BBC Billy

This is my first attempt at any sort of story, true or otherwise. I realize it might be a bit long winded but consider it practice for future stories. Comments welcome, but no reason to be ornery about it.





These events took place about about six years ago when I was 35.

I had known for years that I was bisexual. If I were to tell the truth, I have known since high school. It took me until I was 32 to finally try it for real though. By the time I met Billy I had already had many experiences with several men and had learned, for sure, that I was bisexual. I was married to a pretty hot woman at the time, but still craved my M2M time occasionally.

I met Billy on an online chat forum that catered to bisexual men. It was the same place I had met a couple of my other guys, so I had had success there. While I had several very satisfying experiences with white men, even some very well endowed white men, I kept going back to fantasizing about black cock. Big, long black cock. The idea of a big black man’s cock in my round white ass kept me looking for just the right man to cure my curiosity.

I had pictures posted on my profile for the chat room and I got messaged regularly while online. One day a messaged popped up. It was from this black guy named Billy and we chatted for a couple hours. He was respectful, but playful, which appealed to me. We would chat several more times over the coming days and weeks and eventually exchanged pictures via email.

Since I specifically asked for them, he sent me several pictures of his cock. Both flacid and diamond hard. His pictures immediately stirred my interest and had me jacking off to thoughts of being stuffed by him. He was a little taller than my 5’9” frame at almost 6 feet tall, and he had a very athletic build. Not overly muscular, but very trim and tight. He had very dark black skin too which for me was a plus. His cock was a thing of pure beauty though. At 9” long and above average girth I was transfixed by the pictures of it.

We soon moved onto getting on cam with each other. We would stroke our cocks together and talk about meeting up. One particular night I told him I had a special show for him. As he sat behind his computer and watched, I stripped down and turned around so he could see my ass. I turned around to face the camera and held in my hand a rather large dildo that I used on myself regularly and suction cupped it to the table. Turning my back to him once more, I spread my ass checks apart and slowly sat down on the fake cock. Taking it all the way in. He was stroking his cock and telling me how much he wanted me. I told him the same as we stroked ourselves to a shuddering orgasm. That night we made plans to meet the following week.

On the day that we were finally going to meet, I was nervous and excited. I spent a couple hours before hand cleaning and preparing myself for what I hoped to be the best night of man sex I had ever had. Billy had to work that day so we had to wait until that evening. I drove over to his side of town and met him at the place he worked. We both wanted to meet in person somewhere with no pressure first, just to make sure that we both were still cool with everything before we decided to hook up. After a few minutes of talking to him, and getting along great, I was completely hard. All I could think about was getting back to his place. Apparently, I wasn’t the only one as he soon spoke up and asked me if I was ready to go. Agreeing instantly, we walked out and headed to our cars. I followed him to his house a few minutes away.

He let me into his house and then followed and closed to door behind him. When I turned to look at him, the look in his eyes said all that needed to be said.