Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys. The acts are consensual and are a result of their love or lust for one another. Please write: jarrod749@aol.com. I would love to hear if you like my story. Black and White for Freeplay. Chapter 7.
"Ahhowwwwwwwowow!" Keith wailed as Myah sank his 9 inch billy club through his ass with one, endless butt-snap. He lay right over Keith's back and licked from his collar, up his neck, into his hairs. He chewed both ears, and bit on his neck muscles....dug his face under the boy's pits and licked into the sparse and wispy hairs and boy smells he found there. Keith still whined and moaned with each cock-shimmy inside his pussy....so full...so much cock!
"You love it don'tchu, you l'il fuck. You need it, boy. Tell Myah....tell Myah you want him to be yo' dickdaddy. Say what you need boy...whutchu wants. ..say how's you needs the fuck dude....say..." Myah hoarsely growled into his ear through his black on white fuck frenzy.
Keith was answering almost every thing Myah said....some of it was mumble, some very audible...some the lips moved and nothing came out. The 5 boys in front of him lifted his face, and said, "Speak yo' up, boy...we can't heah yo' needs...yo' wants...tell boy."
"I uh, mm, needs...uh, cock...sir...boys....DADDY...uh, fuck for...suck...need... cock, love fuck cock....ummmnnngh...uh boys...dicks...uh..."
The rookie's cries and whimpers were priceless. The men were all jackin' hard now, close to losin' it.
Myah was fucking the best friend he had in the world and he was cummin' inside him as he grunted groaned, bucked, and shot, biting Keith's shoulders, crying out....and soon he restarted to butt-ramming his boyman one more time. The men were chanting in a low mumble-moan to Myah's rut, while the five boys on the bed circling Keity's face began to move the quivering lips from cock to cock to cock around the semicircle, and back, and again and around. Keity's neck was strained up for the first five rounds of black tool he took. Jason slipped some pillow supports under him to relieve the strain as Myah surged into the third rousing banging of his best ever friend, long-cocking his every stroke this time. His long black fuck pole shimmered as he raged, "Fuck you, Whitetail...fuck you...fuck you....FUCK YOUUUUUUUU!!!" screaming down at the back of the rookie's face-fucking head as it bobbed over boycock after boycock after boycock.
There were "Glkkk! Ssmmupp! Oowulkk! sounds gawking from the boy's sucking face. The incessantly surging cock in his cum-filled toypussy sounded like a brush slopping paint against a wall.
Oh my o my o my! Give it boy...give it all. Ohhhh, Keity...ohhh Whitetail!
Irregularly, but seemingly one after the other, the facefucking boys went off inside Keith's so giving....so consuming face. The spooge was drooling, swirling, and swallowed.
Each of the boys staggered away from their cocksucker, and off the bed as they were joyed off, and the last of their pulsing juices seeped onto his tongue.
Myah was literally fucked out, and lay into Keith's clammy skin, licking his buddy. The men gently tugged on Whitetail and pulled him along with his piggybacking fuckbuddy, Myah, to the foot of the bed. With Keith's pussyface turned up, his position was just right for the men to sink their wondrous ebony boy pleasers though those puckered boy lips....over that cupping, gripping lick-muscle....to the opening of that cock thrilling throat hole that, like nothing else, could literally swallow-jack the cum out of a squealing, crying man....
Black and White for Freeplay. Chapter 7
First, Dock's brothers, Uncle Jason, and then Uncle Jesse throated Whitetail to their nappy roots. They sank deep and their eyes rolled back in delirium....chicken skins of joy and exhilaration pucked out all over their sweaty black shiny bodies. Pulling back slowly they grooved they cock helmets inside Keity's throat muscle and jabjut-fucked in tiny jerks back and forth giving their sensitive joy spots the ultimate titillation till they could no longer tolerate any more pleasure....exploding through their white boy's pussy mouth. Whitetail had become so thoroughly capable that he hardly gagged or gwawked anymore....his throat almost took those cock mashers with ease. He constantly swallowed over them giving them the fabulously tight sucking fuck they strived for.
