Randy Richards is a 39 y/o dominate whtmale looking for a live-in submissive botm slave to worship his strong insatiable 9" cock. Jeffery Rollins is a 19 y/o blkmale from the hood who was curious about his sexuality, but had never been with a man before. This is their story...
BLACK SUB-10
Randy rode his Harley Davison through the streets of downtown Philadelphia on a clear, crowded, Sunday afternoon with Jeffery behind him in tow. He had decided to take the boy out for a bit of fresh air at one of his favorite biker bars in the heart of Center City, at a place called "Rusty's" just off one of the crowded streets after 2 days of anal butt-fucking sex. Most people don't even know the place exist, and the few that do, dare not venture too close as the sight of the rough looking biker trade is too intimidating for most. Randy parked his bike beside some of the many others lining the small alley like entrance. He and Jeffery climbed down off the cycle, as they rested their helmets in the proper place.
"Are you sure about this place?" asked Jeffery, looking around at some of the scary looking bikers that was still gathered around the front of the bar, smoking, drinking, or carrying on conversations with one another.
"Relax, yur with me." said Randy, adjusting the crotch in his leather chaps.
"I feel so uncomfortable in this get-up. Why'd I have to wear these tights?" asked Jeffery, feeling more like CATWOMAN than a black male. "With this slit up the crack of my ass, it felt like everyone on the expressway was looking straight up my asshole."
"They probably were." smirked Randy, at Jeffery's expense. "I made you wear the tights because I wanted to show off that fat black-boy ass of yurs. And I put the slit in it so I could easily fuck you whenever I wanted." he explained, though he really felt he didn't have to. Bottoms weren't supposed to question their tops. They were supposed to follow orders without question or hesitation, as stated as rule #3 in the unofficial sub/DOM handbook. Jeffery would no doubt need reminding of the rules when they got back home.
The two men crossed the small cobble stoned street to the other side, where Randy stopped to greet a few bikers he knew. The men exchanged some sort of secret biker hand shakes, then began talking, totally ignore Jeffery and making him feel insignificant.
"Ran-man!" called one biker, a big muscular guy like Randy, covered in black leather and sporting a biker hat and dark sunglasses. "Where ya been keepin yurself man?"
"Here and there. Been working mostly, keeping busy." explained Randy.
"Yea, so I see." laughed the big guy, along with two others that had been sharing in the conversation. "I see yur dabbing in the darkies now."
"First time." admitted Randy, with a grin.
"Is he good?"
"Best butt I've been in in years." said Randy, as if Jeffery wasn't standing right behind him. "And best part is, he was a total virgin til yesterday."
"No kiddin?" the man said, peeking around Randy to get another look at the handsome black. "You sharin this little morsel, or are you keepin it for yurself?"
"Ain't decided yet." said Randy, honestly.
"Well, if you do, I'd certainly like a crack at it. I ain't had my piece inna nigger cunt since the day a bunch of us butt fucked a nigger State Trooper for tryin to give us some bullshit ticket. By the time we pulled him into the woods and finished fuckin him a new asshole, he was a total cum-pig. Now he stops us whenever we pass through his section of the interstate. We fuck him for hours just off the main highway, treatin him like the cum sucker his truly is."
"That's hot." said Randy rubbing his crotch, as were others. "Let me get my piece inside and get a few drinks in him, then I'll let you know if I'm gonna have an open bar with him or not."
"Sounds fair." said the guy, giving Randy a swig of his beer before they went in. Jeffery followed Randy towards the bar. He gave a backwards glance at the men Randy had just had conversation with, feeling self conscious that they were staring at the slit in the seat of his pants. He saw the smirks and winks they gave him, making his stomach churn as one of them flicked his tongue at him lewdly.
