Black and White

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BLACK AND WHITE

Chapter 10--Dessert

Dave and I slowly walked home. He wanted to do it all again, he said, but park sex wasn't right for him. I told him to give other men a chance at his wonderful body, cock, and ass, but he was being reasonable to be selective with his men and where he wanted sex. More experiences would give him more parameters to work with. There would be many men after him as soon as they found out we were available.

It was well after midnight. Dave and I happily toppled into bed and were fast asleep in only a few minutes. We had been completely sated by Sean at the Pink Triangle, Paulo's seemingly insatiable sex drive, and the wild sex in the park.

Sunday morning had nearly expired by the time we finally rolled out of bed. We spent a leisurely day at the gym and at home with no particular deadlines or obligations facing us. We were still fucked out when bedtime arrived. Dave cuddled in close to me for a few minutes (playing with my chest hair like he loved to do before he dropped off to sleep). I wasn't far behind him.

The clock radio turned on at 6:30, but I was ready for it. It had been a very restful sleep and I was prepared to meet a new week. Dave patted my ass as I rolled out of bed. Still the same pervert. I enjoyed being his sex object.

The day passed quickly with only one late call from Dave. He would be late again, but would call if he were going to be later than 6:00. A last minute crisis kept me in the office past my usual 4:30, but it was quickly resolved and I was home by 5:00.

Our answering machine revealed that it had two messages. They can wait, I thought. The last thing I need now is more idle chatter from people. I changed clothes and watered the plants hanging from the patio roof beams. Finally, my curiosity got the better of me, and I pushed the playback button on the recorder.

"Hi! This is Robert. Gary and I would like you to come to a team party this weekend. Friday night at 8:00? Hope you can make it." He gave me more details about where and ended with, "Gary and I are really hot for your cocks and asses. You'll like this party. Lots of big men with great butts and cocks. A couple of the coaches will be 'servicing' all cummers."

The answering machine played a few seconds of dead space after Robert hung up and then beeped a new message tone. "Hi, Cousin. Larry here. Hope you have some time available for me. I wanna eat you out and get fucked by your big dicks again. Call me soon. Let's FUCK! Oh, I almost forgot. Ray Stocker and I got together. What a cock! Tell you more later. Ha, ha, ha!" The machine went silent and rewound itself.

"Shit! That damned Larry! He always manages to get laid by whichever man he sets his sights on. Bet he really enjoyed that thick cock of Ray's," I said to no one. "Better call him back."

I dialed his number. He picked it up on the second ring.

"Hi, Cousin. How's it hanging?" I asked.

"Limp as a willow! Shit, I haven't had that much cock up my ass since you guys. He really hits my spots and I just keep cumming and cumming. And that hairy asshole! I love eating it after one of his practices. So salty and funky! I'm really in LUST with this one!" he gushed with finality.

"Didn't like him much, did you," I teased.

"Fuck you! I could live with this one for a long time. He loves fucking me and sitting on my face. We've been together every night last week and he fucks me two or three times each night."

"Have you fucked him yet?" I just had to know. Larry's dick was too big to be ignored for a whole week of fucking. And I could still remember how sweet it was to fuck the tall basketball player. He was as good a bottom as he was a top. His brother certainly could attest to that.

"He makes me cum so hard and so often when he's drilling that fat cock up my ass that I have only fucked him once. You know me. My legs go up in the air at the sight of a big cock. But, I could get used to fucking that tight asshole of his. He sure seemed to like it," Larry added.

"Has he told you about his brother, Robert, who's on the football team?"

"He told me that they used to fuck all the time when they were teenagers. But he was really cute about it. He said his big brother was really big and fucked his brains out, but he still wanted to fuck and be fucked by me. I turn him on much differently than his brother does," Larry nearly crowed.

"Well, you've found a good one. Hope you can make it last," I said.

"That's what we're talking about. We want to fuck with you guys again. We both love to be with big dicks and tight butts. Ray's really taken a shine to you guys and you know what I think of you, Cousin. Besides, it'd give me another shot at that Adonis you've been fucking with."

