Date: Wed, 29 Aug 2001 19:16:08 -0700
From: gymhunk <gymhunk@msn.com>
Subject: Sackville's, Part II

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			   Sackville's (Part II)


     The next day (Friday) was hectic.  My breaks were overwhelmed by the
crush ofcustomers and my lunch break (an hour) was spent trying to eat a
fast lunch and hit the can before the dinner crowd started.  The manager
said that reservations had nearly filled the entire evening.  The only open
times were at 4:00 p.m. and after 10:00 p.m., and those were going
fast. And we were short staffed today.  Tony and I agreed to work until
10:00.

     The bar was always open between three and four even if the restaurant
wasn't.  A couple of our regulars were in the bar early, sipping on tonic
water.  Jimmy winked at me, saying that both of them were well hung and
loved to fuck ass.  Tony said that both of them loved sucking dick and
getting their butts reamed by black cocks.  That contradiction only proved
what Tony and I had said earlier: "The preference of the person determines
the preference of the partner."

     Jimmy sashayed toward the small exercise room, casting a "come fuck
me" look over his shoulder.  One of the guys got off the barstool and
followed.  As he passed Tony, he whispered something in his ear.  Tony
smiled and nodded, then came over to me.

     "Wanna fuck his hot ass while he gives me a blow job?" Tony stated
matter-of-factly. I wasn't sure what I should say.  "The guy really loves
black cock up his ass, and I've already had him, so he wants you this
time."

     My lengthening dick told me that the offer was appreciated.  "Sure," I
replied.  "Why not?"

     "He's gonna love that ten incher of yours," Tony smiled.  "He can't
get enough hot, black dick."

     Although it was crowded in the exercise room, with the door closed,
there was room to do what was on the "menu."  The waiters took off their
white pants, hanging them over the bars of the exercise equipment.  The
customer did likewise.  Jimmy and our regular shared a tube of lube.  With
Jimmy on his back lying on an exercise mat, Tony straddled his face, the
customer plugged into Jimmy's ass and I plugged into the customer while the
customer blew Tony.  Jimmy didn't seem to mind that his dick was the only
one not being "exercised."

     There wasn't much I needed to do.  The customer (Ray, a brutha) loved
fucking white ass, but loved getting dick up his butt at the same time.  He
did all the fucking, impaling himself on my rod each time he withdrew from
Jimmy's hot ass.

     I knew how much Ray was enjoying Jimmy's butt.  Only yesterday, I'd
enjoyed Jimmy's talents.  And Jimmy was reveling in the thick 7" cock that
Ray was slamming up his pink paradise while his own tongue was drilling
deeply into Tony's heavenly hole.  I'd been between Tony's cheeks enough
times to know that Tony loved to get eaten out.  The only thing that made
him cum faster was to fuck him.  However, with Ray's expert tongue working
Tony's 8" cock and Jimmy's tongue laving his hole, Tony wasn't going to
last very long.  Nor for that matter, were the rest of us.

     There is a certain excitement in being in a public place having sex as
hot as this.  In less than a minute, Tony was moaning a warning of his
impending climax.  Ray didn't pull off to cool Tony's racing hormones.  He
wanted to drink all Tony's hot male seed.  Ray doubled his efforts to get
Tony off.  The pace of his cocksucking increased his fucking to the same
tempo.  Ray was ramming hard into Jimmy's eager butt, punctuated by moans
of pleasure from Jimmy each time Ray hit bottom.

     "Fuck!" Tony whispered hoarsely.  "I'm gonna shoot!"  He ground his
ass into Jimmy's face and unloaded cum down Ray's thirsty maw.  Ray's butt
was a blur of activity as he rabbit-fucked Jimmy.  As his climax
overwhelmed him, Ray bellowed like a bull.  He grabbed my ass and pulled me
hard into him.  His first three waves of climax hit him hard, and
ricocheted throughout his tight body, including a frantic milking of my
buried cock.  Ray pummeled Jimmy hard as he unloaded wave after scalding
wave of cream into Jimmy's parched asshole.

