Winning Chocolate Jbalancier9@yahoo.com
Part 4
Laura woke up earlier than usual the following morning. The town was cutting a fallen tree and the sound of chain saws echoed through the open window. It wasn't a disturbing factor because she was about to get up anyway. She had plans with Madge to go house hunting.
I had the day off from work due to a subcontractor that wasn't able to show up. Everything was ready for them on the jobsite, but there was a one day's delay, which meant I wasn't needed this morning. And that really felt nice for a change.
"You might as well stay in bed Scott for another hour, since you're not expected at work" Laura said to me.
"Yeah, I should do that, only I have to locate special stone that a buyer requested. There are some places I should check out. I probably should get going too." I said
"I thought that was for later." She inquired
"It is for later, but the quicker I find and order it, the safer it will be."
"I was going to have cereal this morning, but since you're up I'll fix you breakfast. I have time."
"No, don't worry about it - I can find something." I replied
"Okay"
Laura had eaten breakfast and was about to go next door to meet with Madge. She dressed nicely in a bright color blazer with light grey pants. Color works for Laura and brings out certain energy where she glows around people. Not that she needs energy. She lathers with get-up-and-go, and is a very pretty lady. Okay, I'll admit it – we are a good looking couple and our kids reflect that.
Moments later, she and Madge pulled out of the driveway, went around the corner and disappeared down the street.
Eddie was scheduled for an advertising meeting with executives and left about 20 minutes before Madge and Laura.
I was still lying in bed. My cock was hard and my hand found it like a lost treasure. I kicked the sheet off from me and stretched out naked looking at the ceiling and airing my balls.
I hadn't cum in the last three days and my dick thought my hand must be broken. But I had a good reason for saving it. Only now with everybody gone, I was perplexed but hopeful. I wanted Eddie today – I just didn't know how to go about it.
After putting in an agonizing week on the job, I should be too dog-tired to be thinking about sex, but that never happens. All I wanted was a change of scene and getting away from lumber, concrete and machinery. And thanks to the subcontractors delay, I got a day off.
Eddie was what I wanted, and everything else seemed to fade away. That sounds kind of weird for a family man, but weird is a choice, and it was okay with me. That's what I was thinking while drying myself off with a new king size bath towels.
I walked naked across the room to pick up my phone. I got a text from Eddie. His meeting didn't last as long as planned so he contacted me.
"You home?"
"Yup, naked and all by my lonesome" I replied
"Gotta keep my promise." He said
"Yeah, you do." I answered
"Be home in twenty – come on over"
"I'm not dressed." I shot back
"Well, put your freakin pants on bro. It's not hard, one leg at a time."
"Very funny, I should stand you up and stay here." I said
"Fat chance doin that" he replied
"I know" I said
Eddie knew there was no way in hell that I would turn down getting him in the sack. It was all I thought about for the last three days. We were bros and liked sparing back and forth with words. When it came to the real thing, we were bonded by physical attraction and sexual release.
I put on shorts and a tee shirt. No under wear. Why bother. I began checking sources for stone on the computer. Time moved faster than I realized. Eddie was already back home. I finished what I was doing on the computer and went next door.
Like I always do – I went in through the open garage and into the kitchen. Eddie stood there naked with only a clean white jock on. He was in the doorway to the living room with one hand raised on the door frame. His cock and balls were straining against the fabric to break free. Eddie was a 6 ft. black man with a nonstop body, with no fat anywhere. His face was movie quality with a close shaven beard that only added to the characteristics of the man. And his smile, no kidding around. His teeth were perfect.
`Wanna wrestle?" he asked
"Hell no – I'm not wasting time getting what I've already got." I told him
Eddie turned around and went into the living room where he had a comforter spread out on the carpet.
I followed him pulling off my tee shirt as I moved. My shorts came next and by the time we got on the comforter I was stark naked too. Eddie pulled off that stupid jock and I held his warm cock in my hand worshipping my alpha brother.
