Black Gangsta Boy - Part II
by
Zenith64131@aol.com
Disclaimer: If you are under the age of 18 or 21 depending on your community's standards for the viewing of adult-oriented material, you must not read any further. The following describes sex between two consenting males. If you find it offensive, you should not continue to read this material.
First of all, let me tell you that this story is 100% true. After tricking with that black kid, I knew I had to have him again. Several different days I drove around the neighborhood, but I hadn't hooked up with him. It seemed like when I had extra cash, he wasn't there and when I was broke I'd see him every time I drove by. Every time he'd see me he'd whistle loudly. His whistle was so loud that I could hear him with the windows up. I also feared that a cop might hear it.
Last Friday night I was in town and driving around the black area. I drove around one block several times and a black chick motioned me over. I rolled the window down and started talking to her. I noticed a tall, good looking "pimp daddy" type that started walking in front of my vehicle. That made me nervous. He came around to the side and started to open the door. I stepped on the gas and drove away, scared out of my mind! Fortunately I didn't injure either one of them. I know the bitch was a hooker, but I don't know for sure what the man was up to. I wasn't about to find out!
I was about to go back home when I heard a familiar whistle. I saw a group of three black kids walking down the street together. My boy ran across the street to talk to me. He asked if I had any money and I told him I would have by morning. I was at my withdrawal limit for the day 'cause I was Christmas shopping.
I asked him his name and he repeated it to me. I'll just call him "S" for now. Some of you have been writing me and telling me about similar dicksucking experiences. Anyway, I told him how bad I needed another taste of his cock. He was only interested in the money. Before he left I asked me how old he is and he said nineteen. I can't tell you how much that turned me on!
All night long I kept waking up and thinking about sucking on his big dick. This morning I drove into town and cruised around looking for him. I heard him whistle and sure enough he was standing outside a ramshackle apartment building. I pulled up and he hopped in.
We drove to a nearby park and I shut the engine off. I asked him what he wanted to do.
"How much money you got?" he asked.
"$100," I said.
"Man, that ain't enough. That ain't gonna get you much."
"Please," I begged. "I really want to suck your dick. You know how good it feels."
"A hundred dollas ain't shit," he replied. "I got bitches who suck on my dick any time I want it. I a pimp; I can get my dick sucked wheneva I wan' it. Bitches all want to suck it fo' me."
"I can see why," I said, looking at his smooth face. "So what can I get for $100?"
"You can watch me jack off," he answered. "That's it."
"I can't do that," I said. "For $100 I want to suck it."
"Nope, that costs more money. I know how much you want some of dis young cock. You want the cock, I need the money."
I looked at "S." His brown eyes had an intense look about them and his lips were curled into a sneer.
"Can I pay you to kiss you?" I asked.
"Fuck no, man. You ain't good enough to kiss me," he said. "I ain't gonna let no faggot kiss me. Dat's gross. Sick mothafucka."
"Are you straight or bi?" I asked.
"I ain't no faggot like you," he said.
"So what are we going to do?" I asked. "I can drop you off and get me another kid to let me suck him. I know some of them would do it for $100."
"S" didn't say anything. He started unzipping his jeans and reached inside. He pulled out his cut cock and for the first time I saw it clearly in broad daylight. It was a beautiful grayish brown color from the balls up and chocolate brown from the head to the scar where it was circumcised. I reached for it.
"Don't you touch it," he warned. He took his hand and slowly stroked it. It was completely flaccid.
"You know you want it," he said. "$150 dollas and you can suck it dry."
"I can't do that," I said. "Too much. I can get me a white boy for that."
"No white boy got dis," he said, smirking. "$150 and you can put it in yo' mouth."
"I ain't got it. $100 or nothing," I insisted. "And I get to suck it."
"Give me the damn money. You can suck it for five minutes. That's it."
I leaned over at looked at his semi-flaccid cock. It was already thickening and starting to grow. I slipped my mouth over is dick.
"S" leaned the seat back and his 19 year old penis quickly hardened in my mouth. No matter what he said, it's hard for a young man not to get an immediate erection when his cock is in a warm mouth. In almost no time, his impressive penis swelled and thickened into a massive hot piece of licorice. I savored the smell and taste and inhaled deeply.
"S" tried to act smooth and non-responsive as I bobbed on his cock. I took it into the back of my throat and repeatedly swallow his big cock down to the balls. It swelled even more and nearly choked me as it pulsed and throbbed.
I started teasing the underside of his cock with my tongue and he suddenly spoke.
"Oh yeah. Fuck. Lick it. Fucking lick my cock you faggot." I pulled off his cock.
"Keep talking," I begged. I plunged my mouth back over his meat. It lurched and his hips thrust the organ deep into my throat.
"Fucking suck my cock you faggot. You like sucking my cock. You sick fucker. Now, that's all you get." With that, "S" pulled my head off his dick and covered it with his hand.
"That's it," he smirked. "That's all that you get."
"Please," I pleaded. "Please let me suck your cock. I need it real bad."
At this point my dick was threatening to tear through my jeans. Here I am old enough to have a kid of my own this age and I'm having to grovel and beg to get this street trash drug dealer to let me pay and suck his cock. I have hired and fired kids his age yet none of that matters to him. I'm just a faggot he can use for money and head. I'm totally at his mercy.
"You can suck it a little bit mo'," he said, smirking. Secretly, I knew from his erection that he wanted to ejaculate in mouth as bad as I wanted him to. This was all part of the game.
I put my mouth back over his cock. He wrapped his slender fingers around the base of it and I took my cue. I backed off to just licking the knob. "S" started to pump his cock up and down while I concentrated on tonguing that little sweet spot just under the head.
I could hear his breathing start to quicken. As I felt his legs tense up, I shoved my mouth down over his penis and he pulled his hand out of the way. I felt a large salty spurt land in the back of my throat. I quickly swallowed.
Three more big wads of cum shot out and I gulped them down while savoring every drop of his young jizz.
"Damn," he said. "If you all had a pussy, I'd let you be doin' this shit fo' free."
"You liked it?" I asked. He face clouded over.
"I let all the bitches suck on my dick. You ain't no better than any of them. You just a faggot." He smirked. I could see right through his smirk.
"S" was telling me in his tough, punk way that I am a good cocksucker.
I took him back to where I'd picked him up and we discussed when and where we're going to meet again. I asked him if I could rim his ass and he said he had a drug bitch do that. I asked if he liked it and he said "It's okay - it kinda tingles." I told him I want to lick his ass for him some time and he said "It's gonna cost you mo' money."
I reached over to feel his cock as he was getting out. "No way," he said. "No feeling for free. Don't mess this shit up now."
"S" got and has he did, I leaned forward and grabbed a handful of his ass.
"Hey!" he yelled as he shut the door. I looked at his cute young face and he shook his head grinning. Once again he got a wad of money for shooting a wad of cum into the kind of middle-class white man he probably hates.
I plan to go back and visit him again. I told him how long it's been since I've been fucked and if anyone is going to do it, I want it to be a black man. You can imagine what "S" told me. "I can do dat, but it's gonna cost you mo' money."
Since "S" and I hooked up the last time (just before Christmas), I have seen him since. I recently saw him again and paid him to take a picture of his gorgeous black face. If you'd like me to forward it to you, please email me. I welcome your feedback, but flames and crank letters will be ignored.