Nigerian Nightmare – Part 2

By Andy Caulden

When fully erect, Samson’s cock curved upward and looked far more imposing than Kola’s. The curved cock looked as though it could reach the parts of an inner sanctum that no straight cock could; in fact, it gave the impression that if Samson stood bolt upright, a wimp like Kevin would be lifted off the ground with such a monster inside him.

‘Open up, white boy,’ snapped Samson. ‘It’s gonna hurt if you don’t relax and open up.’

Kevin gasped with pain as Samson took hold of his hips and thrust forward. I gave Saka’s semi-erect cock a gentle squeeze as I watched my boyfriend being brutally fucked.

‘Don’t you fret, man,’ said Saka. ‘Wicked Master [Samson] will be fucking you like that soon.’

‘All four of us will be fucking you like that soon,’ added Kola.

While Kevin was being humped by Samson, Remi was slapping the hapless wimp across the face with his coal-black cock.

‘Are you still having a good time, boy?’ asked Remi.

‘Yes-s-s!’ Kevin gasped between cock slaps. ‘You guys are the best…’

‘He’s lying,’ said Kola. ‘White boys don’t like taking black boy cock up the bum. Nigerian cock is way too big for them; they like little, white willies up their bums.’

‘No, no,’ said Kevin. ‘Black boy cock is awesome. It’s fucking awesome.’

Samson continued to pound away at Kevin’s rear end as Kola coaxed more black cock compliments out of his new bum-boy.

I was pleased to see and hear my boyfriend playing along with these thugs; however, he did seem to be enjoying the abuse a tad too much for my liking. For instance, his feeble attempts to resist were always countered with hard slaps across the arse, and yet he continued to ‘resist’ on a regular basis. He also cooed whenever these slaps were administered.

The thought of Kevin being turned on by all this abuse did worry me. If he became a willing sex pet, and wanted these abusers to enslave him, I would be outnumbered big time.

‘Let’s see if bum-boy two is as friendly as bum-boy one,’ said Remi. ‘Get over here, boy, and suck my cock.’

Saka stood up, grabbed my ear and pulled me off the sofa.

‘You take good care of Fearsome Master [Remi],’ said Saka, as he twisted my ear and led me over to where Remi was standing. ‘You get down on your knees and suck your master’s cock.’

I did as I was told, with a good deal of heavy-handed encouragement from Saka. The old man then knelt down behind me, spread my arse-cheeks apart and began probing my love hole with his bony fingers. As he did so, Remi took hold of my head and forced more of his cock down my throat. He flattened my nose against his stomach and made me gag.

Instinctively, I struggled at first, but then gave in and let the man have his way with me.

‘Good boy,’ said Remi.