Inside the bar was noisy, and packed with bikers. Jeffery had never seen so much black leather and blue jeans in one place before in his life. The bikers ranged in age. Some looked in their early 20's, while others looked to be in their 40's, 50's, and possibly 60's. Some -like Randy, were bald. While others wore long dirty looking pony-tails or buzz cuts. Some had piercings everywhere from their ears to their noses, lips, eyebrows, tongues, chins, and nipples. Tattoos were everywhere. Some guys were covered in them from head to toe. Big elaborate tattoos of naked women getting fucked by giant cocks, or fiery symbols like the phoenix rising, or religious crosses or other such meanings and items. Jeffery felt well out of place, as he searched the entire room for another black face. He finally found one midway down the bar, talking with another white biker. He too was dressed in black leather, a vest which showed off his hairy chest and muscle band tattoos.
They slowly made their way through the bar with Randy being greeted by the bikers he was most familiar with. Jeffery felt eyes glancing over him. He knew his bubble butt was getting the most looks, and felt very self-conscious about that. As they made their way down the tight walk, Jeffery found himself standing next the only other back man in the room. The two exchanged looks, as Jeffery blushed with embarrassment.
"Hi." said the black guy, whom looked to be as old as Randy.
"Sup?" answered Jeffery, happy to see a similar face.
"You here with someone?" the man asked, shouting over the acid music coming from giant speakers placed over head above the bar.
"Yeah, him." shouted Jeffery, pointing at Randy's back as he talked with another biker friend.
"Oh, he's a big guy." said the black dude. "How long've you two been together."
"We're not together." corrected Jeffery. "I mean... we just met friday."
"Oh. So yall just feeling eachother out?" asked the man, questionably.
"Something like that." said Jeffery, keeping an eye on Randy.
"I'm Lucas." said the black man, extending his hand to shake. Jeffery shook the man's hand, and introduced himself as well. He was just getting ready to ask the man how long had he been a biker, when he saw Randy moving on. Jeffery waved good-bye, not wanting to get separated. He caught up with Randy as they approached the other end of the bar. Finding a seat, Randy ordered two brews from the owner and bartender -Rusty, a 49 year old ex-biker whom Randy and a few others had spent time fucking in Rusty's back office after closing from time to time. He pulled Jeffery up to the bar until he was standing right next to him, and let his hand fall down to the boy's ass. Jeffery felt Randy playing with his buttock, pinching and squeezing the healthy cheeks beneath the tight material, and felt embarrassed that people standing behind them were looking. His instincts told him to make Randy stop, to save him his dignity, but the submissive in him let it continue. He forced himself to relax and go with the flow despite feeling uncomfortable.
The drinks came, and Jeffery immediately began chugging it down. He needed something to help him get over his jitters, as he felt Randy's fingers slip into the ass slit of his tights. Soon after, he felt Randy's fingers searching the crack of his ass for the hole. Having been well lubed before they left the house, Randy's fingers began to easily slide inside, causing Jeffery to tense. Randy felt the boy's hole clamp down on his finger, trying to deny him access. Randy pulled his finger free, then swatted Jeffery on his bottom firmly, reminding the boy of his authority. Jeffery shot Randy a shocked expression, then submitted. Randy replaced his fingers back into the hole, this time feeling the black cunt relax and accept the full length of his fingers.
Their little display did not go unnoticed by several bikers standing behind them. Randy and Jeffery continued to drink their beers, while Randy fingered Jeffery's hole, adding fingers periodically to open the chute to it's max. While on their second beers, Randy was approached by his biker friend from outside. The big mountain man walked up behind the two as they were seated at the bar. He and Randy began to engage in conversation, when he noticed Randy's hand movements just under Jeffery's buttock. When questioned, Randy simply removed his hand to let his friend have a sample. The big guy reached down, and roughly shoved two full fingers up into Jeffery's lubed hole.
"Damn..." the man sighed, feeling the silky chute hug his fingers. Randy grinned, knowingly. "This what ya been keepin to yurself?" he asked. Jeffery felt the exchange of hands, trying to keep his face expressionless as some of the patrons seated around the bar was unaware what was going on in his back door. The big guy (whom Jeffery later knew as Peter), began to piston his fingers in and out. "When's the last time ya seeded this bitch?"
"Was just about to take him into the shit house, when you walked up." stated Randy.
