Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 20:58:28 -0800
From: Marlyn Lewis <gymhunk@email.msn.com>
Subject: Black and White, Chapter 37.

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				BLACK AND WHITE


			       A Christmas Visit

	During the next week, Dave and I were able to schedule the
same week for vacation.  Although Christmas was soon upon us, we
decided it would be better to go to Sacramento in March instead of
earlier.  The weather would be better and we'd need the sun after
the usual dreary winters in the Northwest.

	Duane and Carol agreed enthusiastically with our decision,
revealing at the same time that they would be up for the Christmas
holidays.  They agreed to spend part of the time with us and part
with Duane's parents and her sister.

	It was wonderful seeing them again.  Carol radiated
contentment and happiness.  Pregnancy suited her well.  She would be
a very happy mother.  Despite carrying twins, she wasn't "showing"
much.  It WAS only the beginning of her second trimester.

	As we walked through the airport terminal to find their
baggage, Dave and Duane were talking like they'd been parted for
years, effectively ignoring Carol and I.

	"Duane and Dave have been diddlin' with each other for years.
I have to assume that they still are."  She smiled sweetly having
tossed that bombshell.  I could only blanch and gulp.  "And I'm sure
that Duane and you have done the horizontal nasty as well."  Carol
said it matter-of-factly, rather than accusingly.

	"I'm not sure what I should say," I finally allowed.

	"I'm only jealous that I'm not enjoying your talents as much
as he is," she giggled.

	To say that my mouth dropped open wouldn't be describing my
demeanor.  My eyes opened nearly as wide as my mouth did.  Now, I
was at a loss for words.

	"Don't worry about it, Mike," she smiled.  "I'm not going to
accost you here in the airport."  I visually relaxed a little and
smiled back at her.  "I'm waiting until we get to your place before
I try to get into your pants, again.  And this time, without any
damned condom!"  Carol moved in closer to me and whispered, "I
enjoyed our time together and want more!"

	I didn't know what to do or say, so I just smiled dumbly and
kept walking with her.  Maybe catching up with Dave and Duane would
stop the direction of this conversation.  Carol could sense my
discomfort, so she changed the subject.  But, always in the back of
my mind, I wondered how serious she was about what she wanted to do.

	At the house, Carol and Duane took their bags to the
guestroom.  While they were gone, I told Dave about my one-sided
conversation with Carol.  He smiled knowingly, but let me finish the
tale.

	"I'm not surprised," Dave said.  I got the feeling that I was
the only one left out of the conversations that afternoon.  "Duane
told me that he and Carol talked about hot you are in bed, and
Carol's unconcern about Duane screwing around with us.  She's sure
smarter than any of us gave her credit."

	"But, Dave," I protested.  "She wants to fuck with me again,
and without a condom!"

	"Afraid you might get her pregnant?" Dave said with a laughing
snort.

	"Uh, no, not that," I replied meekly.  "I just don't see
myself as the straight lover, that's all."

	"Well, they've decided that it would be okay for you and Carol
to spend the evening in bed while Duane and I fuck ourselves to
death in our bedroom," Dave revealed.

	That was certainly something to think about.  I wasn't sure
just what I thought of the idea.  Did I think I wouldn't get anymore
chances at Dave that weekend, or Duane for that matter?  Finally, I
decided that what was bothering me was that this wasn't a three-way
with other men.  This was what "swinging" straight people did and I
didn't exactly fit into that category.

	"What did you and Duane decide?" I asked after a long pause.

	"The choice is yours.  It's not exactly a gay thing you're
doing.  It may be more than you are willing to do.  Carol is sure
clear enough about it, though," he smiled.  "I know Duane is hot for
it, just because he wants to get fucked all night by me."

	"Can't argue with him on that one," I admitted.  "Well, it
isn't like I've never been with a woman before, and Carol and I have
done it already," I mused.  "Let me think about it for a while."  I
knew that it was as good as done.  Dave smiled big and gave me a
hug.

	"I'm sure neither of us will regret it," he reassured me.

	"We'll see."

	After dinner, we talked about our planned trip to Sacramento,
but conversation lagged.  I knew they were all waiting for me to
make my decision public.  By 10 o'clock, I finally admitted that
their idea had merit and I was willing to be an eager participant.
But, I wanted showers first for everyone.  The neatness freak in me
is hard to hold back.

