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Trevor's early years -- Chapter 2 ended with:
Trev quickly answered, "Oh yes sir. In fact I wouldn't mind working a few hours servicing some of those hunky cowboy dudes, riding their huge crotch horses I see roaming around the rodeo and stockyards. Oh La-La! Yes indeed could I handle milking a few of those hunks of a few loads of cowboy baby maker milk? I even saw a couple of Carnies working along the Midway I wouldn't mind having a tumble with too, as I like it rough, down an dirty and intense at times with the rough trade type hunks. The rough type dudes the Carnival employs always have caught my eye and made my pussy pulsate just watching them being their dirty uncouth, filthy mouthed selves, loaded with tattoos, ripped greasy jeans, sweaty hairy armpits sticking from their tight tee shirts and wife beaters, always sporting huge baskets to tantalize a cock connoisseur like me into lustful thoughts of having a heavy rendezvous with them. This could be real fun for the weekend - pure unrestrained lust with some red hot dudes that know how to throw a hot fuck. I assume all is done using safe sex! Am I right Tiger?"
"Well, let your dad and me discuss it for a bit and we will see what we can come up with Babe! You go back to the MH for awhile and wait. Give it some serious though while you smoke another joint and help yourself to a couple of long necks in the refrigerator. Your dad is going to have the final word in this request, as I would just as soon have you all for our personal enjoyment the entire weekend. I tend to be a bit possessive at times. Just ask your dad about how I like to rule his roost and keep him close and submissive and dominated with my overly assertive personality. Enough said! Go now and he will be along in awhile and give you our decision as I tend to his store duties for him for awhile."
Trevor's early years -- Chapter 3
Trevor was sucking down a long neck when the door opened and his dad Rex stepped into the Motor Home all smiles. He went to the refrigerator, grabbed a long neck, popped the top and took a couple of long swigs before settling down next to Trev on the sofa. He let out a long sigh and then spoke.
"Well son, I'm sure you already realize that Tiger has a dominant personality and an assertive streak that runs clear to his core. I learned early on to just accept his decisions most times rather than argue a loosing battle with him, especially in matters of the heart. He turned me into a total submissive to service his kinky pleasures in less time than I ever thought possible. I still can't figure how he succeeded, as I have always been damn assertive, dominant and headstrong myself with my women and especially with any males I had tangled with in the past until he came along. When we first met, he sweet talked me, told me I was the most handsome blue eyed blond white guy he had ever seen. This was at a rock concert near Hayward, CA on near the top of the Altamont Pass. I thought he was pretty spectacular looking too, what with his nearly white complexion, massive muscles, bright blue eyes and those huge puffy luscious lips. He successfully got me separated from my hippie friends to follow him to his van in the parking area to smoke some good weed he claimed was Colombian Gold. You know me! I couldn't resist free grass, especially if it was indeed CG. Once inside his van, he pulled a joint from a drawer, stuck it between my lips and lit it up and told me to enjoy as he grabbed another one from his pocket and lit it up for himself. The one he gave me had to have been laced with some very powerful shit, as I was really fucked up big time in record time. I obviously passed out for quite a spell. I panicked when I started to regain my senses, tried to get to my feet, but I couldn't get my arms or legs to work. I wanted to run from him, but he already had me stripped nude feeding me his giant purple nigger meat. I'd never seen anything so huge. I finally gained enough strength to lurch, trying to roll away from him to escape, but he grabbed me by my long hair, back handed me across the face a few times until I settled back down. He returned me to his crotch and rubbed my face in the mass of thick coarse hair. His huge cock was dripping cock snot like a faucet and he began rubbing it back and forth over my face, nose and across my lips leaving a trail of the sticky everywhere it traveled. Soon he had my mouth spread open again feeding me about a third of the wet purple monster. He told me he was going to steal me away with him and turn me into a pussy boy and open me up to a new way of life that I would learn to love and accept, even though I was much older than the boys he usually abducted for his business. Hell, I was already twenty-nine and though bisexual, leading mostly a heterosexual lifestyle in