Troy and I started working at the same company together, went through orientation together and even found out that we had been trained in the same MOS in the Army though he was in a few years before me. We where in our early 20's, well I was, Troy was in his mid-twenties I guess. Troy and I were also build similarly--both tall, thin and I think a little better that average in the looks department. Troy's girlfriend also started with us in the same orientation group, but as time went by their relationship started to change and in many ways so did my understanding of Troy. There is one big difference between Troy and I that I should mention, well perhaps more than one, in fact several, they include the fact that Troy is Black, raised in the City of Detroit, living in Hamtramck and he comes from money big money. I on the other hand am white, raised in rural Upper Michigan, of moderate to lower income parents. Troy and I hung out most of the time we where not at work, or he was not with Valarie, his girlfriend.
Valarie was about my age, and a strong willed black woman that spoke her mind and did it her way most of the time. When she was around Troy followed her lead, at least for a while. Troy soon learned that he could bully Valarie into backing down if he didn't like the way she was handling things. Over time, he became more demanding and controlling, he was always dominating her and because by now she had fallen in love felt that she had to do as "Her Man" said she most often caved in and did what ever it was as he wanted it. There were times when we would be out on dates together that Troy would have her suck him off in the back seat of my car with me and my date in the front seat. Eventually Valarie couldn't take it any more and demanded out of the relationship with Troy and when he started stalking her, I got worried both for her and for my friend.
Troy had met me for a drink after work and during the conversation I mentioned that I thought he needed to let Valarie go. He was upset and asked what he had done that was so terrible that she would end their relationship, a relationship that he felt was almost perfect. I tried to gently point out that not everyone likes being bossed around and dominated like he had been doing to Valarie over the last several months. He looked at me with a sideways glance as if he was questioning the validity of my statement. Then he said, some people like that thou right Paul? "I would suppose so." I said. "Though I don't know anyone that could have put up with your level of control." "Do I do that with everyone?" "How can you stand to be around me?' He asked taking another sip of his drink. "Oh, I don't know." I said trying to make light of some of the conversation, "I guess I am just a push over milk toast kind of guy." I joked. I then ordered another round as Troy answered my statement with what I thought was--" No you aren't.--- But you could be." His voice trailed off and I ignored the later part of the statement.
The next weekend, Troy called to invite me to a football party some buddies of his from College were throwing at a Mansion on Grand Blvd. in Detroit, one of the more affluent areas at the time. It is casual, so don't worry about getting too dressy, in fact he suggested why not wear those new Hiking shorts of yours, they looked so comfortable. I thought that was a bit odd, Troy had never suggested what clothes I should wear and especially not to a "guys night out" type of event, I shrugged it off and though about it and he was right the shorts felt great on and because of the design I didn't feel the need to wear underwear. Combined with a pair of summer sandals and a tank top and I looked and felt great. Also a bit unusual was the fact that Troy insisted that he come and pick me up for the party, since I live over 20 miles away and he lived within a mile, it struck me as foolish but again it seemed like such a small concession and I thought at least I won't need to worry about parking etc. He arrived on time and away we went.
Troy picked me up in what I assumed was one of his fathers cars, a convertible Triumph with only 2 seats. It was fun to drive down the freeway with the wind blowing in my long blonde hair, but it was tough to hear what Troy was saying to me on the way to the party and I think I was just smiling and agreeing with him, figuring that I would straighten it up later. PAUL he yelled, why aren't you listening to me? "I'm sorry." I said startled at his sudden outburst, "The wind is so loud that I figured you were just making idle chit chat, that I figured was nothing important." "What were you saying." I asked before he could become more critical. Troy started telling me about all the guys that were going to be there and a little bio of each one, then cautioning me on how to respond or not respond to some of the guys and their personalities. "I know how to behave in groups, Troy I am not a child." I said sarcastically. "You're right Paul, I am sorry, I was out of line, its just that I haven't seen these guys in a while and I want everything to be a perfect as I can make it." I could understand that and I told him that I would not embarrass him, and that he could relax.
