Certain Type of Man

Discovering Raunch

I ventured back out into the club, hoping I would not run across Steve, and if I did, would certainly apologize. But I didn't have to. He was in the dark room getting fucked by Jay while sucking another guy. I stood and watch him service two Black men and was envious of his talent as he never missed a beat despite getting rammed hard by Jay while being face fucked by another guy. I stood and watched the action.

Across the room I saw a hot looking man standing alone. He was a dark skinned, chunky, young guy in his early 20's. I went over and stood close to him so I could get a better look and see if he was interested in me. We stood silently for a few minutes, watching the action when we finally caught each other's eye.

"How you doing?" he asked. He appeared rough by his voice and body language, addition to the several tattoos he had over his upper body.

"Good thanks, you?

"Doing alright." He had a toothpick in his mouth and continued to work it

as he gazed at the action of someone giving head just a few feet from us. He reached over and felt my nipple, pulling on it. I moaned softly in pleasure and by the fact that he was interested in me. I reached and did the same, playing with his soft nipples on his chest that was big and firm, but not toned. He took my hand and placed it on his dick which was rock hard, but not real big, about 5-6 but fairly thick. I played with it for a few before he gave the orders.

"Suck it." He took off his towel and stood straight up, hands on hips as I got on my knees and took him inside my mouth. He had just showered so his dick smelled of soap. I sucked him slowly and stopped to lick his tightly packed balls but he guided my head back onto his dick. He pulled out and took my chin in his hands, looking me straight in the eyes with his.

"You don't want this dick?"

"Yeah I do."

"Then act like it boy."

That was my clue to suck him harder and faster which I immediately began to do as he aggressively stuck his hard dick back in my mouth.

"There you go," he said, beginning to thrust into my mouth. Soon after he had me by the ears and was power fucking my mouth. He slammed his groin into my mouth, tight wiry pubes pressing against my nose, balls pressed on chin and began to orgasm. I could feel the rush of sperm through his cock before it flooded my mouth. His moan was almost animalistic, his head rolling as he shot a huge load of jiz down my throat. I stayed in position until he gradually loosened the force on the back of my head when I was able back off of him. Before I had the chance, he pushed my head off him, nearly causing me to fall over and walked away. I was surprised by his behavior but not upset. I enjoyed the time when I was Leo's submissive fuck toy and this brought back good memories. When I got up there was no sign of Steve or the men he was servicing.

I had to see the guy that I just blew in more light so I went to the locker room, thinking he would be leaving. The locker room had a few guys coming in, but no sign of him.

The glory hole room was now filled to capacity with guys sucking dick. I went to the top area where the guys were standing and saw several hot men getting their dicks sucked. One guy in particular was getting my attention – a chubby, bald black guy wearing leather chaps and harness who was pressed against the wood partition getting head. I walked into the top row, looking at all the bare asses, some pale white, some brown, some black, some skinny some big, all different sizes and colors. I got behind the chubby guy and stood for a minute behind him, admiring his round hairy ass. I reached out and felt it and in return the guy reached back and felt my dick, which was now growing. We played with each other for a few minutes when he turned around and faced me, his dick, semi hard, about 7- 8 thick inches. He was a very handsome guy, probably late 40s, with a hairy chest that was slightly graying and a nice rounded belly that stuck out from his leather harness.

"Don't let me keep you from a good blow job," I said.

"It wasn't a good blow job," he said and laughed, pointing to his dick, now softening.

"Well I'd like to see if I could do better," I said, reaching out and playing with his penis.

"Be my guest. Go for it."

"Here?

"Yeah, go around and I'll put it through."

I went to the bottom row and saw his dick hanging out of the glory hole so immediately went to work on it. I was enjoying the sight of guys lined up sucking dick. Within minutes he was fully hard – an impressive, extremely fat 8-9 inches which was getting my mouth and jaw tired after at least 10 minutes of sucking. ‘No wonder the other guy left,’ I thought to myself. I started to jack him to give my mouth a break but that got him lose his erection and pull out. He walked around the partitions and I got up to meet him.

"That was some damn good head man. Why'd you stop?" he said, groping my dick.

"Sorry man, jaw was getting tired."

He laughed. "Oh yeah? And why would that be?" he joked

"You know you got a big one man."

