Ebony High 10
Thierry
The Black Leopards' Kill
"Open your mouth again! here's your starters -- before we serve you the main course!
There was a gang round his face now of butt naked black bucks-- the Guests! A large black tool suddenly jammed into his mouth and exploded down his throat. He recognised the dick belonged to one of his tormentors that morning. It's owner wiped the black cock over Thierry's face. It was followed by another black dick, then another, both cumming in his mouth. Thierry looked up and saw three hung muscular boys, who he recognised as rugby playing colleagues of Adebayo being jacked off by more slender feminine African boys of 16 or 17 who, aiming the tools well, wanked the older boys hard. Almost immediately, the sight of their more delicate black hands on the huge cocks got the older blacks to spray Thierry's face with spurts of cum until, again, he could see no more.
When the guests had de-stressed in Thierry's face and mouth they settled down behind the Southern Africa boys at the ringside. The Southern Africa boys slowly filled the front seats. Most were in their underpants, and there was a pile of clothes thrown into the corner. They were in high spirits and discussing the imminent competition, looking over at Thierry who had been dumped on the mattress in the fucking arena where he lay, naked on his back, covered in cum, his eyes closed and sore from the whipping Phumlani had given him. He turned over to ease the pain on his butt and the boys gathering around for the fuck-fest burst into laughter.The boys whistled, impressed by his striped ass. White boys look so good after a whipping.
"Wooff Boy! Look at that!" "Who did that to you Boy!" "Don't worry Thierry-boy we got lots of big black cocks gonna massage you good!" "God, Phumlani you really went to work on that whiteboy's ass." The words rang in his ears Despite the pain, Thierry's cock grew at the mockery. Taking a bow and grinning broadly Phumlani got on to the fuck platform and stood posed with one foot on the boy's ass like a wild life hunter with his kill. Thierry had yelped as the foot engaged with his butt. That made the boys laugh more. He moved Thierry with his foot, rolling him over and attached a large pink ribbon to his erect cock and whip reddened balls. Twenty black boys cocks transformed into fifteen foot of hard nigger tool when they saw what Phumlani was doing. Thierry's cock leaped to immediate erection when he locked in to the mockery in Phumlani's eyes and looked around at the laughing bare chested blacks. Finished, Phumlani kicked him. Don't just lie there whiteboy, Kwame needs you to help him.
Kwame and Godwin were getting out more drinks and muffins. They laughed when they saw him. "Hey Thierry" said Kwame, his friend. "Your bow matches your ass! Thats real cute. " He smiled at him and gently stroked his balls. He loaded Thierry with drinks and muffins.
"Take these round boy. Give Phumlani his first. Oh and remember to call all the guys Sir. I don't want to see you whipped again. Be quick boy, we gotta start the competition and the guys are thirsty."
Red in the face as well as the ass Thierry did as he was told, and for the next fifteen minutes to the boys' delight became their cum-coated waiter rather than their whipping boy. As he did so Bayo was distributing sparkling white new Calvin Klein briefs and telling the boys to change into them. After a few minutes Thierry found he was serving black boys who were changing their underwear in front of him, their black tools swaying in front of them. Nyathi came to him and strapped the poppers rag under his nose as he was to be fucked very soon. Nyathi poured a strong dose onto the rag and patting his ass told him to continue with the refeshments. Thierry for ten minutes more was serving blacks whose cocks were thrust into his hands and his mouth,who groped him unmercifully, and got their own high as he passed. He was dizzy with lust and desire as the sight of so many young glossy black bodies and tools, and laughing black boys faces and cocks assailed him on all sides.
He sank down on to the fuck platform as everyone was now calling it, his head reeling and desperate for black cock. He looked around at the crowd -- the boys were closing in and all the ring side seats were taken. Someone pushed his legs away with a slap so that he could sit where he thought he would see most.
Almost all the boys were now wearing sparkling new white Calvin Klein briefs, and proudly showing off. Looking superb on their well built black bodies, the briefs hugged their bubblebutts and erect cocks -- thirty excited adolescent blacks waiting for his public gangbanging.
