Jermain and Steven

Jermain and I have been hooking up for some time. It didn’t bother either of us that I’m married. And while I love my kids – would do anything for them - my wife only uses me for my money. She hasn’t so much as given me a hand job in years. And she only kisses me when there’s a photo op. So no, I don’t care that I’m hooking up with Jermain on the reg for the past year or so. Only one more year and the youngest graduates college and I’m done with her; let her find another sap to fork over his money for nothing in return!

It was another weekend for her to be ‘away with friends’ in Aruba, leaving me home by myself. Which was fine, as that’s when Jermain visits. Unfortunately, this weekend, Jermain wasn’t available when I texted him. However, he did offer me up a friend of his: Steven.

Jermain promised me Steven would be to my liking and me to his (it seems I’m a DILF and younger black guys around here love white DILFs). While he, suspiciously, had zero photos of Steven, he assured me he’s cute, available and interested, as I seem to be a frequent topic between Jermain and his friends. Being this is the first time in two months I had the place to myself, I wasn’t about to let this slip through my fingers. I agreed, Jermain connected Steven and myself and, in minutes, the two of us were setting up plans.

I convinced Steven to exchange photos. Being a top, I didn’t care much about what’s below the belt so a normal photo sufficed. Steven was ‘happy’ and ‘impressed’ by my photo and, I must say, Jermain lied when he said Steve was cute; Steven was hot! I know why Jermain never introduced usbefore.

Steven and I exchanged info. I showered and trimmed what needed trimmed (I’ve slacked off recently as no one was touching me by myself so what was the point?!?), poured a glass of wine and waited patiently. Seven o’clock came and went. Then 7:30. I checked my phone for the time – 30 minutes late. “He’d better have a tight ass” I told myself. But not too tight – it’s been almost two months and I want this to last longer than ten minutes!

I jumped at the doorbell. 7:35, my phone indicated. I opened the door and was dumbstruck by the cute, sexy, beautiful, perfect black male specimen standing in front of me!

“Josh?” he asked.

“Uh..Yeah. Yes. Come on in” I stammered. He walked past me, his cologne wafting over me.

“Nice place. J said it was nice” he said, referring to Jermain as ‘J’.

“Thanks” I said closing the door. He turned around and I got a full top to bottom look at him. Six foot or so, wide shoulders stretching his white tee shirt, probably 185 pounds or so, perfect skin tone and complexion, high-n-tight military cut, big brown eyes behind lush lashes, a surprising amount of stubble and a smile that could melt gold.

“J said you’re a DILF. I thought he was trippin’. But, damn, he’s right!”

“Well, ‘J’, never mentioned how hot you are” I replied.

“Yeah. I’m not surprised” he replied. “J doesn’t like competition.”

“He has reason to be worried” I said stepping up to him, running my hands over his chest. “Fuck man…” is all I could muster.

“That’s why I’m here” he said with a smile.

“Follow me” I said, as I turned towards the bedroom.

“Nah.I think…” he looked around. “Here will do.”

“Here? In the living room?” I asked.

“Yeah. Why not? It looks like you’re already ready” he said, grabbing my already throbbing dick. “Damn. Not bad, for a white boy” he said. His touch on my pleading cock sent shivers through my body. He bent down, pulling my shorts down in the process. My dick sprung forth, stringing precum from the material and flinging it onto his shirt.

“Daddy milk. I love it” he said, taking me into his mouth.Only about eight inches long, I’m exceptionally think but he swallowed all of me with no issue. His mouth was hot and wet. The things his tongue could do was spellbinding. Inminutesmy legs were weak and my balls, that started as low hangers, had pulled up along each side of the base of my shaft. I pushed him away.

“Damn man” I panted. “You’re good at this! But I want to last more than just a few minutes.”

“I know, Daddy. I just love sucking big, white cocks” he growled as he stood up. “J said you’re a top, yes?”

“I am.”

“Well, then. Let’s seewhatcha’ got!” he said, pulling off his shirt. Luckily, I was next to the sofa so when my legs buckled at his body, I dropped on the sofa. His pecs were muscular and smooth, save for a small patch of hair in the middle and around his big, dark nipples. His four pack of abs seemed to shimmer in the light of the ceiling fan, exposing his patch of dark black hair surrounding his navel. Then he dropped him jeans. Out leapt the biggest, most perfect black cock I’ve ever seen in my life. While not exceptionally big – he had no ‘porn dick’ – it was perfect in size, shape, color thickness and curvature. There’s never been a more perfect penis in history.

