Black and White

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BLACK AND WHITE

A Christmas Visit

During the next week, Dave and I were able to schedule the same week for vacation. Although Christmas was soon upon us, we decided it would be better to go to Sacramento in March instead of earlier. The weather would be better and we'd need the sun after the usual dreary winters in the Northwest.

Duane and Carol agreed enthusiastically with our decision, revealing at the same time that they would be up for the Christmas holidays. They agreed to spend part of the time with us and part with Duane's parents and her sister.

It was wonderful seeing them again. Carol radiated contentment and happiness. Pregnancy suited her well. She would be a very happy mother. Despite carrying twins, she wasn't "showing" much. It WAS only the beginning of her second trimester.

As we walked through the airport terminal to find their baggage, Dave and Duane were talking like they'd been parted for years, effectively ignoring Carol and I.

"Duane and Dave have been diddlin' with each other for years. I have to assume that they still are." She smiled sweetly having tossed that bombshell. I could only blanch and gulp. "And I'm sure that Duane and you have done the horizontal nasty as well." Carol said it matter-of-factly, rather than accusingly.

"I'm not sure what I should say," I finally allowed.

"I'm only jealous that I'm not enjoying your talents as much as he is," she giggled.

To say that my mouth dropped open wouldn't be describing my demeanor. My eyes opened nearly as wide as my mouth did. Now, I was at a loss for words.

"Don't worry about it, Mike," she smiled. "I'm not going to accost you here in the airport." I visually relaxed a little and smiled back at her. "I'm waiting until we get to your place before I try to get into your pants, again. And this time, without any damned condom!" Carol moved in closer to me and whispered, "I enjoyed our time together and want more!"

I didn't know what to do or say, so I just smiled dumbly and kept walking with her. Maybe catching up with Dave and Duane would stop the direction of this conversation. Carol could sense my discomfort, so she changed the subject. But, always in the back of my mind, I wondered how serious she was about what she wanted to do.

At the house, Carol and Duane took their bags to the guestroom. While they were gone, I told Dave about my one-sided conversation with Carol. He smiled knowingly, but let me finish the tale.

"I'm not surprised," Dave said. I got the feeling that I was the only one left out of the conversations that afternoon. "Duane told me that he and Carol talked about hot you are in bed, and Carol's unconcern about Duane screwing around with us. She's sure smarter than any of us gave her credit."

"But, Dave," I protested. "She wants to fuck with me again, and without a condom!"

"Afraid you might get her pregnant?" Dave said with a laughing snort.

"Uh, no, not that," I replied meekly. "I just don't see myself as the straight lover, that's all."

"Well, they've decided that it would be okay for you and Carol to spend the evening in bed while Duane and I fuck ourselves to death in our bedroom," Dave revealed.

That was certainly something to think about. I wasn't sure just what I thought of the idea. Did I think I wouldn't get anymore chances at Dave that weekend, or Duane for that matter? Finally, I decided that what was bothering me was that this wasn't a three-way with other men. This was what "swinging" straight people did and I didn't exactly fit into that category.

"What did you and Duane decide?" I asked after a long pause.

"The choice is yours. It's not exactly a gay thing you're doing. It may be more than you are willing to do. Carol is sure clear enough about it, though," he smiled. "I know Duane is hot for it, just because he wants to get fucked all night by me."

"Can't argue with him on that one," I admitted. "Well, it isn't like I've never been with a woman before, and Carol and I have done it already," I mused. "Let me think about it for a while." I knew that it was as good as done. Dave smiled big and gave me a hug.

"I'm sure neither of us will regret it," he reassured me.

"We'll see."

After dinner, we talked about our planned trip to Sacramento, but conversation lagged. I knew they were all waiting for me to make my decision public. By 10 o'clock, I finally admitted that their idea had merit and I was willing to be an eager participant. But, I wanted showers first for everyone. The neatness freak in me is hard to hold back.

Carol and Duane used the shower in the hallway bathroom, while Dave and I used the one in our master bedroom. I whispered in Duane's ear that I wouldn't mind at all if he got Carol warmed up for me, and if he wanted to leave a nice, big load for me to eat out, I'd be grateful. He smiled and nodded.

