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This is part twenty-six of my adventures in the early nineties with a gay man about fifteen years older than me who saw me as a near-reincarnation of his first boyfriend. Check my post history for earlier installments of the story of a small-town boy toy.
About a month after my eventful slave weekend and Miami trip I had a standard dominance show. I was fully decked out in Master Bill’s thick red leather collar and cuffs with the matching cock ring hidden beneath a black leather thong.
This was the first time I’d worn Master Bill’s leathers publicly. I hoped they would elicit a favorable response.
As Ezekiel led me through the audience by my chrome leash attached to the collar, I noticed not one, but two black men among my usual crowd. I immediately recognized James on the aisle. But there was another unfamiliar face a few seats over. I was happy to see knowledge of my shows was spreading to a wider community.
I decided to join the after-party in nothing but a black g-string with a black leather fanny pack hanging around my waist just covering my cock-ring-enhanced package.
As I mingled through the audience after the show, I picked up quite a bit of cash as usual directing it all into the pouch of my fanny pack. More than a few men mentioned how authentic my new leathers looked. Almost everyone took the opportunity to rub or pop my bare ass as I walked by them.
“I’d like to have you at the end of my chain,” one man said as he pushed a wad of cash past my bag and into my g-string.
“Call Blaise for a private show,” I said. “Maybe we can arrange something.”
Another man said something similar as he reached in to stroke my cock. As he pulled back, I leaned in close.
“Slaves cost money, Frank,” I whispered in his ear as I stroked his stiff cock. “I’m yours for the right price.”
I gave his earlobe a little bite before I pulled away.
A couple men commented on the red and pink leather “bracelets” I wore around my right wrist. They were visibly intrigued when I told them the red one was the same cock ring I’d worn in the show — and for a previous real-world master — and I wore the pink one privately for Blaise when I was his slave. They both pushed twenties under the leather bands when I told them that.
I noticed James and Ezekiel in a close conversation with the new black face I’d seen in the audience. I made my way over to them to personally greet the new face.
I slid into the threesome and James introduced Darius as a former teammate on his college football team.
As we talked, I found myself between Ezekiel and James. Without prompting, within a few seconds each one landed a hand on a bare ass cheek. I slipped an arm around each one’s waist as we talked to their old friend.
James and Darius both had been unaware of their individual preferences at school, they explained. But they had a lot to talk about now that they found such an important commonality.
I invited all three back to the couch to talk and drink. I set my tip pouch on the coffee table in front of us and within minutes, Ezekiel’s right hand was cupping my cock and balls through my g-string. I saw several men take notice as they walked by.
James, on my right, had a large hand on my bare thigh.
Ezekiel told me he had invited James. He knew James would be especially turned on by seeing a black man dominate a white man.
“You should have seen me a few weeks ago,” I said. “I had four black men ordering me around.”
I pushed my g-string pouch down to release my cock and balls to let Ezekiel hold and caress my cock and balls openly and in full view. This displayed the black leather cock ring I’d worn under the g-string.
Within a couple minutes I realized the spectacle was coming under the scrutiny of more than a couple people. It was obvious the cock ring was lifting my package up a bit for better visibility just like it did when I wore my leathers for my masters. I snapped my chain onto the cock ring and gave Ezekiel full control.
In seconds I was growing hard and Ezekiel was holding my sex tight by both the chain and in his black hand.
I explained my Cock Project and how I’d like to do some pictures of James and Darius. While they didn’t quite agree to pose for me, they didn’t say no, either. I noticed they were a little distracted by Ezekiel’s constraint and stroking on my cock and balls.
They weren’t the only ones. As I sat naked, strapped, and chained, I realized I had more and more men come around to speak, touch me, grab me, stroke me, whisper in my ear, and give me money.
Sitting there with my cock exposed, half-hard, and restrained, I received more attention and cash tips than I ever had. Maybe all after-parties should be spent naked and ringed, I thought.
James and Darius both admitted how much they liked seeing a white boy dominated by a black man.
“Y’know, I’ve got a black master in Queen City,” I explained. “He’s the one who gave me the red leathers I wore tonight.
“Stick around Ankara escort after everyone else is gone and you can see how it feels first-hand. I wouldn’t mind another black-on-white gang bang. That can be my payment to you for posing for pictures of your cocks.”