"It'll do. Follow me," he said as he headed way from the row of glory holes to a part of the club I had not been before. We went through a plastic curtain into a room designed for bondage with slings cages, a wall area with leg and hand cuffs and other equipment. A large, bearish guy was there to screen guys who wanted to enter.

"You need leather guy," he said to me.

The guy I was with (didn't know his name) took off his harness and placed it on me, leaving him with just his chaps and boots. I stood there wearing the harness and towel feeling a bit out of place. My friend snatched the towel off me leaving me with just the harness.

The guy waved us through, and I was able to scope out the entire scene. There was a white guy on all fours wearing a dog collar who was getting fucked by a muscular white man while sucking the dick of another.

Most of the equipment was being used with various acts of punishment going on, from paddling to whips to guys getting fucked in slings.

"Choose your weapon my man," my guy said to me.

"I've never done anything like this before. This is amazing," I said.

"I've been watching you for awhile and I know you like the Black dick so that's why I brought you in here. We'll start you out easy. C'mon."

He led me to a wooden cross with leg and arm chains. "Go ahead get on it."

I was very reluctant to join in the scene. "I don't know man – like I said – never done anything like this before."

"Won't know until you try." He smiled an evil grin. “Either you get in that thing or you got to go. Now play nice."

‘What the hell,’ I thought. I felt this was a good time to be adventurous and was curious about this level of BDSM.

 "Let's try it," I said. I got up against the cross and waited for further direction.

"Turn around," my buddy said.

 I wasn't sure by having my ass exposed if that meant I was going to get fucked and I thought I'd make it clear that I didn't want that.

"I really can't get fucked man."

"Kind of late for that. You got a nice white booty,” he said while fastening the chains around my legs and wrists, then removing the harness that I wore to get in. I stood completely naked, in chains, ass out, waiting to see what happened next. It was too late to go back – I just knew I was going to have to take dick.

"Hang in there buddy, it'll be just a few minutes." He slapped my bare ass hard as he left.

"For what?" I asked as he left out. But he either he did not hear me or cared not to answer. I stood there for the next few minutes wondering what I had gotten myself into. My arms were getting tired and hands were getting numb. I was wiggling around to get the blood flowing when my friend came back, this time with a large, muscular black man wearing a leather skirt and hood and holding what looked like a whip.

"This is Devin, you're going to provide him pleasure for a few. Be sure to properly thank him when he's through." He tightened my shackles and whispered to me, "Mastiff when you've had enough."

"Mastiff?" I had no idea what he was talking about.

"Safe word. Use it when you can't take no more, but not too soon."

"Oh fuck." I said, fearing that I was going to get bloodied and marked.

He finished adjusting the straps. "I'll be right here."

Devin stepped up and stroked the whip across my buttocks, then ran his hand across it, grabbing each cheek then slapping them. He moved the whip to my upper back and hit it with enough force to be felt, but surprisingly not painful. This went on for a few minutes, back and forth between my back and ass when I felt the sting of a hard hit on my upper back. I held on without letting on that the whipping was now painful until I received a furious strike against my ass. I screamed out in pain and was breathing hard trying to endure when Devin came up behind me, and grabbed me by the hair. "What's the matter boy, can't take it?"

"That hurt like hell." I was still writhing in pain.

"So you're a pussy boy?" he yanked my head back further. I could see my friend standing and watching. I was hoping he would try to convince Devin into easing up.

"No, I just never been whipped,” I said, trying to endure the stinging.

"Address me as sir, boy."

"Yes sir." The pain had begun to subside when Devin looked at my friend, who nodded his head in the affirmative. Devin stepped back and gave another whack across my upper back, which hurt, but not as much as the one across my ass, but I couldn't take any more.

"Mastiff!” I said loud enough for my buddy to hear. The whipping stopped, and he came over to release me.

"Couldn't hang huh?" he said as he undid the chains.

"Hell no, that shit hurt like hell."

He laughed. "Most guys don't last don't worry about it. But...now you got to pay the price."

"Actually, I'm ready to go,” I said, not interested in going any further.

"Sorry man, there's something you got to do before you leave. If you had just hung in there for a few more minutes," he said, looking directly at me.

"Look, I really didn't know what to expect. I tried man. Can I go?"

He shook his head no and before he undid the last chain, he informed me of my punishment.

"You got some brothers who are going to piss on you, including myself. Since you couldn't take the flogging you need to do this to be respected. Otherwise, you’ll have to go.”

