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MBEYA POOL BOYS
by Black Boy Dreams
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DISCLAIMER: This story deals with friendship, erotics and explicit sexuality between teenaged boys and an adult man. If this kind of fantasy is disturbing to you, please do not read this. This story is suitable only for adults and should never be read or made available to minors or to people not legally allowed to have access to this kind of written fiction. The story is entirely fictional and based on fantasy not in any way involving real life persons.
COPYRIGHTED, all rights reserved, its forbidden to copy, quote or distribute this story without expressed permission by the author. Only allowed usage is to download it from an authorized distributor and reading it for personal use only.
I hope you will enjoy this fantasy.
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MBEYA POOL BOYS
by Black Boy Dreams
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Smallish muddy footsteps appearing on the deck of his swimming pool and soap lather floating in the water had alerted Thomas that something was up. Thomas lived in luxury as an expatriate in a beautiful mansion in the outskirts of Mbeya, a large city in the southwest of Tanzania. His mansion had a big wall around and in the back, surrounded by well kept bushes, a good-sized swimming pool that apparently had attracted some attention over the last few weeks.
Thomas had decided to keep an eye out and, despite the heat, to work on his laptop in the back of the house where it was hottest, the window ajar so he could hear sounds if there happened to be any. His housekeeper had left before noon, all tasks done, so Thomas felt no embarrassment to sit in the hot room wearing just his boxers and a pair of flipflops, a bottle of water by his lappy to keep him going.
Thomas was deeply involved in making a spreadsheet when he suddenly heard a stifled boyish giggle nearby. This snapped him out of his concentration and he looked through his window to see where it came from.
Surely enough, it was from his pool.
He saw three African boys, young teens, busy pulling their shirts over their heads and kicking off their flipflops. They were whispering and chuckling softly, having quite a bit of fun. Kiswahili had never been Thomas' strong point so he caught a few words but missed most. He smiled as the boys took their shorts off too, stripping down completely naked. Tanzania was nothing like England, boys here had little qualms about getting naked for a swim and seeing each other that way.
The smallest of the three hugged the biggest and the middle boy joined in the hug, hugging the smaller one more than the bigger one. Could they be brothers? They whispered with each other, it sounded quite affectionate. They broke the hug and Thomas startled to see the smallest boy had an erection and held the two bigger boys by their boyhoods, which too were swelling.
That was quite odd for Tanzania too, and Thomas decided not to intervene but to watch the goings on.
The smallest boy led the two bigger boys by their boyhoods to the edge of the pool at the shallow end, then let go and jumped in. The two boys, their sizable boyhoods now quite hard, went to sit side by side on the pool's edge, their legs dangling into the water. Thomas was intrigued!
The smallest boy, in the water to his chest, went to stand between the legs of the biggest one, hugged his waist, slipped his respectably large boyhood in his mouth and started sucking and bobbing on it. The bigger one held his shaven head, tenderly rubbing it, while the middle boy to his right hugged against him, and they kissed while below the smaller boy saw to his task with enthusiasm.
Thomas had seen enough! He silently got up, slipped out of his flipflops not to make a noise, he walked out the back door over the back porch until he was maybe 10 yards away. He could hear the boys moaning softly.
Thomas took a breath and then sternly said: "Boys!" The boys startled as if struck by lightning, the biggest one pulled the small one out of the water and the three of them dashed for their clothes. "No!" Thomas now shouted, and the boys, bundles of clothes in their hands, froze. "Drop those and come here!" Thomas sternly said. Reluctantly the boys dropped their clothes and flipflops and walked towards him, guilt and embarrassment all over their faces. The three of them lined up, the biggest one in the middle, the bigger boys tried to cover their swollen boyhoods in embarrassment, the smallest one was clearly nervous but did not hide it.
"Stand straight." Thomas said, knowing the discipline the boys lived under in the Tanzanian school system. "Hands behind your backs." The smallest boy immediately complied, the bigger ones more reluctantly. The bigger boys were a bit more than half-hard now, the smallest boy's boyhood fully firmed.
The biggest boy looked pained to Thomas. "We're very sorry we snuck in bwana, I swear you we are not thieves! Please bwana, don't call the police on us."
Thomas gestured at them and asked: "What's your names boys? Don't be scared."
"I'm Dogo bwana." the smallest one volunteered, still hard as a stick.
"I'm Kelvin bwana, please please don't call the police bwana, please. Beat us, but please no police."
