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Subject: Ayden’s Impossible Marriage, Chapter One Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction; please do not repost or claim as your own. This story involves interracial sexual encounters between a boy and an adult black man, if this offends you, kindly go somewhere else. If you wish to comment, please send me an email at ail. Please consider donating to Nifty to keep our archive running. It had all worked out. It seemed like such a difficult thing to accomplish, but in the end, all it took was the right judge, the right witnesses, a small mountain of money, and several months of work, but it was done. And to think that it had never occurred to him to do this until someone else suggested it. Jamal gave one last look at the boy’s signature before putting the stack of documents that made all of this legal in a safe. He turned around and felt his cock grow hard at the sight of his little husband on his knees and his hands behind his back. He took a moment to take in the sight of the lean little eleven year old boy’s nude body. “What?” Ayden asked “you said you wanted eager and obedient, and Officer Mike said that good boys follow orders and don’t say no to their Masters” he added. Jamal laughed and gave the boy a nod. “I did say that, and you’re doing great,” he said. He walked over to the boy and pulled him to his feet, taking a moment to look at the 4’10” tall boy. Jamal picked the boy up into his arms, smiling as he remembered that Ayden only weighed 72 pounds. He carried him to the bed and laid him down, running his fingers through the boy’s blonde hair and looking into his green-blue eyes. His gaze traveled downward, taking in the boy’s small, pink nipples and his narrow waist. He ran his fingers down the boy’s body, down to his perfectly hairless and smooth ball sack. He felt a dribble of precum leak out and decided that it was time to get undressed. Ayden watched as his master took off his shirt, revealing his massive pecs and sculpted abs. He took hold of his two-inch uncut cock as Jamal dropped his pants and exposed his erect ten inch uncut cock. “No one said you could touch your cock” Jamal said as he stood over the bed. Ayden let go of his cock and took a moment to take in all six feet and three inches of black muscle standing over him. He shivered and almost reached for his cock again as his mouth began to water. “Hey” Jamal said, and Ayden put his hands at his sides. “Sorry, Master,” he said. “I just really want you already” he added, and the glint in his eyes and the breathy voice the boy used let Jamal know that the boy was ready. “When was the last time you sucked?” Jamal asked. “Last week, when Doctor Richard gave me my shot” He said “are you making me a girl?” Ayden asked, his voice shaky and unsure. “No no, baby boy, we’re just giving you some blockers so you stay perfect and hairless for a bit longer.” he said “Though you would make a really hot femboy” he added. Ayden looked at him, he wasn’t sure what a femboy was but just the sound of the word and the way his master said it made him shiver. “Okay, I was just wondering,” Ayden said. Jamal sat down next to him and handed him a bottle of lube. “Have you been fingering yourself?” he asked. Ayden grinned and nodded. “Show me,” Jamal said. Ayden immediately moved up on the bed, resting his back against the pillows and spreading his legs, exposing his dime-sized bright pink hole. Jamal had to resist the urge to just move on to the part where he got to pop the boy’s cherry. Ayden dropped a bit of lube on his fingertips and smeared it over his anus, using his middle finger to slowly probe at his own hole. He ran his finger over his hole a few times, then pressed his middle finger into his anus to the second knuckle. Ayden gasped, but kept pushing in until he couldn’t go any deeper. He moved his finger around, finding that special spot Doctor Richard had told him about. He gasped when he felt his finger find the spot. He shifted his body on the pillows and began massaging it, letting out a little boyish moan with each touch. “Try two fingers” Jamal said, watching as the boy slipped in a second finger and started to slowly stretch himself out. He slid both fingers in and out a few times while looking directly at Jamal. The man looked back at the sight of Ayden’s thin, delicate fingers disappeared into that delicious little hole. “Okay, my turn” Jamal said, taking the bottle of lube and pouring out a bit directly onto the boy’s anus. He lay down next to Ayden, marveling at the size difference between them. He pressed his thick finger against that beautiful little opening and began probing it. Ayden moaned. “Officer Mike said that it’s okay for it to hurt,” Ayden said. Jamal nodded. “I know, baby, but I need to train you up