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We were on our way out of the store when I spotted him approaching us. Marc's eyes locked on mine, and he flashed that beautiful smile of his which by itself was at once mesmerizing in its beauty and at the same time totally disarming. Wearing a navy blue t-shirt with the sleeves cut off and a pair of white running shorts, he was showcasing for all to see just a bit of his incredible personal beauty. Anyone might guess that this guy had to be a model. His physique was remarkable, and he tended to its upkeep daily at the gym. His face was perfectly formed with dimples when he smiled and a perfect cleft in the middle of his chin. His shoulders were perfectly square and his arms and forearms were well muscled, without being over developed. While his shirt covered his fantastic upper body, the v tapered shape was visible through the snug cotton fabric. Marc's thighs and calfs were also solid muscle, but again, not overly done. His smooth medium brown skin was also nothing less than perfect.
He waved immediately, thereby showing his bicep to its best exposure. Julie turned to me and asked: "Who is that totally hot stud who just waved to us?
Does he know us?"
"That's Marc, the guy from the gym that I stayed with that night of the storm. I haven't seen him for a while," I said. Inside, my stomach was in complete turmoil. He was the last guy I wanted to see after my last visit to his place. And, to see him with Julie by my side totally stressed me.
By then Marc had walked over to us. "Hey Chris, been a while! How are you?
"Hi Marc, has been a while. This is Julie by the way, you talked with her when I stayed at your place."
"Pleasure Julie. I remember. Glad that weather is gone! Marc, you didn't say how hot your girlfriend happened to be," he said, taking her hand. She blushed a little, and I felt a twinge of jealousy because I could see she was awestruck by this hot black stud, as I had been and still was. In fact, I now realized again how much of an influence he continued to have over me. I guess the simplest way to say it is that every time I set eyes on him, I get instantly horny and want to jump into bed naked with him. His body and face are simply that hot. And now, I could see the same look in my girlfriend's eyes. I sensed that she was secretly lusting for him the same way I was. He just had that physical charisma about him.
"So Marc, where have you been dude? We've missed you at the gym. Place isn't quite the same without you there for your usual two hours every day."
"Just working later dude, that's all. I still go, but later. I've missed seeing you there too, but lots of work these days."
"Chris, we should all get together. Julie, I am having about a half dozen people at my place for a few brews and just to hang out tonight at about eight. A couple of the guys from the gym and their dates. You should force this guy to chill a little, and bring him with you. But, if he doesn't come, you should come alone," he inserted with a broad smile, showing his beautiful white teeth.
Julie, obviously totally taken with this black hunk spoke before I could jump in and beg off. "Sure Marc, we aren't doing anything tonight. We can come, and if Chris can't make it, I'll come alone." She smiled back at him and looked him straight in his eyes.
"Great, see you tonight guys. Real glad that we ran into one another. Gotta do some more errands. Later." He left as the two of us watched him walk away, perhaps longer than we would have watched anyone else.
Julie turned to me looking a little flush. I knew what she was thinking. She was thinking of Marc and of how hot of a guy he is. She said that she hoped accepting the invite was okay with me because she said he seems like a real nice guy, and someone easy to talk to. I half wanted to tell her that I didn't feel like going, but that was a lie. I wanted to be near him, to talk to him, possibly to touch his body a little. So, I told her it was cool. I figured, what could he do if Julie was there.
Arriving at Marc's, we found a pretty cool group of people. I knew one guy from the gym, the other two I had not seen. It was a mixed group racially, so we did not feel like the only whites invading a get together of the brothers and their women. Marc was once again a gracious host, having great food, and lots and lots of liquid refreshment. As usual, his clothing was not quite tight, but not quite loose. It showed the curves and muscles of his fantastic body without the aura of a guy trying to show off. He greeted us, and he immediately made lots of fuss over Julie, getting her a drink, food. I thought he was doing this to piss me off. It worked a little because I knew that if we were not together she would fall all over this guy if he gave her the opening. But then, he started to warm up to me and seemed to talk to me more than to anyone else. He kept his guests in drinks and food, paying particular attention to Julie. As the night wore on, I think Julie was getting well on her way to being totally blasted. I was driving so I was holding back on the brews, and I had told her I would. Around mid night I suggested to Julie that we ought to head back to my place, but Marc had just brought her a drink which she wanted to finish. She was real loose at this point because I noticed that she was starting to slur her words, and she was not totally balanced when she danced with me. But, she still seemed to have a grip on things.
