Frat Boys Initiated to BBC

>>> Sir (DeShawn)

I pulled out my phone and texted Robby, my vice-pres back at the frat house. Man, these white boys were amazing just now on my dick! Tony was right that being president of the frat has its perks, LOL. Everything good for tonight?

Robby replied Hot damn, I can’t wait to try em out myself. Been saving my nut for 3 days. Yeah, all good here. Booze and pussyporn all fully stocked and ready. We’ll be in full swing ready to break those crackers wide when you get here later.

I texted back a thumb’s up emoji and stowed my phone. We had plenty of time before getting back, as the brothers needed to get properly loose and horny before I walked the entertainment in.

“Jamal, pull in to that rest stop coming up here. Time for a bit more slut training.”

Jamal eased the SUV off the highway into the rest area and pulled in to park. “Not too close in. Boys need to stretch their legs getting to the stalls.” I pointed to a parking spot about 30 yards from the restroom building, smack in front of the semi-trucks parking area. While the winter sun was starting to go down, there was still enough light to see these white boys in their pink “whore” jockstraps being walked to the stalls. I wanted the drivers to get an eyeful, understand the invitation.

I smacked the pledge’s asses and said, “You pussies stay down until we tell you to get out.” Then I climbed over one of them and hopped outside with Jamal and Andrew, their guardian frat brother. “OK Jamal, walk the boys to the men’s room and get them set up on their knees and ready for trucker dick. You get yours first though. Take the blonde for a spin, as he was on my nuts and hasn’t sucked black dick yet. I’ll go round up some paying customers and send them your way.”

Andrew looked at me and said “mind if I use the other one right quick? I know I’m just an observer but watching them please you got me stiff as fuck.” “Hmmm… alright, but make it quick. I don’t want you making the truckers wait.” With that I opened up the back door and smacked the nearest white boy.

“Allright pussies, get out and stand up next to the car.” The white boys crawled out of the back seat and stood near the back of the SUV with me. I stuck a finger in each one’s mouth and told them to nurse on it. As they did that I played a little, pulling my finger out and then back in slowly. Then I added a finger to each and worked their mouths a bit more. Satisfied (for now) I pulled out and did a slow turn to look along the dozen or so parked trucks, caught a few drivers looking our way for sure, enjoying my little show. I turned back to the boys, “Kay, walk with Jamal over there. No running either, just sashay behind him and do what he tells you. I’ll be along in a few with some friends for you.” Jamal and Andrew started walking to the restrooms, and the white boys followed along behind. Their asses looked so tasty bobbing along in their jocks, but those treats were reserved for the brothers tonight. Their mouths, on the other hand, were about to get a workout. I smiled and walked towards the trucks.

>>> Jared

Tommy and I walked along the sidewalk a few paces behind Andrew and the black teen called Jamal. I felt a bit exposed, which I guess was the point, But the stop didn’t look too busy so we should be all right. No cops or families that I could see. We got to the men’s building and followed Jamal in through a switchback hall like at the airport.  We turned the corner and I saw the layout was divided into two areas. The front area was lined with sinks on both sides. Openings at either end went around into the second area, with urinals and toilet stalls all along the outer wall.

Jamal had a bag he brought from the SUV. He pulled out a big beach towel and spread it on the floor along the wall opposite the urinals. “OK, you two get on your knees, facing away from the wall.” We did as we were told. “Hands behind your back.” He pulled out two pairs of fuzzy handcuffs, the kind I guess you get at a sex shop. With those he secured Tommy and my hands behind us; no pain, soft even.

Next Jamal stood in front of me, unzipped, and pulled out his cock. It was only maybe 6.5”, not as big as Sir’s, and already sticking out hard. “Alright, open up and get to sucking. Your car show got me close.” I opened my mouth and he shoved his dick right in, holding onto the top of my head with one hand while his other guided his cock in and out.

