Caution/Welcome. The following is a gay fantasy about fourteen-year-old Aaron Carter shortly after his 2002 winter tour and after Lil Bow Wow's fifteenth birthday. This story does not reflect nor imply the real sexuality of this hot young singer nor the rapper Lil' Bow Wow. It is the nineteenth of stand alone stories in a series of Aaron Carter and Friends fanfic gay fantasies and follows the story "Aaron and Chad: A Fan's Dream". The last story involving Lil Bow Wow was the eighth in the series, "Aaron and Bow Wow: Give the Dogg a Bone." If you do not like reading gay fantasies about teenage boys or celebrities, or about interracial sex, this is where you stop and hit the back or delete key. This story is posted at free gay adult story sites for the purpose of adult entertainment. Permission is not given to copy electronically for the purpose of redistribution or posting at sites other than described without the permission of the author. Lyrics are copyrights of Mos Def. Comments, story suggestions and photos of Aaron and Lil' Bow Wow getting it on can be sent to the author J. O. Dickingson at authorsix@hotmail.com
AARON AND BOW WOW: BROWN SUGAR RUSH
"Yo, Aaron my man!"
"Hey, Shad! Wassup?"
"I got yo phone message. T'anks for the birthday wishes."
"You're welcome."
"I was out when you phoned. You know, celebratin' wit the family and dat stuff."
"Yeah, I figured that was probably where you were. So what is it like to be fifteen?"
"Same as fourteen, just as hot and sexy as far as the chicks are concerned, even hornier than eva, and still treated like a little kid by my motha."
"With comments like that your mom mustn't be in listening range," laughed Aaron.
"You got dat right," chuckled Shad.
"Well, the chicks are probably right, and I can't do anything about your mother, but I can take care of that horniness."
"Yo motha mustn't be in listenin' range either."
"Yeah, right now I'm home alone."
"Well, if you serious about the last statement, catch a plane up t' Columbus and when we're done I'll treat you t'a five-course dinner in our finest restaurant."
"I got a better idea."
"Oh yeah, whut's dat?"
"I'll send you a plane ticket for a birthday present and you fly down here to Marathon for the weekend."
"It would take at least a weekend t'work off the need I have burnin' 'tween my legs ma man."
"Seriously. I'm between tours, and resting up before I do some serious recording for my next album. It would be great to see you if you have the time."
"Well, 'Like Mike' is t'be released July 3 so I still got a bit a work t'do dere though I'm like almost finished, and I got a few promo performances but nothin' major, so if it's all right wit my mom, I could probably come down t'Marathon for a few days."
And so it was arranged. A week later Aaron and his mother picked up Shad Moss, better known to the world as Lil Bow Wow, at the Marathon airport. The boys visited for the rest of the morning, and then Aaron's mother packed them a picnic lunch while they changed into their swim trunks, Shad having of course brought his in anticipation they'd be going swimming considering the Atlantic was on one side of Marathon and the Gulf of Mexico on the other. Discretely going into the bathroom to change, he wondered if Aaron had been serious about satisfying his horniness. It had been eight months since Aaron had been in Columbus, eight months since their one and only hot sex session, Shad's first and only sexual experience.
Having never even thought about sex with a guy before, Shad had thought long and hard about it after Aaron had left, trying to come to terms with what they had done. At first he had simply put it off as being horny and getting a little crazy what with the high of watching Aaron's performance and all. Then, as he thought more about how it had made him feel, he'd begun feeling guilty about what they'd done and ashamed to have such feelings for a guy, and he had put all his effort into his music and then into his first acting contract in an effort to put it out of his mind. When that hadn't worked, he'd talked to a few others, including his fellow performer and friend Jermaine Dupri and of course Snoop Dogg, about girls and sex and gays, which was not out of the ordinary considering the rappers' music were laden with references to all three, most of it derogatory. Despite the overall negative opinion about homosexuals in the rapper community, the community he related to and knew the most about, he'd come to the conclusion that what he'd done was nothing to beat himself up over. It had been an experience, it had felt good, and it had not hurt anyone. Most of all, it was just an experience. It didn't mean anything.
