I Love Black Pudding

I LOVE BLACK PUDDING. Part two.

This is an exotic homosexual fantasy involving sex between a teenage boy and older boys and older men of different races. If it is illegal for you to read it for any reason please leave now. Because it is a fantasy the sex will be unprotected. In real life please practise safe sex.

Fabrice moved me off his shoulder and down his well muscled body until I was leaning against his broad chest. He cupped his big black hands under my lily-white buttocks and I put my thin white arms around his thick muscular neck and my legs half around his broad hips for further support. Parfait led the way and Fabrice followed as we left the gym and entered the corridor; Claude didn't accompany us. The cheeks of my arse felt sticky from Parfait' s spunk and Fabrice's walking motion was moving the buttplug embedded in my arsehole around causing me to moan softly. I turned my head so that I could look at Parfait's sexy, dimpled, muscular buttocks as they jiggled in front of us. My cock stiffened to a full hard-on; I don't know if it was the sight of Parfait's shiny black buttocks or the buttplug jiggling about in my arsehole. I started to leak precum, so I rubbed my cock against Fabrice's rock-hard six-pack, smearing my precum onto it. Fabrice playfully slapped my bum again moving the buttplug even more, and I moaned louder and leaked more precum onto his six-pack. We passed the door to the examination room and entered a long, low, narrow, brightly lit, room ten paces beyond it. Like the gym and all the other rooms I ended up in it was air conditioned to around 20 degrees centigrade, there were no windows and no clocks. Fabrice put me down and I looked around. On the right there was a single hospital bed covered with a black rubber sheet; it stood about 2 feet from the far wall. The bed had straps attached to the tall metal headboard and shorter footboard. It appeared that the bed sloped slightly, the foot being lower than the head. What looked like a small fridge stood close to the head of the bed and there was a small cabinet on the other side. On the left was a hand basin, a Perspex urinal, a Perspex bidet and a Perspex toilet pan; the bidet and pan stood away from the wall. Then there was an open shower area with a shower head in the ceiling and a flexible tube attached to the wall. The end of the tube was a stainless steel pipe with holes; for enemas I guessed. Finally there was a heated towel rail covered in fluffy white towels. The floor of the room that side was covered in grooved, red quarry tiles that sloped towards a drain, and there was a line of them running along the bottom of the bed to join the others. The rest of the floor was tiled with black, cushioned-vinyl floor tiles which gave under my feet. All the walls and the ceiling were white. I quickly spotted cameras on the walls, the ceiling, the bed, everywhere, even in the rim of the bidet and toilet pan; I went scarlet. There was no escape, everything I did would be on film. Fabrice walked over to the fridge as Parfait turned towards me. "This will be your bedroom for the weekend Paul; obviously you've noticed the cameras. My advice to you is to forget that they're there and you'll soon start acting naturally. To save you some embarrassment there are no microphones switched on in here, any sounds or conversation required for the movies will be dubbed." I went to speak but Parfait held his hand up. "Let me finish explaining what's going to happen to you; oh, and we don't want you asking questions all the time, we want you to do as you're told like a good little boy. We only want you to speak when you're spoken to, do you understand? If you do that, and obey orders the movies will be more popular and sell more. And you'll be treated better." I nodded, thinking that compliance was the best policy. Parfait continued. "So that we can get the best out of your body this weekend we will be using drugs. Not to get you high or hooked or anything like that just drugs to make sure you get enough sleep and drugs to control your cock so that if and when we need your cock to be soft for the films it will be. We didn't tell you before, but the love-juice also contains an aphrodisiac, so that will give you erections when required. You've done very well today, but we know it's been traumatic for you, so we're going to put you to bed and inject you to give you a solid 8 hours sleep." Out of the corner of my eye I could see that Fabrice had taken a large syringe and a bottle of clear water from the fridge and put them on the cabinet. Then I turned my attention back to Parfait. "You'll sleep with the buttplug up your arsehole and when you wake up it will be Fabrice's turn to fuck you. Now, do you need to piss? I would imagine so." I was still trying to fully absorb the information and just nodded my head. "OK, there's the urinal, go and take a piss!" "But ... er ... I've still got a hard-on!" "Yeah, I can see that; it looks so sexy to see a Pussyboy with a hard-on pissing and his piss flying everywhere; go on, take your piss." I blushed again and walked over to the urinal. After forcing my cock down I concentrated on pissing. At first nothing came out, then there was a dribble, then a trickle, and finally a strong stream of piss streamed from my cock and splashed against the back of the urinal. I pissed for what seemed like ages until my stream reduced to a dribble. I shook my cock, which had softened considerably, and returned to Parfait's side. Fabrice was standing next to him with the syringe and the bottle of water. Parfait tousled my hair. "Good boy Paul, now bend over." I didn't argue, I just bent and grabbed my ankles. Fabrice caressed my lily-white buttocks with his big black hand and I jumped when he stuck the syringe into one. When Fabrice had finished injecting my buttock he told me to stand up. As I stood up Fabrice handed me the bottle of water. "Drink it all Paul, don't worry, it's only water; the drugs I've just injected into you will make you thirsty. If you want to know I've injected a sleeping draught and something to stop your erection." They watched as I drank the bottle, when I'd finished Fabrice took it from me and Parfait led me to