Date: Sat, 17 Jan 2015 21:20:22 +0000 (UTC)
From: Bud Buddy <suckbuddy420420@yahoo.com>
Subject: Learning to Worship Black Cock Part 2

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Part two of our story finds our little white whore hero hanging out at the
rest area smoking weed and hoping for more dick...


Learning to Worship Black Cock
Part 2
By: Suckbuddy420


I didn't have to wait long.  I wasn't even finished with my smoke when I
saw a big man get out of one of the semis and start to walk over to where I
was sitting in the picnic shelter.  He was a really big man.  Must have
been 6'4" or 5.  He was a white guy, mid-thirties.  I studied him as he
walked towards me.  He was very handsome, his hair was blonde, almost
white, and cut in a high and tight buzz and he had a mustache.  He was
dressed in jeans and boots and had on a wife-beater.  His upper body looked
like it was covered in tattoos.  Holy shit, I was getting horny again just
watching this man walk in my direction.  He was muscled, but not bulky and
everything about him seemed in proportion.  He stopped about ten feet away
and lit a smoke.  I saw his wedding ring glint in the light from the flame.
The ganga Carl gave me had me high and I was still a little dazed from the
quick, hard face fuck the second black trucker had given me in the nook
behind the truck stop.

This guy continued to walk right towards me.  I was a little scared and
maybe little paranoid from the weed, but I just sat there waiting for
whatever was about to happen.  My fat little cock was throbbing in my wet
shorts though.

"How's it going, little man?" He asked me as he got within a few feet and
stopped facing me, his back to the parking lot.  I looked down and saw that
this big fucker had a beautiful mound in his crotch.  It looked like a
softball.

"Just out for a bike ride and a smoke." I said, smiling at him dumbly.  His
eyes were so blue and he was looking right at me like he was waiting for
more.  I took a drag on the Kool I was smoking from the pack Carl had given
me.  It seemed to give me courage.  I like your tattoos, Sir." I said and
licked my lips as Carl had taught me.  This brought an even bigger smile
from the tall trucker.  He chuckled a little.

"I like running into a hot kid on a bike at a rest area." He said and
chuckled.  He took a hit on his smoke and then dropped his hand to the
mound in his crotch, pressing on it with his fist.  "I was sitting in my
truck with the window opened and I smelled pot.  You gonna share boy?"

"Yes Sir." I said and tossing my smoke aside, I picked up the joint I had
laid on the table and re-lit it, I took a deep toke and then as I exhaled,
I got up and walked up to him.  I held it out to him and he looked deep
into my eyes.  He had blue eyes and I was struck again by how hot this
fucking trucker was.

"I want you to shot gun me a hit." He said.  I looked at him confused.
"Take another hit of the joint and then blow the smoke into my mouth
slowly.

"Cool!" I said laughing.  "That sounds like fun!"

"It is fun." He said laughing.  I took a big hit of the pot and leaned
towards him as he leaned down to me and when I was about an inch away from
his mouth I started to blow the smoke out.  He put his huge hand on the
back of my head and pulled me in till our lips were just touching.  I
thought I would cum in my shorts again.  I blew all the smoke out and he
sucked it all in. He pulled me closer and his mustache scraped against my
nose as his thick tongue pressing into my mouth.  He started to exhale
smoke from his nose as we kissed and his other hand slid down and grabbed
on to my ass.  He lifted me up suddenly and I instinctually wrapped my legs
around him as he ground his crotch against mine.  I had my first kiss ever
from Carl in his truck only a half hour ago, but this man and I were making
out.  It was so fucking hot.  I was grinding my body against his hard
muscles and gripping his wide, muscular back and neck and tongue dueling
with this hot trucker.  I didn't care if anyone could see us, but it was
pretty dark in the corner of the rest area where the shelter was. He backed
us up and sat me on the edge of the picnic table.

"Damn baby." he said pulling away slightly, his stache still tickling my
nose.  "You are a hot kid. How old are you?"

"11, almost 12." I said dropping my hands to massage the mound in his
jeans.

