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Mr. Black And Marshall
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)

***

Mr. Black pays a surprise visit to a boy who is younger 
than he pretends to be. (Mb, ped, nc, 1st-gay-expr, 
mast, oral, anal, huml, blkmail, ws)

***
 
It was one of the last days of summer before school 
would start. Thirteen year old Marshall wasn't anxious 
to begin classes again. He loved the lazy days of 
summer. Once his mom was off to work, he would wander 
around the house dressed only in his underpants. He 
would throw a boner almost at once and not lose it for 
most of the day. 

He never went to the computer in the morning, because 
once he sat down with his hard pecker and started 
surfing for porn, the whole day would fly by. He 
disciplined himself to not go to the computer until 
after lunch. So in the morning, he walked around with a 
leaking thirteen year old pecker. 

He usually jerked his boy fuck-meat three or four times 
a day in summer. Jerked off that is. He jerked it 
constantly. He was always playing with himself, one 
hand shoved down inside his briefs as he watched TV. 
What got him excited? Everything. The cool guys and 
gals on American Idol, MTV, reality shows with half 
naked people, he knew fully well that he was turned on 
by both guys and gals, which was cool to Marshall.

All afternoon and in the evening too, when his mom 
would go out on a date( Marshall's mom and dad were 
divorced) Marshall would sit at the computer and frig 
his swollen leaking dick until is shot loads of boy 
spunk all over the keyboard. Marshall even tried to 
imagine the dicks on his mom's boyfriends. He thought 
about them fucking, and it turned him on. He also loved 
to think about young brides and grooms fucking on their 
marriage night. For some reason that really got him 
dripping.

Marshall was a very cute, but very shy quiet boy. He 
didn't have a lot of close friends. There were some 
guys from school he played video games with and went to 
the movies with, but not much else. He was what you 
might call solitary. He spent a lot of time with his 
dirty sex thoughts. He had even written fan letters to 
some of the porno writers on the internet. 

He told them he was eighteen. He loved to get mail from 
guys who wrote such disgusting filth. It make his small 
young prick quiver and tremble. It made his nuts rise 
up in the compact round hairless young sack, that was 
still as soft as velvet.

It was mid-morning and Marshall was playing with his 
dick while he watched some hot college dudes on "The 
Price is Right" television show. One of the college 
contestants had a huge lump in his jeans, and Marshall 
was trying to imagine the size of the guy's fuck-meat. 
The doorbell rang!

"Who the fuck is that?" Marshall wondered, pushing his 
hard leaking prick down inside his briefs and looking 
around for his shorts. He slipped on his baggy tan 
shorts and on big boy bare feet ambled to the door. The 
bell rang again.

"I'm coming!!" He yelled out in a thin high boy voice, 
not yet deepened by full teenage puberty. Marshall was 
still developing. His chest was thin and very pretty if 
you like thirteen year old boys.

He opened the door. There stood a very handsome middle 
aged man, with a cranberry colored silk shirt, tan 
trousers and expensive Italian sandals.

"Marshall? I was in the neighborhood, and I thought I 
would stop by. You wrote to me on the internet. You 
said you liked the stories about me."

"Who are you?" Marshall asked, his throat suddenly dry 
and his voice at an even higher pitch than before.

"I'm Mr. Black. May I come in?"

"I, ugh... I'm not supposed to let anyone in the house 
when my mom isn't home."

"Would you rather I contact your mom at work then, to 
tell her about what you do on the internet?"

"Huh?"

"You lie about your age, and you write to homosexual 
men and you read really perverted stories about teenage 
boys who are forced to suck the cocks of dogs. Do you 
think your mom would like to hear about that?"

Marshall felt his entire world drop into his bare feet. 
It was like his stomach dropped to the floor.

"Ah, oh God, ah, why do you wanna tell her? I was just 
fooling around."

"I don't want to tell her. I want to talk to you. But 
if you won't allow me to come in to talk to you, then I 
will tell her." Mr. Black smiled.

"Ah, okay, Come in. Jeez, please Mister, don't tell 
her. I was just surfing and fooling around. All the 
guys look at porno."

Mr. Black entered the cool shade of the kitchen. 
Marshall backed away.

"Yes, Marshall, most boys your age jerk their cocks to 
internet porn. But most of them don't write to the 
authors, pretending to be cock hungry eighteen year 
olds. Your writing told me you were much younger. How 
old are you really?"

"Thirteen."

Mr. Black's smile broadened. "Perfect. My, my, what a 
pretty little boy you are. Your face is quite 
beautiful.

And I love your smooth, young, still undeveloped body. 
Here is what is going to happen, Marshall. I am going 
to fuck you. I am going to give you your first sexual 
experience. I am going to fuck you in the mouth and in 
the ass.

I had an appointment about an hour and a half away, and 
suddenly I thought to myself, "I need a good fuck. My 
dick is really horny today. I need to fuck some nice 
virgin boy ass." So I looked through my files and found 
you.

I thought you were a bit older, but I am delighted that 
you are such a fine young unused piece of ass-cunt."

"Please, Mister, I don't want to do no sex. I never did 
sex. I'm too young."

"You were not too young to write really filthy letters 
to me about my stories. You are not to young to have 
dick leak staining your underpants and shorts."