for that, besides, I think he bahçelievler escort always goes just a little too far with his girls,” he added. “But that’s not important, what matters right now is that I’m trying to make sure that I don’t hurt you too much,” Jamal added. He looked at the boy’s face, into his eyes, and slowly pressed his pointing finger into the boy, watching as the flash of pain crossed the boy’s face for a second before giving way to a loud moan as Jamal slid his finger in down to the second knuckle and pressed against the boy’s prostate. “Ahhhh! Fuuuuuck!” Ayden exclaimed as his body shivered and shook, he grabbed the bed covers and moaned as his legs tensed up and his anus clenched around Jamal’s finger. Jamal stared at the boy in shock. “Did you just cum?” he asked in disbelief. “I’m sorry, Master, I didn’t mean to, I promise” Ayden said, his face red with embarrassment. “It’s okay, baby boy. I’m not mad, just surprised” Jamal said. He looked down and felt himself get harder still at the sight of his finger still inside his boy. “I’m going to keep going,” He said. Ayden nodded. “Okay, Master, I won’t cum this time, I promise” he said. Jamal smiled and planted a kiss on the boy’s lips. “I know, baby,” he said. He slid the rest of his finger into the boy, pulling it out slowly and watching the boy’s reactions. He pressed in again, finding the boy’s prostate again and gently massaging that spot as Ayden’s breathing got heavy again. He watched the boy’s small chest and stomach expand with each breath, revealing his little abs each time he tensed up. The boy wasn’t really athletic, but Jamal loved these little moments where he could catch a glimpse of small muscles in the boy’s abdomen, when Ayden moaned and grasped the covers as his body experienced the intimate touch of a man. Jamal removed his finger, dropping more lube on the boy before slowly reinserting his finger, slowly stretching the boy out. “Do you-“Ayden started, gasping when Jamal slipped a second finger inside him “-want me to say it?” Ayden asked. Jamal looked at him, wondering what Mike or Rick had told him to do. “Yes,” Jamal said. Ayden smiled at him. “I’m an eleven year old boy wi-oh my gooooooood!” Ayden cried out, he took hold of his legs and lifted them up, giving Jamal complete access to his ass. “I’m sorry, Master, but I really love the way it hurts” He said, still catching his breath. Jamal looked at him with a mixture of surprise and excitement. This had been really unexpected, and it meant that the boy wasn’t going to back out of taking all ten inches of him, even if he was really thick. “Don’t apologize, just finish what you were saying” Jamal said. Ayden nodded. “I’m a horny little eleven year old white gay boy who likes it when it hurts and wants your massive black cock to really really own my pretty little ass” Ayden said, turning red as he said the words. Jamal felt his cock jump at the sound of Ayden saying those words. “Keep going,” Jamal said, still stretching the boy and avoiding his prostate. He wondered if he could get the boy to beg. “I weigh seventy two pounds, with a thin waist and a plump ass and I live for grown cock” Ayden said, still red, but visibly smiling and aroused by what he was saying. “Really?” Jamal asked, teasing. “Yes, Master,” Ayden said. “So that’s what you’ve been doing with Rick, learning how to talk dirty,” Jamal said. Ayden smiled and nodded, clearly proud. “So you live for grown cock, huh?” Jamal asked. Ayden somehow managed to turn a deeper shade of red as he nodded. “Why did you stop?” Ayden asked. Jamal looked at the boy’s hole and pulled his finger out. “I got distracted, did he teach you to say anything else?” Jamal asked. Ayden nodded . “It was kind of weird, but yeah. He said that a boy like me was made to serve real men like you and him. White boys are supposed to be submissive, especially for black men” he said. Jamal laughed. “If that’s the way you want to think about it, sure,” he said. Ayden smiled. “It really turned me on when he said that,” Ayden admitted. Jamal pushed two fingers into the boy, smiling when he thrashed on the bed and grabbed a pillow. “Do you want me to stretch you more, or do you think you’re ready?” Jamal asked. “I’m ready, give it to me Master, please” he begged. “I don’t think you mean it” Jamal said. “I really do, please Master fuck me! I promise I can handle it, just please do it! Please tear my boypussy apart!” He begged. Jamal smiled at the sight, he sat up, taking a position between the boy’s legs and Ayden grabbed his own ankles and spread his legs further apart. Jamal placed his cock on top of the boy’s groin, marveling at the sight of the boy’s tiny pink cock and his own massive black bakırköy escort member next to it. “Am I supposed to call my penis a clit?” Ayden asked, visibly drooling over the size difference. “If