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Subject: Lloyd's New Squeeze-5 All the usual disclaimers apply. The following story is entirely fictional and contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity between adult males and teenage boys. READ NO FURTHER if you are under the age of eighteen or offended by such material. Please donate to fty). It is the only way to keep this site up and running. Gay - Interracial: M /t oral anal - - - - - Lloyd's New Squeeze 5 The summer holidays were a week old when a small, white van pulled up alongside me in Westmoor Road. *quot;Hiya, Trevor,*quot; said the driver. *quot;Lloyd sends his regards.*quot; I looked at the black man in bewilderment. I had no idea who he was; however, Lloyd's name had been mentioned, so all seemed well. *quot;Lloyd wants you to meet some new people,*quot; he continued, *quot;so hop in and I'll take you to the record shop.*quot; *quot;You sure, mister?*quot; I said. *quot;It's the school holidays, so I've been fucked dozens of times at the warehouse...*quot; *quot;Yes,*quot; he interrupted. *quot;Lloyd phoned and said, 'Leon,' that's me, 'pick up Trevor and take him to the record shop. I've loaned him out to some friends of mine.' So here I am, to do just that. You don't argue with Lloyd.*quot; I was still puzzled, but the man did seem friendly enough; and new people meant new cocks. *quot;C'mon, son,*quot; Leon said. *quot;Hop in and make yourself comfortable.*quot; As we travelled to the record shop, via sideroads, I was told to unzip my flies and get my cock out. *quot;No way!*quot; I protested. *quot;Someone might see.*quot; *quot;Here, put my cap over your flies,*quot; Leon said. *quot;Then we can both play with your cock underneath it.*quot; My cock was still rock-hard when we walked into the small record shop - if I'd let the cap go, right there and then, it would have just hung there, as if it was hanging on a coat peg. *quot;Greetings, Dee,*quot; Leon said. *quot;This is Trevor, the boy Lloyd told us about yesterday. He's a cocky little sod, as you can see.*quot; Leon quickly snatched away the cap from my grasp and exposed my hard-standing cock. *quot;Tip-top,*quot; Dee said. *quot;Nice and stiff. Just the way I like to see 'em.*quot; *quot;Step into the back, son,*quot; Leon said. *quot;We want to see you out of those clothes and stark-bollock-naked. So, go on through.*quot; *quot;Yes!*quot; Dee added. *quot;Get nice and naked, and ready to be fucked in the stockroom.*quot; Apparently, Dee and Leon were poachers. They diyarbakır escort liked to trick boys like me, who had been seen leaving the warehouse, and get them to bend over for their pleasure. I thought they were Lloyd's friends, so like a fool, I stripped off in the stockroom and waited for further instructions. *quot;Bend over that table, son,*quot; Leon said. *quot;And spread your legs.*quot; *quot;Excellent,*quot; Dee said. *quot;That's the perfect position for us to paddle your arse, probe your arsehole, and play with your cock and balls.*quot; *quot;Sorry, Trevor,*quot; Leon said. *quot;It's a little uncomfortable, I know. But you'll soon get use to it.*quot; *quot;It's not that uncomfortable,*quot; I thought to myself. *quot;But bending over for a long period of time might be a problem.*quot; So there I was, stark-bollock-naked with my arse fully exposed. *quot;I'll close the shop,*quot; Dee said, *quot;and then we can get the boy ready for cock.*quot; Some ten minutes later, Dee and Leon began groping my naughty bits as they tied my arms and legs to the table with rope. Leon then gagged me as Dee whacked my arse with a leather paddle. *quot;That looks sexy,*quot; Clive said, as he entered the stockroom behind Eric and Jacko. *quot;He looks like a hapless white boy, waiting to be fucked by five black cocks.*quot; All the men laughed as they began to undress. ~ ~ ~ I met Leon outside the record shop a few days later. My mouth and arsehole were looking forward to a repeat performance of the sex-romp. The five men had made a real fuss of me, especially when they were taking photographs of me being licked into shape. I knew I had been tricked by the poachers, so I didn't tell Lloyd. I kinda liked the idea of being fought over by two groups of men, but someone might get hurt, namely me, so I kept my mouth shut. *quot;We have a problem, Trevor,*quot; Leon said in a whisper. *quot;The shop's being refitted, so I think we should fall back to another place I know. It's a building with lots of rooms and some comfortable beds.