My girlfriend Kelly had been unhappy for months. No matter what we tried, I couldn't satisfy her. Despite my physical size-6' 3", 210 lbs and muscular frame, my cock (if you can call it that) only gets to about 5-1/2 inches hard and doesn't stay hard for long without a great effort from my partner. We did find that I could stay hard longer and she gets more aroused when she insults my manhood during sex, often saying she wished she had a real man while fucking me. I felt sorry for her but, being selfish, I just ignored the problem until she was totally frustrated.
Last Friday I decided to call her at work to she if she wanted to go out for a romantic dinner, but her assistant said that she called in sick. It was around lunchtime and I figured I'd run home and check on her (we'd been living together for about 6 months). When I entered our apartment, I heard loud music and what sounded like screaming. I went to the bedroom to find Kelly getting fucked from behind by a man I recognized from my apartment building, Alan. Alan was a black man of similar size to myself, only with one major difference, a cock that made me doubt we were even members of the same sex.
I was so taken back by his member, at least 10 inches long and 3 times as thick as mine, that I couldn't even respond when Kelly asked me what took me so long to get home. Before I could regain my composure and respond to the question, Kelly turned to Alan and said, "Alan, this is the guy I told you about, my friend Pat." Apparently Kelly had told Alan that I might interrupt them-and that I was her GAY friend. Alan turned to me and said, "Kelly tells me you like dark meat. Is that true?"
I looked at Kelly and saw her smile as she saw my disappointed face. I quickly thought that if I walked out now, my relationship with Kelly would be over, so I turned to Alan and spoke the words that would forever change my life, "Sugar, that thing might just kill me, but if it does, I'll be the happiest bitch ever!" Kelly's face lit up with excitement as she got up and said, "You guys get better acquainted, I'll go make us some drinks." As she walked by me to the kitchen, she slapped my ass and said, "Get undressed and show Alan that little moneymaker of yours."
I was frightened, but excited, at what was going to happen that day. I must admit, I have always thought about what it would be like to get gang-banged by a bunch of hot studs like the women in porno movies do, but it never occurred to me that I would find out first hand. I started to take off my clothes slowly and seductively, but Alan told me, "Cut out that romance shit and strip, Bitch!" I did as I was told and stood before the most well hung guy I'd ever seen naked and nervous as Kelly came back with our drinks and led me to her lover.
Alan said that we should drink before he fucked us because, "It might ease the pain of my manmeat ripping you 2 sluts open." As we drank, I asked Alan how he had met my friend Kelly. He said, "I was in a club and this little freak started rubbing up against me on the dance floor. I told her she better watch out or she might make me cum. She grabbed me by the hand and led me to the parking lot and blew me, so I made her a weekly lay. She even blew me and my friends while we watched the Super Bowl."
I now knew why she hadn't gone with me to the Super Bowl party I attended, but despite the hurt of her betrayal, I couldn't take my eyes off Alan's mammoth cock. I was frightened by its size as I had used buttplugs before, but never could get even a 7-inch dildo into my ass. By now Kelly had I hand buried in her wet pussy and was nibbling on Alan's earlobe. She whispered something into his ear and he turned to me smiling.
Alan looked into my eyes and said, "Get over here and suck me, Cunt." I took a deep breath, returned his smile and walked over to where Alan and Kelly sat. I kneeled down in front of him, grabbed he semi-erect cock in my hand, and kissed the tip. I then liked the pisshole and tasted his salty pre-cum. I was getting hard between my legs as I slid my tongue down his cock to the base and then back up to the tip, pausing to look into his eyes before wrapping my lips around the head and guiding him into my warm, eager mouth.