Mocha Stranger #2
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing sex between an unrelated man and preteen. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.

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Miguel slowly slid his dick back and forth in my straining hole.  There was a mixture of pain and pleasure I didn’t totally understand.  But I didn’t care.  It felt too damn good to feel his warm body pressed against mine, his thick length deeply inserted inside me, sliding slowly.  After a while, I felt his dick withdrawing and then it was out of me.  Miguel’s warm body moved away, and I felt him pulling on my shoulder as his shadow moved over me.  When I was on my back, his knees moved between my legs and pushed them apart.  I felt his weight against me and suddenly his tongue was in my mouth again.  He kissed me deeply.  When his lips moved back to my neck, I asked “Aren’t you going to put it back in?”
“You want my dick, Jeff?”

“Yes! Yes, please.”

“I wanna fuck you really hard.  Think you can handle it?” he asked, his tone issuing a challenge I couldn’t refuse.

“YES!”

He moved away from me.  I felt him grab my legs and hoist them into the air.  My knees were being shoved toward my chest.  I felt one of his hands grip my ankles as the other guided his cock back to my hole.  “You ready?”

“Please!” I practically begged.  I felt like I was on fire.

My knees were shoved forward more until even my lower back was off the sleeping bag.  I felt his dick push past the opening to my butt but just barely.  Miguel shifted, and then the next thing I knew I felt fire rekindling in my ass as he shoved his entire cock into me.  I moaned loudly and felt his hand clamp down over my mouth.  Again his dick started moving backward until I was sure it would come out, and then BAM! his cock was shoved all the way inside me.  I felt his body pressing against mine as he filled my hole completely.  He did this a few times more, and I heard my muffled noise repeatedly escape my lips.  Finally his hand moved and was replaced by his mouth as he began pounding my butt faster.

He had my legs bent so far that my knees bent at his shoulder.  I could feel my feet bouncing as he rapidly and deeply fucked my hole.  After several moments of fucking me like this, he was pulling out again.  “You are so fucking hot!  I can’t get enough!” he said.  He moved toward the tent opening, and then I felt his hot breath against my cock briefly as it slid into his mouth.  He blew me for several moments before he was off me.  He yanked the pillow out from beneath my head, and then I felt his rough hands flip me onto my stomach.  The pillow was shoved under my hips, and then he was in me again.  Without his hand or mouth covering mine, I was almost yelling as he rammed his thick meat into me.

I felt something being shoved into my mouth as he said “Damn, you’re loud Jeff!” 

I mumbled “Sorry!” through the dry cloth.

“It’s fucking hot, but I don’t want to get caught by your parents.”  And then he was pounding my ass again.  Soon there was absolutely no pain, only pure ecstasy.  I never wanted it to end.  But it wasn’t long before I could feel his movements becoming more tense, and then he stopped, and I could feel his dick twitching inside me.  I could feel his dick unloading, and I smiled in spite of the object in my mouth.  In about a minute or so, I felt the cloth removed from my mouth.  My mouth felt so dry.

“What was that you put in my mouth?”

He chuckled.  “My underwear.”

“Ewww,” I said, but actually it was kinda cool.  After I don’t know how long, he finally pulled out of me.  He flopped down next to me.  I heard him getting clothes.  “I thought you said I wasn’t sleeping much tonight.”

“You aren’t.  I’m just getting something to wash my dick.”

I moved my hand to his nuts and played with his curly hairs.  “Why are you washing your dick?”

He finished doing whatever down there, and then his hand was on the back of my neck.  He pulled my face down to his.  “Because you’re going to suck on it and get it nice and hard so I can fuck you again.”  He pulled my mouth to his, and his tongue was in my mouth kissing me again.  When he eventually released my head, he moved rapidly to his knees.  His hand shoved my head down.  I stretched out and took his brown dick into my mouth.  I slurped on the soft skin and after a bit I noticed it starting to swell.  When it was halfway inflated, I felt his hand gripping my head while his other squeezed my ass cheek and slapped it a couple of times.

