The three-alarm warehouse fire had summoned our small, residential company of one fire truck, one rescue vehicle, and four firemen in the middle of the night. By the time the fire was under control, our rescue squad had returned, showered, and gone home, replaced by the next shift. My shift partner (Steve) and I returned to the station an hour later.
Having been assigned only this week to the Jefferson Firehouse, I didn't know anyone well. I was the only black man at the station on any shift, but that didn't seem to be a problem for any of my co-workers. Of course, being 6'4" and 220 pounds, no one was going to mess with me, anyway.
Steve parked the truck and turned the keys over to the next shift to clean. After we cleaned our personal gear, we headed for the station's double showers. As I adjusted the water mixture for the right temperature, the alarm sounded. I raced from the shower and grabbed my clothes only to be reminded by a soapy Steve that the next shift would respond. "You're off duty, Sport."
I grinned sheepishly, feeling like the old fire-horse, pulling on the harness at the sound of the alarm. "Thanks for the reminder," I said.
Steve smiled back at me, appraising me openly. My glistening black, well- muscled body was one that I'd worked to keep in shape. He noticed and commented on my conditioning. I thanked him, returning my clothes to the bench.
"DAMN!" he smiled. "I wish I had a dick that big!"
My exposed manhood arching over my bull nuts, smacked loudly against my left quad as I'd turned back toward him. I looked hard at him, wondering what his game was. I'd been teased most of my life about my big, black anaconda. The other boys called me deformed and the girls said I was TOO big for them. I still carried some of the emotional scars from those early teenage taunts.
Then, I'd discovered men who appreciated it and even praised it. As a gay man, I found it to be an asset, not the liability it seemed to be in high school. Was Steve part of this latter group or from the straight group that secretly was envious of my hose?
I decided to test him. "Don't you think you'd look kinda strange with a black dick hangin' over your white nuts?"
Steve laughed heartily. "For something that big, I'd risk it,' he rejoined.
"You're not exactly tiny yourself, Steve," I observed giving a nod to his expanding, lengthening, pink dick.
"This small thing?" he said grabbing his hardening dick and waving it at me. "I'll bet when you get that big thing hard," he continued, "it must be enormous." He paused. "Hell, it's already as big as mine when I get hard!"
I knew that was an exaggeration. He was easily over 8" now and still growing. If I kept up with this banter, I'd be a LOT bigger than him when mine stretched out to a full 12.5".
"I'm sure you're bigger than that," I remarked stepping back into the shower. He returned to the adjoining shower, but kept up the banter.
"Damn!" he said again. "I'll bet you have people staring in envy of that big thing all the time."
"It used to be pretty awful," I admitted. "Especially, in high school." I related my taunted past.
"Ah, they were just jealous," Steve pointed out.
""Maybe."
"Or they wanted to play with it," he muttered.
"I've been approached more than once, Steve, with just that on their minds."
"Yeah? Whatcha do about it?"
"I was repulsed at first, because it was guy's, but the girls were even more cruel about it. But, then, I figured, what the hell. A good blowjob or a tight piece of hot ass never hurt anyone." My dick rose at the recollection of some of my earliest sex with a couple of guys in high school. Both gave me good blowjobs, but they really excelled at getting fucked hard and deep.
My salacious dance down "memory lane" was halted by Steve asking, "How about this hot piece of ass?" I turned toward the shower door to see Steve bent over, exposing his pink, winking asshole. My already hardening dick jerked to full attention. Steve looked over his shoulder. "I knew it would be a really big one, Tyler." He grinned.
I turned off my shower and completely opened the glass door. "You're serious, aren't you?"
"I'm always serious when I have a chance at a huge cock like yours, Ty." He bent over, again. "You gonna fuck me or just look at my hot ass?"
"You got any...?" I started.
"Right here," he interrupted, knowing what my question was. "I always have a big condom available for just such a BIG occasion," he said, handing me the foil packet.
His beautiful butt beckoned me. I've always been an easy target for a muscular, male ass like Steve's. I bent down and kissed one ass cheek, then, the other. "Yeah, nice ass, Steve," I smiled, licking up his ass trench to his tailbone. "You sure you're up for taking this big piece up your ass?"
