Assignations-R-Us

Assignations-R-Us

Chapter 1

Unless I'm writing in terms of the "royal we", this story should probably be entitled "Assignation-B-Me." I'm undoubtedly a candidate for Sex Addicts Anonymous. But, I'd never join an organization like that. It presupposes that I have an addiction that needs curing. I don't. I love sex!

From the time I hit puberty at the early age of 12.5 years, my dick ruled my life. And still does. Even before I was pubescent, I liked looking at other boy's dicks and girl's pussies. I was fascinated by them. I knew my dad had a big dick because he showed it off nearly daily. It wasn't like he was waving it at me. But, it did show largely through his shorts or his trousers. I hoped that someday I'd have a dick as big as his, because I sure enjoyed playing with the little one I had. Well, it wasn't that little when I compared it with other boys my age. My black dick was considerably larger than theirs and was cut, too, just like theirs. We did a lot of comparing, my friends and I. It wasn't uncommon to find us under the covers in a bedroom showing off our dicks to each other. And we loved to show them off when they were hard. Most of the boys had small dicks that got a little larger, but got a lot fatter and turned bright pink when hard. My dick got a lot longer, much thick, and stayed black like the rest of me.

Yeah, I'm black and my playmates were generally white boys. Our family lived in one of those large metropolitan towns that had a fair number of black people, some Latinos, Asians, etc. But, we lived in a neighborhood that was upper middle class. That meant there were few minorities. Houses were expensive here. But, as a kid, I never understood why anyone couldn't have a nice house like we did. Why weren't there more kids like me at school?

By the time I was 10, I knew there was such a thing as income inequality. That explained some of what I saw, but it still made me uncomfortable that there were so few boys like me in my circle of friends. However, I still had very good friends who weren't like me and I cherished all of them. We had a lot of fun as kids, and not only when we were comparing dicks.

By the time I was 13, I was already over 6' tall and weighed about 160. I was developing muscularity that surprised me. But, given that my dad was a mass of muscles, I guess I came by it naturally through my genes. Dad is the offensive squad coach for the professional football team in our town. He worked out with the team all the time and kept himself in shape that way. Mom fixed nutritious meals and kept us away from junk food. She's a dietician at one of the local hospitals.

Although we compared dicks as kids, we never really went much farther than touching each other. No one jacked off or sucked another kid that I knew of. I never got an invitation to play around like that. No doubt, I would have jumped at it. I'd been pleasuring myself from the time I was 8. Now that I was squirting loads, I was pounding out sperm every day, sometimes twice a day.

Toward the end of the school year, I was dating one particular girl who was two years ahead of me. Everyone said we made a cute couple. She was a white girl with big knockers and a reputation. But, we didn't do much more than a lot of kissing and some subtle exploring of each other's bodies. I finally got her to let me feel her boobs and then slipped my hand down her panties. She was very wet. I went back to her breasts and easily unfastened her bra and slipped it off. Her perky hooters got a good, but gentle feel from me. I leaned in and licked at the erect nipples and then sucked on them.

Meanwhile, my right hand was very busy playing with her wet pussy. I was so concentrated on exploring her that I didn't immediately notice that she'd unfastened my pants and was stroking my hard dick through the fabric of my shorts. I was heavily dribbling precum. She reached inside my shorts and pushed her hand along the full length of my dick, forcing my shorts down. Her hand rubbed my excited dick head, smearing precum all over my throbbing dick.

I kissed down her body and used both hands to push her panties down. My mouth found her pubes and kissed lower. Her wetness greeted me and my tongue explored the button of her intense joy. She was squealing with delight and for the moment, ignoring my hard dick. Her hands were pushing my face harder into her crotch. I made sure that my tongue and lips sucked and licked at her knob.

"I need you," she whispered urgently. "I'm on the pill and need your big, black dick inside me."

That was an invitation I eagerly accepted. Moving atop her, I aimed my hard dick at her pussy hole and pushed gently. Her back arched as I entered her and slid deeper. She was so wet that I nearly fell in. As I pushed deeper, she cried out, "Too deep, Marcus! You're hurting me with that long, thick penis." I pulled back and worked at fucking her with only the first six or seven inches of my 8" dick. Yes, I was that big when I was 14.

And because I was 14, I sprayed my load into her only seconds later. I bellowed out my climax as she begged me to fuck her harder and faster. I knew that girls could climax repeatedly and I wanted her to enjoy this as much as I did, so I kept pounding away at her without going too deep. She was playing with her clit as I pumped away, but that wasn't getting her there.

So, I pulled out and licked at her clit again, using my lips and tongue to bring her to a shattering climax. She sprayed her climax juices all over my face, but I was determined to give her what she wanted. Hopefully, she'd want to fuck with me many more times if she did. Her climax lasted nearly a full minute. Her climax peaked several times before I pulled away. Despite her juices, I tasted my own load. This wasn't the first time either. When I shot in my bedroom at night, I often pumped my cream in jets that hit my face and the headboard behind my head. So, I'd tasted my sperm several times. Truthfully, I liked how my loads tasted.

After that first time with her, we fucked nearly every day (except one week per month), right after school or in a quiet place during the noon hour. Nearly every time, I shot my load deep inside her and then ate her out. She never blew me or sucked my dick. It seemed one-sided to me, but I was getting my rocks off inside her almost daily, so I didn't really care.

However, at the end of the school year, she told me that she was moving and would finish her high school career out of state. There was no chance to get together again after the school year ended. That last night with her was heavenly. We fucked several times and I made her cum as many times as I shot my big loads into her. She said that she'd miss my big dick and hoped that I found someone worthy of my sexual skills.

During the summer, Dad always took me to the workout facility that the team used and we would work out together. He had the strength coach come over and show me what I should be doing and how to build myself up. However, he was cautious about letting me use weights that were too heavy for my young body. "If you want to get bigger, you have to take care of yourself first. If you think you can handle more weight, don't. Just increase the repetitions and do more sets," he'd repeat nearly every time I showed up. And my dad reinforced that mantra, watching me like a hawk when I put weights on machines or grabbed free weights.

Team members encouraged me and spotted me occasionally. They were good men. The part I enjoyed the most in the workouts was the showers. I'd stay in there for much longer than I should, just for the chance to check out the dicks of the players. Of course, some were enormous like my dad's, and other were amazingly small. The small ones did get some catcalls from other players. The guys with big dick strutted around and waved them at the other players. I was mesmerized.

Even at 14, I was hungry for dick. I wanted to feel them, stroke them, see how hard and how big they got. That gave me a lot of mental material to jack off to each night in bed. And it came very close to getting me in trouble in the showers with the team. At that age, anything would make my dick hard. Even a change in the size of one guy's dick to the next would start my dick rising. And I was only glancing at them. It didn't take much.

"You're gonna have a big dick like your dad's," a voice said next to me. I was startled and turned quickly to see who it was. André was a tight end for the team and was built like a Greek god. His broad shoulders tapered down to his square pecs, past his washboard stomach, and down to his dark pubes from which hung a long dick. His legs flared into massive quads and downward to his big calves and big feet. His skin was flawless, his face beautiful. André was the finest white male specimen I'd ever seen. No one in any of the many porn flicks that I watched in my bedroom compared favorably to him.

I'd wondered what it would be like to be with him sexually. I'd seen a lot of gay porn that showed how enjoyable it was to get fucked, to suck dick and swallow cum, and felch out the load you just pumped into some guy's asshole. My girlfriend made me think that my dick was too big to fuck anyone deeply. So, I wasn't sure I could ever fuck a guy as deep as I did her. But, my dad had a big dick and my mom never complained about it or cried out like my girlfriend had.

"How old are you now, Marcus?" André asked. When I told him that I'd just turned 14, I thought I heard him say, "Pity." "I'm sure you're putting it to good use, though," he smirked and checked out my dick again. It had risen to nearly full length and thickness. I was mortally embarrassed and put both hands in front of my crotch, trying to hide my burgeoning hard-on. "No need to hide that beauty, Marcus. You should be proud of equipment like that."

I glanced at his crotch again and immediately couldn't stop staring. His dick was fully hard and already leaking precum. I guessed it to be at least as long as mine and probably thicker. He moved in closer and whispered, "I'm sure your girlfriend is enjoying the hell outta that," he smiled, glancing down at my totally erect dick.

"Uh, she just moved away last week," I stammered.

"No action for a week?" André exclaimed in a low purr. "That's gotta hurt. I hope you're draining those big nuts at least daily or you'll get blue balls." I knew what he meant and only nodded. "Good. Keep it in good working order. You never know when you'll be called upon to rise to the occasion." He patted me on the shoulder and then on the ass. "Keep up the good work," he smirked.

You know I whacked off to that conversation for the next month, every night. I made sure that I showered when André did and he didn't mind showing off his amazing body, beautiful ass, and huge dick. Within a week, we were jacking off together when no one else was around. He finally admitted that he wished I were "of age" so we could get to know each other better. "Besides," he said, "I doubt that your dad would appreciate me playing around with his handsome, enticing son."

"You think I'm hot as a man?" I asked and wished I hadn't.

He grinned and answered, "If you were `of age', I'd already have made a play for you. I'd love to suck you off, fuck with you, eat out that beautiful bubble butt."

"But, doesn't it hurt to take so much dick?" I asked. "My girlfriend couldn't take me, so I had to use only some of my dick when we fucked."

"A girl's vagina is only so deep," André instructed. "A man's ass is very deep and can take just about any sized dick." He looked around and whispered in my ear, "I've taken dicks as big as yours and loved every inch of it."

"Guys on the team?" I wondered. He smiled, but didn't answer. I glanced around to see who I thought might fuck him. There were too many possibilities, so I let it slide. "Do you do it bare?" I asked.

"Only with men I know are negative," he answered. "And that's rare. So, I always have condoms with me, just in case I score."

"Where do you find men to play with?" I pressed.

"Lots of places. You'd be surprised how many men don't know us professional football players by sight or by name. So, it's easy to be anonymous," he concluded.

"How about for a guy my age?"

"I thought you were into girls."

"Uh, yeah, I am, but I've been playing around with other guys my age and have always enjoyed it; and, never to the extent that you're talking about. My girlfriend was the first and only one I fucked or ate out. I've never done any of that with my friends. Just some friendly jacking and that's about it."

"But, you wanna go farther with your male friends?"

"Yeah, I think I do. I love feeling their hands on my dick, but we've never jacked each other off, just some stroking, but not bringing ourselves to a climax."

"You ever tasted your cum?" André asked with a leer.

"Well, I shoot hard, so it was impossible to avoid it and I did eat out my girlfriend after I shot my load into her."

"You barebacked with her?" I knew what the word meant and nodded. "Weren't you afraid of getting her pregnant?"

"She said she was on the pill."

"That's not 100% effective. You dodged a bullet there."

"Yeah, I probably did. We fucked nearly every day for three months," I sighed.

"Was she worth it?"

"Oh, yeah," I beamed. "Nice big tits and a warm, wet pussy that loved my dick."

"What pussy wouldn't love a big dick like yours, male or female?" he laughed. "Damn! I wish you were legal. I wanna suck you off right now and then feel what that big dick feels like up my white ass."

"Do you wanna fuck me, too?" I suggested with a lusty smile.

"You have no idea," he answered with a sigh and started stroking his big dick. "Turn around and let me look at your ass." I turned around and wiggled my bubble butt. A moment later, I bent over and spread my ass cheeks with both hands.

"I'll bet you'd love a piece of this," I teased. At that moment, I felt jets of warm sperm splatter my asshole and nuts. I looked over my shoulder and grinned. "Nice to know that you like it."

When he recovered his composure, he patted my butt. "That was a very bad idea," he said sternly. Then, he leaned over and whispered in my ear, "And I loved it! You wanna cum on my ass, now?"

I turned him around and kissed his right ass cheek. I was about to kiss his left one, but he pushed me away. "No touching. You're a minor and I could get in deep trouble," he admonished.

Standing behind him, I stroked my dick. His big, white ass beckoned to me. I wanted to be inside him so badly. Copying my actions, he bent over and showed me his tight, pink sphincter. Immediately, my nuts kicked and I sprayed my juice all over his round ass cheeks. He pushed some of my cum up his hole. "Don't ever do that unless you know the guy is negative," he smiled over his shoulder. "But, in your case, I know you're good to go. My only regrets are that you aren't old enough to play with and your load wasn't completely deposited up my ass."

"I have the same regrets," I smiled.

"I hope I'm still around this team when you turn 18," André sighed. "I wanna get with you so bad! But, I think we need to cool it. Summer break will be over for you soon and you'll go back to school. I won't see you working out here, because you'll have your homework and other activities. Maybe next summer, we can connect again. I'd like to keep you in my life, but only at a safe distance."

I laughed at his conditional proposal. I could deal with that. Meanwhile, I needed other outlets with some of my friends. I wasn't sure where I'd find that, but I'd test the waters with a couple of guys whom I thought would be interested in more than mutual jack-offs.

Summer break was over far too soon. I played with some of my friends' dicks, but none of them seemed ready to do more than jerk-off together. Clearly, I needed to expand my circle of friends.

Before the school year started, there was a call for anyone interested in playing on the football team to see the coach three weeks before school started. A specific time and place was mentioned. I showed up with about 50 other guys. I had played some football in the junior city leagues, but we didn't really have coaches who taught us more than the rules of the game and to go out and have fun.

When the coach asked me what position I wanted to play, I wasn't sure what to tell him. "You have the looks of a quarterback, a back, or an end. Go stand over there with those boys and let's see what you can do as soon as I get through the rest of these kids," the coach said. I stood with the other boys for about 15 minutes before the coach came over to us. "I need to see how fast you are and how well you can handle the football. We'll do some wind sprints first and then toss the ball around."

He told us to run to the other side of the field and back dodging some cones that he'd set up to see if we could do more than run in a straight line. My long legs carried me faster than any of the others. I successfully dodged all the cones. We were told to do it again three more times. I slowed down on the last run-through, but so did everyone else.

"Marcus, Taylor, Joey, and Stan, I want you over here with me. The others I want you to pair off and throw the football back and forth. I wanna see you throw it at 10 yards for 10 minutes, then twenty yards for 10 minutes, and finally 30 yards for 10 minutes. Got it?" There were no questions of the coach, so they paired off and began tossing the ball back and forth.

The coach glanced at them occasionally, but spent most of his time with the four of us. "Okay, Marcus is new, but he's big and fast. Joey, center up the ball to Taylor like you've been doing the last couple of years. Taylor, I want you to throw the ball about 15 yards down the field to Marcus. Marcus, you need to run a pattern like this." He drew a short diagram on his clipboard that only Taylor and I could see. "Now, Stan, your responsibility is to defend against Marcus. NO tackling. Just touch his hips like you would in flag football. Any questions?" The four of us shook our heads to the negative.

He set us up and called to Taylor to start the play. I dashed down the field, cut right and then left. Stan couldn't keep up with me in speed or direction change. I glanced up at Taylor and saw the ball coming my way. So was Stan.

But, this was going to be an easy catch. I leaped up and grabbed the ball; Stan was still barreling at me, only a few steps away. I side-stepped him before he could change his direction, and eluded him easily. Trotting away from him, I smiled at the coach. He smiled back. "Good play," he shouted. "Once more," he said when we returned to him. "This is the play this time," he instructed as he diagramed out another play for Taylor and me.

Stan played me more closely this time, but ended with the same results. If we'd been playing flag football, he might have grabbed a flag. But with tackle football, he'd never have brought me down.

Although I was a freshman, the coach put on the varsity team. I played in most games and did pretty well. Most of my opponents were about as skilled as Stan, which is to say, I generally eluded them. I did get whacked more than once, but never broke a bone or got a concussion. Our coach worked us hard and we were modestly successful. We won our league, but came up against another school that had some big men that we couldn't finesse. They beat us badly in our bracket. We couldn't stop them. They were just too much for us. We did try to outrun them and out pass them, but it was to no avail. We lost by 20 points. That season was over for sure.

In the winter, I tried out for the basketball team. I was tall enough and fast enough, but my shot selection stunk and was not very accurate. So, I did a lot of passing and defending. However, I did get fouled a lot and my set shot from the free-throw line was uncannily accurate. I have no idea why I was good there, but couldn't hit a barn from anywhere else. We lost out to a cross-town rival for the championship. They played out of their asses, hitting more than 80% of their shots; and we were terrible, hitting less than 40%. We lost by 12 points. We should have won by more than 20.

In the spring, I went out for track as a hurdler. I was good, but not great. We went nowhere as a team that year.

But, during the school year, I did make a number of friends from the various teams that I played on. Three of them were friends with benefits. We blew each other, I fucked all three of them, and one of them occasionally fucked me. He didn't have a very big dick, but it was big enough to satisfy my urge to get fucked and bred. For the most part though, I was pounding and breeding at least one ass a day. On the weekends, we frequently had "sleep overs" that gave us more opportunities to swap cum.

That was when I learned that I was a sex addict. I wanted to fuck all night, but their recovery speeds were appallingly slow and their butts were filling up with my hunger to breed them repeatedly. Deciding that I needed more outlets than my three friends, I started hitting the adult bookstores. There was never a scarcity of men who wanted to suck my dick or back up on it. In both cases, I'd blast a load. After a few minutes, I was ready to go again.

One bookstore in particular was my favorite. The guy at the desk never asked my age, but he knew I wasn't old enough to be there. I wore my tightest pants the first time I was there, wanting to display what I had for the first man with a deep throat or deep ass. He was that man. So, each time I visited that place, he got my first load. Most of the time, he blew me and I nutted. He couldn't leave the counter that long unattended. But, there was a chime that sounded when someone came in. Rarely did he have to break up our fun to greet someone.

And I was extremely fortunate. I never contracted an STD. As often as I pounded loads into other boys and men, I don't know how I escaped it. My high school friend who fucked me only took loads from me. Or so he said.

Each summer, I'd workout with my dad and the team. Each summer, my friend André and I would talk about men and fucking. Sometimes, we'd jack off together. I wanted that man so bad and he wanted me just as much. But, we didn't consummate it.

My high school years raced by. My friends and I fucked like rabbits, I continued to hit the bookstores, and our teams never got farther than the second round of the playoffs. Life was a bitch, but sports weren't my only interest, as you can tell.

