Date: Fri, 9 Feb 2001 08:11:43 -0800
From: Marlyn Lewis <gymhunk@email.msn.com>
Subject: Black and White, Chapter 22.
All disclaimers!
BLACK AND WHITE
Chapter 22--Preparations
Thursday evening, I called Brad's hotel and left a message to
have him call me back. I needed some kind of a head count to let
the coaches know how many to expect. About 10 p.m., he called.
"Hi, Mike. Glad you called. We were wondering about what to
expect at the coaches' house. I'm really looking forward to
tomorrow night and so are the guys from the production company,"
Brad said.
"Thanks for calling back, Brad," I responded. "I need to know
how many of your production company are going tomorrow."
"Well, let's see," Brad paused. "Go with, uh, say 5. A
couple of my co-stars will be there, one of the talent scouts and
1 or 2 of the technicians. That seem okay to you?"
"I'll let the coaches know tonight and call you back if it's
a problem. How'd your day go?"
"I got the Black Bart to line them up for us a week from
Saturday night and started a sign up list for those who couldn't
make it then. Some guys have to work or will be out of town that
day perhaps. And if there are late signers, we'll still have time
to get them in. By the way, what's the dress code tomorrow night?"
"Very, very casual. The fewer clothes, the better! I'm sure
they'll leave an hour or so to get acquainted and then everyone
pairs or groups off for the main event (which could be anything you
like as long as it isn't drug-related or dangerous). Well, we'll
see you tomorrow night at 7:45 in front of your hotel. Do you have
enough transportation for the rest of your entourage?"
"No problem. And they aren't my entourage. Just a few
hangers-on!" Brad laughed. "I wish a couple of them would hang on
more. Great asses and cocks! See you tomorrow."
I hung up and called the coaches with the count. Chuck
answered and said that 5 would be no problem. He was hoping to
have a good team turn out. He let it be known that he was more
than looking forward to getting plugged by Brad. And he reminded
me that he and Randy were still hot for us and hoped that we could
spend the night with them after the meeting.
With all the arrangements in place, Dave and I headed for bed.
We crawled into the bed tired, but I detected Dave's impish grin
and expanding dick.
Dave wanted to play. I was getting the same feeling.
Conversations with Chuck were always loaded with sexual references.
Dave had been working on my nipples and cock during the phone call.
He wasn't going to sleep tonight without shooting a big load
somewhere.
"I see you're excited about tomorrow night, too," I observed.
"I'm so horny, I could fuck a tree!" Dave agreed. "That Brad
is amazing. For some reason, I always assumed that the 'Hollywood'
types were just shallow airheads. He's just a regular guy."
"How many regular guys do you know who have dicks as big as
his and love to get fucked?" I asked, sucking his right nipple into
my mouth.
"Yeah! Ain't he somethin'!" Dave whispered hoarsely. "Fuck,
that feels good. You always know how to turn me on." He paused.
"I was thinking about holding out until tomorrow night so I'd be
really horny for all those men, but you've changed my mind."
"Me? What did I do?" I asked with mock innocence. "I just
licked your nipple a little and rested my hand near your giant
cock. I don't see how. . . ."
"And sucked that nipple until it was erect and got my cock
hard, too. Whether you want it or not, my love, I'm going to leave
a big sperm deposit in your ass tonight."
"I'm not objecting," I said squeezing the head of his cock.
"In fact, big cocks like Brad's (and especially yours) inspire me
to get fucked. And right now, my asshole is ready for some heavy
action from that monster meat of yours."
"I was hoping you'd say that. I really want to bury this
thing deep inside you and fill your hole with my hot babies. Gawd,
I love cumming in your ass!"
"And I want all your hot babies to squirt as high up there as
you can stuff that big, black sausage of yours."
Dave rolled to his side of the bed and retrieved towels and
lube.
"Lube my ass up," I directed, "but let me suck your cock while
you're doing it. I want to get you as long and thick as I can. I
gotta get fucked hard and deep tonight!"
"What position do you want, Babe?" Dave asked. "Doggie-style?"
"Much as I love that, I really want to be taken by you
tonight," I replied. "I wanna be on my stomach with a pillow under
my hips. I want your big, hard body to smother me and your long,
thick cock to fuck me deep and long. I really need you to make
love to me tonight."
He moved around in front of me and positioned his cock in
front of my lips; he leaned over me and applied a big gob of lube
to my asshole and inserted two fingers.
"Damn!" Dave declared. "You ARE hot for cock. My fingers
went in without resistance. This is going to be one hot fuck!"
I only moaned my acknowledgement to his statement. My lips
had closed around his cockhead and were gently massaging it. My
tongue and lips were making slow, light touches to his flared
impaler. That made the shaft extremely hard and the head swelled
up more than usual. It was much bigger than the shaft now, and I
knew his heightened sensitivity would produce a great fuck.
Massaging his balls lightly against the base of his ebony
pole, I could get his urges to plug my butt to an all-time peak.
It'd also drive him crazy with desire, and I could get him to fuck
me like I wanted it--deep and long!
"Shit!" Dave whispered. "That feels so fucking good! I could
cum just like this, watching that pretty ass of yours get finger-
fucked as you nibble on my cock. You've got me so HOT!"
I pulled off his dick. "That's not what I had in mind, nor
where your cum will go. I want your big pole in my ass as deep as
you can get it and then ride it until you shoot every drop of your
hot sperm into me."
