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It was my first year as an upperclassman, and I was finally the starter at shooting guard. Most of our players were upperclassmen; all of our starters except at point guard, where highly-touted freshman Marcus Washington was expected to earn the starter's spot. We had been a very good team last year, just missing out on winning our conference, and with most of our players from last year returning plus our addition of Marcus, we expected to win it this year.

I had finally finished my general education classes, and was working on the courses that I wanted to take for my major.

Things were going great with my girlfriend, Sarah. She's fun, beautiful, and extremely kinky; she is the more adventurous than I am, which shocked me. I never expected to be the prude in a relationship; that's not great for my guy credentials. For my 22nd birthday, she invited her roommate, Jamie, to join us for a threesome. I could barely keep up with pleasuring both of them, and they ended up together for part of the night, much to my delight.

I was really looking forward to this semester; things were looking up.

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We started out 4-0 on the season. Marcus was cocky as shit, and I worried about how he would integrate into the team but despite his attitude, he was a very unselfish player. Besides, his arrogance was backed up by ability; he wasn't just talented, he was also in incredible shape and could probably play the entire game if we needed him to. He was quickly showing that he was the best player on the team, and was the early front-runner for Player of the Year in our conference. I had entered the season thinking that I was the best player on the team; he quickly disabused me of that notion, but due to his play I was having an even better season than I had expected.

After we won our fifth game (with me leading the team in points, with 23, to go along with 5 boards and 3 assists, and I added a block and 2 steals defensively; of course, Marcus was named Player of the Game, putting up 16 points, 12 assists, and 6 boards, plus 4 steals... not that I was competing with him, of course), Sarah and I went back to my dorm to celebrate.

After we finished, sweaty and satiated, she put her head on my shoulder and looked at me.

"Remember a few months ago, when we had a threesome with Jamie?"

"Um..." I put my hand to my chin, mock-thinking. "Doesn't ring any bells."

"Well..." she started. "I kind of was hoping you'd be willing to do the same thing for me," she hurried her words, not looking at me.

"You mean..."

"Another guy," she clarified.

I thought about it. Shit, I really didn't want to... but I wanted to make her happy, and I certainly didn't want to do anything to discourage her from being adventurous. Goddamn it.

"C'mon, I did it for you , you aren't willing to do the same for me?" She grabbed my arm and looked at me pleadingly.

"Okay, fine," I caved, knowing it was useless to fight her. She was always able to bend me to her will, either with sex appeal, begging, or by just plain bullying me. I had learned to not bother fighting her.

"With Marcus," she blurted.

"Huh?" I asked eloquently.

"What?" she asked. "He's hot. Besides," she smirked, "I've heard he's HUNG."

"I thought size didn't matter," I joked.

"Of course it does, silly; why do you think I'm dating you?" I wasn't porn-star big, but I had nothing to be ashamed of. She had measured me at nearly 8 inches, and told me I was the biggest cock she had ever had. Well, if I invited Marcus into a threesome with Sarah and I, that wouldn't be the case any longer. I'd seen him in the showers and soft, he might be as big as I was hard.

"Jesus, baby, I don't know how to bring that up in conversation; we're not exactly friends." I told her, not wanting to see him fucking my girlfriend. We had a friendly rivalry on the court, trying to out-do each other; the other man being Marcus was asking a lot, maybe too much. Especially since he normally got the better of me in basketball.

"Just ask him if he wants to fuck me, I'm sure he'll say 'yes,'" she told me, smiling, knowing that no matter what I said, eventually I'd acquiesce.

"I'll talk to him," I assured her, immediately regretting my decision. I wondered if she chose him just to tweak me, since he had emerged as the best player on the team, and was the de facto leader even though I was the team captain. Although, I could see why she would choose him: he was in great shape, hung, and did very well with the ladies, playing the field rather successfully. Really, that made me even more resentful of her choice. I did owe her though. Maybe it would be fun. Yeah... sure...

