Chapter 38
"So you are the best?" Peter heard a voice behind him.
He turned around and his mouth dropped open.
A big strong black man with a big grin on his face was looking at him.
Peter managed a smile. "So they say."
"Good, because I'm looking for the best. Hi, I am Clifton".
Peter took the extended hand and shook it. "I'm Peter, how do you do."
"Can I offer you a drink?"
"Sure, a beer would be fine."
Clifton turned to the master ordering the drinks.
Gerard, who almost had to drag a very old man with him, quickly leant over to Peter. "Why are you always so lucky?"
"What do you mean?" Peter asked.
"I mean... a black guy! Believe me they are the best, they are huge. Hell, look at him! He is gorgeous, I'll give him money to fuck me! Look what I've got!" Pointing at the old man who steadied himself on Gerard's shoulder.
Peter almost laughed aloud as he saw Gerard pushing the old man up the stairs. Clifton placed a beer in front of him. "Cheers!"
"Cheers!" Peter said and held up his glass. He was not sure about this. Before he came to Amsterdam he had never seen a black man before, and even since he lived there he had only seen a few.
"Relax," Clifton said, "I'm just a regular guy who wants to have a bit of fun."
Peter did relax after taking a sip of his beer. "Well, then you are in the right place!"
"I do hope so!"
Peter took a closer look at this Clifton. He was handsome, maybe in his mid-thirties, he was broad shouldered and under his clothes he looked strong and muscular. His face was handsome and open.
"You never did it with a black guy before?"
"No, sorry. But I guess you are no different that other guys."
Clifton took a deep breath. "Wish that more people would say that."
"So, you're not local, where're you from?"
"Originally I'm from the US, but I am a sailor, now I work with a French company. We just brought the ship in from Norway, and tomorrow, after loading, we will sail back to Le Havre."
"Wow, you must've seen lot of the world then."
"Yeah, I have, but I love to come here. You know, it's different from all those other places, here I feel right at home."
"I know what you mean, I'm not from here either; you just can be yourself around here."
"Mmm baby, you are so right!" Saying that Clifton placed his hand on Peter's arm, feeling his biceps. "Boy, you do look good! Guess the other guy was right, saying you're the best."
Peter just smiled, somehow he liked this Clifton. He finished his beer and Clifton finished his too. "Do you want another one?" Peter asked.
Clifton laughed. "Sorry Peter... I guess your boss wants you to ask that, but I didn't come here to get drunk." Saying that he let his hand slide from Peter's arm over his shoulder and back to his ass.
Peter smiled. "So what do you think, shall we go upstairs after this beer?"
"I'd love that," Clifton replied. "After all, that's why I'm here."
Once in the room Clifton told Peter to get naked. Slowly Peter removed his shirt. Clifton did the same. Peter felt himself getting aroused as he saw the dark broad chest and perfect abs. Peter kicked off his shoes, Clifton followed. They both unzipped at the same time, and let their pants fall to the floor. Stepping out if them, they were only in their underwear, both of them already semi-hard.
They stared at each other's bulges. Clifton was the first to pull down his briefs. Peter couldn't believe what he saw: a big fat veiny black cock with two heavy egg sized balls. It reminded him of the bull at the farm.
Clifton stepped over to Peter, pressing his lips on to his, pushing his tongue deep into Peter's mouth. Peter opened up, sucking the tongue deeper in. With both of his hands Clifton pulled down Peter's underwear, freeing his now hard cock. They hugged closely, pressing their cocks together, grinding hard, as Clifton roamed his hands over Peter's ass.
Peter broke the deep kiss, he just had to lick those pecs and nipples. He moved his tongue over the smooth dark skin till he reached the left big nipple. He kissed it and licked it, teasing it with his teeth. It grew harder while Clifton moaned. He moved to the other one and did the same. With the nipple between his teeth he pulled, making Clifton groan louder. He pulled harder, making him gasp.
Clifton put his hands on Peter's shoulders, pushing him down on his knees.
For a moment Peter just sat admiring the beautiful big piece of meat. Clifton moved his hips from left to right, hitting Peter in the face with his monster cock, who opened his mouth trying to catch it.
"You want this cock, boy?"
Peter could only moan.
"Let me hear it!"
"Yes, I want your cock, Sir. I want it in my mouth!"
"Good!" Clifton grabbed his cock at the base and pushed it between Peter's lips. It was huge, so Peter gagged, but he wanted it, and relaxing his throat muscles he managed to get most of it in.
He reached for the balls and rolled them around in his hands; they were big and heavy. He sucked the black cock in deeper, sucking it and playing with his tongue around the glans. He tasted the steady stream of pre-cum and swallowed it. God, he just loved this cock. With his tongue he went around the shaft, sensing the thick veins running from the base to the head.
