After the Party: Lukas to Lagos
The events described here unfold following those in Episode 12 of White Sunset (Birthday Boy Part 3)
This story relates the further adventures of Lukas, our erstwhile Birthday Boy, now that he has been restored to his proper owner. Aziz has handed full control of PodBoy Lukas back to his fellow African Resurgence Director, Adedeji, following the most entertaining birthday party for Jomo, his son. Jomo and his friends, having had such fun with the blonde whiteboy, really didn't want to say goodbye to him, but in the event he was loaded back on to the Resurgence van, his abused white ass filled with early morning cum from Jomo and his two best buddies, Mawalaude and Mensah. That was Sunday. The African boys jerked each-other off in the afternoon thinking about what they had done to the helpless Lukas, but then like active boys, they soon forgot him. There would always be promising new whiteboys to dominate and fuck. When their over-active black cocks got hard on Monday they transferred their attentions to training Bobby, a new white PodBoy at their school. Bobby was straight out of London and was only just learning how to cope with his new young black masters. Sweet!
Lukas is flown to Lagos just three days later. He's loaded naked as part of his new Nigerian master's luggage, on his master Adedeji's private LearJet. He had lost his travel clothes, a brief white vest and white short shorts, in the van on first contact with the baggage handlers, who had taken turns to fuck him all the way to the airport.
He didn't expect anything less. He had been serviced constantly in the three days before leaving and brought to a peak of physical and sexual performance. Lukas's visa was given preliminary vetting only after a visit to the Nigerian ambassador's house where he was soundly fucked both by the ambassador and his 16 year old son. Both were well hung. Fortunately he had already commenced three enlargement sessions, each morning, with four exceptionally well hung enthusiastic Zulu trainers, who prepared him for the generally larger dicks of his future Nigerian clientele. The Zulus were older guys, in their late twenties and more than a little sadistic.
"No pain, no gain!" said Adedeji as he handed the white over to them " Do what you like with him, but no serious marks or damage, or I will have your nigga asses!"
The sessions were videoed and relayed through the stables for all to watch. A highlight was seeing Lukas double penetrated after a cock and ball torture session when ten kilos in weights were swung from his white balls. The video itself was on sale in local sexshops before Lukas hit the airport and was up on the company website for downloading.
The LearJet was equipped with two cages at rear for product export/import. Three other "2 Star"whiteboys were being shipped - utilising an over-supply of suitable white boys in Southern Africa universities, and easing severe supply shortages in Nigeria. Most student unions in colleges and universities had now signed up to the Southern Africa -- Nigerian Opportunities Programme (NigOppro) run by the company. The student unions and colleges were paid a large negotiated "transfer fee" for each recruited white male student under the age of 25.
There is no room in the cages other than for the three tall blond boys to stand naked . The boys cuddle each other for support through the journey watched by the amused handlers. Two hours out of Lagos all three boys are fed with massive doses of Sudanese Blister-Beetle sexual stimulants "to facilitate passage through the airport facilities". Their young black handlers, forbidden to fuck them on board, now begin to tease them by stroking their turgid white cocks and fingering their black-cock-hungry white holes.
The journey sees Lukas naked, sucking his master's huge black tool quite openly in front of the all-Nigerian crew. Pilot, co-pilot, steward, product handlers all come down the cabin to watch in turn. Lukas can be used, if his master permits, on a company rutting horse, three foot high and leather covered, fixed centre floor. The pilots come back individually to chat to his master and are both invited to use him. They do so with gusto, remaining in their uniform shirts, with their large black cocks, ready for such a 4 star treat, sticking proudly out from their tailored grey uniform pants.