In my sophomore year, my track coach suggested that with my size, I was better suited to rugby, not the track. I took his advice and tried out for the rugby team. I found that I loved it and I was very good at it. I loved how fast it was and the contact and teamwork that it required. At this, my school was very good. We only lost in the final game for the state title.

Several colleges and universities expressed an interest in me as a rugby player. They couldn't offer more than free tuition and books, plus about half payment for my room and board on campus. Most of the sports scholarships went to the major sports of football, basketball, and baseball. Track and field, tennis, rugby, etc. were the step-children of the athletic director. We were generally ignored.

While in my senior year of high school, I turned 18. The day it happened, André told me that he wanted me to spend the night with him. But, it was a "school" night, so I begged off until the weekend. I informed my parents that I was going out with a friend on Friday night and we'd probably be out most of the night. Of course, I got a lecture from my parents about drinking and driving and admonished to be very careful. As I was 18, there wasn't much more that they could do. I promised to be good, but they didn't know how good I was going to be in André arms.

He greeted me at his front door. André was 10 years older than me, but I didn't care about the age difference. I only wanted to be with this man that I'd lusted after for the last four years.

We went directly into the bedroom. Rushing to take our clothes off, André pushed me on to the bed and said, "I've waited a lifetime to get with you, Marcus. We'll take this slow and easy and fuck each other senseless for the rest of the night," he grinned. I allowed him to take the lead. "The first thing though is I want to eat out your ass. I've wanted to taste your hole the first time I saw your perfect bubble butt. And that first time you bent over and showed me your sweet manhole, I shot all over your ass cheeks. This time, I'm going to shoot my load inside you as far as I can spray it."

But, he delayed his promised action. He crawled up the bed and rolled atop me. We kissed tenderly and then more ardently. André was 6'5" tall and weighed about 230. I'm now 6'4" tall and weigh about 210. His hard body pressed against mine as our tongued wrestled with each other. My big dick and his lubricated each other as they dripped precum. I thrust my hips up against him, rubbing myself the full length of his hard body.

Slowly, he kissed down my body, pausing an excruciatingly long time at each nipple and around my heavy nuts. He didn't dare touch my dick or I'd have shot my teenage load instantly. But, his tongue did find my asshole when he lifted my legs and pressed them into my chest. I came very close to nutting when his warm, wiggly tongue touched my tight sphincter. He's a lot bigger than my high school friend, but I was sure I could take André without trouble, if he took his time and lubed me up.

Each time I tried to pleasure my dick with a hand, he'd slap it away. "That's for my ass, not your abs," he reminded me. "And your ass tastes as good as I thought it would, and will taste even better after I pump a big load up your sweet boy-hole."

"Fuck my ass, André," I begged. "I've wanted you since I first saw you. Your big dick has filled my dreams for years. Now I want you to fill my ass with it."

He looked up at me and grinned. Once more, he moved up my body and kissed me. I could taste my asshole, too. But, with my legs pressed into my chest, his dick hit my asshole instead of rubbing against my dick. Quickly, he added lube to my hole and pressed more urgently into me. He slid in easily, but paused to be sure that I wasn't hurt. I grabbed his ass and pulled him sharply deeper. André felt so much better than the guy from high school. This was a man's dick up my ass and it felt wonderful!

I worked his dick with my ass muscles as he slowly fucked me deeper and deeper. "I'm gonna shoot too soon," he warned. But, I didn't care. I wanted his load inside me. I'd waited four years for this and I wasn't going to be denied, not this close to the finish line. Besides, there would be many more chances for me to get bred tonight by him. He could ride me longer next time.

With a strangled bellow, he shot his load deeply into me. I could feel his coarse pubic hairs grinding against my tender pucker. He was planting his seed deep and I wanted all of it as far as he could pump it. His hips pounded me, going for maximum pleasure, depth, and volume. "I've saved this load for two days," he smiled down at me when his climax finally ended. "I hope it's the biggest load you'll ever get. But, each time I cum inside you, I want it to be the biggest ever. You have a very hungry hole, Marcus." He hadn't pulled out, but was still slowly fucking me. I loved having him inside me. But, his dick shrunk and finally slipped out.

He tried to eat my ass out, but I flipped him over. "If you ate me out now, I'd nutt for sure," I explained as I pushed him on to his back and pressed his legs into his chest. I wanted to eat his ass out like he'd done to me. It was a great idea, but my dick was so hard that I was sure I'd explode into the sheets instead of his football-playing ass. I ate his hole for a few seconds, but knew I had to stop.

My hard dick found his hole easily as I slid up his body and kissed him. He grabbed my ass like I'd grabbed his and pulled me inside. "Big fuckin' dick," he moaned as I ground my wiry pubes into his gaping hole. "I've had a few big ones, but yours is amazingly perfect for my ass. Fuck me, Marcus. Don't hold back, I can take it. I want you to breed me over and over again. Fuck me!" he begged urgently. "Fuck ME!"

As much as he wanted me to and as much as I wanted to, there is no way I could fuck him the way we both wanted it. When I'd entered him, I knew I was on the verge of a massive climax. Grinding in that last inch tipped the scales. I was spraying the first jets of my big load up André's ass before he could utter his last "Fuck ME!" Like a rabbit, I pounded his hole, pumping and spraying into him. His ass was so much better than my high school friends. He knew how to pleasure me to get the most jizz out of my dick. I was an eager, willing student.

My dick stayed hard for several minutes after my climax. He begged me to keep fucking him. There was no way I could resist that perfect male ass. But, my dick finally did wilt enough that he pulled away and turned in the bed. "Now, sit on my face. I wanna taste your ass and my load."

I complied with his instructions, but made sure that my face was planted firmly between his hard butt cheeks, too. Eating out his well-fucked and well-bred hole was exactly what I needed. I'd never done that before, but it seemed like the perfect thing to do. After all, André was felching my hole and moaning with unbridled joy. How could I not return the favor?

Felching manhole was a new experience for me. I wasn't sure I'd like it, even though I'd seen it performed many times on porno flicks. I was curious about it, but wondered if it might be nasty tasting. After eating out André's ass, I knew my fears were unfounded. His ass was even better tasting after I bred him than un-bred. The way he was carrying-on with his tongue up my bred hole, I knew he was on to something.

Eating out his ass made my dick hard scant minutes later. I pulled him up into doggie-style position and had my way with him again. This time, I felched his ass again before he could flip me over and fuck my black ass for a second time. He did take longer to release his load, but I didn't mind. I enjoyed his massive body working me over, his big, pink dick spreading my hole and making another deep deposit.

We fucked several more times that night. Finally after midnight, we slept for a couple of hours. I awakened first and slipped my dick up his ass. Of course, he woke up, but he didn't protest. He wanted me inside him as much as I did. And you know that he had to fuck me after I seeded him again. We slept until the sun woke us. Again, we made love. Finally we got out of bed and showered together. That was a mistake, if we were trying to not molest each other. But, you know we were still needing to breed and get bred some more. So, we did.

André took me to breakfast and then I drove home. I had a dreamy look, I'm sure, but my parents didn't say anything. I did have homework to do and a test to study for, so I hid out in my bedroom for most of the rest of the day. Truthfully, I took a nap and then studied. I took a break in the late afternoon and pounded out a load, thinking about how much I wanted to fuck with André again. But, he wasn't available tonight or Sunday night. I resolved my sexual dilemma by deciding to hit the bookstores late in the evening. I was hoping I could score there and take the edge off my galloping horniness.

It must have been a full moon that Saturday evening. The bookstore was jammed with horny, gay men. The attendant didn't have time for me, but just waved me in. He didn't even charge me the entrance fee. "You draw a big crowd," he told me afterwards. "It's worth it to comp you in."

I wandered down the hallway. Several of the doors to the booths were ajar. I sneaked a peak into several before I spotted my quarry. He looked like he was married, in his 30s or so, and was playing with his bigger than average dick. But, it was his ass that interested me. It was beautifully round and hard. It flexed as he stroked himself. Carefully, I opened the door and asked him if he needed help. He checked me out as I unzipped my pants and let them fall to the floor. My big dick sprung up and slapped me in the abs. He grinned and nodded happily.

Shutting the door behind me, I approached him. "I love to get fucked by big dick," he whispered, his voice full of lust. "Are you neg or poz?" I told him I was neg. "Then, you have to breed me and that means you don't pull out when you nutt," he insisted. I was good for that. I was a little surprised that he'd let this massive, black man work him over, but I guess I have an honest, non-threatening countenance.

I knelt behind him and slipped my tongue into his bent over ass. I tasted cum. "You've just been bred, haven't you," I smiled. "Tasty!" He said that another guy had finished about five minutes ago, but he was unsatisfying. The guy's dick wasn't very big and he shot far too soon. I didn't mind. It made the guy's sperm easier to access. I ate out the sweet sperm for a couple of minutes before standing back up.

Sliding my dick up his well-lubed ass, I carefully went deeper and deeper. "Yeah, that's just what I needed," my new friend said, "something big and long. Give me all you got, Man and don't pull out until I'm completely filled with your baby batter."

I wasn't about to turn down a request like that, so I shoved harder each time I slammed into him. Withdrawing nearly all the way out, I made sure that he felt the entire length of the hard dick. He needed what I had and I wasn't going to disappoint him. We fucked for several minutes, his hands on my ass, urging me to fuck him harder and fill him with my dick gravy.

Finally, after a couple of warnings, I sprayed my sweet load deep inside him. He moaned with pleasure as he felt my warmth filling him up. Despite the end of my climax, I continued to fuck him. His ass was almost as good as André's when it came to hungrily eating cum and retaining it. When I pulled out, he quickly turned and licked my cum-slicked dick off. Afterwards, I ate his ass out, but got very little of my load back. I'd shot far too hard and deep.

Leaving his viewing booth, I stuffed my dick back in my pants and looked up and down the hallway. Several of the doors were slightly open. I looked inside a few, but passed on them. At the end of the hallway, I found a man bent over in front of another man. The man doing the fucking was bellowing out his climax as I walked inside and shut the door.

He glanced over his shoulder, pulled out, patted the guy on the ass and turned to leave. "Next!" he smiled as he passed me. He was a man a few inches shorter than me, and weighed about 40 pounds less. However, he had a nice, fat dick that probably pleased the man he'd just fucked.

The man he'd just fucked looked over his shoulder and grinned at me. I pulled out my long dick and waved it at him. "Yeah, Man. I love big, black dicks in my ass. I'll bet you have a really big one when it gets hard."

"Big enough to satisfy," I assured him. He began to stand up, but I pushed him over again. "There's some work I need to do to get the playground ready," I smiled. He looked over his shoulder as I knelt behind him. His big smile told me that he knew what I was going to do. He pushed his asshole out slightly and began to feed me the load that he'd only recently acquired. My tongue darted out and lapped up the sweet cream that drizzled from his well-fucked ass.

"Eat my ass, Baby! I really love having my ass eaten out almost as much as I love getting fucked hard and deep," he grinned as he pushed my face deeper between his ass cheeks. He had sparkling blue eyes, a trimmed beard, and short hair. His hairy ass probably complemented his hairy chest.

When I stood up behind him and slid my dick easy up his ass, I reached around him and felt his hard chest and erect nipples. My hips rode him in long, deep strokes. His hungry, pleasure-laden moans were only surpassed by mine. My hard dick loved his deep, well-lubricated ass tunnel. He was tight and eager to take another dick. The 10" I offered him was exactly what his hole wanted. Each time I slammed forward, his ass backed into me. The harder I fucked him, the more he loved it.

"Please load my ass," he begged. "I love cum in my hole, especially when it is delivered by a monster, black dick like yours. Fill my cunt, Man! I really need another fuckin' load in me."

Seconds later, his wish was granted. And just like the previous guy I fucked, this one wanted me to keep fucking him after I filled his ass with my baby batter. But, eventually, my deflating dick slipped out. And like the previous guy, he cleaned off my dick before I left. I did stop for a moment to eat out his ass, but there was little sperm to find this time, too.

As I left, I had an urge to pee. So, I went into the small bathroom. Kneeling in front of the urinal was a man with his mouth open and his tongue out. Shrugging my shoulders, I walked up to him and let go a heavy stream of yellow piss. He swallowed rapidly, but couldn't contain all of it. Some rolled out of his mouth and down his body. He was wearing nothing, except a very hard dick. It was about average size, but getting pissed on sure made him hard. As I continued to shower him, he flailed on his dick. About the time my flow abated, he squirted out his load between my legs, moaning with abject pleasure.

Knowing he loved to be humiliated, I stepped away slightly, and then pushed him down on his hands and knees. "Eat it off the floor!" I commanded. Eagerly, he licked up his discharged sperm that he's splattered all over the floor. As he was finishing his task, another man came in. Immediately, my piss queen darted back to the urinal and took up his station. I smiled at the new guy and said, "He's all yours."

Back in the hallway, I checked more rooms for eager men, but didn't immediately see anyone that I wanted to play with. I walked over to the selection of movies that were being shown in the video booths. Knowing what was playing would give me a good idea of what the guy in the booth might be into. I spotted one of my new favorites: a black man and a white man fucking with the white boy eating out the black man's ass and then fucking and breeding him. And then the tables were turned and the black man bred the white guy and ate his ass out. That didn't necessarily mean that the guy in the booth wanted to fuck me or have me fuck him. It could have been as simple as he loved to get his ass eaten and felched. Or all of the above.

I looked up to see which booth was playing that particular movie. I headed down the hallway again and spied the room number. As I walked up to it, the door opened and a young, white guy stuck his head out like he was looking for someone. He saw me immediately and smiled. With a nod of his head, he invited me in. Inside the small room, he checked me out more thoroughly. "You're a really big dude," he commented. "Does the dick match?"

"Probably more than you'd think."

"And you've got a really hot ass, too," he added, running both hands over my cloth-encased bubble butt. He unfastened my belt and pushed my pants down. My dick was already getting hard, again. My hands hadn't been idle. I felt up his ass and had already pushed his pants down, too. Standing in front of each other in our underwear, he suggested, "Guy with the smaller dick gets fucked."

I nodded. I knew it was exceedingly rare that I'd find a white boy with a dick the size of mine or bigger. And I loved his hot ass. Hoping that I was going to be the winner in the big dick department, I agreed. We pushed down our underwear together and stroked each other's dick. I smiled. I was the winner by nearly an inch. His grin was as broad as mine. "I was hoping I'd lose that contest," he conceded agreeably. "I love a big dick deep in my ass. I hope you don't mind that I've already taken a couple of loads already."

"I love fucking in a well-lubed asshole," I said. "And I hope you like getting your ass eaten out, too." He nodded eagerly and bent over after he'd turned around. "Looks delicious and well-used," I crooned.

As my tongue touched his sphincter, his hole relaxed and I probed as deeply as I could reach. The distinctive taste of sperm assaulted my taste buds deliciously. I pushed my face deeper and inhaled the scent of his well-fucked hole and spermy deposits. The more I ate out his ass, the louder he moaned. "You gotta fuck me, Man!" he urged. "I haven't had a dick as big as yours in my ass in months. Pound my hole and make a deep delivery. I wanna feel your black babies in me for the next week."

Knowing that my dick was very hard and my nuts were starting to hurt again, I pulled my face out of his wet hole and substituted my fat, long, black dick. He moaned with renewed pleasure as I descended into his deepest sperm depository. I made my dick jerk and jump several times, just so he'd know how deep I was. He held on to my ass with his hands. Clearly, he didn't want long strokes into his ass. He wanted me as deep as I could go as often as I could press into him. I fucked him with the last two inches of my hard dick, my speed increasing slowly.

"You gotta cum in my hole! Please!" he begged. "I need your cum!" Dirty talk always makes my dick jerk. This time, my dick jerked because I was jetting my load deeply inside him. I held on to his hips as I pounded away on his upturned, white butt. I wanted as much of his hard ass as I could get. There was no end to my need as my climax roared up to the peak and slowly descended. More sperm raced out of my dick and into his well-coated ass tunnel. This guy had an amazingly tight, but hungry love tunnel. Hopefully, he'd still be here an hour from now. I'd love to breed him again.

When I pulled out, he turned around and cleaned off my dick with his tongue and lips. When he'd finished, he wanted to eat out my black ass. Of course, I turned and bent over. His face immediately spread my bubble butt cheeks and he worked his tongue inside me. This guy was a champion ass eater. If I trusted his status, I'd have gladly taken his dick up my butt. It was a nice one that was about 9" long. His big nuts looked like they carried a lot of sperm, too.

I offered to blow him, but he said that if he shot his load, he'd be done for the evening and he wanted more dick before he went home. However, I did turn him around and give him a few more minutes on my face and tongue. He thoroughly enjoyed that.

Once more, I cruised the hallways, checking out the men. Back in the main area, I checked out other movies that were being shown in the booths. Another one caught my eye. It was a compilation of one white man getting bred repeatedly with a room full of black men. There had to be a dozen men who filled his hole with their loads. With a couple of felching scenes, I thought it had potential. I checked the room number, but the door was closed and locked from the inside. The noise from the other side of the door told me that at least two men were enjoying the movie.

Continuing on down the hall, I checked more rooms, but was not inspired. Two more doors opened and men exited. In each case, one man was hot; the other not. I smiled at the one I liked, but got nothing more than a nod. In both cases, the men left together. With a sigh, I continued my search for more men who needed my dick and a load in their manhole.

As I trolled the hallways again, I was getting discouraged. As I was considering going home, a man walked into the hallway from the front entrance. He was blacker than me, shorter, and less muscled. He was probably in his 40s, perhaps more, perhaps less. But, he did have a nice smile. Clearly, he was interested as he walked by me. He walked into the room that was playing the film of the one guy getting bred by 12 men and occasionally felched. I hoped he did that on purpose. He walked through the door, turned and smiled back at me. A clearer invitation wasn't needed.

Hurriedly, I followed him into the booth and shut the door behind us. When I turned around, he embraced me and planted a warm kiss on my lips. It wasn't an urgent, gotta-have-sex-now kiss, but was a warm kiss that hoped for some hot sex eventually. Despite the cramped space, we slowly undressed one another. He kissed my erect nipples and played with my ass. I returned the favor. By the time we got to our underwear, both of us were hard as steel.

