Thick

Eddie stood in the shadows of the club, feeling different than his usual Saturday night. He had to stifle the lingering memories of Friday night, when he and Ben did...whatever that was in the showers.

His eyes searched the room hungrily, scanning the curvaceous female figures draped in tight short dresses, swaying their ample breasts and hips to the music. He longed to distract himself from the forbidden passion that stirred within.

Eddie continued to lurk, self-consciousness holding him back from taking the floor. He rarely paid attention to what he looked like, but this Saturday night was different; he had taken extra care to ensure his goatee was perfect and had chosen a tight pair of jeans and distressed athletic fit shirt that clung to him, its purposeful holes exposing his dark skin.  He ran a hand through his dark hair as he glanced around the club, and his gaze caught a figure that made him pause. The person was tall and thick - just how Eddie liked them - possessing an ample chest and backside that was tantalizingly hugged by their clothing. It was also a guy.

His black mesh shirt allowed Eddie to admire the ripple of glistening muscles beneath, while his tight black pants highlighted a sizeable bulge in the front.  Eddie suddenly felt hot all over, his shirt sticking to him as he continued to admire the man. He uncovered new details about the stranger that enticed and excited him, until their eyes finally met. He looked away quickly but when he returned his gaze, the black man was still watching him, fire in his eyes.

Immediately Eddie was reminded of how he had eyed Ben, with the same look of hunger and desire.  Eddie was all too aware of the man's unwavering attention as he subtly shifted his hips to show off his muscular legs and bulge. His powerful arms and tight stomach were on full display as he attempted to play it cool, yet still the man watched him with rapt attention.  

Yet despite the obvious attraction, Eddie wasn't willing to make a move. He needed to escape the oppressive heat and overcrowding of the club, so he made his way to the bathroom in search of a reprieve.  He felt someone behind him, and despite the size of the club he had a feeling that it was the same man who had been watching him on the dance floor. Before Eddie could shut the stall door, the black man stepped in with him.

They were both in the stall, the door shut tight, and a charged silence hung between them.  Eddie stood tall and proud, firm muscles bunching beneath his dark skin. He exuded a wildness that appealed to the man who had followed him. The stranger was just as impressive, broad shoulders and a strong chest hinting at a powerful body beneath. His gaze was hungry, a desire for Eddie evident in his passionate eyes. The two men were like primal warriors, powerful and passionate, and it was clear that only one would be allowed to win this battle of desire.  

The black man was a sight to behold - his large frame was perfectly complemented by his full lips, lush ass, and commanding pecs. His mesh shirt was sheer enough for Eddie to make out his erect nipples, and any lingering doubts of the man's desire were dismissed when he caught the distinct outline of a sizable bulge in the stranger's crotch. He exuded pure raw masculinity, and any thoughts of leaving the stall were quickly forgotten.  The man reached out and the feeling of his thick, powerful hand on Eddie's face was foreign, yet intoxicating. His thumb softly grazed Eddie's goatee before moving to his lips.

Eddie pulled back, pushing at the man's chest with little effort.  Eddie's hands lingered on the man's chest as he drank in his body, mesmerized by the pebbled nipples and tight skin beneath. He felt himself getting lost in the passion and desire of the moment.  The man slapped Eddie's hand away and aggressively pushed his body into Eddie, pinning him against the stall door. A battle for dominance had begun, but Eddie was too distracted by the man's thick bulge pressing into his legs to counter-attack, allowing himself to be taken in a passionate embrace.

The man shoved his thumb into Eddie's mouth, refusing to wait for an invitation. He pulled Eddie's head sideways, exposing his vulnerable neck, and Eddie felt a sudden rush of pleasure and fear as the man hungrily descended upon him.  The man's thumb worked its way around Eddie's mouth, searching and exploring, pushing on Eddie's tongue and veering further back in a forceful motion. Despite the discomfort and the taste of unwashed skin, Eddie was aroused by the man's aggressiveness and struggled under his grip, although he was no match for the larger, stronger figure before him.  

The man's other hand reached behind Eddie and roughly grabbed at his ass, squeezing and lifting it and making Eddie moan in pleasure - and pain. He was now all too aware of why he had chosen to dress this way tonight, giving someone the opportunity to hunger for his body, encased in his tight jeans. As the thought of Ben resurfaced, of their heated meeting in the bathroom, Eddie felt a renewed wave of desire and approval as the man continued to explore his body. Was he trying to replicate how he dominated Ben that first day in the bathroom.  