I told Dave what Duane and I had agreed to. He thought it only fair that he fuck me to let me know how much he loved me. I wasn't about to turn that down. As much as I wanted to climax and wanted him to shoot his first load of the day in my ass, I knew that both of us had to save it for our partners. He fucked me doggie- style in the shower, and then face to face with the water pelting us as I lay on the floor of the shower with my legs over his broad shoulders.

I was sure that both of us would cum several times in our coupling, but we managed to hold back our climaxes. When we heard the water in the other shower cease flowing, we stopped our mating and finished our showers. Bending over to dry my legs, I presented as tempting a target as possible to Dave. If his dick had been hard, I'd have been rammed with his dick. But, he wasn't hard at only 7". He did the next best thing, though, as his tongue speared my winking rosebud.

This was going to get us nowhere, but in trouble. I regretfully moved away and left him panting for more. "Just hold that thought," I suggested. "You have a brother in need of servicing. But, I'll be happy to finish this with you tomorrow morning."

"Deal!" Dave grinned lasciviously.

As we hung up our towels, Duane walked in with only a smile. He was stark naked. His cock was thick, but drooping. A drop of cum dangled from the tip. "I'll take care of that for you," I offered. Without waiting for his approval, I stooped and vacuumed his deflating dick into my mouth. The strong flavor of cum tickled my taste buds making me wish I'd been there for all of it. But, I could also taste Carol's lubricating juices on his ebony shooter. I'd taste more of each the moment Carol and I were in the guestroom.

Dave had meanwhile pounced on the opportunity to eat my ass again due to my bent over position. I didn't want to let this threesome end soon, but knew Carol was probably waiting for me. Feeling his cock begin to expand again, I said to Dave, "He's all yours. You know where to find me if you need me," I winked at Dave and left for the guestroom.

Entering the room that Carol was in, I heard the unmistakable sigh of Duane as Dave took over my former position. Well, I thought, I'd be back soon enough. Meanwhile, I have a lady to service.

Carol was on the bed with only a sheet over her. She held out her arms for me to fill with my body. I smiled at her and slid into bed next to her. My dick was still hard from sucking on her husband's cum dripping cock. One of her hands immediately went to it.

"You just gotta be the prettiest white boy I've ever seen. I'm really looking forward to this, Mike," she purred.

"So am I," I lied. I would much rather have been in the other room with the well-hung brothers as part of a fuck sandwich. But, I'd agreed and I was going to make the best of it. Carol slid down the bed and began sucking my cock. She wasn't as good at it as her husband (especially not as good as Dave), but it wasn't bad. I knew this would be a good time to see how much of Duane's cum I could tongue out of Carol. With a smile of anticipation, I went down on my "sister-in-law".

Her lubricants were rolling again, but not so powerfully as to wash away the taste of her husband. I mined as deeply as I could, then rolled her atop me. I was hoping that some of his cum would roll out more easily this way. I wasn't disappointed. Several more strings of his sperm slid on to my tongue, then down my throat. I savored each taste as if it were my first. Duane did taste almost as good as Dave, I thought.

Carol's moaning told me that she was very much enjoying what I was doing. Little did she know why I was tonguing her twat so hard. Without warning, Carol started to climax. Her body shuddered repeatedly as I tongued her clitoris time and again.

Knowing that this would be a good time to prolong a good climax for her, I rolled her on to her back. I moved enough to take one of her sensitive nipples in my mouth while one of my hands caressed the other. That left my right hand to continue stimulating her clit. Her back was arching in spasms as she tried to ride my fingers and push her breast into my mouth. Her climax hit her hard, again.

"Fuck me, Mike! I gotta have it!" she begged.

I slid down her body and went back to eating her out again. She clamped her thighs around my ears and pushed my face harder into her crotch. Wave after wave of climax rocked her. She almost suffocated me with her zeal to climax. But, I knew it would pass and it did.

Moving back to her breast, I adjusted my position to be on top of her. My hard cock was rubbing again her left thigh as her final climax raced through her.

Nearly out of breath, she whispered, "I knew you were good, but I didn't think any white boy could be this good."

