Becoming A Slut For A Big Black Cock

I led Jay down the short corridor, opening the bathroom door for him to see. It was neat and clean. Then I led him the next few steps to the bedroom. The door was open and he pushed past me. His shoulder and arm brushed across my chest as he moved through the doorway. My cock was already rock hard. I watched him walk to the closet and open the door. As he checked it out, I checked out his body.

Jay was tall and muscular, but not overly developed. He wore some long shorts and a tight fitting white t-shirt which contrasted sharply with his black skin. I felt my cock throbbing as I watched him move to the window and look out. His body was turned toward me a bit and my eyes searched his crotch, trying to determine what was there. I seemed to not be in control of myself. I don’t know how long I stood staring at his body and his crotch, but it seemed that all of a sudden he was beside me, closing the bedroom door. As I heard the door click shut, I looked up at his face in surprise.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“Besides your dick, man? You’ve been staring at me since I walked into the place and your hard-on is so obvious it must be painful. I figured I better help you with your problem.” He said this with a smile, but his eyes seemed penetrating, looking into mine with a possessive stare. I didn’t know what to say.

“You are certainly hard and you have definitely been checking me out. I’m just gonna give you what you need.” As he said this, Jay reached to his waist, grabbed his t-shirt and pulled it over his head. His chest was magnificent! Not overly broad, but toned and hairless. His dark nipples stood out on top of his well defined pecs.

“Guess I must look tasty, huh whiteboy?” Jay stepped up to me and grabbed my right wrist. He pulled my hand to his crotch and rubbed it against the growing log in his shorts. “Take off your shirt, whiteboy.” It wasn’t a request and I looked into his eyes for a second, before dropping my gaze. In a daze, I obeyed, pulling my polo shirt over my head and dropping it on the floor. “That’s right, whiteboy. Show me my new toy.”

“First, drop your shorts, whiteboy. Then, get me out of mine.”

My hand went to the button of my shorts, popped it open and then undid the zipper. I slid them down my legs with my boxers, very turned on by this sexy black stud. My hard dick slapped up against my abs as my shorts dropped.

“Nice cock for a whiteboy. Now, get mine free.” I immediately worked his shorts open, and then slid them down his legs. He wore no underwear. His big black cock was rock hard. It was obviously longer than mine, by about an inch and a half.

“You like what you see, whiteboy. That much is obvious. Go ahead. Touch it.” I hesitantly reached out with my right hand and let it close around his thick meat.

“Stroke it some for me, whiteboy.” I obeyed immediately and was rewarded with a low moan of pleasure from deep in his chest. Jay slid his hands to my shoulders and began to push down on them.

I let him guide me to my knees at his feet.

“You look good on your knees, whiteboy. How many cocks have you sucked? Open those pretty white lips boy. You’re gonna take every inch of my meat.”

God! I found myself looking up at him towering over me, the two of us joined by his cock in my mouth. It was both steely hard and velvety soft at the same time. As he moved his hips forward, sinking another inch into my mouth, I quit my resistance. This black jock had put me on my knees and shoved his cock in my mouth.

“That’s right whiteboy. Now you’re my cocksucker. Mmmmm. Use your tongue on the head, cocksucker. Ahhh yeah! That’s the way. Now, time to take more.” He shoved another couple inches into my mouth until the flared cockhead was at the entrance to my throat. I was focused on his wiry pubic hair getting closer to my lips, when he grabbed my head and turned my face up to look at him again. He started stroking his cock in and out of my mouth, the head punching against the entrance to my throat each time. “Fuck yeah! You are a great cocksucker, whiteboy.” I could only grunt in affirmative. “You are a natural, faggot. You were born to suck cock. Ahhhh, yeah! You suck dick like you been doing it all your life. Oh, hell yeah. That’s right whiteboy. Suck my big black cock! Damn that feels so good. Time to take more.”

With that, his next stroke didn’t stop when his head reached my throat. Instead, he used brute force to ram his cock further, choking me. I heard him laugh. “Do it faggot! Choke on my black cock! You look great there on your knees with your hot white lips stretched around my cock and playing with your own white meat like a little boy.” He pulled back for a second, and then forced his way into my throat again. Before I had time to start choking, he withdrew, and then slammed in again. He set up his pace slowly taking more and more of my throat, working until I had his entire length inside me. I realized he was right, I was stroking my own cock rapidly as he fucked my mouth.

“Oh, yeah! Take it boy. You still got another couple inches to go.