Disclaimer: Though based on a true event, and the fact this is my first story, IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY MAN TO MAN, TEEN SEX, THEN READ NO FURTHER
THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS SEXUALL EXPLICIT CONTENT, AND IS NOT MENT TO OFFEND ANYONE. DO NOT LET YOUR KIDS READ THIS SHIT, WAS WRITTEN BY AN ADULT FOR ADULTS. IF YOU KEEP THIS SHIT ON YOUR COMPUTER, MAKE SURE THE KIDS DON'T FIND IT K
The Kid
I first noticed him through the shop window as he walked by one day. He was a kid of about 17 or 18. He was about 5 foot eleven, and very skiny. But what caught my eye was the cock in his skin-tight Levi jeans, which at the time of writing was not the fashion for kids of his age. He always had girls with him and I could understand why. This kid had some serious boy cock, and must have gone 6 inches down his leg, and was not even flattened by his jeans. He was also very cute, in a rugged sort of way. At first I thought it was my imagination, you know, him being that skinny, but as time went on I knew this was not the case.
Day by day, he walked past the shop, sometimes I would be outside the shop having a smoke, and after a time he got to notice the attention I was paying to what was between his legs, though I was sure he was used to people staring, but maybe not used to being glared at by a 29 year old male. Two or three time our eyes met, though we both looked away with equal speed.
Late one afternoon, close to closing time I was working in my shop (I Repair Computers), and this kid walks in. The shop was empty, and he starts looking at second hand computers. My cock started to grow, but I was behind the counter, and he was not aware of this. He starts to play with one of the computers, but the screensavers are password protected.
"Need any help", I manage to croak out.
He looks over and nods at me. I could not help but look at this kids cock as I walked over.
"Password's 963 mate", I said as my hands shook as I typed it in.
"Thanks", he said as I returned to the test bench.
I watched him open a WP package, and typed a few words. He then stopped and just stared at the screen. I thought this was a bit odd. one minute later, the screensaver started. He looked over and he smiled, with a cute grin and walked out of the shop. My mind ticked over, and went over and killed the screensaver. What was on the screen made my heart miss a beat:
`I know what you want mate.'
This kid was onto me. I walked to the front of the shop and peered through the glass. The kid was across the road sitting on a wall with his hands in his old brown leather jacket. He was looking around, and kept looking over at me. Shit, what is he up to, I thought to myself. Anyway it was soon closing time and the kid got up and left.
I shut down all the computers and turned the lights off, and went into the back. Suddenly I heard the door chime. I walked back into the shop, and could see the kid standing by the window.
"Can I help", I muttered.
The kid walked towards me and calmly passed me and went into the back of the shop. I could smell alcohol on his breath as he brushed past me. I was getting randier by the minute and did nothing to stop him. He remained silent as I walked into the dark back room. I could see him by the back door just standing there.
"You ok?" I asked.
A dead silence was broken when I heard a button pop, and the zip on his Levi's was lowered. He put his hands around the back of his head and grunted, as if to say, come and get it. I slowly made my way over to him. He then pulled out the biggest cock through the opening of his boxer shorts that I had ever seen. I quickly grabbed the shop keys, and locked the front door to the shop. As I came back I could se him wanking his now 9 inch and very thick cock. I walked over to him and took his cock into my hand. He immediately put his hand around my neck and guided me down to his man-sized cockhead. His helmet was the size of a snooker ball, and my hand just made a grip around it. He rapidly shoved what he could in my mouth and started bucking his hips at my face. I started to get my cock out when he broke silence.
"No", he abruptly said.
His breathing picked up as I felt his cockhead balloon, and his legs started to tremble. Gush apon gush of thin hot come filled my mouth. It was amazing that this kid could pump that much. He slowed off, and his breathing subsided.
I was still on the floor when he pulled his softening cock from my mouth and pulled his jeans to the floor and bent over.
"Now", was his only word.
This kid wanted fucking. I stood behind him and loosened my belt. My belt chinked as I was opening my 501 Levi's, and the kids breathing started to increase, as I ripped the foil on the rubber and pulled it over my thick 8.5 inch cock. The kids arse was like a child's, and this did put me off a bit, but he wanted it. I spat on my hand and lubed my cock. I stepped closer and grabbed the kid around the middle, and started to push my cock into him. It was not his first time, my cock entered him with ease, and he took a step back pushing himself on to me. I started thrusting slowly, as the kid took my hips from behind, and started fucking himself with my cock. I couldn't keep up with this kid, so I let him take over. I grabbed his cock which was now fully erect again, and started pumping it for all my worth.