When I came back from the bathroom, Julie was dancing with Marc. She was wrapped around him, enjoying feeling his hot body I was sure. She had her face buried in his chest and had her hands strategically placed on his ass cheeks. I figured she had crossed the line. Now she was completely hammered. Otherwise, she would never do that with anyone but me. For his part, Marc seemed to be taking her physical attraction to him very well. He too had his hands on her ass, and he gave me a big wink when he saw me come back into the room. Anyway, the dance ended, and I tried to retrieve Julie so we could go. But, she still wanted to finish her drink, which now looked as though it had been freshened. Rather than get her pissed off, I said okay.
I tried to get her to eat some hors douvres but she only nibbled. This meant that she would fall asleep in the car, I would carry her in, get no attention tonight at all from her. Julie gulped half of her drink down in one swallow. That cinched it I thought. Marc said good bye to the last of his guests except us, and I tried to get Julie to move on the drink.
"She's cool man. You guys don't have to leave this minute, so stay and chill for a little." He asked me about my workout routine, saying that in just a few weeks I looked even bigger than the last time he had seen me, and he smiled as he said this. I told him I had changed it a little, that I was a Marc wanna be. He laughed. While we talked, Julie slumped back in her seat and began a low snoring, a sure sign that she was gone for the night.
"She's out cold dude. Let me get you another beer." I said no, but then figured why not. I had only had a couple the whole night. As Marc went into the kitchen to get my beer, I looked at Julie as she was sleeping. She was extremely beautiful I thought, and even in her sleep she made me very horny. But so too did Marc make me horny. All night I had eyed his body, his face. I think he knew it also.
I caught Marc out of the corner of my eye coming out of the kitchen with the beer. Something did not look right. So I turned away from looking at Julie, and I realized what was different. My eyes set upon Marc's beautiful milk chocolate body emerging totally naked from the kitchen. My eyes widened in disbelief. "Dude, what are you doing? What the fuck are you thinking?"
"Chris, relax man! She's not going to awaken for hours. And if by chance she was aroused by something, do you really think she would remember it. Christ, I could undress her, make love to her in my bed, redress her, put her back in her seat, and she would remember nothing dude. And that is nothing but totally good news for you and me man," he said with his beautiful smile.
"Dude, you are crazy, I can't do anything with you with Julie here. What are you thinking? This is totally crazy." Although as I said this, Marc approached me with my beer, handed it to me and paused for a moment. I took in his beautiful body and his thick semi hard cock. I felt my own rod starting to think for itself and harden under my shorts.
Sitting in a chair across from the couch that Julie and I were on, Marc stared at me and said: "Chris, you are my white cocksucking faggot. I could tell you to get your handsome white ass over here, but I know I don't need to do that. Cuz even right now you are looking me over, and you are getting harder by the moment, wanting my thick black cock in your mouth and yes, up your ass. So I won't order you to do anything. Except, don't even think you can have this black monster anywhere near you with those clothes covering up your ripped white body. Shed the clothes before you come near me."
I looked on astonished that he could read me so well. I looked to Julie as she continued to snore, and realized that he was right about her. I looked back at Marc who was smiling, taking me in with his eyes. I stood, reached down and lifted my shirt over my head, and then dropped my shorts to the floor. I kicked off my loafers and headed for the perfect black body with the perfectly rigid black rod with a drop of precum glistening at the crack.
