Becoming a Jack of Spades

After my encounter with Sir and Rex I tried to stop thinking about their big black cocks, but it was hopeless. I was ashamed at my weakness as I scrolled through video after video of white boys being used by black alpha studs. This was a whole area of porn I never knew existed, but there was sure a lot of it! And I spent every night naked on my bed, jacking my little wiener to those videos. But it wasn’t as satisfying; I needed the real thing.

After two weeks of wanking I had almost texted Sir several times, but didn’t want him to know how desperate I was. I started to explore forums, reading through discussions about how and where to get some black dick without getting hurt or arrested. I wanted to indulge my lust, but I couldn’t afford to be exposed or I would lose my job for sure.

After searching and reading for several days I came across a Reddit forum listing the best places in various cities for white guys of various types to go and get lucky by serving black alphas. I was amazed at the options in some cities, but my town was not as large as those. Only one item seemed to fit the bill:

If you a whiteboy whore lusting for black seed in (my town), best place to get BBC is the benches along the south trail in O’neal Park, after 10PM most nights, but def on weekends. From parking lot, go right towards the gazebo. Behind there is a gravel trail that winds through the trees. Take it for maybe 50 yards and it will split. If you follow the right side trail deeper in you will find a couple of metal park benches behind some hedges, nicely screened. Get ass up on a bench, or spread blanket on the ground for cushioning yo knees. Some brothers will come along and use a hole or two. LOL

That sounded perfect, if maybe a bit too public. But it wouldn’t hurt to check it out. It was too late tonight, but maybe If I went during the week it would be less traffic, safer to look around. My mind started planning…

Two days later, I’m sitting in my car, 9:30 on a Thursday, summoning up the courage to actually try this. The park was a large wooded area running along a small tributary of the main river, and ran linearly along several predominantly black neighborhoods. From my car in the parking lot I could see a variety of playground equipment off to the left, but the park lighting was spotty and nobody seemed to be around. There were a few cars in the lot, no occupants, so maybe they were on the trails waiting for service? Or maybe they were other white guys with the same urges as me, hoping for release. Only one way to find out.

I took a swig of water and got out of my car, grabbing a small gym bag I had bought for holding my stuff and a few supplies. I had done a fair bit of research these last days, so in my bag was a towel for the ground and another I could use to pad the bench; a small battery powered light just in case it got too dark; some packs of wet-wipes; and a few small bottles of lube. Posts online said that someone would likely walk off with a bottle, so multiples made better sense in the long run. I had left my phone at home, and my car key I now slipped into my sock inside my shoe for maximum protection.

The moon shone reasonably bright as I started walking to the trail, dressed for ease and adventure. A blue T-shirt stretched across my torso, a generic ball cap backwards on my head, grey sweat pants with an elastic waist for quick dropping to my commando mode beneath, and sneakers that could get dirty if need-be. When I looked in the mirror earlier, I fit the definition of a cute white boy, younger than I really was. Up the trail, down the side path, the hum of crickets and leaves underfoot. I finally found some tall hedges, on the other side of which were two backless benches about ten feet apart. I didn’t see anyone else, so I set up my spot as planned; first towel on the ground, second one folded up on the bench as a pillow, I knelt down by the bench and tucked the bag underneath. I lay my chest down on the now-padded bench, turned my head to the side, and reached back to lower my waistband to expose the first few inches of ass crack. I fingered some lube into my hole and stored the bottle conveniently trapped by the elastic. Now it was a waiting game to see how long before I rabbitted.

Lucky for me, I soon heard a twig snap and a low whistle behind me. Part of me wanted to turn and meet the newcomer, but I stayed in position and let events unfold.

“Mmmm-hmmm, finally got some white boy pussy this week.” I heard close behind me. “Been needing this fo sure.” I trembled as his hands caressed my body as he knelt behind me. He put his mouth close to my ear and whispered “You want this black cock, dontcha boy?”

“Yes, please” I whispered back. One hand felt my chest inside my shirt and tweaked my nipple. Then he pulled my shirt up and off my head so he could fondle my entire torso. He leaned his firm chest on my back so he could run his tongue along my neck and then tongued my ear lobe. I felt his hot breath on my ear as he whispered “Yeah, I know you do. I got a slab of meat that needs a cute hole. Gonna fill you with my cream. I want you to squeal for me when you take my dick.” As he whispered in my ear I felt my sweats pulled down to my knees and a finger found my hole.

