Black Brazilian Soccer Stud

By Jorge Grossao

Published on Sep 1, 2005

Gay

SOCCER BOY 2 by Jorge Alvarez

The next day I wake up and Grossao is not there, he's already working at the soccer school. My new boypussy feels empty but at least I have several loads of his male seed that he shot deep inside me as he fucked me through the night.

Coach taught me to take his dick on all fours, humping back to meet his mighty thrusts as he slapped my plump white buttocks until they turned purple. He made me lie on my back and throw my open legs over the head, offering him the open rosebud, so he could plunge even deeper in my bowels.

He fucked me standing in the shower, crushing me against the white tiles; lying on the floor, smashing my slender body into the ground; bending over the dresser, my face smack against the mirror, watching as he pumped his giant black cock through my spread buns.

In the early morning I thought I could take no more, but he lied on top of me, squashing me under his enormous weight, kicked my legs open and shoved his boyfucker back in. And after we both came he just went to sleep, his cock still hard, deeply embedded in my young body.

Every time the supersized head bursts through my battered ring and makes its way up my brand new love tunnel, I shudder in ecstasy.

Nothing, not even the big black dildo I found hidden in my dad's library, behind the book of Grossao's stories, nor seeing my own daddy taking Grossao up his ass, could have prepared me for this. I feel thoroughly fucked and I love it. It's been just one night but I'm already crazy for his giant dick.

I squeeze my ass, so not one drop of his semen will escape from my well-frigged boypussy. I put my soccer uniform on and go meet the other boys for a morning game. On my way I bump into Grossao's big brother, Jonas.

"Not so fast handsome. Where do you thing you're going?"

"Sir, let me go, please. Grossao told me to start practicing early with the other boys, sir..."

"He did, cutie? Well, first you have to go through a personal practice with me, one that will be much more useful for you here at BBSS. Now go into that broom closet and take your clothes off.

It's dark in there, and musty. I'm shaking with fear. What does he want from me?

"Not one word to Grossao about this, kid. He wants you to be his exclusive, instead of putting your ass to work like the other boys. I don't think that's right. And you don't want to miss playing with Supergrossao here..."

My eyes get used to the darkness and my jaw drops when I see him naked, his impossibly humongous black cobra standing at full mast, staring me with its single eye. My legs shake and I fall to my knees. I feel an urge to worship the African godhead. It looks so much bigger than his brother's...

Jonas grabs my head by the ears and tries to shove the mammoth head in my mouth. It's as big as a bowling ball, and even harder. I try desperately, but I just can't open my maw wide enough for him. He doesn't care. He just jams the blunt tip through my lips and forcefeeds me the wide glans, making me gag and choke, tears welling from my eyes.

Slamming his hips on my face, Jonas manages to cram the whole I-don't-know-many absurdly thick inches down my gullet. I feel stuffed like a goose. I'm crying and choking, my whole body shaking, and I love it. I never felt so full and grateful. Now I want him to feed me his cream. Quickly, 'cause I can't breath anymore.

Grossao's brother pulls my head back by the ears, then dunks his gargantuan cock back in. I grab his enormous hairy balls and squeeze. I want to milk them of all the cum that is boiling inside. I'm praying that by making him come in my mouth, my ass will be spared. I'm sure he'll kill me if he shoves that massive thing up my tender butt.

It doesn't take long for Jonas to start shooting deep in my belly - that's how far down his Supergrossao goes. I had an endoscopy when I was younger but it didn't feel so good, the tube being not nearly as long and thick as his big daddy of a dick.

His scalding hot juice wells up inside my stomach. Then he pulls it out, still shooting, and fills my mouth. I try to gulp as much as I can, but it's just too much. He showers me with cum, drenching my hair, covering my whole naked body. I feel like I'm being baptized again, in the cult of his giant god of a cock.

"That's my boy... Enjoyed your breakfast, pretty pussy puppy? Now comes the best part... There's nothing like starting your day by taking Supergrossao up your young white ass..."

