Available Youth Fantasy

This story contains gay muscle worship and gay domination with older teens In a black-on-white racial context. It also includes simulated rape. So if any of these issues bothers you stop now and go elsewhere. Also, If you are under the legal age of consent, this story is not for you.

Disclaimer: The characters in this story do not practice safe sex, but keep in mind that this is fiction. In reality, safe sex should always be practiced. This story touches on the supernatural and therefore is a true fantasy, so in no way is it meant to depict any characters or places or actual events in real life. Any similarity to reality is entirely coincidental.

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Available Youth Fantasy Chapter One

He was a really cute one. Well, fuck, of course, they were all cute in one way or another at that age. But he was special. Well, maybe not really, really, special, but I ..., well, I actually hadn't had him yet, so I guess that makes him special. And it's not as if I was necessarily holding off having him, but his number just hadn't come up yet. I mean there are lots of cute ones around. For gods sake, there are twenty-five others in this barracks alone, and we've got three other barracks that I have to deal with, and then with the turnovers, new ones coming in all the time, there is always a supply of pretty ones available when I get around to them.

So, yeah, he was special and this was going to be his special night. Yeah, really, really special. In fact it was going to be more special than he could possibly imagine, and I intended to make it pretty special for me too, me and my dick that is.

He really is a cute one though. Blonde, I like blondes. Blue eyes, I like blue eyes. Beautiful pixie-like face. Oh, yeah, a pretty face turns me on. And he had the softest, lushest, sweetest looking pink lips you've ever seen. God, were they pretty. And let me tell you, I'm really. really partial to pretty pink lips on cute young white boys. And, oh yeah, he's young and he's white. But then again, they're all young, and they're mostly all white if you include the Hispanic ones. I mean, this is a youth facility for teens, isn't it? They gotta be sixteen, but a lot of them look a whole lot younger than that. And he was a little guy, only about 5'5" or 5'6". I like little guys. Kids I can play around with like a living toy. Yeah, little white boy-toys turn me on something fierce.

It was Tuesday and I was going to have me a cute little virgin tonight. I mean, you can't get any more special than that, can you? A cute little white boy virgin on a Tuesday? I mean what could be better than that, unless you count the cute virgin I had last night, Monday night, or that delightful one I had on Saturday. I mean, they were both pretty special and gave me a lot of pleasure. There ain't nothing quite like taking a virgin, being the first to slide your dick into a young boy's hole and introducing him to hot gay sex.

But guess what? It don't matter what day of the week it is, because there's damn near an endless supply of boys available here and most of them still virgin.

It was a passion for me to break those white boy's cherries, giving them the experience of a lifetime with a dominant black stud. That's me. And not just any black stud but a big-dicked muscle hunk like they could have never even imagined. A six foot two muscle hunk, a black bodybuilder who specializes in taking sweet white boys and turning them into submissive worshippers in one easy lesson. Well, maybe two easy lessons, but, yeah, that's my specialty.

But don't get me wrong. I don't just fuck virgins A white virgin boy is only a virgin once, but I always give them a second go-around anyway, making sure they understand their place, their inferiority to this dominant black stud. I make it abundantly clear after fucking them twice that their butt belongs to me and I'll use it whenever I wish.

But there are also plenty of other boys need my attention and I need to spread myself around. I admit the really pretty ones get extra attention from me, and, of course, my 'specials' need constant attention.

Okay, so I said I'm keen on blondes, but you gotta understand that I ain't got nothing against brunet's with their dark blue or green or brown eyes. I mean, a lot of them can be gorgeous and I'm definitely partial to each and every one of them when their turn comes up. But the blondes really are in a special class. Particularly the bleached blonde, beach boy types like this kid, who make such a pretty picture when I get my black dick in their faces. And when I say picture I mean picture. I've got a collection of I don't know how many in my phone. Pretty white boys with me sitting on them in the 'school boy pin' position with my big schlong lying in their faces.