Below it, hung two larger than expected balls, all of which sprouted from a mess of black hair. He moved towards me and I knew what I had to do. I grabbed his hairy ass and pulled him towards me. His dick, in my haste, missed my open mouth, scraping along my stubble on my cheek instead. He gasped, the unexpected texture scratching his sensitive head. I quickly corrected my mistake, gulping down that hard perfection, down to his hairy base, his large goose eggs punching my chin. He grabbed my head and face fucked me hard for several minutes. The initial musky taste of his cock was soon replaced by the sweet taste of his precum, but it was hard to concentrate on the taste with those hard and heavy nuts slapping against my chin. Soon, though, they pulled up and he pushed himself off of me.

“Whew! That was hot!” he said as he tried to calm his breath. I stood up and bent him over.

“I’m gonna’ much on that ass, Stevie” I said.

“GodI love that!” he hissed.

I spread those hairy, brown cheeks, exposing his pink hole. Slowly, I slid a finger inside him. His sphincter fought a good fight, but I won, sinking my finger in him knuckle deep, causing him to groan a deep, guttural groan. I worked that finger in and out while my own dick drooled his man seed onto the tile. I made a mental note to clean that up later. But now, it was time to eat.

I pulled my finger out and replaced it with my mouth. His hole was soft and hot against my tongue, his bristly hairs scouring against my clean shaven face. I reached under and grabbed his once again hanging hairy sack, gripping it firmly and pulling down hard. He winced initially but my tongue work on his hole seemed to replace that nut pain with pleasure.

After a few minutes of slurping that hole, I pulled away and reached for a rubber. I milked some natural lube from me, covered my dick with it, slid it on, then applied the rest to his hole. I positioned my bulbous head against his already tortured hole and pressed. Again, his hole tried to prevent my entrance, but I was inevitable. My head popped in with an audible ‘slop’. Steven screamed into the sofa cushion, causing me to push in more. Splitting him inch by inch, I was almost balls deep when he pulled away.

“Wait! Wait” he said. “You’re bigger than he said. I need to ride it first.” I conceded and laid lengthwise on the sofa. He mounted me, positioning himself above me. He slowly lowered himself onto me. I watched him descend and, as he did so, his balls pulled up to where all I saw was that perfect, black torpedo in between two large balls. He slowly fell down on me, exhaled and staid there for a couple of minutes. I felt his chute pulsing and squeezing me as I ran my hands over his chest, which was now damp with sweat.

He raised up and dropped himself on top of me, groaning and moaning in the process. His paced picked up and each time he dropped on me, he moaned and yelped. Each time knocking a bit of wind out of me in the process. He picked up the pace, never releasing his grip on my happy dick.

I was focused on his dick, long and big, slapping my stomach with each time he dropped on me. I was fascinated by this beautiful organ. It was hard and thick, with a beautiful head, seeping out clear, white liquid more and more, each time he forced me up inside of him. Like a helicopter, it flipped around, throwing his pre-seed around. I knew I didn’t want to waste it.

“Stop!” I shouted, grabbing his waist and holding him down on top of me.

“What’s wrong?” he asked between breaths.

I grabbed his cock. It felt amazing in my hand. How much more amazing would it feel inside of me?

“This thing is magnificent” I said. “It’d be a shame to waste it tonight.”

“You… you want me to fuck you?” he asked.

“Absolutely!”

“But J said you’re a top.”

“I’ve never bottomed before” I replied, hesitantly.

“First time for everything?” he asked, leaning down towards me.

“If you’re up for it” I replied.

“Oh Daddy. I’m up for it!” he said, raising up off of me, my cock popping out of his with a wet ‘plop’ sound. He pulled off my rubber, turned it inside out and slid it on him, which I found hot as fuck.

He grabbed my ankles and pushed my knees back to my hairy chest.

“Daddy’s got a nice ass – who knew” he said as he scrutinized my rear. “Nice, hairy and firm -go Daddy!” he said as he slapped my left cheek, sending a wave of heat through my body.

He leaned down between my ankles.

“Daddy. This is gonna’ hurt a bit!” he said as he pushed his head against my hole. I felt his head and wondered if this was a mistake as it seemed three or four times bigger than when I last saw it 45 seconds prior. I inhaled deeply, then exhaled the entire contents of my lungs as his head split me open. I tried to scream but I had no air in my body. He took this to mean, I guess, I was ‘good to go’ and slid his entire perfect monster into me.