the bed. I don't know if it was because there was no sound being recorded but they seemed a lot friendlier; Fabrice was even smiling at me and they were calling me Paul. I lay on my back when ordered and the two black men attached the bed straps to my wrists and ankles. The cuffs around my wrists and ankles were padded and didn't hurt. There was enough play in the wrist straps so that I could turn over, but I couldn't move my arms below my chest. The ankle straps pulled my legs wide apart totally exposing my genitals, I couldn't move from the waist down and it felt a little uncomfortable. Parfait gently stroked my cheek. "You may feel uncomfortable Paul but the sleeping drug will kick in soon and then you'll quickly drop off." I was starting to feel sleepy, and my cock had already shrunk away to almost nothing. Then I realised that both of them calling me Paul made the situation I was in a lot less threatening; the name calling and dirty talk were just for the movie. However it did turn me on that when we were having sex the men were dominant and called me names and talked dirty to me. I yawned widely and they both chuckled. "Sleep well Paul, Fabrice will wake you up in 8 hours time." Then they left and I drifted into unconsciousness. I hardly felt that I'd slept at all when Fabrice shook me awake; of course being in a clock less and windowless room I'd got no idea of the time. As I came round I realised that my face was caked with something. I looked down my body and saw that it was coated in spunk, and my arsehole felt funny too. The air in the room reeked of male sex. I looked wildly at Fabrice who was naked and grinning down at me and I stammered. "Er ... what happened to me while I was sleeping? I'm covered in ... er spunk and the room stinks of it!" "Monsieur Dumas has some very special, very rich clients who have the facility to watch what is happening here live on their computers. One of them saw you being put to bed and telephoned in a suggestion of what he'd like to see happen to you, so Monsieur Dumas set it up for a large fee. That also means you'll get more money when the weekend's over." I quickly interrupted. "Money? What money?" "Oh, sorry Paul, I forgot you haven't been told yet. All the boys who perform in the porno movies get a fee. I really shouldn't have told you yet but you've done so well and you're such a sexy little bugger I forgot myself. Forget about it for now and I'll explain better later. Here I'll show you what happened last night Paul, we've made a quick edit just for you; but first drink your love-juice and take this tablet; it will relax your muscles for later." Fabrice untied my right wrist and handed me a tablet and a bottle, I took the tablet then finished off the bottle of love-juice; I was very thirsty. So I was going to get paid; did that make me a male prostitute I thought to myself, but somehow it didn't seem to bother me. Then Fabrice picked up a laptop I hadn't noticed off the cabinet and started it. I saw myself asleep on the bed when 2 fit, lean, teenage boys with skinhead haircuts and hairless shaved bodies entered the room; they were both sporting erections. One was half-caste and the other one was white with ginger hair. After loosening the straps they turned me over onto my stomach and positioned my soft cock so that it pointed down the bed. After they'd tied me back up they started Frenching while they tossed each other off. When they came, almost together, they shot their boycum all over my arse-cheeks, my exposed cock, and my ballbag. They'd both got nice uncut cocks, the half-caste teen's cock was about 7 inches long and as thick as David's, the ginger teen's cock was probably 6 inches long but it was very thick, much thicker than the half-caste teen's cock, probably as thick as Parfait's. They both shot big loads too and their spunk was thicker than mine; then after fondling my balls and sucking on my soft cock they frenched again before leaving the room. Fabrice paused the film. "Dai is the ginger teen, Bob is the half-caste teen, they're both 18. They 're runaways Claude picked up in London and they've been living here for 2 years making films for us. Now the next bit you might not enjoy." Fabrice restarted the movie. I was in the same position on my stomach and I went scarlet when I realised I was pissing myself and the piss was running off the bed onto the floor and running away down the quarry tiles. "Don't worry about it Paul, it's a natural body reaction after all the love-juice you'd been drinking. That's what the rubber sheet and quarry tiles are for, most of the boys who make movies for us piss the bed." That reassured me a bit. I seemed to piss for ages, and then the scene changed again. The teens returned and turned me over onto my back and strapped me back up. Once again they frenched as they tossed each other off and this time the half-caste teen shot his load over my face and chest and the ginger teen shot his load over my belly and cock; then the half-caste teen wiped his spunk off my eyelids and smeared it onto my face. Before leaving they both sucked my soft cock and balls and Frenched again. I found the two scenes with the two older teens very sexy; and the teens were very sexy too. I don't know how strong the aphrodisiac in the love juice was but I'd now got a raging hard-on. I also desperately needed to piss and probably shit too. I felt really hungry and my stomach was rumbling; but I knew I'd just have to put up with that, Parfait had told me I wouldn't be fed over the weekend. I turned to Fabrice and before I spoke I noticed that his cock was now