"Yeah," he said dreamily. "I gotta fuck that ass of yours.
It's so ready for me."
Dave pulled himself away from my cocksucking, applied more
lubrication to my ass and a generous amount to his swollen dick and
moved to position himself over me.
"Damn, Mike," he whispered in my ear. "You got me real hard
this time. You gotta feel this mutha!" I reached behind my ass
and felt for his fuckstick. He pushed it into my hand.
"Fuck!" I moaned. "What a monster! I gotta have it," I added
as I attempted to plug it into my grasping asshole. He moved my
hand away.
"Did ya feel how big my dickhead is? It's so big, I may not
be able to get it into your hot hole," Dave admitted. "And it's so
sensitive to the touch. This'll be a great fuck!"
"Yeah! Stick it in, Big Man," I whispered back. "I want to
pleasure you like never before."
Dave was already on top of me. His legs were inside of mine,
exposing my asshole to his waving cock. He grabbed the base of his
weapon and pointed it down at the winking opening. It was so hard
that it paralleled his stomach. The pillow was in place under my
hips to give him a raised, tempting target.
His cockhead brushed against my asshole. It felt like a
flashlight handle. It was hard and thick. I relaxed to let him
spear me with his tumescent monster. His horsecock jumped and
skidded up my ass crack to my tailbone.
"Fuck!" he spat. I reached around behind me and grabbed the
thick shaft, again. It felt even bigger than I remembered it, but
I was so hot for his cock that I didn't think about it. I pulled
it down so the head was where I could feel it pulsing against my
opening. The head was the biggest I'd ever felt it as it pulsed
against my asshole. I ran my fingertips across it and around the
flared edge of the angry head. I forced myself to relax my
sphincter muscles even more.
"Don't squeeze the head down before you put it in," I begged
him. "I want to feel all of you." I pushed back into him and felt
his dick hood enter me slowly about 3" like a blunt spear.
The head was all the way in now, and my sphincter closed
around the flared collar of his mighty phallus. I removed my hand.
"Fuck!" he said again. This time it was a word of pleasure
instead of frustration. "You're so fucking tight!"
"And you're so fucking big!" I rejoined. "I don't remember
feeling your cockhead inside me like I am this time. This is
great!"
"Yeah," Dave agreed with a deep sigh. "I just want to leave
it here and feel your asshole pulsate around it. It's like your
mouth is sucking on it, just like a minute ago. I love that
feeling! I could enjoy this depth for hours."
"It's okay with me if you want to fuck just the opening. I
know my prostate is going to love it. But you have to promise to
fuck me deep and hard before you cum. I want your hot cum planted
as deeply as you can get it."
"You got it!" Dave agreed, setting up a slow fucking motion
that only included the first few inches of his shaft. He was
pulling out nearly all the way and pushing back in until his
dickhead was inside plus another inch or two. He was getting the
head rubbed just like he wanted it and massaging my prostate with
the collar around his cockhead. He pulled out completely more than
once to heighten the sensation and his cock would snap up against
his stomach. But I was so hot for him that when he pushed his cock
at the opening again, I'd relax for him and he'd gain immediate
entry.
He was driving both of us wild with desire. I moaned loudly
each time his cockhead dragged or pushed across my prostate or left
my begging asshole. He sighed deeply each time I squeezed down my
sphincter to stroke his dickhead for him.
"Mike! We gotta stop this. I'll cum before I want to. I'm
so hot for your ass, but I want it to last. I want to fuck you so
much and for so long, but my cock and balls want immediate
satisfaction."
"Go for it, Big Man. Bury that whopper up my asshole as far
as you can. You know I can take it. Ride my ass! But hold out as
long as you can while your dick is deeply buried. I want to
pleasure you even more."
"Ummmmm!" Dave moaned as he short-dicked me a couple more
times and then slowly sank his shaft into me, inch by thick inch.
My butt was being filled by the man I loved and by the steely
obsidian cock I craved. I could feel the head of his dick plowing
aside my stretching ass tunnel as he pushed deeper and deeper.
"Fuck! YES!" I moaned. "Give me all that dick of yours.
Fuck ME!"
Dave had pushed all of it in. He adjusted his position a
little higher on my ass and pushed again. Another inch
disappeared. I could feel his pubic hair brush against my rosebud.
I knew I could get more of it in me. Reaching behind me, I pulled
my ass globes apart and beckoned him deeper.
He stroked his hips forward and thrust in the last half inch.
Now his pubes were grinding against my ass hairs. He was in all
the way and we both knew it. I clamped my sphincter down hard to
cut off the blood flow to his dick. His cock swelled inside of me
due to the constriction. I could feel his heart beat with each
pulsation of his dickhead.
I wiggled my ass a little and withdrew my hands to let him
know I was ready for whatever fucking he wanted to do.
"Let it soak for a few minutes just like this," he said. "I
can't remember sex ever being this good before and I want to savor
it."
We lay quietly for a few moments soaking in the erotic
feelings that we each enjoyed. I hadn't ever been this full, even
with Randy's 13" or Brad's 14" in my ass. But with Randy and Brad,
it was sex. This was lovemaking.
Dave made his cock jump and jerk to remind me who and what was
inside of me. I pulsed my sphincters to return the favor. He
wiggled his hips a little and I felt his cock move fractionally
inside of me. He repeated the action several times as did I. The
sensation was electrifying for both of us.