"I knew you'd have the hots for Dave the instant you saw him. He liked you, too. But, it looks like we're going to be busy this weekend. We could introduce you to a couple we know. Matter of fact, one of them is Dave's cousin. He's a lot like Dave in all the right places," I added conspiratorially.

"Ah, you know what I like! When can we meet them?"

"Dave hasn't made it home yet. I'll ask him how he wants to handle it. We could meet you for a drink downtown or something like that," I offered.

"Let me talk to Ray about the change in plans. And you talk to Dave. I'll call you back later. Okay?"

"Sure thing, Cousin. Hope you and Ray have lots of 'babies'!" I teased him.

"We keep practicing!"

"I'm sure you do. Later, then? Bye."

Larry hung up. I went into the kitchen and looked for something for dinner. Nothing inspired me. Gratefully, the phone rang and postponed the decision. It was Dave.

"Good news, Love," I said. "Your invitation to a football team party has arrived. Robert said it would be wonderful. It's this Friday. I haven't called him back, yet. What do you think?"

"Agree with whatever they want!"

"Brazen hussy!"

"Can't help it. You know I love to fuck with big men."

"And so do I, so it seems we have closure on what to do Friday night. By the way, Larry called."

"So did Roger. I wonder if they wanted the same things?"

"You can rest assured that Larry called to set up another fuck date with us, and guess who he's fucking with now?!"

"Who?"

"Ray Stocker!"

"Fuck! Busy, isn't he! Was it just once or a repeater?

"They've been fucking all week long to hear him tell it," I revealed.

"Shit! What a lucky guy Ray is. Larry has a great ass, but come to think of it, so does Ray. Has Larry fucked him, yet? You did say Larry was a confirmed bottom, but I can't believe he would pass that up."

"That's what he says, but most of the guys he beds sit on his dick, too. And, Ray did sit on it. I think Larr's a 'preferred' bottom instead of a 'confirmed' one. You said Roger called?"

"Yeah. I forgot in the excitement of Larry and Ray. Roger and Jim want to share us again. Seems we're getting repeat business."

"With a vengeance! What shall we do about it?"

"Fucked if I know," Dave answered resignedly. "Too many decisions for this late in the day. I'm coming home."

"Well, you have one more to make. You're taking me out to dinner."

"How about Chinese? I'll pick it up at the Chinese place on the way home. Anything you particularly like from there?"

"A couple of Szechuan dishes, say chicken and veggies. Keep it light. And maybe that new waiter there. If you can't get him, I'll settle for your big, fat, cream-filled cock!"

"Flatterer. I'll call it in from here. I think one of their menus is here in the office. Should be home in 45 minutes. Okay?"

"Sure. I'll have a nice wine chilled and we can have 'dessert' afterwards. God, I want your dick so bad! We may have dessert first!"

"I thought I was the one who didn't have an off switch!"

"Your voice is so sexy over the phone. It reminds me of the many good times we've had in bed."

"Fuck! Now you've got me sprouting a boner. Fuck the Chinese food! I'm coming home now. We'll eat real food later."

The phone line went dead before I could agree or protest. I stared blankly at the receiver, and smiled. Great, I thought. This guy is going to fuck me to death and my dick is as hard as a steel pole. Determined to make this an evening to remember, I put a bottle of wine in the fridge, left a note on the front door, and dashed upstairs.

I knew Dave would be home in about 15 minutes. I could shower and be ready for him. He was home in 12 minutes and I was ready. I was on the bed in doggie-style position. My asshole had lube on it and my 9" cock was dangling below my balls.

I looked over my shoulder as he came in the room. Most of his clothes had already been shed. His cock was rising to the occasion. He took some of the lube still on my asshole and rubbed it over his cockhead and shoved the remainder up my chute. Repeatedly pushing lube up my ass, he was sure to hit my prostate on purpose. My cock dripped precum. Dave tried to catch some of it on his tongue.

Instead of immediately impaling me on his giant throbber, he pushed his head between my legs and clamped his mouth over my jerking dick almost to the base.

"OH!! FUCK!! STOP!! I'll cum! STOP! Fuck me, PLEASE!! NOW!" I urged him. I was so hot for his cock up my ass, I just had to have it!