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After practice on Wednesday, I hung back and took much longer to shower and change than was usual. I noticed again how well-endowed he was, looking him over when we were the only two people left in the showers. I didn't want him to notice me checking him out; heck, I didn't want to check him out, but knowing that he would be joining Sarah and me (I had no doubt he'd agree), I couldn't help myself... it was only natural to size up my "competition."

I am 6'3" and only 205 pounds, a bit undersized for a shooting guard, but I'm quick and athletic enough to get around bigger shooting guards and finish at the basket. I have a surfer's lean build, with short dirty blonde hair and light blue eyes, so light they look almost gray. Marcus, in contrast, while shorter than me at barely 5'11" actually outweighed me. He was listed at 215, and he looked even bigger than he was at the beginning of the season. He had almost no body fat, he was just heavily muscled. He could bull and overpower opposing point guards, but despite his size, he was also probably both the fastest and quickest guy on the court. He looked like a football player, and played a bit like one too. His skin was very dark, as was his hair, although he kept his head shaved.

He finished showering and left. I finished up to and followed him out, hoping that the locker room was empty so that we could talk alone. I was lucky; surprisingly, we were the only two left.

"Hey, Marcus, you know Sarah, right?"

"Who?" he asked.

"My girlfriend..."

"Oh... yeah?"

"Well..." I hesitated, then just blurted it out. "She wants a threesome."

"Cool."

"With a guy..."

He just looked at me.

"With you."

"Oh." He smirked. "Very cool."

"For her birthday, this Saturday. You down?"

He just raised his eyebrow at me.

"Yeah, figured. You got plans?" I asked him.

"Nah. You know where my dorm is, right?"

I was a bit miffed; it should be at MY dorm. I decided not to make a big deal about it. "Sure."

"What time?"

"After practice, I'll drop my shit off and then we'll be there," I told him.

"Just me, dude? You wanna invite the whole team to have a go at her?"

I envisioned Sarah on her knees, surrounded by black cock, then I pictured her on her back, me fucking her while she sucked off Marcus and jerked off two more black cocks. As kinky as she was, I bet she'd like that - I'd bet she'd have the stamina for it, too - but that wasn't exactly my idea of a good time. I could tell he was joking, though.

"Maybe next time." I quipped.

He chuckled, then left.

I adjusted my hard-on, grabbed my things, then followed him out the door.

Over the next few days, we didn't really interact much more than usual. He did ask me why I asked him, since we weren't exactly friends. I told him, without thinking, that it was Sarah's idea. He just smirked, and was a bit more insufferable than usual. I kicked myself as soon as I told him, realizing how it would sound, but I don't know what else I could've said. I should've told him that it was my idea; I had never been with a black guy. I grinned to myself.

Part 2 - Marcus' Dominance

The day arrived, and Sarah and I went to Marcus' dorm. It was more secluded than mine, and as we walked in, I noticed it was nicer, too. I guess it pays to be a highly sought after recruit. Douchebag.

We just hung out for a while, talking and getting to know one another a bit, putting Sarah at ease with the situation. Honestly, I was nervous too, and we weren't exactly sure how to begin. Eventually, Sarah went to the bathroom whereupon Marcus took the initiative.

"You ready, dude? I'm about bursting. Let's do this thing. Just strip down to your boxers, and when she comes backs she won't be able to keep her hands off us."

He wasted no time in removing his shirt and pants; I couldn't stop myself from again admiring his body. I'm fit, but I wish I could get that kind of definition. He could be on the cover of a magazine. I was actually a little worried that I wouldn't be able to measure up. He looked over at me, and I quickly looked away, busying myself with removing my own clothes.

Sarah came back, and when she noticed our state of undress, a wide grin spread across her face. She walked over to Marcus and ran her hands admiringly over his body, feeling his muscle tone. Maybe I should've been jealous but I realized that she was seeing him for the first time, and this was about her. Besides, the contrast of her white skin on his dark skin was kind of a turn on.