That was what he'd told himself, but he could not deny he'd felt a rush when he'd met up with Aaron at the American Music Awards in January. It had been a rush, like seeing an old friend after a long time, though he'd also been glad they hadn't had any opportunity to be totally alone together at the party at Las Palmas in Hollywood afterward. It was a strange mix of feelings, happiness and guilt, and he'd felt the same when Aaron had phoned to wish him happy birthday. Even his comments on the phone had been with mixed feelings, on the one hand seriously wanting something to happen between them again, the first time being so hot and having felt so good, but on the other hand the comments being a lot of bravado to mask his uncertainty about messing round with a guy, and the fact that he had not yet done anything serious with a girl.
Aaron had done some serious thinking about that night under the bridge by the Olentangy River in Columbus Ohio also, though not with the same mix of emotions. It had not been his first experience with a boy, and would not be his last, and he had no guilt feelings about what they had done. It had been different, and memorable however. It had been his first experience with a boy of a different colour, and it had been great. Mind you Shad was not your typical black rapper or gangsta, but he was black, and there was something erotic about a black boy and white boy having sex together. He'd wondered, and worried, what Shad might have thought about what they'd done.
They'd Emailed each other regularly for several weeks and everything seemed fine, and then suddenly Shad had stopped. Of course he'd assumed that was because of his music and his working on his first film, though he could not help wondering if Shad had second thoughts about what they'd done, and their parting promise to get together again some time.
Then had come their meeting at Las Palmas and he'd really gotten confused. Shad had seemed delighted to see him, and had acted like everything was great, but he could sense at the same time Shad was uncomfortable. Of course that could have been because seeing him in person made him think of the intimacy they'd shared. He hoped that was the reason because the little hip hop singer was one sexy-looking home boy, and he'd found himself aching to get alone with him. Then came his school work and winter tour and other things, and he'd not thought much more about it until Shad's birthday had come around. So, he was glad when Shad had agreed to a visit with him, and although he had high hopes they might do something intimate together, he did not count on it. He knew that even as open minded as Shad seemed, sex between guys was not something everyone found acceptable, and sex between a white boy and black boy was even less acceptable in most people's eyes.
Seeing Shad in his white swim trunks with the black waist band and racing stripe brought back those memories of his night in Columbus however, and those feelings he'd felt. That skin, smooth as silk and the colour of milk chocolate, and that body, still slender and softly contoured but developing a sharper muscular tone that comes with adolescence, had Aaron's mind racing and his hormones flowing. That was a dangerous thing in that he was wearing a tight pair of bright blue Speedos that were already showing off the contours of his genitals, which at the age of fourteen years and three months, could still be described as his boyhood.
With a slight wind blowing in off the Atlantic and clear blue skies, the temperature was hovering around the seventy-five-degree mark, and with March being the driest month of the year, it was ideal weather for laying out on the beach and soaking up some rays or for going for a dip. The two boys were both avid swimmers and they spent the next hour swimming and tossing a beach ball around in the water, and then the next hour relaxing on the beach. It had been so tempting to offer to apply the sunblock to Shad's back, and elsewhere, but Aaron had resisted. He knew that the talk on the phone could have been just teenage macho talk, and Shad had not given any indication that he wanted to do anything since his arrival. In fact it had been he who had taken the lead and gone and changed in the bathroom instead of in the bedroom in front of him.
Aaron talked about his winter tour and the plans for his next album and the family speed boat they were entering in the Marathon races that summer, and Shad about what it was like to be a movie actor and to work with Morris Chestnut, about some of the NBA stars that had made guest appearances for the movie, and about his music of course. Despite being black and white and having different family backgrounds and different preferences in music, the two teenage boys had a lot of things in common, and experiences that each could relate to.
"So, don't know if you can tell me, or if you even know anyt'ing, but whut's wit dis shit I hear 'bout Dream Street?" Shad asked, rolling over on his stomach and looking over at Aaron.
"About their court case with their producers?" asked Aaron as he sat up.
"Yeah. They been yo opening act. Any truth t'these claims dat their producers were plying 'em wit booze and shovin' chicks at 'em, wantin' 'em t'dog 'em?"
