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I led Jay down the short corridor, opening the bathroom door for him to see. It was neat and clean. Then I led him the next few steps to the bedroom. The door was open and he pushed past me. His shoulder and arm brushed across my chest as he moved through the doorway. My cock was already rock hard. I watched him walk to the closet and open the door. As he checked it out, I checked out his body.

Jay was tall and muscular, but not overly developed. He wore some long shorts and a tight fitting white t-shirt which contrasted sharply with his black skin. I felt my cock throbbing as I watched him move to the window and look out. His body was turned toward me a bit and my eyes searched his crotch, trying to determine what was there. I seemed to not be in control of myself. I don't know how long I stood staring at his body and his crotch, but it seemed that all of a sudden he was beside me, closing the bedroom door. As I heard the door click shut, I looked up at his face in surprise.

'What's up?' I asked.

'Besides your dick, man? You've been staring at me since I walked into the place and your hard-on is so obvious it must be painful. I figured I better help you with your problem.' He said this with a smile, but his eyes seemed penetrating, looking into mine with a possessive stare. I didn't know what to say.

'You are certainly hard and you have definitely been checking me out. I'm just gonna give you what you need.' As he said this, Jay reached to his waist, grabbed his t-shirt and pulled it over his head. His chest was magnificent! Not overly broad, but toned and hairless. His dark nipples stood out on top of his well defined pecs.

'Guess I must look tasty, huh whiteboy?' Jay stepped up to me and grabbed my right wrist. He pulled my hand to his crotch and rubbed it against the growing log in his shorts. 'Take off your shirt, whiteboy.' It wasn't a request and I looked into his eyes for a second, before dropping my gaze. In a daze, I obeyed, pulling my polo shirt over my head and dropping it on the floor. 'That's right, whiteboy. Show me my new toy.'

'First, drop your shorts, whiteboy. Then, get me out of mine.'

My hand went to the button of my shorts, popped it open and then undid the zipper. I slid them down my legs with my boxers, very turned on by this sexy black stud. My hard dick slapped up against my abs as my shorts dropped.

'Nice cock for a whiteboy. Now, get mine free.' I immediately worked his shorts open, then slid them down his legs. He wore no underwear. His big black cock was rock hard. It was obviously longer than mine, by about an inch and a half.

'You like what you see, whiteboy. That much is obvious. Go ahead. Touch it.' I hesitantly reached out with my right hand and let it close around his thick meat.

'Stroke it some for me, whiteboy.' I obeyed immediately and was rewarded with a low moan of pleasure from deep in his chest. Jay slid his hands to my shoulders and began to push down on them.

I let him guide me to my knees at his feet.

'You look good on your knees, whiteboy. How many cocks have you sucked? Open those pretty white lips boy. You're gonna take every inch of my meat.'

God! I found myself looking up at him towering over me, the two of us joined by his cock in my mouth. It was both steely hard and velvety soft at the same time. As he moved his hips forward, sinking another inch into my mouth, I quit my resistance. This black jock had put me on my knees and shoved his cock in my mouth.

'That's right whiteboy. Now you're my cocksucker. Mmmmm. Use your tongue on the head, cocksucker. Ahhh yeah! That's the way. Now, time to take more.' He shoved another couple inches into my mouth until the flared cockhead was at the entrance to my throat. I was focused on his wiry pubic hair getting closer to my lips, when he grabbed my head and turned my face up to look at him again. He started stroking his cock in and out of my mouth, the head punching against the entrance to my throat each time. 'Fuck yeah! You are a great cocksucker, whiteboy.' I could only grunt in affirmative. 'You are a natural, faggot. You were born to suck cock. Ahhhh, yeah! You suck dick like you been doing it all your life. Oh, hell yeah. That's right whiteboy. Suck my big black cock! Damn that feels so good. Time to take more.'

With that, his next stroke didn't stop when his head reached my throat. Instead, he used brute force to ram his cock further, choking me. I heard him laugh. 'Do it faggot! Choke on my black cock! You look great there on your knees with your hot white lips stretched around my cock and playing with your own white meat like a little boy.' He pulled back for a second, then forced his way into my throat again. Before I had time to start choking, he withdrew, then slammed in again. He set up his pace slowly taking more and more of my throat, working until I had his entire length inside me. I realized he was right, I was stroking my own cock rapidly as he fucked my mouth.

'Oh, yeah! Take it boy. You still got another couple inches to go. Fuck yeah, lick the head. Now some more. Just another inch. That's right boy. Fuck yeah! You got it all! You're a natural born cocksucker, whiteboy. You were made for this. Ahhh yeah, that is great. You were born to suck cock, faggot. Oh fuck yeah, you make my cock feel great, boy. You are the best cocksucker that's ever tasted my meat. Suck me boy. Make me feel good.' The words hit my mind like a sledgehammer.

Covered with spit now, it was easy to take. Jay wasted no time regaining his pace and began to fuck my mouth harder and harder. I curled my lips over my teeth to make it easier for him. 'That's the way boy. Like I said, a natural cocksucker. Damn you are good!' He breath was coming faster now, almost panting. I felt his hands on my head, guiding me up and down his cock at times, other times holding me in place for his moving hips. Jay pulled my head towards him as he thrust his hips forward and my nose was buried in his pubes. He leaned forward some so that my forehead was pressed against his abs.

'Gonna cum!' he shouted. I started to pull back and off his cock. I got my mouth about halfway before he stopped me with his hands. I tilted my head back a little and raised my eyes. They met his gaze just as his first throbbing spurt of cum shot into my mouth. 'Take it faggot!' he hissed. 'Swallow my fucking cum!' Five more spurts followed the first and I had no choice but to choke and drown or swallow this black stud's seed. He watched and his face lit up with a grin as my throat muscles worked and I swallowed the cum filling my mouth. Keeping one hand on my head, he used the other to milk his cock, leaving just the head in my mouth. I tasted another salty drop of his sperm before he pulled out completely. His cock was still almost fully hard.

He reached down and grabbed a fistful of hair on the top of my head. He pulled me to my feet and looked down my body. 'Yeah, you look nice, whiteboy. Still hard too. This is gonna be fun.' Jay pushed me a bit then stated moving me backwards. My legs hit the side of the bed and he landed on top of me, our cocks rubbing together.

Jay's handsome face was just inches from mine and I stared at him, moaning as he worked his cock, humping mine with his. Jay watched me and seemed to be enjoying rubbing our cocks together. I didn't even notice as he slid first his right leg between mine, then his left. The friction from his cock on mine was all I cared about. Then he looked me in the eye.

'Please, let me suck you again!' I started begging.

'Already begging to blow me again, huh faggot? Well, lemme tell ya something whiteboy, I can fuck you and I'm gonna. Not only that, you're gonna love it! Look at your cock, whiteboy. You are still hard as a rock! If you didn't want me to make you my white pussyboy, would your cock still be hard? Trust me, whiteboy, you cum swallowing dudes all take it up the ass.' Jay's hands slid behind my knees and he pushed my legs back, rolling me up onto my shoulders. He spread my legs wide, giving himself all the access he needed.

