Chopper pointed towards the back of the club. My knees almost gave out. With his firm grip on my shoulder we started walking. My head was spinning. I had no idea what he was going to do.
He opened the door to the back office and pushed me inside. The office was richly appointed. There was a desk to one side with a bar and couch on the other. He turned and locked the door behind him. My heart was beating ninety to nothing.
"Take your clothes off," he said simply. Why did I need to take my clothes off to give him a blowjob? But I wasn't about to argue. He smiled when I dropped my pants.
Then he started removing his clothes. I felt my heart sink. My mind was racing with possibilities, none of them good. Once his shirt was gone I could see his incredibly chiseled chest and the full extent of his bulging muscles.
I watched as he undid his pants and let them drop to the floor. His leg muscles were that of a running back. My eyes went to the leopard print thong he was wearing. It had an insane bulge in it.
He reached for the thong and pulled it down revealing that biggest black cock I had ever seen. It hung almost to his knees. His pubes were short, which only made his cock look that much bigger. My eyes zeroed in on his balls. They hung down a good three inches behind his cock and probably held enough cum to get twenty women pregnant.
I couldn't imagine what it would be like walking around with a cock that big. I watched that thing swing back and forth as he walked over to the couch and sat down. He leaned back getting comfortable. He spread his legs and said, "Get me ready boy."
The cocks I had serviced earlier were all hard and ready to go. They were easy. All I had to do was open up and take them in. This one was soft. It would be up to me to make it hard. I was so nervous I couldn't breath. I walked over to the couch and sank to my knees between his powerful legs.
"You ever sucked black meat before?" he asked staring down at me.
I couldn't find my voice. I nodded my head no.
"Didn't think so," he said emotionless. "Lick my balls."
My eyes darted to his huge balls crushed between his legs. I took his cock in one hand and pulled it out of the way. I used my other hand to pull his balls free so they lay open on the couch.
A quick glance found him staring at me, waiting. I wondered how many times he had been in this exact position.
I leaned down between his legs and ran my tongue over his huge nuts feeling his cock jerk between my fingers.
Apparently he liked having his balls licked because every time I did it I felt that monster jerk in my hand. I continued to lick feeling that monster coming to life. And feeling it grow between my fingers caused that now familiar tug between my legs.
What was happening to me? I felt like my body had betrayed me as I continued to feel that tug as I dragged my tongue over those huge balls.
"Kiss it boy," he said flatly. He was very used to giving orders.
I brought his growing cock to my lips. He was at least half hard and coming around fast. I studied that thing wondering just how much bigger it would grow. I brought it to my lips and planted a kiss right on the tip. My eyes darted upwards looking for some sign of approval.
"You like that boy?"
"Yes sir," I said automatically.
"I didn't tell you to stop."
I found myself kissing that black cock as if it were my long lost girlfriend. The more I kissed it, the harder it got.
He was sitting there like a king, staring down at me with this crooked little smile on his face. "I hear you been sucking cock all night," he said. "I bet you didn't run into anything like this," he chuckled. He was hard as a rock by then. I wrapped my hand about the shaft and squeezed as I continued to kiss the head of his cock.
"Now you can suck. And you better be good," he said burning a hole in me.
I opened up wide and felt the smooth skin of his hard shaft slide between my lips. His shaft was warm and throbbed with excitement. I ran my tongue up his slit, a force of habit by that time, and got yet another taste of dick. Each taste of dick was now causing that tug between my legs.
That had not happened with the boys in the bathroom. What was happening to me? Was I starting to like this?
I tried not to think about it as I pushed down on his shaft taking more cock. It slid across the flat of my tongue, filled my mouth completely, far more than the others.
I moved my free hand down to those huge balls. I took them in my hand and gently rolled them between my fingers feeling their immense weight. I could only imagine the amount of cum they held.
"I think you like that black meat...don't you boy?" he said lauding his control over me.
I continued to run my tongue over the head and up his slit trying to ignore what he was saying.
"You know what they say. Once you go black, you never go back," he laughed. "You like that black meat. I can tell."
I began to wonder myself. There was no doubt in my mind that my cock would be throbbing hard had I not been wearing the device. At least I was saved from that embarrassment.
