the screen to Mark. His face turned pale as he looked at the image on the screen. When he looked up at Pod the boy was grinning and nodding like he was enjoying the scene before him. “You wanted in man and that’s what Tony wanted for you! Don’t blame me man!” Mark didn’t know what to say. On the screen his ass cheeks were pulled apart and there was a small arrow pointing from the inside of his left cheek towards his smooth, tight boyhole and underneath in black, bold letters it read BLACK COCK ONLY! Pod snapped the fone shut and said, “So don’t be late. Tony has someone he wants to meet you and so be prepared. Wear this,” he said and handed him a small silver cockring, “and make sure you are smooth man! You gotta be shaved smooth like all over!” “All over?” Mark looked aghast. “ALL over man and that means legs and arms. sınırsız escort He wants you smooth man and don’t mess with Tony. Look around Mark. What do you think the guys in school and everywhere else are gonna say if he posts that clip on the web and this one of your tattoo!” That night on the bus it seemed as though Mark’s world was collapsing around him. He wanted sex. He was horny all the time. His brush with the DVD scene was his first link to the world he wanted to explore, but now he felt it was all getting out of hand and moving way too fast for him. That night as his parents were downstairs watching television after dinner, he sat on the edge of the bath and shaved his legs and arms. It felt odd and he wondered if his mother would notice anything unusual about her razor. It felt strange having a totally smooth body. Doing his pits was easy — there wasn’t much hair there — and his arms and legs were just as simple. He trimmed his small pubic bush and checked his balls to make sure they were totally smooth. At his age there was not a hair on them, but he carefully applied his mother’s Veet to them and then showered off to ensure he was as requested. He didn’t want Tony getting upset and putting anything on the web. On the bus he sat down in the seat at the back of the bus and adjusted his cock. It was pushed forward by the cockring and his balls were hanging a little lower than they normally would. He liked the feel of the cold metal ring and when he pulled on the white briefs and admired himself in the mirror, he was pleased to see how it enhanced his teen package. He hoped Tony would be pleased and impressed. When arrived at the address in Wimbledon he was surprised it was such as big house. There was a large BMW and black Mercedes in the drive, plus a Range Rover and three other smaller BMWs. Mark thought he must be loaded and pressed the doorbell. There was music from inside the house and when the door opened, it was not Tony that greeted him, but a boy about his age and height. Mark looked at him. He was thin with a few muscles behind the teeshirt thought Mark. He wore longish hair that was in a ponytail and had a large gold hoop in each ear. He wore jeans and bare feet and greeted Mark and showed him into the house. “I’m Joe,” he said, “Tony is in here. Take off your shoes. He don’t like mud or dirt in the house.” Mark kicked off his trainers and walked behind the boy into the living room. It was a large double room with windows at each end and curtains drawn, with soft lights around the room. There was a large TV in the corner of the room and although there was no sound, Mark could see it was showing some hardcore gay porno. Tony was standing in the centre of the room and he was no different to how he seemed the last time Mark had seen him. Mark thought he was still about 35 or older, thick set with muscles everywhere and his shaved hairstyle. He still had the tatts on his arms and he had gold rings on three fingers of one hands two on the other. Mark was about to say hello and reach out with his hands when Tony clicked his fingers and pointed to the floor between his wide apart feet. Mark moved forward quickly in a combination of fear and excitement and knelt between Tony’s feet and then looked up into his eyes. “You ready to serve me boy?” he asked and stared hard at Mark. “Yes Tony, I mean master!” His words were cut short by a clip round the head from Tony who stared even harder at the boy. “You know how to refer to me boy! Do it!” Mark’s eyes widened and then he realised and said, “My Black Master!” Tony smirked as the boy said it and then clicked his fingers over the boy’s head at the other boy. Joe handed Tony a thick leather collar and Tony bent forward and fitted the collar around the kneeling boy’s neck. “Now stand and strip bitch!” As Mark jumped up and kicked off his jeans and was about to pull off his pants, he heard voices and as he peeled off the