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As described in part one, Elwood was a pastor on the Caribbean island of St Timothy, but I wasn’t sure if he was genuine. I had already had sex with him once, a breathtaking session in which I had sucked his cock and he had wanked all over me. I wanted him to fuck me but he said I had to go home and think about it and then ask him.
Talk about submissive: just allowing a man to do it to me was enough, I thought, but asking for it… Still, if that was how he wanted it, that’s what I would have to do.
He was a tall, thick-set, middle-aged black man with a big belly and a big, fat cock, and he produced lots of semen.
I called him on the phone and when he heard it was me, he told me to meet him at his house at lunchtime. Then he put the phone down.
I was a bit nervous and more than a bit embarrassed as I knocked on his door in the deserted, dusty side street.
He smiled as he opened the door and beckoned me inside. He locked the door and took me into the bedroom, where he sat on the bed.
“So, what can I do for you?” he asked innocently.
“You said I should think about it and come back,” I said quietly.
“And?”
“And I have,” I said.
“And?”
“And I want you to fuck me,” I stammered.
“Describe this act you call fucking,” he said, deadpan.
“I want you to put your… penis… inside me,” I said.
“You, a young man, want me, an older man, to commit gross indecency with you?” he said, looking me in the eyes. “In some countries that is still illegal. But not in this one.”
“So?” I asked.
“Not now,” he said flatly. “If you come back at seven o’clock we can do something.”
“Okay,” I said, and turned to leave.
“But what you can do for me right now,” he said, “is rim me. Do you like licking ass?”
I nodded.
He stood up and wrenched his clothes off, then knelt on the bed. I knelt at the foot of the bed and looked at this supremely confident man, a dark, shiny, smooth bear with his breasts and stomach hanging loosely. All the gay porn I had seen kırklareli escort had involved slim, fit studs. But this ordinary, lived-in man was far more sexy than any of them. I had never licked a man’s ass, but I had done it a few times to women. I looked at his shiny dark brown buttocks and his ball sack hanging casually and I thought about what it meant. I decided it didn’t mean anything. It was not symbolic. In previous centuries it might have been a form of punishment, but in this day and age, this time of running water and shower gel, it was very different. I longed to lick his ass; I had wanted to do it since the first time I had seen him, in the makeshift church, preaching in that deep, bold voice the black ministers all seemed to have.
“Lick my ass,” he whispered. “I know you want to. I can read you like a book.”
I put my face to his crack and smelled the inimitable aroma of a clean asshole, that warm, earthy, spicy aroma. I moved his buttocks apart a little and got my tongue in. What excited me most was the knowledge of what I was doing. I wished I could film it so I could drive myself wild with desire when I watched it in future. I could show it to other men, to persuade them to let me do it to them. If they needed persuading.
I licked Elwood’s secret, rarely visited, dark, mysterious place and Ioved it. I held nothing back. My tongue was flat to lick the sides, firm to go right up the middle, and even firmer when I attempted to poke it into his hole.
He growled and sighed his approval as this younger white man served him.
“Oh fuck yes,” he said. “You’re the best asslicker I ever had. You want me to cum in your mouth?”
I grunted my assent.
“Lie on your back,” he said happily, and he clambered aboard, his knees either side of me.
“You lick my ass like that, this is the least I can do,” he said. He was looking at me penetratingly, as if he was trying to embarrass me. He was letting me know he had made me submissive and I should afyon escort remember it.
He continued looking at me as I watched him masturbate for the second time. His cock was mesmerising, so big and fat and strong, and I knew from the night before how much cream his balls contained. His eyes grew cloudy and then squeezed shut as he began to cum, and he leaned down, aiming for my mouth. I opened wide and pulled him to me, so I engulfed that mighty shaft. My fingers were in his crack, pulling him into me by the ass cheeks. The middle finger of my right hand tickled his anus just as he began to shoot. His spunk shot into my grateful mouth and slid down my throat as I sucked his cockhead for all I was worth. He lurched and pressed his cock into my cheek and I held his magical balls and tried to tempt more fluid from them. The sense of satisfaction I had from having this man cum in my mouth was incredible.
“Now I guess you would like to cum,” he said. He was dead right – I was so revved up by what we had just done that I was on the verge of losing control.
“Jamaal!” he yelled, and to my astonishment the closet door opened and a young man stepped out. He was tall and slim and innocent-looking. Dark, dark skin. He was wearing a baggy basketball singlet and shorts.
“Enjoy the show?” Elwood asked with a wink. Jamaal smiled shyly.
“Want something to drink?” Elwood asked him. Jamaal smiled even more broadly.
“This gentleman wants to suck your cock and cum in your mouth,” Elwood told him. Jamaal lowered his shorts to reveal a very long, slim penis, half erect and climbing.
Elwood arranged me and Jamaal on the bed, the young man on his back and me kneeling up with my desperate cock reaching for the sky.
“Suck the boy,” Elwood ordered. I looked down at the smooth, sleek body and the long, now-firm cock.
“Suck him,” Elwood repeated.
I got down and swallowed Jamaal’s eight inches as best I could. His cock was very different from Elwood’s. I sucked him amasya escort for a few minutes as Elwood watched and offered encouragement.
“You’re a bad man,” he told me. “Look at you. Just swallowed my spunk and now you got another black cock in your mouth. You have good taste. But look out, because Jamaal doesn’t last long. He’s young and full of hormones.”
Right on cue, Jamaal’s body stiffened and he gasped the news that he was cumming. Then his spunk gushed into my mouth and he was bucking like a rodeo horse as his muscles expelled all his available cream.
All three of us lay quietly for a moment. I was licking Jamaal’s shiny black rod and feeling Elwood’s big balls, when he spoke again.
“Your turn,” he said.
“You’re not going to fuck me?” I asked, trying not to plead.
“Got to come back again and ask me again,” he said calmly. “But you’re having a good time, aren’t you? And now you’re going to cum in Jamaal’s mouth.”
“In my crack,” Jamaal said, sitting up and turning over, so his ass was facing me.
Elwood took hold of my balls and didn’t so much squeeze them and just give them a good feel. He obviously loved men’s bodies and what they did to each other.
I knelt behind Jamaal, looking at the dark, shiny slide and the black pucker in the middle.
“You ever had a white man’s spunk?” Elwood asked him.
“Nope,” he replied. “But I came in a white guy’s mouth.”
“That you did,” Elwood said happily. “All in the name of race relations. Or maybe we’re just all the same, just men who like doing things with men. Wank away,” he said to me.
I grabbed my knob and pulled it a few times. Something inside me wanted to freeze the moment so I would be in it forever, stuck in this incredible phase of beautiful depravity. But mostly I was desperate to cum, and within seconds I was ejaculating into Jamaal’s asscrack. He groaned in ecstasy.
“Oh, my boys,” Elwood said, poking his finger into Jamaal’s hole, which was slick with my semen. “I’m so proud of you. I’m gonna fuck both of you tomorrow. You into that?” He was addressing me.
“Cool with me,” I said.
“You want to be first or second?” he asked.
“Second,” I said, my voice shaking with lust. “I want to watch you doing him first.”
“And maybe you can lick my ass while I do it,” he said. “You’re a dirty little fucker. And I do like a dirty little fucker.”
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