"Oh fuck boy."  He gasped as I gripped him.  He took hold of a fist full of
my hair and pulled my head back and attacked my neck with his mouth as I
undid his belt and started to pop the buttons on his jeans.  "Yeah, take it
out you little whore."  I popped the last button and instead of his cock, a
pouch popped out.  He was wearing some kind of weird underware.  I looked
down and saw that his cock was in a mesh pouch.  He took a step back. "Sit
on the bench."

"Yes Sir." I said and scrambled around to sit on the bench seat of the
table.  He came around in front of me and that meat filled pouch was right
in front of my face.  I looked up at him and he was grinning down at me.  I
reached my hands up and ran them over his chest and arms.  They were
covered with tattoos of naked women.  On his right bicep he had a USMC
tattoo.  I ran my fingers over it.

"I did a couple of tours in Nam." he said and grabbed the joint off the
table and re-lit it while I admired his body.  He leaned down and shot
gunned the hit into my lungs.  I sucked it down and we kissed as I exhaled.
"Lick my dirty jock, baby."  He said as he stood back up.  I leaned forward
and started to lick the rough fabric.  "Yeah bitch, suck the dried piss
outta that fucker."  I started to lick and suck harder and was rewarded
with the taste of his piss and sweat.  "Atta boy.  Suck that trucker
jockstrap."  I loved the taste of it.  It reminded me of the smell of the
park toilet, manly and overpowering.  "I never wash this thing cause I know
how much faggots like to suck on it." He said laughing and taking another
hit from the joint.  He pulled my face away and shotgunned his hit into me
then shoved me back into his crotch.  It was getting really wet from my
spit and I sucked on it tasting his trucker filth and the feeling the cock
behind the fabric growing and growing until the head finally burst from the
side and was quickly followed by the rest of his massive, veiny mancock.
It uncoiled like a snake and hung down, thick and meaty out of the side of
the jock.  It was huge.  It was still only semi-hard, and it hung there in
front of me, thickening and swinging back and forth.  I looked up at him as
he tossed the joint onto the table and lit a smoke.

"Think you can handle that cock, baby boy?  I gotta big one, scares a lot
of bitches away."  He said taking hold of it and stroking it a little
lifting it until it was almost touching my lips.

"I think I can." I said and took the head into my mouth.  It was still soft
and spongy and it tasted so good, like his jock, musty and rank.

"Thats a good boy." He said stroking the back of my head.  Then I felt a
spurt of hot liquid in my mouth.  Just a short quick one.  I thought it was
cum at first but it tasted strong and acrid.  I swallowed it down and
looked up at him.  He was sneering down at me.  "You look so pretty with
your mouth wrapped around my cockhead, bitchboy, but I'm not gonna let you
suck it."  I whimpered around the head of his meat and looked up at him
with pleading eyes as his hand on my head grabbed a handful of hair and
held me tight.  "Thing is, I can't get hard until I loose this load of
piss."  I realized he had just pissed a little in my mouth and I had
swallowed it.  Right then he pissed a little more.  Just a little and I
held it in my mouth before swallowing it.  I liked it, I decided and I
looked up at him again and nodded, never taking the head of his dick out of
my mouth.  "This your first time drinking a man's pissload, boy?" He asked.
I nodded.  "Just keep swallowing." He said and started to piss.  I started
to swallow and it came faster and faster.  I kept looking up at him and he
smiled down at me.  "Fucking faggot.  I love feeding a faggot my piss.  I
been saving it up hoping I would find a bitch like you to drain me." He
stroked the back of my head as the stream got more and more insistent,
hitting the back of my throat.  I almost gagged and then I relaxed and my
throat opened up like when I suck a cock and his hot, trucker piss started
to flow right down into my stomach.