"You can do that?” I asked out of disbelief. “I don't know about this." ‘What the fuck had I gotten myself into?’ I asked myself. My ass and back had stopped stinging but my ego was still hurt. I succumbed to his request.

"Yeah, Devin does not play. You really need to do this man,” he said, grabbing me by the arm and leading me away.

I was led into a different shower room, much smaller, with two Black guys and one white bearish guy. To make thing worse I was going to get pissed in front of guys. I hoped nobody I talked to earlier was present to see this humiliating act.

"Kneel down," my friend instructed me, and I did as told. One of the guys following us told me to put my hands behind my back, then tied them when I did, then pulled his dick out of his yellow (how appropriate) jock strap and released a steady stream of piss on my chest. My friend did the same after he got out of his chaps and I felt the warm shower of two guys pissing on me. "Not bad," I thought until the guy behind me got in front of me. He was muscular and dark skinned, naked and displaying a soft 8 inch dick, beautifully veined and extremely thick. As I was admiring the sight he told me to do what I feared.

"Open your mouth boy." He said in a deeply masculine voice. There was no way I was going to let anyone piss in my mouth.

"Man, I don't think so." I was defiant which really set him off.

"Motherfucker, you better open your goddamn mouth." The other guys had backed off when they finished pissing on me. I looked at my friend and he shook his head to let me know needed to do as told.

He told my friend, "You better tell this motherfucker to open his mouth."

"Open your mouth man."

At that point I just wanted it over. Within seconds after opening my mouth the muscular guy pissed in it. I was surprised that his piss was clear and not yellow. But I could  not swallow. I let it fill my mouth and the rest run out down my chin and throat. It was warm and salty. He finished by pissing on my face.

"Good boy," he said, grabbing my hair and pulling my head back. Then he spit on my face. "Next time, take your whipping." A few other guys that were in the shower laughed softly and spoke something in Spanish while looking at me.

I was again surprised by the level of humiliation I was not only willing to endure, but strangely enjoying it. My buddy came over to me and helped me up, then unfastened the restraints.

"Let's get you cleaned up." He led me to the shower and turned it on for me, and lathered me up. Despite the fact that he just pissed all over me I did like this guy. He was very warm and helpful.

"How's my back and ass looking?" I asked.

"Not bad, a little red. The whip he used won't leave marks believe it or not." The soap stung a bit but paled in comparison to the lashing I got. As he was washing my back he pressed up against me, his dick, which was hard was rubbing between my cheeks. He reached around and pinched my nipples while he was continuing to grind me from behind.

"Bend over," he said to me. I did as told, wanting to get fucked but knowing I could stop it at anytime. I bend over and grabbed my ankles, still sore from the cuffs. He got behind me, spread my cheeks and licked and ate my ass while the hot water poured down on us. While that was going on a hot dark-skinned Latino guy walked into the shower. He was about 6-foot, 280#, brown skinned, beautiful rounded ass, and a nicely hung uncut dick.

My buddy got up from eating my ass and we stood together, him behind me, held close together. My dick was fully hard now with the feeling of this big man behind me rubbing his dick on my ass. I wanted to get fucked badly and weighed the consequences of me telling Leo I had broken our ground rules. I definitely knew I had to have safe sex if I did. I noticed the Latino guy watching us and his dick was growing.

"You like that big dicked Puerto Rican?"

"Yeh, he's hot man."

My friend motioned for him to come over and join us, which he did. By this time, I realize that this guy was well known and had a lot of connections.

He pressed me down from behind to get in position to suck him so I squatted down and took his dick in my mouth. He put his hands on my head and guided me how he wanted it, slow and steady. While I was sucking I felt my asshole being explored by a finger.

"Get on all fours," my buddy said. I got in position but couldn't suck dick well with the wet floor. The Latino guy stepped back and jacked his dick.

"You gonna fuck him bro?" he asked with a heavy accent.

"Yeah, but not here."

"Well, let him take care of me first man. He was doing a good job."

He got closer to me and I looked back at my friend to see what my next move

should be.

"Go ahead man." I got back in position to give head and gave the Latino guy a good sucking when my friend joined in, putting his dick near my lips. I went back and forth sucking the two of them when the Latino guy busted a huge load on my face when I was sucking my friend. He shot a good 6-7 strong strings of cum before he finished. My buddy used his cock to slide the sperm across my face an into my mouth.