a hippie commune shacked up with a beautiful redheaded young hippie girl. He took me back to his place somewhere in Hayward and kept me locked up for over two weeks as he and a big pitch black muscled friend of his molested me. They took turns working me over, teaching me to suck their huge cocks and take them up the ass. His friend Butch had a definite mean streak and would whip and beat me for any resistance on my part to his kinky sexual demands. Tired, beaten and hurting physically, I was finally able to take either of them completely down the throat or up the anus without to much difficulty. They kept me drugged and stoned most of that time. I wasn't allowed to sleep but for what seemed like just a few minutes. By the end of the third week they had me completely broken, turned into a submissive to their huge purple and black nigger dicks. Once they could see I was broken, they promptly weaned me from the psychedelics and different drugs they were using on me and made me beg them for their attention and sex, keeping my cock in a chastity device. I became so horny and in need for sexual release all I could think and hope for was having sex with them, as it was the only way they would let me have an orgasm for release. They then put me into partial service, constantly wearing the chastity device for about six months, working out of the van with of the three other much younger lads they had in their stable working, earning tax free money for their illegal but profitable business enterprise. Yes, this was over six years ago. Though they were running the same kind of business back then, only on a much smaller scale, back then they were keeping all the profits rather than splitting it with the young boys as they do today, plus all the boys back then were abducted just as I had been and kept locked up when not in service. Today, though most are still abducted initially, they soon like the job, the money they can earn and stay in service voluntarily. Anyway, when I finally learned to control my ejaculations to suit them, the chastity device was removed and I was put into full service with the other incarcerated pussy-boys. They had successfully turned me into one of their male whores delivering the same lusty pleasures to their clients, at that time mostly blacks and other minorities from around Hayward, San Leandro, San Lorenzo, Oakland, basically the East Bay Area."
Rex paused a moment, then continued. "Tiger eventually was so turned on to me he would get jealous when he would see me with a customer sharing a bit of sexual pleasure and release with another man. After my trick would leave he would gather me up in his arms, cart me off to his bedroom upstairs and fuck me roughly for hours, frustrated and quiet. It wasn't long and he became so possessive of me that he kept me exclusively for himself, refusing to let me work a regular shift with the other boys. I began to realize he had some deep feelings for me for sure when he took me out of regular service and moved me in with him in his bedroom. He had me cooking, cleaning and keeping the boys in line during the day and collecting money from the customers he and Butch would pick up in the bars and honky-tonks at night, deliver to the house for sex with the young boys, as you know how the black guys like young white boys and girls, especially if they are blue eyed blonds. I gradually learned to love the big guy and accept being his honky bitch, though he likes his sex a bit rougher and kinkier than I do, especially when he is drunk or stoned. He mostly treats me kindly and deep down has a heart of gold. I have learned to accept his ways over the years. Yea, I love the big guy. So, with my suggestion, eventually he expanded the business to what we have today, going from rodeo and county fair during the spring and summer with the motor homes, returning during the off season to run the business from the old Victorian in Hayward. We have been very selective in restricting our customer base to give law enforcement no reason to suspect we are running a mobile whore house of young sexy pussy-boys. Most of the boys abducted are runaways and had already been selling themselves to survive on the streets, so the life we offer then is a big improvement over what most of them had. Tiger is very selective and only keeps the cream of the crop around for any length of time Trev. We only take a maximum of six on the road, but he has sometimes ten to twelve when working at the house in Hayward. Yes, it is very profitable. I know for a fact that he has well over a million in just savings, plus the two luxury MH's and god only knows what else he has hidden away awaiting an early retirement for himself and hopefully me too. I tell you this son, because now that you are eighteen I would love if you could come and live with us at least part of the year."