He ran his fingers though my short hair and pulled me down on top of him. He didn't have to try very hard. Eddie stretched and raised his arms over his head. He laid there like a black Adonis and I couldn't get enough of him. His body was so alpha, so hot and it was mine at least for the next hour or so. I licked his chest and chewed carefully on his nipple. He gently worked my face under his raised arm and my lips rested on the hair under his arm.
"You like where you are?" he asked me
I could barely answer, so I raised my head out from under his arm and said – "Yes. I like it a lot." And then I put my face right back under his arm and began smelling him. I nibbled on some pit hairs and started licking under his arm wanting more or what – I didn't know.
Eddie stiffened his body just for a second and opened his eyes wide before relaxing again. Holy shit Scott, you own me now man. You're taking everything."
I was rock hard and I needed Eddie really bad. This arm pit business turned me on even more, if that was possible. Blow jobs are great, but my cock was made for fucking. I'm a jockey and I wanna ride. So I put Eddie on his knees and slipped my finger into that sweet hairy hole.
That only lasted a minute because lust overcame me to eat ass; I wanted to taste Eddie's sweaty ass. Before he realized what I was doing. I had his ass cheeks parted and my tongue firmly licking his crack. The idea of licking my best friend was more exciting than one could imagine. It made pit licking kids' stuff. I didn't know if this was the big leagues or not; but it sure felt that way, and I didn't care.
I remembered when he fucked me. I liked having Eddie's cock in my butt moving in and out finding some off limits spot. But let's face it - Eddie's cock is bigger, slightly longer and fatter; but not by much. Now it was my turn to be on top. Body wise – look wise and strength wise, we are pretty much the same structure. One black and one white dude. How cool is that?
I went after his inflated donkey dick which was sweet smelling like blackberries. His nutts were the size of oranges, and the skin on his thighs was smooth like velvet with curly tuffs of black hair – very sexy. I ran my hands up and down his body so I could touch him all over. He was captivating to be with. I never manipulated another dude like this, but Eddie was Alpha – and that meant something special to me. Besides, I genuinely felt secure with him. We were brothers in sin; as some people would call it. But to us it was just sex.
"I want to fuck you Eddie. I said
You want to fuck me, are you sure it will fit? - It's awfully big Scotty boy." He said
"That was the plan. Email bro!!! – email - remember you said you will take it"
"Geese, I will. But don't carry on like a crazy old white woman." He said
"Fuck – I'm not caring on, but I win this one. I told him
"Nothing different there. You've been winning all of them. So then, do you want it?" He asked
"What kind of stupid question is that? – Do I want it? – Bro I've got it" I replied
"I better assume the position then and give my sandy bleached bro my ass." Eddie said giggling.
"I'm not a bleached anything. My hair is sandy brown. My cock is hard, white and big. It's going in your round black ass; so color or no color, shut the fuck up and be nice to me, and for Christ sakes stop giggling.
This is a partnership man. I'm in the fuck business." I said, and now I was laughing. Sometimes we acted like silly kids, when we were alone together and had fun doing it.
"Yes sir, Eddie said as he put his arm around my neck like he did so many times before. "What am I going to do with you? He repeated.
"You could be my whore." I told him
"You think I can't. You know what they say. "Once you fuck black, you never go back."
"You made that up. "It's once you go black, you never go back." I said
"Whatever, anyway you'll be getting in my pants probably all the time." He said
"Hell, I do that now – no big deal" I answered
I started tongue fucking him the best I could without much experience, but found it easy to do. When things come to you naturally, one doesn't need experience. Well, maybe sucking cock is an exception. The more cock you suck, the better you become at it. Practice doesn't always make perfect but you can't beat the rewarding work when it comes to sucking cock.
I got Eddie all fours spreading his ass as much as possible. I finger his crack and spit in his hole to get it wet. I would spit in his ass then lick it back out. I wasn't trying to be a pig – maybe white trash. Yeah, I was a man whore eating my neighbor's ass and savoring it. Someone should have been there to cheer me on.
