More Dreams of Baking

Lying in my bed, sweating and dripping with semen, gasping for breath and nostrils loaded with the smell of a man's sweat as well, I could still feel Luke's half-pump member tucked into my aching ass that I was trying vainly to contract; looking at his face wondering what was going on in his mind; there was one moment when he seemed to be rehearsing some things but something held him back. Whether or not he was happy it didn't show, although I could sense he enjoyed a delightful feeling of accomplishment by turning me into his female for awhile.
Suddenly and without further ado, Luke moved himself pulling his stick out of my ass causing a strange but delicious sensation; then he held me wide-legged enjoying in ecstasy the sight of fillet semen trickling down from my cracked little hole all the way to licking the sheet. Satisfied with what he saw he got up from bed combing through his pants until he found the packet of cigarettes taking one out and reaching for a matchbox to light it; offered me the pack and I also lit one.
-Do you know Tina? ...Tina Titty?" he commented in surprise between a gulp and a puff. "She's circling the cock with me...I think I'm going to fuck that little whore!"
- I know, and you're telling me this because?
- Of course not, you fool! He replied impatiently. I'm just saying that...
- That besides my ass you also eat a woman's tail, right? <unk> I interrupted correcting with curly haired <unk> Don't forget that I ate your butt too! So we are even!
- Hey! Calm down. That's not what I meant, no! <unk> he replied in a conciliatory tone <unk> But..., have you ever fucked a woman?
-I wish, my friend! <unk> I replied with an emphatic tone of voice.
-Then let me arrange a way for you to lose eating one of those little shorts! <unk> he said with a hint of nausea.
Since it was past lunchtime, Lucas got dressed saying that he had to go home because Anastasia did not forgive the delay in eating and if he babbled he would be without anything until dinner time; he reminded me of cleaning up the dirt we made together and I replied that he didn't care about this. He went out from where we came in and I stayed at home wiping my bed and making a way on the sheet which I put inside a bathtub with rusty laundry ready for washing. The weekend went by without any major surprises; Lucas and I didn't see each other, and on Monday after school ended I saw him holding hands with Tiny Tina whispering something in her ear that made her laugh hysterically and loudly. There was no doubt he was planning to screw the girl who reportedly gave more than a wheeze!
More than fifteen days passed before Lucas came to me, exchanging a few words at the end of school and looking eager to comment on his adventure with Tina's little whore; we were walking down the street and he didn't say anything, making me imagine that between him and her nothing had happened. "Listen..., shall we go to the pottery store later?" asked he in an unusual hesitant tone, turning my suspicion into certainty about Tina. I even wanted to make myself difficult but just like him I was also thirsty and accepted it!
At the usual time, I took my money and went to a baker's shop making my way towards the pottery. When we arrived there was already this naked bastard beating on a battered broom and as soon as he saw me opened up his cursed smile saying that it was in order to fuck me! And for the sake of truth i also was about to give him and then fucking your ass too!
"Shit! What's this? Two passers-by hitting each other, is it?" announced Zelão as he entered the warehouse catching us naked in the biggest grip. Zélão was a tall and corpulent black man, mechanic by profession, owner of the only workshop in the neighborhood and also a junkyard that he ran with his brother named Nathaniel; we looked at him standing before us and both were paralyzed not knowing what to do or how to act in that situation. Lucas attempted to get up and say something, but unfortunately he stuttered more than he spoke causing Zelao to fall into a loud laugh which he soon stopped by ordering that we both stand in front of him.
-Listen to me, both of you! <unk> he said in an authoritative tone approaching us <unk> If you want my silence you will have to pay a price ..., just make me happy!
As soon as he had finished saying those words, Zelao opened his overcoat and let it slide up to the knees, displaying a roll so enormous that both Lucas and I were speechless and also fearful of our fate. "Dude, partner! If he shoves that trumpet in my ass he'll tear me apart!" commented Luke the little mouth with whom I chorused mentally.