Rex stared at Trev for a moment before continuing. "I hope Tiger didn't get too rough with you Baby last night after he insisted I leave the bedroom so he would have you all alone to himself for awhile. I know better than to have argued with him, as his word is not to be questioned by me, even after all these years. Yes, he has taken the belt to me on a few occasions, but only when I deserved his discipline for being rude and cocky with one of his friends or not following his orders promptly. I know better than question his authority son, so I must warn you. Don't cross him or you will quickly be disciplined and feel the sting of his tongue, very possibly his belt too. I tell you this, because you look so much like me that I'm afraid that he is going to be overly protective and possessive of you as he has always been with me, especially when the few times I would get overly friendly with one of the customers when I was on duty and under his watchful eye. Tiger and Butch train all the new boys we pick up as potential whores for the business. You will meet Butch soon enough if you still want to go through with working in the business over the weekend. He is a huge muscled very dark black guy about Tigers physical size with a mammoth dick on him too. He is ruggedly handsome and quite masculine and sexy. But beware, if he gets you alone and isolated somewhere in private, he likes to treat himself to a round of sadistic pleasures he seems to enjoy delivering. He married a little over a year ago and his big Swede wife Ursla is a large cow, but has a heart of gold and knows his weaknesses. If she like you she will want to feed you, cuddle you and protect you from Butch's occasional need to force his sadistic pleasures. He has been known to take a boy out on his motorbike for a spin, be gone for hours, only to return with a bruised and beaten boy clinging to him, always having some trumped up explanation of what happened to the boy. The boy is too scared and traumatized to dare breathe a word of what really happened to him. Son, just watch your P's and Q's when you're alone with Big Old Butch. He ain't what he seems, so be especially cognizant around him, especially when he is sporting a huge boner, which is most of the time. He is about as rough as they come when he gets horny. I know from first hand experience. Enough said about dear old Butch!"
"About a year ago, we started recruiting young guys that are barely of legal age into the business, as they don't take as long to train as older recruits like I was when I was abducted. The older guys take weeks to be broken of any old heterosexual habits they have formed before they can be retrained as good reliable cock- suckers and submissive pussy-boys. Butch's wife Ursla assists in some of the training of the girls, does all the cooking and most the domestic chores with Butch's assistance. The two run a tight ship in the other Motor Home and both hand out severe discipline when warranted."
"Anyway, Tiger agreed to let you spend the weekend in service provided you spend today learning the ropes from Butch and Ursla. Hopefully Tiger himself will be in close proximity too and take a personal hand in your induction into service. He knows of to well of Butch's shortcomings, but they have been friends for so long he overlooks most of his shortcomings and past sadistic misdeeds with some of the boys."
"Tiger and I both agree, once the word gets around that we have another handsome blue eyed blond in our stables, you will be booked solid for sure. Oh yes, to answer your question about practicing safe sex. Absolutely! What say son, are you still interested and ready for Tiger to take you over to the pleasure cruiser, introduce you to Butch and Ursla and get you started in this new adventure you seem to want to pursue for the weekend and start earning some tax free dollars to put in your piggy bank too?"
"Hey dad, I'm not only ready, but excited and can sure use the extra money I can earn while having fun." The two smoked another joint and chugged down another beer before Rex escorted Trev back to Tiger in the hippie booth tending the store.
Tiger grabbed a plastic bag full of all the essential supplies Trev might need to perform safe sex and led the way across the Midway, past the red arrow sign, and through the narrow canvas passageway between Midway booths. The huge Motor Home stood like a big silver and black spaceship at the end of a gravel path leading a short way behind the Midway. Tiger opened the door and ushered Trev into the mammoth interior. The inside front of the MH seemed to look like any other super deluxe top of the line luxury MH he had ever seen. It even had a large slide out expanding the entire main room another six or eight feet. All the windows were tinted very dark lending total privacy, except those facing out from the driver and passenger seats which were covered by a large black out drape. Ursla rushed to Tiger and said in very broken English, "My god Tiger, the boy is beautiful, yes! Very pretty blond boy indeed." She squinted, scrutinizing Trev's looks more closely and said, "Maybe this one, he is Rex's son. Yes, he must to be!"
