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Subject: A Summer Beach Tales Chapter 2 A SUMMER BEACH TALE: WRONG PLACE, WRIGHT TIME BY COLTON AALTO * This story is fiction. Any resemblance to actual events or living persons is coincidental. Personal experiences — images, events, memories, and words — flavor my writing, and while elements of this story may be (and often are) based on facts, the characters are entirely fictional. * Unprotected sex is depicted. In real life, be safe! Don’t gamble. * If it is illegal for you to read this story because of your age, location, or any other reason, don’t read it. * This work is copyright by the author. Commercial use without permission is prohibited. Please do not republish any part of this story without consent of the author. *** Please consider a contribution to Nifty to keep this forum healthy. Look for the `donate’ button on the home page. http://donate./donate.html Author’s Note: Let me know if you like the story. Hearing from readers is the main reason I post on Nifty. I try to respond to everyone. Email: ColtonAalto@. After finding himself at the wrong party and sucking Wright’s big black cock, Kobi was apprehensive about taking it up his ass. But the tall, muscular Black stud intended to fuck him, and even though it looked physically impossible for the hunk’s slab of fuk meat to fit in his hole, Kobi thought he was ready. But he wasn’t expecting the party to start quite so quickly… CHAPTER TWO: BOTTOMS UP My throat was throbbing from being stretched wide by Wright’s big black cock, but after he climaxed, I was still so enthralled by the massive meat that I continued making love to it. It slowly oozed a syrupy mixture of pre-cum and ball cream. Most of his jizz had fired into my stomach so I’d barely tasted it, but now I savored a few drops of his salty spunk, still fascinated with his foreskin and thick rod. The veiny monster was a powerful symbol of the stud’s masculinity that could have fit in a porn shoot. It was by far the biggest dick I’d ever touched, twice the length of mine and twice the thickness. With my small hand, I couldn’t wrap my fingers around the base. The pot brownies were totally working my brain, leaving me zoning in and out, feeling that I’d been worshipping Wright’s anaconda for hours… or minutes. I wanted to suck on the two-fisted shaft for days. While I continued slobbering on his dick, Wright ramped up his work on my ass. The first finger he’d inserted in me was joined by a second and then a third. My hole felt full and stretched but wasn’t hurting. I kinda started wriggling my butt, encouraging the tall, muscular Black stud to finger fuck me more. From one hole to the other, my body tingled, my head spun, and my hunger for his cock ballooned. “So little dude, you want this horse cock in your boi twat?” How much was due to dope and drink I don’t know, but I crossed from being fearful and apprehensive about taking Wright’s cock in my bum to hungering for it, bad. I pulled off his dick, stared into his eyes and said, “Yeah, fuck me!” He chuckled and tousled my hair. “Your eyes said that when you walked in the door. I’m gonna give you what you want, ponyboy. The best fucking is to blow a load down a dude’s throat and then add a second in his ass. Sperming a slut in both holes kinda shows him what he’s good for.” He punctuated the point by slapping his wet, semi hard slab of meat across my face five or six times, leaving behind slimy strings, then slid my swimsuit off my legs. “Time for you to ride this big black cock.” He’d never gotten completely soft, but I was still surprised that he was ready to go so soon after nutting. I wanted his dick, and it crossed my mind maybe I’d better get on with taking it in my ass before I changed my mind and reconsidered surrendering my boi hole. The good news is that he apparently would let me sit on his tool. Drew said whenever he took a big dick it helped if he rode the stud first because he could control how fast he got penetrated and spread his legs wide to open his hole farther. The love seat we occupied gave me plenty of room to split my legs apart, and while I was hungry to get fucked, in the back of my addled brain remained some considerable apprehension about taking Wright’s big snake. He greased his cock and my butt with some lube that he grabbed from a drawer in the end table while I contemplated climbing onto his big shaft. I was a rock climber, but I was about to climb onto a different