Date: Thu, 19 Jul 2001 03:47:01 EDT
From: Lckr069@aol.com
Subject: Kelly

This story is a graphic depiction of sexual activity between two consenting
adult males. If this sort of thing offends you, or if it's not legal for you
to read it. Please go away, now.

This story is true, as are all of my stories, and takes place several years
ago. Some of the names are changed. For reasons that will become apparent.

I am a white, bisexual, male. In my late forties. I've had a fixation for
performing oral sex for as long as I can remember. I love to eat pussy, but I
especially love a hard male cock pumping in and out of my mouth. That part I
keep very discrete.

I was born in the North, but was raised southern. Much of my family is still
down south. In Alabama, to be exact. Where racial prejudice and segregation
are still very much alive. (As in KKK.)
As is the disdain for homosexuality, or any act thereof.

At the time this story takes place, I was single and living alone. I met
Kelly through a friend, Verna, I knew from down south. A white woman, who
moved up here and
married Kelly. Kelly, if you haven't already guessed, is coal black. This, of
course, made Verna an outcast in her neck of the woods.

Kelly and Verna had just moved here from Chicago. Kelly stands about 6' 8"
tall and was slender, but well built. I am 6'3" tall and weighed 250lbs, at
the time. He and I hit it off
right away, and became very good friends. We hung around together. Drinking
beer and smoking weed.

He was a perpetually horny bastard and was constantly cheating on Verna. He'd
fuck anything that would hold still long enough to get his dick into it. He
especially liked
white women. He was always saying, "A hard dick ain't got no conscience." I
often wondered just how literally he meant that. I would find out.

I'd often seen Kelly's cock. Sometimes when we were out fishing, or doing
something outdoors. He'd announce that he had to take a leak. Usually after
drinking a lot of beer.
He'd step away a little bit, whip out his cock and take a piss. He usually
wasn't very discrete about it. Although his dick was always soft, it was
beautiful. Long, fat, cut and just as black as he was. The head was helmet
shaped and slightly lighter in color than the shaft. It hung down about 4
inches, flaccid. I always wondered how big it got when it was hard. I could
see, even with it soft, why the women always flocked to him.

One night we were at my house drinking beer and smoking weed. We were getting
pretty stoned. We were talking and joking around. Kelly kept complaining
about how horny he
was. How he hadn't been laid in a week. I kept teasing him about what a horny
fuck he was, and how he'd fuck a snake if somebody would hold it still (Kelly
was deathly afraid of snakes.) During the conversation, we got on the subject
of blowjobs. He told me about a guy he knew in Chicago that
couldn't get enough of sucking on his giant black bone pole, as he called it.

Then he dropped the bomb on me when asked, "You like to suck dick, don't ya
Chuck?" I was caught off guard by the question, and just looked at him (I'd
thought I'd hidden my
desires from him). He continued, "It's OK, man. I'm cool with that. I seen
ya checkin me out lots of times." "How come you never asked to suck on mine?
You prejudice or
somethin?" I simply replied, "I never thought you'd let me. I always thought
you were straight." "I am straight," he answered, "but, like I always say,
a hard dick ain't got no
conscience." While he was talking, he reached down, undid the button on his
jeans, pulled his zipper down and pushed his pants down to his knees. Kelly
never wore
underwear. He leaned back against the bar stool he'd been sitting on.

His magnificent black pole was semi rigid and hanging down between his strong
black legs. At half mast it was about 7 inches long and as fat as a hammer
handle. I was
mesmerized as I sat there staring at that delicious looking hunk of man
sausage. Through my fogged brain I heard Kelly say, " Come on, man. Nobody
has to know. Suck my dick. I ain't never had a white guy suck me off
before." That was about all of the encouragement I needed. I closed the gap
between us and went to my knees between his
wide spread thighs. I reached out and helped him take his
pants all the way off. All the while, his thick pecker swaying inches from my
face.

