Date: Fri, 28 Sep 2012 18:38:55 -0700
From: J H <gymguy8@gmail.com>
Subject: Black Man in the Grey Morning, 4

4.

I lifted my head up a bit to see what was happening. Crystal-dazed, it
took Eli a moment to realize it was his turn.  He leaned up in the
bed and grabbed a towel to wipe off his hands. He took the glass pipe off
the bedtable, examined it closely, and then frowned. "Needs more," he
said, and grabbed one of the bags of tina. He carefully stuck the
stem of the pipe into the bag, scooped up some of the crystals and
tapped them into the bowl of the pipe. He repeated these actions
several times, finally filling the bowl of the pipe with the tina.

Eventually he was happy, and put the bag back on the bed table. Eli
swung his legs over the side of the bed, stood up, and grabbed the
torch. I watched as he melted the crystals. I wondered what he was
thinking. Javi was dividing his attention between Eli and the TV
screen. On screen, I knew that the scene had shifted, and the bottom
was now getting fucked by one of the tops. Javi was clearly getting
inspired by the porn, and got on the bed, kneeling down between my
legs. He spread them wide, exposing my hole to the cool air.

"Want a hit?" Eli asked Javi, indicating the crystal-filled pipe.

Javi nodded, and Eli handed him the pipe and torch. Javi did a hit,
and held it as he returned the tools of the trade to Eli. "Fuck," Javi
said, exhaling a thick cloud that fell slowlyto the ground.

"Good shit, isn't it?" Eli said. "Our friend Matt here doesn't skimp."
He was standing in front of me, his cock hanging heavy in front of my
face. I knew it would be just minutes until my mouth was stretched
wide around it. "Your turn, Matt." He bent over me, and stuck the stem
of the pipe in my mouth. "Suck on this glass cock, and then I'll feed
you a real cock," he said, as he held the torch under the pipe. "And
none of those pussy hits you've been doing."

I sucked on the pipe. Eli had loaded the pipe up well, and it was easy
to fill my lungs with the cloud. After draining the bowl a few times,
I nodded, but he just smiled and said, "Three more, Matt. And then
hold it for me." I did as I was told, inhaling deeply from the pipe
three more times, before mercifully, Eli pulled it away from me. My
lungs were full. "My turn," he said. He turned around, facing the TV,
letting me get a good view of his butt. It was just as muscular as the
rest of him, a perfect sculpture carved out of dark ebony. "Blow it up
my hole, Matt," he said. I lowered my head, pressing my face into his
crack. He assisted by taking a short step back, which pushed his ass
right into my face.

His butt was just as muscular as it looked, and I had to grab it with
my hands to separate the meaty cheeks. Nestled between the cheeks,
surrounded by a spray of hair, was his hole. I started to lick around
his hole, tasting the last bit of soap from his shower and some
sweat. "Fuck yeah," Eli said, as my tongue flicked across his hole. He
lit up the torch. "This is the life. Getting my ass kissed by a white gym
rat and partying with my bro, Javi."

Javier laughed, and I felt him spread my legs further apart, exposing
my vulnerable hole to him. "Feel free to blow it up there, Matt," Eli
said, as he flicked the torch and started to suck on the pipe. I
exhaled, trying to get the smoke into Eli's hole.

I did an only adequate job of blowing it up Eli's hole, but as the
last of the cloud escaped my lungs, Javier grunted in
approval. "Finally, Matt. You did a real man's hit."  It didn't take
long for that fresh hit of crystal to hit me. It made me feel good. It
felt right to be on my back in my own bed, my face deep in Eli's ass
and my tongue probing and penetrating his ass. He was forcing his ass
against me, getting my tongue even deeper in his hole. I didn't care
what this looked like any more. All I wanted was to make him feel
good, feel like a man, and if that required me licking his butt, I was
more than happy to do it.