I smiled at her and kissed her lips, still rolling her left nipple gently between my fingers. She could taste her own fluids and perhaps Duane's as well, but I didn't really care. I could still taste him and that was all I cared about.

After a couple of minutes of rest with me still atop her, Carol said, "Not very sporting of me to get what I wanted and not let you have what you wanted."

"There is a whole night ahead of us. There will be lots of other chances for me to get off." I smiled nastily and ground my still stiff dick into her thigh.

"That's what I like; a man who really knows what he wants and knows he'll get it," she giggled. Carol moved a little to her left to center me more and move my dick into the pool of lubricant that had made her pussy very slippery. She spread her thighs more and welcomed me inside her.

I moved up on the bed to help. The combination of movements pushed my dick more than half way inside her slippery tunnel. She gasped in pleasure as the thick head of my cock raced over her clitoris.

"Give me more," she whispered.

Gladly, I pushed the last four inches in and ground my pubic bush into hers. Her legs clasped around my back and pulled me sharply into her. "Yeah," she said dreamily.

Starting a fucking motion that would relax her legs some, I pushed and extracted several inches until she could feel the head of my swollen dick nearly exit her. But, by only screwing the first few inches in her, she knew I was teasing her clitoris again.

"Trying to get me to climax again?" she sighed breathlessly. I didn't have to say anything. She'd said it all and loved the idea. Her legs clasped me again trying to get me to do more and faster. I was more than willing to cooperate.

I moved in and out of her cave with my steely rod at a pace guaranteed to pleasure her. In less than another minute, she was climaxing again. The pressure of my thick dick in her tunnel plus the friction of my cockhead against her clitoris cascaded waves of fluids around the entrance to her channel. I wasn't ready to climax yet, but was instead enjoying watching and feeling each of her climax waves as they crashed over her.

It was time to penetrate more deeply and press her climax to higher levels. I ground my pubes against hers. That forced her cavity entrance to expand with another wave. It more easily took the thick root of my love muscle and got me inside another half inch.

"Yes, YES! Fuck me!" she nearly screamed.

Without hesitation, I set up a fast pace to stimulate her even more. This was going to be a climax she wouldn't forget soon. Harder and deeper I pressed with each thrust. Her back arched again as she trembled in another wave of pleasure. I hammered her thighs with my thighs, trying to get as deep as I could. I felt that I'd hit the end of her fuck channel and pulled back. I knew that too much of that even with a big climax could be painful to her. So, I went back to the short strokes at the entrance. I was instantly rewarded with another climax wave from her.

Her moaning was noisy now. And I enjoyed watching and feeling her hit another plateau of joy. Still, I wasn't ready to climax, but I continued the requisite motion. My steely bone was enjoying what I was doing, but it wasn't the same as a stud's asshole. She was looser and didn't have the kind of muscle control I was used to. It wasn't the same as a man I smiled to myself. Well, it may not be the same, but I was sure I could cum now if I thought about it a little bit.

As if on cue, I heard Dave in the next room bellow out a climax. No doubt, up Duane's hot and eager asshole. Like he was in the room with me, it was like turning a key in a lock. Before I could do much more than groan, I was shooting my load.

Torrents of cum poured from my dickhead, splashing Carol's insides in more cum. My increased speed only served to rocket her to another plane of climax. This one hit her so hard that I wondered if I'd be bucked off as she thrashed in the jetwash of her own hard climax. My climax raced to a sputtering stop, but I knew Carol was still enjoying hers. With renewed speed, I rammed my fuck stick in and out of her in long strokes. She moaned again in ecstasy and grasped by ass to be sure that I got the right speed for the next wave. I could feel it approaching as her fingernails dug into my ass flesh and she pulled me hard into her. She cried out in pleasure and pain as I punched too far into her. But, she didn't protest. Just loved it more.

Our mutual climaxes were over and she sighed contentedly. Almost like a man, I thought, as she closed her eyes and relaxed. I rolled off of her, letting my deflating rod drain against her hip. She didn't seem to mind. Within ten minutes, her breathing became shallow and she slept. Just like a man, I decided.