Okay, I admit I've got some pretty wild fetishes One of them is seeing my black dick lying on a white boys face. I'm just wild about that, and I can sit there on a kids chest for ages just rubbing my fat cherry breaker back and forth and back and forth over his white face, smearing my substantial pre-cum around. Jesus, that's hot. Not in his mouth, understand, that comes later, but just my big black hard-on lying there on a cute young face as he looks up at me. That pretty face is looking up at me in shock, and I'm looking down at him in absolute delight. So, yeah, I take a picture with my phone. I've got a collection of them.

As I walked down the aisle between the bunks I could see an eye here and there, so some of them were still awake. And let me tell you, their eyes open wide when they see me because I'm not only naked, showing my muscled body, but my dark brown skin is oiled to give it a sheen which emphasizes my incredible definition. Every move I make, makes my muscles glimmer and shimmer in the shadowy room as I slowly move down the aisle. And hanging down in front of me is one amazing piece of meat, mostly soft right now, but giving expectations of great things to come.

I can tell you, their little dicks snap to attention when they see me like this. That's what I do to the boys. And you can bet there's lust showing in their faces as I slink down the aisle like a panther looking for prey. Although I rule this place with an iron fist and they are all terrified of me, I know that every damn one of them has the hots for me and is breathlessly waiting and wondering if this is going to be his night. And that's the way I liked it, fear and trepidation and also lust, as they shivered with expectancy and waited to see whose turn it was going to be.

I walk slowly down the aisle allowing those awake to get a good look, my muscles glistening in the dim light making me look absolutely awesome. I stepped between two of the bunks and looked down at the kid in bed number six. I told you he was gorgeous, a cute young blonde, looking even cuter in sleep with his mouth open.

I put my cell phone down next to the bed and then jerk the sheet off. Then I simply lie down on top of him. I put my arms around him and start sliding my oily body up and down over his. God that feels good. He's so tiny, probably only weighing 120 to my 240. He doesn't move or react or do anything as I slide my oily body over him giving him his own oily coat. My growing dick slid up and down his belly a couple times until I manipulated it down and let it slip between his legs.

"Squeeze your legs, honey" I whispered in his ear. As he tightened his legs around my big fat prick I slowly slid it in and out, up and down. Ahhh ... Yes. It was heavenly. I raised my head and looked into his wide open eyes. Yeah, wide open in shock with his mouth and lips quivering in fear. I gave him a big smile.

"Kiss me, pussy" I murmur.

Grabbing a good handful of hair, I twisted his head to a convenient position and kissed him. As I stuck my tongue in, I continued twisting his hair until he started to moan.

"I said kiss, pussy." Now he returned the kiss, with a vengeance. In fact, the more I twisted his hair and the louder he moaned, the more he returned the kiss. I just held him there for a good five minutes, roughly kissing him, continuously twisting his hair, and sliding my big schlong up and down between his legs.

He was moaning and crying when I finally let go and broke from the kiss. I looked down into his weeping face. "Thank me, pussy" I said sweetly. "Thank me for picking you tonight."

Looking at me through tear filled eyes, he did what he was told. With a slight sob he whispered "T-Thank you, sir"

Now, before I go on, let me explain something to you. I am a tough zookeeper. These boys stand at attention, eyes forward, and call me sir when I speak to them. Most all of them learn that quickly, since there are no limits to the punishment I can administer. No limits, so you bet they kowtow to me, literally leaping to their feet at attention when I walk by. For the real hard core I have my 'special' arrangements, so every one of them gets in line.

Okay, so I'm a tyrant, but that's just me, that's my style, but it's really what these kids need. Learning to serve a stern, even brutal black man is the best thing that ever happened to a lot of these white kids. Yeah, that's a fact. I'm probably the first black man they've ever had to cope with and maybe the first time they've ever had to face real discipline. So, I demand and I get not only respect, but instant obedience. And quite often I inspire true reverence and worship.

They learn to revere me daytime and worship me nighttime.

So, this wasn't the first time I've taken a eager young virgin boy in the middle of the barracks in the middle of the night. In fact, it wasn't the twentieth time. So, except for some of the newest kids, they've all seen me do this before. so they know how it goes and they know what I expect from them.

