Alien Visit
Chapter 15
At home, I confirmed my Monday appointments. They were ready to view the homes that I'd selected. I made sure that none of the properties that they'd received data and pictures about were a problem. No objections were noted.
After another quick shower to clean our dicks from the deep fucks we'd delivered to Ron and Gary, we dressed casually and fixed dinner. "So, how many did you think you cured this time?" Pieter asked as we began eating.
"Well, we weren't there as long as last time, so I'm guessing somewhere around 20 or 25. And you?" I wondered.
"I don't think I did as well," he admitted. "I was getting into it with only a few guys and bred everyone one of them. Even I can't recover fast enough to cure more. However, I did have about 10 guys who ate my ass and got your jizz or sucked my dick and got my precum."
"My last appointment will be over before eight tomorrow evening," I reminded him. "Would you like to hit the bareback club again after that?"
"It won't be too late, will it?" Pieter queried.
"Probably the opposite," I replied. "That kind of place is not very busy until probably ten, even on a week night."
"Should we go later then?"
"No, I think by the time I get home and we load each other again, it'll be well after nine. Besides," I added, "we need to have dinner before we go out."
"You mean besides eating your ass and sucking my sperm out of it after I breed you?" he smirked.
I laughed. "Yeah, that'll happen, too. But, we need to save some of that jizz in my ass for our new friends at the bareback club."
"After a busy day showing your clients their perspective new homes, I'll have enough jizz stored up that I'll easily be able to pound at least two loads up your ass before we head for the club," he assured me.
"And I look forward to that," I smiled and squeezed his soft, but still large, dick.
"Don't awaken the dragon unless you're prepared to take the consequences," Pieter responded, holding my hand against his thickening dick. "That dragon can only quench his fires with a deep fuck."
"You'll have to eat my ass out, first," I said.
"That's a given!" He leaned in and squeezed my dick. I was already hard. "And your dragon will need taming as well," he grinned.
"Only your warm, deep ass can do that," I replied. "But, I need your dragon fire first."
He grabbed me by the hand and pulled me into the master bedroom. We quickly stripped and tumbled into bed. Immediately assuming a 69-position with tongues in butts, we greedily ate each other out. Pieter performed particularly well, eliciting squeals of delight and heart-felt pleadings from me for something much bigger that I needed to probe deeply into my nether regions.
Pieter moved slightly so that my tongue was no longer in his ass, but working the full length of his precum-dripping dick. "Suck it, get it wet," he moaned. "But, carefully. I don't want to nutt in your mouth when your ass is so much hungrier than your throat."
With renewed gusto, I greedily sucked his massive dick, enjoying the pearls of sweet precum that oozed out in a steady stream. His dick jerked once and he pulled away quickly. His eyes were squeezed shut in an attempt to stem his impending climax. With a sigh of relief, the need to nutt passed, but not before a long stream of cum drooled from the tip. I hungrily licked it up and resumed sucking his hot dick.
He pulled away fast. "I'll nutt in your mouth if you don't sit on it, NOW!" he groaned. I turned around and quickly took the full length of his stallion dick up my manhole. Clamping down hard with my ass muscles, I brought him to a shattering climax mere seconds later. I felt his dick jerk and jerk as he filled me up with his alien sperm. My need to tame his dragon satisfied both of us as we regained a normal breathing rate.
Eventually, I pulled off his softening dick. But, Pieter wasn't finished with me, yet. He lay back on the bed and brought my ass down to his face and ate his cream from my drizzling manhole. Getting my ass eaten out always makes my dick hard. He knew that and pushed my face into his ass. His mouth moved from felching me to sucking my dripping dick.
"You are gonna get so fucked," I promised. In a heartbeat, he had me on my back as he straddled my hips. His eager ass opened up and welcomed me inside. His skill as a bottom always surprised me. I thought I knew all the moves to make a man cum in my ass, but Pieter blew me away with his expertise. "Slow down, or I'll nutt too soon!" I warned.