	Carol and Duane used the shower in the hallway bathroom, while
Dave and I used the one in our master bedroom.  I whispered in
Duane's ear that I wouldn't mind at all if he got Carol warmed up
for me, and if he wanted to leave a nice, big load for me to eat
out, I'd be grateful.  He smiled and nodded.

	I told Dave what Duane and I had agreed to.  He thought it
only fair that he fuck me to let me know how much he loved me.  I
wasn't about to turn that down.  As much as I wanted to climax and
wanted him to shoot his first load of the day in my ass, I knew that
both of us had to save it for our partners.  He fucked me doggie-
style in the shower, and then face to face with the water pelting us
as I lay on the floor of the shower with my legs over his broad
shoulders.

	I was sure that both of us would cum several times in our
coupling, but we managed to hold back our climaxes.  When we heard
the water in the other shower cease flowing, we stopped our mating
and finished our showers.  Bending over to dry my legs, I presented
as tempting a target as possible to Dave.  If his dick had been
hard, I'd have been rammed with his dick.  But, he wasn't hard at
only 7".  He did the next best thing, though, as his tongue speared
my winking rosebud.

	This was going to get us nowhere, but in trouble.  I
regretfully moved away and left him panting for more.  "Just hold
that thought," I suggested.  "You have a brother in need of
servicing.  But, I'll be happy to finish this with you tomorrow
morning."

	"Deal!" Dave grinned lasciviously.

	As we hung up our towels, Duane walked in with only a smile.
He was stark naked.  His cock was thick, but drooping.  A drop of
cum dangled from the tip.  "I'll take care of that for you," I
offered.  Without waiting for his approval, I stooped and vacuumed
his deflating dick into my mouth.  The strong flavor of cum tickled
my taste buds making me wish I'd been there for all of it.  But, I
could also taste Carol's lubricating juices on his ebony shooter.
I'd taste more of each the moment Carol and I were in the guestroom.

	Dave had meanwhile pounced on the opportunity to eat my ass
again due to my bent over position.  I didn't want to let this
threesome end soon, but knew Carol was probably waiting for me.
Feeling his cock begin to expand again, I said to Dave, "He's all
yours.  You know where to find me if you need me," I winked at Dave
and left for the guestroom.

	Entering the room that Carol was in, I heard the unmistakable
sigh of Duane as Dave took over my former position.  Well, I
thought, I'd be back soon enough.  Meanwhile, I have a lady to
service.

	Carol was on the bed with only a sheet over her.  She held out
her arms for me to fill with my body.  I smiled at her and slid into
bed next to her.  My dick was still hard from sucking on her
husband's cum dripping cock.  One of her hands immediately went to
it.

	"You just gotta be the prettiest white boy I've ever seen.
I'm really looking forward to this, Mike," she purred.

	"So am I," I lied.  I would much rather have been in the other
room with the well-hung brothers as part of a fuck sandwich.  But,
I'd agreed and I was going to make the best of it.  Carol slid down
the bed and began sucking my cock.  She wasn't as good at it as her
husband (especially not as good as Dave), but it wasn't bad.  I knew
this would be a good time to see how much of Duane's cum I could
tongue out of Carol.  With a smile of anticipation, I went down on
my "sister-in-law".

	Her lubricants were rolling again, but not so powerfully as to
wash away the taste of her husband.  I mined as deeply as I could,
then rolled her atop me.  I was hoping that some of his cum would
roll out more easily this way.  I wasn't disappointed.  Several more
strings of his sperm slid on to my tongue, then down my throat.  I
savored each taste as if it were my first.  Duane did taste almost
as good as Dave, I thought.

	Carol's moaning told me that she was very much enjoying what I
was doing.  Little did she know why I was tonguing her twat so hard.
Without warning, Carol started to climax.  Her body shuddered
repeatedly as I tongued her clitoris time and again.

	Knowing that this would be a good time to prolong a good
climax for her, I rolled her on to her back.  I moved enough to take
one of her sensitive nipples in my mouth while one of my hands
caressed the other.  That left my right hand to continue stimulating
her clit.  Her back was arching in spasms as she tried to ride my
fingers and push her breast into my mouth.  Her climax hit her hard,
again.

	"Fuck me, Mike!  I gotta have it!" she begged.

	I slid down her body and went back to eating her out again.
She clamped her thighs around my ears and pushed my face harder into
her crotch.  Wave after wave of climax rocked her.  She almost
suffocated me with her zeal to climax.  But, I knew it would pass
and it did.

	Moving back to her breast, I adjusted my position to be on top
of her.  My hard cock was rubbing again her left thigh as her final
climax raced through her.