"You are one amazingly hot stud," my new friend whispered as he slowly stroked my long, thick dick through the fabric. "I hope you like to fuck." I nodded hungrily. "And you like to get that perfect ass eaten out?" Again, I nodded. "Have you ever been fucked?" I smiled broadly as I squeezed his thick, long dick. He was cut like I am. "I'm negative," he grinned, "and I hope you'd allow me the pleasure of fucking you. I have a recent test," he added, fumbling through his pants pockets until he found the piece of paper. I scanned it briefly. His test was negative and had been performed less than a week ago. "This is my first outing since then."

"Perhaps, a mutual fuck would please both of us," I offered. I had a recent test that I showed to him. "An earlier suggestion was made that I liked. The man with the smaller dick gets fucked first."

"Thickness or length?" he asked.

"Uh, length?"

We shucked our shorts at the same time and slowly stroked each other to full hardness. At the same time, we glanced down at our hard dicks. He was obviously thicker, but it wasn't so obvious that I was longer. We compared them side by side. I lost on both counts.

With a wide grin, I bent over in front of him. "You have a lot of lube for that big horse dick of yours?" I wondered. "Let's see how well you can do without it," he suggested. Without another word his magical tongue went to work on my asshole. Moments later, I was totally relaxed, anticipating getting my ass fucked and bred just like André does. André's not as long or as thick, but he's pounded my ass often enough that I was pretty sure I could take this guy without lube. That was especially true because this guy leaked precum more profusely than André or I did. Natural lube is always the best. And cum is even better than precum when natural lubes are discussed. But, I was willing to go with the natural lube unless he really was too big for my ass. But, right now, his tongue in my ass sure felt good. This guy knew what he was doing. Sitting on a face is pretty close to the best thing I like about sex.

And he spent several minutes doing it. I grabbed his head several times to encourage him to eat me deeper. But, I was approaching the time when I'd soon be begging him to do a lot more than tongue my hole. I needed some dick and a big one at that.

As if he were reading my mind, he stood up and pressed his big dick against my back door. I spread my butt cheeks to give him an easier target. With unerring accuracy, he was inside me including several inches of his thick shaft. He leaned over my back and told me in quiet, reassuring tones that all I needed to do was relax and we'd both have a good time.

Of course, he was right. Taking every inch of his dark dick was my stated goal. Seconds later, I felt his wiry pubes brushing against my bubble butt. Moments later, he was completely inside me. I wiggled my ass and grabbed his butt with my hands. I wanted him to stay in there long enough to get used to his monster dick. Then I'd start asking for some in and out action. I knew that would be followed by a big load, if his heavy nuts were any indication of the volume he would spray into me.

He made his dick jerk when he was way up my ass. I could feel him in there and knew that no one had ever been deeper. I liked it! Unable to control my sexual desires, my internal ass muscles started milking him. He told me to stop, but I couldn't. Seconds later, he groaned with pleasure. I felt spreading warmth inside me. His hips pounded my bent over form as he sprayed a massive load of jizz into me. I held him tightly against my welcoming ass, hungry for every drop of baby batter he could give me from his spasming dick.

He collapsed atop me, out of breath and fully, sexually satisfied. When he pulled out, I offered to eat his dick, but he said he needed my dick up his butt worse than anything. I could suck his dick later. As it turned out, his dick is so long that I was able to suck the head of it while my dick slowly fucked him. He whimpered with delight. "I knew you were a stud," he whispered as my pace slowly increased. I enjoyed the taste of his nutt on his dickhead. That delicious cream, plus the taste of my ass, had me right on the edge of another climax far too soon. I warned him that I couldn't hold back much longer.

He didn't care. At this point, he wanted to be bred by a stud with a horse dick almost as big as his. He was hoping for a massive load, but after the fucks I'd already delivered tonight, I wasn't sure how much he'd get. André had told me that my load volumes didn't seem to diminish with repetition. I hoped that was the case this time, too. This hot, black daddy needed me to step up and give him what he desperately wanted. I held back as long as I could, decreasing my fucking pace to delay my inevitable climax. It worked for a short time, but as the definition of inevitable means, it was only a matter of a few more seconds before I added my baby batter to the juice of any previous benefactors.

As I ejaculated into him with rapid jets of sperm, he held me tightly against his round, black ass and begged me to breed him as deep as any man ever had. My hard body slammed into him, pounding my sperm way up his manhole. He loved what I was delivering and the volume that he could feel filling him up.

After I pulled out, we ate each other out, but got very little creamy cum on our tongues. Both of us had shot far too deeply to reach with our tongues. I asked him if he wanted to play around more at his place. I told him I was still living at home. He said that he had a white boyfriend who loved fucking his black ass. This black daddy loved how his boyfriend's big dick opened him up and filled him with sperm so nicely and so frequently. But, still, he liked to fuck once in a while and his white boyfriend couldn't take him. That's why he occasionally hit the bookstores to get some good ass. However, he did loved to get fucked a lot more than he liked to fuck.

About the only thing we had in common was our love of fucking and getting fucked. The 25 years between us would probably have been a barrier at some point. Still, I was disappointed that I'd probably never get another chance to fuck with this hot man. But, there were lots of other men I hadn't sampled yet, so this encounter will serve as a good measure for my future trysts. He had showed me how much I enjoyed fucking with hot men with hungry holes and big dicks. That would serve as my gold standard. However, that didn't mean that I turned down a man who didn't meet that standard. Men as fine as this daddy would be very hard to find again.

When I left him, I checked the booths again, looking for more fun. I met a man in the hallway who was really cute for a white boy. He asked me if I'd just come out of the booth that had the black daddy in it. I told him that I had. He further asked if I were able to take that enormous dick. I assured him that I had.

"I shot a load up his ass and then ate it out," he volunteered. "But, I couldn't get him to fuck me or let me suck him off. Did you get his load?"

"Yeah, and I gave him mine," I added.

"Can I eat your ass out?" he pressed. "I'd love to taste his cum."

I agreed with his lewd proposition and followed him into a booth. With my pants around my ankles, I bent over in front of him. He positioned me so that I was standing next to one of the viewing stools. On his back, he lay across the stool and stuck his tongue out. I repositioned myself so that my ass was right over his mouth. His tongue darted up my ass, spreading my abused ass lips as he drilled as deeply as he could reach. He moaned with pleasure. I wasn't sure if he tasted the black daddy's cum or he liked the taste of my ass. Either way, I was enjoying a professional rimming.

We spent several minutes in that position. He couldn't get enough of my ass and the black daddy's cum; and I was enjoying getting my ass eaten out as much as he was doing it. After about ten minutes, he pushed me away and rolled on to his stomach. With his ass up, he looked over his shoulder and begged me to fuck him. "I couldn't get that other black horse dick up my ass, but I'd really love to get yours in there. Can you cum in my ass for me?" he begged.

After getting a really good ass rimming, my dick was hard as steel. I was certainly up for it. He wasn't exactly my type, but he did have a really cute ass and was a nice looking guy. He wasn't the muscled kind of guy that I usually went for, though. But, given his zeal and my need to breed, I agreed to fuck and cum in his white ass.

My dick slipped easily into him. He was well-lubed with previous loads. He reached around and spread his ass cheeks so I could get even deeper. As I pushed deeper, he winced and I backed off. "Man! You are the perfect black stud that I've always wanted to fuck me, but your monster dick is almost more than I can handle," he breathed.

"You want me to pull out?" I asked nearly withdrawing.

"NO!" he almost shouted. "I can do this. Just take it slowly. I can accommodate you. I know it!"

So, I slowly fucked him, trying to slip a little more dick up his ass with each thrust. He was doing really well until I pressed my pubes against his gaping sphincter. Once more, he winced, but didn't take his hands away from his spread ass cheeks or push me away. I fucked him several more strokes before pressing hard into him again. This time, he sighed contentedly. He'd taken all of me.

"You need a good ride or a quick load?" I asked him.

"How about both?" he grinned over his shoulder. I nodded my agreement and slowly fucked him with long, deep strokes in and out of his ass. He slowly played with his hard dick as I worked his ass into a frenzy. I could feel his ass muscles clamping down and releasing me as I continued pleasuring his hole. "You the MAN!" he exulted.

I'd been fucking him at least ten minutes by now and I knew his ass had to be getting sore, even though he had some previous loads inside to help lube up my thrusts. But, even organic lube couldn't last forever. Besides, my nuts were at a low simmer and were about to boil over. "Are you ready for a big load?" I asked. He nodded enthusiastically. "Then, your wish is soon to be granted. When I fuck this long, my nuts go into overdrive and make more jizz. And I gotta jet out a big load of my baby batter or I'll burst."

"Give it to me! I want your big dick filling me up with as much black baby sauce as you can pump into me," he cried. "I really need this!"

Whatever I was about to say in response was drowned out by my raging, building climax. I was so overtaken by it that I couldn't even voice my pleasure. My hips and hard dick were on automatic. I pounded him mercilessly as my balls kicked and my big dick shot volley after volley of sweet, dick gravy. It seemed all I could do was grunt at each spasm of sperm raced into his hungry love tunnel.

His ass was so hungry that even after my climax waned, I had to continue fucking him. I felt some of the cum leaking out of his ass and on to my swinging nuts. I pulled out, even though I wanted to continue pounding his hole. I knelt behind him and lapped up the leaking cream from his open hole. Some of my nutt had leaked onto his balls, so I licked them as well. I went back to his asshole several times to savor the taste and scent of cum and ass.

"You're the best fuck I've had in months," he purred. "And it's so fuckin' hot that you like to eat my pussy out after you've bred it. HOT!"

"Your ass liked my dick so much that I wasn't in control of when I was going to nutt," I reminded him. "I'm glad you took the initiative and asked me to fuck you. I really needed to unload again."

After we parted, I checked my watch. It was nearly midnight and I should be getting home, I told myself. As I was leaving the bookstore, a body builder walked by me and turned toward the door of the store. He checked me out, I checked him out. With mutual smiles, I decided that I was good for at least one more fuck. He nodded to me as he walked up to the counter and I followed. He paid his entry fee, but I didn't. I got waved in again.

"Are you that much of a regular that they just wave you in?" he asked.

"I'd already been in this evening and was about to go home. But, then I saw you and decided it wasn't really that late yet."

"I'm glad you did," he smiled and rubbed his fingers over my erect nipples. My tight shirt couldn't conceal the evidence of my ardor for him. My dick was plumping up as well. His fingers journeyed lower and found my burgeoning dick. "Is this for me?" he grinned.

My hands had slipped around to his backside and felt up his muscular melons. As he squeezed my dick, my right hand slipped inside his pants and a couple of fingers slid down his deep ass trench. He relaxed and let my fingers explore his hole. "We need to get in a booth before I fuck you right here in the hallway," I warned.

"You say that like it's a bad thing," he smirked. I turned him around and pushed him into an open booth. After locking the door behind us, I turned back to him. "You're the kinda stud I've always dreamed of fucking with," he sighed as he leaned in and kissed me gently on my full lips. "I've had fun with other body builders, some of them were even professional, but none of them had the whole package like you have," he praised. "Nearly all of them have average or less than average dicks. The ones that abuse steroids have tiny nuts, too. I like a real man with a really big dick and big nuts to breed me."

"In that case, you've found what you need," I replied, taking off my clothes and helping him take his off, too. Immediately, he went to his knees and started sucking on my dick.

"Tastes like you've been fucking some ass already," he observed after a moment. "Delicious!" I had to laugh at his piggy persona coming out. "I hope that means you'll be seeding my ass as well." I assured him that he needn't worry about that. "I do love a big dick," he added before he went back to sucking my dick. The body builder worked on my heavy ball back and stiff dick for several minutes before I pushed him away.

"You'll make me squirt my load in your mouth instead of up your ass if you keep that up," I said.

He released my dick and stood up. After he turned around and bent over, he said, "Eat my ass out and then breed me." His beautiful melon buns were hard and very inviting. With both hands, I spread his ass cheeks and dived in. He moaned with pleasure as my tongue reached as deeply as I could and explored his love chute. "On second thought," he moaned, "just keep eating my ass like that, Man. I'll probably squirt a load without even touching my dick. Your tongue is so talented!"

"In that case, you need to get fucked instead of rimmed," I countered. With my dick pressed against his asshole, I pushed gently. I wasn't the first man to fuck his ass, that's for sure. Easily, I slid in nearly all the way before he pushed back against my torso. "Too deep for ya?" I asked.

"I'm just not used to something so big," he replied. "It's been a while since I sat on one this big. What you have is rare. And I'm assuming that you're negative or you wouldn't be riding me bareback."

"Yes, you can safely assume that the only thing you'll be getting from me is a very good time and a butt full of baby gravy," I assured him.

"I hate condoms, but I know they're necessary in many cases. Getting it bare always feels so much better and I get the extra benefit of being deeply bred with a nice sperm load. A really big load will stay with me for nearly a week. I love that!" he sighed.

"A friend of mine tells me that I shoot about the same amount each time I nutt, so you'll probably remember me later in the week," I smiled at his back. I leaned over and kissed his neck and nuzzled his right ear. "I love cumming inside a hot, hard ass like yours. This is what my black dick was meant for."

"You're sure right there!" he agreed. "I'm so glad you immediately wanted to fuck me, rather than the other way around. So many men assume that I'm a total top because I'm tall and well-muscled. Since I first started having sex with men, I always wanted to get fucked instead of pounding some man's ass. Pleasuring another man with my ass has always makes me feel like I've done the right thing for him."

"You're doing the right thing for me, Man! I'm about ready to breed your hot ass," I croaked.

"Give it to me! I love cum in my cunt!" he moaned. He reached around us and grabbed my ass, holding me solidly against his muscular melons. "Fill me UP!"

Jets of sperm rocketed into his love tunnel. My entire body shook with the climax his ass had pushed me into. I bucked and pumped my big dick up his ass. I rode him hard, rapidly thrusting between his butt cheeks. As my climax hit the peak, I thrust so hard into him that I lifted him off the floor. He's a big body builder, so that's a lot of muscle to lift. But, I did just that to accompany my deep thrust and massive jet of sperm my climax forced my balls to eject.

When my brain started functioning again, I wondered if I'd see this guy at my gym and if I could get another hot fuck and delicious rimming of his ass. I knew during the summer that I'd be at the training facility for the professional football players. But, there was the rest of the year that I worked out at a local gym. I'd never seen him there, but it could be poor timing, instead of working out at different gyms.

After my wilting dick slipped out of his ass, I stuffed my face between his butt cheeks and tried to taste some of my load. I'd fired too deep. I only tasted his ass, which was still pretty good.

"Wow!" he declared, looking over his shoulder. "I've never had anyone eat my ass out after they loaded me up with sperm. What's that like?"

"Delicious!" I smiled back at him. "However, I shot my load so far up your ass that I can't taste very much of it. Mostly, I taste your hole and a little bit of my cream. If you wanna know what it tastes like to eat a bred asshole, suck my dick. You'll get some of the last dribbles of my climax, plus some of your delicious ass tastes."

He turned around and knelt on the floor. I stood up and offered my deflating dick. He greedily sucked it into his mouth and cleaned it off. "I always thought it would be kinda nasty tasting after it had been up my ass, but with the main taste of cum, the taste of ass is in the background and more like I've been rimming a hot hole that wasn't totally clean. I've done that before, of course."

"I got fucked earlier this evening by a really hot daddy," I revealed. "You wanna taste his cream and my ass?"

He nodded enthusiastically. I turned and bent over. As he was already on his knees, his face immediately pushed my bubble butt cheeks apart and licked at my hole. "Yeah, this is good eats!" he praised. "He shot a big load."

I urged him to eat me out as long as he wanted. His tongue felt really good on my hole and I wasn't about to tell him that we should do something else or that I needed to get home. He was totally into eating me out. "Oh, Man! I'm gonna shoot!" he moaned.

Quickly turning around, I fell to the floor and sucked his dick into my mouth. A second later, I tasted a big wad of cum streak into my mouth. I swallowed hungrily and hoped for more. His hands on the back of my head urged me to take his entire dick and swallow every drop of his offered load. I didn't need encouragement. He didn't nutt very much which made me wonder if he was taking steroids. That could surely reduce his sperm volume. Or he could just be a guy who didn't shoot much. At his point, it didn't matter. I liked the taste of his cream, despite the lack of volume. Not every man can shoot as much as I do. Most of the time, I wish I could shoot more in each of my loads. But, I'll settle for a fast recovery, if those are my choices. However, André could do both. I'd have to ask him if he took any kind of supplements or a diet rich in something that allowed him to be so perfect with his volume of sperm and recovery between fucks.

With the body builder satisfied, it was time to go home. I could hit the gym tomorrow or come back to the bookstore for more action if the gym didn't give me what I wanted.

As if I didn't get enough sex at the bookstore, I had a sex dream that night. Some of this doesn't make sense, but the sex was sure hot.

I was playing forward in a basketball game. None of the player wore clothes, except shoes. The defense was man-to-man, not zone. The shoes were shared by the two players who played opposite each other. That way, the man who played defense was behind the man playing offense. The defensive guy had his dick up the ass of the offensive player. When one man moved, both did. It was more of a shuffle. The defensive man could place his hands on the hips of the offensive man to steady himself while he fucked the other player. He could also play with the nipples of the offensive man, but couldn't touch his dick. If he fucked the offensive player well enough and caused the offensive player to shoot his load, the offensive player was out of the game. Similarly, if the defensive player shot his load up the ass of the offensive player, the offensive player was out. Any disputes as to a man getting his ass flooded with sperm was settled by the referee who ate out the offensive player's ass to determine if there was sperm in it.

Yeah, strange!

I nutted in the first player's ass before he could shoot the ball. So, I was paired with the center. Despite him towering over me, I slipped my dick up his ass and worked on getting a second nutt going. He took me with him to the basket and flipped the ball up. At the same time, his dick spurted out a long rope of creamy jizz. The basket was disallowed. Another offensive player had just been bred, so there were only two offensive players and four of our players left. One of my teammates had been bred when we were the offensive team. Now that the score showed that we were ahead by two baskets, we double teamed one of the opposing players. I was fucking him while a teammate was blowing him. He didn't stand a chance.

That left one player on the other side. He tried to shoot from far out, but the ball was wide of the hoop. With a dejected frown, he creamed the mouth of the guy who'd been blowing him. Game over, we won.

In case you didn't figure it out, these basketball games were brief and low scoring. But, we sure had a lot of fun. I woke up with my hard dick in my hand. My nuts were drawn up tight against the base of my long, black dick. With a couple of hard strokes, I brought myself off to a shattering climax. I soaked my chest and abs before retrieving a towel to wipe myself down. The fantasy game was a lot more fun than blasting out a load by myself.