half-hard. "I liked the two other teens, and I found the scenes of them wanking each other off over my sleeping body very sexy. But I need the toilet Fabrice." "OK Paul, I'll finish untying you and then you can perform your morning toilet. If you come back here again perhaps Monsieur Dumas will make a film starring you, Dai and Bob." I felt a tingle of anticipation. "I think I'd like that Fabrice." Fabrice untied me quickly and I was soon standing up. I was about to head for the urinal when Fabrice put a hand on my shoulder and stroked up and down my hard cock with his other hand. "I think that we'd better deal with this first; go and stand under the shower facing the far wall." I did as instructed; flakes of dried cum dropping off my body onto the floor as I crossed to the shower. I felt dirty in a rude way, what with having been filmed wetting the bed and having my body covered in dry spunk; but I also felt very sexy and turned on. And although Fabrice's cock was longer and thicker than Parfait's big cock I wanted to feel it in my arsehole. I felt Fabrice standing close behind me, his hardening cock pressing upwards against my back; and then his muscular black arm slipped around my lily-white body and his large black hand took hold of my rigid, little white cock. His other hand started to play with the buttplug as he began to expertly toss me off and I moaned with pleasure. When Fabrice started to lick the insides of my ears I groaned with pleasure. I leaned back into his muscular black body and rubbed his growing cock with my back, and I felt his precum leak onto my body. Then my body stiffened. "I'm gonna cum!" I whispered hoarsely. Fabrice made a ring of his finger and thumb, squeezing my cockshaft as he rapidly tossed my cock. I groaned as boycum erupted from my cock flying everywhere, hitting the shower wall and sliding down. I sagged back against Fabrice as my orgasm subsided and blushed again when piss immediately began to shoot from my still hard cock in a strong steady stream. "Good boy Paul." Fabrice cooed into my ear. And he proceeded to move my cock around so that my piss flew everywhere too. When I finished pissing Fabrice shook my hard cock then turned me around. I saw his big black cock was almost fully stiff. He pushed down on my shoulders. "Get my cock hard before we do anything else." Sinking down to my knees I held onto his muscular thigh for support with one hand and hefted his cut cock with the other. I leaned in and licked across his torpedo shaped knob a couple of times, lapping up his precum as it emerged from his big cock-slit. Then I took about 3 inches of knob and cock-shaft into my mouth and as I sucked I wanked Fabrice's remaining black cock-shaft; my white hand's fingers and thumb just about meeting around it. Fabrice put his hands on my head. "Hold still Paul, I won't hurt you, just keep sucking and wanking my big black cock." I held still and Fabrice rocked back and forth fucking my mouth with his big black cock, but always leaving his knob inside. On the in-stroke Fabrice' s knob just touched the entrance to my throat before he stopped. I sucked hard on Fabrice's huge black cock and swallowed his precum, my little white hand squeezing his thick, veiny, cock-shaft as I wanked it. My own stiff cock was soon jerking and leaking precum too as I got more and more turned on. "Stop wanking my cock Paul; open your mouth wide then shut your eyes. I'm going to cum in your mouth and over your face; but don't swallow my spunk, save it until I tell you to swallow it." I did as I was told, Fabrice groaned and I felt a couple of ropes of his thick spunk shoot into my mouth, it was hard not to swallow it, and then he shot the rest of his big load onto my face. Fabrice stopped cumming after shooting 6 or 7 ropes of thick spunk into my gaping mouth and onto my face. "Look up Paul and show me my spunk." I bought his spunk forwards onto my tongue and showed it to Fabrice. "Good boy Paul, now swallow it and then show me your empty mouth." I swallowed every drop with pleasure then stuck out my tongue to show Fabrice that my mouth was empty. "Good boy, very well done!" I felt Fabrice's big thumbs clean off my eyelids. "Open your eyes!" As I opened them I noticed that Fabrice was stood off slightly to one side and I was staring directly into a ceiling mounted camera. Fabrice pushed his two meaty thumbs into my mouth and I eagerly sucked them clean. When he removed his thumbs Fabrice fed me his half-hard cock and I sucked and tongued that clean too until it started to stiffen when Fabrice pulled it out; I felt disappointed. "Right Paul now for your toilet then an enema and finally you can shower." "Can't I shower first Fabrice? I'm covered in spunk, wet and dry." Fabrice chuckled as he ruffled my blonde hair. "No Paul, showering comes last; just think how sexy and dirty you look with your thin little body covered in spunk! Now move to the pan, squat over it and I'll remove the buttplug so you can empty out." I went bright red again, this was so embarrassing, but I moved and squatted as requested. Fabrice moved to my side slightly behind me. "The best and cleanest way to do this is for me to yank the buttplug out and you to immediately sit down. It may hurt a little, so try and relax." Fabrice took hold of the buttplug and yanked, I yelled, and as I sat down I let out a series of embarrassingly loud farts which caused me to blush furiously, and then my bowels evacuated. It had hurt when Fabrice yanked the buttplug out of my arsehole, but not as much as I'd expected. I finished quickly; well I hadn't eaten and I'd only got a little of Parfait's spunk inside me. "Right Paul, wipe your bum clean then come to the shower area and I'll give you an enema, or several." To cut a long story short Fabrice gave me 3 enemas until the water ran crystal clear and Fabrice announced that my arsehole was clean enough for him to eat out. That caused my still hard cock to jerk in anticipation, I loved the sensations a tongue poking around inside my arsehole gave me. Then I showered and afterwards Fabrice engulfed me in towels and dried me off after gently inserting a small, well lubed buttplug into my arsehole. My belly rumbled from lack of food so Fabrice went and got another bottle of love-juice from the fridge and waited while I drank it. Then he put his big hands on my shoulders and looked me in the eye. "Now remember Paul, when we leave this room the sound recording equipment will be back on. So Parfait's, Claude's and my attitudes will be different for the sake of the film." I squeezed his half-hard cock. "I know, I'm .. er .. starting to find it something of a turn-on being dominated and called names when I'm having sex." "Good, but remember that whatever else happens today I am going to fuck you. I know from experience with other boys like you that