	Nearly out of breath, she whispered, "I knew you were good,
but I didn't think any white boy could be this good."

	I smiled at her and kissed her lips, still rolling her left
nipple gently between my fingers.  She could taste her own fluids
and perhaps Duane's as well, but I didn't really care.  I could
still taste him and that was all I cared about.

	After a couple of minutes of rest with me still atop her,
Carol said, "Not very sporting of me to get what I wanted and not
let you have what you wanted."

	 "There is a whole night ahead of us.  There will be lots of
other chances for me to get off." I smiled nastily and ground my
still stiff dick into her thigh.

	"That's what I like; a man who really knows what he wants and
knows he'll get it," she giggled.  Carol moved a little to her left
to center me more and move my dick into the pool of lubricant that
had made her pussy very slippery.  She spread her thighs more and
welcomed me inside her.

	I moved up on the bed to help.  The combination of movements
pushed my dick more than half way inside her slippery tunnel.  She
gasped in pleasure as the thick head of my cock raced over her
clitoris.

	"Give me more," she whispered.

	Gladly, I pushed the last four inches in and ground my pubic
bush into hers.  Her legs clasped around my back and pulled me
sharply into her.  "Yeah," she said dreamily.

	Starting a fucking motion that would relax her legs some, I
pushed and extracted several inches until she could feel the head of
my swollen dick nearly exit her.  But, by only screwing the first
few inches in her, she knew I was teasing her clitoris again.

	"Trying to get me to climax again?" she sighed breathlessly.
I didn't have to say anything.  She'd said it all and loved the
idea.  Her legs clasped me again trying to get me to do more and
faster.  I was more than willing to cooperate.

	I moved in and out of her cave with my steely rod at a pace
guaranteed to pleasure her.  In less than another minute, she was
climaxing again.  The pressure of my thick dick in her tunnel plus
the friction of my cockhead against her clitoris cascaded waves of
fluids around the entrance to her channel.  I wasn't ready to climax
yet, but was instead enjoying watching and feeling each of her
climax waves as they crashed over her.

	It was time to penetrate more deeply and press her climax to
higher levels.  I ground my pubes against hers.  That forced her
cavity entrance to expand with another wave.  It more easily took
the thick root of my love muscle and got me inside another half
inch.

	"Yes, YES!  Fuck me!" she nearly screamed.

	Without hesitation, I set up a fast pace to stimulate her even
more.  This was going to be a climax she wouldn't forget soon.
Harder and deeper I pressed with each thrust.  Her back arched again
as she trembled in another wave of pleasure.  I hammered her thighs
with my thighs, trying to get as deep as I could.  I felt that I'd
hit the end of her fuck channel and pulled back.  I knew that too
much of that even with a big climax could be painful to her.  So, I
went back to the short strokes at the entrance.  I was instantly
rewarded with another climax wave from her.

	Her moaning was noisy now.  And I enjoyed watching and feeling
her hit another plateau of joy.  Still, I wasn't ready to climax,
but I continued the requisite motion.  My steely bone was enjoying
what I was doing, but it wasn't the same as a stud's asshole.  She
was looser and didn't have the kind of muscle control I was used to.
It wasn't the same as a man I smiled to myself.  Well, it may not be
the same, but I was sure I could cum now if I thought about it a
little bit.

	As if on cue, I heard Dave in the next room bellow out a
climax.  No doubt, up Duane's hot and eager asshole.  Like he was in
the room with me, it was like turning a key in a lock.  Before I
could do much more than groan, I was shooting my load.

	Torrents of cum poured from my dickhead, splashing Carol's
insides in more cum.  My increased speed only served to rocket her
to another plane of climax.  This one hit her so hard that I
wondered if I'd be bucked off as she thrashed in the jetwash of her
own hard climax.  My climax raced to a sputtering stop, but I knew
Carol was still enjoying hers.  With renewed speed, I rammed my fuck
stick in and out of her in long strokes.  She moaned again in
ecstasy and grasped by ass to be sure that I got the right speed for
the next wave.  I could feel it approaching as her fingernails dug
into my ass flesh and she pulled me hard into her.  She cried out in
pleasure and pain as I punched too far into her.  But, she didn't
protest.  Just loved it more.

	Our mutual climaxes were over and she sighed contentedly.
Almost like a man, I thought, as she closed her eyes and relaxed.  I
rolled off of her, letting my deflating rod drain against her hip.
She didn't seem to mind.  Within ten minutes, her breathing became
shallow and she slept.  Just like a man, I decided.

