White Cocksucking Bitch Gets Fucked By Muscular Black Guy
I never had been with a black man before that night, except one other time but he was more of a bottom. I really wanted to but I never had the opportunity, I hang around a lot of black guys and they're all straight so I have to keep my little secret to myself. I love cock. I met Leon through these same friends of mine at a barbecue. He was somehow related to one the guys I hang out with. I'm one of those white guys that can hang out in "the hood," so I feel really comfortable around everyone.
Soon everyone got into a circle and started a marijuana chain of "blunts" and out of the corner of my eye I was admiring Leon's body. He was six foot two and weighed about 200 lbs. He was very built and had dreads in his hair which was a major turn on. After a while Leon announced that he was going to the liquor store and no one wanted to go. I saw my chance and said "I'll ride with you." So we left out and had our first conversation.
On the way to the liquor store Leon just listened to music and bobbed his head but I did notice that he kept fidgeting with his pants and glancing at me. After a song ended he turned down the stereo and said "So they told you about me right?" I replied "What do you mean?" He said "You know.....about me being gay." I said "No they didn't say anything but that's cool though."
After a while I wanted to say something that would relax him so I said "I dabble myself a little." He smiled and said "I was gonna say something but I didn't want you to freak out." Leon waited for a while and right before we pulled into the store he said "Have you ever had a nigga dick?" He pulled in and said "Hold that thought I'll be right back." When Leon left the car my nipples shot straight up and my cock began to throb, I had never been this excited before. I saw Leon come out of the store and took a deep breath, he got into the car and pulled off. He wasted no time and said "So have you?" I quickly responded "No, but I really want to." This made him smile even more and he said "Do you want to touch it?" and I almost hollered out "YES." Leon moved his leg towards me and I reached over and started at his knee, it was only about three inches from his kneecap when I reached the head of his cock. It was thick and puffy and I couldn't believe it wasn't hard. I felt up his pants and tried to imagine what it looked like when he said "Come by my motel room tonight and I will let you see it up close." I looked him in his dark eyes and said "I will be there for sure." He said "Cool."
That night while getting ready I tried to stay calm, I really didn't know what to expect and all I could think about was the way his dick felt in my hand.
When arrived at the motel I found his room without a problem and gave it a quiet knock. A man answered the door and it wasn't Leon, my face got blushed and I said "I'm sorry, I have the wrong room." The man said "Are you Chris?" I said "Yes." He said "You got the right place come on in, my name is Darrel." He extended his hand and I gave it a shake, he said "Leon is in the shower, he'll be right out. Sit down and chill a while."
At this point I should have been scared a little but I wasn't, Darrel seemed pretty cool even though I had never met him. I sat there feeling over dressed; Darrel was sitting at a small round table rolling a blunt, shirtless with athletic shorts on. He was about five feet ten inches tall, 190 pounds with skin a little lighter than Leon, he was bald and had tattoos all over his chest, arms and back. He was very muscular and looked very "thuggish."
About sex craving convicts waiting on that fresh piece of meat. I mean who believes that stuff, I never did until I actually went to prison. My first week went pretty smoothly for being in prison that is. I woke up early every morning, ate a terrible breakfast, took a shower, and then it was off to work for the rest of the day. One morning i woke up and did the usual.
I quickly wrapped my towel around my waist, hoping that the only thing he saw was my naked ass. It was no use to run, even though it was the sensible thing to do, given a choice between fight or flight. The football game ended at least 2 hours earlier and I had just finished drying the last batch of towels before deciding to take a shower myself. I was certain that it would hurt. Kiss his balls.
First let me describe myself. I am 5 11 155 lbs 18 years old runners build and a 7 cut cock. My parents took me first to France to see Paris. So hear I am on a subway train riding it through Paris with this nicer looking adult male behind me who has been checking me out the whole ride and moving closer and closer to me. he than pulls my shorts down just enough to access my crack and my hot hole.
I wouldn't believe it if I read it but it happened just the way that follows. I was 20, a sophomore at UCLA and during the previous couple of months I had come out of the closet with a bang. Anyway I went home to Newport to visit my parents and see a few old surfing buddies. One of those was Bill.
I was home on leave from an overseas assignment, visiting my parents. I also took advantage of the time to visit my friends that I grew up and went to school with. I mentioned not having any booty call to a male friend and we start kidding around about helping each other out. We used to play around, but when he drooped his trunks this time, I noticed he had really grown up!
My back was in pain and the hard floor felt good. A massage is what I needed. My roommate had declined to answer my request, as he most likely felt the sensual nature of a massage would make things uncomfortable. I admit, he is very handsome. He measured in at 6'1", athletic body, sexy dark hair, and perfect masculine hands for a deep massage. He is 28.
