DAD'S GLORY by Jorge Alvarez
I received an email from a young fan: "Dear Grossao, I need your advice. I help my dad at his convenience store in a gas station. A few days ago, a nice black guy started to work as a security guard at the station. Several times a day he comes into our store to go to the restroom. By coincidence, every time the guard is inside, dad has to go to the loo. I tend the store for him. Then he starts taking longer and longer. The black guy too. When they come out, they have big grins on their faces. That makes me glad, to see my dad so happy, but I'm wondering if he has developed some sort of constipation, maybe he should see a doctor. The other day I closed the store in the evening, but daddy and the guard were still in the loo. So I went inside. I heard a strange sound, like heavy suction. Then I called dad and, before he answered, there was a loud pop, like a champagne bottle being uncorked. I asked dad if he was ok, he said yes in a muffled voice, I guess he had something in his throat. Then there was a loud metal click and dad left the stall. The black guy remained in his. Dad looked flushed. I'm sure he's not too well. What should I do Grossao?" I replied: "Dear young fan, I think your dad is ok. Not to worry. Maybe he just needs some rest. Don't you have an old relative, like a grandma, living far away? You could tell your dad that there was a call form the hospital, she's very sick and he has to go stay with her? It would be a little white lie. And then your dad would be away for some time and get the rest he needs. Do that, and when your dad leaves, do this: the next time the black security guard goes to the loo, close the store and go to your dad's stall. Say hello to him across the wall, and see what happens. Then tell me everything. xoxo, Grossao". A few days later I get his reply: "Dear Grossao, your advice was just great. Daddy was furious when he arrived at Grandma's place and she wasn't in the hospital but he stayed with her anyway, leaving me in charge of the store. And guess what, the next day when the black security guard came in, he was pissed off to learn that dad was away. Then we chatted a little and I found him really friendly, very very nice. And he's so tall, and strong. He made a huge impression on me. Then he went to the loo. I did as you told me. I closed the store and went to the restroom. I locked the stall and said hello. And then you won't believe what happened. There was a loud click and the big metal box of the toilet paper dispenser swiveled down! Suddenly there was this huge round hole on the wall. And on the other side, there he was, the black guy. All naked. I stared, bug eyed, because I have to tell you Grossao, his dick is ENORMOUS! I never imagined a penis could grow so big. And thick. Like a tree trunk or an obelisk of black granite standing fully erect, hard as a rock. The head, round like a mushroom, glistened, wet and slimy. The two huge balls hang low, almost to his knees. I couldn't see his face, of course, but he spoke softly to me, saying that I'm a very cute boy, that he likes me a lot, that his cock likes me too, and that I could play with his dick if I wanted. And I did. I really did. I reached my hands across the hole and he moved forward. My fingers touched the hot black rod and I shuddered. It felt so wonderful. He told me to pull the skin back and the big head jumped out, black as coal and just as hot. Then he told me to kneel down and lick the head. I licked and it tasted so good, a manly taste, it went to my head. I felt his power oer me. All I wanted was to please him. So I licked all over his hard meat, I kissed the throbbing veins, while I fondled his balls just as he told me to do. I was overwhelmed by a strong desire to eat his cock, to gulp it down, so I opened my mouth very wide and went down on him. But the head was too big. I had to take a deep breath, relax my jaw and try again. The black guy held my head and helped me, pulling my mouth open while he shoved his cock in my face. It worked! My mouth was now totally filled by the giant head of his dick. I felt it pushing against my tonsils and then the most awesome thing happened. It went down my gullet, and though I gagged and choked a little, soon I had my nose buried in his wiry black bush. I had the whole thing inside me. I had gulped it down just like I wanted. He moaned and grunted, I was glad that he seemed so pleased with me. Then he held my head fast, pulled his cock almost all the way out and pushed back in, to the hilt. I shaked all over, completely dominated by the powerful stud. My throat felt so stretched, overstuffed with cock, my tongue was crushed under the heavy black beast - yes, his dick was like a fierce leopard invading me, taking me over, devouring me, though I was the one devouring him. He increased his pace, like a piston in and out of my gullet, and I felt his balls tighten, his breath quicken, his grunts becoming louder. The first gush almost knocked me over. If he weren't holding my head so tight I would have hit the wall behind me. Then it came and came, the flood of hot man juice, pouring down my stomach, overflowing my mouth, drenching my shirt, smelling so strong of black male essence. I saw the stars, Grossao, I swear. It was the greatest moment in my life, so far. Then he told me to get up and turn around. His cock, now all greasy with cum, was still rock hard. Bend over, he said, grabbing me by the waist. I felt the giant ramrod between my thighs, then rubbing against my buttocks. Sweet boy ass, he said. Open those buns for me. I did. He rested the slimy head on my rosebud and pushed hard. I yelled in pain, piercing, terrible pain. He was in. I was being fucked by the black stud. No longer a virgin. And I loved it. The pain soon disappeared and I started to enjoy the sensation of a giant cock plowing my bowels. It felt like taking a good crap, only so much better. And with each thrust he went deeper, opening me up. I humped back to meet his thrusts. He moved like a pile driver, turning me intop putty. I felt so slutty, servicing the black fucker, I wanted to make him cum again, fill me with his seed. And he did, but this time my own cock shot at the same time, a huge load against the wall of the stall. I fell on the ground, drenched in cum, filled with jism, and I never felt so happy. It has been like this all day long, 24/7, Grossao, he's insatiable. Since I have to close the store so many times during the day, it's hurting business. I hope daddy won't be too mad at me when he comes back. I won't tell him about me and the black stud. It's our secret. But it's funny Grossao, how come dad didn't know about the glory hole? He never mentioned it to me... Or maybe... What do you think Grossao, is dad really constipated or when he stays for so long in the loo, is he... Oh, no!"
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