White boy in Asia -2

Achmed could not believe the good fortune, the little street beggar Jamaal had brought him. His cock which had not stiffened for many months was suddenly pushing urgently against his silk tunic and all because of this beautiful white boy standing before him. For nearly two minutes Achmed did not utter a sound other and an appreciative sigh as he examined the boy, when Jamaal attempted to speak he waved his arm, ‘be silent’ he continued to drink in the beauty of the boy, slowly he walked around the child, admiring his flawless skin, his golden blond hair, his slim waist and almost feminine body, absentmindedly he rubbed his cock through his tunic. Finally Achmed turned to Jamaal and motioned for him to speak.

Jamaal explained the situation to Achmed and that as a result of he not being paid, the boy had a debt to Jamaal and Jamaal decided to let Achmed in on his good fortune so that he may share in the profits. Achmed, had to admire Jamaal for one so little he certainly had a good sense of an opportunity, and luck was with him as there would be many opportunities to use this gorgeous child for their profit.

I did not like the way the man is openly staring at me, he is way fat and I feel as if naked under his stare, but its not a good feeling for this smelly fat man does nothing for me, unlike Ijah who turns me on. He, I find out his name is Achmed, and Jamaal are discussing me but I have no idea what they are saying, I am guessing it has to do with the money which I owe him but I cannot be sure as I do not understand their language. Finally the fat man finishes talking to Jamaal and much to my surprise he speaks to me in English, heavily accented English, but none the less I can understand him…

“So young man you have stolen from my friend Jamaal, in this town this is a serious crime one for which you may be hanged or at the very least put in a horrible place for a very long time, and I can assure you a pretty little thing such as you would not see the year out in such a place as I refer to!”

“I, I didn’t steal from him, I had money and some whores pick pocketed me and took my money, but I can go and get his money, even more than I promised him, he can even come with me and wait while I get it from our hotel” Callum pleaded with the man...

“I am afraid I cannot allow that, for you have not shown yourself worthy of credit amongst us, no I am afraid I cannot allow you to travel back to the safety of your hotel where upon security guards would surely have my little friend arrested for prostitution…”

“Please mister, don’t send me to that place, I promise I’ll pay, I’ll do anything just tell me what I have to do” Begged Callum…

“Fortunately for you little man, there is another possibility, as you probably realize I own this house, it’s a whore house as you can plainly see, you have stolen from little Jamaal by not paying for his show, now I am afraid that you must repay in kind by providing a show for my customers, who shall pay me handsomely to watch you play with Ijah, he is a big boy don’t you agree” Said Achmed smiling lasciviously at Callum….

“You want to let Ijah fuck me in front of people? What do you think I am some kind of whore? No way dude I’m getting out of here and if you try and stop me I’ll tell my dad and he will have you all arrested!” yelled Callum angrily.

“oh is that right, and of course your father knows where you are right now, you told him that you were going to the brothel district for the day, perhaps you would like me to call him on the telephone and explain your debt to him?”

Callum bit his lip hard, he was cornered and he knew it, no matter what happened he could not win, the thought of Ijah fucking him sent shivers down his spine, but the thought of his father finding out that he was maybe gay was ten times worse, Achmed was bluffing of course but the boy didn’t know that.

“If, uhm, if I let him well you know.” “fuck me!, that’s the words your looking for” interrupted Achmed.

“If I let him fuck me,” Callum said blushing red again, “Will you let me go afterwards?”

Achmed smiled, he had the boy and they both knew it, “Of course, once your debt is paid you are free to go on your way, that is unless you choose to seek employment with me? Perhaps we could organize something on a casual basis” Pondered Achmed.

Callum stared down at the ground, he had no choice he had to do it, he said in almost a whisper “Ok I’ll do it….”

“Excellent decision my boy, I’m sure once you have Ijah cock inside you, you’ll beg for more.

Achmed explained the deal to Jamaal and Ijah. Ijah grasped his cock in anticipation but Achmed grabbed hold of his wrist, “save it for the brat Ijah, I want a good show for my customers”

The old lady was once again summoned and she took Callum by the hand and led him away, as he passed down the corridor through open doors he could see men in various stages of fucking whores in the small dingy rooms, the whores looked back at him quizzically. Finally they came to what appeared to be a large communal bathing area. The old lady gestured for Callum to strip but he just stood there. She walked up to him and twisted his ear painfully until he acquiesced and she stood back as first he stripped off his tee shirt and then his socks and shoes, his cargo pants and finally his boxer shorts. He stood before the old lady as naked as the day he was born and she looked on admiringly. Unbeknownst to Callum she wasn’t the only person watching, Achmed was looking through a two way mirror from his office, he has his tunic open and is stroking his cock whilst speaking on the telephone.