"I won't call the police and I most certainly am not going to beat you boys." Thomas said, this to great relief of the three, and Thomas pointed to the middle boy, on the left. "And you?"
"I'm Amri bwana. Thank you very much bwana." The middle boy said shyly.
"Are you really not going to call the police bwana?"
"No such thing Kelvin." Thomas said reassuringly, seeing the boys calm before him. "What I do want to know however is what you boys were up to."
"Uh we were playing bwana. We're boys, we play bwana."
Thomas chuckled at the confident tone Kelvin struck up and pointed at the boy's half hard boyhood, still wet with Dogo's saliva. "And what's this then? Is that how older boys play with younger boys in Tanzania?"
"Uhh well bwana.."
"Its fun to do bwana!" Dogo interrupted with stainless steel confidence, his hands resting in his sides, his boyhood hard as ever and a huge sparkly white grin on his face.
"Dogo!" Kelvin hissed and gave the smallest boy a corrective tap of his finger on his tummy. Thomas recognized, in Tanzania age is hierarchy, among brothers and in groups of friends usually the older ones take responsibility over the younger ones.
Thomas smiled and gave Kelvin a tap with his finger on his flat brown tummy and said in the same tone: "Kelvin!" Kelvin squeaked softly and hung his head a bit like Dogo had done, showing his acceptance. Thomas now turned to the smallest boy. "Dogo, do you do this for Kelvin more often?"
Dogo eagerly nodded. "Muhuh, all the time bwana, and for Amri too. It's fun to do bwana, to suck on it and to make them go so crazy about it!"
Kelvin and Amri looked down deeply ashamed , even squirming a bit where they stood. They knew the worst of beatings was about to be handed out to them. They wrestled down their emotions and awaited the inevitable, but what came, came as a shock.
"I could see it was fun Dogo, and I could hear you boys moaning from inside. Boys: it is okay, it really is. No punishment, no police."
The older boys gasped. "No beating bwana?" Kelvin tried incredulously.
"I could give your butts a good beating if you insist on it boys, but no, no beating."
Dogo lunged forward and hugged Thomas close, taking him by surprise. Kelvin and Amri joined in, they almost cried thanking him, and Thomas held them to him, hushing the boys.
"No no its allright. It's boys having fun, I understand that. I also understand that this is a big secret you share, and now that I share it with you I will keep it, you have my word."
"Oh thank you thank you bwana.." Amri said, "Do boys in South Africa play like that too?"
"No no Amri, I'm from Kent, from England, not South Africa, and to be honest when I was your age I wished I had friends like you boys are to each other. I would've loved to play like that back then."
"Bwana?" Dogo asked, and Thomas startled as the boy shamelessly took gentle hold of the bulge in his boxers and kneaded it a little, which caused it to stir, and looked him adorably in his eyes, "Bwana you can still play if you like..."
"Dogo!" Kelvin corrected and gave his younger friend a soft kick to his calf.
Unseen to Kelvin Dogo carried on gently kneading the bulge, which was firming a great deal, still looking at him with a young boy's innocence. "Bwana?" he asked cutely.
"Naw, you boys wouldnt want that, me a grown man." Thomas said with a gentleness that surprised the boys. Amri said something quick in Kiswahili that had 'matakwa' in it, someone wanting something. Dogo giggled and some words rolled off his tongue, his eyes sparkling with mischief. Kelvin asked something, the other boys replied with 'naam', affirmingly. Thomas held on to the boys and let them discuss, whatever it was it was benign and friendly.
"Bwana.." Kelvin said, tilting his head probingly, "Would you like to sit by the water with us?" Thomas glanced around the boys and the three of them nodded invitingly, in their gazes nervous apprehension had made way for benign kindness.
Thomas smiled. An agreement had been reached between the boys, they seemed relaxed and peaceful now. "For a bit yes boys, yes I'd like that." Wide ivory grins all around.
The group hug broke and they walked to the edge of the pool. "Come sit bwana." Kelvin said respectfully and offered his hands to help Thomas sit down on the edge, lower legs in the water. Amri and he went to sit by Thomas' sides, but snugly against him, holding his shoulders gently and leaning in with their shaven heads resting to the sides of his chest. "Boys, boys.." Thomas said endeared by such affection and lay his arms over their shoulders.