And it's better if they have a hint of what to expect. I mean, it would get tiresome if I had to beat them up every time before I fucked them, so I'd rather they'd be somewhat docile to begin with. I mean I'm going to slap them around and rough them up some anyway, that's just me, but I'd rather they didn't fight back too much. A kid with a little spunk can be kinda fun occasionally, it gets the juices flowing, but as a general rule I'd rather they acquiesce.

So, I prefer they be respectful and obedient from the get-go, that's my first choice. And as I've said, since they're mostly inexperienced virgins, I consider it my duty as well as my pleasure to introduce them to gay sex with a powerful, demanding top-man, a very muscular Black Dom, someone they can revere and idolize as well as fear. I'm giving them a lesson in the true meaning of the word submission. Once they get trained by me, you can damn well bet they know what it means to submit and to serve a dominant black male.

Now, you gotta understand that I'm kind of selective, I don't fuck every kid, there's just too many of them. Besides, some of them just ain't my type and I don't have time for all of them. Straight or gay isn't the most critical issue because if they're really cute and I want 'em, I'll take 'em. But my gaydar is excellent and I have an affinity for sweet docile closeted ones that don't yet know how much they need my dick.

Discipline is discipline and fucking is fucking and I don't generally mix the two. Sticking my dick into a boys ass is for my pleasure, and maybe his, it's not for discipline. If they need discipline I'll kick the crap out of them.

So, I'd picked out blondie here as my fuckboy for tonight, and I already knew he was going to be a compliant one. Yeah, my gaydar was very clear on that.

I let go of his hair, flipped him over on his belly and slid my prick into his crack.. I gave his ear a lick as I slowly slid back and forth, still smearing the oil around. And then I bit his neck, hard., marking my territory. He let out a screech, probably waking up half the room. "Mmmmm" was all I said as I continued sliding my oily body over his and keeping my hardening prick tight in his crack.

I raised my head and glanced around and saw a half a dozen kids now sitting up in their beds watching. I've had some of them and the others are probably on a waiting list. Of course I'm an exhibitionist. Why do you think I do this in the middle of the barracks? But I can assure you I'm also damn well worth looking at. In the dim light of the room my chocolate body glistens from the oil and every movement of my body causes my amazing musculature to gleam and shimmer. And my ass: my perfectly shaped muscular bubble butt moving back and forth and up and down, dimpling as I slide my dick between blondie's sweet little cheeks, is something to behold. Awesome is the word. I didn't have to see it to know how it looked, and those boys sitting up watching had their mouths open and their tongues hanging out in desire. Yes, desire. The ones I'd already had, the ones I'd trained to worship wanted to bury their faces in my ass, anything to give me pleasure, while the others wished it was their turn and they were in blondie's place.

"Do you love me, pussy?" I whispered in the kid's ear as I gave it another lick. "You love your black Master? Hmm?"

He mumbled something into the pillow which sounded like: 'yes, sir'.

"Yeah, I know you do" I chuckled. "You want to worship me, don't you, pussy? You want to worship this body."

"Yes sir" he replied softly and I think he meant it. You gotta understand, it don't matter what I ask him right now, his answer is always going to be `yes sir'. He knows this and I know it. He wouldn't dare do otherwise. However, it sounded like he really meant it. I've told you how the boys react to my incredible physique, how most of them are lusting over these muscles, so being a closeted little faggot, it's not really surprising that Blondie wants to worship my hot body.

I pulled his head up and slapped him on the cheek anyway.

"Call me Master, pussy" I growled at him.

He was crying now but he answered me. "Y-Y-Yes, M-M-Master" he blubbered.

Yes, I like them compliant, but I also like rough sex, and I get a lot of pleasure from roughing them up some and humiliating them, so, compliant or not, they're going to get worked over. Besides, they could be faking their fawning manner and thinking they're getting away with something.