type of rock. A rock-hard rod. The stud lifted me up and plopped me on his lap like a rag doll, his biceps bulging. His move brought home how much bigger than me he was. He was a foot taller and probably weighed twice what I did. And yeah, his cock was enormous. He aimed his slick pole at my hole and prodded my crack, searching for the entrance. I steeled myself for the pain. If Drew could take big dicks, I could take them. I’d bite my tongue and do my best to relax my ass. Anticipating my problem, Wright produced a bottle of poppers that he shoved under my nose. Taking a deep breath and sucking them in, I sat down gingerly as he pressed his cock against my anus, forcing the head inside me with a quick punch. His dick had invaded my hole, which was filled and open farther than it ever had been. But it wasn’t hurting. Of course, I’d only taken the head of the monster dong, the tip of the iceberg as it were. Wright’s dick slipped into me another inch, and I held my breath. There was plenty more cock to cum � pun intended � but so far, my hole took it without much complaining. Unless, of course, you count the frantic signals that it was stretched to the max gaziantep escort as complaining. Things were about to get more interesting. Wright apparently wasn’t in the mood for a slow entry. Maybe he never was. Grabbing my hips, he administered a quick, brutal upward thrust while forcing me down onto his tool. My eyes flew open in surprise as his entire fuk stick burrowed inside my boi pussy. I was filled with the manhood of a big Black stud. Me, the twinky, three-quarters sized dude, had the entire monster in my ass. I’d been prepared to scream my head off, but the pain… never came. My ass felt full � I mean, ready-to-bust full � but incredible. Weird. I’d struggled to get half of his fat cock down my throat, but the entire black snake sank into my butt with no problem. I was so happy and relieved that I exhaled and gasped, “Fuck yeah!” Wright laughed. “Yeah, you’re a ponyboy. You like that big black cock in your tight white boi pussy. Your tiny little ass doesn’t look big enough to take cock, let alone a black one, but it feels mighty good wrapped around my bone.” He may have thought my fuk chute felt mighty good, but I thought it felt amazing. The hunk had taken possession of me, filling me with a thick slab of meat, and in that moment, it crossed my mind that I’d be signing up for Drew’s size queen club. Apparently the three-quarters sized dude had a one-and-a-quarter sized asshole. Hell, from the size of Wright’s black anaconda, my hole had to be a one-and-a-half sized asshole. Go figure. Still not believing that the stud’s man meat was buried in my butt, I stared wide eyed at Wright and sucked in another lungful of poppers. My head spun and I felt incredible. I’d never cum hands-free, but I was perilously close. A couple of tugs on my prick would have done it. A couple of wriggles of my butt would have done it. Continuing to stare at the shirtless mountain of black muscle I was resting on might have done it. The magical moment shattered when Wright slapped my face, bringing me back to reality. “What are you doing, boy? You fucking ride that cock, don’t just sit on it!” Chastised and back to reality, I followed orders, lifting my butt up and dropping back down as Wright thrust his hips upward to meet me. My ass felt even more wonderful, and soon I was bouncing up and down on the stud’s big prick like I was on a pogo stick. I serviced the dude, skewering my bottom, working my prostate, and loving it. My own dick had been hard since before Wright first kissed me, and it still was, flopping up and down, slapping my flat stomach and Wright’s crotch as I rode the monster dick. It looked even tinier next to his bull cock, and he clearly wasn’t interested in it. I understood my job was to take care of his rod and not mine, so I resisted the urge to jack it, even when a drop of pre-cum appeared and then slowly turned into a string that flew in circles as I impaled my ass on Wright’s fuk stick. The house was insufferably hot, and in the heat, I was soon dripping in sweat, my long hair matted to my forehead and sending rivets down my back, where they mixed with the lube on Wright’s dong and made my ass even greasier. My hole felt like it was on fire from the friction of Wright’s kong dong splitting it, although maybe it only felt like that because that was the way my sunburned back felt. Wright’s huge hands were clamped on my