It was 8'o clock at night, and I had worked a long ass day, my brain felt as if it was about to explode, I needed to relax myself, and clear my head. I had a date with this girl I met last week at a Convention in Atlantic City, but I just couldn't bare it tonight, I needed a drink badly. I made my way to my favorite bar, one I frequent 2-3 times a week. You know that kind of bar, where everyone knows your name. Well, for me it is the most relaxing place, where I can be myself, get a little drunk, watch the game, and relax.
I sat at my usual spot, made a few pleasantries with the bartender, and began to sip on my drink. The bar was fairly crowded, which was good, kept the bartender busy, and left me alone to enjoy my drink and watch the Yankee game. Midway through my second drink, this man takes a seat next to me. He was I'd say in his early 30's, like me, about 6'3", skinny, yet built, and his skin color was as black as charcoal. He sported a very neat goatee, and dressed in a preppy type of sweater, with fitted jeans.
He ordered a beer, and began to make small talk with me about the game. I didn't mind, it was nice to talk to a stranger for awhile, and help keep my mind off the long workday I had. He told me his name is Edward, he moved to the area only a few months ago, got a nice ranch house with a built in pool, is dating but nothing serious, like me just got out of a serious relationship with a woman a few months ago. He actually was a pretty cool guy, he told me about a gym he just joined. I laughed, as I've been attempting to start going to the gym again, after gaining some weight. He told me I look good, just need a little toning. It was kind of odd they way he commented on my body, but we drank a lot, so I kind of shrugged it off.
Before we knew it, the bar was about to close, and Edward invited me back to his place, for a few more beer's. Why, not, I thought. We made it back to his place, and in the living room, we each cranked up a bottle, and drank. Edward suggested we make our way into the pool. Reminding Edward I had no bathing suit, he shrugged me off, and suggested since we are both men, let's go in naked. Honestly, I was kind of uncomfortable, I was extremely horny, and though I am predominately straight, I do enjoy an occasional DL experience with a man, especially a black man, so I feared I'd get an embarrassing hard-on. However I still followed Ed to the back yard, and watched him strip out of his clothes. His sweater and shirt came off and I saw the most unbelievable chiseled sculpted chest and abs, not a strand of hair on his torso. His pants came off, then his boxers, and then I saw the most magnificent cock I had ever seen. Flaccid yet huge, hanging 7-8 inches, and sported a thickness reminiscent of Castro Supreme. He was uncircumcised, and his foreskin covered his head with extra skin to spare. Ok, I stared longer than I should, did Ed notice? I certainly hoped not. I stripped out of my clothes, and made my way into the pool, hoping my hardening cock wasn't noticeable. We swam a little and made our way to the stairs, where we sat and talked some more. The conversation turned to our best sexual experiences. Ed told me how he liked thick woman, as I did also. He told me of this one woman who would fuck him for hours and hours, and never leave his side. Not very surprising after looking at that monster cock of his!
"Damn man, this talk is getting me so horny," Ed said.
Flabbergasted as I was by his statement, I was just as horny. Ed sat up on the ledge above the stairs, giving me full view of his mahogany rod. It clearly was beginning to harden. He then said how much he would love a blow job right now. Well, I wasn't sure if it was an invitation or not, and frankly, I didn't care, he was sitting on the edge, cock in clear view, I needed it, I wanted it. I risked everything at this moment. I could have misread this whole situation, and risked outing myself to everyone, after all it was the bar I frequented where I met him. However, in the end, I said fuck it; I swam myself between his legs, grabbed his thick rod, pulled the foreskin back and stuffed his black cock down my throat. Immediately he moaned in ecstasy. I smiled, as I knew I was giving him what he wanted, and he was giving me what I desired. His cock grew until it reached full mast, I'd say 10", and a thickness beyond my wildest imagination. Fully hard it looked like a hairspray can. The skin of his cock was so soft in my mouth, and though my jaw began to ache, I never wanted to stop sucking. Ed just moaned, calling me an amazing cocksucker. I loved sucking him, licking up and down his shaft, and sucking on his magnificently huge balls. Those balls held his cum, and I wanted it all.
After a while Ed motioned me off his cock and asked me to sit next to him. I did as asked, and Ed gave me the most passionate kiss. Ed laid down on the ground, and I went on top of him, our chests rubbing against each other, our lips and tongues locked, my cock rubbing against his abs, as his cock rubbed against my asshole.
"I love your ass," Ed said, "It's nice a thick."
"Ed, my ass is virgin; I'd never be able to take you."
