Refugee Guest
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing interracial sex between an unrelated man and a young preteen boy. 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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A group of refugees from Africa was moving to our town, and a friend of mine asked me to sponsor a young boy. They weren’t sure about his age, but they figured he was around 9 years old. I’ve never had kids and never really wanted them, but it’s kind of hard to say “No, I don’t want to be inconvenienced” when you know what these kids have been through in their short life, and I have more than an enough room in my house. Since I had broken up with my girlfriend a while back, I’ll also admit it was pretty lonely here.

I picked up Seth after the welcome dinner. I expected a shy boy and instead found him to be enthusiastic, full of smiles, and kind of clingy. The first few days were pretty uneventful. He hadn’t seen some of the modern household items that are commonplace for us which provided some extra entertainment. I loved his exuberance. The most surprising was when I showed him the hot tub. He was so excited, he stripped out of all his clothes and hopped right into it. It was pretty funny, and it shocked me because I’m more accustomed to prudes who even in the locker room will change in the bathroom stall rather than be seen by other males.

Seth adapted well to his new home and life at school. His broken English added to his charm. He was a brave little guy. You had to give him that. By the time the weekend had arrived, he seemed like he had been living here his whole life. I had stayed up later than usual since I could sleep in, and so I fell asleep pretty rapidly. When Seth came into my room, I barely noticed him climb into my bed with me. He curled up against me, his head and a hand on my chest. “You okay?” I asked. He shook his head, but that was his only reply, so I drifted back to sleep.

I don’t know how long I was asleep before something woke me up. I usually slept nude, but since Seth was here and I didn’t know how he would feel if I got up in the middle of the night and checked in on him butt naked while he was having a bad dream, I had begun keeping my boxers on.  What woke me was my hard dick being pulled through the fly in my boxers, and then a hand moving up and down it. At first I was smiling at the pleasurable sensation, but then the disorientation faded and I remembered my girlfriend didn’t live here anymore. Then I remembered Seth was the only other person here. As I focused more, I could tell it was definitely not an adult woman’s hand on my cock.

I wasn’t quite sure what to do. If I said something would it embarrass the hell out of him? Would it hurt our friendship we were developing? Hell, was this maybe even something cultural? How in the fuck should I know? So I lay there and pretended to still be asleep. It was difficult to force myself to lay still while his hand moved slowly up and down my throbbing meat. After a bit his small fingers slid into the fly and began massaging my sac. I won’t lie. It felt damn good. I snorted loudly and shifted so that my legs spread wider. I tried to make it look as natural of a movement as possible. His hand stopped only momentarily before continuing to the base of my dick and then sliding back up it.

It was almost torture not being able to move. His hand felt so good sliding up and down my Johnson, even though I knew on a deeper level this was so wrong. Suddenly his hand moved away from my dick, and I felt his body slide away from me. I took a deep breath. I was kind of relieved he had stopped. But then I felt him moving in the sheets. I opened my eyes and could make out a lump in the blanket moving down toward my groin. I watched in shock, and then hot air against the shaft of my rod confirmed it for me. I was ready to stop him until I felt his mouth slide over the head of my dick. I put my arm in my mouth to keep from moaning or anything as he began blowing me. It was obvious he had done this before.

I was forced to bite on my flesh as he proceeded to suck my cock, taking my meat deeper into this mouth. It took every ounce of self control to not grab his small head and shove it down, to start fucking his throat. He began sucking on it faster. It had been so long since I had been blown that it didn’t take long before I was ready to blow.  My first reaction was to warn him, but I had to keep up the façade, so I resisted as he brought me closer and closer to the edge. I was almost sweating from the effort to restrain myself, especially when my orgasm built more fiercely and then I blasted his throat. Much to my amazement he continued sucking, swallowing all of my load and milking it dry.

When he finally let go of my dick, I felt him moving again, so I moved my arm back to my side under the blanket and turned my head to the side so I could continue playing possum. He cuddled back up against me. I rolled onto my side toward him, and he moved onto his side as well. He pulled my arm so that it draped over his tiny chest, and I got tight against him. He had left my cock out of my underwear, and I discovered it was pressed against his bare ass cheeks. I realized he was nude. I wanted to run my hand down his side to make sure, but I didn’t know how there could be any other explanation for how I felt skin to skin.