“The show will be a once in a life time opportunity my friend,” he said to the person on the other end of the telephone, “you will behold beauty such as you have never before seen and you will cum harder than you have ever in your entire lifetime…” he said laughing…

The old lady ordered Callum into the warm bath, whereupon she commenced washing him, her old wrinkled hands pinched his firm flesh admiringly, her withered fingers found there way between his butt cheeks where she pushed a finger into his anus, Callum resisted and screamed out in pain which made the old lady laugh, in her native language she said, “if you cannot take an old ladies finger in you then god help you when Ijah presents his weapon to your hole!”

After he was bathed she made him drink an oily concoction, which contained a powerful aphrodisiac, it tasted foul to Callum and she had to persist to get him to drink it all up. Next the old lady made him bend over a low couch while she applied the same oily mixture to his anus, it tingled and made him feel warm inside, the feeling was not altogether unpleasant to Callum.

Later she dressed him in what can only be described as an old English school boy uniform, long socks, grey shorts a blue shirt and striped tie. She combed his hair neatly and applied eye liner to highlight his bright green eyes. By this time the aphrodisiac he had drunk was starting to have an affect on him, he felt more relaxed and his hips swayed seductively as he walked. When the old lady applied blusher to his cheeks he tilted his head up willingly.

I drank this really foul drink it tastes horrible and I think that I am going to vomit but luckily I don’t. Then the old hag makes me bend over the couch and she puts the very same oily stuff around and inside my butt hole, it feels really weird and at first it burned a little, but now it feels warm and I feel a little itchy down there. I feel kind of weird, sort of like I am outside my body, I am looking at myself in the mirror and I am kind of shocked, I’ve got this really weird garb on but that’s not what’s weird, its me, I kind of look a bit like a girl, and I don’t feel to badly about it, makes me feel kind of horny I guess, I want someone to touch me, that’s how I feel. The old lady put something on my cheeks, its make up I think, I wouldn’t even mind if she touched me, I feel like such a slut at the moment. I know its wrong to feel this way but a part of me ( a big part) is looking forward to being fucked, ooh I know its going to hurt but Jamaal is smaller than me and he seemed to really like it so I am hoping that I will too, I wonder how long its going to be before they let Ijah have me?

While Callum was bathing, Achmed was making his own preparations, the whole of the third floor had been re organized, thirty pillows had been placed in a semi-circle around a single double bed which was positioned in the center of the room, the pillows were slowly being occupied by Achmed best or rather highest paying customers, he could easily have filled the room ten times over, and he would have crammed at least double that amount of spectators into the room, but instinct told him that there was going to be other occasions for profit and that it would be better to let his customers have a taste a little at a time and to let word spread.

Ijah was also prepared, he was bathed but rather than dressed in English school boy garb, he was dressed in the garb of a Indian street beggar, his body had been oiled and massaged, the stimulation at the hands of a pretty 20 year old whore only served to make him even hornier than usual, he was not allowed to cum and like Callum he was given a large dose of the foul tasting aphrodisiac.

The crowd was growing restless then suddenly the lights dimmed, signaling that the show was about to start, Achmed stood in the middle of the room and greeted his customers. “The show tonight is a once in a life time opportunity, but maybe for some of you it may be even more fortuitous as I will be accepting bids for one customer to enjoy the pleasures of our special guest. The star of our show tonight is a virgin, but that is about to change…” This plan had only occurred to Achmed within the last hour, he knew he could pull it off because he had another ace up his sleeve that the boy could not possibly know about. “So gentleman let the show begin!!!”

The lights dimmed again and when the lights came back on Callum was standing by the side of the bed. The bright lights hurt his eyes and when he could finally focus he was shocked to see a room full of dark skinned men all staring at him in anticipation. There was a murmur amongst the crowd which built into a roar as men started to whistle and cat call. At first Callum was confused, until he realized that they were whistling at him, slowly he turned around in a full circle, and looked around him, and that’s when he saw Ijah standing by the door. Slowly Ijah walked to the center of the room and stood on the opposite side of the bed to Callum.

Ijah gazed longingly at the beautiful white boy, he was astounded to see him dressed so oddly, his face was even more gorgeous than the last time he had seen him, Ijah smiled at the boy and much to his surprise the boy smiled back nervously.