Then he looked across the platform and saw Le Roy and Kingsley get naked and work on their king-size black dicks. They hopped on the platform and he looked up at the king-size nigga dicks; his white cock rose with a jerk. He was oblivious to the hoots and catcalls from the audience.
Le Roy's was thicker, but both getting now to at least nine black inches. Great niggas! thought Thierry but I hope Le Roy doesn't go first! Both were two years older than him and obviously thought they could handle him easily. The Jamaican Le Roy, tall and lithe, dark smooth and arrogant. Kingsley, now he saw him bollock naked and close up, Thierry thought, had an equally long nigga dick and a great butt on him; "I wanna hold on to that when he fucks me, or maybe he's goin to make me lick him out?"
The poppers were making him dizzy and hornier than he had ever been. He started to lick their feet, and they each held them up for the audience to see and for him to lick all over. As he licked the crowd hooted and applauded. He looked up at the huge black fuck machines reaching out from their loins pulsing unaided , their low hanging ball sacs and the strong shining black thighs -- the engines that were going to crush him into the ground. He looked at their smooth strong black bodies and their faces. Le Roy smiled at him, adjusting his expensive braids into a white head tie. Thierry ventured a smile back
"Open your mouth Boy!" The Jamaican gobbed full into the open mouth, and Thierry gulped it down.
"You gonna be hammered you fuckin white gayboy cunt!"
"Yes master"
Jimmy Cliffe's "You Can Get It if You Really Want" came through a sound system few of the boys
knew was there. There was applause for that and black dicks all over began to be stroked to the strong rhythm.
Thierry rose to suck the nigga dicks, and Le Roy lubricated his whole tool by pulling his blonde hair until the mouth was jammed against his black balls
The start bell rang before he sucked Kingsley but Thierry wanted that nigga too, his first Black American niggacock, and gobbled the huge fat dick into his mouth.
Then he felt himself lifted up effortlessly by Le Roy and spread ,ass up, on the floor.
"Raise that fuckin white ass, gay boy!" With a mighty thrust the Jamaican tool buried itself into the prone whiteboy, as Kingsley shoved most of his black inches into the white boy's mouth.
"One from Obama, boy!" he said as he began pumping the huge tool in and out.
Le Roy was a good athlete, and had been to public school in England where he claimed to have had a different white boy's ass every night. "They were queuing up for it. English boys are sluts for big nigga dicks". He was proving that French boys are no different.
Thierry couldn't remember too much of any of the fucking after that, the constant inhaling of poppers made him woozy, but kept his hole open to the succesive massive onslaughts that had the crowd going wild.
Adebayo crouched in the front row leaning forward under the Jamaican cock rutting into Thierry's ass. He was impressed by the nigga's length, diameter and his technique as the thick black tool almost left the white boy's hole and then slammed back right up to the swinging nigga balls. He had been confident that Yorubas had way the best nigga cocks, well certainly in Nigeria. But looking at the way this nigga had opened Thierry up, he wasn't sure now. A drop of sweat from the nigga's balls dropped on his cheek. Thierry was moaning like a banshee, his mouth full of Afro-American cock. Some of the blacks around the fuck-ring were up and moving to the deep reggae beat, their black tools swinging. They moved into Thierry's line of vision perhaps to remind him of the strength of African cocks. Bayo moved two Fanta cans that were maybe preventing a clear view for the camera of Thierry's hole.
The main purpose of this fucking was the video not the competition . He didn't care which niggas won. Kamal's instructions ran through his mind "I can get the overall scene and easily zoom in to action on Thierry's face but above all I want good close-ups of action on his butt-hole from camera 2. "If you place him right I should be able to zoom in close on his ass" he had told Bayo. Bayo checked the camera line and thought it was fine. He had told two smaller black boys, Nok and Kok, to sit cross legged on the floor, not on their chairs."You'll get a better view of the white boy's cunt from there boys- you can rest your heads on the platform, no problem and do me a favour will you?" They nodded anxious to please Bayo, who was always friendly to them. "I want the white balls and cock pulled backwards like this" he reached out and pulled Thierry's balls back and then was able to pull the hard white cock back into view. Thierry's moans of lust at his deep fucking were interrupted by a sharp cry of surprise but his fucking continued without missing its stride, so no problem. "Can you do that for me? Whenever you can't see the white balls. If you both do it, it's easier. One of you pull the balls and the other the cock ok? But whatever you do don't get in the way of the guy fucking him -- this one or the others. You got small hands and you can crawl up nearer to do it, so you shouldn't find it difficult. You gonna have to pull quite hard. Don't worry about that he's used to it. Just then Le Roy gave some final hip movements into the hole, pushing hard into the sides of the white ass to Thierry's distress. He cried out, which produced a huge laugh from the audience.He pulled out, high-fived with Kingsley and walked round to the boy's mouth. Kingsley slid his smooth black cock, wet from the boy's mouth into the pulsing hole and fucked the white gay-boy hard and fast.