When it became obvious my brain wasn’t going to let it go, I snored loudly again and then swept my hand down his chest and up toward his hip. My hand rubbed over his dick and rested on bare skin. I couldn’t handle it. I knew I’d never get back to sleep, and so after a while I shifted my position again so that I was on my back. I finally fell asleep. 

When I awoke in the morning, I looked over and noticed he was still in my bed. I carefully lifted the sheets to slide out to go to the bathroom, but I lifted them higher so I could see his body and sure enough, there was nothing covering his almost black skin.

I slid out of bed, relieved myself, and then went into the living room. I grabbed the paper off the front porch and then sat down on the couch. I couldn’t focus, though. My mind kept reviewing what happened last night. When I heard him stirring, I was too nervous to even face him, and so I once again feigned sleep. He came and sat down next to me and said my name softly. When I didn’t respond, I felt his hand on my belly. He was playing with the hairs that make up my blonde treasure trail. I’m sure body hair, other than pubes, was a surprise to him, but it made my dick start to awaken. I was very nervous, but it didn’t matter, because soon his hand was sliding into my boxers. 

He rubbed my groin as my cock wasted no time getting hard, and then I felt him pull down the front of my underwear, and then once again his hot mouth was working my cock. I decided rather than just lay there I’d act like I was dreaming. “Oh Sarah! That feels so good!” I said, conjuring up my ex-girlfriend. “Yes, baby. Suck that dick!” He started sucking me faster and taking more of my dick into his mouth. I got a little braver and managed to move my hand to his head. “Go on, Sarah! Get that dick in your throat!” I said, pushing his head down. To my surprise he took it deeper in his throat and started blowing me like crazy. I couldn’t fucking believe it! I opened my eyes slowly, saw he wasn’t looking up and let my eyes sweep over his bare, silken dark skin.

I switched hands and held his head down while my other ran down his smooth skin. As I got near his ass I began wondering. If he had already been sucking dick . . . wouldn’t it be possible that . . . I had to thrust the idea out of my mind. “Sarah! Oh gawd! Suck my cock, baby! That feels so fucking good!” I said. My hand rested on his ass for a few moments, and I yanked it away. I put it on my other hand on his head and started pushing his head down faster and harder as I began driving my hips upward. “Yes, Sarah! FUCK YES!” I said fucking his throat. I was amazed at his stamina and only briefly wondered what exactly he had had to do to survive. I started to feel slightly guilty, but then my orgasm started building, and, well, you know how that goes.

Once again when I blew he swallowed the load and greedily drained my cock. When he was done, he gently returned the front of my underwear to its natural position, and then he got up. I heard him in the kitchen, and so I remained “asleep” for a while before I heard him eating cereal and then acted as if I was startled. I looked around faking disorientation and then got up and joined him for breakfast. He didn’t say anything about the two blowjobs, and neither did I. I started up conversation to try to bring some normalcy back to the day which was successful.

When it was time for me to crawl into bed, I hesitated a moment. What if he came in again? I would really enjoy our fun more if it wasn’t through my boxers, so I decided what the fuck and got naked before climbing under the sheets. I was so eager for a return visit that I was having a hard time falling asleep. Just as I was about to give up, I heard my door opening. My dick started tingling as Seth slid into the room and then joined me in bed.  My heart was racing as he moved against me.

Within a few seconds I could feel my cock at full attention, and it was pulsating in anticipation. I knew he was waiting to make sure I was asleep, but I wanted things to get moving, so I kind of turned toward him. I could feel my cock poking him, and sure enough his hand was soon on my meat. I moaned and slid my arm around his shoulders. “Mmmm, Sarah,” I said. He gripped my dick and began stroking it. As he continued moving his hand on my rod, I rolled onto my back. He took the hint, and soon I was savoring the sweet sensation of his hot mouth sucking my dick again.

