Chapter 5: Getting Down to Business
When I got back to my hotel, I was still in my sexual high. I walked in the lobby and noticed
Jerome at the desk giving me an evil look as I walked by. I turned away quickly but I still felt his eyes piercing through me like a laser. When I made it back to my room, I took off all of my clothes and laid on the bed.
I reeked of sex. I think I had about seven or eight different smells of cologne on me from Tayshawn, the 50 plus men I served in the bathroom, and from the Professor and his family. I did a lot more then I had done a long time, I was proud of myself.
I glanced over at the clock seeing that it said 11:30. Thats when I remembered Deshawn.... actually his oversized dick came to mind first....
I heard the door knock interrupting my thoughts. I go up to the door and peak out the peep hole seeing someone I was not expecting. He knocked again, but I quickly rushed to put on a robe before opening up.
"Hello, are you Mr. Tyler James?" The man had a heavy french accent. He was dark skinned, tall , and he had a bald head. A beautiful older stud.
"Yes I am, how can I help you?" I say politely.
"I was sent to tell you that I will be your new server for the evening." He said.
That bastard.... He chickened out on me, and I really wanted that big cock to end the night with.
"Okay." I say not knowing what else to say.
"If you need anything tonight, and I mean i anything i0 you can let me know... My name is Mudzingwa. But you can call me Z for short."
His hint for sex was so obvious it was funny. He was old enough to be my father maybe grandad... he had to be in his late fifties or so, but that would never stop me from getting the one thing I loved the most. I just hoped he could get it up and stay up....
"Alright Z. Actually I could use your help with the shower." I say making up a lie. "I was having trouble turning it on."
"No Problem, I got it for you sir." He said with enthusiasm.
I turned around and walked to the bathroom and watched him walk over to the shower. His ass pressed up against his pants when bent over giving me a nice view of him. The guy might be old but he looked to have a pretty defined body under his uniform.
"So where are you from Z, I noticed you have a pretty heavy accent." I ask.
"I am from Zimbabwe, Africa, but I lived here in America for almost five years." He said.
His thick accent was really turning me on.
"Well I really like your accent. Its really...."
The sound of the shower turned on interrupting me. He stood up and turned around to face me.
"Thank You... Z" I say slowly staring into big brown eyes.
"No problem.... where I'm from, boys like you... are rare." He said walking closer to me.
"Beautiful white skin..." He reached his big rugged dark hand up touching my chest that was opened out of the robe, feeling me, then moving over to my nipples.
"Beautiful Green Eyes." He went on playing with my nipples.
"Beautiful pink lips..." With his other hand he slid his fingers across my lips. I opened my mouth and his index went in my mouth.
I could hardly stand his seducing anymore, I needed this old sexy man to fuck me. I closed my eyes and let out a little moan. His deep tempting voice was just enough to bring my high back.
"I know what you want white boys." He whispered to me. He was so close to me, his breath is in my face.
"I already know my place....sir." I whisper back to him. The hand that was on my nipples reached around to my ass and squeezed it.
"Oh my God." I say. His big hand completely cupped one side of my ass.
"Mmmm... And the most perfect thick ass I've ever felt." He said.
My mind went into overdrive, I wasnt even thinking straight.
"Please sir give me what I want." I beg.
"Tell me what you want boy." He whispered in my ear. He held onto my ass tighter making me squeal.
"Fuck, I need that big black dick in me." I managed to say.
"Tell me again. I love hearing you tell me. Where do you want me to put it?" He asked.
"Please put it in my ass.... fuck me with your big fucking cock... I need it." I say
"Why do you need it?" He ask.
"Because Im a fucking slut.... a black cock slut. Please give me what I want." I beg
"This is not what you want... This is what you need... slut." He whispered.
"It smells like you've been with a few men already..."
"I'm sorry sir, Ill take a shower if you want me too." I say cutting him off.
"Nooo... Noo... No.... I like you just like this. Used.... like a dirty whore...... How many loads you took up that tight white ass?" He asked.
"I don't know sir... Maybe four... today?" I say.
"Just four? A cute young boy like you should be getting way more then four." He said.
"I know sir, Im sorry." I say.