Bayo thought again of Kamal's instructions "tell your guys not to move the white ass too much, its the niggas who should change ends -- the white bitch stays in position: keep his legs well apart for the camera to get in.
Oh shit I forgot that. He went and told two very dark Zimabwean boys on each side of Thierry to get hold of the white boys legs and pull them towards them. His legs need to be well stretched apart whenever he is flat on the platform so everyone can get a good view, but hold the legs where his fuckers want them" They squatted like the other two boys and both yanked the boys legs far apart to a yelp from Thierry. Kingsley looked down and grinned. "Thanks guys! I can go deep now." He did, and Thierry's moans turned to gasps.
Adebayo gave a thumbs up to his young helpers who smiled shyly back. That should do it, he thought.
Thierry had heard all the instructions to the boys, but as his mouth was full he couldn't protest.The audience, most with their dicks out, stroking as they watched the fucking, laughingly repeated Bayo's words, jeering and abasing him.
The durability of Alan's style and his strength in attack was causing Thierry to move and, moaning loudly, his cock popped back under his stomach . He felt two small hands reach up and yank it backwards again. Kingsley looked down and saw the black boys hands under his nigga tool.
"Pull on those white balls, boys!" And they did.
Le Roy reinvigorated the America's attack when, getting near to the end of their time, they switched ends again. Thierry was now on his back, his long blonde legs stretched apart by the two enthusiastic Zimbabweans. Sheer Jamaican power, tactical wisdom, and hunger for success led to what was to be the one spontaneous discharge by Thierry of the tournament. To the Pod's delight it shot out of his cock coating his nipples and stomach as Le Roy pounded into him. LeRoy's play on the boy, his cleverness in using his black cock with West Indian rhythm and style, combined with periods of ruthless passionate attacking fucking, led to a well timed finale.
The two muscular black studs slapped Thierry on the face and ass, got up and presented their cocks without a word to his mouth for cleaning to shouts of Bravo! from the boys. They hugged each other, and as Thierry looked up, their dicks jostled together, and they put their hands over each others sweating black bubblebutts. They left the ring to well earned cheers and applause.
As it was sort of quarter time and many boys were desperate to cum. Some had shot off as they watched, some jacked off by a buddy. Two totally naked Tswana boys from form 4 came up to Thierry, holding hands, and quickly shot their loads in his face as they kissed eachother on the lips. There were a few ironic cheers, as they went back to their seats their hands on each other's black butts.
"Pitch invasion "shouted one boy. Not deterred, two guests from the Silva Niggas, Zulus of about 18, came up, told Thierry to open up his mouth and spurted their loads into him.
"OK guys this isn't orthodox so keep back now," said Bayo as he stood by Thierry to deter more.
Bayo's mobile vibrated in his shorts pocket. It was Kamal. "Great Bayo. Lovely addition those small guys holding Thierry down. They're pretty boys -- look great on camera. Looks lovely when we caught their faces under that huge dick pounding above them. Sweet.The guys here loved it. There's not a dry nigga cock in the house!"
And I love those niggas just usin him as a cum dump between fucks. Don't let it get out of hand but let a few through each time you break!
Bayo resumed his MC role. God, thought Thierry, he's goin to get a mike next!
"Well done guys! I'm sure he knew he was being screwed through that!" the boys applauded again. "You ball boys and leg boys ok?" The four boys nodded, proud to be acknowledged. "Well keep the bitch-boy pinned down, and that little white cock where we can all see it. It disappears real easy." Laughter "we need a level playing field for all the guys! And guys, take care usin him in the breaks." He wiped Thierry's face with a wet rag. Thierry thought the rag smelled bad.