Ezekiel gave my meat a little squeeze and told the others, “He likes his meat dark. Trust me.”
Later, Blaise and I began straightening up as the last audience members left. My three remaining guests continued to talk. I overheard James and Darius discussing how hard it was hiding their sexuality in a locker room full of young, built athletes. They also seemed intrigued by the fact they had been so successful in hiding from each other.
“All right, gentlemen,” I said as I closed the front door behind Blaise, “before we begin, does anyone need to clean up or out? I have two bathrooms.”
I knew Ezekiel had taken a shower just before the show. But James and Darius both admitted they could stand a quick shower if things were going to get “interesting.”
While they occupied each bathroom, Ezekiel and I got cozy on the couch. And, by the time the football players returned with towels around their waists, we both were displaying raging hard-ons, Ezekiel in his cotton bikinis like the ones I wore daily and I with a black cock ring around my cock and balls and Blaise’s pink one on my wrist.
Darius was just over six feet tall with an athletic build, pronounced pecs and shoulders with a tight, round ass. He was light-skinned, lighter than James, and nearly hairless. Still, he was thinner than James presenting a marked contrast as they walked into the living room together.
I could make out their bulges under their towels. I knew James’ eight-plus inches. But Darius appeared to be hiding a pretty thick sausage under his towel.
I stood as they entered and offered them seats next to Ezekiel on the couch. I dropped to my knees before Ezekiel and slid my hands up his thighs, lifting myself up to kiss and suck his lips as my hands roamed over his bare chest.
My mouth licked and kissed a trail down his torso as my hands pulled his underwear down. By now his deep black cock was rock hard. My stiff cock banged and bounced against his legs as I worked my way down.
He moaned quietly when I wrapped my fingers around it to stroke him sensually.
I continued caressing him with my right hand as I slid my left hand up James’ naked thigh and under his loose towel. I rose up to rub his dark abs and chest before kissing him deeply and nibbling on his lip. I had one hand on his chest and the other stroking his thick brown cock now swollen to full size.
Then I headed over to Darius. I made a show of eyeing him slowly from his thighs up his caramel body to his chiseled face. He was handsome with thinner lips but a flatter nose than my other two lovers. He was taller and better built than either of them.
His eyes were wide as he watched my hands slide up his thighs. Since he was new, I wanted to give him my full attention — at least, at first.
Slipping under his towel, my fingers found a cock at least half-hard and already nearly eight inches long. He shifted when I wrapped my fingers around it, still hidden under the fabric.
I pulled gently at the towel with my other hand and quickly released his deep chocolate cock growing stiff as I lightly slid my circled fingers along its length.
I already could see his head was enormous and a deep black almost as dark as Ezekiel’s. It leaned strongly to the left, even more than mine.
I looked up at his face, caught his eye and winked before diving onto his still growing meat.
I went down on him with gusto and engulfed his meat like a starving man, sucking and licking like I hadn’t had cock in a year. I had his huge head pushing against my throat in a second.
Once he was at full strength, Darius was a little under nine inches long and as thick as a toilet paper core. For just a second I wondered if I would be able to get him down my throat now that he was at full size. He already was as thick as my deep-throat dildos and Jamal, the ridiculously long cock I’d had at Master Bill’s house the previous month. But a second later I couldn’t wait to try.
I could feel his pulse with my tongue as I slowly slid his stiff dick in and out of my mouth.
He groaned loudly in surprise and pleasure.
As he continued to grow, I had to lift up on my knees to keep swallowing his length deeper and deeper into my throat. Eventually, I buried my nose in his wiry black pubic hair and began my swallowing motion with his head well below my jaw in my throat. Whatever concern I’d had about his size was gone. He fit inside me with ease. In fact, I found I liked the extra girth stretching my throat.
I looked up to see his head thrown back on the couch, his eyes shut tight. His abs already were tense. He had one hand gripping the couch cushion violently and his other was holding James’ thigh.
I couldn’t help Ankara escort bayan but smile before I started bobbing my head in his lap, sucking and slurping loudly. I had his cock head moving from the center of my tongue to the depths of my throat with every stroke.
His muscles tightened even more as he gasped loudly. So, I pushed down on him as far as I could to swallow as much of him as possible.