I don't want any of these kids to ever think I'm easy, that I'm a pushover. Serving me and servicing my needs was never going to be an easy proposition since I believe in teaching a kid how to properly treat a dominant stud, how to treat me. It requires total devotion from them which can only come with a certain amount of physical encouragement from me. Yeah, I'm a firm believer that getting dedicated compliance from these kids generally requires powerful reinforcement. And I'm more than willing to provide that encouragement and that reinforcement. Besides, it's a known fact that a little pain emphasizes and enhances the lesson being learned.

So, no, I wasn't going to be easy on this kid, no matter how fawning he was. I'm never easy on any kid.

I slapped him again, just for good measure.

"You want to worship me, don't you, pussy?" He wasn't bawling but he was doing a lot of quiet sniffling.

"Y-Y-Yes, S-S-Sir" he whimpered. "Y-Y-Yes, M-M-Master."

I rolled over off of him and then pushed him off of the bed onto the floor. These single bunks don't give a lot of room, but I stretched out as much as I could. "Start at my feet, pussy" I said.

I said I'd oiled myself up and I had. Well, actually, tonight's bed-boy had oiled me up. His name was Clark and I'd be joining him after fucking blondie here. Anyway, the oil made me look incredible, but it was also the edible kind, raspberry or something, ready for a hot mouth and tongue to clean it off.

You gotta understand that I'm a stud. I'm one of those guys whose muscles have muscles, I'm a gorgeous black Adonis and I'm damn proud of it. Okay, so I admit to being a narcissist, but with total justification. I can justifiably say I'm extremely good looking with `movie star' features, and my body is simply spectacular, my black skin enhancing my definition and perfection. So it ain't no question that I'm damn special and it's an honor for these kids to be allowed to even run their tongues over me.

So, yes I demand worship, body worship. I simply love having a cute white boy with a hot tongue working my body, and I love having them tell me how much they love doing it. Yes, I do and they do. They tell me how much they love me, and how much they love worshiping me.. Of course, I give them plenty of encouragement to say the right thing.

So my sexual encounters most always start with worship, muscle worship with a hot tongue.

I lay back and closed my eyes as I let this kid go at it. I mean it doesn't take much training for a kid to know what to do with his tongue, does it? Since we didn't have a lot of time I had him lick my feet for only a couple minutes, enough so he'd understand his inferiority, and then skip up to my abs and pecs.

"You like that, pussy boy? You like licking your Master's body?" Of course he answered yes. "Tell me, pussy. Tell me you love it" I told him.

"I love it, Master" he murmured as his tongue reached the base of my bulging left pectoral.

"You love what, pussy? Tell me. Tell me what you love,"

"I love ... I love your body, Master" he mumbled. "I ... I ... I love your muscles, Master."

"Good boy" I said as I reached down and tousled his hair. "Good boy."

I was getting a little impatient and it was getting late, so I had him skip my arms and pits and i just rolled over. Without saying anything, I grabbed a handful of hair and pushed his face into my ass. And interestingly enough, he didn't need any direction but just started licking. I told you he'd be compliant.

One thing I insist upon is that every boy I fuck has to eat my ass first, so Blondie here has seen other boys doing this to me any number of times before on other nights.

I said every boy has to eat me, and that's true because I really love this. But I have to admit, this is where my racism shows up, my belief in racial superiority, because for this black stud there ain't nothing better than having a white boy's face stuck up his ass. For these wayward boys it's an earth shattering experience, complete humiliation, accepting their place as my menials eating out my black ass. For me it's heaven and for them it's a show of true submission and total acceptance of my superiority. I reveled in it.

I kept my hand on his head, directing him by cramming his face in to my crack, and giving him a couple slaps alongside the head to encourage his busy mouth to keep licking and kissing and sucking my black hole. I couldn't help but chuckle in delight as I felt that velvety tongue pushing its way into my hole and hearing him slurping away at it. I wiggled my ass some, making him work to keep his face in there, just to enhance my pleasure.

When I'd finally had enough I rolled back over and got him back on the bed between my legs. Holding him by the hair, forcing him to look up at me, I gave him a grin. "You ready for your Masters prick, pussy" I asked, obviously rhetorical.