-You don't have to die of hunger, no! <unk> he said with an ironic tone <unk> I will not fuck your fucking asses ..., what I want is a well-done blowjob!...I never had two little mouths playing with my jeba..., and let us go as soon as we are in a hurry!
Luke and I glanced at each other, making a face of resigned dissatisfaction as we knelt in front of Zelon trying to get around the circumference of that chest whose rigidity was impressively frightening but also unsettling. Sometime later, Lucas came to join me and soon we were both licking the full extent of the mechanic's rigid tool whose expression betrayed the lust he felt at seeing us in that situation.
Without warning, he grabbed me by the back of my neck and ordered me to open my mouth wide; as soon as I obeyed, he stuck a small part into it almost choking me. He took pleasure in giving little kicks that were sometimes quite painful. As time went on, nearly half of that monstrous cock lay inside my mouth with the subject punching mercilessly as I ordered Luke to lick his balls so he obeyed somewhat grudgingly; after abusing my mouth, Zealot pulled out the drooling pike and rubbed it into my face doing the same thing to Lucas before putting it in his own mouth doing exactly what he had done to me.
Still unsatisfied, Zelon began to masturbate by commanding that we stand with our faces very near the pyre because he intended to make us targets of his mockery; he started a vigorous punch until it twisted grunting like an animal while enjoying ejaculating volumes on our face and bodies. I had never seen so much fucking in my life! The subject seemed not to have been having fun for such a long time that the jets of sperm did not cease or even diminish in intensity until he shook the flare throwing its last remnants at us.
-Ahhh! Shit! What a good joke that is! <unk> he said in an exasperated tone still shaking the tool which remained half mast <unk> I think I'll get used to such sucking ..., with two little travelers serving me ...
Lucas and I squeezed each other, suspicious that we were at the mercy of a mechanic whose cursing expression on his face indicated yes; all three of us stood there in silence, my friend and me stripped naked and fucked up in front of the big black man with our trousers hanging out.
-I think it's good for now! <unk> he said, breaking the silence as he gathered himself together. You can rest assured that I will not abuse you ..., but be careful, your kids..., someone else may come here and catch you in the act!... But don't forget ...
Immediately, we took our clothes and began to get dressed always under the watchful eye of Zélan whose mocking smile made us tense; we ran out from the pottery and decided to wash ourselves on the bank of a stream that is nearby. We waited for some time before returning home and during all the time we were together we didn't exchange even one word with each other and I could see in Lucas a certain shame at facing what we had done. After all, I think he thought it was our fault because we felt obligated to suck Zélon's cock.
Anyway, when we parted he didn't say anything and did not even look at me just turning his back on me and going his way. In the following days Lucas avoided me preferring the company of Auntie Tina as a form of redemption in search for its masculinity that it was supposed to have lost that day in the pottery. On the other hand, during that same period I noticed an elusive presence spying on me and also on Luke; soon it was revealed to be Nathanael, Zelon's brother. Whenever we left school he would find himself inside the old junk truck looking at us with a cursing expression.
I knew what he wanted us to do, since his brother had probably told him about the pottery business and thus aroused Nathaniel's interest in taking advantage of this situation. He was much younger than Zelao; not as tall but a little more muscular and smoother-looking, though with an expression like that of someone who likes to use others for personal gain. That would have worked if Nathanael had been someone who could be manipulated, which he was not.
One day when we decided to go back down the street where the old garage was, Nathaniel approached us and closed off the sidewalk with his pickup truck jumping out of it and coming our way. "Here's what you do", he said in an aggressive tone pointing at Lucas who immediately retreated shrinking all over himself. I was frightened by his reaction, for I noticed that he trembled like a green stick; it was an embarrassing and also dangerous situation requiring me to take the lead in preventing further harm from my friend.
