My business trip had started out great, what with the several BBC in the airport (see last chapter). The flight to Jackson had been smooth, and my Uber had now dropped me off at the Marriot, my home for the next week. Upscale but not too pricey, perfect for the mid-range sales-rep I was. Hopefully a safe place to have some fun too.
I checked-in quickly and headed to the elevators. As I waited for the doors to open, a pair of ebony men in trunks and towels strolled up, returning from the pool by the looks of it. They looked around my age; their chests were sculpted nicely, strong legs, and both were taller than I was. They chatted to each other and ignored me as we all stepped into the box. I discretely continued to check them out as we ascended the hotel; or so I thought. As the doors opened and they sauntered out of the elevator, one of them turned back and smiled at me.
“If you want to do more than look at us, we’re in room 522.” He grabbed his package through his trunks to emphasize the point.
“Give me 20 minutes,” I replied and returned the smile. He gave me a thumbs-up as the doors closed. Fantastic! Two BBC and I hadn’t even gotten to my room yet. This was going to be a fun trip.
I got off on my floor and quickly opened my door. It was a small suite, with a sitting area in front and the bedroom further on. I dropped my luggage on the bed, stripped, and started the shower. While it got to temperature, I prepped myself with my travel supplies, glad I had come prepared.
After a quick scrub to wash away the plane and get my body smelling nice, I rifled through my bag to get dressed. I had a few new jock straps I had just bought online and chose a bright yellow jock with “Built for BBC” written across the back waistband. Perfect. Over that I pulled on some cargo shorts and a simple black T-shirt. I slipped on some flip-flops as I headed for the door, barely remembering to grab my room keycard and slip it in my shorts. A quick trip back down to the fifth floor, and I was at room 522’s door, twenty minutes on the dot.
I knocked sharply, and the door swung open to reveal the smile from before, still in his swim trunks. “Damn, you’re an eager boy, ain’t ya?” He stepped back to allow me to enter, then closed the door quickly after. I looked around and saw they had a suite similar to mine. “I’m Andre. My brother Darren is back here.” He walked through the sitting area to the other room. I stripped quickly down to my jockstrap and followed.
Entering the bedroom, I saw it had two queen beds. On the nearer one was the man from earlier, Darren. He was sprawled naked, his long ebony torso glistening, from a recent shower I guessed. On the other bed was another naked black man, lighter skinned but equally fit and hung with a beautiful uncut cock.
“That there is Bobby, and Shawn is showering, be out soon. They’re our cousins. We all back home for a family reunion. I figured if you down for two BBC, a few more would be fine.” Andre smiled at me as he dropped his trunks to reveal an anaconda of a BBC.
I smiled back. “You figured right.” I spun around to reveal my jock’s writing, as well as the jack-of-spades tattoo on my ass. “I love to serve black men with my holes.”
“I can see that. Got yourself properly marked and everything. Sweet. Well climb on up and start sucking someone. We all need release, gonna fill you up proper.”
I just smiled and jumped up onto the bed with Darren. His cock lay along his thigh, just starting to grow, and with a large set of balls splayed below. I quickly started to service the nuts, rolling them around in my mouth, breathing in the musk that had me hooked on BBC. I traded off back and forth, my tongue dancing around the delicious orbs.
“Yeah, that’s good there cracker. Work them nuts. Fuck boys, he’s going to town on my balls!”
“That’s a good whore, knows how to treat a black man’s eggs. Get em warmed up to produce more batter for their breeding.” Bobby commented from the other bed.
I now moved up from the balls, licking his shaft from the base to the tip before swallowing the shaft completely, burying my nose in his pubes. I just held myself there, reveling in the pole filling my mouth, my tongue moving along the veins, until I had to come up for air.
“Fuuuuuucccckkkk!!” Darren exclaimed. “White boy’s got skills for sure.”
I just smiled and went to town, bobbing along his shaft at a nice pace. After a few minutes, Andre came over and knelt on the bed; it wasn’t long before his monster was smacking my cheek, wanting some service as well. I looked up and saw Bobby sitting on the edge of the other bed watching intently and slowly stroking himself. I switched over to Andre, making sure that Darren’s meat had at least my right hand keeping him going. He was too long to swallow completely, at least in this position, so I was content to slobber along as much as I could. I went back and forth between the two cocks, making sure they both were properly served.
Suddenly I felt my ass-cheeks being spread and a digit teased my rosebud.
“Damn, this is a nice pink little hole he’s got. Looks way too small to take black dick.”