your arsehole can take my big black pudding. It won't matter how much you shout and scream I' m going to get all 11 inches up your arsehole somehow. But I promise to try and make it easier than usual for you." With that Fabrice embraced me and we frenched for several minutes. My cock was leaking precum onto his muscular thigh, and his stiffening cock was pressed against my abdomen. I'd eventually enjoyed being fucked by Parfait's big black pudding and now I wanted to be fucked by Fabrice's even bigger cock. I knew it would be painful at first but I could stand that for the pleasure I'd get when Fabrice was finally fucking my arsehole. Knowing that I could shout and scream while I was initially being penetrated was comforting in a strange way; it would help me stand the pain. Fabrice paused before opening the door. "When we get into the corridor just do as I say, and don't be surprised by anything that goes on. I promise you that we'll only do things to you we know your body can take. And remember everything's on film so you can put on a show if you like; you know, for the paying customers" We entered the corridor and Fabrice barked out an order, his demeanour changing for the cameras. "Wait Pussyboy, bend over and touch your toes." When I was in position Fabrice yanked the buttplug out of my arsehole and pushed his long thick middle finger up my arsehole in place of it. I yelled loudly, but it didn't really hurt. Fabrice slapped my buttocks. "Stop screaming Pussyboy, that's only my finger; wait until you feel my huge black cock forcing its way into your tight little boycunt. Now move!" Fabrice put his other big black hand on my shoulder and slowly guided me forwards. His long thick finger was tickling my prostate causing my cock to leak an almost continuous trickle of precum. We turned a corner and came to a door on the right of the corridor; Fabrice stopped us before it. "In you go Pussyboy; this is where I'm going to fuck you senseless!" I opened the door and we entered the room which was wide and narrow. Like all the other rooms I'd been in it was white, had a low ceiling, was air-conditioned, windowless and clock less. It was the smallest room so far and was dominated by a long, wide, black leather one-armed divan that stood in the room's centre. Mounted on the wall behind the divan by the arm was a large flat-screen T.V. Running the length of the wall below the T.V. there was a shelf that held a wide selection of sex toys. Fabrice yanked his finger out of my arsehole and barked out an order. "Kneel on the divan Pussyboy, put your hands against the arm for support, straighten your back to horizontal, and spread your legs so I can see your tiny little pink pucker." When I was in position I turned my head and saw Fabrice walking to the shelf. He quickly barked out an order for me to face forwards, which I did. A minute or so later Fabrice straddled the divan behind me and sat down. He pulled my arse cheeks wide apart and gobbed on my pucker. I sighed with pleasure as Fabrice ran his tongue up and down my arse-crack a couple of times. Then he clamped his mouth around my pucker and started jabbing his veed tongue against it. I relaxed my sphincter and I groaned softly as Fabrice's long, thick tongue invaded my arsehole and he began tongue-fucking it. After several minutes of exquisite pleasure Fabrice removed his tongue and im mediately shoved his lubed middle finger into my arsehole in its place. After 3 0r 4 jabs he added a second finger and then a third, both lubed, and he started to stretch my sphincter. Just then the door opened and in walked Parfait, he was naked and his cock was soft. "Hi, how's the dirty little Pussyboy doing Fabrice?" "Great, I'm loosening up his tight little boycunt ready for my big black pudding. Get over here and let him suck your cock." Parfait came and stood behind the arm, he splayed his legs so he could rest his cock and huge balls on it. Fabrice slapped my buttock with his free hand. "Move forwards Pussyboy and suck Parfait's big black cock!" As I moved forwards Fabrice moved with me still stretching my sphincter. Parfait took hold of his cock and slapped it across my cheeks a few times. "Open wide Pussyboy and suck my cock!" Parfait fed about 3 inches of cock into my mouth and as I started to suck on it he brought 2 short straps with padded cuffs into view and strapped my wrists into them. I was sucking hard on Parfait's cock but it wasn't growing much, I'd guess it was only 8 inches long and it felt sort of spongy, not hard like usual. Parfait grabbed the sides of my head in his large black hands and pushed forwards until his knob was at the entrance to my throat. "Breathe through your nose Pussyboy and let me push my big black cock down your throat!" I started to panic, it had been a struggle for me to take Parfait's big cock up my arsehole, and there was no way it would fit down my throat. Then Parfait whispered very quietly. "Don't worry, my cock won't get fully hard, we know what we're doing." Remembering Fabrice's promise and the tablet he'd given me and the fact that they'd probably made loads of these films so they did know what they were doing I breathed deeply a couple of times then began to breathe through my nose. Parfait pushed forwards, I gagged, swallowed and Parfait's knob slid into my throat. At the same time Fabrice withdrew his fingers from my arsehole and I felt something hard being pushed against my pucker; and I just knew it wasn't his cock. With Parfait's cock working its way down my throat and my hands tied there was no way I could turn around and try to see what Fabrice was trying to force into my arsehole. Deciding to try and help the process and so avoid any unnecessary pain I tried to relax my sphincter; but it was automatically resisting this new invasion of my arsehole. I had a bit of trouble getting my breathing sorted but nothing too serious as Parfait's spongy cock continued to worm its way down my throat and I couldn't believe it when my lips hit his muscled body, I'd swallowed all 8 inches. Parfait moved his hands to the back of my head so that I couldn't pull back off his cock. "Not only are you a Pussyboy you're also a dirty little cocksucker; you' ve taken all of my big black cock down your throat! Now work your throat muscles and bring me off Pussyboy cocksucker!" I started swallowing around Parfait's spongy cock-shaft just as Fabrice slapped my buttocks quite hard, causing me to gasp around Parfait's cock-shaft, and my sphincter was finally forced open and something entered my arsehole. Whatever it was I'd hardly felt any pain as it breached my sphincter. Then my sphincter closed behind the object and Fabrice was pressing something else against my pucker and I tried my hardest to relax. