Lonewolf

Simple as Black and White

For all the sunshine it was still a cool day. Late in the morning a squad of boys was running a few last football drills on a neatly groomed playing field. This was just try outs for the fall season. Coaches blew whistles, herded the three dozen or so boys under a big shade tree. Each coach had a clipboard and they huddled for a few minutes comparing notes. The kids all in the 9 to 12 age bracket were mostly tired now and relaxed in the stiff breeze.

Shortly the head coach began calling off names. Names of boys who were on the team and did not have to show for the last day of tryouts. Tommy was eleven and knew he was on. Having played last year he was the star offensive lineman. Short and pudgy he was strong and could lay a hard block on anyone. Tommy had blond hair starting to get shaggy, he knew he needed to cut it. Sitting next to him was this new kid J. A nine year old black boy also build wide and low to the ground. The two boys hit it off at once after they were placed next to each other on the offensive line.

Both J and Tommy heard their names and were glad to not be forced to come back Friday. After a pep talk by the head coach the tryouts broke up. Some kids piled into a couple of mini vans, a few pedaled off on bikes. Some more waited for rides to arrive. One coach drove off with three boys who lived near him. Tommy and J were in walking distance and used the shoe leather express. A block from the practice fields they see a girl with blond hair, a teenager with nice curves. "Like to bang her." J says. Tommy nodded. The younger boy was vocal about sex but only in front of certain people. Most of the football team had heard of Greg's adventure in the van with Cinnamon. The guy could not keep his mouth shut after swearing Tommy not tell a soul. Tommy had to verify everything which pissed him off. Now everyone will think Cinnamon is a slut Tommy figured. Course they probably never see her again considering where she lives. Still Greg should have kept his mouth shut.

J heard about the whole thing and bragged on about a hot blond teen he had scored with six months earlier. Tommy was not sure if he believed it. Of course it was true. "Anything to get a nut off. Would not care if it was guy either." Damn J could yak on about sex, Tommy thought. After another couple of blocks the two stopped for a few minutes to rest on a bus stop bench. At least it was in the shade. J went on about getting a blow job and Tommy noticed up the street walking away from them was that teen boy he and Greg had worked over then fucked him [see Two versus One]. Tommy pointed at the teen for J to see. "He's gay. Bet you could make him blow you."

"Really," said J. "I have some time."

Tommy got off the bench. "Follow me and we can get ahead of him." The two trotted off. They ran through a few back yards jumped a fence and got ahead of the unsuspecting teen. Once at the end of a hedge row Tommy told J what to do. "You get up there, and jump out. I'll stay here get behind the kid and grab him. You give him a couple of good punches and we take him through the woods. There is an old barn we play in once in a while. You can do what ever you want." Then Tommy told J about the wrestling with and using a sleeper hold to knockout the teenager. J nodded and smiled, then moved twenty feet to be in position.

They only had to wait a few minutes before the teen walked into the boys' trap. J popped out on cue and surprised the teen, "Looks like a piece of gay meat to me." The teen stopped so fast his feet got tangled and he nearly fell. Tommy stepped right in behind and grabbed the teen's arms and pulled them behind his back. The teen knew what was going to happen now. It only took a few seconds for Tommy to secure the older boy's arms and give J an easy target. The black boy stepped into his first punch and landed a solid punch to the teen's stomach. The second punch, a left thumped the kid even more. J put a lot into both hits and was rewarded with a gasping and limp teenager. Tommy pulled the boy off the sidewalk and behind the hedges.

J looked around quick and did not see anyone watching. He ran a few steps to catch up with Tommy who was having a hard time with the teen. The kids legs kept collapsing because of J's fists. J took one arm and Tommy the other and they hustled the teen into the woods. Once out of sight they gave the kid a chance to recover. The teen on his knees in the dirt, clutching his belly with one arm and holding the other out. "Look I'll suck you but don't hurt me." The teen squeaked. The younger boys hoovered over the teen in a very intimidating fashion. Glaring down, hands on their hips. The teen coughed twice, tried to look as meek as he could. The two football players figured they had cowered the the boy enough.