	I rolled out of bed and walked quietly into the next room.
Dave and Duane were still coupled.  Dave was hovering over Duane's
torso with Duane's legs over Dave's shoulders.  Duane was trying to
get Dave's dick to drain completely into his ass.  I walked around
to the side of the bed and stroked Duane's still hard dick.

	"I need to get fucked," I announced.  "And I know just the
dick to do it!"  I smiled down at Duane.  A big smile spread across
his face.

	"Any time, Mike. I love fucking you almost as much as Dave
does, I'll bet," he teased.

	"You wanna lick all that pussy juice from my dick while he's
doing it, Dave?" I sneered.

	"I've never turned down a chance to suck your cock,
Man!" he replied.

	As if that settled it, Dave and Duane disconnected.  I took
Duane's place on the bed and Duane took Dave's place.  Dave then
hovered over me in a 69 position.  Dave removed his condom, which I
instantly snared and drank from.

	"Hey, I worked for that!" Duane protested.

	"Shut up and fuck me," I smiled back smacking my lips.

	"Not to worry, Bro'," Dave grinned.  "There's lots more where
that came from."

	Duane stroked his brother's dick, producing another drop of
cum for me to lick up (which I did).  "Yeah, I guess there is," he
agreed with a smile.  He rolled on a condom, lubed my asshole, and
pushed gently to gain entry.

	Fucking with Carol had gotten me horny, but nothing could
replace the pleasure of a big dick slipping into my ass.  I reminded
myself that this must be what it feels like to get fucked by my
dick.  It was the same length and thickness.  The only differences
were the color, which I could only appreciate visually, and the
curve of it.  That was a part I especially enjoyed, as that curve
always hit my prostate almost as well as Dave's did.

	As soon as Duane's obsidian butt rammer was completely buried
up my ass, Dave started licking at my dick.  "Um," he moaned as I
returned the favor to his.  Dave's cock was covered with his own
cum.  The condom had spread it around nicely.  As I deep-throated
his expanding dick, I savored the special essence that only Dave
produced.  I could pick out his cum anywhere, I thought.

	Much as Duane wanted this to last, getting fucked by his
brother's 11" cock and then burying his own cock up this "white
boy's" asshole was becoming too much of a pleasure treat for him.
He tried to hold back by decreasing his thrusting speed, but it was
not to be.  I felt his cockhead swell inside me as he reached the
point of no return.  Duane grabbed my thighs and pulled me hard into
his pistoning fuck pole.  Damn!  That feels so good, I thought.

	Dave was doing his best to get me hard again, but I was
concentrating on getting fucked more than on what Dave was doing.
But, as his dick snaked down my throat and Duane's cock exploded
more cum in my butt, my own rod began to get more steely.

	By the time Duane had completely drained his dick in my ass,
Dave had accomplished getting my pink weapon completely hard.  I'd
been sucking his dick with much pleasure and created another 11"
monster for Duane to sit on.  As Duane uncoupled from me, he pulled
off the condom and handed it to me.  I drank deeply.

	"I'll have cum on my breath when I go back to the other room,"
I smiled.

	"As if you cared," Dave rejoined.

	"Guess I'll have to think of some other way to get it on," I
replied.

	Duane grinned, very pleased with what I'd done to Dave.
"Thanks for getting him hard again," he said.  "Now, get out of here
and leave me to my brother.  He has needs for me to meet!" he
grinned at me.

	Knowing I'd been dismissed as gently as possible, I went back
to the guestroom.  Carol was still sprawled out on the bed. The
sheet hadn't been pulled up over her yet.  Her legs were still
spread and my dick was still hard from Dave sucking on it.  I moved
slowly on to the bed and gently massaged her thighs.  She moaned
softly.

	Both hands were now on her thighs, heading for the prize.  She
spread her legs a little more, giving me more room.  My dick started
to wilt.  Guess I'd better not look at it, I thought.  Instead, I
moved my mouth to it and closed my lips over the opening.

	My tongue darted out and tasted my own cum draining out of
Carol.  I licked my tongue more deeply into her and sucked on her
clit again.  It was coated with my sperm, so I was getting what I
wanted as well as what she enjoyed.

	Deeper and deeper my tongue drilled, but I kept coming back to
her button to make her more and more ready for what I wanted to do
next.  Carol moaned and pushed my face even more into her crotch.
She began to tremble.  I licked harder at her nub.  She moaned again
and raised her knees.  I thought she'd try to trap my head again
between them, so I moved back and flipped her over.

