(All characters are over 18 years old)
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Ezekiel first met John - or Johnny, as he preferred - when his 18 year son brought him over for dinner. Johnny was a white boy new in town. He was athletic and charismatic, and somehow he chose Ezekiel's boy to befriend. Mika had an unfortunate tendency to befriend white boys. It was a bad habit, usually one-sided, but not this time. Johnny liked to play soccer, lived quite close by and also enjoyed visiting.
That first dinner they had, Ezekiel cooked for them. He was single and took a lot of pride in his cooking, so he was very pleased when Johnny complimented the food.
"This is the best fucking pasta I've had in a while," he said, then quickly "Sorry, didn't mean to curse, mister."
Mika chuckled. "Dad doesn't mind cursing. Curse all you want. And his food is fucking delicious."
"You flatter me boys. But keep fucking going."
After that Johnny was always welcome at their home. He showed up a lot, actually. He didn't like his own house, it seemed, and Mika did his best to invite him whenever he could. A new friend was something exciting.
Ezekiel really wanted Mika to go to college, but the boy didn't show any interest. He had been going from job to job after highschool, while also working at the restaurant where Ezekiel was chef during weekends, but Johnny's influence got him into studying again. After that Johnny really became a beacon to Ezekiel.
And the way he enjoyed his food kept growing on the older black man. You could always see the melting pleasure on the blond's face whenever he took a first bite off the day's dish.
It was at the dinner table that Mika told Ezekiel that he would start working out.
"You should come too, dad. With the amount of food you eat...I mean, your belly is starting to show. You're not getting any younger, ya'know."
"Don't listen to him, Ezekiel," Johnny offered gently. They were at first name basis now. "It's actually insane that you don't work out and looks like that."
Mika shook his head at that, smiling. He didn't see the look his father had just exchanged with his white friend. There was another thing about Johnny. Nothing about the blond young jock suggested emasculation. He was fit, had that angular face that attracted as many pussies as he wanted. He was straight in mannerisms, voice and presence. But he only needed to give Ezekiel one look for him to know the white boy wanted some big black cock.
Now Ezekiel, as a good father should, avoided those kind of implications. The boy was his son's friend after all. Besides, it was too risky. He had been hiding that side of him from his son for ever. There were plenty white fish in the sea that didn't require him losing his son's respect.
But the temptations were there, giving him side glances, which were bold enough to be noticed, shy and insecure enough to be misinterpreted as accidents. Ezekiel was six foot two, the kind of black beefcake that blond boys were crazy about. Short hair, large shoulders, well built with minimum effort. He was also very pleased with attention. There was nothing wrong with letting the boy look. He let his eyes linger on Johnny sometimes until the boy gave up and turned away, flushed. Those looks were enough to leave his cock burning hot, throbbing like fire in his underwear. He couldn't leave the table until the erection had subsided.
Mika usually left Johnny waiting in the couch while he was getting ready to whatever. Mika took his time to dress up, shower...In moments of weakness Ezekiel would grab the boy's shoulder, give it a friendly squeeze. When it was the gym, Johnny wore small shorts up his thighs. He appeared hairless.
Ezekiel went to the kitchen with the white boy following like a pussycat. "Hey, Ezekiel, can I have a cup of water?"
"Do you really have to ask?" Ezekiel said. Johnny smiled. Ezekiel began to fill the cupboards with groceries. He watched Johnny opening the fridge for a bottle of water. His butt was what Ezekiel liked to call a soccer-butt. Round, firm and very uplifted.
"Damn cold," Johnny said after gulping down. Ezekiel muttered a sound. He had finished his groceries, but stayed put watching the boy with a sideway glance and a smirk. Johnny chose to put back the bottle in a lower grid in the fridge, bending over. That was a clear 'look at my ass' if he ever saw one. Ezekiel looked.
Turning around, Johnny saw Ezekiel standing back over the kitchen counter, rubbing his cock over the pants. There it was, out in the open. Ezekiel was very hard. No doubt about why with the way he stared at Johnny. The boy was flushed and flattered, smiling...He gave a quick worried glance towards the entrance.
"Mika is still getting ready," Ezekiel said.
"Right." The boy was aroused and it showed through the fabric of his shorts. They held positions, like battle stances, smiling at each other in silence. Johnny slowly got the confidence to gaze at Ezekiel's cock without turning away, though his cheeks were red. That look was worth fucking millions.
Ezekiel never believed the whole idea of using white boys for pleasure when in fact it was a mutual use. Just look at the way Johnny stared, hungry, he wanted to use a big black cock as much as Ezekiel wanted go use his nice white soccer-butt.
He would never understand his black brothers who refused to accept the fact that conquering white boys was the epitome of sexual prowess.
Now Johnny's shorts were tenting up. His cock was bouncing, probably drooling, hurting from being so hard. Ezekiel was only provoking, rubbing the big shape. He was at risk of getting caught but it was worth it. Look at that white boy!
Johnny heard Mika getting out of the bathroom and quickly advanced. He grabbed Ezekiel's crotch, felt the cock and gave it a squeeze.
"Careful now. You don't know what you're getting yourself into," Ezekiel warned. He took him by the waist, turning him around, and pushed his bulge up against the round butt, having to bend his knees to be able to find a perfect fit.
Johnny left without comments, just trying to pinch his own cock out of the crazy erection he had. But for all accounts he was already lost. Ezekiel was sure the white boy was going to be thinking about the big black up against his butt all day.
Their furtive innuendoes in front of Mika felt like betrayal. But it was also mutual torture. "Nice meat," Johnny said after taking a big bite of his pork.
"Very juice, isn't it?" Ezekiel agreed.
That day he let the boy touch the flesh of his snake while his son was in the bathroom. "Fuck, so big," he said.
"That's why you should be careful, white boy," Ezekiel said. You should always call out a white boy by what he is. They love it. Johnny felt the whole cock from head to root. During the whole interaction, his face was a burning red. Ezekiel ceased the touch, stopping the white boy from getting too excited. The snake went back to its cage, but Johnny almost pouted. He loved the way white boys left his cock so hard they hurt with each throbbing pump.
The next time they had a chance to mingle, Ezekiel got a flash of his round soccer-butt, whiter than the rest of him. He spread the cheeks and looked at the asshole, getting a whispered moan from the white boy.
Jesus, but he wanted to destroy that pussy. He said so aloud. The boy visibly shivered.
Mika interrupted them and allowed room to breathe. Bless his soul, Mika had no idea. His son adored his white friend by the day, and Ezekiel didn't like to think about what would happen if he ever figured out what his dad was doing to that precious white boy.
How would they go around the whole Mika problem? They couldn't afford to get caught, so Johnny one day missed gym day, leaving Mika to go alone. Then he showed up at the door, flushed, already hard like he couldn't control his heavily hormonal body. Ezekiel had his cock sucked for a whole hour straight. He brought the blond to his room, told him to kneel and stuffed it inside. Johnny was a drooling mess. They were both so needy for each other that they didn't care about being pretty and decent. Ezekiel thrust in his white boy throat and groaned from the biting pleasure. His legs got tired so he got sucked while laying down, with Johnny prostrated on the bed, giving a nice view of his bubble butt. Johnny rubbed the big black nuts all over his face, he was a happy boy.