'Your cock is too big! Please be easy.' Jay just gave me a grin and the spit on my exposed hole a half dozen times or so. I watched him as he raised up on his knees, his sculpted chest moving forward and over me. As his face settled above mine, I felt the head of his cock press against my hole. I could feel my eyes widening as he began to push forward.

'Please, Jay. Please fuck my ass. Your cock is so big for me to take. You have to fuck me.' He paused over me, his eyes locking on mine.

He thrust his hips forward and I felt the head of his cock stretch me open. I groaned in pain and felt my eyes start to water. My breath was coming in shallow gasps.

'Oh god! It hurts. Gooooood!' I yelled.

'Your new god is two inches up your tight pussy, whiteboy. I'll hold still and let you get used to it for a second. No need to rip you open.' He did as he said, stopping his relentless penetration and watching my face closely. I had a bellyful of this dude's cum!

I let out a moan, as my ass was adjusting to his intrusion. I had closed my eyes, but now opened them. Jay's face was just inches above mine, still watching me closely. He must have seen what he wanted, because he began to move his hips again. This time he moved them in circles, probing inside me at different angles.

'Oh god,' I moaned, not in pain this time. I looked at him again, our eyes meeting.

'You got the head, whiteboy, now for the shaft.' Staring into my eyes, Jay slowly but determinedly sank the length of his cock into me until I felt his wiry pubes scratching my cheeks. 'Now you got it all, whiteboy. Now you are my pussyboy. Gonna fuck this hot pussy a lot!' So saying, he dragged his hips backward until just the head remained inside me, then rammed back home. Longdicking me, he fucked me for a solid five minutes. Both of us were sweating and I was now arching my back to meet his thrusts.

Jay had been supporting himself over top of me with both his arms. Now he lowered his chest onto mine. His warm skin rubbed my hard dick. 'Getting fucked gives you a hard-on, whiteboy. Tells me just how much you like being a pussy for a real man.' He thrust his cock in deeply as he said this, making me moan again. Jay's cheek was next to mine and he was whispering into my ear what a good fuck I was, how tight my hole was and how much he was gonna enjoy using it whenever he wanted. I looked down his body, admiring the muscles flexing in his tight back, watching as the globes of his ass raised and lowered, feeling his cock moving in me as he did it.

His whispered words were getting to me. I was his pussyboy. He was a real man who was fucking me. I was there to please him, to be used by him. I would give up my mouth or ass whenever and however he wanted. I was his full time bitch, his white pussyboy. I lay there on my back, taking in these words and thoughts just as I was taking his cock in me. Jay raised himself up again on his arms and looked down. His beautiful chest was glistening with sweat and all of his muscles stood out from the exertion of his fuck. His eyes met mine again.

'You're leaking a bunch, pussyboy. You are really getting off on being fucked by me. Aren't you?'

'Yes, Jay. I love being fucked by you. I love your big cock up inside me.'

Jay rewarded me with a grin. 'I know you do boy. I knew you wanted this from the second I saw you staring at me with a big old hard on in your shorts. Jay suddenly pulled his cock out of me.

'Wait, Jay, don't stop!'

'Need it now, don't ya, pussyboy? Well don't worry, I'm gonna put it to you again. Get up on your hands and knees. I'm gonna fuck you like a dog, bitch.' I quickly obeyed, scrambling around on the bed until I knelt before him on my hands and knees. I felt him move up closer behind me, then felt the head of his cock probing my entrance. Suddenly, Jay grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling my head, up and back, straining my neck.

'Tell me what you want, faggot,' Jay demanded. 'Tell me what you need, whiteboy.'

'I want your cock inside me, Jay. I need you to fuck my ass with your big black cock!'

'Fuck your what, faggot? Where do you want me to fuck you?' He yanked on my hair again.

'M-my pussy, Jay! Fuck my pussy!' I was so caught up in the lust of the moment and Jay's domineering attitude that I was practically begging him to fuck me.

Still firmly holding my hair, Jay rammed his cock into me. It felt even more intense taking the whole length of him like that. Jay pulled out completely then rammed in again. I moaned as he stuck me a third time. I could hear Jay laugh a little as he completed his fourth penetration.

'So you like that, do you pussyboy? You like me pulling out and giving it to you all at once. Well fucking take it!'

He began to fuck me faster, but still pulled completely out of me each time. I felt like I was being impaled by this black stud again and again. Jay fucked me like this for about five more minutes before he surprised me by not plunging in again.

He released my hair and I let my head drop down. Jay moved to the side of the bed and lay on his back. I looked over to see him, hands folded behind his head, watching me. My eyes moved to his cock, still rock hard.

'Climb on and ride it, whiteboy. I wanna watch you fuck yourself on my big cock.' He grinned at me and I quickly moved over to him.

Straddling his hips on my knees, I reached down and aimed his cock into my hole. Then I slid down on it, hearing Jay sigh in pleasure. I put my hands on his chest, feeling his muscles as I rode his cock. I played with Jay's nipples until they were as hard as his cock. Jay was moaning in pleasure and I was doing the same.

I dropped my right hand to my cock and started beating my meat. I wanted to cum with this stud up inside me. Without warning me, Jay grabbed me and rolled me off his cock. I watched as he got off the bed and stood in the middle of the floor. His hard cock jutted up at an angle.

'Come over here, pussyboy,' Jay ordered pointing to the floor in front of him. I climbed off the bed, moved to where he had pointed and stood facing him. 'Turn around,' he said. I turned, facing away from him. I felt his hand on the back on my neck, then his other hand on my hip.

He used them to bend me over and kicked at my ankles until I had spread my legs to his satisfaction. I felt him step up behind me, could feel the heat from his body as he moved in close. He put the head of his cock right up against my hole and pressed his chest against my back.

'You want it again, whiteboy?' he whispered into my ear. 'You wanna get fucked with my big black dick?'

'Yes, Jay, please! Fuck me, stud!'

'You got it, pussyboy.' He thrust back into me, filling me with his cock again. I moaned in appreciation and clamped down hard on his cock.

'Yeah, that's the way, whiteboy, keep it nice and tight for your stud's cock.' Jay really began to fuck, humping me hard and fast. Both of our bodies shook with the force of his fucking.

He pushed me forward and I leaned on the bed, bent over for this guy's use. Jay really plugged me, working his cock at all angles, filling me and making me moan. He was panting from the effort and I knew he had to be close to shooting his load.

Jay quickly yanked his cock out of me and forced me back onto the bed. He grabbed my legs and flipped me onto my back. Still holding my ankles, Jay spread my legs as he climbed onto the bed with me.

Jay wasted no time shoving his cock into me again. I was furiously beating my meat, nearly ready to cum myself. I looked at his face and saw he was staring at me. 'I wanna watch your face when I pump your pussy full of cum,' he said. 'I'm almost there. Fuck yeah, bitch, take my cum!'