Finally I lubed his hole and spread some lube on my cock. The initial penetration might be painful, but he would recover. I know I did when he screwed the juice out of me just last week. I recovered from the pain to fuck again another day.
I couldn't believe it. I fucked and fucked plowing his hole in a sadistic way. I am a lot of man with my body and my dick is big, but he never complained. He kept asking for more, faster, harder and without mercy. I tried to hold off emptying my big hog, as long as possible, but Eddie was so sexy squeezing my cock. I could see him worshipping the moment, by the look in his eyes. That is what we did as partners. We worshipped one another with erotic passion that flowed from our eyes. Touching was also a part of alpha but it was the look that told it all.
The more I fucked him, the more he wanted it. He clamped on to my meat with his ass muscles and made me work like a fool getting him to relax.
There was a lot of control I had over Eddie with my cock deep inside his bowels. Now he was starting to make noises and gave up the idea that remaining quiet was not necessary. For the next few minutes he was my slut. We were both sluts, so things were okay to our way of thinking.
"Eddie, you're a whore." I said to him
"So what's the problem, just fuck me man." He replied
Eddie, in fact really said. "You dirty bastard do it - fuck so I can watch your solid muscles controlling me."
I pulled out of his ass and put him on his back, with his legs over my shoulders so I could do a control fuck, with deep strokes and he could watch. I just hoped he was up to it because I fuck like a demon." I'll tear you up bro." I said
"Yeah, yeah, the proof is in the pounding. – go mutherfucker" Eddie said to me.
I positioned my crotch against his butt. It looked awesome seeing the two colors of flesh pasted together like pages in a book. Eddie's hole was well lubed. Still I didn't want to hurt him to the point of being pushed away. - I planned a royal treatment for the black prince. First my cockhead went in to look around, and slowly inched in my cock like white turkey breast between two slices of dark pumpernickel until it all disappeared inside his body.
"You okay bro?" I asked
"Sure, why wouldn't I be?" he replied
"You're not complaining. You should groan or cry out something like... Jesus, Scott that hurts" - but nothing – you said fuckin nothing. You're taking it like a seasoned faggot.
"He never answered. He laid there with his legs spread apart, his cock hanging and giant black balls staring me in the face. I wanted his black ass. Yes, that is what I wanted. I fucked him faster, tougher and sweating as my nutt juice began to build. I was about ready to bury my load deep inside him, when I saw Eddie open his eyes to watch me. It felt heroic riding my black stud and having control over his every move. I loved being in charge, even if it was only for a few minutes. That's how alpha men behave when it comes to getting off faggot style. They take control of the situation.
Eddie had a need and this how he wanted it. My need at the moment was dumping my sticky load inside him, cementing us together with man-made glue.
"Scott you're making me cum. How the hell are you doing that? You bastard, you're making me cum." Eddie cried out like it was a new experience for him. He shrieked like a virgin, as his body quivered and soft nutt cream spilled over the head of his black cock. It ran down the length of his dick and rested in curly black afro crotch hair.
I was winning because I finally got a reaction from him. He was truly hurting when I started, but didn't want me to know it; so he played it cool. Nevertheless I knew it hurt – it usually does, before it feels good.
The sticky sludge was rising from my balls and it felt like I would explode at any moment. I wanted to stay focused until Eddie caught up to me. I fucked him long and hard, so he would explode with my cock deep inside his awesome black body. From that point on, it only took seconds for my own load to hit like a tornado bringing fire and rain. With my cock still buried deep inside him, my explosion coated the interior of his cavern like sauce from a gravy baster.
Eddie majestically fucked me last week, and now, his black ass belonged to me. We were pasted together, black and white love juice serving as glue. One can't do better than that.