The Latino guy was very satisfied. "Damn that was some good head man. Stick around and I'll get that ass."

“Let’s go, time for me to breed that ass,” said my buddy, helping me up.

While following him to destinations unknown, he was stopped by an employee of the club who looked concerned. After a brief conversation, he told me that had something to take care of, and to go about my business. I was mostly relieved that I would have kept my promise to Leo and I returned to the locker room. After taking a shot of whiskey that Leo left, I decided to go around one more time before I headed back to the hotel. The place had really emptied with a few scattered guys still making out and fucking. After looking for a few minutes, I headed back to the locker room when I saw a guy who looked like Jay standing at the end of a dark row of booths, so I went to talk to him. When I got closer I saw that he was not Jay. I nodded to him as I passed by and he returned with a nod of his own. He was a very hot man, stood about 6'2 and weighed about 300 pounds with a nice solid body that was neither flabby nor muscular. I walked past him and continued on, hoping he would follow me which he did not. I walked back around to where he was and stood nearby, checking out the protrusion from his towel. He pulled out his dick and started jacking it and I did the same. He went into a nearby booth so got into the one next door to him and watched him jack some more. His dick was pretty impressive, about 8 and thick. He knew I was in the booth and stuck his dick though for me to suck, which I did for a few minutes before he pulled out and whispered through the hole.

"Open your door, I'm coming over." he said.

Ho stood up and came into my booth. Immediately I squatted and began to blow him. He was very verbal and obviously enjoyed the head he was receiving. He pulled my head off his dick and helped me stand up in the small booth, aggressively sucking and biting on my nipples while playing with my dick. Then he squatted before me and expertly sucked my dick, then licked my balls. He would take each one in his mouth and gently work on it then give my entire sack a good tongue bath.

"Turn around, let me see that ass," he said. I turned around and he right away plunged his tongue into my hole and ate me out for a good 10 minutes. His oral skills were something I had never experienced before. He stood up and pressed his dick up against my ass, spreading my cheeks to have access to my hole.

"Better not man, have to be getting back." I responded. He continued to rub on my ass, his breathing heavy and horny.

"C'mon man, you can't get a brother worked up like this and not give up some ass." He took may arms and placed them over my head on the wall, kissing and licking my neck.

"I got a man I have to get back to," I said, trying to get out of the situation.

"Shit, he don't have to know." He continued the pressure on my arms and started to work his dick into my ass. I was getting very much aroused by his insistence and his sexual prowess and decided to give in. I stuck my ass out and invited him in.

"That's it. I knew you wanted this big black dick." He said from behind me, licking my neck and ears fervently. Unable to get his dick in he tried spit but to no avail. The girth of his dick and my tightness made it too uncomfortable for both of us.

"Damn, you're tight." I could feel him getting softer and was again both disappointed and relived. But this man wasn't about to give up. "Let's go back to my place," he said.

"I don't have a lot of time, I really got to be going." I turned around, and faced him, our dicks touching each others, still half hard.

He gently kissed me and worked my mouth well. This was one hot man whose level of lust I had never experienced. He reached around and played with my hole. "I got to get in there baby."

It was like I had the little devils on my shoulders, one saying be good and go home, the other saying to get some good action. I gave in to horniness.

"Okay, but I can't stay long," I managed to say between kisses.

"Cool! Let's go. I live right around the corner." He left out of the booth and I followed him to the locker room where we dressed and conversed. I found out that his name was Billy and he was a computer technician that worked in San Francisco. He lived just a couple blocks away from the club in a modest, unkempt apartment.

"What can I get you to drink my man?" he said, trying to clear the bed and furniture from clothes and other items.

"Got any bourbon?"

"Do I have any bourbon?" He opened a cabinet with an impressive display of liquors, including 4-5 different bourbons. "I'm a Kentucky man, so yeah I have a few bourbons," he laughed. "Choose your poison."

"Makers is fine."

"Good choice, smooth with the right amount of oak finish and the best damn barrels around for mid-level."

This man really knew his liquor. He joined me on the couch and we drank together and talked some more. "So where's your man?"

"Back at the hotel. We had a little spat and he left."

"You all open in your relationship?"

"Not until this weekend. I saw him with another guy and I thought he was fucking him. We had agreed no fucking."