I had been in Europe for a couple of weeks already, and I had to make a stop in Basel, Switzerland as I had promised some friends back in Ann Arbor that I would. The trip across northern Alp ranges in southern Germany was pleasant. Fortunately, that did not include me. One was certainly correct, but not two....
Marty is one of those computer geek guys. He's good looking, sandy brown hair, green eyes and a mustache. I know that he's been cruised by girls and guys alike, but he's just been oblivious to it. He never had sex with a girlfriend or boyfriend for that matter. That was kind of scary.
I had been straight but curious all through college, but, aside from a j/o experience with a friend, I had never been with a guy. But this was my wild year, living on my own in the Big City, and I was determined to make the best of it. I had been to a couple of gay clubs before.
High cheek bones, large long faced, long flat sided nose, black straight hair, huge eyes. He was all native. Native natural beauty. He ignored me in the hall but left his booth door open as I walked down the hall and silently welcomed me as I walked in his booth. He was so macho, I was surprised he allowed me in there. He was so traditionally straight looking and acting it was a shock to me.
I had always had fantasies about men. I dreamed and thought about a friend of my fathers, wanting to see him in his briefs or naked. But being a kid, it was pretty tame because I didn't know about "sex". My first time occurred with a best friend of mine, Named Tim.
Marc is 28 and a fine hunk of man. He works out at a local gym keeping his body in fine tune. He has a large chest and broad shoulders. His ass is round and tight which he shows off wearing tight blue jeans. I love for him to be shirtless and just wearing his jeans. Sometimes I just rip them off and blow him from being turned on by seeing him this way. Marc and I talk a lot about our fantasies.
for a little fun and games. This is the story of my last trip there this past May. My flight was late, as usual, so I didn't get into the theatre until after 10:00 pm. Didn't really matter as there was not much activity happening. I went to both rooms showing videos and watched each for a short period and also checked out the men who were there. He was a talented cocksucker.
It`s work very hard for 5 months then relax a bit before doing it all again next summer. The boys here are very friendly. locals and visitors alike. My day starts at around 8am where I must be at my business to receive and store daily product deliveries till around noon. Afterwards it`s off to the gym for 3-4 hrs. I like the changes that I see since starting my work out routine.
Lately I had been spending as much time on my asshole as I had been working on my cock. There is nothing sweeter for me then when I finger fuck myself and I had been using the long, cock sized handle I had taken from a small garden tool.
Up in the high, flat country with the golden grass in the summer. It was hot, very hot, but I had my windows open enjoying my new state. At 70 half the traffic seemed to be passing me. I was heading to my sister's house for the weekend, and in no particular rush since I was three hours early.
It was my first day of my new job as a security man. I reported to the guy at the desk who looked me up and down and told me that he would send me out with Dave for the shift and that the supervisor would pop over to check me out at some stage. A van dropped Dave and me off at a warehouse in an industrial area. The office we were in was big and empty. It was quite a turn on. "No" I lied.
Let my fingers wander lower, rubbing your belly, tickling, caressing, teasing. Down over your waist, and between your thighs my hands would run, kneading, caressing. Then, they'd run back up, dip slightly into your waistband, and a little lower, just brushing the tip of your straining cock ever so lightly. Make my lips into a little 'O' and blow warm air over your cock, bathing it in my breath.
I try to keep fit and think I look younger than my 38 years - though I don't think it would matter too much if I didn't. Young chinese gays are only too willing to have sex with "gweilos" the local term for Europeans - the word means "foreign devils" but no-one takes offence at it.
Taking the job as the training assistant for the local football team introduces me to Chad. Chad stood about six foot two, brown eyes, light complexion and a swimmers' build with gorgeous blond hair.
He had had a hard day and was now trying to drive the stress and tension out of his system, soaking in a tub full of warm, rose-scented water. Thank heaven for girls and all their luxury products! His ex-girlfriend had not yet shifted her stuff out of his apartment and therefore, at present his senses were wrapped in a cocoon of exotic roses. Oh yes! Aromatherapy does work.
We drove from London to Norwich, took over our motor cruiser, and sailed down the River Yare towards Breydon Water. That evening we moored up at Reedham where we intended to spend the night, and went to one of the riverside pubs for a meal and a few drinks before going to bed.
It was hot, humid and sticky, and all I wanted to do was stay home in the air conditioning. . . so naturally, a friends have to invite me over for a party. I tried to get out of it, but it didn't work, and by mid-afternoon, I was wandering around Jim and Helen's "estate" out on the Island. Jim was a friend of mine from school who "made it big.