Dave could feel the tension in my nuts and knew I'd cum down his throat if he sucked any longer. His fingers had been playing with my asshole, loosening me up for his baby maker. He moved off my swollen cock and released it with a pop. It bounced up and hit me in the stomach. I was hotter for him than I thought. My stiff cock was aching for release.

He moved around behind me and positioned his ebony cockhead again my opening. I wanted a new deposit into the deeply nested sperm bank Dave had created each time he fucked me hard and deep. The cockhead felt hard and full. Dave squeezed it to make it smaller and get it through my asshole collar. He pushed and I relaxed as much as my overheated cock and ass allowed.

I shoved back hard on his thick shaft, trying to get as much into me as I could before I fired my load. My prostate was savaged by the attack on it. He continued his inward pressure and I backed on to it more. Finally, the brush of his pubic hairs against my hole reward me for my efforts to get fucked.

Dave held very still as I adjusted to the length and girth of his monster meat. I wanted to be fucked by it, but it was still enormous and I hadn't completely adjusted to the invader. He lay stretched across my back, playing with my chest hair (getting my nipples more erect), and kissed my neck.

"Hi, Lover," he whispered. "I'm so hot for your ass! I wanna fuck you all night, but I'm gonna blow my nuts any second. All the way over, all I could think of was your tight hole and furry tits. My cock almost fired off before I could get inside the house. And then you were beggin' to be fucked doggie-style! You know how much I love that!"

"Yeah! I know! FUCK ME, you big Stud! Rape my ass! Fill me with your hot cum!" I backed hard into him and opened my ass as much as I could to allow for deeper penetration. Working my ass muscles, I moved away from him and then impaled myself again.

"OH, FUCK, YESSS!! I'm gonna cum in your pretty hole! I'm so close, Stop! STOP!!"

I wasn't about to stop! My nuts were going to boil over without me touching my dick. I had to have his cum! The deeper, the better!

"NOW! NOW!! Fuck me, Dave! I'm CUMMING!!"

My balls churned and my dick jerked. I started to spray the sheets with my pent up load. I bucked into his now rapidly pistoning cock. Dave straightened and slammed deeply into my ass. His whole body jerked as he rammed it hard into me. He jerked again and ground his pubic hair against my willing asshole.

Except for his cock, his whole body went limp and he fell against my back. His climax had overwhelmed him. He lost most of his muscle control, except for his pistoning hips and his shooting, black cannon up my well-fucked and heavily cum-sprayed insides. His incoherent babblings told me that he was completely overwhelmed by the force of his cumming. He even drooled out of the corner of his mouth on to my back.

My own cock had finally spent its heavy load and was drooling out its last sperm. The sheet underneath us was a series of cum tracks from my cock as it jerked and laid down sperm trails. I thought it would all be in a pool, but my jerking cock was spraying a wide area.

I collapsed on to the sheet and lay in my own cum, matting my chest hair and treasure trail. I didn't care. I still had Dave fully penetrating my ass. I stretched out and Dave only lay there and grunted his last sperm into me. His hips were still working his cock in and out of my ass, but it was only the last two inches. He finally seemed to be completely spent. He rammed once more into my ass and buried it as deeply as he could go. His body was totally relaxed.

"Fuck! What a great ass! How do you do that?" he paused. "I think you get better and better."

"Ummmmm," was all I could say. I was revelling in the full feeling of his massive cock up my hole. It was so good to feel him in me. I felt so complete.

Dave and I were completely sated. We lay in that position for several more minutes. I caught myself napping with him still completely in me and atop me. I looked over my shoulder and saw that his eyes were closed, too. His breathing was shallow. He was asleep.

My anal sphincter had tightened as I'd napped, restricting the blood flow out of his pleasure maker. I could feel the thickness of it still in me, but the length was a guess. The way he'd pounded my ass, I could still feel where he'd hit bottom. I moved my hips up and down and squeezed my asshole collar and released. His monster prick was still big and rumbled over my prostate. The movement awakened Dave and he sighed as he moved his hips in unison with mine.

"Damn! You feel so GOOD! I told you I could fuck you all night long. And I'm going to do it if you don't stop working those ass muscles of yours!" Dave warned.