His motion stopped. Again, we "soaked". Soon, I detected
definite in-and-out action. His hips moved more deliberately now
with each up and down being more intentional. His hips began
raising off my ass as his dick shaft was exposed more each time he
pulled out.
I reached behind me and grasped a handful of his asscheeks on
each side to encourage his hammering. His rhythm increased, then
plateaued at a delightful level. My channel was being heavily used
and his mushroom-headed plunger was smoothing out a new sperm bank
for the biggest deposit he'd ever made.
His breathing pace shortened. His drilling lengthened. I was
being long-dicked and I loved it. My ass was being fucked in long,
heavy strokes and I couldn't get enough. I pushed back into him
with each of his downward pistonings.
"FUCK ME!! DAVE!! FUCK MEEEE!!" I shouted. "Pound my ASS!"
He didn't need me to encourage him. His cum dam would soon
break. His cock was ruling his body and mine, now. I could feel
his dickhead slam into me each time it raced home. All too soon,
he would be cumming. All the cues were there. His breathing was
ragged and rapid, deep moans were emanating from his throat, his
cock was jerking madly inside me, and his long strokes were now
much shorter and concentrated on the final inch that was grinding
into my asshole hairs.
"Fuck! YES!! YESS!! GAWD, YES!! I'M CUMMMMMINGGG!!!" Dave
bellowed into the wall in front of us. "TAKE IT!! Take my fucking
load!"
"FUCK ME, DAVE!! Fuck me HARD!"
Our coupling was almost like two bodies thrashing about with
no purpose. I was going for maximum stimulation of his cock, and
he was trying to stab his thick, black monster as deeply up my butt
as he could.
Dave's climax slammed into him repeatedly. He was overwhelmed
by its intensity. Instead of fucking me with long strokes or
ramming his cock as deeply as possible and holding it there, he
lost control of conscious motion and let his cock and climax
determine his actions. He jerked and spasmed, over and over.
His cock fired and fired into me. I could feel the first jets
of his climax hit me hard and hot. His nuts boiled over and
emptied, then emptied again of their ball honey. My ass swallowed
each shot greedily. His fusillades were intense. My love tunnel
was swimming in his hot sperm. Hot cum shot higher and higher into
the new pool he'd created with his heavy thrustings and black
horsecock.
He was lying completely atop me and impaled in my ass. His
body was not supported by the mattress, only by me. I loved it.
It was a completely full feeling and one of total abandonment.
I was totally taken sexually and physically by this black man and
I wanted all of him.
His climax slowly waned and his body movements were less
jerky. He moved back up high on my ass and buried his cock deeply
again. I could feel his cum oozing around inside me. Another wave
crashed over him and his body jerked. Again he buried his cock.
I could feel his cum flood lubricate his rod even more now. Once
more, he jerked.
"FUCK!! What a climax!" he finally breathed. "I'm still
cumming! I can feel my cum squishing around inside you. Damn!
You're a hot man. It feels like I came a gallon in your hot butt!"
I reached behind both of us and grabbed a handful of his ass
in each hand, pulling him hard into me. "You can climax all night
long if you want to. Just leave that big cock right where it is."
We paused for a several minutes to soak in the pleasure. His
big dick was still hard inside me. My sphincter muscles had made
sure of that. With control returning to his body, Dave resumed
fucking me with slow, lazy strokes. It still felt so good!
"This is clearly the best fuck I'm ever had. Ever!" I finally
said dreamily.
"Amen to that, Brother," Dave said as he ground his hips into
me again. "Put your hands on my ass again. I love it when you
pull me into you and open up so well at the same time. I don't
know what made it different this time, but I sure want to do it
again, and very, VERY soon!"
"Beats the hell out of me," I replied. "Just keep fucking and
enjoy it. I sure am."
"Did you cum?" Dave asked (as if he finally remembered his
manners and was a little embarrassed at being caught).
"No. And I don't need to," I quickly added. "I was trying to
pleasure you as much as I could. Besides, you've got great
recovery powers. I need to save some of my cum for tomorrow night.
I'll never be able to keep up with you even though I've held off."
"You saved yourself for them?!" he asked in a hurt tone.
"No, Dear. I didn't. I wanted to pleasure you as much as I
could. I can do that best when I concentrate on your pleasure and
not on mine. Besides, you're going to be doing a lot of men
tomorrow night and I want to do more than watch."
"Yeah, I suppose you're right. I can cum more often then you.
I guess it's a little jealousy creeping in. Sharing you with other
men is still hard sometimes."
"Want to change the agreement?" I asked, almost afraid of the
answer.
"No. Not yet, anyway. I'm just being unreasonable. I like
to fuck around with other guys, too. As long as I am, you should
be able to. Just some emotions. I'll get over it."
"You can't help your emotions. If I can help, let's talk."
"You've already helped more than you think," Dave said giddily
as he pushed his cock deeper into me. "That was the best fuck
ever. And I know that no one else can do it like we can together.
If I hang on to that, I'll not get caught up in jealousy."
Dave and I were silent for a while, each with his own
thoughts. Dave's cock continued to move lazily in and out and it
wasn't shrinking inside me. I was hoping that we could repeat our
earlier mating, so I clamped my ass muscles down hard and wiggled
my ass for him to set up more friction.
"You keep doing that and I'll fuck you again," Dave warned.
"Promises, promises," I replied pulling him into me with my
hands still holding tightly to his ass cheeks.