I could only imagine what his life in prison was like. These pleasures
seemed like a small reward for the time he had spent behind bars. It
wasn't even a reward, strictly speaking. I knew in my heart that these
things: drugs, sex, my submission, were things Eli deserved. He
deserved for me to be licking his ass, for me to be making him feel so
good, and for me to be getting his cock hard. Eventually, I'd let him
penetrate me, first my mouth and then my ass. He'd and use me for his
pleasure, and no matter how aggressive or forceful he was, I'd take
it. He knew that. Javi knew that. They knew it was my role for the
day, to be something the two men used for their pleasure.

As I rimmed Eli, he did another hit off the pipe. I wondered how much
he had been able to party while in prison. As well, I wondered how
much a guy of his size would need to get a good tweak going. I didn't
really care; I knew if I ran out of tina, more was just a simple phone
call away. I'd buy as much as he wanted. I wanted him to be as high as
he wanted. When he exahled the hit, he relaxed a bit, lowering his ass
a bit further onto my face. I responded by forcing my tongue deeper
into his hole. I was enjoying this. I knew that each minute my tongue
was up his ass was a minute where his cock wasn't stretching out my
throat. But, as intimate and close as the rimjob was, I knew I'd
eventually have to take his cock, anyway he wanted to give it to me.

"Ready for the real thing, Matt?" Eli finally said. He stepped back,
and turned around. His cock was hard now. It was big enough that even
hard, it couldn't stand up straight, but hung down, the fat head just
barely touching my lips. "Time for you to swallow it all."

I opened my mouth wide, preparing myself for him to enter. "Think he
can take it all?" Javi asked.

"I know he will. He doesn't have a choice." Eli leaned in just a hair,
but more than enough to steer his cockhead into my mouth. There was a
tiny bead of pre-cum at the tip. I licked it up eagerly. His shaft was
still wet from the lube. I didn't mind it at all, since I knew the lube
would make it that much easier for him to slide into my throat.

"You'll want this," Javi said, and pressed the poppers into my
hand. Eli pulled his cock back just enough for me to do a hit. I
inhaled deeply, I needed all the help I could just to take Eli's
cock. "That's an ok start," Javi continued. I did another deep hit,
then handed the bottle back to Javi. "Give it to Eli," Javi said,
refusing the bottle.

Reluctantly, I reached up and handed the poppers to Eli. I wasn't sure
if I wanted him to be doing them while I was still getting used to his
cock in my mouth. But Javi's tone made it clear I had no
choice. "Right on," Eli said. "Let's get this started." He leaned in
again, his cockhead brushing up against my lips. I opened my mouth,
and his dick entered me.

Even though I had been on my knees worhsipping him earlier in the
morning, this was the first time all over again. It wasn't so much the
physical challenges of Eli's thick cock in my mouth, but the mental
effort required to understand my new position and my new role. I had a
black man's cock in my mouth. A huge black cock, and I was hardly
fighting it as it pentrated deeper; Eli didn't wait to press up
against the back of my throat. I gave up the last resistance to
penetration; I found myself craning my neck to get another millimeter
or two of Eli's shaft inside of me.

"Hungry, aren't you?" Eli asked me. He did another hit from the
poppers. "Ready for more?" he asked me. He was asking me if he could
push past the back of my mouth and into my throat. I could tell this
was transitioning from a blow job to a face fuck, and I found myself
wanting that change. I wanted to make Eli happy. Allowing him
unfettered access to my throat was the smallest thing I could do.

I nodded, and Eli pushed his hips forward. I swallowed slightly, and
his beer-can cock entered my throat. Immediately, I was choking, my
gag reflex kicking in hard as his massive tool blocked my
throat. "Just relax, Matt" Eli said. "Your throat feels fucking
awesome." I concentrated on his cock, forcing my rising panic to
subside. It wasn't easy, but the initial terror passed, and I began to
feel a faint glimmer of pleasure in his thick hardness dominating my
body.