"I see no reason to do that," he countered with a grin. "You're always good for another load. I know how to inspire you to recover fast."
At this point, there were no options left. His ass muscles were working my dick and there was nothing I could do to prevent or even delay my climax. Knowing it was pointless to resist, I rode his magic butt hard and deep. My thrusts plowed into him faster, making him grunt with pleasure. With a nearly debilitating shudder, I climaxed with at least eight big shots of sperm up his ass. He rode me until we collapsed in a heap.
Never one to let an ass full of cum go uneaten, Pieter sat on my face. I buried my tongue as far up his love canal as I could reach. His tongue and lips cleaned errant cum from my dick as well as the last few dribbles from my urethra. A hot ass sitting on my face, feeding me sperm always makes my dick hard, no matter how recently I sprayed my load. This time was no exception.
I was certain that Pieter was ready for me to fuck him again, but he flipped my legs up on to his shoulders and slid his huge dick up my randy ass. He slowly fucked me, making sure that my prostate was massaged each time he pushed in and then withdrew. His breathing became ragged within a few more seconds. I knew his was about to explode another load up my ass. And my dick was jerking and leaking precum. My next climax was mere seconds away. "I'm gonna nutt!" I shouted.
Pieter bent at the waist and sucked my swollen dickhead into his mouth. He thrust hard into my ass and cut loose with a monster load that I felt deep in my guts. I counted at least three huge blasts before I was so filled that I didn't feel the rest of his cum squirt. But, by the way he was shuddering, I knew he was still climaxing. And I shot nearly in time with his blasts of sweet dick gravy. I loved that he was so flexible that he could cum in my manhole while he drank down my cream.
Completely sated and exhausted, we fell into a sticky, but restful sleep.
I was awakened the next morning by a warm, wet mouth engulfing my rapidly expanding dick. Pieter knew how to get my attention in the most delightful ways. This was one of my favorites.
"This could get you anything you want," I moaned softly.
"How about a big load up my ass?" he smiled when he pulled off my fully engorged ass-spreader. He moved around so that he continued to suck my inflated dick, but now his ass was in my face. Not very subtle, but my tongue found his randy hole and got it wet enough that he could take me. I flipped him on to his back and raised his calves on to my shoulders. Without additional lube, I slid slowly into his love tunnel.
"Is this what you had in mind?" I beamed down to him as our lips pressed together.
"It's a good start," he smiled back. "Pound that ass and give me your load," he added insistently. "You know what to do."
"And here I thought I was the bottom," I smiled back.
"You're more versatile than you think," he replied.
"Only because you got an ass as hungry for dick as mine," I responded with another deep thrust into his welcoming manhole.
"I was in space for a lot of years without anyone to help me out," he reminded me. "Sucking myself off isn't the same as getting a big dick buried deep in my ass and getting bred frequently. Even though I knew what I was getting into when I volunteered for reconnaissance duty, I didn't realize how much I'd miss some good dick action."
"And I love that you seem to want to make up for lost time," I observed, picking up the pace. "Your need to be bred is about to be fulfilled," I added with a groan. At that moment, my dick erupted hard with repeated volleys of creamy jizz rocketing up his deep love canal. I hammered his ass, trying to shove and squirt my baby gravy as deeply as possible. His ass muscles worked feverishly to give me maximum pleasure. This man knew how to be a power bottom!
My climax ebbed and I pulled out. But, my tongue found his well-fucked hole before he could lower his legs. He groaned with added pleasure as he felt my tongue probe his back door. I didn't taste much cum, even though I had fucked him last night as well.
We walked into the bathroom and into the walk-in shower. Pieter liked the shower water warmer than I did. But, I didn't care. Just being held by him or rubbing against him was worth any slight temperature discomfort. I was never disappointed. When both of us occupied the shower, he managed to get his hard dick into my ass, no matter what we'd recently accomplished with other sexual activities. I wasn't about to turn down another ride on his horse dick. That's not in my genetic code. I loved to bottom for a well-hung male, even if he were an alien.