"I should take you back to my country, those men would NEVER leave this ass empty. They will keep this ass full and satisfied at all times. They love white boys where I'm from." He said.
"I bet they do sir." I say.
After a long silence with him just exploring my oh-so-turned on body, he says.
"How about we take this to the bedroom. I wanna take my time with this ass."
I shook my head and he backed away from me. I walked out to the bed and sat down and looked up to the tall black man looking down at me with a pleasing smile. I would love for this man to be my daddy!....
He slowly stripped off his clothes and what came out was an amazing fat black cock. My mouth filled with saliva, growing hungry for him. He picked up his big dick and waved it at my face. Teasing me, putting me a trance.
"I see you drooling Mr. James." He said. "Is this what you want?" His big dick moved closer to me. I reached up and grabbed his big thick cock in my hand and squeezed it. The big veins that coarsed through his shaft pulsed in my hand. The heat coming from him was intense.
"Put it in your mouth." As I heard his demand, a strange voice appeared in my mind saying, "Excuse me sir." I looked up to my Master of the night and his lips worded out excuse me sir but it wasnt his voice. "What the hell...." My masters face soon dissolved into a white mans face.
FUCK!!! I was dreaming... about last nights events...
"Excuse me sir, I think I have this seat." I woke up from my high and pulled my ticket out of my pants pocket. He was right. I apologized anf moved a seat over next to the window......
I relaxed my head on the pillow the flight attendant gave me and stared out the window. I stared at the city of Atlanta from the distance and smiled. As much as I hated to leave the city behind, I had to fix my career.
It seemed like as soon as I closed my eyes, the four and half hour flight turned into a two minute flight back to L.A.
I waved down a cab and he drove me back to my place within thirty minutes. I was glad to be home, but already I was missing Atlanta.
Quickly thinking of Quinn, I immediately got on my computer and spent a few hours editing my resume. After while I was getting horny again. The thought of being with Quinn again was really getting to me. I just had to get off again.
I went into my bedroom and pulled out my trunk full of porn and searched for my idol Justin. I found his video "Justin Does Chicago" and put it on. I stripped quickly and laid on my bed. In no time, my ears and eyes were treated to the loud trash talking of four black men that were filling every tight hole he had.
It was a beautiful sight seeing him riding two cocks and the other two cocks both raping his little throat. I grabbed the lotion and immediately started jacking off.
I had to give props to the camera man. The guy knew how to do close ups of his sexy white ass stuffed full of juicy black dick, and the camera did some nice shots of his beautiful youthful face feeding on those big cocks.
His moans were addictive, hungry, and satisfied. When he looked up to his masters. His big blues eyes showed right then and there that he was enjoying everything that was happening to him at the moment.
Like the pro slut he is, he worked his on up and around those big dicks. The men filling him complemented his nasty actions, calling him every degrading name in the book. He smiled at the camera loving letting his audience (me) know that they were right.
My dick was harder then a rock... a diamond rock. It was burning hot and my balls were aching to explode.
I fast forward a little to get to the best part. Justin's signature was to lay in a bath tub and have all of his men cum on him and after they finished, he basically bathed in there hot cum, totally OWNING himself to the men that just took him.
Justin's dirty mouth egged them on, telling them to cover his white body with there thick black man see, and how much he needed to bathe in there essence. Justin had an amazing way with words. His sexy, arrogant smile said it all too.
One by one each guy spilled there hot loads all over Justin's athletic body and he slowly rubbed his whole body up with there cum. He covered his hair all the way down to his feet until he was big white pasty mess.
Most people would think this dude was fucked up... but for me this was as hot as it gets! At the end of every gangbang he individually thanks his Masters for sharing there precious loads with him and gave there dick heads one last kiss before the screen ended.
By that time I had already shot my load past my head onto the wall, and I was exhausted just from looking at those two scenes and that scene lasts for a good fifteen minutes.
Just watching him really got me motivated to meet with Quinn and Rufus tomorrow, I knew I was going to have trouble sleeping tonight.... --------------------------------------
I was on the road, hoping to God that these Mapquest directions to his Studio were correct.
When I got up this morning Darius made contact with me and sent me Rufus's number. When I talked to Rufus, he immediately remembered me and was excited to know that I was interested in working with them. I was so happy to hear from him. Unfortunetly Quinn couldn't make it to the phone so I couldn't hear his sexy voice.