"And now, Ghana! Bring on the Black Stars!!!" The music switched to High Life.
The two small very dark boyish Ghanaians stepped up to the platform.They were popular boys and got a round of applause. They danced into Thierry' ass. First one then the other fucked him to the West African beat. Then Kwame took him by the arms raised him up and kissed him full on the lips, waggling both his own hips and the white ass. Godwin danced to the ass and catching it fucked it on the move to cheers from the audience. Then, still dancing, Godwin bent the white boy over and holding him by the waist danced him and fucked him around the perimeter of the fuck platform. Kwame danced ahead of them inviting the black boys to come and play with the white cock. Black boys dancing around him, his cock passing from hand to hand, Godwin dancing his cock in his hole Thierry was literally swept along by the music They did a second circuit with Godwin still fucking his ass and Kwame's cock deep in Thierry's mouth. This was a cock Thierry knew and loved and he sucked and danced as an African boy, with the two blacks holding him by the waist and kissing eachother on on the mouth. And the kissing was real and deeply sensual-- they clearly were fucking eachother through Thierry's body. This was gay sex between two slender black teenagers with a white boy thrown in.
There was applause, but more ironic cheers. The boys knew exactly what was happening, many had sex with each other, but were challenged seeing it played out here.
They ended more conventionally with Kwame's eight inch dick shooting up his ass and Godwin's in his mouth. They ended with the bell, right on time..
They laid Thierry out where the found him, bowed and left the stage with their arms round each other.
There was applause, but not so much.
No-one came up to shoot off in Thierry's mouth. They were confused. On the other hand the black boy next to them looked ever so cute in his Calvins......
Adebayo's phone had buzzed, It was Kamal - he wanted to move to a good final -- time for Plan B. That meant the six of them on him together, get that white boy swimming in poppers and skewered on that huge Rwandan cock, then poppers for the all the boys, the martinet, paddle the nipple clamps oh yes and those Sengalese niggas doing their double on his French ass. Move it Bayo its what I'm paying you for boy. Get that lil Nigerian thug of yours to break the rules its second nature to him!
Bayo got up and and introduced the next team -- Central Africa! Jean Pierre from Congo and Christophe from Rwanda! He looked down and saw the tall Senegalese were already bollock naked either side of Christophe and Jean Pierre, all stroking their dicks. Christophe had a second form boy sucking his massive 12 inch dick to get it fully ready. God they were making it easy! Like every boy in the room Bayo was captivated by that tool. The junior could only get the head in his mouth, but was licking the long shaft, kneeling between the Tutsi's long black thighs.
"OK guys get stuck into him!"
Jean-Pierre was a dark wiry boy of 18 with a good meaty cock of 8 inches. He and it got a great round of applause when he jumped on the platform his cock waving and bobbing and made a show of kicking Thierry in the butt. His foot didn't land but the message was clear.
Christophe was a tall Tutsi 17yr old from Rwanda. He was as new as Thierry to the school.but like Jean-Pierre two years older. Until now hardly anyone had seen him naked though they knew of a great black dick lurking and bulging under his school shorts. He wore a jock for PE, and the Principal himself had got his shorts specially tailored. Shorter than normal the front was tailored more generously to accommodate what the boys called his WMD. On his long black legs the bulging khakis had all heads turn when he joined the school.
Now, when he leapt on stage there were gasps. The boy had not less than twelve inches of thick black meat. The cock got a standing ovation. Boys shouted out for him to ram the white ass, stick it up him, and fuck the shit out of him.
They walked round the prone white boy like wild cats, they made jabs at him with their feet, they slapped his ass. They whacked him with the paddle. They swore softly to him in French. On instruction Thierry knelt in front of the footlong swinging black tool, still wet and slimey from the young Swazi boys sucking
"Suce-moi, salop!" (suck me bitch) said the Rwandese Tutsi dick-slapping the French boy
"Oui maitre!" (Yes master!)
He didn't have much choice. Jean Claude had the paddle and whacked the white ass hard. Thierry yelped. The boys cheered -- this was going to be good!