"Mrrr.." Amri murred in pleasure and Dogo jumped in the water and got right in front of Thomas. Without shame he reached out and tapped his finger on Thomas' clearly half swollen bulge and giggled excitedly some quick Kiswahili. Kelvin put his foot to Dogo's chest and gently pushed him over, falling backwards into the water. Dogo giggled as he got up, lay his arms across Thomas' knees and rested his cheek on it, looking up and down between Thomas' bulge and his face in fascination, letting his older friends speak.
"You are a good man bwana." Kelvin praised and rubbed his hand over Thomas' shoulder,
"We are sorry for sneaking in your garden but the water called us, its a hot october."
Thomas was endeared by such affection and he could clearly sense he as the adult and eldest was now top of the hierarchy, Kelvin had given him his place. "You are good boys, the three of you.." a soft murr of pleasure was replied "..But there's three things you boys did that were wrong." The boys were on his lips, cuddling even closer. "First, you just never use soap in a swimming pool, that's a bad thing." Three sweet apologies. "Then, you boys made muddy footprints on the deck, and you've been giving my groundskeeper a lot of work with that."
"We're sorry bwana, we'll go clean that up in a bit so that it's shiny." Kelvin softly said and the other boys agreed. "And the third thing bwana?"
"I will tell you later boys, remind me. But now I need something before things go wrong. " Thomas gave Dogo's shaven head a gentle pet, and the young boy who had smilingly been staring at his bulge looked up to him. "Dogo, see that blue bottle of sunblock there on the table? Get it for me please." Dogo grinned, got out of the water and ran to the garden table in the shade to fetch the blue plastic bottle and ran back, lept into the water and got up close.
"Can I rub you with it bwana?" he asked very sweetly, but Amri snatched the bottle from his hands. Kelvin snapped his fingers and Amri handed the bottle over.
"Can we do it together bwana?" Dogo asked a bit sadly and Amri, who was getting less shy, affirmed. Thomas looked them over smiling.
"Three pieces of gold, that's what you are." Thomas said endeared and a tad excited,
"Do it together and do it right boys."
Dogo lay his hand on Thomas' bulge and made a serious frown. "You should really take this off bwana, so it doesn't get the cream on it."
Thomas laughed. "I seen you look little one, you're just aching to see what the big mzungu's got don't you?"
"He's right you know, bwana." Kelvin tryingly said.
"It's better!" Amri added, a bit eager.
Thomas chuckled: "It does seem that the Tanzania Youth Coalition just outvoted me!"
"Yeah take it off bwana." Kelvin now half-jokingly urged.
"Please bwana." Amri half whispered.
"Let's see what you got!" Dogo brazenly challenged, and got pushed back in the water again, this time by Amri. "Sorry bwana!" he chuckled, emerging.
Thomas pulled the boys shoulders aside a bit, so that they gave him some room, then he lay back on his back, pulled up his knees and pulled off his boxers, the three dark brown boys eagerly watching his acrobatics. He lay it aside and rolled back between the boys, sitting where he sat but now as naked as the young black teens. Kelvin and Amri immediately cuddled snugly against him. Dogo got in front of him, slipped his small wet hands between his white thighs and spread them apart, peering between them. Neither of the boys corrected him now, they too gawked at his half hard manhood. The boys exchanged some excited words in Kiswahili. Dogo reached out and touched his manhood, playing with it in curiosity. Kelvin and Amri joined in, fifteen smallish brown fingers probing, rubbing and playing with his cock and balls.
Thomas closed his eyes a moment, feeling put off and turned on at the same time, put off by his embarrassment and adult reluctance, turned on by the warmth of these boy's bodies and hearts, their affection, admiration and the probing and playing of their fingers. Thomas got as hard as a stick, and the harder he got the more excited the boys' whispers became. Thomas opened his eyes and saw the boys enthralled by their investigation.
"Very beautiful bwana." Kelvin praised.
"All white and big for us!" Amri added.
"Bwana likes to play ey bwana? Our secret, your secret." Dogo said conspiratorily.
"Boys you can't talk with anybody about this.." Thomas said, overcome by the situation and feeling too mesmerized to refuse their illegal and perhaps immoral affections like a responsible adult should.
"Bwana, the three of us are best friends, we have sworn.." Amri said, "What we do would get us beaten badly bwana. We've been doing this for years and no one ever found out. We won't tell on you too bwana."
"We are special friends bwana and special friends never tell on each other or they all go down." Kelvin added, and Thomas understood exactly what 'special friends' meant to these boys. In Tanzania, like in much of modern Africa, there was no greater taboo than the love between males, regardless of age. It happened a lot but was absolutely unspeakable and completely denied.
