No Need To Speak

It was early morning, closer to four a.m. than five. I preferred to go to the gym around that time. Despite living in the city, the streets were relatively quiet around that time. You could walk and actually hear yourself think, and the air was somewhat fresher, or at the very least, it was devoid of the smog from a million active vehicles. It helped that I lived just a few blocks from the gym and used my walk as part of my warm up.

I was a light-skinned Black guy, born in the US but my parents were from Trinidad. I was fairly tall and good-looking, or so I’d been told. I must have been, since I had never failed to fuck any guy I’d been interested in. In the gym, I finished my warm up and began to hit the free weights. I was one of three people in the gym, including the staff member at the desk. I was well into my sets when a guy I’d never seen before entered the gym and I paused to oogle him.

He was fucking hot! Dark-skinned and all sculpted fucking muscle. Shit! I was getting hard the more I stared at him. He hit the treadmill and I got a full view of his high round ass in the mirror. Holy fuck! I shook my head and got back to my weights. When I finished that, I decided to go on the machines for a big to end off my session.

The guy was there, looking sexier than ever; his ebony skin glistening with perspiration and his tank top soaked. We locked eyes. I nodded and he nodded back. I started on the machine just adjacent to him, and occasionally we locked eyes. He smirked and licked those sexy fucking lips of his. Damn! I wanted to feel them on mine. I had never been shy, and so I walked over.

“Hey! Wassup! I’m Ethan,” I started. He looked at me, well at my lips specifically. Then he raised a finger, indicating for me to wait a second, and whipped out a small notepad and pen. He flipped over the inside of the hardcover and handed it to me.

It read, “Hi. My name is Cash. I’m deaf so I can’t hear what you’re saying but it’s nice to meet you. You can write your responses on the page.”

Damn, I thought. I was hitting on a deaf guy, but he was a hot as fuck deaf guy, and I was already there so I might as well go for it. I quickly scribbled as legibly as I could then handed the notepad back to him. I had written, “Hi. My name’s Ethan. I’m shooting my shot. I think you’re hot and I’d love to take you back to my place and have some casual fun with you.”

Cash giggled silently, looked at me and nodded, then wrote in his book, “Sure, Ethan. I’d love to. You’re very hot too and I’d love to put it down on you. I’m vers so I hope you don’t mind flip-fucking.”

Of course, that was great! “I’m vers too,” I wrote. He let me know we could go as soon as he finished his workout. I went back to mine, and smiled as we occasionally glanced at each other and grinned. That was when I caught sight of his dick: a big bulge at his crotch. My asshole twitched and I could feel it getting wet.

By the time we took the short walk back to my place, the sun was rising and the city was coming alive. That didn’t stop him from groping my ass, and I wrapped an arm over his shoulders (with me being slightly taller) and pulled him into a kiss as we stopped in front of my building. His lips were just like I’d imagined: full, soft and sweet. We touched tongues as I pulled him inside and we hustled to the elevator. We kissed all the way up, as I kept him pinned up against the wall while he groped my cock, then hauled it out from my tights and stroked my precum-drooling length.

I was uncut, and he peeled the foreskin back as he knelt and tasted my cock. His mouth was soft, wet and warm. He knew what he was doing, getting my shaft wet as he took more and more of me into his mouth, then into his throat just before the bell dinged. He hopped to his feet and we made a beeline to my place. The moment I shut the door, we resumed where we’d left off. Cash pinned me to the door, sank to his knees, and got back to gobbling my dick.

I moaned, cussing under my breath as this gorgeous ebony-skinned muscle god worshiped my thick caramel fuck-pole. He got me so damned wet; his spit trickling down my balls and soaking my low-trimmed pubes; the sound of his cock-slobbering filling my ears as his nose wedged into my pubes and his chin nestled into my balls. He slid up off my cock and looked up at me. Fuck! He was so handsome with such a sweet smile. I pulled him to his feet and kissed him, maintaining our lip-lock as I walked him backward to the couch and pushed him down in the seat.