"Take it all you dirty little piss whore.  Swallow every drop of your man's
piss and I'll reward you with a hard face fuck." He laughed.  The stream
started to weaken and his cock started to harden.  He shoved a few inches
of the shaft into my mouth until the head was stretching out the entrance
to my throat and I felt the last few spurts of his piss shoot into me.  I
could feel the throbbing veins on his hardening meat as he kept the
pressure up and shoved a few more inches into my throat.  My eyes started
to tear up.  "Hell you got a easy fucking throat, slut. Made for fucking."
He started to piston his now fully hard monster in and out a few inches.  I
was only halfway down and there was still a lot of cock in front of me.  I
relaxed my throat and pushed at the same time taking all but about an inch
of it.  "Oh cunt." He said grabbing my hair and forcing the last inch in,
grinding my puffy used lips into his reddish pubes.  It was definitely the
biggest cock I had ever swallowed, but my throat muscles automatically went
to work massaging his meat as he pistoned again just a few inches in and
out, his massive hairy balls slamming against my chin.  Then he pulled out
slowly until just the head was in my mouth, throbbing and pumping out gobs
of pre-cum that I dutifully sucked down.

"This kid has wet, nasty, deep throat, buddy, you should try it out." I
heard him say as he pulled the head out of my sucking lips and slapped it
against my face a couple of times.  I looked to my right and saw a huge
black man standing next to him.  I hadn't even heard him walk up.  He was
just as tall as the white ex-marine trucker, but he was much thicker and
bulkier.  All muscle.  He looked down at me menacingly as he stepped
forward opening the fly of his pants and reaching in to pull out his super
fat 8 or so inches of uncut black meat.  It immediately hardened up and he
shoved it into my mouth.

"Where'd you find this hot little cunt?" The black dude asked, grabbing the
back of my head and twisted me so that my throat was at a better angle and
started to work his thick prick into my pussy throat.

"He just rode up on his bike and lit a joint, so I thought I'd check it
out.  Little fucker just drank down my piss like a hungry faggot."  Said
the marine.

"Good fucking find." The black trucker said as he rammed the last couple of
inches of his mean fuckrod into my stretched out 11 year old throat.  "Not
many pros can take my thick cock.  Look at this white baby slut, he's on it
like a fucking hungry calf."  He used his big strong hand on my head to
start to fucked my face deep a few times before pulling me off and jamming
my head back down onto the other guys dick.

"Oh fuck yeah, you whore.  Eat all my man dick." The white trucker said as
the black guy forced my head all the way down on that veiny white cock.

"Take that cock, cunt."  said the black guy.  "Show us how bad you want our
hot trucker cum, baby."  He was now ramming my head hard on the full length
of the tattooed fucker's pole.  Then the white guy took my head and pulled
me off his and onto the black man's meat.  He corkscrewed my throat onto
the uncut blacksnake then pulling in close to the other trucker he started
to force his cockhead into my stretched lips alongside of it.  They both
had ahold of my head now and were working together to fucking kill me with
their insistent cocks.  First one then the other would feed the entire
length of their meat into my throat while the other pushed and prodded my
lips.  Finally I managed to get both of the big cock heads into my mouth.
That didn't slow them down though, now they were gripping my head harder
and trying to force both of them into my aching throat.  They were grunting
and really pushing hard.  I opened my throat as much as I could, but there
was no way that both of these trucker nightsticks were going in at the same
time.  That didn't keep them from slapping the back of my head and continue
to try and open me up.

I had completely lost track of everything.  The fact that I was in a public
rest area on a major interstate disappeared.  All that existed was the
black and white cocks that were beating my throat into submission.  Finally
the black guy backed off and pulled his cock away from me, slapping me hard
on the back of the head.

"Worthless faggot" He said and laughed as he lit up a smoke and sat back,
stroking his cock, and watched as the tall ex-marine lifted me up and laid
me on the table on my back with my head hanging off the edge.  He proceeded
to deep fuck my throat mercilessly.