Eddie felt the man unbutton his own pants before tearing into Eddie's, undressing him with a feverish urgency. With his jeans now unbuttoned and looser around his hips, the man slid his hands beneath and grabbed at the flesh of his ass, making Eddie gasp in pleasure.  Eddie felt the man fumbling with his zipper, eager to free him from the constricting fabric. With one tearing motion, he tore through all the buttons and ripped open his jeans, allowing his large hands to roam and explore Eddie's flesh beneath. His touch was rough and demanding, sending shivers up Eddie's spine as he grabbed and squeezed his ass in a possessive grip, pushing Eddie up against the door in an act of dominance.  

Eddie was pressed up against the bathroom wall, his hands firmly gripping the stranger's hips as the man had one hand roughly dominating his mouth and the other squeezing at his ass cheeks. He felt his resistance fading and the strength of the stranger's grip increasing - if he didn't do something soon, he would inevitably lose this fight for dominance.  But Eddie soon realized that his hands on the man's hips were not pushing him away, but instead pulling him closer.

He put up little resistance as the man pushed on his head, sending him to his knees. The sensation of the man unzipping his jeans and pushing Eddie against the constricting fabric of his underwear only further ignited his desire, and he realized he didn't want to recreate the moment he dominated Ben - he wanted to be dominated.  Eddie felt a frenzied panic and desire as he tasted the fabric of the man's underwear and felt his face and mouth rubbing against the shape of his cock. He could smell the man's musk and feel the rough texture of the fabric beneath him, making him tremble with anticipation.  The man lowered his pants more, giving Eddie the chance to feel the hot skin of his exposed legs and hips. His briefs restricted a triangle of skin from him, which concealed a large erection that may have been as long as Eddie's, but was undeniably thicker.  

Eddie indulged in the intense and rough servicing as the man guided him around his crotch, feeling every inch of the fabric, right down to his exposed legs. The black man then lifted his impressive cock to smother Eddie between his thighs, nestling his balls against Eddie's face in a sweaty embrace. The smell was so powerful it threatened to overwhelm Eddie, yet he continued to lick and savor every inch of the man.  Eddie was in disbelief of what he was doing, his face smothered in the sac of another man. He felt the humiliation of the act - but it only seemed to turn him on more.  

Eddie gasped in shock and humiliation as he felt himself face deep in the man's crotch, the smell of sweat and desire overwhelming him. He could feel the man's powerful grip on his head, pushing him even deeper between the man's thighs, dominating and subduing him in a passionate embrace.  The humiliation intensified as the man lifted Eddie's chin to look up at him and then sprayed wet saliva upon his face. Eddie felt a mixture of humiliation and excitement as the man sprayed saliva upon his face. The thick wetness covered Eddie's skin and he felt it dripping down his chin into his goatee. When the man instructed him to "open", he complied without thought, feeling a strange mixture of shock and pleasure as the man's saliva filled his mouth. The taste was bitter and salty, but strangely alluring, and Eddie found himself wanting more as the man pressed him back against his crotch.  

Moments went by and the reality of what was happening began to catch up with Eddie. His face felt rough from all the rubbing, wet with sweat and saliva, and a burning shame crept over him as he pulled away from the man, a string of sticky substance stretching between them. In horror, Eddie realized it was cum - another man's cum - on his lips.  He hadn't thought that far ahead, but the sensation of having another man's seed on his lips felt incredibly intimate.

He licked his lips, tasting a mixture of sweat and saltiness, before reality rushed back to him. This was his opportunity to push away, but he was lost in the moment and lost his chance as the man finally pulled down his soaked underwear to expose his large cock.  Eddie's gaze was fixed on the black man's exposed member, unable to look away. It was a breathtaking sight - the thick, muscular shaft was dark, and had curly hairs that coiled around it and trailed down to his full, heavy balls. His foreskin was slightly pulled back, revealing a smooth head that glistened with moisture. And while there was a distinct musky scent to the man's member, it was strangely alluring and only made Eddie more aroused. The length of the man's cock was impressive, and Eddie could feel its hardness pressing against his cheek.

