written by CATHAL McCEALLACHAN for Christmas.TyRain.com
November 5, 2000
PART FOUR
The story of Christian and Savvas continues
Arriving home, I found a note from Tineke saying that she had left for her country home near Maastricht, and that I was expected there for Christmas.
As we entered the Blue Salon, Ryan stopped dead in his tracks. He made comments like; “Is this really your home?” “Is this real?” “Am I dreaming?” Then he walked over to the piano, sat down and started playing all the familiar Christmas songs. I stoked the fire and then got us some hot chocolate. Then I took off my shoes and socks, and flopped down on the rug in front of the hearth, soaking in the warmth and the lovely music.
I must have dozed off, because suddenly I became aware of a hot naked body holding me close. I quickly discarded my clothes and there we were - ebony and ivory - enjoying each other’s bodies. He had a light brown, hard muscled but smooth body. There was no hair except for the dark curly patch around the dark half-erect circumcised cock and heavy dark balls. No foot long monster, just a normal one like mine.
“Are you scared, White Boy”, he asked with a smile.
“No, just very hot,” and I giggled.
He got up and positioned his body across mine, and began kissing and fondling me. I stroked his back, down to the round buttocks and into his ass crack. He moaned and moved down to my nipples, working one after the other. Then he moved down to my cock which was sticking skywards like a flag post. As his lips started licking the love juice that was oozing from the head, I nearly shot my load. “Be careful,” I moaned, “or you will make me cum.”
“Isn’t that the general idea, white boy” he asked, as my cock slipped from his mouth.
“Yes! Yes! But, not so soon”, I said. His fingers moved in between the checks of my ass and an electric shock passed through my body, as one finger entered my hot and willing hole. I was wild with lust, and longing to be impaled on that black cock. I wanted it deep inside my body. Ever so gently he lifted my legs and placed them on his shoulders.
As I was slowly bent backwards, I could feel his weapon pushing at my door. It felt so good; I think I moved into another dimension, because suddenly I became aware of his body pounding and his heavy breathing. His hard black fuck-stick was moving in and out of my ass at an ever increasing, tempo that drove me wild. Then I heard him shouting, or rather bellowing, “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” With one last mighty jerk on my rigid cock, I shot my load all over myself. He fell down next to me, totally spent, babbling and laughing.
“Oh! My man you are great. I never thought a white ass could feel that good!”
“Your black cock did not do too badly either,” I sighed.
We fell asleep just there on the floor in front of the fire. The next thing I heard was the angry voice of Anton.
“What the hell do you think you are doing lying nude in the salon with this black man? What if mother arrives and finds you like this. I’m ashamed of you Chris!”
“Sorry my man”, said Ryan, “but your brother plays dirty tricks on a man’s hormones. Please forgive us.”
An unwilling smile appeared on Anton’s face. “What the hell!” he said. “If Chris likes you, I like you too.”
He turned around and walked out. We got up, had a bath, and within an hour my Black prince had departed for Germany. I never saw him again.
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