Jesse was so consumed by this rookie boyfuck mouth that in his violent cum, and after he drove down through and rooted twice while shooting, he literally fell out of Keith's suckhole where at first there was the wheezing suck-release, but then Keith's throat hole actually 'popped' open when the suction was roughly broken.
Keith's body jerked up and down from the sudden release and air surge. As his chin fell to the bed covers, two huge mitts cradled his face and lifted warmly, massaging his neck muscles and throat with the tips of those long black fingers. It was his Freeplay fuckdaddy Dock, who slid under him in a squat laying the boy's chest on his crossed ankles, easing the rookie Whitetail face down over his boy pleaser. In spite of the squat Dock was in, his huge form dwarfed the whiteboy initiate impaled on his truncheon...he was an image not unlike that of a slender buddha there at the foot of the bed.
"Uggccch! Awwkkk!" Keith hucked and chucked, surprising Dock who had watched him all but silently take his brothers down. The men and boys in Freeplay seemed utterly and completely relentless in their insatiable cock-crazed training and initiation of their new member. As Dock threw back his head in a swoon, he was able to imagine his dad's face smiling....knowing the pleasure Myah's grandad would get from seeing the finest trained Freeplay rookie in at least a generation. Not even Myah or his cousins had proved so pliable and literally acrobatic in their mouth and bung performances, as well as body gyrations.
Holding firmly but gently to the sides of Keity's head, scissoring the boy's ears between his fingers, he sqwoozed Keity's face down over his prick pumper. He loved watching the boy move his head and neck robotically up then out and down to accommodate the massive black probe.
Dock was so smoothe and gentle in administering face to cock. The boyhead rode down the big man's velvet rail. At ride's end, Keith's lips smooched into Dock's pubes. Dock kept squeezing his butt and flexing his prick deep down inside Whitetail without rutting at all. Keity's whole upper body would rise and fall as the throat prong expanded each time Dock flexed, and the boy would "Smcckkk! and Smorrkk!" from his nose as he snorted for air.
Soon Dock pulled the boy's head up to bring the cock-helmet ridge to the ring of the throat hole, and like his brothers before him, he settled into a short-strokin' of his cockhead, but with Keity's rutting head, rather than pumping his prick. Keity's eyes, blinked, fluttered and pleaded as tried to look into his fuckdaddy's face.
His dark, sweat-matted brush cut looked like a piston soon, and Dock reached his flashpoint and gave up his rutjack spooge to Whitetail's consuming throat. Dock did not sink deep as did the others, but slowly eased his masher out and onto Keith's tongue for the boy to taste his seeding, moisten his face hole, and swallow.
"Huhhhhhhhhhh, ahuhhhh," Keity sighed, mouth open and big black prong slipping off his lower lip. The boys were all around Dock and Keith and they exhaled at the same time.....the ordeal by manslab was over.
Dock came down some minutes later. His long meat hanging semi-hard at half-mast, and snapped his fingers at the six boys in their trance, pointing to the bathroom.
"Shower our young 'tail' down boys, and ah'll be bringing some pubey treatment in right soon."
The boys were all up and hauling young Whitetail to his scrubdown. The men all grabbed a beer and toasted their pleasure and the knowledge that their dad would be so pleased when they presented their prize rookie to him for approval.
Dock came into the bathroom as the boys were oil massaging Keity standing on his feet for one of the few moments of his entire stay at the Hackett's that day. His pubes, asscrack, balls and bung were foamed.
Carried out to the main room, Whitetail was placed upside down on his shoulders in a towel-covered easy chair, so his back propped up against the chairback and his legs were pulled out wide. The boys smoothed the foamy creme all around Whitetail's tailsmile and into his crack....his hole, as well. Uncles Jess and Jase had the hot water and razor. The boys marveled at Jase's quick masterful strokes that cleared the hairnest emerging around and in Whitetail's pussybox. The wrinkly skins there were pulled smoothe and shorn of the offending growth....the men "Mmm-mm-mm" ed in a low rhythmic hum, as a shiny pink blush of boypussy appeared where once there was underbrush.