He slammed hard into me and buried his rod almost as deeply as
the first time. It felt wonderful. I moaned and asked for more.
"Fuck!" he whispered. "Now you're the one without an off
switch."
"Complaining?"
"Shit, no! If you're looking for another load, I'm willing to
deliver."
I pulled him in tightly against my asshole again. "That
convince you?" I teased.
"Let me know if I fuck you too long," he said with concern on
his face. "I know this will take longer than the first time, and
even your experienced ass may not be able to take all the fucking
I'm going to do to you."
"I'll let you know if it's too much. But don't expect me to
say anything. I love your fat cock in me. And all that cum you
shot into me is all the lube I need."
Dave established a more determined pace. He was deliberately
hitting my prostate with each withdrawal and entry. Despite the
fact that I didn't need to cum to be satisfied, he thought
otherwise. His magic cock was doing the trick. My dick was
between the pillow under my hips and the sheet. The friction in my
ass as well as the rubbing on the sheet was going to cause a
massive flood of cum from my happy cock. The premeditated raping
of my prostate was adding fuel to the fire in my boiling nuts.
I backed on to his heavy hammer more with each thrust into me.
And each time he sank his big dick into me, my dick rubbed harder
against the sheets. I was trying desperately to get him off again
before he made me cum. I tried every trick I knew--thrusting back
into him, alternatively tightening and loosening my ass muscles,
and milking his broad, long cock inside me.
His breathing was ragged, but he was hammering on my prostate
mercilessly. He was in control and I was teetering on the edge of
a huge orgasm. Dave could feel my body stiffen as my climax hit.
I clamped down so hard on his pistoning cock, I almost bit it off
with my ass. He slammed home and held on tight. My climax was
reaching its peak and I was like a bucking horse beneath him. Wave
after flooding wave of orgasm gripped me as I unloaded one hot
cannon load after another into the pillow under me.
I was fucking the bed and being ridden from behind by a big
dicked stud with a hot cock. My climax crashed again and I jerked.
My dick fired again and my ass clenched and milked the invader.
"OH, SHITTT!!!" Dave roared. I felt his cock jerk inside me.
He buried it deeper and began to shoot his second scalding carload
of cum deeply into me. He thrashed atop me and I bucked beneath
him again. My ass muscles were dislodging and gulping at his cock
in a wild rhythm. He pulled me hard on to his impaler and held on
tightly. I was still giving him a wild ride as my orgasm waned.
But his wasn't slowing down. He fired again into me and I
felt a wave of hot liquid ram my insides. Another searing flood
overtook my ass. What a fucker!
He regained control of his motions and began to long-dick me.
His cock was still leaking cum and I wanted all of it. I moved
into his thrusts and felt his cock jerk again. More cum for my
well-fucked asshole. His cock bent as he tried to enter me deeply
again. He reached between us, straightened his assfucker out, and
shoved it in a final time.
He rested. Two big climaxes in my ass was leaving my ass full
of cum and my asshole a little tender. His cockhead had become
sensitive with all the friction on it. I squeezed him again and he
insisted that I stop. His dick was shrinking and there was nothing
I could do to get it hard again (at least for a while). Although
his dick was still 7" long, I was already beginning to feel the
loss.
Finally, it fell out and pushed down against my balls. Dave
rolled off of me and we cleaned up. He snuggled in close and was
soon asleep. For once, I didn't have to solve all the world's
problems before I drifted off. I may have even been in slumberland
before Dave. I was so sated. I didn't care at all that the pillow
was still beneath me and I was sleeping in the "wet spot". That
pleasurable feeling of having been made love to twice pushed me
easily into the arms of Morpheus.
"I'll Be Late!"
Our lovemaking of the night before gave both of us reason to
sleep well. When the clock-radio turned on Friday morning, we were
both rested and ready to get up. Dave rolled over me and turned
off the radio.
"I know you have early meetings this morning," Dave smiled,
"but I'd sure like you to fuck my ass for me this morning. Last
night's lovemaking was so great, I want to try it out on you."
I looked at him puzzled. "Are you serious?"
"Well," he said as his morning piss hard-on snaked its way
into my hand, "yes and no. I'm always horny and my cock wants to
play again. But, I know we have a big event tonight and I would
make you late for your meetings if we really took the time to do it
right. So, I guess it's more no than yes."
"You make it very tempting."
"We can do it later," he finally admitted. "Like after the
team meeting or even tomorrow. There's no hurry. I feel like I
should reciprocate somehow. I got so much pleasure out of last
night and you only came once. It somehow feels incomplete."
"You aren't still worried about that, are you?" I asked. A
smile on his face said that he wasn't. "Well, good. I was
wondering. Just because I didn't cum as many times as you did,
doesn't mean I didn't enjoy myself. Pleasuring you is a big
emotional high for me. And you sure had your big pleasure post up
my ass last night. Damn, what a fucking dick you have, my lover!"
I said, squeezing his cock.
"All the better to fuck you again, White Bread!" he leered.
I knew I was in trouble. If I didn't get out of that bed now,
I'd be more than a little late. I'd also have cum farts all day
long, and walk funny. Quickly, I raced to the bathroom and slammed
the door before he could catch me. I only barely made it.
"Fucker!" he shouted through the door. "Pricktease! You want
it as much as I do!"
"I know! That's why I ran as fast as I could to get away," I
shouted back. "I'll never get to work with that big black thing
waving in my face and trying to get in my asshole, again. Back
off, Pervert!"