She pulled the waistband of his boxers away from his body, looked down, and gasped. I had some idea what she was seeing, not just because I'd seen him in the showers but also I could see him straining against his boxers. She fell to her knees and very slowly pulled his boxers down. His semi-hard prick was slowly revealed, until she pulled his boxers down far enough that it bounced out and smacked her dead in the face. She giggled nervously, eyes wide at his unbelievable size. Even I had to gasp as I saw it; he was longer and thicker than I am, and he wasn't fully hard yet. I don't think she noticed my reaction over her giggling, although Marcus shot me a wink.

He slowly stroked himself as she knelt before him, and she leaned forward and licked the head. She pushed aside his hands and tried to wrap her own around him, mostly succeeding. She opened her mouth wide and somehow fit the head of his black cock into her mouth. Her cheeks betrayed her actions as she eagerly bobbed on his cock.

I stepped towards the two of them. She removed her right hand from his shaft, still pumping him while she also attempted to remove my boxers. I assisted her as she struggled to pull them down one-handed, and when they fell to my knees she grasped my own rock-hard dick in her hand, slowly jacking me while she sucked him. I enjoyed the feeling of her jerking me off while my gaze remained riveted on her giving Marcus a sloppy blowjob. I had never really watched interracial porn, but I could now see the appeal. His black cock in her mouth made for an arousing contrast.

She pulled back, and his cock popped out of her mouth, copious amounts of her drool making it gleam, and strands connected her mouth to his cock still. She turned towards me and surprised me by kissing me on the mouth. I was really hot after the show she put on, and didn't think as I eagerly returned her kiss. After we separated though, I realized how dirty that was, to kiss her after she sucked off Marcus; it was almost as if I had sucked him off myself. I thought I could taste him, but dismissed it as my imagination.

She continued to jack both of us, and she starting giving me a blowjob. Her wet mouth felt great, and she almost swallowed the entire length of my dick. I was so close to cumming, it wasn't long before I had to push her away.

She immediately returned her attention to Marcus' giant cock. I merely watched as she took his hard, hot cock into her mouth, my hand wrapped around my dick but so charged up that I didn't jerk off, afraid that the slightest sensation would set me off. She was forced to stretch her lips incredibly wide to fit his thick black cock into her mouth, and seeing her pull off the feat caused my dick to jump in my hand. Under normal circumstances I wouldn't like the thought of her sucking another guy, but as turned on as I was her slutty behavior just heightened my arousal. She ran her hands along his body, feeling his abs and thighs, caressing his body.

Marcus' thrust forward, forcing his cock deep into her mouth, causing her to gag. He palmed her head and forced his cock as deep down her throat as it would go. Tears streamed down her face, but she gripped the back of his strong thighs, helping him to violate her mouth. After a few seconds without air, he pulled out and she gasped, breathing heavily.

"Holy shit!" she said. She wasn't angry; she was as turned on as I was.

"Fuck, this bitch can deep-throat," he said, I assume to me although he didn't look up. "I've never had a girl get that much in her mouth before. That was almost all of it."

He picked her up and carried her to his bed, dropping her on her back before smoothly placing her right leg over his left shoulder. He entered her slowly (shit, did he put on a condom?), and I listened to her breathless gasps as he stretched her.

"Holy Fuck! Fuck, fu-u-ck, FUCK!" she just swore breathlessly while he worked his massive cock into her. "So big, so BIG, fuck, you're BIG." She gasped, and occasionally remarked on how big he was.

I just listened to her, turned on by her words as well as his actions. He had neatly pushed me aside; our threesome hadn't turned out as I would've hoped, but somehow, for some reason, I didn't really care. I'm sure Sarah was enjoying herself. I slowly stroked my dick while I watched him fuck my girlfriend, his thrusts becoming faster and deeper. I admired him as he took her, watching his ass and back muscles as he worked his hips. I should've joined in, I should've walked around and fed her my dick so that she was filled at both ends... but I was mesmerized. I couldn't tear my gaze away from Marcus as he pleasured my girlfriend.

"That's right, you love that, don't you, bitch? You gonna cum, slut, you gonna cum in front of your boyfriend?" At this, I heard a moan; I think it was her, but it may have been me.

He sped up, and then I saw her toes curl, then spread wide as her body started quaking. She screamed breathlessly, and he slowed down, maintaining a slow, steady pace as her body was rocked by orgasm.