pants. His cock was now starting to harden, but it went a little softer when he heard the strange voices. Into the room came three men. They were all black and between 20 and 40. They flopped down on the sofas scattered around the room and started drinking from cans of beer they were holding. Mark was standing naked when Tony stepped forward and attached a leash to his collar and said, “Bend over boy and show the brothers what you have between those sweet cheeks!” Mark hesitated and then a sharp tug on the leash made him bend forward, pull apart his asscheeks and show the new tattoo to the three men. They began hollering and hooting and Mark remained bent over as Tony spoke to them about hole and cock and other things that made Mark embarrassed. Suddenly there was a stinging slap on his ass and Mark stood up and Tony was standing in front of him. “You go with Stoop boy and be ready to ride, cos when we finished down here, you gonna be the star attraction boy!” Stoop stood up before Mark could ask or work out who he was. He was the younger of the three guys, mean looking, fit and tall. He reached out and grabbed the leash from Tony and without a word, pulled the boy up the stairs and into a large room off to the side of the house. There was a large bed without sheets and next to it was a small table with a collection of sex objects — dildos, buttplugs and other objects that made Mark nervous. Stoop grinned and pulled Mark forward. Joe walked into the room and this time he was wearing just a white jockstrap and also a collar similar to Mark’s. He was holding a small black bag and set it down on the floor next to the bed. When Stoop pulled Mark to the top of the bed he was pushed forward and fell face down on the bed. Stoop waved a hand at Joe and he handed him a pair of handcuffs. Mark felt his hands cuffed behind him and then he was laid on his back with his head at the top of the bed and feet facing the door. “Now bitch, Tony wants you prepared, so let’s get to work.” Reaching under the boy, Stoop pressed hard into the centre of the mattress and Joe could just about see a small ring emerge from the centre and lifting and holding Mark to the left, Stoop hooked his cuffs into the clip of the ring and let him come back to a lying down position as the ring retracted into the mattress and held the boy tight. He was now fastened to the centre of the bed and couldn’t move. Stoop undid the chain connected to the boy’s collar. Mark was scared but managed to move his legs and that seemed to please Stoop. “Yeh boy. Get those legs wider like that. You gonna be needing to use those legs bitch when Tony comes a knocking at your back door!” The boy’s eyes widened as the words drifted over him and suddenly he was starting to shake again as Stoop held up a thick black buttplug and passed it to Joe. “Please,” said Mark in a soft voice, “I don’t want to be plugged.” Leon grinned and said, “What the fuck does it matter what you want bitch! This is Tony’s ass and he uses it as he wishes. Now shut the fuck up or get gagged!”said Stoop and moved to the bag on the bed. “Tony wants you super, super smooth boy. No prickly hairs anywhere, so guess what?” He chuckled as he said it and fished out an open razor and can of gel. Mark shivered with fear and moaned a little as Joe reached under and pressed the buttplug into his ass with a slow and sure movement. Mark looked at the boy as he did it. He tried to lift his head up from the bed and groaned as the edge of the plug slipped past his assring and was fixed firmly into place. Stoop laughed and said, “I know, I know boy. You want me to shave that sweet pussy cos you wanna please your new master. Good boy, I knew you would get with the action.” Mark’s eyes widened even more as Stoop sniggered as shook the can of gel and then walked round to the head of the bed. Mark was about to say no and protest when he felt a strong hand on his head and suddenly three more on his face and head as Joe and Leon quickly fitted a ballgag and stopped the teen from protesting anymore. Mark looked up as the boy moved away and saw a dark curtain that was almost invisible in the gloom that covered the wall and watched as Joe pulled it open and there were hooks and chains attached to wooden poles and metal brackets across the wall. The next few minutes were taken up with Stoop shaving Mark’s crack and then pronouncing the boy was super smooth, he threw the razor and gel to Joe. “Now, let me see, how wide does this need to be to work easy?” It was a question aimed at the boy, but with the ballgag in place he couldn’t answer, but Mark suspected he already knew the answer and what was coming next. Without warning Stoop reached down and