"No foolin? Mind if I watch?"
"Not at all." Jeffery was in the mist of finishing his second brew, when it was snatched out of his hand and slammed onto the bar. He was then roughly yanked from the bar by the fingers in his ass, and bum-rushed across the packed room and into the restroom on the otherside. He excused himself as he bumped into people on the way, pushed forward by the fingers reaching up inside him like a puppet. Once inside, they found one of the restroom's 3 stalls in use. The second and third stalls were unoccupied. Peter yanked his fingers free from Jeffery's hole and held them up to his nose as he watched Randy led the boy into the second stall, while he himself scurried off into the last one.
Each stall had a glory hole where costumers could peek through at someone on the other side get their dicks sucked, or butt fuck someone in the next stall. Randy wasted no time. He simply bent the protesting Jeffery over, placed his cock into the ass split up the center of Jeffery's tights, then roughly buried his cock in the black teen's hole in one quick swift motion. Jeffery yipped at the sudden entry, feeling his bowels yell as the anal ring was stretched wide to accommodate it's master.
Randy set himself a steady pace, knowing he had an audience. The man in the 1st stall heard the commotion next door, and took a break from shitting to peer through the glory hole to witness a black guy getting a royal butt fucking from some white dude. Meanwhile Pete was in the 3rd stall, watching through the glory hole where he also had a perfect view of Randy's cock slamming into the nigger boy's booty. He pulled his cock out of his pants, and began whacking it the instant he saw Randy's cock enter the kid's butt. Jeffery was bent over in the 2nd stall, his face over the commode as he held his hands against the back wall for support. His legs were spread as he ass was jetted outward to receive Randy's meat. Randy held the boy by the waist as he fed his lubed anus his thick dick, fucking into the kid with long easy strokes to open him up for the assortment of cocks he knew was coming.
Unable to take it anymore, Pete stood up and shoved his erection through the glory hole. His long fat cock reached into Randy's stall by about 10 inches. It curved upward with a slight bend. Randy saw the huge muscle sticking through the wall, and couldn't help grasping it. He's seen it many times over the years, and had even managed to suck several loads from it as well. But now, he wanted to see it crammed up his slave's backside. He wanted to see Jeffery fuck himself on it willingly, until the 10 inch monster erupted a flood of cum into his butt. He wanted to see Jeffery go wild for cock. But not just any cock, he wanted to see him flip for -white cock.
After several more pumps into Jeffery's ass, Randy pulled out, leaving the boy open, empty, and confused. Jeffery knew Randy hadn't cum yet. He'd become something of an expert at knowing when Randy was about to bust his nutt. He knew well how Randy's cock would swell inside him, and how he would pump at him harder until he spilled his load of precious juices straight into his intestines. But Jeffery never felt any of that, and therefore was quite surprised when Randy pulled free and stood him upright.
"What's wrong?" asked the boy, fully expecting to feel Randy's cum in his butt.
"Nothing." answered Randy, grabbing Jeffery by the shoulders and positioning him against the side wall so that his ass was level with Pete's dick. Then he took the boy's hips in his hand, and pushed him back onto the erection jetting through the adjoining stall.
"UHHHH!!!" gasped Jeffery, feeling the head instantly penetrated his buttock. He tried removing himself away from it, believing at first that it entered him by accident, until he realized that he was being held firmly in place by Randy whom pushed him further and further down on the ramrod erection. Jeffery's eyes bulged as he felt the cock surpass the point where Randy's cock reached. There was still another inch to go, and Jeffery felt his insides move to make room for the new invader.
He gasped, biting his lower lip as he stared frighteningly into Randy's eyes. Randy watched as Jeffery's ass consumed all the cock Pete had to offer. He knew the boy had all the hot cock in him when he stopped struggling, and his ass cheeks was resting against the partition. Pete was on the other side of the partition, his face flat against the wall, and his cock completely lodged up the black kid's ass. He loved the was the hole opened and slowly swallowed his entire cock all the way up to his balls. The juicy tight chute caressed the entire length of his cock as it snaked up inside it. The only thing that would have been better, was if he could actually see his cock disappearing up the boy's ass. It was a sight Peter would have loved to witness, watching his pink penis slam into the boy's rump as he doubled him over and made him kiss his own ass good-bye.
