Black Man's White Pussyboy
by
Percxyz@aol.com
After the second day with Jay when I agreed to the reduced rent, I was kind of in a state of shock over what I had let him do to me. I was even more shocked by the fact that I had been a willing participant. However, I decided that would be the last of my encounters with him of a sexual nature. I dated women. I fucked women. I couldn't keep letting a guy use me like that. With my new resolve, I didn't call Jay and even avoided the building in which he lived as much as I could. Wednesday of the following week my phone rang. It was Jay. Just the sound of his voice had my whole body reacting.
"So, whiteboy, I haven't heard from ya since I pounded your pussy the last time. Where the hell have you been?"
I...um..well, I've just been busy with work," I replied. I felt my cock hardening and my hole twitching as I remembered the feeling of him inside me.
"Yeah, well, boy, I've got some work for you to do. Be over here in thirty minutes." The phone line went dead.
I hung up the phone and went to get myself a beer. I couldn't go to his place again, I thought as I took a swig of beer. I knew what would happen. I would be taking his cock down my throat and up my ass again if I went over there. I went back into the den and turned on the TV. I would just watch some television and forget about Jay's call.
Less than a half hour later, I was knocking on Jay's door. He answered it wearing just a pair of jockey shorts, his well defined muscular chest bare. I felt my cock, which had been at half mast on the drive to his place straining in my shorts. He flashed me a grin, his bright white teeth shining. The sight of him, his muscles, dark skin and handsome face was enough to dissolve the last remaining vestiges of my will. He stepped to the side, opening the door wider for me to enter. As I walked past him, I felt his hand on my ass, squeezing my left cheek.
"Gonna be up in here real soon, whiteboy. Real soon." I heard the door shut as I made my way into the living room. When I reached the couch, I turned to look at him. He had followed along behind me and stood only a few feet away. As I watched, he flexed the muscles in his arms and chest, showing off his body. "Like what you see, boy? Ready for some action?" I could only nod my head. "Then strip, faggot," he said as he sprawled on the couch. He watched me as I pulled off my shirt, kicked off my shoes and socks and dropped my shorts and underwear. I felt kind of strange stripping for this big black stud, but he had seen me naked before. Hell, he had done much more than just see. Somewhat embarrassed, I watched as his eyes traveled over my body, inspecting me.
"Still looking ready to be fucked, whiteboy. You got a nice body, in shape, well toned and real fuckable." His hand went to his crotch and massaged the growing bulge in his boxers. "This is the piece of meat that's gonna do it to ya too, pussyboy. You like being a pussyboy for a black stud like me?"
"Yes, Sir." I replied.
"Yes sir, what?" he demanded.
He was going to make me say it. I knew there was no way around it. "Yes, Sir, I like being a black man's pussyboy."
He gave me another big grin as he listened to the words. "Yeah, I know you do boy. So why haven't you called for some more of my big dick? Don't give me that 'had to work' bullshit."
"I just couldn't believe what we had done, Jay. I was embarrassed and confused. I fuck women and always have. I figured that what we did was just some experimenting." It sounded lame even to my own ears, but it was the truth.
"Experimenting? Shit, whiteboy, you should have seen the way you looked when you were 'experimenting'. I have never seen such a pussy slut like you. When you had my dick in your mouth and in your tight little pussy that was pure ecstasy on your face. No need to deny it. Your little white boy-cock all hard and throbbing tells me what I need to know. You may have fucked pussies before, faggot, but now you're nothing more than a pussy that I fuck. That ain't ever gonna change." I looked down at the floor. I didn't want to admit, even in my mind, that what he was saying was true, but I had taken his fucks, both in my mouth and my ass. I couldn't deny what he was saying. Plus, my cock was giving me away just like he said.
"Why don't you get on your knees right where you are, faggot? You look best on your knees." He paused and grinned again. "Well, on your knees with my dick in your mouth, that is."
I dropped to my knees on the wooden floor and looked at him again. His cock was rock hard and poking out of the fly of his boxers. He was slowly stroking it as I watched. My eyes seemed glued to it.
"I know you like what you see, cocksucker. Why don't you get over here and put those sweet lips to good use? I wanna see you crawl on the floor to suck me off."