butt cheeks, guiding me up and down. When I dropped all the way onto his cock, he ground it deeply inside me, invariably making me whine and moan. He grabbed my jaws, his hand dwarfing them, and pulled me toward him. His eyes were bright and alive as he stared at me, then smiled. “You’re a fucking slut for my cock. You like taking it, don’t you boy?” I more than liked it, I loved it. Dazed, I nodded. “What do you like about the big black cock inside you?” Um, where to begin? The size, hardness, veins. The head, shaft, dark color. The way it completely filled my hole. The way it felt sliding in and out of me. The way it occupied my boi butt in a masculine, uncompromising fashion. “Uh, everything. It’s beautiful.” He chuckled, slapped my face again, making it sting, laughed and slapped it again. “Fucking little whore! Ride that cock! Knock yourself out on it.” I responded immediately, lifting my butt up and slamming back down, enjoying the feel of Wright penetrating me and crushing my prostate. My little prick was rock hard, continuing to leak and bounce up and down in time with my efforts on the stud’s manhood. My previous experiences bottoming had been okay but only the result of a couple of kids messing around. I’d barely felt the dick that was smaller than mine. This was completely different. I had a bull cock inside me that was sending waves of pleasure through me. Maybe the lack of pain and the wonderful feelings were only the result of dope, booze, and poppers, but in that moment, I was totally into it. If I’d known how great it felt to have a kong dong inside me, I’d have been whoring it up with Drew all along, following him into the dunes and the trees, asking if his big-dicked daddies had friends, making it clear my ass was open and available. He’d told me I didn’t realize what I was missing, but now I did. Of course, the possibility remained that I was being spoiled by getting bonged by the best… I’d have worked myself to exhaustion riding the Black bull if he would have let me. But he was ready to change positions and take full control the fuck. My eyes widened as he stood up with me in his arms and his dick still imbedded in my hole. It was an impressive display of raw energy suriyeli escort and coiled power. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his torso, and he raised and lowered me over and over, using my own weight to impale my ass on his rod. It was like I was a portable fuck toy and he would just walk around the house with his cock plunged into me until it was halfway to my throat. To my disappointment, he lifted me off his rod and dropped me to the floor. I felt empty and hungry to be full of his man meat again. Standing next to him, it was even more apparent how much he towered over me. I had to rise to my tip toes to lick his big pec muscle. His sweat was tangy and salty, which only made me want to run my tongue over his whole body. What followed was somewhat a comedy of errors as Wright searched for a fuck position that would work; given our size differences, it wasn’t easy to line his big prong up with my boi butt. Doggy style on the floor didn’t work; he would have had to do the splits. I pleaded with him not to fuck me missionary style due to my sunburned back. Standing up was a comical mismatch. Putting me face down and ass up on the floor would have worked, but Wright didn’t like that option and I wasn’t keen on it either, given how dirty the threadbare carpet was. Plus, if the stud put the full weight of his huge, muscular body on top of me, my sunburned back would kill me, and I wasn’t certain I’d be able to breathe. Too bad one of Drew’s sand dunes wasn’t around. Wright resolved the dilemma by stretching me over two bar stools, ass up and face down. I wrapped my legs around the legs of one stool, which had the advantage of spreading my ass crack wide, and he regreased his shaft. He smacked my bare buns a couple of times, making them sting and causing me to gasp. “Yeah, you little slut whore. You live for dick, don’t you?” Well, no, given I’d only taken a cock in the ass a few times. But that might be changing now. He’d given me the poppers and I sucked in a big lungful as he lined up his dick with my hole. A couple of long seconds passed as the poppers took full effect. High on dope, time seemed to stop as my anticipation mounted. He wedged one of his long forearms into the small of my back and I flinched as the pain from my sunburn flared. I couldn’t lift up if I’d wanted