I lay still for a while. I knew that if he started fucking me again, it would be a long time before my ass could recover. His hole stretcher would wreck me. I relaxed my asshole and let his cock deflate. He finally fell out of my lubed butt with some help from my ass pushing him out.

He ground his pubic hair into my ass again, hoping to reintroduce his cock to my hole. But it slipped away and fucked at my balls. Feeling he wouldn't get it in again for awhile, he rolled off of me and kissed my ass.

"Fucking great ass, Babe. It seems almost a sacrilege to let anyone else fuck it." He paused when I turned to look at him kissing my ass cheeks. "But, I know you think the same about my cock and asshole, too. Maybe, someday, we'll decide to restrict our actions. But, I'm not ready yet, and neither are you." He sat up and asked, "What's for dinner?"

"How soon they forget!" I mocked him. "You were going to stop and get Chinese food."

"I prefer white bread with a deep hole for sperm deposits. But this was dessert, and we should do dinner. I'll shower and go get the food. How about if you call it in while I'm showering? Pick what you want. The menu's downstairs." Before I could agree, the shower was running.

Toweling off my ass and doing the best I could to remove most of his drying cum from my chest and abs, I pulled on some jogging shorts and wobbled down the staircase. My legs were like rubber after a great fuck. I was sure I could feel his hot sperm churning deeply within me, looking for something to mate with.

I called and placed the order. It would be 30 minutes. I told Dave to take his time in the shower when I joined him. He was leaning against the side wall and letting the water stream over him. He was as bushed as I was. It was energy draining for both of us.

The warm water felt good on my ravaged asshole. Dave gently soaped it up for me and then washed my back, licked my chest and genitals to get some of his spent cum, finally washing them, too.

"It's the least I can do after such a great fuck," he said.

I turned off the shower. We stepped out of the stall and dried ourselves. Dave's horse cock was beautiful. I knelt in front of it and examined it closely. The head was partially covered by foreskin. The base was thicker than the shaft and the head was mushroom-shaped. The collar of the head was pronounced even with the foreskin covering. Even if I hadn't known it as well as I did, I knew it was a formidable weapon. The growth wrinkles in it were ample proof of that.

"Please! I know what you're thinking. It's so sensitive now after that fuck! I'd go right through the roof if you tried to suck on it."

"Just examining the merchandise. Always like to check out the weapon that committed the crime. Although, it's certainly no crime the way you fucked me," I added quickly, rising to my feet again. "It's the most pleasure I've ever had with you."

"Thanks, Babe. You're the greatest. Food's probably ready. I'd better get my ass in gear," he added as he pulled on shorts and a tank top. What a sexy stud!

"I'll have the table and wine ready when you get back, unless you want company."

"I always like your company. Come with me."

"Okay. I'll put on some clothes." I dressed quickly and joined Dave in his car. "I love you, Dave."

Dave looked astonished. I hadn't ever said that to him. I astonished myself, too. He smiled. "I love you, too, Mike."

I put my hand on his thigh as he put the car in gear and drove to the chinese take-out place. Before he got there, I had moved my hand up to his crotch and got a satisfying response. His cock was ready for action again. It had been nearly an hour since it shot its load of hot cum high up my ass.

"Now, look what you've done. I can't go in there with a hard-on! You'll have to go."

I was sporting one, too. "We could wait until they subside, or I could give you a blow job here. That'd make it wilt!"

"Fucker!"

I smiled at him. "Fuckee, Dear."

He laughed at my correction. "I do love you, Mike. You make me laugh, you're great sex, easy to talk to, bright, and a feast for the eyes. I don't ever want to leave you. I love you! Now, let go of my prick long enough for us to get some food!"

"I'll go in. You're still in no condition to be seen in public, except at a gay bar. Besides, that cute waiter may be there. Be back in a flash."

We had made a financial agreement on who paid for what, but it was such an easy arrangement that whomever had the money in their pants, just paid for it. One of our incomes could support both of us easily. It was nice not to have to argue over money.

I brought back the food, disappointed that my favorite waiter wasn't there to ogle. Dave drove quickly home. I reheated some of it in the microwave as he set the table and got out the wine I had chilling.