"Get up." Tommy ordered. The teen had heard that tone of voice before. "Hands behind your back." Tommy had seen a bit of cord on the ground and picked it up for this. The teen hung his head and crossed his wrists behind his back. Tommy quickly looped the cord around the wrists and tugged it hard then knotted the thing. "Walk this way." Tommy motioned. J just watched seeing the teen take orders from a younger kid was a turn on as J was discovering. After a hundred yards or so they broke out of the woods and into the edge of an overgrown field. A dark stained barn was barely 20 feet [5 m] from the woods. The three trooped up. Tommy looked inside. "All clear." He pronounced. The two, pushed the one into the old barn.

It was little more then a glorified tool shed. Racks for tools on the walls. A bench, horse tack leather gear hanging from one wall. It was in surprisingly good condition. "Sit on the bench." Tommy told him. Then he took off the teens shoes. "Be hard to run with no sneakers on." The pudgy blond boy explained. J nodded approvingly.

J wanted to take control a bit more. "Let's use the rope to tie around his neck and toss over that beam. Then he'll have to stand up and I can practice my body shots." J liked boxing. They took the rope tied one end into a noose and made the teen stand up. He tried to to make a break but both younger boys expected it and grabbed the teens arms. J laid one quick punch to the kid's gut for more co-operation. The teen let them pull him back under the rafter beam. J put the noose on a little tight and flipped the loose end over the ceiling beam. He pulled it tight so the kid had to stand up straight or get choked. Then J tied it off on a peg.

After that Tommy had to leave. "I told my mom I'd be right home after practice. Going to spend ten days with my dad and need to pack and everything." J was a little disappointed but knew he would have a good time with this white boy to play with, and he had all afternoon. After Tommy left the teen's fear grew. J could plainly see it in his eyes, the nervous way he folded and bit his lip. The fear was almost gratifying. "Don't worry kid you'll be alright." J told him. Then he stepped closer and threw a punch to the boy's mid-section. A second later another punch cut into the teen's unprotected stomach. Then a rapid fire series of punches came from the black dynamo and all aimed at the kid's middle. The tiny black fists felt like a battering ram, smashing repeatably into the yielding white flesh. The teen tried to tighten his ab muscles and resist the attacks. J's punches came in so hard and fast they had already conquered the ab muscles and were working the diaphragm.

J recalled his uncle telling him the diaphragm controls the breathing, so if you control it, you control your opponent. Little black fists flashed in like lightning buried themselves in the vulnerable teen. It did not take more then a dozen stabs and J had punched all the wind from the teen. The kid sagged heavily but stayed upright lest the rope choke him.

J was a bit on the short side but with a very beefy build. He looked more like a wrestler then a boxer. Stubby thick tree trunk size legs, a barrel shaped chest and hulk like shoulders all bespoke of a wrestler. J had been boxing for a year now, taught occasionally by his uncle. In his first fight he caught his opponent with a left, right combination the to stomach. The air whooshed out of his lungs and the kid grunted from the blows. For J to feel his fists bite deep into someones belly was the most fun.

This kid was such a tempting target. Tied like a punching bag. But J knew he'd kill the teen if he kept on punching. He took the kids chin in one hand. The white teen closed his eyes like he was going to get hit in the face. "You want more of this you dumb bitch?" J asked. The kid whimpered a no. J slapped the kid a few times in the face, but not too hard. Mostly intimidation slaps. "That's right bitch your all mine. Let's start with you sucking my dick." The defeated boy nodded almost thankfully.

J took a step back and untied the rope from the peg gave it a few feet of slack and then retied the rope. The teen sank to his knees without having to be told. J smiled he liked that. Stepping closer the nine year old took off his shirt and dropped his shorts. He reveled a breath taking powerful body. Perfectly proportioned the boy was thick all over, and with much less fat then a first glance might suggest. Within a few seconds all the white teen could see was J's wrinkled black cock being pushed into his face. "Open up bitch." Placing one hand under the kid's chin and the other on the back of his head gave the pre-teen absolute control. Opening his mouth J stuffed his soft cock inside. "Suck it you slut. Get me nice and hard." J bobbed the teen's head back and forth an inch or so several times imitating what he had seen in porno videos. Now his dick was getting hard.