I rolled out of bed and walked quietly into the next room. Dave and Duane were still coupled. Dave was hovering over Duane's torso with Duane's legs over Dave's shoulders. Duane was trying to get Dave's dick to drain completely into his ass. I walked around to the side of the bed and stroked Duane's still hard dick.

"I need to get fucked," I announced. "And I know just the dick to do it!" I smiled down at Duane. A big smile spread across his face.

"Any time, Mike. I love fucking you almost as much as Dave does, I'll bet," he teased.

"You wanna lick all that pussy juice from my dick while he's doing it, Dave?" I sneered.

"I've never turned down a chance to suck your cock, Man!" he replied.

As if that settled it, Dave and Duane disconnected. I took Duane's place on the bed and Duane took Dave's place. Dave then hovered over me in a 69 position. Dave removed his condom, which I instantly snared and drank from.

"Hey, I worked for that!" Duane protested.

"Shut up and fuck me," I smiled back smacking my lips.

"Not to worry, Bro'," Dave grinned. "There's lots more where that came from."

Duane stroked his brother's dick, producing another drop of cum for me to lick up (which I did). "Yeah, I guess there is," he agreed with a smile. He rolled on a condom, lubed my asshole, and pushed gently to gain entry.

Fucking with Carol had gotten me horny, but nothing could replace the pleasure of a big dick slipping into my ass. I reminded myself that this must be what it feels like to get fucked by my dick. It was the same length and thickness. The only differences were the color, which I could only appreciate visually, and the curve of it. That was a part I especially enjoyed, as that curve always hit my prostate almost as well as Dave's did.

As soon as Duane's obsidian butt rammer was completely buried up my ass, Dave started licking at my dick. "Um," he moaned as I returned the favor to his. Dave's cock was covered with his own cum. The condom had spread it around nicely. As I deep-throated his expanding dick, I savored the special essence that only Dave produced. I could pick out his cum anywhere, I thought.

Much as Duane wanted this to last, getting fucked by his brother's 11" cock and then burying his own cock up this "white boy's" asshole was becoming too much of a pleasure treat for him. He tried to hold back by decreasing his thrusting speed, but it was not to be. I felt his cockhead swell inside me as he reached the point of no return. Duane grabbed my thighs and pulled me hard into his pistoning fuck pole. Damn! That feels so good, I thought.

Dave was doing his best to get me hard again, but I was concentrating on getting fucked more than on what Dave was doing. But, as his dick snaked down my throat and Duane's cock exploded more cum in my butt, my own rod began to get more steely.

By the time Duane had completely drained his dick in my ass, Dave had accomplished getting my pink weapon completely hard. I'd been sucking his dick with much pleasure and created another 11" monster for Duane to sit on. As Duane uncoupled from me, he pulled off the condom and handed it to me. I drank deeply.

"I'll have cum on my breath when I go back to the other room," I smiled.

"As if you cared," Dave rejoined.

"Guess I'll have to think of some other way to get it on," I replied.

Duane grinned, very pleased with what I'd done to Dave. "Thanks for getting him hard again," he said. "Now, get out of here and leave me to my brother. He has needs for me to meet!" he grinned at me.

Knowing I'd been dismissed as gently as possible, I went back to the guestroom. Carol was still sprawled out on the bed. The sheet hadn't been pulled up over her yet. Her legs were still spread and my dick was still hard from Dave sucking on it. I moved slowly on to the bed and gently massaged her thighs. She moaned softly.

Both hands were now on her thighs, heading for the prize. She spread her legs a little more, giving me more room. My dick started to wilt. Guess I'd better not look at it, I thought. Instead, I moved my mouth to it and closed my lips over the opening.

My tongue darted out and tasted my own cum draining out of Carol. I licked my tongue more deeply into her and sucked on her clit again. It was coated with my sperm, so I was getting what I wanted as well as what she enjoyed.

Deeper and deeper my tongue drilled, but I kept coming back to her button to make her more and more ready for what I wanted to do next. Carol moaned and pushed my face even more into her crotch. She began to tremble. I licked harder at her nub. She moaned again and raised her knees. I thought she'd try to trap my head again between them, so I moved back and flipped her over.