His butt was rocked back some, the flush underpart between asshole and boynuts was cremed smooth and Uncle Jason made quick work of the very ero-sensitive area. Jase then swiped the shave creme away from Keity's ball sack and felt the few hairs there and then on up on the boy prick. Smoothing the nutsack flat, Jase shaved it carefully. They flipped the pussyboy over and bent his back over the top of the plush wide back of the chair, and shaved his pubies off. Clean and clear, Dock appeared with the electric shaver/clippers to get the very root and dick hair, after which Jase cremed and ran a final touch of the safety razor over both areas, while the boys held Keity's underarms wide open for Dock to run the shaver through as well.
With a big smile, Uncle Jesse brought over the hot lube whereupon each of the men squeezed a dollop, rubbed it across his palms and simultaneously applied it to all the shaved areas at once. After a silent moment everybody grabbed a limb as the boy let out with a blood curdling scream. His pussy, cock and balls were burning. He was on fire! Wintergreen! The sheen of sweat covered Keity's entire body, where streams of his body fluid weren't pouring off him. After several minutes of herkin' and jerkin', wailin' and kickin', Dock, Jase and Jess each sunk a finger deep up Whitetail's hole and gave him the inner burn whereupon his wild kicks and punches hurtled him clear off the chair almost hitting the floor before two of the boys caught him. They lay him down and allowed the stinging to ebb as the young rookie freeplayer flobbed and flupped all around the floor.
All the boys and men took seats around the room and waited. When Keity had recovered, he was on his belly, hands flat to the floor elbows up, and looked up at the roomful of shiny black faces all around the room.
Dock snapped a finger and pointed to the floor between his legs. Keith slowly got up to his knees and crawled to his designated spot, looking up like a devoted puppy.
Dock's 10 inch masher hung near full length soft, it's hoodie hanging long as he held out his hands palms up to the kneeling pussyboi. Keity fit his own hands into Dock's and was guided up to stand before him.
One of Dock's hands guided Keith's to the boy's own dick, which was also hanging soft...albeit significantly shorter. The kid's mere touch of his own cock started its inevitable rise to hardon. Dock then kissed Keith's cockhead with the hood of his own. "'Snoodle-time,' Whitetail" Dock said.
Nodding, Keith looked into his eyes and then back down to their kissing cocks, as Dock put the boy's hand to the mid point of his sleek black shiny prick and smoothed it out toward the cockhead. The hood of Dock's prick slid slowly, inexorably, over Keith's fully hard helmet, and it continued on over another three inches of Keith's steely peter.
"Ohhhhhoooh," the Whitetail moaned, shivering through the fantastic feel of a hoodie over his prick meat. He bucked and bucked, his knees bending, swooning into an involuntary jacking fuck-rut of his boy prick. All the kids and Jase and Jesse hustled over to get full view of the fantastic boy snoodle. Sweat beaded all over Keity as he felt the feel that no circumcised boy could ever feel less'n he be real tight wit' a hooded buddy.
The quivering...now quaking, pinky white boy, all newly shaved offered a super contrast to the black hood covering his meat right then. The 'Smmmkkk! Ssslkckk!' sounds caused by the seeping prefuck under the big black man's hood had everybody standing tall and enjoying the feel of their own pricks. As eight standing, bucking boys and men rocked to the feel their tingling, fevered dicks, it looked like a native ritual dance.
Young Whitetail was....gone! He grunted a long low building moan that rose to a scream, and surely fired his first shot inside Dock's smoothe black skin cover.....bucking, knees buckling. As he started to fall back, two of the boys caught him under his arms holding him tall while they felt the trembling result of his cock-shooting spasms. One of the boys, David, couldn't resist his own needs and started to hump his meaty pud against Keity's rutting butt while he held him up. As the other boy holding him up, fired three cumshot volleys up Keith's back from a wholly untouched pulsing boy prick, Myah slid between and under his long-time buddy's dick and his red lips and tongue lapped at and closed over and around the hood of his dad's cock just as the first of the oozing boy cum seeped out from under the hoodie lips. Myah lapped and licked and sucked like the Freeplay boy he was, joying in the funs of his new recruit as his juices seeped out from under his dad's foreskins. Unmentioned to this point was the condition of Dock who was in the throes of a frenetic blowoff himself. Keith had all to do to hold their dickheads together under the hood as Dock bounced in his seat and bucked his fuckshot through the sheathing. Arjay reached in and took over the snoodle duty as both man and boy no longer knew where they were as their fiery cums took them over.