He flipped her over, and bent her aggressively over his bed, and thrust into her from behind. He grabbed her forearms and twisted them behind her back, pinning her to his bed, and then he went at her again.

Holy shit, he wasn't done? As it turned out, he had a lot more in him, and he fucked her doggy-style to another orgasm, spanking her roughly (I had never been that rough with her, but she seemed to really like it), before he led her over to a full-length mirror, and fucked her in front of that. I met her eyes while he pounded her, and she winked at me, clearly enjoying herself.

I stood by, jacking off while watching him put on a show. I had to stop multiple times to stop myself from climaxing, but he hardly slowed down. I was in awe of his sexual prowess, and I couldn't ever really get back into the "threesome." Eventually, I forgot all about wanting to get involved again, and just admired the amazing show I was receiving. It was a hundred times better than any porn I'd ever seen.

After probably an hour of this, he finally came, this time sitting on the chair while she sat on his lap, her legs d****d over the armrests. Even then, he gave her a body-shaking orgasm first (I think her fourth of the night, although there may have been more, it was hard to tell), before he exploded into her.

She slumped over, eyes half-lidded, her smile conveying complete satisfaction, although she barely looked awake. He had fucked her into a nearly comatose state. She was a complete mess, her hair clinging to her face, completely limp laying on his bed.

Part 3 - My Submission

He turned and looked at me, smirking.

"So, you enjoy the show, dude?"

I swallowed. I didn't want to reveal how much it had turned me on, I could hardly believe it myself. He smirked at me; my erection gave me away.

I looked again at Sarah, almost comatose, overwhelmed with pleasure. Seeing him satisfy her so thoroughly should've made me jealous, but watching him fuck her, I couldn't help but be impressed. Fuck, watching his black cock plunder my white girlfriend turned me on. I would never have believed it, but for some reason that was my reaction to watching another man fuck her: arousal. I had expected some jealousy, but it was like being allowed to watch porn live.

"Well, she seems done for the moment," Marcus said, clearly pleased with himself. I can't believe his performance turned me on so much, but I couldn't help but be impressed at his skill. She had been thoroughly fucked, and I, unexpectedly, was turned on watching another man fuck my girlfriend.

He looked down at his big, throbbing black cock. It was glistening with her juices and his. "Well, I'm not done." He turned towards Sarah. "Even if she is. Time for you to get off the sidelines and join in," he smirked at me. I didn't know if he was joking... a large part of me hoped he wasn't. I'm not gay, and I would never have considered it before, but.. his erect black cock made me reconsider.

"Um, I don't think so, dude..." I said, my voice sounding unconvincing even to me. I kind of wanted him, but I wasn't going to submit to him, that wasn't me. I tried to convince myself that I was just turned on by the unusual circumstances. If I let him fuck me, if I submitted to him... I wouldn't be able to deny my feelings. "I'm not gay, dude," I nervously chuckled, and I inched backwards slowly.

He strode towards me confidently, closing the gap between us in just a few steps. I gasped at his sudden movement... My vision dropped, then narrowed, and all I could see was his huge, veiny, black cock bouncing arrogantly with each step. It filled my vision, and my mouth felt weird. I swallowed, then licked my lips. There was no way he was actually going to...

When he stopped, his black cock bumped into my own erect white dick, pushing it aside. Seeing his longer, thicker black cock next to my own white dick, dwarfing my not-insignificant erection, I fell further under his spell. He put his hands on my shoulders and guided me to my knees. I didn't put up the slightest resistance; I was so weak I could barely stand. It was easy to cede control to the powerful black teen. His age, - being younger than me, not even old enough to buy beer - turned me on even more, adding to the depravity of the situation. I felt so submissive in his presence, it just felt right to be on my knees for him. I was panting with lust, surprised by the overwhelming lust I felt for my black teammate and his gorgeous black cock.

"Maybe, maybe not. But you've been staring at my big, black cock all night," and he thrust his hips forward, causing his cock to bounce up and down; my eyes followed it, mesmerized, proving his statement.