I freed my mouth briefly and looked back at the voice, a new black man with beautiful abs and a navy tattoo on his pec. Shawn, I assumed.
“Don’t worry, I keep it trained to be tight for proper service, but it takes BBC just fine.” I plunged back onto the pair of cocks, allowing both tips to fill my mouth, my tongue tracing a figure eight loop around the mushroom tops. The men rubbed my head in appreciation.
Shawn spat on my hole and started to tickle the pucker with his tongue. It felt amazing as he worked back and forth, his long tongue alternating with an ever-increasing number of fingers. I purred contentedly.
“OK, I got him humming and ready. You two get back here while Bobby and I get some of that good mouth work you been hoggin.”
Andre piped up “He ain’t gonna be ready for me until all three of you breed him. But Darren can fuck him while you two get head. I’ma watch a while.” With that the men flipped me around in a 180 and on my back. Darren’s face smiled down at me. “I like to see the face when I enter a white boy.” He pushed my legs up and back. The other two men grabbed a leg each as they positioned their ebony members astride my face.
Darren lubed up and entered me in one quick stroke. I felt the familiar rush as his cock brushed my prostate, causing my face to light up. He bent me in two and started pistoning inside me like a jackhammer. Meanwhile, the two cock in my face demanded attention as they lined up on either side of me. I traded off, first left, then right, trying to get as much cock inside my mouth as possible. I especially paid attention to the uncut beauty, running my tongue inside the foreskin on each pass.
“Fuck, this pussy is good! I’m about to fill him deep.” Darren let loose with a series of grunts, and I felt a firehose of cum shooting inside me. “Fuck, I needed that. Prolly shot a gallon at least.”
“Well, I did tell him we’re gonna fill him up, LOL.”
Shawn pulled his cock free of my mouth and bounced to my other end. “I’m ready for that pussy. Don’t want to pop in that mouth.” He lifted my legs again to expose my hole and dived right in, the path well lubed by Darren’s load slowly leaking out. “Yes, love a cummy white slut.”
Bobby, now with my mouth to himself, flipped around and straddled my neck. “Open that mouth bitch, I’m gonna fuck it proper.” He held my head by the sides and began to thrust deep. “Fantastic! Bitch ain’t got no gag reflex.” He took full advantage of the discovery, using my mouth as a cocksleeve for his fuckstick. It didn’t take them long to sync up their rhythms, and I was in white boy heaven, bouncing in time to two black men using me as their sex toy. Every-so-often Bobby would stop with his dick buried in my throat, waiting for my throat to convulse around him due to needing oxygen. I knew that men liked that feeling and would not hurt me, so I let it happen. The duo used me like this for about ten minutes until I heard Shawn exclaim “I’m getting close here.” Bobby quickly pulled out and swung around. “I wanna see you shoot on him,” he told his buddy.
Shawn quickened his pace, clearly on the edge of popping, and right as he started to shoot, he whipped it out of my ass, hosing down my cock and chest with seven volleys of gooey cum. “That was fly!” He expressed, as he rubbed his cock through the load on my belly.
Bobby lifted my head and guided my mouth to Shawn’s goo-covered cock. “Be a good slut and clean him up.” Having learned early never to waste black seed, I eagerly licked and swallowed the ebony lollipop, sending Bobby in to shudders as I cleaned his now sensitive pole. Then Shawn scooped the rest from my chest and fed me, staring as I sucked the cum from his fingers. “Fuck, that’s hot.”
“Yeah, but he’s got more dick to take.” I heard Andre say. He pulled my head down and over the mattress edge, creating a straight tunnel for his length all the way down my throat. “Let’s see how deep we can get,” he smiled as he began feeding his lengthy shaft inside my waiting mouth. He was long but at least thin, so I had no trouble taking the length all the way.
“Da-amn. Boy took it all the way first pass!” I heard one of the others, I think it was Darren, say.
“That throat feels good, spasming round my cock, Fuck!” Andre exclaimed when he finally pulled out to give me air.
“Not my first BBC. I have developed the skills needed for proper service.”
“Well hot damn, no one ever takes it all. I’m gonna savor that mouth, and still breed that pussy,” Andre replied.
Meanwhile, Bobby was getting ready to enter my other hole. He was popping the cock-head in and out, having fun teasing me. But once Andre was hilt-deep again down my throat, Bobby went hilt deep as well. I was impaled like a pig on a spit but enjoyed it a lot more.