Next to me, brother Andrew walked up to Tommy. “Hey Tommy. I know you guys want me to do a good job looking out for you tonight. Sooo, it seems only fair you give me a little pre-payment, OK?” With that he pulled down the waistband on his track pants and exposed his dick. For such a big guy, his dick was small but thick. Tommy got to work and I just went back to concentrating on keeping my jaw open, teeth pulled back, and a little tongue action. I was really just a wet hole for this blowy, as Jamal was intent on getting off quick. His dick was going all the way in and out, so my tongue could work the entire length at least. His scent was clean, kinda soapy when my nose met his pubes. Jamal and Andrew seemed to fall into a rhythm, in and out together, like synchronized swimmers, LOL.

It only took a few minutes before I heard Andrew grunt loudly “Oh yeah, I’m cumming! AGHHH!” That must have sent Jamal over the edge, because all of a sudden he shoved his dick all the way deep into my mouth and held my head tight as he squirted his seed down my throat. “Yeah, take them black babies. Swallow!” I gulped the cum down easily, relishing the salty taste. Jamal pulled out and went around to the sinks. From the sounds he must have been washing himself clean of my spit. Andrew just pulled up his shorts and retreated over to the wall to monitor the next phase of our initiation. Given how Sir had been talking, I assume we would soon have company.

>>> Sir (DeShawn)

I walked up to a red semi-truck I knew had a black driver, since I saw him watching my preview a few minutes ago. He was an older brother, probably late 30’s, but looked to be in shape. As I approached he lowered his window. I hopped up on the truck’s running board to talk with him. “DeShawn” I said as I reached out to shake his hand. “Nice to meet you.”

 The brother smiled and shook my hand firmly. “Xavier, but everyone calls me Ex. I see you got some cute white pets there. You looking to share?”

“I’m looking to train them a bit,” I replied. “They new to enjoying black dick, just picked them up for entertainment tonight at my frat.” No need to hide it, as I was wearing my frat shirt.

“My boy Jamal has got them on their knees in the men’s room, waiting to serve. Blow job for any black trucker, just a twenty-dollar cash donation for my frat. You put that info out on the radio for me, and you can have yours free. But no pictures, and no fucking; that we are saving for my frat bros at the party later tonight.”

He grinned broadly and chuckled. “Well alright then, you got a deal. This route got lots of brothers, so your pets R’gonna get a belly full. How long you here, so I know how far to spread the word?”

“I figure they need a couple hours training, then we got to hit the road. From the looks of this lot, there are brothers ready for fun. But we need to lots of black jizz in these boys. Put out the word; I guarantee they’ll hoover you up. They just gave me the best blow job of my life in the car driving here.” I smiled and hopped down.  He grinned at me some more and I saw him reach for his radio. I would’ve whored them out for free, but college costs; no need to waste a chance to get beer money. I walked back towards the rest rooms, scanning for cops; all seems good. I figured the truckers would warn me and their buddies if they saw something.

As I turned to go inside, I looked back at the trucker lot. Ex was heading my way, and I smiled as I saw a dozen brothers at least getting down from various trucks beyond him. I stepped inside and Jamal motioned me to the toilet area. I walked over and found the boys on their knees, cuffed as I had instructed. I stooped down and grabbed both their chins hard. “Alright, we are good to go! Got a line of black-ass truckers coming to use your whore mouths. You suck em off good and take their nut wherever they put it. Down your throat or on your face, their choice. No messing around slow teasing them either. The goal is to get the dicks hard and spurting as quick as possible. We can’t be here forever and I do not intend on giving refunds. Understood!”

“Yes Sir!” they replied in unison.

“Damn straight.” I left them and went back towards the front hall to start collecting my money.

>>> Tommy

“Yes Sir!” I replied. I never thought when I woke up this morning.. well, afternoon I guess… that I would be enjoying sucking cock, but I had already had two and was looking forward to more, especially because brother Andrew’s small cock had been unsatisfying compared to Sir’s meaty pole.

I adjusted my stance slightly to change the pressure on my kneecaps. I knew I’d be down here a while, so I needed to make sure to keep the muscles from cramping. Glancing to my right I saw Jared kneeling beside me. He leaned over and whispered in my ear “No homo bro, but I think this is hot. What about you?” I could see the lust in his eyes, and a bit of fear that I would reject him for his confession. I whispered back “Yeah, me too. Whoever said that college was for having new experiences was right! But keep quiet. I’m not sure it’s in our long-term interest to let Andrew think we are having fun.”

