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-Sub2 -pt2
Jeffery Rollins parked his dad's car in the usual place he parks before ducking into the Risque Adult Book and Video store just outside philly. He bought his usual row of quarters from the clerk, then headed back to the video booths at the rear of the store. Jeffery noticed the eyes of many of the store's patrons following him as he selected his favorite, then secured himself inside. Before Jeffery could even deposit his first coin, a cock was shoved through the large glory hole to the side of Jeff. Once the coins fell into the coin box, the over head lights dimmed down, and the video came up on screen. Not even bothering to select any particular movies, Jeffery got down on his knees, and attacked the rigid cock standing through the hole in the wall with his mouth. He'd been going to the adult book store ever since he discovered it was a great place to suck cock. Since then he's been sucking as many as he could, sometimes spending up to 2 hours on his knees, swallowing what ever came through the hole.
Each time Jeffery left the store, he was amazed at how easy it was to find sex. His belly would be full of cum as he quickly made his way back home to his life and family. No one was the wiser when he got back. His parents and his brothers treated him just the same, unaware that he had just sucked as many as 10 dicks in one sitting, devouring the cum loads of every cock that passed through his gums. Jeffery couldn't get his mind off dick. He spent most of his awaking hours staring into the crotches of men, eyeing them intensely as he tried to imagine how big they were by the size of the bulge in their pants. They even crept into his dreams as he dreamt of sucking dick and getting fucked, the events of that wild loose weekend still burning deeply in his memory.
Jeffery sucked hard on the cock in his mouth, his lips sliding up and down the full length as he took it deep into his mouth. He worked his tongue along the belly, tickling the cum tube as he bobbed his head back and forth. The 42 year old man in the other booth couldn't believe his luck. He just happened apon this video store purely by accident, looking for some jack off material for his next business trip, and was now receiving the best blowjob of his life. He pressed his face up against the booth wall, fighting a heavy groan as the mouth in the next booth worked him closer to orgasm. He thought he'd had his cock sucked before, but his ex-wife never treated his dick with such passion and wanton desire as the faggot in the next booth. Samuel Donaldson had no idea who Jeffery Rollins was, or his past experience. He just knew the hot mouth was glued to his dick like a second skin, the wet tongue whirling around his shaft like a whirlwind.
Jeffery felt the shaft start to tremble and throb in his mouth. It swelled, indicating that it was about to burst. Jeffery readied himself as he prepared for the reward of his labor. Samuel felt his balls contract, then felt his sperm burst free in a hail of rapid fire. Jeffery took the full onslaught of the load, feeling it fill his mouth to capacity. 7 full spurts filled his mouth, painting his tongue and oral walls with a flood of pasty semen. The cock pulled from his mouth. Jeffery looked through the hole in the wall as the stranger tucked his cock and zipped up. He left the booth just as Jeffery swallowed his semen, tasting the slightly salty flavor he'd come to love so much.
Another figure quickly filled the booth, closing the door and inserting a coin to start the video. Jeffery sat patiently on his knees as he watched the new man unzip and push his white cock through the hole. This one was thinner then the last one, with a slight curve upward. He took the round head between his lips and sucked it feverishly. He whirled his tongue around the head, then buried it deep into his mouth, sliding his lips down along the shaft. Jeffery felt the cock slip between his lips, filling his mouth as he suctioned hard. He heard the man moan, indicating that he liked what he did. Jeffery sucked even harder, wanting to please him. He loved the feeling of cock in his mouth. He couldn't get enough of the penises as he sucked them all off one by one. He knew that cocksucking was new to him, but for the life of himself he couldn't understand how he made it through life this far without it. Sucking cock had become the focal point of his life. Every day at home or work he thought about doing it. He thought about the last time he blew a man and ate his load, and wondered when that next time it would like. Sometimes he would actually get a hungry craving for it, as one would a drink or a drug. He often thought about Randy in those moments, but knew he was not ready to commit to the man's demands of commitment.