It took but a minute for the black cock to reach its full dimensions. It like the rest of J was short but very thick. Almost the size of a Jimmy Dean sausage. The kid's eyes were not the only thing getting wider. In a minute they would not be the only thing watering either. The fat dark cock stretched the boy's lips as far as they had ever been. The boy's jaw was jacked open by it's girth. Half the dick had been wedged inside but J wanted to feed it all in. The teen's own watering mouth helped the black boy sink another inch of cock by adding lubricant. "Yeah just a little more bitch, now swallow." J pulled with both hands on the back of the teen's skull while his hips drove forward. Swallowing when told made it easy for the boy to insert his entire cock. The teen's lips were now wrapped around the base of black dick. The enormous thickness made the teen dizzy. Then J started fucking him in the mouth. Pulling his hips back a few inches he then rammed his black cock back down white throat. It only took a couple of thrusts before the boy began to bob his head rhythm to J's hips. Surrendering his white flesh to the black boy. "That's it bitch suck my fat cock. Let me fuck that slutty white throat. or yours." J was making sure the teenage lips reached the base of his cock with every thrust by pulling his head in. The exhausted Teen could barely stay on his knees, with two black arms yanking his head the kid was forced to deep throat the nine year old black cock.

Relentlessly J rammed his cock fully into the teen's gaping mouth. The tip of the black dick had pried open wide the boy's throat and now raped it. The kid's throat had been to stretch itself wider to accommodate the cock's huge girth. The torpedo shaped cock head pounded on the back of the teen's mouth. The rock hard and fat shaft pinned the boy's tongue to the bottom of his mouth. Brutally the nine year old fucked the older boy. Using his dick like a battering ram J explored every part of the teen's mouth and throat. After a minute the smooth cock began to slide in and out more easy, as the teen's throat became more willing. J felt the strength growing inside his young body and reveled in the ease with which he had crushed a high school er. Enjoying his dominance J sped up his fucking. "That's it bitch suck it all in, help me bust a nut in your mouth." J could feel his balls getting tighter and knew he was close to cumming.

As he was about to cum J pulled out his cock and stroked it twice. A heavy load sprayed from his dark cock right into the teen's mouth. A second later an even bigger load of sperm followed the first. Amazed and stunned at the huge volume of cum the youngster shot dazed the teen and he gagged on his cum filled throat. "Swallow you stupid bitch." J yelled and stuffed his dick back in the white boys mouth. He had seen that in a smut movie once. Thrusting his cock deep J put a third load directly into the boy's stomach.

"Gulp that all down slut. Your the black boy's bitch now. Suck it all in, eat my cum." The teen swallowed desperately trying to get it all down. The rapid constriction of the teen's throat muscles also squeezed and pulled on the ultra sensitive head of J's cock. The sensation caused the black cock to shoot another jet stream of hot cum filling the throat once more. The boy gagged again, the pre teen cock was pumping cum in faster than the kid could swallow.

J's strong arms held the teen's head in a vice like grip. They made sure the boy's lips were at the root of his cock. And still the black hips were moving from side to side angling to get more dick in. "Choke on this." He said harshly. Black balls unleashed a fifth load on the overwhelmed teen. The boy's throat was in a losing battle with J's dark cock. The nine year old's orgasm was drowning the teen in cum. This was way better than jerking off J thought.

The teen could scarcely breath, his moth and throat were so fully packed. The boy tried to swallow and clear an air passage but the more he swallowed the more he milked J of cum. The coup d-gras was a final wad J pumped into the kid. The load backed up in the kid's throat and filled his mouth. A few drops dribbled passed his lips and ran down his chin. The pre teen just smiled. "Bet it tastes good." J laughed.

It was all too much, the rock hard impossibly thick cock, load after load of cum. It was more than the teen could take. All that dense cum clung to, and caked up on J's fat dick. The sperm acted like a gasket and clogged up the tiny space between J's cock and the throat wall. The exhausted white body deprived of oxygen quickly submitted.

Tied and on his knees the boy was helpless to stop what was happening to him. Having finished cumming J pulled back, walked around behind the kid's teetering body. J removed the noose from the weaken boy. Then replaced it with his thick arms. Wrapping up the kid's neck was so easy with him being on his knees, and arms tied. J curled his right arm around the neck and took hold of his left bicep then put this left hand behind the kid's head and squeezed. "Tommy told me how he had done this to you before. It sounded so hot I just have to try it. Nightly night bitch."

J tightened his arms securing the teen's head, locking on the sleeper hold. The defeated white teen could hardly struggle against the nine year old. J felt the strength welling up inside his young frame, while he felt the teen getting weaker. "Just let it happen bitch, shhh." The grade school er squeezed harder compressing the neck. J's black muscles surged with power, showing complete dominance over the white boy. The older boy slowly slide to the floor as J's arms choked off any resistance. Keeping a tight grip J followed the kid's body to the ground.