I knelt on my knees in front of Marc, about to place my mouth over his manhood, when he stood up, walked over to the couch and sat right next to Julie. I knew this was just aimed at showing his control over me and humiliating me. But I had crossed beyond the line of caring. I followed him over, knelt down again and looking at his beautifully ripped upper body and handsome face, went down hungrily on his cock. Sucking, licking, massaging, fingering his hole as I did these things, Marc was responding with moans of pleasure. He had his hands in my thick hair, then on my shoulders and biceps. He seemed to love being sucked by me. After several minutes, he stiffened; his whole body shuddered as he shot his juices deep into my throat. He kept his hard cock in my mouth for several minutes. Then he pulled my head off it, and motioned for me to sit next to him. When I did, he leaned into me, kissing me, pushing his tongue deep into me. He squeezed my nipples as he kissed me, and I felt my raging hardon swell even more. He pulled away from my mouth, spit on his hand and massaged my cock, at first slowly, then faster and faster. I felt myself responding to the touching and massaging of this black beauty. Watching his black hand move up and down on my white cock excited me further. In moments, he had me ready to cum. He felt that and continued until I shot with my cum running on his hand. He placed his hand at my mouth and told me to lick it clean. I did looking into his eyes as I obeyed him.
All the while, Julie snored contentedly. Marc began shaking his head. "Chris, I cannot believe how hot you are, and what a hot girl friend you have. You are the best cocksucker I know, and I just cannot understand how a guy as hot as you with a girlfriend as hot as Julie here can do what you just did with her being right here. Don't get me wrong, I love it. But dude, you have this one part of you that is really pathetic; you like sucking and getting fucked. Don't change," he said with a smile.
"Marc, I know what you're saying. I feel pathetic. But when I see you naked, or sometime not even naked, I just get horny out of control. And, you know that. I love sucking your thick cock, and I love getting fucked by you. I can't figure it out. Christ, I even liked sucking and getting fucked by Derek who totally humiliated me."
"But dude, that's what you're into, humiliation."
I looked at Marc as he said this and knew it to be true. But, my mind went beyond thinking about our conversation and lusted again for his beautiful body. I can't explain it, but I wanted to suck him again, or better to get fucked by him. I studied his smooth and muscled cocoa body sitting naked right next to Julie. I remembered earlier how she held him while they danced, and a twinge of fear stirred in my stomach. That happened I told myself because she was drunk. And now, she was passed out. As I looked at Marc now, he knew I was getting horny all over again for him. He smiled a mischievous smile. I worried a little at that.
Without saying a word, Marc reached out and took Julie's creamy white hand with his firm, almost muscled milk chocolate hand and placed it on his still rock hard cock. He smiled at me and said: " I think she wanted to touch this earlier. Too bad she won't remember this." Before I could get my protest out, he gripped her hand around his shaft and started jacking himself using her hand. For her part, Julie didn't even stir.
"Dude, don't...." My words were interrupted by the sound of the door opening. I turned to see Derek letting himself into the condo.
"Well, well, well, if it's not faggot boy and who is the white beauty with him? He had a huge smile on his coal black face.
"It's his woman, she's hammered. But, she's doing in her sleep what she wanted to do earlier tonight, with a little help from me that is. Derek, it's nearly one in the morning. Where the fuck have you been?" All the while, Marc did not miss a stroke using Julie's hand. I stared at his cock as it seemed to swell more from the stroking. Then I looked at Derek's massive muscled form and remembered getting fucked by his cannon a week earlier. My cock stiffened more as I thought of it.
"Got tied up, dude. This is a new low for our handsome white stud. He's' actually letting you jack yourself using the pretty lady's hand. He is disgusting. But, I'm not interested in fish tonight, it's the pretty boy I want a piece of. I hope you're in a sharing mood tonight Marc."
"Always dude." Marc looked at me and shrugged his shoulders with a smile. "Sorry, Chris.", Marc said with a smile. "Don't worry, if Julie awakens, I'll be a good host. And, I won't do anything she doesn't want me to do." He flashed a broader smile.
"I don't want you touching her Marc. She's my...." I yelled suddenly as Derek grabbed my hair and yanked me off the couch.