"Special friends never tell on each other." Thomas solemnly said, and it was clear that this was both a vow and a promise.
"Will you be our special friend bwana? It would be a great honor."
Thomas looked around the three boys who looked at him in suspense."Is that what you really want boys? All three of you? I ask first Dogo, then Amri, then Kelvin."
"Mrrr I would love that bwana." Dogo murred
"That would be great bwana, you as one of us." Amri said intimately.
"I want you to lead bwana, our group, the four of us. Our secret, shared." Kelvin said solemnly.
"Then Kelvin, Amri and Dogo, then we are special friends now. My name is Thomas. But Kelvin, you and I lead together. I am the new one in the group, you got to help me so I do it right."
Kelvin's face lit up, proud that the adult let him share and hold his position in the group. The oldest boy rubbed Thomas' shoulder and said teasingly: "you want Dogo's lips on your chengelele don't you bwana?" The boys chuckled and Dogo demonstratively licked his full brown lips, flashing his eyes mischievously.
Thomas blushed, his 'chengelele' giving some firm throbs at the prospect. "How does it work? Do all of you..?"
The boys laughed and Kelvin shook his head. "We all kiss each other but only Dogo kisses our chengelele bwana. He's the youngest, see? And we give him a good rub for it, he loves rubs."
"You wanna rub my chengelele bwana?" Dogo teased and this time it was Thomas who put his foot on the young boy's chest and gently shoved him backwards in the water. Hilarity ensued, the bigger boys hugged his sides and Dogo hugged his waist and pressed his wet cheek against his belly, giggling to have been playfully put in his place by the adult, and with that act, accepted.
"That's what you do when he gets too smart bwana!" Kelvin chuckled.
"Nothing I wouldnt do to you if you get too smart Kelvin, or maybe I'd spank you like a little boy!" The younger boys went 'woooooh!' at that and Kelvin hugged him tightly.
"Its so great having a man with us, and especially a mzungu like you!" Kelvin praised.
"Mzungu chengelele!" Dogo cheerfully exclaimed, 'whiteman penis!', and for this the two older boys in unison put a foot on his chest and pushed him in the water. Dogo came out laughing.
"He's happy with his new toy bwana!" Amri chuckled.
"If you let him play with it of course bwana." Kelvin added, both to Thomas and as a word of warning to Dogo to remain respectful to the adult.
Thomas pulled the two bigger boys close to him, and caught Dogo with a hug of his legs, making him giggle. "Boys, boys.. I am grateful for your respect but we are special friends now, you don't have to say bwana all the time or be super careful with me. See me as an older boy in our group, just a bit bigger and older than Kelvin."
The boys chuckled. "Just a very very bit bigger and older boy than me!" Kelvin said naughtily and squeaked in joy when Thomas hugged him tighter.
"I do reserve the right to spank your naughty butt though, Kelvie!" Thomas teased and Kelvin murred softly. Thomas took the sunblock bottle and immediately got presented with six small brown hands, the lighter palms turned up. Thomas deposited squirts of white lotion on each palm, put the bottle away and rested his ankles on Dogo's shoulders, who chuckled to be used as a footrest. Dogo promptly began slickening Thomas' feet with the lotion and worked his way up the legs, eagerly rubbing. Kelvin and Amri joined in, rubbing Thomas' chest, belly, sides, back and arms.
Thomas relaxed and kept dispensing globs of white lotion in eagerly held out hands. Dogo quickly rubbed Thomas'inner thighs, gazing in fascination at his manhood, but just as his small brown hands reached out to it Thomas held his thin wrists and said: "No Dogo, not there." Dogo looked up to him a bit sadly, but Thomas gave him a slight wink and this made Dogo's face light up with an ear-to-ear grin.
"Amri, my face." Thomas mildly said and Amri carefully began anointing the man's face, looking at him in fascination. Thomas closed the bottle and put it aside and the boys rubbed the remainder of the lotion on themselves, making them shine like molten chocolate in the hot African sun.
Dogo lay his arms across Thomas' lap again and rested his chin on them, staring unashamed at Thomas' swollen manhood, and the bigger boys cuddled into him affectionately. Thomas smiled. "So you boys like swimming?" some 'hm-m' affirmations came.
"Yes but its not all of it bwana." Kelvin said, "We were looking for a good secret place to play, where no one would see us have fun like we do."