The summer before my first college year is a blur now. I do remember that I fucked with André on a regular basis, but he wasn't the only man who took my loads up his ass or down his throat. But, he was one of the few men that I allowed to fuck me. Even fewer were allowed to breed me bareback. I guess I was spoiled by André's technique and dick size. No one seemed to come close to his skill level or ability to fill my ass with a big load. Evenings spent with him were always fun and always involved a great number of back and forth loads for each other's butt.

But, at the age of 18, I couldn't restrict myself to just one man. And I knew that André was breeding other men. Exclusivity wasn't in our lexicon.

As my freshman year began, I was required to report early. The rugby coach wanted to see and practice with his new freshman recruits. We ran a number of set plays that weren't much different from what I'd learned in high school. What I needed to practice on was evading tacklers, passing the ball more, and releasing the ball. Not immediately releasing the ball after a tackle could result in a turn-over. A forward pass was not allowed. Running interference was not allowed. It was hard to unlearn my football behaviors of previous years. Fumbles were the hardest to avoid. These men hit hard when they tackled you.

After our first intense practice, the coach set us up for full body massages. There were half a dozen masseurs that took care of all of us. Half the team was assigned to the masseurs while the younger players had another practice session with the coach. After nearly an hour, we were sent to the showers. A few minutes later, the first wave of men had finished their massages and had joined us in the showers. As you would expect, the men checked out each other's equipment. I got more looks than anyone else because my dick hung bigger and because I was the new guy.

But, I did notice one guy with a massively hot ass and huge legs that spent more time checking out my dick than anyone else had. A room full of naked men always made my dick plump up. I'd learned how to make it wilt when that happened, but I wasn't always successful. This was one of those occasions when I failed to dissuade my dick from rising. As it lengthened and began to pulse thicker, I knew it was only a few seconds later that it would be standing up.

I turned to face the wall, but the wall had a number of shower heads that had men standing beneath them. Any glance in my direction would have revealed a major boner on the rise. In this case, I was fortunate that everyone else seemed to be turned toward the middle of the room. I sternly lectured my dick and told it to behave. It worked for a few moments and then began to shrink. Embarrassed, I couldn't look at any of the other men. When I thought my dick was finally back under my control, I glanced over at the guy that had spent more time than others staring at my dick. He was smiling and licking his lips as he stared at my dick.

Checking out his dick, I saw that it was thicker and longer than it had been when he first came into the shower. This was a very good sign for me. I was hoping I'd find another rugby player from whom I could get some hot sex on a regular basis. I was about to make a suggestion about that when the coach told the second group to get our butts into the massage rooms. Winking at my potential new friend, I followed the other men out of the shower room.

Assigned to a particular masseur, I walked into the small room and shut the door behind me. A short man greeted me and told me to lie on my stomach. The table had a circular, padded extension that I was told to put my face through. "That way, I can massage your neck without having to have you lay on your face, which is very uncomfortable. I need your muscles to be relaxed and extended, not bunched up," the black masseur said. His coloring was lighter than mine, but he also had a killer smile. He introduced himself as Damian.

I liked his big hands, and strong arms and shoulders. As I checked him out, I noticed that his body wasn't the usual proportions that I expected. I concluded he was a dwarf. The table was lowered for his height, but that was the only accommodation he needed. His strong hands and arms worked wonders on me.

He had draped my towel over my ass, but by the time he'd finished with my back, ass, and hamstrings, the towel had disappeared. He spent a great deal of time on my ass, shoulders, and neck. Standing in front of me, he worked and worked on my neck and shoulders, leaning in hard to give me the deep massage he thought I needed. With my face buried in the padded face holder, I had a very close view of his crotch. It showed off a big dick, tightly encased in cotton shorts. The head was leaking precum. The masseur moved back to my ass again and massaged it, sliding some fingers deep into my ass trench and pulling my bubble butt buns apart. I heard him sniff deeply.

I wanted to tell him to eat my ass, but I thought that was a little over the top. When he went back to my shoulders again, his big dick was even harder and longer. He tried to adjust himself, but he wasn't very successful. "Let me assist you," I offered. I tugged at his shorts and they slipped below his hips. His long dick swung up and hit me squarely on the lips. Of course, I opened my mouth and sucked the big head in. He moaned with abject pleasure.

And I could taste cum and ass on his dick as I swallowed more of it. The upward curve was delightful. The deeper I pulled his dick into my mouth, the more I could smell cum and ass in his tight pubic hair. My masseur had fucked some guy in the ass on his last appointment. I wondered if it was the big Italian stallion that had enjoyed looking at my ass and dick. That guy had a beautifully big ass and legs like tree trunks. I wouldn't mind taking a ride on that pretty butt, too.

The masseur pulled out of my mouth with a soft plop. "I nearly shot my load," he revealed.

"That's what my ass is for," I offered.

Not one to turn down my offered, he directed, "Flip over on to your back and pull your legs into your chest." I turned over and smiled at him as he moved around the table and mounted it. He pushed my legs harder into my chest and stuck his face into my ass. He ate me out like he was starving. A few minutes later he pulled his face out of my bubble butt. "Your ass is so perfect for eating out," he finally admitted. "I'll bet it's gonna love my dick."

He slid his long dick up my ass and groaned. His dick was a little shorter and a little thinner than mine, but not by much. He rode me slowly, enjoying the feeling of my tight ass as I massaged his dick inside me. He leaned over and captured the head of my dick as he fucked me. I always wondered what it would be like to get fucked and sucked off at the same time. But, it wasn't going to happen this time. Before my balls started boiling, he shot his load up my hole with a howl. "Damn! I wanted that to last longer," he sighed when he pulled out after his climax.

"I hope there will be other occasions to fuck me again and suck me off," I suggested.

"I'm sure we can arrange something," he smiled down at me. "Meanwhile, I need to help you out with that big thing," he added as he stroked my dick. He went down on me and sucked on my leaking dick head for a couple of minutes. "I'd love to have you fuck me, but with my short torso, you won't be able to get very deep," he cautioned.

"That works for me," I replied.

"Let me sit on it," he suggested. "That way, I'll be able to control better how much I can take."

He lubed up my dick with more saliva and then squatted to sit on my upright organ. Just as his ass lips touched the head of my dick, I saw a couple of creamy drops of cum drizzle out of his ass and coat my thick dick head. He sat easily on me, taking my thickness like he was merely taking a breath. However, after about seven inches, he stopped and pulled back off until only my thick dickhead was buried. Establishing a rhythm and a tightness that had my balls boiling in less than another minute, he fucked himself on my hard phallus. I wanted so much to fuck him hard and deep, but I knew he couldn't take more than he did. Besides, I wouldn't mind fucking his hungry hole a few more times, even if I couldn't completely penetrate him with all my inches.

"I'm gonna shoot!" I warned. He only grinned at me and tightened his ass even more. He didn't vary the speed, but he knew he had me and was about to get a nice load out of me, too. As it had been over a day since I had pounded out a load, I jetted out about eight thick squirts of cum into his ass. If my past performance is an indication of this one, he was well filled with my baby batter. My bellows of pleasure sure indicated a big load.

"Hot fuck!" he smiled as he pulled off my dick. More nutt dribbled from his ass before he tightened up. I didn't know how far I could push him for some felching or dick cleaning, so I smiled at him and watched him hop off the table. "Now, to the massage you need on your chest and quads," he said, all business again.

When our session was finished, he told me that if I wanted to play again that I should ask for him in particular. Otherwise, I'd get whoever was available. The other masseurs were as qualified as he was, but as far as he knew, none of them offered the special internal massages of his ass or his skill at getting me to nutt.

"I can't be the only one who wants your special services," I tossed out. "Surely there are other men who love a good fuck from another man or to another man."

He only smiled, but said nothing. He wasn't about to "out" any of the other players. It would be up to me to find that out on my own.

I took a quick rinse in the showers again to get off some of the oils that he's rubbed into my skin. I didn't use soap as that would take away too much of the oil and dry out my skin. And that would leave me with an ashy look I did NOT like.

Back at the dorm, I wonder how I was going to open the subject of some hot sex with my teammate, the Italian stallion. My roommate was a football player. We seemed to hit it off well, but had nothing much in common. He was the son of a very rich family and was white. And he was a Bible thumper, which totally turned me off. He wasn't bad looking and had a decent body, but if he ever stopped playing football, he'd turn into a blimp. He did love food!

But, his endless preaching about the "wages of sin" made me wanna backhand him, just to shut him up. After a second day of his pompous haranguing, I couldn't take it anymore. I asked for a new roommate, enlisting the help of the rugby coach to get this jerk out of my life, when the housing authority dragged their heels. With considerable prodding from my coach, they found another room for my roommate. I helped him move, so very glad to be rid of his "holier than thou" attitude and ceaseless preaching. When he told me that I was going to Hell, I told him that I'd be happy to go anywhere that he wasn't. But, I added that because of his bigotry, prejudices, racism, and judgmental attitudes, I thought he'd be the one in Hell, not me. It was all I could do to hold back from decking him hard with a right hook and a body blow that would knock him out cold. However, I restrained myself, knowing I'd be rid of this idiot within the hour.

Life was so much easier and quieter now. But, I didn't have a roommate. That can be lonely, but at the same time gave me a lot of time to jack off and fantasize about men I wanted to fuck. I did frequent the weight rooms at the athletic building. Our coach wanted all of us to build up our bodies. Strong, big men won games, he repeatedly said. As rugby is a very fast game, we needed to have the lung power to race up and down the field several times without flagging. However, when he wasn't pushing us for wind sprints, I was on my own for weight training. Luckily, a few of the rugby team also wanted to bulk up, so I usually saw several of them when I went to work out.

Over a span of three days, I changed my workout schedule. I was hoping to find the Italian stallion's time for working out and finally hit on it Friday afternoon. He smiled at me when he came out of the locker room and went over to the elliptical walker to warm up. I noticed that he kept looking over at me. Seldom did his eyes catch me looking back at him. He seemed to be concentrating on my ass and crotch. Each time I moved to another piece of equipment or picked up another set of free weights, he checked me out again. I hoped that meant that when I was finished with my workout, he'd join me in the showers. Admittedly, I was doing the same to him.

It was over an hour later that I finished my workout. I had noticed that he was done earlier with his workout, too, but hung around, doing some cool down and stretching exercises, waiting for me. Happily, we were in the same locker row. I slowly shed my sweaty workout clothes, casting frequent glances his way. He had his back to me most of the time, but that suited me fine. His big ass and tree trunk legs made my dick so hard there was no hope I'd ever be able to talk it down. And by now, I didn't care. I wanted him to see my big dick and to take some time getting to know it.

He glanced over his left shoulder as I pulled down my jock strap. My hard dick sprang up and hit my abs with a loud, wet splat. He didn't bother to turn back, but kept staring at my hard penis. His shorts and jock strap were already off. He turned slowly and showed me his big, dark dick. It wasn't as dark as mine, but it was definitely Italian: very thick, nice length. We stood there mesmerized by each other's hard dick. I could feel my dick jerk and leak some precum. As if hypnotized, the Italian man took two steps toward me and encircled my dick with his right hand. He tugged gently, forcing more precum to ooze on to his fingers. He licked my clear juice from his digits and smiled at me.

Meanwhile, I'd stroked his dick, too. He didn't leak as much precum as I did, but it was just as sweet as mine. He knelt in front of me and sucked my dick into his mouth. Several inches disappeared before he couldn't swallow more. When he pulled off, he said, "You're too long and thick for me to swallow. I guess you'll have to fuck me."

I grinned at his very forward request. "I'm sure I can do that. You have a beautiful ass," I added. "I want to eat it and fuck it."

He looked up at me from his kneeling position and moved his hands around to my ass, cupping both bubble cheeks in his big hands. "I'm hoping that's a two-way street?" he suggested.

"If you eat it, you have to fuck it," I insisted. "You're negative, right?" He nodded. "Good, because I wanna breed you so often that you'll slosh when you walk. And after each fuck up your ass, my ass takes a turn and an endless series of loads from your dick will be sprayed into me, too."

"I think I can handle that," he grinned. "But, I really need your big, dark dick up my ass, NOW!"

I stood him up and turned him around. I quickly knelt behind him and gave his ass the rimming he desperately needed. His ass was sweaty, but not funky. I wanted to fuck him so bad that I couldn't eat him as long as I ordinarily would. "You have any lube?" I asked. He reached into his locker and pulled out a small pump bottle and handed it to me. I greased up his hole and my hard dick and pressed hard against his tight pucker. He pulled apart his big ass cheeks and pushed back against me. With only a slight hesitation, I slipped into him, burying my black dick about half way.

As I pulled out ready for another deeper thrust, we heard the outside door to the men's locker room open. "Fuck!" I whispered and quickly withdrew.

He quickly grabbed a towel and covered up his massive erection. I did the same thing. "Steam room," he quietly directed. "If that's busy, we'll hit the sauna. If that's busy too, I'll slit my wrists," he laughed over his shoulder. "I need a deep breeding so bad!"

But, the steam room was empty and he immediately bent over. I moved quickly in behind him and resumed our mating. His ass was seriously hungry, massaging and squeezing my dick with each beat of his heart. I pushed my 10" as deep as it would go and he moaned with pleasure. "You got it all," I said. "You want my load that deep, too?"

His hand reached beneath us and massaged my heavy, full balls. "I don't care how deep you breed me, I just wanna take a big load from your black dick," he responded. "Fuck me as long or as little as you want. My task is to pleasure you, and that means you're gonna cum in my ass and I'm not gonna let you pull out until I get every drop of your baby batter." His hand continued to play with my nuts, urging them to draw up tightly against the base of my dick and unleash their load of sweet cream into his thirst ass.

Talk like that always made my dick jerk, particularly when the guy is gently massaging my big balls. This time, the combination caused my dick to jerk and spray immediately. I pounded hard into him and blasted a torrent of dick gravy in big, quick squirts. My hips thrust hard into his ass, going for maximum pleasure and depth. His hand left my spasming ball bag and grasped my ass, pulling me hard against his big butt. He wanted my load deep and he wanted all of it.

I did my best to keep my bellows of pleasure from alerting everyone in the gym that I was spraying my nutt. Somehow, I managed to muffle it enough that no one came into the steam room to see if someone was in trouble. "Fuck, YEAH!" Paolo crooned. "I love a big load deep in my ass."

When I finally caught my breath and my hips stopped fucking him, I asked him, "Have you taken a lot of big loads bare?"

"Not many," he responded. "And you're only the second black man to nutt in my ass bare." I smiled, quite sure that the other black man was Damian. "But, yours is certainly the biggest dick and biggest load."

"How do you know that I've shot a big load up you hole?"

"I can feel your sperm jet into me. You nutt really hard when you cum," he observed.

"Not to be too nosy, but did you fuck and get fucked by Damian earlier in the week?" I asked.

"You mean the masseur?" he clarified. I nodded and smirked. "No. I haven't fucked with him in several months. I don't know who he's doing now, but I found another masseur who likes to pound my hole and lets me fuck him as deep as I want to go. That's a problem with Damian. I assume you already know that about him?" I nodded again. "So, you've played around with him, then?"

"Yeah, but only once," I replied. "Not being able to fuck him deep is going to be a problem. But, his big dick sure feels good in my ass." My mind had quickly pounced on the fact that Paolo wasn't the man who had fucked Damian or had been fucked by the masseur. I didn't see it as my place to ask Paolo who it could have been. But, I did have a couple of men in mind that I hoped were candidates. Next time I had a massage with Damian, I'd have to pay attention to which man had been his client immediately before me.

"Yeah, Damian's dick is a nice one," Paolo laughed. "He's an excellent top with that big dick of his. But, I like yours better. It's thicker and longer and you deliver bigger loads."

By then, my dick had softened and I slid out of his ass. But, before I could begin felching his ass, he turned me around and pushed me back on to the bench. His hard dick pointed directly at my asshole, as I raised my legs and pulled them hard into my chest. "I hope you brought lube, because my ass needs something to assist getting your thick, Italian dick into me," I wondered.

But, before he could go back to his locker for the small bottle of lube, we were interrupted by two men who wanted to use the steam room, too. Both of us grabbed our towels and strategically placed them over our hard dicks. We immediately left for the showers. "Your ass is still mine," Paolo said as we turned on adjoining showers. The shower room was set up with three steel pillars in the center of the room. Towel hooks were placed at shoulder height along the walls. Six shower nozzles radiated out and pointed downward toward the floor. All of them were at about seven feet off the floor. They made it easier for tall men like me to shower without having to bend down to wash our faces and hair.

We were fortunate that there were no other men in the shower room. Our hard dicks would have been very obvious when we hung up our towels. But, we did choose shower heads that put our backs to the shower room door. I played with Paolo's ass and slipped a finger up his hole several times. Each time I withdrew a finger, I offered a taste to him. He loved the taste of my cream from his hole. After playing around with his ass for a few minutes, my dick was rock hard again. "I need to fuck you again," I begged.

"Don't I get a shot at your ass first?" he countered.

"Where's the lube?"

"Fuck! It's still in my locker and I can't go get it when my dick is this hard."

"You could eat my ass like you suggested earlier. That might be enough," I recalled. I turned and bent over, spreading my black, bubble butt cheeks. Quickly, he knelt behind me and stuffed his face between my melons. His tongue eagerly licked at my hole, working hard to get my ass lips to open up and let him add spit to my ass tunnel. After a couple of minutes of getting rimmed, I was begging him to fuck me. Finally, he stood behind me and pressed his thick dick against my wet pucker. He entered me and I pushed back into his gentle thrusts.

Completely seated inside me, I sighed with satisfaction and pleasure. His slow motion fucking felt so good to me. His eight inches was a good fit as was the thickness of his invader. But, it was the big, flanged head that hit all my buttons. With each thrust in and each withdrawal, I felt that big head hit my prostate and cause more precum to bubble out of my hard dick. "I love fucking black ass," he croaked with a final thrust. He pushed so hard into me that he nearly lifted me off the floor. "AH!" he moaned repeatedly, as his thick dick jerked and sprayed his creamy sperm into my welcoming ass.

As I had done before to his ass, he kept fucking me even after his dick had stopped firing cream into my hole. The big head of his dick worked relentlessly against my prostate, forcing more precum to ooze out of my piss slit.