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed the T.V. come to life. Parfait gently twisted my head slightly and I could just see a close-up of my backside; I also stopped swallowing as I stared at the screen. Fabrice was pressing a shiny, well lubed black ball against my pucker; it was almost the same circumference as Parfait's big black pudding. It was attached to another four identical balls by thin, inch and a half long, plastic rope. As Fabrice slapped my buttocks and the ball disappeared into my arsehole I made a garbled querying sound as I wondered what the balls were. Parfait must have read my mind. "They're called Chinese Balls Pussyboy and Fabrice is going to shove all six into your tight little boycunt!" Fabrice pressed another ball against my pucker and when he pushed against it I managed to relax my sphincter and it entered my arsehole fairly easily. It was so sexy seeing those shiny black balls being pushed between my lily-white arse-cheeks and disappearing into my arsehole. I soon had all six in my arsehole and all I could see was a loop of black plastic poking out of my arsehole. The balls felt really weird inside my arsehole seeming to completely fill it to bursting point; but they also felt very sexy. Parfait turned my head back and I resumed massaging his cock with my throat muscles. Fabrice began to deep massage my belly while fondling my balls. I could feel an orgasm building, but I could also feel Parfait's cock lengthening and stiffening. I was about to panic when Parfait removed his hands from the back of my head and withdrew his cock from my throat, leaving about 3 inches in my mouth. Parfait grabbed the sides of my head. "Suck my big black cock off Pussyboy cocksucker, make me cum!" I began to suck and tongue Parfait's big cock in earnest and when Fabrice stopped fondling my balls and began to wank my rigid cock I knew my orgasm wasn't too far away. In fact within a minute or so I felt my balls start to rise and I moaned around Parfait's rigid cock. Parfait turned my head again and on the TV I saw Fabrice stop wanking my cock leaving it jerking about. Then he pushed a finger through the loop of black plastic poking from my arsehole and as I stiffened and my first thin rope of watery boycum shot from my cock he pulled hard on the loop yanking the last ball from my arsehole. It felt incredible; my sphincter had clenched shut as I shot my first rope but the ball forced it open. Every time I shot Fabrice yanked a ball out of my arsehole; it was the most incredible orgasm I'd ever had in my young life. I shot 5 thin ropes of watery boycum, and Fabrice left the last ball inside my arsehole; the other 5 dangled obscenely from my arsehole. I hadn' t had time to come down from my high when Parfait turned my head back and lifted it up as he pulled his big black cock from my mouth. "Shut your eyes and open your mouth wide Pussyboy, I'm gonna shoot my big load of mancum over your pretty-boy face." I did as I was told and when I heard Parfait groan and felt his first to ropes of spunk filling my mouth I knew what to do; I didn't swallow, even though Parfait shot four long thick ropes of spunk into my mouth half filling it. Parfait shot the rest of his big load of spunk into my hair and onto my cheeks, chin and neck; none landed on my eyelids. When Parfait finished cumming he barked out an order. "Open your eyes Pussyboy and show me my mancum." As I dutifully obeyed I felt some of Parfait's spunk drip from my face onto the black leather divan. "Now swallow it and show me your empty mouth." Once again I obeyed relishing the taste of Parfait's thick spunk, and then Parfait pushed his softening cock back into my mouth. "Clean my big black pudding Pussyboy!" I eagerly slurped and sucked on Parfait's half-hard cock until he pulled it out of my mouth again, pushed my head back, and slapped his cock across my cheeks a couple of times. Then he bent down and started to French me, I responded eagerly. As we snogged Fabrice yanked the remaining ball from my arsehole, grabbed my hips tightly, and rammed his thick 11 inch cock all the way up my arsehole in one long stroke until his big balls slapped hard against my buttocks. Several things happened, Parfait broke our snog, my pulse quickened, sweat broke out all over my body, from my shoulders upwards I turned bright red and I screamed really loudly. My little white body shot forwards until my head hit the divan arm. Fabrice followed me so that his huge black cock stayed totally buried in my little arsehole. The pain was awful

and tears coursed down my face through Parfait's drying spunk. When the thickest part of Fabrice's huge cock had stretched my sphincter wider than it had ever been stretched I thought I was being split in two. I pleaded and begged Fabrice to take his huge cock out of my arsehole, telling him that he had split me in half; but Fabrice just slapped my buttocks and told me to get used to it! Nobody was comforting me; then again I knew they wouldn't because of the filming. Parfait's big black hands were under my shoulders stopping me from slumping down and burying my head in the divan as I tried to come to terms with my predicament. Slowly my tears dried up and I sobbed quietly to myself. Fabrice wasn't moving but I could feel his huge, 11 inch cock throbbing deep inside my arsehole. I began to realise that the pain was quickly ebbing away and my cock, which had shrivelled away to almost nothing when Fabrice 's huge black cock broke through my sphincter, was filling out. I tried to rationalise, Fabrice had worked for ages on stretching my sphincter, and my arsehole was well lubed from the Chinese balls which were almost as thick as