“Nice, you already got it prepped for me.” He grabbed my arm and pulled it back to his cock. I wrapped my hand around a nice sized shaft, already fully hard. I felt a spot of cold squeezed into my hand, lube, which I used to jacked him a bit. Soon he brushed my hand away and moved into position. His mushroom head was pushing into my crack searching for the treasure. Found! The head slipped in along with several inches, causing a sharp intake of breath on my part.

“Bingo! Oooh, that’s a nice tight pussy. Gonna stretch you open boy.” I just whimpered as he pushed his shaft inside steadily, not waiting for me to get used to it. In a few seconds he was fully inside, I could feel his pubes brushing my ass cheeks. Then quickly he pulled almost completely out and thrust in again, one swift motion.

“Fuuuuck! God damn that’s tight.” He repeated the quick motion three more times rapidly, each time with more force. “That what you want white boy? Huh?”

“Yes, fuck me!”

“Damn straight.” He slapped my ass cheek. “Take all this black dick boy!” He grabbed my arms and folded them along my back, holding them tight as he pounded my ass, slamming into me over and over. Waves of pleasure shot through me as he forced his cock deep inside.

“You ready for these babies boy? Cuz you about to get your first load of the night.” With that he slammed deep and held tight as I felt spurt after spurt of warm jizz coat my insides. I heard his grunting orgasm cascade with each spurt, until he let go of my arms and collapsed his chest onto my back. He lay there for several seconds then eased up and I felt his softening cock slide out.

“That ass good?” I heard a new voice ask, from off to the side.

“Sure looked good from here.” Another voice said. In my pleasure at the experience I had not heard an audience develop. I looked up to see three more black men around me in addition to the one behind me. All looked to be in their twenties, and all were working their exposed cocks.

“Damn straight, this pussy was tight on my cock. You all def going to enjoy it!” I heard my first cock alpha tell the others. “Boy wants black cocks, best to give him what he came for.” A chorus of chuckles enjoyed the idea.

“Don’t have to tell me twice.” Another man slipped down and rapidly slid inside me. His cock was thinner, so he was able to plunge deep with one thrust. “Oh, fuck!” I exclaimed at the unexpected penetration.

A hard slap across my butt. “Shut up and take this nigga dick honkey.” He began pistoning into me.

“I can keep his mouth occupied.” a voice in front of me said. This new man grabbed my hair to raise my face up an I was eye to cock with a big ebony shaft, mostly soft but big and veiny. “Open up boy.” I eagerly opened wide and he plunged on in. Holding my ears, he proceeded to face-fuck me with a steady rhythm in sync with the dick behind me. They played a bit, one pushing in while other pulling out, then switching to both in and out at same time. My mind was swirling and my body was vibrating in pleasure.

“Uhhh-unnn, grrggg!” My back-door alpha grunted a feral orgasm as he filled me with another load. “Damn that pussy good. We ain’t had some sweet young pussy like this in a long time here.”

My mouth assailant agreed. “Yeah, usually old farts huh. This one got a nice throat too. But I want that ass now.” He pulled out of my mouth and quickly shuffled around to my bussy. I knew already he was thick, and now I really felt it. Even after two previous dicks, he was so wide it took effort. I felt the pressure of his head on my ring, putting up a defense against the size.

“Come on boy, let me in there. Ain’t no resisting, you’re gonna take this big black dick one way or another.”

“I’m trying, Sir.” Its just so thick.” I whimpered back.

“Here, this will help.” Another one of the black men shook a little bottle and held it to my nose. I inhaled deeply in one nostril then the other, and a wave of relaxation washed over me. All of a sudden I shuddered as the big cock popped through and rammed into my love canal. It was euphoric!

“Yeah, that’s it. Poppers help you take this meat. I ain’t all the way in yet, so get ready!” With that he slammed his entire shaft into my hole with a force that moved the bench a few inches. “Fuck yeah, that’s so warm and tight! Mmmmmmm.” He pulled out and slammed in again. “You like that, bitch? You like that big black fuckstick in your pussy?” He was plunging in fast and hard now, basically on top of me and pistoning me into the bench. “Well? Tell me you want it, bitch!” He smacked me upside my head.