But he answered me anyway looking up into my eyes with that bedraggled look on his oily sweaty face. "Yes, Master." I slapped him lightly. He had quit crying ages ago, but now he got tears in his eyes again.

"Beg for it, pussy. Beg for your Master's prick." There was a pause as the tears began to drip down his face, so I slapped him again.

"Please, Master" he whimpered. "Please. I ... I ... I ... Ah ... Please let me suck you."

"Okay, pussy. Go to it" I said sweetly, giving him a big smile, "but lick it first."

He bent down and started licking up and down and up and down the length of my prick as I grinned at him. God, he's pretty. Cute little blonde boy licking my dick. There's just nothing like it.

Of course, I knew he'd be a lousy cocksucker, being inexperienced. I mean, the whole point of taking a virgin is taking his ass isn't it? Is there such a thing as a virgin mouth? I suppose so. I mean, if it ain't had a dick in there before, mine being the first one, I suppose you'd consider it virgin, but who knows? And all that means anyway is that it's an inexperienced mouth that most likely can't give a decent blowjob. I'd give it a go sometime later.

But, that virgin ass doesn't care if it's inexperienced. It may be tight fit, and it may be a bit painful for the kid getting a big dick shoved in there for the first time, but that inexperienced hole's going to open up no matter what, just like an experienced one.

But before I could really get into serious fucking I had to get in my favorite position. I grabbed him by the hair and dragged him up on top of me and then rolled over on top of him. Getting up, I climbed up on his chest on my knees in the 'schoolboy pin' position.. I just love this position, sitting on a kid with my dick in his face. It's kind of a dumb position since it's at a wrong angle to get a decent blowjob, but I'm just crazy about looking down at a pretty white boy with my enormous dong lying there in his face.

Jerking my prick a couple times to make sure it was mostly hard, I reached down and picked up my cell phone from the side of the bed and snapped a picture. You can only see part of the kid's face since my big fat eight inch dick is in the way, but I just love the contrast between their shocked white faces and my big black pecker. As I said, I have a whole collection of pictures like this. White boys with me sitting on them with my big black schlong in their faces.

I gave him a big grin as I stuck my thumb in his mouth, and then followed it up with my dick.

The 'school boy pin' is kind of a dumb position because it's at the wrong angle to get much of a blowjob, but it sure is fun looking down at a pretty-boy with a shocked look on his face as you pull his head up and push half a dozen inches of dick into him. So blondie gagged. They all do, they all gag. But that's okay; I love hearing it.

"Ackkkkk" he choked as he tried to pull back and get away. I let him choke on it for only a second or two before I let him go.

"Suck on it you little shit" I growled at him, letting him know that I wasn't going to put up with a half-assed attempt at sucking. Holding his head, I pushed back in, but only about two inches this time, just short of the gagging stage for a neophyte. "Suck it" I demanded.

He was scared. I could see it as his eyes bugged out and tears dripped down. Choking them with six fat inches at the start always terrifies them, so they appreciate it and are more cooperative when I pull back to something they can handle. He started sucking.

I slapped him. "I said suck it" I growled. I always keep my fuck boys on edge, punishing them and telling them that whatever it is they are doing, it ain't good enough. It tends to make them work their damn tales off trying to satisfy me. He started sucking up a storm.

While he went at it I reached behind me and pulled his legs up and grabbed a handful of ass cheek. This was the first time I'd actually touched his ass and it felt super sweet. Nice, soft, spongy little cheeks just waiting to be split apart by my prick.

Did I mention how wonderful it was to take a virgin? Of course I did. Spreading those cheeks and sliding your dick into a slick little hole, in my case a big fat eight plus inches of dick; sliding in, forcing that hole to open up like it's never been opened before and entering uncharted territory where `no man has gone before'. It is nothing less than heavenly. Knowing my big black schlong is the very first to enter that dark place which can cause so much pain, but also can give so much pleasure.

I make sure these kids understand that it is an honor to get their cherry taken by me, a black god. I mean, what more could a kid ask for than being broken in by a hunky dominant stud with lots of experience, who knows how to swing a dick? A top-man to the extreme, a dominant Master, who can show a kid the joys of submission and take him from heaven to hell, and then into paradise.