As Eli forced another inch of his cock into my mouth, he ran a finger
down my cheek and along my throat. "Fuck Eli, you can see his throat
stretch," Javi said. His hand still on my throat, Eli traced out the
bulge from where his pole was. His casual touch me feel very small. I
was turning into little more than a hole Eli was using. I wondered if
he would have been just as happy with a sex doll. But even if I was
his first available hole, he had still picked me. His cock was in my
throat, he was hard as a rock, and it was my body he was using to get
off.

"Like that, huh," Eli said. Javi batted my cock, which, despite the
tina, had started to get hard. I realized I liked this role, a
plaything for these hot black and latino men. "Want more?" Eli asked.

Without thinking, I nodded yes. I wanted all of Eli's cock inside me,
even if I was going to have to fight against my own gag reflex. "Right
on," Eli said, and another inch of his shaft slid in. My throat was
stretched wide, and now, I couldn't even breath. But it didn't
matter. What mattered was this dominant black man getting his cock
serviced. And for me to do it without complaining. Another inch of
dark meat slid into me and I repeated the now familiar process of
fighting back the urge to gag.

"Almost there," Eli said. "Just another bit, and you'll have swallowed
the whole thing." He did another hit of poppers. I badly wanted one as
well, but my position made inhaling from the bottle impossible: Eli's
balls were slapping against my nose, and my mouth was filled with his
cock. In a slow, relentless grind, he pressed the last of his dick
into me. His thick pubic hair was on my chin, his balls now resting
against my nose, and his cockhead felt like it was right in my
stomach.

"I didn't think he could do it," Javi said. He had stopped playing
with my cock, and was now starting to finger my hole. It wasn't going
to be long before my other hole was going to be penetrated and filled.

"I knew he could," Eli said. As they nonchalantly talked about me, all
I could think of was getting this thing, this beast, out of my throat
and getting some fresh air. I did my best to relax, to gently nurse
Eli's cock, and let him know I was here for whatever he wanted, no
matter how it made me feel. "Need some air, Matt?" Eli asked, noticing
my discomfort.

I nodded eagerly. It seemed like years since I had last had a
breath. "And I bet you need another hit off the pipe as well," he
continued as he started to pull his cock out of my mouth. The entry
had been difficult, but it was easy compared to him pulling out. I
could feel each inch of his cockhead as it rubbed against my
throat. The flare on his head acted like a squeegee, wiping up any
saliva that might have lubricated its passage. This blow job was only
going to get worse from here on out.

When it was just Eli's cockhead in my mouth, I could finally breathe.
I inhaled deep breaths through my nose and I opened up my mouth as
wide as I could. He pulled the last of his cock out. My throat had
managed to get him a little harder; his shaft was now sticking out
straight in front of him, not hanging down as before. "Nice job
Matt. Get me hard, and there weren't any accidents with your teeth,"
Eli said. It was a bit sad that his small compliment made me happier
than I had been the entire morning.

"Want the pipe?" Javier asked Eli, leaning over to grab it off the
bedtable.

"Sure. And I bet you're up for a hit as well?"

"Right on," Javier said. I leaned up enough to see him starting to
heat up the bowl. "I'm itching to get inside him," he said. As the
white fog began to escape from the top of the pipe, I knew he was
talking about my ass. Strangely, I was looking forward to these men
penetrating me. I was in an exceptionally good mood and felt open to
just about anything.

"Perfect bro," Eli said. "You've done a great job of opening him up
for me." Javier finished sucking on the pipe, and handed it to me. It
was still hot and smoking, so I took a few puffs before the bowl
cooled down. "That's not a hit, Matt," Eli said. I exhaled; it seemed
like a decent sized hit to me. But Javier just shook his head as he
exhaled: the smoke surrounded his head completely.

"Let's try this again," Javier said. As he spoke, he grabbed my legs,
rolling me up a bit. He leaned in, and buried his face in my ass. His
tongue flicked across my hole, teasing me and opening me up. "Fuck,
that's good," he said slightly muffled, his head buried in my crack.