Tiger responded, "Well, he certainly can't deny that fact, can he Ursla! His genes are as perfect as my Rex's alright, head to toe, even his beautiful cock and balls are exact duplicates and someone has already trained him well to service the needs of well endowed men. Ursla, this is Trevor, Trev for short. He's going to be put into service during the weekend. You and Butch won't have to spend too much time getting him productive for the rush of horny cowboys and those crazy Carney mother-fuckers. As soon as I get the word out they will be rocking this big silver boat to get to him. Speaking of Butch, is he around to get Trev here checked out and trained on the rules, how we conduct business and how we expect him to treat and perform with our paying customers?"
Ursla pushed a button on the wall and seconds later the full length dividing drape separating the back from the front of the MH pulled back and a huge exceptionally ebony colored black man came forward stretching his arms above his head, wearing only a pair of baggy sweat pants. He had obviously been sleeping, rubbed his eyes for a moment as they focused in on Trev in his full sexy leather biker's outfit. He stood their in total silence admiring the boy for another moment, then turned to Tiger and said, "This has to be Rex's boy! Damn ain't he the splitting image of his papa too. What a blond beauty!" He grabbed his crotch and gave it a couple of tugs as his equipment quickly tented in his loose sweats. Is he going to be joining up with us Tiger Sir?"
"Indeed Butch, this is Rex's son Trevor, Trev for short, and yes he will be staying with us for the weekend. I checked him out pretty thoroughly last night and someone has already trained him well in taking care of us big well endowed boys. He is all excited about learning what he has to do so he can have a good time and make some extra cash over the weekend. I'm going to leave him in your hands so you and Ursla can teach him the rules of the house and what we expect of him. You take the boy and show him what he needs to know to be put into service. I'll make the rounds and spread the word that we have a new blond beauty in our stables with our patrons down at the stockyards and with our Rodeo regulars. Then I'll put the word out along the Midway to the Carnies that had their eye on him last night when I flaunted him up and down the Midway showing him off in his full leather outfit, just like he's dressed now. You should have seen their eyes pop out when they got a load of him in this leather biker outfit. Don't spare him the belt either if he gets out of line with you Butch. I have a feeling he might like a bit of the rough stuff like his papa. Good luck and I'll check with you before the evening rush begins. Maybe you and Ursla can feed him lunch and dinner later, as both Rex and I are going to be tied up most of the day taking care of loose ends that have been multiplying. OK!"
"Yes Tiger Sir! I be learnin this boy real good! He be a real beauty, just likes his papa Rex! When I gets don with him today he be one fine new addition to da stable." Butch turned to Trev and said, "Boy, strip nude en leave yo cloths en dem boots with Ursla for safe keeping." Trev was daydreaming and evidently not paying attention to what Butch said, until Butch grabbed him by the balls and squeezed them, lifting him up off his feet on to his tiptoes. "Yo hears me boy? I want's you to listen up real good now when I be talkin wit you son. Now yo gets nude afor I need take the belt to you son! A pretty pussy-boy likes you ain't gona want uglies on him now does yo boy?"
Trev was completely nude and standing at attention in record time as Butch grabbed him by the cock and led him through the drape and down the hall toward the back. Trev realized that Tiger had given Butch free reign over him, indicating that he most likely liked rough dominant guys to use him during sex. Trev noticed that Butch was definitely still sporting a huge tent in his sweats yet as he pushed Trev into the large shower stall a short way down the hallway. Butch removed his sweats and hung them on a peg before stepping into the shower and closing the dark tinted glass door lending them complete privacy. Trev glanced down and realized that Butch's black stallion was very long but not quite as big around as Tiger sported. It had a good size knobbed head and glands that were completely covered with a long loose foreskin that was dripping pre-cum like a dripping faucet. The huge veins ran along the full length under the loose black skin clear to the base that was totally encompassed in coarse long black hair. Butch adjusted the water temperature and flipped the lever directing the water flow from the shower head to an enema setup. He roughly bent Trev over forward until and told him to grab his ankles, kicked the boy's legs apart and started to insert the working end between Trev's ass cheeks without applying any lube, soap or even a gob of spit.