When he was almost completely hard, he released my head and moved back.  “Roll over,” he said simply.  When I did, I felt his body covering mine.  I greedily took his meat back into my mouth and soon felt his mouth working my dick.  As his dick finished growing, his hips began driving it into my throat.  I had no concept of time, but it didn’t seem that long before my cock was feeling the night air as he moved backward.  His dick moved away, and I followed it finally rolling onto my stomach so I could continue sucking it deeply.

Shortly after I heard him say “Get on your hands and knees.  Give me your sweet ass!”

I eagerly released his thick meat.  I got into the position he told me to and quickly moved in a circle so that my ass was facing him.  I heard him putting that stuff on his dick again, and when his hands touched my ass I almost moaned just for that.  “I need your underwear again.”

Miguel handed me the fabric, and I stuffed it into my mouth as I felt his dick sliding to my hole.  Once again the tip just barely pushed open my hole, and then he was shoving it all the way forward.  He wasted no time in getting into a quick rhythm.  I heard our bodies make noise as they slammed together.  Every so often I felt him slap my ass, and it made me want him to fuck me even harder.  My almost screaming was adequately muffled by his . . . were they briefs?  “I can’t wait to fuck you somewhere else so I can hear you yell.  I want to hear how much you like my big fat Mexican cock!”

After saying that—and let me tell you how much I loved to hear him talk so naughty!—he repeated those incredible long thrusts where he pulled his cock back and then shoved it forward.  He did this several times before his cock completely slipped it.  Well, that’s what I thought until I noticed him lay down, and he said “Come here, Jeff.”  
He guided me to straddle his groin.  “Sit on it and fuck yourself, boy.”

He held onto his cock as I tried to get it in my hole.  Once I felt it slide in I began sitting down.  His hand moved away, and he started stroking my dick.  I forced myself to sit all the way.  Once I felt him buried in me, I found myself pressing my butt against him and moving in circles.  

“Goddamn, Jeff!  You’re such a good fuck!  Yeah, work my cock, boy!”  I started lifting myself up.  Initially I just kind of let my weight go so that I dropped onto him, but soon I wanted his cock ramming into me even more, and so I found myself shoving my ass back to his hips.  A couple of times of doing this, and I could tell that when I was raised and began to lower, his hips would thrust upward shoving his meat in me.  I increased the pace, and the next thing I knew his hands were on my shoulders and his lower body was thrusting upward urgently.  We did this for a long time until he stopped me.  “Get off.  I want to cum down your throat again.”

I got off him and felt him yank the underwear out of my mouth.  My eyes were fully adjusted to the light, and so I could see he was wiping the fluid off his dick.  As soon as his hand moved, I went down on him greedy for his salty juice.  “Fuck Jeff!” he said.  I felt his hands on my head, and they shoved me down so that his cock rammed into my throat making me gag.  “Take it all bitch!  That’s right, suck it!”  His hips were thrusting wildly.  “YES!  Swallow that cock!  Take it all and then swallow my fucking cum boy!”  He shoved my head down so roughly, I had to force myself to relax.  If I resisted at all, I couldn’t breathe.  He continued fucking my throat for only a few seconds more before his stuff was flowing into my mouth.  For whatever reason there wasn’t as much this time, so it was much easier to swallow with his cock filling my throat.

His grip had relaxed once I started swallowing, and when the flow slowed down, I slid my mouth off and sucked on his balls for a bit.  His legs spread wide as I did this, and I heard him say “Oh yeah!” a couple of times.  Finally he pulled me toward him, and I crawled over his body.  He pulled me against his hot skin and thrust his tongue into my mouth.

When he stopped kissing me, I asked “Again?”

I could feel his belly bouncing as he laughed.  “You horny bastard!  No, the snake needs to rest for now.”  I lay on top of his muscular body for a while before he said “Let’s crawl into your bag.”  We moved into the sleeping bag.  We couldn’t zip it, but his body was plenty warm.  I saw a light and asked what he was doing.  “Setting my alarm just in case.  Don’t want to get caught.”  We lay together, and I fell asleep quickly.  Sometime during the night I was awakened by his thick meat entering me again.  This time the fucking was more slow, and I got more kisses as he did it.  A new thing happened for me as well.  During the fucking I had this INCREDIBLE wave of pleasure and my dick twitched.  Nothing came out like it did when his cock did this, but oh my gawd it was AMAZING!  We fell asleep again, this time with his meat inside me.  I remember smiling as I drifted off.