His eyes bored into mine as I felt his cock throb and expand. Jay's entire body tensed as he began to cum up inside me. 'Ahhh fuck yeah!' He nearly screamed.

My own cock started to shoot just a second later. As this black stud shot his load of hot sperm inside me, I shot my own load all over my chest and abs. 'Oh god!' I cried out as my cock spurted. Our eyes were still locked as we both came.

'Told you faggot, your new god has his cock all the way up your pussy and is shooting his seed into you. Ahh fuck yeah, that is good!' The tension flowed out of Jay's body and I could feel his cock finally starting to soften.

Jay let out a long, slow breath and slowly pulled his cock out of me. He collapsed onto his back next to me on the bed. I watched his chest rise and fall as he caught his breath. I felt empty now as I lowered my legs. Jay looked at me as he climbed off the bed.

'You're a good fuck, whiteboy and you took to sucking my dick like a two dollar whore, and that boypussy was tight and hot.

He laughed and walked to the bathroom. I heard the water running. I followed him to the bathroom.

I stepped into the bathroom and the sight of him changed my thinking. He was bent over the sink and had cleaned off his cock. The view of the side of his body, muscles taut, skin glistening had my cock stirring again. He looked at me, then moved over a bit, giving me some room at the sink.

I quickly washed my cum off my chest remembering that I had two loads of his cum in me. That thought quickly brought my cock back to life.

'You're still hard, cocksucker? I would have thought you'd be worn out by now. What's got your dick up, boy? The sight of my hot body?'

'Well, that, but I also was just thinking that I have two loads of you cum in me.'

'One deposit at each end,' Jay laughed. 'Seems to me you want more.' He looked at me questioningly.

'Why don't you some over tomorrow at 10 am?'

He knew damn well that I wanted it and I quickly agreed.

Wednesday of the following week my phone rang. It was Jay. Just the sound of his voice had my whole body reacting.

'So, whiteboy, I haven't heard from ya since I pounded your pussy the last time. Where the hell have you been? Yeah, well, boy, I've got some work for you to do. Be over here in thirty minutes.' The phone line went dead.

Less than a half hour later, I was knocking on Jay's door. He answered it wearing just a pair of jockey shorts, his well defined muscular chest bare. I felt my cock, which had been at half mast on the drive to his place straining in my shorts. He flashed me a grin, his bright white teeth shining.

The sight of him, his muscles, dark skin and handsome face was enough to dissolve the last remaining vestiges of my will.

He stepped to the side, opening the door wider for me to enter. As I walked past him, I felt his hand on my ass, squeezing my left cheek.

'Gonna be up in here real soon, whiteboy. Real soon.' I heard the door shut as I made my way into the living room. When I reached the couch, I turned to look at him. He had followed along behind me and stood only a few feet away. As I watched, he flexed the muscles in his arms and chest, showing off his body.

'Like what you see, boy? Ready for some action?' I could only nod my head. 'Then strip, faggot,' he said as he sprawled on the couch. He watched me as I pulled off my shirt, kicked off my shoes and socks and dropped my shorts and underwear.

'Still looking ready to be fucked, whiteboy. You got a nice body, in shape, well toned and real fuckable.' His hand went to his crotch and massaged the growing bulge in his boxers. 'This is the piece of meat that's gonna do it to ya too, pussyboy. You like being a pussyboy for a black stud like me?'

'Yes, Sir.' I replied.

'Yes sir, what?' he demanded.

'Yes, Sir, I like being a black man's pussyboy.'

He gave me another big grin as he listened to the words.

'I have never seen such a pussy slut like you. When you had my dick in your mouth and in your tight little pussy that was pure ecstasy on your face. Your little white boy-cock all hard and throbbing tells me what I need to know now you're nothing more than a pussy that I fuck. That ain't ever gonna change.'

Yes I had taken his fucks, both in my mouth and my ass. I couldn't deny what he was saying. Plus, my cock was giving me away just like he said.

'Why don't you get on your knees right where you are, faggot? You look best on your knees.' He paused and grinned again. 'Well, on your knees with my dick in your mouth, that is.'

I dropped to my knees on the wooden floor and looked at him again. His cock was rock hard and poking out of the fly of his boxers. He was slowly stroking it as I watched. My eyes seemed glued to it.

'I know you like what you see, cocksucker. Why don't you get over here and put those sweet lips to good use? I wanna see you crawl on the floor to suck me off.'

I did as he asked, crawling on my knees to the couch until my head was over his crotch. He smelled spicy and musky, a smell that I now associated with sex. As my face hovered over his crotch, he reached up with one hand and grabbed a fistful of my hair. With the other hand, he aimed his cock upward, pointing it at my mouth. Slowly, almost teasingly, he pushed my head downward, milking the long shaft of his cock as he did it. I watched a shiny drop of precum appear just before the head of his cock reached my lips. I obediently let his manhood slide into my mouth, closing my lips around it and running my tongue across the head. The salty taste of his precum coated the tip of my tongue and I listened to him sigh in pleasure.

I only had a few seconds to savor the taste as Jay kept up the pressure on my head, forcing my lips further down the length of his cock. He moved his other hand to the top of my head, holding it firmly. My mouth which had been watering since the sight of his bare chest in the doorway was flooded now at the taste of his cock. I sank down, his cock going deeper and deeper into my mouth until the head lodged in my throat. The pressure continued until my throat stretched around his large cockhead.

It slid inside and I fought the urge to gag. In seconds, my nose was pressed against the cotton of his boxers. Jay held me there for a second then released my head. I looked up his body as he put his hands behind his head, pulling up to the head of his dick as I did so. He was watching me.

'You know what to do, cocksucker. Make my cock happy. Make it squirt a big load of cum down your throat, you cocksucking faggot.' His language and tone just made me even hornier and I forced my mouth back to the base of his thick cock.

I began to bob up and down his shaft, using my tongue on the head and my lips to milk the shaft. I was rewarded with moans of pleasure from Jay. After a few minutes, his hips began to thrust upward slightly each time I sank down his cock. Together we worked his cock in and out of my mouth and throat. I had one hand on his flat belly, feeling the muscles tighten each time he lifted his hips. My other hand was on my own cock, stroking it at the same pace I was taking his cock in my mouth.

'You should see yourself, whiteboy. On your knees again with your lips stretched by my big black prick and beating yourself off while you do it. Oh yeah! That is such a hot sight! Use more suction, faggot.' I increased the suction of my mouth on his cock. 'That's right! Oh fuck yeah! Gonna shoot, whiteboy. Gonna shoot my load right into your cocksucking mouth! Fuck yeah, take it, faggot! Take it all!'

He moaned loudly 'Ahhhh AH ahhhh AH ahhh AH ahhh AH,' punctuating each of his spurts with a louder moan.