We stopped talking as several black men came around into the toilet area and headed straight for us. In front of me stopped a middle age black dude, average build but fit. He unzipped and let free a big black cock, at least as big as Sir’s was. “DeShawn said you’re the one for me, that you good at deep-throating. Open wide bitch.” I quickly opened up and he shoved about half his meat inside. “OK, show Ex your skills.” I got to work on him, taking him deep a few times and then going rapid fire on his tip for a bit. He let out a pleased sigh and tousled my hair while I proceeded to repeatedly suck up and down his entire shaft. Seems I don’t have a gag reflex; who knew! I was able to deepthroat him easily. My face nestled repeatedly in his pubes, and I had his full tool firmly lodged down my throat when he started to erupt inside. I didn’t even have to swallow really as he delivered five shots of warm cum directly to my gullet.

“Damn! That mouth is a prize fo sure,” he said as he pulled his pole slowly out of my mouth. My cheeks flushed at the compliment. He moved out of the way to make space for the next trucker. I stole a quick glance at Jared, who was gagging on his first big dick. The trucker using him was tall and skinny, with a dick to match. I secretly felt prideful, knowing that I would be able to take it without gagging. But I bet he learns how soon enough. I opened wide and swallowed the next black dick dangling in front of me.

>>> Jared

I choked again as this skinny trucker slid his long thin dick back down my throat. “Come on Bean, you taking too long,” I heard someone say from the group in line. “Can’t help it. The honky keeps breaking the flow by gagging. He probably just used to sucking little white boy dicks. Guess that’s why they got him here training on us.”

Bean had been going slowly, but he now moved faster; pumping in and out of my mouth only a bit more than half his length so my gagging wouldn’t slow him down. I flicked my tongue side to side, perpendicular to his thrusting, and he soon was ready to shoot. He pulled all the way out and started jacking. “Here it comes bitch! Open your mouth and stick out that tongue.” I did and felt several pulses shoot onto it, coating it like frosting. “Yeah, open wide. Show me that jizz. Yeah, hot. Now swallow it all. Yeah.” I ate his load in one big gulp, opening back up to show him my clean mouth. He wiped his dick on my cheek, leaving a little streak of jizz.

Bean tucked away and moved over, immediately replaced by another black cock, this one wider but shorter, but not small. I looked up to see an older black man, grey hair and beard. “Well he better be learning quick, cuz I gots to get back on the road.”  I briefly came off his cock and said “I will sir, I promise.” “That’s good cracker.” He chuckled and smacked my face a bit with his pole, then popped it back into my waiting mouth. I concentrated on maximum tongue action and bobbing fast to hide that I was not going down too far to provoke a gag. That seemed to work as it only took a minute until I was swallowing his load too. As he moved away I looked around the restroom and saw lots of black guys waiting their turn. They looked to be all different ages but mostly 30-40’s if I had to guess, with a few younger and older guys dotting the mix. Half of them were watching with their dicks already out, the others just groping their groins through their pants.

A big black guy walked up next, tall but overweight with rolls of belly spilling out from under his shirt. His dick was out and pretty impressive even still flaccid. He offered it up and I started slurping black dick again.

And then again.

And then again.

And again. Tommy and I were in for a long session indeed.

>>> Tommy

“Yeah, swallow those babies white boy,” the current black man near screamed as he pumped several loads down my throat. I had lost count after I think ten of how many truckers had used me as a mouth whore for their black jizz. Jared and I had been sucking black cocks for what seemed like days, LOL, but I guess really just a few hours. And not a one of them less than 6 inches. I closed my eyes and took some deep breaths as the cock slipped from my mouth. I felt tired but at peace with my position.