Clifton threw his head back and started to fuck Peter in the throat, locking his head, while he thrust his manhood back and forth, with his heavy balls hitting the boy's chin.
Finally Clifton withdrew and pushed Peter on his back on the bed. He lifted up his legs and spitted on Peter's opening; he smeared the dripping pre-cum over the head and placed his cock against Peter's ass. With a big smile on his face he pushed forward. Slowly he entered Peter's hungry ass. Peter closed his eyes as he felt the huge cock invading him. Hell, he had had many cocks shoved up his anus, but nothing like this one. To be honest it hurt, but at the same time it felt so fucking good. He lifted up his hips to meet Clifton's thrusts, reaching out for those two perfect big nipples, pulling at them, squeezing hard. He pulled Clifton's chest closer and lifted his open mouth to meet Clifton's full lips and tongue.
His cock was rock hard, his prostate was hit over and over again, and his cock leaked madly, making a pool of pre-cum on his belly. Just when he thought he would cum, Clifton pulled out and turned him around. Now on all fours, Clifton did not wait, but shoved his dripping cock right back in. Now he could penetrate him even deeper.
Clifton fucked him faster and deeper. It didn't take long before Peter cried out, and started to shoot all over the bed. Spurt after spurt landed on the sheets, his whole body flexed. For a moment he was afraid he would pass out. Behind him Clifton let out a deep groan, he too reached his climax, filling Peter's bowels with his hot cum, load after load. Then he collapsed on top of him. He kissed the back of Peter's neck, pulled out and rolled over.
While they both got back their breath, their hands couldn't stop touching each other's chests.
"Wow," Clifton said, "That was amazing. You certainly are the best!"
Peter smiled. "So are you!" He took Clifton's flaccid cock into his hand and squeezed it a bit. He bent over and took it into his mouth, licking off the last drops of his cum. To his surprise he felt it react, growing a bit harder again. He tugged at the balls and Clifton's cock grew harder and harder. It reached full erection in Peter's mouth.
"Yeah baby, I have been at sea for too long, without any sex," Clifton grinned.
Peter moved on top of Clifton and took his hard cock in his hand. He lowered himself on his now hard cock, letting himself drop till he felt Clifton's pubes ticking his flesh. He rode him fast, he wanted to feel that hot sperm deep inside him again. Clifton met his moves, pushing his hips up, fucking Peter hard and fast, until they both climaxed at the same time, Clifton shooting his hot sperm again deep into Peter, and the boy spraying his white cum all over the black belly and chest.
Once downstairs, they said goodbye. Gerard hurried over. "Wipe that smile off your face!" he said with a laugh.
Peter grinned, "You were so right! I probably can't sit down for a few hours... or days."
"Fuck, why are you always the lucky one! Hell, my hand is still numb, he couldn't get hard. After half an hour of wanking him, he finally shot his load. Can you believe that, cumming while still soft."
Before Peter could react the door opened and Richard showed in two middle aged businessmen. The master invited them to the bar and asked what they would like to drink. At the same time he mimed to Gerard and Peter to come over.
"I just want to rest a bit," Peter said to Gerard, but looking around he saw they were the only two available.
"Yeah me too," Gerard replied, "Sometimes I think: why do we even bother to get dressed..."
With a big smile on their faces they approached the two gentlemen. They returned the smile and offered them both a drink.
The master was pleased as both Peter and Gerard asked for a Scotch, which in Peter's case was more water than Scotch. They engaged in some small talk as the four of them drank.
"Another round, gentlemen?" the master asked hopefully.
"No, I don't think so," one of the businessmen answered, looking at his watch. He placed a hand on Peter's thigh and gave it a few squeezes. "What would you say, Carl, let's do what we came here for."
"I totally agree, Casper."
"Of course Sir," the master said. "You can pay to me and the boys will show you to the rooms."
"Fine... No, wait, I think we want one room. I would like to see how Carl will fuck this nice young ass!" His hand landed hard on Gerard's ass, while his other hand gave Peter's crotch a good squeeze.
"Sure, no problem. The price will be the same, as you both very well know."
"No problem!" Casper got up and drew his wallet.
Peter and Gerard looked at each other; they never had done this before. "Very well, let's do it quickly then, I want to go home," Peter whispered to Gerard. With a professional smile he held the door open for the men to go upstairs.
Before they were into the room Casper had already gotten his erection out of his fly and was slowly stroking his medium sized dick.
Good, Peter thought, he already started.
When they entered to room, Peter turned and said: "Oh, Sir, what a beauty!" while he reached for the cock.
"Yes boy, you like it, don't you!" Casper replied. "Come on, Carl, let's get yours out." He pushed Peter down to his knees and rubbed his cock over Peter's face.