Ronald Pearcly thrust his hips back and forth against the wall separating him from the next booth. He did it to drive his cock in and out of the hot mouth blowing him on the other side. Ronald had been coming to the book store on and off for a number of years. He was a 54 year old with 2 older sons and 5 grand children. He remembered seeing Jeffery enter the book store as a curious handsome black guy several weeks ago. He didn't give any two thoughts about it at first, until he noticed several men coming and going from the adjoining booth looking rather flushed. A small line had formed, and Ron had found himself intrigued. He too stood, awaiting his turn as he questioned one of the men present. "What's going on?" he asked. "There's a black guy giving good head in booth 3," said the man in front of him, "word has it that he's very good, and been coming here for the past couple of days, sucking off anyone who wanted it". Ron's cock grew extra hard, having only see one black guy enter the building. He waited as each man entered the booth, only to exit 5 minutes later re-zipping the evidence and smiling. When Ron's turn came up, he was so excited with anticipation that he practically blew as soon as the mouth touched his dick. Jeffery ate the man's unexpected gush, then continued to suck his cock while it was still hard, until it finally gave him a second helping. Ron had been coming back to the store every week for more and more of Jeffery's amazing blowjobs. He'd gotten quite used to the boy's mouth, and always knew the difference from Jeffery's soft big lip blowjobs, as opposed to one of his counterparts' thin white lips. He thought the big lips felt better by far, -hands down.
Jeffery had no idea of Ron's history, his age, nor that the 54 year old had already received 5 blowjobs from him in the past weeks. He was only aware of the now, of the current cock in his mouth, getting harder and harder as he slid his lips up and down the thin curved shaft. He sucked and slobbered all over it, slurping his way up and down faster and faster. He felt it swell, throb, then start to hose spurt after creamy spurt of rich potent juice across the roof of his mouth. The slick watery liquid formed at the back of his mouth before he gulped it down on one hard swallow. Ron moaned his usual groan of approval, as Jeffery drank every ounce of his seed. Jeffery feasted on the fishes, loving the warmth as it burned its way down the back of his throat and into his stomach. He slurped on the head, drinking anything that came from the pulsating tip. When Ron finally pulled his cock back, another one appeared, and then another, and another. Jeffery sucked cock after cock, swallowing every load that came though. When he finally decided to leave some 2 hours later, the bib of his shirt was soaked with his own dripping spit. His throat burned raw from all the hot juice he swallowed, and his lips felt swollen and numb from over use. He noticed the men staring at him, and wondered just how many of them had used his mouth that night. As he walked pass the clerk, he noticed a faint smirk on the skinny 21 year old's lips. He winked at Jeffery as he ducked his head and quickly walked out. The 21 year old sat back in his chair behind the counter and rubbed his crotch -still moist with Jeff's saliva, and wondered how many days before Jeffery's next visit.
Meanwhile Randy Richards walked into Rusty's Biker Bar, feeling the need for beer and company. He got several "hellos" and hand shakes from patrons wondering "if" and "when" he was bringing the "nigger" back for another visit. Randy smiled, happy to have given the bar a good night of sex and fun, but said that he doubted Jeffery would be returning to the bar anytime soon. He then joked how concerned the boy was that the hefty bikers may have ruined the elasticity in his asshole from fucking him so long and rough that night so many months ago. This of course left big grins on the faces of the men who attended that night, while the ones who missed out groaned in growing frustration. They had all heard the story of how Randy had introduced many of them to their first negroid sex encounter. Jeffery's handsome features, slim to medium muscular build and big bubble apple bottom butt was a party favorite among the crowd of white men. The memory still burned in many of their thoughts as they openly rubbed their bulging crotches. Randy walked up to the bar, ordering a beer from Rusty (the bar's owner). Just as he was taking his first swig of the evening, he was slapped hard on the back.
"Hey there, big guy." he heard a familiar voice say from behind. Randy turned slowly, coming face to face with a petite cute short hair blonde boy he knew all too well.
"Chad." he said simply to the smiling face shinning below him as he leaned up against the bar on one elbow. "Where's yur daddy?" he asked, looking around the bar for Alfredo (Chad's master) as he took another swig of beer.
"He's around." said Chad, never taking his eyes off the big sexy bald guy. "You look good." he said, staring him up and down, hungrily. Randy nodded silently, keeping mental control of his dick. "I heard about your night here at the bar, with your nigger lover."
"And?" asked Randy, curiously.
"Was he BETTER than me?" asked the blonde boy, questionably. Randy smiled broadly, knowing Chad was jealous. He took another swig of beer, finishing off the bottle, then looked back into the boy's eyes.
"Yur both on two different levels. Yur an experienced slave, having been trained by one of the best fisters around. Jeffery's new. That was his first weekend with a guy. He did good, but his ass is no match for an experienced bottom like YOU." Chad grinned, thinking he had Randy wrapped around his finger.
"So you like my ass?" he asked, stepping closer. His asshole already tingling at the thought of Randy's big cock ramming him deep.