And at the same time, I drive out any racism they have and give them a healthy respect for the black race. At least they will have a hell of a lot of respect for this member of the black race when I'm done.

I slid down between his legs and raised them up so he was damn near standing on his head. I coughed up a wad of spit and let it drip into his ass crack. No cream for me, I didn't believe in it. Spit is normal and natural, and makes for a nice slick chute perfect for fucking just as God intended.

I smeared the spit around his little pucker, and then started to ease a finger into him. Okay, so I have big hands and big fingers so blondie really started groaning. I didn't want to wake up the whole countryside, so I checked around until I found a sock.

"Open up pussy" I said to him as I pried his mouth open with my thumb and then stuffed in the sock. No noise now, but there sure was a shocked look on his face. There were also tears dripping down his cheeks; I could see he was terrified.

"It's okay, baby" I said soothingly. "It's okay. I ain't gonna hurt you." I bent down and gave him a kiss on each weeping eye and then planted one on his forehead. "It'll be good, baby. You'll like it."

Spitting again, I went back to easing a finger into him. And yes, I was gentle. Twisting and turning my finger as I slowly pushed it into the tight hole. Spitting a couple more times, I started finger fucking him, sliding that finger in and out.

I knew this wasn't nearly enough for this young virgin to make way for my very fat cock, so I spit some more and started forcing a second finger in. He groaned, probably yelled, but the sock muffled it quite nicely.

Once I got two fingers in there and was finger fucking him, I knew he was almost ready. Obviously I lied when I said it wouldn't hurt, but I was going to keep that hurt to a minimum.

Sticking my thumb and index finger into his tight little hole, I started spreading them apart, stretching the hole even more. I've had way, way more than my fair share of virgins so I know what it takes. He was moaning continuously, but that moaning now was going to make for a lot less pain later.

So now he was ready. That virgin, never been plowed hole was ready for my liberation. And you can bet my dick was hard and ready too. I slid back up the kid's body, back to the schoolboy pin, and jerked the sock out of his mouth. "Slobber on it, baby" i said as I pushed my dick in his mouth. "Get it good and wet."

He knew what was going on so he did just that, getting my dick as saturated as possible.

I pulled my dick back out, stuffed the sock back in, and slid down his body. Raising his legs, I took aim with my pecker and started pushing. He didn't try to scream, even through the gag, but I could see in his face that he was hurting.

But that was okay, that was expected. It was bound to hurt some for a virgin ..., well, maybe it would hurt a lot, but I knew with the preparation I gave him, it was going to get a whole lot better.

"Oh, baby" I gloated. "There ain't nothing like dicking a virgin ass."

That's when I heard a noise and looked around. I'd been concentrating so much on blondie that I hadn't been paying attention to the room, and now I saw we were surrounded by at least a dozen kids. What the fuck.

"What the hell are you doing? Get back to bed" I shouted. You know I'm a tyrant, so I was surprised they even had the nerve to come down here. But the fact was, they were drawn to me, unable to resist seeing me taking this kid, and needing to watch me close up. But now, as I yelled they took off like lighting, getting back into their beds in seconds.

But I really couldn't be bothered with them now. For god's sake, my dick was about to break open this twink's hole.

I pushed and the bulbous head of my dick popped into him. And he screamed; oh yeah, he screamed. Luckily, the sock muffled it some, but I imagine everybody in the room heard it. But there ain't no way around it, I've got a big dick, and getting first crack at a young virgin's hole ain't never going to be easy.

"Shut the fuck up, pussy" I snarled at him but saying it quietly. He knew it was going to hurt, I told him it was going to hurt, but I didn't need all this goddamn noise. I slapped him, and his eyes bugged out in shock. "You getting this from a god, you little piece of shit. A god! And you damn well better appreciate it." He just stared up at me with this shocked look on his face.

This sort of thing really pissed me off. Of course it hurt some, damn it, but he was not only getting it from me, a demigod, but he should appreciate how careful I was being. And he needed to appreciate that he was getting it from a big dicked black stud. The most experienced cherry breaker in the state. He simply had no idea how much worse it would be if it was anybody but me doing the fucking.

