First a bit about me. My name is Kadi. I am 18 and an African American freshman at a predominantly black university in the South. I first had sex with a girl in high school, but quickly decided that my taste ran in another direction (or should I say, erection). I am 6'3" and 185 pounds with an athletic build and my best feature is my 9 inch cock. Sometimes I lie and say it's 10 inches. I found myself drawn to the male bodies in the locker room, salivating over the cocks as they swung by me and focusing on the hot athletic asses as they passed by. I never had the nerve to make a move until I got to college, and then my luck changed quickly.
I shared a dorm room with a nice-looking black senior, Gary, who was on the tennis team. When the school dropped tennis due to budget cuts, he got to keep his scholarship until he graduated at the end of the year. I was very glad, because Gary had a beautiful, thick seven-inch cock and he slept in the nude and jerked off when he thought I was asleep.
The guys in the room next door were both football players, both over 200 pounds, tall and muscular. I had only caught a glimpse of their cocks as they came in or out of the shower stalls, but I liked what I saw. Paul, the senior, had a low hanging cock that had to be 7 inches flaccid and Lavarr, the freshman, had about 7 inches erect (I saw him jerking off in the stall through a crack). I guess that I am what is known as a bottom, because I always dream about sucking a guy's cock or feeling it in my ass. I've played around with carrots and cucumbers (small ones), but it just isn't enough. I needed to be penetrated by a real man, a black man with a big, hard dick and I was getting desperate.
About two or three times a week I would walk past Paul's door and hear him in his room pounding away at some girl, grunting and moaning as he pounded her ass. I heard him yell `Swallow my cum, bitch!" as he grunted and shot what was surely a big, hot load of jism in her mouth.
"That lucky bitch," I thought as I went into my room to jerk off.
I wondered where poor Lavarr went while Paul was busy with the ladies, so I asked him about it one day in the cafeteria. He just smiled and said that while Paul was getting laid he was getting laid too. "Lucky bastard," I thought to myself. "He's been here a month and he's already getting sex on a regular basis. This went on for a few more weeks until I made a life-changing discovery. After I passed by Paul's door one night and heard the unmistakable sounds of Paul fucking, I came back out about a minute later and saw Lavarr exit the room with a towel on, heading for the community bathroom.
I said hello, a bit shocked and confused. Lavarr said hello and tried to slide past me. I blocked his path and said, "So, I could have sworn I heard the sound of Paul having sex a minute ago." He smiled and told me that Paul had gone out and he was the one that I heard. He said that he was with his girlfriend and had to hurry back. I continued to question him until, finally, their door swung open and Paul glanced out. He glared at Lavarr and said, "What the fuck is taking so long?" Lavarr looked at me sheepishly and hurried into the bathroom. I glanced back at Paul and saw his big, black dick, all 11 inches of it, standing erectly in the breeze. I was dumbfounded, but unconsciously licked my lips and smiled. Paul knew in an instant that he could have me if he wanted and he didn't hesitate.
"You want some of this manmeat too, boy?" he barked.
"I sure do!" I practically yelled.
He motioned me in and told me to strip which I did very quickly. He looked at me coldly and snarled, "Suck me, bitch." I dropped immediately to my knees and tried to take his cock in my mouth, but struggled to get it in. About that time, Lavarr walked in and said, "Hey! What about me?"
"Show this bitch how to suck cock!" Paul snarled as Lavarr dropped to his knees and began sucking his cock like a professional.
"Watch and learn, bitch." Paul snapped and I began to observe Lavarr's technique. I mimicked his movements and eventually was able to take about 6 inches without choking. Lavarr, however, could take all 11 inches and lick Paul's balls at the same time.
"I'm ready to fuck again," Paul said and my heart skipped a beat. I was terrified about taking that monster in my butt, but excited at the same time. Unfortunately, he had a different plan. He instructed Lavarr and me to 69 each other while he fucked Lavarr. I was disappointed and relieved, unsure of whether I could take that black anaconda that hung from his groin.
He oiled up and slid easily into Lavarr's well-fucked hole. He began to pound, when suddenly I felt Lavarr take my hard 9 inches all the way down his throat. I thought I had died and gone to gay heaven. It was nothing like jerking off. It was phenomenal. Despite his girth, I was able to take all of Lavarr's 7-incher and gave him a first class blowjob as he continued to bring his lips all the way to my pubic hairs with my cockhead somewhere in his throat. Every time Paul humped his sweet black ass, he forced Lavarr's thick cock all the way into my mouth. Before long, I couldn't hold it any more and I tried to warn Lavarr that I was coming, but he just took it deep and held it as I shot wad after wad of hot white sperm in his horny mouth. When he had every drop, he raised his head, laughed and said, "Your turn." Immediately his cock began to spurt on my tongue. It was more cum than I ever imagined and it tasted wonderful. I couldn't get enough.
About that time, Paul shoved Lavarr to the side and his dick popped out of Lavarr's ass. He immediately plunged it into my mouth and began to ejaculate. Hot jets of semen filled my mouth. I tried to swallow but it just kept shooting. It was running out of my mouth and all over my face until finally Paul was done. He made Lavarr suck the last few drops out of him then told him to clean me up. Lavarr got on hands and knees and began licking the cum off my face until he had gotten every drop.
"I'm tired. Get the fuck out of here," he snapped at me. "Be back here at 10PM tomorrow and I'm going to break in that tight hole of yours."
As I walked to my room, I was walking on air. I couldn't wait.
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