Diego

I was in a meeting at work just 2 days after meeting Diego in the woods when my phone pinged and I was surprised to see a message from him. “Faggot”. I replied “yes Sir”. “7”. I agreed. And it was a Thursday night. I had rescheduled my Tuesday night plans for Thursday, but I would be canceling again. Luckily, my gay friends know when dick calls, I gotta go!

My hole had seen so much action in the past week, it was still recovering. I had stopped using poppers with Diego as it wasn’t easily to squeeze in taking hits, but I knew tonight I’d need them. I took my time cleaning out when I went home. At this point I hadn’t met up with Sir Jace yet, so I was still unlocked. I put on a  metal cock ring and my near pair of black Cocksox. The pouch supported my package nicely and my entire ass was available unencumbered by and straps. I liked the look, a lot!

It was showtime, and I drove over to be there on time. Once parked, I took several hits of poppers in the event I wouldn’t be able to use them while my holes were in use. While walking over to his apartment, my head and body were tingling. When I walked inside, Diego was sitting in his chair, in the living room, shirtless, watching porn, stroking his thick 9” cock. He didn’t look at me, but I was looking at him! Two days after I saw him, his beard was still growing longer, he hadn’t trimmed it. Stroking showcased his bicep and hairy tatted pecs. His non-stroking hand was perched over his head. I saw a dark patch of pit hair. His smell drew me to him.

I had always wanted to clean out Diego’s pits and I never had the courage to do it. After stripping, I took a few more hits of poppers and I crawled over towards the chair. Instead of going straight for his cock, I lifted myself up and dove right into his exposed pit. Diego didn’t stop me, instead he let go of his cock and shoved my face into his pit. I inhaled and licked, omg, it was better than I could have ever imagined. Dreams do come true! He decreased the tension from my the back of my head and I loved my tongue from his pit and began to lick, kiss, and suck his bicep. Diego began to pose for me, his bicep popping out. He said, “you like that faggot, don’t you?”. All I could do is respond, “mmmmmmm”, as I worshipped his bicep and put with my mouth. I then moved over to his other side and did the same. It seemed that Diego was enjoying this tender moment. I was in heat, my cock was growing hard.

I think it became too much for Diego when my erect 7” protruded through the cocksox, and rubbed on his thighs. That’s when he grabbed the back of my neck and threw me down from his pit. I had hoping to suckle on his nipples but it wasn’t meant to be. On my knees before him, I looked up at him and his face was full of fury. He leaned in and spit right on my face and growled, “open that faggot mouth”, and then he spit right inside of it. “Keep that mouth open faggot” and he slammed my head down on his hard dick.

Expecting it this time, I began to breathe through my nose right away. He held my head in both of his strong hands and moved it up and down, my tight throat enclosed around his horse-meat.  Phlegm was escaping out of my nose, down my chin, and all over his balls. Diego was determined to keep using me this way until he was finished. My eyes were tearing and I’m sure bloodshot. I gripped onto the arms of the chair for balance as my head continued to bob up and down on his shaft. I loosened my neck so he had full control of me and I let him use my throat as he needed. I was getting dizzy from being throat fucked this way. Usually my head is still and he does all the thrusting, but not this time. He was sitting in his chair, and my throat was doing all the work. I thought he’d break my neck, but ultimately, he brought himself to orgasm and when he finally shot his load, that’s when he stopped moving me and pressed my head all the way down. Shot after shot of cum spewed down my throat.  He was breathing hard, but his typical growl didn’t happen this time.

He released my head and said “oh fuck faggot that was good”, then he pulled me up from the floor and threw me over the armchair. I had the poppers in my fist so I snuck two 2 quick hits before my ass was slapped hard and I heard, “spread that ass faggot”.  So I bent down as low as I could to open my hole, inviting the invasion. Diego spit into his hand and rubbed it onto his cock. He wasted no time in shoving it right inside balls deep. Oh yelled out “ohhh fuck...!!” And bit down on my right forearm. I know Diego doesn’t like me to be loud. I was moaning hard into my forearm to stifle out the screams as Diego began the onslaught on my ass. My hole was on fire, burning from all the recent use and what was happening now.

