It had taken me a couple of days to fully recover from Vinny's huge dick. It took that long for my asshole to eventually contract back to its original size. I still couldn't believe that I had fit and taken Vinny's thick black cock in my ass. I had wondered when our next encounter might be coming.
That next Friday night, my roommate Bob's gorgeous girlfriend Brenda and I were chatting. I was also letting Bob fuck me on a regular basis to pay my rent at our apartment but that is a whole different story. Anyway, Brenda knew about me fucking my two black athletes Vinny and Dante and she wanted to talk about that.
"So are these guys hung," Brenda asked.
I just smiled and looked up at her and answered, "Well Dante is 6'10 and Vinny is 6'3 and 260 pounds of solid muscle. What do you think?
"That's what I thought," Brenda answered excitedly. "So how big are they?" She added.
I was as excited to answer her, "Vinny let me measure him last time and he was 12 1/8 inches not to mention his is the fattest you will ever see. I still can't believe it. You would think since Dante is much taller, that he would be bigger but he is probably about an inch shorter and not near as thick but still is pretty huge overall." I continued, "What do you care, Bob is pretty big himself. That nine inch dick with that mushroom head is nothing to sneeze at."
"Yea I know and it sure satisfies me but I have never had a black guy and it kind of is a fantasy of mine. Have you Did you let both of them fuck you? Have you had a threesome with them?" Brenda quizzed me.
I went on to tell Brenda that both men had fucked my ass and that I had not had a threesome with them but was hoping for the chance. We talked into the evening about pleasing guys and so forth. Ironically, it was the next weekend that my hope to have Vinny and Dante at the same time came true. Not only did we have an amazing threesome, there was a plus one.
The next day, Dante called me and told me that he wanted me to come over to his friend's apartment next Saturday around 11 pm. He told me that his friend's name was Marcus and right away I knew him from the football team with Vinny. Marcus was allowed to have an apartment because he was a senior and didn't have to stay in the athletic dorms like the freshmen and sophomores. I agreed to come over on Saturday and he gave me the address.
That next Saturday, I kept my usual routine with eating very little and taking my enema about an hour before I showered. I do remember that I got lost on the way over and I had to stop at a gas station to get directions (In the early 2000's, GPSs were not as prevalent). When I rang the doorbell on Saturday a slender light skinned black man whom I had never seen without wearing a football helmet answered the door. He introduced himself as Marcus and told me he played defensive back on the football team with Vinny. Marcus was about 5'11 and weighed about 185 pounds. He was extremely cut with very little body fat which was evident because he had on a red, Michael Jordan, bull's jersey, with jeans, and high top Air Jordan's that were laced up but left untied. Marcus was wearing a big gold chain around his neck with his number just like Vinny wears.
Marcus told me that Vinny and Dante went out for more beer but to come on inside. We had some small talk and I eventually went to the bathroom. When I returned, Marcus was sitting on the end of his couch. He had taken off his jeans but had still had on his jersey, black silk boxer underwear and thick black socks scrunched up around his ankles. He asked me to come and sit by him.
"I'm horrnier than a mother fucker," mumbled Marcus. "I figured you can give me some head before the boys get back. From what I hear, you're damn good at it."
Willing, I sat down on the couch next to him and he put his hand on my head and guided it down into his lap. He mashed my face into his boxers and I still remember they smelled like fresh Tide. My face was pressed up against his growing dong inside his underwear. I could tell he had a nice size cock as I kissed and sniffed his crotch while Marcus held me tight against it. This went on for about five minutes when I got up and moved to the floor, on my knees, between his legs.
I unbuttoned the two buttons on his boxers and put my hand inside and fished out his cock. Marcus's dick was almost hard and looked to be about eight or nine inches long. I also pulled his balls out of the fly in his underwear. I stroked his cock a few times and wrapped my lips around it. I could feel it get completely hard in my mouth as I started to slow suck him.
"My boys weren't playin, you do have mad skills," groaned Marcus.
I made sure to keep my teeth tucked in so not to scrape Marcus as I bobbed up and down on his cock. I kept my lips real smooth and tight so he could enjoy the warmth of my mouth. He had a pretty hefty cock but I really felt I could deepthroat it. So I started to slide my mouth down on it until it reached my gag reflex and push it past. The first attempt, I gagged and had to pull up. I wretched the second time as well.
Marcus encouraged, "Damn, swallow that mother fucker. Take that shit all the way down."
The third time, I relaxed my throat even more and it slipped past as I proceeded to take Marcus's dick all the way down to his boxers. I held it there for a little while and then started bobbing all the way up and all the way down. Marcus was really enjoying himself as he kept his hands on the couch while he moaned with pleasure. I was in control as I was deepthroating this beautiful black cock. I never used my hands on Marcus's dick while I blew him because I wanted him to feel the total snug pleasure of my mouth and throat. I can tell when a man is about cum because his dick starts to throb and I can feel the cum working its way up the shaft with small twitches.
"Do you swallow?" asked Marcus, frantically just like Vinny had done the last time.
"Um hum," I hummed with my mouth full of Marcus's manhood.
This gave Marcus the green light to blow his wad in my mouth and now it was time. The pressure had built up and....