He felt his body responding as he reached out to cup the man's balls and squeezed them gently, feeling their solid weight in his hands.  Eddie now fully understood why there was so much talk around a black man's cock. It wasn't pretty or more aesthetically pleasing like Eddie's, but was thick and menacing, its sole purpose to ravage the hole it was invading. He felt a strange mixture of fear and anticipation as he realized this would be the first cock he ever took.  

Once again, the man didn't give Eddie time to debate or prepare; he simply pushed his thick cock against Eddie's lips and, with little resistance, Eddie allowed it in. The salty, musky taste of another man filled his mouth, a taste he had never experienced before. He felt the hardness of the man's cock pushing deeper into his throat as his tongue lapped at its length, exploring every inch. It was an intense experience - far more intense than he'd ever imagined it would be - and Eddie felt himself getting lost in the overwhelming pleasure of it all. Suddenly, the man grabbed ahold of Eddie's hair, pushing him even further down his shaft and causing a mixture of pleasure and pain to course through Eddie.

As Eddie was getting face-fucked, his mind flooded with humiliation - the same hair he used to wear neat and groomed for his barber appointments was now being yanked on and stretched to accommodate the girth of the man's cock. His pretty mouth, with its manicured goatee, was now twisted in an unfamiliar shape as it devoured the intruder. Eddie felt a strange mixture of pleasure and shame, the sensations from the painful grip of the man's hand and awkward stretch of his lips combining to make an intensely erotic experience. He moaned through the pain and pleasure.  

Dismayed and embarrassed, Eddie closed his eyes and tried to deal with the burning sensation in his throat. But the black man wouldn't have it; he told Eddie to look at him while taking a hard yank of Eddie's hair. With no other choice, Eddie complied and looked up the long distance to his violator, dreading the truth that this large black man's body was moving back and forth in a rhythmic motion as he fed his cock to Eddie. From the man's perspective, he could now imagine seeing Eddie's face stretched open, wet and red from the intrusion.  The man spit again on Eddie, this time seemingly for his own enjoyment rather than lubrication. He rubbed the saliva across Eddie's face and hair as if to claim him as his own, sending a wave of humiliation through Eddie. Yet despite the irrational shame, he still wanted it.

Eddie had to finally pull his own cock through the hole in his unzipped jeans, as it was now too painful to keep it tucked away. His erect member bounced with the rhythm of his face fucking, tapping against the dirty ground of the club's bathroom. He was lost in a whirlwind of sensations - pleasure, fear, humiliation - all coming together in a crescendo of lust.  Despite all this, the man had been going easy on Eddie, only pushing in half of his length. But that mercy wasn't to last, and Eddie felt his pride further breaking away as he began gagging and choking as the man pushed his cock deeper into Eddie's throat.

Eddie felt the hardness of the man's shaft pressing against his tonsils and the increasingly desperate attempt to gasp for air as the man ravaged him even further. He clawed at the man's thighs, trying to push him away but his efforts were futile against the relentless onslaught.

 The man abruptly stopped his thrusting and held Eddie firmly against him, the full length of his huge shaft still inside Eddie. His bush was now pushed up to Eddie's nose and his heavy balls pressed into his chin. Tears leaked from Eddie's eyes as he couldn't believe he was actually choking on a big black cock - like a little bitch.

He coughed and retched wildly, spewing his saliva out of the crevices of his mouth onto the man's pubic area. He felt his humiliation reach new heights as he waited for the man to finally be satisfied.  Eddie's saliva and the man's sweat ran down his skin as they continued to embrace, droplets of it dripping off of them and onto the cold bathroom floor. He felt a few drops hit his own cock and shamefully he used it to stroke himself, the slippery sensation oddly arousing in spite of the humiliation he was feeling. He had used his own saliva as lubricant before, but now it had come as a result of choking on a cock - something that would have been considered taboo in any other circumstance.

His mind raced with thoughts and emotions, yet the feeling of pleasure still lingered and seemed to overrule all reason and shame.  The man pulled his huge shaft out of Eddie, allowing him to catch a breath and rest for a moment. He still teased Eddie with rubbing his wet cock all over his face, sometimes hitting him roughly in the cheek. And it was then that Eddie's heart dropped at what the man said.