After dinner, we talked about how we were going to handle our "doorbell trade." Larry and Ray should meet Jim and Roger, but how? Under what circumstances? It didn't have to be sexual we finally decided. We'd meet them downtown for drinks and dinner and they could decide if they wanted to pursue it more. They knew what we were like in bed, but not each other. We thought their own curiosities would get the better of them and to their benefit. All four of them had winning attributes that would easily turn on the other three.

I also reminded Dave that we had to let Robert and Gary know if we were going to be at the team party. Dave made the call. I could tell that Robert was very pleased that we'd be there. He mentioned again that one of the coaches was a real stud and serviced anyone on the team (and their friends) who wanted a tight hole to cum in. He had even gotten a couple of the curious straight men on the team to give it a try. But, that had happened in a more private setting. Both of them had been back several times when their girlfriends hadn't put out.

An Arranged Four-Way

It was agreed that we would meet the other two couples on Wednesday evening downtown. We showered and put on suits. It was a special occasion and a good restaurant we were probably going to. The restaurant was agreed upon after we all had a cocktail at the Pink Triangle. Dinner was good and the conversation was intriguing. The two couples danced around the issue before Dave finally forced them to discuss what they wanted to do.

"I want to fuck with both Jim and Roger," Larry said. "I understand that Roger's is as massive as Dave's and Jim has a wonderfully hairy asshole that needs rimming."

"I agree," nodded Ray, the basketball star.

"I've always wanted to make it with a tall man like you, Ray," admitted Roger, "and I know Larry's ass has been praised by many."

"I'm always horny for cock," Larry proudly proclaimed. "Line 'em up!"

"Glad that's finally settled," Dave sighed.

"How about at my apartment?" offered Ray who lived off-campus. "I've a king-sized bed, after all!"

"And a king-sized dick, I've heard," Jim glowed.

Ray blushed and Roger hit Jim on the shoulder. "Not so brazen, you tramp. He shouldn't know what an easy mark you are before he gets you into bed!" Roger pleaded.

We split the bill and the happy couples left for Ray's. "How about a nightcap at the Pink Triangle?" I suggested.

"Sure." It was only a couple of blocks away, so we walked over. Dave entered first and I followed. Dave was dressed in his business suit as was I. We were stunning, if I do say so myself. The suit jackets hid our muscles and the slacks hid our dicks. If we were going to get lucky, it would be based on our reputations or our general look.

The bar was nearly empty. It was 10 p.m., but a week night. I recognized the bartender as a former trick. He had been good, but not remarkable. I couldn't even remember his name. His pocket tag reminded me. Rod.

"Hi, Rod. How's tricks?" I asked innocently.

"Hey, how are you? Haven't seen you in a long time. Who's the stud you're with?"

"Rod, this is Dave. Dave, Rod."

"Pleased to meet you," said Dave agreeably.

"Same here, Good-lookin'," Rod drooled.

"What can I get for you gents?" Rod finally asked.

"It's a 'school night'," I said. "Make it a cranberry juice with a lime twist. Dave?"

"Same for me, Mike," Dave replied.

"Comin' right up, Mike," Rod said (finally hearing my name). He didn't remember my name either, but did recognize me. It had been a few years ago that we'd fucked, and I only saw him rarely at the bar. I generally didn't go out on week nights.

Rod served us and held Dave's hand an extra second or two as he gave Dave the change for the drinks. Can't blame Rod for wanting to get into Dave's pants. Dave looks good in anything!

It was very slow that night. Nothing seemed to interest us, nor were we particularly interesting to others. The business suits may have put them off. Their loss, I decided.

We drove home, undressed and tumbled into bed. Dave reminded me that he had to leave town early tomorrow for business, but his flight would be back around 8 p.m. I offered to drive him to the airport, but it was a very early flight, so he declined the offer.

"Just help me get up in time to catch the flight. And don't worry about me getting home. The car will be at the airport. I should be home by 9." Dave paused and ran his hands over my shoulders and hairy pex. "I need you tonight. You wanna fuck a faggot's ass?"