you want, but I won’t,” Jamal said. Ayden gave him a nod. “Okay, thank you, because I don’t like it,” he admitted. Jamal laughed and ran his fingers over the boy’s body, making him shiver. “So do you want this cock or not?” Jamal asked, rubbing his cockhead over the boy’s anus. “Yes, Master please!” he begged. Jamal laughed and kept repeating the motion. “I don’t think you do,” Jamal teased. “I do, I promise,” he said. Jamal almost thrust, but managed to resist and kept teasing the boy instead. “What do you want?” He asked. “Your cock, Master, I want your cock inside of me” Ayden said. “How badly?” Jamal asked “Really bad! Please, Master, give it to me, I can take it” Ayden said. “It’s definitely going to hurt,” Jamal warned. “I know that’s why I want it so bad!” Ayden begged. He looked at Jamal, his eyes pleading for him to just do it, to take his virginity, to make him his. “Just say that one. more. time for me, baby” Jamal said. Ayden looked at him as he was about to cry. “Please, Master Jamal. ” He pleaded “I really want it. I really do. I want you to fuck my tight little boyhole with your massive, grown-up cock. I’ve been dreaming about it since I first saw you. I’ve always known I wanted a grown man to grab me, to hold me down and fuck me. And I knew I wanted it to be you the first time I saw your cock at Doctor Richard’s office. I want to be yours because I want it, not because Doctor Richard said I had to, I absolutely promise!” Ayden said, moving his hips up and down, savoring the feeling of his master’s cock rubbing against him. “I love you, Master,” Ayden said, his voice soft, and weak. Jamal leaned forward, taking the boy’s face in his hands and kissing him, parting his lips and pressing his tongue into the boy’s mouth, exploring every inch of it as he savored the taste of the boy’s lips and tongue. He broke away and wiped a tear from the boy’s cheek. He sat up, arranging the boy’s hips so he was easier to penetrate. He took hold of his cock and pressed it against the boy’s puckered hole. He looked at Ayden to see his expression. The boy had closed his eyes, leaning his head back on the pillow, his hand automatically reaching for Jamal’s cock to guide him in. Jamal pressed a little bit deeper, gasping as he felt how tight the boy’s sphincter really was. He looked at Ayden, using a hand to turn the boy’s face back toward him. “I want to see your eyes when I do it,” Jamal said. Ayden reached out, putting his hand on the man’s face. “I want to look into your eyes when you take me,” Ayden said. Jamal finally had enough, with a breath and a gentle push, he felt the boy’s sphincter give way to the thick head of Jamal’s cock. “Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh ffaaaaaaaakkkkk ohhhh mmmmm gggooooood” Ayden cried out, releasing his ankle and reaching for his hole, his grip on Jamal’s cock tightening as he clenched his ass and tried to close his legs with Jamal still in between them. “Oh shit, fuck fuck fuck” the boy said as he caught his breath, massaged his hole and tried to further spread his ass apart. He lay still for a few seconds, still massaging his hole and gripping Jamal’s cock, holding still. “Are you okay baby?” Jamal asked. Ayden nodded. “It just felt so weird,” he said. “Good weird,” Ayden added. “It hurt, it still hurts, but it felt really good too” He said, letting go of Jamal’s cock. “I’m ready” Ayden said, moving his hands to hold Jamal’s face and kissing him. Jamal leaned down, putting one arm under the boy and using the other to caress Ayden’s upper body as he kissed him back. Ayden relaxed as the passion of Jamal’s kiss distracted him from the pain, he ran his hands down the man’s broad back, feeling every muscle. He wrapped his legs around his master, moaning as more of his master’s cock entered him. Jamal broke away, kissing the boy’s neck instead and making him squirm and moan as he pushed another inch into the boy. He found a nipple, and gave it a quick pinch right as he pushed in deeper still. Ayden moaned loudly and gripped Jamal tightly. “How much is in?” He asked. Jamal looked into the boy’s eyes. “Almost half,” he said. Ayden nodded and turned his head, giving Jamal access to the other side of his neck and throat. The man went back to kissing the boy, occasionally nipping at the boy’s throat, making him yelp and laugh. Jamal sat up, putting an arm on either side of the boy and using his legs to slowly push the rest of his cock into Ayden as he squirmed and moaned at the feeling of finally having the cock of the man he loved fully inside balgat escort him. Jamal looked down at his lover, smiling at the sight of the boy’s small chest rapidly rising and falling with each breath, his face and upper body flush and drenched in sweet-smelling boyish sweat, his arms and jaw slack as he looked up