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MBEYA POOL BOYS

by Black Boy Dreams
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STORY CODES: m+M , Mm , mm, WM , Bm , group , cons , oral

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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