Amberton Portal 1//Jack Gay 1/Marco's House 3P/Jack's Anal Adventures/Jack deflowers Marco
Jack's towering gay lust was to fuck both of these cute little faggots, but the problem was, he also wanted to do a good job of it, and Gary didn't want to take Jack's big dick.
Jack thought about it for a minute, then said, "Ok, Gary, you know how to fuck guys in the ass. Tell me what to do, ok?"
Gary grinned and said, "You got it, buddy! Ok, first, Marco, you are gonna want to relax your asshole, okay? Come lay down on the back of the couch here, you're gonna love this, trust me...."
Jack watched as Gary led Marco up to the couch, and had the cute little Ethiopian boy lay down on his belly across the back of the couch. It honestly looked very comfortable, but Jack felt his breathing nearly stop as he almost choked on his overwhelming gay lust. He wanted to ram his long, fat cock up the cute little black boy's gorgeous ass to the hilt, but somehow, that didn't seem right.
Gary took some of the Blue Moon Anal Lube and gave Marco's little asshole a generous smear. To Jack's surprise, the boy's anal pucker was as black as the rest of his skin, a rich, gleaming ebony. As Gary lubricated Marco's tiny, virginal asshole, he was talking steadily.
"So, Jack, to do anal on a boy, the first thing is, the kid you're boning has to relax. HAS to relax. Just driving your dick in could hurt them, although if you use plenty of good lube, that's not too likely. But if their asshole hurts, they'll never let you buttfuck them twice. So, first, relax, then lube." As he talked, Gary slipped one of his slim fingers inside Marco's black asshole.
"Second thing, if your dick is big like yours is, you need to finger their ass first. You can also rim them out, if you want, but you must use fingers to get them loosened up and ready for that big old pecker to slip up in there." As he spoke, Gary was slipping his lube-soaked finger in and out of Marco's anal sphincter, making the black boy wiggle and gasp. Gary reached out and grabbed Jack's hand, squirted some more lube on it, and stuck Jack's fingers right next to his inside Marco's ass.
Jack was distracted by his very first feel of the inside of a boy's asshole. It was smooth, really smooth, but also sort of nubbly and squishy? Jack slid his finger in as deep as it would go and Marco yelped, and said, "Oh, god, is that your cock? Are you anal fucking me?"
Gary laughed and soothed the nervous virgin, "No, it's all right, just relax, it's going to feel really good soon."
Marco relaxed, and Gary said, "Ok, slip in a couple more fingers as he loosens up, and pay attention. A boy's prostate is the organ that holds cum and stuff, and the only way to touch it is from the inside of the asshole. As he's laying down on his belly, feel around, gently, for a little lump at the base of his cock, right next to where his balls are, and a couple of inches inside his asshole.
Jack felt around, and sure enough, there was a firm, round bump inside Marco's warm, slick anus. He said, "I feel it, sure."
"Ok, that's the place you want to hit to make him cum when you buttfuck him. Everything else inside there is sensitive, and it feels good, but if you just bang away at the gay love button in there, he will eventually come his fucking brains out."
"Really? That seems...almost like cheating." Jack was bemused. How many times had he spent an hour trying to find some girl's clitoris? This was easy! Gay sex was gonna be great!
"Oh, it really is. Oh, and you're pretty big. If you want to stick you dick way in deep, you should angle it a little off that way," Here, Gary gestured vaguely toward the right, "because the colon or something curves off that direction. It's not like a yucky old vagina, it's all curvy and fun like a homosexual roller coaster!"
Jack looked expectantly at Gary, who was watching Jack's big fingers slowly, sensuously, fingerfuck Marco's asshole. After Gary simply stared at him lubing up Marco's butt, Jack prompted, "So, is that it? What else?"
Startled from a lustful reverie, Gary looked up at the tall waiting teen, and said, "Oh! That's it! Stretch him out, lube him a LOT, fingerbang, buttfuck, big boys like you angle to follow the gay love rollercoaster, and most important, when you want him to cum, punch that prostate! It's tough, you can pound it like you hate it!"