I pulled Eddie closer to me with my cock still inside him. It was not rock hard any longer, but I left it there. He backed up and I put my arms around his waist and moved him closer to me. We stayed that way for a few minutes. His crotch was pasty from where cum ran from his dick. I moved my fingers through his pubic hairs and played in the wet cum sticking to his crotch. I licked my fingers a couple of times so I could see what his cum tasted like.
My cock softened to the point of slipping out with a fair amount of battered cum and ass juice covering it like invisible lube.
"My cock's a freakin mess." I said
"Tell me about it – It's messy on top but sloppy on the bottom. And I was on the freakin bottom." He told me
"Stop complaining" It's good for you." I told him
"Then don't be tellin me – your cock is a mess." He said
"Blow me" I said, realizing we needed to change the subject.
"Wash your damn dick, and I'll do it." Eddie said to me.
I went into the bathroom and washed between my legs cleaning my cock and balls. I washed my ass also and smelled clean.
I never got to leave the bathroom. Eddie soft-pressed me against the wall next to the toilet and went down on me. I wished I had a pic of this action. A strong desirable black man on his knees sucking me off after getting his butt viciously fucked. He either genuinely wanted me, or he was a cock sucking faggot. Believe me, Eddie was no slutty faggot. But he was super-hot. And I was super lucky.
My body was alive with a vengeance to dump a second load. It was easy for me to cum twice in a row. I did it often.
I was surprised at how deep he could take it. I held on to his head and watched my cock sliding in and out between his lips circled by an awesome trimmed mustache. There is nothing more rewarding than a hot black man licking your crotch and swallowing your dick. Man – talk about awesome.
I felt like talking dirty to him as he worked on my cock trying to get fed. I didn't know how he would react to me even in jest, so I played it cool and simply moaned. I knew there would be plenty of time later for us to get crazy, so talking wasn't an issue.
"You've got me close to shooting." I said
"Good, hurry the fuck up before I get lockjaw." He mumbled back.
That struck a funny note with me. I could just imagine how he would explain lockjaw to Madge.
I held the back of his head with my left hand and guided my cock with my right. I pumped it like a fire hose shooting gulp after gulp of cock cream into Eddie's mouth. I forced him to stay on my cock until it stopped streaming out gobs baby juice. He had no choice but to swallow.
"My God, that was awesome." I said to him
"Yeah, you should have been here for a taste." He replied – "I swallowed all that shit, you know."
"How'd it taste?" I asked
"It was at the back of my throat, and I couldn't taste a thing. It slipped down like salad dressing?
"Salad dressing?" I said "what kind of salad dressing?"
"I ain't sayin anything. Like I told you – no taste at all." He repeated.
Eddie stepped into the shower and I rinsed off at the bathroom sink then dressed and left. I was home shortly. Laura and Madge were still out but due back anytime. I took another shower and put the same clothes back on. Why not – they never got soiled because I was naked all the time.
During dinner, Laura inquired about my day. I gave her general information, which could have been about anybody's day. I kept it typically boring with no room for follow up questions. It worked too, because she began telling me about her day and left me alone.
She talked about open house previews helping Madge, and the locations around town that were successful. I pretended to be interested because that's what husbands are supposed to do.
After dinner, we watched a movie on TV. I don't recall what the movie was about, but I stayed in the room and watched it with Laura.
I had to be on the job before 8:00 am the next day, so I went to bed before the movie ended. I wasn't following it anyway.
Eddie and I had come full circle. I know, that sounds poetic, and true or not, that's how we felt. We thought that only gay men kissed and we were not about to do that. The hours we spent together being homosexual were gratifying moments of gay porn. We would suck cock but kissing was queer - How ridiculous is that? – We were closet idiots.
I slept naked that night with only a sheet for cover. I didn't have a lot of thoughts going through my head as one might expect. Everyone looks through their own window. It was as simple as that.
I slept with my hand tucked between my legs holding my cock. It felt awesome.
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Part 5 - The final chapter