I lay down on her back and let my hardening dick slip into her pussy again from the rear. I thought for a moment that I'd stuck it up her ass, but it was far too slippery and large to have done that. She moaned again when the head entered and my stiff cock (instead of my tongue) rubbed against her clitoris.

Carol had a tight, toned body, which reminded me a little of a slender man. That made the coupling a little more enjoyable for me. She trembled again as if a climax were approaching. I speared her more deeply and got another moan. She was ready for it.

With each thrust, I was going deeper and deeper into her. I pulled her up to a kneeling position and started screwing her doggie-style. She really came alive then and pushed back into me with each forward thrust from me. When I got all the way in, she started sighing and moaning in earnest.

Each new penetration was getting her more turned on. Each moan became a pitch higher. "Fuck me, Mike!" she croaked in a hoarse whisper. I gained speed, but made sure that her clit was hit by each thrust and each thrust didn't go too deeply. From the rear angle, I was ravaging her clitoris more than I had last time. Carol trembled again and started her first climax cycle. I knew she was good for several more, so I started the short, fast thrusts that rocketed my hard cockhead against her pussy button.

She bucked and thrashed nearly out of control as each penetration pushed her to another harder climax. She was almost screaming out her pleasure now. "More! MORE!" she begged.

I had hit my own climax wall now. I needed to cum hard and deep. Nearly forgetting that I wasn't fucking Dave, I rammed hard into her. She tensed up immediately. Too far, I remembered. Just back off a little and you'll cum a lot. Taking my own advice, I reamed her pussy in a corkscrew style and came in a big flood. Each wave of climax produced a torrent of sperm, each one she reacted to as if our climaxes were synchronized.

Slowly, I reduced the speed of my thrusts into her, allowing her to come down gently from another climax. When she was finally over her last shudders, she whispered, "Mike! You really know how to show a girl a good time!" I smiled down at her as she raised her head to kiss me again. With that, we both slept well.

As I nodded off to sleep, I could hear Dave enjoying another climax up his brother's butthole. It could have been down his throat, but knowing how much Duane loved getting fucked, I thought Duane getting fucked was a safe bet.

As with the last visit, Carol drove to her sister's while Duane spent the next afternoon getting fucked by both his brother Dave and me. He couldn't seem to get enough. His dick and ass were busy constantly. Even when Duane fucked me, Dave was riding his butt. Donnie showed up late in the afternoon, taking over our sexual duties. He was delighted to give us some rest from his sexually demanding brother. Donnie had been studying for finals and hadn't had time for sex. He was making up for it now. And Duane was delighted to have such an eager sex partner.

For the better part of the next two hours, we heard the pleasure cries of men climaxing and getting fucked. The brothers were made for each other. All that sex from the next room convinced Dave and I that we had at least one more round in us, so we joined them in the guest bedroom in a four-way. Dave, once again, fucked his over-sexed brother, Duane. And Donnie continued to express his pleasure in getting fucked by the "white dude" his brother, Dave, lived with.

From a 69 position, Donnie and Duane exchanged blowjobs while having their butts reamed and fucked by their hosts. Donnie, being the top man in the 69, was the first to hit his climax, his fourth one that afternoon. His gripping, milking butthole pulled me along with him over the brink. My moans of pleasure spurred Dave into Duane for a final plunge before Dave cut loose with another series of sperm volleys up his brother's well-fucked asshole. The swollen, spurting member up his hole pushed Duane into another climax, but with all the ones before unloading his balls, this one produced little fluid. But, his climax hit him hard as he howled out his pleasure.

We all showered and dressed after the fuck session. Dave fixed lunch for us all. I had to know how Duane was doing with his appetite for men now that Carol was expecting. He swore that he wasn't doing men anymore because of his loyalty to Carol and his desire to be a good father to his children. I grinned at his naivete. Once you've enjoyed the pleasure of another man, you can't swear off them that easily. He read my smile as wondering how he could say that when he'd just spent the afternoon with his heels over his head and several dicks up his ass.

"Family doesn't count!" he smiled defensively. I smiled again. "Well, you are family, sorta," he added. "Besides, I'm not exposing Carol to anything and I'm not doing it with strangers, anymore."

