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I married young and after 25 years and a nasty divorce I had been
frequenting a pick up bar close to my apartment for several months. The
action was good there, if you weren't too picky and are into middle aged
divorced mom's looking to replace their cheating husbands. I surely wasn't
look to raise another kid but every once in awhile you could run into a good
looking mom, tell her how pretty she is and get lucky. My apartment was
close by and if they did spend the night I sent the home with the promise to
call them soon.
The dance music and abundance of white woman I guess attracted black males
that were also regulars. The woman seemed attracted to the black guys also,
they were young and of course they could dance well. In fact I think the
black guys usually got the better looking, in shape ladies first.
Last Saturday night, close to midnight, I headed to the restroom to snort a
line of coke. I had a favorite stall, the last one, where I could close the
door. I closed the toilet lid and sat down, pulled out my baggy and dipped
the straw in to take a hit. Just then the door slung open and a black guy
barged in with his zipper down and his snake already protruding from his
jeans. I said "excuse me" and he said "no, excuse me, I got to go bad!" I
stood up barely getting around him as he slammed the lid open and started
pissing.
He said "sorry dude, but don't let me interrupt you", and asked if I would
share. At that point I figured it would be better that he did some than take
a chance he might turn me in or make a scene. Besides, the bathroom was
somewhat crowded and it would be weird walking out right after he walked in.
He finished peeing and I handed him my baggy and straw and said, "there is
probably only a hit left but it's yours if you want it". He took the baggy
and did the hit and offered it back to me. I said just flush the evidence
and we both laughed.
I said I would leave first and he could give me a minute so no one would
notice. We said goodbye, and I figured that was that.
Being somewhat embarrassed and out of supplies I decided to call it a night
and went to the bar to pay my tab. As the barmaid brought my change I felt a
tap on my shoulder and turned to see my "new friend" standing behind me. He
said "hey brother, that's the best shit I had in years, do you have any
more?" Not thinking before I answered I said, "not with me". He said "my
name is Duane and I come here pretty regular and I have seen you here before
so I know you do also". He said " I isn't no cop but I would like to buy a
gram of that if you are willing to sell it".
I sold a few grams to pay for my stash so I told him if he wanted to follow
me to my apartment I could get him some, but no one else could come over.
When we got to the apartment some teenage kids were lurking outside so I
asked that he come in and stay a few minutes not to draw attention. We went
inside and I gave him a gram and he asked if he could repay the hit he had
done earlier. We did a few lines, started talking, solving world problems
(as you do on that stuff) and had a few drinks. The next time I looked at
the clock it as nearly 2 AM and I said "you're going to miss last call." He
said he was having more fun here and asked if I was ready to crash.
Our talk turned to girls, sex, interracial sex, eating pussy, porno's and
picking up woman at the bar and how coke caused "problems" at times with
erections. Being younger than me I told him I got a prescription for Viagra
and it "cured" that problem. He said he wanted to try them once and asked if
he could buy one from me. I went to the bathroom and got one alying it on
the counter and said "next time try this". We then laughed about woman
getting "jungle fever" and the myth that black men are hung better than
white men. He bragged it wasn't a myth and I said I hadn't seen black guys
naked since high school PE but I could "hang" with the best of them. With
that he said "if your dick is bigger than mine, I will suck it".
Thinking it was just macho guy talk I said "I already saw yours and I wasn't
impressed. He laughed, unbuckled his belt, pulled sown his jeans and said
"well show me what you got". I actually hadn't even looked in the bathroom
earlier but now I could see his uncircumcised cock and though it was
somewhat fat it wasn't long looking. Being the macho guy I am and since I
had taken a Viagra before going out that night, I decided to prove I was
bigger and pulled down my pants exposing my half hard cock. It certainly was
longer and more flaccid that his.
Once he say I was partly erect he claimed I was cheating, grabbed the Viagra
and the bottle of JD we were drinking and chased it down. He then asked, how
long does it take to work?" He said, we will see who is the champion then,
but for now a deal is a deal and before I could say a word he dropped to his
knees, grabbing my cock and pulled me toward him. He then open his mouth and
started sucking the my cock head.
Now I know I am not gay, but when I was a teen I had a neighbor guy that was
older who would suck me off. I had been jacking off for a few years and
wasn't getting much girl action so I looked at it like masturbation, since
he didn't expect anything back from me. Also, when I was married, I had a
guy I worked with offer me $100 bucks if he could blow me. Since I had many
blowjobs from another guy, not only did I agree, I didn't take his $100.