	I lay down on her back and let my hardening dick slip into her
pussy again from the rear.  I thought for a moment that I'd stuck it
up her ass, but it was far too slippery and large to have done that.
She moaned again when the head entered and my stiff cock (instead of
my tongue) rubbed against her clitoris.

	Carol had a tight, toned body, which reminded me a little of a
slender man.  That made the coupling a little more enjoyable for me.
She trembled again as if a climax were approaching.  I speared her
more deeply and got another moan.  She was ready for it.

	With each thrust, I was going deeper and deeper into her.  I
pulled her up to a kneeling position and started screwing her
doggie-style.  She really came alive then and pushed back into me
with each forward thrust from me.  When I got all the way in, she
started sighing and moaning in earnest.

	Each new penetration was getting her more turned on.  Each
moan became a pitch higher.  "Fuck me, Mike!" she croaked in a
hoarse whisper.  I gained speed, but made sure that her clit was hit
by each thrust and each thrust didn't go too deeply.  From the rear
angle, I was ravaging her clitoris more than I had last time.  Carol
trembled again and started her first climax cycle.  I knew she was
good for several more, so I started the short, fast thrusts that
rocketed my hard cockhead against her pussy button.

	She bucked and thrashed nearly out of control as each
penetration pushed her to another harder climax.  She was almost
screaming out her pleasure now.  "More!  MORE!" she begged.

	I had hit my own climax wall now.  I needed to cum hard and
deep.  Nearly forgetting that I wasn't fucking Dave, I rammed hard
into her.  She tensed up immediately.  Too far, I remembered.  Just
back off a little and you'll cum a lot.  Taking my own advice, I
reamed her pussy in a corkscrew style and came in a big flood.  Each
wave of climax produced a torrent of sperm, each one she reacted to
as if our climaxes were synchronized.

	Slowly, I reduced the speed of my thrusts into her, allowing
her to come down gently from another climax.  When she was finally
over her last shudders, she whispered, "Mike!  You really know how
to show a girl a good time!"  I smiled down at her as she raised her
head to kiss me again.   With that, we both slept well.

	As I nodded off to sleep, I could hear Dave enjoying another
climax up his brother's butthole.  It could have been down his
throat, but knowing how much Duane loved getting fucked, I thought
Duane getting fucked was a safe bet.

  	As with the last visit, Carol drove to her sister's while
Duane spent the next afternoon getting fucked by both his brother
Dave and me.  He couldn't seem to get enough.  His dick and ass were
busy constantly.  Even when Duane fucked me, Dave was riding his
butt.  Donnie showed up late in the afternoon, taking over our
sexual duties.  He was delighted to give us some rest from his
sexually demanding brother.  Donnie had been studying for finals and
hadn't had time for sex.  He was making up for it now.  And Duane
was delighted to have such an eager sex partner.

	For the better part of the next two hours, we heard the
pleasure cries of men climaxing and getting fucked.  The brothers
were made for each other.  All that sex from the next room convinced
Dave and I that we had at least one more round in us, so we joined
them in the guest bedroom in a four-way.  Dave, once again, fucked
his over-sexed brother, Duane.  And Donnie continued to express his
pleasure in getting fucked by the "white dude" his brother, Dave,
lived with.

	From a 69 position, Donnie and Duane exchanged blowjobs while
having their butts reamed and fucked by their hosts.  Donnie, being
the top man in the 69, was the first to hit his climax, his fourth
one that afternoon.  His gripping, milking butthole pulled me along
with him over the brink.  My moans of pleasure spurred Dave into
Duane for a final plunge before Dave cut loose with another series
of sperm volleys up his brother's well-fucked asshole.  The swollen,
spurting member up his hole pushed Duane into another climax, but
with all the ones before unloading his balls, this one produced
little fluid.  But, his climax hit him hard as he howled out his
pleasure.

	We all showered and dressed after the fuck session.  Dave
fixed lunch for us all.  I had to know how Duane was doing with his
appetite for men now that Carol was expecting.  He swore that he
wasn't doing men anymore because of his loyalty to Carol and his
desire to be a good father to his children.  I grinned at his
naivete.  Once you've enjoyed the pleasure of another man, you can't
swear off them that easily.  He read my smile as wondering how he
could say that when he'd just spent the afternoon with his heels
over his head and several dicks up his ass.