Andre pulled out to give me a breath, then plunged back in. A few seconds later, Bobby pulled out to the tip, slamming back inside with force just as Andre pulled out again. They worked up a rhythm like they were playing tug-of-war, each one’s cock forcing the other one out. The other two men egged it on, so I felt like I was at the center of some long simmering sport contest between the two cousins. The whole vibe was testosterone-heavy with combat and conquest, with me as the battlefield. It was glorious.
Eventually all good things must end, and this battle did with Bobby slamming back in of rhythm and bellowing a sex moan as he flooded my guts with his load. Andre pulled out of me, just in case I bit down as I was hammered by Bobby’s forceful thrusts and explosions.
“Fuuuucck, that was fantastic!” Bobby said as he came down from his orgasm high. “Best nut I think I ever had!”
“I agree, you two were fierce with that spit-roasting. I was in Heaven.” I replied.
“You ain’t quite done yet. They broke you in, now it’s time for me to get mine. I like it doggy, and I like it rough. You ready to take it?” Andre stared at me intently as he explained his desires.
“Absolutely!” I smiled. I jumped around and got into position; face down ass up. I put my hands behind my back where he could use them for reins. As he climbed up on the bed behind me, I made my busy wink and got a whistle of appreciation in response.
Suddenly my torso was lifted a bit, and Darren slipped in between me and the bed, then lowered my head to his chest. “I like to watch from here and listen to the sluts whimpering when my bro goes balls deep inside their pussy.”
“LOL, I ain’t never seen Andre fuck no one, but I can’t imagine he can fit all that up in there.” One of the cousins chuckled in reply. “Boy is def gonna be whimpering.”
“If they ain’t cryin, I ain’t tryin’, LOL” I heard Andre chant from my backside area. I braced myself for the pounding about to happen.
Andre entered me easily, since I had been spread a bit by the other three and had two loads of cum for lube. But his length meant he slowed a bit eventually, discovering new territory to plunder.
“Yeah, there it is, that spot only I can get to. Like popping a new cherry!” With a push of power, he thrust quickly past the resistance, earning the first of many yelps from me; just as he wanted.
He proceeded to pound my hole quickly. He was squatting above me, hands gripping mine in the center of my back, pummeling my hole with long fast strokes.
Darren cooed in my ear “That’s it baby, take that big black cock inside you. You been wanting Andre since the elevator ride, now he gone bust your pussy up.”
“MmmHmm…” I let a bit of tremble enter my voice. “That’s a big black dick! Go slower please.” I didn’t really want him to slow down, but I could tell everyone present was getting off on the power fuck being given, including me, so I played my role.
“Shut up and take it bitch! This hole is mine, and you’re gonna feel (thrust) every (thrust) inch of it.”
“You tell him Andre! White boys need to love opening their holes for big black cocks.” Shawn cheered.
“I don’t care if he loves it. He gonna take this cock whether he wants to or not!” Andre replied.
My play-acting may have been too good; he was really fucking me hard! I was involuntarily whimpering a bit now, really feeling the power of his anaconda inside me. Darren continued nibbling and licking my earlobes, telling me how good a fuck I was, While Andre fucked like a wildman.
“Fuck him deeper! I wanna see jizz shoot out his nose you so deep.” Bobby chimed in.
Andre roared like a wild animal and speared me as deep as he could before unleashing a firehose of cum inside me. I had never been bred this fiercely before, and I was numb and in ecstasy at the same time. His energy spent, Andre collapsed on my back before rolling over onto the bed, breathing hard. I lay spent across Darren’s chest.
We all enjoyed the quiet bliss of post-sex stupor for a few minutes, Until the bed shook as they all started moving again. Darren lifted me off of him and helped me stand up, my legs still wobbly from that final fucking. He handed me a damp towel to clean myself up a bit.
I heard the rest of them in the bathroom cleaning up as I made my way back to the front room to get dressed. As I slipped my sandals on to head out, Andre and Bobby came back to me, both still nude and wet from a quick shower. “My man, that was fantastic! How long are you in town?”
“Through the weekend.” I replied.
“We got us a few more days here ourselves. Maybe we get together again this week? We got some more cousins and such, live here, we could invite over, whore you out.”
“Sounds good. I’m here on business, so I’m not sure what my schedule will be like, if I will have dinner with some clients or such. But I’m definitely down for a round two with your family and friends. Here’s my number. Text me your digits and we’ll make something happen one night.”
“Aight, that’s fly. Will do.” Andre smiled that smile again, winking as he closed the door. I walked slowly back to the elevators; I could still feel the pounding in my ass. Time for a hot soak in the tub in my room, then off to bed to be ready to face the meetings tomorrow.