Ijah motioned for the boy to approach him, Callum gulped audibly then slowly put one knee up on the bed and started to move across the bed towards Ijah. He reached the other side of the bed and rested on his knees staring up at Ijah. Ijah smiled reassuringly at him and reached out and stroked Callum’s silky hair, his hand went to the back of Callum’s neck and applied a little pressure, pushing Callum’s face slowly towards his huge man meat.

I was led into the dark room by the old lady and then left standing by a bed, I couldn’t see a darn thing, and then suddenly bright stage lights came on. It took a little while for my eyes to focus and I had to shade them from the harsh light, but as the room finally came into focus I was shocked to see that the room was full of men, all of them staring at me, I could see lust in their eyes. It must be the drugs, I should feel disgusted and I should try to escape but instead I let the men’s eyes wash over me and I am proud that they seem to like what they see… I see Ijah, he is standing by the door and he was looking at me, he is dressed in rags, the kind of clothes that the men that beg for small change in the streets wear, through the holes in his shirt I can see his lean body, And when I look down I see the bulge in his trousers and I feel a stirring in my cock and heat in my cheeks as once again I blush. Ijah motions me to come to him, and as if transfixed I slowly put one knee and then the other up on the bed and I crawl towards him. I stop only a few inches away from him, I can smell the strong musty odor of his body, but rather than repulse me it turns me on.

Ijah’s hand reaches behind my head and gently rubs my hair, I feel a slight pressure pulling my face towards his groin, but I don’t resist, I can’t resist but I don’t understand why, I don’t even bother trying to, I simply let him pull me forwards until finally my cheek is resting against his groin. I can feel the heat of his cock through his thread bare pants. I turn my head slightly so now my mouth is pressed against him, my own cock is painfully erect as I brush my lips against his cock which is still hidden inside his trousers, Its growing even larger.

Ijah begins to rotate his hips and I feel his cock sliding across my cheeks and lips, I open my mouth and let the cock slide through the valley of my lips, my tongue snakes out and rubs the rough material as it slides by. Slowly I lower my head until I can feel the head of his cock, Ijah adjusts his position so now the cock head is sliding back and forwards across my lips and my saliva is soaking the material of his pants.

Without even being told to, I move my head away from his cock, sit back on my knees and reach out for the cord at Ijah waist band and I begin to undo the knot, but I am impatient and In my eagerness to strip him of his pants I get the knot stuck and I groan in frustration, eventually the knot loosens and I pull down his pants all the way to the floor, as I raise my head up again I am confronted by his huge naked cock, in the flesh. It’s the most beautiful thing I have ever seen and I reach out to touch it for the first time. The heat emanating from it surprises me, I can barely span its girth with my hand. Once I have it firmly in my grasp I instinctively begin to masturbate him. Even though I am hardly aware of it, the crowd is whistling and calling out to me, I don’t know what they are saying and I don’t care, there is only me and this huge cock in my world.

I lift his cock up until it is level with my face and I stare at his piss slit, its huge, I look up questioningly into Ijah’s face, he has a curious expression on his face, he nods ascent to my intonation and I beam a smile at him, which makes his penis twitch in my hand. I close my eyes, open my mouth as wide as I can and slowly move forward. I can feel the bulbous head of his cock touch my lips, then pass through and now its resting on my tongue, the first taste of Ijah hits my senses, its salty and spicy and I decide I don’t mind the taste. My tongue brush’s along the underside of his cock as I push it to the very back of my mouth, but less than a ¼ of him is in my mouth. The head is so large that it rubs against the top of my mouth and drags my tongue along with it when I pull my head back.

I have never sucked a cock before but I seem to take to it naturally, I am frustrated that I cannot get more of it into my mouth, it just isn’t possible.

Ijah thinks he’s died and gone to heaven, the blond boy’s mouth is even better than his hand, Ijah is certain that the boy has never sucked a cock before, but he is learning fast. Ijah had never known love but he felt something akin to that when the cute blond boy looked up at him asking permission to suck his cock, and the way he smiled when Ijah nodded approval, melted Ijah heart. A part of Ijah wanted to take the boy into his arms and kiss and hug him, but more of him wanted to fuck the boy until he was exhausted. The blond boy seemed frustrated that he could not get more of Ijah dick into his mouth, but Ijah knew how to fix that, he once again reached behind the boys head and held him firm, at the same time he pushed his cock to the back of the boy’s mouth but he did not stop there. The boy panicked and tried to pull away but Ijah held him firmly. Callum’s eyes watered and he was starting to choke. The crowd meanwhile went wild, hands every where were pumping cocks, even Achmed had his hand under his tunic and was pumping his turgid cock rapidly. Suddenly the boy’s esophagus opened up and Ijah huge cock slid down his throat. The audiences gasped as they watched the boy’s pretty white throat suddenly distend, as the huge cock disappeared down his gullet. Ijah’s balls are now resting on the blond boys chin, never had the crowd seen such an erotic show.

