I was on the prowl once again. The holidays were over, my newest girl friend was out of town visiting her relatives, and I had the place all to myself. I logged on to the M4M local chat room, not expecting much to happen. After all, I was used to logging on and be on line for hours in the room with only one or two hits that turned out to be nothing.
Tonight, I told myself that if someone read my profile and told me to come on over, I would do it. No cold feet, no excuses. I had been skimming the porn sites and I was horny.
I've been with three guys so far, all married, all needing me to go down on them and expect nothing in return. That was fine with me. I love women but occasionally I get the urge to service a man. It's a Catch 22 issue with me. The thought of going down on a guy normally turns me off, but the fact that I was crossing a line, doing something out of the ordinary, against the rules, was a turn on.
My profile states that I am here to service, on my knees. I would do ANYTHING asked of me orally. All I needed was to be TOLD to and I would do it.
It was after 10:00 at night, an unusual time for me to be in the rooms midweek. I was getting tons of IMs with guys asking if I was for real, and I was getting some serious questions. But no one was telling me to, they were asking.
Then a screen name I had not seen before sent me a message.
BM4WM: Hey bud, where you at?
ME: Near the college, you?
BM4WM: Near downtown, about 3 miles from there.
BM4WM: I need you to come over here now and suck me dry.
I was intrigued. I checked his profile, and sure enough, it stated he was black, but he wasn't making a big deal of it. I wasn't sure if I was ready for this, but I had promised myself that I was going to do whatever I was told tonight.
We chatted a few minutes and I told him I had never been with a black guy before but had always wondered about it. He told me he was nothing special, just 8.5 inches and very thick. He promised to take it easy on me. I told him I would do anything I was asked, anything, as long as he was freshly showered. He agreed and gave me directions.
I jumped into the shower myself and then headed down the road. I was numb, and drank a double rum and coke to make sure I would go through with this. I walked up to his apartment door and knocked. Neighbors down below peered through their windows at me. I was wondering if this was a good idea.
The door opened and a voice invited me inside. The room was pitch black.
"On your knees boy," I was told in a firm but reassuring voice.
"Now, take off my shorts boy"
I did as I was told, a bit scared. My ice cold hands sensed a body that was much bigger than my 220 lbs, and his was firm. He moved in front of me and stuck his surprisingly soft cock in my face and said, "Meet Python. He needs to be kissed."
I kissed his cock and it began to harden.
"Suck it boy."
I licked it into my mouth. It was getting bigger, bigger than I had anticipated. And as I moved my face closer to his body I realized he had not showered. His musky smell disturbed me, but it turned me on as well. Here I was, in a black man's apartment sucking his cock, not knowing where this was going.
"You're a good cock sucker boy. I may have to share you with some of my friends when I'm done here, but tonight you're my cock sucker boy."
He moved over to a chair to sit down. I noticed his stereo was playing a local jazz FM station, and my eyes had started to adjust to the darkened room. I could see his wonderful black cock against my white hands, and it turned me on like never before.
"OK boy, get back to it, Python here needs some lovin."