Jay's hot cum shot into my mouth, hitting the roof of my mouth, filling my cheeks. I let it settle on my tongue, enjoying the taste for a few seconds before I swallowed this black stud's sperm. I glanced up at his face again as my troat worked to take his load into my belly and his eyes were fixed on me, watching me swallow his cum. I milked the last of his load from his softening cock with my lips until he reached down and pulled my mouth off. Panting, I looked up at him again.

'You are a natural born cocksucker, whiteboy, but you are definitely getting better with practice. I'm still pretty hard, but you're gonna get me even harder before I plug your boypussy again. I'll plug you hard and fast like I would any whore before I fill you with my seed. Sound good to you faggot?'

'Yessir,' I said.

'Good, then get these shorts off me.' I pulled at the waistband as he raised his hips, stripping him naked. His glorious tight body was stretched out on the couch for my eyes to drink in and admire. As I watched, Jay pulled his feet forward, then reached behind his knees and pulled them to his chest. I kept stroking my cock.

'My balls, whiteboy. Suck on them. Now!'

Not wasting any time, I leaned forward and sucked at his sac. I could feel his big balls under my lips and tongue. His sac was covered with some sparse hair. I tried to suck both of his balls in my mouth, but had to settle for just one. He moaned appreciatively as I did it. I worked on the skin with my tongue which made his body twitch. I was happy that I could cause that reaction in him. I bathed his ball with my tongue for a minute before switching to the other one.

'Yeah, suck my balls, whiteboy. You fucking cocksucker! You are getting me hot! Get up on the couch so I can watch you do it better.'

I obeyed and crawled onto my knees on the couch. I could now see his cock better too. I looked at it and saw it growing again. It still wasn't as hard as it had been when he shot his cum down my throat though. I worked harder on his balls and looked up past his dick along his abs and chest to his face. He was watching me suck his balls.

'Trying to get me to full mast, pussyboy?' I nodded still sucking on his nuts. 'Then time to go lower.' I wasn't sure what he meant until he put his hand on the top of my head and started to push. His balls slid out of my mouth and I knew what he wanted. The desire to submit to him and get him hard enough to fuck me washed through me. I let my tongue slide down to his ass.

I found his hole with the tip of my tongue and circled around it licking the stud's ass! Not only that, I was doing it so that his cock would get hard and he would fuck me with it again. I took a broad swipe with my tongue across his hole and heard him moan deeply again. He was enjoying this. I lapped at him again and again, getting his hole wet.

'Stick your tongue in, bitch. It's about the closest you'll ever get to fucking me.'

I aimed the tip of my tongue at his hole and drove it in. Jay went wild, bucking underneath me, twisting around and twitching in pleasure. I moved my tongue forward and back, the way he did with his cock in my hole. I saw that his cock was now hard as steel and watched as Jay's big hands clenched against the couch, then released, then clenched again. He only lasted another few seconds. Before I knew it, he was moving.

He rolled out from under my mouth and grabbed the back of my neck. Pulling me forward, he moved beside the couch. As I fell onto my stomach, Jay moved on top of me, laying on top of me and covering me completely. I could feel his cock rubbing along the crack of my ass as he slowly humped me.

'Time for you to take another load, whiteboy. Hope you are ready for your pussy to be fucked!' He suddenly aimed his cock in and rammed into me. Even though I had taken him before, I let out a shout of pain.

'Oh God!' I yelled. He clamped a hand over my mouth and forced every inch into me. I could feel his hot breath against the back of my neck.

'Shut up and take it you fucking white faggot. You want all your other tenants to know you're up here getting fucked by me? Take my big black dick!'

I was lost between pain at his penetration and pleasure from the full feeling of him inside me. His cock was thick and hot and throbbed in me. The precum that he had been leaking was all the lube he used and it had hurt like hell, but I was beginning to adjust. I felt Jay pull his hips back, his retreating cock leaving me feeling empty before he rammed back into me.

He began to hump me in earnest, obviously wanting to cum. For a few minutes we continued like that with me face down on the couch, the wight of his body holding me down.

Then Jay grabbed my shoulders and pulled me up to take me doggie style. He spit on his cock a few times while still pumping and it slid in and out more easily. I was moaning like the whore he made me.

'Yeah bitch. Take it like a dog. You fucking pussy. You live to get reamed out by my big black cock. Oh fuck yeah! Take my dick, slut. I may have taken your pussy, but you'll give it up to me now anytime, won't you, whiteboy?'

'Ahh, fuck, yes Jay. Anytime you want it.' I probably would have said anything. I felt his hand suddenly close around my cock and reacted like I was struck by lightning. I could feel my hole clamping down onto his invading dick as he squeezed my cock harder and harder. He didn't stroke me, but just that contact with his hand was heaven. I was now moving backwards to meet each of his thrusts.

'That's right bitch. You are getting to be a better pussyboy as well as a better cocksucker, whiteboy. Keep milking my cock like that and I'm gonna plant my seed in ya! Ahh fuck yeah. That's it bitch. Take my meat!'

He pounded into me for another dozen strokes before he pulled out of me. Roughly twisting me around, forcing me to turn, he manhandled me onto my back. I looked up and our eyes met as he drove his cock into me again. 'I wanna watch your face while I fuck your brains out and when I cum in you whiteboy. Beat your meat while I fuck you!'

I grabbed my cock, jacking off like crazy. His cock filling me had me out of my mind. My balls were tightening up and I was close to cumming. Jay lowered his face to just inches above mine. 'Gonna cum!' he announced. I saw him tense and the cords in his neck stand out and he thrust in deeply.

That penetration set me off and I shot my load, covering our bellies and even hitting my chin with the first shot. Jay gave me two more small thrusts and let out a roar of pleasure, filling me with his cum. His eyes were locked onto mine as he filled me again with his sperm. It seemed to go on forever, his body shaking in pleasure but then he lowered himself onto me, our chests stuck together with my cum. He settled his head next to mine and relaxed, his cock buried deeply inside me. I waited, my legs still wrapped around his broad back, content to lay under him, full of his cock and cum until he wanted to move.

I had left Jay's apartment after our last evening together listening to him chuckle as I carefully took smaller steps than usual to give my abused hole as little further pain as possible. Jay had fucked me three more times over the course of the next several hours, taking longer and longer each time to shoot his cum. My ass was sore and hurting and I had begged him several times to stop for a minute, to please give me a break, but he just kept pounding into me, telling me that as his bitch I needed to learn to take his cock however he wanted to give it to me.

Now, three days later, I was beginning to feel halfway normal again. My ass had seemed to recover from Jay's at times brutal pounding thrusts.

The next day, Todd, another tenant in that building of Jay called asking me to please stop by to look at a leaking faucet. In his apartment, I found myself staring at the young man more than I should. Todd had a dark complection, not swarthy or latino, but just well tanned with very dark brown hair and brown eyes. He hadn't shaved for a day or so and I found his stubble to be strangely exciting. Todd is 25 and stands about five ten or five eleven, just a bit shorter than me, and clearly worked out.