"Not another fuckin sound" I snapped as I glared into his face. I pulled my dick completely out of him giving him some reprieve.

"Oh Jesus," I heard him gasp through the sock and then he mumbled something I didn't get. I gave him a few seconds to recover, and then, bending down, glared into his face: "you get ready, you little son-of-a-bitch, and don't you dare make a sound." He gave me this shocked look as I pushed. He grimaced in pain as my dick forced its way back in but he kept it quiet.

I closed my eyes to concentrate on the feelings in my dick, and damn, even as much as I'd loosened him up, he still felt tighter than a drum.

"Oh, baby. That's good" I whispered. "Master loves your ass." I opened my eyes and smiled at him as I pushed in another inch. The shocked look and the tears continued but he was silent. "Yeah, baby. My dick loves your sweet ass." He closed his eyes,

"Keep your eyes open, pussy" I said as I stared down at him. "Watch your Master while he fucks you." He reopened his eyes, looking up at me.

"My dick loves your ass, pussy" I said as I pulled my dick back an inch or so and slowly pushed back in. The feeling was terrific, just the way I like it, super tight, squeezing the hell out of my dick. This is what it's all about, me and the boys. My experience and their availability. My pleasure and their education. My monstrous dick and their sweet virgin holes. This is the way it was meant to be.

Now, I started to fuck. A slow in and out motion to begin with, only gradually going deeper. That look of fear never left blondie's face and the tears never stopped, but he was accepting the inevitable. He could see from my smile that I was having the time of my life, but he was not showing any reaction of his own. I was fairly sure the pain was mostly gone, and his pleasure centers would take over at any time, but right now, I didn't much care. I pushed one more time, finally reaching bottom, my full eight inches stuffed into his sweet little butt. God, it felt wonderful.

Not sure if it was hurting or not, I stopped, giving him a final chance to adjust. The pain was gone from his face but he still looked shocked.

I reached up and pulled the sock from his mouth and kissed him, a half a dozen short smacks. "I love your ass, honey" I said. "My big dick loves your tight little butt." I kissed him some more, and then raised back up.

"Keep your eyes open, honey, while I fuck you" I said, giving him a grin.

Then I started fucking. Slow and deep at first and then speeding up slightly. Then back to slow deep thrusts. I'm not the jackrabbit type, but when I get hot I do believe in slamming it in. Blondie kept looking at me as I reamed him out, going slow and then fast, and then slow again.

I could see that he wasn't hurting now so I knew I had performed perfectly, just like always. Of course, I'm in it for my pleasure and my pleasure alone, and the kid's butt is simply there for me to use, but If he begins to enjoy it, that's okay with me.

"Smile for me, honey" I said to him as I kept a slow pump going. "Smile for your Master." And he did; he smiled. He was enjoying it. Just like most every time I take a virgin, my technique is perfect and they start to like it.

I don't like to hurry my fucks, but I also didn't want to keep everybody up all night, so after only ten minutes of pleasurable fucking, I sped up to finish it off. I said I like to bang it in, and that's what I did, actually shaking the whole bunk bed as I slammed it to him the final few times.

I had a stupendous ejaculation, just like every time when I screw a virgin ass. Blondie came even before I did, moaning and groaning softly.

When I was done and pulled out my dick, I just flopped down next to him, allowing both of us to catch our breath. He rolled over on his side against me, put his hand on my chest and started kissing my shoulder. Chalk it up: another slavish white boy added to my collection.

When he got up on his elbow and started kissing my chest I had to push him away. We had to get some sleep.

Clark was asleep when I arrived back in my room, but he woke up as I climbed in next to him. He immediately slid down under the sheet and took my dick in his mouth. But he didn't suck, waiting for direction. And since he got no direction from me, he went back to sleep with my dick in his mouth. I was sated from fucking Blondie and a couple other kids I'd had earlier in the day, so I fluffed his hair a bit and went to sleep as well.