Parfait's cock. When Parfait had fucked me I'd quickly got used to his cock after I got over the initial penetration; and I loved to feel it ploughing up and down my arsehole. Perhaps it was the totally unexpected rape of my arsehole that had caused me to overreact? I had to admit that my cock was hard again, and Fabrice's huge cock was starting to give me more and more pleasure as it throbbed away deep inside my arsehole. Tentatively I squeezed my sphincter around Fabrice's thick cockshaft. "Ah! Pussyboy's squeezing my big black cock with his boycunt; he must want me to fuck him. Do you Pussyboy? Do you want my very thick 11 inch cock fucking your tight little boycunt until you shoot another load of boycum?" Fabrice slapped my buttock, not hard. Remembering that I was on film I sobbed and snivelled before replying. "Your huge black cock is beginning to feel so good inside my ... er ... boycunt Sir. Please fuck me now Sir, but start slowly, please." And he did, slowly but surely Fabrice pulled his huge cut cock out of my arsehole until just his torpedo shaped knob remained inside; then he paused. As with Parfait the first time he fucked me it felt as if my guts were being sucked out too. After a couple of seconds, just as slowly, Fabrice pushed his cock all the way back into my arsehole until I felt his big balls slap against my lily-white buttocks. I moaned with pleasure when the thickest part of his cock-shaft forced my sphincter wide open and I gasped with pleasure when I felt his huge cock rubbing across my prostate. Slowly but surely while maintaining a strong grip on my hips with his large black hands Fabrice increased his fuck strokes until he was fucking my arsehole at a strong steady pace. The more Fabrice fucked my arsehole the more I enjoyed it; I was becoming a real pussyboy! I looked up at Parfait who was watching Fabrice's huge black cock fucking in and out of my arsehole between my lily-white buttocks; pure lust was written all over his handsome face. "Please untie my hands Sir, so that I can pull my arse-cheeks wide apart and get more of Fabrice's huge cock up my arsehole. It feels so good sliding up and down my... er... boycunt and rubbing across my prostate, I want Fabrice to fuck my boycunt until I shoot another load of boycum." Parfait grinned evilly at me and then quickly untied my hands. I reached behind and pulled my arse-cheeks as wide apart as I could; getting a few millimetres more of Fabrice's huge cock up my arsehole. Parfait got a bottle of love-juice and carefully fed it too me, as I gratefully drank it I felt a pang of hunger and I wondered when I'd get fed. When I'd finished the bottle Parfait slapped his black, half-hard cock across my lily-white cheeks. "Right Pussyboy, now you can deep-throat my big black pudding again while Fabrice fucks your tight little boycunt!" I immediately opened my mouth wide, hoping, no, almost knowing that when Parfait's cock started to stiffen again he'd take it out of my throat. I did wonder why Parfait's cock hadn't stayed hard after he shot his load into and over me and why it didn't get stiff straight away when it was down my throat. I later learned that Parfait was learning a yoga technique to control his libido. Parfait pushed a couple of inches of spongy black cock into my mouth and waited until I was breathing steadily through my nose before beginning to slide his cock down my throat. This time I didn't panic as more and more of Parfait's cock disappeared down my throat and my lips were soon pressed hard against Parfait's taut black body. Parfait linked his hands behind my head, and without being told I started swallowing, allowing my throat muscles to massage Parfait's cock-shaft. As Fabrice's fuck strokes quickened I had to let go of my buttocks and hold onto the arm of the divan for balance. As usual when the two men weren't moaning or grunting they were talking dirty and calling me names as their huge black cocks filled my body from both ends. My stiff 5 inch cock was jerking around in sync with Fabrice's fuck-strokes and my precum was flying all over the place. Fabrice would occasionally slap my buttocks which hurt a bit at first but I soon started to derive pleasure from that too. When Parfait put his hands on the side of my head and began to fuck my throat with his spongy cock I kept on swallowing. It must have looked so sexy on film, my lily-white body being fully penetrated from both ends by two huge black cocks! The pounding my prostate was receiving from Fabrice's huge cock as it ploughed up and down my arsehole was having the desired effect, I felt another orgasm building. However Parfait's cock suddenly started to swell and he quickly pulled it from my throat and mouth and growled. "Open your mouth wide Pussyboy and close your eye's; your cocksucking throat has brought me off!" I'd only just obeyed when jets of Parfait's hot thick spunk began shooting into my mouth and then onto my face covering both eyelids. I knew the routine and didn't swallow any. When Parfait had finished cumming I automatically showed him his spunk before he ordered me too. "Good little cocksucker, you're learning, now eat it and then show me your empty mouth." I did as ordered, savouring the spunk as if it was manna from heaven as I slowly ate it; spunk was the only solid food I was getting. When I showed Parfait my empty mouth he wiped the spunk from my eyelids and rubbed it into my hair. I must have looked a right mess, my face and hair covered in dry and wet spunk. My little body was bathed in sweat and my shoulders to my hairline were blush-red and my buttocks carried the red imprints of Fabrice's meaty black hands! Then I shuddered and my back arched and thin rope after thin rope of watery boycum shot from my quivering cock onto the black divan. Fabrice slowed down and fucked me long and deep as I orgasmed, but he seemed no closer to cumming himself even though my sphincter was spasming uncontrollably around his very thick cock-shaft. When I finished cumming Parfait fed me another bottle of love-juice. As I finished drinking Fabrice buried his cock deep in my arsehole and leaned over me putting a black arm around my chest pulling me back against his. "Right Pussyboy put your