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 SUB3 -pt2
Randy drove his Harley Davidson into Philly. He slowly maneuvered through the busy crowded streets of afternoon weekday traffic until he found a small parking spot between two car right outside the cafe he was seeking. He pulled his bike to a stop, turned off the engine, and unstraddled it. He walked into the familiar cafe, pausing at the door of the shop as he quickly scanned the patrons for the one he was looking for. The lunch crowd rush had settled in, ordering coffees, sandwiches, doughnuts, salads, and other meals to go before they had to head back in to work. He spotted his party sitting 3 tables inward, sitting alone, sipping on coffee. Randy walked over to him, and stood there.
"What do you want?" he asked, coldly.
"Hi." smiled Jeffery nervously, looking up at Randy as he towered over him. "Would you like to have a seat?" he offered. Randy stood for a moment, as if undecided, then sat down somewhat reluctantly.
"All right, I'm sitting. NOW what did you call me for?" he asked with a short fuse. Jeffery understood Randy's anger, it HAD been some months since they last saw each other.
"I...I was hoping we could talk about...well, you know...what we discussed a while ago." whispered Jeffery, trying to keep his voice low as the waitress came over to take Randy's order.
"What can I get you, hon?" she asked, staring at both Randy and Jeffery strangely. She felt as if she'd seen them before, but couldn't quite put her finger on when. She decided to keep an eye on them, as they really looked like an odd couple.
"I'll take a black coffee." said Randy, plainly.
"umm-hmm." she remarked as if to say 'so I see', as she spun a U-turn and walked back behind the counter. Randy ignored her, paying more attention to Jeffery whom didn't even notice the incident.
"And what was that we were supposed to have discussed?" continued Randy, curious as to where Jeffery was going with this.
"You know...about your offer?" said Jeffery.
"What offer was that?" asked Randy.
Jeffery looked around as if embarrassed to say it aloud.
"You know...the offer to be your, uh..."
"House nigger?" asked Randy, purposely. He saw a slight shift in the boy's body language.
"Yes." answered Jeffery, meekly.
Randy snickered. "What makes you think you're any more ready for me now, then you were 6 months ago when we first met?" he asked, just as the waitress sat his coffee down on the table. She quietly left without waiting for a response.
"I'm sorry I took so long to call you, but I've been going through a lot of stuff in the over the past 6 months." offered Jeffery.
"Like what?" asked Randy amusingly, as he started to sip at his hot coffee.
Jeffery really didn't want to get into the personals of his private life right there in the middle of the cafe with curious eyes and ears all around them, but he understood that Randy may have needed answers for his long delay, and Jeffery wasn't sure when he would get another chance to explain.
He told Randy every thing. From giving up his girlfriend as he got caught up having sex with his best friends and his brother, to his father finding out and ordering all of his brothers, uncles, and cousins to fuck him relentlessly until he denounced his new sexuality and reclaimed his lost manhood. Randy smoked a couple of cigarettes as he listened to Jeffery's ordeal closely. In fact, he grew a hardon listening to the sad sounding teen as he described the painful rapes vividly. But even as Jeffery described how he was unwillingly taken over and over again, Randy couldn't help but sense Jeffery's recall wasn't as displeasing as he wanted him to believe. Randy recalled how painful the fucks were for Jeffery during his first gang bang session at Rusty's Biker Bar. Jeffery complained that he didn't think he would survive the 4 hour ordeal, but once Randy got him home, Jeffery was eager to feel him up inside him once again as if he hadn't just been mauled over by 20 men or more.
"Sounds like it was hell." said Randy, accepting a refill from the waitress. "What made ME come to mind?"
"Well...I remembered your offer for me to come stay with you. And now that I know that there's no place for me back home, I was wondering if the offer was still open?"
"So you're tired of being raped by your brothers, so you call on me to house you up? No thanks." said Randy, putting his cigarette out in the ashtray as if he were about to jet.
"No, that's not it at all." defended Jeffery, realizing he may have offended Randy. "I...I've been thinking about you a lot, ever since that day we met. I wanted to keep seeing you, but you were only interested if I was willing to move in..."
"And you declined." added Randy.
"I wasn't ready to admit my true feelings." countered Jeffery. "I'd just discovered I liked men, that I liked having sex with them, but I wasn't ready to give up on my family and my girlfriend without being sure that this was what I really wanted."
"And your father's gang bangs made the difference?"
"No. But they taught me that things could never go to the way they were. Ever since meeting you, I've wanted nothing else, but I was slow to realize it. I was so hooked on my father's ideas of what it was to be a real man, that I didn't realize that none of that stuff mattered."
"Sounds like you've learned a lot."
"Believe me, I did. About sex, about myself, about living life as YOU see fit regardless of what other people think or feel. Cause ultimately, YOU have to live your own life the way you want to."
"So you're over your sexual issues about being a bottom man?"
"Definitely." smiled Jeffery, relieved.
