Josh part 3
Usual disclaimers apply. This is pure fiction. I welcome your comments.
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After their first meeting at Epic video. Josh met up with Letterman a handful of times. Letterman, Josh learned, lived in the same dorms as he did, only two floors up. He was a football player (as Josh had guessed from his build and demeanor). Neither could usually host, but they had occasionally found a time when one or the other's roommate was away. Letterman gave Josh a quick blow a couple of times, but usually, Letter wanted to sit on Josh's thick cock. Josh liked this, but he also quickly tired of the fact that Letterman didn't seem to want to do anything other than what they usually did. Josh had needs. And he wanted to try new things. After a month, Letterman started "dating" a girl named Ashley and stopped returning Josh's texts. Josh was both insulted and relieved.
A few more trips to Epic video had led to less intense but generally pleasurable results. Josh tried to hold out for someone as hot as Letterman had been, but usually he would be approached quickly by an older man. Out of horniness and a shyness at telling anyone know, he usually would end up getting his cock sucked within minutes of sitting down in a grimy chair in a video booth. He really didn't mind. He would usually cum down at least two older men's throats each visit. He really enjoyed when a stranger ran their fingers up inside his shirt, across his olive skin, to gently stroke his nipples. On his fifth of six trip, Josh uncounted the large black man he had seen getting blown on his first visit.
The man came in after Josh, and found him at the end of the dark corridor, seated, gently stroking his cock. The black man stood in the doorway for a moment and made brief eye contact before stepping in. The man didn't speak, but rather unfastened his pants to reveal a cock that was larger soft than his own was hard.
The man put his hand on the back of Josh's head and shoved his head into his crotch. The man's must filled Josh's nose. Even had Josh took the man's cock into his mouth, it was already growing hard. In lightening speed, the cock grew to its full size, which Josh could hardly believe. Nine inches, maybe ten, and no matter how he tried, Josh could not fit it all down his throat. The man held his hand on the back of Josh's head, but he didn't push it down. Instead, the man let Josh control how deep he wanted to go and how hard. Josh would later surmise that this was a skill the man had learned out of necessity (his having such a large cock).
This cock was easily the largest Josh had ever tasted. And he was hungry to suck it. Josh remembered having wished he could have sucked this man's cock the first time he had visited the video booths. And now here he was. Josh worked to take a little more, opening his throat around the cock. He did a little better, but he came to understand that there would be no taking it all. It's length also had a thickness that make it difficult for Josh to get his mouth comfortably around it.
Josh settled into a rhythm. With his left hand, he gently rubbed the balls while using his right hand to steady himself against the wall. His head bobbed up and down at a quick but not frenzied pace. The man must have approved. He said nothing and made no sound. The only sound was the quiet sex sounds of the fuzzy video on the screen.
Minutes went by, and while Josh was really enjoying the thick black cock filling his throat, he was growing tired. It was harder to breathe with a mouth full of cock. And his jaw was aching already from the wide opening required to take even as much was he was taking. Josh also secretly feared that the man was going to pull his cock out of his mouth and spin him around to put it in Josh's hole. This prospect terrified him. While he knew he wanted to know what it felt like to take a dick up his ass, to feel a man occupy him. To feel a man's cum inside him, he was a little worried about disease, and a lot worried that if this man put a cock this large in him, it might tear him in two.
He needn't have worried. Just when Josh thought he might reluctantly pause to catch his breath, the man finally made a sound for the first time since walking into the booth. He grunted loudly and for the first time, pulled Josh's head hard toward his hips. Josh's throat was forced upon a little wider as the man's cock slipped a little deeper inside. The man spat and grunted as his semen shot down Josh's throat. Josh couldn't breathe. Couldn't resist. Tears welled up in his eyes. He was powerless to do anything but accept the man's seed.
The man's climax finally finished, he released Josh's head. Josh yanked himself off the cock out of reflex and coughed as he tried to catch his breathe. The man still didn't speak. He looked at Josh as he put away his dick and zipped his pants. Josh stared up at him. Used. Violated. Grateful. The man gently touched the side Josh's face and then disappeared back into the dark corridor and out the front door. He had gotten what he came for.
Josh looked down at his own cock, still out, and the stain of his cum splattered on the floor in front of his chair and dribbling down his jeans (still wadded around his ankles). Josh hadn't even noticed he had cum (and didn't know when). Josh stood up, pulled up his pants, and tried in vain to clean up his pants. As he walked to his car with an obvious cum stain on his jeans, he regretted not having asked the man for his number.