The Black Faggot - 2
It wasn't until about 4 hours later that I heard a knock at my door. I nearly broke my neck trying to get downstairs to answer it, hoping it was Todd.
"Happy to see me, nigger?" Todd said as I opened the door.
"Yes, Sir. Please, come in." I replied.
I led him further into the lower level of my townhome where I had a leather recliner where I would suck dick when I invited a guy over. I wanted them to be comfortable while I serviced them from my knees. They could recline, sit or stand while I licked, sucked, rimmed and cleaned them.
"Nice set up, faggot. Seems like you know how to please a guy." Todd said.
"I try, Sir." I replied.
"Well, then. I went for a run to work up a sweat. You ready to smell my white dick, nigger?" Todd asked.
I dropped to my knees in front of him, but I didn't dare touch him until told to do so.
"Yes, Sir. I am more than ready." I replied.
"I like your eagerness. I am so much younger than you but you are on your faggot knees ready to sniff my white dick." he said.
"But, if I let you do this. There is a lot of fucked up shit that you are going to do for me. You would be able to stop at any time, but once you say no, this ends. You'll never get me in this house again. Got it?" Todd said.
Without any hesitation, I agreed. "Yes, Sir. I got it." I said. There was nothing I wouldn't do for him even after only knowing him for less than a day.
"Good. First things first, I am going to need a key to your house. You can't never come to my house becuase of my parents, but since you live alone, I can come over whenever I fucking want."
"Yes, Sir." I replied.
"Second. Whenever I tell you I am coming over, I want you on your knees when I get here. The first thing you will always do is smell my dick and show my dick some respect. I am now your god. I own you!"
"Yes, Sir." I replied.
"Third. Get yourself tested. I have a lot planned for you and I don't catch any of your faggot diseases. If you have anything, we're finished."
"Yes, Sir. But I was tested last month, Sir, and I am clean." I replied.
Slap. "Get tested again faggot, fuck!" Todd yelled.
"Yes, Sir." I replied holding my face.
"Fourth. You are to cut off any other faggots you are sucking off. My dick will be more than enough for you and I will keep you filled with my superior cum. Delete all the faggot apps on your phone and any other ways you get dick."
"Yes, Sir." I replied.
"Good. Now...bury your black faggot face between my legs and smell my white dick, nigger." Todd said while placing his hands on his hips.
I leaned forward and began sniffing. God it was fucking awesome. I love that sweaty dick smell. I was moving his dick and balls around with my nose trying to as far between his legs as I could and inhale everything. I could tell that his dick was larger than I thought it would be as he began to get hard; at least seven or eight inches. My throat was going to love it.
"Yeah, that's right nigger. Smell my superior white dick. You're going to be licking and sucking it soon. You're going to clean me up with your faggot tongue. Licking the sweat off my dick and my balls until I tell you to fucking stop."
I moaned as I continued feeding my lungs the smell of his dick.
"Lower my shorts with your teeth, faggot. No hands." Todd said.
I went from one side to the other, pulling his shorts down with my teeth to reveal the tent. Eight inches of hard, white teen dick. My fucking heart was racing.
His shorts fell on top of his flip flops. He kicked his legs to remove them and his shorts, leaving nothing but his shirt on.
"Keep smelling my dick and balls, nigger." He said.
I immediately complied. I pressed down on his dick with my nose and inhaled quickly trying to suck the skin off. I positioned his piss slit right into my nostril and inhaled as Todd gave my nose a few pumps seemingly trying to fuck my nose.
"God, you are a true faggot. You love this don't you? You love being my bitch? You're going to do anything for my white dick, huh?" Todd asked.
I was fucking loving it all. "Fuck yes, Sir. I never want this to end." I replied.
He leaned down and whispered in my ear. "Do what I say, when I say it and you can be my nigger faggot forever. Now lick my dick."
Him whispering in my ear was almost as good as an orgasm with the words he used. I have wanted to be owned by a white man all my life and I had found him. I wanted nothin more than to find a guy that wanted to use me for his pleasure and not give a fuck about mine.
I started licking his dick and balls with so much enthusiasm.
"Oh fuck, faggot!. Todd said. "Your tongue is so fucking warm!"
I licked everything. His dick head, his piss slit, his balls...I even tried to "jerk him" by sliding my tongue along his "cum tube" under his dick.
"Fucking faggot, that feels good. Suck it, nigger. Suck my fucking dick, fuck!" Todd yelled.
I licked back up to the head of his dick and dove down on it...all the way down.
"Fuck!" Todd yelled as he leaned forward and cradled my head with his forearms, locking my head in place with his dick down my throat as he began thrusting.
"Just keep my dick in your throat. It won't be long, this is so fucking good, nigger. I'm going to cum soon." Todd moaned.
It took everything in me to hold the line and suppress my gag reflex. I had to focus on that more than focusing on his dick. It was the only way to make it as pleasurable for him as possible.
"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! My dick! My fucking dick...feels so good in your nigger throat." Todd yelled as he pumped away.
My gag reflex seemed to be in check. I reached up and grabbed Todd's muscular ass and pushed him into my mouth even more, if that were possible. But that act of eagerness sent him over the edge as I guess it did send his dick even deeper.
"Oh fuck! You fucking nigger faggot, take my fucking cum! Ah...fuck...fuck...eat it...fucking eat it all...suck it all out of my dick!"
The best feeling in the world for me is to feel a guy's dick pulsing between my lips. It is the only selfish act I perform. When I am sucking dick and I know the guy is about to cum, I take as much dick as I can because I want to feel his dick throb with my lips. Nothing turns me on more than knowing a guy is cumming in my mouth, mentally, and feeling him cum in my mouth with the pulsation. The guy doesn't know this, he just thinks I am making it better for him by deep throating him when he cums, and that is true, but to an extent.
I could feel those pulsations with Todd...they were very pronounced. He pulled his dick back a little and I swallowed his huge fucking load. He kept pushing his dick back down my throat as I sucked him soft. I wanted those last drops of cum that like to stay inside until the dick goes soft. I wanted every fucking drop and Todd was going to give it to me.
He sat down on the chair completely exhausted of the throat fuck he had just given me. I kept tending to his dick, licking it and making out with it. Eventually I moved to his thighs as he continued his heavy breathing trying to recover.
I then moved to his knees and legs, alternating between the two to not miss and inch.
"What are you doing, faggot? Licking me all over?" Todd asked.
"Yes, Sir. May I?" I replied.
"Yeah, nigger. Make me feel even better with your faggot tongue." He replied.
"Thank you, Sir."
I picked up where I left off. Licking his legs and making my way down...to his feet. They were a little dirty as he had been wearing sandals, but I didn't give a shit. I licked all over them...the soles, the ankles, in between his toes, biting on his toenails.
"Fuck dude. You do this for all the guys that come in here?" Todd asked.
"No, sir. I almost never lick feet." I replied. Which was the truth. I don't find many guys into having another guy submit like this.
"Fuck. You are such a faggot for me dude. I love it. Keep going. Make out with my white feet."
I did just that. Getting them wet and sliding all the toes at once into my black faggot mouth. At one point I rubbed the soles of his feet all over my face and then got on my back and set his feet on top.
Todd leaned over and looked at me.
"Fuck dude. How low do you go? You want to literally be underneath me, huh?" Todd laughed.
"Yes, Sir. It's a niggers place to be underneath a white man. Literally." I added.
Todd stood up, moving one foot to the floor and leaving the other on my face. He pulled out his phone and took a selfie with me in the background underneath him.
"Everything is as it should be." I uttered into the sole of his foot.
End part 2...more to follow.
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