I threw back the covers and grabbed his head like I had done earlier today and slowly guided it up and down.  After several moments of blowing me, I felt him moving up my body. I released his head, curious to know what he was doing. His body slid against mine until his face was near mine. I could feel his breath before I felt his lips press against mine. That totally stunned me! I was screwed. I was pretending I was with my girlfriend. How could I not kiss him back? So I started kissing him back. Without thinking I pushed my tongue forward. I felt his lips part, and he began tongue kissing me. I ran my hands up and down his silky back.  I could feel him grinding against me, his wood poking me in the belly as we kissed more urgently. I grabbed his ass cheeks firmly as he writhed against me.

Suddenly he was moving backward. I figured he was returning to blow me, but instead I felt him grab my cock, and then I felt it pressed against his hole. I had to force my eyes to stay closed, but I really wanted to see what was going on. I felt my rod enter him, and I moaned uncontrollably. He continued pushing back sliding my rod inside him. He wasn’t a virgin, but my 8 inches still fit pretty tightly in there. He moved steadily, and as my cock buried itself deeper, he moved his body backward into a sitting position. He sat down slowly until he had my whole cock in his hole, and then he began riding it lazily. I gripped his legs and began moving my hips as he gradually began picking up speed.

“Sarah! Let me fuck that tight hole, baby!” I started pushing harder with my hips as he picked up speed moving his body up and down with his legs. “You feel so good, Sarah! Ohmigawd! So fucking tight!” In no time he was practically flying up and down, slamming my cock all the way as he sat down with each lowering of his small body.

He rode me good and hard until my dick was twitching inside his hole as I blasted his guts with my hot cum. Even though I had shot down his throat this morning, this was one heavy load. He kept moving, and I had to stop him as it was just way too sensitive on my spasmodic meat. “Fuck Sarah! That was so good! You never fucked me so good before, baby!” Which was actually pretty true. I pulled him down, and we kissed again. 

I thought I might actually be up for another round, but there was no way I could play that off, and so I slowed down, made my arms go limp, and turned my head to the side and began snoring. He moved to my side, cuddled up against me, and then we both fell asleep.

In the morning I looked at my little friend and realized it definitely wasn’t a dream. I slid out of bed again and went to the bathroom. When I was done, I returned to the room, and he was sitting up in bed. I grabbed my robe and put it on quickly, said good morning, and then practically ran into the kitchen.

He wasn’t bothered by his nudity and helped himself to breakfast as if this was the most normal thing in the world. When we were done eating, I told him he needed to get dressed so we could run some errands. It was almost difficult to be near him without wanting to touch him, or, more specifically, not whipping out my cock and shoving his face into my groin.

We did our errands, and for the time I was able to forget about everything. When we returned home, we put the groceries and other stuff away, and then I plopped down onto the couch. Seth came and sat down in my lap sideways, his small dark arm around my pale white neck. He leaned against me, his gleaming white teeth appearing as he grinned broadly. Without thinking I turned my head and kissed him lightly on the forehead. He looked up at me and then moved to my mouth and began kissing me. I resisted at first but gave up when I felt his tongue part my lips. I felt a fire quickly erupt inside me, and I started kissing him more urgently quickly casting aside any caution as my dick began growing rapidly.

I pivoted and shoved him down onto his back. I moved swiftly between his legs and pressed my body against his as I continued kissing him, rubbing my crotch against him. I felt his hand slide between us until he was massaging my aching cock through my shorts. I pulled back and sat up. His black eyes burned into me, and I reached over and yanked down his shorts exposing his white briefs. The underwear reminded me of snow against asphalt. I looked down and saw his wood tenting his underwear. It made me even hotter to see how excited he was. I took hold of his briefs and yanked them down. I gripped his shorts as well and jerked them off his legs. “I’m going to fuck you so hard,” I said.

As I reached down and began undoing my shorts, Seth pulled his knees toward him and rolled over. I eagerly unbuttoned and shoved down my shorts and boxers as I watched him turn over, lifting his ass into the air. I spit into my hand and rubbed my saliva onto my cock as quickly as I could. His head turned toward me as he watched me prepare. I moved behind him, stuck my dick into his hole and then began pushing. “Is that what you want, Seth? My cock in your ass?” When he nodded his head yes, I shoved my hard meat into him. It may have been a bit too hard, but I didn’t care. I rammed my rod into him until it was completely inside his butt.