to. I heard his raspy breath in my ear. “I’m gonna split your boi crack so far open that it’ll never be the same, little dude. You asked for it, begged for it, and you’re gonna take it. You’ll always remember the first time you got bred right.” He might have meant Wright; either way was sure to be memorable. Then in one quick and ruthless thrust, he penetrated me, jamming his rod all the way inside and taking complete possession of my boi hole. Despite his announcement of what was to come, I was taken aback; this wasn’t me carefully riding the stud, it was him in control and ready to destroy my hole if that was what it took to get off the way he wanted. In the split seconds that followed, I waited for the pain. But once again I didn’t feel any, only some discomfort at my hole being wrenched wide open. But nothing bad. Instead, his fuk stick raked my prostate as he entered me and it felt so good that I gushed, “YEAH! FUCK ME IN THE ASS!” “Whoa, boy! We can’t have you yelling your freaking head off. But I have a solution for that.” He pulled out, leaving my hole gaping open, and fetched something from the drawer in the end table. It was a ball gag. I blinked, not quite believing that I was seeing something in person that I’d only glimpsed on porn videos. But he forced my jaws open, crammed the red rubber ball into my mouth and attached the gag behind my head. “That’s better. Boy like you needs to be gagged when you’re getting bred like a whore. Ponyboy needs a bridle.” He apparently thought other precautions were necessary as well because he intertwined my arms in the bar stools’ legs and used a pair of handcuffs to secure them, then wrapped two leather cuffs around my ankles and tied them to the bar stools’ legs. I was trapped, unable to move, a raw hole waiting to be used. Wright hovered behind me, fisting his butt buster back into an erection and slapping my ass hard enough that it burned more than my sunburned back. It was probably even redder. “That’s a nice pink boi pussy. Like I said, it doesn’t look big enough to take a cock, let alone a big black cock, but your tight tush was made for it.” Once again, he lined his rod up with my hole � he had to squat down a little, even though I was on the bar stools � and rammed it inside me. My dick lurched with the force of his assault and for an instant I worried again that I’d cum hands-free. But the moment passed in a haze of ecstatic, dope, beer and poppers fueled pleasure. My boi butt was impaled on his big tool, filled with cock. I sighed, although through the ball gag it come out as a muffled hiss. He pulled out and slammed back into me, picking up where he’d left off and fucking my ass with deep, grinding thrusts. Wright ramped up his pace and intensity until he was brutally pounding my butt. Occasionally he thrust into me hard enough to move the bar stools. Helpless, I could only endure it, although I was loving it far too much to say I was only enduring it. Stoned, time came and went for me, and it was hard to tell whether the Black stud had been pummeling my twink twat for minutes or an hour. And then… the partygoers started to arrive. The front screen door swung open and two Black men strolled in. They laughed as they saw me gagged and tied over the bar rus escort stools and Wright ramming his bull cock into my ass. He wasn’t bothered in the least, continuing to buttfuck me and pausing only to exchange fist bumps with them. They made rude comments about me being a piece of fuck slut trash and wandered out through the kitchen and into the backyard. I was mortified. I didn’t think anything could deflate my cock while Wright boned me, but the sudden audience had caused it to swivel into a tiny, finger sized tool. It wasn’t long before four more men arrived � three Asian American muscle studs and a young, skinny, long-haired Latino, each shirtless and wearing leather harnesses. Smirking, they stopped to watch Wright pound my pussy, and the Latino dude asked, “Who’s your white whore, Wright?” “Kobi. Sweet little dick-loving ponyboy.” “Damn. He’s tiny.” The dude gave me a sneering look, grabbing his junk. “Your dick’s so far into him that he’ll taste your nut when you shoot. How is that ass?” Wright laughed, rammed his cock into me extra hard and ground it inside my guts, forcing my anus wide. “It’s incredible. Better than your skinny butt, Joaquin.” The Asian trio snickered, Joaquin glowered, and the group headed into the backyard, although one of the Asians