I had just reached for a bar of body soap when Pieter turned me around, facing the shower door. He pushed my torso down which presented my butt to his randy, hard dick. Knowing how that game is played (having done it so many times), I backed on to his big dick and took every inch. He must have lubed up his dick while I was otherwise distracted.
Pieter took the soap from me and rubbed it over my chest and abs, and then down to my crotch. His hips worked on getting his dick working on my joy button as his hands soaped me up. Replacing the soap into the tray, he lathered me up, paying particular attention to my dick. Despite having ravaged his ass and making a spermy deposit there, my dick stiffened. Getting fucked always did that to me.
It didn't take long for us to establish a rhythm that brought him to a shuddering climax. Between his thrust and his big dick ravaging my prostate, my love channel muscles massaged him to a roaring climax. His busy hand on my hard dick pushed my cream out as his climax waned to a stuttering end. Jets of warm dick gravy splashed into my welcoming channel. I love the feeling of being filled with his spunk. A good time was had by all who came.
Relaxed and very satisfied, we rinsed off, toweled dry, and dressed for the day. I checked my messages one more time to be sure that my appointments to show home were still on. Only one change was suggested and that was the single guy with the "limited" budget of "only" five million dollars. He wanted to push the showing back to 3:30 in the afternoon. That would work out better for me anyway. Getting away from my 2:00 p.m. appointment in time to meet this guy at 3:00 would have been tight, anyway. I called him back to confirm that the new time worked for me.
I made biscuits and gravy for breakfast along with fruit and juice. This was a recipe I'd been given by my mother who got it from her mother. It was a simple recipe and so delicious. Pieter loved it the first time I served it and often requested it. And I thought it would be a good way to start the week.
In the office, I greeted Joan. She handed me three phone messages. I suggested that she take the rest of the morning off, but come back in the late afternoon. "I have three hot prospects to show houses this afternoon. I think at least one of them will want to make an offer, so I'd like you to get it all written up for me to present to the brokers for any offers. I'll let you know when the last one has been shown a property, so you'll know when to go home. Also, don't bother to come in tomorrow morning until about noon. I may have an answer or answers on any offers presented."
"Is the trip to France still on with Pieter?" she asked.
"Of course," I smiled. "And I'm sure you're ready to handle the office while I'm gone. You know that I'm just a phone call away if anything gets too overwhelming for you. Just remember the nine hour time difference," I laughed.
She smiled and waved me away. In my private office, I returned the calls of the three messages Joan had handed me. All three were people who were interested in finding someone to sell their current home, but only one wanted to look for a new place. The other two were moving out of state to follow a new job opportunity. I quickly checked their locations, hoping I could make a circuit and not have to backtrack to see all of them. Knowing that my afternoon and evening were already full, I suggested times to see them tomorrow.
I called my appraiser to see if he were available tomorrow at the same time I'd scheduled to check out their current residences and take pictures. He was available for the entire morning. I suggested that he ride with me to keep us on schedule. Maybe Joan should take tomorrow morning off, too, if these new clients wanted to sign me up to sell their current residences. I'd be busy all morning tomorrow and wouldn't be able to get the photos to her before afternoon, anyway. However, if this afternoon's showing were successful, she'd need to be here tomorrow morning. We'd figure it out by this evening.
Gathering additional information from the potential client who needed a new residence, I quizzed him for more details about what he wanted. He answered all my questions fully. I promised to send him some potential homes listed for sale in the area he wanted to live in for him to check out in the next few days. I did tell him that I was leaving in a week for France, so we could move this along quickly or he could take his time. I also gave him the option of dealing with Joan if he wanted to move on any of the listings while I was gone. Joan pulled together the potential homes for me. Meanwhile, I concentrated on what I'd be showing my three clients this afternoon and evening.
