During the 1990's, I discovered the joys of gay sex. I considered myself bi-sexual and so I had decided to experiment with sex in all its forms. Living near New York City was a plus. A short bus ride took me into the heart of the city. Times Square was changing and as a result it no longer provided an outlet for sex experimentation. Now I travelled downtown into Greenwich Village and in particular Christopher Street. There were a number of gay bars along the street but one in particular seemed to cater to black men. This one fascinated me even knowing that there was a bit of danger in entering this particular bar.
I took the plunge and decided to throw caution to the wind. I am not a racist but hearing so many negative stories, I was hesitant to enter an all black gay bar. And so I dressed the part of a horny slut. My outfit consisted of tight white short shorts, a black see through mesh tee, and white sneakers with no socks. On a hot and humid Saturday evening, I entered "Sparks", a well known gay bar that catered to muscle types. As I entered, I could feel eyes staring at me. This lasted only a moment. So far so good. After all I didn't want to be the focus of attention even though I secretly relished the thought of being a sex object for a group of hot black men.
I stepped up to the bar and ordered a beer. The bar was crowded so I stepped away to a relatively quiet section of the room. A muscle stud approached me. "Having fun?" I nodded in the affirmative and waited for his next move. "Let''s cut to the chase. I think you're looking to get fucked by one or more black men." I softly nodded yes and with that, he held my hand and led me upstairs to another larger room that looked like someone's living room.
"Before we get started, I should tell you that my name is Tyrone but you should call me sir. Is that clear? Also, what is your name?"
"My name is Joseph sir."
"I'll call you pussy boy." With that, he ordered me to strip the few clothes I had on. He was very tall and he enveloped me in his arms. Without a second thought, I removed my clothes and allowed myself to be enveloped by Tyrone, I mean Sir. His hands worked their way to my ass. I felt a wetness around my asshole as his fingers explored my hole. "Enough games, now slowly take my clothes off and when you get to my drawers, use your teeth to worship my cock and balls." As if I was in a trance, I did as he requested. What a man he was! When I got to his drawers, I went to my knees and used my teeth to slowly remove his underwear. I became hard as I feasted on the sight of his magnificent package.
"Sir, may I suck your cock?" He responded in the affirmative and I went to work on his cock and balls. My tongue lavished kisses on his hardness. I tongued his low hanging balls and slowly worked my way along the length of his cock kissing every inch of his expanding cock. My tongue followed the crack of his ass and I breathed in the fragrance.
"Boy, you belong to me now and very soon I will be fucking that sweet pussy. After I breed you, I will allow my buddies to play with you. Are we good pussy boy?" I was in my glory now ready to fucked by a real hot black stud and then to be used by his buddies.
"I'm ready sir." And so it began. There was a cot at one end of the room and he lifted me and threw me on the cot. I was on my stomach and my legs were lifted up so that his massive cock could easily enter my asshole. He slowly entered my pussy and each inch was a pleasure. He was a master of fucking for sure. As he entered, my pussy got wetter and wetter. As he fucked me, I met his thrusts by lifting my ass and pushing my butt as close as possible to his cock. I was his completely and he knew it. His thrusts became more rapid and finally it culminated in a massive explosion of his cum into my body. While I felt thoroughly exhausted, my black stud seemed to gain more strength.
All at once, he assumed the 69 position with me on the bottom, of course. He was once again hard as a rock and his cock and balls lay on my face. I licked his cock and wrapped my hands around his ass cheeks. From his position on top, he fingered my ass and played with my cock which, by the way, became hard as a rock too. He surprised me by moving his position so that his ass faced my mouth. I knew what he wanted. My tongue entered his ass and I went deep using my tongue to fuck his ass. He wiggled his butt on my face and I could tell that he enjoyed my ass action. I couldn't help myself. I became a slave to passion. Sex with men was good. Sex with black men was becoming a real exciting thing.