     Ray bucked hard into Jimmy with each shot and pulled me more urgently
into his rump.  I fucked him hard and deeply.  But, I wasn't really turned
on enough, nor did I have enough time to really get my engines revved up to
produce spunk.  As Ray's frantic thrashings ceased, I pulled out and patted
his ass.  Ray looked around, disappointed.

     "Sorry, Ray," I smiled.  "This was too fast for me.  It takes me a
little longer to get off."

     "I understand, Bro, but I'm gonna getcha, yet," he smiled back at me.
"If my boyfriend weren't such a tightass about sharing, I'd bring ya home
with me when you get off work."

     "Lovers can be a hindrance," I agreed.

     We all cleaned up in the bathroom, going through an adjoining door.
With still a few minutes before the restaurant opened at 4 p.m., I pulled
Jimmy aside and asked him about the big-dicked boyfriend he'd been telling
me about.  It seemed obvious to me, I stated, that they couldn't be more
than fuck buddies the way Jimmy was slutting around.  He only laughed at
me.

     "Let me tell ya somethin', Keith.  I'm gonna get all the dick I can
while I've still got a good body, I'm young, and my butt is still round and
appealing.  The more, the better.  The guy I was telling you and Tony about
is just a friend who happens to be well-hung and loves to fuck my ass.  I
enjoy it as much as he does, but it's all physical.  Besides," he added,
"I'm gonna marry some rich guy, not some construction worker or waiter."

     "At least, you know what you want," I agreed grudgingly.  It seemed
awfully callous to me.  Sex was just sex to him.  I was hoping that sex
could become love somewhere in my life.  It had become "like" many time,
but not love.  So far, I hadn't found "Mr. Perfect".

     Patrons were herded into the restaurant in waves.  With careful
choreographing, we were able to get two ten minute breaks.  I checked
outside at 6 and again at 8.  Keith wasn't there the first time, but was
the second.

     "Hi, Handsome," he crooned sauntering over to me.  "Wanna fuck?"

     "Charmed, I'm sure," I dead panned.

     "Bad day?" he asked solicitously.

     "Just busy and short staffed," I answered with a deep sigh.

     "Pisser, Man," he sympathized.  "Bet I can make ya feel better."

     "Oh, yeah?"

     "Step into my office, Sir," he urged grabbing my arm and steering me
toward the side of the building where I'd fucked him last night.  "I have
something special for you."  I grinned at his attempt to woo me.  I kinda
liked it.  "Just stand right there and I'll give ya whatcha need."  I
leaned against the building, careful not to let the white pants touch the
dirty brick.  Before I could inquire further, he had me in a liplock that
nearly sucked all the air out of my lungs.  What a kisser!  He groped my
crotch, noting with a moan my stiffening member.

     In a flash, my pants were around my ankles and his mouth engulfed,
then swallowed my expanding, black semen launcher.  I grabbed his ears and
held him tightly to my curly pubes, bucking hard into his throat.  A few
seconds later, I released him, so he could catch his breath and to cool my
tightening balls.  His throat was a perfect fit for my thick 10".  I'd
nearly cum in less than 20 seconds.

     "Fuck!  What a cocksucker, Man," I exploded.  "You almost got my
juice."

     "Turn around," he commanded.

     I was hopeful that he wanted to fuck me with that monster cock of his,
so I quickly obeyed, bending over.  "Damn fine ass, my man!" he opined.
"Does it taste as good as it looks?"  I wasn't sure how to answer that,
having never tasted my own ass, so I didn't respond.  There wasn't any need
to.  His tongue speared my hole and slithered inside.  I bent over farther
and reached behind, pulling my asscheeks farther apart.

     "You like that, Keith?" I whispered hoarsely.  He didn't bother to
answer me, either.  His heavy tongue actions on my sphincter did the
talking.

     Damn, that felt good!  He was gonna get me off just by eatin' my
asshole.  "Oh, Man!  I'm gonna cum, if you don't stop now, Keith," I
warned.

     He spun me around and sucked hard on my dickhead while he gripped my
tight nutsack.  Again, he went all the way down on me.  I bucked twice and
knew I'd badly miscalculated.  It was all over.