I dropped to my knees and mouthed that magnificent bulge of his. I freed it and spent a few seconds in awe. He was hung, not quite as long as me but a hell of a lot thicker. His cock was jet-black, even darker than the rest of him, and circumcised with a purplish head. Precum flowed like a river from the slit and I went down on him.

Cash grunted, soft and garbled. He grasped the back of my head, caressing my scalp as I bobbed up and down; slurping on his delicious dick. I moaned around it and he shivered, raising his hips and pushing his thick cock deeper into my mouth. I gripped his big balls in one hand, gently massaging as I worked his massive pole; getting my lips as far as I could down the shaft and opening my throat to the invasion.

“Gluuuuurghk!”

I bucked but Cash pinned me down on his cock. I relaxed, allowing my throat to open more as his cock throbbed but I managed to get him into my gullet. I couldn’t go all the way. He was just too thick but my asshole throbbed on that realization. I was going to get stretched the fuck out! He pulled me off his dick and kissed me, feeding me his tongue. I moaned, sucking on it as he reached forward, slid a hand into my tights and rubbed on my moist winking pucker.

Oh shit, this guy is going to fuck the hell outta me, I thought; my asshole winking as he worked one then two fingers up my moist sweaty fuck-hole. I danced on his digits, gyrating as he churned and fingered my chute before yanking them out and sliding them between my lips. Fuck! I could taste the funk of my unwashed hole and it turned me on; making my hard dick jerk and drool even more precum onto the carpet. He peeled my sweat-soaked shirt off, then removed his.

Damn! What a fucking body! Ebony-black, shiny and sculpted. Every muscle was defined and bulging. I licked on his meaty chest then latched onto one swollen nipple, suckling it as he moaned in that faint garbled way. I gripped his dick and stroked him; my hand getting coated in his sticky precum as I moved over to the second tit and suckled it just as hard; nibbling and tonguing it until Cash was vibrating.

He pulled me up onto his lap. We were both sweaty and unwashed from the gym but we did not care. The stench of man-fuck reeling off the both of us only turned me on as I gyrated in his lap, the slimy head of his cock nudging against my moist stinky asshole. I slid off one leg of my tights then the other, leaving me naked and straddling his lap. He did the same and his big hard dick freely slapped up between my caramel buns.

We kissed; me gyrating on his lap and him groping my round ass. His ebony dick was slathering so much fucking precum along my ass-crack, like a leaky dam. He broke our kiss and licked on my hairy armpits. I moaned at the sensation. I never put on deodorant before my workouts and Cash clearly enjoyed my musky scent and flavor as he licked up under my other pit and buried his nose in the wiry hair. He attacked my nipples, sucking on them hard and making me moan out loud while he kissed his bare slimy cockhead to my chute at the same time.

He pushed in, and I gasped but did not move as he continued suckling on my tits like a vacuum. He held my waist and pulled me down on his shaft while he pushed his hips up. I grunted, shuddering as more and more of his massively thick ebony-black cock burrowed into my caramel fuck-tunnel, stretching me wide open just as I had predicted. It felt amazing! I was howling by then, as the last elephant-thick inches entered me. My asshole ached and quivered but I was rock-hard; my long thick dick curving slightly upward and drooling precum over his abs and chest as I began to ride him.

He gasped softly; the sound more of an animalistic grunt. I held his head in my hands and kissed him as I rose and fell on his cock. My asshole ached but the pain eased up the more I rode; my chute warming and loosening until I began to feel pleasure sawing back and forth through me. Cash grabbed two handfuls of my ass and forced me to ride him faster, rise higher and drop my asshole down deeper on his raging hard dick.