at his master and smiled, a look of complete adoration on his face. Jamal brought the full weight of his body on the boy and looked directly into his eyes. “You’re my everything, baby boy” he whispered. Ayden’s eyes watered as he pulled his Master close. “You’re my everything, too, Master” he whispered. He kissed him on the lips, then went back to assaulting the boy’s throat as he slowly began to move his hips, pulling out and pressing back in a single smooth motion that made the boy moan. He began to switch positions, but realized that he was too close for it to matter. He sped up a bit, moaning at the feeling of the boy’s sphincter constricting around him, the warm insides of the boy enveloping his cock. “I’m really close baby,” Jamal said. Ayden just nodded as he moaned and gripped the bedspread. “I already came again,” Ayden whispered. Jamal looked at him, resisting the urge to speed up. “When?” he asked. Ayden looked at him, his lips parted as he breathed. “When you first” he started, pausing for breath “pushed in” he said as Jamal sped up and found his prostate again. “AHFUCKAHHHHHHHHHHH” Ayden cried out Jamal got off of him and took his wrists, pinning the boy to the bed as he thrust hard. He pulled out completely, then slid back in, enjoying the feeling of having the boy’s insides wrap around his cock one last time before he began to thrust into the boy, harder and faster this time, feeling the orgasm build deep inside him and exploding with one last deep thrust. “Fuck! Baby” Jamal cried out as he felt his cock expand and shoot a massive load of cum deep in the boy, he gave the boy another hard thrust with each shot, finally collapsing on top of the boy as the last of his orgasm faded away, leaving him drenched in sweat, with his cock still buried deep in the boy with a fresh load of cum. The boy’s first, he remembered. “Kind of wished I’d lasted longer” Jamal muttered when he caught his breath. He pulled his still half-hard cock out of the boy. “It’s okay, I came three times,” Ayden said. Jamal laughed and rolled off the boy, looking at his sweat-drenched body as he lay on the bed, his eyes glazed over, his body limp. Ayden sat up and looked at his master’s softening cock. “Can I clean it up?” he asked. Jamal nodded. The boy grinned as he took the man’s cock in his hand, amazed at how thick it was. He pulled the foreskin back and licked the head, tasting his master’s cum before taking the entire head in his mouth and sucking it clean. He spent a few more seconds licking the shaft, then sat up and smiled, proud of his work. “Thank you, baby,” Jamal said. “Thank you, Master,” Ayden said. He looked puzzled for a second, then asked: “When are you gonna cum in my mouth? I’ll swallow it if you want” he added. Jamal smiled at him, pulling him close. “I know you will, baby, how about tonight?” he asked. Ayden smiled and nodded. “How many men have shot in your mouth?” Jamal asked. “Just Doctor Richard, and just once. And I sucked off the judge, but you saw that, and he just got it all over the place and none on me!” the boy complained. Jamal laughed. “Yeah, that was a dumb move” he agreed. He took the boy’s face in his hand and slipped two fingers into the boy’s mouth. Ayden immediately began sucking on them, making sure that he was looking at his master. “I promise I’ll be sure to cum all over you whenever possible, especially on that pretty little face of yours” Jamal said. Ayden grinned and lay down next to him, letting Jamal pull him close. “Master, will you cage me, please?” Ayden asked. Jamal frowned and looked at him . “Okay, you’re going to be spending a lot less time with Rick,” Jamal said. Ayden frowned at him. “It was my idea,” Ayden said. Jamal looked at him. “Oh, really?” he asked. Ayden nodded. “Yes, it just really makes me hard thinking about not being allowed to touch myself and you getting to decide when I can and can’t,” Ayden admitted. “Besides you said that you once had a sixteen year old boy caged since he was fourteen, So I know you’re into it” Ayden said. Jamal moaned remembering that little piece of ass. “You shouldn’t eavesdrop when we’re talking about our boys,” Jamal said. Ayden rolled his eyes. “But then how will I know what you’re into?” he asked. “I’ll tell you,” Jamal said. “Oh, right,” Ayden said. “I’ll have to custom print a cage that small, but tell you what, you go naked and caged for three weeks and we’ll see how you like it. If you want, then we can make it a more permanent thing after that” Jamal said, feeling himself get hard again just thinking about it. “Naked and caged all the time?” Ayden asked, his eyes wide and with a grin on his face. “Yeah, and hell, you can even help me burn all of your clothes.” Jamal said. “Perfect,” Ayden exclaimed. — Dylan Hani

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