"I don't care if you can fucking breathe, you got that whore." He said as
he pounded away at my face.  He wrapped one of his big hands around my
throat and started to choke me as he raped my mouth.  "Yeah, I can feel my
dick in your throat boy."  He squeezed tighter and rammed his meat in more
slowly so that I could feel his cock rubbing against his hand with only my
throat flesh separating them.  It was like he was jacking off using my
throat. When he would pull almost all the way out I inhaled deeply and all
I could smell was his dirty ass.  Man did he smell hot.  Suddenly I was
overwhelmed with a desire to lick his asshole.  I couldn't of course, my
mouth was busy at the moment.  I had never even heard of a guy licking
another guys ass, but I wanted to.  It made me feel so fucking dirty.  I
loved it.

"Unnngh" The tall, tattooed trucker moaned and I could feel his cock start
to jerk and spasm.  He rammed it all the way into my throat and started to
shoot his load.  "Take my fuck.  You fucking dirty little cunt slut.  Take
it. Take it! Take it!" He called out and shot pulse after pulse of cum deep
into me.  I forgot that I couldn't breathe.  I didn't care.  I took his
load and it mixed inside of my stomach with all the piss he fed me earlier.

His body spasmed a couple of more times and he finished shooting in me and
pulled out.  I gasped for air as the raunchy fucker slapped my face with
his slimy cock.  I looked up at him as he beat me with his softening meat.
He smiled down at me.

"I'm gonna keep an eye out for you, kid."  He winked and then without
warning he spit right in my face.  "Fucking whore." he said and started to
pull himself together.  "I gotta hit the road." He said to the black
trucker.  "Have fun with the slut."  The black trucker rose and walked over
to me, laying his thick cock on my face.  I started to nuzzle it.  Licking
the underside and then dropping my head back and taking both of his bull
nuts into my mouth.

"See ya, Dave." he said to the white trucker who was walking away.  I guess
that was his name.

"Enjoy the little cunt, Deon." He called out as he headed back to his
truck.

"That's right baby, eat daddy's big black balls." Deon said jerking his
cock as I sucked and licked his baby makers.  I had never sucked a man's
balls before.  I liked it, but I wanted more.  I started to work my way
deeper.  Dropping my head back even more and started to lick Deon's sweaty
taint.  Mmmmmm, it tasted so good.  Deon crushed my head in between his
muscular thighs as I licked away at the skin between his nuts and his
asshole.  "Go for it, boy." He said and moved forward a little until my
tongue made contact with his hairy hole.  I groaned as I tasted the
sourness and muskiness of his most private place.  I lifted my head as much
as I could and rammed my tongue deep inside of him.  "Tongue the black man,
boy.  Eat that fucking hole."  I started to work my tongue in and out of
him lapping him up.  He rubbed his ass back and forth on my face, covering
me with his stink. "That's right, kid.  Eat my fucking ass.  I love it when
I get a white guy to eat my black butt.  Make love to it baby.  Show me
what a low-down little boy slut you are."  I loved it.  I moaned and shot
another load in my shorts.  That was the third time tonight.  Deon suddenly
pulled away.  I nearly fell off the table trying to keep my mouth on his
tasty asshole, but his strong arms caught me and lifted me up and swung me
around until I was sitting on the edge of the table again facing him.  He
had unbuttoned his shirt and now grabbed my head and brought my mouth to
his right nipple.  I licked it and started to suck on it like a newborn.
He gripped my head and fed me.

"Ummm, yeah baby, suck that tit" I sucked harder.  He hit the back of my
head.  "Bite it, cunt.  Work it hard, kid." I did.  I chewed and sucked on
his thick leathery, dark nipple for all I was worth.  He moved me to the
other tit and I gave it the same treatment then he let go of my head and
lifted his arms up.  I looked in up into his dark eyes and he winked at me.
I smiled back at him and then buried my face in the closest armpit.  I
licked it clean and then moved over to the other one. licking and sucking
the sweat from him.  I worked my way up to his neck and kissed and licked
until I was at his mouth.  He leaned into me and we kissed deep and long.
An 11 year old and a thirty something black man making out on a picnic
table in a dark corner of a public rest area. His hands roamed all over my
body as we kissed.  I felt him grab onto my asscheeks with both hands and
he squeezed them pulling me up into a standing position.  He continued to
lean down and now forcefully began tongue fucking my throat with his long
thick tongue while he began to run his fingers into the crack my my ass.
He pulled my shorts down and then lifted his hand up to my mouth as he
broke the kiss and shoved two of his fingers deep into my mouth, covered
them with my spit and then pulled them out, resumed attacking my mouth with
his as he reached behind me and rammed both of his spit slick digits into
me.  It hurt and I moaned into his mouth, but he didn't let up.  He fucked
his fingers into me until there wasn't anymore resistance.  He kept hitting
something inside of me and I wanted more, harder.  He tongue fucked my
mouth while he fingered my still virgin hole, then he ripped them out
suddenly and I felt so empty.