It was about a twenty minute ride to the Studio and when I got there I wasnt surprised to see that the place was pretty small. It was a nice size though for a company thats just starting out.
When I walked in, I was greeted to a male secretary sitting at his desk. He looked really familiar, like one of the guys I messed around with back at KU. He was a small, clean cut cute black man, kinda what you'd expect to see at a front desk of an office.
"Hello." I say politely and with a smile.
"Are you Tyler James?" He asked sounding kinda feminate.
I shook my head and said yes. He looked me up and down and smiled. "Come with me, Quinn is expecting you."
I followed him down this nice little hallway. I noticed his ass switching in his pants, it was obvious he was doing this on purpose. I would love to break the ice and tell him that Im a total bottom like him, but I was sure he wouldnt believe me.
He directed me to Quinn's office and he knocked on his door. "Marion send him in." The voice from the otherside of the door said. "Go ahead... oh and..." Marion reached in his suit pocket and pulled out a card. "Call me whenever you want... Your cute." he said then walked away. I should have told him ......
"Well, well, WELL!" Quinn shouted as I walked through the door. "If it isn't King University's Biggest Slut that just walked through my door!"
The largest smile appeared on my face seeing him again. "Hi Quinn! I missed you so much!!" I shouted.
That stud of a man walked over to me and did something I never thought he'd do. He grabbed my head and forced me to kiss him. I was completely stunned but I accepted his kiss. Feeling his lips up against mine was indescribable... it was perfect!
He backed away from and took a good look at me. I did the same checking out his body unfortunately covered up by his black suit. But the first three buttons of his suit were opened enough to see his muscled up chest.
"Wow you still look amazing Quinn." I say. "Hell the fuck yeah I do. That aint neva changed." he said.
Obviously his arrogance was still intact and it hasn't a changed a bit. But I've grown to appreciate it.
"You still a black cock whore like always?" He asked.
Why wasn't I surprised that this was his first question to ask me?
"Well yeah, but only for the last twenty four hours." I say.
He gave me a puzzled look then laughed.
"Bitch, stop that lyin'. Now we both know that you cant live without black dick up in this pussy." He said.
"No actually its the truth. I didn't get any dick for a year... or maybe longer then that until yesterday."
"What happened yesterday that made you quote on quote get back in the game?" He asked still sounding like he didn't believe me.
"King University had a reunion yesterday... and you know..."
"Yeah I know... Too many niggaz in one spot was too much for you huh?" He said.
I laughed, "Yeah I guess so."
"Well thats good... because me and Rufus gotta nice offer for you that we both know you'll like." He said.
"Where is Rufus by the way?" I asked.
"He's in a meeting right now with a few business men, but I figured it be better if I told you how it all goes down.... Since I am the one that turned you into a whore in the first place..... Sit down boy." he said.
I did as he said and waited for the verdict.
"So a few weeks ago I found out about this new kid in the porn business. I saw some of his shit on the net and this kid is fuckin' whore. I mean bigger then you." He said.
"Are you talking about Justin?" I say.
"Yeah that's that bitches name!" He said excitedly. "Yeah that kid was doing it like no other! I mean you really got some competition on you."
My heart kinda sunk from his comment. "Yeah... I know."
"But you know we can always fix that." Quinn said noticing my sadness.
"See what Rufus and I planned to do, is make you bigger and better then Justin. I wanna make you a household name like Ron Jeremy." We both laughed at this comment.
"That will never happen." I say.
"Fuck yeah it can!... And it will." He said getting up from his seat.
"See what Justin don't have is the connections. And what I mean by connections is... Celebrity Status."
"Wait... you know other celebrities?" I asked.
"LL Cool J is my second cousin... Shemar Moore is close friend of mine, Ludacris is related to Rufus some way. I know Will Smith's publicist..."
"Will Smith!?" I shouted. That was enough for me!!
"You like Will Smith? Good. I know tons of niggas." He said. "We can make you in competition with Justin in the beginning just to get your name out there, but once its gets stiff, then we'll start pulling out the celebrities and the shake things up real good. So good... in fact that all the straight men will be out there buyin' this shit just to see whose better." He said.
