I was 28, married to a woman, and bored out of my skull when I finally stopped lying to myself. That night at the bar I saw him: tall, broad-shouldered, dark skin gleaming under the lights, and the thick outline in his jeans was impossible to ignore. I bought him a drink, told him straight up Id never done anything with a guy before, and he just grinned and said, Then lets make it count.
We went back to his place. The second the door closed he shoved me against it and kissed me hard, tongue pushing deep while his big hand grabbed my crotch. You want this black cock, dont you? he growled. I nodded, already hard. He pulled his jeans down and there it waslong, thick, veiny, heavy, the head already shiny with precum. I dropped to my knees without thinking.
I wrapped my hand around it first, feeling how heavy it was, how much thicker than mine. My mouth watered. I licked the head, tasting salt and skin, then opened wide and took as much as I could. He grabbed my hair and fed it to me slow, telling me exactly how to suck: Use your tongue on the underside. Get it sloppy. Thats it, white boychoke on that dick. Spit ran down my chin while I gagged and tried to take more. My own cock was leaking in my pants.
He pulled me up, stripped me, and bent me over the couch. Two thick fingers shoved into my ass without warning, stretching me open while he stroked his cock against my thigh. Youre gonna take every inch, he said. I begged for it. When the fat head pressed against my hole I thought it would never fit, but he pushed steady and firm until it popped inside. The burn was intense, then the stretch turned into something filthy and good.
He fucked me deep and steady at first, letting me feel every ridge and vein dragging over my prostate. Then he picked up speed, hips slapping hard against my ass, balls swinging.
Tell me how much you love this black cock, he ordered. I moaned it out loud, over and over, while he pounded me. My dick bounced untouched and I came hard, shooting across the couch cushions without a hand on it.
He didnt stop. He flipped me onto my back, legs over his shoulders, and drove in even deeper. I watched his dark shaft disappear into my stretched hole, shiny with lube and spit. He grunted, sweat dripping, and unloaded inside methick, hot pulses filling me up until it leaked out around his cock. He stayed buried while we both caught our breath, then pulled out slow so I could feel every inch leaving me.
We didnt talk much after. I cleaned his cock with my mouth like he told me to, tasting my ass and his cum mixed together. By the time I left I knew Id be back. That first time ruined me for anything else.