The Congolese pushed the blonde head on to the enormous black cock.. He paddled him again and pushed him roughly further down the cock.
Bayo, his tool now out and swinging, walked past the Senegalese whose 9 inch cocks, about the same size as his own were dripping pre-cum as they watched. Femi now sat beside them, the small highly sexed Yoruba was wanking his 6 inch dick and fascinated not so much by the freak nigga dick as he called it as the punished white ass.
" Femi, No rules now. When I give the signal get your tight black butt in there, its freestyle now." he turned to the two Senegalese basket ball players "When Femi gets up there, join them. Don't worry you get him to take you double -- Femi you help these guys it shouldn't be so difficult after that Tutsi tool has stretched him. Oh and guys, use this! He handed Didier the martinet.
"Merci,m'sieur! He kissed Bayo on the cheek. "J'adore de fesser un cul blanc comme ca"
"And collar him - he's your slave now! He passed Didier the leather collar and leash
Femi, always the street urchin though a diplomat's adored son was leaning over and sucking the long Senegalese cocks his own small cock rigid in his white breifs
"Good lad, get those nigga dicks ready" said Bayo, pulling the boy's tight Calvins off and feeling round his tight round black boy butt. Don't forget to get up there on my signal. It'll be the ring tone on my phone -- if you don't I'll slap your butt to get you moving.
Femi, licking Didiers wrinkled black ball sac and holding the long cock, looked up at his muscular handsome fellow Nigerian
" and I thought you just liked white boys!", he grinned wickedly and waggled his butt.
Suddenly there was an almighty roar from the crowd. Christophe's monster cock was being pushed into a protesting Thierry's ass. Standing with his legs kicked open he had been bent over almost double so that his ass pushed out towards Christophe's huge tool; his head was locked between Jean Pierre's legs. Jean-Pierre was now almost sitting on the blonde head facing Christophe who was inch by inch pushing more of the dick up the white boy, slapping his ass to get cooperation.
Jean-Pierre closed his strong black thighs on the blond head and put his hands under the boy's chest to feel his tits. Thierry's head was pushed down by the round Congolese butt so that he was staring at the crowd. The boys he had in vision had their black dicks out from their startling white Calvins and stroked them as they mocked the white boy's agony. One came up and spat in his face, another two got in close with their black dicks and jacked off into his face. Then a naked Nyathi, pushed them away.
"So sorry, Thierry! And just when you are trying your best with that oversized black cock." Thierry looked in despair at his smiling handsome Zulu face through the cum rolling down into his eyes and down his cheeks. Nyathi wiped the cum off his face with a pair of well stained young black boy's briefs he had picked up. He spoke first to the chunky Congolese who had Thierry's head in a vice-lke grip between his thighs and whose dripping nigga dick was sticking out over the white boy's back. Mind if I clean your cock, bro, I need it for Thierry's snack. He grinned at the Congolese and showed him and Christophe the cum stained briefs. Nyathi wiped the pre cum on to the briefs, and then holding the black Congolese butt cheeks apart, wiped the black boys ass with them. He looked and saw the brown stain from the sweaty black ass. He had made sure the fresh cum was collected over the cum stains on the briefs now, folding the material nicely he added the congolese shit and precum to the mix and pushed the lot into Thierr'y's mouth.
"Hey, those are my pants" said a squeaky voice. The boys all laughed.
"Suck them well, boy!" He pushed the cum soaked stinking briefs into Thierry's mouth watched by an appreciative group of blacks. They laughed and clapped as Thierry was forced to suck the nigga juices out of the boy's underpants, playfully teasing the indignant young black owner at the skid marks they could see. Meanwhile at his other end there were operational problems The cock was just too big and Thierry would have howled but for the cum-soaked briefs. As it was he gurgled. "Oh sounds like you washing them well!" To laughter he took out the briefs allowing Thierry's protests to be made known and, pouring poppers on to them, he taped them firmly under the boy's nose. He stood back holding his own bloated black cock and then poured more poppers on for luck. He passed the bottle to the watching young blacks.