lingered and returned. He said something to Wright that I couldn’t hear, and Wright replied, “Yeah, no problem, Jin.” The man then joined his friends. So it went for a good half hour. Groups of two, three or four men arrived, greeted Wright, and made snarky comments about his new white mini-whore, all while he fucked my boi pussy. He seemed to enjoy the attention and putting on a show. One Black dude grabbed my hair and pulled my head up, slapped my face and stared into my eyes before saying, “He loves it, Wright. I’d say this little dude is addicted to your fuk stick. How long you been breeding him?” “First time, but as good as his tight boi butt feels wrapped around my cock, it won’t be the last.” The man laughed and Wright rammed into me so hard that he practically knocked out my breath. I was left pondering the idea that Wright wanted to fuck me again, which kinda made me feel warm inside. Or maybe feeling warm inside was only result of the massive slab of manhood pummeling my boi hole. The flood of men arriving for the party slowed, and Wright must have decided he’d enjoyed my fuk chute enough for the time being and was ready to nut. He ramped up his pace, pulling his black python all the way out and then cramming it back inside me with ruthless thrusts, bashing my butt. He leaned over me, grabbing my hair, pulling my head back, and hissing in my ear. “Arch that back. Lemme all the way inside your boi pussy. I’m gonna bone it so hard that you’ll know you’ve been bred by the best.” The heat from his sweat streaked body was like a furnace hovering over me, and I felt drops of sweat splatter on my bare back. I thought he was all the way in, but I did my best to lift my ass and Wright responded by sinking into me so far that I was certain his dick reached a new part of my insides. “Yeah, that’s right. You know what your ass is good for.” My hole would be damn sore tomorrow or, for that matter as soon as I came down and sobered up. But for the time being I was getting off on being fucked, feeling the Black stud’s power and raw masculinity. I loved having his manhood inside me. It felt like it belonged there. Being bound and gagged only added to my excitement. Drew said he liked it when one of his daddies tied him up, and at the time I’d shaken my head, not understanding the allure. But now I sorta did. Well, yeah, I totally did. Wright could tie me up whenever the fuck he wanted. The dude’s furious pounding of my boi butt reached a climax, so to speak, and he pulled me backwards while slamming forward, yelling, “Fuck yeah, I’m cumming! I’m juicing you ass!” His nut cream flooded into me. And kept flooding into me. Every time I thought he was done shooting, his cock had another spurt. He leaned over me, making me flinch as my sunburned back complained. But his panting, sweaty body felt good on top of me, emphasizing his raw sex appeal in a way that went straight to my dick, which had revived after the audience disappeared and was almost painfully hard. He licked the sweat on my neck, then kissed it, nibbling on my ear, and using his tongue to play with my dangling earring. When he stood up, he growled, “You’re one hot piece of ass. Don’t look like you’d be shit to fuck, but that tight little twat of yours is the real thing.” I kinda felt happy about the compliment. He withdrew his softening slab of fuck meat, leaving my hole feeling empty, released the handcuffs and untied my legs. He pulled the ball gag out of my mouth but didn’t remove the leather cuffs from my ankles. I’d left of pool of slobber on the floor, but he didn’t care. I stood up, wobbly and dizzy but still mesmerized by the Black stud. His dick, now slick and semihard, dangled between his legs like an assault weapon. No way that enormous monster had been inside me. Except… it had been. My hole still tingled from the assault, and I had to squeeze my glutes to keep jizz from slithering down the backs of my legs. I’d been slam boned by a big dicked sex machine. TO BE CONTINUED… Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Let me know! Coltonaalto@ My other Nifty stories can be found in the author index (listed as Colton) using this link: https://www.//authors.htmlcolton. You can also locate them by searching for “Colton Aalto” using the Nifty Archive Search button, or by following this fty//authors.htmlcolton. I jump around in different Nifty categories, so you’ll find a bit of everything. Enjoy! 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