I went to the club again but I arrived about midnight. I parked, took a deep breath and went in. The scene was much the same as the first time only this time I was more relaxed and at ease. I ordered a beer and traversed the floor. There were lots of possibilities and I wanted more this time. I didn't want to settle for someone. I wanted someone cute and sexy who was my type.
I sat there a while longer and heard the shower cut off, a couple of minutes later Leon opened the bathroom door with only a towel around his waist, I could see the impression his cock was making and my nipples got hard. He said "Fire it up." Darrel put the blunt to his lips and lit it. About halfway through the blunt Leon started playing with his dick underneath the towel, after we got done smoking Leon stood up and dropped the towel completely.
I think I gasped when I saw it, it was hangin' about 3/4 erect with the lowest hanging balls I have ever seen, it was solid black with a thick mushroom head and was about eight inches long; when fully erect it would swell to 9 1/2 inches. He walked over to the bed, sat down and said "Take all your clothes off and come over here." I could tell he wasn't asking anymore and it made me hot, I stood up and wasted no time obeying his order, I took off my clothes and thought my body is not quite as nice as theirs, but it seemed Leon liked his white boys a little plump because he was pulling on his ball sack and stroking his cock while I undressed. I walked over and sat on the bed next to Leon while Darrel sat in the chair and rubbed on his cock. Leon motioned for Darrel to come over so he stood and dropped his shorts to the floor and exposed his 7 inch hard-on. It was close to the thickness of a fucking Pepsi can! Darrel came over and quickly began sucking on Leon's nipples; he moaned then looked over at me and said "Get down here in front of this big ass nigga's cock!"
I got down in front of my black master and stuck out my tongue to lick on his massive balls. I licked and sucked all over his nuts and then sucked each testicle into my mouth with a sloppy sucking sound. I grabbed the base of his cock and he said "Before you take it in your throat you gonna have to be ready whiteboy." He stuck three of his long fingers down Darrel's throat until he started gagging he then looked at me and said "Open your mouth." I did as he said and Darrel spit in my mouth to lube it up, Leon grabbed each side of my head and positioned the swollen head of his dick on my lips, as he penetrated my mouth he fucked it slowly and about halfway down it began to slip down my throat, I started to gag and he pulled me off and had Darrel spit in my mouth again. He then pushed me all the way to the base of his cock and held me until spit came out of the sides of my mouth, he let me up and the motioned to Darrel.
Darrel stood up and with his hands on his hips and said "Suck my cock you little white bitch and tell me how much you love nigger cocks in your mouth." I pushed my mouth down on Darrel's cock and it was so thick I had to open my mouth all the way to manage it, I made a slurping sound as I face fucked myself with this monster, I then looked up and said "I love nigger cock so much, I love being your little white slave bitch!"
Leon stood up and picked me up off the floor and said "Lay down on the bed and hang your head off the bed." I laid on my back and positioned my head as ordered and Leon turned around and spread his ass cheeks and put his asshole on my lips, I licked the outer rim of his ass and finally worked my tongue into his ass about an inch and a half, Leon started bucking back and forth on my face fucking my tongue. He then pulled his cock back and stuck it in my mouth and throat fucked me for the next three minutes while Darrel sucked my cock and licked my balls. Leon pulled his long cock from my spit covered mouth and said "I think he needs a break." Leon then positioned me on the bed in the doggystyle position and instructed Darrel to eat my ass, his tongue was extremely long and penetrated my asshole for the next couple of minutes and at that time my ass was aching for some black cock.
Leon ordered me to sit down on the edge of the bed and lay back, he then picked my legs up and pushed them up in the air like those whores I love to watch in pornos, he said "Now you're gonna feel a nigga up inside of you, you fuckin' white whore!" Leon pushed the head of his cock into my ass and stopped he said "Do you feel me in your ass bitch?!" I said "Fuck yeah! I want your big nigger dick in my ass deeper!" He started slow fucking my ass and got deeper and deeper with each stroke, I didn't know how much my ass could take but it felt so fucking good!