"Have it your way, Duane," Dave said. "You can rationalize for hours on end, but the truth of the matter is that you enjoy men fucking your hot ass as much as the admitted gay men in this room do. You aren't fooling anyone here."

Duane only smiled. "Think you know me so well, don't you? Well, I can give up men!" he insisted. We all laughed. "I just can't give up family." We laughed again.

Duane's mind was made up. Although the other three men knew better, we wouldn't convince him of his faulty logic, nor his hormones and what they liked. So, Dave changed the topic and asked Donnie what he'd been doing recently.

A Good Neighbor

Donnie had been seeing a white guy who lived downtown in an apartment with his black lover. The black guy worked on Saturday's, and his white lover called Donnie every Saturday morning to come over and "service" him. He loved Donnie's big dick and hot ass. The guy loved his lover, but complained about never getting enough dick. His lover had a big dick to hear him talk about it, but he didn't get it often enough. So, Donnie was helping him out with his "problem".

The white guy had introduced Donnie to a "straight", black neighbor who came over occasionally to get serviced by the white guy. The white guy would give his neighbor a blowjob whenever the neighbor's girlfriend wasn't putting out. The black guy enjoyed watching the white guy get fucked by a black dick while getting his own dick sucked by the white guy. Donnie said that he'd even taken a couple of blows on the black neighbor's dick. It was a nice big one that squirted a lot of cum. Even better, the guy had great recovery and always wanted a second blowjob.

But, fucking some guy in the ass was "queer" and the neighbor didn't do "queer" stuff. "I guess getting your dick sucked on by another guy isn't 'queer'," Donnie observed. But, a couple of weeks later, Donnie was getting fucked by the white guy when the black guy called and said that he needed attention. The guy mentioned that Donnie was there, but he was welcome to join their fun. The guy was there in less than a minute.

Shedding his clothes, he got on the bed on his knees as he usually did with a stiff dick, ready for action. Donnie moved beneath him and threw his own legs in the air for the white guy to continue fucking him. The white guy started fucking Donnie and bent over to suck the black guy's dick. The black guy had to move forward (straddling Donnie's face) to get in a better position. When he started getting his dick sucked, Donnie started licking the black guy's balls. In less than a minute, the guy was cumming gallons. He obviously liked getting his balls sucked.

As was usual, he wanted to go again as he watched Donnie taking a big dick all the way up his ass. Donnie stuck his tongue up the guy's butt this time. The neighbor nearly swooned at the electric feeling coursing through his body. He leaned forward, spreading his ass cheeks even farther apart, giving Donnie a more tempting target. Donnie worked the guy's hole over, drilling his tongue in as deeply as it would go. The neighbor was bent over so far that his face was in Donnie's crotch and only inches away from a pistoning white dick racing up Donnie's asshole.

The taste of a hot, virgin asshole and a hard dick up his butt hit Donnie so hard that he couldn't hold back any longer. Without more than a moan (muffled by the butt in his face), Donnie shot a hot load in the guy's face, spraying him with sperm. The suddenness of the volley startled the neighbor who sat up instantly. That only pushed Donnie's head hard into the guy's spread ass. More tongue disappeared up the guy's butt as Donnie continued to squirt cum over himself and the neighbor. With the added lubrication on the neighbor's stiff dick, the guy jerked off and creamed again in only seconds.

All that cum spurting through the air got the white guy to fire off his sperm. Ramming deeply into Donnie, the guy finished his climax and pulled out. He handed the sperm-laden condom to Donnie and said, "You worked hard for this. Here!" Donnie reached for it, but the neighbor grabbed it first and poured the contents over his own dick, ordering Donnie to suck it off.

Donnie sucked up the sperm from his white friend and dove to suck off the neighbor. He loved it! And so did the neighbor who shot off almost immediately, again. Donnie's talented tongue was awash in more creamy sperm in less than another minute.