When he pulled out, I turned him around and slipped my dick back up his ass. Ten seconds later, I was loading him up again. Getting my prostate savaged like that had me right on the edge of a climax. If he'd fucked me for a minute more, I'm sure I'd have sprayed my second load on to the floor. As it was, I needed to fuck his big ass again, so I took advantage of him. He didn't mind at all. In fact, he encouraged me, urging me to breed him deep again. He wanted as much nutt I could pound up his hole.

We rinsed off and headed back out to the changing room. When Paolo bent over to pull something from his locker, I couldn't resist. I shoved my tongue up his ass and started eating him out. I could taste my cream and some vague essence of ass. The only reason I stopped felching out his hole is because the outside door to the exercise floor squeaked open.

Both of us stood up and began getting dressed. "I really want to fuck you again," I whispered. "What are you doing the rest of today?"

"I had nothing planned."

"You wanna come back to my dorm room and we'll get it on again?" I offered. "I live alone."

"How'd you score that?"

"My roommate was an asshole, so I asked to have the situation fixed. The housing authority dragged their feet, so our coach put in a word and they moved him. So, currently, I live alone."

"Sweet!"

"So, you wanna get fucked a few more time by a black guy?"

"A black guy with a monster dick and big loads? Oh, yeah!" he replied with a laugh.

I fucked him three more times and he fucked me once. Then, we went to dinner. Afterwards, we resumed our fucking, breeding, and felching. He told me that he seldom got to felch out a load because few men wanted to bareback, even with negative test results. But, it was one of his favorite things to do with another man. His favorite was to get fucked and bred by a big dick.

About midnight, he went back to his place. He couldn't keep up with my need to breed his ass, even though he kept telling me how much he loved my big dick and loads. And I was disappointed that he didn't breed my ass as often as I wanted it, either. I didn't suggest that we get together again the next day and neither did he. Perhaps, both of us wanted something less intense with each other that would involve some fun at the gym after a good workout, but nothing more frequent than that.

By Saturday evening, I was hungry for dick again. This time, I hoped that I got a man who wanted my bubble butt more than he wanted my 10" dick. I tried the local gym, but struck out. One of the local gay bars was notorious for being a great place to pick up a hot man and get some amazing sex from him. It was a place that catered to men who were well muscled and their admirers. Race and age didn't seem to factor in.

I'd been there a couple of times and found the men to be very accepting and hungry for what I had to offer. But, both times, I hooked up with men who wanted my dick. I had to wonder if I was going to find some dick for my ass tonight. Wearing cutoff shorts that emphasized my bubble butt and my dick, I strode into the place a little after 11 p.m.

The place wasn't packed, but it was very busy. As I'm quite tall, I can see over most of the crowd. I spotted a couple of guys that I thought might be potential bed partners as well as the two guys I'd already fucked. The two previous fucks made it clear that they wanted me again and were willing to share me, just to get my big dick and loads deeply buried in their holes again. I thanked them for their interest, but I was looking for something else tonight. Perhaps another time, I suggested.

Turning my attention back to the two men I saw earlier, I walked over to one of them. I know that because of my height, build, and race, I can be very intimidating. The man I'd targeted was over 6' tall and had a swimmer's build with broad shoulders and long legs. But, what immediately attracted me to him was his trimmed goatee. I was hoping that he'd offer to eat my ass for me. And I loved a wiry goatee abusing my asshole with his wet, soft tongue soothing the slight abrasion a good ass eating entailed. The more I checked his goatee, the more convinced I was that he was going to eat me out and fuck me, repeatedly. My dick had stiffened at the delightful thought. And my ass pucker winked at the potential of getting what I wanted.

He looked me over and smiled. I took that to mean that I wasn't intimidating to him. We greeted each other over the loud noise. I leaned in and whispered in his ear, "I love your goatee." I nuzzled his ear and neck before I drew back.

His hand caressed my bubble butt cheeks with both hands as he leaned in and kisses me softly. "And you have a beautiful ass," he asserted as he drew me closer. I could feel his hard dick pressed against my leg. Tightly encased in slick nylon shorts, it felt thick and long. My hand reached down and groped his burgeoning dick. His hands moved up to the waistband of my cutoffs and slipped inside. He cupped my tight melons and spread them apart. A finger touched my eager hole, causing me to moan.

"I can't decide whether I want your goatee or your big dick up my ass," I whispered, continuing to slowly stroke his dripping dick. My hand had slipped inside his shorts, too. His white dick wasn't as thick or as long as mine, but the precum dripping head felt big and thick.

"I can do both, several times," he smiled. "And you gotta really big dick, too," he added. "This thing's a monster."

"You think you can take me?" I asked.

"With some preparation and a lot of lube, I sure hope so. But, I gotta get me a big piece of your ass first," he hoped. "Do you live nearby or do you wanna come to my place?"

"I'm a student at the university; and that's dorm living. Even though I have the room to myself, I'd prefer not to spread my business all over the dorm," I replied.

"I'm about ten minutes away," he countered. "Wanna come to my place then and we'll see what we can do about giving you a goatee ride."

"Lead the way," I urged. "By the way, you neg?" He nodded. "Me, too. And I got my test results with me," I added pulling my latest results from my wallet. He looked it over as we walked to his car.

"And your name is Marcus," he smiled. "I'm Lee." We shook hands. "And I've got negative test results at home that I'll show to you when we get there. I'm assuming you're asking, because you'd like to bareback with me."

"You read my mind," I laughed self-consciously. "I hate rubbers and never use them if I can avoid it. But, I know they're necessary with anyone you don't know the status of."

"I like going bare, too, but it is rare that I find a guy with recent results to play with that way," he sighed. As we got into his car, he described in graphic detail what he planned on doing with my ass. I liked everything he described. I especially loved how he went on and on about eating out my asshole. He'd find out soon enough that the only thing I liked better than getting my ass eaten out was getting it fucked and bred by a big dick. But, it was a very close second. Yeah, I liked to fuck manhole, too, but I'm more of a bottom than a top. However, when you're packin' 10", you don't find many opportunities to throw your ankles in the air and take a big one up your hungry hole.

"I love big dicks in my ass," Lee admitted. "But, they're so rare. And I get the same attitude that you do. `You gotta big dick, so you gotta fuck me.' My 9" is in demand, but I'd prefer to get bred. However, when presented with an ass as fine as yours, I know my dick and tongue need to taste your deep hole more than once if you're up for it."

"As long as you're willing to tap my ass, I'm sure I can find time to give you what your ass desires, too," I promised. "You gotta sweet ass," I added. As he pulled away from the curb, my left hand rubbed his crotch. His hard dick responded with repeated jerks. I pulled the waistband away from his torso and went down on him. He moaned with pleasure.

With his left hand on the steering wheel, his right hand roamed down my back and beneath the waistband of my cutoffs. His index finger explored the depths of my ass trench, resting finally on my asshole. My moans of pleasure echoed his. I was looking forward to taking his dick deep in my ass instead of my mouth.

But, a minute later, he pushed me away from my oral stimulation of his hard, precum leaking dick. "Damn, Marcus! I nearly shot my load. I wanna breed you, not feed you."

"I'm sure you could do both," I suggested with a smirk.

"Breeding first, then we'll talk about sucking me off," he insisted. But, I wasn't about to be deterred. I went down on him again. He allowed it for a while, but was getting too close to another climax, so he pushed me away. "Be good!" he admonished with a smile.

"I thought I was doing really good!" I replied with a grin.

"We're almost there and I want my first, big load up your ass, Marcus. I wanna breed that perfect bubble butt." I thought about trying again, but he turned a corner into a quiet, residential street. "We're only a block away," he said, pushing my eager hand away from his crotch again.

The car pulled into the driveway of a townhouse. His place was the center one of three. He leaned over and kissed me. "I'm gonna fuck you so good," he promised.

With his hand down the back of my cutoffs, he directed me through the front door after he'd unlocked and opened it. With the door closed behind us, he began ripping my clothes off. I did the same to him. A trail of discarded clothing led to the master bedroom upstairs. He pushed me on to the bed and shoved my legs into my chest. Without any preliminary words, his face pressed hotly against my asshole and he ate me out. This man was a pro!

After a minute of getting the best rim job I'd ever received, I suggested, "Turn around so I can eat your ass, too." He didn't hesitate a second and immediately complied. His clean ass tasted vaguely of soap and ass. Lee stopped for a moment to reach into the drawer of a night stand. He pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to me. It was his test results: negative. I checked the name, too. His name is Leland, but that's close enough. If I were he, I'd prefer Lee over Leland, too.

He switched back and forth between eating out my ass and sucking my dick. As much as he dripped precum, I oozed even more when my face was buried in a man's hot ass. Remembering how delicious his precum was from the car, I worked his dripping dick into my mouth and tasted more precum. It was still delicious, but I truly preferred eating out his asshole.

With my face buried in his ass again, he returned to sucking my dick. He broke his sucking action only long enough to tell me how he liked the taste and quantity of my precum. I was going to reply, but he sat back on my face, so I didn't.

There are four things that make me nutt: fucking a hot manhole; eating out a delicious ass while getting blown; getting my dick sucked by an expert; and getting fucked by a big dick. The last one can happen even when I'm not touching my dick. But, this time, it was the second one what overpowered me before I could stop. His ass in my face with his mouth sucking me greedily pushed me over the edge before I even knew my climax was imminent.

"Oh, FUCK! I'm cumming!" I bellow when I pulled my face out of his ass. "FUCK!" I repeated. He didn't miss a beat. He sucked me off hungrily, swallowing every drop of my spermy load as I ejaculated hard into his mouth. When my climax subsided and I caught my breath, I complained, "That was supposed to go up your sweet hole."

"I'm sure you've got a lot more juice for my ass," he smiled back at me. "How long does it take you to recover?" he wondered as he moved around and pressed his hard dick against my asshole. My legs rested on his shoulders. He reached over to the night stand and extracted a small bottle of lube. Applying the contents generously to his hard dick and liberally to my winking asshole, he pushed gently into me. "Fuck, yeah," he moaned, enjoying the sensation of my tight ass gripping his long 9" dick.

Truthfully, I'd had bigger, but it was still a big dick. And it felt so good, as he slowly fucked me. He leaned in and kissed me repeatedly. As his pace increased, my dick jerked and throbbed against my abs, leaving a slug trail of precum above my navel. My fingers found his erect nipples and played with them. I needed him to cum in my ass soon, or I'd be spraying out another load.

As it turned out, his nipples are directly connected to his dick and nuts. Seconds later, he shouted out his climax, pounding me harder and harder as his dick fired repeatedly deep inside me. Yeah, that felt good, too. My hands had moved to his ass from his nipples and held him tightly against my ass. His hips continued their relentless pounding of my ass. The pace was only slightly slower.

I was surprised that I didn't feel his dick going soft. Maybe he was one of those guys who stayed hard for a while, even after a big climax. However, I was delighted to hear him say, "I think I'm gonna cum again," he whispered before he leaned in and kissed me again. His hips picked up speed again. Once more, my fingers found his hard nipples. I pulled on them harder that last time. "Fuck, YEAH!" he shouted as he fired his second load up my ass. It was probably a small load, but the way he jittered and shook, I knew he'd had another climax. And this time, his dick slowly softened and slipped out. With practiced speed, he withdrew from my ass and immediately stuck his tongue up my well-fucked and well-bred hole.

"Fuck!" I grimaced happily. I couldn't believe I'd found another felcher. My hands instantly moved to the back of his head and pressed him hard between by butt cheeks. "Eat it ALL!" I begged.

He spent several more minutes lapping as my pucker, sucking on it occasionally, trying to get as much of his loads out of my ass as he could. "I love eating ass!" he finally said minutes later.

"I hope you're ready to get fucked," I warned. "Your face in my ass has me really close to a climax."

He flipped over on to his back beside me and pulled his knees into his chest. I wanted to spend more quality time with my face buried deeply between his hard, white buns, but my raging dick warned me to not delay. He handed me the lube bottle that he'd used before. "You've gotta huge dick and I'm not sure I can take you. It's been more than a year since I got one in my ass that big."

I pressed gently against his back door. My thick dickhead parted his ass lips and slipped inside. "Yeah, you gotta sweet hole," I sighed. I pushed harder and more inches disappeared. Withdrawing to the head, I pressed again and again into him. Within a minute, I was all the way in. I held him tightly against me, allowing my hard dick to jerk and throb inside him. He reached up and played with my nipples. I warned him that his actions would make me nutt too soon. He only laughed.

"I don't care. I know you have big nuts and you'll probably fuck me every 10 minutes. So, I'll get many more loads outta that horse dick of yours," he smiled up at me. "In case you've forgotten, I got your first load down my throat; and mere minutes later, you were hard as steel and ready to breed me."

There was no point in contradicting him. I did recover fast and always had another load to pump out within 15 minutes of the last one. I could do that for nearly two hours before the well ran dry. However, no one had ever tried to take me that often or swallow that much cream with their assholes.

So, I allowed him to use me for his pleasure. I kept up a good fucking pace, but his talented ass and hunger to get bred forced him to fuck himself on my hard phallus. His hands had gravitated to my ass and pulled urgently on me to get me to bury my dick harder, faster, and deeper with each thrust. And it worked.

Seconds later, I was spraying several jets of my baby batter deeply into his ass tunnel. He held me tightly against his upturned ass, continuously milking my shooting dick with his internal muscles. The man is a natural bottom. I hoped to load him up several more times tonight, even though my reason to go out tonight was to get my ass fucked by a big dick. That had already been accomplished. But, if he wanted to pump another load up my ass, I'd be down with that.

With a load in my ass, my need to take a load had been satisfied. That was standard procedure for me. I started the evening wanting to get fucked all night long, but after I bottomed and took a load, I was willing to play top the rest of the evening. Most men I'd been with couldn't get it up again for a while, so I usually didn't take second or third loads.

After I pulled out, I sucked on his dick to get it to rise again. That didn't work. I offered to sit on his face and suck him off. That didn't resurrect his dick, either. However, sitting on his face did restore my dick, so I fucked and bred him again.

Once more, I tried to get his dick to harden, but with the same disappointing results. He sucked my dick while I tried to get his to harden in my mouth. I stiffened up quickly, so he offered his ass again. Without missing a beat, I slid my hard dick back up his cum-filled love tunnel and went in balls deep. He moaned with pleasure as I fucked him faster and faster. Even after firing off several loads already, my nuts were hungry to discharge another creamy load.

"I can't hold back," I warned again.

"Fill me again!" he begged.

Seconds later, he had another load delivered deeply. Even though I thought a good fuck would stiffen his dick, it didn't happen. I had to conclude he was done for the evening. Truthfully, I was done with him as well. He did feel good in my ass with his goatee and big dick, but I didn't get the promised loads that he said he could deliver all night. So, I told him that I had to get up early for practice tomorrow and left shortly before midnight.

I still wanted to get fucked, but as the hour was late, there was no point in going out to the bars or the bookstores to get pounded again. I just wasn't up for another pre-sex dance with another man that required more time than I was willing to put into it. And I reminded myself that this was the hour when most men were out and at their randiest. But, I stifled that fact with a big yawn. With a smile of resignation, I went back to the dorm by catching a bus at the end of the street that went to the university.

Still wanting to get laid, I went back to the gym to work out on Sunday afternoon. The place was nearly deserted. However, not all was lost. The biggest man on the squad was there, pumping heavy iron. I couldn't remember his name, but he was 6'8" tall and weighed about 270. He was a mountain! His shoulders were impossibly broad, his legs and chest enormous. But, it was his big, muscular ass that I couldn't stop staring at. I wanted to eat him out and fuck him for hours and hours. However, he never gave me any vibes that he was gay or even sexually curious.

That doesn't mean that I didn't surreptitiously check him out several times when his back was turned. And each time I looked at his big ass, my dick got harder and harder. If I hadn't been wearing a jock strap, I'd have burst out of my shorts several minutes again. As it was, my hard dick was making a big bulge in my shorts. I tried several times to get more comfortable, but to allow it to straighten would have been to show off how thick and long it is. Already, my fat phallus was soaking my jock pouch with precum. If my dick didn't soften soon, my precum would begin to show a wet spot in my shorts, despite my jock.

A few minutes later, my worst fears about a wet spot were confirmed. In only a couple of minutes, my cotton shorts had gone from totally dry to a wet spot at least 2" across. If I didn't get my ass into the locker room, the wet spot would start dribbling precum.

With a final glance in his direction, I abandoned the workout floor and headed for the locker room. Without his magnificent ass to temp me, I thought it was safe to pull off my shorts and soaked jock. However, my dick had softened only slightly. My vivid memory of his massive, muscular ass continued to race through my mind. It was so beautifully round and hard. His hips weren't wide, but just the right size to hold up his massive chest and support his tree-trunk legs. His workout clothes were loose, but not so loose that I couldn't see that his body was wonderfully sculpted.

I grabbed my towel and headed for the showers. I held it strategically in front of my thick, long dick. No one was there to see it, but I didn't want to take any chances. I hung it up on the shoulder-high hook and turned on the shower. The hot water immediately cooled my memory loops. With my mind now focused on scrubbing off the sweat of my workout, I didn't see or hear a man come in.

My first clue was a nearby shower turned on. I opened my eyes. Standing across from me was my favorite mountain man with his back turned to me. Of course, I glanced at his amazing ass. Without prompting, my dick went to full hard instantly.

"Shit!" I thought to myself. I tried to will it to shrink. That was a non-starter. I tried to think of something that would make my dick deflate, but even something gross didn't stop the hardness. My dick bounced and leaked precum with each rapid heartbeat. I wanted to tear my eyes away from his beautiful ass and magnificent body, but my body wouldn't turn.

Suddenly, he turned about. My concentration was broken, so I quickly spun around. But, I knew I wasn't quick enough. He got a full gaze at my hard dick. I know I blushed crimson. My embarrassment quotient zoomed off the scale. I couldn't turn around or even glance over my shoulder to see what his reaction was. And my dick wasn't helping. It was still hard as steel.

He cleared his throat. Like an automatic response that couldn't be controlled, I looked over my shoulder. Of course, my eyes immediately looked at his dick. Damn! It was big and it wasn't standing up. It was naturally enormous. My instant thought was to wonder if it got bigger; and if it did, how much bigger. Did it get thicker, too?

Given his body size, I knew it was likely that he had a monster dick. Although my experience in the locker room of the football team made me question my judgment, none of the players were as tall or as massive as this guy was. Fantasies are always better than reality, I reminded myself.