Jack looked down. Marco's fantastic ass was wide-spread before him, the little boy's pucker actually gaping open from Jack's thorough lube-reaming. The inside of the boy's anal canal was a bright pink, swimming in lube.
Jack paused, taking a deep breath, then used two fingers to press at the base of his towering erection. He was so rock hard, even at his huge new size, that the pressure of a couple of fingers at the base of his rampant gay cock was enough to let him waggle the ponderous length of it around, like it was some sort of an adjustable anal probe.
Jack felt himself shaking, he was so excited, and he paused a second, the massive length of his soon-to-be anal attacker juddering with the force of his pounding heart. He blew a breath, then eased his dickhead closer to the boys warm, welcoming pucker. Gary was busy soothing and coaching the boy about how to take Jack's huge anal destroyer, but Jack was just...bemused.
Jack used the head of his cock to gently nuzzle Marco's tensely drawn-up balls, and then playfully stroked the cleft at the bottom of his cockhead down the boy's own good-sized dick. Which was, Jack realized, rock hard. Marco was apparently pretty excited to get his shit chute plowed by Jack's big white cock.
Jack then nuzzled his wide-flared cockhead up against Marco's anus, very lightly, and then sort of...settled the blunt tip of his rampant lust rod into the boy's gently accepting pucker. Jack paused again, to think about this.
Here he was. His cock was poised at the virgin rosebud of a young boy's rectum. All he had to do was rock his hips forward a few inches, and the boy would no longer be an anal virgin, and Jack would know, completely know, that he was indeed gay, and a pedophile to boot. He would transform into a buttfucking pedo fag, with a simple push of his aching, rock hard dick.
Did he want to do this? One simple push, and he'd be a genuine homosexual. There was no way to go back.
Jack paused, his cock shivering with his arousal and his pounding heart. His helmeted anal invader was rock hard, unflagging, eager to make him a faggot for the rest of his life.
This was the point of no return.
Jack looked at Marco, his pretty boy face turned back to look fearfully at the huge white cock that was poised to anally rape away his virginity forever. Jack looked at Marco's plump round ass, spread wide open for the inevitable corn-holing the boy was going to take from Jack's rock-hard pucker-pounder.
Jack took a deep breath, and slowly, luxuriating in the sensation, pressed his huge cockhead forward. The boy's asshole was remarkably stretchy, and in only a moment, Jack's entire blunt tip was nuzzled inside the boy's suddenly wide-spread asshole.
Gary was telling the black boy to relax, relax, and Jack leaned forward.
The head of his cock pressed forward, pressed forward, the ring of muscle around the boy's asshole stretching and widening, flaring wide and wider, the boy suddenly giving a sharp cry of pain...
With a physical 'Pop', the fat head of Jack's cock speared into the boy's rectum, and the resistance lessened. Jack gasped. So this was what it felt like to be gay. It was official, Jack was a buttfucking faggot.
Honestly, the boy's fudge gully felt really good wrapped tight around Jack's boy-fucking ramrod.
The black boy's rectum was still super tight, as tight as any pussy Jack had ever fucked, and it was hot and slick in there. Jack could feel the grippy walls of the boys asshole and rectum pulsing around the head of his veiny boy-reamer as the little black boy was trying his best to 'pump your asshole on that big fat dick, pump it, you little cock-crazy faggot, you know you love that cock in your asshole!'
At least Gary was having a lot of fun.
Jack shifted his footing and put one big foot up on the back the couch, so he had the ability to stroke his hips as much as he wanted, and he set about getting his gay buttfucking on.
Jack slowly slid ever more, and ever more, of his huge white sodomizer up Marco's tight little black asshole.
Jack got a little over half his huge boy-fucker up Marco's asshole and the first shudder of his gay lust rose up again.