Looking behind meat Diego, I could see him watching the straight porn on the tv as he fucked me. The white woman being fucked from the black guy was on all 4’s. It felt like he was trying to mirror the fucking he was watching. He was fucking me in tandem with the rhythm on the screen. I could feel what the woman was feeling. Our pussies being stretched open while being fucked so hard. She was enjoying it, and I began to follow her lead, and became a little verbal, “ooh yeah, fuck me, take that ass.” He responded with another hard slap. The slap caused my cock to fall out of the sock. I was now hard and leaking as Diego fucked me, hitting my prostrate hard. I didn’t want to shoot on his chair, so I reached down and pulled down on my balls. I willed my cock from coming, and shoved it back inside the pouch. All of this took just a couple of minutes.

I looked back to watch Diego’s face as he used me good. He saw me looking at him and he raised his arms to pose and show off his muscles thrusting inside me hard. Seeing him made me leak, he is so hot! God, it was like an out of body experience, watching this black god fuck me silly while posing. A rush of endorphins hit me and I began to move my hips back and forth, taking over the fucking and I fucked myself back onto him. He groaned, “oohhh fuck, that’s good faggot, milk that nut outta me”. He continue to hold his arms up, posing, his biceps popping, his chest heaving, and I clamped down as hard as I could I went to town, bouncing on his, grunting, working hard, and just when I could feel his cock swell seconds before the orgasm, Diego reached down and grabbed my hips and he piston fucked me until that deep, hard, last thrust sent his warm, live, semen deep inside me. I squeezed tightly and slowly moved up and down to get every last drop.

Holy shit, that was one of the best fucks I’d ever had with Diego. It was wild! I pulled off him, spun around and licked his balls and shaft, ensuring I cleaned off any and all remnants of cum that may have been left there. He was still amazingly rock hard!

He then got down on the floor on his back, pointed to his cock and said, “ride it faggot”. I back up onto him, reverse, and his cock filled my cummy ass. I reached down to grab his ankles while I slid my slimy hole up and down his thick shaft. Hearing the cum churning as I worked my hips inspired me. I was moaning hard now, I took more poppers and I was flying high, and fucking him on my terms was extremely pleasurable.

I was sweating, but determined to keep fucking him as hard as I could. I felt Diego slip his index finger inside my hole, stretching it just a bit more. I loved that. A second finger eventually found its way inside. Suddenly, Diego removed his fingers and held my hips and began to fuck up into me, hard. The cum was dripping everywhere now, and I was going to get even more. Diego began to grunt louder and louder and he did pull me ass down on his as he sent more of his babies inside me. We were both so sweaty and out of breath.

I dismounted and once again sucked his cock clean. Diego laid there with his arms behind his head with his eyes closed. I was looking up at him feeling in love with him. I know he’s never reciprocate that love, but I worshipped him. I licked my way up his sweaty chest and once up to his neck area moved over to his right armpit. He was musky and sweaty now and I could not resist. I licked to taste him and inhaled so deeply. I rubbed my face into his pit. I wanted to wear his scent home. He allowed me to do the same with his left pit.

As I got up, he jumped up and said, “you like that faggot?” I nodded, “yes Sir”. “Such a faggot”. Then he went over and grabbed all my clothes into his hands opened his door and threw everything down the hallway. I was still just wearing the cocksox! I was shocked he hadn’t done this in quite some time and a giant smirk grew on his face. With the door opened, he said in a deep voice, “good night faggot”. And I walked out as he slammed the door behind me. I scrambled quickly to get all my things, and ran outside to change behind a bush. My cock was hard and leaking. The rush was intense. I could still smell Diego on me.

I drove home so fast. I stripped, got onto my bed and stroked myself silly. I shot 2 successive loads. I kept rubbing my face with my fingers and sniffing them. I reached inside my hole to grab some cum to eat it. I was hiring as fuck. I fell asleep with cum all over my chest, stomach and fingers. It was great!!