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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 aren't too picky and into middle aged
divorced mom's looking to replace their cheating husbands. I surely not
looking to raise another kid but every once in awhile I run into a good
looking mom, tell her how pretty she is and get lucky. My apartment was
close by and if she did spend the night I sent them home with the promise to
call them soon. Yea right!
The dance music and atmosphere attracts an abundance of woman.
The women seem somewhat attracted to the black males as
they are younger and of course they could dance. In fact I think the
black guys usually get the better looking, in shape ladies first.
Last Saturday night, close to midnight, I headed to the restroom to do a
line of coke. I had a favorite stall, the last one, where I could lock 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 kid
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 brother, 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
as 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'm not a 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 along.
When we got to my 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 but if I wanted to crash he would go.
Our talk turned to girls, sex, interracial sex, eating pussy, porno 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 and asked if
he could buy one from me. I went to the bathroom and laid the blue pill 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 laughingly said, "if your dick is bigger than mine, I'll 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 down his jeans and said
"now show me what you got". I actually hadn't even looked in the bathroom
earlier but now could see his dark, 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 unzipped my pants exposing my longer, half hard cock. It
certainly was
longer and more flaccid that his.
Once he saw I was partly erect he claimed I was cheating and popping the
Viagra
in his mouth chasing it down with the bottle of JD we were drinking. He then
asked,
How long does it take to work?" "We'll see who is the champion then!
He then said "for now a deal is a deal and before I could say a word he
dropped to his
knees, grabbed my cock and pulled me toward him. He opened his mouth and
before I
could say a word he started sucking my cock.
I know I am not gay, but when I was young 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 great
blowjobs from another guy, not only did I agree, I didn't take his $100.
I guess Duane sucking me and recalling those 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 I would 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 a load of cum was like a
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 serviced
him. With that, he stood up and went to do a line and get his drink.
As he stood 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 and had 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 under the foreskin. I had not
seen an uncircumcised 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 never seen an uncircumcised cock up close and
never
a cock that appeared as large as his. 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 exposing the 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 salty flavor. My mouth
went numb as I felt the head pass my lips and his excess skin rub over my
tongue. It 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 if I wanted to do another a line.
He then said he felt very warm and asked if he could take a 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 laid on the bed smoking
a cigarette. Soon, I heard the shower stop and he turned out the bathroom
light. He walked toward the bed I could see his now hard cock and he was the
winner. Being fairly well hung myself at 9 inches his cock appeared almost
twice
as long. As I lay on my side, he walked over and said, " I feel cold now
and it was
so warm in your mouth". He rock hard cock pointed at 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 back and forth as if my mouth
was a
tight virgin pussy he was trying to enter.
As he thrust 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 a misconception of a "brillo pad" hair. My 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 came in my mouth.
Wow, it wasn't gross, it wasn't appalling, and I didn't realize if I had
swallowed it all or not. In fact, he now slid in and out much easier 't and
my
thought was.....did he really cum....or did I????
If he did cum 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
lay 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 big, pink head.
He moaned and groaned as I slid the head in and out stroking his long shaft.
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 fluids and I gagged swallowing it down as
fast as I
could. His shaft pulsated and his cum filled my mouth several times.
There was no taste, no foul flavor, be it the numbness of the coke, or his
hot liquid.
I pumped his long shaft sucking the head as hard as I could, pumping his
dick and
swallowing load after load of creamy delight.
He then stood up, his now very long cock dangling between his legs and
squeezed
his shaft from top to bottom and grabbed my dick with his now cum soaked
hand.
He kneeled between my legs licking and lightly biting my balls. He said"
close your
eyes and relax" as his mouth engulfed my shaft. Using no hands he raised and
lowered
his head over my cock sucking it lightly as if I was fucking a soft, warm
vagina.
I opened one eye as my cock exploded in his throat and cum filled his
mouth. He
kept sucking slower and slower as my cock softened and jism spilled from
his mouth
he licked his tongue and lips over my drenched cock and balls.
Duane is a good friend and regular client now. We hang out together at the
bar
and have brought a few girls over to my apartment. We talk about doing a
threesome and can't wait to find the right girl to "surprise" with our own
talents.
We have done the guy/guy thing a few more times together when didn't score
with girls.
We agree that many girls seem repulsed by the idea but if we find the right
one or
two, it will be a party to they will never forget!