	"Family doesn't count!" he smiled defensively.  I smiled
again.  "Well, you are family, sorta," he added.  "Besides, I'm not
exposing Carol to anything and I'm not doing it with strangers,
anymore."

	"Have it your way, Duane," Dave said.  "You can rationalize
for hours on end, but the truth of the matter is that you enjoy men
fucking your hot ass as much as the admitted gay men in this room
do.  You aren't fooling anyone here."

	Duane only smiled.  "Think you know me so well, don't you?
Well, I can give up men!" he insisted.  We all laughed.  "I just
can't give up family."  We laughed again.

	Duane's mind was made up.  Although the other three men knew
better, we wouldn't convince him of his faulty logic, nor his
hormones and what they liked.  So, Dave changed the topic and asked
Donnie what he'd been doing recently.


				A Good Neighbor

	Donnie had been seeing a white guy who lived downtown in an
apartment with his black lover.  The black guy worked on Saturday's,
and his white lover called Donnie every Saturday morning to come
over and "service" him.  He loved Donnie's big dick and hot ass.
The guy loved his lover, but complained about never getting enough
dick.  His lover had a big dick to hear him talk about it, but he
didn't get it often enough.  So, Donnie was helping him out with his
"problem".

	The white guy had introduced Donnie to a "straight", black
neighbor who came over occasionally to get serviced by the white
guy.  The white guy would give his neighbor a blowjob whenever the
neighbor's girlfriend wasn't putting out.  The black guy enjoyed
watching the white guy get fucked by a black dick while getting his
own dick sucked by the white guy.  Donnie said that he'd even taken
a couple of blows on the black neighbor's dick.  It was a nice big
one that squirted a lot of cum.  Even better, the guy had great
recovery and always wanted a second blowjob.

	But, fucking some guy in the ass was "queer" and the neighbor
didn't do "queer" stuff.  "I guess getting your dick sucked on by
another guy isn't 'queer'," Donnie observed.  But, a couple of weeks
later, Donnie was getting fucked by the white guy when the black guy
called and said that he needed attention.  The guy mentioned that
Donnie was there, but he was welcome to join their fun.  The guy was
there in less than a minute.

	Shedding his clothes, he got on the bed on his knees as he
usually did with a stiff dick, ready for action.  Donnie moved
beneath him and threw his own legs in the air for the white guy to
continue fucking him.  The white guy started fucking Donnie and bent
over to suck the black guy's dick.  The black guy had to move
forward (straddling Donnie's face) to get in a better position.
When he started getting his dick sucked, Donnie started licking the
black guy's balls.  In less than a minute, the guy was cumming
gallons.  He obviously liked getting his balls sucked.

	As was usual, he wanted to go again as he watched Donnie
taking a big dick all the way up his ass.  Donnie stuck his tongue
up the guy's butt this time.  The neighbor nearly swooned at the
electric feeling coursing through his body.  He leaned forward,
spreading his ass cheeks even farther apart, giving Donnie a more
tempting target.  Donnie worked the guy's hole over, drilling his
tongue in as deeply as it would go.  The neighbor was bent over so
far that his face was in Donnie's crotch and only inches away from a
pistoning white dick racing up Donnie's asshole.

	The taste of a hot, virgin asshole and a hard dick up his butt
hit Donnie so hard that he couldn't hold back any longer.  Without
more than a moan (muffled by the butt in his face), Donnie shot a
hot load in the guy's face, spraying him with sperm.  The suddenness
of the volley startled the neighbor who sat up instantly.  That only
pushed Donnie's head hard into the guy's spread ass.  More tongue
disappeared up the guy's butt as Donnie continued to squirt cum over
himself and the neighbor.  With the added lubrication on the
neighbor's stiff dick, the guy jerked off and creamed again in only
seconds.

	All that cum spurting through the air got the white guy to
fire off his sperm.  Ramming deeply into Donnie, the guy finished
his climax and pulled out.  He handed the sperm-laden condom to
Donnie and said, "You worked hard for this.  Here!"  Donnie reached
for it, but the neighbor grabbed it first and poured the contents
over his own dick, ordering Donnie to suck it off.

	Donnie sucked up the sperm from his white friend and dove to
suck off the neighbor.  He loved it!  And so did the neighbor who
shot off almost immediately, again.  Donnie's talented tongue was
awash in more creamy sperm in less than another minute.