Leon said "Darrel stick your cock in his mouth so he'll shut the fuck up and take this dick." Darrel got over top of me and started face fucking me, I could feel his balls slap against my chin with each thrust, I could feel Leon's cock pulsating and swelling up and he pulled out and said "Not yet. I wanna try some other shit first." Leon walked over to the chair and sat down, he lit a cigarette and wiped his head off with his towel, Darrel pulled his cock out of my mouth and said "It's my turn to get some of that fat white ass." He told me to stand up and bend over the bed which I did and then he reached back and gave my ass a smack that left a handprint for two days, he told me to reach back and pull my ass cheeks open and the placed his cock head on my ass opening and pushed his way in. The deeper Darrel fucked me the wider his dick got stretching me farther than I ever have been. I could hear Darrel starting to pant and I could feel his cock tense up and he said "Turn around and take all this nigga's cum in your mouth!" I turned around and Darrel forced his thick dick to the back of my throat and started shooting his hot cum onto my tonsils, I swallowed it all up and gave him a couple dozen after strokes with my mouth as he spit on my face.
By that time Leon was done smoking and walked over and said "Get up on all fours and let fuck your tight little white asshole some more." I said "Yes my black master." He said "No I want you to call me your nigga daddy." I climbed up on the bed and readied myself for his massive cock, he spit on my asshole and then pushed his cock in, I let out a scream and hollered out "Yes! Fuck me my big black nigger daddy!!"
Leon's thrusts became more violent as he came closer to orgasm, he pulled out of my ass all at once and grabbed the base of his cock and said "Turn around and suck daddy's cock!" I turned around and swallowed Leon's cock with a fury, he pumped his dick down my throat in and out, right as he was about to come he said "Swallow my cum white bitch!" I swallowed all of his massive load as I milked his cock with my throat he pushed deep in my mouth until I started running out of air and then yanked his cock out of my mouth and gave my cheek a firm slap.
I got on the bed and jacked off while Darrel licked my balls. After I came I got myself together and left. I hope to see Leon again soon, even though it took me a week to walk again without pain it was worth it I will be ready next time he comes around. Who knows maybe two of his homies will show up with him next time, I can only hope.
Since he had been scheduled to work today for the early early lunch shift, he was off at six. That was OK with me, since it had been a late one the night before. Much as I had enjoyed balling all night with this great looking stud, I was a little tired today. Not as young as I used to be, I guess.
By the time I found the place and got settled in, it was about 10 PM, and I was kind of surprised to see lots of other cars there too. I didn't think they were all there for the same thing I was, but I've since learned differently. About 10:30, another car, a big, black town car (might have been a Cadillac), pulled into the spot next to me.
The sleek black machine sped along the macadam, hugging the tight curves and cruising over the long straight-a-ways. My destination? Nowhere. Everywhere! I was on my own; free. No questions to answer; no explanations to make up; no strings attached. There were no regrets. A few happy moments to remember.
Much as I hate the chore itself, after-hours at the local laundromat MORE than compensate for the inconvenience!! The owner is a Korean guy named Kim, a short, slim, but solid little fellow in his early 50s. His jet black hair is flecked with grey, and that, combined with his bifocals, gives him a very distinguished, scholarly look. Kim puts on the radio, and Korean music starts playing.
Friends call me Joe. I go by other names sometimes, like White Slut, Cocksucker, Faggot, Bitch, but I'll get back to that. I'm a 30- year-old GWM. Half Irish, half-unknown. That's what I always put on my profiles. I'm the product of a rape. It's such a sensitive subject for my mother that I have never asked her who her rapist was, if she knew, or what he looked like.
He had told me things about himself. He told me that his name was Ron and that he was a bisexual married man. So over the bbs we got to know a little about each other. Since I had never been with another man, I was very nervous about meeting or even chatting for that matter.
I had been straight but curious all through college, but, aside from a j/o experience with a friend, I had never been with a guy. But this was my wild year, living on my own in the Big City, and I was determined to make the best of it. I had been to a couple of gay clubs before.
On my way home I would pass a K-Mart that almost always had some kind of action going. I'd been having sex with guys for a couple of years already, and at the time of this incident, I was a sophomore in college. I had an average build, standing at 5'7", a little afro, yea, I'm black, a cute face and "bed-room" eyes as they say.
One evening, I went to swim about 10PM. Very few people were around so I had the place to myself. When I was done, I went to the locker room and then to the showers. A few minutes later, an Asian guy came in and stood at the shower across from mine. He was very thin and smooth, but had a thick black bush and a large hard cock. He noticed me looking and kept on showering. I said I wouldn't min.
You know the one - I think it was started by some dude named Craig. Just for kicks ('cause I'm straight) I opened the postings for men seeking men. Thought it would be funny to see what the local queers were up to. There was a posting on the site for a glory hole. He showed enough reluctance to convince me he was a virgin to this kind of thing.
I got there early, the auto center was open before the stores opened. I was stuck waiting in the mall with the early morning "mall walkers". A strange group of johnny-come-lately health nuts, there on doctors' orders. Sort of an all-American McDonald's kid type. "Intense. " I liked his teen talk.