The teen's body jerked then stiffened before it went limp. J's big biceps were too much for the high school er. Broken by the black powerhouse the teen stopped struggling and submissively let himself get choked out. J felt the life drain away from the boy's body, then it became dead weight. J let him fall to the floor. Still hard and horny the young conquer put one foot on the boy's back and stroked his cock several times to get out the last dew drops of cum. J let the cum dribble on the teen's back while feeling exalted over his victory.

The afternoon was still young and so were the sexual participants. J left the crumbled up teen lay on the dirty floor while he sat naked on the small bench and rested for a moment. This was so cool, to have some white kid just servicing him sexually. J's mind was rapidly coming to the conclusion that he was a dominating type. He liked ruling people sexually, if it was sixteen year old Kelly or this kid. Seeing that submissive look in the eye and glaring it down even more. This kid was a natural subbie, he thought. Which is nice but J liked the breaking aspect, of getting resistance and destroying it. Seeing the fire in the persons eyes then snuffing it out swift and sure. Seems Tommy had already done it to this kid. There was a mystery there.

Taking a last deep breath J got up and went to the still sleeping teen. He stirred the kid with his foot, then bent over and slapped him a few times in the face lightly. The older boy came around, shook his still swimming head. The cum taste still very fresh in his mouth. "Yo bitch we're not done yet. You can sleep later." J chuckled. He gave a boy another minute to collect himself. Then helped the kid up by the hair. With arms still tied the boy's balance was not good at all, J had to steady the kid. "Come on over to the bench." J directed the teen over to the heavy wooden bench. "I'm going to tie your ass to the bench and fuck you good. That's OK isn't it?" The boy nodded, like it made a difference. "Good I'm going to untie you, don't run." J stressed the last two words. "Then take off your clothes."

Getting use to the orders of younger kids the teen lifted his shirt over his head. Then unsnapped and pulled down the fly on his pants. Sitting bare ass down on the bench he slide the pants off leaving just his socks on. J began to laugh and pointed at the shriveled up white dick. "Your name Guido, cause your dick could fuck a mosquito." J laughed again. "You couldn't make my pet canary cough. How'd you while people take over the world with such little pricks?" The teen did not answer but figured it had something to do with brains. J went on for a few minutes poking fun at the white weenie. The boy got more ashamed as the nine year old continued. Degraded, naked, humiliated. "Heard whites were tiny but damn, kid. You don't HAVE to make me laugh." J broke into an old pop song.

It was an itsy bitsy, tinny weenie
pink and red, white boy peenie
That she wore for the last time today

Laughing while talking J said, "God kid if I did not want to take your ass I'd go on all day. Now flip over and lay on your stomach." J got harsh again. The boy obeyed and spun himself around and down on the bench. His belly lay flat on the cool wood surface. Working fast the kid took four thick leather straps that were hanging from the wall and proceeded to wrap them around the the teen's torso. One strap was placed around the boy's waist, the second a little higher up. All the straps would would run under the bench binding the teen down. The last two straps J laid out in an X pattern running over the kid's shoulders pinning him down completely.

The black leather horse straps contrasted nicely with the teen's white skin. The heavy straps were and inch wide, a quarter inch thick and five feet long. A heavy brass buckle on one end and two dozen notch holes running most of the length. Once the white flesh had been restrained by black strength the nine year old stepped back to cheek his handy work. J decided to tighten all the straps a notch or two. The boy lay with his arms and legs dangling off the sides of the bench waiting for J to bind them to. J unbuckled the strap around teen waist then pulled as hard as he could on the end. The black leather dug into the boy's white flesh across his lower back. By using the buckle like a pulley the young muscles multiplied its leverage, three notches slipped past. J reset the buckle thus tightening the kid's bondage considerably.

J did the same with the other straps. The young boy was able to tighten each strap at least two notches. Bound like this the teen could hardly move. His stomach and chest pressed flat and constricted my black leather. Next J took some rope and tied the boy's wrists and ankles to the four legs of the bench. Now only the knees had any play at all and with another length of rope J looped it around the knees and stole that last bit of movement from the teenager.

