A Matter of Size and Color Part 1 - Ipeni By A. Nonnymoose (a.nonnymoose8@gmail.com)
This is fictional tale of the sexual adventures of Rod (basque9 on LPSG). It is a total fantasy. There new several phrases in Zulu. They are translated.
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Rod had always been attracted to men of color. Particularly handsome, muscular, hung men of color, specifically of African descent. Rod had been an alpha top all of his life but, he also had also always been brutally honest with himself. Now he had to admit that he wanted to be fucked by "a hot, handsome, muscular, hung man of African descent." He yearned for it. He lusted for it. His body ached for it. It clouded his mind. He wanted... he desperately wanted... that handsome face close to his -- those muscular arms around him, that huge cock up his ass -- fucking him again and again.
He had scoured the Internet for "BBC" porn. He had found some amazing stuff. He was especially fond of a "dad/son" video that he had discovered -- an older daddy working his 10" cock into the tight ass of a younger man. Rod got hard just thinking about the video -- watching it always made him cum. He had looked through hundreds of photographs, searching for the one man who could satisfy his desires. And, he finally found a group of pictures of men to his liking -- in shades from Café aux Lait to ebony. They all had the same odd watermark, "HWB4HBT." He searched around and found the website: "Hot White Bottom 4 Hung Black Top." "Perfect," he thought. He signed up. Rod quickly uploaded a handful of pictures and a couple videos -- he added his personal information and began to search through the albums of other members. It didn't take long to find the man he wanted -- a beautifully muscled man with a mammoth cock -- but, no head shots. The man's member name was "Ipeni." Rod quickly went to his webpage. His name was Ipeni Elikhulu. He was Zulu by birth. Rod gasped. His cock was 11 X 8.75". Then Rod's heart went thud. Ipeni was "100% Straight - Ladies Only Please." The kiss of death. Rod's frustration was growing when he heard a ding and a "you've got mail" symbol lit up. Rod clicked and the message appeared, "U R 2 Hot." Rod was mulling over the message when there was another ding, and another message, "U R Cock Is So Beautiful." Rod was astonished when he saw the name of the sender: Ipeni. Rod quickly wrote back, "Ipeni -- I'm very flattered but, I thought that you were "Ladies Only Please." Ipeni replied, "U R hot, hot, hot. Maybe you make me change my mind, Rod. Your profile says that U R just outside of Baltimore. Where?" Rod thought for a moment -- "never give out your real name or address." He then thought, "11 X 8.75" and gave Ipeni his address. Ipeni replied, "LOL I'll C U in 1 half hour."
"What," Rod thought, "what have I done..." He glanced back at Ipeni's photographs, and decided it was worth the risk. He wrapped a towel around his waist -- a weak effort at false modesty. He kept an eye on his watch. In precisely twenty-five minutes he saw the headlights. He heard the car pull up -- he heard the car door open and close. There was a knock. He opened the door of his house. Ipeni stepped in.
To say that he was the epitome of "tall, dark and handsome" would be a waste of words. His hair was cropped short, he had a shadow of a beard. His eyes smoldered. His body, his chest, his arms, his belly, and his sinuous thighs glowed with nearly superhuman masculinity and muscularity. He had his wallet and his keys in his hand. He wore only a kilt -- not a fancy Scottish kilt -- it was a leather workers kilt -- an exaggerated tool belt. The head and several inches of his cock hung below the edge of the kilt. Ipeni pushed the door closed and unbuckled the kilt. Kilt, keys, and wallet fell to the floor. At the same time, Rod dropped his towel.
Ipeni studied Rod. This would be the first time a man would feel the power of his cock -- the strength of his thighs and buttocks. It had to be the right man. Rod was shorter than he by a head, and older by...a few years. But, Rod was handsome and squarely built. He had a well maintained muscular body and he had a huge and beautiful cock. But, most important was what he felt, but could not see. He felt Rod's demonic lust -- his constant need for sex -- his ability to maintain a sexual experience for days, if the opportunity offered itself. Ipeni knew that men had worshiped Rod's cock just as women had worshiped his. The two men were well matched.
They now watched each other as their cocks hardened. They both groaned quietly as they reached full erection. Rod was first, his fat nine inches was straight up, flat against his belly. The head was cherry red. Ipeni stood with his feet apart. First, his cock lengthened, and then began to thicken, and then to rise. Ipeni's cock was just as advertised, 11 X 8.75". It curved up, towering to his nipples. The head was the color of an eggplant and size of an apple -- it was balanced on a thick ebony column. His balls were enormous. Rod had never been in the presence of genitals of this magnitude. His cock began to throb. Ipeni watched as a stream of precum began to flow down Rod's broad urethra.
Ipeni stepped toward Rod. He put his left hand behind Rod's head, and his right arm around his waist. He bent him slightly back. His tongue filled Rod's mouth. He tongue- fucked Rod's mouth, as they began to grind their cocks together. "So," Rod thought, "this is what it's like to be possessed." "So," thought Ipeni, "this is what it's like to possess a man."