“Oh, oh. Fuck that’s big. Yes Sir, I want it. Fuck this white boy with your big black cock, please!”

“Damn straight. JJ use his mouth. You’ll be up next in this sweet hole.” The fourth alpha walked up and shoved another dick in my mouth. He didn’t move much, so I started to actively suck him off, tonguing up and down, swirling along the new shaft. He hummed in appreciation, as I used the momentum of the fucking to propel myself along his shaft, deepthroating it repeatedly. I was rewarded with a steady bit of precum and happy sounds from above me. The current spitroasting went on for a nice few minutes, allowing me to really get into a groove on JJ’s cock in my mouth while impaled on the massive fuckstick behind me. But eventually…

“God damn this boy hole’s good. I’m gonna bust!” I felt a third load flood my guts from the thick tool inside. It was like a firehose. “Shit, that hole sucking my pipe clean. This is grade A boy pussy here.” More chuckles from the whacking onlookers. Seems I was a hit here in the hedges.

“JJ come get your turn.” The dick escaped my mouth and soon nestled in my back end happily. I looked around with my mouth open ready for another pole. I figured someone was still needing service. “Looks like he’s eager for more, ha!” said someone. “Yes please.” I replied.

“I know that mouth is good. Had it a few weeks ago.” A familiar figure stepped up to my mouth. Rex! “Open that throat bitch. I’ll use it to get going, but this time I want to finish in that sweet wet pussy, alright JJ.”

JJ just grunted his assent and continued to fuck my ass in a mellow rhythm, not in a hurry like the others. I settled back into my double-ended pace, swallowing all I could of Rex’s beautiful ebony pole. Maybe I was fooling myself, but I think I recognized his smell from the last time, that musk that so intoxicated me in my own home. I breathed deeply of it again on every downstroke, letting it act on my mind and banish rational thought. How had I missed this experience all my life?

Slurp – Stroke – Slurp -Stroke – Slurp… On an on until JJ finally picked up his pace in order to climax. JJ was hammering my ass with his strokes and grunting near continuously, then “Aaaaaghhhh!” bellowed forth as he stopped deep in my ass and shot his load inside to join the other loads. In a flash, Rex pulled out of my mouth and practically ran around to my bussy. The pull-out and new insertion was quick, not allowing any of the cum time to leak out.

“Hell yeah, I love a cummy pussy!” Rex exclaimed.” Time to churn some butter, LOL.” He wasted no time, fucking with long strokes that would often pull out completely and shove back in. I could feel the previous loads being splattered across my ass and back.

“Fuck… that’s hot.”

“Churn that pussy up!”

“White boy getting a full time to-night. LOL” the onlookers were clearly enjoying the show. I glanced around as best I could; maybe there were a few more than before? Hard to tell, as the pounding made my vision jumpy. I grabbed the bench and held on while Rex used me as his personal fleshlight. I was whimpering in extasy and out of mind with the fucking I was receiving, which went on for quite a while before Rex howled and shot his load, pumping load after load while still fucking like a speeding train. The sound sent me over the edge, and I felt my little pecker shoot a huge load without me even touching it. Best orgasm ever!

Finally, Rex slowed and stopped. My body hung limp on the bench still impaled on his softening cock. Several of the hovering black alphas, sensing this was the climax of the night stepped up and shot their loads across my back, and one lifted my head up to cover my face with his milky load, then rubbed his fingers through the jizz and fed it to me.

I was spent, and rested while I heard the others slowly button themselves up and disappear into the night. Eventually I lifted myself up and used the towel and wet wipes to clean up as best I could. A lighter flared off to the side and lit a cigarette, one remaining alpha watching me.

“You were amazing boy. Definitely the best Jack of Spades been back here in a long while.”

“Jack of Spades? What’s that mean?”

“That’s you, a beta white boy who loves to serve black alpha cocks. Jacks usually get a tattoo on their arm or ass to show black alphas their commitment to serving black kings. I know a tattoo artist who will ink you for a blow job, if you want.”

“Sure, couldn’t hurt to have the info.” I said as I pulled my pants up and found my shirt. I lifted my bag and he handed me a scrap a paper.

“Come back on some weekend. Good as your pussy is, you could get two or three times as much dick, easily.” He smacked my ass and headed off into the trees, leaving me alone with my thoughts, and the memory of what just happened.

Come back? You better believe I would!