The younger boy had totally immobilized the teen. The black leather helped add to the air of black supremacy and domination over white. Had he not choked the older white boy out with his strong limbs. The nine year old's eerie self confidence communicated itself to the strapped teen. J sat down straddling the bench with his cock tantalizingly out of reach of the boy's mouth.

"Say you're the black boy's bitch." The kid now so intimidated by the black youth repeated J's words. Grabbing the hair on top the kid's head J lifted up till he looked right into his eyes. Only surrender was in the teen's eyes, only fear in the pale face. "So slut you want to suck more black cock?" J slid in a bit so he could use his cock to slap the teen face. "Ever had a piece of dark meat rip that ass in two?" The kid shook his head. "Beg for it then." J's cock which had never really gone soft was smacking the teen in the face repeatedly. "Beg for it you bitch." J ordered loudly. The grade school er was toying with the teen, breaking his confidence. After a minute the boy's pleas turned to begging and groveling before the dark cock. Sliding forward J feed his cock into the other kid's mouth. "Suck it good, Show how much love it." The boy sucked and nuzzled his cheek against the hard dick. J slide in a little closer letting the teen coat his cock with a healthy amount of spit. Once at max hardness J got up walked around to the white behind on display. "You know for a white guy your ass is not bad." While it was not as sexy as Kelly's, it was a round bubble butt and no doubt tight as hell. Just as J was about to fuck the kid he realized how bad this punk was going to scream once the thick dick was rifling his ass. J took the kids own tee shirt and used it to gag the boy.

Then he slapped the white ass a few times, saw it turn a light reddish hew. Time to take the plunge J figured. "Just relax, Mr big is gonna take care of you." J laughed and pushed the head of his cock to the kid's crack. Spreading the butt checks J saw the puckering pink ring of teenage butt. Without hesitation he leaned into the begging slut. His dick dripping with spit slipped right in. The first of many cries of the boy began. J used a lot of muscle and all his weight to get passed the tight hole. He was glad the bitch was gagged with all the moaning and carrying on. White flesh fought the black bonds and lost. The leather straps had been fashioned for a horse and were beyond the teen strength by such an order of magnitude as to make him helpless for J's sexual onslaught.

Once his cock was halfway in J jammed the rest home and pressed his hips against the soft yielding ass that belonged to him. The white butt trembled and vibrated. "That's it cunt, keep my dick nice and warm." J instructed the teen. Leaning into the ass J would feel the twitching and pulling of the teenage trying to escape the bondage. A few times the bench itself wobbled from the intense struggle of bondage vs boy. The kid had not looked strong but J was happy he used so much rope and leather to restrain the kid.

Next J started his fucking in earnest. Pulling back a few inches then jamming his cock home. The tight white rear became more pliable as he screwed the teen longer. After a minute the fit was perfect. The yells and cries morphed into moans of pleasure for the submissive. Almost bouncing his hips on the teen J banged his bitch. A few times his cock came out of the boy, but J slid it right back in and maintained his humping. Talking shit the whole time J rode the kid hard verbally and physically. The ride was a long one. Having cum just minutes ago the black boy had great staying power now. J used every angle to screw teen ass. He smacked the kid's butt a hundred times with his hands turning it a deep red color. Eventually the arousal and stimulation of the fucking would get to nine year old. Seeing the teen twist his head from side to side, the white ass rippling from the pounding. Ah youth, it renews itself so quickly. J began to nut again. He jumped the teens ass and squeezed his cock in to its root. Now it was the dick vibrating as it squirted. "Yes bitch," The teen's back arched as best it could. J's hands held the other kids hips in a death grip while he deposited his sperm. "You're lucky you can't get pregnant or I'd of just knocked you up."

The younger boy held his position for a minute to let every last drop dribble out of the black cock and into the teen. Then withdrew and laid on the hardest slap he could. The breathing by both boy's was heavy. J stepped back and filled his lungs, then laughed at his bitch. It took the teen longer to get his wind back. The leather straps were so tight they constricted the boy's stomach and prevented him from any deep breathing. "Wow, that was a double nut in you."

Now being satiated J figured it was time to let the bitch go. He thought of taking a nap and telling his grand mother that football tryouts had been exhausting. Yeah she'll buy that. He untied the slut and put the straps and rope back. Then dressed and left the teen who was barely able to sit up by the time J left. Unable to help himself the teen laid back on the bench and jacked himself off. His hard on would not quit till it got attention to. The boy was slave to two dicks now. Lucky kid.