Rick thought about the amazing sex that had been filmed for days. He wondered what he looked like and what Jack would do with the film while he was out of town. What was clear was that Jack was editing the video and would every day send a screen cap or two of the footage being edited with very lewd comments of how much he enjoyed that particular shot or moment. He sent Rick so many Snapchats of his thick manhood spraying enormous loads of semen onto a counter or towel.
The steady stream of photos had Rick in a near perpetual state of arousal. His body ached to be touched and used by his one and only man. He found himself staring and masturbating himself wishing his orgasms were guided by Jack and his blessed manhood. Jack had told his boy that he was coming back at the end of the week on Friday. Rick waited excitedly for that day and on Thursday he got a call.
"Hello Rachel... how's my little girl doing?"
"Good... missing your manhood and waiting to drain out every drop of your semen..."
"Sounds like you need some good loving..."
"I do... I really do... I really miss y-"
"I want you to come to my house tomorrow."
"Ok."
"I have another surprise for you..."
"What is it?"
"You'll see. But do you promise to put away all of your fears and doubts and trust me?"
"Yes Jack... I will trust you with anything..." Rick couldn't begin to imagine what his man had planned for him to say such a mysterious thing.
"Come over tomorrow and I will have something for you to wear for me in the bathroom ok?"
"Ok... Oh and Jack... I um... miss you."
"I know. Anything else you want to say?"
"I um... trust you."
"That's it?"
"I... love you."
"Good. I want to see how much."
"Yes, Jack. Come home. I'll show you."
"Yes, you will."
The workday couldn't end soon enough for Rick and soon he was racing to his lover's house. Sure enough the front door was unlocked. There was no sign of Jack. No matter, Rick was to excited to go prepare himself. He went into the bathroom and smiled at what he saw. There was a small card from Jack.
"Dear Rachel. Wear this and be my best girl tonight."
On the counter was the choker with the pendant marking him as Jack's but also somehow an even thinner white thong. There was a matching skimpy bra. And there were long stockings of a very delicate white lace. There was a white band meant to cinch his scrotum. And there was a white plug with a sparkly gem on the end. Rick nervously put all of them on. He put the band tight around his balls and lubed, then pushed the white plug into his bottom. The white thong was tight up in his butt and had barely enough material in the front to hold in his smaller dick. His small balls leaked out to each side of the string. The bra was so tight and thin that his small nipples could be seen through. Then, he slowly rolled on the stockings that ran up to his upper thigh. Rick looked in the mirror and couldn't believe what he looked like. It was feminine to the point of terrifying. He had never seen his own wife or past exes dress like this before. And here he was putting it all on to please a man who held such power over him.
He walked outside and went to the sex room. He sat on the bed and decided to lay on the bed as seductively as he could so Jack would go crazy the moment he walked into the room. After trying out different positions all over the bed, Rick decided to give his man what he wanted most. He got on all fours and laid his head and elbows down on a pillow. He felt strange and vulnerable waiting like this but he knew that he wanted to be taken and used. Given how he was dressed and where he was, the only reason for his existence in that house, in that room, and on that bed, was to be fucked, enjoyed, and bred by a real man.
Rick then heard footsteps coming downstairs. He was so excited and already leaking at what was going to happen. He wondered how many loads he would receive and if he would be driven to the point of admitting his deepest feelings during sex again. The door opened but to Rick's shock and terror, it wasn't Jack. In stepped a tall and powerfully built older black man wearing nothing but a pair of boxer briefs.
"Hi Rachel... my name is Thomas... I'm best friends with Jack." Rick immediately sat up and thought about trying to cover up but he was frozen stiff wondering what was going on. He sat up and without thinking held the pillow to cover as much of himself as he could. Where was Jack? Was this going to be another threesome he wasn't told about? The black man was huge and clearly went to the gym every day. The outline of the package under the boxer briefs also was impressive to the point of worrisome because it didn't seem to be aroused yet at all.