"Don't know who you mean, but I'd love to fuck yours!" I retorted. "It's still hard for me to think of you as gay. You just don't fit so many of the stereotypes that I've gotten used to. Glad you don't. That's probably why I love you so much. Now, how do you want to do it?"

"How about if you just do it? I like all the positions!"

"On your hands and knees, then!" I ordered.

Complying swiftly, Dave assumed the position. His dong hung heavily below his balls and swayed with the rhythm of his moving ass. His hole was beckoning to me. I couldn't resist.

Moving in behind him, I speared his winking pucker with my tongue and left a "slug trail" behind where I had laved his black ass with my saliva. His moans were punctuated each time my tongue swiped at his hole. He was enjoying the pre-fuck. His hole was still soapy from his early evening shower. I reached underneath him and felt for his cock. Not finding it, I found his balls and traced them to the root of his cock. He was hard as stone.

That massive rammer had gotten so rigid that it was almost lying parallel with his stomach muscles. I got a good grip on it (as best I could considering its thickness) and milked drops of precum from the tip of his 11" fuck pole. I was rewarded with several sticky pearls which I quickly moved to my lips and tasted.

He always tasted so good, whether it was precum, cum or his asshole. Just how was I going to fuck his willing ass and get a mouthful of his delicious cum? I'd have to cum first and then drink down his man juice as a finale, or maybe the other way around. It would depend upon the circumstances.

Returning to the ass-licking that he liked so much, I drilled his pink rosebud again and again. He moaned and pushed back against my face. His hands helped spread his ass cheeks for even greater penetration. His hard cock and moans were sending me an unarguable signal. He had to have my steely 9" in his ass and soon. He was not to be denied.

I raised up and, finding the lube jar, smeared enough lube on my cock and his hole to allow for painless access. My trembling cock was ready for the assault. It bounced against his hole and I pressed. Dave relaxed and welcomed my invader, past the head and several inches of the shaft before he tensed. I waited for several seconds until he was used to the size of my semen launcher burrowing deeply into his hot ass.

With one last plunge, I sank balls-deep into his love channel. There was an audible sigh and a load moan. I'm not sure which of us did which.

"You're going to make me cum too soon," Dave complained good- naturedly. "I gotta change the position." With that announcement, he lay completely prone on the bed. Doggie-style was getting me into him too far and bouncing off his prostate too much. He wouldn't be able to get off as easily, but he wanted to be fucked more than he wanted to squirt his load into the sheets.

"Oh, Yeah!" I crooned joyfully. "What a nice, tight asshole! Ready for a big load of cum, Sugar?"

"Give me all your cum, Fucker! I wanna feel you blast into my guts with your big load of slimy, hot spunk! I wanna feel those hard furry pex rubbing on my back. Fuck me, Mike! FUCK ME!!"

His ass walls were already working their magic and had me close to eruption. In spite of wanting to prolong it, I was too hot for his tight butt to stop my building climax. I could have slowed it down, but the delay would have only postponed the inevitable a few seconds. His butthole was tightening around my cock. My cockhead was racing over his prostate and sending alarms to my balls. My erect nipples rubbing against his muscled back sent a direct, hot message to my boiling nuts.

It was all over in a matter of a few seconds.

"Take my CUM! Fuck your tight asshole! I'm CUMMMMING!!" I roared.

"Yeah! Feed me that hot cum. Fill my ass. WORK IT!!"

I shuddered and let fly with my first squirt of cum. It was quickly followed by more and more cum and waves of climax. I was pushed over the edge of conscious muscle control. The only control I seemed to have was fucking my hips deeper into Dave's gorgeous ass. Cum spewed deeply into his love canal. My cock was swimming in my own cum and I loved it! Dave loved the friction on his prostate. I collapsed on top of him.

"Fuck! You really let loose! I felt at least three of your blasts, high up my ass. Great fuck!" Dave congratulated me.

"Ungh," was the only intelligible sound I made. I was still drooling cum in his tight butt. It felt so good to let it soak there like Dave did after he had cum in my ass so many times. My cock shrivelled quickly and plopped out of his muscular chute.

"What a fuck," I finally praised him.

"Wanna help me get off, too?"

"I have the perfect solution. Roll on to your back. Yeah, like that. This'll be great," I promised him.