	The following Saturday, Donnie was over there again.  This
time the neighbor was already there.  Something had changed in his
opinion about what was queer and what wasn't.  The guy was balls-
deep in Donnie's friend's butthole and banging away with all the
fervor of a man who had a big load to deliver.  Donnie disrobed and
sat on his friend's mouth, facing the black neighbor.  The tongue
job his butthole was getting sent Donnie in a fast 69 with his
friend.  The black neighbor continued to ram his thick, long dick
into the eager asshole he'd been fucking.

	All this hot action broke the cum dam of Donnie's friend,
shooting steamy cream down Donnie's throat.  The clasping ass action
of the climaxing man hit the neighbor hard.  He was climaxing before
he could pull out, filling the condom to near capacity.

	After regaining his breath, the black neighbor said, "You were
right!  A man's butt is tighter and better for fucking than any
woman I've EVER been with!"

	"And a cream filled cock tastes better than any pussy, too,"
the friend rejoined.

	"I'll just have to take your word for that," the black man
said.

	"Was I wrong about hot butt?" Donnie's friend asked.

	"No," the man said thoughtfully.  "But, eatin' pussy and
sucking cock ain't the same thing."

	"You're right," Donnie joined in.  "Sucking cock is infinitely
better and the rewards are sweeter!"

	The black man could only smile.  They'd been right once, but
sucking cock was a whole different matter.  But, ass fucking was
sure great!  Donnie was holding out his hand, asking for the spent
condom.  The black neighbor handed it over and Donnie drank deeply.

	"Nothin' much better than hot cum," he smiled.  "Of course,
right from the source is even better.  All that hot juice squirtin'
in your mouth from a hard dick.  That sure is fine!" Donnie added.
"You wanna try mine?" he teased the other black man.

	"Uh, no thanks.  I'm not into that," the man declined.  The
two gay men continued to tease and cajole the other man, trying to
convince him of what he was missing.  They were getting nowhere when
he finally offered, "However, now that I know that butt is made for
fuckin', would you like to get fucked by me, Donnie?"

	"You bet I would!  I love big, black dicks up my ass.  And you
sure have a nice one!"

	The neighbor put on another condom and moved behind Donnie who
had assumed a doggie style position.  "I thought you ought to get
the feel of what it is like in more than one position," Donnie
observed.  "Just plug in and fuck me, Man!  And John, you get
beneath me and suck me off.  I really need to shoot after all this.
And with a big, black dick up my ass, I know it'll be a BIG load!"

	Having cum only a few minutes before, the black neighbor
wasn't going to be cumming right away, but his hard cock sure belied
that.  John (Donnie's white friend) thought about sucking his friend
off, but decided that Donnie's big dick (which was bigger than his
neighbor's) should be used for fucking, not sucking.  So, John
wiggled beneath Donnie and raised his ass for insertion.  Donnie's
dick glided smoothly up John's ass.  With all the lube and hot
fucking his neighbor had done to him, he was prepared for the
monster that he loved to get fucked by every Saturday for the last
couple of months.

	Donnie's swollen monster slid effortlessly up John's butthole.
John arched back, impaling himself as deeply as he could.  Donnie
only sighed and pushed the last inch in.  The neighbor moved with
them.  The three men were stacked atop each other, joined at the
dick.  Knowing that he'd fire off before he wanted to, Donnie
decided to enjoy the neighbor's fucking rhythm and translate the
motion to John beneath him.  More friction than that would cause a
fast climax.

	The black neighbor, Sonny, was enjoying his second fuck of the
morning.  A black ass was something he'd fucked before, but his
girlfriend didn't like it.  She said it didn't give her any
pleasure.  But, he wanted to fuck, and she wasn't putting out
because it was her period.  She didn't want him to go out and find
some other girl to help him out, so she'd agreed.  Sonny heard that
fucking ass wasn't half-bad, so he'd tried it.  Sure as hell was
tighter than that pussy of hers, he'd thought after cumming a second
time in her ass.

	But, this tight, black, male ass....  Well, that was something
totally different.  He'd really liked fucking this white "fag" next
door.  But, this new guy, Donnie, was incredibly tight and really
knew how to move his butthole.  Sonny was nearly at climax within 10
seconds of plugging into this perfect asshole.  Donnie wasn't even
fucking John, but John was moaning with deep pleasure.  The
massaging that Donnie was doing to his own dick must be something
that translates to John's butt as well, Sonny thought.  This black
kid really likes black bone!

