A Hole for the Road

This story was a quick one-off that I wrote after getting inspired while watching a comedy special, with the comedian making jokes about getting laid while on tour. I just let the ideas flow and started writing, and finished in one session with the bare minimum of after-editing. It was a good exercise in writing a story exactly as my mind imagined it (something which I don’t do as often as I should), so please enjoy and leave a comment.

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Our performance was great, as usual. I was sweaty from rocking my heart out on the drums and I gratefully took the towel from our manager’s hand and wiped myself down. I wanted to be somewhat fresh for what came after: fun time with the groupies.

I was the only black guy in our rock band, and as such, I was the hottest: tall and slim and dark-skinned. We weren’t the most popular but we had three albums out under our own label, run by the lead singer’s dad. The old man had experience in the corporate world, in running his own business, as well as having spent a bit of time as an investor for a small indie rap studio in the big city. When Randy (the lead singer) approached him about our band, he’d been ecstatic.

I hit the bathroom and took a quick full-body wipe down, and changed my clothes. I arrived back in the greeting room (the front room of the apartment we had rented for the night) just as the groupies walked in. There were four of us, and five of them. I usually enjoyed the college girls we fucked, but that night a guy came in, arm-in-arm with a cute blonde. As a bisexual man, he piqued my interest.

He was a slim light-skinned half-breed. Judging from his very muted African features, I guessed it was his daddy who was white. He had bright blue eyes, and the motherfucker even had freckles. He still had the hair though, with his loose brown curls styled into a bouncy ‘fro.

His blonde friend tried to come onto me, but I was more into him, as we locked eyes and he smiled shyly. She was flustered, until my boy, Adrian--the big muscled blonde who played guitar--swooped her into his arms along with a skinny brunette. I pulled out a blunt and lit up, taking a deep toke. His eyes were still on me. I turned to him and smiled.

“You smoke?” I asked, offering the fresh blunt.

“Sure,” he said and I watched as he pulled deep, held it for a moment then released it slowly.

“A stoner, I see,” I noted with a smile, as I took the blunt back between my fingers.

“I’m in college, after all,” he explained.

“Cool.”

“I enjoyed your drumming. Hopefully I’ll hit your level of skill someday soon.”

“Oh, you drum?”

“Yeah, well I used to more often, back at church.”

“Shit!” I chuckled. “And what would your Pastor think of you at a rock concert?”

“I don’t care. My hometown’s halfway across the country. Haven’t stepped inside a church since I arrived on campus.”

He took the blunt and pulled deep again. He held it longer this time. He released the smoke then smiled.

“This is good shit.”

“I always got the best supply,” I boasted, then looked across the room as Adrian lifted both giggling girls and carried them to his room.

“You cool with your girlfriend getting fucked by my boy?”

“She’s not my girlfriend, not like that. She’s my best friend, and I’m not into girls.”

“Ah, so you’re gay? Got a boyfriend?”

“Yeah, I’m gay, and happily single,” he smirked, looking me over. My dick was already hard and it lurched in my shorts. He zeroed in on it, his blue eyes sparkling with lust.

“So we play for the same team. Wanna have some fun with me tonight?”

“Sure.”

He was a cute lil’ motherfucker, and looked even better naked. He was slim but his body was defined, with sinewy muscle and prominent abs; similar to my own lanky basketballer physique. He had a fat peach dick too, rock-hard and dripping precum as I sank to my knees and sucked him off.

“Shit! Ah fuck!”

He tasted good too. I grabbed his smooth butt-cheeks and kneaded them thangs as I took him to the root.

“Fuck!”

I churned my throat on his dick, getting him so wet that spit was running down my chin. I rubbed on his soft chute, sliding my finger in and he gasped.

“Fucking delicious dick,” I noted. “Now lemme taste that ass!”

I bent him over the bed and dug in. He gasped and writhed but I held his hips, keeping him still as I feasted. His hole was freshly showered, or as fresh as it could be after three hours jumping up and down in a mosh pit. I took my time. I loved eating ass, and my dick was aching hard and drooling precum. I was going to enjoy being deep inside him.

“Shit! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” he huffed, clawing at the pillows, his legs trembling. I gave his asshole one more sweet suck then stood and tapped my drooling dick over his pale buns. He spun around and gobbled my knob.

“Shit! There you go, bitch!” I hummed.

