If you are under eighteen please do not read this or if this sort of material is banned where you live, if you do it is not my fault (although I think the nifty archives is a great place for horny teens, but there you go.)
Here goes...
Hi. My name is David. I was in the first year of my GCSE's, 14 years old, 5'10". A pretty average sort of guy. I was walking home from school one evening like I normally do when a car pulled up in front of me. As I drew up to the car the man inside wound down the window and asked for directions to a house a few blocks away. He was black and muscley. I gave him the directions to the house he wanted and he then asked where I lived, I told him and he offered to give me a lift as it was quite near where he was going, I accepted and got in the car.
On the way we talked and I found out his name was Michael, he asked mine and I told him. When we got to my house he asked if he could come in and use my telephone, I said sure, why not and let him in. While he used the telephone I went to get a drink for myself and him. I came back just as he was putting the phone down.
"Where are your parents?" he asked. I told him they don't normally get back until about eight o clock in the evening so I had four hours to do my homework and whatever else I wanted. He then asked if he could stay for a while because he had just phoned his friend and he wouldn't be ready for him to go round for another hour and a half yet. I said he could but I needed to get on with my homework and that he could use the TV and eat some food out of the fridge. He thanked me and lay down on the sofa to watch the TV.
I went to do my homework upstairs and came down fifteen minutes later to check he was ok, when I came down I saw he had his eyes closed, I was about to walk quietly back upstairs when I noticed a bulge in his trousers. I moved closer wondering why I was so captivated by this bulge, I had never been inclined towards boys before and I couldn't think why it was having this effect on me. When I was about half a metre away the bulge seemed to get bigger and I could see the outline of his dick through his trousers. I couldn't resist, I reached out and touched it. The moment I did so he jerked awake and sat up, I backed away whispering my apologies.
He reached over and grabbed me and said, "You think your man enough for my cock?" I was too shocked to reply. He then lifted me into the air and said, "You want my cock, you have to earn it."
I didn't know what he meant by that but I was beginning to get scared by the way he was holding me and what he was saying. I said, "I'm sorry!" again but his reply was, "It's too late now, you have to pay for what you've done." He then carried me up to the bathroom, came inside with me and locked the door, he then ordered me to remove my clothes. I hesitated and he said, "Do it bitch, or I'll have to do it for you." I began to remove my clothes and he commanded me to go faster. When I was totally naked he told me he needed to take a dump. I indicated the toilet and he said "Oh no, this is how you earn my cock." I wondered what he was talking about, he then told me to get in the bath and lie down, which I did. He then pulled down the back of his trousers and told me to close my eyes. I obeyed and wondered what was going to happen. Then next thing I felt was a warm, moist substance falling onto my chest. I opened my eyes and to my disbelief saw him squatting over me taking his dump onto my chest!!!
He looked down and saw me looking and roared at me, "I thought I told you to close your eyes." I tried to say that I wanted him to stop but he said, "You don't like this? Just wait until you see what comes next. Now CLOSE YOUR EYES!!!" I did as I was told. Strangely this seemed to be turning me on; my dick was swelling in size and feeling hotter. Now Michael told me to open my eyes and look at the mess he had made on my chest. He then turned over and lay on top of me wiggling around to squidge all the crap into my chest. His dick was rock hard and rubbing against mine which was turning me on even more.
He then stood up and told me to lick his chest, I stared at him in disbelief, there was no way I was going to lick his crap off him. He saw me hesitate and pulled up my legs and thrust his crap coated middle finger up my arse, I screamed. He said "Lick it off or there will be more going up there." He pulled out his finger and I sat up and opened my mouth. I stuck out my tongue and started licking his own mess off him. Although I felt sick I also felt a strange sense of happiness as if this is what I was born to do, lick shit off black mens bodies.
He then told me to stop and told me I had earned the right to lick out his arse. He turned round and thrust his arse in my face, to my bewilderment I found myself licking it. I was licking with such enthusiasm like I couldn't get enough. Eventually his arse was clean and he said, "Ok bitch, you licked me out, now its time for your reward." He turned me round, made me get into a crawling position and told me to hold my arse cheeks open. I felt a pressure at my arsehole and then pain. I screamed again and he growled, "You started this bitch, take it like a man." I gritted my teeth as he started pounding the inside of my arsehole with his big black cock.
Suddenly he withdrew and held his cock to my mouth, there was my shit all over it and a blob of cum was leaking out of the top. He said, "Suck it whore." I opened my mouth to protest but he thrust it in. I gave up and began to suck realising I was swallowing my own shit. "Urrgh, he groaned and then his dick seemed to explode in my mouth, it ejected huge amounts of cum into my mouth, I counted seven squirts and then it stopped.
He got up, I realised that I had also cum while this was going on. He looked at me and smiled, "Maybe next time you will think before touching a mans dick." I was too tired to answer and just nodded. He got up and stood over me, he turned on the shower and washed us both off and then we both got dressed and went downstairs. "I have to go." He said, "I will wait in the same place as we met today tomorrow. See you there." He slammed the door behind him. I thought to myself, there is no way I am meeting him there, but then something inside me seemed to say, "Don't be so sure about that"...
Thank you and I hope you enjoyed the story. (We don't have to do the sort of things that were done in the story that is just the sort of thing I like to write about.)