"I don't know for sure, of course," Aaron replied with a shrug, "but I didn't see anything, and I talked to Jesse McCartney and he says there was no truth to it."
"Rumour is dat it's their mothas wantin' outta the contract because they figure now they are big stars they can do better."
"Well, don't know that for a fact either, but that's not uncommon."
"Yeah, tell me. Pop, hip hop, acting, it's all the same. Sho glad my motha's not like dat. I thank God for the talent dat He has given me in dis life, and my motha for providing me the challenges. She wants the best foe me, and is always pushing me t'do my best and everyt'ing, but she don't put pressure on me, not like I've seen sum mothas do."
"Yeah, same here."
"Best advice I was eva given was t'stay focussed and t'keep my head on my shoulders."
"Easy to get a big head, what with all the hype and screaming fans and everything."
"Fa sho."
"You ever wonder what it would be like, to, well, not be famous?"
"Sho. You?"
"Yeah. That's one nice thing about living here. People all know me and my family and give us our space, and for the most part, the tourists don't know I live here. When the tourist season is in full swing, if it does get bad there's a few secluded beaches I know of where I can go."
Shad glanced over at Aaron. He was hot-looking, and his body had filled out and become more muscular than when they'd met in Columbus, even since the party in January in Hollywood. Of course being on tour and with his dance routine, that was no surprise. He wondered if his dick had grown any along with the rest of his body, and if he'd chosen those tight Speedos on purpose or if that was his usual swim wear. The moment he realized what he was thinking about he felt a pang of guilt, checking out Aaron Carter like most guys check out girls. He was one horny dog! It was either that or but he couldn't be that way.
"So, what do you think?" Aaron asked with a grin.
"Whut?"
"I seen you checkin' me out man," Aaron said, trying to do his best imitation of Shad's accent. The fifteen-year-old laughed. This was the same conversation they'd had back on the banks of the Olentangy except the roles were now reversed. The same conversation that had lead to his first and only sexual experience.
"Yo muscles have developed sum since we last saw each otha."
"Touring will do that."
"Yeah."
"You've grown some."
"Yeah, an inch or two. Still on the short size, four-foot-eight-and-a-half, and ninety-five pounds, but dat was t'my advantage for the movie," Shad observed as he thought about the movie, and especially the NBA players who'd dropped in for their celebrity shots. "Dat's grown too," he added with a smile, noticing Aaron checking out his crotch.
"An inch or two?"
"Don't I wish! Whut about yours?"
"Yeah, it's grown some since you last seen it."
"You said on the phone you'd take care of my, you know, problem. Were you serious?" Shad dared to ask. He was the type of dude that came right out and spoke his mind. Snoop Dogg had said that was one of the things he'd liked about him right from the start when they'd first met on Snoop Dogg's Chronic Tour nine years ago.
"Yeah. I was," Aaron replied honestly, and allowing a hint of hope in his voice. He was gay and found Shad Moss hot, like thousands of other gay boys and men, and he didn't mind admitting it. With each passing day and with each sexual experience he was becoming more comfortable with himself, and more daring. "Wasn't sure if you were joking though."
"Being horny ain't sumt'ing t'joke about."
"Yeah, that is for sure. You done anything with anyone since we, well, you know, since that night by the river?"
"No. Been saving myself for you," Shad joked, having no qualms about admitting he'd not messed around with a guy since then, but uncomfortable admitting he hadn't done a girl yet.
"Then maybe we'd better head for once of those secluded spots I mentioned," Aaron suggested, seizing the opportunity.
"Sounds good t'me," Shad replied. Hell, he was feeling horny, Aaron was evidently willing, and he didn't have anyone else standing around eager to get his nuts off. Well, he suspected there were a number, girls and guys, but nobody that he knew, and nobody that would be as safe as Aaron Carter.
Leading the way, his heart beating with unbelievable joy and anticipation, Aaron biked up the main road and then through a residential area on the Gulf side of the island. Ditching the bikes in some scrub and locking them up so they wouldn't get stolen, he lead Shad along a narrow path around a rocky promontory, through a thick tangle of low scrub, and down a steep slope to a small inlet. The shore was rocky but there was a small sandy beach surrounded on two sides by thick bush and on the third by an outcrop of sharp sea rock.