I forced my thoughts away from him and concentrated on fixing the leak. There was also a problem with the drain and as I lay under the sink working on it, Todd sat on a chair at the kitchen table chatting with me, just trying to be polite.

Unfortunately this gave me a good view of his muscular legs and glances up the inside of his shorts to his boxers. As my cock grew harder and harder, I announced that I needed some different tools and asked if I could come back to finish another time. Todd told me that he had some errands to run, so I grabbed the rent check and got out the door as quickly as I could. I had to make a conscious effort to keep myself subtly turned to hide my hard cock from the view of the athletic guy.

In the hallway, I breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the wall for a second. I turned to leave, my cock still visibly hard, and stopped dead in my tracks. Jay stood at the end of the hallway. The look on his face was one of amusement and superiority. I tried to hide my hard cock, but he had already seen it and the sight of him, tall, straight and toned only made it more visible. Jay's door was halfway down on the other side of the hall. He stepped up to it, slid his key into the hole and opened the door. Jay glanced again at me as he moved through the doorway. 'Get in here.'

As if I had no will of my own, I walked down the hall and stepped into Jay's apartment. He was only standing about five feet in the apartment, hands on his hips which jutted forward, showing me that he was hard too. I felt my knees go weak and a shiver run up my spine at the sight of the muscular black stud. He wore low slung jeans and a tight fitting white t-shirt which emphasized the development of his chest and arms.

'You know where you belong, whiteboy.' It was a command as much as a statement. I looked up at Jay's face as I stepped forward and sank to my knees. 'Good boy. Now you know what to do.'

I turned a bit to swing the door closed but Jay grabbed my hair painfully. 'Did I tell you to close the door, bitch? Did I?' he demanded.

'No, sir.' I managed to reply.

'Then do what you were born to do, cocksucker.' He popped open the buttons of his 501's as he said this. I was unable to tear my eyes away as I saw he was wearing no underwear. His thick black cock sprang out toward my face seconds later. Acutely aware of the door standing wide open behind me, I still leaned forward to take him in my mouth. He stopped me with the palm of his left hand against my forehead. He grabbed the base of his cock with his right hand and began to beat my face with it. I felt the head and the shaft slapping against my cheeks, my lips, my chin. I was worried that even this sound may carry down the hall, but there was nothing I could do. For some reason, I couldn't make myself stand up and walk away from this black buck dick slapping my face. I wanted to be on my knees there taking it. My cheeks were as much red from my embarrassment as from the slapping of his cock.

Finally, even though I had my lips open, trying to catch his cockhead between them, Jay ordered me to open wide and sank his cock into my head in one smooth slow thrust. With his hand now gripping the hair above my forehead, I could do nothing but let him make the slow insertion, feeling my throat stretch as he shoved his entire length into me. He let out a mixed moan and sigh of pleasure as my lips, tongue and throat muscles all worked to milk his long black shaft. I slid my hands up to his hips, enjoying the feel of his leg muscles and the bones of his pelvis just below where his abdomen tapered upwards, solid with muscle. Since he didn't tell me to stop, I ran my hands further up, felling his chest widen as I slid them under his shirt. I moved my hands to the front of his chest and my fingers ran across his pecs. I lightly played with his nipples, squeezing them gently and feeling them harden.

Jay was moaning more loudly now as he used his left hand to move my head in time with the slow thrusting of his hips, pulling my face down each time he thrust forward. I had learned early on how to cover my teeth, so he had a warm wet receptacle for his cock - my mouth. Jay was breathing deeply, and I was able to tilt my head some and raise my eyes upward. Once again, Jay towered over me, looking dominantly down at me, his kneeling cocksucker, worshiping his cock.

'Go ahead and play with your boy cock, faggot. You know you want to and I like watching you jack yourself while you suck me.' I really thought he was being nice, allowing me to stroke my cock while going down on him and quickly opened my own jeans and pushed them down. Jay watched me for a moment and just after I grabbed my cock, he surprised me by pulling his dick from my mouth. Jay's hands grabbed my shoulders and with brute force he spun me around on the floor on my knees so that I faced the open doorway. I felt him drop onto the floor behind me, his knees coming down between my calves, forcing my legs wider apart, nestling in close to my now exposed ass. Jay used a hand on the back of my neck to force me forward, making me catch myself so that I ended on hands and knees. I looked up at the wall across the hall out the open door as the head of Jay's cock found my hole. He held still for a second, then brutally plowed forward, forcing every inch of his thick cock into me in one swift motion.

'Ahhhhh! Fuckkkk!!' I cried out.

Jay lowered his chest onto my back and wrapped his arms underneath me around my chest. His mouth was next to my ear. 'You better not make too much noise, whiteboy, or else Todd may come down here to see what's happening. Do you want him to find you on your hands and knees on the floor with my big black dick fucking your butt?' Jay thrust in again and again, brutally hard, obviously trying to get me to make more noise. I clamped my lips shut which were still tingling from the friction of his cock sliding against them as I had sucked him, and waited for my ass began to adjust again to his invasion of my body. 'Then again,' he continued, 'with that boner you were sporting coming out of his apartment, maybe that's exactly what you want. Huh, whiteboy? You got a hankering for some white dick plowing your butt? Or maybe down your throat? Todd's a real man. Not a piece of shit, white pussyboy like you. I bet he'd be plenty happy pumping a few loads into you. What do you think. Maybe we should get him down here and you two could negotiate a new rent amount.' As he said this, Jay's thick cock continued its assault, plowing my ass open, then withdrawing, only to ram back in deeply again.

The thrusts were forcing grunts out from deep in my chest and I was powerless to stop them. Then to my horror, I heard the door down the hall, the door to Todd's apartment, swing open. My mind registered the squeaky hinge and that I needed to oil it, of all things. Then I remembered. Todd had said he needed to go out to run some errands. 'Oh my god,' I thought miserably. 'This hot looking guy, who could be a friend of mine, and who I hoped would be a friend, was going to find me on the floor of Jay's apartment, mounted like a bitch by the muscular black young man. I lowered my face to look at the floor, but Jay grabbed the hair on the back of my head and pulled me back up. I heard Todd's door shut and the jingling of his keys as he locked up his apartment. The jingling stopped and I resigned myself to my fate. Just as I thought Todd must appear in the hallway, Jay reached out and swung the door shut, sealing us into his apartment.

I was letting out a sigh of relief when Jay redoubled his assault on my boypussy. I heard Todd's footsteps on the hardwood floor pass along in front of Jay's door, and managed to keep my mouth clamped closed, but worried that just the squelching sound of Jay's pounding cock and his panting breath would carry through the door to Todd's ears in the hallway. But the footsteps faded and I relaxed a little mentally. Jay's rough pounding forced me to keep my elbows locked to support Jay's weight on my back and keep my balance under the onslaught of Jay's brutal thrusts. The friction of Jay's speed and force was also having an effect on him, as well. With a loud moan into my ear, I felt Jay tighten his arms around my chest as he began to cum. He sank his cock deeply into me and held it there. I could feel its pulsing as he pumped spurt after spurt of hot cum into me.