"Please Sir," I moaned into his mouth.  "Please put them back in."

"You like things in your ass, don't you boy?"  He asked as we continued to
kiss, his hands fondling my cheeks.

"I don't know, Sir." I said dropping my lips to nuzzle and lick his thick
sweaty neck.

"I guess we just found out you do, boy." He whispered into my ear.  He
started to lick my ear, tonguing it out like I had his asshole.  It felt so
hot to feel his thick lips, his hot breath and his deep voice at my ear.
"You're just a little slut for trucker dick, boy.  You ever had a black man
before me?"  He asked.

"Not before tonight" I said as I worked my way back up his neck with my
tongue to his mouth.  I was craving his lips on mine.  I loved the way his
thick lips engulfed mine and the feeling of his big man tongue in my mouth
and throat.  "I sucked off two black truckers at Joe's tonight.  They were
my first." I said, my lips against his as I reached down and took his super
fat, hard black dick in my both my hands and started to stroke it softly,
making out with the big fucker deeply and moaning like a two dollar street
whore.

He reached back and fondled my ass as he kissed me.  It wasn't a tender
kiss, he was biting my lips and had one hand mauling my ass as the other
was twisting one of my young titties.  I cried out into his mouth as he
twisted my tit extra hard and shoved oned of his now dry fingers back into
my asshole.

"You got a sweet pussy, boy." he said, his lips on mine between kisses.
"Just the kind of round white ass cunt niggas like me look for."  He
smacked my ass a couple of times.  "It won't be long until you are a
straight up little ho for the black man.  I've seen it before.  A little
white kid gets his first taste of the black meat and goes fucking crazy."
I moaned into his mouth and kept stroking his throbbing monster with both
hands.  I leaned slightly forward so he could get at my horny hole better
and humped back against his fucking finger.  "Oh yeah baby slut.  Work that
pussy.  Oh fuck, you gonna make your man shoot, bitch." He said suddenly
and ripped his finger out of me making me cry out.  "Get down there and
drink my fucking juice, boy." He put both of his huge hands on my shoulders
and forced me to my knees.  I didn't need much encouragement and swallowed
him whole.  "You hot little fuck!" He called out as he started to ram my
head mercilessly.  He hunched over me and started to fuck it deep, holding
onto the back of my neck and reaming the full length into me, stretching my
throat with his fat cock wider than it's ever been stretched.  I felt him
start to pulse, his balls in my massaging hand started to pull up tight.
"Eat it all you nasty whore!"  He started to feed me his cum and I took it
as he fuck spasmed into my aching neck.  I could feel the huge head of his
spurting cock somewhere deep in my chest throbbing.  I could feel the cum
shoot against the walls of my gullet.  He ragdoll fucked my throat,
gripping my neck in one big hand while holding onto the my hair with the
other and just pumped his thick load deep into me.  "Eat it all up, little
boy." He laughed and kept fucking away at my face slowly as his cock
stopped shooting and started to soften a little.  I suckled away at it.
Still so high and horny.  I wanted more.  He stroked my hair as I drained
him taking a couple of deep breaths and coming off the high of raping an 11
year old white boy's throat.

"Unnnggh" He moaned and his body shook when I swallowed his spongy cock
whole again and started to apply pressure to the underside of it with my
tongue.  I ran my tongue up the length of it until I got to the head and
was rewarded the last thick glob of black man's cum on my tongue.  He
pulled his cock out of my mouth.