	Sonny slowed the pace to retard the building climax, but it
wasn't doing much good.  The interior muscles to Donnie's chute were
too well toned and experienced.  Much as Sonny wanted it to last, it
wasn't to be.  The point of no return had been reached before Sonny
could stop it.  Knowing the inevitable, Sonny's pace jumped into
high gear.  Now, he was only going for the best climax and pleasure
he could get.  It was too late to please his partner.

	Donnie also was hitting his pleasure plateau.  He was about to
stop massaging Sonny's dick and flexing his dick inside John when
Sonny's pace suddenly picked up.  Donnie knew the signs.  Sonny was
going to cum and Donnie was going to let him bring himself off at
the same time.  With maximum effort, Donnie massaged the racing
piston banging his asshole and bore deeper into John.  He found a
special place he'd been poking at that made his dickhead swell with
pleasure.  The rush of a big climax was upon him.

	Relaxing his ass a little more, Donnie let Sonny fuck him
another inch deeper.  With a howl of ecstasy, Sonny slammed into the
tight ass of the black man beneath him and unloaded his tight balls.
Wave upon wave of hot sperm blasted into the protective condom.
Each one jolted Sonny with higher levels of pleasure, each one
punctuated more loudly with the word "FUCK!".

	Donnie tightened down again to give Sonny even more pleasure
which caused his own dick to jerk one last time before emptying its
treasure high up John's protected butthole.  Each torrent of cum
shot into Donnie was met with a push back into Sonny, trying to get
the connection as deep and satisfying as possible.  Each push back
was followed by a hard ram forward into John's welcoming, well-
fucked hole.  Donnie had fucked John many times, but this was easily
the best fuck they'd ever had.  Donnie couldn't remember cumming so
hard in John before.

	Sonny collapsed onto Donnie's back as he rode out Donnie's
last hurried lunges into John's butt.  As the last of Donnie's cum
oozed into the condom, both black men pulled out allowing their
spent dicks to slowly go flaccid in a pool of warm, condomed sperm.
Only John hadn't cum with the other two.  But, he didn't seem to
mind.  Having two big dicked black men on him was pleasure enough
after cumming in Donnie's tight butthole.  As much as he loved his
lover, Donnie's ass was something he'd never tire of.  John didn't
fuck his lover very often, certainly not when there was a big, black
cock willing to fuck his ass.  But, the frequency wasn't great
enough for him.  When his lover finally did fuck him, it was always
twice and always with big loads deposited high up his willing and
eager ass.

	But this, well this was wonderful.  Just not often enough,
either.  But, between his lover and Donnie and now Sonny, maybe he'd
get all he wanted.  Maybe.

	Donnie telling the story of his weekend conquests had the
expected impact.  All four men were hot to fuck again.  Carol was
going to be back pretty soon.  Just enough time for another hot
four-way.  Donnie wanted his brother Dave to fuck him this time, and
Duane was anxious to get me to service his butt again.  Being family
and white was an extra hot turn on for him.  Getting into another
69, the younger brothers enjoyed a perfect sexual coupling.  As if
they were communicating telepathically, both came at the same
instant.  Dave had just finished his climax inside his brother when
their climaxes peaked.  The tightened ass caused by Duane's climax
hit me hard.  In less than another 10 seconds of hard pounding, I
hit another big climax and filled Duane with more sperm.

	With another trip through the showers, we all dressed.  And
not a moment too soon.  Carol arrived just as I finished drying and
combing my hair.  She asked us how we spent the afternoon.  Duane
said that we'd just been doing "brother things".  That got a hardy
laugh from the other men.  Carol looked at us knowingly, but didn't
pursue it.

	She and Duane decided that they should take us all out to
dinner.  Not all that keen on cooking, Dave and I took them up on
the offer.  Donnie joined us as well.

	After dinner, we dropped Donnie off and drove home.  This
night, Duane and Carol slept together and Dave and I finally shared
our own bed.

	Dave knew that I needed to foolishly reclaim him back from his
brother.  He fucked me hard for several minutes, nearly pushing me
through the mattress.  I loved it.  Before he could cum, I flipped
him over and rammed my 9" up his quickly eaten, then mounted
asshole.  Now, he loved it.  Without minimal noise, we sprayed each
other with sperm.  I loosed my squirting stream up his hot ass and
he sprayed both of us with his jerking firehose.  He didn't even
have to touch his dick to do that.  My cock exploding up his butt
seemed to be enough of a trigger.

	We slept the sleep of babies.


So, when are Dave and Mike gonna tell Duane and Carol about the
broken condom and discuss the potential impact of that?
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