arm around my neck and hold on tight." I did as ordered while wondering what was coming next. With Parfait's help Fabrice stood up, he held the backs of my thighs in his large hands and as I bent my knees I leaned back against his powerful black body while tightening my hold on his neck. I was totally impaled on his huge, veiny, black 11 inch cock, which felt further up my arsehole than it had ever been. As Fabrice braced himself I felt his huge cock throbbing away inside my arsehole. Then he began to lift me up and down on his cock, about 4 inches at a time. It felt wonderful as Fabrice's huge cock pounded relentlessly against my prostate; and my still hard cock was bouncing up and down flinging precum everywhere. After several minutes, with Parfait's help, I was turned around. I threw both hands around Fabrice's strong neck holding on tightly, and I fastened my legs around his fit, muscled, glistening black body as he started fucking my arsehole again. "Fucking hell Pussyboy your boycunt's so fucking tight; I can't wait to fill it full of my thick mancum!" As I got comfortable I locked my hands behind Fabrice's strong neck and leaned back, that way I seemed to get more of his huge 11 inch cock up my arsehole. My stiff cock was slapping against Fabrice's chest leaving little shiny dabs of my precum all over it. By now Fabrice was really banging away at my arsehole and I was trying to ride his huge cock in time with his long deep thrusts when, incredibly, I felt another orgasm building. "I'm gonna cum again!" I managed to gasp. Quick as a flash Parfait grabbed my jerking cock and started wanking it. When I began to moan as another load of watery boycum began shooting from my cock Parfait pointed my cock so that all my boycum landed on Fabrice's magnificent pecs. As I shot another big, for me, load of boycum my sphincter spasmed uncontrollably around Fabrice's very thick cock-shaft. I'd just finished cumming when Fabrice buried his huge cock as far up my arsehole as he could. "That's it Pussyboy, hug me, I'm gonna fill your tight little boycunt full of my mancum!" he growled. As I embraced Fabrice Parfait pushed down on my shoulders trying to force my arsehole further down on Fabrice's huge throbbing cock. Then Fabrice shuddered and I felt his cock throb then his cock spurted thick ropes of spunk coating my colon walls; it felt so sexy being pumped full of Fabrice's thick spunk. When he eventually finished cumming Fabrice lifted me up until his huge cock plopped out of my arsehole and I gave an embarrassingly loud wet fart. Fabrice pulled my arsecheeks wide apart and Parfait knelt underneath my arsehole. "Strain your boycunt as if you're shitting Pussyboy and watch Parfait on the screen." I turned to the screen as I strained; Parfait's head was turned up and his mouth was wide open. I saw some of Fabrice's spunk oozing from my gaping arsehole and drop into Parfait's waiting mouth. When no more spunk came out Parfait pushed a finger into my arsehole and stood up. "Lean back and open your mouth wide Pussyboy." I did as Fabrice ordered and Parfait stood above me and dripped Fabrice's spunk into my mouth, it tasted incredible. "Start swallowing Pussyboy then when Parfait's finished show us your empty mouth." Eventually I'd eaten all Fabrice's spunk I'd been fed and I opened my mouth wide and stuck out my tongue. "Good little Pussyboy, now Parfait will suck some more of my mancum out of your boycunt for you to eat; then he's going to fuck you till you give up another load of your sweet boycum!" Parfait squatted beneath me, and as he removed his finger from my arsehole he clamped his mouth around my pucker and pushed his tongue inside. I squirmed with pleasure as he sucked hard while moving his tongue around inside my arsehole. My cock, which had softened a bit, quickly stiffened. And although my arsehole was a little tender I so wanted to be fucked again; I was really into the feeling of having a big cock ploughing up and down my arsehole. After a couple of minutes Parfait replaced his tongue with the finger and fed me my second delicious helping of Fabrice's spunk and my body juices. As Parfait finished I noticed that his cock was stiff and jerking; ready to fuck my arsehole again; good, I thought to myself. Parfait's eating out of my arsehole now over Fabrice placed me on the divan on my knees and I braced myself against the arm for support. Parfait knelt behind me; he removed his finger, grabbed hold of my hips, and unceremoniously rammed his 10 inch cock straight up my arsehole until his huge balls slapped loudly against my white and red buttocks. I moaned loudly, not with pain but with real pleasure. I was really getting into having my arsehole fucked by big cocks, and even wondered briefly what Claude's monstrous black cock would feel like when he fucked me as I knew he was going to do eventually. "I think Pussyboy's getting to like having a big black cock up his tight little boycunt Fabrice." "Yeah, the dirty little cocksucker's doing really well! After he's had some more love-juice to boost his boycum production he can clean my cock while you fuck another load of boycum out of him." Fabrice approached the arm and fed me another bottle of love-juice which I eagerly guzzled down; all this sex was making me so thirsty. Then I moved forwards and opened my mouth wide in anticipation of Fabrice's cock. Parfait moved with me so that his big black cock stayed buried deep in my arsehole. Fabrice's huge black cock was half-hard and he easily fed me his knob and some cock-shaft, and I slurped on it as I tried to force the tip of my tongue into his large cock-slit. Once I was suckling contentedly on Fabrice's huge black cock Parfait began to fuck my arsehole at a steady rate. After several minutes Fabrice's cock started to swell and he pulled back a little to give me room to concentrate on sucking and tonguing his torpedo shaped knob. Within minutes Fabrice's precum was trickling down my throat as I sucked as hard as I could on his knob; I grabbed hold of his very veiny black cock-shaft and began wanking it hard. The room stank of male sex and as a background to the men's name-calling and dirty talk I could hear the sound of