"Come on faggot, we got some catching up to do. Your cute hole has probably shrunk right back to original size. Don't worry, I'll fix that. I plan to park my meat in your oven for quite a while. And don't worry about Julie, Marc will make her feel right at home."
As he pulled me toward the bedroom, I heard Marc moaning as he continued to use Julie's hand to jack himself. Derek wasted no time in the bedroom, pushing me on the bed, stripping his clothes off and shoving his cock in my face telling me to moisten it cuz he was out of lube. I took in his beautifully muscled body and remembered how he first kissed and fucked me. I stretched my mouth around his now steel hard cock. He pumped in and out a few times and then pushed my legs back and positioned himself. "Here we go faggot boy." He plunged deeply into me on the first push, held for a second then buried himself in me up to his balls. Pain shot through my ass and my hole felt like he had to have ripped it. But now, the pain was subsiding and the pleasure of his black cannon inside of me was causing my own cock to swell harder.
Derek pumped me fast and hard. He worked up a sweat which glistened on his muscled torso. He leaned into me and kissed me passionately while pumping me at the same time. I felt him getting ready to cum, as his muscled seemed to tighten. I had my arms aroung his massive frame and was kissing him as he was causing me to reach climax as well. Simultaneously, he shot his load as my own cock, wedged between our two rock hard abs shot its fluid as well.
I could feel Derek's warm cum pulsing into my ass. I was in heaven for the moment. Derek's breathing quieted as he lay still on top of me and we were lock in one another's arms. But then, I heard the talk from the other room.
It was Julie's voice and then Marc's. She was giggling. Still drunk I thought. Then all I heard was Marc moaning, and saying: "Yes, yes Julie. Keep doing that. That is fuckin awesome."
I tried to get up, but Derek laughed and said: "I told you dude. She's feelin right at home." His huge body made it impossible for me to move. I heard more talking then, but could not figure it out. Movement followed, and I heard what I thought to be Marc's bedroom door close. Derek got off me, grabbed my hair and forced me to lick his cock clean. Then he said, "Let's go on a little field trip."
Holding my hair firmly and one of my arms twisted behing my back, he marched me naked into the living room. My stomach sank when I saw the room empty, except that all of Julie's clothes were neatly laid out on Marc's couch. I listened and heard giggles, then moans from the bedroom. Derek walked me to the door and opened it.
I did not want to look but I had to. My eyes took in Marc's beautifully sculpted, cocoa skinned body intertwined with Julie's creamy white body. The two of them were locked in a passionate kiss, she had one hand firmly around his black cock. Marc caught Derek and I in his vision and moved his hands to her breasts. He stopped kissing her and then moved his lips to her beautiful breasts which he sucked for my benefit. She was squirming and moaning in pleasure. From her lips I heard her slur , "Marc, now! Fuck me now!" With that, he looked back at me, my eyes bulging out of their sockets. Then, he entered her slowly to her pleasured moans and tears came into my eyes. Her hands clasped his perfect black buttocks, pulling him in further. He fucked her for what seemed hours. Derek held me tightly , but made me watch. Finally, Julie came in loud moans and screams. The muscles flexed all over Marc's body as he came simultaneous with Julie's moans. He collapsed on her and she held him tightly for a moment, and then seemed to fall into a deep sleep.
Getting off Julie, Marc smiled and said: "Dude, what an awesome fuck! No offense dude. Everything we did, she asked to do. You heard her ask me to fuck her. I was only too happy to comply. Dude, how you can have any interest in guys with a piece of pussy like that for your own beats the hell out of me. But before you and Julie leave, you need to do me just one last favor dude. Lick Julie's juices off my cock man. She was all wet with excitement as soon as she got a look at me naked next to her. She's on the pill I hope? Cuz that was a fantastic orgasm, and if she's not on the pill, I bet she will wish she was."
Derek pushed my face into Marc's cock and I obeyed tasting the juices of Julie and Marc's passion.
Julie was still passed out after I dressed her. I carried her to the car and drove away from the nightmare I had created. The last thing Marc said to me was that I should be sure to be at the gym at the regular time again.
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