Jay let out a satisfied sigh and relaxed his grip, settling onto my back. I kept both of us supported, wanting the black stud, whose cock was still deep inside me to stay buried deeply in me for as long as he wanted. Jay's breathing finally slowed to normal and he raised himself upwards. I could feel the back of my shirt soaked by both his sweat and my own as the cool air hit it. Jay's cock slid out of me, leaving me feeling empty and strangely incomplete. I wondered for a brief second if I could call out to Todd. Call him in and have him fuck me. The reality of what I was thinking suddenly hit me and the shock of it brought me out of my sexually induced trance.

My cock was still hard as I had been unable to stroke it and support myself and Jay during his fucking. It throbbed almost painfully, as hard as it had ever been in my life. I raised up onto my knees when Jay told me to and turned to face him. He told me to open my mouth and as I sucked him clean, he allowed me to beat my cock. I came within a minute, his softening black cock now clean in my mouth.

Jay watched me cum, my sperm shooting onto the floor. He let me suck him for a few seconds longer, then pushed me away. I watched him as he turned and sauntered to the couch. His ass cheeks were round, firm and tight, the skin not as dark as his cock, and I found myself longing not to shove my cock between them, but to use my tongue again. Jay reached the couch and sprawled on it on his back. His cock flopped over his thigh, pointing at me. Jay glanced over at me and told me to clean up the floor. I knew what he wanted from the look on his face and in his eyes. I leaned over and licked my cum from the floor. Jay was smiling when I looked back up at him, his teeth gleaming.

'You're learning pretty quickly, bitch. But I suppose you want more. Right?' He looked at me.

'Yes sir. I want more, if you do.'

'You want it from me, or from Todd?'

'You, Jay. I want your cock.'

'Does that mean that you don't want Todd's?' When I hesitated, he laughed. 'That's what I thought. Already you're wanting more and more dick. Well let me tell you boy. If I ever find out that you've been some other guy's bitch without my permission, you will never get this,' he grabbed his cock, 'ever again. You understand that?'

'Yes, Jay.'

'Good. Then get over here and you can suck another load outta my balls.'

Obediently, I crawled to the couch and buried my face in his crotch, taking his cockhead in my mouth. Jay just relaxed on the couch, enjoying letting me do all the work. His cock quickly grew in my mouth forcing me to climb up onto the couch to get the right angle to get his cock all the way in my mouth. Jay spread his legs, giving me room on the couch to work his cock deeply in and out of my throat. Suddenly the phone rang and I began to pull off his cock. A hand on the back of my head held my mouth on his shaft. The phone was on the table beside the couch above Jay's head and with his other hand, Jay reached behind him and grabbed it.

'Hello? Hey b*o. What's up? Really? Yeah, kind of a slow day then. Me? Just having a bit of fun here. Nah, not that. Closer, but not quite. Closer still. That's it. Yeah, it's good head. Some of the best I've gotten.' I couldn't believe that Jay was talking about getting his cock sucked with some guy on the phone. 'No, not her. Not her either. You aren't gonna guess, 'cause you don't know the guy. Yeah, that's right, it's a guy. I know. Found me a little whiteboy who likes dick. Especially black dick. No, I'm not k**ding you.' Jay used the grip on my hair to move my head up and down his cock. 'Yeah, listen.' He held the phone down by my mouth and I knew whomever was on the other end could clearly hear the slurping and sucking sounds of my mouth on Jay's big black cock. He pulled the phone back to his ear.

'See, what did I tell you. Getting head. No, it's a guy. Like I said, a fucking whiteboy. Guy is a complete cock slut. I just blew a load up his ass too. Yeah. Buttfucked the pussyboy like he was a fifty cent whore. Yeah, I'm serious. Here. Hold on.' Jay looked at me as he pulled my mouth off his cock. 'Say 'Hello Bobby',' Jay ordered.

'Hello, Bobby,' I said. I could hear a male voice saying 'Holy shit' as Jay pulled the receiver away.

'What did I tell you? Yeah, busted this whiteboy's cherry not too long ago, both of them, mouth and ass. He's been a slut for my dick ever since. I fucked him until he could barely walk a few days ago.' Jay laughed, either at his statement or at something the guy on the phone said, I wasn't sure which. 'Yeah, I know. We always talked about fucking over some white dude. Now I am doing it - literally. Yeah, I know. You want to? Well, I am sure that something can be arranged. Yeah. Yeah. Hey dude. I am getting close to blowing a load down this fag's throat. I'll call you later.'

Jay almost dropped the phone onto the cradle and used both hands to push my head down into his crotch. My nose was buried in his wiry black pubes as he pumped his sperm into my mouth.

It was three days later when my phone rang. When I answered it, Jay's voice sent a thrill of excitement through my body. 'Yo, whiteboy. I got me a new piece of furniture. I need some help getting into my place. Figured, you know, since you're the landlord and all, you could help me move it in.'

'Um, well, sure Jay. When do you need me?'

'In about thirty minutes whiteboy. Get your ass over here.'

It was across town to Jay's place, so I got under way. In about fifteen minutes, I had pulled up in front of his apartment. There was a pickup truck parked in front with a long, low chest of drawers sitting next to a large mirror in the back. I walked up to Jay's place and knocked on the door. He answered, shirtless. I felt my body reacting on its own, my cock starting to stiffen in my jeans.

'Hey, whiteboy. Let's get downstairs and haul that mother up here. It should be easy between the two of us.' Jay put a hand on the center of my chest and pushed past me. It felt like an electric shock through my t-shirt where he touched me and I turned, following him down the hall and the steps. I admired the broad shoulders which tapered down to his tight waist and the muscles which flexed in his back as he walked. His ebony skin shone in the sunlight as we stepped outside. He untied the straps holding the chest in place and grabbed one end. He pulled it towards him, backing up as he did so. I admired his bunched biceps and the cords which stood out in his neck as he took up the weight of the piece. When the other end of the long chest slid to the end of the tailgate, I grabbed it and together we hauled it up the steps and into Jay's bedroom. We set it down with the drawers against the bed and returned to the truck for the mirror which attached to the back of it. Back in the bedroom, I helped Jay secure the long mirror to the chest of drawers. The whole piece was about six feet long and three feet high. The mirror added another three feet or so. When it was assembled, I moved to one end and lifted it, ready to help him push it away from the bed and up against the wall. Jay stopped me.

'Leave it where it is, whiteboy. For now at least.' I was confused, but used to obeying Jay's commands so I let the end of the dresser back down to the floor. 'You look pretty good with your muscles all pumped up like that, whiteboy.' I noticed then that the outline of his cock was clearly visible in the sweats he was wearing. Jay saw where my gaze had settled and let his right hand drop to his crotch, massaging his hard cock through the cotton material. 'It's obvious what you need, boy. Why don't you just strip while I go close the front door.' He turned and walked out of the bedroom.