Dave rolled over. His fat, dripping cock was ready to fire if I helped it along just a little. I straddled his head and sat on his face. I knew he wanted to eat my ass. He always did before. It would be an added bonus if I sucked him off at the same time.

My lips closed over his cockhead and my hand moved up and down the distended length of his big log. My saliva lubricated his cock where my hand was helping to beat him off. His engorged, quivering member jerked as I tried to deep-throat him. I could get most of it down, but still lacked about three inches of getting all of it.

Dave still appreciated the effort and dove hard into my ass with his tongue swiping at my pulsing rosebud. His cockhead was swelling for the final delivery of his tasty ball milk. I quickly pulled away from the root and sucked hard to pull him over the edge. I cupped his tense balls and raced my tongue over his glans.

A distinctive rumbling from Dave's throat signalled his impending climax. I bobbed my head up and down his shaft to increase the intensity of his climax. Knowing that he liked a face full of ass when he was cumming, I sat back as hard as I dared onto his mouth.

He was over the edge in the next second. He bucked and squirted. His tongue raped my asshole. He was cumming. The release was devastating to his control.

"UNNNNGGGGHHHHH!!" was all he could say over and over. Each volley from his spasming cockhead got the same response from his throat as his face was buried deeply in my ass. I sucked and sucked to get out every drop of his cum that I could. I had to swallow twice to keep it from overflowing my mouth. Dave could cum at least twice as much as I could. A natural gift, I always told him.

His head finally relaxed and his face fell away from my asshole. I raised up and moved off his face, still clinging to his draining, ebony monster. Careful not to run my tongue over the head of his dick, I sucked out all the cum I could. I hefted his balls and stripped his thick urethra of as much of his load as I could.

I swallowed again.

"Damn, Dave! You must have cum a quart. You nearly drowned me in cum!" I smiled at him.

"Most of it was probably the cum that you shot up my hole earlier," he kidded me.

"Let me see," I ordered. "Sit on my face and I'll see if I get any of my cum out."

He looked startled, then smiled. Obediently, he wiped his ass of the excess lube and squatted over my face. The musky smell of a well-fucked ass assaulted my nostrils. I licked and drilled and came up dry. Except for the after-taste of asshole and lube, I got no cum.

"Probably shot it so far up your ass that a Texas oil man couldn't drill deeply enough to strike the deposit," I offered as an alternative to his explanation.

"I'm not surprised the way you fucked me! You'll make a bottom out of me, yet."

"Not much of a chance of that when you'll be fucking my ass as a top! Remember how incredible you were Monday night?" I reminded him.

"I didn't do much. You're the one that stripped me of all my cum. I was just along for the ride. And WHAT A RIDE!!" Dave countered.

"Well, either way, we seem to have found that we both like to be top and bottom. The occasion and mood of the moment seem to dictate more than anything else who gets fucked."

"Yeah, I guess you're right," Dave admitted. After a pause, he asked. "What about Friday night? Still want to do it?"

"Hell, yes. You know how much I like big men! Almost as much as you do. Why do you ask?"

"I was thinking that we've had such wonderful sex this week that you might start not wanting to share," Dave responded.

"Not a chance, unless you wanted to stop. We need to talk if that's the case."

"No. I just wanted to be sure that we were still seeing eye to eye on the issue of other men in our lives."

"You had me worried," I admitted. "I didn't want to miss out on these studs. But I would have begrudgingly, if you had wanted to call it off."

"Thanks, Mike, for being so understanding. I just have these times when I need a little reassurance."

"What we have and the incredible sex we had this week is not something I think we will ever repeat with other men. There is a special bond between us that makes our climaxes a little bit better, a little harder, and much more intense. Other men may make us writhe and yell with a great climax, but it won't be the same as it is between us," I said reassuringly.

It seemed to be what he wanted to hear. He smiled and kissed me. I moved in closer and snuggled against his muscular, smooth chest. We both fell asleep in seconds.

Dave awoke in the middle of the night and pulled the covers over us. I was just awake enough to thank him and fell asleep again before he could respond.

So, what about that football team meeting? We'll find out in the next chapters!

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