I left Rodney’s place with a huge load plugged up inside of me, and a very red butt. That’s how the session ended, but let’s go back to how the evening unfolded.
I’d last played with Rodney about over two months ago. Our busy schedules always got in the way. But not on this night. I was actually just sitting at home watching tv when my phone chirped.
“You free tonight?”, it read.
I hesitated just briefly before responding
“Yep”
“Wanna play?”
“Yep. I’ll text you when I’m parked.”
Rodney gave me a thumbs up and I turned off the tv and immediately started messing with my shower shot convinced I was squeaky clean, I dressed in a slutty jockstrap and shorts. I wore a flimsy tank top that revealed my smooth chest and toned arms.
I almost left out the door when I remembered back to our last fuck session. Rodney told me to “bring a plug next time”, and I also brought a leather strap because Rodney got off on smacking my ass around.
I found one of my smaller gym bags and stuffed them into it along with some good poppers and was then on my way.
I texted Rodney, or as I like to think of him, the King, that I was parked.
“Doors open”, he replied
I let myself in and there he was sitting in his living room already smoking a hand rolled joint while watching Rhyheim Shabazz and a couple of other big-dicked Black tops take turns using some white boy’s holes.
He was shirtless and wearing only a pair of black running shorts, showing off that glistening thick muscled body, perfect ringlets of hair smattered on his pectorals and fanning around his stomach. His hair covered thick thighs, manspread. His eyes were already a bit glazed over.
I put the bag down and he patted the empty spot on the sofa next to him for me to join him. I pulled off my shirt and shorts and once my butt hit the cushion, his arm was around my shoulder and he held the lit joint in between his fingers for me to take a drag.
I took maybe too big of one and started to choke a bit. Rodney laughed at me.
“Slow down white boy. We have all night.”
“Yeah, ok”, I agreed.
After we each took a second hit, Rodney put the joint down into the small glass ashtray next to him and he pulled me in for a wet kiss. His goatee smelled like weed and his mouth tasted like beer and weed combined, but I was already melting for him.
Rodney’s hands explored my smooth skin, his fingers twisted and pulled on my nipples. Then his head lowered from my lips and Rodney’s teeth gripped my right nipple and he gently chewed and licked it before giving the same treatment to the other. I threw my head back and closed my eyes.
Rodney pulled off of me and said, “mmmmm, you are so sexy. You know that, white boy.”
I blushed. It was no secret Rodney was turned on by me. It wasn’t the first time he’d said that.
“Thanks”
“You see that white boy getting used by all those Black men? I bet you wish that was you, don’t you?”
“Yeah, that’s hot.”
“It is. I can’t wait to get my cock in that ass of yours. I’m so fucking horny. Feel this.”
Rodney pushed my hand over his hard cock, no underwear, it was straining the fabric of his shorts.
“You see. I told you.”
It was impressive, that’s for sure.
I didn’t ask for permission, I slithered down the sofa between Rodney’s spread legs and helped him pull his shorts completely off.
Rodney lit the joint again and took a drag while I opened my mouth for the first few licks. I lifted my head, only to suck in more potent weed and then my head was swirling, and I lowered my open throat all the way down to the King’s base.
I love a mouthful of hard cock filling me up like that. I breathed through my nose as my throat contracted around his cock, Rodney then pressed his hand over my bald head and his hips bucked upward. Sucking cock when high completely eradicates my gag reflex. I took his cock in like the cocksucking champ of the world.
I looked up and watched Rodney occasionally close his eyes when not watching me suck him off or catching glimpses of the action on his tv.
I always loved the way Rodney smelled, and my nostrils were flaring in his thick bush. When Rodney removed his hand from the back of my head and clasped his hands behind his head, I pressed my nose into his balls catching their beautifully potent fragrance. Emboldened by their effect on me, I took one and then the other in my mouth, licking, sucking and pulling on them, while I inhaled deeply. I wished I could stay on my knees and worship the King’s cock for the rest of my life, but that wasn’t going to happen.
“Let me get some of that ass”, he said.
Rodney manhandled me so I was bent over the arm of the sofa, spread my ass with his hands and pressed his face into my buttcrack. He munched away like it was his last supper, making all kinds of juicy noises and moans that reverberated throughout my body and made me ravenous for his cock.
Before Rodney gave me his prize, he paused for us to get a really good buzz on and we finished that joint off until it was gone.
I reached into my bag and pulled out the plug, the strap, and the poppers.
Rodney and I kissed again, standing up, wet, sloppy, noisy, his hardness pressed against my thigh.
“You ready for my big dick, faggot?”, he asked.
“Please, yes.”
Rodney placed a pillow from the sofa on the carpet and laid me on my back. I opened the fresh brown bottle of Amyl and took a nice big couple of hits and Rodney did the same.
Once I closed the cap and set it down, I held my legs open by the ankles. Rodney spit in my hole and brought his thick throbbing cock up to my hole and gently slid inside me.
