I decided to go around the club one more time before heading back to the hotel. The place had really emptied with a few scattered guys still making out and fucking. After looking for a few minutes I was on my way back to the locker room when I saw a guy who looked like Jay standing at the end of a dark row of booths, so I went to talk to him. When I got closer, I saw that he was not Jay. I nodded to him and he returned with a nod of his own. He was a very hot man, stood about 6'2 and weighed about 300 pounds with a nice solid body that was neither flabby nor muscular. I walked past him and continued on, hoping he would follow me, which he did not. I walked back around to where he stood and leaned against a wall, checking out the protrusion from his towel. He pulled out his dick and started jacking so I did the same. He went into a nearby booth so I got into the one next to his and watched him jack some more. His dick was pretty impressive, about 8 and thick. He knew I was in the booth and stuck his dick though for me to suck, which I did for a few minutes before he pulled out and whispered through the hole.
"Open your door, I'm coming over," he said.
I unlatched the door to the booth and soon he joined me. Immediately I squatted and began to blow him. He was very verbal and obviously enjoyed the head he was receiving. He pulled my head off his dick and helped me stand up in the small booth, aggressively sucking and biting on my nipples while playing with my dick. Then he squatted before me and expertly sucked my dick, then licked my balls. He would take each one in his mouth and gently work on it then give my entire sack a good tongue bath.
"Turn around, let me see that ass," he said. I turned around and he right away plunged his tongue into my hole and ate me out. His oral skills were something I had never experienced before. He stood up and pressed his dick up against my ass, spreading my cheeks to have access to my hole.
"Better not man, have to be getting back," I responded. He continued to rub on my ass, his breathing heavy and horny.
"C'mon man, you can't get a brother worked up like this and not give up some ass." He took my arms and placed them over my head on the wall, kissing and licking my neck.
"I got a man I have to get back to," I said, trying to get out of the situation.
"Shit, he don't have to know." He continued the pressure on my arms and started to work his dick into my ass. I was getting very much aroused by his insistence and his sexual prowess and decided to give in. I stuck my ass out and invited him in.
"That's it. I knew you wanted my big black dick," he said from behind me, licking my neck and ears fervently. Unable to get his dick in he tried spit but to no avail. His girth and my tightness made it too uncomfortable for both of us.
"Damn, you're tight." I could feel him getting softer and was again both disappointed, but also relieved. But this man wasn't about to give up. "Let's go back to my place," he said.
"I don't have a lot of time, I really got to be going." I turned around, and faced him, our dicks touching, still half hard.
He gently kissed me and worked my mouth well. This was one hot man whose level of lust I enjoyed. He reached around and played with my hole. "I got to get in there baby."
It was like I had the little devils on my shoulders, one saying be good and go home, the other saying to get some good action. I gave in to horniness.
"Okay, but I can't stay long," I managed to say between kisses.
"Cool! Let's go. I live right around the corner." He left out of the booth and I followed him to the locker room where we dressed and conversed. I found out that his name was Billy, and he was a computer technician that worked in San Francisco. He lived just a couple blocks away from the club in a modest, unkempt apartment.
"What can I get you to drink my man?" he said, trying to clear the bed and furniture from clothes and other items.
"Got any bourbon?"
"Do I have any bourbon?" He opened a cabinet with an impressive display of liquors, including 4-5 different bourbons. "I'm a Kentucky man, so yeah I have a few bourbons," he laughed. "Choose your poison."
"Makers is fine."
"Good choice, smooth with the right amount of oak finish and the best damn barrels around for mid-level."
This man really knew his liquor. He joined me on the couch and we drank together and talked some more. "So where's your man?"
"Back at the hotel. We had a little spat and he left."
"You all open in your relationship?"
"Not until this weekend. I saw him with another guy and I thought he was fucking him. We had agreed no fucking."