Suddenly Ijah has his hands on the back of my head and he is holding me firm, I suspect what is coming, he pumps his cock into my mouth all the way to the back of my throat, but it can go no further, what is he doing? But I am wrong, I can no longer breath and I start to panic as I try to pull my head of his cock but he wont let my head go, then suddenly as if by miracle it happens, something in the back of my throat gives and impossible as this may seem his cock slides down my throat until his balls are resting on my chin. My eyes are watering and I still cannot breath, slowly he pulls his cock back out of my throat and I gasp for air, then slowly he thrusts it back down my throat. After he does this several times I learn two important lessons about cock sucking, firstly breath through my nose and secondly breath in between strokes. Faster and faster he is pumping my throat, it aches but it no longer hurts. I am actually beginning to enjoy this, I reach out with my hands and grasp his firm buttocks, which are rocking back and forward with his thrusts.

By this time men in the crowd who were inclined to cum easily are blasting their seed all over the place and groaning in ecstasy, as they watch the small white slut orally pleasure the native boy.

Ijah has his eyes closed and is pumping faster and faster into the boys gullet, he is going to cum soon, and nothing is going stop that from happening.

Faster and faster he is pumping his cock into me, my head hurts and so does my throat but I would easily do this all day, I rub my own cock through the material of my trousers but I cannot get a rhythm going, the cock in my throat requires all of my attention. Suddenly Ijah prick seems to grow even larger inside me and he thrusts in deep, his balls are almost inside my mouth, I feel a powerful squirt in the back of my throat and I know instinctively that he is cumming. Rope after rope of steaming hot cum splashes down my throat, there is too much for me to swallow and it rushes up through my sinuses and explodes from my nasal passages, but I cannot taste it yet as the cock is to far down my throat and as I swallow the cum is going straight into stomach. Ijah pumps a couple more times and two more streams of cum disappear down into my tummy. Then suddenly he goes very still, I am exhausted and so is he, but I desperately want to taste his cum so I slide his cock back out of my throat and as it passes out from my mouth a wet plop sound emanates. Now that I can suck on the head of his cock my senses reel as the salty taste of Ijah stimulates my oral taste buds, I suck desperately on his cock and push my tongue into his piss slit and suddenly I am rewarded with yet another rope of hot cum, I swish it around in my mouth, and I know I am hooked, I love the taste. Ijah is now exhausted and pulls his cock out from my mouth completely. It now hangs limp along his thigh. Gently I reach out with my hands and bring it to my mouth again, this time I do not try to suck his cock, but rather I lick it clean of all of his juices, even after its completely devoid of his cum I am still desperate for more so I scoop the ropes of cum that have spilled from nose onto my fingers and suck hungrily until I can taste nothing but my own spit.

Achmed is beside himself with happiness, the boy is a natural slut, he thinks that even without the drugs he would have willingly performed, the drugs only helped to loosen his inhibitions. Twice during the first half of the show Achmed had cum, which is exactly two times more than he had cum in the last six months, he looks around him and notices that the majority of the audiences are in a similar state, men lay sprawled on pillows panting for air; some are too exhausted to even cover themselves. Achmed smiles to himself, no matter what the cost he is somehow going to keep this brat and put him on show as often as possible and when he is no longer attracting audiences he will sell him to the men on an hourly basis, to use for their pleasure. This thought alone was making Achmed hard again.

After resting for ten minutes, Achmed deemed it time for the show to continue, he walks onto the stage where Ijah is laying on the bed along side the boy and cuddling him.

“its time for second act, brat, I want you to stand on the bed and strip, but do it sexy, do it slow and make the men cream themselves yet again, If you do it satisfactorily I will let Ijah fuck you, would you like that brat?” Said Achmed, he lifted the boys chin to gaze into his eyes. Achmed laughed, the boy didn’t have to answer, the eyes said it all, those beautiful green eyes had widened with anticipation at the mere mention of Ijah fucking him…

Ijah had cum and Achmed had said that most of the men in the audience had also cum, but I haven’t, it isn’t fair, he wants me to strip slowly and to be sexy and if I do well he said that Ijah will fuck me, that scares me but it also turns me on, his cock is so large, but I am willing to try, I am so horny. I will give those men a show that will make half of them die from heart attacks! That thought makes me smile.