"Don't swallow that boy.  Open your mouth and show your black daddy his cum
on your tongue." He said and I obeyed.  I kneeled there in the dirt covered
in sweat, my shorts pulled down, my head and neck aching from all the
hitting and squeezing, my head tilted back, mouth open, eyes staring up at
this dark, brutally handsome motherfucker and stuck out my tongue to show
him his seed.  "That's right boy.  Right where you should be." He reached
down and grabbed my jaw with his big hand squeezing it and forcing my lips
open further, my tongue still sticking out.  He chucked and snorted, then
he dribbled a mouth full of his spit into my mouth a long string of spit
and snot that he had hawked up from the back of his throat.

"Mmmmm." I moaned my open mouth full of liquid from Deon, the hot, black
trucker.

"Don't swallow until I tell you boy." He said letting go of my face and
patting me on the head before pulling up his jeans but only fastening the
top button and the belt leaving his thick, swinging cock hanging out and
took a few steps away over to the table.  He grabbed a Kool from my pack
off of the table and lit it up.  "You did good, baby." He said as he came
back around in front of me.  "You serviced your man and took what he needed
to give you.  That's what whore's like you are for."  He stood before me
again. I looked up at him my mouth still full of his cum and spit and
nodded.  That made him laugh. "Dirty little kid slut." He said grinning
down at me around the Kool hanging from his lips.  He reached forward and
stroked my cheek with the back of his hand.  "Swallow."  He said and I did.
I felt the ball of black trucker slime slide down my throat to join the
other fuck liquids.  I kept looking up at him the whole time, licking my
lips and moaning like a slut.

"I'm almost through with you, kid." He said smiling and then without
warning he started to piss.  I first felt it on my chest.  I kept smiling
at him as he stood there smoking and pissing on me.  The warm breeze
whipped around us and he took his soft cock in his hand and started to
direct the hard stream of hot piss all over my body, then my face.  "I
gotta hit the road, but I'll be back and I'm gonna look forward to fucking
that boyhole." He said calmly as his stream hit my mouth. "Swallow it down
boy." I started to swallow his strong pissload as it shot into the back of
my throat.  "Wish I could tie your little ass up and throw you in the cab
of my truck." He mused, still pissing. "Give you a good workout on the
road, pass you around to my buddies along the way."  The head of his soft
cock was now at my lips, the stream of piss was lessening, but still
shooting out in spurts like cum.  I wrapped my cocksucking lips around the
head of his cock and continued to drink the last of it.  "Take your ass
home with me to Detroit, toss yo ass in the basement and show you what it
is to really belong to a black man."  He kept stroking my hair smoking
while he said this.  "Would you like that, baby?" He asked looking down at
me.  I nodded.  He laughed a deep booming laugh and I could feel it
vibrating all the way into the head of his dick as I sucked the last few
drops from it.  "I bet you would, boy.  I bet you fucking would."  He took
his dick out of my mouth shook a couple of more drops on my face like he
would at a urinal and then tucked his beautiful cock away.  "Stand up."

"Yes Sir." I said and stood.  The hot night air hit my wet body and I felt
so slimy and dirty, my shorts sopping wet hanging halfway down my legs.  My
stomach stuck out, hard and round filled to the brim with two loads of
trucker piss, cum and spit.  I stood there drunk on it all and absently ran
my hands over my belly.  He took the smoke out of his mouth and ran the
hand with the smoke in it and lifted my thin, sopping wet t-shirt up to
expose my tummy.

"You look pregnant, boy." He ran his hand over the taut skin.  It felt so
fucking hot.  "I'd love to fill your belly up with my little black babies."
He said seriously and that made me giggle.  He started to tickle me and I
laughed harder.  I suddenly had to pee soooo bad.  Without thinking I just
did.  My piss started to run down my legs and then shoot through the thin
fabric of my shorts.

