I was sitting on the bleachers of our local college's football field, staring at my phone, bored out of mind, waiting for my older brother to finish up his campus tour. I couldn't listen to him talk about how 'great the physics department was' one more time. So I made up an upset stomach excuse and escaped while I could.
It was a hot summer day and I was hoping to catch an eye full of all the yoga pants co-eds running around. I spread out, taking my shirt off to help lure the eye candy in. Being the quarterback of my high school in in my senior year definitely help shape my body into a nice tanned machine.
After a few minutes of watching, the girls stretch on the field, I felt my cock start to stir in my shorts. I knew a massive hard on was on it's way if I continued taking in the sites. So, I decided to just close my eyes and enjoy the sun. After about 20 minutes of soaking up the rays of vitamin D, with my eyes still closed, I got very shady all of a sudden. I opened my eyes to see just how big the cloud was obstructing the sun, but was taken aback by the large black guy standing in front of me.
"Hey, are you Slut4BBC?'' He crossed his arms over his massive chest. He definitely was on the football team here judging by his size. At least 6'3", made out of muscle.
"I think you have me confused with someone else." I looked away. Slightly embarrassed and confused that he assumed I was the person whose screen name was 'Slut4BBC'.
"Damn, I thought I lucked out." He shook his head. He looked over towards a rather isolated area, "It's probably that twink over there." He motioned over to the skinny nerdy looking guy lingering by the hallway marked with the bathroom sign hanging above. "See you around."
He left me there on the bleachers and I watched him make his way in the direction of the bathroom, excepting high fives from his assumed teammates as he crossed the field. Stopping to exchange a word or two and to point at his waiting company. Once before he reached the him, the skinny white guy turned into the hall and disappeared into the darkness.
I didn't even realized I had made my way to the field until I has halfway crossed. I was curious what was going on in the secluded bathroom in the far corner of the field. I got a few stares and head nods from the other black guys tossing a football as I made my way towards the dark hallway. I peered down what seemed to be a never ending darkly lit hallway. Definitely the restroom that doesn't get used, as all over the field are brightly lit signs indicating the nice clean facilities. I wasn't sure if it was the yoga pants or the curiosity of what was going on in those darkened corridor, but my cock was rock hard. With the screen name like 'Slut4BBC', I had a pretty good idea what was going on, but the stirring in my balls told me that I had to see it for myself.
I took a deep breath and started my way in. The walls were littered with graffiti and slurs like, 'faggot, cocksucker, and cum slut'. My nipples had just joined my cock in getting hard by the cool air when I could just make out an opening in the wall. Where there once was a sign showing that 'Men' were to turn right and 'Women' were turn left, now read 'Mouth' turn right and 'Ass' turn left. I stood there in disbelief that all of this is right in the open. But foot steps echoing down the hall behind me made me become very aware of where I was. In fear of being seen, I quickly turned right, down the 'Mouth' hallway. I could just make out the words, 'last chance' written on the wall before I turn into the actual restroom.
What used to be a restroom, was now a lounge type area. Complete with couches and chairs. The stalls were still up though. That's when I saw two pairs of shoes in one of the stalls. One of them was on their knees and the unmistakable sound of sucking cock was filling the empty room.
"Yeah, swallow that cock, faggot!" The voice was the same as my accuser just a few minutes ago.
"Yes Sir!" The slurping stopped so the white guy could respond.
"Did I say stop sucking!?" The next sound was a rough gagging sound of a cock being forced back into his mouth. "That's right, gag on this big black dick, white faggot." With such dominance in his voice, I started rubbing my cock through my shorts.
"Did he go in 'Mouth' or 'Ass'?" I had forgotten why I had turn into this room until I heard them speak. The foot steps that had rushed me to make my decision were now outside.
"It's too early for the two hole cum dumps, probably in here." The other guy responded and I heard their foot steps get even closer. I looked around the room for any kind of exit, a door, a window, but nothing. I turned just in time for them to enter the room.
"There he is! Hey faggot, it's your lucky day." I couldn't make out their faces in the darkness of the room, but it was obvious that they were black, huge and muscular.