"You never got caught boys?" soft 'nuh-huh's ensued.
"We'd get beaten so bad bwana, and we could never be friends again.." Kelvin said.
"My father would put me out of the house for sure." Amri said, "Beat me and put me out. Especially if he's drunk."
Thomas held him snugly and kissed his forehead. Amri smiled.
"My mama mzazi would slap my butt so hard I couldnt sit for days bwana, she's strong." Dogo said and shivered, still gazing at Thomas' manhood.
Kelvin sighed. "I'd get the belt, here and there and all over." he said softly.
"A dangerous secret boys.." Thomas said, "So my garden is your haven?" nods and affirming hums.
Dogo reached out his hand and gently grabbed hold of the white manhood he had been dreamily gazing at all this while now. "I wanna see how crazy I can make you bwana." he smiled sweetly and gently kneaded a bit. Thomas bit his lip. He looked left and right and saw that the bigger boys too were quite hard. Despite his age, Kelvin's boyhood was about as big as Thomas' manhood and Amri's wasn't too far behind.
Thomas took Dogo's wrist and had him let go. "I'm shy." He confessed.
"Aww don't you wanna?" Dogo asked, worried. Thomas thought about it some.
"We gave Dogo good training bwana, he's been practicing for years!" Kelvin enticed.
"He's gonna make you moan for sure bwana, he's got a wicked mouth!" Amri urged.
Thomas gently petted Dogo's cheek, who grinned and promised: "I'm gonna make you go crazy like a baboon with fleas! It'll be awesome bwana!"
"I never played with boys before. Hardly as a boy and not at all now I'm grown up."
"But you wanna, I can see it!" Dogo said.
"Yes I think so but, I'm just shy." Dogo slid his small wet hands between Thomas' thighs, parted them, got on between them and hugged the white man's waist, putting his cheek to his belly.
"I could drive Kelvin crazy first so you see what I can do! That will help you bwana."
Thomas hugged the small boy's shoulders, holding his head and pressing him to him in affection. He was such a sweet kid. "Show me." He softly said.
Dogo looked up and grinned, then got before Kelvin, grabbed the older boy's knees and pushed them firmly apart. Kelvin's beautiful and big boyhood bobbed up as bit, and the older boy held out his arms, hugged Dogo as he stepped in, and Dogo hugged his waist and started sucking and bobbing his head with soft slurping sounds. "Aali... mmmmhh aali..." Kevin moaned hungrily and held onto the small boy in the water, squirming in place. Thomas saw him wrap his legs around the small boy's body under water, and how the boy's toes were curled up and spread wide. It was very clear that what Dogo was doing with him felt very 'aali' indeed!
Kelvin slapped at the empty spot to his right and Amri quickly got up and sat there, hugging his friend, rubbing his body and started kissing with him passionately. Thomas let his hands join in on the stroking and started rubbing Kelvin's smooth brown back, his chest and tummy, making the boy murr and moan even deeper.
Kelvin broke the kiss with Amri and turned to Thomas,. He was dazed, his eyes went crosseyed with little shocks, he panted and held his full brown lips puckered. "Please bwana gimme a kiss." he moaned in heat and Thomas felt compelled. He got closer, their lips met they started slowly kissing, Kelvin's tongue carefully probed and played with Thomas' who a bit reluctantly joined in, the boy's breath soaring through his nostrils.
Thomas now rubbed the boy's tummy with one hand and was rubbing and squeezing the African boy's firm bubble butt with his other hand, kissing him deeply. Kelvin's breathing got evermore frantic, until he suddenly froze and went off like a rocket, Thomas and Amri restraining him as much as holding them.
They broke their kiss and Thomas put a quick kiss on the dazed black teen's nose, then let him come to his senses. Dogo spat the white threads of cum in his hand and them rubbed it all over his chest, then took water in his mouth and spat it out. He gazed at Kelvin defiantly. "Yeeah! Crazy like a baboon with fleas just like I said!" he giggled. Kelvin hugged the boy to him and whispered words of affection in Kiswahili. After a while they let go, Dogo looked left and right to Thomas and Amri and said in an excited defiance that was quite irreverent for a youngest Tanzanian boy: "Who of you will I get to make all crazy now?"
Amri looked askingly to Thomas, who smiled. "Amri's next. Give it to him good Dogo!" Thomas got out of the water and went to sit by Amri's side, and now hugged the middle teen close.