I had to laugh at that one! "Alright now Quinn, thats a little too out there for me but whatever you say..."
"Naw I'm serious. You turned a lot straight niggas back in school into ass since you had them.... including me. That secretary Marion... thats me and Rufus's bitch since we moved up here." He said.
Suddenly jealousy came over me. He was fucking Quinn instead of me!!
"But don't worry, he's good... but he can't compare to you." He said. The smile crawled right back on my face again hearing those words.
"...And that's why me and Rufus need you... to make this company money, and you show the world what you do best." He said.
He was right in every way. My career wasn't taking off at all and this was just what I needed to put my name out there... on top of that being in competition with Justin! Nothing was better then that.
"Alright Quinn, lets do it." I say. "I'll do whatever you want, you can count on me."
"Great, I have agreements and contracts I want to sign but first, I gotta get what I've been wantin' to get for too damn long." He said.
I knew exactly what that meant and man I was more than willing to give it to him.
"Take those fuckin' clothes off and get on this desk." he demanded.
I did exactly what he asked, in a second I was in my birthday suit and sitting on his desk.
"Whoa, boy you really filled out since the last time..." he said looking me up and down. "You been workin' out?"
"Just for the movie, but I havent been to the gym since, but I can use a work out from you." I say.
"I know... now lay your head back on over the desk so I can fuck your face." he demanded.
When I laid back I was face to face with his amazing 11 incher that I almost forgot about.
He laid it on my face and said, "Smell it.... Remember that smell... Bitch."
I hummed yes.
"That's what a real man smells like... I know you didnt forget it." Quinn said.
His big, veiny, uncut, black cock rubbed all over my face, feeling it pulse and grow larger. I cant believe this was the cock that took my virginity for the first time!
"Take it in your fuckin' mouth slut!" He demanded.
In no time my mouth opened wide and that big snake slid its way down my throat. It was like old times again, I missed this big cock!!
"Thats it you white fuckin' whore!" He shouted. "Eat it!... Take that fuckin' shit down your throat!"
His words like music to my ears! It only got my blood flowing and my urge to make this Nubian Prince to cum filled my brain.
He force fed me deep spreading my throat open wide, he fucked my mouth like it was his pussy. Quinn was reclaiming his ownership of my mouth and my ass was next.
As soon as that thought crossed my mind, he demanded that I turn over and show him my ass. I did so, and took a nice look at what was presented to him.
"Look at that! And that ass keeps gettin' fatter too! Just how I want my bitches!" he said excitedly.
"Please fuck me Quinn! I want that dick so bad!" I beg and moan.
"Yeah I know you do, spread it for me." He said.
When I did I felt his big dick head press against my hole and I opened up letting him in. It was so painful, I couldnt help but to shout and yell a few times. I hoped no one else could hear us....
"Shut up and take it! Dont act like its your first time!" He said.
His dick dug deeper inside me until finally he had it all in me. It felt like a baseball bat was lodged from my ass into my stomach. He slowly moved in and out first making sure I got used to it, but then he heard my cries turn into moans forcing him fuck me me harder.
"Yeah there's the muthafuckin' bitch that I know!! Takin' daddy's dick he suppose to!" He shouted.
"Oh fuck!" I yelled. "Fuck me good Quinn! Use my pussy! Make it yours daddy!"
"You bet Imma make this pussy mine again!" he shouted back.
His waist slammed up against my ass roughly, taming my ass once again. He pulled my hair, forcing me to lean up against him so we were close together. His breath was on the back of my neck and I moan for him like his little bitch. I couldnt have been in better place....
"Please cum in Daddy! Load me up with that hot load!" I say.
"Hell yeah bitch talk to me! Beg for it!" he said in my ear still raping me from behind.
"Your the King daddy, own this white bitch! Make me your fuckin' cum dump, trashy fuckin' whore!" I yelled.
He laughed and said, "That's what I wanna hear!"
He took one last rough plunge deep inside me. He held onto me tight and I could feel his dick pulse inside of me. He was dumping his load... DEEP. I could feel the warmth of his seed filling me up.
I was in heaven at the moment and I never wanted to leave!
To Be Continued...