I continued to massage his entire cock with my throat and tongue. He began grunting and whimpering with every ragged breath.
In another second, Darius pumped wad after wad of pent-up passion into my throat and his hips rocked and thrust up and down against my face.
I pulled his head back into my mouth so I could actually taste his cum. It was practically tasteless, but so thick it was nearly chewy. His sperm was thicker than I’d ever encountered. I imagined I could almost feel the individual sperm wiggling and swimming in my mouth.
“Mmmh,” I moaned thankfully as I slid my hands up either side of his torso and over his strong chest.
As usual, I held him in my mouth, slowly, gently suckling his cock as it emptied itself and drained of blood to become limp and lifeless.
When I released him, he still was gasping for air, his entire body limp and his head still lying back on the couch.
I crawled up his muscled torso and kissed his thin lips, pushing my tongue between them. I gently loved his tongue with mine as I shared some of his cum.
Finally, I pulled back and noticed my other two lovers staring wide-eyed, their cocks as hard as Darius’ had been.
I turned back to Darius and licked his lips.
“It’s nice to meet you, Darius,” I said with a sly grin.
A second later I was kissing my way down James’ chest to his swollen meat.
I gave him almost exactly the same treatment Darius had just enjoyed. I swallowed his cock and grabbed his hips to pull him closer and deeper. He obliged in a few seconds by beginning a rhythmic hip thrust against my face.
He grabbed my head with his large hands and held me in place so he could fuck my face. I had no way of telling him that was exactly what I wanted. I just held my mouth open enough to accept his fat brown cock head all the way to the back of my throat.
When he seemed to slow down, I took over and pushed and pulled his hips in and out.
I pulled back with a loud slurp just enough to beg for more.
“Fuck my face, James! Please,” I gasped before swallowing him again.
That was all he needed. He grabbed the back of my head forcefully with both hands and started a furious pistoning of his hips against my face that lifted him completely off the couch. In that instant, he owned me and was using me however he pleased. I was sure my two audience members saw my face disappearing between his black thighs with every thrust.
James grunted loudly as my chin and nose banged hard against his balls and pubic hair each time his cock slammed against my throat. It was almost violent.
In a minute I could feel his cock pulsing heavily even in the midst of his violent raping of my face. His breathing was ragged and I knew he couldn’t last much longer.
Suddenly, he pushed one last hard thrust into me as his hands pulled my head tightly against his groin. He held me there for what seemed several minutes while he pumped a thick stream of cum straight down my throat. He was so deep inside me I didn’t get a chance to taste it.
But I held my position with my nose in his pubic hair until his limp gooey noodle of a cock just flopped around on my tongue.
When I moved over to Ezekiel the entire atmosphere changed. I rubbed and caressed his stomach and chest as I slurped and sucked on his obsidian jewel. He ran his fingers through my hair and moaned softly.
With the other two men on the couch, it had been just fucking. With Ezekiel it was sensual and personal.
When he came, I stroked and jacked his shaft as I sucked and swirled. He jumped and twitched and gasped and moaned. He savored every sensation just as I savored every drop of his sticky gift.
My chest still was heaving from all the sucking and bobbing and slurping I’d been doing for the last fifteen minutes when I used Ezekiel’s own shirt to wipe the sweat and saliva from his body.
“I’m going to get myself something besides cum to drink,” I announced as I stood up. “Would anyone else like anything?”
I returned with four beers and sat and talked naked with my three lovers for a long time. I had cum at least once while face-fucking my guests. But my cock remained half-hard in its leather strap the entire time. My black lovers’ cocks remained mostly flaccid and spent. I noticed each of them stole glances at my meat from time to time.
About midnight I had an idea.
“Are you guys up to going again?” I asked. James and Darius gave me questioning looks. Ezekiel knew better.
“I’d love to be gang-banged by three big, hot black cocks — again. Can I Escort Ankara play tight end on your team?”
James and Darius looked at each other in disbelief.
“You really do like dark meat, don’t you?” Darius said.
“I just like meat,” I said, staring obviously and openly at his limp brown cock. “I don’t care what color it is.
“Except for Ezekiel’s. I love his deep black cock.”