-Why him and not me? <unk> If you want to fuck a ass! Come fuck me! <unk> I growled looking at Nathaniel with an emphatic expression to show him that I wasn't afraid of him
The subject exhibited an expression of contempt by remaining silent for a few excruciating minutes before verbalizing his answer. "Ah! Shit, it's the same to me!" And if you are not only a little whore but also a stranger, even better so", he replied with an ironic tone and cursing look that made my heart beat faster. I looked at Lucas and signaled him to move away; he hesitated shaking his head, but I faced him with a smile and he bowed down, turned around and went on his way.
"Get in the truck, traveler!" ordered Nathaniel as he walked to the garage door and opened it with a flashlight from his pocket.
He returned to the vehicle, started and went into the old garage, taking care of getting down and closing the gate again; as soon as he got back in the truck, Nathaniel sat up and opened his trousers putting his stick out showing it with an air of pride. "Go on, traveler! Show me what you can do!" It must have been about six inches long and another three wide; while poking the subject I spat a few times on his stick to make it easier for him, then fell flat into my mouth swallowing raw meat and sucking hard.
I confess that at first I did not feel any pleasure in what I was doing even because Nathaniel wasn't a pleasant person and his actions and gestures besides rude denoted that he was an ignorant who didn't know how to deal with people, but gradually I let myself get carried away by the situation enjoying this moment.
As I suckled, he grunted like an animal that seemed to delight itself without much excitement; after a while, I stopped the sucking and started taking off my clothes in front of Nathaniel's astonished look who did not seem to believe that I would offer him my ass for sacrifice. The truck seat was spacious so I turned back on it and stood four-footed swinging my rear end over his shoulder with this expression still standing there.
I said, raising my voice. "Are you going to fuck me or would you rather just stare?"
"Fuck, man! Give me a break!" he replied harshly. "I thought you were joking! I just really wanted to make fun of you guys".
I don't think you ever fucked an ass, did you?
"No, man! It's not like that!" he replied in a hesitant tone. Looking at you now... what is this nice and fleshy bundle of yours? Will it really be mine?"
At that moment, I wanted to laugh at Nathaniel's puffed-up face but chose not to do so and preferred to enjoy the moment. "That depends! Do you really think my ass is beautiful and fleshy?"
Of course I do! " he replied with a flattering tone. " Not even my little black girl has such an outfit... all rolled up and smooth, good for fuck's sake!"
"Let's play, you little bastard", I replied. Standing up and sucking on Nathaniel's dick again...
The subject was careful to lubricate my brioche with his thick saliva, and soon I turned myself over backwards to him standing four-footed on the bench of a pickup truck awaiting his onslaught which came in some fury; when the chapel burst out lacing up my little hole forcefully I felt an uncomfortable pain that became somewhat more intense as Nathaniel tugged at his pussy, though not quite so excruciating as had been Luke's experience since his cock was slightly thicker and longer.
The subject then began a sequence of vehement rabbit-like punches that were also slightly painful, but soon this pain subsided and I felt my dick become hard as stone! And it got even more exciting when Nathaniel started making popping noises on my butt leaving me with high erection! I rested my head on the bench seat and reached for my dick, initiating a vigorous punch to the same rhythm as Nathaniel's kicks; delirious sensations followed each other in an unbelievable frenzy and my partner seemed to have entered into the same groaning beat while unforgiving my buttocks with more slaps whose sound drove me to a stage of unexplainable excitement.
Suddenly, Nathaniel writhed his dick deep into me and growled in a hoarse voice as I felt that member vibrating inside my gut exploding with an overwhelming flow of joy; each hot ejaculate washed out my insides such that my apex also happened to vibrate while expelling jets of sperm onto the car seat. When it all came down, Nathanael collapsed on top of me rubbing his sweaty skin against mine
After a few minutes he stood up allowing the withered roll to slide out of me, which caused a wave of shivers in my body as I sensed his cock draining from my ass and descending through the gullet; it was a really delicious feeling. For some time we sat there prostrate but accomplished! At least Nathaniel was dazzled!