GROSSAO IN PARIS 2 by Jorge Alvarez
I start working at the Louvre museum as a security guard. My mentor, the older guy I fucked in the Metro, assigns me to the Cour Marly, a sculpture court covered by a skylight, where the men's restroom is a well-known cruising point for male-to-male sex.
I'm looking at the crowd of visitors when I see this cute blond guy, wearing tight shorts, his arm around the waist of a young woman who must be his wife, pushing a stroller with a sweet baby boy. They stop to look at the sculptures but the guy is discreetly glancing at me.
I readjust my cock and balls in the tight uniform pants to give him a better view. The blond young man licks his lips. He seems torn between his family duties and his desire for my male organ. Finally he makes up his mind and says something to the woman. She leaves with the baby, heading towards the cafeteria.
The young man walks to the restroom and stares at me before he goes in. He's very masculine and well-built, with strong legs and a big round butt. Just my type... I walk to the restroom. He's waiting for me inside, pretending to pee. I go next to him and pull Grossao out.
He's paralyzed, staring at my dick in disbelief. I'm sure he has never seen a larger black cock. My prey looks nervously around and goes into an empty stall. I go in after him and lock the door behind me.
The handsome blond goes down on Grossao like a pro. He's done this before. He adjusts quickly to my size and gulps the whole dick down his gullet, squeezing his smooth throat around the hard shaft. This young married guy gives head like an accomplished cocksucker.
I get a good grip on his blond ponytail and pump my dick fast in his mouth, but when he feels I'm about to cum he looks at me with an unmistakable desire in his eyes. He wants to be fucked up the ass. I pull out with a loud PLOP! and tell him to turn around and bend over.
The blond lad lowers his shorts revealing a gorgeous pair of white buns covered in a peach fuzz of hair. I spit in my hand, lube his hole and shove my dick in. With the other hand I cover his mouth to stifle the screams. I know it must be hurting like hell but he takes it well, like a man.
He's not new to buttfucking, either. I wonder how often he makes up excuses to get away from his young wife and baby to have his ass buggered. He's clearly enjoying the huge size of my dick deep in his bowels. He's clean, sweet and fresh-smelling. A great piece of white ass.
I remove my hand from his mouth and he moans in something that sounds like German. But he speaks French too. Turns out he's Swiss and is working in Paris for an investment bank. They sent him to Africa for a debt rescheduling deal and that's how he became addicted to big black dicks. But he never had one as big as mine.
He tells me all that, while I slowly plow his sweet ass, calling him my baby, my pussy, my male cunt. His ears feel soft and juicy between my teeth. We make a great couple, his well fucked anus a perfect fit for Grossao's wide log. I'm starting to love this new job on my very first day.
I cum abundantly in the Swiss hunk's butt and kiss the back of his neck in gratitude. He cums in a bunch of tissue and pulls his shorts up, hurriedly, rearranging himself to go meet his family. He promises to come back and becomes a frequent customer of mine at the Cour Marly.
Then one day I see a young French boy in his school uniform, carrying a heavy backpack. He's blond, with an angelic face, narrow waist, wide shoulders and plump buttocks. Just adorable. I go into the restroom and he follows me into a stall.
"Je m'appelle Remy", he introduces himself. "Let's do it quickly, my parents are waiting for me at the cafeteria".
I learn from Remy that most French boys learn to "se faire enculer", take it up the ass, in the Lycee, their high school. At 15, Remy is already an expert. But he's never had a really big dick like mine. He has to adapt his technique.
The boy lowers his short pants and sits on my lap, rubbing his tender asshole on Grossao's head. "Fuck me, Grosson", he says in his sweet French accent. I pull his hips down wile he takes a deep breath and screws himself on my giant dick with a sway of his pretty white butt.
French boys like to be on top, to control the way they're screwed. The passive agressive French way. They're little peacocks parading their tails, showing off their splendid white buttocks while they sit on my dick impaling themselves with lots of savoir-faire.
They go "un, deux, trois", bobbing up and down, like they're riding a wood horse on a merry-go-round. Only the horse is this big black stallion with the largest cock they've ever taken. They go "oh-la-la, qu'est-ce qu'elle est grosse, ta bite!", how huge is your dick.
They call my cock by sweet feminine names, like "bite", "queue" and "verge". Their asshole is a masculine "cul". They conquer my cock with their hungry fuck holes and take home a full load of cum. French boys are insatiable. They keep coming back for more.
Remy is my first. He likes to take it rough. Once he's loose enough for me, he screws himself with a vengeance. He mewls sexy words in a non stop delirium of lust. He turns his head and torso back to bite my nipples and offer his own boyish tits to my sharp teeth. What an accomplished slut at such a tender age...
His skin has dark bruises. He tells me he goes around town offering his body to Blacks and Arabs in the Metro restrooms and begs them to hurt him. I leave my own marks on Remy's smooth flesh.
We cum together in a frenzy, "un frisson" as he says squeezing my dick hard with his strong glutes. He gives me a quick kiss, pulls his pants up and hurries out to find his parents. He leaves the backpack behind. I go look for him in the cafeteria. To my surprise his dad, sitting with his elegant wife by Remy's side, is the Louvre director that I fucked in the metro and who got me this job. It's a small world...
Jorge Alvarez grossao13@hotmail.com