We pulled up to the circle drive on the side of this huge Mansion and a valet took the car as we walked to the front door and were greeted by one of the hosts, Marcus. Marcus was a big guy, he filled most of the doorway he was standing in as we approached and took a step back as he took my hand and shook it allowing us to pass. "You must be Paul." "Welcome" he said. "I have been looking forward to meeting you since Troy first told us about you." I hadn't realized that I had been the subject of conversation among my friend and his buddies from School but I held my tongue chalking it up to Troy's recent problems with Valarie that by this time had started to spill over into his work.
We were ushered into a large entertainment room with one very large screen and several other smaller ones on each side, the room had about12 to 15 guys all in their mid to late 20's. I was, at 22 the youngest and while it meant nothing to me at the time, I was the only white guy there and there were no women. Everyone else was dressed in Casual or Business Casual attire and I was not the only one in shorts thou I must say that the shorts I had on were cut shorter that most of the other guys in the room and I realized at that moment that they really highlighted my long tanned but clearly white legs, with sandals on my feet they made my legs look a mile long. I knew this because the entire West wall in the room we had entered was covered with floor to ceiling mirrors and the ceilings were tall in this room. I could hear the pre-game starting on the main screen, as Troy grabbed us some drinks and directed me to an open section of room with some empty chairs and a small table for the drinks. I felt like most of the eyes in the place were trained on me, my legs and by extension my ass, as I caught a few guys smiling and giving me sideways glances. I chalked it up to the fact that I was the only tall white Blonde guy around so I stood out.
Normally I just drink beer and Troy knew that I normally just drank beer so as he approached me with what he told me was a Hurricane, and that Marcus was the Rum distributer for the Greater Detroit Area, all as he was walking up so that I would feel obligated to accept it and give it the "Old College try" and I have to admit it was very tasty, in fact the first one went down so well and so fast that I begged Troy to get me another one and I as I did I realized how "Girly" I had sounded asking him that. While Troy was getting my next drink, a friend of his came up and took his seat, complimenting me on my shorts and my smooth shinny legs. I don't have a clue what possessed me to do it but I stuck out my toe and straightened my leg, lifted it up and ran my hand seductively down my leg from my ankle to my thigh, as I said something like, "Oh these, do you like how sexy they look?" I couldn't believe how sexual I was starting to feel and how girly I sounded.
The room was lit softly and I felt a warm body on top of me, with a fantastic wave of pleasure rolling over my body. As my mind was able to focus and make sense of what was going on around me, I realized that I was naked, on a bed with Marcus our host, sliding what felt like an arm up my ass. I seemed to have rejected the prospect that his cock was inside me because part of me believed that if he had his cock in me it would hurt or something and this was heavenly. I heard soft moans and grunts in the distance but soon realized I was making them. I was helpless to respond or react to what was going on around me. I also soon realized that Marcus and I weren't alone somewhere in his house, we were on a large table in the middle of the T.V. room I remembered from before. "Look who is back with us." I heard a voice say and Marcus then look down into my eyes and told me what a great Fuck I was. I must have looked really confused and I was trying to understand what was happening at the same time wanting to concentrate on the pleasure that I was feeling in my ass. I had never thought that anything could feel this way, I felt complete, happy, fulfilled, sexual I was in ecstasy and I still was not sure how I got to this place or exactly what was happening to me. Relax Marcus said, we slipped you a little something to help you relax and enjoy our little party, you will be fine, just relax and enjoy my cock and the cocks of all these other guys, cause I know they are going to enjoy this ass.
Marcus started stroking deeper and harder and I saw my long tanned legs draped over his shoulders. His cock was now being withdrawn and then slammed back to the very bottom of my ass. I could feel every vein every inch of this muscle making itself more and more a part of me. As his pace increased I found that I was longing for him to fuck me and fuck me because it felt that this was what I was made for. Soon I felt Marcus get even bigger inside me and I could tell that he was about to anoint my formerly virgin ass with his potent male sperm. Then I felt it, hot juice being injected into me with such a force I started to scream and convulse uncontrollably, my body wanted and needed this seed. He pumped and pumped his hot cum into me and I thought for a brief second that he was making me pregnant. After he was spent, he started to withdraw his snake from my moist hot insides and as he did I realized that he was taking away something that had become part of me. He couldn't do this to me, not make me need it and then take it away. "NOOOOO." I cried please don't take him out, I need him in there, please I was begging just a little while longer. I would have done just about anything not to have had that lovely piece of man flesh taken out of me, but slowly his long black cock slid from my ass with a plop and some rush of cum following.