Billy looked at me for a bit with his eyebrows raised. "You know I'm going to fuck your brains out right?" He reached over and played with my hair. "So you going to tell him?"

"Yeah." I said with some doubt and hesitation.

"Well that's up to you. He a black dude?”

“Yeah.”

Ah, I see, you love the Black cock. You do know he's up some white ass right now don't you?"

"Not sure, he's always been very honest, and he did say he wasn't going to fuck anyone."

"Interesting." He said as he finished his bourbon. "Let me get you another."

He took my glass, refilled it, turned on some music and sat next to me on the couch, this time closer. "For the time being this is about you and I getting to know each other, exploring each other's minds and bodies." He looked me straight into my eyes with a piercing stare from his almond shaped eyes. "I can tell by looking at you how badly you want me inside of you."

I didn't know what to say. This was a very sensual moment. He continued to focus his gaze into my eyes, which, for me, was a bit intimidating. "You don't have to say anything. That's the beauty of physical connections." We began to kiss, his lips were amazing, soft and caressing. "I'm going to enjoy you. I really like your passiveness."

He reached over into the drawer next to the couch and got out a bong and some weed. We traded bong hits for a few minutes before I was so high I had forgotten where I was. I just knew I was being seduced by the sexiest man I had met outside my relationship and was ready to experience a new level of sexuality. Billy took me by the hand and led me to his bed.

"Sit,” he instructed me, his deep voice sultry and demanding. I sat on the bed and he stood before me. I started to say how badly I wanted him but was too high to even form words. I watched as he slowly removed his clothes, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal a massive dark chest with man breasts that were firm and stuck straight out for a big man. He put his hands on his hips.

"Finish," he said.

I reached over and unbuckled his belt, followed by his pants, then the zipper which allowed his pants to fall to the floor. He wore blue boxers that did nothing to hide his soft dick that escaped the slit. I pulled down his underwear and helped him out of them. He was completely naked before me.

He stepped close. “Feel my body,” he said, taking my hands and putting them on his chest. He was mostly smooth with some hair on his chest and belly. Despite his weight he was perfectly proportioned, big all over. I ran my hands down his belly and over his tight, wiry pubic hair, past his soft, fat dick, over his low hanging balls and around his big thighs. I reached down to feel his calves and almost fell over due to my being so high.

I was in a zone that I had never been before, completely absorbed into the erotic atmosphere that he created. I got on the floor and continued my journey down his large round calves and to his wide, long feet. I bent down and kissed them.

“Imagine you are honoring an African king,” he said. “And you have earned the privilege of touching my naked body.”

I had seen this scene in a straight porn before. I was so fucking high. I let my tongue slide back up his tree trunk like legs to his balls that I liked and sucked on. They were so large that they completely covered my face when I licked the area between his dick and asshole. I could hear Billy’s soft moans of pleasure and could feel his dick getting hard as I continued to tongue the area behind his balls.

“Kiss my penis,” he said. I concentrated on his growing member, kissing and licking it until it was at full mast. I went to suck it but was stopped by Billy.

“What are you about to do white boy?” he asked.

“Suck your dick,” I said, looking up at him.

“You are going to do more than that. You are going to make love to it.”

His words were driving me crazy. I took his cock into my mouth and slowly sucked it, made love to it. It felt and tasted good and wanted to suck it for hours. As I massaged the area of his dick just under his pee hole with my tongue, the moans got louder and he pulled out of my mouth, positioning me on the side of the bed where he raised my legs before I even got my pants off. I started undoing them and was helped by Billy, whose talented hands quickly got my pants loosened, past my ass and over my bent knees. Instead of doing the same with my underwear, he tore them off, and pulled me closer to the edge of the bed where my ass was in position for him.

“You fucking white slut,” he said, taking off my pants and spreading my legs. “Tell me James, tell me that you want my Black cock inside of you.”

“I want you Black cock inside of me,” I said with a sense of urgency.

“Hell yeah, I felt that,” I head Billy say. I said I felt the cool moisture of lube being poured on my ass and seconds later the head of his dick was pushing its way in, past my anus, not stopping to pause at the inner ring of my ass. I was strangely aware and sensitive of every fraction of an inch his penis slid into my hole, yet I was not in pain. I grabbed my legs and held them back further to feel more of this thick shaft, rock hard, impaling my hole. Once all the way in I reached around and grabbed his big round ass which was firm and smooth, and encouraged him to push in further, which he did, and began to work it into me.