Parfait's 10 inch cock squelching in and out of my arsehole and his huge balls slapping against my arse-cheeks. All this was accompanied by my ever increasing moans of pleasure and the men's moaning and grunting. I was half-crazed with lust and I lifted off Fabrice's stiff cock just long enough to gasp. "YES! YES! Fuck me harder; fuck me faster, I love your huge black pudding fucking my tight little boycunt. Fuck me hard and make me cum!" Tightening his grip on my slim, bony white hips Parfait pulled his big black cock all the way out of my arsehole then slammed it all the way home, his huge balls slapping loudly against my buttocks. I squealed with delight, and managed to suck even harder on Fabrice's knob. Parfait set up a new pattern, he'd fuck me normally for 5 strokes then he'd punch-fuck me; I was almost delirious with pleasure and could feel another orgasm building. Fabrice removed my hand and eased his throbbing cock from my mouth and growled. "I'm gonna cum Pussyboy, you know the drill!" I threw my head back, opened my mouth wide and closed my eyes. Within seconds Fabrice started to shoot his load of thick spunk into my mouth, and he kept on until his sizeable orgasm ended. I'd got Fabrice's full load of spunk in my mouth which was full to the brim; I was having trouble not swallowing some and keeping it from trickling out of my mouth. "Open your eyes Pussyboy then start swallowing my load, but very slowly." When I opened my eyes Fabrice had a digicam focussed on my mouth. I started to slowly swallow the big load of tasty thick spunk. "Stop and show me what's left." I obeyed. This occurred another 4 times until I'd swallowed Fabrice's entire load of tasty thick spunk and shown him my empty mouth. Fabrice moved away to place the digicam on the shelf, and I saw him pick up a medium sized black buttplug. While this was going on Parfait had stopped punch-fucking my arsehole but now he started again and I squealed with delight every time he punch-fucked his big black cock back into my arsehole. My prostate was getting a real pounding and the inevitable happened, my body stiffened, I groaned loudly, and boycum jetted from my rigid cock onto the divan arm and seat. As soon as I started to shoot my load Parfait buried his big cock as far up my arsehole as it would go and my sphincter spasmed uncontrollably around his throbbing cock-shaft. As the last drops of boycum dribbled from my cock Parfait yanked his big black cock from my well used arsehole and Fabrice pushed the buttplug up in its place. As soon as my sphincter closed around the buttplug base Fabrice lifted me up and lay me flat on my back on the divan seat with my feet against the arm. Parfait stood above my head and wanked his stiff cock. Within seconds he moaned and thick ropes of his spunk jetted from his cock and splattered down onto my little lily-white body. Parfait aiming his cock so every dollop landed in a different place. When Parfait finished cumming he squatted and I sucked his softening cock clean. Parfait stood up and I looked down my body, it was covered in spunk, as was my face and hair; I must have looked a real mess; I yawned loudly, I was totally exhausted. Fabrice and Parfait were standing side by side looking lasciviously down at my ravaged little body, Parfait chuckled. "Well Pussyboy that should satisfy that greedy little boycunt of yours for a bit, we'd better put you to bed for a sleep before the next session." With that Parfait scooped me up in his strong black arms and carried me to my bedroom; Fabrice didn't accompany us. My arsehole sort of ached and there was a bit of soreness more than pain; but most of all it felt empty. Although I'd got the buttplug stuffed up my arsehole I missed the feeling of having a big throbbing cock buried deep within my body. I couldn't stop yawning I was so tired; I'd cum so many times and yet my cock was still half-hard and it tingled. I had no idea of what day it was, what time it was, or how long I'd been at the house; all I could remember was sex and sleep. When we reached the bedroom Parfait set me down by the urinal and told me to piss. I was totally unselfconscious as I stood there and sprayed my piss all over the urinal through my half-hard cock which actually stiffened a bit. Parfait spoke to me from beside the bed. "When you've finished come over here Paul and I'll give you your sleeping injection and a drink." I took a deep breath through my nose, I stank! "Er, I think I'd better shower first Parfait, I'm covered in sweat and spunk and I reek to high heaven!" Parfait gave a dirty laugh. "That's what our customers like to see Paul, filthy little boys covered in

mancum! And I bet they wish they could smell you too. You'll be able to shower after your sleep; before you have your sex session with Claude." A shudder of excitement ran through my body, I WAS going to have sex with Claude and his monstrously thick black cock. I walked to the bed, bent over and Parfait fondled a buttock before injecting me with the sleeping potion. Then he handed me a bottle of liquid which looked just like love-juice. "Er, um, aren't I supposed to have clear water so that my cock stays soft for the customers? This looks like love-juice to me." Parfait chuckled and fondled my hair. "I only injected you with a sleeping potion, nothing to make your cock go soft. Drink it up, it is love-juice, but only a low dose; you'll be having company later on when you're sleeping." Good I thought as I looked up and grinned sexily at Parfait. "Bob and Dai?" "I'm not telling you, you'll find out when Claude wakes you up and shows you the edit that'll be made for you." I pouted. "Stop that and drink the love-juice, then I'll put you to bed." After I'd finished the love-juice Parfait told me to lie on my back and he tied me in while I continued yawning. Once again I had limited movement of my upper body and arms, but not enough for me to reach my cock which was quite stiff. After getting me to open my legs slightly so that my ballbag hung between my upper thighs Parfait tied me so that I had very little lower body movement. It was uncomfortable but I was fast asleep before Parfait left the room.

End of part two; I hope you enjoyed it. Any comments to INSILVA92@aol.com