With addresses in hand, I added them to my GPS in the car and drove to the first appointment. The first couple had a budget of 15 million dollars and wanted a large home with a view. The first house turned out to be exactly what they wanted. "No need to show us anything else," they smiled. "This will do nicely." I asked them if they wanted to keep any furnishings, but they declined. "We have our own," she sniffed, "far better than these IKEA castoffs." Well, that was nasty, but I smiled knowingly, and asked if they had an offer in mind, reminding them that the house was a new listing that was only one week old. "Full price offer," they concluded after a quick conversation.
"I'll have my assistance fax you the offering papers, and will let their broker know of your interest. You should have answer within 48 hours," I told them. "Or you could stop by my office and Joan will have the papers ready to sign when you get there." I warned Joan that they were coming and were ready to sign in the next half hour. She said that the paper work would be ready. I sent a message off to the broker to warn him of the incoming offer. An immediate response told me that the owners would be delighted, but the official papers still needed to be filed. I let the prospective owners know that the broker was sure that the offer would be accepted. They were very happy.
I bid them farewell and drove to the next appointment at 3:30. This was the young man with a 5 million dollar budget. The first place he didn't even want to go in. The curb appeal was "all wrong" for him. Clearly, he hadn't bothered to look at the information and pictures I'd sent to him yesterday. Asshole! He liked the second one much better, but wasn't a fan of the grounds. "Too much to take care of," he whined. Evidently, I'd saved the best for last. He fell in love with it. This home was vacant, but had been staged. He loved everything about it. He even wanted to buy the furnishings, including the art. I told him that I'd have to ask the staging company what they'd want for their goods, but wanted them to know that he was on a budget and wouldn't spend more than $75,000 for everything. They haggled with him while I let Joan know that we had another offer coming in. They finally settled on a figure that was less than his budget, but only by a few dollars. I didn't know what all the furnishings were worth, but he told me that two of the art pieces were worth at least $50,000 together. He thought he got a bargain. Once more, I phoned the broker for the seller and let him know that an offer was coming. Before we parted, he made a pass at me, which I deflected. My pheromones were spiking again, or he had a thing for tall, built black men with a big dick, and a bubble butt.
And my final appointment of the day was at 5:30. I made sure that the windows were open as I drove there. I didn't want my pheromones to distract this buyer, too! This was the guy who had the huge $50,000,000 budget. There were only two listings in Malibu that he seemed to like from the information I'd sent him. The first one, he was lukewarm to. He thought it would need a great deal of renovation and the grounds were too busy and too much. But, that could be fixed with additional expense. The other house had a spectacular view of the ocean. It was very modern with lots of straight lines and hard surfaces. It wasn't the kind of house I'd want, but it was evidently right up his alley. He thought it was overpriced at $30,000,000. I agreed with him. Comparables in this thin market were hard to come by, but the assessed value was only $24,800,000. He said he'd offer $24,000,000, but would pay all closing costs. Again, I called Joan (knowing that she was still in the office) to alert her to another offer coming in. And I alerted the broker for the seller.
I dragged myself home, parked the car, and walked inside. Pieter greeted me with a cold cocktail and no clothes. I gulped the cocktail, ripped my clothes off, and hit the shower quickly. Pieter greeted me in the bedroom with his ass in the air and a small lube bottle in his hand. Suddenly, I wasn't nearly as tired as I'd been when I'd parked the car. Jumping on the bed, I buried my face in his muscular ass, spreading his butt cheeks with both hands. His hole still tasted of my load from this morning.
But, it wasn't his tasty hole that inspired me. His heavy male pheromones assaulted my libido as my nose sniffed his perineum. My dick was raging for a climax and there was no way I could postpone the inevitable. I pulled my face out of his ass and replace it with my hard, black dick. Pieter pulled me in with his big hands on my ass. Just as I hit bottom, my dick exploded in multiple cannon shots of warm, creamy spooge. I thrashed on his ass as my climax peaked and slowly jerked to a halt. It felt so good to breed him.