     "Ah, Fuck, Keith!  I'm gonna cum!" I cried pulling him off my dick.
But, he was faster and more in control than I was.  He only allowed me to
pull my cock from his throat, but no further.  In the next heartbeat, he
took my first shot of manjuice.  He moaned his joy at getting me off and
being rewarded with my warm fuck sauce.  More waves of climax crashed over
me.  My knees buckled.  Keith grabbed my ass like I'd grabbed his last
night and propped me up while he continued to vacuum the ball honey from my
big balls and jerking cock.

     "Mmmm," he hummed as he swallowed a second time.  He milked me a
little more, stripping the urethra of any lingering cum.  He swallowed
again.  "You really deliver a big load, Keith," he congratulated me.  "And
all that cum produced in only one day.  I'm impressed."

     "You bring out the best in me.  And I see that you enjoyed it as
well," I noted pulling him up from a crouching position.  "Let me take care
of that for you," I offered swooping down on his 11" horse dick that he'd
liberated while eating my ass.  I evidently turned him on as much as he
turned me on.  Although I wasn't able to deep-throat that monster, I did
manage to get his balls to deliver their hot toddy into my eager mouth in
less than another minute.  I continued to suck on his slowly deflating
black staff until he pulled away, ticklish.

     "Take it easy, Man," he laughed.  "I can't take all that attention
after I shoot my load."

     "Time for me to get back anyway," I sighed, wiping my mouth with the
back of my hand.  It would be very careless of me to have his cum hanging
from the corner of my mouth or my chin as I took diners' orders.  I patted
his ass and left.

     Before I could get back to the restaurant, he'd pulled up his pants
and raced after me.  "What time do you get off work?" he blurted out.

     "About ten or so. Why?" I asked, hopefully.

     "I'd like to spend the evening with you, Keith," he announced with a
big grin.

     "I'd like that, too, Keith," I answered.  "See ya here after ten," I
tossed over my shoulder.

     The restaurant had become less frantic by ten, so I told the manager
that I was going to leave.  He smiled and thanked both Tony and I for
bailing him out.  He owed us more than the overtime pay and would make it
up to us somehow.  I told Tony I was meeting Keith in "The Alley" right
away, and I wanted Tony to meet him.  He readily agreed.  I guess I'd done
a good selling job on Keith's attributes, and Tony's curiosity was getting
the better of him.

     Keith was waiting by the back door, cruising the cars that slowly
crept by, waving them on if they seemed interested.  He beamed when I
strolled up next to him with Tony in tow.

     "Hey, Keith.  Thanks for waiting," I smiled winningly.  "This is
Tony."  They did a brutha handshake.

     "Very pleased to meet ya, Keith," Tony grinned.  "Keith's told me lots
about ya.  All good!"

     "Thanks," Keith smiled back.  "How long you known Keith?" he asked.
After ten minutes of giving Keith our mutual story, Tony excused himself
and left.  "Quite a stud," Keith said.  "He really shows off well in that
waiter's outfit."

     "That, he does," I allowed.  "You interested?"

     "Not as long as I have you interested in me," he gallantly parried my
barb.

     "Sorry," I apologized.  "I shouldn't be such a bitch about Tony.  I've
known him for years and he's got a perfect body and big dick.  I assume
every man wants him," I sighed.  "Been a long day."

     "Let's go to my place and make you feel better," Keith offered.

     "Agreed," I smiled warmly.  "Let's go."

     At his apartment, he fixed me a drink and seductively undressed both
of us.  The man worked fast!  I was in his arms, in his bed, in less than
five minutes from the time we hit the front door.  Not that I was
complaining, you understand.

     We started out with a leisurely 69 that turned into a mutual butt
eating contest.  He proved to me that what he'd done in "The Alley" wasn't
a fluke.  And I was nearing my climax, again.  This man had TALENT!  My
face in another man's butt always got me going, but his expertise was far
more than I'd ever experienced before.  I warned him again that I was gonna
shoot my load if he didn't back off.