They broke their embrace. Rod led Ipeni to the bedroom. Ipeni picked Rod up as if he were as light as a feather, and gently deposited him on the bed. He lay on top of him -- full weight. He began licking and nibbling from his ears -- down his neck -- his arm pits -- his nipples. When he reached Rod's cock, he paused. This was his first cock. He cautiously licked the head and got his first taste of precum - and went wild. He began to suck on the head of Rod's cock like a baby at its mother's breast. "Iqhude lakho lihle kakhulu (your cock is magnificent.) They both began to moan. Ipeni sucked Rod's balls, and was beginning to nibble his thighs when he suddenly stopped. He looked up at Rod. "I need to pee." He jumped up and headed for the bathroom. Rod was glad to have a moment to catch his breath. There was a tube of KY on a bedside table. Rod uncapped it. He shoved the tube up his ass and gave it a squeeze. The tube was still in his hand when Ipeni returned from the bathroom. Ipeni smiled, knelt between Rod's legs and indicated that Rod should lube him up. Rod squeezed a puddle of KY into his hand. He reached out and touched Ipeni's cock for the first time. He was barely able to say, "Oh, God..." He got up on his knees and sucked the huge head of Ipeni's cock into his mouth while he lubed the shaft. He tasted the salty precum. He began to tremble. Was he crazy to think that he could fuck a cock this huge? He didn't have long to worry about it. Ipeni pushed Rod back onto the bed. He raised Rod's legs and motioned for him to hold them. He positioned himself between Rod's legs, placed the head of his cock against Rod's asshole. He said, "Uqinsile kakhulu (You are so tight.)," and pushed. Rod saw stars, but the enormous head was in. Ipeni leaned forward and gathered up Rod in his arms. He began to push on his cock, gently but forcefully. As he pushed -- he swiveled his ass, screwing his cock in. He continued this slow penetration for nearly twenty minutes. Rod had moments of discomfort - small price for the pleasures to come. Suddenly, Ipeni was motionless and Rod realized that he had 11" of thick cock up his ass.
Now Ipeni began to fuck Rod -- pulling back and thrusting in, just a couple of inches at a time. For Rod... it seemed that the bed had begun to move. It seemed that they were floating. Ipeni began to widen his stroke. Rod was in ecstasy. He slipped a hand down between his legs so that he could feel the huge cock penetrating his ass. As Ipeni's stroke widened, his speed increased. They held on to each other for dear life. At last, 11 thick inches in, out -- pounding, plunging, probing. So there they were - the life-long alpha top being fucked by a stud who had never lain with a man, both of them experiencing uncommon plateaux of sexual pleasure. Ipeni paused and sat up. He leaned over and took Rod's cock into his mouth. Rod gasped. "Fuck, yeah -- fuck, yeah." Ipeni was like a contortionist as he simultaneously fucked and sucked Rod. In response to Ipeni's fucking and sucking, Rod began to work his hips. He tightened his ass on Ipeni's cock -- and released, tightened - and released. They rolled and pitched -- the bucked. Ipeni had gotten Rods cock into his throat. He paused long enough to say, "Ngiyaqhubeka! (I'm cumming!) They both thrilled to the feeling of their cum shooting and their bodies receiving each the others load. They paused, but neither lost their erection. Suddenly, Rod found himself flipped over and his ass in the air. Ipeni whispered, "Now I'll fuck you like a stallion seeds his mare." The new position brought Rod a new set of pleasures -- nearly a foot of fat sausage plowing and retreating. They both began to vocalize as they began mutual, multiple orgasms. Rod lost track of how many times they shot off. Finally, Ipeni's baseball bat sized cock began to deflate. Soon, it slipped out of Rod's ass -- leaving Rod with a desolate, empty feeling.
Ipeni whispered, "I must go," kissed Rod one last time, rose and walked to the bedroom door. He turned back. "You have shown me what a fool I have been. All my life, I've wasted my cock on women. You will see me again."
The bed was soaked with Ipeni's sweat. His essence hung in the air. Rod breathed deep. With his fingers, he lapped up some of the cum that had pooled on his belly and began to massage his cock. About five minutes passed and Rod thought it odd that he had not heard Ipeni's car driving off. Suddenly, Ipeni appeared in the bedroom doorway, a fiendish grin on his face, his massive cock again hard. Rod spread his arms and lifted his legs. Ipeni slowly, deliberately eased his cock back into Rod's ass. Ipeni's eyes were dilated and his teeth clenched as he ground his cock into Rod`s ass. They made love. Ipeni asserted himself as an aggressive top and Rod joyfully accepted Ipeni's huge cock, and thrilled to the feeling of Ipeni's enormous balls slapping against his ass.
The next morning, Ipeni called in sick. They had the entire weekend to fuck, and to explore -- and they did. They tried new, sometimes ridiculous, positions. They got out their phones and cameras and filmed each other jacking, fucking, and sucking. When Sunday evening arrived and Ipeni had to leave, it was with a thousand kisses and a thousand promises that they would see each other again soon -- and they did. Neither wanted to give up the extraordinary sex, and each wanted to continue to explore the relationship that was beginning to bind them together. For Rod, it was a dream come true.
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