*quot; ~ ~ ~ The building was huge, and one of the rooms was filled with naked men. There must have been a dozen or so black men waiting for me to make an entrance. Dee and Leon followed me into the room as all eyes fell on my naked body. Hutch was a man in his early fifties. He managed the place for Errol, who used the place for illegal düzce escort gambling. Dee and Leon had stripped me naked in a bathroom, before getting naked themselves. I kept my eyes fixed, at cock level, on the men directly in front of me. It was then that I gave up any notion of making a fuss about servicing the assembled throng - I was going to bend over for every one of these magnificent members. I now felt like a rabbit, surrounded by a pack of hungry wolves. The fact that I was a randy rabbit didn't stop me from trembling before the powerful predators. Suddenly, Eric appeared from nowhere and gave me a bottle of cider and two yellow pills. He told me to down the pills with the cider; and as he did so, he made sure I drank every last drop of the brew. Dee, who was still standing behind me, took the empty bottle away. This prompted Eric to pull me close and kiss me on the lips. The man's hands began to stray all over my body, as did other firm hands -- the wolves were now upon their prey, and were roughly dragged me to the floor. I began my fightback, by sucking on all the cocks I could see. The sea of tangled arms and legs grew larger and larger, as more men joined the disorderly scrum. *quot;The boy's here to pleasure everyone,*quot; Leon announced over the hubbub of the scrum. *quot;So let's have a bit of order. Cock-sucking is fine; finger-fucking is fine; but if anyone tries to jump the queue, by jumping the boy, then they'll be flung out on their ear. With sighs of mock derision, the men around me seemed to ignore Leon's threat of expulsion; however, they did take note of the rules regarding cock-sucking and finger-fucking. I truly enjoyed being the life and arsehole of the party. However, being the centre of attention, in a scrum full of horny boy-lovers, was bloody hard work; especially when it came to the wear and tear on my nipples and ball-sac. My arse and cock were just fine with the probing and teasing, but the ball-squeezing and nipple-pinching did smart at times. After the prelims, which lasted a good 30 minutes, Hutch and Leon wrestled me away from my fans and introduced me to *quot;the sling*quot;. The leather thingamajig, which was suspended from the ceiling by four lengths of twist-chain, looked like a wide, black hammock. Each arm edirne escort of the sling had leather cuffs attached; and it was these cuffs that held my body fast, by the wrists and ankles. I half-sat/half-lay in the sling, with my arms and legs spread wide apart. My arsehole was now on offer to everyone in the room. *quot;Righty-ho,*quot; Hutch said. *quot;Trevor's arsehole will be lubed and fucked by you all, in an orderly manner. During the fuck-fest, you can bend over for each other - to limber up for the action ahead - but do stay ready to be called upon at a moment's notice.*quot; When Clive stepped forward with a jar of Vaseline, I instinctively grabbed hold of the twist-chains securing my wrists. The man worked his fingers in and out of my anus as the wolves gathered around him. This was such an exciting moment for me. I was about to be gang-banged by a throng of well-endowed men. They all wanted me, and I was so thrilled. *quot;Who's gonna fuck him first?*quot; asked a voice from the crowd. *quot;Shut it, Sonny!*quot; Leon snapped. *quot;We all get sloppy seconds, except Aston. He's the big bazooka this month, so keep quiet and wait your turn.*quot; The cider and pills were continuing to keep me high. I felt so weak and willing, and so horny and warm. I looked at a hard-standing cock on my left and thanked my lucky star that I had been tricked by Leon