I barked in pain and pleasure as his cock stabbed into my core, penetrating the deep space that only a few other men had ever reached. My dick jerked and I gave myself to the fuck; riding him like a goddamn jockey on the last furlong with the rest of the pack on his heels. Cash began to thrust up into me, taking control of the fuck and I paused my riding to screech my pleasure as he hammered his cock up my chute like a fucking power drill. Cash grunted in his animalistic way and I felt his cum flooding my insides. I whimpered, shuddering as we paused like a sculpture, neither of us wanting to break the sweetness of that moment, even as his cock pumped, pumped, pumped thick cum up my bowels.

He recovered from his climax and slumped into the couch, and I rose up off his cock. He was still rock-hard, and not at all tired it seemed, as he pushed me forward over the couch and shoved his tongue up my ass. I growled, pushing out as he felched his hot load from my guts. Fuck! He was sex pig, and I loved it! But he wasn’t done. Cash rolled onto his back on the couch, drooled his felched cum onto his palm, and fingered it up his ass.

My cock was raging as I hooked his ankles over my shoulders and kissed my swollen lilac-colored cockhead to his ebony chute. His anal lips were fleshy and pouted, a sign that he got fucked regularly. That just meant I didn’t have to go easy on him. I pushed inside and instantly, I was drawn in, my cock encased by intense heat and silky flesh. His creamy cum greased my descent into his depths, my caramel cock stretching his ebony-black channel open. Again he let loose a guttural animalistic whimper as I bottomed out in his quivering guts.

I looked down at his smiling face. He was fucking sex freak! He loved my big long dick in his guts, and I made sure he knew how it felt as I began shafting his insides from the start. His expression shifted, his eyebrows scrunching up and his mouth opening as more soft garbled whimpering issued forth; his body rocking as I punched my cock up his greedy fuck-chute at a steady cadence. His thick cum let my cock glide in and out like a hot knife through butter, and I took full advantage; burying my pole with every stroke.

Cash thrashed his head from side to side but not once did he try to stop me. No hand against my chest begging for mercy. No pushing against my thighs, begging me to take it out. Instead he gripped the edges of the couch cushions, taking the shafting like a true cock-hungry bottom-bitch. He nodded and bit his lip, letting me know that he loved how I was pounding him and that he wanted more. I leaned in and kissed him, soft and sweet on his sexy lips. Then, I proceeded to decimate his guts. He whistled and squeaked, thrashing his head, his entire body vibrating even as he locked his thick thighs legs around my waist.

He clenched his eyes shut and groaned; his toes curled tight as he held the couch cushions in a vice grip, hanging on for dear life as I beat a path through his gushy-wet fuck-hole; the chute quivering and squelching. I kept up the power-fucking fury, and his asshole went wild with spasms, fluttering around my plunging cock and pushing me straight to orgasm. I bellowed as I loomed over him, my body stiff and shuddering. Even then, his asshole continued to suck and massage my cock, draining my fucking balls!

I yanked out and watched that well-fucked ebony chute gape and pulsate. My cock got harder, knowing I had destroyed his guts and that he had utterly enjoyed it. I slumped into my seat, panting and sharing a smile with him. Then, he lunged over my lap and gobbled my cock to the root. I growled, surprised and overwhelmed; every nerve in my cock firing as he got me sloppy wet and polished clean. I was still hard by the time he came up for air, straddled my lap and sank his hot cum-flooded hole down my shaft.

It was my turn to thrash my head from side to side as he began his anal assault on my sensitive cock. I groaned and gripped the couch cushions as he took my cock how he wanted; taking ownership of my pole like I was his reverse-bitch. I grabbed two handfuls of his meaty cheeks and squeezed. His ass felt amazing, and his asshole was eating my dick like nobody’s business. I’d never had a bottom ride me so damn hard, moaning in his garbled breathy way while his big ebony cock slapped my abs and chest, splattering precum all over the place. He finally opened his eyes and looked at me. I pulled him into a kiss, hooked my arms under his knees and lifted him. I rose to my feet with Cash impaled on my cock and walked us to the bedroom.