"No! Please! You're gona kill me with that thing... And Grossao will notice, it'll make my new pussy looser than a mare's cunt...."

He just laughs. He must have heard that a thousand times. It just seems to make him hornier. I see his large eyes and his long white teeth shining in the dark. He's the stallion and I'm the mare, no doubt about that. And he's about to turn me into his new bitch.

He grabs me by the buttocks, plunging his huge fingers in my smooth flesh, and raises me to his lap, placing my butt right on top of his cumcoated rapier. It feels like I'm sitting on a large stool, so wide the head is, but a hot, living, hard-manmeat seat, one that's ready to rip my backside open and tear its way through my aching young body.

I ache for him, that's the truth. I long for this African god to make his temple inside my tush. I want him to succeed, though it seems imposible, and turn me into his pussyboy. I want to enjoy this godly cock and survive to worship him every morning.

The big stud sticks his fat tongue in my mouth and holds me by the nipples, torturing me. I go all limp inside, feeling the power of his desire for me. His horniness conquers my resistance and my well-fucked sphincter starts to stretch to accommodate the giant head.

The pain is terrible. I want to scream but I have one foot of tongue stuck down my gullet. I pass out for a moment and when I'm back I feel the head's already in. He's done it! I can't belive how big his cock is. So hot and hard and horny for me. I sway my hips and another inch goes through the gates. I know he's killing me but I want to take his dick even if it's the last thing I do on earth.

"Easy, boy, easy... You can take it... You're gonna make it, boy... Just breath and relax, let me do it... Let your body go, don't resist... I'm gonna take you to heaven and back..."

What looked impossible is actually happening. Little by little the monster cock is gaining ground. I'm overstuffed and happy. I want more. I need it. I want it all. Give it to me, big daddy. Sock it in. Fuck me.

As I go down he bends forward, keeping my mouth full with his hot tongue. He's penetrating me through both ends, with his tongue and cock. I'm just a bottomless tube to take him all in and fill myself with his manliness.

I reach bottom and wrap my slender legs around his powerful waist. His wiry pubes feel like a cushion where I rest my tush. The head of his dick is lodged now inside my chest, beating like a second heart. I can sniff the intoxicating smell of the black male flowing with his precum from deep inside my gullet. He's thoroughly mine.

Jonas just sways his hips back and foward and that's enough to make me see the stars. I start to ride his giant bronco of a cock, letting it slide out of my gaping tunnel and slam back in, faster and faster.

Incredibly, I'm able to squeeze my ass, even though it's jammed beyond limit, making it tighter for my fierce fucker. Supergrossao fucks me relentlessly, with punishing jabs deep into my body, blasting through my innards and creating new spaces for him to plow and plant his seed.

Shaking with lust, I must have cum without even noticing, for his chest is drenched with my sweet- smelling boyjuice. Cum pours out of my young dick like a ribbon of white cream. His unending kiss, as he eats my mouth, turns more insistent. I feel he's almost there.

I hump forward to meet his thrusts, tighten the grip of my legs around his waist, squeeze harder my strained ass muscles to pump his meat tighter. Then the big black volcano erupts in burning jets of hot lava, blasting up through my gullet, feeling my mouth with thick male seed.

His divine spunk drenches all my cells, working its magic like pixie cum, tingling and thrilling my firing neurons, as I come again with him, again and again, riding the waves of an endless climax. Supergrossao hugs me tight in his huge arms, like a baby, as he fills me with his life-giving male essence.

"Good boy... good boy... That was awesome. You're better than your dad was at your age... Yeah... That was a good beginning. Tomorrow morning I'll start teaching you a few new tricks. I'll get you ready to start making money for us with your pretty bum, whether my brother wants it or not. Now let's clean up and run to our soccer practice. Life is not just sex, you know..."

grossao13@hotmail.com

Next: Chapter 36: Soccer Boy 3


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