In the morning my dick woke me up.  I needed to pee so bad.  I turned over to see Miguel had left.  I felt a pang of sadness.  I wanted to wake up and feel his naked body, to bring his dick to life and shove it inside me, to taste his salty fluid blasting my throat.  I didn’t think before I stepped out of the tent naked.  I peed on the tree and then realized I was nude.  I got back into my tent and got back into my PJs and fell asleep again.

The rest of the day I hoped he would come back.  I even went into the woods and the park.  Nothing.  The next day nothing again.  I was feeling sad.  I wanted him back.  I wanted to feel his big muscles as they pressed against me.  Another day went by and then another.  And then finally I woke up and heard a lawnmower.  I almost ran out of the house in just my briefs.  Mom saw me and asked if I wanted breakfast.  That saved me from making a BIG mistake.

When I finished eating, I got dressed quickly and rushed outside.  His white teeth split his dark brown face as he grinned and I melted.  “Hey Jeff,” he said to me and patted me on the head.  What no kiss? I thought.  And then reality once again visited me as I remembered my mom was in the house.

“Where have you been?”

“It would be a bit obvious if I kept coming to the house when I wasn’t supposed to be working, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, I guess.”

He looked at his watch and said, a little more loudly:  “Time for a break.”  We walked to his van.  I started climbing in, and he shoved me.  Since I had been stepping up, I landed on my side.  When I turned around he was kneeling in front of me, shoving his shorts down.  His hard dick bounced with his motion.  “Suck my fucking cock,” he commanded, grabbing the back of my head and pulling me toward him.  I devoured his rod and immediately tasted the salt from his sweat.  After several passes down the girth of his hard flesh, he stopped me.  I watched him move and sit down on the bench.  “Take your damn clothes off.  I want to see you naked while you blow me.”  He pushed his shorts down past his knees, and they fell to his ankles.

I rapidly removed all my clothes and dropped to my knees between his legs.  I swallowed his whole cock and heard him say “Goddamn Jeff! YES!”  I worked his dick briskly stopping only to suck on his balls.  “Fuck I’ve missed you Jeff.  Your hungry mouth, your tight fucking ass.”

I needed him like I needed air to breathe!  I jumped up and mashed my lips against his.  I shoved my tongue into his mouth as I tried to climb into his lap.  “Fuck me, Miguel.  Fuck me hard again!” I begged.  I grabbed his cock and brought it to my itching hole.

“Oh I’m gonna fuck you, Jeff.  Right now, though, you’re going to swallow my junk.  Then when I do fuck you, I’m leaving it in until it’s hard again, and then I’m going to fuck you again.”  He pushed me away gently and guided me down again.  I sank to my knees and took him into my mouth again.  I sucked on his big dick greedily.  After a while I slowed down and allowed myself to explore his hard dick.  I ran my tongue along the thick vein that ran on the underside and the a couple of smaller ones elsewhere on the shaft.  I ran my tongue all over the helmet-shaped head and felt him squirm.  I continued it until he warned me I needed to hurry before my mom came out.

Reluctantly I sped up.  Several times I shoved his whole thing as far as it would go.  I was getting used to doing this now, so I didn’t choke as much.  Soon he rested his hand on my head as his hips started pumping his hardness into my mouth.  I felt his urgency and began speeding up as he moaned softly.  I continued blowing him vigorously until his hands held my head still, and I prepared for the flood of salty fluid which burst into my mouth and quickly flowed down my throat as I swallowed.  “Milk it dry,” he said after a bit, so I continued sucking gently until he released me.  “Get in my lap again,” he said when I had let go of his delicious flesh.

I got into the position which was made awkward by being inside the van.  His hands gripped my ass cheeks as we kissed.  “Such a fuckin’ sweet ass,” he whispered.

“Fuck me, Miguel.  Please!”

He kissed me again.  “We can’t right now, but I’ll make up for lost time.  We’ll need to figure something out.  I can’t go this long without fucking you and filling your tummy with my cum.”  And then he kissed me again.

“Come on.  Fuck me!”

