LOOKING FOR GROSSAO 5 by Jorge Alvarez
It's dark and creepy up the hill where Tiao makes my son and I climb, walking before him. When we slow down, he slaps our bare asses. The slum is a maze of blind alleys, muddy trails and open sewers. Really fetid. How can people live in a place like that, just a few minutes away from our affluent neighborhood?
While we clilmb, my son tells me how he spent the afternoon, while I was being fucked my Tiao's sister/brother, Elis.
"Tiao took me to a park where a lot of black guys were playing soccer. They stopped playing, they tied my hands and feet to the goal post, so I had my legs up in the air and my ass exposed, and they gangfucked me. It was great! Dad, I was born for that! Have you ever been gangfucked?"
"No, never. I'm scared just to think of it. How could you?"
"Well, I've been fantasizing about being gangfucked since I was a kid, so it was really wonderful to have it finally happen, my dream come true. And what's better, all those wonderful black Brazilian studs with their huge dicks, I couldn't have enough of them up my ass".
"But didn't it hurt you?"
"Not really. After a while my asshole adjusted to the onslaught of big cocks and I actually enjoyed it. I worked my male cunt on those cocks, I pumped them and milked them of their hot cum, I fucked them as much as they fucked me".
"It sounds good..."
"You should try it some day, dad. I can't wait to be gangfucked again. Maybe I'll be lucky here..."
We're now halfway to the top of the hill. Looking back, in this moonlit night, we see the lights on the beautiful beaches of Rio and the deep blue ocean, ships on the horizon. Close to where we are, we hear shots. Tiao tells us to duck. There's a war going on between drug gangs, he says, we have to be careful.
At the top of the hill there's only tall grass. Suddenly, we're surrounded by a bunch of hooded black thugs with machine guns. They seem to be friends with Tiao, who gets his bag of pot. Some of the guys close on my son and I, fondling our naked butts.
"Fresh white meat, good, Tiao... We like your new slaves, they have good fuckable butts. How much for the boy?"
"You can have him for free. But return him in a week, he has to go back to Montreal. They're French Canadian".
"Mmmm, fine frenchy sluts... Do you like a big black dick, boy? You're gonna have plenty here..."
"Yeah, I love big black cocks, a lot. But you guys look like faggots to me".
My son's trick works, as he wanted. The black thugs are furious to be called faggots. They grab Georges, hold his body up in their strong arms and start to fuck him front and back, shoving their big cocks in his willing mouth and welcoming ass.
I see the ecstasy in my son's face, as he gets his wish of being gangfucked again. I'm in awe of how he takes an active part in his own gang rape, provoking the crowd, exciting them with the way he moves his gorgeous white ass, using his hungry mouth to swallow their cocks, their balls, their cum.
Tiao drags me away, so I have to wave goodbye to my son, as more and more black thugs fall on him, all crazy for his butt that now sports at least three cocks stuck up that insatiable asshole.
On our way down the hill, Tiao makes me stop at a small bar where a few guys are drinking. Tiao asks for beers and shares a joint with me. The guys are snickering, pointing to my naked white butt. In a moment, coming from nowhere, another band of thugs materializes. But these are not friendly. They make Tiao lift his arms and frisk him, pushing him around.
"Is this your slave, Tiao? We're going to take him from you. Now go, disappear before we shoot you".
I'm scared shitless, alone with this gang of black killers, heavily armed and clearly stoned out of their minds. They're also very horny. For me... They don't have to strip me, I'm practically naked in my slave outfit. I see myself surrounded by naked black bodies, all muscle, and a thick forest of erect, hard black cocks.
My feet are off the ground, I'm grabbed by strong arms, my legs opened and raised, my mouth forced open, and before I know it, the first two giant cocks burst into my cavities, front and back, quickly and brutally fucking me and shooting huge cum loads.
I remember what my son said about the pleasures of being gangfucked. He's right. Once I get into it, actually enjoying what they're doing to my body, I start to cum and to want more. I become a crazed bitch, a male nymphomaniac, feeling my power over these studs and at the same time my passion for their awesome dicks and hot cum.
I lose the sense of time. Maybe just a few minutes have passed, maybe hours. I lose count of how many cumloads are shot deep inside my body. My battered male cunt overflows with a tide wave of cum, my belly is full of cum, I vomit cum and blow cum through my nose, I have cum shooting out of my ears, drenching my hair, caked on my eyes.
I wear my fuckers out. Little by little they get tired of fucking me and disappear. Finally I find myself alone lying on a pool of cum, my legs and arms too weak to lift me off the ground, my male pussy chomping the air, spurting cum, crazy for more.
A huge hand grabs my cum-soaked hair and lifts my head. My eyelids are glued, I can't see clearly. My feeble hands slide up two very muscular, powerful naked legs. He lifts me by the hair, until I'm on my knees. Then I feel the hot jet of liquid. He's pissing on my face.
I welcome the male fountain that cleanses me of all the caked cum, washes my hair, my face, my whole body in his stud-scented maleness. I grab his powerful thighs and plunge my face between his legs, open my mouth to swallow his huge hairy balls, lick and kiss my way up his immense cock.
The massive dick is thicker than my legs, truly awesome, covered with knotted veins, and pitch black. I can't see the head, it's way up above me. I hug the throbbing ebony tree trunk in my arms and look up at him, in ecstay. I know who he is. I've found him.
"Grossao!"
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