I saw stars as my internal organs were forced to be rearranged. It was as if there was a third leg inserted into me. And it continued. Time seemed to stop as more pain flooded my brain. I tried to catch some air, but I was bent in half, so it was almost impossible. He growled right in my face as I felt his balls press up against my ass. He stopped and he exhaled. Our eyes were locked onto one another as he smiled.

“Fuck Daddy is tight! Did I just pop your cherry?”

I tried to moan a ‘yes’ as best I could.

“J’s not gonna’ believe this. Big power top Daddy taking a big…” he pulled out “...black…” he shoved back into me, causing my eyes to cross “…dick…” he pulled out again and stopped.He rotated his hips, keeping about ½ of his beastinside me, reaming me out even more. He pushed up off of me, allowing me to gulp in much needed air. But I could only take in a bit, the rest was being used to house his cock.

“What’s Daddy want from Steven?” he asked.

“What’s Steven got” I managed to get out.

“Oh. You want to see what Steven’s got?” he asked. He bent down. “Let Steven show you!”

Hindsight is 20/20, as they say. I shouldn’t have challenged him because he fucked the life out of me. I’ve never screamed and moaned and cried so much in my life! It was like I was giving birth in reverse, over and over and over and over again.

Relentlessly he pummeled me, using me for every inch of my life. His sweat dripped off of his face and body, dripping on to me, matting down my chest hair. My ass ached but begged for me at the same time. I’ve never had such a feeling. The wife could have walked in right then and I wouldn’t have care!

“Yes!” I found myself yelling as the pain subsided and was replace with glee. I found myself laughing at the pleasure my body was experiencing – like it’s never experienced before. I started to match my body with his movements.

“Damn son!” he yelled. “A power bottom in the making!”

“Shut up and fuck me!” I yelled. To which he cranked it up, unbelievable. He powered into me like a jackhammer – a hard, black, throbbing jackhammer!

Before I could react my dick erupted into the biggest gushing geyser of cum I’ve ever experienced. White liquid shot all over my face and shoulders and stomach. I lost count at six or seven jolts because that’s when Steven pulled out, my tight hole slamming closed behind him. I opened my eyes, my dick still erupting, to see him rip off the rubber and tossing it aside just in time for his black beast to puke his seed, soaking me in the process.

I looked like someone covered my in yogurt – warm yogurt.I looked at Steven. He was still locked in the same position, hand clamped around his spent, but still large, cock. His eyes closed with his body shaking ever so slightly, muscular chest rising and falling. I watched a trickle of sweat meander its way from his pecs, down through the valley of his abs, being absorbed into his wet belly hair. I could feel cum running down my sides of my toros, down my check and down around the back of my shoulder. I dared not move for fear of staining the sofa.

Steven opened his eyes and looked at me. His eyes widened.

“Shit. That’s a lot of cum, Daddy!”

“Some of it is yours” I said.

“Damn” he said, running his finger through the mess on my body. “I’ve never seen so much cum at one time” he said, still holding his still had dick in his hand. He smiled, then grabbed my left ankle, pushing it aside.

“What are you...” I started to ask as he slide himself back into me, much easier this time.

“I’m not done with Daddy” he growled as he started to fuck me again. Every nerve in my body started firing all at once. Every inch of my body was hypersensitive, including my hole. I thought I was done but neither of our dick agreed and, in no time, I was at full mast again, which has never happened to me prior. I gave up trying to hold bad the seed that was coating my body as, with Steven harder thrusts, made it impossible. I gave into the moment as he sped up his onslaught of my insides. I watched as my cock bounced up and down, splattering our cooling seed everywhere. I didn’t care that the rubber was on the tile – that Steven was taking me again – bare.

“Fuck. You’re tighter now than before! I’m gonna coat your guts, Dad!” he screamed, cramming himself deep inside of me – deeper than before – as he unloaded inside me. As the first blast punched my prostate, I dumped another, albeit, smaller load. I couldn’t breathe as his seed spilled inside me and I watched another round of seed spill from me.Steven’s body shook as hepinched the last few drop from his monster, the existed my hole. This time, unfortunately, my hole didn’t ‘slam shut’ and I felt liquid Steven draining out of me. But I didn’t care.

Steven sat back on the edge of the sofa, breathing heavily, and smiled.

“Not bad for a first time bottom” he said.

“I think I need to towel” I pleaded to him.

“Where are they?” he asked, standing up. I got a profile glimpse of his nude perfection and I knew, in that moment. Jermain would be my bottom and Steven my top.

“Second door on the left” I told him.

I watched his sweaty ass, literally, walk down the hallway and I knew this was the new me. Now,how to clean this sofa?