Tyrone slammed the door behind them, his thick black frame still pumped from the gym. Jamal stood there, sweat glistening on his dark skin, his tank top clinging to his broad chest and the heavy bulge in his shorts already twitching. No small talk. Tyrone grabbed Jamal by the neck and shoved him against the wall. "Strip, nigga. Show me that dick."
Jamal yanked his clothes off fast. His cock sprang out, long, veiny, and black as night, already half-hard and leaking.
Tyrone dropped his own shorts and his bigger, fatter meat slapped against his thigh. He pushed Jamal to his knees. "Suck it. Get it sloppy."
Jamal opened wide and took the head, tongue swirling around the fat crown before swallowing half the shaft. Tyrone gripped his head with both hands and started thrusting, feeding him inch after inch until his balls tapped Jamal's chin. Spit ran down Jamal's chin and dripped onto the floor. "Yeah, choke on that big black dick," Tyrone growled, pulling out to slap the wet cock across Jamal's face before ramming back in.
Jamal gagged but kept sucking, one hand stroking his own throbbing cock while the other cupped Tyrone's heavy balls. Tyrone pulled out, strings of spit connecting his cock to Jamal's lips. "Turn around. Bend over the couch."
Jamal obeyed, spreading his legs and arching his back. His ass was round, firm, and dark, the hole winking. Tyrone dropped to his knees, spread the cheeks, and buried his face in it, tongue pushing straight inside. He licked and spat, getting the hole wet and open, then slid two thick fingers in, twisting and stretching. Jamal moaned and pushed back. "Fuck me already. I want that dick."
Tyrone stood, lined up his cock, and pushed the head against the slick hole. He drove in with one hard thrust, burying half his length. Jamal grunted loud. Tyrone didn't wait. He grabbed Jamal's hips and started pounding, balls slapping with every stroke. The room filled with the sound of skin on skin and wet squelching as Tyrone's cock worked in and out, stretching the tight ass wide.
"Take it all, bitch," Tyrone snarled, going balls-deep and grinding. He pulled almost all the way out then slammed back in, over and over. Jamal's cock swung between his legs, dripping pre-cum onto the floor. Tyrone reached around and jerked it in time with his thrusts. "You gonna cum on my dick?"
Jamal nodded, breathing hard. Tyrone fucked faster, the couch scraping across the floor. Sweat poured off both of them, their black bodies shining. Tyrone pulled out, flipped Jamal onto his back on the couch, and shoved back in, legs over his shoulders. He watched his cock disappear into that stretched hole, the rim gripping him tight.
"Look at you taking this dick," Tyrone said, voice low and filthy. He spat on Jamal's cock and stroked it hard while he drilled deep, hitting the spot that made Jamal's eyes roll. Jamal's body tensed. "I'm gonna nut," he warned. Tyrone pounded harder. Jamal's cock erupted, thick ropes of cum shooting across his stomach and chest. His ass clamped down, milking Tyrone's dick.
Tyrone didn't stop. He kept fucking through the orgasm, using the clenching hole until his own balls tightened. "Here it comes," he grunted, burying himself to the root and unloading. Hot cum flooded deep inside Jamal, pulse after pulse. Tyrone stayed inside, grinding slow as the last drops pumped out.
He pulled out slow, watching his cum leak from the used hole. Jamal lay there panting, chest heaving. Tyrone wiped his cock on Jamal's thigh, then leaned down and kissed him rough, tongues sliding. "Round two in ten minutes," he said. Jamal grinned, already reaching for Tyrone's softening dick. "Make it five."
