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Friendship Between Two Boys

This story is a work of erotic fiction. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. It may contain depictions of non-consensual sex (i.e. rape) and racial slurs which some readers may find offensive. This story is not intended to be read by minors or by anyone who might be unduly influenced by its contents, or where community standards prohibit this type of literature. If any of these prohibitions apply to you, please find something else to read for your entertainment. All publishing and reproduction rights are reserved by the author of this story.

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Calvin and Timothy met in high school. Calvin was a new student, bussed in from another neighborhood. Timothy grew up in the spacious affluent suburbs, while Calvin grew up in the hot and horny crowded inner-city - but they both quickly realized that they shared the same interests in video games, music videos and girls.

Timothy was amused by Calvin's low-sagging pants and the obvious bubble butt that the black boy was hiding underneath them. It didn't take long for Timothy to invite Calvin to come to his house one day afterschool. Timothy's mom and pop were out of town on business trips. He figured it would be a good time to have a friend over without the "downer" of having his mother and father constantly looking over his shoulder.

As they left the school and walked toward Timothy's house Calvin couldn't help but to be impressed by the large houses and spacious yards that lined the quiet suburban streets of new friend's neighborhood. Timothy led the way. Calvin followed him, walking slightly behind, his eyes resting on the smooth white skin and soft whiffs of blond hair on the back of the boy's neck.

When the two arrived at Timothy's home they went down to the game room in the basement. They did all the things that normal healthy teenagers do. They talked about sports and cute girls. They joked around, snuck a few beers and watched porn movies.

As the porn movies continued, the boys became drunker and drunker. They became more uninhibited about whipping out their cocks and jacking off in front of each other. Calvin had a thick fistful of black cock in his hand as he restlessly stroked his meat. Timothy did the same with his ample white cock.

Out of curiosity the boys' eyes drifted over to watch each other jerk-off. This only made them more aroused. "Wow," Timothy said, "I never really saw a black cock up close before. Most of the cocks I've seen were in the shower during gym class."

Calvin stared at Timothy's cock and his blond pubes. "Yeah, I never seen a white boy's cock before neither. It sure do look nice, though." Both boys kept jacking.

Calvin started breathing hard and twisting in his chair, obviously building toward a climax. Timothy looked over at the boy and said. "I got a good idea. Why don't you reach over here and stroke my cock for awhile."

Calvin seemed a little hesitant at first. "I aint never touched nobody else's cock before," he said.

Timothy reassured him, "That's okay. This will be your first time. Why don't you reach on over here and stroke it for me so you can see what it's like. I'll do it for you. You look like you're about to shoot your load and I need you to get me off so I can shoot with you."

Calvin didn't want to be impolite toward his host. Slowly and awkwardly he reached across the arm rests on the chairs and started stroking Timothy's cock. Timothy frowned, "No, no - that won't work. You have to come over here and get down in front of me if you're going to do it right."

Calvin looked embarrassed and confused, but he slid down on his knees in front of the white boy and started jerking him off. Calvin's brown hand slid up and down the hard white pole between Timothy's thighs. Timothy leaned back in his chair and sighed, "Yeah, that's it. Stroke that cock."

Calvin was memorized by the soft golden hair on Timothy's legs and thighs. He watched as the boy's throbbing red cock leaked pre-cum on his firm brown hand. He breathed in the smell of Timothy's blond pubic hair and it made his own cock stiffen. He dropped his other hand to his crotch and slowly stroked himself as he took care of the white boy's meat with his other hand.

Calvin stroked faster and faster as Timothy moaned, "Mmmm, yeah. Stroke that big white cock." Calvin felt Timothy's teenage fuck meat twitch in his hand. It erupted with a flow of creamy white cum that shot up and the air and landed all over Calvin's arm and hand.

Timothy breathed heavily, "Oh yeah, nigga. That felt so damn good." He patted Calvin's nappy hair, "You did a good job, homie." Timothy's cock began to shrink in Calvin's hand. A thick stream of cum oozed over the black boy's wrist.
Timothy looked down at Calvin. "Clean me up, homie. Wrap your lips around my cock so I won't feel sticky and nasty."

Calvin, hesitated again, but he didn't want to offend his host. He self-consciously leaned forward to wrap his mouth around the white boy's cock. Timothy grabbed the back of the black boy's head and pressed his face down into his pubes so that Calvin's mouth had to take all of his fuck meat. His lips were practically kissing the white boy's balls. Timothy humped his groin up against the black boy's face.

He began to hump his limp cock inside the boy's mouth. It didn't take long for Timothy's cock to stir back to life. It grew harder and harder as Calvin swallowed the white boy's spent cum and struggled to keep all of Timothy's rapidly swelling fuck meat inside of his mouth.