I had of course seen plenty of white cocks in the locker room after sports, and during pledging these last few months had even had to handle a few. Very few I had seen were as big even as my 7-incher. But already in my limited experience I had learned that black cock was bigger and felt better in the mouth, at least if Brother Andrew’s stubby white cock was a taste representative. Part of it was the way these black men carried themselves, truth be told. No matter how the white world treated them out in public, they could count on being in charge when a white man was on his knees. These men knew they were sexier and better endowed than white guys; knew that no matter what we said, we would not be able to resist their massive dongs. It gave them a swagger that they used to put us in our place.

I opened my eyes and looked for the next man in line. To my surprise, there was only one other trucker left to service. Jared had finished off his last dick and was looking at the same trucker I was. He was big, at least 6’4” and built solid like a linebacker. He grinned and started to unzip his pants as he walked up to us. Out popped the biggest dick I had seen yet, a veiny monster! It wasn’t even hard yet but hung down his leg halfway to his knee; easily 12” long. Despite my newfound love of black dick, this one scared me. I heard Jared whimper a little. He must’ve seen the fear in my eyes, because he talked soothingly to relax us. “Don’t worry little crackers, I ain’t gonna give it to you all at once. Big Eddie knows you both have to work up to it. I paid your master a full fifty to be last and get both of your mouths on my meat.”

He stepped up between us a bit and dropped his pants all the way to his ankles. I could see Sir, Jamal, and even Andrew looking on in awe at the massive hose that dangled between our kneeling bodies. Jared and I couldn’t believe it was real. We rotated towards the snake and without any more words both started licking the shaft. We used our mouths together, basically kissing each other with the cock between our touching lips. We slid back and forth along the shaft, our tongues occasionally engaging each other as we pleasured the massive piece of meat. After a bit he grabbed each of our heads with his large hands and slipped us in opposite directions, Jared on the lower part near the balls and me working the front part and head. We continued like that for a bit, but I knew at least one of us was going to have to take that rod head on, so to speak, and I was the more capable bitch boy.

I shifted around to get a better position and began to swallow the log. My lips stretched wide trying to get around it. I could feel every vein of the meaty shaft on my tongue as he slowly but consistently pushed it forward. I rotated my eyes upward and saw him staring back down at me, solid willpower radiating in his gaze. I knew then that every inch was going down my throat, no matter what. I breathed through my nose, steadied my beating heart, and slid a bit under him so my mouth and neck were aligned for a straight path downward. I hoped to hell that Jared was doing his part on the nuts like he had with Sir earlier.

Big Eddie finally bottomed out in the pathway I provided.  I lowered myself as much as I could in this position, to create distance for him to thrust within. He took the cue and began jackhammering downward with his drill, back and forth, up and down, relentlessly. Anyone watching must have seen the pole bulging in my neck as I lost all sense of the larger world, just a living hole for his use.

He began to gather speed, getting close. His hands held my head like a vise and I could feel the shaft vibrating with the pumping happening. He mostly pulled out so I had room in my mouth for the load, and then “Ready or not, here’s your reward. Drown on my load bitch!” He exploded inside me, spurt after spurt. I tried, I really did, but no way was I going to be able to swallow all this jizz! Thankfully he pushed me off his pole and Jared was there, wide open and a new target for his onslaught. After nine, ten shots mostly swallowed between us, Big Eddie stopped, gave a whole-body shudder, and stepped sideways to lean against the wall. I looked over and Jared had cum across half his face, while I could feel the overflow dribbling down my own chin as well. What a sight we must have been!

“God damn that was good. These boys are real cock hounds for sure. Got me weak in the knees.” With a heavy sigh he reached down and pulled his trousers back up, tucking his snake back in to its pouch of underwear. “Gonna have to nap a bit, gain my strength back before I drive again.” He chuckled as he walked around the wall and out the building.

Sir looked us over, clearly impressed. Jamal walked over and undid our cuffs, and handed us each a towel from his bag. We walked around to the sink side and started the hot water going. Sir set a pair of energy bars and some bottles of Gatorade down on another sink. “Here, I’m sure you need these. Get cleaned up, then get back to the car. Time to get to the main event!” The three of them walked outside. Jared and I soaped and washed up, grateful for the fresh towels. Then we wolfed down the bars and started replacing our electrolytes as we strolled out to join them, eager for the next challenge.