I did as he asked, crawling on my knees to the couch until my head was over his crotch. He smelled spicy and musky, a smell that I now associated with sex. As my face hovered over his crotch, he reached up with one hand and grabbed a fistful of my hair. With the other hand, he aimed his cock upward, pointing it at my mouth. Slowly, almost teasingly, he pushed my head downward, milking the long shaft of his cock as he did it. I watched a shiny drop of precum appear just before the head of his cock reached my lips. I obediently let his manhood slide into my mouth, closing my lips around it and running my tongue across the head. The salty taste of his precum coated the tip of my tongue and I listened to him sigh in pleasure.
I only had a few seconds to savor the taste as Jay kept up the pressure on my head, forcing my lips further down the length of his cock. He moved his other hand to the top of my head, holding it firmly. My mouth which had been watering since the sight of his bare chest in the doorway was flooded now at the taste of his cock. I sank down, his cock going deeper and deeper into my mouth until the head lodged in my throat. The pressure continued until my throat stretched around his large cockhead. It slid inside and I fought the urge to gag. In seconds, my nose was pressed against the cotton of his boxers. Jay held me there for a second then released my head. I looked up his body as he put his hands behind his head, pulling up to the head of his dick as I did so. He was watching me.
"You know what to do, cocksucker. Make my cock happy. Make it squirt a big load of cum down your throat, you cocksucking faggot." His language and tone just made me even hornier and I forced my mouth back to the base of his thick cock. I began to bob up and down his shaft, using my tongue on the head and my lips to milk the shaft. I was rewarded with moans of pleasure from Jay. After a few minutes, his hips began to thrust upward slightly each time I sank down his cock. Together we worked his cock in and out of my mouth and throat. I had one hand on his flat belly, feeling the muscles tighten each time he lifted his hips. My other hand was on my own cock, stroking it at the same pace I was taking his cock in my mouth.
"You should see yourself, whiteboy. On your knees again with your lips stretched by my big black prick and beating yourself off while you do it. Oh yeah! That is such a hot sight! Use more suction, faggot." I increased the suction of my mouth on his cock. "That's right! Oh fuck yeah! Gonna shoot, whiteboy. Gonna shoot my load right into your cocksucking mouth! Fuck yeah, take it, faggot! Take it all!" He moaned loudly "Ahhhh AH ahhhh AH ahhh AH ahhh AH," punctuating each of his spurts with a louder moan.
Jay's hot cum shot into my mouth, hitting the roof of my mouth, filling my cheeks. I let it settle on my tongue, enjoying the taste for a few seconds before I swallowed this black stud's sperm. I glanced up at his face again as my troat worked to take his load into my belly and his eyes were fixed on me, watching me swallow his cum. I milked the last of his load from his softening cock with my lips until he reached down and pulled my mouth off. Panting, I looked up at him again.
"You are a natural born cocksucker, whiteboy, but you are definitely getting better with practice. I'm still pretty hard, but you're gonna get me even harder before I plug your boypussy again. I'll plug you hard and fast like I would any whore before I fill you with my seed. Sound good to you faggot?"
"Yessir," I said.
"Good, then get these shorts off me." I pulled at the waistband as he raised his hips, stripping him naked. His glorious tight body was stretched out on the couch for my eyes to drink in and admire. As I watched, Jay pulled his feet forward, then reached behind his knees and pulled them to his chest. I kept stroking my cock.
"My balls, whiteboy. Suck on them. Now!"
Not wasting any time, I leaned forward and sucked at his sac. I could feel his big balls under my lips and tongue. His sac was covered with some sparse hair. I tried to suck both of his balls in my mouth, but had to settle for just one. He moaned appreciatively as I did it. I worked on the skin with my tongue which made his body twitch. I was happy that I could cause that reaction in him. I bathed his ball with my tongue for a minute before switching to the other one.
"Yeah, suck my balls, whiteboy. You fucking cocksucker! You are getting me hot! Get up on the couch so I can watch you do it better."
I obeyed and crawled onto my knees on the couch. I could now see his cock better too. I looked at it and saw it growing again. It still wasn't as hard as it had been when he shot his cum down my throat though. I worked harder on his balls and looked up past his dick along his abs and chest to his face. He was watching me suck his balls.