"HARDER, FASTER", he grunted.
I took over and began to power fuck this kids arse, keeping hold of his cock. Two minutes later I started blasting the biggest load I have ever shot, deep into this kid arse
The Kid 2
The first story I wrote was The Kid, this event happened only weeks after. The retail trade has some benefits lol. I am a 29yo white guy, who works in a computer shop.
The Black Kid (The Kid 2)
One Tuesday morning I was alone in the shop, when this black kid of about 15/16 walks in. He was about 5'5, maybe 9 stone, and very cute. I had seen him around the town many times he had caught my eye. He was wearing black sweats, a white T-shirt, and a black puffer jacket. His long cock swung from side to side as he walks up to me. He explains that he is looking for work experience, and is interested in a career in computer repairs, and would I be interested in taking him on.
I told him that our insurance would not cover him against accidents, and it would not be possible. His face seemed to drop. "I need this man", he moaned. "All the bloody shops say the same thing", he said. His hands were twitching, and I could see frustration setting in. This kid was cute, and I looked him up and down. "What you looking at man", he said abruptly. I had not realised that I had been staring that long, and quickly changed the subject. "Where do you live?" I asked. He quickly calmed down. "Just up the road, why?" he asked. "What about private tuition?" I asked. "Can't afford it, man", he paused. "But I'll do anything to pay for it", he said as he groped his crotch and snorted his nose. Was I imagining it or was this kid thinking what I was. "Take my home number, call me tonight and I'll sort something out if you are interested" I said. "Cool man, names Liam", he said as he looked deep into my eyes and cruised out of the shop with a smile on his face.
Later that evening, Liam phoned.
"Right Man, it's Liam, didn't catch your name in the shop", he said. "Dave", I replied. "So what you looking for Liam?" I asked. "Lookin ta learn about computers an stuff", he replied. I asked him a few questions about what he knew on the subject. I soon realised that he knew nothing about computers, and I got the impression that he wasn't really interested in learning, he was more interested in meeting me and this was the main topic of conversation. I went for broke. "Fancy coming round for a few beers, Liam?" I asked. "Got no transport, man. Can you pick me up?" he asked. "Got to get some beers anyway mate. What's your address?" I asked.
We arranged a pick up point, and I was soon at there. He had changed into a pair of baggy faded jeans and T-shirt, and a white puffer jacket, which made him very hard to miss. I stopped very close to him, and unlocked the door of my van. "Hi Liam", I said as he jumped into the van. "Hi Man", he said as he put the seat belt on. I told him that I had to go to the off licence to get some beers, fags etc. "Cool man, need to get some spliff papers", he said as he checked his pocket for a small amount of weed. We soon got to the off licence and parked up. "Can you get me some papers man?" Liam said as I got out of the van. He offered me some money, but I told him they would be on me.
Soon after we headed off back to my house. "Can we stop off at Paul's Lane? Want to roll a joint, man," Liam asked. "Sure man", I said. (Paul's Lane, should be called Quick Shag Lane). I parked up right down the bottom and turned all the lights off, the police were always checking this area. Liam started rolling a joint. "Lets crack a few cans here man", Liam said as he licked the paper, and sealed the joint. "Yeah, Sure", I said as our eyes met. "Special Brew!, this is strong shit man", Liam said opening a can and swigging back almost half a can. We chatted for about an hour and Liam was getting a bit happy.
Not long later, Liam opened the van door and jumped out. The interior light came on, and I watched Liam pull his five inch, and thick uncut meat from his jeans and started pissing on the ground. "Oh Man I needed that", he said as he finished and put his cock away. I noticed that he didn't bother zipping his jeans up and jumped back into the van. Two cans later, I noticed that Liam was spending a lot of time rubbing his cock, and from what I could see in the darkness, he was getting hard.
I got out the van and walked to the back of the van, and took a long needed piss. As I was pissing I noticed the van move slightly. I walked back and opened the door to find that Liam had reclined the seat and was flat out with his eyes closed with a massive hard bulge in his jeans. With the van light on I could see a section of his cock, which was black as tar, and about as thick as a child's arm. He stayed silent, and gave a couple of snorts. "You awake mate?" I said. I was getting to the point where my own cock was busting to get out. Then the silence was broken by a chinking sound. Liam was opening his Belt. His hands then dropped to his side and his massive cock started lifting his jeans.