     "Much as I want to suck you off, again, Keith," he smiled, "I want
that hot cock of yours up my ass just like last night.  I've never enjoyed
a fucking as much as the one you gave me.  It was almost lovemaking."

     "Of course, the kid on his knees sucking your dick may have had
something to do with that," I suggested.

     "Yeah, he was good, but that big cockhead of yours shredding my
prostate really got me turned on," he reminded me.  "I'll bet you get all
the guys off with this big fucker," he smiled, grabbing my throbber and
squeezing the base.  The head swelled even more and produced a big drop of
clear, sticky precum.  Keith licked it off and said, "Let's get to it.  I
really need to get fucked."

     Never one to refuse an offer that direct, I applied the lube from the
night stand to my cock and his hole.  With the practiced patience of an
expert, he rested his legs on my shoulders, bent his knees to expose his
asshole, and pulled my face down to receive a big, manly kiss.  His bushy
moustache tangled with mine making us both hotter than before.  My dick
head found his grasping back tunnel entrance, popping easily inside.

     "Gawd!" Keith exploded.  "What a cock!  Gimme all of it!" he insisted,
urgently pulling my ass into his.  "Yeah, Baby!  All the way in.  Fuck,
Yeah!" he moaned as I hit bottom and ground in all thick 10".  Some guys
couldn't take all my dick, but Keith sure could.  And beg for more, which
he did.

     We set up an easy in and out pace that made his toes curl with each
exit and a groan of joy with each deep thrust.  Even though I'd only shot
my wad a couple of hours before, I could feel another one building.  Not
only was his ass milking me with each thrust, but this guy's kisses and
moans were overwhelming my weakening ability to hold back my impending cum
flood.  I couldn't break away from his thick, soft lips and dueling tongue.
All I managed to do was mumble and growl as my climax began to overtake me.
Picking up our pace to a frantic rate, I started to unload again in his
hot, eager butthole.  "Fuck, Yeah!" he roared, breaking our liplock.
"Shoot that big load, Man!"

     All I could do was incoherently mutter, "ungh, ungh, ungh" as I filled
him with multiple shots of my hot male seed and thrash about atop his
muscled torso.

     "Geez, Keith!" he exulted.  "I could feel every one of your shots as
you sprayed my guts.  You really shoot hard."

     "Same as last night," I was finally able to answer, gaining some
control of my body again.  "Same as last night," I repeated catching my
breath.  "But you were probably distracted by the kid sucking the juice out
of your balls last night, too."

     "Maybe," he allowed.  "But, I think you really got into it this time."

     "Well, I couldn't help it, Keith," I admitted.  "You really turn me
on."  I pulled out slowly as my still 7" dick slithered from his backside.
Keith tossed me a towel to clean up and used one on himself.  However, I'd
shot so far up his butt that he'd not get rid of my spunk for a week.  I
lay beside him.  His 11" thickness was still jerking with each heartbeat.
"Looks to me like you need some assistance," I said, wiggling my butt for
him as a rolled over face down.

     "I was hopin' you'd say that," he smiled.  "I need some black tail.
That white butt of Jimmy's is pretty damned nice, but hot black hole's
where it's at."

     "Just take it a little slowly," I cautioned him.  "That's a big thang
ya got there, Mister, and I'm outta practice on the big ones."

     "Yeah, like you've never taken Tony up the ass," Keith teased me.

     "For your information, Mr. Know-it-all," I apprised him, "Tony's
doesn't get any longer, just thicker and harder."

     "Yeah, well, I'll bet you've had his and LOTS of other big ones," he
added defensively.

     "Not for a while, Mr. Horse Cock."

     He chuckled and started to eat my ass, again.  "I know how much this
turns you on," he responded to my groans, "so I'll just do it long enough
to get you relaxed for the main event."  And, he did relax me, but nearly
got me off again, too.  With two, then three, fingers, he lubed me up and
laid his throbbing dickhead at my rear entrance.  "Ready?" he asked.  I
only moaned agreement, backing up a little and wiggling my butt, again.