I guess Duane sucking me and recalling these memories must have kicked in my
sex drive because as I became aware of what was going on and looked down I
was totally erect and Duane had both hands around my cock and was sucking
away. He looked up at me watching him and said "yes, I know what I am
doing". With that he stood up and pulled me over to the couch and pushed me
to sit down. He sat between my legs and rubbed my cock and balls as he
talked. "You see" he said, when I was like nine years old my teenage brother
would make me suck his cock. He played basketball, and eventually he had his
teammates spend the night and make me suck them off too. He told me that
when I got older I would get the same treatment from the younger guys and it
would help me make more baskets when I played. He said "since he never
played basketball he just figured he missed out on the blowjobs. He said he
had many white girls suck him but he didn't like eating pussy mainly because
girls didn't shoot cum when they came. He said the cum was like the bonus at
the end.
He continued playing with my cock and balls as he talked, licking and
sucking my cock from time to time. He told me how one night after a
basketball game, the whole team had a sleepover. His brother invited him but
he would have to service all of them if he wanted to go. He sucked off so
many guys, black and white, but was disappointed that none of them service
him. With that, he stood up and went to do a line and get his drink.
As he stood I looked I noticed his cock was now more erect, be it the Viagra
or the excitement of his talk. No longer did he look shorter and fat, but
his protrusion seemed almost abnormal. His shaft appeared long and black
with an outline of a thick, large head. His balls, which I had not seen
before looked huge with little or no hair on them. He walked back over
toward me with the mirror in has hand and asked if I wanted to do a line. I
couldn't take my eyes off his huge head hiding in the foreskin. I had not
seen an uncirimised cock in years and was amazed, excited and curious. He
looked down and said, "don't worry it won't bite you, touch it if you want
to". I told him that I had not ever seen a uncircumcised cock and never have
seen a cock that appeared that large. He said " it has a head, just like
yours" and reached down with one hand pulling the skin back exposing a much
pinker head then the black shaft that was attached.
He than took the mirror and rubbed a line of coke on the head of his cock
and letting the skin cover it again said " that's your line, you better get
it quick". Without hesitation my hand reached out to his shaft, pushing his
long, dark shaft down and again expositing the fat head. Opening my mouth
and half sticking out my tongue I licked over the end as he trusted forward
pushing it inside my mouth. I tasted the coke and a saltly flavor. My mouth
went numb as I felt the head pass my lips and his excess skin rub over my
tongue. This was much different than anything I had ever felt sexually, yet
I was not repulsed and definitely excited. He than sat back down between my
legs and grabbed my cock and sucked my head for several minutes before
looking up and asking a if I wanted to snort a line.
He then said he felt very war and asked if he could take a cool shower. We
went to the bedroom and I gave him a clean towel and showed him around the
bathroom. I turned on the radio in the bedroom and layer on the bed smoking
a cigarette. Soon, I heard the shower stop and he turned out the bathroom
light as I layer on the bed. He walked over, as I smoked I could see by the
glow of the ciggy that his cock was now fully erect and he was obviously the
winner. Being fairly well hung at 8.5 inches his cock appeared nearly twice
as long. As I layed on my back, he walked over and said, " I feel cold now
and it was so warm in your mouth". He dangled his semi-hard cock toward my
mouth and I eagerly took it in. I licked the end, feeling the head and
foreskin with my tongue, and sucking the head. He started slowing pushing
his hips as if my mouth was a tight virgin pussy he was about to enter.
As he thrusted a little faster I wrapped one hand around his warm shaft and
put my other hand under his big balls, squeezing then as they dangled
between his legs. Again I realized how soft and smooth he was, wondering if
he shaved or if I had some misconception of a "brillo pad" hair. Mt thoughts
were soon interrupted, as a warm sensation filled my mouth. "What the hell
was that" I thought as I gasped for air". It took a few seconds to gain
composer before I realized he had just released a load of cum into my mouth.
Wow, it wasn't gross, it wasn't appalling, and I didn't even realize I had
swallowed it!. In fact, until it was done I didn't even realize it happened
and my thought was.....did he really cum....or did I????
If he had it certainly didn't slow him down, his cock now seemed fatter and
longer than before. I now had both hands around his enormous shaft and still
had more cock then I could take in my mouth. He then slumped over me and
layed on the bed as I sat up next to his side. I slid my hand up and down
his shaft and could now see his head moving in and out of the darked
foreskin and cover the head as I stroked him. His head glistened and soon a
bead of liquid formed around the tip. I licked the juice off as I sat beside
him and pulled his extra skin way down to expose the fat cockhead.
He moaned and groaned as I slid the head in and out stroking his long shaft.
As I sucked the head he said "you better get a towel or something, because I
am going to make a big mess". About the same time hot juices started leaking
the end of his cock and I put my mouth over the end trying to stop his
eruption. My mouth filled with hot jims as I swallowed it down as fast as I
could. His shaft pulsated and the hot fluid filled my mouth several times.
The taste was unbelievable and I wanted more. I sucked him as hard and fast
as I could, pumping his dick and swallowing load after load his creamy
delight.
Duane is a good friend and regular client now. We do the guy thing when we
don't get lucky at the bar.