When I got his pants cleared of one foot, still dangling on the other, I
couldn't wait any
longer. I placed my pursed lips at the tip of his sponge rubbery, helmet
shaped cockhead and slowly allowed my mouth to open wider as I slid my lips
along his head and shaft. Forming a tight suction around his cock as it
slipped into my hungry mouth. I heard Kelly groan as his rapidly stiffening
cock entered my hot wet sucking mouth. His cock had quickly  grown to it's
full length and girth, and it was huge!! My jaws were open as far as they
could go. With my lips still sealed around his massive fuck stick. I could
feel the full texture of his cock rub across my tight lips. The head was now
rapping at the back of my
throat, and I didn't have all of it my mouth yet! I relaxed my throat muscles
as Kelly continued to feed me his monster meat. I felt the huge head invade
my throat as he stuffed the last inch into my wet mouth. I thought he would
surely choke me to death.
Kelly had his hands on the back of my head, and pushed his hips forward.
Forcing my nose against his tightly curled pubic hairs. I was in heaven! My
mouth and throat were
choked full of the biggest, hardest, blackest cock I'd ever tackled, and I
was loving every inch of it. All the while Kelly was moaning and I heard him
say, "Hot Damn, boy!
You takin my whole dick in your mouth! All the way down! Ain't nobody ever
done that before!"

He held me like that for a couple of seconds. Then he relaxed his grip on my
head and began to withdraw his fat cock from my mouth. When just the head was
still trapped in my tight lips he pushed his meat back into my throat. He
then began a steady rhythm of pumping his throbbing joy stick in and out of
my hot wet mouth. Steadily saying shit like, "Suck my dick, boy, suck my
dick! Make my dick feel good! You doin it too, boy! Aw, you got my dick so
hard! Hot damn, you suckin my dick! I'm gonna fuck that hot mouth of yours!"
All the while he was talking he was steadily pumping his hips back and forth.
Shoving his super hard monster dick in and out of my mouth at a hard steady
pace. With each inward thrust I marveled as I felt the thick veins along his
cock shaft rumble across my lips, the soft spongy head rub along the roof of
my mouth and invade my hungry throat. I had my hands wrapped around the back
of his thick thighs as I held on for the ride. Kelly was fucking my face and
he was in complete control. And I was loving every second of it!

After about a few minutes (all too soon for me) I felt Kelly's pace speed up.
His thrusts became more urgent. His grip tightened on the back of my head. He
held my head still as
he continued to skull fuck me. I knew what was coming (or cumming, as it
were). I heard Kelly's voice raise in pitch and volume as he said, " Keep
suckin, boy, don't stop!
I'm fixin to cum! You gonna make me cum in your mouth! You want my cum, boy?
You gonna swallow my cum, ain'tcha, boy?! Take it, take it boy! Right now!
Here it cums!! Uh, uh, uh!!" With that I felt his cock grow even bigger in my
mouth. I felt the tube along the bottom of his cock pulse as he exploded into
my hungry sucking mouth. He had pulled his hips back a little so that I could
feel his juice erupt from his cockhead and ricochet off the roof of my mouth.
Landing on my tongue and sliding down my throat. It tasted hot, creamy and
salty sweet. I didn't get a chance to savor the taste. He was cumming so
much, I had to swallow for all I was worth, to keep from losing any of
his sweet nectar. At one point my mouth got so full that a tiny drop leaked
out of the corner of my sucking lips.

After he'd shot his full load, and I'd swallowed it all, his cock began to
subside and he pulled it out of my still clamped lips. I used my tongue to
scoop up the drop of his sperm that had escaped. Kelly was breathing hard and
sat back onto the bar stool. I could see his legs were shaking. His now
flaccid cock laid limp between his legs. My own cock was still in my pants,
and so hard it was painful. But I didn't care, I'd take care of that later.
I stood up as Kelly caught his breath. He got up on shaky legs and pulled his
pants back on. Saying, "Hot damn, man! You are one hellacious cock sucker! We
gonna do that again!"
He finished his beer and then went home. I took my cock out and jacked a huge
load all over my stomach and chest, still savoring the taste of his cock in
my mouth and sperm on my tongue.

Unfortunately, we never did repeat that night. After that I didn't see much
of Kelly. It was as though he was avoiding me. A short while after that he
and Verna moved away,
and I never saw or heard from them again. Ain't it strange, though. How ya do
a friend a favor. He stuffs his cock in your mouth. Blows a load down your
throat. Then doesn't
want anything to do with ya. That's why I've made it a policy never to suck
off friends.
Not straight ones anyway. At least he did turn me on to
black cocks.



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