Trev squeezed his ass closed and said, "Hey, how about lubing up that weapon before you stab me with it Butch. You're working on my money maker there big guy, let's treat it kindly!" Immediately he felt a huge paw slap him hard across his ass. "Don't yo be riling me up none boy with no damn cracker boy sass." He squeezed a large gob of his pre-cum from his foreskin on to the nozzle at the working end of the hose, then spat a huge gob of spit into his paw and spread Trev's ass open and roughly worked the thick saliva up into Trev's anus. Seconds later he shoved the nozzle quickly up into the boy's Wazoo and worked it around a bit to remind Trev that he was in total control of him at this point. Butch stepped back stroking his dick, watching Trev's until his stomach expand making the boy look like he was very pregnant. Trev knew from experience of having many enemas that Butch purposely filled him with more warm water than necessary to do the job, but didn't complain until he felt Butch turn off the water, pull the nozzle from him and quickly jab his hard dripping dick up into him in one swift lunge as he pulled Trev up into the standing position with his back pressed tightly against Butch's chest. Trev let out a huge gasp as he was quickly impaled on the massive black intruder. Strong arms locked around Trev's arms and torso preventing him from leveraging himself from the strong man's hold. He pushed Trev up against the cold tile of the shower stall and began to fuck the boy like a stallion taking possession of a breed mare in full heat, rotating and lunging into the boy's tight ass. Trev was helplessly pinned as Butch raped him, using only the pre-cum that dripped from his cock head as lubrication. Trev was in severe pain and only whimpered, knowing he would only be subjected to worse if he were to shout out or try to resist. He just bit his lip and tried to relax his muscles until this ordeal was terminated.
Butch put his mouth to Trev's ear and in a deep lustful guttural voice whispered, "Oh yesum boy, this here 'Enema Fuck' should learn yo to keep yo mouf shut, en learn who da boss man are en who give da orders wen yo're wit me boy. Don't you be screamin er fightin me boy or I'll kick my knee up into yo balls until they turn black en blue and yo eyes glaze over all red en misty like. Yo keep yo mouf shut now -- nice en quiet like I says!" Trev was beginning to cramp up inside as Butch plunged and pounded his huge black shaft into him, ravaging his prostrate until Trev was starting to adjust to the severe treatment. The constant pounding over Trev's prostrate began to excite and pleasure the boy. His dick started to harden and before long Trev found himself unconsciously pounding his ass back to meet the steady rhythm of Butch's thrusts. When Butch suddenly realized that Trev was beginning to enjoy his power fuck, he quickly plowed his knee up and caught Trev square in the balls with the sudden impact. Trev let out a painful and instantly went limp in Butch's arm hold. The excruciating pain caused tears to roll from his eyes, his balls ached and his body trembled in severe pain just like Butch had said. Butch immediately started into the next phase of his so called 'Enema Fuck'. He began pulling his cock-head completely out of Trev's anus and plunging it back in. Over and over he continued until Trev lost control of his sphincter muscle and the strong scented hot enema fluids started oozing from his anus. The flow began to increase and was running down the back of Trev's thighs and legs, plus saturating Butch's crotch too. Trev just couldn't squeeze of the hot nasty fluids from leaking and running down off both of them on to their feet.