Dogo pushed Amri's knees apart and stepped between. He grabbed the middle boy's boyhood and shook it. "This.. is mine!" he said possessively, hugged Amri's waist and slid his brown snake into his mouth and murringly started sucking it..
"Oooooohhh.." Amri moaned loudly and Dogo chuckled with his mouth full, then got to his task again. Amri held him tight, turning to Kelvin and kissing him hungrily, trembling all over while Thomas, taken by the moment, rubbed his chest and alternated giving the boy's firm African boybutt some good rubs, kneads and appraising slaps. Amri reached and grabbed a firm hold of Thomas' manhood and held onto it snugly, then broke his kiss with Kelvin and turned to Thomas.
This time Thomas didn't hesitate but eagerly kissed the soft brown lust-swollen lips, and it was he who probed Amri's tongue, rubbing and kneading his firm buttocks and tummy. He looked Amri, who was beside himself with yearning, in his wildly flashing eyes, Amri tried to answer the gaze but he was just too taken by Dogo's skill,. His whole body trembled and so did the small warm hand wrapped snugly around Thomas' fully swollen manhood.
Amri suddenly snorted wildly and blew and sucked in Thomas' mouth when he too was gripped by a fierce orgasm, his fingers wrapped around Thomas'; manhood giving short spasming squeezes. Thomas held him snugly, restraining the middle boy together with Kelvin and parted lips to let the excited boy breathe.
Dogo again spat the white seed in his hand, rubbed it over his chest and washed his mouth with water before Amri who was fully overcome.
"Ama! Dogo! Ama!" Amri panted and grabbed firm hold of the youngest boy, and Thomas grinned when the middle boy kept repeating the words over and over, knowing 'ama' to be the Kiswahili exclamation for 'wow' that young boys use.
Most casually Kelvin got up and went to sit by Thomas' right side , cuddling up snugly against him. Thomas at first didn't think about this affection but just enjoyed it, but then it came to him quickly when a radiant Dogo stood before him in the water and slipped his small wet hands between his white thighs. Dogo grinned wide, spread Thomas' knees wide and exclaimed: "Bwana! You have something that belongs to me!" Thomas gulped. "No more shy games bwana!" he said brazenly, intoxicated by the moment, and neither boys nor Thomas corrected him. "Gimme what is mine bwana, I'm gonna make you a wild baboon for me!"
"Now's the time bwana." Kelvin urged him with enthusiasm and began rubbing him all over, but in a way that also held him.
"Your turn!" Amri grinned and joined in on was part stroking, part restraining.
Thomas surrendered and lay his arms over the older boys shoulders, and gave Dogo a nod. Dogo giggled and got close, hugged around Thomas' waist and went down. Thomas felt how the young boy put his full lips to the tip of his glans and pushed down, peeling down his foreskin along with it. Dogo latched on with a good suction but then, then his little tonge started flicking, coiling, tickling like wild!
Thomas almost doubled over and gripped the boys shoulders strongly, holding on for dear life as he could do nothing but moan almost painedly, fighting his urge to just cry out and squirt right on the spot. He heard the three boys gigglng excotedly and he wrapped his legs around Dogo who gave him the sucking of a lifetime. The boys indeed had trained him well, Dogo's kneading lips and flicking tongue were irresistable, and he too trembled and shook.
"Kiss, kiss!" Kelvin urged and Thomas torned his head and just dove onto the boy's lips, and into his mouth. Now Thomas was the wild one, almost out of control, being sucked, hugged and kissed from all sides. He felt the boys restraining him as much as they rubbed him an it was needed because he was beside himself.
Thomas broke the kiss, turned and kissed Amri passionately, completely forgetting the inappropriateness of what he was doing, just sucking the boy's tongue, enjoying, moaning frantically into the boy's mouth.
He broke the kiss with Amri and locked lips and tongues with Kelvin again, kissing him with the same wild passion he had given Amri, a passion eagerly answered by the boy.
The kiss broke with Thomas doubling over with a deep moan that squeezed the last breath out of him, as his manhood pumped its seed into Dogo's mouth with a ferocity like he had;t felt in years. "Nnnnghh! Nnnngh!" he moaned hard with every squirt, he grabbed hold of Dogo's head, clutched it in his arms and kept him in place while he filled the boy's mouth with squirts. Kelvin and Amri rubbed his back to both encourage and calm him.