Before fucking him and, at Adedeji's request in front of the full cabin crew, the Captain had happily given Lukas four strokes of the cane on his naked white ass, pushed up for treatment on the rutting horse. For most of the journey, however, Lukas is treated like a pet. The steward brings a few blankets for him to sleep on, curled up naked at his master's feet as master works, his tattooed and striped white ass shining in the sunlight pouring through the Lear-jet windows. This privileged treatment is most unusual. Adedeji sees the handlers don't really approve. They ask Chief Adedeji, hopefully, if he wants the slaveboy caned again or shackled at the side of the plane. Adedeji tells them not to bother and dozes off. The steward and the two minders, inflamed by the caning, take the opportunity to fuck the three products in the rear of the plane through their wire cages. Their dicks have been bulging in their uniforms since take off, especially since they watched the Captain and then the Co-Pilot, cane and fuck the splayed out Lukas on the rutting horse. As ordered, the caged white boys press their white butts against the strong wire grills and the long fat Nigerian cocks are easily able to fuck them to the balls. Each black is able to sample all three and finally have their long Nigerian cocks sucked off. The minders think it best not to fill the white butts with cum in transit as that could bring disciplinary action.
By the time of descent through the West African clouds every black on the plane had fucked a whiteboy ass, ( the young horny junior staff had fucked three each!). More than that, every whiteboy had been fucked by at least three large Nigerian on-board cocks, but it was only Lukas whose butthole was filled with African cum. Adedeji got one of the handlers to feed him his pre-airport stimulants and to butt plug him with an eight inch black plug. Before that he was entertained by telling the young and exceedingly handsome steward to fuck him on the floor right in front of him, adding another load of Nigerian cum up the white hole, before the handler inserted the plug.
For arrival at the main cargo terminal all the boys are collared and leashed and given brief white cotton Pod shorts and abbreviated white vests. Lukas alone is kept naked but for a gold satin cock pouch, butt plug and g string. Golden silk tassels are clipped tightly to each of the boy's nipples. His perky white ass is on full public view as, leashed and plugged, he follows his black master down the steps of the plane and across the tarmac. Chief Adedeji's name was tattooed on the left cheek and his "prime white meat" status made clear by the four black stars on the right. By the time they reached the doors of the cargo terminal an enthusiastically jeering group of black cargo handlers and ground staff were following and teasing the red faced, stiff dicked Lukas and his amazing black-plugged, whipped white ass.
Special dispensation for the company's whiteboys is habitually given by Nigerian immigration and customs. Ministers and senior officers are keen users of the stables at highly discounted rates, and at the airport the young junior staff are always pleased to have some fun at the boys' expense.
At Customs, in minutes, the three 2 Star boys are strip searched in a row by five senior customs officers with two trained dogs. Chief Adedeji and Lukas watch. Lukas's gold cock pouch serves only to emphasise his hopelessly erect cock. He watches as the boys are bent over the customs counter and to cheerful laughter their holes are sniffed and licked by the dogs. They are prepared for inspection by a surgical instrument gradually expanding the opening. Each officer shines a light up each white ass and checks the boy isn't hiding anything there.
The searches seem very thorough, thinks Lukas, as each boy is examined by all five of the officers. The middle boy, Lukas thinks, must be especially suspect, as one of the officers puts on a rubber glove, lubricates it and then pushes his fist into the white hole making the boy scream. In and out goes the black arm. The boy gasps, shooting a good deal of white cum down the side of the counter. The customs officer laughs as his dog licks up the whiteboy's cum.
In moments the three whites are pushed to their knees and begin to suck off the officers' black dicks.
As today is a "training day", the three whiteboys are not finished with just yet. Pushed again over the inspection counter their asses are now stretched and fondled by a group of young trainee customs officers. The excited teenage blacks are shown at length how to deal with the inspection of Pod White boys and all three boys are in the process fisted by several of the black trainees. Circle jerks around the three kneeling whites see their faces coated copiously by thick African cum.