Carl grinned and let his trousers drop, revealing a bigger and thicker cock than Casper's. Carl looked a bit displeased when Gerard, without any encouragement, dropped to his knees and started sucking.
"That's it Carl, fuck that boy's mouth." Casper took his own cock by the base and rammed it into Peter's mouth. "Suck it, boy, suck it all the way in." He pushed his forward while he started to remove his shirt. "Is your cocksucker any good?" he asked Carl.
Carl only grunted.
Peter sucked harder and tugged at the balls.
"Fuck, yes!" Casper moaned, grabbing Peter's free hand and moving it up over his grey haired belly to his nipples.
Peter squeezed the man's nipples, first pulling hard on the left and then the right.
Casper pulled out his cock and slapped Peter in the face with it. "You like my cock, boy?"
Peter nodded and stuck out his tongue to prove it.
"Let me hear you then!"
"Sir, I love your cock, one of the best! Please let me suck it!"
Casper grinned and pushed his cock back in again, slapping his balls against Peter's chin. Once more he pulled out and rammed it back in. Casper laughed aloud. "See that Carl, he loves it, he wants it deep in his face!"
Carl didn't react, too busy with his own pleasure.
Peter was pushed away. "Get naked, it's time to fuck! You too!" he said to Gerard. The boys got undressed and so were the two men. "On all fours!"
Peter and Gerard obliged.
"Now we're going to show these two how to fuck properly. Come on, Carl, let's give it to them."
Peter felt his cheeks being spread, the warm head rubbing in his crack. He looked at Gerard and gave him a wink. "Oh yes Sir, that feels so hot, please fuck me. I want your cock, plough me, please, hard and fast, Sir, I need it!"
Gerard looked away, too afraid he would burst out laughing. He let out a groan as Carl pushed his cock into him.
"You hear that, Carl, the bitch is begging for it."
Peter felt the cock entering him without any problem, as his ass was still stretched because of Clifton's monster. He started to moan and encouraged Casper to fuck him harder and faster.
"You really like my cock, don't you!"
"Mmm..." Peter replied, looking over to Gerard who, with his eyes closed, was wanking his own hard cock.
The fucking intensified. Casper fucked him harder and faster, and he could hear the moaning get louder with every thrust the man made. Next to him both Carl and Gerard were moaning and groaning aloud. He too started to moan louder, and when he could feel the cock in his ass swelling up, he cried out he wanted to feel Casper's hot cum in his ass.
"Oh hell yes!" Casper shouted. He plunged his cock all the way in and emptied his balls, filling Peter's ass with his hot seed. Casper collapsed on top of him, pushing him right into the bed.
When Carl was about to cum, Casper pulled out and sat up, laying his hand on Carl's ass, pushing him deeper into Gerard. Carl threw his head back and unloaded. Gerard let out too, shooting his load into his jerking hand and over the sheets.
The men got up and started to dress. Casper pulled out his wallet and threw some coins on the bed.
"Thanks," both Peter and Gerard said.
"Gerard, do you mind showing our guests out? I'm a bit tired, I just need a couple of minutes."
Casper grinned, and pulled his wallet again, tossing Peter a few extra guilders. "You see, Carl, that's the effect I have."
Gerard walked to the door and held it open. "Please Sirs, I'll walk you downstairs."
"Yes, but mine did cum. I mean, I made him cum!" Carl said.
"Eh, yeah, eh.... Well of course he did cum, he saw me fucking that guy. I guess that must have done it for him."
Peter closed his eyes, he just wanted to sleep a bit. Just when he was dozing off, Gerard came back upstairs.
"Well, we can go home now, there is nothing much to do downstairs. All the boys are there, Hans is the only one still working, and Paul is giving a client a blowjob in the parlour. Come on, let's go!" With that he slapped Peter's ass.
"Fine," Peter answered, to get up and put his clothes back on. "Gerard, you're absolutely right about black men, they are the best! Fuck, my ass still hurts."
"Man, you're so lucky. Thank God Carl showed up this evening, otherwise I wouldn't have had any fun."
"First I had a tourist from Norway or Sweden, big and blond, a great looking guy! The moment we were in the room, I kissed him and squeezed his crotch. I could feel a nice dick inside, but he creamed his pants the moment I touched him. Sure, easily earned, but one wants to have a bit of fun too."
"Then there was that old man. Hell, it took ages to get him upstairs. He just wanted me to rub my body over his. God, it looked so old, so wrinkled. I do hope I don't look like that when I grow older. All the time I was jerking, well, not really, because he couldn't get hard, but after an hour, an hour I tell you, he managed to spurt. It was all watery, and he wasn't even hard!"
Outside they said goodbye. For the last time Peter walked to Aunt Leonora. Tomorrow morning he would pack his clothes and move to his own apartment. A new chapter in his life.