“You feel good,” he murmured. “Nice fat white ass.”

The sensations he was creating were unique, euphoric. I spread my arms and legs, sucking him into me with my ass, massaging his dick. “You feel so good,” I moaned.

“I can feel that,” he said, bending over to kiss me, then quickly pulling out.

"Please put it back in,” I begged.

He reached over to get some poppers and led it under my nose after he took a hit. I still held my legs behind my head, showing him my hungry hole. The poppers kicked in and Billy grabbed my legs and once again slowly slid his dick inside. This went on for quite a while before he put me in the middle of the bed with my legs still pinned behind my head. He stood on the bed over me, his wide, strong back to me and entered my ass in this position. Once again, I reached a new level of ecstasy as he squatted down to fuck me. His aim was perfect as his dick went straight into my hole. For a big man his balance and agility was impressive. I thought the bed was going to break under us as he pounded me. The sight of his big ass bouncing up and down on mine was beautiful. While still inside of me he turned around and fucked me some more, this time facing me and looking me in the eyes.

He pulled out and put me on all fours. “You’re damn good,” he laughed as he re-entered me. At one point I was getting fucked so hard I was over the edge of the bed, hands on the floor to keep me from completely collapsing under his weight. Finally he stopped to take a break, pulling out and laying back on the bed. It was getting warm in the room and Billy was sweating profusely. He got up to open the curtains to a balcony that led outside, and also opened the doors. The rush of cool air was refreshing. I was still badly fucked up and didn't know what time it was.

"Come over here" he said, standing by the open widow, his dick still hard.

I staggered over to the window to join him, hugging him from behind, looking out the window at the apartment across from him. It was close enough to where we were for people to easily see us, so I started to move back.

Billy lit another joint, then passed it back to me. I was still high from the weed we smoked earlier but was enjoying myself so much I smoked more with him. I watched people partying on their balconies, mixed genders but I was definitely in a gay neighborhood.

Billy put me in front of him, in plain view for others to see us in our nakedness. We were in clear view of the people across from us. The people on the balcony cheered and hollered.

"See there, they like you." said Billy as he reached around to stroke my dick. The weed was once again putting me in an "I don't care" zone so I knelt if front of him and sucked his dick for everyone to see. This really got the party crowd going so I kept on sucking until he decided otherwise. He pulled back and placed a chair by the window.

"Bend your ass over the chair." I was so fucked up I could barely get in position but Billy guided me so that I had my ass to him, facing the window and the partiers who were able to view us. Billy then entered me from behind and began furiously fucking me, putting on a show for his neighbors. The whooping and hollering got louder and at one point I heard someone shout Billy's name, saying ,"When you're done, got some more for you." Billy stopped fucking, and once again put me on my knees in front of him. “Ass to mouth!” he shouted as I sucked his cock.

Billy laughed, pulled out of me, pulled me up and we kissed some more.

“Get your ass in there and up against the wall," he said loudly, smacking my ass on the way in. I turned to see him raise his hands and put his nakedness on display for everyone to see, followed by more catcalls.

“I like you James, a fucking freak,” he said, placing my hands up against the wall and not hesitating to enter me. By now we had been fucking at least a few hours and my ass was getting sore and my legs tired. He pounded me repeatedly in this position until he was ready to nut.

"I'm coming baby." He moaned. I felt him pull out and shoot loads that landed on my upper back, lower back and ass. He leaned on me so his juices rubbed over my backside, breathing heavy, his still hard dick resting in the crack of my ass.

"You are fucking amazing," he said, kissing my neck.

"So are you man," I said, his kisses continuing to arouse me.

Billy went to lie on the bed and I joined him, my dick still hard.

"Jack your dick," he said, starting to suck on my nipples. Within minutes I started coming with a force I hadn't seen since my teens. The first shot hit my face and the next few my chest and finally stopped after quite a few good squirts.

"DAMN!" said Billy. "That's a lot of cum man."

At that point I was completely drained. Between the extreme high and stronger than normal orgasm I was almost paralyzed. I wanted to do nothing but lie there.

Billy played with my softening dick while we lie silently. I reached over and felt his dick, now soft but still thick and sticky.