I sit up and drop my legs over the edge of the bed, slowly I reach down and undo the laces on my school shoes, I pull them off one at a time and let them drop to the floor, next come my socks, I wiggle my toes when I pull my socks off and for extra measure I throw them into the audience, when I look up I see an old man sniffing my sock and think to my self, how gross is that? Next I undo my tie, slowly and deliberately I loosen the knot, but I don’t take the tie off, instead I leave it half mast, as my mum used to say.

Button by button I undo my shirt until the whole front of my torso is revealed to the audience, I slip out of my shirt, now I only have my loosened tie on. Next I stand up on the bed and twirl around, Iijah is staring transfixed at me, his cock is hard again and he is idly stroking it. I undo my belt and once again I throw it into the audience, next comes the top button of my shorts, slowly I lower the zipper down. I turn my back on the audience and wiggle my butt as I slide my pants down over my thighs and drop them to the floor. Now I am only wearing my school tie and red briefs. I run my hands down my front and let it disappear into the front of my underpants, I gently move my balls around and fondle my dick, I hear sighs from the audience and I know that they are enjoying the show. Once again I turn away from the audience, bending at the waist I lower my undies all the way to my ankles, in this position the men have a perfect view of my butt with my cock and balls hanging between my legs.

Now I am naked except for the tie, it makes me feel sexy only wearing the tie, I spin my undies around on my finger and smile provocatively at the audience and then suddenly I flick my briefs into the audience, two men fight each other for the prize, the man that wins holds them to his nose and breaths in deeply, this time I decide that maybe it isn’t too gross after all.

The boys performance is as polished and professional as any Achmed has ever seen, once again he gets the feeling that the boy is a natural slut and that he is enjoying every moment of his performance. His feet, so pale and so small, with gorgeous little digits wriggling around, the boy couldn’t possibly know it but feet are a very popular fetish amongst men of Achmed culture. Next the boy reveals his perfect torso, skin which is so flawless as to seem unnatural, and his tiny nipples are erect. The boy has an inner belly button, which is a rarity in this country, due to the way in which babies are birthed, His cute belly button does not go unnoticed by the crowd, Finally the boy reveals his buttocks and small dick and testicles, several men in the audience creamed themselves as a result of that site alone. He has the buttocks of a young girl, well rounded but not fat.

The boy stands there swaying seductively he is wearing only that ridiculous English school boy tie, but somehow it frames his perfect body beautifully and serves to make him even more appealing if that is possible.

Ijah needs to fuck him, and he needs to do it now. He stands up behind the boy and pulls him back into his arms. The front of the boy is revealed to the audience and his rear is pressed against Ijah as Ijah lets his hands roam freely over every inch of his exquisite body, he pinches his nipples hard and the boy winces in pain, he runs his palm over the boys flat stomach and pushes his fingers into his unusual belly button which makes the boy squirm, Ijah couldn’t possibly know but Callum is ticklish. Ijah reaches down and clasps Callum’s cock firmly in his hand, the tiny cock is silky soft and hard at the same time, the boy instantly starts to pump his hips into Ijah hand. Ijah nibbles on the boy’s throat, with his left hand he strokes the boys cock and with his right he massages his tiny balls, each time the boy rocks backwards Ijah massive cock pushes in between his butt cheeks, Ijah cock is dangling between the boy’s legs.

I am swaying hypnotically to the strange music being played by the old lady and I marvel at the response I get from the audience. Suddenly Ijah is behind me, his arms envelop me and he pulls me into his warmth. I can feel his hot breath on my neck as he gently nuzzles me. His hands slide over my chest and… Ouch he pinches my nipple, it hurts, but in a nice way. My nipples are sensitive and stick out when I am horny, I don’t know why. Now his hand is roaming over my tummy, please, please don’t touch my belly button, I’m way ticklish there, oh no it’s to late, I try not to giggle but I can’t help myself and I squirm as I stifle a giggle. It seems like ages but he finally moves on and I feel his hands moving closer to my cock, ooh god please touch me there I say to myself, but his hands are still on my tummy, I wiggle my butt and I can feel his huge hot cock pushing against my butt cheeks. I move up and down a little which causes his cock to go deeper into my crevice, suddenly his hand grasps my cock and I all but cum right then. When his other hand touches my balls I think I am going to explode. He squeezes my nuts a little too hard and it takes the edge of my orgasm, none the less I want him to continue so I move my hips back and forth. My arms seem to be in the way, so I reach above my head and put my arms around Ijah neck, I turn my face up to him, my lips are moist and I pout, hoping that he will take my cue and kiss me. Suddenly his lips are on mine and he does, I kiss him back hard, his tongue snakes out and enters’ my mouth, I suck on it hungrily as he ravages my oral cavity. His cock is so long that it is dangling between my legs, I clamp my thighs shut and trap his cock in between. My tiny cock now rests atop his huge shlong. Slowly I start to rotate my hips and thrust back and forwards, massaging his cock with my thighs. Ijah starts to thrust also, suddenly Achmed calls out from the crowd and the spell is broken.