He pushed me off his lap.  “No, but I do wanna taste you.”  He stood me up and turned me around.  “Bend over and grab your ankles.”  I did, and he guided me backward, and then I felt his hands pulling my cheeks apart and then his tongue was licking my hole.  He drove me crazy for a while before stopping suddenly.  “Okay, we have to stop.  Get dressed.”

As I pulled on my clothes I asked “What if I left my bedroom window open at night?  I could even go to bed naked to make it quicker.”  He reached over and messed up my hair.

“We’ll see you horny motherfucker.”

“I’m NOT a motherfucker!” I said indignantly which only made him laugh.

“It’s just a saying.  Relax.”

He pulled his shorts up, and we left the van.  A few minutes later my Mom came out with something to drink for both of us.  After she went back inside, I stood to the side of the door where she couldn’t see.  When I had his attention, I pushed my shorts down, bent over and spread my cheeks.  Then I wiggled my butt.  I yanked them back up and grinned as he shook his head and said “That’s just mean.”

As he was getting his stuff back into the van, my mother came out and told me it was time for soccer practice.  I ran into the house and got my clothes on.  When I came out Mom said, “Oh crap!  I have to show a house.  I won’t be able to pick you up.  We’ll see if we can find you a ride.”

Miguel perked up.  “I have a yard to do near the soccer fields.  I’d be happy to bring him home for you.”

“Are you sure?  It isn’t too much of a bother?”

He grinned broadly.  “Oh no, no trouble at all.”

“Oh, you are an ANGEL,” she gushed.  As we walked to the car, I turned my head around and mouthed Thank you to Miguel.

Practice was a bit tough.  I kept looking for his van to show up.  When it finally did, I got hit in the head by a ball because I wasn’t paying attention.  Everyone had a great time with that one.  After we got done, I ran to Miguel’s van and climbed in.  “I’m so happy to see you!” I said.

“Me too, Jeff.  I’ve had a hard time waiting!”

We drove away from the park and into a neighborhood I didn’t know.  “Where are we going?”

“One of my customers is out of the country.  We’re going to park in their back yard.  We’ll be safer there.”  As we got close, he had me move into the back so no one would see me.  “Keep your clothes on, though.”

“Why?” I asked.

“Because I want to take them off myself.”

In the back of the van, he had placed a nice thick cushion on the floor.  He got out and opened the gate, drove in, parked, and then closed the gates.  I looked outside the window and saw that between the fence and high trees we would have plenty of privacy.  He opened the side door and climbed in.  He gently pushed me back with a huge smile on his face.  He covered my body with his and kissed me gently.  We kissed lightly, teasingly. 

After a bit he sat up.  I rubbed his hard dick through his shorts as he stripped his tank top off revealing his large chest. “Can I feel your chest?” I asked.  He leaned down so I could run my hands over his chest and tummy.  His hands slid under my shirt and pushed it up and then over my head, letting it rest behind my neck.  He leaned down and kissed me gently again and then moved to my nipples and sucked on them.  He backed up slowly letting his lips moved down my torso until it was at the waistband of my shorts.
“Do you have any idea how fucking hot you are?” he asked as he rubbed his cheek against the lump in the front of my shorts.

“YOU’RE fucking hot.”

He moved out of the van, and I leaned up on my elbows and watched him remove the rest of his clothing.  I smiled and whistled softly when he gave his dick a couple of strokes.  He returned my smile.  Still standing outside, he grabbed my foot and undid my shoes, removing them and my socks.  He leaned forward, grabbed my shorts and slowly slid them down my legs until he had removed them.  I lay only in my jock strap.

“Wow,” he said.  “Now THAT is extra hot.”  I rubbed my groin as he gazed at me.  He held his hand up with just his index finger pointing out and made a circular motion.  I grinned and rolled over onto my stomach.  I felt his hands on my calves, and they slid up my legs steadily as he climbed back into the van.  I felt his rough fingers pull apart my ass cheeks.

“Aren’t you going to take my strap off?” I asked.

He gently bit the inside of one of my butt cheeks.  “No.  I’m going to fuck you with it on.”  And then he buried his face in my crack, and once again I felt his tongue licking at my hole.  He drove me crazy for awhile, and then I felt his lips on my lower back.  He kissed along my spine until his body was covering mine.  He pressed his dick against my rear as rubbed his face against my hair.