I went for broke and reached over and put my hand on his bulge. He let out a sigh, and his hand came down to his jeans and pulled his massive black cock through his fly. It must have gone a good 9 inches and he had to bend his body to get it out. I took it into my hand and bent down on the van floor. "Suck", he whispered. I didn't need asking twice, and lowered my head down and engulfed his massive mushroom shaped helmet deep into my throat. His hips started moving, meeting my bobbing motion, and his hand gripped the back of my head. "Deeper man, go deeper," he said forcing more of his cock down my throat. Inch by inch, I swallowed, until I had about 6 inches of black boy cock forced in my mouth. I grabbed he stem of his cock, preventing further penetration. I could take 6, but not 9 inches.
Liam's breathing became deeper as he started fucking my mouth with increased speed and force, as I felt his cock swell in my throat. I pulled back, knowing he was about to unload himself. His legs started to tremble and became stiff, as I felt his vein start to violently pulsate. I pulled back and had only his helmet in my mouth when he shot one of the biggest loads I have ever been on the receiving end of. I swallowed hungrily, and soon Liam was pushing me way as his cock had become sensitive. "Oh Man", Liam sighed. "Shit man", he puffed. "Good, yeah", I replied. "You got a fucking lovely cock, Liam," I said. "Sorry, man, but I can't return the favour, man," Liam sighed. "No problem, you up for some more of that later?" I said. "Suck my dick anytime man, got a couple of mates too if you're interested," he smiled and zipped up his jeans.
The Black Kid Part 2
15 minutes later we arrived back at my flat...
Liam flopped down into one of the chairs and lit the joint that he had rolled earlier. "Man, that was wicked, how did you know I wanted that", he giggled. "Liam, when you gave me that look in the shop, that smile said it all", I said as I walked into the kitchen. "Yow Dave, you got a shower room", Liam called. "second on the right", I called back. I heard Liam chatting to himself as I returned to the living room. "Fucking hell man, Shit man", he mumbled. "You Ok Liam", I asked. "Just having a good time man", Liam replied. I sat in the front room and there was silence, apart from the hissing of the shower.
15 minutes later Liam walked, or should I say cruised into the living room in my white bathrobe. "Feel better for that", I asked. "Yeah man, Cool", he said as he sat opposite me. "So you a queer man", he snorted. "Yeah, I'm gay, if that's what you mean", I said with some attitude. "Sorry man, just I'm str8, but don't mind getting head from a guy. Girl give you head, she thinks we' re married after and won't leave you alone, know what I mean man", he mumbled. "Sure, no strings, that's cool with me Liam", I replied. "You mentioned that you got a couple of mates", I said. Liam smiled at me. "You Like Black dick man", Liam smiled. "Guess I do", I said as I walked over to Liam and parted the robe. His dick reacted immediately as I quickly took his hardening cock str8 into my mouth. "Fuck man you hungry", he said with a wobble in his voice. His hips started thrusting like they had an hour before. I pulled off and slowly wanked his thick 9 inches of black boy cock. Liam looked me deep in the eyes. "Will ya suck off my mates", he said quietly. "No problem", I said as I took his cock into my mouth. Liam stood up and took the robe off. His body was firm and strong and his lust for his cock being sucked was too. "What are your friends like", I asked as I pulled off. "Quiet type man, can't suck em while there awake, you know", he smiled as he pushed his cock back into my mouth. Liam started really fucking my face with force. Very soon Liam's legs went stiff, and his come pumped into my mouth. "urrgh, urrgh, urrgh, urrgh, urrgh, urrgh, Liam grunted as he pumped shitloads of come deep into my throat, forcing his massive dick as far in as he could. Liam slowed and pulled away. "Shit man", he puffed. "You Like", I laughed. "You should do this for a living man, you would make shitloads of cash man", he giggled in a creepy way. Liam put the bathrobe back on and went to the toilet, his breathing was still heavy, and was nodding and shaking his head as he left the room.
A few minutes later Liam came back fully clothed. "Got to break man", Liam snorted. "OK man, no problem", I said. "You want some company tonight man", he asked. "Sure, u got someone in mind", I asked.
It will be finished, not a lot of time to write ...
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