Once my lovers agreed to another round, I suggested the bedroom for slightly more comfort.
“You’re first, Darius,” I said as we left the living room. “You’re the guest, and I’ve had James before. And I want to feel all that fat cock of yours in my ass, fresh and tight.”
As soon as we were in my bedroom, I turned around to pull Darius close to me. He leaned down to meet my face.
I grabbed his ass cheeks tight as I pushed my tongue against his in his mouth. His thick cock was pushed out to one side as I squeezed him against my torso.
I pulled back and stared into his eyes as I sat on the bed. I laid back, grabbed a tube of lube, and pulled my legs up displaying my willing ass.
James and Ezekiel fell into position beside the bed to watch the show.
As Darius leaned down and dropped cold goo on his thick head and my tight hole, I locked my knees into his elbows to give him full access.
“Come on and split the uprights!” I demanded.
In a second I felt his thick milky cock pushing against me just as his mouth reached mine again.
I caught my breath as his flared head stretched my sphincter and pushed inside. I all but screamed at the pressure and intense fullness. It was an exquisite pain. And, suddenly, it was all ecstasy as he slid his huge black cock effortlessly into me.
In the back of my head, I wondered why Blaise and I didn’t use this position more. It was so easy and comfortable, and he could get so deep! It had worked so well with Bill, too!
I was shocked when I felt Darius’s thick pubic hair scrubbing against my taint within seconds. His entire eight-and-a-half inches were inside me. Blaise’s hips had only pushed against my ass cheeks. This new depth was nearly as filling as Big Ben, my ten-inch dildo, when I sat on him on stage.
My cock strained as it rubbed against Darius’s tight abs. He pumped into me faster and faster causing his stomach to caress and masturbate my aching pink cock.
Darius’s tongue was invading my mouth just as deeply as his cock was exploring my ass. I found myself sucking on his tongue while my sphincter contracted and milked his cock.
My own dick began to ooze cum on my stomach rubbing against his stomach as he quickly picked up speed.
He pumped in and out of me with long strokes that had him nearly pulling out and then pushing in balls deep. I was amazed at how fast he could piston his hips in and out.
I was breathing heavily through my nose as I sucked hard on his pink tongue. His hot breath blew into my face as he grunted loudly.
I knew I looked like a little porn twink being raped in a cheap black-on-white straight-to-tape porn video. But I didn’t care. This was the deepest, hardest, fattest ass fuck I’d ever had.
Unfortunately, it took just less than two minutes for Darius to explode inside my contracting ass. Even Ezekiel would have lasted longer than that. But he filled my ass with an enormous amount of hot cum.
He kept pumping in and out as his semen thinned out. I was surprised at how much he still had after I’d swallowed so much in the living room.
Eventually, he slowed down and we both struggled to catch our breath. He dropped his head to my shoulder and his hot breath tickled. I moaned a little from that and the feeling of being full of hot meat and cum.
I could feel my own cum sticky on my chest and stomach as he dropped down on me. I still held him tight to keep him within me, my fingers clawed into his round ass cheeks.
He tried to pull back and I resisted. I clamped my legs around him tightly.
“No,” I panted. “Not yet. Stay in me until I push you out. I want to know I had everything you could give me.
“And I like feeling cocks shrink inside me.”
With that he settled back down and we kissed each other’s shoulders until we caught our breath. A minute or so later, my anus squeezed his limp, gooey cock from me.
I finally opened my eyes when Darius got up to head to the shower. I saw Ezekiel and James both staring blankly at me covered in my own cum and filled with Darius’s. Ezekiel was a little more than half-hard. But James’s cock stood at attention pointing straight at me as he slowly stroked it.
I wiped my cum off my torso and ate it as I caught my breath.
“James, give me your cock. Make an end run,” I demanded, rolling over onto my hands and knees. “Fuck me as hard as your teammate did.”
Before I knew it, he was behind me on his knees on the bed, his huge hands on my hips pulling me backwards.
He didn’t even guide his cock into me. It just fell into the right position automatically and he pushed straight into me. It still was tight and there was resistance. But it was nothing like normal after Darius’s huge dick had stretched me with his forceful, deep fuck.
Darius’s thick cum provided the perfect lubrication. It had just started to ooze slowly from my sphincter.
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