"Did I ever give indication that I didn't?" asked Randy, signaling for another beer.
"Well, every time I try to set something up between us, you find some way to get out of it." said Chad, flirtatiously. "It's almost as if you're SCARED of me. Like you're afraid you'll fall in love with me if I get you to sleep with me alone." Randy snickered.
"It's not that I'm scared of you,-" he answered, amusingly. "-you're already involved. I don't step on anyone's toes." admitted Randy. "And I don't break up happy families."
"Oh, me and Al have an understanding." smiled Chad. "I'm allowed to see anyone I want, so long as I came back home to him with the evidence still in me." Randy chuckled, thinking back to the times Al let him fuck Chad in a harness hanging from the ceiling in their living room. Everytime Randy dumped a heavy load into the boy's backside, Al would fall to his knees to clean Randy's cock with his mouth, then sucked his deposit from his slave's ass. Randy thought it was hot that Al allowed his boy to go out and get fucked by other guys, just to suck the cum loads from his clogged colon when he got home. It made his dick twitch at the thought. Chad saw the twitch, and licked his lips wantonly.
"Like that idea, huh?" asked Chad, feeling Randy up openly. Randy didn't flinch. He stood his ground as Chad felt him up. Other patrons looked on, admiring the size of Randy's bulge. Chad squeezed the full length, recalling the last time he felt that fat cock invading his bowels.
"Having fun?" asked Randy, reaching for his new brew.
"Could be better." answered Chad. "Want to hook up with me, tonight? I'd love to feel you inside me again."
"What about Al?"
"He could fend for himself for a few hours. Ain't like he has to watch the kids while I'm gone -or nothing." said Chad.
"Can't." said Randy, enjoying the massage. "Got something to do tonight."
"See. That's what I mean, you always decline when it's just you and me." Randy laughed at Chad's insistence. "Then how about you coming over to our place this weekend?" offered Chad, instead. "Al's looking to gather a few of his friends for a party at our apartment. Should be HOT."
"Getting fisted again, eh?" smiled Randy, taking a drink.
"You know it." admitted Chad. "Nothing better then a good fisting after a hot gangbang." he said, mischievously. "So how bout it? I'll even make sure you go first, you know how Al likes sucking your loads from my ass."
"Sounds tempting..." said Randy, wanting more than just another sex act. "I'll have to let you know."
"Cool." smiled Chad, happily. "So hows about a sneak preview right now?" he asked, wickedly.
"Right now? Right here?" asked Randy, looking around.
"Why not? What's your nigger lover got that I don't? You fucked him in the bar, why not me?" asked the defiant male.
"Because you don't belong to me." answered Randy, straight forwardly.
"I could." offered Chad, for the umpteenth time.
"You know how I feel about that." said Randy, having schooled Chad before. Chad rolled his eyes in frustration. There was nothing Chad wanted more in this world then to wake up laying underneath a hot big dick horny ass stud like Randy Richards every night. He had all the potential to be a top class master like Al, but also had all the sex appeal Alfredo lacked. While Al was freaky beyond Chad's wildest dreams, he wasn't exactly what Chad would call "a looker". At 50-plus and over 200-plus pounds of big over weight hairy pot belly lovin', Chad was about ready for something as mouth wateringly delicious as 6-foot tall, 195-lbs of hot, muscular, baldness like Randy Richards.
"Noble as always, I see." frowned Chad, disappointingly. Suddenly his face perked up. "So as a consolation gift, hows about we give Al something we both KNOW he likes?" asked the young man, resuming his stroke on Randy's denim jeans package. Randy turned his head upward, downing the full contents of his beer bottle before slamming it back down on the counter with a belch.
"Sure. I'm down for that."
20 minutes later Randy is sitting on the toilet in the center stall of Rusty's mens room. 24 year old Chandler (Chad) Maxwell is sitting in his lap (facing him), bouncing up and down on Randy's amazingly stiff 9 inch curved cock. Both men are sweating, breathing hard from their labor as they tongue each other's open mouths in a hot, wet sea of soaked spit and lust. Chad is in over drive, having missed Randy's fat dick just as he would a family member. His soft tanned ass bounced up and down the full length of Randy's pale cock, devouring every available inch as his hungry chute crashed down into Randy's lap again and again. Randy liked looking at the boy's well defined compact muscular frame wiggle and heave with lust as his hips danced apon him. The boy's silky chute was like a warm lubed leather glove stroking his hard cock up and down in slow motion. Randy knew he wouldn't be able to withstand Chad's massaging velvety insides too much longer. After all, the boy had been fucking his cock for the past 20 minutes or so, who could withstand such sweet agonizing pressure?