I seemed to obey without even considering what he had told me to do or even really thinking about it. My shirt went first, then I kicked off my shoes and socks. My jeans and boxers hit the floor and I stepped out of them. I heard the door click shut from the other room and waited, naked, for him to return. Jay stepped into the bedroom and grinned when he saw me naked and hard.

'You are learning, whiteboy. You're doing better at following orders and I like that.' As he talked, he began to strip off his sweatpants. He was wearing jockeys underneath and the white material bulged from the pressure of his hard cock trying to get free. My eyes traveled up and down his body, taking in his toned, muscular form and his sexy grin. I realized that I was incredibly turned on by the sight of his nearly naked, very dark body. Turned on almost as much as the bodies of the girls I had fucked over the years. Of course, there was no comparison. Jay's body was hard an muscular where the girls were soft and yielding. Jay turned to close the bedroom door and I saw him in profile. The curve his back from his broad shoulders, down to the small of his back before the outward curve of his muscled butt had my cock throbbing. The bulge of his biceps and the slabs of muscle on his chest and abs were also very sexy. That, combined with his dark chocolate skin made him a sight of potent masculine virility.

Then Jay stripped off his shorts and my eyes went straight to his long black cock which snapped up against the muscles in his tight abdomen. I was seeing it from the side and it looked big - too big to ever take in my mouth or ass, but I knew better from experience. I felt my mouth water as I stared at it, remembering all the things that Jay had done to me with that throbbing piece of his body. As he turned to me, I could see a shiny spot on the head where some lube was already forming. I knew what that tasted like, but wanted to taste it again. I had little doubt that soon I would be.

Jay stepped up to me, surprising me. Normally, he had me get on my knees and crawl to him. He further surprised me by grabbing me by the hair on the back of my head. With his strong grip he pulled my head to the back and to the right so that my face was at an angle. His mouth covered mine and I felt his tongue trace along my lips. I meekly let them open and his tongue slid inside my mouth in the way I had kissed so many girls in the past. I let his tongue probe in my mouth, exploring it the way his cock had done previously, though not nearly so deeply. Jay's other hand moved along my abs, running lightly over them. His fingers tickled the hairs that ran in a line down from my navel to my pubes. Jay's hand moved up higher until his fingers found my right nipple. He squeezed it gently at first and I moaned into his mouth.

The black stud's fingers traveled to my left nipple and squeezed it, eliciting another moan. As Jay's hand worked over my chest, his hard cock slapped against mine in some kind of erotic sword play. The contact of our bodies and my submission to his kissing was almost enough to make me cum. Jay must have realized this because his gentle fingers suddenly clamped down hard on my nipple, pinching it painfully. I groaned in pain, but it was mixed with pleasure. Jay broke the kiss and watched my face intently as he twisted my nipple roughly. It was clear that he was enjoying the expressions of pain and pleasure that he was creating on my face. He grinned at me and then pushed my head down. I licked at his neck and then at the ridge of his collars bone before my mouth was on his chest. As Jay continued to twist and pinch my left nipple, my lips found his dark nipple on the top of his thick slab of muscle and I began to lick and suck on it. I felt it grow hard under my lips. Jay dragged my mouth across his chest, burying my face in the valley between his pecs for a minute. My tongue lapped up the beads of sweat that had formed from the exertion of moving the furniture and the sexual excitement and teased a few hairs that grew there.

Jay dragged my face further until I was sucking on his right nipple. Soon it was hard too. Being bent over by this dominant black stud had separated our cocks but we were both still rock hard. Slowly, almost gently, Jay pushed on the back of my head. I let him put me on my knees, mouth now level with his thick black cock. I looked up at him. He was staring down, watching me. I opened my lips, our eyes still locked together, and let him slide his manhood into my mouth. Jay's eyes fluttered closed and he sighed in pleasure. I watched as his chest filled and expanded as he took a deep breath, admiring the muscles which stood out in relief as he filled his lungs. Without any urging or force from Jay, I pushed my head forward, letting his cock stretch open my throat and plunge deep into me.

Somewhere in my mind I noted that I was now taking this black buck's cock more than willingly, but when he moaned with pleasure, I forgot about everything except making him feel good. I moved my head forward and back, taking the length of his cock into my throat, then pulling back until I could use my tongue on his cockhead. His salty lube covered my tongue as I lapped it up. Briefly again I thought of myself on my knees letting this young black man fuck my face as my own hard cock throbbed between my legs. Jay seemed to grow bored with my mouth action and grabbed my head with both hands. Holding me tightly in place, he jackhammered his cock into my mouth. His balls only bounced against my chin for a few thrusts. I grabbed my cock and stroked it in time with his thrusts. Soon, his balls drew up and soon Jay's body twitched and shuddered as he pumped his cum down my throat with a long, low moan. As he came, I shot my own load onto the floor between his spread legs, moaning around his cock as I did it.

Jay pulled out of my mouth and stepped back. His cock glistened with my spit. He looked down at me with a smirk on his face. His eyes dropped to the puddle of my cum on the floor then raised back up to my eyes. 'Guess you got off on being my cocksucker again, huh, whiteboy.'

I felt myself blush in embarrassment and humiliation. Even though I had sucked Jay before and been fucked by him, in the moments after shooting my own load, the reality of what I was doing and what Jay was doing to me sank into my mind. I had just let this muscled black stud shoot his sperm down my throat! My cock wilted some from my own orgasm and the embarrassment. Jay gave me no chance to think or react. He grabbed my by the hair and pulled me up onto the bed. He arranged me on my hands and knees, looking at the mirror we had just put on the dresser. It was only a few feet from the edge of the bed where my head was as the dresser was still pushed up against the bed.

'I want you to be able to watch yourself when I mount you like a dog and fuck your brains out, whiteboy. I want you to see yourself in the mirror on your hands and knees and see me behind you, on top of you, inside you - using your hole, cumming up your tight little ass. I want you to watch me fuck you like a dog whether you want me to or not!' Jay climbed onto the bed behind me. In the mirror, he seemed enormous, looming over me from behind. His black skin glistened with sweat, making his chest shine.

Jay wasted no time. I felt the thick, blunt head of his cock against my hole. I watched as Jay ran his hands possessively over my body, feeling along my sides then sliding under to pinch my nipples again. I realized that my cock was rock hard again.

'Look at me, whiteboy!' I had dropped my head to stare at the sheet beneath me on the bed, but raised my eyes until they met his in the mirror. As our gaze met, Jay slid his cock into me in a brutal thrust, knocking my breath out of me with the sudden penetration. I could feel my eyes widen along with my hole as Jay took me again as his pussyboy. I glanced into the mirror and could see my wide eyes staring back at me. My face was a mix of pain and pleasure and something else. I couldn't identify it until I looked at Jay's face again. On it was the look of a conqueror, a dominant male taking what he wanted. A look of superiority as he fucked another male up the ass to satisfy his sexual desires.