He continued in a casual tone. "I saw you checking me out in the showers the other day, and I knew you wanted some black dick. Don't deny it, don't fight it, just submit."

He was right, of course. I had stared; I thought I had been sizing him up as my competition, but had I just been lusting after his hard, muscular, black body, in particular his massive black cock? Based on my behavior tonight, I couldn't deny him.

Standing over me, his big black cock filled my vision; I gazed up at it from my knees, kneeling before him like I was honoring a religious idol. Seeing his black cock jutting proudly out from his muscular thighs, so close to my face... I was actually turned on thinking that he would let me suck it. My thoughts were consumed by lust for his big black cock; I wanted him in my mouth, violating me, using me for his pleasure. I wanted him to treat me like he had treated Sarah. I wanted desperately to please him.
He answered my prayers. He slapped his big black cock against my lips a few times, and I chased after it, trying to capture him in my mouth. My tongue darted out, desperate to taste him. I was shocked and more than a little embarrassed by my behavior, but I couldn't help myself. He chuckled, then thrust his hips forward, grazing my lips with the head of his mammoth black cock. His thick ebony cock stretched my pink lips wide, and I somehow fit the head of his cock in my mouth. I lapped at it eagerly, licking the head of his cock, barely tasting Sarah's juices, mostly licking up his salty seed.

I reached up and grasped his thickly muscled thighs, marveling at his muscled body. His thighs were rock-hard, and I squeezed them, my dick getting harder as I felt him up. He was bigger than me in more ways than one, and I felt like I was the younger one. I was in awe. He was in complete control, and I didn't want it any other way. He casually explained to me how it was that I, a "straight" white man found myself on my knees with my mouth full of an 18-year-old's massive black cock.

"This happens a lot to white boys, especially when they play sports and have contact with black men in the locker room from a young age. The natural power and dominance of the black man is clear to them, and they learn that the 'myth' of black penis size is more than true. I've been in locker rooms where a whole team is showering together and the smallest black dick is bigger than the largest white dick in the room. Our muscles are different, too. Black men go through puberty earlier, and so especially in high school, and even college, there's a huge difference. I had a man's dick and muscles while my white friends still were packing boy's small dicks, and they were noticeably weaker. Males are pack a****ls, so most will follow and serve the stronger man. Eventually, a lot of white boys end up meeting the right black man and sucking black dick. Just nature taking its course. Me, I think it can be a beautiful thing, and I love having a white jock on his knees in front of me. Just the look they get in their eyes when they're sucking my black dick is enough to get me off. I don't need to degrade them. It's just a white boy sexually submitting to a black man, the way nature intended."

I wanted to tell him that he was wrong, that I, and all white men, weren't naturally submissive to black cock... I wanted to stand up for my race... but it was hard to say anything with my mouth stuffed full with his massive black cock. I just looked up at him from my knees, and drooled all over his superior black cock while he tirelessly fucked my mouth.

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I looked back at Sarah and noticed that she was conscious again. She was propped up on her elbow, watching Marcus fuck my face, her eyes wide. Her hand was between her legs; I was mortified to have her witness my submission, but she seemed to be enjoying it nearly as much as I was. Her eyes bugged out further at his words; she seemed intrigued by his Black Cock Superiority theory. She grinned at me when he finished.

He grabbed my wrists and pinned my hands behind my head. This allowed him to control both my arms and my head, giving him free reign to "assist" me in taking his black cock deeper, and I couldn't even try to fight him off with my arms immobilized. He pumped into my mouth, stretching my lips, until his thick cockhead hit my throat. I gagged, and a few seconds later he pulled out, not quite leaving but allowing me to breathe. I tried to breathe through my nose, not used to giving a blowjob. My spit coated his glistening black cock, rivulets of drool escaping, somehow, past his cock and dripping onto my chest. I felt so depraved, on my knees before the black stud, completely submissive, his bitch. I desperately wanted to touch myself.

He pulled me to my feet, then spun me around before pinning me against the wall. I was completely powerless against him, overmatched by his strength. I momentarily flirted with the idea of fighting him, just to give him the chance to put me firmly in my place. The thought turned me on but before I could act, he spanked me, HARD. My ass stung from his blows, but the pain quickly turned to pleasure.

