Bisex Man Sucking Black Cock

I am a white, bisexual, male. In my late forties. I've had a fixation for performing oral sex for as long as I can remember. I love to eat pussy, but I especially love a hard male cock pumping in and out of my mouth. That part I keep very discrete.

I was born in the North, but was raised southern. Much of my family is still down south. In Alabama, to be exact. Where racial prejudice and segregation are still very much alive. (As in KKK.) As is the disdain for homosexuality, or any act thereof.

At the time this story takes place, I was single and living alone. I met Kelly through a friend, Verna, I knew from down south. A white woman, who moved up here and married Kelly. Kelly, if you haven't already guessed, is coal black. This, of course, made Verna an outcast in her neck of the woods.

Kelly and Verna had just moved here from Chicago. Kelly stands about 6' 8" tall and was slender, but well built. I am 6'3" tall and weighed 250lbs, at the time. He and I hit it off right away, and became very good friends. We hung around together. Drinking beer and smoking weed.

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He was a perpetually horny bastard and was constantly cheating on Verna. He'd fuck anything that would hold still long enough to get his dick into it. He especially liked white women. He was always saying, "A hard dick ain't got no conscience." I often wondered just how literally he meant that. I would find out.

I'd often seen Kelly's cock. Sometimes when we were out fishing, or doing something outdoors. He'd announce that he had to take a leak. Usually after drinking a lot of beer. He'd step away a little bit, whip out his cock and take a piss. He usually wasn't very discrete about it. Although his dick was always soft, it was beautiful. Long, fat, cut and just as black as he was. The head was helmet shaped and slightly lighter in color than the shaft. It hung down about 4 inches, flaccid. I always wondered how big it got when it was hard. I could see, even with it soft, why the women always flocked to him.

One night we were at my house drinking beer and smoking weed. We were getting pretty stoned. We were talking and joking around. Kelly kept complaining about how horny he was. How he hadn't been laid in a week. I kept teasing him about what a horny fuck he was, and how he'd fuck a snake if somebody would hold it still (Kelly was deathly afraid of snakes.) During the conversation, we got on the subject of blowjobs. He told me about a guy he knew in Chicago that couldn't get enough of sucking on his giant black bone pole, as he called it.

Then he dropped the bomb on me when asked, "You like to suck dick, don't ya Chuck?" I was caught off guard by the question, and just looked at him (I'd thought I'd hidden my desires from him). He continued, "It's OK, man. I'm cool with that. I seen ya checkin me out lots of times." "How come you never asked to suck on mine? You prejudice or somethin?" I simply replied, "I never thought you'd let me. I always thought you were straight." "I am straight," he answered, "but, like I always say, a hard dick ain't got no conscience." While he was talking, he reached down, undid the button on his jeans, pulled his zipper down and pushed his pants down to his knees. Kelly never wore underwear. He leaned back against the bar stool he'd been sitting on.

His magnificent black pole was semi rigid and hanging down between his strong black legs. At half mast it was about 7 inches long and as fat as a hammer handle. I was mesmerized as I sat there staring at that delicious looking hunk of man sausage. Through my fogged brain I heard Kelly say, " Come on, man. Nobody has to know. Suck my dick. I ain't never had a white guy suck me off before." That was about all of the encouragement I needed. I closed the gap between us and went to my knees between his wide spread thighs. I reached out and helped him take his pants all the way off. All the while, his thick pecker swaying inches from my face.