Suddenly Butch let out a loud moan as though he was really enjoying this new addition to his power fuck and Trevor's humiliation. He released his clasped hands from around Trev and started to pinch and yank on the boy's huge nipples, clasping his huge black lips and long white teeth into Trev's neck and continued to screw him, enema water warming his cock and balls with each exit and reentry. Butch was lusting and the steady moan from him increased. He obviously was very excited as the warmth of the fluids covering his groin and running down over his cock, balls, thighs and legs, and the pungent odor filled his nostrils. Trev's cock was again at full bloom and pulsating at 90 degrees. He didn't want another jab of the knee to his balls, so he tried to remain calm. Trev finally could not hold back any long his lustful excitement and began once again to thrust his ass back over every thrust of Butch's stiff intruder. Butch seemed out of it now, in a state of lustful cock heaven as he licked, nibbled and chewed on the boy's neck and shoulder area, still yanking, twisting and tweaking the boy's nipples until he couldn't hold back any longer. He pulled the big black dick from Trev's pussy, wedged it between the boy's buns and shot a huge load of nigger juice over the boy's back. Trev was still squirting hot enema juice and bodily waste over them both. After a full eight long shots of jizz covered Trev's back, Butch returned his massive weapon into Trev and pounded his prostrate until he too erupted sending a spray of ejaculate running down the facing wall tiles
Butch sniffed the fragrant air and let out a long moan before whispering in Trev's ear, "That's my boy, yo're everything I expected yo to be, even moh. Yu be one hot motherfucker just like yo're papa got after we broke him alright. I knows it da minute I slipped des nigger's dick in ya. You en me, we gona hav us some moh fun like des together boy. I'll get yo goin boy! Yu'll see! I gona turn yo on to some real good dick afore the weekend be gone baby en yul love it en beg fer moh, maybe wana stay around with ol Butch fer a long time. Yes boy, yu'll see!" He turned Trev around facing him and chewed on his nipples until they were super sensitive and no longer sore, but feeling wonderfully warm and incredibly excited loving this new feeling of being controlled that rushed through his system sending pleasure to his brain and blood to his cock. Butch unexpectedly punched Trev a swift blow to his rippled six pack abs and noticed that he remained hard. He said under his breath but out loud to himself, barely audible for Trevor to hear, "Hot Damn, da boy is gona be en A-1 pain receptacle for old Butch."
After they took a long hot shower together and cleaned up the mess they had made, Butch punched Trev a pretty hard unexpected punch into his six pack abs again. Trev's flaccid cock quickly came to attention to his own dismay and pulsated while a gob of pre-cum oozed from his piss slit and formed a web as it dropped to the tile. Butch grabbed him by his hard cock and balls, gave them a firm squeeze and led the boy behind him to the cubicle with a number five on the door and they began Butch began an actual training session, showing, teaching and making Trev repeat everything he had was telling him in the process.
"Ya remember what I learn yo now boy. When the red-light come on, da customer time up, yellow en yo clean up, en ya douche after every trick like I show's ya, green light en ya come forward so as a new customer can look ovr ya boys en make dais choice. Remembers too, ya always puts da rubber on dem en never let em fuck yo pussy without protectshun. Any troubles wit a john en ya hit des hid button dwn here an ol Butch or Big Ursla come runnin en protects ya. We 86 dair ass pronto for the night wit no refund. A couple of da crazy Carnies like to mark yo body wit dair hickeys or fists. That not allowed, no way! No marks, bruises or piercing. Now get down on yo knees boy en suck me cock good before Ursla calls us fer lunch." Wow! Papa Rex was right about Butch delivering just about the roughest blowjob possible. Trev felt sure were it not for the thick patch of kinky course hair surrounding and covering his balls and groin, Butch would have easily broken his nose with his powerful lunges down his throat. On the plus side, he delivered a massive load of non-smoker's sweet juicy jizz, making the whole blowjob well worth the breath depravation experience he had to endure to receive the prized hot juicer.
After Ursla served lunch to the two nude guys she explained that boys on duty and not serving a customer would all be called forward for viewing each time a customer arrived. They would be required to stand at attention with their legs spread and their hands on their heads as the customers viewed them to make their choice of the boy they wanted to deliver services they had purchased. Ursla or Butch could tell the level of service they had paid for by the ticket they carried in with them, so no money was exchanged on in the service vehicle associated with the business at hand. The regular customers knew the rules, but any new customers were given the rules of the house before they were escorted by a boy to one of the five numbered cubicles. There wasn't too much else that had to be explained, so Butch and Trev relaxed in a sofa and talked for awhile. When Butch learned that Trev had a Harley classic hog and it was across the way, he naturally got excited and wanted to see it. Trev was also interested in seeing the old Indian motorbike Butch had in the utility trailer they pulled behind the MH that hauled the retail items and clothing they sold in the hippie booth as a legitimate front for the actual business enterprise they operated. Butch and Trev dressed and headed out to check out the two bikes. Butch showed Trev the old Indian he had restored. Though old, it was quite well restored and impressed Trev. When they got to Trev's Harley, Butch really got excited and wanted to take a spin on the big beautiful classic. Trev had an extra helmet in the saddle bags, so he fired up his bike and he let Butch drive it as he slipped behind him and they rode slowly down and around the track area checking out the stockyards the rodeo area and the many hot young cowboys milling around. Without even asking, Butch continued on through the open gate to the parking area, circled a couple of times before exited the fairgrounds. He continued down the access road and turned onto the main highway headed north to get a feel for the bike at cruising speed. The warm breeze felt great against their bodies as the windshield protected their eyes from flying insects.