"Um... where's Jack?"
"Oh yea he's delayed because of flight cancellations coming back home but um... here, this is for you." Thomas reached out and handed over a piece of printed paper.
"Dearest Rachel, This is my best friend Thomas. I told you about him before, how unlike Matt, he had no problem getting sex from whoever he wanted, whenever he wanted. Usually he isn't into boy's but I told him a-lot about how special you are to me and one of his most passionate fetishes is being the first BBC sex for young smaller Asians. He is tested very regularly just like me by the way. I originally planned for us to play together so he could see how amazing you were in bed. But I got delayed until tomorrow. But I still want you go solo. Treat him like you would me. Give him full access to your body and fulfill all his needs. If you are scared and don't want to, he will understand and leave and I will see you tomorrow. Whatever rules you want to set, you can tell him and he will follow them. Make me proud Rachel and I'll know you'll be the one for me. -Jack"
Rick was still stunned into silence. He looked back at Thomas standing there smiling and waiting.
"Come here baby..."
Rick slowly crawled off the bed and nervously walked up to him. He couldn't look him in the eye and kept his head down, still holding the letter, noticing how defined every muscle was on this black man's body. He began to notice the outline of the largest manhood he had ever seen under the boxer briefs. Big strong black hands that contrasted against his pale skin grabbed his hands, knocking the letter to the floor, and brought them to feel rippling abs. Rick felt Thomas' hands begin to slowly roam up his back and pull him closer and closer. Still he couldn't talk, just stare down at his hands now moving around most muscular torso he had ever seen, let alone felt. Then his hands were grabbed again at the wrist and pulled up over Thomas' shoulder. Rick knew what was about to happen. He was signaling that this man could roam his hands over his entire body as he hung hung onto Thomas' neck.
"Baby... your body is every bit as sweet and smooth as Jack said it was. No wonder he hasn't been going out to his usual places to pick up boys. I can't wait to have you to myself tonight... You want to be my baby girl tonight?"
Rick couldn't bring himself to talk. A strong hand pulled his hair back forcing him to look at Thomas face to face. He marveled at such heavy facial features and before he could react, Thomas began kissing him. Thick lips and a very muscular tongue tried to part his lips but Rick froze. He was being seduced by a black man! What would people think if they found out? Unwavering, Thomas knew how to open up the boy. He reached down and slipped his big right hand over the boy's thong and fondled the wet, small genitals. He then grabbed the boy's balls roughly. Rick yelped partially in pain and pleasure, giving Thomas the moment he needed to push his tongue into the boy's mouth. Rick groaned as he stopped resisting and let Thomas take lead. Rick began to explore all the muscles on Thomas's shoulders and back. He even reached down and felt how muscular this man's butt was and wondered how much power he pounded his lover's with. No wonder he had no trouble getting sex from women. Rick moaned and twisted against the strong black body and Thomas played with him like a master musician. Big strong hands moved wherever they wanted, undoing and tossing away the skimpy bra. He smiled when he reached down between the boy's cheeks and felt the tip of the plug under the thong. When he gently pressed on it with his finger tips, Rick yelped into his mouth.
Rick pulled away for a moment. "I... can't... breathe..."
Thomas gave him a break as Rick placed his forehead on Thomas's chest, heaving to breathe. Thomas noticed the boy's hands were still on his body. He smiled at the sign of submission. He kept his hands on him too, resting them on the boy's bubble butt. Rick knew that from the gentle kneading of his ass that things had come too far to tell Thomas that he couldn't go through with it. Still, he wanted to be Jack's girl, not just anyone's. He wanted to save something for his man, or at least try. Thomas meanwhile could see the boy thinking. It was a look he had seen before in so many women, especially married women he regularly bedded as they furiously thought of ways to justify what they really wanted and try to convince themselves of what was going to happen, even though their fate was already decided by him.
"This is really happening huh?"