Half out of his gourd Thomas reached under Dogo's arms and lifted the young boy out of the water, into his lap and hugged him possessively while he came to his senses. A moment passed between them.
"What did I say bwana?" Dogo teased giggling naughtily, "Even wilder than a wild baboon. You made me swallow it bwana, your squirts are in my tummy now!"
"I never had it like this, anything like this you sweet little Dogo.." Dogo giggled enthusiastically at such praise.
"We trained him every day since he was little!" Kelvin chuckled and Thomas wondered how long the boys been at it.
"Special friends bwana?" Dogo chuckled, his eyes sparkling.
"Oh yes, you, you, you and me! Special friends!" The group hug tightened.
"Welcome in the group bwana." Kelvin solemnly said.
"Yeah, welcome bwana, you're one of us now!" Amri added.
"We got us a mzungu now!" Dogo exlaimed, "Welcome bwana!"
"Ninakupenda boys. All three of you." Thomas confessed and the boys murred and rubbed him, showing the affection was entirely mutual.
Kelvin broke the hug, got up and went to sit by Amri's side, leaving Thomas wondering what was going on. The boys grinned wide and Dogo got nervous. "A little boy is about to go very crazy for his naughtiness!" Kelvin said ominously and Dogo squeaked in nervous enthusiasm.
"Yeah, there's three of us now little boy! You're gonna be our little lap monkey three times for what you did to us!" Kelvin and Amri roughly grabbed a wildly giggling Dogo, spread him out across their laps holding him down. Dogo's boyhood, about as long as a hand's width, was throbbing fiercely and the boy feebly stuggled to get loose. "Grab his legs bwana! Let's give this little worm whats coming to him!" Thomas grabbed the smallest boy's thin bown legs and held them down on his lap, wondering what would happen.
Kelvin put his left foot on the edge of the pool, letting Dogo's back rest agains it, sitting in Amri's lap. Kelvin hugged the small boy snugly and began kissing his lips. Amri put Dogo's boyhood between his palms and started firmly rubbing it between them, making the boy moan and snort in utter delight. Thomas had an idea, pinned down Dogo's ankles with one hand and started tickling the boy's small feet with his free hand. Excited as he was, Dogo now went wild, struggling and moaning in utter delight.
"Yeah his feet! Tickle his feet bwana, good idea!" Amri cheered and said ominously: "You're gonna have a hard time Dogo now that there's three of us!"
To his joy Thomas discovered that Dogo's soft soles were very ticklish, and that he could greatly add to the young boy's thrill by tickling them just enough to keep him wild and helpless. Kelvin was passionately giving the boy little kisses while denying him escape and Amri was fiercely rubbing the young boy's boyhood between his palms in a wild masturbation. Thomas decided that this was the 'giving Dogo a good rub' that Kelvin had spoken of, the way they let the youngest boy squirt, if squirt he could, for the pleasures he had given them.
The small brown feet wildly flapped around trying to evade the tickling white fingers, but with his ankles pinned down Dogo's soles made easy targets for Thomas' tickling frenzy. Dogo frantically moaned, snorted and coiled but he was well restrained and well cared for. Suddenly the small boy started bucking his hips fiercely and stretched his body, toes curled, Thomas rubbed the soft soles gently while the young boy squirted however much he had into Amri's hands. Amri held his wet palm under Thomas' nose. "Smell this bwana!" he said, Thomas smelled and was surprised by the strong spicy smell coming from so little seed, he grinned and Amri rubbed it off on Dogo's body.
"No mercy for you little boy!" Kelvin vowed, got up, went to sit to the right of Thomas again, seized Dogo's ankles and pulled the boy over the three laps so his head was with Amri, his still throbbing boyhood with Thomas and his feet with Kelvin.
"Please! Breathe! Please let me.." Dogo stammered, still panting, but Amri started kissing him and Kelvin tickling his soles, driving him wild again..
"Bad boys don't need to breathe!" Kelvin decided. Thomas grabbed hold of the boyhood of the wiggling brown boy's torso on his lap, started ticking Dogo's belly and gave him a fast masturbation the western way, sending Dogo moaning, he tried to give as much pleasure as he could, determined to drive the boy as wild as Dogo had driven him, in this mock revenge. Dogo went wild and moaned and howled, half smothered by Amri's barrage of little kisses. Thomas tickled inside the boy's belly button, gave his little hard balls a good rub and beat his brown little meat fiercely. To his right, Kelvin showed Dogo absolutely no mercy in tickling his feet, making the boy almost choke in frantic pleasure.