"I came across this place while exploring the tidal pools farther up past that promontory. The rocks and the slope of the shore around here are just perfect for littoral life. We're at low tide right now, but after the tide comes in and goes out again, I'll show you some of the tidal pools if you'd like," Aaron offered as he put down the picnic basket and dropped his towel on the sand.
"Yeah, I'd like dat," Shad observed, looking around as he dropped his towel on the beach also.
"I'd like to become a marine biologist."
"I haven't really thought dat far ahead. I'd stay in the entertainment business if dat's in God's plans."
"Well, don't know about God's plans, but right now you're in my hands," observed Aaron, stepping closer and cupping Shad's crotch. Besides their swim wear, the boys were wearing sandals and open, short-sleeved shirts, Aaron a brightly coloured blue Hawaiian style shirt with brilliant flowers, and Shad a blue, red and yellow block print.
"Well, you the one wit the talent dere," Shad responded with a smile. "Lead the way and I'll follow."
Aaron was more than willing to do so. Slipping his arms about Shad's waist, he pressed his body against the older boy. Although ten months younger than Shad, he was over seven inches taller and twenty pounds heavier. It had taken a while for puberty to hit, but once it had, it hit with a vengeance. His mother had often commented that over the past half a year it seemed like every time she turned around he'd grown another inch.
He cocked his head to the right and as Shad did also, they closed their eyes and their lips met, touching gently and briefly in a feather-light kiss. It was Shad's first kiss with a boy, and he was surprised how different it felt compared to kissing a girl. It was twice as erotic, and as a shiver of arousal rippled through his crotch he felt his cock quiver with excitement, something no girl had ever caused on their very first kiss. Their lips met a second time and a third. Aaron's dick had immediately begun to swell, and as it pushed out his tight Speedos it was impossible for Shad not to feel his heat and growing firmness.
The young hip hop singer slipped his hands up under Aaron's shirt and along his smooth, muscular back as they kissed a fourth and fifth time. Aaron's suntan lotion, his cologne, his fresh breath, the soft caresses of his lips against his, his cock pressing against his flat stomach, it was all so new to the recently turned fifteen-year-old, and all so erotic. He felt his own cock begin to swell, and it was not just because he was a teenager with ranging hormones, it was because of what he was doing with Aaron, what he was doing with another boy.
Standing there on the secluded beach, his fingers splayed out over Aaron's shoulder blades, Aaron's arms about his waist, Shad struggled with his conflicting thoughts and emotions. Even fantasizing about Jennifer Lopez or Beyonce Knowles hadn't had this effect on him, not even in his wildest jerk off fantasies.
As Aaron slipped Shad's shirt off his shoulders, he followed suit and slipped off Aaron's. The two teenage boys stood there on the beach in their sandals and swim suits, arms wrapped about each other and bodies pressed against each other, one a rich milk chocolate brown and the other pink with a two-week-old Florida tan. Their kisses became more passionate and their caresses more forceful as they felt their temperatures rise. Aaron inhaled the fragrance of Shad's cologne and the sunblock he had borrowed as he ran his fingers over the singer's soft, oiled skin, delighting in its smoothness and the firmness of his muscles. He nibbled on the older boy's cheek, his eyebrow, and his ear. His hair, a dark brown that was almost black with a goldish sheen, was twisted into a hundred braids which hung down and over his shoulders.
Inhaling deeply with arousal, the fourteen-year-old pop star bent over and kissed the up and coming hip hop sensation's chest, and sticking out his tongue, he ran it over the boy's smooth, firm pectoral muscle to his teat, a tiny chocolate rosebud slightly darker brown than his chest. He nibbled on it with his smooth lips and ran his tongue over it, causing the boy to quiver with the arousal prickling through the irritated bud. He fastened his lips about it and sucked on it gently, like a lover. His cock throbbed as he sucked on the tender nipple, and as Shad's teat became hard so did he. Breathing deeply now, he kissed his way across the smooth, firm chest to the other nipple and similarly nibbled on the tender rosebud, licked it and savoured its saltiness. He fastened his lips about it and sucked, and with his cock throbbing hotly now in his Speedos he felt the black boy's other nipple grow firm in his mouth.