"And what about the racial differences?"
Jeffery paused.
"I'll admit, I have a small problem with the name callings, and the dom/slave order, and the all the rules and regulations...but I'm willing to put all of that aside for you, if you are. To try to get to know you as a person. Not just a white man, or a slave master, or a dominate."
"But you know that all of that goes hand in hand with me, right? I am a name calling, dominate, white male whose looking for a submissive slave bottom. You knew that when we met, and my position hasn't changed." reasoned Randy.
"I know." said Jeffery.
"So, are you SURE you really want to do this? Are you absolutely sure you can handle it?"
Jeffery looked out of the window and thought heavily for a moment. Randy was sure the boy would reconsider and say "no" as he drank his coffee and waited for an answer. Jeffery got up from the table and looked down at Randy with smoldering eyes.
"There's only one way I can think of to prove it to you." he said, as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a crumbled 5 dollar bill and tossed it on the table for the drinks and a tip. "Meet me in the restroom. I'll give you 5 minutes. If you're not in there by then, I'm walking out that front door, and going home -by myself." ordered Jeffery, turning towards the restroom at the back of the cafe.
Randy smiled from his seat, knowing the kid had just run the same line down on him that he had ran on Jeffery the day they met. 'The kid's got balls' -he said to himself, wondering if Jeffery truly had the nerve to pull off what he thought he was trying to. During their first meeting, it was like pulling teeth to get the kid to loosen up, now HE was calling the shots, and ordering Randy to meet him in the restroom.
Randy watched Jeffery as he disappeared into the men's room. He he couldn't keep his eyes off the kid's ass as he sat there for a minute as he contemplated every thing Jeffery told him. Randy wanted to believe Jeffery was serious about this, but found it difficult to swallow after so long a separation.
He got up from his seat and headed towards the front door, before pausing as he had a second thought. 'What the hell', -he thought, turning back around and heading for the restroom in back, his dick bulge showing prominently in his tight rider's jeans as he approached the back door to the restroom and reached for the knob.
"There's someone in there." announced an older man and his obvious boyfriend, as they sat sipping tea with their pinkies upraised.
Randy ignored them and walked into the single occupant restroom anyway. He found Jeffery already on his knees, his mouth agape, waiting to be filled by his horny master. Randy smiled, closed the door (without locking it), unzipped his pants, and walked over to Jeffery and stuffed his cock in his mouth without a word.
Jeffery groaned as he tasted Randy's meat for the first time in months. It was exactly as he remembered it. He thought it was strange that he could still recall the way his first cock tasted. The large fat head filled his mouth fully. Jeffery sucked and slurped on it like he would a frozen-pop. Randy looked down at the big beautiful dark mouth encasing his ivory hardon. His cock throbbed between the lovely lips as they sealed a tight ring around his shaft and started sucking.
Jeffery slid his lips up and down the curved shaft, taking as much of the cock in as he could without deep throating it. He wanted to surprise Randy with his new found talents as his mouth and tongue wet the full length of the shaft.
"No bad." Randy sighed, enjoying the show. "Not bad at all. I see you remember what I taught you."
Jeffery looked up into his master's eyes, sucking sweetly around the head and making Randy's cock pre-cum. He tasted the sweet nectar that he had become so fond of over that faithful weekend together 6 months ago. Jeffery decided now was the time to show Randy exactly what he could do. He opened his mouth, then dove down on Randy's cock like a dive bomber. Randy watched as his dick bumped into the start of Jeffery's throat, causing the boy to gag momentarily.
"Watch yourself. Don't take too much before your ready." warned Randy, content with just watching Jeffery try to deep throat him.
Jeffery smiled within, then dove down on the dick deeper. Randy felt his cock enter into the boy's soft wet interior, sliding directly down into his throat as he swallowed him whole. Randy's eyes widened as Jeffery's lips kissed at his thick cock root.
"GOOD JOB!" shouted Randy, happily surprised. "I see you've been practicing. Been sucking off your friends back in the hood, I gather."
Jeffery didn't answer. He knew to do so would mean disobeying Randy's orders NOT to suck any black cocks. He just continued sucking and swallowing Randy's dick, taking it from the sweet tip, all the way down to the furless balls.
"YES!" groaned Randy, losing control by the unexpectedly good head job he was receiving.
He grabbed Jeffery by the sides of his head, and really started to see what the boy could do. Jeffery felt himself losing control as Randy took over the facial fuck. He started to ram his hips back and forth, fucking at Jeffery's mouth with harder, deeper thrusts. Jeffery tried to hold his mouth open to allow Randy the opportunity to fuck his face as he wanted, but couldn't keep up with the deep plunges.
Thick spit escaped the sides of his drooling mouth, dribbling down his neck into his shirt as he tried to keep up with Randy. Randy was going mad with lust. He'd been secretly desiring the boy ever since the day he left, and now that he had him back in his arms again, right where he wanted him.