It was about 2 in the morning, and I hadn't had any luck with the schmoes at the bar, so I decided to see if there was any cruising action going on at a local park. As I headed towards my car in the lot, I caught a glimpse of a white Mercedes sedan pulling in. Inside was the hottest black guy I'd ever laid eyes on. If I turned around now and went back in, it would be too obvious it was for him.
As I have grown older, the nights have left me more restless. Not only was I restless, but also my cock was stirring in my briefs. That's not too bad for a guy of sixty-five. Most of my life I have known I was different. In my senior years, I have become more and more attracted to men. Just to lie naked next to a man with my eyes closed and kiss him deep and fondle his cock and balls.
Anderson when he came into our store to purchase a suit--he's the vice-president of the big national bank down the street from where I work. When he first walked into the men's department, I couldn't help but whistle to myself as I appraised the man: about 6'4" & 260 pounds of hot man meat! He had thinning blond hair that was graying at the temples & gorgeous steel-grey eyes.
Not really wanting to hang around to do more work, I decided to go home and get online. When I got home, I logged on to various chat sites, and as I was cruising, I looked out the window and saw the mailman delivering the mail. I thought to myself that this was pretty odd for 3:30 in the afternoon, so I looked out to double-check and I realized -- this was not my regular mailman.
It made his blood boil, and anything that did that was all he asked out of life. His life as a diplomatic courier had put his life at risk a number of times, just like tonight. A dim image of his steel grey eyes reflected back from the porthole of the ocean liner as he gazed out at the churning sea.
I looked at my watch: right on time. The Hunk made his way to the men's locker room in several long strides, bouncing on every step as if he had springs in the soles of his sneakers. They were nice, squeezable melons, attached to one hot looking dude by the name of Mike. Miserably. Real careful.
The fellow mentioned is George Jones (honest , but not The George Jones. George was my introduction to sexual bliss while I was in that area, a sort of " country rake " known by one & all if you needed to get a blow job from 'heaven'. that was Georges' specialty, and he was known far & wide there abouts. I didn't know it then, but this was one of Georges' favorite 'pick-up' places.
After ten days of sitting in a classroom on a hard seat I was in a real funk. I needed something to change my attitude. That's how I found myself in a small room in the baths taking my clothes off. At this time was 31, 210 pounds in good shape, 7 inch cut, somewhat hairy and un-attached. This was my second trip, my first in my hometown being uneventful. I had a long slow shower. As he removed...
Atlanta, the closest place, was 150 miles away. There was nothing else of any consequence close to the school. My company included the football team. One night I went out to the latrine to take a piss. It was late, as lights were out. One of the football players was pissing next to me.
Her new man was already living at her place along with his twenty-three year old son, Jason, who would soon be my step-brother. I was pleased for her. She had been lonely for a long time after dad had died and I had left home to take a job in New Jersey soon after. I asked my mom what my step-brother-to-be was like and she told he was a jock and he was into body building and wrestling.
Don't get me wrong, the weathers not always like this in the UK, just when we get rain we seem to get lots of it. I decided to stay in and get some work done on the computer and had spent most of the day working on digital photos in PhotoShop or writing stories. At six p. m. I put a meal in the microwave and heated it, then went into the lounge to eat and watch the local news and weather.
I saw a guy log on that I had talked on the phone with before. It went well, but then I had to go. So there was this sense of incompleteness, unfinished business, I did not want it to end without starting. He asked how I was. "Horny" was my reply. He seemed interested.
I knew I was horny, though, and decided to go check out that theater on Kings Highway that everyone is always talking about. I procrastinated for a while, doing some shit around the house, and finally got there around 3 PM. I thought the place would have been quiet on a Wednesday afternoon, but I guess a lot of people took the day off from work or something, because it was pretty crowded.
I was a young man in my early twenties, a little chubby. I liked to go and watch the men jogging. I used to look at them and go home and jerk off thinking about them. I liked one man in particular. He had a well toned body and dark hairy legs, and in the summer he looked hot in his running shorts. I didn't think he even noticed me until he started nodding at me when he jogged by.
Another wave crashed over my head sending me tumbling under the water, as my naked body rolled close to the sand I wondered if I was cut out for these nudist beaches - again I could feel my cock start to swell as the currents pulled at my body. Jesus, I was getting another erection, being naked in the hot sun and being here on this out of the way beach was enough to get me horny.
This is a true story of a straight man finding some stress relief in gay sex. I was working late and the only sauna open was a gay one. I decided to go there anyway. Met this black guy with the biggest dick you have ever seen. Now I know, I like to suck!
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