Bobby couldn't believe how JT's cock seemed to taste better each and every time he sucked it. Bobby's parents had pretty much disowned him over his stunt with the photos but he didn't seem to mind. He'd discovered a love for thick, black meat. At the moment, JT was stuffing Bobby's throat full of throbbing, hot dick and all Bobby could think about was how good it was. He gagged happily on the end of JT's rod and soon JT pulled the head of his cock into Bobby's mouth so that Bobby could taste his hot and heavy load. Bobby swallowed every drop.
JT pushed Bobby away from him and sat back on the couch. He turned on the TV as Bobby sat next to him. "What are you doing?" JT asked as he tucked his cock into his shorts.
"Hanging out," Bobby answered.
"No... you have to go," JT said flatly.
"What? Why?" Bobby asked.
"Not that it's any of your business but I have a date and I don't want you around fucking up my game," JT said coldly.
Bobby looked like the news caught him off guard. "A date?" he asked.
JT shook his head at the naivete of Bobby's understanding. "It's fun playing with you, fucking you and letting you suck my cock but let's not pretend that it's any more than just me taking advantage of a gay white boy. I love pussy. I've always love pussy and I always will love pussy. Some gay ass cracker ain't gonna replace that." JT was being honest.
"But..." Bobby started.
"I don't want to hear it. I know that you're addicted to this dick and maybe, if this bitch isn't fun tonight, just maybe I'll let you have some of this dick again," JT interrupted. "So, get your shit and get going."
Bobby looked at JT, not believing his ears. He got up and grabbed his bag and left. In his car, he fought the urge to cry as he pulled out of JT's driveway.
He drove down the road and realized that he really had no place to go. Bobby drove past his parents house and though he was tempted to stop, he knew that it would only end with fighting with his dad. After driving around for about a half an hour, Bobby headed back to his apartment.
His place was a mess. It was the typical first apartment and Bobby cleared off a spot sat on his second-hand couch. He could still taste JT's cock. Bobby opened his netbook and checked his email. Then he turned his attention to Craigslist. He wasn't sure what he was looking for but knew that he wanted to see pics of local cock.
There was a lot of local cock.
Bobby found several ads that caught his attention but one really stood out. It was a guy asking if anyone was up to meet at a park. He was black and wanted head from an anonymous mouth and Bobby salivated at the sight of the picture of his thick black boner. Bobby replied to the ad, leaving his number.
He began looking at porn and rubbing his cock in his shorts. He found some interracial videos with white women being ravaged by big black cocks. Bobby stroked for an hour, slowly milking his little white cock until his phone rang.
"Hello," he said, forgetting about answering the ad.
"You the hungry white bitch?" the deep voice asked.