Soon Dogo got stiff as a board again and started thusting his hips upward wildly, splattering a few drops up in the air and over his tummy and Thomas' hands. He had barely stopped squirting or Kelvin said heatedly: "Amri, we got him good now, come here quick!"
Amri quickly got up and went to sit beside his friend and they now grabbed poor Dogo who was flailing wildly and pulled him back over their laps. "Grab his arms bwana!" Kelvin urged and Thomas, caught up in the game, hugged Dogo's small torso, pinning his arms.
"No tongue inside bwana, he doesn't like that!" Amri empathically urged and started tickling the soles, making Dogo chuckle and flap his little feet frantically. Kelvin joined in rubbing Dogo's boyhood between his palms and a deep desperate moaning in pleasure resulted. Thomas pulled him to him. Poor Dogo was beside himself with excitement, his pupils completely dilated, frantically squirming, tears rolling freely over his brown cheeks. Thomas started kissing the boy's lips and Dogo kissed back as best he could every time, leaving him even more breathless, frantic and overcome with lust. Dogo now shone not with water but with pearls of sweat all over and Thomas kept kissing those sweet tasting lips, giving the boy just enough breath and all the pleasure that the play of his lips could convey.
Dogo snorted and moaned wildly, his eyes shot helplessly in all directions, suddenly he squeaked and shocked his body stiff as a board, then moaned in utter strain as he came hard.
Kelvin chuckled and showed him that his palms were dry save for a single drop.
Thomas turned to Dogo lying exhausted against his leg, panting deeply. He looked in Dogo's eyes, Dogo looked in his. Occassionally, tenderly, Thomas kissed the boy's lips and that's how he let Dogo come to his senses while Kelvin and Amri now gently rubbed his small body, not to excite but to help their smaller friend calm.
"This was the best rub I ever had.." Dogo sighed in awe, almost returned to his senses,
"Four of us is best."
"Four of us is best." Amri said peacefully,gently rubbing.
"Four of us is best." Kelvin said decisively as the older boy, then added, "Isn't it bwana?"
"Yes boys." Thomas sighed in bliss. "Four of us is best."
Dogo sat up in Thomas' lap and hugged him with arms and legs, laying his cheek against Thomas'. Amri went to sir by Thomas' left side and a group hug of three African boys and a white man ensued. There they sat for a timeless moment, enjoying each others bodies.
"Boys, there remains the third thing you did wrong. What were the first?"
"No soap in the water bwana.".
"Very good Kelvin. And?"
"No muddy footprints." Dogo said, cuddling into Thomas, "We're gonna clean that up."
"Very good Dogo. The third is, you snuck into my garden without permission. Trespassing." They apologized. "How did you even get in here? The wall is high."
Amri pointed. "The tree there outside bwana, that long branch there helped us get over the wall and that tree inside helped us get out."
"I'll have that branch removed, no more trespassing." Thomas decisively said and the boys fell silent. "No more trespassing boys, because from now on, you will come ringing my front door bell. I will tell my housekeeper and my groundskeeper that you three and just you three are always welcome as my guests in my pool for a swim, provided you wash your feet at the tap there so there's no muddy footprints, and that they only soap you'll use will be when showering with me."
"Bwana!" Dogo cried in gratitude, and the three of them hugged him as tight as they could.
"No no, we are special friends now. My garden is your haven and my pool is your pool. You can always came by, together.." He gave Dogo a small wink, "..or alone, but often I won't have time as I have to work. My staff is usually well gone before three in the afternoon and save for visitors, we won't be disturbed then. I do my own cooking and I'd be honored to set my three African princes up with meals when you are hungry. That is, if your parents approve. It will save them money but would nab you from their dinner table so, I need approval. If they want to meet, I'm open for that so they know I'm good people. Just don't play games when they are here and don't be naughty."
"Ama! That is so great bwana!" Amri gasped and the others agreed.
"We are four now." Kelvin said decisively.
"We are four." Amri nodded.
"We are four!" Dogo exclaimed happily.
"Yes, we are four, my friends." Thomas said and the boys murred that the man called them friends. "I have some coconut bean soup left over from yesterday, not enough for a meal but just right to put some satisfaction in those tummies. How's that boys?"
"You put a bit of satisfaction in mine already bwana, eleven squirts of it!" Dogo giggled irreverently and yelped as Thomas shoved him off his lap into the water.
THE END
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