I laid him out on the quilt at the edge of the bed and got back to decimating his guts, round two! Cash went crazy, grabbing his head, squeaking and squealing with his legs trembling and his toes curled tight. He clenched his teeth, huffed and groaned each time I slammed my big caramel cock in his core. I pinned his knees to his chest and gave myself completely to the fuck; my eyes closed as I pistoned through his gushy, squishy, warm, and silky guts. I drilled so hard and deep that by the time I was ready to cum, he was screaming!

I flooded him; balls-deep, panting, and leaning in over top; dripping sweat and my entire body feeling electric. I finally opened my eyes, looked down at him, and this sexy fucker was grinning at me; overjoyed to have his guts wrecked and flooded. I kissed him passionately. Cash was so fucking hot! He loved sex, and he loved getting fucked. My cock raged, hard as steel, and he wrapped his legs around my waist to keep me lodged deep inside him. We swapped spit for a long time; long enough for our bodies to cool down and our sweat to stop dripping. We reeked of man-funk; the combined stench of cum, ass and sweat was like an aura engulfing us.

I took Cash by the hand and led him to the bathroom for our well-deserved shower. We bathed each other under the warm flowing water. We explored each other’s body, even as we got each other clean. Nothing was off-limits to touch: ass, cock, balls, nipples, abs, pits. I sucked on his fingers and he pressed his tongue into my ear, making me shudder and my eyes roll up in my head. We made out under the showerhead as the bathroom filled with such an opaquely thick mist of steam that I had to open the tiny louver just above the shower-head to let it out.

Again, I took Cash by the hand and led him back to the bedroom. We peeled off the sweat-stained quilt and he pushed me face-down and ass-up, and I gasped as his tongue entered my hole. He knew what he was doing: stabbing, twisting and churning with his tongue, and sucking on my pouted well-fucked chute. He ran his raging-hard cock up along my crack, drooling precum before he kissed that big purple head to my hole and pushed inside.

I groaned as he bottomed out and I was once again stuffed to capacity, my caramel asshole aching as it got used to the huge ebony-black cock sawing through me. I whimpered with each inward stroke. This time, Cash took his time. He savored my hole, and made me savor his dick. I mewed, clenching the sheets as he churned his cock round inside me; pulled halfway out; plunged in again, and churned round and round. On repeat. Again and again, until I was drooling and groaning like a true brain-addled cock addict.

Then, he picked up the pace, and I regained my awareness. My asshole was loose! So fucking loose! I moaned, nothing but pleasure shafting my depths as Cash pulled me up on all fours into doggy-style and pounded my insides. Every thrust was magical. My nipples were so stiff and tingly. My cock was so damn hard that it hurt, heavy as it wagged back and forth like a pendulum and splattered a river of precum over the sheets.

I began to push back on his cock, throwing my ass back on him, and he welcomed it. He smacked my ass, pausing his motion to let me fuck myself like a whore on his raging cock. I used him like a dildo, moaning out loud as my open ass gobbled every inch. Cash whimpered and grabbed my waist. I braced myself and a good thing too, as he proceeded to destroy my guts. I screamed; pleasure with hints of pain as Cash wielded his massively thick dick like a weapon, drilling balls-deep in my core.

He grabbed my shoulders and I could tell he had given himself completely to the fuck, gouging my asshole out with his only goal to breed my guts; his thrusts growing more powerful as he neared orgasm. He let loose a wheezing whistling roar, and I gasped; eyes wide and mouth gaping as I felt the power of his load blasting like a geyser up my bowels. His cock continued to pulsate for several long seconds, like it wasn’t going to stop; swelling so wide that I could feel the veins pressed against my inner walls.

His weight crashed forward over me and we slumped flat down on the bed; both of us exhausted and breathing heavily but basking in the afterglow of the wild raunchy fuck we’d just shared. I moaned, relishing the sensation of having been conquered and overwhelmed by the power of Cash, the sculpted deaf ebony-black muscle god with the elephant-thick cock.