He leaned into me then pushed his hips forward, causing his hard black cock to poke my asshole. I gasped, shocked; I shouldn't have been surprised, me giving up my ass to him was the natural progression, but I hadn't thought that far ahead..

"Fuck yes, fuck that white boy's ass," Sarah purred. She had told me that my ass was my best feature; she said I had a nice bubble butt, and she liked to grab it. Given her reaction to seeing me dominated by Marcus, it really wasn't surprising that she wanted to see my ass violated by his big black cock. I couldn't blame her; I wanted it too. I should've been ashamed to submit so easily, so eagerly, especially in front of my girlfriend. I wasn't though; I was thinking only with my dick, and I was as turned on as I had ever been. I was almost honored to submit to him, to know that he wanted to fuck me. Knowing that Sarah was there to witness it just made it that much more delicious; I wanted her to see me submit to my big black rival, knowing that it turned her on to see his black cock render me powerless, weak with lust.

I had long been aware that my ass was a major erogenous zone, spending longer than was necessary cleaning my butthole in the showers most mornings. I normally soaped my fingers up and slipped a few in, but I could never bring myself to fully embrace my desires; I told myself I was just cleaning, and I never played with my ass while jerking off. I was, typically, ashamed of it, worried about what it said about me that I liked my asshole played with. I never told Sarah about how sensitive my ass was, worried that she might think less of me, that she might think I was gay. Based on her reaction to seeing me submit to my young black teammate, I guess I needn't have worried.

Marcus rubbed his black cock in between my cheeks, slapping each cheek, threatening me with it, teasing me. I arched my back, thrusting my ass back at him, wordlessly imploring him. I was eager to feel him fill me with his magnificent black cock, I wanted to be impaled on it, it was all I could think about. I was just a fuck-toy for him to use however he wished.

"Get over here, get him ready for me."

It took me a second to realize that he was talking to Sarah, understanding it when she went to her knees behind me. I gasped when she spread my ass, then let out a long moan when she began licking my asshole. I had thought about it before; it was every bit as good as I had imagined. She kissed my cheeks before she spanked me a few times as well; I started, not expecting it.

She leaned back in, and her tongue made me squirm with delight, as it circled around the rim, then she pierced me with her tongue. The situation was unbelievably hot, getting rimmed by my girlfriend in preparation for Marcus' black cock. She reached around and pumped my dick; Marcus slipped two finger into my mouth, and I sucked them submissively. I stared over my shoulder at his huge dick, getting more into sucking his fingers. At this point, I would've done anything for him, I was so hot.

All too soon, Sarah stopped and turned to Marcus. "I think he's ready; fuck his ass."

I heard a moan, surprised when I realized it was me. He finally leaned in, pressing his body against mine; I sighed. His cock teased at my hole for a short while before the very tip started to penetrate me, cleaving my cheeks in twain. I bit my lip; it felt like my ass was being torn apart. There was pain, but quite a bit of pleasure as well. I embraced the warring sensations. Sarah watched still on her knees, eyes wide.

I tried to place my right hand on his shoulder to halt his progress so I could get used to him, but he put me in an armbar and kicked my feet out, forcing me onto my knees and shoulders. The position further established his dominance over me. He filled my ass with a few more inches of his thick, black cock.

Sarah's hands returned to my ass, pulling my ass apart to view his black cock disappearing into my ass, and closing my cheeks to press up against his thick meat, repeating the move several times. She had taken charge of me a little, establishing that I was submissive to both my rival and my girlfriend. Sarah murmured, "That looks so hot. Look at how hot he looks fucking you."

I looked into a mirror nearby (probably there for just that reason). I couldn't actually see his black cock violating me, but the visual of his dark ebony body looming over me, my ass offered up to him, was pretty striking anyway.

Marcus grunted. "You like my black cock in your ass, faggot? Tell me how much you need my black cock."