Before that happens though Lukas is guided into an inner office where he is to be fucked in front of Master Adedeji by the Colonel in Charge. Colonel Banjo was most taken by the gold tassles and especially his cockpouch, though he yanked it off him, sniffed it deeply, and handed it to his grinning Adjutant, Captain Jonjo. The Colonel had Lukas kneel in front of him, kiss his shiny black boouts, unzip him and pull out his enormous black enforcer. Lukas gasped at the 12 inch long, fat black tool. Respectfully the white boy licked the purple helmet and gently lifted the heavy black balls from the officers soft cotton briefs. With no ceremony the black officer shoved the ebony cock deep into the young blond boy's mouth.
"Take a true Nigerian tool, white boy!"
Lukas deep-throated the huge thick black snake, soon getting down to the officer's black balls. The adjutant gasped with amazement mesmerised by the sight of the huge throbbing black dick disappearing and re-emerging from the blond boy's handsome face. He grabbed and stroked his own bulging crotch.
"Wow Sir, he's a real slut for African cock Sir!!"
The Colonel felt like he was being sucked by a vacuum cleaner. He moaned, stroking the boy's soft blond hair and increased the thrusts into the white's mouth.
"My God Adedeji this one is the best yet! A real slut, and so pretty too.Where did you find it?"
"He's good isn't he? A true four star white, with an ass to match. Why don't you try it's asshole?"
"Sure thing!" said the Colonel "Mind if my young adjutant tries it's mouth, Adedeji?
"Be my guest! And you too, young man" -- he said to the handsome young Hausa Captain who was already unzipping his pants and pulling out a very beautiful long cock. Adedeji was entranced by the beauty of the young man's coal black dick and somewhat to his own, and certainly to Jonjo's surprise, he reached out to hold it, and then pull out and feel the tight black balls. "You are a very beautiful young man!" he murmured to the surprised but pleased Captain, who grinned broadly. The young satin-black cock lengthened and strengthened, twitching strongly in Adedeji's hand.
"Stretch the slave over the desk, Colonel, and pull out his butt-plug. You can both get satisfaction then from either end! As long as you give me his entry certificate afterwards! I need him for my dinner party tonight."
"Don't worry once we've entered him the certificate is yours, Adedeji, though it will need to be regularly renewed!" The three blacks laughed as the Colonel removed the thick black rubber cum-covered butt-plug which came out with a loud plop. He sniffed it and got Lukas to lick it clean. The two immigration officers to get the best out of the opportunity, pushed their pants around their ankles, baring their muscled black asses and strong thighs. Adedeji pulled Lukas by the leash to lick out both of the superb black asses. He put him first on to the Adjutant and himself spread the smooth, firm round coal-black cheeks,letting Lukas deep tongue the hole whilst Adedeji gently manipulated the black youth's erect and eager cock. Then he put him to work on the larger black ass of the Colonel making the older man groan with pleasure.
Minutes later the Colonel pushed the whiteboy over the desk, and slapped the upturned white ass hard four or five times. Lukas yelped, but not for long. Adjutant Jonjo fed his long coal-black snake into and down the blonde boy's willing mouth.
Adedeji sat back, pulled out his own cock, and stroked it as he watched his new property being fucked, slapped and certificated from both ends by more than twenty inches of Nigerian cock. He especially admired how the young Captain Jonjo took total mastery of a whiteboy much the same age as him. And Lukas seemed to respond to the handsome young black, his hands shyly feeling and cupping the round and shiny black ass, even gently fingering the black's now lubricated hole, feeling it tense as Jonjo pushed his beautiful ebony tool in and out of Lukas's own throat. As Jonjo deeply explored his throat Lukas didn't gag -- his training in past months, thought Adedeji, was paying off!
"Lick my nigger balls, Boy!!" commanded the young Captain.
"You're a real slut, whiteboy, for black cock, aren't you Boy? " boomed the Colonel as he pounded into the Boy's ass-hole, slapping the white cheeks as he did so
"Glugg, Gluugg!!" responded the slut whiteboy as pushed his increasingly sore white ass up to get more of the Colonel's impressive tool. Adedeji realised that the boy, sexed up as he was with a massive overdose of Sudanese Blister Beetle stimulant, simply couldn't get enough black cock! Well he was in for a real treat tonight, from his closest buddies - some of the best PodBoy fuckers in Lagos who loved nothing more than a drug enhanced gang-bang on a sweet young white ass..