“ Fuck the boy now, Ijah, do not wait a minute longer, do you hear me!” Shouts Achmed, “lay him over the edge of he bed, I want to see his face when you enter him…”

Callum did not understand what Achmed was saying but Ijah did and he realized that if he continued to thrust into the boy’s thigh any longer then he would be cum and he wanted his next load to be inside the boy. Ijah spun the boy around and pushed him down onto the bed,

“Turn him around so we can see his face!” Called Achmed, from out in the audience.

Ijah laid Callum on his back and his head hung over the edge of the bed. The audience had a clear view of the boys face and his lovely torso, as Ijah climbed between his legs. He lifted the boy’s legs by putting his hands under the back of his knees and pushing until Callum’s knees were either side of his head. The boy started to panic, he knew what was coming, but he wasn’t strong enough to resist Ijah, he held him firmly in place.

Ijah presented the bulbous head of his cock to the boy’s tiny opening and pressed hard. The boy’s scream was ear piercing, but Ijah was not deterred, he pushed harder still. Suddenly to the amazement of the audience the boy’s tiny pink hole opened up and the cock head disappeared inside the boy. Callum’s eyes rolled back in his head as he passed out from the pain.

Achmed signaled from the audience for Ijah to wait until he regained consciousness.

Achmed is calling out from the audience; I don’t know what he is saying. Suddenly Ijah grabs me and turns me around; he pushes me onto the bed. Achmed speaks again and Ijah listens. He turns me around roughly and pushes me along the bed until my head lolls over the edge. I know what is coming and I am terrified, I struggle as hard as I can, but its no use he’s simply to strong for me. Ijah lifts my legs up and pins my knees over my head. I feel very naked and exposed, my butt hole is vulnerable. I cannot see what is happening because my head is over the edge of the bed, but suddenly I know what is happening, I feel the heat of his cock pushing against my anal passage. Bright lights flash before my eyes as pain such as I have never experienced before strikes me. He’s killing me I’m sure of it, Oh how could I have ever wanted this. Then suddenly my world goes blissfully blank, someone has turned the lights out again!

Ijah has his cock buried a little over an inch in Callum’s tight hole as he waits impatiently for the boy to regain consciousness. Finally his eyelids flutter and Ijah watches with fascination as the boys beautiful eyes slowly came back into focus, the black pupils resemble a camera iris slowly revealing the green as they turned to pin pricks. Ijah has waited at least three minutes and he knows that the boys pussy will have had enough time to grow accustom to him. The boy soon is again fully awake but it takes a moment to orientate himself to his circumstances, once again his eyes are wide but this time when Ijah pushes he does not pass out. The boy’s eyes widened even more and his mouth falls open, but no sound comes out. And so it is for the next ten minutes, each minute or so Ijah pushes another inch into the boy taking him almost to the verge of passing out before stopping and waiting. Eventually he manages to bury his entire cock inside the boy, his black balls rest neatly in between the pale white bum cheeks. The boy’s mouth is still wide open and his eyes wide. The audience can see a firm ridge of Cock meat distending the white boy’s flat stomach, they can see that Ijah has buried his entire dick inside the boy.

I have no idea how long I had passed out for, it felt like only a second but it might have been more? The huge cock inside me is tearing me apart, but the pain had eased a little. When I am finally fully awake again, Ijah pushes in some more, I think that I might pass out again, but this time he backs off just before I do and I teeter on the verge of consciousness as inch after excruciating inch of cock, pushes relentlessly into me. Ijah pushes and then waits and then pushes some more. I can feel the huge cock pushing into my stomach, I know that’s not possible but he is so far inside me that’s exactly how it feels. I cannot not see his cock all I can see is the upside down faces of the men in the audience. I lift my head up I can see Ijah looking down at me. At long last all of his cock is buried deep inside me. I pray he does not move.

