Description
This is fiction so literary license allows for the omission of condoms, but our reality doesn't. Enjoy safely.
Rick a tall well-built handsome entertainer catches the eye of his boss as he works at his night club. The man's lust consumes him and he conspires to twist him and make Rick his bottom. Despite the fact that Rick insists that he was a total top when they chatted. Despite Rick's own wishes he is turned into a sissy bottom bitch who now minces around gracefully in towering 6-inch heels.
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Being a black versatile gay man, looks were always more important to me than whether a brotha was a top or a bottom because I could go either way. But my current boyfriend, Rick and the love of my life, and the subject of this story was special. When I met him at "The Manhole" I knew I had to have his ass, but he insisted that he was strictly a top. But something told me that there was a little sugar in his tank and worth the wait and the challenge to pursue. Rick was on the downlow tall handsome and discreetly feminine at the same time, and I knew that I had to strip away his macho façade to have him give up his ass and ride my dick. He was 6' 3"an athletic body about 200 pounds with juicy thick lips, a dark complexion, a low-cut afro, neatly groomed mustache and a fat ass that any top would want to hit.
Well Hello there?
I am picky when it comes to music, a solid beat, rhythmic bass line, and a few horns were damn near prerequisites. Good vocals, keyboard, bass guitar players and some sexy male bodies to round it out.
The posters were put up all around the town promoting "The Manhole," were eye catching. Not many knew that I was a silent partner in the club which let me mingle and hook up with the patrons without arousing suspicion. A few months ago from a back office with one-way glass I saw the group Twilight audition for my partner, and that is when I first saw Rick and knew I had to have him.
Ooooo child Rick the background dancer looked so hot and I called my partner on the cell phone and I told him to hire Twilight. It was a good decision because word spread around the community about the group and especially the hot background dancer and crowds were overflowing.
A few weeks in I attended the show and took a seat near the stage and watched the musicians take the stage to warm up the audience for almost fifteen minutes, before the lights went down.
I watched Rick more than anyone watching and worked out my plan when he stepped on stage in his tight sexy latex outfit. All I could think was how handsome he was and how I was going to make my play tonight. I guess you can say I was horny that night looking at his 6' 3" muscular man meat, with his low-cut afro, a mustache, broad shoulders, trim waist, a rippled 8 pack, muscular thighs and hips. I know I described his body before but damn he looked so good and he did all sorts of things to my body and my mind.
I resisted making a move on him earlier when he first started because I had some things that occupied my time. Besides I knew he would still be there when I was ready so I let him settle in at the club. I used my time to find more about him. Watching with interest and discovering that he was an alley cat hitting on all the trade while hopping from bed to bed. From what I could decern from the rumors he even hit on a few brothas who always insisted that they were tops only and he got them to bottom. He wasn't very discreet about it when he had hit their asses either.
The faithful evening came about when I was hanging out at "The Manhole" with several of my friends at my usual spot in the club. I wanted to see Rick's performance word was getting around that he was hot a must see and he wasn't even the star of the show.
When the lights slowly came back up he was standing left rear center stage behind the lead singer. Their performance was good, and the audience was into the show. Later in about the middle of the show when Rick did a series of spot lighted sensual bumps and grinds which were followed by the removal of his shirt showing off his magnificent body. This was to keep the audience distracted will the lead singer did a costume change.
My eyes peered through the darkness and focused in on him and my dick stirred. Damn I knew I needed to get to know this brotha. There was something in the way his hips moved that pulled at me and would not let me go as I lusted for his body. I struggled to regain my composure and scanned the room looking at the usual guys who frequented the club who were on the prowl talking with each other.
I looked around the club for a promising conquest, but my attention always came back to Rick, so I decided to have another drink because I knew who I wanted. Rick had a bubble butt and when he turned around and bent over to talk to the drummer I almost lost it. He looked to be in his early thirties, fit with a classic bodybuilder's 'V' shape, wide shoulders and a narrow waist line a high bubble butt that filled out his tight Latex leggings ever so sweetly.
The more clothing Rick removed the more the crowd cheered and threw dollar bills on the stage and others slipped dollar bills into his tight Latex leggings. By 11:45 PM he was doing his signature move which was swinging his leg wildly over his head that exposed his bulge. As the crowd clamored for more and more, he leaned back gyrating his hips in his tight Latex leggings. Soon he asked the crowd if anyone wanted to come on stage and dance.
Since I was not a wall flower and never afraid of a challenge especially when it came to a man that sexy, and he was so handsome I stepped forth. I knew I had to have him as mine. About three spins around the dance floor and my excitement was causing me to get erect. As demurely as I could I concealed my erection and just let him lead me around the stage. We swung around the floor and as we danced he ground himself into me while the other guys hooted. Getting into the swing of it I ground back by grabbing his muscular ass and pulling him into me.
We danced furiously like that for quite a few minutes. It was apparent that the drinks I had were taking their toll. I was aroused, and I sensed that he was aroused. Then suddenly I pretended to lose my balance and slipped and when I reached out trying to regain my balance my hand accidently (or may not so accidently) caught his elastic waist band and it snapped his belt and ripped his Latex leggings, as I dropped to the floor with his leggings had ripped off and were in my hands.
He was commando, now he was standing their naked and erect over me. His dick was like the rest of him, big, hard and black, it stood out before me. He had surprisingly little hair on his body, his pubic area had a thin trimmed bush. His muscular arms helped me up and pulled me tight to his chest. When my hand slipped down to touch his massive tool and I squeezed him harder he smiled. We separated to applause and he gracefully walked off the stage proudly, if you had his body you would be proud too.
My chance came when after the set was over and he had gotten dressed he walked over to the bar to get a drink I told the bartender to put it on my tab and ordered one for me to make sure he had no hard feelings. This was my opening, so I moved in and started talking to him. We chatted promisingly about his group currently playing and the local music scene, feeling each other out. I found out that he was new in town and took a job as a backup singer and dancer to get by. He seemed fine with staying and talking to me, which was a promising sign. He was laughing at my tired jokes, laughing which was a pleasant surprise.
He took my hand and together we walked out the front door. Never in a million years did I think that one fucking could turn my life around and I would come up with a plan where I would become his full-time bottom.
OH NO HE DIDN'T