Placing his hands on Aaron's shoulders and gripping them tightly with his growing need, Shad trembled with the combination of pain and pleasure ripping through his tender nipples. He delighted with the pleasure as Aaron's hot, moist mouth sucked on one and then the other, and he shivered with the erotic pain as Aaron's tongue ran over the irritated, swollen nubs. His cock was fully erect and aching for attention and he inhaled and exhaled slowly and deeply as the hot fourteen-year-old pop singer did things to him like nobody else ever had. That Aaron Carter was a flaming faggot there could be no doubt from the way he sucked on his nipples, and that he was causing him the most intense pleasure any other human ever had could not be denied either.
Aaron squatted down before the hot hip hop star and ran his tongue down the centre of his chest, running his hot, moist tongue over his chocolate brown body as he palpitated his smooth, round buttocks. Reaching his swim trunks with his tongue, Aaron untied the cord and slipping his hands under the elastic band, he slowly eased them down over Shad's hips. Gradually easing them over his firm, round buttocks and then down his slender, sturdy thighs and muscular calves, Aaron could not stop from trembling with excitement.
Stepping out of his sandals and his swim trunks, Shad stepped onto the blanket and stood there stark naked, his slender, chocolate brown cock jutting up between his legs. It had grown considerably since Aaron had last seen it, and the recently turned fifteen-year-old knew that his dick, now just under six inches long, was considerably larger than average for a boy his age. Aaron knelt there and admired it, a long, slender chocolate brown tube steak. The skin had rolled back to expose his dark bulbous knob, gradually darkening from the chocolate tip to the brown- black rim. His ball sack was round and darker than the rest of his skin, with wisps of those dark- brown hairs with a goldish sheen that formed a thick thatch above his black pole. He leaned forward and inhaled the unique fragrance of Chad's cock and balls, that exotic fragrance of a black boy's genital sweat causing his cock to throb with desire in his Speedos.
Holding Shad's cock at the base, Aaron ran his tongue up and down the solid, chocolate- brown shaft and around the bulbous knob, delighting in the flavour of his dark-skinned cock and in the eroticism of kneeling there licking a black boy's dick. He ran his tongue over it repeatedly until the first of his pre-cum oozed out of his quivering slit. Aaron quickly lapped it up with the tip of his tongue, and the viscous liquid clung to Shad's chocolate tube to form a sticky strand from his slit to Aaron's tongue. It was clear and sweet and as Aaron twirled the strand around his tongue, another droplet appeared at Shad's slit. The hot fourteen-year-old continued to lick the older boy's aching cock, coaxing out drop after drop of his pre-cum until Shad was about to erupt. A large wet spot had darkened Aaron's blue Speedos where his own pre-cum had leaked out and soaked into the cloth of his swimsuit.
Slipping his lips about the knob of Shad's cock, he clamped his lips tight about the hot, throbbing dark brown sausage to quell Shad's urge to shoot. He knelt like that for a long time, and delighted in having the African-American boy's knob in his mouth. Once he had succeeded in quelling Shad's desire, Aaron continued slipping his lips down the boy's chocolate dick, easing them down the shaft until Shad's knob was pressing against the back of his mouth. He paused and then slowly eased his lips back up the shaft, sucking gently as he did so. And so he went up and down the fifteen-year-old singer's cock, delighting in its taste and its smell, and delighting in giving the handsome young black boy head.
He closed his eyes and concentrated on every sense, on the smell of his balls and his sweat, on the taste of his black cock, on its heat and firmness as he pressed his lips around it. The boy's cock was throbbing hotly in his mouth, and it tasted delicious. A few minutes later Shad began to breathe more heavily and as he grasped Aaron's shoulders more tightly, Aaron knew the fifteen-year-old was about to shoot. He knew that really he should quell that urge once again, but he could not resist the temptation to bring the boy off, and instead he sucked harder and worked his lips up and down the squirming boy's shaft with increasing speed to match his growing tension.