Myah had cum dripping down his neck from the double cum overflow, and soon Elijah was on his knees, lip-smucking and tongue lapping the dregs which freeplayers hated to waste in their funplay. Smiles broke crost both their faces when their tongues dueled in the blended Dock and Whitetail pearljam.
Some things just happen at Freeplay....and Elijah soon was on his back, legs up as Keith and Dock separated before Dock hoisted the Keity to his feet onto the chair seat where Dock finished sucking off the kid's cum-soppy peter. Myah sank his steely ramjammer right through Eli's hole and they squealed together while Myah banged the fun out of his fellow freeplayer.
Amidst the groans and moans of Eli and Myah ruttin' down on the floor, Dock stood with Whitetail in his arms and held him out to Jesse and Jason who stood to each side of the boy and spread-eagled his arms.
Things went quiet and cooled down on the floor as Eli took Myah's boy seed deep in his tool tunnel. With a quivering inner body, Myah enjoyed Eli's suck lapping of his meaty buddy prick of his own pussy juices and cum sop. A hand up and the boys stood for the formal acceptance of Whitetail into the Freeplay fold.
Dock took three leather and brass 'rings' of some sort from Jason who was an engraver by trade. The largest of the rings was opened and fitted around Keith's neck. The black and gold color contrast was most elegant. Gold embossed in the leather were the words, 'Freeplay' and 'Myah' whereby Whitetail had been designated in service to Myah.
The additional rings were an arm slave band and an ankle band, which Myah took from his dad and placed on Keity's upper left arm, and right ankle.
Dock directed Keith to his knees, hands clasped behind him, and gave him the 'rule of the bands' designating his belonging to the Band of Freeplay, and his allegiance to Myah as his benefactor, as stated on his neckband.
"You must arrange to be available for introduction to the Freeplay Master next weekend. We will be leaving from here next Saturday for most of the weekend. As initiate, you will be presented to the Master for training, discipline and approval. Do you accept these conditions, Willie Whitetail?"
"Yuh..y-y-y-yes---SIR!" Keity stammered. The cousins, friends and Myah clapped their hands to Keith's shoulders, and hugged their newest member. The cousins and friends all broke away, huddling together as Uncle Jesse appeared with a long black shiny image on a red velvet pillow like they use in royal presentations. It was a dildo! It was molded from Myah's cock, to which Whitetail was now committed. As Dock removed it from the pillow, he rubbed its soft smoothness, molded with Myah's precise cock ridges, veins, and wrinkles. It even showed the pores and striations of the special soft skin of the cockhead and the cut of the piss hole. Dock put his large hand around the back of Keith's neck as he raised the mold to the boy's lips. He automatically swoozed his lips over the head and took it in his mouth, swarshing his tongue all over what it could reach. Dock pulled it from Whitetail and showed him the base with 'Myah ' engraved. Keith smiled up at Dock who said, this is molded direckly from your benefactor's prick boy, so you will always have a part of him with you...the most important part.
Uncles Jason and Jesse sidled up next to Keity and guided him first to a wash basin where they cleaned him of the remnants of his earlier burning joy of wintergreen....then into a bedroom where all three of the men lay down and called for Keith to climb aboard. As he did, he tingled and chicken skinned from all the hands and feet as they smoothed his body while he crawled across and laid to the bodies of the big black men. The men raised their stiff peters up with their hands and without being told, Whitetail served each cock...first kissing, then licking around the head of each quivering man's prick much like he did with the model of Myah's rammer. Soon the boy was turned topsy-turvy and there were black men's red lips and tongues on every sensitive part of their new boy Whitetail. Dock sucked in Keity's handsome dick as the boy arched his belly up and robotically hunched up to his server. Jason, on his back, slid under the rookie's balls and sucked them in his mouth as Keity just screamed for joy. Jesse lay facing Keity's feet and lapped the soles from heel to toes, and the sucked and chewed till Keity could not even think anymore in the whirlwind of scintillation that was his mind.