As before when I was staring at his ass, I couldn't stop looking at his big dick. Only when he spoke did my eyes travel up to his face. "You're new to the rugby team, right?" I nodded dumbly. "But, I'm not recalling much about you, other than you're a freshman." Again, I nodded stupidly. He paused as if I were supposed to supply something. I finally figured out that he was wondering what my name was. I couldn't help but glance down at his dick again before I responded with my name. He held out his hand in greeting and said, "John, but my friends call me Bull and the media call me Bulldozer."

I had to turn to shake his hand. He checked me out and smiled. My embarrassment went into warp factor 10. My stiff dick continued to throb and leak precum. I tried unsuccessfully to hide my thick, long dick with my hands. Touching my dick made it jerk even harder. "It seems to have a mind of its own," I sighed.

"Kinda pointless to hide something that big," he grinned. "Your hands aren't big enough and you should be proud of a monster horse dick like that."

I couldn't help myself. I checked out his dick and saw that it was far thicker and longer than it had been before. It continued to expand. I couldn't take my eyes off it. I licked my lips, wondering what his dick would taste like and how it would feel pounding my hungry manhole.

"It seems that my dick has a mind of its own, too," he whispered. I smiled at his admission, but couldn't tear my eyes away from his rising dick. A minute later, it was fully hard and pointing directly at me. He was thicker and longer than my fat 10" dick. "Am I the cause of your stiffness?" he smiled. I glanced up at his face and saw that he was hungrily looking at my dick.

"It seems that we inspire each other," I observed as I turned to rinse soap off my shoulders.

"And you've gotta smokin' hot ass!" he praised. "You ever had a hard dick between those beautiful, black butt cheeks?" I had to smile, and nodded an acknowledgement. "I'd love to be the next man in there."

I teased him by bending over and spreading my ass cheeks. Seconds later, I felt a big hand on my butt. A second after that, another hand was copping a feel. His thick, long dick pushed hungrily between my ass melons. I bent over farther. His dick head was the size of a "school boy" apple and was supplying its own lube with oozing, clear precum. I couldn't get his big dick up my ass. I needed lubrication that was more plentiful than his precum.

"Do you have any lube?" I asked over my shoulder.

"In my locker," he revealed. "Besides, we're a little too public here."

We turned off our showers and dried off quickly, but not before stroking each other's dick for a few seconds. He licked my precum off his fingers, so I did the same with his precum. He didn't leak as much as I did, but his clear, sweet fluid tasted as good as mine.

Our lockers were about 15 feet apart. Bull grabbed the lube from his locker and pulled me around to the end of the bank of lockers. There was a short hallway there with a bench against the wall. "We can see and hear anyone coming this way," he assured me.

I turned around and pushed my ass in his direction. Quickly, he applied lube to my asshole and his huge dick. My manhole resisted his big dickhead, but only for a couple of seconds. I told myself to relax. That gave him immediate entrance to my nether regions. Several inches disappeared up my butt. My love tunnel stretched, but not much more than it had when I'd taken 10" up my ass.

"So tight and so hungry," he breathed on my neck. I pushed back against him and took a few more inches. He applied a little more lube to his thick, long dick and pressed urgently. "Fuck, yeah! All the way in, Man!"

I started to stroke my dick, but he batted my hand away. He pumped me several more strokes and my hand again tried to stroke my hard, leaking dick. Once more, he slapped my hand away, but this time he wrapped his big arms around me in a bear hug. That prevented me from reaching for my dick. And it gave him a chance to really push his dick harder, deeper, and faster up my welcoming hole. His long, languid thrusts up my ass were causing my dick to jerk and leak more and more precum. I knew I was getting close to spraying my cream against the lockers if he didn't stop fucking me soon.

"I'm gonna nut if you keep fucking me like that," I whispered. "And I sure hope you're negative."

"I am and I'm gonna CUM!" he moaned. I felt his apple-sized dick head swell and spray a huge wad of nutt up my ass tunnel, followed quickly by several more. His urgent need to breed caused his hips to fuck me mercilessly.

I had hoped that his climax would end his assault on my prostate, but it only made him fuck me harder and faster as his climax hit its peak and slowly recede. My ass couldn't deal with that much stimulation. Urgent signals were sent to my boiling nuts. My hard dick jerked and jetted out one thick rope of nutt gravy after another, splattering noisily against the locker in front of me. Five splatters echoed in the room before my jetting dick lost some power and the last few streams of cum landed wetly on the floor.

"Fuck, you're amazing," I praised. "I don't usually nutt when getting fucked." That was sort of a lie as I'd been fucked and sprayed a load without touching myself many times, but it was rare. He reached around me and stroked out the last few shots of jizz, bringing his fingers to my mouth to taste.

He withdrew from my ass and pushed me slightly aside. He bent down and licked my dripping, spent nutt off the lockers. With his ass so perfectly displayed, I had to kneel behind him and taste it. My hands spread his massive butt cheeks and my tongue instantly found his tight hole. I burrowed as deeply into him as I could reach. How I wished that I could taste my jizz in his ass!

Bull continued to lick my nutt from the lockers until there was nothing more to gather. Meanwhile, his big hands had found my head and he was pushing me harder into his ass. I snorted and ate at his manhole. He couldn't get enough and neither could I.

He stood up and sat on the bench behind us, beckoning me over to him. He turned me around and pushed my torso over. He buried his face between my bubble buns and ate me out. But, his dick is so long and he shot so hard into me, I doubt that he tasted more than my ass. However, he sure tried to reach his load. His tongue felt so good in my ass. I wanted a lot more of this action.

I pulled away from him and turned around. Kneeling in front of him, I sucked his big dick into my mouth. It had deflated some, but was still about 8" long. I coaxed a few drops of cum from his wilting dick and knew I needed a lot more. Turning him slightly, I pushed him on to his back and sat on the bench. With his tree-trunk legs in the air, I started to eat his big ass out again. "I hope you want to do more than eat it," he whispered. I looked up and grinned. "You're negative, right?" he asked. I nodded enthusiastically. "In that case, you have to fuck me. But, take it easy. I haven't been fucked in months and have never taken a dick as big as yours."

"Perhaps, we should go back to my dorm room and get more comfortable. Besides, that would allow us to take our time and we won't be interrupted," I suggested.

"Don't you have a roommate?"

"I got rid of him. He was the most obnoxious Bible-thumper I've ever encountered."

He looked at me oddly. "I have to assume that no violence with involved."

I laughed and went back to eating out his ass. But, I didn't get much chance to really work his hole. The locker room door opened and a herd of men strolled in.

"Fuck!" I growled as I removed my face from his magnificent ass. Quickly, we grabbed our towels and placed them strategically in front of us. Bull went to his locker first. I followed a few moments later. Luckily our lockers were not far from where we'd been cavorting. With our backs turned to the newcomers, we dressed hurriedly.

On our way out, Bull suggested that we needed to do a lot more than we'd accomplished in the locker room. I immediately offered my dorm room, reminding me that I didn't have a roommate. As an inducement, I pulled my test results from my wallet and showed him the paper. He grinned and readily agreed. Before we got to my room, I answered his earlier question about what caused my dick to get so hard.

"I love your ass, Bull," I revealed. "There's something about a masculine, muscular ass on a big man that makes my dick hard and my tongue wet. I knew I wanted to try to get you interested in sitting on my face and my dick, in any order you wanted it." He smiled at my ardor for his butt. "And then, I saw how big your dick is and I knew I had to have you, no matter what I had to do to get it. I love getting fucked; and the bigger the dick, the more I want it as often as I can get it up my ass."

"With a big dick like yours, I'd think you'd be the consummate top," Bull countered.

"That's usually what happens," I sighed. "But, when I get a chance, I always want a big one up my hole. However, big dicks are pretty rare. I'll bet you get offers like I do to use your dick on them."

"Way too many times. And then, they can't take me because I'm so big. Many of the men I want to play with are so terrified of my size that they're afraid that I'll hurt them. After all, I do play rugby, which is pretty rough," he allowed.

"Yeah, I intimidate a lot of guys because of my size and color. A big, black man is scary to a lot of people."

"Not to me," he countered, patting my bubble butt. "When I saw you on the field, I was immediately in lust. Your bubble butt is amazingly erotic to me."

"So, why didn't you come on to me until now?" I asked.

"I didn't think you were into men."

"Man, I gotta change my vibe if I'm sending out those kinda signals."

He laughed at me. "It all turned out well for both of us, I think."

"I still want to fuck you," I reminded him.

"And I still want that big dick of yours up my ass, breeding me," he agreed. "But, you got the best tongue I've ever sat on. And in case you haven't figured it out, I loved getting rimmed. And when I get you into bed, I'm going to sit on your face and force you to eat my ass out while I suck your big, black dick. But, I don't want you to nutt in my mouth. I want you to hold off as long as you can, and then shove that monster up my hole and breed me. I already know that you shoot big loads and that makes me crazy when I get a big load up my butt."

"Have you been fucked very often?" I wondered.

"Not nearly enough," he sighed. "But, I really do love to fuck ass. It's just that once in a while, I need a really big dick breeding my deep tunnel." I glanced over at him. "And to answer your next question, I've been fucked by fewer than a dozen men, and only three of them pounded me bareback."

"Are you seeing anyone in particular now, someone that you regularly play with?" I boldly asked.

"Nope. I've played around with several men and I used to fuck a guy on the team, but he graduated last year and I haven't seen or heard from him since. We figured out right away that we were fuck buddies, and nothing more. Sometimes, I wanted it to go farther and I wanted him to fuck me, but he never did. I always fucked him. How about you?"

"I've been fucked more than you have and also took a lot more loads. But, those loads were from a guy that played on the professional football team in town. And he only fucked around with me."

"Or so he said," Bull cautioned. "How did you ever hook up with him?"

I told him about my dad's profession and how I worked out with the team from the time I was 14. Additionally, I revealed that I never fucked anyone bareback or took their loads unless I knew they were negative. But, even for the men I used to take up my ass, they nearly always pooped out before my need for sex abated. So, I wound up fucking them a lot more than they fucked me.

"So, you recover quickly and can nutt out loads several times?" Bull asked.

"Yeah. My recovery is about 15 minutes, if I'm well inspired. My highest number of climaxes is seven in one evening. I really filled up the guy's ass that night," I laughed.

His hand reached over to my crotch and gave my dick a squeeze. "I'd like to break that record," he smiled. "I've never been with anyone who wanted to take me more than twice in one night, though, so I don't know how many loads I can pump out in an evening."

"How fast do you recover?" I pressed.

"I've never really timed it," he shrugged. "I guess it depends on the inspiration, too. Sitting on your face and sucking that big, black, stallion dick would surely inspire me."

"I noticed that you loved eating out my ass after you bred me," I smirked as I opened the door to my room and closed it behind us. "That's pretty kinky."

"Does it turn you off?"

"Hell, NO! I love it and I can't wait to return the favor."

"I've only eaten out two other butts that I shot my load into. One guy loved it, the other guy, well, I never saw him again," he moaned as I pulled his shirt off and started sucking on his right nipple. "And I've never had a guy eat his load out of my ass. Of course, it does make a difference that I've been barebacked only a few times."

"I hope I can remedy that," I smiled and started sucking his other nipple. My hand strayed to his crotch and squeezed his massive dick gently. "I think I need to free your dick. It must hurt to be penned in so tightly." He helped me take off his pants and jockstrap. "Do you always wear a jock?"

"I have to. If I went commando, or wore briefs or boxers, my dick would show all the time, even when I'm soft," he admitted. "I've been wearing jocks since I was 15. I hadn't thought anything of it until my coach pulled me aside and said that I was showing way too much dick all the time."

"I've never worn a jock, except when playing sports. Most of the time, I wear tight briefs to hold me in place and some loose pants."

"What happens when you get hard, like now?" he smiled, squeezing my dick and stroking it gently.

I laughed. "It happens a lot, so I try to hide it when I can. I do have big hands."

"And that worked out so well in the shower, didn't it!" he laughed.

"Well, I was totally exposed and didn't have fabric to help me hide it."

"Don't tell me that your hard dick has never embarrassed you," Bull smirked. By now, I had his pants, shirts, and shoes off. He'd pulled mine off before I'd finished disrobing him. My room was in a special section of the jocks dorm. That meant that the beds were extra heavy duty and for the taller athletes, a bank of drawers had been cut out of the desk to allow for longer beds to be installed. In my case, it was a good thing. In Bull's case, it was a requirement. At 6'8" tall, he'd never fit in an ordinary, twin bed.

Bull pushed me on to the bed onto my back. He turned and sat on my face, wiggling suggestively as my tongue explored his tight hole. After a few seconds, he bent over and started to suck the precum off my dick. Then, his lips covered my big dickhead and he went down on me. The action of bending over allowed my tongue to drill deeper, because his big, muscular ass globes spread farther apart.

Less than a minute later, I had to pull him off my dick. "I'm gonna shoot my load, if you don't stop sucking me like that," I complained.

"You must be ready to pound a load up my big ass, then," he asserted. He turned around and started to sit on my precum-dripping 10" dick. The head slowly disappeared, but didn't go deeper. "Fuck! You're huge! I've never had a dick this big up my hole. You got some lube?" I indicated the top of the desk and a small box on it. He opened it and pulled out a small, pump bottle of lube.

He pulled off my dick, pumped several streams of lube onto his fingers and shoved them up his ass. I thought it was two fingers, but it could have been three of his huge, sausage-like digits. When he withdrew his fingers, he smeared the rest of the lube onto my hard dick. Positioning himself over me again, he squatted. About half my dick disappeared.

"Slow and easy," I admonished. "You'll have many more times to take it fast and deep. But, your first time with me has to be at a slow pace. I don't want to hurt you. I want to breed you, repeatedly."

He took my advice and slowed his descent. Nearly a minute elapsed before his ass had totally swallowed my upright organ. I held him down, so he wouldn't try to bounce up and down on me before he got used to my size. My need to breed had slightly abated, as we tried to make our fucking as pain-free as possible. Even though he was a senior and four years older, he didn't have the depth of experience that I did.

Rather than bounce up and down on my dick, Bull decided that it would be more comfortable for him to rock on my hard dick, allowing an inch or so to work on his stretched manhole. However, that was probably worse than letting him bounce up and down on me. His tight ass walls were rubbing on my dickhead like the tightest ass I'd ever fucked. That previous experience I recalled was over in about ten seconds.

"Ah, FUCK!" I roared, and thrust my hips hard up into his tight, muscular ass. I held him down as I thrust furiously upward, spraying a massive load of ball gravy deeply inside him. My balls kicked and pumped thick, creamy jets of sperm into him. My climax surged and finally crested. But, my dick wanted to keep breeding. I fucked and fucked, unable to stop my hips. Bull rocked his ass on my dick when I released my sexual control over him.

"Fuckin' massive load, Bro!" he exclaimed. "I've never felt anyone spray so hard and so much into me before. And you can breed me again in 15 minutes? Is it as much as this load?"

"I don't know," I admitted. "I think it is probably less, but not by much, if the intensity of my climax is any gauge. And I know that there is a lot more to eat out after I nutt a second time."

Once more, he turned around. He sat on my face and started to clean cum from my dick. When he thought it was sufficiently clean, he pulled my legs under his arms and started eating out my ass. "I can taste a little of my last load up your ass. I need to add more, so I'll have more to eat."

Reluctantly, I pulled my tongue out of his beautiful ass. I didn't get to taste very much of my load. I'd shot far too hard and deep to really get any. But, if the trade-off was taking another load from his elephant dick, I was willing to make the sacrifice.

He grabbed the lube and turned again. My legs rested on his massive shoulders as he applied lube to his dick and my hole. I'd taken him less than an hour ago in the locker room, but that meant nothing. An 11" dick wasn't going to slip easily up my ass, despite a recent, successful fuck. Bull pressed gently against my hole. He leaned in and kissed me softly on my full lips. This romantic side of him surprised me. But, I was prejudging him based on his size, just like all other men had. I returned his gentle kiss and wrapped my arms around his neck.

His massive dick slipped inside me as our kisses became more urgent. He was all the way in me before I knew it had happened. Bull broke our kiss and smiled down at me. "You're an amazing fuck," he breathed hotly. "I hope you won't be disappointed if I cum too soon," he moaned.

"It seems only fair after I blasted my load into you before we really got a good fuck going on your hungry ass," I replied.

He slowly fucked me with long, deep strokes. I knew he was attempting to delay his climax by getting a minimum of friction on his fat, long dick. Once more, we kissed gently. Instead of wrapping my arms around him, I grabbed his ass with both hands and urged him to fuck me faster. He knew what I was trying to do, and he resisted me very well for a few seconds. But, the change in pace had increased dramatically the friction on his apple-sized dickhead. Seconds later, I was deeply bred with repeated spurts of baby batter. Once he knew that his climax was inevitable, his hips pounded my upturned ass and he went for maximum pleasure. As he added more sperm to his first load, I counted the number of jets I could feel. I lost count after four, figuring that the volume of this load, plus the first one, masked the remaining flood of his cream into me.

"Fuck! You're amazing," he was finally able to croak out after his climax subsided. "No one has ever taken me like that. I totally cut loose and went for it. I've had to back off, at least a little, with all other men." He made his dick jerk several times. I don't know if it was the aftermath of his climax or he was reminding me how big his dick is and how deep he was up my ass.

As he attempted to withdraw, I held him against my ass. "You're not going anywhere, soon," I assured him. "I love your big dick in my ass and I want it to stay there for a while." He smiled an acknowledgment and slowly fucked me with his long dick.

"Yeah, just like that," I smiled back agreeably. We kissed more and basked in the glow of an astonishingly good fuck.

We fucked, bred, and felched each other three more times before we adjourned to the cafeteria for dinner. Classes hadn't started yet, but we already had our course schedule nailed down. The rugby coach made sure that we had the necessary classes at the correct times. He knew none of us liked to get up early, but we also needed late afternoon practice time. That left us with blocks of class instruction nearly every day with only an hour break for lunch. Only once a week did I have two hours off mid-day.

Bull had a similar schedule, but with different classes. He did have to take one evening class to graduate; but that wasn't going to be a problem for him, he'd said. Truthfully, that was the only time that class was offered. It was a class concerning ethics in sports. It was taught by our rugby coach.