Jay's dark face shone with sweat, determination and dominance. My face reflected a defeated submission and acceptance of my role as the white pussyboy to be used for the satisfaction of his sexual desires. I was a male. I had fucked women. But I had been put on my hands and knees and was being roughly fucked up the ass by this dominant young black stud. The sight I saw in the mirror was almost obscene. I was mounted by this black stud, full of his cock, but I could see my own cock, rock hard, bouncing beneath me as Jay began to hump me. I groaned in pleasure as his thick shaft brutally rammed against my prostate and moved deeper into me.

Jay hauled his cock back out of me, making me moan with the sensation of his cock leaving me empty and the friction as my hole tried to keep him inside. I let out a yelp when he immediately rammed back in until I could feel his pubes scratching my ass. Jay fucked me like that for a few minutes, running his cock in and out of me with brutal force and I heard myself whimper a few times when stuffed full of his throbbing, black manhood.. Then he slid his hands forward and reached back under my chest, pulling me upright onto my knees, his cock still buried up inside me. I watched his forearms cross over my chest and his fingers pinch my nipples again. I saw in the mirror as my whole body jerked upward and forward with each thrust of his cock into me.

'That's it whiteboy. Take my big black dick up your tight little hole. Look at yourself! Look at you in the mirror, mounted by another man, taking cock up the ass and your own cock leaking lube like you were the one doing the fucking! You are nothing but a total cock whore, whiteboy. You got off on sucking the cum outta my balls and you get off on my fucking your tight little white boypussy. You fucking love it! You suck loads of my cum down your throat and then let me ram my cock where no self respecting real man would ever allow.' He emphasized this with a particularly rough thrust forward. Jay pushed me forward until I was back on my hands and knees. I watched in the mirror as he lowered himself onto my back, his chest on my back and his cheek next to mine. I could feel his beard stubble rub against my face.

'Yeah, whiteboy,' he whispered into my ear. I watched his mouth move in the mirror as he spoke. 'Give it up to me. Give me your hole. Oh, fuck yeah, take my fat black cock, pussyboy. Take it up your hot little hole. Squeeze it, pussyboy! Clamp down on my cock!' I obeyed, milking his cock with the muscles of my abused ass as he humped me. In the mirror, I watched him watching me and could also see, past our heads, where his ass rose and fell with each thrust into me. Our bodies rocked forward each time he hammered his cock deep up inside me.

'Look at yourself, pussyboy. Look at you taking big black dick up the ass. You got a black man laying on your back and fucking your brains out. Fucking hot sight, isn't it? Little white pussyboy taking the big cock of a real man. A real black man who knows what to do with a man's cock. Yeah, bitch. Take it. Take it hard!' His thrusting was brutal and my arms were straining to hold us both up under the onslaught and our combined weight as he let himself settle fully onto my back. I watched the muscles in my own arms bunching and flexing as I worked to support us as he humped me. I could see the veins in my forearms standing out under the skin as I bore our weight and worked to steady us. It felt like his cock, lubed only with my spit was pulling my guts out each time he withdrew and I watched pain and pleasure alternate on my face again and again. Of course, the look of conquest remained on Jay's face and the look of submission remained on my own through it all.

Jay was clearly enjoying watching me as I watched myself get fucked. The mixed emotions on my face, the sight of my body moving in time with his, seemed to be heightening his pleasure. Jay's thrusts had pushed me forward, until my hands were now on the dresser rather than the bed. The bed was squeaking in time with Jay's fucking and now the mirror began to shake as well. I watched as Jay threw his head back and let out a roar of pure bliss. He rammed deep inside me and held his cock there. All of the muscles in his body flexed as his cum spurted from his cock to fill me. Jay's head fell forward and I felt his teeth clamp onto the back of my neck as he growled out his orgasm. Even though I knew it would leave a mark, I didn't protest, simply accepting this further evidence of this black man's dominance over me.

I watched as Jay's body relaxed slowly on mine. I could feel his sweat dripping onto me as his breathing slowly returned to normal. Jay's cock was still up inside me but only softened part way. Still I watched as he raised his head and looked at me in the mirror. He flashed me a grin of superiority and flexed some muscles, making his cock twitch inside me. He smirked as I moaned from the stimulation. Finally, he slowly pulled out of me. Jay grabbed me by the shoulder and pulled me to the side, flipping me onto my back on the bed. I watched as he climbed up my body, straddling my chest with his knees. He aimed his cock between my lips and I obediently took his thick black head and shaft into me again. As I sucked him clean, he leaned over to the side and picked up the phone. I kept sucking as he dialed.

'Yo, man, it's Jay. Come on over. Yeah. In the bedroom. Just come on in. Front door's not locked. You bet he is. He'd say hi, but he's got his mouth full.' Jay laughed. I stared up at him in shock, but unable to protest his inviting someone over while my mouth was full of his cock. I wondered if it was that guy, Bobby, who had been on the phone the other day. The thought of another young black stud making me service his cock was exciting. But then I realized it could just as easily be anyone, even Todd. Jay just kept his cock in my mouth as he hung up the phone. He looked down at me.

'I decided I should be nice and share my toys,' he said.

I pulled my mouth off Jay's thick, black cock. He was still hard, but I had to ask who was on the phone. I glanced at his face and he looked amused. I didn't know if he would answer me or not. Finally, he reached out with his right hand, guided his cock back between my lips and used his hips to drive into my throat.

'The guy's a buddy of mine. Always wanted a faggot like you to fuck. Never had the chance. I decided that he'd get his wish. I think you'll like him, judging from the way you beg and moan and whine when I stick my dick in ya. He's a hard ass, probably someone you'd avoid if you saw him on the street, but I think you'll do just fine as his pussyboy too. Never seen his cock, but I guess that's gonna change.' He grinned down at me. 'You're gonna do a lot more than just see it, whiteboy.'

Jay turned on the bed, rolling onto his side, then onto his back, while holding my mouth on his cock. He was relaxing against the pillows and put his arms behind him, resting his head in his hands. I knew I would do whatever he wanted. He was fully hard and I knew well from experience that he could shoot several more loads. Keeping my eyes aimed up along his body, I forced my mouth down, taking his cock to the root again and again. Jay grinned as he watched me working to suck the cum out of him. I watched as Jay's body began to respond to my sucking. Beads of sweat were forming as his excitement grew and I saw him begin to breathe more quickly. I knew that it wouldn't be long before I drank more of my black stud's cum. Jay looked down at me.

'Slow down. I don't wanna cum. Not for a while yet. I just wanna stay on the edge, so take it slow.' I obeyed, decreasing the speed of my lips along the length of his shaft and sucking him more slowly. I saw his tense body start to relax, the muscles and tendons standing out in his neck