Marshall looked down, and sure enough, the front of his 
tan shorts was stained dark with leakage from his teen 
pecker.

"No, I was, that isn't, I mean..." Marshall grew very 
red.

"You were playing with your dick, like most boys your 
age do in the morning, and afternoon and evening. And 
now you are going to have your first sexual experience. 
Why don't we start by you sitting up on the kitchen 
table and taking off your shorts and underpants?"

A tear formed in Marshall's right eye. A single tear. 
He was a big boy.

He didn't cry much any more. "Please, I don't want to."

"Would you rather I went to see your mother with your 
emails?"

"Oh God no, she'd..."

"She would probably turn you over to the police and 
you'd be sent to a reform school for a few years. 
People don't look lightly at internet porn these days. 
Now what's it going to be? I don't have much time. This 
is a rented car, and I want to move on. Get up on the 
kitchen table and take off your pants and underpants."

Marshall's brain was in a daze. "What, what are you 
going to do to me?" He piped, his voice growing even 
weaker. Now he sounded like a little boy.

"I already told you. I am going to make you suck my big 
fat dick and then shove it up inside your asshole and 
turn your boy shit-hole into a pussy. And if your hole 
isn't clean, if there is shit on my dick, well then, 
you are going to have to lick my dirty dick clean. Now 
you have ten seconds to get your shorts off, or I go to 
your mother at work with your emails. Or maybe I should 
just go right to the police."

Marshall yelped like a wounded puppy. He raised his 
slender ass and slipped off his baggy shorts. He sat 
there on the tale in jut his underpants, looking very 
frail and frightened.

"Holy fuck you are beautiful. Too bad I can't stay and 
fuck you for about a week. I could turn you into a real 
cock slob. Okay big boy, take off the panties and show 
me the goodies."

Thirteen year old Marshall with a look of terror on his 
sweet young face, slid off his underpants and sat bare 
assed naked on the kitchen table for this stranger to 
examine him.

"Just kick those undies onto the floor. We'll use them 
later to sop up the spilled jizz and ass juice and 
blood if there is any. Now spread your legs and show me 
your balls and dick and pussy."

Marshall was shaking so badly the table was making a 
squeaking sound. He spread his young legs to show the 
man his dick and nuts and ass.

"This is going to be a tight fuck. I can see that 
already. Get up on hands and knees so I can see your 
hole better."

Marshall got on his hands and knees, sticking his ass 
globes out toward Mr. Black. Mr. Black took a boy ass 
cheek in each hand and spread the kid to show his 
puckered ass-cunt better.

The kid made a kind of whimpering sound. "Pleeeese! 
Please Sir, don't do this."

"Too late kid, you are really cute and my dick is rock 
hard. I am probably going to hurt you a lot today. Your 
asshole is really tiny, like the pucker of a nine year 
old. I'll work the hole a bit with my fingers before I 
actually fuck you, but it's till going to hurt bloody 
hell. You are also so cute, that I will most likely 
want to hurt you in some other ways too. You know, work 
over your nipples, burn your nut-sack with cigarettes, 
stuff like that. You don't have a dog, do you?"

"No," the boy's voice was only a whisper now.

"Too bad, I love to see a young boy fucked by a big 
dog. It is one of my very favorite things in the whole 
world. Look at the experience this way. There will 
probably be a story written about you, and hundreds of 
faggots will beat their meat reading about you taking 
your fist dick up the ass. I am thinking now, I may 
piss on you too, this whole thing may take longer than 
I thought. Your sweet face would look so cute covered 
in piss. 

"I've changed my mind, I am not going to fuck you here. 
I want to fuck you on your mom's bed. If I remember 
correctly, you told me you have not got a dad. Well, 
think of me as your Dad! For today anyway. And we are 
gong to go to your mom's bedroom and I am going to get 
naked and show you my almost nine inch dick, and then 
we are going to get into you mom's bed together and I 
am going to kiss and lick your pale, smooth young body 
and you are going to kiss and lick my dick and balls 
and asshole. And then I am going to fuck my dick balls 
deep into your ass, and fuck your brains out. We are 
going to cover your mom's bed with spit and drool and 
cum and ass slime and blood.

"We are going to be lovers for one whole day. I am 
going to pinch and twist your young tits, and snap your 
balls, and slap your sweet ass and maybe even take a 
belt to you If you are a good boy and learn how to suck 
dick really well, I may not have to break any of your 
bones. Are you scared, Marshall? That's good. 

"Remember the boys in my stories are always scared. And 
with good reason. Its pretty traumatic to get a huge 
dick fucked into your tiny little ass, turning it into 
a cunt. After I get through with you, you are going to 
be hanging around the high school all the time, looking 
for high school seniors to fuck your little ass-pussy. 

"The internet will no longer be enough for you. You 
will need real dick, four or five times a week. It's 
all you are going to think about from now on. Think of 
yourself as a virgin bride on her wedding night, about 
to taste the groom's fat dick for the first time. What 
do you say, Marshall? Are you ready?"

What could Marshall say? The naked boy gave Mr. Black 
his hand and led the way into the bedroom where he was 
to receive his very first ass-fucking.

To be continued?

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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