I wanted to sleep with him, so we could fuck and breed each other the rest of the night. But, he said that my bed was too small for both of us to sleep in it. I smiled and replied that I was hoping there wouldn't be much sleeping, but there would be a lot of fucking.

He reminded me that we had practice in the morning and we needed to be rested so the coach wouldn't think we were unable to play later in the year. These first sessions could make all the difference in who played and who sat on the bench. Reluctantly, I had to agree with him. After a final fuck and felch, he went back to his room.

At this university, if you were on a sports team, you were expected to reside in the athletes' dorm. The only exception granted was to those players who were married. Consequently, Bull had a room in my dorm, but he was on the other side and a floor above me. He was rooming with a football player, but there was nothing going on between them. The other guy had a girlfriend whom he frequently fucked. He said that they were getting married right after graduation.

On the practice field, the coach put me on the defensive team, opposite Bull. He said that I was the only guy big enough to give Bull any kind of challenge. The offense ran a set play that moved the ball inexorably in Bull's direction. When he got it, he raced directly toward me. Bull isn't as fast as I am, but he has moves that easily fake out most players. He nearly always gets them to commit to one direction while he goes another. I'd seen him do that before in prior practices and thought I was ready for him.

I fucked up twice. He totally bamboozled me. When we were setting up for the third play, he walked by and patted my ass. "I'm gettin' some of this later," he whispered with a lusty smile.

"You're getting my ass later no matter what happens," I thought. "And I'm gonna nail your big, white ass right after you breed me."

With a big smile on his face, Bull ran right at me and faked to the right. I held my ground and waited for him with open arms. But, his chest and shoulders are so broad and thick that I couldn't wrap my arms around him and bring him down. Knowing that I was about to lose him, I let my hands and arms slide down his torso to his legs. That presented the same problem. His legs were too massive and he was running too fast to grab both legs. So, I concentrated on one leg and hoped to slow him down enough that he would trip or lose his balance. Neither happened. But, I did slow him down enough that another defender came up and helped me pull him down.

Bull presented the ball to another offensive player so quickly that we didn't have a chance to get back on our feet and defend against the new runner. But, before I got up, I made sure that my face was buried between his massive glutes before I got up. "I can't wait to get my face into your ass and my tongue back up your cum-filled hole," I whispered to him as I moved away.

Of course, the offense scored because two of us were concentrating on Bull. That left an offensive player without a defender. After ten minutes, the coach had us switch roles. On offense, I was the fastest player out there. If I could fake them out or out-run them, I could score. With a couple of surprise moved, I got past three defenders. There was only Bull to get around. I faked to my left and went right, but he was on to me. He brought me down easily. Remembering I had to "present" the ball or suffer a turnover, I pushed the ball between my legs. It was grabbed by my side, but he didn't get far.

Again and again, we ran at the defense. Most of the time, we got nailed and turned over the ball. However, I figured out how to get around Bull's massive body and long arms. Just because I figured it out doesn't mean that I successfully eluded him. But, I didn't mind. I liked his big arms around me and enjoyed him landing on my ass, his full crotch pressing hard against my bubble butt.

Our coach ran us ragged for nearly two hours. After that, we drilled passing, throwing in from the sideline, and kicking for the extra points. When we were close to exhaustion, he made us run wind sprints. We were close to collapse when he finally called it a day. "This is how the real rugby world works. Get used to it," he growled.

We slowly made our way back to the locker room and hot showers. Bull was part of the first group to get a massage. Another man was supposed to be in that group, but he said he was too tired to get a massage and needed more time in the hot showers. I volunteered to take his place. The masseur was new to me, but had been working with the rugby and football teams for about eight years. He had his own massage business besides his contract with the university.

It was a great massage, but nothing untoward occurred. I was so exhausted that my dick didn't respond to his hands working on my ass and chest. When the session was over, I made my way back to the showers and rinsed off the excess oil. I was about to leave when Bull joined me.

He turned on the shower next to me and turned his back. "You know that I find your ass exciting," I whispered. He glanced over his shoulder and smiled. He also looked at my dick, which was expanding. Bull bent over and spread his ass cheeks. My dick went to fully hungry for his ass.

When he turned around to rub off some of the oil from his chest and quads, I noticed that his dick was larger than it usually is when flaccid. I hope my dick had something to do with that. I looked over my shoulder to see if we were alone. Gratefully, we were. I turned and bent over, showing off my bubble butt and then pulled my butt cheeks apart and gave him another look at the asshole he loved to fuck.

Without preamble, I felt his big, hard dick press against my back door. I quickly scanned the room and the doorway to see if anyone was nearby. They weren't. I backed up on to his dick and took about half of his 11". I really needed lube to take the rest of him. He wrapped his arms around my chest and murmured, "I'm gonna cum!"

If I'd wanted to pull off and not take his load, I was already too late. I felt several jets of his nutt gravy rocket into me. His hips thrust deeper and deeper as his load lubed up my love tunnel. By the time he hit his climax peak, he was fully inside me. His thrusting hips didn't abate their need to breed me.

But, we heard voices heading toward the shower room, so Bull immediately pulled out and turned around. I did the same. My hard, 10", black dick was not something I wanted to display to everyone on the team just yet. Bull's ass made my dick jerk and leak a massive wad of precum. I couldn't stop looking at his magnificent ass and thinking of how much I loved to eat him out and breed him.

Luckily, the voices we heard walked on by without turning into the showers. I glanced at the doorway again, and moved in behind Bull. I pressed my precum-dripping dick against his asshole and was instantly admitted entry. My dick jerked out more precum and lubed the way deeper. But, before I was totally inside him, my nuts kicked and I began filling him with my creamy load. I'd been saving it since last night when I'd fucked him before he'd gone back to his room. It was a big load that required several deep shots of sperm to unload my full balls.

Unlike when Bull bred me, no one interrupted us. I continued to pound his ass after my climax had dwindled, pushing my sperm ever deeper. His hungry ass didn't try to pull away. In fact, he'd grabbed my ass and held me hard against him. He loved my big, black dick inside him. I'd allowed him to discover his inner bottom. As often as he wanted my dick and loads, I was always up for him. We'd discovered last night that his recovery was about 20 minutes. With some excellent breeding and felching, both of us were easily convinced to fuck and get fucked again and again. There seemed to be no bottom to our reservoirs of cum.

We quickly finished our showers and dressed. "Do you wanna come back to my place and fuck some more?" I asked.

"Absolutely!"

We felched out our loads and then fucked and bred each other. After lunch, we returned to my room and resumed our sexual fun. We talked about rugby and how we played off each other. He said I had a lot of potential for the game and hoped I did really well on the team after he left. He hoped that he would get some real interest from the international teams and that they would hire him before he graduated. Bull knew that there was already interest, but no one had made an offer.

After we fucked a couple more times, he invited me to his room. He said that he had a special order bed that was big enough for both of us to sleep on. However, it would still be cozy. It looked like a standard double bed width, but much longer to accommodate his height. I wanted to breed him in his own bed, but he declined. His roommate could return at any time and he didn't want to get caught. It could ruin both of our careers in rugby.

So, we returned to my room and went back to what we do best.

By the end of the week, we had talked to the coach and convinced him that we should room together because of rugby. Bull had nothing in common with his football playing roommate and needed to help me as a freshman to get better. Our coach saw enough logic in the request to get campus housing to move Bull and his big bed to my room.

To celebrate, we fucked, bred, and felched each other in Bull's big bed all night on Friday and into Saturday. There's something about that big man's big headed dick that makes me wanna get fucked and bred repeatedly. That monster hits the deep spot that I love getting rubbed. The drawback is that it makes my dick so hard that I'm always right on the edge of spraying out my load as he fucks me. And that has happened a few times with him. I have warned him that I'm gonna nutt and he always pulled out and sucked down my load before returning to his fucking duties, deep in my hole.

I get fucked more than he does, simply because I love getting fucked by his big meat. He'd willingly bend over when my dick is hard and his face or dick isn't deep in his ass. We can't seem to find any reason to stop breeding and felching each other. Bull is the best, most frequent sex I've ever had. He says the same thing about me. He's always surprised how easily he can fit his elephant dick up my butt and screw me as hard and as deep as he likes.

But, we also know that when classes start, we'll have to back off on our frequent sex. We'll need time for classes, completing assignments, and studying for exams. And we have an agreement that sex with other men is always okay as long as condoms are employed. And if one of us should find someone who seems to be a lot of fun in bed, it would be okay to bring them home and share. That is especially true if they are negative and versatile. We'll discuss barebacking with them when we get them in bed with us. We do have two beds in the room, so there will always be space for three- and four-ways.

Within two weeks of our agreement, Bull suggested a couple of men on our dorm floor. They were identical twins and baseball players. He'd met them in the communal showers on our floor. Bull hangs big, so even straight men check him out. But, he said that these two were more than casting an occasional glance. They were almost constantly staring and their dicks got rock hard. His dick also lengthened.

But, they were interrupted by another man coming into the area, so they hastily dried off and went back to their shared room. Bull took a little longer to dry off. And when he walked by their room, he heard the unmistakable sound of two men fucking and loving it.

He described them to me and I instantly knew who they were. I had seen them before with just their underwear on and thought they had hot bodies. However, I wasn't aware that they were interested in other men. Perhaps, they were only interested in each other, or they didn't like men of color. They were Nordic blondes and were named Dan and David.

We agreed that Bull should make the first move on them to see if they were interested in a four-way with us and that they met our agreed upon criteria. It was near the following weekend that he finally found them together and not with others. He delicately suggested some mutual fun with us. When he proposed barebacking, they were reluctant. However, when he said that we'd had recent tests and had only fucked with each other, they were willing to consider his offer. They did ask a lot of questions about me and what I was like and what kind of hot sex I enjoyed. Even after he divulged nearly all our dirty laundry, they were still not sure that I was gay or that Bull really wanted to fuck with them. They especially weren't sure that they could take either one of us, because they had only 8" dicks and had never had 10" or 11" rods up their holes.

But, they did admit it had always been a mutual fantasy of theirs to get fucked by a really well-hung man. This would be two chances to take big, fantasy dicks up their randy holes. With a little more persuading along with an offer to feel his massive dick through his pants, they agreed that they'd join us Friday evening after dinner.

What I've always liked about Bull is his love of fucking any time of the day or night. Even though we both knew we were hosting the twins later in the evening, we fucked each other once in the morning and again after our last classes. We'd agreed that we didn't need more than 20 minutes to get full loads worked up for the boys, so two hours was more than adequate.

On our way to dinner, we passed by their dorm door. The obvious sounds of sex emanated from behind their door. Hopefully, that meant that perhaps both of them would have cream-filled asses for us to eat out when they joined us later. Over dinner, Bull and I talked about what we wanted to do with the twins, but finally decided that they were the ones who should call the tune this evening. They were the ones who wanted to ride our big dicks more than anything else. We knew we'd still get what we wanted out of them. Even if they couldn't take us, we could take them. And we could demonstrate how easy it is to take a big dick up the ass, even though it weren't their asses.

They rapped on our door at the agreed upon hour. Dan quickly let it be known that they'd never been with a black man. And they reminded us that they'd never had a dick up their butts that was bigger than their own.

"So, you've had experience with other men, just none as well hung? That doesn't sound like you've been with many men." Bull wondered. With their clothes off and their dicks hard, we could see that they had fat, 8" dicks. Both dicks were cut. We matched them for hardness which resulted in the twins falling to their knees and engulfing our long dicks with their wet mouths.

Dan had wanted my black dick more than David had, so he was the one swinging on my hardness. David had tried valiantly to take Bull orally, but that big dick head on Bull was too much for David's throat. "I'm sorry that I can't take your big dick down my throat. I guess you'll have to shove it up my ass," he grinned.

"I have the same problem. Same solution?" Dan smiled up at me.

"I think we can accommodate your wishes," I replied with an evil grin.

"But, you haven't taken anyone as big as we are, so I think the safe position would be for you to sit on our dicks, so you can dictate the speed and depth," Bull suggested.

"And I think we should get the playground ready before the main event," I said. The twins looked at me oddly. "Sit on my face!"

They giggled and got into position over us. Bull in his big bed welcomed Dave to sit directly on his mouth. Almost immediately, Bull complimented Dave on his delicious asshole, particularly mentioning the taste of his brother's nutt. Before Dave could respond, I complimented Dan on the taste of his ass, too.

"Uh, well, we couldn't wait until now to nutt, so we fucked each other late this afternoon," Dan admitted.

"When did you fuck each other the first time?" Bull asked.

"We were over 13, but not 14 yet," David answered for them. "We'd been playing around with each other from a very young age and started sucking each other when we were about 12. After we started pumping out loads at about 13, we found a gay porno film that showed two guys fucking. We decided to try it. It stung quite a bit that first time. But, after watching other porno, we figured out that they used lube. That helped a lot and we've been fucking ever since."

"In fact," Dan volunteered, "we seldom suck each other off anymore. Fucking is so much more satisfying." With that revelation, he went back to getting my dick wet with his mouth, while I ate his beautiful, delicious, hard ass. A couple of minutes later, I worked a couple of fingers up his ass, accompanied by some lube that I'd purposefully set on the desk within easy reach.

When I pulled my fingers out of his asshole, he quickly turned around and directed my hard dick at his lubed hole. I was surprised how easily he took several inches up his butt. Getting fucked daily or more often by his brother had taught him how to relax. Now, the question was a matter of length.

Dan's ass muscles were working my dick with professional experience. Clearly, he didn't have to go all the way down on my dick to get me to spray a load into his blonde ass. But, he was making an effort to get it all. "I can tell you've done this before. You're gonna make my dick breed you far too soon, if you keep that up!" I moaned.

"Big nuts like yours probably have enough juice in them for several loads. And I look forward to taking all of them," Dan grinned.

"I'm taking some of them, too," he brother inserted from across the narrow space between the beds. "But, I'm gonna get Bull's hot load first."

"And the way you're goin at it, I'll nutt before Marcus does!" Bull groaned.

As if we'd choreographed it before, Bull and I grabbed the hips of the boys we were fucking and started pounding their eager holes. Despite their lack of experience taking dicks as long as ours, they didn't seem to be having any trouble. Roaring in unison, we pumped our massive loads hard into the Nordic twins and bred them deeply. They loved every squirt.

Even though Bull and I wanted to keep fucking their hungry butts after our climaxes ceased, the twins wanted to fuck us and didn't want to wait any longer. They dictated that we should be on our backs with our knees pulled into our chests. Neither had had a chance to eat our holes out, so they wanted to start there.

Dan was very accomplished at eating ass. He'd been munching on his brother's butt for at least five years, so he knew what he was doing. And I loved every lick and suck. His tongue was magical. With my hands on his head, I encouraged him to eat me deeply. He didn't disappoint. I moved my hands to my ass and spread my bubble butt cheeks as far as I could to allow him access to my hungry hole. He doubled his efforts to stick his tongue farther up my butt.

But, no matter how good his tongue worked my ass, I needed a big, thick, Nordic dick in my butt. Unashamedly, I begged him to fuck me. Echoes of similar begging came from Bull's bed. The sounds they made assured me that they didn't need any help or instruction from Dan and me. Besides, I was completely focused on Dan sliding that thick dick up my butt and spraying a big load into me. It wasn't going to be a monster load like Bull shoots, but it would be adequate, if the size of his nuts were any indication.

Dan finally released my legs and kissed up my body, spending longer than he needed sucking on my rising dick. It wasn't that my dick needed the attention. This was his way of delaying what I begged for. His tongue and lips moved higher, playing with my erect nipples, one at a time. He moved back and forth between them, causing me to writhe on the bed and beg again to be fucked. Once again, he ignored my pleas.

As he kissed my throat, his arms pushed my legs into my chest. My winking hole grabbed at his dick. When his lips met mine, his hard dick pressed against my back door. I pulled him into me and sighed with pleasure. "Fuck me until your big nuts are empty," I urged. "And then keep fuckin' me until your dick shrinks up and falls out." With him completely inside me, I held on to his hard ass cheeks and urged him to fuck me faster and harder. "I can take it, Man! Fuck me hard and deep!"

Moments later, his hips slammed hard into my ass. I felt his steely dick jerk rapidly inside me. He was hungrily uploading his sperm into my welcoming ass. I held on to his ass and wouldn't let him withdraw. Working my ass muscles, I sucked every drop of nutt from his fat dick as I could extract.

"Stop that, it tickles!" Dan laughed.

"Put it back in. I promise to be good," I countered. He obliged me and I moaned with pleasure as his stiff dick reentered me. With deliberate care, he slowly resumed fucking me. I did hold his clenching ass in my hands as he thrust into me. They were like velvet-encased, granite globes.

The nearby bed roiled with legs and bodies, fucking and pounding. Bull urged David to breed him deeply as he worked the young Nordic's nipples with his fingers. In a sudden rush, David bellowed out his climax as Bull giddily and greedily drank another load of sperm with his deep ass. David didn't back off on his need to breed. His hips were a blur of need.

Despite their zeal, both blonde studs slipped out of asses about the same time. As if on cue, both of them ate the ass they'd just bred. The noisy cacophony of mouths and tongues slurping asses barely drowned out the moans of pleasure that Bull and I voiced.

When I glanced over at Bull, I saw that his dick had stiffened up as much as mine had. A couple of minutes later, the blondes switched partners. Instantly, Dan tossed his legs in the air and begged Bull to fuck him. However, Bull loves my nutt, so he ate out Dan's ass before he granted Dan's wish.

David ate my ass out for a minute and then flipped on to his stomach. He looked over his shoulder and smiled, "Plow me hard and deep. I know I can take you after I've taken that monster dick of Bull's. And don't pull out. I need a good breeding."

My hard dick easily entered him. With all the nutt that Bull had sprayed up David's ass, it was all the lube I needed to slide in all the way. Once again, I made my dick jump when I'd penetrated fully. David moaned appreciatively and reached back to spread his hard ass cheeks. They were just as perfect as his twin's. I ground in the last half inch to be sure he knew I was giving him the full 10" of my dark dick.

"I've never been fucked by a black man before," he admitted. "And I wanted it to be a big, muscled guy like you with a really big dick. I'm so glad that it's you," he purred. "Eating out your ass was the first thing I wanted to do to you. I always wondered what a black ass would taste like, and I got lucky with my brother's load in your hole. Getting my face buried deeply between your bubble buns was even better than I thought it would be. When you finish fucking me, can I eat your ass out again?"

