Diego

With as many times as I’ve hooked up with Diego and Sir Jace, they’ve never contacted me on the same day before. It happened on a Friday. I was at work and Diego hit me up first. It was a usual, short text that provided a time and I agreed to be there. This time we’d be meeting at his place.

About an hour later Sir Jace texted me as well, and luckily, he wanted me at his place an hour later. I began to calculate in my mind how that could work. But left unsolved was the mystery of how I’d explain Diego’s seed up my ass? With the image of Diego’s cock lingering in my mind, it was an easy decision to make. I’d just need to suffer the consequence. I mean, Sir Jace may hold the key to my cage, but we never talked about exclusivity.  

Impatiently waiting for the work day to end, I made a beeline away from my desk to the car with a singular purpose of getting home as soon as possible. Once home, I stripped, douched, showered, shaved, pulled on a jockstrap, running shorts, tank top, and made a second beeline from my apartment to my car this time with a singular purpose of getting some Diego dick.

As it is becoming darker earlier in the day, by the time I arrived to his place, it was just about sundown. I opened Diego’s door, the shades pulled down, the only light source was the television. There he was, sitting in his chair, naked, stroking his 9.5”, watching some black man rail into a white woman with big tits. He did nothing to acknowledge my presence. I removed my shorts and tank top ald crawled over to him on all 4’s.

Kneeling at his feet, Diego removed his hand from his dick and raised his arms up over his head. I looked up, admiring his stature, his Alpha male presence. Seeing him in this posture, my asshole began to twitch, and my mouth grew hungry. I opened wide and took his throbbing meat down my throat. “Oh, fuck yeah, that’s it faggot. Suck my dick”. I tasted some salty precum as I worked that cock, my head moving like a cobra, bobbing up and down with deep plunging movements. My eyes began to water as I breathed through my nose and deep throated him to the best of my cock sucking abilities.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw on the television the black stud now fucking the woman from behind with his horse-sized cock, relentlessly fucking her. This must have inspired Diego to rise up from his chair as he held the back of my head tightly over him and then grabbing the sides of my head, he began to throat fuck me matching the fucking stroke for stroke he’s watching on tv. I’ve got throat slime pouring out of me, I’m choking, gagging, turning red, eyes tearing. This is what I came for and Diego, like a machine, used my mouth to get himself off. I felt his cock swell in my throat as he held the back of my head down on his meat with both hands making sure I wouldn’t move nor miss a drop of his precious seed, cumming at the same time the man on the screen did into the woman’s pussy. Pulse after pulse of Alpha seed swimming inside my gullet. Fuck yes!

When he was through with me, he pushed me off him with such force I was knocked to the floor unexpectedly. He kicked me with his size 14 foot and barked, “get up, faggot!” I rose up and he pointed to the sofa. I walked toward the sofa and stood there, unsure of what he wanted me to do. “Bend over you dumb fuck!”. I did feel a little stupid at that moment, but I did as he said, and I bent over the edge of the sofa. Diego usually uses a little spit to lube me up but this time I heard him open a bottle of something and I could hear him now stroking his dick with it, the noise getting louder as he walked closer behind me.

I was so turned on at this point I reached behind me and pulled my ass cheeks apart so Diego could easily access my pucker. He slapped my hands away and pushed right on through. His cock so slick it penetrated me deep on the first stroke. I bit down on my lip so hard trying not to squeal. Fuck he’s so big I thought. Diego reached up to grabbed the back of my neck and pushed down as he began to deep dick me. I could no longer keep silent, I let out a guttural, “oh fuck, oh yeah”. It was as if it were a reflexive reaction, out of my control. “Take this dick, faggot, and keep your fucking mouth shut!” He slapped my ass to emphasize his point.

As I’d mentioned before Diego is long-winded. He’d bang my ass for 30-40 minutes non-stop varying his pace and depth, but never gentle. I grabbed onto the back of sofa for leverage to keep me in place when he took me hard and deep, and let go when he slowed down. His black snake pushing through my anal canal deeper and deeper. His balls slamming into me. The porn flick still playing in the background, it would be into the 3rd scene where yet another black bull was fucking a red-headed big-breasted woman from behind at full force that Diego pushed down on my back and really gave it to me good. Like the woman on the screen I was moaning uncontrollably. Her face looked priceless as she took him hard and deep. She was on a euphoric high as was I and when the black bull on the screen unloaded directly into her pussy, Diego grunted just as loud and buried his cock deep into me down to the balls unleashing a torrent of his semen deep into me.

When he pulled out, I copied the red head on the screen and cleaned his cock with my mouth tasting the combination of my ass juices and his seed. He then pulled away and dropped like a dead weight onto his chair. “You can go now faggot I’m done with you”.  He glared at me with a look of loathing and detestation, looking at me like I was just nothing. I grabbed my things and scurried into the hallway outside his door and put my shorts back on and walked briskly to my car.

I sat there for just a minute and pondered. It was clear to me that Diego doesn’t really like me at all, I think he likes that I can serve his primal sexual needs, but otherwise I’m of no use to him. If I didn’t have a cage on, I’m sure I’d be sporting a huge boner. The way he looked at me was so degrading, the humiliation turned me on. I wondered now what Diego was doing and thinking. Probably smoking a blunt and figuring out what he’d be getting into tonight.