“Are you going to fuck me with the door open?”

“I was going to, but the way you howl. . .”  He got up and had me move as he shut the door.  Looking back at me he said “Now, you can make as much noise as you want.”

“Should I suck your dick first?”

He grabbed the bottle of lube and said, “No fucking way.  I want my dick inside your tight little ass for every second possible.”  Once he had spread the liquid on his big dick, he moved toward me.  I spread my legs very wide in anticipation.  “I don’t know that I’ve ever wanted to fuck a white boy so bad before.”

“Have you fucked other boys?” I asked as I felt his body moving between my legs.

“No.  A few years ago I got a blowjob from someone, but you’re the first boy I’ve fucked.”  His chest was pressed against my back as he added:  “From the first day I met you, I wanted you.  And then when I felt your ass. . . I just had to get inside it.”  He moved his cock into my crack.  “And now, it’s all mine.”

“Yes! Oh yes, Miguel! PLEASE!”

I felt the tip push against my hole, and I thrust my buns upward.  His dick started to slide into me making me moan.  “Yeah, Jeff.  Give me that hot white ass.  You know you want it!”

“YES!  Yes, give it to me!  ALL of it!” I pleaded, sticking my ass higher into the air.  He shoved his dick forward.  It hadn’t hurt the other night, so I was surprised when pain shot through me.  I actually moved forward, but he followed me ramming the rest of his dick in.  “Miguel!” I called out.

He misunderstood and replied “Fuck yes!  You want it bad, little white boy!” and then he started fucking me with deep thrusts.  “Gonna fuck that snow white ass good and hard, bitch!” and then he picked up speed.  Soon his cock was moving more freely in my insides.  “You like that, don’t you Jeff?”

“Yes, Miguel!  Don’t stop!  Please don’t stop!”

“Oh I’m not gonna stop, baby.  Never!” he said and started pounding me even harder.  “I want to pound that sweet hole day and night!”

I moaned loudly in response as he began pounding me even harder.  I heard the slapping again, and it made me hot to hear the noise of our bodies smacking against each other as his thick, long dick continually rammed inside me.  After a while he told me to get on my knees and move toward the bench.  His dick pounded into me so hard, I was forced to grab the edge of the bench for support.  His fingers dug into my hips as he continued fucking me briskly.  I was moaning loud enough that he said “Yeah, scream for it fucker!”  He started going faster, and I could barely hold on and thought for sure I’d get slammed into the side of the wooden bench.  

Just when it got to its roughest and I was grunting, he became rigid, yelled “Shit!” and then I felt his dick moving inside me.  After a few moments, when his cock stopped moving as much, he grabbed me around the waist and eased me backward until he was sitting against his feet and I was in his lap, his large rod still inside me.  As his hand moved inside my jock and pulled my cock out, he whispered into my ear “Best pussy I’ve ever had.”  He kissed my neck as he stroked me.

“Do . . . do you have a. . . a girlfriend?” I asked haltingly since it was hard to think or talk right now.

“I sure do,” he replied.

My heart sank.  “Oh.”

“And my dick is inside her right now.”

Now I was happy again.  “But, but I’m not a girl!” when I realized he had said “her.”

He kissed me again.  “Don’t need to be a girl.  You’re still my bitch.  You’re all mine, Jeff.  All. Fucking. Mine.”

His hand gripped my dick more firmly, and I melted against him.  “Yesss,” I hissed.

His hand moved away from my dick.  I heard him spit.  His other hand pulled the front of my jock down, and he pulled my dick so that it came out the front.  He started stroking it faster now.  I was breathing heavily as my body tingled.  I started flexing my ass muscles.  “Yeah, baby.  That’s right,” he said.  Then that thing happened with my dick again.  I shivered as it happened.  His hand gripped me firmly making it jump around even more.  When he released my cock, his hand slid up to one of my nipples and started playing with it.  His breath beat against my ear.  “You feel that?”

“That feels good on my nipple.”

“No, Jeff.  You feel my dick getting hard in your tight fucking hole?”