“Ohhhh yes”, we hissed together. “You like that white boy, my big dick in your pussy?”
“Yesssss, I love it!”
Rodney spit in my face and then kissed me while grinding his big dick inside of me, circling his hips round and round, making my eyes roll backward.
Rodney grabbed hold of my ankles, holding my legs straight upward to really do some deep hole digging, spearing through my love knot over and over making me squeal in absolute glee. I was so slack and loose from all the weed, it was awesome.
“Yes, fuck me! Fuck me please! Hard as you want! Use my pussy!”, I demanded.
A devious grin grew on Rodney’s face after smashing his cock harder and deeper, giving me what I asked for.
Then he unexpectedly pulled out, flipped me on my stomach, pulled my hips up and he used the leather strap on my ass. Not even at all trying to be half-assed about it. He was really taking it to me full throttle, grunting with every single stoke. The noise of leather on flesh cracked through the air, bouncing off the walls.
“Yes! Yes!”, I cried out. “Fucking whack my ass! Fuck yeah!”.
“Oh wow faggot, your white ass is pinking up so good.”, Rodney commented, stopping briefly to admire his work before giving me some more.
“Your ass is on fire now white boy, it’s so red!”
He put the strap down and spit on his hand and coated his cock while I poppered up. Rodney slid his dick right back inside, balls-deep. Then his hand swatted my raw ass repeatedly while he slammed his cock in and out of me, battering my hole like I wanted it.
“This is what you came here for white boy? My big black dick? I got what you need right here!”
Rodney went to town again, really going hard, fast and deep, his right hand must have been stinging he left his imprint on my sore butt cheek. His cock stayed hard a steel. I clamped my hole down over his cock and began to milk it, taking over this fuck like a true power bottom.
Rodney kept at it, now his hands alternating the hard smacks, while encouraging me to ride him.
“Fuck, look at your red ass bouncing on my big black dick. Fucking hot pussy! Fuck, fuck yeah, ride my dick, faggot! Fuuuccckkk!”
I was possessed. The weed and the poppers made all of my inhibitions disappear. I was sex crazed.
“Pound your load into me! Fuck me!”, I commanded.
“Yeah, you ready for my load, white boy? You want me to fuck it right into your pussy?”
“Yes, yes please!”
“Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you!”
“I want you to fuck your load into my white faggot ass! Please! Breed my fucking pussy good!”
“Yeah, I’m gonna give you all of my seed, don’t you worry faggot. I’m gonna fill your fucking white ass pussy right up! That’s what you want faggot, right?”
“Yes, I want to inseminate me! Fuck me until you cum, fuck my white pussy!”
“Yeah, you’re gonna get it right now fucking faggot white boy! Here it fucking cums just for you! Ohhhhhhh fuuuccckkk! Ohhhhhhhh fuuuuccckkk yeah. Take my fucking load in your pussy! Fuuccckkk yeah!”
Rodney had a vice grip on my hips, fingernails digging into my skin as his balls emptied out their contents. I felt Rodney’s cock twitching inside me, filling me up with his warm seed. Strong spasms, six or seven of them, pulsing right inside my well-fucked ass.
“Ohhh yessss”, I hissed with a huge grin on my face, knowing I was being bred with the King’s seed. “Fuck yeah, I could feel you breeding my pussy!”
When Rodney pulled his cock from my ass, he immediately plugged it before any of his ball juice could escape. It was one of my medium sized plugs which was providing me with a nice stretch. My fucked out hole offered no resistance.
I circled round to clean off his cock, still coated with his own seed, some gelled up on his balls and pubes, which I happily licked off, once again filling my nose with his musky scent.
“Thank you, that was so hot”, I said.
“Yeah, I fucked you good, didn’t I?”
“You always do.”
“Because I know what white boys like you need.”
“Ummm yeah, you do.”
I pulled my clothes back on and kissed Rodney good night.
I felt that plug in my ass rub against my prostate and then felt my caged cock drooling into my jockstrap. To say that I didn’t enjoy every road bump on my drive home would be an outright lie.
When I got back to my own place, I stripped again and saw a giant wet spot on the pouch, I needed to blow.
I looked in my bedroom mirror, turned around and saw how bright red and pink my ass was and then I bent over and saw the plug embedded up in me.
I squatted lower to the floor and watched myself self pleasure, using Rodney’s thick cum as lube. The plug’s width felt so amazing like I was punching my own pussy out. I found just the right spot that I knew would do the trick to make me blow my load. I panted. I moaned. I grunted. Finally, I’d hit that point of no return and I screamed out loud, “OHHH YESSSS”, and gobs of cock snot dribbled down my black Cobra cage like an erupting volcano. It had been so long since I’d last cum and denying myself for weeks and months at a time make these occasions even more spectacular.
Needless to say, I slept like a baby that night. The weed, the seed, and the need all contributing to an amazing night.
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