I looked over my shoulder at him and panted. "Pleease.. ohmygod, please fuck me... fill me with your magnificent black cock..." I have no idea what had come over me, this whole night it was like I was possessed. I had never been turned on by men, or entertained the idea of being submissive. Now, I was submitting to a younger black man, and loving it. I had never been so hot. I worried about being turned on by men, wondering if perhaps it was only black men, black cock in particular, that turned me on. If so, showering would become hazardous since most of my teammates, not surprisingly, were black. Even if not, even if it was only Marcus' dominance that I loved, I would have to deal with that the rest of the year. It was testament to my submission, and his power, that I didn't consider not going through with it. I would worry about that, and my relationship, later.

"I need it.. my ass.. take it, it's yours, fuck..."

Sarah giggled. "Well, you heard him: give him every inch of your great big black cock."

He pushed into me, deeper and deeper, going slowly, allowing me just enough time to stretch around him before forcing more of his magnificent black cock into me. Finally, he somehow bottomed out. I was impaled on his dark meat; it felt amazing. I felt some pain as my ass was stretched unnaturally around his thick cock, but not as much as I feared; I had inadvertently prepared myself for him with my explorations in the shower.

He drove his cock into me in deep thrusts. His balls slapped against mine as he rocked back and forth, stretching my ass so I could get used to him. When he finally did pull out, I felt empty, until he thrust forward, skewing me again on his massive tool. He pulled most of the way out...

"You want me filling you up again, slut? Do you want my big black cock back in your ass?

I moaned, needing him to fill me again with his monstrous cock, needing to be stuffed with black cock. The more he fucked me, the more I got used to it, the more natural it felt to be filled by his superior black cock. He was easily penetrating me now; I was still stretched obscenely around his cock, but it felt right; the pain was a distant memory, all I felt now was pleasure. I was so turned on, looking forward to each hard thrust; I started meeting his thrusts, bucking back to help him fuck me deeper. I was out of my mind with lust.

"How's it feel to have a real man inside of you?" Sarah taunted me. I didn't know if she meant it as an insult, the way it sounded. She giggled, "Looks like you are quite the size queen yourself. Who knew, my boyfriend's a BBC slut." It sure seemed like she was getting off watching me submit to my younger, bigger rival. But I was too.

"Fuck... UNNNH...FUCK fuck m-e-e-e-e," I squealed; I fully embraced my desires. I don't know if his magnificent black cock had turned me gay, but I knew I could no longer consider myself straight; I didn't care. I just wanted more.

As Marcus picked up his pace, Sarah goaded him on. "That's right, stud, fuck my boyfriend's greedy ass. He loves being stuffed with black cock. He loves your black cock. Tell him, tell Marcus that you need his big black cock in your ass," she demanded.

I groaned. Marcus pulled my arms behind me as he pounded me. My head slumped and I saw, between my legs, his thick black cock sliding in and out of my ass as my own erect dick swayed back and forth. I marveled again at the length and girth of his beautiful black cock; how had I never noticed before how attractive black cock was? I must have been brainwashed by a macho culture, tricked into thinking that it was unmanly to admire another man's cock.

"I knew you would love black cock in your ass," Sarah hissed in my ear. I briefly wondered what that meant; did she set this up just to see me submit to Marcus? What made her think I would submit?

For the rest of the night, he thoroughly fucked me, leaving me wrung out on the floor, ass sore, with his semen coating my hair and face. He bounced back and forth between me and Sarah, displaying inhuman stamina. Every time he came, however, he delighted in covering my face, degrading me even further.

Shamefully, I reveled in my humiliation too; something about Marcus' dominance flipped a switch in me, allowing me to pretend to myself that I couldn't stop him, telling myself that he made me go down on him, that he forced himself on me, reaming my ass. Technically speaking, this was correct, but deep down, I couldn't deny that I wanted it as much as Marcus, probably more. Maybe he had been telling the truth, maybe white men were meant to serve black men. I certainly couldn't resist his gorgeous black cock, and it sounded like I wasn't the first white boy he turned.

I worried about the rest of the season, the rest of my life... was this just a onetime thing, or had I been bent by the power of BBC?