"Trying to get me to full mast, pussyboy?" I nodded still sucking on his nuts. "Then time to go lower." I wasn't sure what he meant until he put his hand on the top of my head and started to push. His balls slid out of my mouth and I knew what he wanted. For a second I thought of refusing, stopping him, but then a desire to submit to him and get him hard enough to fuck me washed through me. I let my tongue slide down to his ass.
I found his hole with the tip of my tongue and circled around it, trying to get used to the idea of what I was doing to Jay. I was actually licking the stud's ass! Not only that, I was doing it so that his cock would get hard and he would fuck me with it again. I took a broad swipe with my tongue across his hole and heard him moan deeply again. He was enjoying this. I lapped at him again and again, getting his hole wet.
"Stick your tongue in, bitch. It's about the closest you'll ever get to fucking me."
I aimed the tip of my tongue at his hole and drove it in. Jay went wild, bucking underneath me, twisting around and twitching in pleasure. I moved my tongue forward and back, the way he did with his cock in my hole. I saw that his cock was now hard as steel and watched as Jay's big hands clenched against the couch, then released, then clenched again. He only lasted another few seconds. Before I knew it, he was moving. He rolled out from under my mouth and grabbed the back of my neck. Pulling me forward, he moved beside the couch. As I fell onto my stomach, Jay moved on top of me, laying on top of me and covering me completely. I could feel his cock rubbing along the crack of my ass as he slowly humped me.
"Time for you to take another load, whiteboy. Hope you are ready for your pussy to be fucked!" He suddenly aimed his cock in and rammed into me. Even though I had taken it twice before, I let out a shout of pain.
"Oh God!" I yelled. He clamped a hand over my mouth and forced every inch into me. I could feel his hot breath against the back of my neck.
"Shut up and take it you fucking white faggot. You want all your other tenants to know you're up here getting fucked by me? Take my big black dick!"
I was lost between pain at his penetration and pleasure from the full feeling of him inside me. His cock was thick and hot and throbbed in me. The precum that he had been leaking was all the lube he used and it had hurt like hell, but I was beginning to adjust. I felt Jay pull his hips back, his retreating cock leaving me feeling empty before he rammed back into me. He began to hump me in earnest, obviously wanting to cum. For a few minutes we continued like that with me face down on the couch, the wight of his body holding me down. Then Jay grabbed my shoulders and pulled me up to take me doggie style. He spit on his cock a few times while still pumping and it slid in and out more easily. I was moaning like the whore he made me.
"Yeah bitch. Take it like a dog. You fucking pussy. You live to get reamed out by my big black cock. Oh fuck yeah! Take my dick, slut. I may have taken your pussy, but you'll give it up to me now anytime, won't you, whiteboy?"
"Ahh, fuck, yes Jay. Anytime you want it." I probably would have said anything. I felt his hand suddenly close around my cock and reacted like I was struck by lightning. I could feel my hole clamping down onto his invading dick as he squeezed my cock harder and harder. He didn't stroke me, but just that contact with his hand was heaven. I was now moving backwards to meet each of his thrusts.
"That's right bitch. You are getting to be a better pussyboy as well as a better cocksucker, whiteboy. Keep milking my cock like that and I'm gonna plant my seed in ya! Ahh fuck yeah. That's it bitch. Take my meat!" He pounded into me for another dozen strokes before he pulled out of me. Roughly twisting me around, forcing me to turn, he manhandled me onto my back. I looked up and our eyes met as he drove his cock into me again. "I wanna watch your face while I fuck your brains out and when I cum in you whiteboy. Beat your meat while I fuck you!"
I grabbed my cock, jacking off like crazy. His cock filling me had me out of my mind. My balls were tightening up and I was close to cumming. Jay lowered his face to just inches above mine. "Gonna cum!" he announced. I saw him tense and the cords in his neck stand out and he thrust in deeply. That penetration set me off and I shot my load, covering our bellies and even hitting my chin with the first shot. Jay gave me two more small thrusts and let out a roar of pleasure, filling me with his cum. His eyes were locked onto mine as he filled me again with his sperm. It seemed to go on forever, his body shaking in pleasure but then he lowered himself onto me, our chests stuck together with my cum. He settled his head next to mine and relaxed, his cock buried deeply inside me. I waited, my legs still wrapped around his broad back, content to lay under him, full of his cock and cum until he wanted to move.