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I was walking home from work one day in Downtown DC. The gay area of Dupont Circle was a cut through to where I lived in Georgetown. I often would cross a bridge called the P Shirt Bridge. During the summer it was called the P Street Beach, where people would sunbathe.
What I learned in the winter was that the lower beach area became one of the best cruise spots in all of DC. Having the urge to try it, I did. I purposefully stayed late at work, and stopped for a few drinks on the way home. I stopped at Camelot which is a decent strip club in DC. I was primed and ready for action. I went into the park, ignoring the "Park Closed at Dark" signs. I knew the risk and it was getting me excited.
The park has trails through the woods and judging by the used condoms and wrappers this was a hot trail. I wasn't walking long when I noticed someone following me. He was much older, in his 60s, barrel chested black man with grey stubble. I was incredibly nervous but decided not to bail. I took an off shoot path and went about 20 feet and stopped.
He stopped at the path and then started to walk back towards me, As he got closer he nodded at me to follow him. I did another 10 feet or so and when he turned around he had a huge cock hanging out of his pants. It was easily 9 inches long with a mushroom head the size of a pool ball. I was stunned but thrilled.
He told me to take out my cock, which I did. He looked at me and said, "who do you think is more man?" It was obvious. I didn't answer, just stood staring at his cock. He told me to get on my knees and crawl to him. I was in work clothes but did what I was told. He told me to close my mouth and he rubbed his cock in my face across my lips. He told me that I needed to prove I wanted his load.
He asked if I was ready for a test. I said I was but was now worried about what I had gotten into. At that point he told me to open my mouth and close my eyes. He told me how I acted next would determine if I would be allowed to swallow him.
He then said, “leave your mouth open. I am going to piss in your mouth. You don't have to swallow any, but it will impress me if you do.” Then he said, “Tell me you want me to piss in your mouth.” I couldn't believe where this had gone. But I also wanted to feel his cock in my mouth. It was like another person talking when I said, "Would you please piss in my mouth?”
He smiled and started to pee. It was like a small hose – it was in my mouth, all over my face, my shirt was getting soaked. I was surprised that the taste wasn't bad. He was smiling when he said, "I am going to fill your mouth now." I didn't realize this meant he was going to jam his cock in my mouth while he was still pissing. I was gagging and pulling away but he kept two hands on my head and kept pushing.
He stopped pissing but was still slowly fucking my mouth. Just as I started to get into a nice rhythm fucking my mouth he said, "here you go faggot." And started cumming in my mouth. I was struggling to keep it in my mouth until he stopped thrusting and pulled out. I could taste his cum and piss and sweat and in strange way I felt connected to him.
He asked if I liked it and I reflexively said yes. He then said "what would your Daddy think of you sucking Big Black Cock?” I said, "I am sure he would be horrified." Then he said, "Well, we won't tell him! I paused wondering what he meant and he said "Steve, I work at your Dad’s law office. I am Eugene." I fucking panicked. He saw I was freaking out and said, "don't worry, really, I like my job and you are good cock sucker."
I ended up meeting him there several times that year until he started letting me go to his house. I ended up blowing him over a period of eight years until he retired and moved to Florida. He was demanding and I suspect I swallowed his load an average of three times a week over the eight years. My Dad never found out, but it made meeting him at his office for lunch a thrill. I ended up visiting Eugene once in Florida, but that's another story...
What I learned in the winter was that the lower beach area became one of the best cruise spots in all of DC. Having the urge to try it, I did. I purposefully stayed late at work, and stopped for a few drinks on the way home. I stopped at Camelot which is a decent strip club in DC. I was primed and ready for action. I went into the park, ignoring the "Park Closed at Dark" signs. I knew the risk and it was getting me excited.
The park has trails through the woods and judging by the used condoms and wrappers this was a hot trail. I wasn't walking long when I noticed someone following me. He was much older, in his 60s, barrel chested black man with grey stubble. I was incredibly nervous but decided not to bail. I took an off shoot path and went about 20 feet and stopped.
He stopped at the path and then started to walk back towards me, As he got closer he nodded at me to follow him. I did another 10 feet or so and when he turned around he had a huge cock hanging out of his pants. It was easily 9 inches long with a mushroom head the size of a pool ball. I was stunned but thrilled.
He told me to take out my cock, which I did. He looked at me and said, "who do you think is more man?" It was obvious. I didn't answer, just stood staring at his cock. He told me to get on my knees and crawl to him. I was in work clothes but did what I was told. He told me to close my mouth and he rubbed his cock in my face across my lips. He told me that I needed to prove I wanted his load.
He asked if I was ready for a test. I said I was but was now worried about what I had gotten into. At that point he told me to open my mouth and close my eyes. He told me how I acted next would determine if I would be allowed to swallow him.
He then said, “leave your mouth open. I am going to piss in your mouth. You don't have to swallow any, but it will impress me if you do.” Then he said, “Tell me you want me to piss in your mouth.” I couldn't believe where this had gone. But I also wanted to feel his cock in my mouth. It was like another person talking when I said, "Would you please piss in my mouth?”
He smiled and started to pee. It was like a small hose – it was in my mouth, all over my face, my shirt was getting soaked. I was surprised that the taste wasn't bad. He was smiling when he said, "I am going to fill your mouth now." I didn't realize this meant he was going to jam his cock in my mouth while he was still pissing. I was gagging and pulling away but he kept two hands on my head and kept pushing.
He stopped pissing but was still slowly fucking my mouth. Just as I started to get into a nice rhythm fucking my mouth he said, "here you go faggot." And started cumming in my mouth. I was struggling to keep it in my mouth until he stopped thrusting and pulled out. I could taste his cum and piss and sweat and in strange way I felt connected to him.
He asked if I liked it and I reflexively said yes. He then said "what would your Daddy think of you sucking Big Black Cock?” I said, "I am sure he would be horrified." Then he said, "Well, we won't tell him! I paused wondering what he meant and he said "Steve, I work at your Dad’s law office. I am Eugene." I fucking panicked. He saw I was freaking out and said, "don't worry, really, I like my job and you are good cock sucker."
I ended up meeting him there several times that year until he started letting me go to his house. I ended up blowing him over a period of eight years until he retired and moved to Florida. He was demanding and I suspect I swallowed his load an average of three times a week over the eight years. My Dad never found out, but it made meeting him at his office for lunch a thrill. I ended up visiting Eugene once in Florida, but that's another story...
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