I moved a bit in his lap and could feel what he was talking about.  It was swelling, its length filling my hole again.  “You’re going to fuck me again.”

“Hell yes.  And then when I’m done, you’re going to stick it in your mouth and swallow my load again.”

“Yes,” I breathed as his dick continued spreading inside my ass.  I began moving against him again making his cock bump around in my hole.  Soon he was moving his hips back and forth as he slowly fucked my hole.  We moved again so that I was laying down.  He made very long, slow movements, pulling his dick all the way back and then shoving it back in.  He was going fairly slow, but I could tell he was holding back.  It didn’t last long.  He pulled completely out of me.  “What . .  .” I began.  I watched him open the door.  “You’re stopping?”

“Fuck no!”  He shoved the door all the way back and then stepped out.  He motioned for me. I came to the edge of the door.  

“Come out here.  I want to fuck you outside.”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course I am!”  He said as he helped me down from the van.  I looked around nervously as he turned me around.  He pushed my upper back so I bent over.  He smacked my butt, and I readied myself as he entered me again.  He steadily moved faster until he was in a good fucking rhythm.  The breeze hit the sweat on my back and cooled me down a bit as the sun beat down on my bare skin.  He pounded my hole hard again, the familiar slapping sound growing loud as he picked up speed.  “Yeah, you can really take it, Jeff!”

“Give it to me!” I said in response.

He started fucking me harder.  I bit my lip as this angle sent different sensations through my body.  It felt like his dick was rubbing against the other side of my cock.  I could feel pressure building, and my body tingled as he plowed my hole.  I heard myself moaning after a few more seconds, and before I knew it my dick was twitching again and I was crying out.  My ass muscles clamped on his cock, and I heard him say “Fuck yeah, bitch!”

He rammed my ass a bit more before pulling out.  He grabbed me and took me down to the ground.  He shoved me onto my back.  I felt him grab my jock strap and he yanked it off my body.  He tossed it aside, hiked my legs up, shoved them back and slammed his cock back into my hole.  His hips were moving feverishly as his mouth covered mine and I felt his tongue moving wildly in my mouth.  I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back as he fucked me.  It wasn’t long after that that I could feel his orgasm.

After a few moments his kissing became more gentle.  “I have never had anyone who could take it as much as you can, Jeff.  I wish you lived with me.”

“Me too!”

“Yeah?  What would you do?”

“I’d never wear clothes.  That way you could fuck me whenever you wanted.  And when you weren’t fucking me, I’d suck your dick.”

“That would be so nice,” he said.  He kissed me again and then gingerly moved off me.  He walked to the van as I flexed my legs.  I was enjoying laying in the sunshine completely nude.  I watched him wiping his cock with something, and then he motioned for me to join him.  I got up and walked over to him.  “You have a dick to suck,” he said, as he sat on the edge of the van, his legs wide open.  I smiled back and sucked on his large balls for a while before taking his dick into my mouth.  It was almost all the way limp by now, but I kept sucking on it.  Soon I could feel it growing, and I started sucking him harder.

After a while I heard him say “Get on your knees.”  I released his dick and knelt on the warm grass.  He stood up in front of me, and I returned his meat to my mouth.  I looked up as I sucked him and saw him watching me intently.  “Yeah, you belong on your knees.”  He grabbed my head and made me deep throat him.  “Such a good cocksucker.”

I slobbered on his rod for some time before he told me to get up and get inside the van.  He sat on the edge and lay backward, his legs hanging over the edge.  He moved at an angle and guided me so that my groin was over his face.  I lowered down and inserted my dick into his mouth before returning to blow him.  We sucked each other until I could taste his salty fluid in my mouth, and once again it wasn’t nearly as much as before.

We relaxed together for a while before he decided we better get me home.  He grabbed my jock off the ground and asked if he could keep it. “What do I tell my mom?”

He shrugged.  “Just say you can’t find it.”

We got dressed, and he took me back home and dropped me off.  That night I left my window open just in case, but I wasn’t surprised when he didn’t visit me.  I just hoped it wouldn’t be a few days ago.  The next night I was sound asleep when I felt something.  I moved my hand and found a big hard dick as a warm body slid into my bed.  “I hoped you’d come,” I said as familiar hands moved me onto my side.