The following Saturday, Donnie was over there again. This time the neighbor was already there. Something had changed in his opinion about what was queer and what wasn't. The guy was balls- deep in Donnie's friend's butthole and banging away with all the fervor of a man who had a big load to deliver. Donnie disrobed and sat on his friend's mouth, facing the black neighbor. The tongue job his butthole was getting sent Donnie in a fast 69 with his friend. The black neighbor continued to ram his thick, long dick into the eager asshole he'd been fucking.

All this hot action broke the cum dam of Donnie's friend, shooting steamy cream down Donnie's throat. The clasping ass action of the climaxing man hit the neighbor hard. He was climaxing before he could pull out, filling the condom to near capacity.

After regaining his breath, the black neighbor said, "You were right! A man's butt is tighter and better for fucking than any woman I've EVER been with!"

"And a cream filled cock tastes better than any pussy, too," the friend rejoined.

"I'll just have to take your word for that," the black man said.

"Was I wrong about hot butt?" Donnie's friend asked.

"No," the man said thoughtfully. "But, eatin' pussy and sucking cock ain't the same thing."

"You're right," Donnie joined in. "Sucking cock is infinitely better and the rewards are sweeter!"

The black man could only smile. They'd been right once, but sucking cock was a whole different matter. But, ass fucking was sure great! Donnie was holding out his hand, asking for the spent condom. The black neighbor handed it over and Donnie drank deeply.

"Nothin' much better than hot cum," he smiled. "Of course, right from the source is even better. All that hot juice squirtin' in your mouth from a hard dick. That sure is fine!" Donnie added. "You wanna try mine?" he teased the other black man.

"Uh, no thanks. I'm not into that," the man declined. The two gay men continued to tease and cajole the other man, trying to convince him of what he was missing. They were getting nowhere when he finally offered, "However, now that I know that butt is made for fuckin', would you like to get fucked by me, Donnie?"

"You bet I would! I love big, black dicks up my ass. And you sure have a nice one!"

The neighbor put on another condom and moved behind Donnie who had assumed a doggie style position. "I thought you ought to get the feel of what it is like in more than one position," Donnie observed. "Just plug in and fuck me, Man! And John, you get beneath me and suck me off. I really need to shoot after all this. And with a big, black dick up my ass, I know it'll be a BIG load!"

Having cum only a few minutes before, the black neighbor wasn't going to be cumming right away, but his hard cock sure belied that. John (Donnie's white friend) thought about sucking his friend off, but decided that Donnie's big dick (which was bigger than his neighbor's) should be used for fucking, not sucking. So, John wiggled beneath Donnie and raised his ass for insertion. Donnie's dick glided smoothly up John's ass. With all the lube and hot fucking his neighbor had done to him, he was prepared for the monster that he loved to get fucked by every Saturday for the last couple of months.

Donnie's swollen monster slid effortlessly up John's butthole. John arched back, impaling himself as deeply as he could. Donnie only sighed and pushed the last inch in. The neighbor moved with them. The three men were stacked atop each other, joined at the dick. Knowing that he'd fire off before he wanted to, Donnie decided to enjoy the neighbor's fucking rhythm and translate the motion to John beneath him. More friction than that would cause a fast climax.

The black neighbor, Sonny, was enjoying his second fuck of the morning. A black ass was something he'd fucked before, but his girlfriend didn't like it. She said it didn't give her any pleasure. But, he wanted to fuck, and she wasn't putting out because it was her period. She didn't want him to go out and find some other girl to help him out, so she'd agreed. Sonny heard that fucking ass wasn't half-bad, so he'd tried it. Sure as hell was tighter than that pussy of hers, he'd thought after cumming a second time in her ass.

But, this tight, black, male ass.... Well, that was something totally different. He'd really liked fucking this white "fag" next door. But, this new guy, Donnie, was incredibly tight and really knew how to move his butthole. Sonny was nearly at climax within 10 seconds of plugging into this perfect asshole. Donnie wasn't even fucking John, but John was moaning with deep pleasure. The massaging that Donnie was doing to his own dick must be something that translates to John's butt as well, Sonny thought. This black kid really likes black bone!

