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I was sitting on the couch, channel surfing. As usual, not a damn thing was on. But, that was pretty typical for that time of day. I worked an evening shift at the time, so I rarely watched tv. I got my phone out and started surfing the web. That always led to porn. I was massaging my dick to life when the doorbell rang.
I wasn't expecting anyone. I went to see who was paying me a visit. I was still shirtless when I opened the door. My pale skin, especially my shoulders, was covered in freckles. Curse of the ginger I suppose. When I opened the door, my dick started swelling. His dark skin nearly made his tats invisible. His goatee complimented his dreads. He stood a little taller than me.
"Hate to bother you, sir, but I'm here to renew your subscription to these magazines."
"I didn't know those were still a thing. Come on inside. It's burning up out there."
He accepted the invitation and brushed past me as he entered. I could smell his sweat. Fuck, I thought my dick would never go down after that.
"Have a seat. You want a beer?"
"Fuck yeah....I mean yes, please."
"Fuck yeah sounds better. I'll be right back."
I returned with his beer and sat across from him.
"I imagine the world of magazine sales can't be doing that great these days. What brought you into it?"
"Child Support. One of these days I'll learn to wrap it up," he said while grabbing his crotch. Which caused my eyes to fixate on that bulge.
"So what's up, man? You gonna subscribe to one of these?" He handed me a packet with dozens of choices.
"I don't have the money to be subscribing to something that's basically free online. But, I can help you out with something so that you don't really leave empty handed."
I turned my tv to porn. A white girl was getting gangbanged by a group of black men.
"That's what I'm talking about!" He was still rubbing his crotch.
I figured I'd give it a try. He looked horny enough. I walked over to him and got on my knees between his tan boots. He just stared at me for a sec. Then he smirked and unbuttoned his jeans. He pulled out his 7 inch, somewhat hard dick and used his other hand to push my head down on his dick. I could smell his sweaty balls as he pushed my nose into his pubes. He was growing in my mouth. He was getting hard as a rock while he fucked my face. He used his hands to show me the pace he wanted. I kept that pace after he removed his hands and started thrusting his hips into my face. For a little while I thought he might break my nose.
He pulled his cell phone from his pocket.
"Look up at me," he commanded. I did. He was either taking a pic or a video with his cell. At this point, I didn't care. All I could think of was how bad I wanted his cum.
He sipped on his beer while I slurped and choked on his big dick. Finally, after 10 or so minutes, and while watching that white slut getting it on tv, he shouted that he was about to nut. He pulled his dick out of my sore jaw and shot his huge load all over my face. I was about to start using my fingers to rake it into my mouth when he stopped me. He raised his cell again and took a pic of my cum covered face. "Ok. Now you can eat it."
He seemed to be sending text messages.
"Looks like you gonna be popular, today. There's 8 of us out here selling in the neighborhood. Some of my boys want that throat too."
He stood up and zipped up. I remained on my knees, with the taste of his cum in my mouth. I looked down to see the precum leaking through my shorts. My dick was still hard as a rock.
I watched that ebony god walk out the door. I was already missing his dick.
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