We both giggled at that. I was safe now, I thought. I
unlocked the door and he rushed in. He grabbed me by the ass and
pulled me into him. "I love you, Mike," he whispered in my ear.
"You're the most wonderful man in the world."
"I love you, too, Dave." I kissed him deeply.
"And if you keep doing that," I said breaking the kiss and
pushing his hands off my ass, "I'll be more than late. I'll be
pregnant, too."
"What makes you thing last night's marathon fuck didn't do
that?" he grinned. "Okay, okay. Just letting you know how I felt
about us," he said turning toward the shower. "Wanna shower with
the father of your babies?" he asked suggestively.
"Do I dare?"
"I promise to molest you only a little bit."
"I think that could be very dangerous to me and my butthole."
"GET YOUR ASS IN HERE!!" he ordered.
I jumped in beside him and closed the door. The inevitable
happened. He's always hot for my ass, and I can't say no to that
obsidian fuckstick of his. Before I could pick up the soap, his
cock was inching its way inside me for the third time in a day.
The lube and the heavy supply of cum he had deposited the
night before combined to ease the entry and the fucking. Within
less than two minutes, he was cumming in my ass again. This was
pure fucking. There was only the rush to climax. As he was
slamming his final squirts of sperm into me, his hand was working
my cock. He knew how to get me off. One hand was flailing my dick
while the other massaged my furry pex, making both nipples erect.
I moaned loudly. He shuddered one last time as another wave
of climax gripped him. Dave had done it to me again. He pulled
out of my asshole with a plop and lunged for my cock. Arriving
just in time to drink up my load, he sucked me dry.
His own cock was still dribbling cum as I finished the last of
my sperm flow into his suctioning mouth. He wiped his cock on my
shin.
"Just a reminder whose man you are," he said casually as he
broke his lip lock on my deflating cock.
"I don't need something like that to remind me. I still have
your babies from last night plus the fresh supply of a few moments
ago."
"Just kidding," he smiled. "The shower already washed some of
them off. We'd better get a move on or you'll be late. I'll make
your lunch while you dress. That'll save time."
"Okay," I replied with a smile and a kiss on his right nipple.
"Keep this big thing handy," I said giving his black snake another
squeeze. "I may need more 'reminding' later of whose man I am."
We dried our bodies, and while I dressed, Dave made me a brown
bag lunch. His wonderfully nude body was waiting for me when I got
downstairs.
"Here's your lunch. Salad and dressing, a sandwich, soda, and
fruit," Dave smiled.
"Wish there were some way I could take this big, black banana
with me for lunch," I laughed as I grabbed his cock, squeezed the
shaft, and rubbed the head of it. The milking motion produced a
drop of leftover cum. I knelt and licked it off. "Got anymore of
that ambrosia for me?"
"If you get that thing hard again, you'll be late," he said
menacingly.
"I'm outta here!" I turned and ran for the front door. I
knew he meant it. I'd get speared again.
The Team Meeting
The day sped by for me, despite the fact that the meetings
were endless and at least 200% longer than they needed to be. Such
is, and was, the nature of all meetings. Dave called me early in
the afternoon to whisper disgusting things into my ear about how
much he was looking forward to fucking with me again. All he
succeeded in doing was making me stay in my office for an extra 10
minutes after his call. My cock was too hard to allow me to stand;
and if I had, I'd have shown a big boner and a wet spot in my levis.
As it was, one of my young, male accounting clerks came in and
asked a series of questions that could have been more easily
answered by showing him on the system. But that would have
required me to get up from my chair and show off my hard cock. He
was hopelessly straight, and cute as a button. I tried to conceal
it with both hands in my lap, but it was too much to hide. I
noticed that he noticed. He's such a pricktease!
When he got up from the side chair, he was showing a nice
basket with his dick pushed off to one side and down his right leg.
Those levis of his showed off his beautiful ass wickedly well.
More than once, I'd cum at home with my cock in my hand thinking
about making it with him.
The workday finally ended at 4:30 for me. What a weekend I
had planned! Well, tonight anyway was going to be incredible.
I stopped by our favorite take-out Chinese restaurant and
picked up dinner. I was in no mood to cook. After last night and
this morning, all I could think of was fucking with Dave, and maybe
a little about the team meeting tonight!
Dave was home early. When I opened the front door, he
presented me with a bouquet of flowers.
I smiled and blushed a deep red. "What is this all about?"
"I was thinking about last night and the pleasure that you
gave me. And I realized again how much you mean to me. Just
thought that something like this (silly as it seems now) would tell
you in more than words how much I do love you."
"The flowers aren't silly at all," I reassured him, misting up.
"That's the nicest thing a man has ever done for me. Thanks, Lover."
I gave him a big hug and a kiss, followed by a meaningful grope and
a leering smile.
He was embarrassed now by the fuss I made over his
thoughtfulness and changed the subject. He was excited about the
evening ahead of us and so was I. We wolfed down dinner and
showered before we changed into our evening "drag" for the team
meeting. Difficult as it was, Dave and I were able to keep from
fucking each other, although our cocks got hard in the shower. We
laughed about what a bad idea it was to shower together when we
were trying to save our cum for a later date.
By 7:30, we were eager to be on our way. We called Brad to
tell him we would meet him in front of his hotel in 15 minutes. He
agreed and said there would only be 4 of them from the production
company.