     "I'll take that as a yes," he laughed.  His thick, black bludgeon
pushed through my sphincters with ease.  Tony was as thick as Keith was, so
this wasn't a very big deal for me.  But, it still felt damned good.  I
moaned and groaned loudly several times to encourage him to go deeper.  The
head rumbled over my prostate, straightening out my ass-lining, and moving
deeper.  I bit down hard with my ass muscles to hold him back a little.  I
was beginning to worry about just how long this big man was!  Keith
withdrew several inches, then plowed slowly forward, again.

     "You're so fucking tight, Keith," he said.  "I'm not hurtin' ya, am
I?"  I responded by raising my hips to meet and swallow two more inches of
thick shaft.

     "That answer your question, Big Man?"

     "Yeah, just fine.  Phyne ass, PHYNE ass!"  He plowed steadily deeper.
My sphincter was being spread wider and wider.  Keith's cock was markedly
thicker at the base than the head.  The head was smaller than the shaft,
but that got it into me more easily and pushed my guts aside more readily
than a blunt instrument would have.  I was beginning to think I couldn't be
spread any farther when his pubic hair scraped against my gaping, tender
asshole.

     "Fuck!" we said in unison.

     "So deep and so tight," Keith breathed hoarsely.

     "And feels so fucking good," I agreed.  "But, you'd better hurry.  I'm
gonna cream again the way you're hittin' my joy button," I warned him.

     "Get up to doggie style.  I love to cum in a hot ass that way," Keith
suggested.

     "And I'll blast your sheets into puddles of cum and cotton," I
predicted.

     "Here's a towel," Keith offered.  "Put it under you."  I did as
directed as his black snake hit bottom again.

     "Gawd, what a cock!" I said again.  "Fuck my ass for me.  I really
need this."

     "This is gonna be the shortest ride on record," he warned.  "You're so
fucking tight and deep.  That's a fatal combination for my bloated balls.
They really want to unload up that hot ass of yours, Keith."

     "I ain't touchin' my dick, but I know I'm gonna explode any second
now.  Bang away!"

     Keith tried to keep the pace slow, but all that managed to do was
raise both of us to even higher plateaus from which to come crashing down.
We stopped all motion several times to drag us back from the precipice.
And it seemed to be working.  But, I miscalculated how far Keith was from
cumming.  With the last slow withdrawal from my butt, I milked his dick
with my ass muscles to give me more stimulation as he passed over my
prostate.  It accomplished what I wanted, but it also pushed him over the
edge.

     "Ah, FUCK!" he shouted.  "I'm gonna cum!"  His pace increased to warp
speed as he slammed into my butt hard and deep for about ten seconds.  He
hit bottom one last time and froze.  His balls unloaded volley after
steaming volley of his creamy sauce deeply into my hole.  I'm sure I felt
the second and third stream of cum hit my insides as he tensed to deliver
each shot.  He resumed fucking me hard and fast as the last big waves
crashed over him.  That second session of overdrive hit my prostate so hard
and fast that I was shooting cum into the towel hard enough to make it
spattered loudly with each shot.  Each long strand of cum stretched from
one end of the towel to the other.  I'd also managed to spray my chest with
the first three ropes of creamy spunk.

     Keith collapsed onto my back, breathing hard and still shuddering from
aftershocks of his ripping climax.  "Gawd!  What a fucking ass," he finally
sighed pulling slowly from my ass after another couple of minutes.  A good
7" exited with a plop.  He handed me another towel to clean up, fetching
one for himself.

     "You're pretty damned hot, Keith," he said.  "No one's ever made me
cum that hard so soon after a big climax."

     "Not even that hot number Jimmy?"

     "Not even Jimmy," he signed.  "A hot little number, but it was all
physical.  There's more to what we've been doing than just the physical."
And it was.  Much more.

     Only after I moved in with him did I know that he was, in fact, a
construction foreman for one of the big studios in Hollywood.  But, I'm not
sure I would have cared.  We were in love.  And still are.  We still cum
too fast, but that makes "seconds" more pleasurable.

     Tony?  Jimmy?  They both married well, but that's another story.


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