Jeffery felt his throat being fucked raw. Randy's thick cock head punched through his throat ring, making it feel sore and irritated long before Randy was even ready to pop. Jeffery realized that he still had a lot to learn about deep throating and endurance. He still wasn't as good at it as Randy was. He felt the need to gag with each intake. Randy fucked his face hard and fast, driving his cock in deep, then withdrawing it a split second before Jeffery would choke. He pulled his cock completely free from Jeffery sucking lips, then started to jack himself off furiously.
Jeffery clung to his legs like a puppy, his mouth and tongue right at the swelling cock head as he hungered for the big load.
"You want this dick juice, boy?" asked Randy, staring down at Jeffery's lust crazed face.
"YES!" cried Jeffery, breathing hard as he awaited his meal.
"Then let me see those big brown juicy lips work to get it out!" he said, replacing the head back at Jeff's lips.
Jeffery didn't waste a second as he rewrapped his mouth around the hot hard man cock bobbing before him. He attached his oral cavity around Randy's rod and began sucking as if his life depended on it.
Randy took Jeffery's head into his hands and began fucking the boy's face hard and deep. He stroked his 9" monster dong in and out of Jeffery's gullet, making him take every rock hard inch he had to give. Soon his bloated balls were banging against Jeffery's wet chin, slapping dripping spittle that oozed down from his frantic lips in gobs. He ravaged the teenager's throat like no one had done before, taking complete and total control of Jeffery as he force fed the kid his long hard meat before retreating to give him a breather.
Jeffery swallowed hard, panting for breath as he reopened his mouth like that of a baby bird waiting for it's first worm. He saw a glistening drop of pre cum form at the tip, and quickly reached in with his tongue to lick it away.
"Remember, what ever misses your mouth, you carry on your face out the door!" reminded Randy. But before Jeffery could nod a response, he saw the first shot of cum rocket up from the piss slit and land across his right cheek. The second burst shot out and landed across his forehead. The third shot splattered across his top lip with some of the cum falling back into his mouth. The forth, fifth, sixth, seventh and eight shots all went directly on his tongue, coating it good as he quickly drank them down like his favorite drink.
"Damn that was HOT!" exclaimed Randy, watching Jeffery recapture his cock head to feast on the rest of the remaining cum trapped inside the throbbing monster it just passed through.
Jeffery sucked playfully on the rubbery phallus as it slowly began to shrink. He popped the head in and out of his mouth as he savored the sperm still forming at the tip. Randy stood the boy up, loving the two huge gobs that painted his face and dripped down against his brown skin. It would be obvious to anyone seeing him as to what they had been up to once they left the restroom. And Randy wondered if Jeffery had it in him to do it without complaining like last time.
"Ready to go?" he asked, testing the boy as he zipped up his fly after tucking his spent dick away.
"Whenever you are." answered Jeffery, confidently.
"Just give me a sec..." called Randy, dropping to his knees as he unzipped Jeffery's pants and swallowed his full 7 inches in one gulp.
Jeffery gasped, holding his breath as his dick was finally engulfed in the first wet thing since his break up with Chantel. Randy devoured his dick, sucking on it feverishly as he rolled it around in his mouth like a jaw breaker. He ate Jeffery's cock with all the expertise he required over the years, giving the boy the star treatment as he coaxed him into cumming quickly.
"OH MY GOSH...!!" groaned Jeffery, as he grabbed Randy's bald head and bent over as if in pain.
Randy followed Jeffery's movements, almost losing the erupting cock as he shoved his face into Jeff's crotch to keep his cock buried in his throat. Jeffery unloaded rounds of thick molten cum bullets into Randy's mouth, making the muscular white man gulp down every delicious drop.
"AAHHHHH!!! AAARRRHHHH!! UUUGGGGG!!!" groaned Jeffery loudly, unable to hold back his feelings of release.
Randy pulled back, slowly sliding his thin lips back up to the head to make sure he got all of the ball juice offered up. He rose to his feet, looking his new slave in the face, then leaned over and kissed him hard in the mouth. Jeffery quickly accepted the cum flavored kiss, as the two men sucked at each other's tongues.
"C'mon. We'd better get going before someone calls the police." joked Randy, taking his new lover by the hand as they exited the restroom.
The old male couple sitting by the restroom door clapped their hands as the two men walked out. Other patrons looked on, trying to figure out which of the men did what to whom. When they noticed the cum streaks lining the black boy's face, they knew exactly what happened.
"Now I know who you two are!" the waitress said, pointing her finger as they walked by. "And don't come back here again!" she shouted, to the boos of the gay patrons.
Randy and Jeff walked out to where he had parked his bike. They both climbed aboard, oblivious to all the eyes watching the cum dry on Jeffery's face. Randy started up his Harley Davidson, kicked up the kick stand, and the two took off for home. They would spend the next 12 hours fucking like newlyweds.