grabbed Mark’s right ankle and pulled it firmly back towards his head. The boy grunted and his eyes widened and in a second a cuff was placed over the ankle and fastened to a metal ring a few inches from his right ear. Swiftly Stoop ran round the bed and locked the boy’s left leg into a similar position and he stood back and smiled. “Sure is pretty that sweet hole!” Mark was locked into place. On his back, cuffed and fixed to the bed by his şırnak escort handcuffs and each leg wide and pulled back to his ears. This exposed his deep crack and hole to the door and Stoop. He was set in place and Stoop walked to the end of the bed to finish the job. “Tony and the boys sure do like a smooth pussy and I mean a smooooth pussy. Don’t like it if any hairs scratch that thick meat of his baby, so you better stay still while old Stoopy gets you ready to ride.” In the next few minutes Stoop again shaved the boy’s crack and ensured there was not a single stray hair anywhere near the now puckering hole. At his age Mark had few hairs to speak of around his hole, but he had heard the threatening words and was not in any position to argue. He felt the blade scrape a few times close to his hole but Stoop seemed an expert and Mark started to settle. His back was feeling stiff and his thighs ached from the cuffs pinning them back to the wall behind him. In this position his hole was raised and pointing at a 45 degree angle or more to the door and ceiling. He started to whimper as he realised what was going to happen and Stoop stood up as he began his moaning. “I know bitch. You hot to ride now yeh? Well Tony just having a smoke now, if you get my drift, ” a phrase he used with a wink and smile as he put the razor and gel back into the bag. “but when he ready, you gonna get the ride of your life boy. Now a few things I can help you with here.” As he spoke he walked round the bed and unlocked Mark’s legs to allow him to ease the aching in his thighs. Despite swimming at school, he was still sore from the cuffs and wondered if it was all over for now. “Now Tony and Bobby man, they likes to ride hard and rough so you gotta be prepared to put out for them. You get my meaning?” The boy tried to shake his head and tears filled his eyes. Stoop came round the side of the bed and stared down at the boy’s reddened face. “You his bitch now boy. When he wants to ride you or any of his other bitches,” and he stared over at Joe as he spoke, “then you gotta please him man. Your pussy is his, you belong to him. You is here to suck and ride baby and Tony don’t want no dramas. Take a tip baby, when he mounts you, you open up and please him cos he don’t take no for no answer. You use your pussy to please your man. You wrap your legs round his waist and ride with him baby. You open up and show him he was right to choose you. This is your chance to ride with the big man! Fuck! You got the words black cock only and a arrow showing the way to your hole man! You want black cock and we knows it!” He then grabbed Mark’s left leg and with ease pulled it back and chained it to the wall again and then walked round, smiling again at Joe and did the same to the right leg. His ass now smoother than silk was pointing up and the slightly pink hole was quivering as Stoop stroked the skin and then removed the silver cockring round the boy’s now flaccid cock and replaced it with a thick leather one with studs that Joe handed to him. He adjusted the leather cockring. “Needs to be tighter boy. Don’t want you cumming before the master tells you to. The next time you is cumming is when his cock is in your ass!” That sent shivers of fear through the Mark’s mind and faint whimper escaped from Mark’s gagged mouth as he lifted his head a few inches from the bed as Stoop loosened the leather cockring. “I know baby, I know. You wanna ride. That’s cool, but you need a few more things first.” He felt the blood starting to rush back into his limp cock and balls but it was stopped as Stoop refastened it even tighter. Mark winced and Stoop smiled. “You gonna cum when Tony says so bitch and he expect you to obey. You understand?” Mark could barely nod even though he didn’t know what to do. “Now one last thing to do boy.” Stoop reached into the bag and pulled out a small tube of lube which he smeared round the boy’s puckered hole and then dropped the tube back into the bag and pulled something else out that Mark couldn’t see and Joe just glimpsed. It look like another chain, but Stoop put it down under the boy’s upturned ass he as rubbed the lube around the hole. “Don’t worry bitch. I ain’t coming in yet, that’s the boss’s territory.” With that he stood up and walked round to stare down at Mark’s face