"I love fucking athletic straight sluts like you. Everyone thinks you're top of the food chain, bringing you to your knees is all the more satisfying." Eddie cringed at this, realizing he had been the exact prey this hunter had wanted all along and that he was never truly in control. He had been tricked and manipulated into this situation, feeling the humiliation wash over him once again as he accepted his fate.  

The man's smile widened as he realized his success, reveling in the power he had over Eddie. His prey had thought himself so powerful, preying upon and taking advantage of Ben - a clearly desperate and vulnerable gay man. But Eddie was no match for him, he had hunted people like him before; they were a harder catch, higher up on the food chain. And now Eddie was powerless beneath him, humbled and humiliated by the situation he had created for himself.  

Eddie wondered what would happen next, uncertain and afraid of the man's intentions. He had always assumed that every man fucked the same as him, but he quickly realized how wrong he was as the man suddenly turned around to expose his ass to him. "Wait!" Eddie tried to protest, but the man's grip on his head only tightened as he guided it closer to his hole. Eddie knew that his only option was to succumb, and with a deep inhale of defeat, he let himself go limp in the man's grasp.  Eddie felt the man's flesh in his hands, his skin coarse and rough, his ass a tall and wide mound that filled Eddie's vision. His skin was covered with a layer of dark hair that tickled Eddie's fingers, while the smell of musk and sweat filled Eddie's nostrils. He could feel the man's tight pucker touching his lips, the texture of it rough and the taste of it salty. He closed his eyes tightly as he felt the man pushing his face further between his cheeks, feeling it stretch in an uncomfortable yet strangely pleasurable way.

He winced as the man thrust back, pushing him further into the unfamiliar territory.  Eddie felt his head being forced backwards, now wedged between the wall and the man's ass. He felt a strange sense of arousal as he licked and wetted the man's crevice, his tongue pushing inside of it. He felt the pure size and voluptuousness of the man's ass as it rubbed up and down against his face, the man moaning as Eddie was violated in this way. With each thrust the man made, Eddie was pulled back further, feeling himself become entirely overwhelmed by the experience. His senses were on fire as he tasted and smelled the man's body, the sensation almost too much to bear.  Eddie heard the man command him to grab his dick, and without hesitation he complied. He reached up and firmly grasped the man's large shaft, still wet from being in Eddie's mouth just moments before. His grip was tight as he pulled it up and down, feeling the slickness of the man's precum coating his fingers.

The man moaned with pleasure as Eddie pleasured him, the sensation driving him wild as he continued to thrust against Eddie's face.  Eddie knelt on the grungy club floor, his face buried in a man's ass as the musky scent of sweat filled the air. The slickness of their bodies made it difficult for Eddie to maintain his grip, yet he still managed to milk the man's huge cock with one hand while the other kept him firmly pushed against the wall. It was an image of pure perverse pleasure - one that would be forever seared into Eddie's mind. The man groaned and gasped in delight.  

Eddie's erect cock kept tensing as he felt a wave of pleasure overtake him, a sensation that both frightened and excited him. He longed to finish - but something deep inside him wanted more. He didn't want to admit it, but he had already gone way farther than he ever thought he could and he dreaded what was left - and yet, at the same time, yearned for it too. And so, for the first time, Eddie made a move. He stood up, dropped his pants and turned around to expose his ass to the man. His voice shook and was filled with desperation as he uttered words he never thought he would say: "Fuck me." The man smiled in satisfaction, knowing he had finally broken Eddie's last barrier of resistance.

He stepped forward and positioned himself behind Eddie, his huge shaft eagerly waiting for entrance.  The man spat on his hand and attempted to lubricate Eddie's tight hole, though no amount of spit would have been enough to prepare him. Eddie felt the large girth of the man's cock pressing against his entrance and he cried out in pain. The man simply commanded, "Let me in," but Eddie was unable to do anything as the man pushed his way in, tearing through Eddie's walls and stretching him wide. Eddie felt himself becoming overwhelmed with pain as he was filled.

The man thrust into him again and again, each movement causing Eddie to scream out as his body adjusted to the unfamiliar sensation.  The loud music from the club provided a convenient cover for most of Eddie's screams and moans, but he still found himself holding his breath as someone occasionally walked in to use the bathroom. The man would cup his hands over Eddie's mouth, muffling him further so that he could continue to fuck him uninterrupted. Eddie felt his humiliation reach new heights as he was forced to submit completely to the man's will, his pleas for mercy going unheard as the man continued to ravage him.  