"I hope you do," I whispered in his ear. "And you are gonna fuck me and breed me, right?"

"If I don't spray my load into the sheets while you plow me with that big dick of yours, I'll happily load your ass with my sperm. And that's a fantasy I never thought could happen. I was sure that a big, black man like you wouldn't be into letting a blonde, baseball player fuck his ass," David admitted.

"I've always liked getting fucked by big dicks, from the first time I took a dick in my hole," I replied.

"You must love Bull's horse dick, then," David moaned as I thrust a little faster and harder into him.

"Oh, yeah," I groaned as my nuts pulled up tightly and started a slow boil that signaled an impending climax. "I love a really big dick, but I love big loads even more." My dick jerked hard. "Fuck! Just like the one I'm delivering NOW!" I slammed and hammered rapidly into him, uploading more than a half dozen creamy volleys of sperm. It was clear to me that after I've fucked both of the twins that I wanted to fuck them again and again. Perhaps, a hot three-way with them would work when Bull wasn't available.

With my climax over, I didn't stop fucking. His tight, blonde ass was too delightful to quit working that hungry hole. But, it did end too quickly. With two climaxes in quick succession, my dick deflated pretty rapidly. When I pulled out, I ate his hole out for several minutes before I allowed him to rise.

Meanwhile, Bull had bred deeply the other twin. Dan had no problem taking that monster tool after he'd taken me. Bull was bigger, but not significantly so.

With everyone satisfied, Dan and David returned to their shared room. Bull and I collapsed on to our separate beds and smiled. "Those two are hot fucks," Bull sighed. "Nice, deep, hungry holes to fuck and breed."

Over breakfast the next morning, Dan told us that there was a gay street fair that afternoon downtown. It was less than a mile away and was a lot of fun last year, David added. Bull loved the idea as he'd been to the street fair for the last two years. He said there were always men in need of some serious dicking. My hard dick swept aside any reluctance I had.

With an agreement to meet after lunch and walk down there, Bull and I hit the gym and worked out for a couple of hours. Returning to our room, Bull said that he couldn't wait to fuck a guy at the street fair like he had in previous years. "So, how about some hot sex before we go down there to take off the edge?" he asked.

Never one to turn down a big, bare dick, I readily agreed. I sat on his face for a few minutes while I sucked his throbbing dick. After he turned around, he slipped his monster up my ass. Both of us sighed with pleasure. "That was nice of you to feed me some of my sperm and more sperm from the twins," he smiled down at me.

My legs rested on his broad, muscled shoulders as my ass gripped and milked his 11" dick. His muscular body rippled as he plundered my ass. "All of you shot so deeply up my hole that it took nearly a day to expel it," I said. "I thought you were enjoying eating my ass more than you usually do."

"I'm surprised I didn't nut in your mouth," Bull allowed. "I was so turned on by your oral skills and the taste of your deliciously spermy hole. And that's the reason I'm CUMMING now!" he roared. I felt his dick jerk rapidly, spraying my ass walls with his creamy man juices. I held on to his ass with both hands, encouraging him to breed me deeply, just the way I loved it. He didn't disappoint!

After a quick rinse in the communal shower on our dorm floor, we reviewed our class schedules and rugby practice and game schedule. There was no overlap, but I did wonder about fitting in time for study and hot sex. However, I knew it had to work out in some favorable manner or the coach would not have allowed the particular class schedules we had. Bull related some information about several of the teams that we'd be playing that year, with particular attention to two teams that were exceptionally talented. However, one of the teams lost two of their stars to graduation. He thought that team would be less of a threat this year. However, the other team was going to be very hard to beat. That team was still young, but unbelievably talented. Most of the professional teams looked to that college for most of their new recruits. That was the main reason that he was concerned about his career in professional rugby after he graduated.

Not really understanding what he was up against, I could only make sympathetic noises. When the professional teams started arriving on campus in the spring, I'd be sure to get more information about what it takes to get noticed by the recruiters. I did ask Bull if he had any conversations with the coach about his chances. But, Bull only shrugged. Whatever was said wasn't adequate to assuage his fears of rejection.

We met Dan and David for lunch and then wandered into town for the gay street fair. I didn't know what to expect, so I followed their lead. We passed by several booths and stalls advertising clubs and causes. The utility companies made their presence known as well as several gay-friendly churches. There were booths for food and drink, staffed by a number of restaurants in town. However, we spent our time man-watching. And there were a number of handsome studs that Bull and I suggested would be fun fucks. However, due to our size, we intimidated nearly all of them. That's not to say that they didn't look and admire, but when we returned their interest, they scampered away like frightened rabbit.

Dan and David introduced us to several of their acquaintances. Bull introduced me to a handful of men that he'd tricked with in the past. However, he didn't hang around for conversation with any of them. When each one departed, he'd tell me some sordid tale about them that didn't end well. All of them showed an interest in me, but with his warning ringing in my ears, I decided to heed his advice and keep my distance.

We were nearly two hours into our perusal of the men when a very handsome man walked up to Dan and David and kisses both of them. We were introduced and he nodded and smiled at us. He whispered something in Dan's ear and smiled broadly. Dan was smiling, too, and nodded. "Tell everyone what you told me, Connor," he directed.

Connor pointed generally behind us and said, "If you go back there about 100 yards, and hang a right, you'll find a large tent. The tent has a very tasteful sign," he smirked, "that says, `Cum-Dump'. Another sign warns that no cameras or other recording devices are allowed inside."

"Did you take advantage of the services offered there?" David asked with a lecherous smile.

Connor nodded. "About an hour ago," he admitted. "No condoms allowed. And there are two other guys there making sure that no one is abusing the sign about no recording devices. And those same two guys are, uh, well, the clean-up crew."

"Meaning?" I wondered and at the same time hoped it meant what I was thinking.

"One guy cleans off the dick of the guy that just shot a load up the cum-dump's ass and the other guy felches out excess nutt from the bottom guy," Connor revealed. "HOT!" He smiled at the memory. "Oh, and one other thing. You are allowed only four minutes of fucking. If you don't nutt in that time, you have to go to the end of the line and wait for your turn to come up again."

"So, what's the guy look like?" Bull wondered. "Do you think he could take us? Marcus and I are kinda big."

"The guy is a total, well-experienced bottom," Connor replied. "I think he can take on any man."

"We're gonna fuck him first," David insisted. "You two are so big he'd be too stretched out to even feel us after you fucked his pussy."

"Does he want some kind of payment or donation?" Dan wondered.

"Nothing that I saw," Connor responded. "But, if you're hung like a mule, he'll probably want your phone number for some future fucks," he smiled knowingly.

Connor led us over to the where the "friendly" tent was. When we went inside, we were reminded that no recording devices were allowed. Cell phones got stuffed into pockets after they'd been turned off. In the soft light of the tent's interior, we saw that one man was already servicing the "cum-dump" with a thick, but short dick. As we approached him, he growled out a climax and pounded his benefactor with unbridled zeal. After pumping out as much sperm as he could, he withdrew. A young man to his left immediately pulled the man toward him and stuffed the cum-dripping dick into his mouth. The man to his right instantly knelt behind our "host" and began felching out the bottom's ass.

Two more men stood in line, hungry to take their turn at breeding an eager manhole. The first one was so close to his climax that he pushed away the felcher and slammed forward into the gaping hole of our "host". His dick was an average size, so I'm sure the bottom didn't suffer at all. Seconds later, the eager top sprayed his load and backed away, sated and panting. He got the same treatment as the previous fucker did. His spent dick was sucked, cleaned, and dispatched.

The next man in line was not very attractive, was overweight, but not obese, and had a nice thick, long dick. It didn't compare well with Bull and me, but he was certainly in the "healthy" category of Dan and David. He pumped away at his benefactor for nearly four minutes. With a time-warning from the felcher, the newest fucker pounded furiously and then nutted loudly.

Dan was the next man in line. He didn't give the felcher time to eat out the previous load and plugged right in. "Sorry, Man," he said to the felcher, "but, I'm right on the edge and he'd needs this load in him, not on the back of your head." True to his word, Dan sprayed out a growling load 15 seconds later.

David wasn't on the edge as much as his brother, so the felcher had time to lap up the oozing nutt from our host's asshole. Meanwhile, the dick cleaner was working on Dan's dick, cleaning and licking nutt from Dan's big dick. Bull and I slowly stroked each other's dick, but knew both of us were dangerously close to having the same problem Dan did.

David moved in behind our host and plugged in. His thick, long dick sank to the bottom and he sighed with pleasure. "Greatest lube there is," he moaned as he began fucking. A scant two minutes later, he was plunging hard and rapidly into the bottom's ass. With a muted bellow, he nutted deep into our host. The bottom loved every thrust and squirt of man cream.

I decided that I'd better be next. Bull's monster would destroy the man's ass before I got a shot at it otherwise. I pushed forward and got a grunt out of the bottom. As I descended in one long stroke, the guy cried out. "Too deep," he whined.

"That's the price you pay for taking on anyone with a hard dick," I snarled. However, I didn't think it was appropriate to harm him, so I fucked him without going all the way in. He wasn't that good as a bottom, I decided, but I wanted to get my nutt, so I pumped and sprayed out my cream as soon as I could.

I moved aside for Bull. The cleaner greedily gobbled up my stiff dick and cleaned me off. Bull had immediately taken my place, not allowing the felcher a chance to intervene. Bull was also unsuccessful in fucking him deep and even got some whines about being too thick. But, he was undeterred and pumped out his load a couple of minutes later.

Meanwhile the bottom was moaning about his prostate being shredded by Bull's massive dickhead and warned that he was going to nutt. Bull kept pounding away at the bottom's ass, making sure that he hit the guy's prostate repeatedly. With a cry of pleasure, our host issued one final warning. The felcher quickly dashed under the table and sucked the bottom's dick into his mouth just in time.

Bull withdrew and knelt behind the bottom's ass. I joined him long enough to lick out several big dollops of cum before Bull pushed me out of the way and worked his tongue into our host's hole. Not to be outdone, I pushed Bull aside and sucked more cream from the man's asshole. But, by now, the felcher was done sucking cream out of the bottom's dick and pushed both of us aside and resumed his felching duties.

We left the tent sated, but not satisfied. With a wave, we left the twins at the festival and returned to the dorm. "That wasn't as much fun as I was hoping," Bull pouted.

I agreed with him as we unlocked our dorm room door and flopped on beds. After a few moments, Bull said he needed a shower after that exercise. Besides, he wanted to get the funky smell of the other guy off of his body and out of his mouth. I agreed that I need to do the same.

In the shower, his magnificent body made my dick hard. I should have turned away from him, but I couldn't stop looking at his ass and that big dick tube flopping between his massive legs. Without thinking, I squatted behind him and pushed my face between his granite buns. My tongue darted out and connected wetly with his tight pucker. I licked and sucked on his manhole, gaining the vague taste of ass and the load I'd shot in there earlier today.

Bull pulled away and turned around. "Someone will catch us," he warned. "But, I don't want you to stop. Let's dry off fast and head back to the room. I'm gonna sit on your face and suck your big dick before I rape your ass and blow a monster load up your butt." His massive dick tempted me. And because I hadn't risen from my squatting position, I engulfed his precum-dripping horse dick with my full lips. He moaned with pleasure, but pulled away reluctantly. "Fuck, Marcus! I need you, Man!" He leaned over my back and shut off my shower and then turned around and shut off his. Once more, my face plowed into his beautiful ass. "Stop it!" he laughed and dragged me to my feet.

He turned me around and pushed me out of the shower area and into the small atrium where we'd hung our towels. I wanted to eat his hole again, but he told me to be good and that I'd have plenty of time to eat his ass when we got back to our room. Reluctantly, I toweled off with him and headed to our shared room. I had my towel draped over my shoulder, displaying my hard, black dick to anyone who might come out of their room. Alas, there were no voyeurs today. Of course, Bull was more circumspect that I, so he'd placed a towel in front of his crotch to hide his massive dick.

In our room, he pushed me on to his bed on to my back. He straddled my head and sat on my face, wiggling that massive butt as he spread his big, muscular globes for me to eat out. I didn't hesitate.

With my tongue firmly seated in his hole, I ate him out like a man starving for sperm. There wasn't much to mine, but I didn't mind. I loved eating out his hole and he liked getting his butthole feasted upon almost as much as he loved breeding me. Bull wasn't only sitting on my face. He'd bent over and was sucking on my dick as his hole opened more for my dining pleasure.

When I'm eating out an ass as fine as Bull's, there is little chance of a spontaneous nutt from me. However, with Bull sucking my dick with his expert lips, the likelihood of my dick spraying a load was pretty close to 100%. This particular sex session was not going to be an exception.

In less than a minute from when he squatted over my face, I was blasting a big, creamy load down his throat. He swallowed every drop of my spraying jizz. And Bull didn't stop sucking when my load diminished to a trickle. He loved getting his ass eaten and I was working on his last sexual nerves with my talented tongue.

Bull moved quickly off my face and pushed my legs into my chest. In one smooth motion, he grabbed the bottle of lube and started prepping my ass with his tongue and fingers. "I apologize for not eating your hole out longer, but my dick is about to spray my load all over the bed," he said as he pressed his horse dick up my eager ass. In unison, we sighed with pleasure and contentedness.

More inches of his 11" dick slipped into me. My hands on his ass urged him to go deeper and faster than he was. But, Bull was trying very hard to delay his climax. If he'd pushed in faster or deeper, he'd have fired off his load before he was totally buried up my manhole. Neither of us wanted that, not yet anyway.

He leaned in and kissed me tenderly. "When I was fucking that guy in the tent this afternoon, I was fantasizing about my dick inside you, breeding your ass instead of his. He wasn't that much fun, because I couldn't push all the way in. But, I can with you," he smiled down at me. His fine pubic hair brushed against my black ass and then he pressed harder. Bull ground his pubes into my ass lips and made his hard dick jerk repeatedly inside me. I responded by tightening my ass and milking his thick phallus with my love tunnel muscles. "Stop it, or I'll shoot!" he demanded.

I smiled evilly up at him. "Not gonna happen," I smirked. My ass muscles worked him mercilessly. I knew I was winning when he screwed his eyes shut and winced. His dick jerked hard inside me. His need to breed overwhelmed any reluctance that remained. With a bellow, he shot a big load up my ass. I didn't count that number of squirts, but I knew it was a big load though from the way he pounded my hole.

His massive climax peaked, but he continued to pump my ass. My hands on his ass encouraged him to keep it up. I loved that big dick in my hole, even if it wasn't spraying more jizz into me. He felt so good inside me, his massive pink dick shredding my prostate perfectly. And that always caused my dick to get hard, no matter how recently I'd nutted.

A few minutes later, his dick had lost enough of its starch that he couldn't fuck me anymore. Bull rolled on to the bed next to me as he labored to catch his breath. "Hottest fuck I've ever had, Marcus. No one has ever taken me as greedily as you do," he praised.

I moved atop him and kissed him, slowly raising his legs until they were pressed into his chest. "You didn't really think that sucking me off would delay getting fucked, did you?" I smiled. He smiled back at me and said that he knew I was good for at least a second load. "Getting that big dick of yours up my ass always makes me hard," I reminded him.

Bull handed me the pump bottle of lube, but I held on to it. His ass needed another good rimming before he was worthy of my load up his big butt. "Every time you eat my ass," he sighed, "I wanna get fucked by a big dick like yours. But, I almost always have to fuck the other guy because I've gotta bigger dick."

"And this arrangement works out very well for both of us," I summarized. "We're well hung and recover fast. Both of us love to fuck and get fucked. And the rimming is off the chain!" I added.

"Hurry up and fuck me," he insisted. "I wanna eat my load outta your ass!"

"As deeply as you fucked me, you won't taste your cream for several more minutes," I reminded him. "Even your tongue isn't that long."

"All true," Bull said as I resumed eating his ass. "But, I love eating you out, even if I can't reach my last load for several minutes. But, it does speed things up when you sit on my face."

I had to laugh at his crude telling of what we enjoyed. But, that didn't delay the rimming he was still getting. Soon, he was begging for my dick in his ass. I ignored his pleas. A couple more minutes of ass eating passed. I loved his hole to munch on, but he couldn't take any more. Using his massive muscles, he pulled me away from his ass and guided my big, black dick to his wet hole. Without lube, he took me to the hilt. He moaned with pleasure as did I.

We kissed softly again. "Fuck me," Bull whispered. "I've never wanted anything so much as that right now!" I slowly pulled out and descended back in at the same pace. He loved it!

My need to breed had been boiling in my nuts from the time my tongue touched his asshole. My dick was almost painfully hard. I knew that if I increased the pace or he started using his ass muscles, this was going to be another short ride. Warning him of my approaching climax, he pushed me away and flipped over on to this stomach. "Ride me hard and deep. Use me as your personal sperm depository. Fuck me like you own me!" he begged.

His big, round ass beckoned. If I were going to pound him that hard, we'd need lube. I applied lube to his hole with three fingers and then to my raging dick. Sliding easily into him, I lay across his back and worked my hips in a languid in and out motion. He met every thrust and tightened his ass for every withdrawal. With his ass muscles working my sensitive dickhead, I knew it was hopeless to even think I'd be able to ride him as long as I'd wanted. The timing of this fuck was completely in Bull's hands. Or more correctly, in his ass muscles.

I did my best to delay my climax. I slowed the pace, fucked him in short strokes, and tried to think of anything other than what we were doing. But, it was to no avail. In this position, I doubt that I lasted 15 seconds. His ass was too hungry and I was much too close to my climax when I'd plugged in.

With a shout of pleasure, my dick sprayed another load into Bull's hungry hole. He met each thrust with his ass, milking and sucking on my dick, attempting to extract every possible drop of nutt from my heavy balls. "Fuck me. Give me that LOAD!" he repeatedly begged. "FUCK ME!!"

I rode him hard and deep. The squelching sounds of a cum-loaded ass filled the room, as did moans and groans of pleasure. But, my dick was growing more sensitive as my climax waned and I had to pull out. Bull turned over and immediately vacuumed up my dick, extracting the last dribbles of my cream.

He ejected my dick and slid under me. His lips found my ass and he began eating me out. Not to be outdone, I pulled him into a 69 position and ate out his freshly fucked and flooded manhole. Many minutes of slurping and felching ensued.

This was going to be a spectacular freshman year in college for me!

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