It was now time to head back to my neck of the woods, park the car and get to Sir Jace’s place. When I got there, I must have wreaked from the stench of sex and pot (Diego’s apartment always smells like a freshly smoked joint). Sir Jace looked me over and asked, “what you been up to, boy, hmmm. Tell me.” I looked down at his feet too embarrassed to say anything. He raised my head up by placing his hand on my chin. “You answer me when I’m talking to you!” Said through clenched teeth. “Have you been fucked tonight, slut”?  I nodded, “yes Sir. I have.” I said meekly.

“Really, who fucked my boy?” “Umm it doesn’t matter, Sir”. “You’ll tell me now or I’ll beat it out of you and you know I will!”. “It was Diego, Sir”. “You can’t help yourself, can you? Any big dick in the city you’ll take up that ass”. I didn’t say anything but I thought to myself, yes, I would. He pointed to the bathroom and said, “you wash that filthy load out of you and come back here when you’re done boy”. Then he took his phone out and I heard the Cellblock click. There was a razor there on the counter. I knew what that meant without him telling me.

I douched and shaved my pubes, and walked back to him with the Cellblock in my outstretched hand. He quickly placed it back on my dick and locked it with the app on his phone. “You definitely won’t be cumming tonight, boy. That is NOT happening. I am pissed at you, but I realize we never discussed monogamy. It should go unsaid that as your keyholder, I should have a say in who you fuck around with. So from this day forward, you’ll ask for permission to be fucked by other men. This includes Diego (saying his name with disgust). Are we clear?”  “Yes Sir”.  “Say it back to me so I know you really do understand”. “Sir, I’m to ask your permission to fuck other men, including Diego, Sir”. “That’s fucking right!”

He unzipped his jeans and then said, “Now suck me off, boy”. His soft cock lie there peacefully as I took it in my hand and placed the spongy head in my mouth. Using my hand to wank him and my tongue to the underside of his crown, I felt him stiffen in an instant. “Boy, that’s it. Make me hard” the positive reinforcement encouraged me to work harder. I soon removed my hand altogether as I know Sir Jace prefers me only to use my mouth. Sir must have not busted a nut for several days because it didn’t take long before I was slurping on his splooge. “Mmmmmm” I moaned savoring the load I had just worked for.

I stayed on the floor, kneeing, as Sir Jace sat there with his eyes closed. His half-hard dick cocked to the right and still glistening. His chest heaving. I wanted to run my hands through his hairy pecs, I wanted to suckle on his nipples. But I dared not act on the impulse. After a few minutes of coming down from the high of orgasm, Sir Jace opened his eyes and said, “Fuck boy, I needed that and that throat is so fucking good”.

It was now almost 9pm amd I wasn’t sure if he’d want to go out or stay in? Sir Jace said, “you want my fist up your ass, boy?” I nodded, YES! He took my hand and walked me to the bedroom. He must have planned it because there were towels laid out on the bed, a big tub of Crisco, and a bottle of poppers. I took position on all 4’s and Sir Jace shoved his bearded face right into my crack, slobbering and chewing on my pucker. It was delightful. My head drifted off with that first inhalation of the fresh bottle of poppers.

Sir Jace opened the tub of Crisco and placed some onto two fingers and he began to shove it deep inside my ass. He did this a few times. The idea is as it melted from the heat inside me it would coat my insides nicely and also make things slick enough to slide in rather easily. Sir Jace began to pry my hole open with his thumbs, spreading my hole to create a gape. His thumbs inside me felt nice I could even feel his knuckles adding to the pleasure of my over sensitive canal.

Next he began to use the fingers of his right hand, first two then three. He would push them in back and forth and when inside, he’d stretch my walls. Another coat of Crisco to his entire hand now, 4 fingers were inside me, and again I took a deep hit. These poppers were strong, and  made me very heady. Then came his thumb. His hand still moving in and out in the dick bill position. “Take a hit boy. On 3 I’m going to push in”. I did. When he said “3”, I pushed my ass out and he pushed right in, and I heard and get a “pop”. “Oh fuck!” I yelped. Sir Jace just left his hand there and let me get used to it.  I took another huge hit and I began to buck my hips back and forth, riding his hand, pleasuring myself. Since I started taking fists regularly last year, I’m realizing this truly is the most exquisite  pleasure a bottom can experience. It’s too bad it’s still considers “taboo” by main stream gays.

I feel Sir Jace ball his hand into a fist and I am now riding it from the largest part of his fist down to the opening of my hole and then pushing down on it for maximum pleasure. I’m slowly working my way down his forearm, to its widest part near his elbow. With his left hand, Sir Jace holds my ass steady by the waist as he begins to punch fuck me. OMG, I’m yelling now it feels incredible to have my guts punched out.

Sir Jace pulled his forearm out of me laid down on the bed with his elbow on the bed and his fist in the air. I squatted and pushed my full body weight down and pushed past his fist. I held onto the headboard and rode that fist hard. Sir Jace was jerking off with his left hand. I could see his cock get really hard. I didn’t want him to waste that load so I reluctantly dismounted from the fist and quickly mounted his hard cock. My hole was a gaping mess, but Sir Jace pulled me in for a deep kiss, sucking on my tongue as he rammed that cock up my ass fucking and filling it with his seed. “Ahhhhh, he said as his cock softened just a bit amd Sir said, “don’t move, boy”, and I felt a warm sensation inside me as my belly began to fill.

I dismounted Sir Jace and fell onto my back for just a few minutes before the feeling came over me that I had to expel. I was spent, as was Sir Jace. I crawled into bed with him and he spooned me as we fell asleep.