Jack felt that awful tight twisting in his belly now, and lower down, in his own prostate, and in his balls and his dick, and all over the bottom of his belly, that aching, engorging pressure, like he was so full of gay boy-lust he was going to burst, his balls and dick popping like a party balloon animal in some cruel joke.
But he persisted, and he buried another inch of his gape-making ramrod up the cute little faggot's gagging turd garage, then another one, and then another inch. Jack slowly, steadily, taking almost five minutes, fucked his entire massive ass-reamer to the hilt up the little faggot's shitter, until Jack's big white balls draped all over Marco's desperately clenched little black ones, until Jack was grinding his pubic bone solidly onto Marco's ass, pinning the moaning child to the back of the couch like a butterfly pinned to a board. Jack paused there, flexing his long, thick, anal anointer deep up inside the boy's colon, stirring up the cute lad's guts, re-arranging his asshole to serve as a slutty sewer for Jack's heavy flood of semen.
And then, Jack started pulling out, almost as slowly.
Jack started, ever so slowly, deep-stroking the boys asshole, feeling every inch, drawing the heavy ridge of his rock-hard cock across the boy's love button, feeling the kid shiver and clench, his asshole and rectum massaging those few inches of Jack long, ponderous pedo-cock that were in that early part of his boypussy.
Jack deep-fucked Marco for a good hour, before he started to slowly, ever so slowly, feel an orgasm coming. He deep-stroked the boy a little faster, a little faster, and at the same time, pressed his cock down against Marco's little prostate. Jack laid down long, heavy strokes into the boy's overstuffed anal canal, his cum-laden balls slapping gently against the boy's own little round black nut-sack, keeping a steady pace, giving the little black boy's gagging asshole every inch of his weirdly huge cock over and over again.
Sure enough, after a few minutes of getting his prostate pounded by Jack's big cock, Marco was moaning and crying aloud, and then with a shudder, the little boy had a huge orgasm of his own, his anus and rectum and colon clenching uncontrollably around Jack's pink-probing penis.
As Marco's virgin ass shuddered with his first ever gay-gasm, Jack grunted. The feeling of the little boy orgasming around his rock-hard cock was the last straw, driving Jack into his own orgasmic bliss. Jack thrust harder and faster, his massive ass-reamer bedding down hard up Marco's asshole, and growled out, "Fuck! I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum up a boy's asshole."
Marco only whimpered, his mind still blown by his own orgasm and the feeling of Jack's massive ivory tower reaming his ass wide open. Gary said, "You want to cum on him?"
"Nggh. Hell no, I'm gonna creampie this ass, deep and proper." Marco shivered and gave a weak protest. Jack hunched down, hovering over the boy's slim form, and growled huskily in his black ears, saying, "Oh yeah, I'm gonna buttfuck you until you come your brains out, and then I'm gonna come right up your ass. I'm gonna squirt you full of my hot, creamy, spunk. Nngh! You're gonna feel how gay boys feel when a real stud fuuuuuugggghhhh....."
Jack's orgasm was awesome, his hips quivering as he unloaded a torrent of his fertile manly merchandise up the boys gagging poop chute, over and over, huge ropes and gobbets of his thick, creamy sperm slathering Marco's guts full of the bigger teen's gay lust.
But again, despite the intensity of his mind-shattering gay orgasm, Jack felt some release, but not much, not much at all. Not nearly enough release to leave him spent. It was his second orgasm of the morning, and he was still just....antsy with the need to fuck. Something was definitely wrong.
Jack caught his breath, Marco panting beneath him, and then slowly, slowly, pulled his huge gay cock out of his little gay cum dump. Jack watched, trepidation in his heart, as six inches of his glistening white cock slid free of the boy's asshole, then eight inches, then nine inches....
Then ten inches, before the still-swollen cockhead reluctantly popped free from its cozy anal burrow.
Jack stared down past his rippled, sweaty belly, breathing hard, to where his even more massive cock juddered ponderously, still fully erect, and wondered what the hell was going on.
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