again, but this time he had the poppers bottle in one hand and what Mark thought was the other chain in the other hand. “Take deep breath boy cos you gonna need it!” Mark tried to turn his head away but Stoop held his head and pressed his thumb over the airhole in the ballgag. Mark breathed in deeply through his nose as Stoop flicked open the bottle and gave him two deep shots of poppers. His head swam and seconds later he was probably grateful for it. Mark’s eyes widened as he watched the black tormentor hold up what looked like a thin chain about eight inches long attached to two clips at each end. Before Mark could react and the poppers hit wear off, Stoop pressed down and clipped the chain to Mark’s small nipples, an action that had him screaming through the ballgag and trying to press his chest up from the bed. “Easy, easy bitch. Tony and Bobby gotta have something to hold onto when they ride!” He laughed and walked round the side ot the end of the bed and Mark noticed the large hi-def camera on a tripod with a red blinking light on. “Got to get a good DVD of this boy!” he said and then walked out of the room with the bag and suddenly the two boys were alone. Mark was still feeling the nipple clamps bite into his flesh as the rush from the poppers started to wear off. He tried peering down his chest but could only feel the clamps rather than see them properly. Then he heard the footsteps and the boys turned their eyes as best they could to the door. Tony came into the room without any expression on his face. He was wearing a white jockstrap and nothing else save for a thick gold chain around his neck. His body could best be described as a single sheet of toned and sculpted black muscle. His nipples were both pierced with large gold hoops and there were tattoos across his arms and back. He nodded at Mark almost in satisfaction as Stoop walked into the room and stood alongside him. “Ready for you boss,” he said, “lubed, shaved and ringed. Ready to ride!” Tony made two fists in front of his chest and seemed to pump up his huge chest muscles and then nodded at Mark again. The boy peered through his tears and saw the huge bulge pushing out the front of the jock and shivered. Tony seemed to appreciate the gesture and nodded for a third time at Mark. “Good boy,” he said in a deep voice, “I know you is ready to ride bitch. The good news is that I am ready too boy. This is gonna be a sweet first ride and we have a long way to go.” He stressed the words “long way” and his cock seemed to stretch the material of the jock out a little further when he said it. With that he put his fingers into the sides of the jockstrap and started to peel the waistband down. Mark strained his neck forward and tried to see what was happening at the foot of the bed. His legs ached from being tied back and he peered between them at the giant black framed between his smooth thighs and legs. Joe was looking at Mark and then watching as Tony pulled the front of the jock down and let the white cloth fall to his ankles. Stoop was smiling at Tony and nodding as his thick cock came into view. Even though he had seen it in action at least a hundred times before, it was still an impressive piece of black meat. Mark’s eyes widened when he saw the cock and he began to shiver realising what this might mean to him. But it was Joe that was shaking as the cock was exposed to his view. Tony was starting to step out of the jockstrap pooled at his ankles and move closer to the end of the bed. He lifted the semi-hard cock with one hand and tweaked his right nipple with the other. The cock was starting to harden and Tony slid his fist down the shaft as it grew. His balls were shaved smooth and seemed big to the two boys but all Mark could see was the man’s fist trying to coax the black python into life. Tony was staring down the bed at Mark’s asshole and nodded briefly to Stoop. “Lube.” Stoop obeyed and passed Tony the tube of lube as his cock was nearly at full hardness. When he reached the end of the bed and stopped, Mark realised there was pain ahead. Tony’s cock was now just over 8 inches long, cut and thick with a large, twisting vein running under it from just behind the head towards the man’s heavy balls. Instead of a mass of pubic hair, there was simply a postage stamp of very carefully trimmed hair, short and in the shape of a square sitting above the thick meat. But what made the cock seem even more menacing and hard to Mark was the thick silver cockring he was wearing. “Got me horny boy with that sweet hole. Gonna make sure you get the ride you deserve bitch. You ready to please me boy?” There was a hard edge to the words and Mark struggled a little in fear, his toes