I realized that I was spiraling down that long, dark, (no pun intended) tunnel of depravity on my way to being a slut for Big Black Cock.
I was torn, on one hand, I thoroughly enjoyed sex with Jim, but I knew I was getting out of control, thinking about his thick black tube of flesh in my mouth, spewing its salty load down my throat, pounding my now forever wrecked asshole, now pussy, and secondly, concerned about my family, my wife, even my job. I was constantly thinking about sex with Jim. It was at the point where I thought it might be effecting my job performance.
It took great strength on my part, but I managed to avoid Jim for almost a week. I went to the gym earlier in the day, got my workout in, and showered and left just like all the other guys at the gym. I did the family thing, spending nights at home.
At the gym, seeing other naked guys, both black and white, in the locker room and in the showers, did very little for me. I was glad, because to me, it meant I wasn't queer, or even bi, apparently my affliction was for Jim, and his cock. As I thought about that, I began to get hard. FUCK, I had to get my mind off him and his cock.
On Friday, my told me her mother, who had been sick for several days, was still not feeling too well, and that after the kids got home from school, she was going to take them and visit her mother, and stay for the weekend. Making plans with her, getting the kids off for school, I left for work, forgetting to take my gym stuff. I pulled into the gym parking lot, and started to get out when I found out I'd left everything at home.
To drive back home, get my stuff, return, do my workout, would likely make me late for work. I decided that I'd go after work, early, so that I'd miss Jim.
Work was busy, and I found myself one of the last to leave for the weekend. Driving home, I saw my workout bag in the kitchen as I walked in. I remembered that I'd missed my workout, grabbed my bag, and headed out.
At the gym, it was almost empty, Friday nights not being popular with many guys, I guess because they were heading out to party, get laid, or whatever, and so I began my routine.
I'd almost finished, when I saw Jim walk in. He didn't appear to notice me, so I continued my workout, I only had one more machine to use, and I could leave. Finishing up my routine, I exited the gym, dropped my gym suit at my locker, grabbed my towel, and went in to shower. Soaping up, I congratulated myself in staying away from Jim, and having self-control. I finished showering, and was drying myself off as I walked toward my locker, and that's when I saw Jim, standing there, looking at me.
I felt myself start to melt. I was like a school girl gazing at her first crush. Ridiculous. I squared my shoulders, and walked up to him, saying hello as I did so.
"Where have you been? "He said. "I've missed our work outs."
Double entendre?
"Uh...been busy, couldn't make it at night," I replied.
I opened my locker, and took my clothes out. Jim moved in by me, standing really close. I could see the outline on his cock through his shorts, it looked like it was firming up.
I tried not to stare, but I couldn't help it.
Jim inched closer.
I looked around, no one was in the locker room.
I reached out quickly, pulled down his shorts, and took his thickening black cock between my lips.
I began suckling, feeling his cock harden to its full size, pushing my face forward, swallowing the thickening tube down my throat. How I missed his cock. I suddenly felt that I was exactly where I belonged, and all was well in the world. I was such a slut.
Jim pulled back, "Hey buddy, let go, we're where anyone could see us."
I reached out, grabbed his hips, and pulled him back into my mouth, without a word. I continued sucking him. I wanted...no NEEDED his cum in my mouth.
Jim pulled away again, took a step to look around the lockers to see if anyone was coming, then grabbed my head, and forced his hard cock back into my mouth, and all the way down my throat, until his balls rested against my chin.
Nothing was said as he kept face fucking me. Holding my head firmly with his hands, Jim kept running that magnificent cock in and out of my throat.
I sat there taking it. Loving it.
My cock was hard.
I could hear myself slurping as he pushed and pulled his cock in my throat.
Finally, all too soon for me, he thrust deep into my throat, and began to unload in my mouth.
He must have saved up his load since we last fucked. I couldn't swallow fast enough. I tried to pull back, but he wouldn't let go. I choked, I gagged, I blew cum out my nose trying to get a breath of air.
He pulled back, sliding the cum, and saliva covered cock from my lips. I got my first breath of air, cum still running out of my nose.
Breathing hard, I looked up at him.
"Thanks, I needed that," he said.
I was happy to have served him.
"Look, I'm having a small get together at my place tomorrow night, any chance you could come over? Nothing special, low key, just going to watch TV, have a few beers, maybe some entertainment. It'll be fun."
I thought for a moment, well the wife and kids were gone, I was free, if there were others there, it wasn't likely we'd be doing anything sexual, so I replied "Sure, ok I can come over for a little while."
We made plans, he told me what time, and I got dressed to leave. My cock was still hard.
Saturday evening, I arrived at his place at the appointed time. Jim opened the door and let me in, I was the first one there, I guess.
Closing the door, Jim grabbed me, turned me around, pushed me against the door, moved tight against me, leaned in and threw a lip lock on me that took my breath away. Never having kissed a guy, and never wanting too, I was taken aback, but the insistent probing of my mouth with his tongue got my interest.
As we dueled with our tongues, I felt his cock pushing against me. Shocked, I realized I was hard also. We ground against each other, both of us enjoying the rubbing of our cocks against each other.
Jim moved back from me.
Looking into his eyes, I dropped in front of him, lowering myself to my knees. Still looking at him, I moved my head forward, until I was able to take his zipper in my teeth. I lowered in down, giving myself access to his manhood, I could feel him behind the briefs that he wore. I moved my tongue on his briefs, searching for the opening that lead to the treasure within. I was still looking him in the eyes when my tongue found the magic opening, immediately, I felt the warm flesh of his cock on my tongue.
Using only my lips and tongue, I rooted around in his shorts, trying to extricate his cock out into the open. It took some doing, but between him getting harder, and my pushing and probing and digging with my tongue, I extracted his cock out into the open.
Still on my knees, looking into his eyes, I swallowed his cock. All the way until my lips were at the base of his cock.