He knew how to suck a dick. He was hungry for it too, cute-ass motherfucker. His pink lips turned me on. They were full and luscious. I gasped as he took more and more until he had my entire big black dick in his throat, and his pretty lips and graceful nose was buried in my wiry pubes. I grabbed his brown curls and fucked his throat. The motherfucker didn’t miss a beat, looking me in the eye as I railed his throat, clapping my balls to his chin. I popped my dick free and it slapped his face as it bounced up and down of its own accord, still drooling thick precum.

“Fuck! I want this inside of me! I want you to fuck me!” he growled, full of lustful passion.

I turned him around and kissed my bare knob to his pretty pink chute. I wasn’t about to ruin the sweet feeling of his asshole with a condom, and he hadn’t asked. I pushed in, and we both moaned out loud. His chute was hot and tight and fucking wet. It was like he had pre-lubed his hole as my big dick slid right in and I was locked in to the root.

“Oh shit, bitch! Your hole is like butter!” I moaned.

“And it’s all yours,” he purred, going face-down, hugging the pillow to his chest as he looked back at me and smiled.

Fuck! This bitch wanted the dick-down, and I gave it to him. I held onto his hips and pulled him back as I began to fuck into him. I moaned with every stroke, not only because of the feeling but the visual: my black dick sliding through his pink fuck-hole; his sweet boy-chute opening wide and swallowing every inch of me with a sweet welcoming moan from him. I slowed my roll and savored my next entry. I paused deep inside and we both moaned.

“Fuck, daddy! Give it to me! Gimme that big fucking dick!” he hissed, and wiggled his ass up on me.

Fuck! This boy was hungry. I went back to pumping my dick up in him, in long steady strokes that had him mewing like a fucking kitten. He had his back arched and those pretty round buns were glistening with sweat. I rubbed all over them and he started to fuck himself on my dick.

“Yeah, boy! Ride daddy’s fucking dick!” I growled, watching that pretty pink chute gobble my dick with every thrust.

My black pole was glistening with his juices as he picked up speed. He started whimpering; babbling on about how good my big dick felt up inside of him, about how he could ride my dick forever. I wished he could too, but that pretty tight chute was getting me close. I grabbed his hips and took back control, pounding into him as my orgasm rose from my balls to the head of my dick.

“Ah fuck! I’m about to cum! I’m gonna breed your pretty pink ass, bitch!”

“Yes, daddy! Fucking cum inside me! Please!” he begged, and I did.

I pushed in deep and unleashed my load, grunting and my body trembling as I pumped my essence into his hot hungry tunnel. I stayed there, buried up to the balls in his guts until I had recovered. I dragged my dick free. I was still hard and oozing the last of my load. He turned around and licked the last bit of cum from my dick then had me lie on my back.

“Fuck yeah,” he said with a smile as he straddled my lap and slid his hot cum-filled hole down my shaft.

“Shit! Yeah! Ride that dick!” I moaned, folding my arms behind my head as he began.

I closed my eyes, just as he closed his, and we savored the sensation of each other’s body; the sweet feeling of his hole on my dick and my dick inside of him. He rode me slow at first, sliding along almost my entire length. Then, he rode me faster, with his fat thick dick slapping my abs at a steady cadence and splattering his sticky precum all over me. I ran my hands up his body, caressing his chest and thumbing his stiff nipples. I wrapped my hand around his throat and he gasped, and rode me faster, and it seemed his dick got even harder.

“Choke me, daddy! Tighter!” he demanded.

I did and he shuddered, even as he slammed himself down on my dick, harder and faster, and gyrated his hot hungry tunnel around on it each time he sat down on it fully. I moaned as I felt my second orgasm rising. He grunted and grabbed his dick, fapping like crazy and crying out as he reached orgasm.

“Yes! Daddy, I’m cumming! I'm fucking cumming! Oh fuck! Fuck!”

His cum jetted out over my face and chest. I licked it off my lip, then grunted as my own orgasm hit, and I thrust up inside him as I unleashed my load. We both trembled and huffed as we emptied our balls. Then, he rested still on top of me. I released his throat, and he leaned down and kissed me. I sucked on his pretty pink lips then fed him my tongue and he sucked on it gently.

“Damn, that was good,” he panted.

“You’re telling me,” I chuckled. I caressed his smooth body and he kissed my hand. “So, what time do you have to get back to campus?”

“No time soon. Tomorrow is Sunday, and my Monday classes start in the afternoon. Plenty of time.”

“Great, ‘cause this is the last night of our tour and we were supposed to head back tomorrow. I have enough to rent this place for another night but if you stay, you’re gonna get fucked something serious,” I warned.

“I can take whatever you’ve got to give me, daddy,” he chimed, then kissed me again. My dick hardened inside of him, and he started to gyrate on it. This was going to be a good fucking night.