"That's right, baby boy. Let it go." He cooed into my ear from behind me as
he continued to stroke my belly with one hand and then lifting my jaw up
with the other to twist my head around and kiss me tenderly while I pissed
all over myself.  "I'll see you again soon. " He said into my lips. Then he
was gone.  He let go of me and just walked away.

I stood there covered in piss and shook with joy and lust. I reached down
and grabbed my, now hard again, fat cock and stroked it slowly.  I lifted
my other hand up over my piss wet t-shirt to one of my tortured, puffy
titties and fingered it lightly.  I shot hard and fast.  Well not much came
out, but my body spasmed and jerked, I felt like my cock grew an inch as it
pulsed trying to shoot out cum that just wasn't there, the well was empty.

After I came down from the intense orgasm, I pulled myself together and lit
a smoke.  The hard bite of the menthol smoke felt good on my battered
throat.  I smiled to myself as I sat on the edge of the table in the dark
corner of the now quiet rest area that I had claimed tonight as my personal
whore space.  I sent out a mental "Thank you" to the guy in the toilet this
morning that told me to check this place out after shooting a load in my
throat through the hole in the stall wall.  Now it was three or so in the
morning and I had definitely "checked it out" I had also "checked out" the
truckstop and I would be going back there too, hopefully meet Joe and find
out what Carl had meant when he said Joe would like me.

I absently dropped my hand into my shorts, past my balls and fingered my
asshole.  Deon had called it my "pussy".  I smoked and fingered myself and
was amazed at the sensation.  I had never thought of my asshole as a
pleasure point before, but all three of the black men I had sucked off
tonight had zeroed in on it.  Each of them had told me how they wanted to
fuck it.  How it was "only a matter of time" before I was going to get
fucked.  Now I wanted it, I realized.  None of them had been gentle with my
pussy.  As a matter of fact the rougher they were with it, the more I
seemed to like it.  I sat there, the warm breeze drying my piss soaked body
and clothes fingering my hole and smoking and thought about my parents.
Fuck them.  I didn't need them.  I shoved my finger in deeper and felt my
cock respond.  Stupid fucks.  I hated my folks.  Fucking hypocrites, both
of them.  Right then I let go of any need for their approval.  I was a
fucking whore and I loved it.  I wanted to get fucked like a whore gets
fucked.  These men had taught me something tonight that none of the little
boys or townsmen I had been sucking off had taught me: I was a natural born
cunt whore.  I was born to serve men.  I seemed to be willing to do
whatever they wanted me to.  And there seemed to be something about black
men in particular that made me want to go all the way.  I wanted to kneel
before them and give myself over to them.

I think it had something to do with how the black men I met tonight had
used me.  It was different than I was used to.  Like they weren't surprised
I was a slut for cock.  Like they expected it and knew exactly what to do
with me.  I was there to service them.  To get them off whatever way they
needed.  Fuck me.  I didn't really matter other than as a source of relief
to them.  The ex-marine trucker was hot as fuck, and I loved sucking his
cock and drinking his load, but it was different.  I don't really know how,
but it was.  I think I truly discovered it when my tongue first touched
Deon's rank asshole.  I knew his asshole wasn't his "pussy" it was his
butt.  I was kissing and sticking my tongue in his butt. I wanted to give
him all the pleasure I could with my mouth and I realized when I ate his
ass that it was a sign of my respect for him and a way to thank him for
seeing me as I really was.  I tossed my cigarette aside and lit another
one.  I kept fingering my pussy, my cunt, my baby fuckhole and promised
myself that I would only ever show this respect to black men.  I would
never eat out a white man's butt, only black men.

Man, my fingers felt good.  My pussy was starting to get hungry.  I guess
they were right, it's only a matter of time before I was gonna be taking
ever big cock I could find deep and hard in my fat little boypussy. Mmmm, I
couldn't wait.  I pulled my fingers out and licked them clean.  The rest
area was dead.  I had to get home before my dad woke up for morning
services.  I rode my bike home, my now mostly dry clothes crisp and reeking
of piss.

To be continued....