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Explore: Forced Gay by Big Black Cock: Straight Jock’s Raw Submission

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I never thought I'd end up on my knees for a big black cock, but that night changed everything. It started at the gym after hours. I was the last one there, still pumping iron in the empty weight room, when Marcus walked in. Tall, built like a fucking tank, skin dark as night and that bulge already straining his shorts. He was the new trainer, and word around the place was he took what he wanted.

"Lock the door," he said, voice low and rough. I laughed it off at first, thinking it was a joke. But he didn't smile. He just grabbed my wrist and yanked me close. "You been staring at this dick all week, white boy. Time to stop pretending."

My heart hammered. I tried to pull away, but he was stronger, shoving me against the bench. "No, man, I'm straight.

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I got a girl," I protested, but my voice cracked when he ripped my shorts down. His hand wrapped around my cock, already half-hard from the adrenaline, and stroked it once, hard.

"Doesn't look straight to me," he growled. He pushed me down onto the bench, face first, ass up. I fought, kicking, but he pinned my arms. The sound of his zipper filled the room. Then I felt ithot, heavy, thick as my wristslapping against my ass. Big black cock, veined and throbbing, the head already leaking.

"Open up or I make you," he ordered. I clamped my mouth shut, but he grabbed my hair and forced the tip past my lips. It stretched my jaw wide, salty and musky, pushing deep until I gagged. He fucked my face slow at first, then harder, balls slapping my chin. Spit ran down my neck while he told me exactly what a cocksucker I was turning into.

Tears stung my eyes, but my own dick was rock hard against the bench. He noticed, reaching under to squeeze it. "Look at that. Straight boy leaking for BBC." He pulled out of my mouth and flipped me over, spreading my legs. Lube from somewhere slicked his fingers as he shoved two inside me without warning. I grunted, the burn mixing with something hotter, deeper.

"Relax, or it hurts more," he said, scissoring them open. My hole clenched, but he worked them in and out until I was panting. Then the head of that massive cock pressed against me. I begged him to stop, voice hoarse. He didn't. He pushed in, inch by thick inch, stretching me wider than anything had before. The pain was sharp, but it melted into this full, aching pressure that made my cock twitch.

He bottomed out with a groan, hips flush to my ass. "Tight straight ass taking every inch of this black dick." He started thrusting, deep and steady, each stroke hitting something inside that lit me up. I tried to stay quiet, but moans slipped out. My hands gripped the bench as he pounded harder, skin slapping, his balls swinging against me.

"Fuck, you're gripping me like you want it," he taunted, reaching around to jerk my cock in time with his thrusts. Pre-cum dripped from me onto the floor. He angled up, nailing my prostate over and over until my vision blurred. I came without warning, shooting ropes across the bench while he kept fucking me through it.

He didn't stop. He flipped me onto my back, legs over his shoulders, and drilled in even deeper. Sweat dripped from his chest onto mine. "Say it," he demanded. "Tell me you want this big black cock."

I shook my head, but another thrust made me crack. "I want it," I gasped. "Fuck me with that big black cock." The words tasted filthy and right. He grinned, speeding up, hips snapping until his cock swelled and he flooded me, hot cum pumping deep inside. He stayed buried, grinding slow as the last pulses hit.

When he pulled out, cum leaked from my stretched hole. He made me lick him clean, sucking the softening length until it was shiny with spit. "Next time you don't fight so much," he said, zipping up. I lay there, ass sore, cum on my tongue, dick twitching again already.

I told myself it was one time. But the next night I was waiting by the door, hole already lubed, ready for him to force me again. And he didbending me over the same bench, feeding me that thick black meat until I begged for every drop. Straight no more. Just a hole for big black cock, and loving every forced inch.

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