Jeffery whimpered softy, trying to keep himself in check as he felt the cock in the other stall start to fuck him. His asshole tightened about the invading penis, trying to keep it from digging any further, but Peter's cock was rock hard and determined to fuck the boy a new hole, and busted through the anal muscle with ease.
Randy held the boy gently as he watched him getting fucked. Jeffery looked into his eyes, pleadingly. Getting fucked was still new to him, and he wasn't quite so sure he wanted anyone besides Randy doing it to him at this point. He grabbed onto Randy's biceps for support. Randy held Jeffery, staring deep into the boy's brown eyes as he encouraged him to "take it deeper". Jeffery nodded his head, trying to comply with his lover's request even as Peter was starting to long dick him from behind. Jeffery's body jumped from each thrust into his backside. His fingers gripped into Randy's skin as he fought to keep quiet, not wanting to alert the other patrons to what was going on in the mens room. As if they didn't already know.
Peter was pulling back with his hips, causing his long ample cock to slither almost free from Jeffery's sucking anus. Then he would slide his dick all the way back into the boy's ass, feeling the hot depths squeeze and caress his stiff hardon as the head plunged into soft innards. He heard the boy moan and gasp everytime his cock hit bottom. He could hear Randy speaking softly, encouraging the kid to "keep it up", and "work that cock master with yur pretty black-boy pussy". Peter picked up the pace of his thrusts, fucking harder into the ass on the other side of the wall. His hips began to bang into the partition, causing it to shake and vibrate between thrusts. He wanted Jeffery to feel his fuck, he wanted the boy to remember him should they meet again somewhere in life. He knew Jeffery belonged to Randy, but knew boy-pussy like this was sometimes worth ruining a friendship over. He reasoned that if Randy decided to pass up on the young black for whatever reason, he would surely take measures to get the kid in his stable. A long deep solid fuck would insure that Jeffery would remember him should their paths cross again. Randy for his part couldn't resist the soft moans and sexy facial expressions Jeffery made while he got fucked. He leaned forward and buried his tongue into Jeffery's gaping mouth. Jeffery sucked on it willing, trying to keep his mind off the cock moving in and out of his trapdoor.
"Uhh, man! What a great cunt! I'm gonna nutt soon!" announced Pete, slamming into the partition and causing the hinges to creek and crack.
"You hear that baby?" asked Randy, between hot tongue kisses. "Make that hot cock cream yur cunt hole!"
"UMM, UMM, UMM, UMM..!!" whimpered Jeffery with Randy's wet tongue shoved in his mouth. He could feel the thick cock ramming back and forth through him. Randy still held him firmly in place, making him take the rough pounding as the thrusts got harder and the head banged deeper.
Peter held onto the partition's edges for leverage, then started hammering through the glory hole with all the power his muscular frame could muster. His pelvis smacked painfully into the cold metal, clanking with the metal cock ring surrounding the base of his cock and balls. He could hear the moans of the black boy on the otherside, he sounded as if he was in agony by the size of Pete's cock slicing through his tender loins. The growing grunts and moans only made the big man fuck harder, trying to spear his achingly hard erection straight through the kid's body.
"UUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHH....!!!" yelled Pete, his cock swelling thicker as his balls contracted and fired rounds of cum ribbons into Jeffery's ass. Jeffery felt the hot spurts loading his rectum full of cum, the thick cock pulsed in his colon as it spit 7 full rounds of potent juice, drenching his bowels in sperm. Randy heard his friend's bestial cry from the next stall. Experience told him that he was filling Jeffery's tight cunt full of daddy milk. He felt the boy's body go slack. Jeffery held onto Randy heavily, his body already exhausted from the exertion. Randy smiled wickedly to himself. Little did the boy know, this was just the beginning of his ordeal at Rusty's Biker Bar.