He checked me, again, and smiled. "Well, I'll need lube for sure. I've taken big ones before, but not recently and NOT that big." He turned and stroked my long, thick hose. "DAMN! This is so fuckin' BIG! I gotta get fucked by it. I'll be right back." He grabbed his towel, holding it in front of him to hide his thick and long erection. Dashing to his locker, he retrieved lube and rushed back. His smiling face returned to the shower, his towel draped over his protruding dick as though it were on a hanger.
"You sure you can handle this, Man?" I asked again. "So few can."
"It won't be the easiest thing I've ever done, but I know I can do it. Hungry bottoms like me love a challenge like you," he laughed. "You got a boyfriend?"
"No, you in the market?" I leered.
"Maybe," he evaded.
"Maybe?"
"I don't have a boyfriend, but I don't wanna put pressure on the moment thinking you might be husband material and I might be the hot fuck you've always wanted," he cautioned. "Besides, working together could be a problem even for fuck buddies. Let's just go for the present and see what happens."
"Okay," I agreed as he sank to his knees and kissed my plum-sized, black, mushroom dickhead. The contact made it jerk, leaving an upward trail of precum from his lips to his hairline over his right eye.
"It likes me," he laughed. "Nice tasting precum. I know your jizz has to be even better," he praised, rolling my big bull nuts in his right hand. Grabbing the base of my prick with is left, he directed my throbber to his mouth, again. He captured it between his lips and sucked hard, lashing it with his wet tongue as more of my black rod disappeared between his sucking lips.
Although he couldn't get my monster down his throat (no one ever had because it's so thick), he sure tried. Tears came to his eyes as he tried to open his throat enough to swallow the big head, but failed repeatedly. But, it still felt good to have someone try to squeeze my fat dick down his gullet.
But, he admitted defeat and backed off. "Like I said, gotta get fucked by this beauty. I can't swallow it."
"It still felt good, Steve," I assured him. "Let's see if I can do better on your big one." On my hands and knees, I licked at his swollen, unclipped member, loving the velvety smoothness of the leaking head and hard shaft. I nuzzled his hairy nuts, inhaling the soapy scent of his gonads. As I returned to sucking on his stiff dick, running my tongue along his retracted foreskin, I remembered that the squad was out, responding to the last alarm. "Let's find a bed and fuck!" I suggested, kissing my way up his cobblestone abs to his hairy pecs.
Steve looked panicked, then, remembered the squad was gone, too. "I thought you'd never ask," he laughed. Pulling me along by my thick butt-stretcher, we moved to the closest bed. He flopped on to the bed on his back, raised his legs, pulled his knees into his broad chest, and exposed his winking, pink, back door. His butt pointed up, nearly rolling himself up on his shoulders. This man wanted to be fucked!
"You got a great ass, Man! You sure you can handle this?" I warned again, slapping my wet dickhead against his left butt cheek.
"Just take it slowly. I know I can do it," he smiled, mesmerized by the black anaconda, now rubbing against his butthole.
"Would it help you relax if I did this?" I grinned, leaning over and spearing his hungry asshole with my tongue.
"Oh, FUCK! Yeah, Buddy! FUCK! Love being rimmed!" And he did. His hot ass quivered at each touch and lick of my tongue. He pulled his butt cheeks farther apart to get me in deeper. When that didn't get him what he seemed to need, he grabbed my head and pushed me hard into his eager asshole. My tongue darted deeper, reaching toward his prostate (which I knew I couldn't reach, but the effort was well worth it to Steve). "Damn! That feels so fuckin' GOOD! You gotta fuck me, Ty! I really wanna feel that monster deep in my ass."
He handed me the condom packet. I rolled it on quickly and positioned myself over him, pushup style. My thick cock pressed against his tongue-opened butthole and slipped inside, being engulfed three inches. "FUCK! BIG fucker! Damn! Give me a second to relax more," he begged. "So fuckin' BIG!" A few seconds ticked by. I didn't move, except to lean in and gently kiss him on the lips. He exhaled slowly, relaxing and welcoming me deeper. His hands crept around my hips and cupped my big bubble ass. One hand slid down my ass trench and tugged on my big nuts. "I hope the condom can hold all the cum you're gonna squirt up my ass," he grinned. "You got big balls to go with that monster dick."