He rolled me off of his back and spun around. His ass descended on to my face and his dick lay heavily on my chest while he cleaned off my slowly deflating cum-oozing dick. Within another minute, he'd shifted slightly so that his dick was buried in my throat as far as I could tolerate it and his mouth descended onto my ass. His long tongue probed me deeply and wet me for the next act.
With a practiced spin, my calves were on his broad shoulders. My asshole and his massive dick got a coat of lube before he slipped his alien breeding stick up to the hilt. He leaned in and kissed me as his hips began a slow up and down motion. My ass muscles worked his thick male member, knowing exactly what would get him to unleash a big load deep into my fuck channel. Mere seconds later, he bellowed out his load of creamy jizz. I held on to his ass, so that his big dick was buried deeply inside me as his climax spewed another massive load. Getting fucked by his was one of the highlights of my life, but taking his male juices deep inside me was even better.
I looked at the clock. It wasn't even 8 p.m. yet. I made a big salad with baked chicken pieces that were left over from a previous meal. Then, we settled in for another hour before we prepared to hit the bareback club. With another load in each ass, I drove us there. It wasn't yet 10 p.m., but Pieter wanted to get an early start.
As we disrobed, a couple of men were getting ready to leave. Their conversation turned to the good time they'd just had with a man who was trying to take as many loads as he could. "That guy had the sweetest ass," the younger one said. "Even though he'd already taken at least half a dozen dicks and loads, he was still tight." The one man joined in, "And he knew how to get you off quickly, so he could service the next guy."
Of course, Pieter had to know which room the guy was in. "I love fucking my load up a hot ass that is well lubed with multiple loads," he smiled. I nodded eagerly. Both of us didn't need to fuck him to transmit the cure, but a talented, hungry bottom was always a draw for us.
The two men checked out our rapidly expanding dicks. "He's gonna love you," the younger one said. "You're too big for me, but he'll love what you're packing."
"Wanna taste before you leave?" Pieter smiled.
"It'll get us wet enough to fuck him when we get there," I suggested.
They were on their knees slurping our dicks as deeply as they could. I could feel my dick leaking precum, so the younger one was going to spread the cure. Surely, Pieter was doing the same.
Before we fed them our loads of cream, we pulled away, reminding them that these loads were for the power bottom that they'd suggested. Reluctantly they stood, wiped their mouths, and hoped to see us again soon for a full mouth of jizz from us.
With towels in hand, we walked to the designated room. Without directions pointing the way to the numbered room, we'd have been lost. When we arrived, a man was just pulling out of a round ass that he'd recently bred. Cum was oozing from the man's ass who'd entertained him. "He's all yours," he sighed. "Sweet ass. He really knows how to take dick."
The power bottom glanced over his shoulder and smiled at us. "I need some black dick," he stated. "I haven't had any all night." With a nod, I mounted him and slowly, easily slid my hard 10" up his butt. His ass muscles quickly kicked into action. I did my best to ignore his chewing tunnel with my own deep, long thrusts. Pieter had moved around to the guy's mouth and began to fuck his face. Pieter and I kissed over the guy's back, but kept up a slow rhythm.
But, that didn't do us any good. This guy was a major bottom talent. I'd been in his ass less than a minute before he'd milked my load out. I pulled out when my climax waned and bent down to eat his hole out. Pieter needed to fuck him, too. So he pushed me aside after about a minute and took my place. He first continued in my stead with his tongue up the guy's cum-drooling hole. I didn't need to stick around to know that Pieter would soon be mounting the insatiable bottom and adding his alien sperm to the rest of the men who'd preceded us.
I wandered the halls, looking for my next "new" friend. My dick was still stiff from eating cum from the power bottom's ass, so I walked toward the shower room. That was always a place to find more men in need of my services. Striding in, I espied two other men, enjoying their mating pleasures. The top had a muscular back, ass, and legs. The man he was fucking was more slight, but was as into the hot sex as his burly benefactor.