As Lukas now raised that ass for the Colonel's benefit, his lithe young white body shook with the pounding the black officer was giving him. Adedeji could see the white boy's shaved cock -- hard and pulsing, the foreskin pulled back over his bright red knob, and his low hanging balls shaking and bouncing to the Colonel's thrusts. He reached out and pulled the white balls a little.
A muffled "Gluggg" escaped from the boy's mouth muffled by Jonjo's long black tool which was now being pushed fully in and and then right out out with no restraint -straight down the boy's throat to the black balls. The Colonel's hand came down to where Adedeji was squeezing the boy's balls. He grinned at Adedeji and smacked the rigid white tool. Adedeji tugged the white balls, a little more this time, and squeezed the nearest white tit. Jonjo squeezed the other and ruffled the blond boy's hair.
Everything then happened together. Captain Jonjo pulled out of the boy's throat and spurted wads of Nigerian cum into his face. Adedeji, grasping the young Captain's naked round butt, and feeling him down to the back of his black balls, shot into Lukas's open mouth. The Colonel gasped and pumped his higher-ranked spunk deep into the white ass, and Lukas, the Colonel's cock still buried inside him, shot off all over the desk.
Lukas was ordered by his Master Adedeji to lick clean the long rigid length of Jonjo's black tool and then, presented with the Colonel's thicker ebony fuck-stick, he did the same for that. The tools and everyone's hands were wiped in his hair, and the Colonel gave the whiteboy a few last slaps on the ass.
"Now lick up that mess you made on my desk, Boy!"
As the officers pulled up and zipped up their pants they watched the leashed naked white boy, on all fours on the desk, licking up his own cum, his face and hair coated in the jism of his master and the young Captain Jonjo, the Colonel's cum oozing out of his upturned asshole. Seeing this Adedeji got Jonjo to reinsert the large black butt plug. Jonjo did so in one smooth push, then moved the plug back and fore a few times for his own amusement.
"Thank-you Sir!" groaned Lukas to the handsome smiling young black, fucking him with the plug.
"Any time Boy! Hope the Colonel lets me see you again Boy!"
"Well I think we can say that the boy's entry formalities are completed, Adedeji!" said the Colonel "I assume, as he will be stabled at your house, you will personally bring him down to me for processing every Friday along with your other personal whiteboy?"
"Of course Colonel. You and your adjutant can process both together. Indeed you would be welcome to visit me at home and use him there. Boy Andy will be with me for a month or so and then will be transferred, either to our operation in Senegal or in the Congo. I've had a tempting offer for him from the Emirates, but I don't want to lose him from the company just yet. He's a good profit earner and I know he will be in high demand in one of our newer ventures."
So ended Lukas's entry to Nigeria. It was all, unknown to Lukas, a put-up job. In fact Lukas, and the other boys, had already been fully cleared for immigration in advance the day after Lukas had been fucked by the Nigerian Ambassador. A machine readable micro chip identifying them as African Resurgence property had been implanted in each white cock, and a bar code on their white butt gave a one week renewable visa . However each week a small team of immigration officers would need to examine all credentials most thoroughly. Now, on their actual entry, each white butt is provided with a second indelible bar-code recording the landing permit.
Outside, the four leashed naked white boys embrace and say goodbye. Three of them are going to the Central Stables in a van -- Lukas travels on the floor at the feet of his master in Adedeji's chauffeur driven Mercedes. His master tells him the are going straight to the beach house where he will be teamed up with Andy. Lukas had heard a lot of the Lagos based PodWhite -- now was his chance to meet him!
I hope you enjoyed the further adventures of Lukas. I don't get much feedback -- so please let me know if you want further episodes?
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