curling and spreading as he tried to shout through the ball gag. “Looks like he’s begging taksim escort for your cock boss,” said Stoop as he opened the poppers bottle and walked to lean over Mark’s head, “Well don’t fret boy, Tony gonna ride that sweet pussy now. Get ready to open up for your master boy.” With that Stoop pressed the bottle under TMark’s nose and put his thumb over the airhole in the ball gag. As the aroma hit his senses he saw Tony climb onto the end of the bed and kneel before his upturned ass. He was smiling as he lubed the thick cock that was now glistening and steel hard in the light. Mark struggled as Tony put his hands on his asscheeks and stroked them. The cock stood up hard and thick and a thin bubble of precum oozed from the head. “Mmmm, boy pussy. Tight, white and lubed. Ain’t nothing better Stoop.” Tony rose up on his knees and the massive cock loomed into Mark’s view. He was sweating with fear and the unequal struggle of trying to rise from the bed. Tony looked over at Joe and then to Stoop and shuffled a few inches forward and leaned over Mark putting one arm either side of the boy’s head as he positioned himself between his legs. His cock lowered and left a small track of lube as the head stroked along the boy’s lower crack and came to rest outside his lubed pussy. Stoop reached under and pulled the buttplug from the teen’s ass hard so it made a plopping sound as it came out and Mark’s hole remained an inch wide as it did so. Mark started shouting through the gag and his eyes widened as Stoop then reached under and grasped Tony’s thick meat and pressed it forward, the head moving a couple of centimetres into the quivering hole. “Here it comes bitch and you better thank me for it and open up good, cos Tony is horny tonight and I need to seed!” With those words he stared down into Mark’s eyes and pushed his powerful hips forward. Mark screamed as the cock entered his hole and stopped just as the head popped behind the boy’s assring. “You want it I know that. That’s why you’re struggling isn’t it? You want all of your master’s meat. Well open up bitch cos it’s all yours.” He smirked as he said it and then pushed hard and watched the boy’s eyes widen with pain as the thick cock speared into his ass. As he struggled and pushed forward Mark failed to realise it was making his hole open and suddenly with a grunt and nod Tony’s cock was resting balls on his upturned ass and the whole way into his boypussy. Joe was shaking as he watched the cock slide all the way into Mark’s ass. The awful realisation of what was likely to happen to him again hit him. Tony was oblivious now to anything as he stirred his hips a few inches and moved his cock inside the boy’s ass. “We have a long way to go boy, so let’s get started.” He pulled back and then slammed hard into the upturned ass and Mark grunted and shook. His eyes were fixed on Tony’s face, just a few inches from his and his gold chain was already resting on Mark’s neck. In the next few minutes Tony began slowly longdicking him, pulling nearly all the way out and then sliding all the way back in getting him ready for the real part of the ride. The pain lessened as Mark became used to the anal invader, but his legs ached and he was wet with sweat from his exertions. Suddenly Tony punched hard into the boy’s hole and bent his face down next to his right ear. “We gonna let those legs down now boy and you better please me with them and show me respect. This is just to show you what you get if you don’t!” With that he pulled out, pushed back and with three sharp slaps he spanked the upturned asscheeks so hard with his hand that red marks were left on Mark’s skin. He flinched and his toes curled in pain and then Stoop was over him and releasing his legs. Tony was slowly fisting his cock and moving back into place as Mark’s legs came down beside him and without any words he aimed his cock back at the gaping hole and pushed in hard. Tony moaned and started fucking hard almost immediately. In just 10 seconds he was up to full speed as Mark’s legs started to wrap themselves around his thick waist and the boy only just managed to lock his ankles to hold himself in place. Tony was sweating and flicking beads of sweat onto Mark’s face as he fucked hard and rough. He was practically slamming into the boypussy and pushing him forward so his ass rose from the bed and made an easy target and the sounds of flesh slapping and wet noises were accompanied by the smell of sex. Despite the pain and the fear, Mark was feeling a stirring in his crotch and his cock was starting to harden as Tony rode him. Although he now couldn’t see the boy’s cock, Tony could feel it under his flat stomach