"All the better to BREED your ass," I growled, forcing more inches deeper into him.
"Fuck! You're BIG!" he moaned, but didn't push me away or ask me to stop. On the contrary, his hands on my big ass urged me deeper. Finally, I hit bottom. Steve sure knew how to take dick! I jerked inside him, throbbing and swelling larger. "Yeah, that's it. I wanna feel it ALL, Fucker!" I pulled out, leaving only the big head inside him.
"You like a nice, long fuck or a short, brutal one?"
"Both!" he smiled. "Long-dick my ass, until you get close to cumming. Then, hammer me and use my ass as your personal cum squirting hole." I grinned at his idea. I could do that!
My foot-long breeding stick loved his tight, white ass. My nuts were already boiling, threatening to blow soon. I kept the pace slow, using long, deep strokes to pleasure both of us. Steve pulled my face down for another deep, soulful kiss. "You're a great kisser, too," he beamed. Then, he started milking my dick as no man ever had.
"You want me to cum in your ass, doncha Steve?" He grinned and nodded. "I'll bet you get all the men who fuck you to cum on command."
"Most of them," he admitted, slapping his hard dick against my abs with loud splats, leaving precum, pecker tracks. "I hope you're getting close," he groaned. "If I stroke my dick, I'll cum for sure." I batted his hand away from the base of his dick, pulled out to leaving just the head of my dick up his ass and bent over as far as I could. The wet head of his dick slipped easily between my lips. "AH, FUCK! FUCK!" he groaned. His hands went from my ass to the back of my head, begging me to suck him off. I felt his body jerk and his nuts tighten. My tongue lashed and sucked on his sensitive cockhead as my hips thrust forward. "FUCK!" he shouted again, and I tasted sweet dick cream squirting to the back of my throat. I sucked another inch into my mouth as I withdrew almost all of my cock from his milking asshole. More cum poured from his dick as he flailed and jerked beneath me. His hands had moved again to my ass, pulling me deeper. My climax rapidly overwhelmed me. I buried my dick-sword to the hilt and blasted a long creamy rope of jizz, accompanied by a silent scream. The only thing on my male mind was fucking. The memory of sucking a nice dick and swallowing cum was only a memory. I had to cum and BREED the hole I was fucking!
Jets of my ball honey shot into the condom as I pounded his hungry ass. He stroked his dick feverishly, squirting out his last ropes of juice. Steve released his grip on his spent rod and pulled on my erect nipples. I hammered and pounded his ass even harder, fucking down into his raised ass, my mouth hanging open as my hips continuing thrusting. I hadn't fucked a man this hard in years and I was enjoying my chance to fuck ass with all the stops pulled out to maximum. The extra stimulation on my nipples only made me cum and fuck harder.
Finally, my dick stopped firing, but it was so good to be this deep in an eager ass like Steve's that I kept fucking for another two minutes (admittedly, at a slower pace) as I kissed him meaningfully. "You're the best fuck I've had in many years," I sighed, pulling my thick, long dick from his well-fucked butthole.
I rolled the condom off my inflated dick, but Steve grabbed it from me. "Fair is fair," he smiled, upending the condom and draining the contents. "And I should clean this off for ya, too," he added, pulling my ass forward until my shrinking 9" of softening dick hung wetly over his face. Cleaning it off, he gently sucked on it, knowing that (like most men) it would be sensitive to the touch. However, his skills were excellent, even causing my dick to start rising again.
"You'll get fucked again, if you keep doing that," I cautioned.
"That's not much of a threat," he laughed. "You can fuck my ass anytime you need to unload these big nuts," he added, hefting my large, sagging gonads. "We'd best get cleaned up before the crew returns," he said, pulling me down for another, cum- tasting kiss.
We showered and dressed, leaving just as the fire crew returned.
I invited Steve home for an early breakfast that day five years ago. He hasn't left.
Comments to gymhunk@msn.com