Billy looked at me for a bit with his eyebrows raised. "You know I'm going to fuck your brains out right?" He reached over and played with my hair. "So you going to tell him you gave up some ass?"
"Yeah," I said with some doubt and hesitation.
"Well that's up to you. He a black dude?"
"Yeah."
Ah, I see, you love the Black cock. You do know he's up some white ass right now don't you?"
"Not sure, he's always been very honest, and he did say he wasn't going to fuck anyone."
"Interesting," he said as he finished his bourbon. "Let me get you another."
He took my glass, refilled it, turned on some music and sat next to me on the couch, this time closer. "For the time being this is about you and I getting to know each other, exploring each other's minds and bodies." He looked me straight into my eyes with a piercing stare from his almond shaped eyes. "I can tell by looking at you how badly you want me inside of you."
I didn't know what to say. This was a very sensual moment. He continued to focus his gaze into my eyes, which, for me, was a bit intimidating. "You don't have to say anything. That's the beauty of physical connections." We began to kiss, his lips were amazing, soft and caressing. "I'm going to enjoy you. I really like your passiveness."
He reached over into the drawer next to the couch and got out a bong and some weed. We traded bong hits for a few minutes before I was so high I had forgotten where I was. I just knew I was being seduced by the sexiest man I had met outside my relationship and was ready to experience a new level of sexuality. Billy took me by the hand and led me to his bed.
"Sit," he instructed me, his deep voice sultry and demanding. I sat on the bed and he stood before me. I started to say how badly I wanted him but was too high to even form words. I watched as he slowly removed his clothes, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal a massive dark chest with man tits that were firm and stuck straight out. He put his hands on his hips.
"Finish," he said.
I reached over and unbuckled his belt, followed by his pants, then the zipper which allowed his pants to fall to the floor. He wore blue boxers that did nothing to hide his soft dick that escaped the slit. I pulled down his underwear and helped him out of them. He was completely naked before me.
He stepped close. "Feel my body," he said, taking my hands and putting them on his chest. He was mostly smooth with some hair on his chest and belly. Despite his weight he was perfectly proportioned, big all over. I ran my hands down his belly and over his tight, wiry pubic hair, past his soft, fat dick, over his low hanging balls and around his big thighs. I reached down to feel his calves and almost fell over due to my being so high.
I was in a zone that I had never been before, completely absorbed into the erotic atmosphere that he created. I got on the floor and continued my journey down his large round calves and to his wide, long feet. I bent down and kissed them.
"Imagine you are honoring an African king," he said. "And you have earned the privilege of touching my naked body."
I had seen this scene in a straight porn before. I was so fucking high Ithought I was in the scene. I let my tongue slide back up his tree trunk like legs to his balls that I licked and sucked on. They were so large that they completely covered my face when I licked the area between his dick and asshole. I could hear Billy's soft moans of pleasure, and felt his dick getting hard as I continued to tongue the area behind his ball sac.
"Kiss my black dick," he said. I concentrated on his growing member, kissing and licking it until it was at full mast. I went to suck it but was stopped by Billy.
"What are you about to do white boy?" he asked.
"Suck your dick," I said, looking up at him.
"You are going to do more than that. You are going to make love to it."
His words were driving me crazy. I took his cock into my mouth and slowly sucked it, made love to it. The hot, hard flesh filled my mouth. It felt and tasted good and wanted to suck it for hours. As I massaged the area of his dick just under his pee hole with my tongue, the moans got louder and he pulled out of my mouth, positioning me on the side of the bed where he raised my legs before I even got my pants off. I started undoing them and was helped by Billy, whose talented hands quickly got my pants loosened, past my ass and over my bent knees. Instead of doing the same with my underwear, he tore them off, and pulled me closer to the edge of the bed where my ass was in position for him.
"You fucking white slut," he said, taking off my pants and spreading my legs. "Tell me James, tell me that you want my Black cock inside of you."
"I want your Black cock inside of me," I said with a sense of urgency.