With the shower controls adjusted to the right temperature, I soaped up my dick, stroking it back to full attention. Watching the two men enjoying each other was a decidedly erotic scene. With a cry of pleasure, the couple completed their mating. The bottom jetted out his load as the top pronounced his satisfaction in a bellow of joy.
When they uncoupled, the top turned toward me and strode over to a shower directly across from me. His dick was still hard and the tip was leaking the last dribbles of his climax. My eyes eventually checked out the entire package. I was startled to see that this guy was one of my favorite porn stars. He stood about 5"10", his tanned body nicely muscled, and his smile alluring. His gaze took me in with special attention to my hard, black dick.
With a smile, he turned and adjusted the temperature of the shower. As he soaped up his dick, he bent over and displayed his ass. I couldn't stop staring. This guy did have a great ass, but he never let anyone fuck his butt in any of his movies. Oh, he did allow them to eat his ass in nearly every film, but his ass was still virginal. And he was sure to eat every ass that he fucked, even some of whom he'd felch out after he'd bred them. His porn films would have us believe he never bottomed. However, I'd noticed that when the camera caught a good view of his manhole, it appeared to have been well used. My conclusion was that outside of his "career", he was at least versatile.
And now that he was showing off his ass and his seemingly welcoming manhole, I wasn't about to ponder whether or not I should confirm his bottoming skills. I walked the three, long strides between us and bent my knees. My dick pressed against his back door and slipped in easily. With the head buried, I held firm. I wasn't sure he was able to take a dick as big as mine and I didn't want to hurt him.
Disappointedly, he pulled away. Damn!
However, he turned around and smiled as he grabbed my leaking dick. "I think we'd have more fun in my room," he suggested. I nodded eagerly and followed him. Inside the room, he closed and latched the door behind us. In all of his films, he never used condoms, but I wasn't sure about taking dick up his ass without a condom. "A big dick like yours needs to experience the full pleasure of breeding me," he smiled as he stroked the full length of my thick, hard, long dick with his right hand. "Unless you object, I'd prefer that we go at it raw."
"On the contrary, I prefer bareback," I assured him. "That is, after all, the name of the club. But, I am surprised that you want to get fucked. I thought you only topped."
"That's my public persona, and another reason I wanted to do the deed here, not with other's watching. I do have a reputation as the consummate top to my gay viewers," he revealed.
"They won't hear otherwise from me," I promised.
"And do love to eat ass, so I think that's how we should begin," he instructed. "How about a mutual butt munching to get us started?"
"I love the idea. I'm very much a fan of ass eating," I laughed. With him on his back, I straddled his head, grabbed his legs and seated them under my arms and we began eating butt. Instantly, I knew that I wasn't the first one this evening to breed his muscle butt. "And who's cum am I tasting?" I asked a few seconds later.
He smirked and replied, "That's the lighting engineer on the last film we just finished late this afternoon. He's another black man with a huge dick, but not as big as yours. We always fuck after a wrap."
"You get fucked after you finish every film?"
"Yes. But, only with this studio do I have the added pleasure of the lighting engineer being well hung and eager to breed me," he remarked. "And he likes to sit on my dick, too."
"I'm sure he does," I smirked and went back to eating his ass.
A moment later, his face was deeply planted between my ass cheeks. His tongue worked inside me and licked ravenously. He spread my black cakes with both hands and waggled his face to get deeper. "Damn! You taste good! Who's been breeding you?"
"That would be my boyfriend," I answered, withdrawing my face from his delicious ass. "And he pumps out a monster load."
He went back to waggling his face between my black melons, savoring the taste and smell of my pheromones and Pieter's creamy man jizz. "Gawd! I love your ass!" he reiterated. I let him continue munching on my hole as long as he wanted. There was no reason for me to pull out of his ass, either. I'd sprayed a load up the power bottom's ass only minutes ago. But, eating a well loaded ass does make my dick very hard. I wouldn't be able to continue this much longer without flipping him and sliding my dick up his manhole. "My dick is so hard, I gotta fuck that perfect, black ass," he insisted, moving behind me and taking me doggie style.