Before to long Butch slowed the hog and turned on to an old roughly paved service road that took off to the east headed into a long thick grove of tall fragrant eucalyptus trees before it turned and followed the direction of a string of gigantic metal towers supporting electrical cables. As far as the eye could see into the distant hills the towers stood like giant prehistoric animals against the horizon. He pulled off into a clearing between a tight stand of eucalyptus and came to a stop. They were virtually hidden from any passing vehicles that may pass. He shut the engine down, put the kickstand down and let it support the bike as he swung his leg over and dismounted the bike. Trev had already slipped off the bike and was gazing up into the massive trees and inhaling their fragrant scent of the trees. When Trev looked back down at his bike Butch was going through one of the saddlebags obviously looking for something.
Trev walked up to him and said, "You looking for anything in particular there buddy or you just nosey?" Butch wasted not a second as he rose to his feet and grabbed Trev by the leather belted waistband supporting his Chaps and the material of his Wranglers. He lifted Trev straight up off his feet a few inches with the hand on one strong arm and put his face up against Trev's and gruffly announced, "Cracker Boy, ya talkin to me! I ain't yo Buddy boy! I ya black ass Nigger Mas'sir en ya best call me Sir from now on Boy." He punched Trev a hard blow to his six-pack with a fist. He noticed that Trev got a big bulge in his crotch almost instantly, so he grabbed the boy's entire equipment in his large paw, squeezed it until Trev cried out in pain. He chuckled under his breath before lowering Trev back down on his feet and back handing him across the face. Trev shook his head, stunned by the sudden blow and felt his jaw to see if it was still attached. "That for da sass en back talk Boy and this is for ya pleasure!" He gave Trev another swift jab to his muscular abs then continued, "I'm a lookin for yo travel kit boy -- lube, rubbers, yo know -- all yo're pussy survival stuff! Well! Ya got it en the bags somewhere boy?"
Trev responded, "Yes Sir -- other side in a brown leather zipper bag Sir!"
"Well gets ya sweet ass busy en dig it out pronto! Time be waistin!" Trev dug out, unzipped it and sat it open face on the bike seat. There you go Sir -- lube, different size prophylactics, wet wipes, band-aids, snake bit kit, all kinds of good stuff for emergencies."