Sonny slowed the pace to retard the building climax, but it wasn't doing much good. The interior muscles to Donnie's chute were too well toned and experienced. Much as Sonny wanted it to last, it wasn't to be. The point of no return had been reached before Sonny could stop it. Knowing the inevitable, Sonny's pace jumped into high gear. Now, he was only going for the best climax and pleasure he could get. It was too late to please his partner.

Donnie also was hitting his pleasure plateau. He was about to stop massaging Sonny's dick and flexing his dick inside John when Sonny's pace suddenly picked up. Donnie knew the signs. Sonny was going to cum and Donnie was going to let him bring himself off at the same time. With maximum effort, Donnie massaged the racing piston banging his asshole and bore deeper into John. He found a special place he'd been poking at that made his dickhead swell with pleasure. The rush of a big climax was upon him.

Relaxing his ass a little more, Donnie let Sonny fuck him another inch deeper. With a howl of ecstasy, Sonny slammed into the tight ass of the black man beneath him and unloaded his tight balls. Wave upon wave of hot sperm blasted into the protective condom. Each one jolted Sonny with higher levels of pleasure, each one punctuated more loudly with the word "FUCK!".

Donnie tightened down again to give Sonny even more pleasure which caused his own dick to jerk one last time before emptying its treasure high up John's protected butthole. Each torrent of cum shot into Donnie was met with a push back into Sonny, trying to get the connection as deep and satisfying as possible. Each push back was followed by a hard ram forward into John's welcoming, well- fucked hole. Donnie had fucked John many times, but this was easily the best fuck they'd ever had. Donnie couldn't remember cumming so hard in John before.

Sonny collapsed onto Donnie's back as he rode out Donnie's last hurried lunges into John's butt. As the last of Donnie's cum oozed into the condom, both black men pulled out allowing their spent dicks to slowly go flaccid in a pool of warm, condomed sperm. Only John hadn't cum with the other two. But, he didn't seem to mind. Having two big dicked black men on him was pleasure enough after cumming in Donnie's tight butthole. As much as he loved his lover, Donnie's ass was something he'd never tire of. John didn't fuck his lover very often, certainly not when there was a big, black cock willing to fuck his ass. But, the frequency wasn't great enough for him. When his lover finally did fuck him, it was always twice and always with big loads deposited high up his willing and eager ass.

But this, well this was wonderful. Just not often enough, either. But, between his lover and Donnie and now Sonny, maybe he'd get all he wanted. Maybe.

Donnie telling the story of his weekend conquests had the expected impact. All four men were hot to fuck again. Carol was going to be back pretty soon. Just enough time for another hot four-way. Donnie wanted his brother Dave to fuck him this time, and Duane was anxious to get me to service his butt again. Being family and white was an extra hot turn on for him. Getting into another 69, the younger brothers enjoyed a perfect sexual coupling. As if they were communicating telepathically, both came at the same instant. Dave had just finished his climax inside his brother when their climaxes peaked. The tightened ass caused by Duane's climax hit me hard. In less than another 10 seconds of hard pounding, I hit another big climax and filled Duane with more sperm.

With another trip through the showers, we all dressed. And not a moment too soon. Carol arrived just as I finished drying and combing my hair. She asked us how we spent the afternoon. Duane said that we'd just been doing "brother things". That got a hardy laugh from the other men. Carol looked at us knowingly, but didn't pursue it.

She and Duane decided that they should take us all out to dinner. Not all that keen on cooking, Dave and I took them up on the offer. Donnie joined us as well.

After dinner, we dropped Donnie off and drove home. This night, Duane and Carol slept together and Dave and I finally shared our own bed.

Dave knew that I needed to foolishly reclaim him back from his brother. He fucked me hard for several minutes, nearly pushing me through the mattress. I loved it. Before he could cum, I flipped him over and rammed my 9" up his quickly eaten, then mounted asshole. Now, he loved it. Without minimal noise, we sprayed each other with sperm. I loosed my squirting stream up his hot ass and he sprayed both of us with his jerking firehose. He didn't even have to touch his dick to do that. My cock exploding up his butt seemed to be enough of a trigger.

We slept the sleep of babies.

So, when are Dave and Mike gonna tell Duane and Carol about the broken condom and discuss the potential impact of that? Comments to gymhunk@msn.com