By 7:40, we had arrived at the hotel. Brad's rented car was
at the front door of the hotel and the valet was just turning the
keys over to Brad as we pulled up.
"Nice service," Dave mentioned to Brad. "Does he do anything
else?"
"We have him signed up for the auditions a week from
Saturday," Brad admitted with a grin. The valet smiled and nodded
in our direction. I recognized him as one of the guys I'd see
occasionally at Black Bart's. He always had a harem of men around
him. From what I'd heard, he was lots of laughs and pretty good in
bed. Not spectacularly hung, but I understood he was a very
talented bottom or top. I'd asked the bartender why a catch like
that wasn't already in a relationship. He'd said that the guy was
only into one night stands. Just not relationship material.
Dave waved at Brad's group to follow us. The route was direct
and only 15 minutes away. When we arrived on the coaches' street,
many expensive cars were lining both sides of the street. We
decided to park on the other side of their block. Dave pointed to
the house as we drove by for Brad and his passengers.
Both vehicles parked about a block away from the meeting. We
shook Brad's hand as he greeted us and introduced us to three other
men from the production company. One was a co-star whom I hadn't
seen much of recently. He was introduced as Glen, but I knew that
wasn't the name he had used in the videotapes.
The other two guys were technicians. Both were astonishingly
good-looking. Brad said that they were bi-sexual and rolled his
eyes. Dave and I smiled knowingly. Ken and Brendon had always
liked football and were curious about gay football players. I
reminded them that they would probably be expected to put out, just
in case they thought they were going to be tourists at this
meeting.
They both smiled and said they were looking forward to it.
The front door to the house was open. We all strode through.
The men were talking in groups and introducing themselves to anyone
they didn't know. At the same time, they were setting up who they
hoped to be screwing with later. Two of them instantly recognized
Brad.
"Brad Hydewood!" Will nearly shouted as his mouth hung open.
"I'd heard you were in town. Damn! Am I glad to finally meet
you."
Brad graciously accepted the accolades and introduced his
guests. Word quickly spread that two gay porno stars were joining
us and would be staying for the party after the meeting.
Big John appeared and smiled broadly. "I was hoping you would
be the guy they were talking about. I sure hope you remember me,
Brad."
"How could I forget a stud like you, John? I recall vividly
our last meeting. Hope we have time to get better acquainted
tonight," he added with a conspiratorial wink.
Dave and I wondered what that exchange was all about, but
decided to hold our curiosity until later. The throng of men
around Brad was pushing us away from John and Brad, and their
mysterious conversation.
In another 10 minutes, Randy and Chuck announced that everyone
who had been invited was there and that the guests of the team
should go into the living room while the team had its meeting
behind closed doors in the party room. They promised that it
wouldn't last more than an hour and that Randy had put on a video
for us to watch while we waited.
Chuck and Randy alternated at the team meeting while the other
lover entertained the non-team members (us) in the living room.
The video was of a recent movie, but no one seemed interested. All
four of the production company were immediately taken by the charms
of both Randy and Chuck. Ken was especially smitten by Randy. He
constantly stared at Randy's mounded crotch and the tight swimming
trunks. For the top that Brad said Ken was, Ken was sure looking
to get fucked by Randy. Glen and Brendon liked both of them. It
wasn't clear whether they wanted their hosts butts or their dicks.
Brad, of course, was entertaining us with hilarious stories
about out-takes in some of his movies, while the coaches were
telling funny training stories. It was hard to tell with Brad whom
he wanted the most. He'd already had us, but was still very
attentive and seemed to be telling most of his stories to us. He
finally revealed his earlier meeting with Big John and the great
fuck that he and Larry had enjoyed with him. We were envious of
both Big John and Larry, and upon reflection, also of Brad. It
would have been wonderful to have been any part of that trio.
The hour-long team meeting flew by. Randy and Chuck invited
us into the party room to get to know the men better. Most of them
were already down to only one article of clothing, either shorts or
underwear. We were encouraged to do the same. I peeled down to my
shorts, Dave was already in his "come-fuck-me" cut-offs. The
production company had all worn Speedos. I had said that the dress
code was minimal, hadn't I?
Men were beginning to pair off. Most of the football players
had already experienced each other sexually, so the "guests" were
being propositioned mercilessly. In all, there were about 20 of
us.
Brad was stripped of his speedos (which didn't hide anything,
anyway). Will was the first one to start licking on Brad's giant
cock. He'd made his wishes known several times that he wanted Brad
to fuck his ass for him. When Brad saw that Will had a great ass
and 11" dick, he wasn't sure whether he wanted to be top or bottom.
Both prospects were extremely inviting.
Steve and Len, the fullback and end were the first ones to
start something, though. They had moved to a comfortable place and
were already engaged in a hot 69. Evidently, they had decided that
they liked each other more than anyone else present. They were a
good combination and, from what I could recall, Len would be a good
bottom to Steve's top. Steve's white ass glistened with sweat as
he rolled Len on to his back and entered him. His thick cock
slammed into Len's tight, black asshole in one stroke.
Robert Stocker was there without Cousin Larry. I'd asked him
earlier about that, but he said that Larry would be joining us
later and would probably arrive at any time. Big John and Ed were
working on Ken and Brendon and getting results. Big John was
fingering Ken's hole and cock at the same time. Ken's 10" and Big
John's 9" were going to be very busy. Ed and Brendon were already
in a fast 69. Ed's 8" post was being expertly sucked by Brendon,
the "bi-sexual" with a cock like Ken's only not as thick.