“Your ass feels so good, boy! You like that cock?”

“Yes!” he exclaimed.

“Fuckin tight black ass!” I said, pulling my dick backward and then ramming it in again as he moaned. “Yeah, Seth! You want that fucking big dick don’t you?”

“Yes, Rob! Yes!”

I shoved his light blue T-shirt up his body and then took hold of the couch arm. I gripped it as I began moving my hips in large movements so that I was withdrawing my cock and then slamming it deep into my little guest. I picked up pace so that I was fucking him so hard I was almost worried, but he sure could take it! I felt his small ass even push upward as I plowed his ass. “You like sucking my dick, too?” I asked, slamming my dick in hard, shoving his body into the couch cushion.

“YES! I like, Rob. I like!”

I smacked him on the ass a couple of times and slowed down. I made small circular motions with my hips. I decided I wanted more freedom for my legs. I pulled out of him. I quickly stripped out of my clothes. I grabbed his legs and swung them around so that he was bent over the couch. I dropped to my knees behind him and shoved my cock back inside his hole. With my rod firmly up his ass, I yanked his shirt off and tossed it aside. I rubbed his almost bald head lightly as I returned to pounding his butt.

“Say ‘fuck me!’” I told him.

“Fuck me!”

“Fuck me hard!” I instructed.

“FUCK ME HARD!” he yelled. It was so loud I was almost nervous the neighbors had heard. 

I leaned over his back and moved onto my feet so that I was in a squatting position. I immediately started using my lower back and hips to ram my rod into him hard. “You fuck a lot of guys before?” I asked as I humped him.

“Not a lot. They made me.”

I was too fired up with lust to fully register what he just said. “They fuck as good as me?”

“No!”

“That’s fucking right, boy. Got me a hot, little, black bitch pussy now.” I started plowing him harder. I didn’t know where all this talk was coming from, but it was hot. That was for damn sure.  As I got closer to climax, I moved him onto the couch with him on his knees, his ass pointing into the air. I was standing, gripping his hips and ramming his tight, little buns so hard that his head kept pushing into the cushions. Our bodies slammed together repeatedly as I pounded his sweet hole. I smacked his ass again before grabbing both his shoulders so I could yank him backward as I thrust my thick meat into him. The contrast of our skin really got me going for some reason, seeing my white hard flesh as it plowed into his black skin. I could feel I was close, and I welcomed the explosion I knew was coming. And it came fast.

I left my dick into him until I was sure I had finished unloading my seed in his ass. When I pulled out of his butt, I collapsed onto the couch gasping for air. He sat down next to me, smiling. I grabbed his head and shoved it into my groin. My dick was half hard as he inserted it into his mouth and slowly sucked it a little longer, cleaning off any remaining jizz. “I did good?” he asked.

“Fuck yes, Seth! Can’t wait to get up inside that African pussy again.”

“Now?”

I laughed. “No, not right now.”

After resting for a bit, I decided to jump in the shower. When I came out he was in the living room watching TV, naked as when I left him.  I made dinner, we ate, and then we chilled for a few hours. I let him stay up longer than normal and then sent him to his bed.  I went into my room and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth.  When I came out of my bathroom, there was a naked black boy laying on my bed on his stomach. I smiled at his big grin. I walked to the bed and pulled off my boxers.  I grabbed his arm and tugged him toward me. He got on his hands and knees and crawled to the edge of the bed.  I guided him onto his back and then pulled him so that his head went over the side of my bed. “Time for more liquid protein,” I said. He had no clue what I meant, but as my dick moved to his lips, he understood and opened his mouth.

When my cock was stiff from the blowjob, I started pushing it deeper into his throat and slowly humped his mouth. I kept pushing it further with each thrust. When he gagged, I ignored it and kept feeding him. It wasn’t long before I had my dick wedged so far down his throat that he was squirming and pushing against me with his small dark hands. I leaned over and put my hands on his thighs for support as I focused on fucking his throat. I had never done anything with a dude before, but this little fucker was working out quite nicely. And I planned on wearing out my rod in his holes.