and grinned down at the boy. “Riding good boy, you feeling my cock bitch?” Mark tried to nod as his hair flopped forward over his face and his mouth ached from the ballgag. By now Tony was pounding so hard that his cock was barely more than two inches inside the wet and gaping hole at any time and his balls were starting to ride the shaft. It felt like hours and in fact it had been a good 20 minutes fucking when Tony pulled out and sat back on his heels. His cock glistened in the light and he fisted it and looked down at Mark’s now fully erect cock. Although just under six inches long, it looked impressive with the leather strap around it and two smooth and medium sized balls tight in their bag. His teen sixpack was flexing and his chest heaving. Tony reached down and started jacking the cock and squeezing the shaft. Mark moaned and struggled and then Tony said, “You cum when I say so bitch, not before! Stoop, turn him.” Tony stepped off the bed and straight away Joe rushed to him, fell o his knees, put his hands behind his back and started gagging and slobbering over the man’s cock. Stoop reached under and unclipped the boy’s cuffs from the ring in the bed and turned him onto his stomach and pulling him to his knees. Mark was now face down on the bed unable to support himself with his arms and his ass was sticking up facing Tony. He hardly had a chance to adjust to his new position when Tony pushed Joe away, climbed onto the bed and squatted behind him and with one easy push rammed the thick cock back into the now widened hole. Raising himself up on his toes Tony said in a loud voice, “This is called powerfucking!” Stoop and Joe watched as Tony slammed in and out of Mark’s upturned ass with a ferocity that almost had him pushed forward up the bed with every stroke. His cock was pounding in and out of the hole under him and he threw his head back and let out a roar as he started to feel his balls riding the shaft. Mark was aching in every part of his body and his assring felt on fire as the thick meat speared in and out without mercy. He was now what Stoop had told him he would be — his black master’s pussy. He felt the fucking tempo slow and then Tony’s right hand came around his hips and started jacking his teenage cock in almost the same tempo as the cock fucking and riding his pussy. He wanted to cum and felt his balls harden, but the leather strap was so tight and painful he couldn’t cum. He felt his cum seemingly boil in his balls and he moaned and shook his head in almost a plea for release. His neck ached and his face was sideways on the bed and staring at Joe. Tony jacked harder and then he heard the words he thought he might dread. “Cum for me boy, cum for your master and cum hard bitch! Show me you want my seed. Wanna feel that assring squeezing my cock boy!” He felt hands under him as the fucking continued and realised it was Stoop releasing the leather strap. As soon as it was off and Tony had jacked him three times more he came with a shuddering orgasm. He moaned louder than before and he flushed, his balls pumping the boyjizz down the thin shaft and onto the sheets with three hard spurts. “Yehhh boy! Cum for me, cum hard boy!” Tony could feel the boy’s assring spasm and massage his now aching cock. With two hard thrusts he slammed his body onto the boy’s and felt his cock flex and spurt hard. He moaned loudly and slumped forward to press the boy’s chest and face further into the sheets. Joe rushed forward as he saw Tony start to cum and bent forward to lick and lap his master’s balls and flexing hole. His tongue was pressing into the pink opening of the powerful black man as the fourth shot of jizz erupted and spurted down the man’s cumtube. As he felt the thrusting slow, Joe twisted his body on the bed and lay on his back, hands reaching under to hold onto his still pumping master’s thighs as he deposited the last of his jizz into the white boy’s teen ass. As Tony pulled slowly out of the now reddened and aching hole, Joe used his hands to steer the man’s legs down and position his slightly less erect cock over his open mouth. As the thick head coated with jizz and semen dropped into his mouth, he made slurping and moaning sounds as he cleaned the man’s cock and balls with his mouth and tongue. When Tony stood up he looked down at Joe and smiled. He bent forward and slapped Mark’s asscheeks and saw the boy’s head lift up in shock. “Get him ready for Bobby.” When he heard those words Mark realised this was the only the beginning. To be continued… I am always happy to chat with readers who have ideas, comments, suggestions and experiences to share. Flames I ignore — friends online I chat with happily. [email protected]