Glen was working on a player I hadn't seen before. He was a
beefy white guy about 6'5" who looked like he could rip your face
off with one of those powerful hands of his. Mark's ass was like
marble and Glen was feasting on it. Glen was a pretty good bottom
in most of his films, but his big 9" cock was what Mark had in mind
to get buried between those marble cheeks of his.
Chuck was kneeling behind a bent over Little John. He was
licking John's nuts while his nose was buried up John's asshole.
Another man I couldn't see was bent over sucking on John's cock.
Another player was behind him getting ready to stick his black cock
up John's cocksucker.
I finally located my cousin Larry. He was on his back with a
new guy hovering over him as Larry's ass was being fucked by the
thickest cock I'd ever seen since the Italian waiter. The guy was
really laying it to my cousin. His hip motions were so strong that
his cock came completely out several times. But, Larry's abilities
kept his asshole open for the reinsertion and continued fucking that
he enjoyed so much. Larry's fucker's dick was the size of a beer can
--just as thick and just as long. It was probably the shortest cock
in the room, but he sure made up for it with the amazing thickness.
Another one of the black players, whose name I didn't
remember, was sitting on Larry's face. Larry's moans could be
heard above all the other sexual noises in the room. He loved to
eat ass and get fucked at the same time. The player in his ass was
trying to suck off the guy sitting on Larry's face, but the out-of-
control way he was fucking Larry kept pulling him off the big black
cock that was bouncing in his face.
A Surprise Guest
But, where was our big dicked host? Randy was not in the
room. I wondered for a moment where he was. I heard the door open
and close and the sound of heavy, soled footsteps coming into the
party room. Randy was pushed into the room with his arms behind
him. He fell to the floor on one of the players, but caught
himself before he slammed into another body.
Behind Randy was a policeman in uniform. He was enormous! At
6'6", he was a mountain of a man. His hat was pulled low over his
eyes. He shouted, "What the fuck is going on here!"
All eyes turned toward the commotion and the shouting. Cocks
quickly fell from mouths and were pulled out of butts. Men
scurried to hide their engorged cocks.
"I said what the FUCK is going on here!"
Bob, whom I'd finally seen as the guy fucking Little John's
cocksucking partner, James, stood up and approached the policeman.
Bob's black, thick weapon menacingly waved and throbbed at the cop.
"Just some friends having fun."
"All right all you perverts, UP AGAINST THE WALL!", he ordered
in a loud, commanding voice that none could ignore. Instantly
recognizing Officer Dundee's voice, I winked at Dave who smiled
back and looked over at Randy and Chuck. He got knowing smiles
from them. Remembering that it was all a ruse, I tried not to
smile, but was one of the first men to obey. Dave quickly followed
suit. Like sheep, the rest of the men followed our lead.
"Assume the position and SPREAD 'EM!" Robocop added. We all
knew what that meant and turned to face the wall. I stole a glance
over my shoulder and looked at all the straining butts and thighs
as the men spread their legs and raised their hands over their
heads.
Robocop slowly moved down the line of men, examining each ass
with a tap of his nightstick or a big hand gliding smoothly over
the muscled, bubble butts. Occasionally, he would turn one around
and survey the front, making a lewd comment about his target's cock
or body.
"I want to make sure you guys are doing this right. I'm the
sex police," he said breaking into a big grin. A collective sigh
of relief swept over the crowd of handsome men and some even
laughed. "All of you! Turn around and get 'em hard. The best
ones get a prize. ME!" he exclaimed. "Our hosts will demonstrate
what will happen after your cocks get hard."
There was general applause to the naming of the prize.
Everyone could see that Bill Dundee was once helluva stud.
"You and you, I want to see again what you were doing when I
came in. On your knees, Cocksucker! I don't think you were doing
it right. How can anyone suck on that little thing? GET IT HARD!"
he commanded.
Dutifully, Glen and Mark obeyed. Mark went down on Glen like
a pro and soon had Glen hard as steel. "That's more like it," Bill
Dundee smiled amiably. "Now, you two. What kind of fucking is
that? You gotta get all of it in," he was saying to Brad and Will.
"You mean all of this?" Brad said as he withdrew all of his
cock from Will's well-fucked, grasping asshole. The head of Brad's
14" cock finally exited Will's hungry hole. "All of it?"
Robocop looked at it mesmerized. "Shit! What a fucking cock!
I'd sure love to work on that big fucker!" Robocop reached out and
felt of the shaft and head of Brad's cock.
"Wait your turn. He's mine until I get that big thing to fire
off. I'll take it to the depth I want and you'll just have to
watch until I get what I want," Will said smugly.
Some of the men were obviously enjoying this and were in on
the game. Others were still genuinely terrified. Bob quickly saw
that this could get out of hand.
"Okay, Officer," Bob said. "Enough of your free feels of
these men. What do you want?"
Bill Dundee looked directly at him. "You men can go about
your business now." Everyone obeyed with gusto. The pairings
resumed. "I want you to see what a real man can do, Stud!" he said
to Bob. With that, he pulled off his specially tailored break-away
clothes, leaving on only his hat, belt, shorts, and sidearm. His
big 9" cock jumped violently in the constricting material. He
obviously had a big hard-on and it was already leaking precum.
