Harold sat on the edge of the motel bed, his wrinkled white skin pale under the cheap lamp. At sixty-eight he knew exactly what he wanted, and tonight it was the thick black cock waiting for him in the next room. He had been chasing this for years, old white ass hungry for young black dick that could stretch him open and pound him raw.
The door opened and Marcus walked in, six-foot-three, dark skin gleaming, already pulling his shirt off. "You the old white faggot who hit me up?" Marcus asked, voice low and rough.
"Yeah. Get that cock out," Harold said, dropping to his knees without hesitation.
Marcus unzipped and let his heavy black dick flop free, already half hard and thick as Harold's wrist. Harold grabbed it with both hands and shoved it into his mouth, sucking hard, spit running down his chin right away. He gagged when Marcus pushed deeper, but he kept going, tongue working the underside while his throat stretched around the head.
Marcus grabbed Harold's gray hair and fucked his face, balls slapping against the old man's chin. "That's it, suck that black dick like you been dreaming about." Harold moaned around the shaft, eyes watering, cock leaking in his pants. He pulled off only to lick the heavy balls, then went back to swallowing as much as he could.
After a few minutes Marcus yanked him up and spun him around. "Bend over, old man. Show me that white ass." Harold dropped his pants and leaned on the bed, spreading his cheeks. Marcus spat on his hole and pushed two thick fingers in dry, making Harold grunt. "Tight little white hole. Gonna wreck it."
He lined up his cock and shoved in hard. Harold cried out as the fat black dick forced its way past his rim, stretching him wide. Marcus didn't wait, just started pounding, hips slapping loud against Harold's ass. Every thrust went deep, the old man's hole gripping and sucking on the shaft. Harold reached down and jerked his own smaller cock while he got fucked, moaning like a whore.
Marcus pulled out, flipped him onto his back, and hooked Harold's legs over his shoulders. He drove back in, fucking him missionary so he could watch the old white face twist with every slam. Sweat dripped off Marcus onto Harold's chest. "Take it, faggot. Take every inch of this black cock."
Harold came first, shooting weak spurts across his own belly while his ass clenched around Marcus. Marcus kept going, hammering until he grunted and unloaded deep inside, flooding the old man's guts with hot cum. He pulled out slow, watching the thick white load leak from the stretched hole.
They rested a minute, then Marcus got hard again. This time he made Harold ride him, the old man bouncing on the black dick, ass cheeks spread, cum and spit squelching with every drop. Harold's cock stayed soft but he kept riding until Marcus filled him a second time.
By the time Marcus left, Harold's hole was red, swollen, and dripping. He lay there sore and satisfied, already thinking about the next black man who would come use him the same way.