Brown Sugar won't cha give it to me? {Oh oh oh oh oh} (Brown Sugar) Come on baby won't cha give it to me? {Oh oh oh oh oh} (Yeah yeah) Make it hot like it's supposed to be {Oh oh oh oh oh} (comin' Brown Sugar)
Brown Sugar baby give it to me {Oh oh oh oh oh} (Yeah yeah) Brown Sugar won't cha give it to me? {Oh oh oh oh oh} (Oooh Brown Sugar) Come on baby won't cha give it to me? {Oh oh oh oh oh} (Yeah yeah) Make it hot like it's supposed to be {Oh oh oh oh oh} (Brown Sugar) Brown Sugar baby give it to me {Oh oh oh oh oh} (Hey yeah yeah eh)
"Oh God," Shad groaned. "Unnnghhh!" He exhaled loudly as the tension that had built up in his groin snapped and he felt his cum gush up the core of his cock and out the burning tip. He grasped Aaron's shoulders still tighter as he filled the pop singer's mouth with his hot, thick semen. Aaron eagerly swallowed the blast as his mouth quickly filled, Shad's cock squirting shot after shot against the roof of his mouth. The viscous white fluid oozed out from the corners of his mouth as he desperately and excitedly worked his lips up and down Shad's shaft in a mad attempt to sooth his sweet pain. It flowed around each side of his chin where it hung, two swaying pendants of cum. The thick, tart boy juice flowed over his tongue and assaulted his tastebuds, and the joy of swallowing another boy's precious juices, along with the delight of having brought another boy that supreme pleasure caused Aaron's head to spin with ecstasy.
Clinging onto the hip hop singer's compact black ass for support, the fourteen-year-old pop idol knelt there on the blanket, Shad's stiff, throbbing cock in his mouth and his cum clinging to his tongue and the roof of his mouth and hanging from his chin. He inhaled the musk of the sweat from his chocolate-brown body and the heavy fragrance of his cum as if it were the sweetest perfume in the world, and for Aaron, it was just that. He finally sat back and stared at the still stiff tube, the rich brown skin glistening with his spittle and a bubble of creamy white cum perched on the tip.
Shad slowly sank to his knees, his thighs too weak to hold him and his mind numb with post-climatic bliss. Never had he had such a violent orgasm. Never had cumming felt so delightful. His thin, black chest rising and falling as if he'd just finished a ten-mile race, he glanced down at his stiff, dripping cock, and over at Aaron's Speedos. They were jutting out like a one man tent, and a large, dark blue patch stained the front. He reached down and slipping his long, brown fingers under the elastic band, he pushed down on the skintight material, struggling with the pole holding the swimwear up until finally he freed it. Aaron's foreskin was stretched back and his mushroom-shaped knob was flushed a bright red with arousal and glistening with pre-cum. Reaching around behind, Shad ran his hands over Aaron's smooth, white butt, slowly pushing down his Speedos.
Easing Aaron down on his back and pulling his swimsuit off, Shad straddled him, laying above him in the reverse direction, arms on either side of his hips and knees on either side of his chest, his still stiff cock jutting out above Aaron's face. Closing his eyes as he lowered his head, he stuck out his tongue and swirled it around Aaron's flushed, glistening knob like he was licking a strawberry ice cream cone. Aaron's clear pre-cum was mildly sweet and sticky, and his cockhead had a meaty sausage-like tang. He ran his tongue over his knob again, savouring the unique taste. The trembling fifteen-year-old inhaled deeply, inhaling the delightful fragrance of Aaron's hot, sweaty balls. He was new at this, but there was no doubt in his mind that it was what he wanted to do. Puckering his lips, he slowly slipped them over the blond singer's knob to the rim and he tentatively sucked on the perverse lollipop. He slipped them down another fraction, slipping over the rim. Having the hot, firm knob of cock flesh in his mouth caused the novice boy's flesh to form goose bumps. This was so wicked! He was sucking cock!
As he felt Aaron's fingers wrap about his still stiff dick and bend it downward, he lowered his hips and a second later he felt Aaron's hot, moist mouth envelop his bulb once again. As the hot pop singer began to suck out the cum left up the core of his cock, he eased his lips farther down the fourteen-year-old's slender five-inch dick. He had only one thing on his mind, to bring Aaron the same pleasure as the pop star had just brought him, to make him blast out a load with the same intensity and delight as he'd shot his. Tightening the grip of his thick lips about Aaron's cock, he began to bob his head, slowly working his lips up and down the slender shaft and over the mushroom head of the fourteen-year-old boy, sucking all the while on his hot, throbbing cock.