"No." I continued. "I need to have that inside me, please put him back." "Wow you are a hot little slut all of a sudden aren't you Paul." I was still foggy but I recognized the voice of my friend Troy moving into position above me. I felt my lower body being lifted up and a pillow being placed under my bottom. As I settled on to the pillow I felt a new cock being inserted into my empty ass. Not as long as Marcus, but a little thicker, Troy started telling me how he had decided to do this to me when I sided with that Bitch Valarie instead of him. He was going to show me domination and he had 15 buddies to help him. Marcus got to go first because he got the Drugs and the place to play, and Troy was going second because he wanted to enjoy an almost virgin ass. I was in shock but I was also to involved in the pleasure I was getting from the new cock sliding deliberately in and out of my body. Earlier in the day I could not have imagined taking another mans penis into my body and here I was a few hours later and it was all I wanted.
"I have to admit." Troy sneered, " I thought you would have put up more of a fight, even with the drugs we gave you all they do is break your inhibitions. Hell you didn't even need them to take full effect before you start acting like the slut you are. But I won't spoil the surprise, you can watch it later on the video tape we made of your seduction. I had barely gotten back with your second drink and you were already showing your ass and body to anyone that asked to look." I then realized that I could see my image on the large screen over Troy's shoulder, as he pounded my hole with his large thick meat. The camera angle shifted and I saw the point of entry as his large black cock drove in and out of my tight white ass. My ass started to spasm and I felt my body shake as one of the most intense feelings I had had rolled over me and I tried to pull Troy deeper inside me. "Fuck that." I said. "I don't care how I got here, just don't stop asshole, FUCK ME. YOU started this now damn it Fuck me and cum in my hole like Marcus did. I love it Do YOU HEAR ME I love getting fucked, I don't want this to stop." At that point he knew he had me, "What bitch? Tell me again what do you need?" I hesitated for a second contemplating for a moment the response and the ramifications of it. "YOU NEED hard Black cock in your tight man pussy. Don't you! DON"T you bitch!" he shouted as his pace increased and he started breeding my hole as well and at that point I screamed as I pulled him deeper into me. "YES, damn it YES I need Big, hard black cock fucking my tight hole." His cum too felt hot as it filled me up and once again for a fleeting moment I felt sad that he could not make me pregnant. As much as I should have been angry and embarrassed, I wanted to Troy to dominate me and use me and my body in anyway he wanted as long as it felt as good as it did at that point. Applause erupted through the room, and as I prepared for Troy's cock to be taken from me, I was rolled over and placed on my knees with a pillow under my hips now and my ass exposed for all to see.
I felt someone grab my hair and pull my head back and pressed a semi hard cock to my lips. At first I resisted because I had no clue what to do or how to do it. Soon my natural talent or instincts took over and I opened my mouth and took my first cock into my mouth. I don't know what I was expecting if anything, but I found that the texture and taste was very exciting and I started enjoying sucking cock almost from the first second it parted my lips and slid into the back of my thought. Suddenly a very large cock was slammed into my newly empty ass and started fucking me hard and deep. With every stroke in from the cock in my ass, resulted in my mouth being driven further down the shaft of the cock in my mouth. Until this point I had known who my lovers were, here and now, I had no clue, nor did I care. I was in Heaven and I had everything I needed or wanted, hard black cock to keep me filled up. I was now more aware of the comments being made about this horny white slut that was going to eagerly take all they could give (him) then another corrected that I was now more of a "she" than a "he", and to reinforce his point he added, you didn't hear her shout that she needed to Fuck something. I know that I would be willing to accept almost any degrading act if it meant that that my mouth and ass would be filled with hard thick black and Hispanic cock to fill me up. I overheard some of the guys suggesting that they should dress me in a pink mini dress and walk me on a leash the 8 city blocks between the bar and a broken down warehouse where they would strip me naked, and have every man woman child and beast tear up my tender and throbbing hole. One of the guys cam up to me and whispered in my ear, that after walking 8 blocks in a sexy outfit, there will be a hundred more hard cocks to rape my hole. I needed some rest before I could even think about it, but think about it I will, cant hardly wait to get used again, but that will have to be another story.