It was the super-charger that Thierry needed. Jean, getting a high from the poppers now locked between his legs, squeezed the tits hard. Christophe now more than half way in to the whiteboy hole suddenly felt it relax
"Oh yeah, fuck me nigger!! yelled Thierry. So he did. He was helped by Femi, the cheeky young Nigerian had crawled under the trapped white boy and was jacking the white dick.
With the Rwandan cock up his ass, the Congolese boy trapping his head and squeezing his nipples, the Nigerian kid jacking off his cock, the poppers every time he breathed in, and God knew what in those blackboy's briefs, it's fair to say Thierry was experiencing overload. He knew he was nothing but a fuck toy and cum dump for the black schoolboys when the two Senegalese cocks began to mouth fuck him alternately. I got five of them on me, five of them on me......
"Fuck me, please fuck my white ass, sir, fuck me with your monster nigga dick Sir...." he got more and more woozy as Christophe's Rwandan tool began power fucking him, hard and viciously, spreading his asscheeks to pound into his hole to the black balls. There was a cry from the Rwandan as he shot load after load of hot Tutsi cum into the white boy's depths. He felt his head released from its Congolese headlock and a moment later the Congo cock was fucking like a pile driver into the gaping hole. A collar was buckled on to his neck and a leash. He heard someone tell a small smiling black boy to hold the end. ....the platform was filling with more and more naked blacks high on poppers now.....
He was turned over and dumped on the floor.. the Congo cock unloaded over his face...as another black cock took his ass.... they were queuing up for him now. He was turned over and many hands guided a long cock into his ass. He was held by many hands as they fucked him up and down on the long hard cock. A tall black body was under him pushing him up and down. Someone poured fresh poppers on to the boy's briefs taped under his nose. His legs were pulled apart, and he screamed as a second cock pushed in alongside the first. From the insults and obscenities whispered in his ears in French he realised it was the two Senegalese. They fucked him slowly for ten minutes, like they were roasting him slowly over hot coals, gloating over their dominance of him, their two black cocks united in his white hole.He looked at the crowd of twenty laughing, high, sex-driven black boys around him, as black cock after black cock unloaded on him.
He didn't remember the rest until they pulled him by the leash across the room bent him over, and watched him whipped again with the martinet this time by the Senegalese. The boys went wild. They grabbed eachothers nigga tools and black butts and danced. All around him dancing singing happy sweaty black boys, proud of their bodies and their swinging black tools, hugging eachother and kissing, as two tall black Senegalese whipped their French boy.....
He more or less lost consciousness. For the next thing he knew was being carried naked over their heads by the black boys down the corridor. He was dumped in the communal shower of the changing rooms and pissed over. They left him there as they showered, soaping each other down and laughing and chattering.
The water was turned off and suddenly he realised that they had all gone.......
He went into one of the individual showers and washed himself down. He picked up a discarded towel -- there didn't seem to be any clean ones. His ass was on fire and his mouth was sore. His butt cheeks when he looked in the mirror were like a tomato. His tits, his balls his cock all hurt.
Then he saw a pile of clothes. New Levi jeans, Nike trainers and and a thick soft cotton t shirt. Soft white cotton briefs by Bjorn Borg - and anotherT Shirt - he opened it up Member of The Black Leopards was all it said
And a note: "A small present from your Black Leopards, T-Boy. You passed . You belong to us ! Love you -Your Niggas"
Thierry sat down, and burst into tears . Even after the whipping he could hug them all. And the next day dressed proudly in the clothes they had given him -- he did.
Bayo phoned Kamal. "That was great Bayo, well done! I didn't see you fuck him though?!"
"I was too busy man, its not easy directing!"
"Tell me about it, I couldn't even get those two white boys up here but at least Paolo sucked me off"
"Sorry you didn't get to video the water sports in the shower!"
"Oh but I did bro. There are cameras in the showers and changing rooms permanently -- you don't think Musonda's going to miss that chance of seeing all his boys? I even got you carrying him down the corridor -- a very nice touch."
"Thanks for getting the present for Thierry man"
"Don't mention. Its from my company. There's one problem I still want you to help me with."
"What's that? "
"What I need now after seeing all that black boy cock, is one up my black ass. Come over to dinner tomorrow night?"
"Sure baby. You got yourself a nigga!"
The End -
but Ebony House House goes on.
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