"Yeah, suck on that cock, nigga," Timothy hissed. "Suck that big white cock."
Calvin sucked on Timothy's cock, aroused by the smell of the white boy's crotch, the sound of his voice, and the taste of his spent cum. Timothy pulled his cock out of Calvin's mouth and rubbed it all over the black boy's face, slapping his cheeks and lips with it. Timothy chuckled as his cock slime traced over Calvin's face.

Then Timothy positioned his newly hardened cock back in front of Calvin's mouth. "Open those thick nigga lips and blow me," he said.

Calvin wrapped his lips back around the white boy's cock and sucked it like it was a Jolly Rancher. Timothy continued humping against the black boy's face.

Calvin tasted the silky smoothness of Timothy's cock. He inhaled the musky odor of the boy's manhood and his pubes. He grabbed Timothy's legs, feeling the soft blond hair on the boy's knees and calves, as he bobbed his head up and down on Timothy's white manhood.  He rested his face between the boy's thighs and felt Timothy's cock plunged in and out of his mouth.

"Suck that dick, boy. Oh yeah, you suck good with those nigga lips."
Calvin made loud slurping sounds as he give Timothy complete satisfaction. 
 
Timothy's cock twitched in the black boy's mouth and Calvin tasted yet another thick, hot load of the white boy's cum.  He gulped it down, allowing some of it to coat his lips - making them shine.

Calvin felt himself growing limp at the white boy's feet. Timothy grabbed his head and directed it toward his hairy blond testicles, instructing the black boy to "Lick it." Calvin lapped up the white boy's testicles making Timothy moan. Calvin's thick moist tongue lapped up and down the white boy's hairy balls. Timothy's body grew more and more stiff and restless. His throbbing white cock was more and more aroused. Finally Timothy let out a groan and allowed yet another load of cum shoot from his cock. It landed on the black boy's head.

Timothy stood up and noticed that Calvin was still stroking his own dark cock meat. "Hmm, you haven't shot your load yet?"

Calvin shyly nodded "no."

Timothy reached down and lifted the startled black boy by his arm pits. He flung the boy over the back of the chair, exposing his firm black ass. "Then what you probably need is a nice, hard cock in that nigga ass, don't you?"

Calvin tried to shake his head "no," and gasped as Timothy pushed his face against the back of the chair. Calvin protested, "I aint never done nutthin like this before. I aint never sucked no dick before and I know it's not gonna fit in my ass."

Timothy leaned forward and whispered in the boy's ear, "Don't worry. It'll fit. Just relax and it won't hurt as bad."

The white boy forced Calvin's ass cheeks open with his fingers and violently thrust his cock inside of the black boy's body.

Calvin cried out, "Owwww. It hurts."

Timothy said, "I told you to relax. You should have listened."

Timothy humped violently in the black boy's ass, making his whole boy rock against the cushioned chair.

"Take that dick, nigga. Take that hard white cock inside your black ass."

Timothy's cock rammed in Calvin's ass without mercy. Calvin shut his eyes tight as he felt the strength behind the white boy's thrusts inside his body. Timothy fucked the black boy's ass, making his body wiggle like a rag doll.

With each thrust of the Timothy's master cock Calvin's body flopped up and down in the chair. He grunted and groaned as the Timothy ravished his body. Each time Calvin tried to pull away, because of the pain, Timothy wrapped his arm around the black boy's waist and pulled him back so he would have to take more of his hungry white cock inside his ass.

"I'm not through with you yet. Why do you keep trying to run away, boy? You've got a nice black ass. I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you, nigga."

Calvin bobbed around helplessly as Timothy enjoyed the use of his smooth black body. Suddenly Timothy let out a loud sigh. His body tensed and jerked spasmodically as he fired rounds of jism. Calvin felt his bowels fill up with the white boy's hot sticky liquid. Timothy gasped, "Take my cum, nigga."

When Timothy was done he let go of Calvin. The black boy flopped down on the floor and lay sprawled at the white boy's feet. Timothy tucked away his cock and ordered the Calvin to get dressed too. Calvin pulled on his clothes, letting his pants sag and exposing his smooth ass cheeks under his briefs.

"That's what got you into to trouble in the first place, boy." Timothy laughed.
 
"Don't let me see you walking around like that in the hallway at school or I might have to pull you into the boy's room and give you more of what you just got."

Both boys laughed. Calvin left Timothy's house and headed for the bus stop. His buddy had given him an afternoon to remember. It was clear that he would get along well in his new school.