Eddie couldn't believe what was happening to him. He thought back to Ben and how he had taken all of Eddie's cock, and wondered how he must have enjoyed it. Despite the physical pain Eddie was in, he still felt strangely aroused by the idea of having a large, thick cock penetrating him. He knew his reaction was wrong, yet he was still unable to control it.  Eddie was filled with conflicting emotions; his physical pain was almost unbearable, yet he still desperately wanted the man to fuck him until completion. As the man continued to thrust inside of him, Eddie couldn't believe the ferocity of the man's thrusts, it was clear he wasn't just fucking for pleasure, but to dominate Eddie and make sure his hole would never forget this experience.

The man pounded relentlessly, pushing Eddie into the wall.  Eddie's muscled frame was no match for the hulking black man who loomed over him, his huge shaft driving deep into Eddie's tight virgin hole. His body was a perfect combination of strength and beauty; though much smaller than the man, his defined muscles shimmered in the dim light as he thrashed against him. The black man wrapped his arms around Eddie's torso; his chest a perfect contrast to Eddie's slim waist as their bodies pressed against one another.

Eddie felt himself becoming lost in a wild frenzy of pleasure and pain, his mind clouded by emotions that he had never experienced before.  Eddie didn't know when the man would be satisfied, but a thought suddenly occurred to him - that the man wanted him to show that he wanted it. That his straight-man pride was gone and he was willing to submit. So Eddie reached down awkwardly as he was continuously slammed from behind and started to stroke his cock again, the sensation surreal as he felt his body reacting to the man's movements.

His breathing became ragged as he grew closer and closer to climax, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through his body.  The man seemed to pick up on Eddie's pleasure and increased his pace, one of his beefy hands reaching up under Eddie's sweat-soaked shirt to pull and pinch at his chest and nipples. Eddie felt a wave of pleasure course through him as the man continued to ravage him, his body trembling as he felt himself growing closer and closer to the edge.  And finally, with his body brought beyond its limit, Eddie let out a moan of pleasure as he came all over the bathroom wall. His orgasm was intense and powerful, his hole clenching around the black cock and making it even more painful. He wished he could have just pulled it out to fully enjoy the pleasure of his climax, but he was too far gone to do anything but ride it out.  

The clenching of Eddie's hole finally made the black man let go, driving his shaft balls deep into Eddie and spraying his hot seed inside him. Eddie could feel the warmth of the man's cum as it filled him up, its thick texture coating his insides. The man groaned and grunted in pleasure, his face contorted with ecstasy as he released himself fully into Eddie.  

Now that the man was back in control, his thrusts became slower and more calculated as he moved in and out of Eddie, letting him feel just how slick his hole was now. The messy, sloppy noises that accompanied each movement further drilled in the fact that a man's seed was now all over Eddie's insides. The thrusts expelled the cum, pushing it out and causing it to drip down Eddie's taint and inner leg.  With each movement, the man vocalized his dominance, his deep voice communicating his pleasure at having claimed Eddie that night.

The man knew exactly what he was doing - now that the climax had happened, all of the lust and desire had vanished from his body. He stood there facing away from the man, trying to come to terms with everything that had just happened. He felt violated, embarrassed and ashamed; relieved that it was finally over.  

Of course the man knew, Eddie thought to himself. He had been the exact prey the man was looking for - someone he could dominate and humiliate, a straight man who was willing to submit to his desires. The black man continued to poke his cum-covered cock back into Eddie's gaping, wet hole, using it to scoop the cum even further up inside him as he watched the back of Eddie's head. His breathing was heavy and knowing as he watched Eddie live with the regret of letting his desires take over.  Eddie finally heard the man zip up his pants and leave him, the sound of it ringing in his ears. He quickly turned around and locked the stall door, the sound of the latch echoing in the small room. He took a few moments to try to clean himself with toilet paper, but no matter how much he wiped, his skin still felt sticky and covered in the man's seed. He straightened his clothes, relieved that the humiliation might soon be over, but he knew deep down that this experience would continue to haunt him.