When I got his pants cleared of one foot, still dangling on the other, I couldn't wait any longer. I placed my pursed lips at the tip of his sponge rubbery, helmet shaped cockhead and slowly allowed my mouth to open wider as I slid my lips along his head and shaft. Forming a tight suction around his cock as it slipped into my hungry mouth. I heard Kelly groan as his rapidly stiffening cock entered my hot wet sucking mouth. His cock had quickly grown to it's full length and girth, and it was huge!! My jaws were open as far as they could go. With my lips still sealed around his massive fuck stick. I could feel the full texture of his cock rub across my tight lips. The head was now rapping at the back of my throat, and I didn't have all of it my mouth yet! I relaxed my throat muscles as Kelly continued to feed me his monster meat. I felt the huge head invade my throat as he stuffed the last inch into my wet mouth. I thought he would surely choke me to death. Kelly had his hands on the back of my head, and pushed his hips forward. Forcing my nose against his tightly curled pubic hairs. I was in heaven! My mouth and throat were choked full of the biggest, hardest, blackest cock I'd ever tackled, and I was loving every inch of it. All the while Kelly was moaning and I heard him say, "Hot Damn, boy! You takin my whole dick in your mouth! All the way down! Ain't nobody ever done that before!"

He held me like that for a couple of seconds. Then he relaxed his grip on my head and began to withdraw his fat cock from my mouth. When just the head was still trapped in my tight lips he pushed his meat back into my throat. He then began a steady rhythm of pumping his throbbing joy stick in and out of my hot wet mouth. Steadily saying shit like, "Suck my dick, boy, suck my dick! Make my dick feel good! You doin it too, boy! Aw, you got my dick so hard! Hot damn, you suckin my dick! I'm gonna fuck that hot mouth of yours!" All the while he was talking he was steadily pumping his hips back and forth. Shoving his super hard monster dick in and out of my mouth at a hard steady pace. With each inward thrust I marveled as I felt the thick veins along his cock shaft rumble across my lips, the soft spongy head rub along the roof of my mouth and invade my hungry throat. I had my hands wrapped around the back of his thick thighs as I held on for the ride. Kelly was fucking my face and he was in complete control. And I was loving every second of it!

After about a few minutes (all too soon for me) I felt Kelly's pace speed up. His thrusts became more urgent. His grip tightened on the back of my head. He held my head still as he continued to skull fuck me. I knew what was coming (or cumming, as it were). I heard Kelly's voice raise in pitch and volume as he said, " Keep suckin, boy, don't stop! I'm fixin to cum! You gonna make me cum in your mouth! You want my cum, boy? You gonna swallow my cum, ain'tcha, boy?! Take it, take it boy! Right now! Here it cums!! Uh, uh, uh!!" With that I felt his cock grow even bigger in my mouth. I felt the tube along the bottom of his cock pulse as he exploded into my hungry sucking mouth. He had pulled his hips back a little so that I could feel his juice erupt from his cockhead and ricochet off the roof of my mouth. Landing on my tongue and sliding down my throat. It tasted hot, creamy and salty sweet. I didn't get a chance to savor the taste. He was cumming so much, I had to swallow for all I was worth, to keep from losing any of his sweet nectar. At one point my mouth got so full that a tiny drop leaked out of the corner of my sucking lips.

After he'd shot his full load, and I'd swallowed it all, his cock began to subside and he pulled it out of my still clamped lips. I used my tongue to scoop up the drop of his sperm that had escaped. Kelly was breathing hard and sat back onto the bar stool. I could see his legs were shaking. His now flaccid cock laid limp between his legs. My own cock was still in my pants, and so hard it was painful. But I didn't care, I'd take care of that later. I stood up as Kelly caught his breath. He got up on shaky legs and pulled his pants back on. Saying, "Hot damn, man! You are one hellacious cock sucker! We gonna do that again!" He finished his beer and then went home. I took my cock out and jacked a huge load all over my stomach and chest, still savoring the taste of his cock in my mouth and sperm on my tongue.

Unfortunately, we never did repeat that night. After that I didn't see much of Kelly. It was as though he was avoiding me. A short while after that he and Verna moved away, and I never saw or heard from them again. Ain't it strange, though. How ya do a friend a favor. He stuffs his cock in your mouth. Blows a load down your throat. Then doesn't want anything to do with ya. That's why I've made it a policy never to suck off friends. Not straight ones anyway. At least he did turn me on to black cocks.

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