Chad was going wild with lust. He was totally oblivious to the other men piling in the mens room to see or hear the spectacle going on inside. Some men had climbed a top the stall partition to get a good look at the fucking, while others settled on stroking or sucking other bikers off as they listened to the hot action. Out of all the men Al brought to the house to fuck Chad, Randy was by far Chad's favorite. He absolutely loved the man's boss body and big dick. But beyond that, Chad thought Randy was just the epitome of macho masculinity. His attitude, his demeanor, his style, his look, his act, his walk, his talk, -all added to Chad's fantasy of the perfect man. He wanted to be devoured by Randy, mind, body and soul. He wanted to be Randy's "bitch-boy" in the worse way. He'd do or say whatever he had to to make it happen. If Randy wanted him to sell his ass over the internet, -he'd do it. If he wanted Chad to foresake Al, and all other dicks for the rest of his natural born life, -he'd do it. If he had to eat and drink every ounce of shit and piss from Randy's cock and asshole to prove his love and devotion, -he'd do that too. Randy (of course) was unaware of Chandler's devotion. He just knew the young man was "hot" for him, and wanted to be fucked by the 39 year old business owner. He had no idea that Chad's feelings actually ran as deep as they did. He knew the boy loved sex, and just figured he liked the way he made his body and asshole feel as he drilled his hips upward to meet Chad's downward thrusts. Cock and ass collided, with Chad groaning loudly from the impact. He ground his hips around, feeling the cock churn in his guts. Randy sucked the boy's tongue heatedly as he fought to keep from cumming. Chad felt the cock throbbing inside him and bounced up and down on it harder, delirious with the thought of making Randy cum in him.
"Oh YES, fuck me daddy, -FUCK ME!" chanted Chad, breaking the kiss as Randy reached up and grabbed hold of his face. The two men stared into each other's eyes, lustfully. Randy felt the soft slick asshole sucking madly at his shaft, trying to coax the cum from his bloated balls. Chad's eyes rolled up into their sockets as his prostate was being stroked, his own hard cock threatening to shoot off at a moment's notice. With his mouth gaped open, the young man began to tremble as he lost all control over his body, and began shooting an explosion of semen, splattering all over both men's bare stomachs and chests. Randy continued to thrust up into Chad's spasming innards, and held the boy's moaning face tightly in his strong hands as he emptied his cum load deep into the boy's bowels.
"AARRRGGGHHHH!!!" "OOOOHHHHHHH!!" Both men groaned, as their duel orgasms hit them like a lightening bolt. Slowly they came down off their high, looking tired and exhausted. Chad was only half way satisfied. He longed to be in Randy's bed, wrapped up in the big man's arms, feeling the afterglow of their love making. While Randy waited for his shrinking dick to pop free from they boy's sucking hole. Chad leaned forward for one more kiss. He buried his tongue in Randy's mouth, trying to recapture the passion of their fuck. But already he could feel a difference. With Randy having cum, he knew reality had once again set in with the older man, as he already distanced himself emotionally from the 24 year old.
Randy grabbed Chad by the shoulders, and gently pushed the boy back. They broke their kiss as Randy's limp cock slipped from Chad's ass. Faces reluctantly ducked back behind the dividers shielding the couple from view. Chad looked like a love sick puppy as he watched Randy stand to pull up his pants and re-dress. He wanted desperately to go home with the hunky male, to lay in his bed and never leave his side. But Randy wasn't having any of that. He made sure that Chad understood that this was "just a fuck, and nothing more". Chad had agreed to the arrangement, settling for that instead of nothing at all. Now he had Randy's sperms swimming around inside him, and he was the most happy he's been in weeks.
Randy gave the boy a playful tussle of his hair, then exited the middle stall enroute for the bar and another beer before heading for home. He bumped into Alfredo at the mens room entrance, where the two exchanged a brief conversation with Al offering Randy an invite to his party on friday. Randy accepted the invitation, then told Al that Chad was waiting for him in the middle stall, "with a present from me -inside him", he added with a wink. Al beamed, knowing what that meant as he hurried inside to retrieve his next meal. Randy returned to the bar, wondering what Jeffery was doing as he ordered himself another beer from his ole pal Rusty.