Ijah leans over me and tenderly lifts my face with his hands and supports my head, his legs and his cock now have my knees pinned above my head and I am trapped in this position until he decides otherwise. The pain is overwhelming, Ijah mouth finds mine and he kisses me tenderly on the mouth, I do not want to disappoint him so I let my tongue be dragged out of my mouth and into his. The kissing distracts me a little and slowly the pain starts to subside. Ijah moves a little and suddenly a bolt of lightening hits me, or at least that is how it feels. His cock has touched something inside me, I do not know what but the feeling is unlike anything I have ever felt before. My limp cock jumps to immediate attention and the pain I am feeling in may ass subsides a little. He pushes again and once more the bolt of lightening hits me and I moan into his open mouth.

Ijah was patient and it had paid off, all of his cock is buried inside the boy, never before has he felt a passage as tight as this. When he moves his cock the boy’s insides move with him, Ijah fears that if he were to pull out rapidly that he would disembowel the boy, so tight is the seal between his cock and the boys back passage. He moves slightly and the boy’s entire body is suddenly rigid, Ijah feels Callum’s small cock suddenly come erect and push against his stomach. He moves his mouth away from the boys and straights so that the audience can see the boys cock sticking straight up, appreciative murmur from the crowd. Ijah pushes his cock back in and once again the boy becomes rigid, he guesses that his cock is rubbing against the boys prostate gland.

The urges are overcoming him, he has to pump the boy, slowly at first and then faster and faster he starts to pump until the boys passage has completely grown accustom to the fucking. Ijah pulls all but his cock head out of the boy before plunging hard all the way back in. The boy screams with ecstasy and his legs bounce back and forth.

He did it again he has hit the spot, I have never felt anything so intense, I can hardly even feel the pain any more, oh I wish he would hit it again…. Ooh fuck he has and it’s awesome, I scream at the top of my lungs, not giving a shit who hears me or what they think of me. Ijah is pushing harder and faster now, each time his cock is touching the spot I get the most incredible feeling, ooh this is the best feeling, fuck me, fuck me harder, I call out, and he does. His cock is rocketing in and out of me at a million miles an hour, I feel the pressure building oooh my god I am going cummmmm…..

The crow goes ballistic, the small white boy is being fucked hard by the huge black cock and he loves it, his small boy cock is standing straight up and twitching. Suddenly the boy screams out in his strange language and a thin rope of creamy cum spurts out the end of his cock and splashes onto Ijah stomach and then dribbles down onto the boys own pale white belly… Each time Ijah pumps him the boy squirts until eventually he cannot produce any more fluids and his body lays limp underneath the relentless pumping he is receiving from the black teenager.

My cock is exploding, ahhh Its feels so cool, its happening again and again I cant stop cumming, fuck me Ijah fuck me harder and he is, I cum again and again, then suddenly I feel feint and once again the lights go out.

The boy has literally been fucked unconscious, Achmed orders Ijah to wait; this is a difficult command to obey as Ijah himself is very close to climaxing. Instead of stopping altogether, he slows his pace and once again he bends down and kisses the boy passionately on the lips, but there is no response as the boy has feinted. Eventually his beautiful eyes open wide again and he is awake, now he has a look of contentment on his face. His bowels are still stuffed full of Ijah’s huge cock but it feels extremely good, there is no longer any pain. Ijah waits until the boy is ready to begin again, in fact the boy is now eager to continue, and slowly Ijah starts pumping again. This time the boy moves his legs and wraps them around Ijah waist, he reaches up with his arms and pulls Ijah into a passionate kiss. Ijah is once again close to cumming meanwhile he pumps the boy faster and faster.

I have passed out again but now I am awake, this time I passed out from the pleasure of being fucked. I want to somehow thank Ijah for the pleasure he has given me, I love him with all of my soul, I want to be his forever but I do not know how to tell him that, so instead I try to show him, I wrap my legs around his waist and I pull his head down to me and I kiss him hard on the lips, then I do something that I thought I would never do, I start to fuck him back. He now rests on his elbows while I thrust my hips burying his cock deeper and deeper inside me. My cock is hard again and once again by pushing upwards I am able to get his cock to touch that spot, the faster I pump the more intense the pleasure. Soon I am at the brink again, I am cumming, I feel it, it’s not as much cum this time, but its even more intense than the last time. Even as my orgasm subsides I can tell that Ijah is close, he senses I have cum and he takes over pumping me harder and harder. He is pumping me so hard that most of my upper body is now dangling over the edge of the bed and my head is bouncing on the floor, suddenly he screams out and he cums. The blast inside me is so intense if he wasn’t holding my hips I am sure he would have blasted me of the end of his cock and clear across the room. Rope after rope of overheated cum is blasted into me, I feel it forced up into my stomach and mix with my breakfast, there is too much and cum for my body to hold and the left over squirts out between the seal of his cock and my anus. We both scream out, in ecstasy as he collapses on top of me. My head is tilted sideways on the floor and his body is sprawled across my tummy and thighs, my legs are limp at his sides and my cock is now also limp…