As the pleasure ebbed, and Keith lay alone and silent, he heard Dock's barrel voice instruct that all men in Freeplay belong to and share of each other. With arms around his brothers' shoulders, Dock looked down on him and said, "You have taken a share of me and my brothers, here....and now you may share in your brother peers," nodding to the area of the large bed behind Keith's head, where he quickly turned to look.
He smiled broadly at the beautiful site of six varied shades of black boy cock, balls and boyholes. They held their arms out to encompass him as he crawled to them. He was at once all hands and lips and tongue. He surged into the quivering bung of each boy. Then he chewed at and sucked at each nutsack....the balls jumping inside them with the surge of Whitetail's rasper. Finally, running his pink darter over the boys' long hard prick rods....slupping in the moist beads of juice at each cock slit.
His rock hard boy peter was spit-lubed with a gob Myah palmed over and around it, just before pushing hard with a hand to Teddy's under-knee and sank his meaty boyprick through his buttlips. "Ohhhhhh!" Teddy squealed in a high pitch from the initial pain, followed by "Oooooohhmmmmm," smoothing ease of Keity's penetration. Keith rutted his new freeplay brother until in a frenzy of screamy boy yelps, he shot his cockseed through Teddy and his whole body shook and spasmed for long moments in aftercum ebb.
Proud faces gazed on their new buddyfucker, as he slipped yet hard as rock from Teddy, and moved to taste Dwayne's pussylips, preparing him for freeplay rammin'. Then, Elijah, David, Arjay and finally his Myah....his lifelong friend. He mostly bung strummed the others after shooting his wad through Teddy, and held his next load for Myah, his benefactor. He tongue primed his friend deep and spit sloppy. His cock was so ready for Myah, it was leaking a steady stream of prefuck as he probed his 'brother' hole as deep as he could with his pinky tongue darter, loving when Myah's legs started kicking to the boy's high pitched screel.
"Take me you fuck muthah....TAKKKKKKKKKKKE MEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" Myah screamed. Keity with a lecherous smile, teeth gritting, cock squeezed hard in his fingers, surged through the spitty boybox and bottomed in one long cocktube massage of Myah's inner hole. Myah lurched up and his eyes went wide as saucers, then again as he felt the punch of fuckjoy to his hot button.....Myah was so ready, so happy with Keity and the rut-bangin' he was giving him. He literally gave himself to Keity....pulling him to his face. They sucked tongues while Keith fucked his sixth ever boy. Their bodies rippled and undulated together like ocean waves as the other boys, and the men surrounded them, pumping their own puds absently, staring.... entranced in the freeplay fuck.....
Keity screamed as he reached flashover and lunged up and back as he pounded Myah-pucker wildly, unrelenting....breathlessly he fucked and banged and slammed his friend of so many years till, gasping for air, he lost his fiery cockjam up his Myah-hole.
If he was capable of being aware of anything at that moment as he bucked several times at peak before falling into his boyman's arms and chest, he'd have felt the hot, pearls of ropey spunk he coaxed from every pumping black mandick in the room.....and the tongues of all the men and boys who kneeled to the boys' sides to suck up their spent joyjelly.
While the two friends lay coupled and sated, Dock went to get the mold of Myah's cock and fed it between the boys' lips as they sucked their tongues, their chests remained glued together. Pulling it free and slick he cum-fingered Keity's whitetail open and then fed the dildo through Keity's pussylips to show him how to use his friend's image when he was by himself. He silked the exact mold of Myah's pumper up and back through Keity and deep inside the boypussy soon hardening Keity once more inside his buddy and starting him into a second full rut of his best friend. As Myah's legs wrapped 'round Keity's waist and his ankles locked, toes curling under, Dock pulled the Myah pole from Whitetail bung and fed it to the boys' lips where their tongues swashed over it. Then, the men and other boys backed out of the room closing the door while the glow of freeplay that lighted the room, welled inside them.
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