"You got a permit for that weapon," the officer said in
lowered tones to Bob as he eyed with unhidden lust the enormous
butt-ripper that Bob was still displaying.
"I don't remember needing a permit when I used it on you last
night, Robocop," Bob said in a loud voice. There were audible
gasps from several of the players. Robocop raised the bill of his
hat and smiled.
"Suck my cock now or I'll run all these guys in," Bill Dundee
(Robocop) ordered.
"Happy to oblige, Officer."
Bob quickly set about his happy task. He took away Bill's
night stick and ran it around his own cock and rubbed it against
his ass. He handed it back to Bill who immediately sniffed it and
sighed.
Bill's hat and belt were off now. There were more gasps at
the gorgeous hunk exposed under the hat. The beautiful chest hair
pattern and the granite-like pecs were surveyed with growing
appreciation. His shoes and stockings were pulled off. His
underwear was pulled down slowly as Bob turned him around to expose
his gorgeous ass for all to see. Bill bent over as his shorts hit
the floor and Bob quickly planted a kiss on each ass cheek and dove
for the winking rosebud that everyone in the room could see.
Loud applause erupted as Bill moaned at the ass eating he was
getting. Bob turned him around for all to look at the officer's
cock. There were more appreciative sighs and several bids to help
the officer release his pent up load. Bill Dundee smiled and
motioned one of the new players over.
"Suck my cock, Stud, and make sure you get it right!"
"Yes, Sir!" the football player happily agreed and sank to his
knees in front of the policeman. "May I go all the way down, Sir?"
"Take all of it and don't remove your mouth until I tell you
to. You're going to suck my balls dry!"
"Thank you, SIR!!"
Bob came up for air and lubrication. After eating out Bill's
asshole, he was determined that he was going to get his dick in as
deep as possible and squirt as much cum into his ass possible. Bob
lubed up his big, black spear, put on a condom, and shoved it
between Bill's granite-like ass globes. Bill only grunted a little
and backed into him.
The football player in front of the policeman held his oral
grip on Bill and again deep-throated the thick dick that Dave and
I knew had some of the sweetest cum in town. Bill was bending over
to get more of the black snake up his ass. He fell to his knees
and the other football player stayed with him and offered his own
cock for Bill to suck on.
"Now, that's what I had in mind, Stud," Bill cooed. "Give me
some of that black meat." He swooped down on to the newly offered
fuckpole and sucked it deeply into his throat.
Dave and I could see the ass muscles of the policeman were
clearly milking Bob's cock to an early climax. Bill's dick was
jerking wildly in the cocksucker's throat and the football player-
cocksucker was moaning loudly to the entire room that his climax
was very near.
Everyone gathered closer around the trio to urge them on.
Many were echoing their joining with their own two, three, and four
ways. It was clear to everyone also that the trio on the floor
were going to cum first and no one would catch them, but we were
all trying.
It seemed that the couples that I expected to be together or
who had first paired off were no longer together. It was pure
random selection of whomever was nearby. Several daisy chains had
developed with everyone in the line getting fucked. Even some of
the 69's had developed into the two 69'ers getting their butts
plugged by someone else.
Dave was fucking the end, Len. I was fucking the big lineman,
Ron. Chuck and Little John were in a 69, but they were each being
fucked by Brad's enormous 14" cock racing up Chuck's asshole and
Will's 11" moving in and out of Little John. Our two "bi-sexual"
guests were taking it big in the ass from Robert Stocker and Gary.
Those four were in the middle of the longest conga line.
The ass milking was too much for Bob. He pulled out of Bill's
big, white ass, ripped off the condom, and let fly with the first
of many hot streams of cum. His cum flew in long lines across
Bill's back as Bob moaned out his climax. He was quickly pushed
out of the way by Will who had unplugged from Little John. Will
slammed into the cop all the way and ground it in deeper.
Robocop flexed at the sudden intrusion, but quickly settled
into his milking routine. Will was over the edge in less than half
a minute. Another player replaced Will, came quickly and pulled
out. Another black player took his place and quickly came. Then
Brad moved in behind the policeman. His huge cock waved menacingly
at Bill's well-fucked asshole.
"Fuck his hole deep, Man! He's got a great ass," Will
suggested between gasps of recovery. "Best fucking, milking
asshole I've ever had!"
Brad moved in closely and pushed hard. His cock disappeared
up Bill's butt as Bill backed on to it. Brad was at 12" before
Bill knew that he was being fucked by the biggest one in the room.
Bill pulled off the black cock in his mouth long enough to look
behind him and wonder aloud, "How big is that fucking thing?"
"Just take it, Fucker! You know you want all of it!" Brad
said hoarsely. "YEAH!! Tight and deep and, fuck! What a great
milking machine!" Within a matter of less than two minutes, Brad
had pulled out and was adding his hot ropes of cum to Bill's back.
"FUCK! What an ASS!!" Brad shouted between climax peaks.
Bill and the new football player released the oral lock on
each others cocks and stripped the cum out of them within 10
seconds. Others followed suit by pulling off sucking cocks as
Bill's cock started to erupt its heavy load, or they pulled out of
the tight asshole in front of them, stripped off the condom and
shot white, creamy cum all over the back of the man in front of
them.
Moans and curses were heard from every corner of the room as
man after man flooded his partner with scalding sperm. It was
unbelievable how much cum was launched that evening in the space of
only one minute. But much more got shot into tight places later in
the evening and was enjoyed more intimately by different partners.
Some party!
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