Aaron inhaled and exhaled deeply through his nose as he continued to suck on Shad's big, black cock, sucking out his African-American baby-making juice. That would have been delightful enough, but to have the hot hip hop singer sucking on his own cock doubled the pleasure. He shivered with erotic delight as he felt Shad's hot, moist mouth gently sucking on his cock and his smooth lips easing up and down his throbbing bone. He was hot as fuck, but he held back, wanting to enjoy the sensation of being sucked, and even more, to enjoy the experience of being sucked off by this corn-row crowned, hazel eyed black beauty, the heart throb of thousands of girls and the hottest black teen sensation to hit the music scene since Michael Jackson. Shad Moss, Lil' Bow Wow to the world, was on his knees and elbows and sucking on his cock like it was a candy cane, his big, thick black lips easing up and down his shaft in his desperate thirst for his cum. Shad Moss was sucking his cock with just as much zeal and desire as the horniest queer on the planet, performing that very act that his rapper brothers dissed in their songs
Aaron could not hold back for long, and with a quick, muffled warning he exhaled with a shudder and let it happen. Clenching his eyes with pure ecstasy as his tight balls constricted and his cum shot up his throbbing cock and into Shad's mouth, Aaron inhaled sharply with the second violent spurt. His cock went numb except for the burning tip through which his cum was squirting and felt twice the size it was. He'd shot his load many times, but this he was sure was the most violent and most powerful.
Shad drank from the perverse, throbbing fountain, sucking Aaron's cum into his mouth and swallowing the thick, tart cream as fast as he could. Like the fifteen-year-old, Aaron shot violently and copiously, filling the hot young singer's mouth with his boy juice faster than he could empty it. It flooded out from between his lips and flowed down Aaron's stiff cock to pool in his blond hairs and flow over his tight balls.
Brown Sugar baby give it to me {Oh oh oh oh oh}
(Give it to me) Hah
(Give it to me) Yeah
(Give it to me, Give it to me) (Uh huh)
(Oooh Yeah) C'mon
(Give it to me, Give it to me) Hah
(Give it to me, Give it to me) My call right here
(Ooooh Yeah) My call comin' up right here (Oooh Yeah Yeah Yeah)
Yeah Faith let em know (It's unbelievable what Brown Sugar does to me)
Haha, yeah (It's unbelievable what Brown Sugar does to me)
Aaron finally let Shad's dick slip from his lips and he lay there in a numbed daze, his smooth chest rising and falling as he gasped for breath, the pleasure of his orgasm sending a flush of pleasure over his body. Getting off a load was always awesome, but this was even more so, getting it off with the hot black hip hop idol. Closing his eyes, he savoured the moment, delighting in the pleasure of having shot off a load, and delighting in the pleasure of having shared that most awesome experience with Shad Moss.
Feeling Aaron's mouth slip off his dick, Shad paused for a moment to catch his breath, and then slipped his lips off Aaron's. Sticking out his tongue, he ran it up the shaft of the fourteen-year-old's still stiff cock, licking up the cum that had flown down over it. He savoured the unique, delightful taste of his boy juice as he cleaned his cock with his tongue. He did not care what others thought of what he was doing, or what some would say about a black boy licking off the cock of a white boy. What they had just engaged in had been fantastic. Finally, he raised his body off Aaron and laying down on his back, he stared up at the clear blue sky above the Florida Keys.
The two teenage boys lay there side by side on the tiny beach, stark naked and flushed with post-climatic bliss. Their chests rose and fell as they inhaled the sea air now scented with their sweat and their fresh cum. Slowly turning their heads to look at each other, the two boys smiled. Aaron's hand found Shad's, and as their fingers entwined, black with white, they closed their eyes and savoured that delight that only two boys who have had sex together can know. It was a beautiful afternoon there in the Florida Keys, and the day could only get better.