He asked me to pull my pants down and to lean against the wall of the booth, which I did in a kind of “am I really doing this” sort of haze.
He grabbed a bottle of lube out of his pocket and rubbed a lot on his cock and then in the crack of my young white ass and started to grab my hips and position himself behind me. I felt his head press against my butthole and as promised he began to rub the head around it and it started to feel really good.
He was really creative with the motion he was using and the positioning of his cock as he slid the entire length of his massive cock along the length of my butt crack and over the top of my butthole in a slow simulated fuck. Sensations I’ve never felt before gave me an off the charts horniness. I was startled and confused by the experience.
He kept changing his hands position from being on my hips, to resting on top of my shoulders, to going underneath my armpits and reverse grabbing my shoulders and pulling me in tight to his body. It was fucking intoxicating to feel his hands all over me. What in the hell was I doing!
He also kept that ass gliding thing up with his massive cock for a few minutes and then every so often he would put the head right up against my butthole and push against it but not quite going in. He was probing it to see how far I’d let him go. I guess he got his answer because of how I was unconsciously moving. My body was betraying me by giving him signals to the pleasure his big black cock was giving me.
At that point he whispered into my ear that he was just going to put the head inside. Instead of my normal protest, I was too far gone to resist further and I said unconvincingly “okay but only the head and nothing more” He pretended to agree.
At first when it first plopped in under heavy reapplied lube, I let out a whelp from the pain I felt. It had taken him about 5 minutes of trying until he got the head only that far. I was very apprehensive of any further advancements. He said he was sorry and that he would go slower so I let him keep going.
He slowly pumped the head in for another 5 or so minutes and it was starting to hurt less and feel good. He was good at picking up my more relaxed body language and then started to put a little more inside of me in manageable degrees.
By then I was liking the feeling even more, though it was kind of like half pleasure/half pain still. He had moved on from asking any more permission and proceeded at his own volition as we both silently knew he was going to keep going as far as he could.
I have to give it to him, he probably had this in mind from the very beginning but had to skillfully convince a straight half drunk white guy into letting a well hung black guy get to where we both were at that moment. With him pinning me against the wall with his cock in my ass.
Eventually after about 10 minutes of slowly pumping into me he got half of his beast in my tight white, formerly virgin butthole. I have to admit it felt really good at that point but I was still nervous about what was going on and how this black dude had persuaded me to even get in to such an alien and vulnerable position.
The whole time he was working toward the goal of sinking all of his big cock into me. Now that he was half way home, he stepped up his game while slowly working the rest inside of me. His big, nearly 10 inch shaft was gyrating behind the circular motions of his hips to pry me open the rest of the way.
As he was grinding up into me from behind he was fondling me and talking dirty into my ear in a low sexy whisper so no one outside of the booth could hear what was going on inside. It was a complete turn on but at the same time I felt an inner guilt and shame at being talked to as I would talk to a woman I was fucking.
Finally, after about a half hour of total time he was finally balls deep into my ass and slow fucking me so as not to overwhelm me now that he was all the way in. Once I was used to his size he increased his pace and eventually he was slamming into my hole with with long thrusting strokes. I pushed against the wall and arched my back at such an angle as to offer him the maximum opportunity of full balls deep penetration.
He took full advantage and plunged his full length furiously into me. It felt so fucking good to have that big black cock of his so forcefully fucking my tight hole. By now I was totally into it and fucking him back and matching his white ass pounding rhythm, stroke for stroke.
My own cock all of a sudden just spontaneously exploded from the intensity of the pleasure I was feeling from his big fat fucking cock pumping me so deep and hard and from his hot dirty talking into my ear. I came all over the wall in front of me with power shots of hot gooey wads.
And right after I came, he said “oh shit, oh shit. I’m cumming too”
And even though he had a condom on I told him to pull out, which he did and then he ripped off his condom and shot huge wads of cum against the wall of the booth also. I had never seen a cock in any porn movie ever since cum so much and here I was seeing it in person and my tight white ass had made it happen. The whole scene and experience was surreal.
I felt an incredible wave of mixed emotions come over me afterwards as I was quickly pulling up my pants and buckling my belt. Guilt, shame and regret all started to wash over me and playing with my guilt ridden mind. He seemed to sense the internal battle going on and told me he knew how I was feeling.
He asked me if he could buy me a drink since the bars were still opened and talk but I tried to make an excuse to get away from him and distance myself from what just happened. But the inner cognitive dissonance I was experiencing right then definitely needed some alcohol to quiet me down inside.
As if he could read my mind he said that alcohol would help to drown the guilt I was feeling and what he said kind of made sense at that point and I did after all, want to get drunk anyways. So I decided a couple of drinks would help and at the very least wouldn’t hurt and we headed together to the nearest bar.
I had a couple of double shots of tequila with beer chasers and he was a Jack & coke guy. We sat there and talked and shot the shit for about an hour and then came last call. He said “man I don’t want to stop drinking, how about you?”
I said “well the bars closing and I have to get back to the base but I’m too buzzed to drive right now, I better stop.”
He said “the base is a half hour away and you won’t sober up right away, why not come back to my place and hang out there until you feel good enough to drive, I only live 5 minutes from here?”
The fact that we were both now more buzzed, than when we first met before the incident at the bookstore earlier, caused me some pause but I have to admit, that the newly acquired buzz, along with the line I had already crossed earlier with him, were making me feel that forbidden strangeness again. Once again, I was letting him talk me into things, things that inside I was willing to do.
So I agreed and got in my car and followed him back to his apartment which was the promised 5 minutes away… When we got inside he motioned toward his couch and said “why don’t you grab a seat?”
I did so and no sooner had I sat down was when he immediately started to unzip his pants and looking me dead in the eye he said “I don’t think we need to go through any introductions or trying to convince each other we aren’t gay anymore, because tonight you discovered what I discovered awhile back, that sex is just sex and any form of it can be enjoyable under the right circumstances.”
He was right of course. I had not planned tonight to go this way. I was not looking to have sex with another man but rather it was the furthest thing from my mind and the night I had scripted in my brain before I even left the base. The circumstances that unfolded exactly the way they did at the beginning of the night were what ended me up here, now back in his apartment and staring at his big black cock as he touched it to my lips.
My heart went back to pounding in my chest again as it did earlier at the bookstore but now there was no hesitation, no confusion, no jumbled signals in my brain resisting the conflict within me. I was now way more buzzed than earlier and way more horny. Now I just opened my mouth and took the big fat head of his cock into it.
This time around I wanted to do it right and not like an awkward teenager first learning how to suck a cock, like it felt like earlier that night in the video booth. I wanted to emulate the girls and ladies I had been with before that were excellent cock suckers and that had given me great toe curling blow jobs in the past.
I started sucking him and was swirling my tongue around the plum sized head of his big cock. I was even able to stick the tip of my tongue into the slit of the head of it, which made him say “oh fucking wow does that feel good.”
I grabbed his balls and gently tugged on them like I liked being done to me, while I kept trying to take him deeper into my mouth. This got him to wrap his hands around the back of my head while trying to help me take more of his cock.
He was pushing that big fat dick of his into my throat and I started to reflex gag. He backed off for a few seconds so I could recover and then I grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him back into my throat. It took several attempts to get used to the girth and length but I was determined and eventually I got over half of it in.
Once he knew my limit he started to fuck my throat with increasing speed and measured stroking. He said “fuck, your throat feels amazing and the way you’re fondling my balls is getting ready to set me off.”
After a couple of more minutes of pumping into my mouth I could hear his breathing start to get ragged and with my hands still gripping his muscular ass cheeks I felt them start to tense up and spasm.
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