I examined the pipe. There was still a big pool of crystal, so I lit
the torch, melted it, and took a long hit. As I sucked on the pipe,
Javier's tongue explored more of my hole and got ever deeper inside
me. I squirmed a bit, trying to get more of Javi's tongue in my hole,
while trying to manage the smoking glass cock and torch.

"Whoa there, cowboy," Eli said. He put a hand on my shoulder, and
pressed down to keep me in place. "You're gonna get more dick than you
can handle soon enough. Just relax for now." Unable to get any more of
the crystal, I let the torch go out, and passed the pipe to Eli.

"Hold it," Eli said, as he sucked on the last bit from my hit. "And
open your mouth for me." My lungs were full of smoke, but I was able
to open my mouth enough for Eli's cockhead to slide in. He exhaled,
then immediately did another hit. "Ready?" he asked me.

I nodded and he pressed his cock into my mouth. The head first pressed
against the back of my throat, then slid all the way in. This time I
didn't gag. The tina had finally overwhelmed my desires and all I
wanted were both of these men inside me. I was enjoying Javi rimming
me, but now I wanted his cock. I knew it would be so easy and quick
for him to enter me: slide a condom over his cock, smear a bit of
lube, and he'd be in deep before I realized it. And I wanted all of
Eli's cock back in my throat. I knew I'd have a wicked sore throat in
the morning, but it was something I badly wanted. Tomorrow, I'd endure
it as a badge of courage and maybe even find a way to enjoy it.

"Slides right in," Eli said. Once more, all I could see were his heavy
balls and some of his ass. Even so, I could hear the pleasure in his
voice. This was what he wanted: his brain bathed in crystal, his cock
hard and buried inside of me, and his friend opening up my ass for his
use.

"Ready for more?" Javi asked me, taking a brief break from licking my
asshole. I immediately knew what he meant, and I knew I was ready for
it. More than just ready, I needed it. I needed a hard cock to
brutally fuck my hole.

"Oh, I'm sure he is," Eli said, answering for me. "But his mouth is
full right now. And he can stop holding that hit whenever you're
ready. But the longer, the better." Eli pulled his cock out just
enough for me to be able to breathe again. I took the opportunity to
exhale. I was surprised at the size of the hit; the smoke engulfed my
head, and slowly drifted down to the ground. "Not bad, Matt," Eli
said, also impressed by the hit I had done.

My mouth no longer full, I took the opporunity to speak, "There are
condoms in the bedtable," I said. Then Eli stuffed his cock back
in my mouth.

"Great," Javier said. Before I could say anything else or even get one
last breath, Eli pressed his cock back into my throat. This felt
amazing; a thick, hard cock in my throat and a warm tongue right
against my hole. I forced myself not to gag, thinking about the
pleasure Eli must be feeling, being able to dominate me so
completely. Unfortunately, Javier stopped licking my ass, which made
it harder to ignore Eli's shaft pressing into me, blocking my ability
to breathe.

Javi pulled open the drawer, and I could hear him looking around in
the drawer. "You got any Magnums?" he asked me. "I hate these regular
rubbers." Still impaled on Eli's shaft, I couldn't answer him
immediately. I heard him rummaging through the drawer, and I wondered
what else I had in there.

"Just pull out before you cum," Eli said. "Matt'll be cool with
that."

I heard what Eli said, but it never got through my brain. I had a
massive black cock deep in my throat, and my ass was itching. All I
could think about was pleasure: my pleasure in getting fucked, Eli and
Javier's pleasure in using me. All I wanted was to have fun: to get my
face and ass fucked hard, to let these men get off using my body for
their pleasure. A condom seemed so unimportant in the moment, compared
to the critical pleasures that I needed to give and get.

"Yeah," I said, as best I could sucking off Eli. "Just pull out." I
doubt they could understand what I was saying.

But, it didn't matter. Javier had found something in the drawer. "Is
this lube? Or G?" he asked. I knew what it was. It was a small vial of
clear liquid hiding in the back of the drawer. I had noticed the G
looking for the Viagra, but thought neither of them would be
interested in it.