I'd fantasized many times while watching one of his films about how good it would feel to ride his fat dick after he ate my ass. This fantasy was about to come true. His thick dick disappeared easily up my butt. I'd have to thank Pieter for preparing me for another big one. "Big dicks always feel so good when they're deep inside me," I sighed. "I could do this the rest of the evening."
"One of the best kept secrets in the porn industry is that a lot of us shoot our loads pretty quickly," he revealed. "But, we always get it hard later and fill in the time with hot fucking without a climax. However, if I've really enjoyed the guy, I'll felch him out right after I fill him with my jizz. Otherwise, I just finish a good fuck and walk away when the time is up."
"I always get hard while I'm felching a guy, even though I've just nutted up his hole," I admitted. "That gives me a chance for another climax and more jizz to lick from his well-fucked manhole."
"I wish I could do that," he sighed. "I can't seem to get it up for several hours after I nutt. But, you've inspired me to get it up much sooner than normal." I knew it was my pheromones that were "inspiring" him, but I wasn't about to admit that. A moment later, his body shuddered. "I hope you wanted my load up your ass, because I'm CUMMING!" he yelled. I backed on to him, taking every inch he had to offer and every drop of cream that jetted out of his hard dick. "Yeah! I love fucking black ass. I wish I had more black men in my movies."
When his dick wilted slightly and his jizz stopped firing, he pulled out. Instantly, he dropped down and ate my ass, licking as deeply as his tongue could reach for his load. I wanted to flip him over and pound his white ass, but I do love getting my ass eaten out.
Eventually, he changed positions and moved beneath me. He directed me to sit on his face, so he could eat more of his cream from my manhole. While he was busy felching me again, I cleaned cum off his dick and headed farther "south". My tongue found his white asshole and began getting it prepared for a deep breeding. My mouth on his hole distracted him from my ass long enough for him to say, "I gotta get fucked by your magnificent, black dick. Robert, my lighting director has a big dick, but he doesn't have as much meat as you do. You're thicker and longer, so take it easy on me!"
I got behind him, raised his legs so they rested on my shoulders, and pushed my black, hard dick against his back door. He handed me lube which I dutifully applied. I pressed harder against his manhole. "Relax," I encouraged him. "You'll get it all more easily."
"Damn! You're BIG!" he moaned. "I thought Robert had a really big one. You got him beat by a mile. And you're harder, too," he added. I continued pushing harder, advancing more inches of my dick up his eager butt. With about two inches to go, he tensed up. "Damn! Fuckin' BIG!" he moaned. "Give me a minute to get used to so much black dick." I moved in and out, never going deeper than I'd just been. He relaxed and I pushed deeper. This time, he was able to take the full 10". He sighed, "Fuck, that's good."
I'd kept my pace purposefully low. With an ass this tight, there was a real possibility that I'd nutt before I stroked his ass more than a few times. However, he decided that now that he could take my entire black dick, he wanted my nutt. So, he worked his ass muscles to stroke me mercilessly. There was no hope. I was gonna breed him, and there was no holding back.
"I hope you wanted my baby gravy," I shouted. "Too late if you don't," I added in a growl, as my third jet of cream blasted deep inside him. He grabbed my ass and pulled me harder against his ass, making sure that I was buried completely and he was getting every drop of my jizz.
"Breed me, Daddy!" he moaned. I pounded his ass until my climax waned and my dick started to wilt. I pulled out and stuffed my deflating dick into his mouth. I noted that he was correct when he stated that he couldn't get hard after a good climax. But, he still loved my dick enough to clean off the last remnants of my load. "You should be in porn," he sighed. "You've got a great body, an awesome ass, and a magnificent, huge dick. Please consider it?"
I pretended to consider his offer, but turned him down. I told him that my work was too public for me to venture into porn. However, I thanked him for considering that I was good enough to do that.
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