The audience agreed that it was the most incredible show they had ever witnessed, the small white boy had turned into an insatiable slut right before their eyes, he had gone from being fucked to fucking the brains out of the tall black teenager, twice that little white cock had spewed the contacts of his balls, as the fucking had become more intensive the small boy had been pushed over the edge of the bed and the view that was presented to the audience was looking straight down his torso at the small white cock, with huge black cock behind it going in and out of the boy…

Achmed had cum for the third time in an hour this was a record for him and he collapsed exhausted onto his pillows, all the men in the audience were in similar repose. The show was over for now, but this was only the beginning.

Slowly I come back down to earth, I feel as if I have been in heaven for the last half an hour. I now realize and there is no doubt in my mind that I am gay, there is no way I could ever have sex with a girl and feel the way I just did. Also I realize that I am in love with Ijah and that I would do anything he asks of me. I want to be his, I want him to fuck me when ever he feels like it, I want to please him any way I can. I also realize that I enjoyed being the center of attention and that knowing that the audience were not only watching me but masturbating while doing so, turns me on immensely. The way Achmed is smiling at me I can tell this will not end here, he has plans and despite myself that thought alone excites me. Ijah lifts me back onto the bed and hugs me, I kiss him once again, and this time I fall asleep in his arms.

Much later Achmed is again speaking with the old lady, they have made more money out of the show tonight than they would have out of 3 months off selling the scraggy whores to their customers. The only disappointment had been the auction, Achmed wasn’t sure if the men had cum once to many times and that common sense had prevailed and inhibited their bidding for the opportunity to have sex with the cute white boy, or something else.

“Achmed you are a fool and blind to boot, the men would not bid to have sex with the boy because he is not a boy he is a young man! Did you not see his penis spew seed, seed that can make babies? The men know that to have sex with him would make them homosexual, which is a sin greater than all others!”

Achmed thought for a moment, “of course you are right,” he slapped himself on the forehead. “its to late the boy is already a young man, so we will have to limit our profits to those from having him put on a show on the stage, tis a shame because if we could whore him out we could make a lot more money, there must be some way?”

“There is a way Achmed, we must make him into a NON-BOY,” stated the old lady mysteriously.

“Do you mean make him into a girl-Boy? That has possibilities but there are places in the ghetto that cater for that already and if they were hugely successful then they would be nearer to our part of the town” mused Achmed.

“You are hearing but you are not listening, Achmed, what makes the boy special is the fact that he is male and that he is young and innocent and white, no Achmed, we must not turn him into a girl, although his white hair should be allowed to grow longer”

“well stop beating about the bush old lady and tell me what is on your mind!” Achmed said impatiently.

“We must have his stones cut from him, in that way he will neither be a boy or a girl, he will be in-between and there is nothing in our religion that prevents a man from fucking a someone who is in between, in fact our brothers overseas have been doing this very thing for many thousands of generations!”

Suddenly Achmed started to laugh, “You’re a genius old lady a genius, but how do we convince the boy to let us do this to him? We could easily force him but then that could ruin him…”

“We don’t have to do anything, clearly the boy is in love with Ijah, any fool can see that, he will do it for Ijah should he be asked to do so, can you not see that…”

“Your right, but first we have to snare the boy in our trap to make sure that he does not leave us, but I have already taken care of that. Unbeknownst to him I have filmed his entire performance and should he suggest leaving us then I will threaten to send the tape to his parents and friends, that alone will be all the incentive he needs to stay…”

“Maybe, but more than likely not, even if he does where would he start? He would never suspect that his angelic little boy is actually a cock slut that has gone in search of a good fucking in the sleazy part of town, no I am afraid that the boy sealed his own fate the moment he crossed the river and came into our world…”

Achmed knew exactly what he was going to say to the boy. He was already planning the nutting of the boy, he would do it on the stage in front of the audience, Achmed cock ached at the very thought, the profit alone would make the risk well worth while…

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