A few weeks after their last encounter, Jonathan got a text from Lamar. It read, "Yo, I got a proposition for u. A couple of my boys wanna meet up 😉."
"Oh, shit," Jonathan thought to himself. "This could be kinda fun."
"Yeah, when?" he replied.
"I'll come get u now," said the immediate response.
"Give me 20 minutes."
Knowing where this could be going, Jonathan jumped right in the shower to clean himself up and get prepared for the fun. By the time he got out, Lamar was already out front, patiently waiting for his friend to join him.
Wanting to loosen up a bit, Jonathan took two shots and headed out the door.
On the way to the spot, Lamar gave Jonathan the rundown. "It's just a couple of my boys. Nothing big. Have a little fun. See what happens."
"Yeah, that's cool," said Jonathan, somewhat anxiously, somewhat excited. "Low key. See what happens. It's all good," he said out loud, but somewhat to himself.
As they showed up to the apartment, Jonathan asked, "Yo, these guys are cool, right?"
"Bro, think last time, except instead of one brother, there are a few. Trust me; they're cool."
This eased Jonathan's nervous mind, but only a bit.
As the two men entered the apartment they found, not just a few dudes, but seven Black men, all hung, already naked. This surprised Jonathan, but was all a part of Lamar's plan.
"Hey gentlemen," said Jonathan, visibly shaking.
"Let's skip the niceties," said one of the men. "This ain't gonna be nice, though you are gonna like it."
Lamar, not wanting Jonathan to back out at the last second, eased his friend's apprehension. "Yo, just chill, homie. This'll be fun, I promise. When I said a few, I meant seven. You're good."
Jonathan nodded at Lamar, giving consent, and then looked up at the other men, who were already beating their cocks slowly, almost methodically, like cats hunting their prey.
Jonathan, remembering how good Lamar's big, Black cock felt in his ass, walked over to the end of the bed and stripped off his clothes, exposing his muscular yet slim ass. He got on all fours as the Black men surrounded him. Lamar was the first to break the silence.
"I know you ain't gonna believe this, but I ain't even got the biggest cock here. My man Smalls over there is 13 inches of pure Black manhood. He goes last."
Jonathan gulped, but not wanting to show fear, bit his lip and spread his cheeks, a show of submission and willingness.
"Oh, fuck yeah," Smalls said. "That's wassup!"
As Smalls said this, the tallest of the bunch came over and grabbed Jonathan's cheeks. His cock was rock hard, and though it curved slightly to the left, it was still one of the more beautiful dicks Jonathan had ever seen. After lubing up, the man slid his dick in with ease as Jonathan let out a whimper.
The Black stud started slow, not wanting to tire Jonathan's hole out too quickly. After all, this was going to be a long session. He fucked Jonathan's ass at an easy pace, and with every pump, drove his cock deeper and deeper. Jonathan arched his back to show approval of what was being done to him, causing the man to moan with pleasure.
After a few more minutes of slow, deep fucking, the tall, slender Black beauty slid his dick out and made way for the next stud, who was shorter and stockier. His dick, however, was larger, not nearly as long as Lamar's, but thicker.
Without hesitation, Jonathan's ass was again full of Black cock. This time, though, there was nothing slow about what was taking place. This guy was going to town on Jonathan, as if it was his job to open Jonathan's ass to new levels. In and out he went, like a machine programmed to do one thing: annihilate man holes.