"I got to go," I said.

"Do what you got to do man,” Billy said, turning to look at me. "You probably need to shower first – kinda messy," he laughed.

Billy got up to show me the bathroom, got me fresh towels and soap. While cleaning myself of cum on my back and on my chest I realized what a complete slut I was that day. Leo did say to have fun, but I took it too far. I was actually hoping that Leo violated our agreement as well, making it easier when I tell him the events of my day. I washed the lube out of my hole, noticing that I was looser than normal after anal, and very sore. I let the hot water run down me, slowly getting myself out from the high. Billy came in, naked, took a long piss and joined me in the shower. He took soap and lathered me completely from head to toe. He probed my hole and the soap stung but at the same time felt good.

"I want more baby," said Billy, kissing me softly, now putting two fingers in. I was already loose so had little problem taking both. "How bad you want me baby?" said Billy, now putting four fingers in me. I had yet to cum so was still horny.

"Real bad," I said as I felt him trying to fist me.

Billy pulled out his fingers and replaced it with his hard cock. The water was now cool but it didn't matter – Billy was fucking me with relentless force I thought the shower glass was going to break. He withdrew and took me by the hand to the living room, both us us dripping wet.

“Sit on the bed, Billy commanded, proceeded to take a few steps back, then began to dance a slow, sensual dance, his cock swinging. “This night’s not over, got plans for your ass,” he said, coming closer to me, grabbing me by the hair and slapping me with his cock. He stopped, went the kitchen area and brought back a beer can, opened and drank from it.

“Come here,” Billy said to me. I got into position and sucked him into me until I felt his balls press against my chin. He took me by the hair and yanked me off. “You excite the fuck out of me, bitch. Get on all fours on the bed and present that ass to me.”

“Damn Billy, you don’t stop,” I said, getting up and leaning in to kiss him. He quickly returned the kiss, turned me around and pushed me on the bed, spanking my ass several times before he entered me. He wasted no time power fucking my ass. As he sped up the thrusting our wet bodies made noises that were unmistakingly the sound of two men lusting after one another. He took me by the hair and yanked my head back as he picked up the pace - the lust was increasing, and his thrusts now became more powerful and somewhat uncomfortable, but I held on. “You fucking love being a white slut to a Black man, don’t you whore?” he said as he delivered a forceful thrust into me, then stopped, spreading my butt cheeks. “Fucking beautiful.”

That evening we fucked until dawn, when Billy finally ejaculated into me while I was on my back. My hole was so loose by then his sperm ran out of me when he pulled out to collapse next to me.

"On my God that was so fucking hot." said Billy in between heavy breaths. He took his finger, slowly and purposefully feeding me his cum which I ate with pleasure.  We lay in silence for awhile until Billy fell asleep. I took the opportunity to admire his body in the growing daylight. Round, full face, thick neck with tattoos and huge, broad shoulders and arms that were naturally bulky. His large belly slowly raised up and down, large but sexy, pubes tight and wiry with a large, soft penis resting on his huge, solid thigh. His calves and feet were proportionately large. I kissed him all over until he awoke, pulled me into his nakedness, still half asleep. I finally had to get up and shower again.

After drying up and getting ready to head out Billy awoke.

"I'd like to hear from you again" he said, still half asleep.

"Same here. I don't get here often but we can keep in touch."

"Cool, cool,” he said, sitting up. I'm not sure I'd share you if we were together, you're a freak with a hot ass."

"Thanks. You're hot too. The sex was fantastic."

"And you can take some dick, not too many guys can handle it that long."

"Well, you had me going there, that weed was fucking great. Listen man I got to go."

"Okay, well get back to your man."

"Hope to see you again."

"Me too," said Billy as he got up to hug and kiss me. We started to get passionate again so I had to stop.

"Got to go."

"Later sexy" said Billy as he held the door open for me.

The partiers that watched me get fucked by Billy were all gone – everything was silent giving me time to reflect on what was the hottest sex I've ever had. The busses from the club to the hotel stopped running, so I walked the 2 miles back to the hotel. I was hoping Leo was having fun somewhere, as much as I did.

When I walked in the room was empty, no sign of him having come back after he left the club. I felt a bit of jealousy but quickly talked myself out of it, considering what I had just done. I laid on the bed and fell asleep for along time, awakening about 9 p.m., with no sign of Leo.