"Well, look here boy, a Magnum, just my size, en this here one look like it just right fer yo dick just fine," as he held it up between thumb and index finger. "Now get them denims off en roll em up en put em in the saddle bag. Put the sexy crotch-less chaps back on, grease up your pussy real good en roll the rubber on your dick so as ya don't mess up yo fancy bike with jizz." While Trev was following orders, doing all he was told, Butch had his denims unbuttoned and he was rolling a Magnum rubber on his huge black cock and greasing it up well. Butch left his cock and balls flopping in the breeze in his open britches, totally exposed. Next he threw a leg over the bike and lowered into the driver's seat again. "Hurry up Boy! Put yo stuff back en da Saddle Bags." After starting the bike and revving the engine to hear the dual pipes rattle and rap a bit he motioned Trev to jump up in front of him facing the front standing on the foot supports. Next he told Trev to lower his bubble ass down slowly over his Magnum rubber encased dick that was already pointing skyward awaiting the boy's hot ass pussy. Butch helped Trev into position and let him take his time impaling himself on the rigid latex encased fuck stick. As soon as Trev seemed to be seated fully, Butch released the kick stand and off they rode, heading back onto the rough broken pavement of the service road. As the bike speed increased and the road surface became more rough, corrugated and broken, Trev was forced to lean forward, hold on tightly to the handlebars and attempt to control the thrusts of Butch's huge cock. Butch too bounced in the driver's seat as his huge cock ravaged Trev's prostrate with each bump, washboard surface or pothole they encountered. It was quite painful for Trev until Butch slowed the bike down, pulled Trev back so he couldn't reach the handlebars for support, wrapped one arm around Trev holding him tightly against his chest. Once Butch kicked Trev's boot soles off the boot rests the only thing supporting Trev was Butch's strong arm holding him to his chest and the fact that he was fully impaled on Butch's massive nigger dick. He slowed the bike further until every bump and corrugation they encountered had a positive and rippling effect of the huge cock-head as it floated over, poked and massaged Trev's sensitive prostrate gland. Trev became ecstatically lustful, moaning and shouting into the hot afternoon breezes. His whole body was on fire and his ass was squeezing, pulsating and attempting to suck the juice right out of the huge dick lodged up his Wazoo.
Eventually the pavement turned to gravel and the massive washboard road surface kept the bike in a constant state of turbulence. The rippling affect transferred up to the riders keeping them both in a constant state of lustful pleasure. Trev began having one orgasm after the other, sending gushes of his boy juices into the rubber encasing his cock. Butch almost simultaneously climaxed each time Trev's ass muscles would kick in during orgasm and send Butch over the top. After the fifth juicy climax, Trev began to have dry orgasms as Butch's cock became semi-flaccid but still putting enough pressure against Trev's prostrate to keep him lusting with pleasure. They eventually stopped at a small stream that ran through a large culvert pipe as it crossed the road. It formed a small pond upstream. Others before them had forged a vehicle trail worn to a thick growth of willow bushes at the waters edge that shielded a portion from pond from the road. A couple taller oaks shared the area and added shade to a grassy area. As Butch slowly motored into the privacy of the area it seemed like a little private oasis in the middle of nowhere. Butch turned off the engine and they soon were walking down a trail nude to the waters edge and splashing in the water. They eventually swam into the deeper water and the two tried to drown each other until they realized they were both too tired to pursue that avenue of adventure. Soon they were back near the bike under the shade of the oaks on their backs listening to the birds singing in the willows. Butch had his hands clasp behind his head supporting his shaved head with his eyes closed. Soon he was cutting Z's. Trev crawled over and laid face down next to Butch with one leg and one arm over his handsomely dark black muscular body and nuzzled his nose into the long kinky black hair of the exposed armpit and inhaled deeply until he too eventually dropped into restful slumber.
Trev awoke to feel Butch spooned up against his back feeding his dick into him again. Trev though to himself, "The old guy has to be pushing 38 to early 40's, but can still get it on quite well indeed." It was going on to 4:30 before Butch made another sticky mess on Trev's back and Trev shot his over the soft green grass. The were soon dressed and on their way back to the realities of life, Trev clinging to Butch's back listening to the roar of the pipes and enjoying the strong scents coming off the big black studs sexy body that was at the controls. Trev had one hand resting on the end of a huge tube that ran down the left side of his trousers enjoying the little jerks and pulsations it made when he squeezed or ran a finger along the length. Ursla was a bit miffed at Butch for arriving home well after 5:30pm, but had dinner all ready and awaiting their arrival. Trev noticed her eyes traveling to the big wet mark on Butch's britches, but she never said a word about it. After dinner as Trevor undressed to give to Ursla for safe keeping, he did notice that she looked him over real well to see that he didn't have any bruises, cuts, hickeys or bites that may have broken the skin. Trev was looking forward to the evening events as the other two or three boys and maybe the girl two would be arriving to prepare themselves for business which he was told opened about 8pm and ran until the last customer left, anywhere between 3am and 5am in the morning.
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