Servicing My Thug Neighbor Ty

By Always Real

Published on Dec 25, 2005

Gay

So I had become a full-fledged black slut boy whore, and I was loving every minute of it. Sam and Ty went into partnership pimping me out on Friday and Saturday nights, renting a cheap sleazy motel room, getting me high as fuck, and then lining up the dudes to use me. Ty booked the black dudes, and Sam the whites and Latinos or whoever else passed through his dope-haven apartment.

It was a hot Saturday night, Sam's shift. He had picked me up and taken me to the Extreme Comfort Motel on the interstate (rooms rented by the hour of $45.00 for the night). After getting me high, Sam lined me up against a wall and had his way with me, cumming all over my backside after five minutes. Almost as soon as the last squirt of cum shot out of his dick, there was a knock on the door.

Sam zipped himself up, kissed me on the back of my neck, and slapped my ass. "Go wash up in the bathroom. Come out naked in ten minutes. I'll see you in about an hour."

I did as I had been told, and ten minutes later I emerged to find a gorgeous young white jock, obviously a student at the local university, sitting at the small table by the window next to the bed smoking the last of a joint. When he saw me slowly strut over to the bed and flop down on the white sheets on my stomach, my ass poking up in the air, he immediately unzipped his preppy blue jeans, stood up, and walked to the edge of the bed.

Like a cat on a hot tin roof, I crawled over to the edge of the bed and met him, silently reaching out and pulling his hardened 8 inch dick through the front slit of his Tommy Boy boxers. I took it into my mouth and quickly gave him my oral massage specialty.

He was moaning within seconds. He grabbed my head with both hands and started fucking my face. I buried my head in his curly thick black push and inhaled deeply.. As soon as I began squeezing his pole with my throat muscles the jock withdrew his dick, not wanting to cum in my mouth.

He smiled at me, and then forcefully pushed me back onto the bed. He then removed all his clothing to reveal a magnificent baseball player's body. He threw a black condom at me.

"Put it on me," he demanded in a low sexy tone.

I smiled back, pick up the rubber, and put it in my mout. In ten seconds flat, my mouth had fully rolled up his rigid prick.

"You're a good one," he said and pushed me over onto my stomach. He grabbed my arms and forced them above my head, holding my hands together in a tight grip.

I felt him line his dick head with my pulsating hole. He spit on the hole. "Here it goes," he announced and then slowly drilling the stiff prick into me as if he was drilling for Texas crude.

That initial penetration sent intense waves of erotic pleasure through my body like an electric current, and I felt my toes curl up as I let out a pleasurable yelp and smiled.

"You like that black boy?" he asked as he began to slowly make love to my ass to my moaning pleasure.

"Hell yeah," I answered breathlessly. "Fuck me how ever you want."

"Oh no baby boy," he whispered into my ear and then licked it. "This white boy is gonna make love to you and make you feel so damn good. I am gonna make you cry out like a litle cheerleader getting banged by a big-dicked jock like me in my dorm room. Just relax and let me do it."

"Yes," I panted, "use me and make me your black slut."

For the next hour the jock proceeded to sex me like no one else but Sam, and I came twice on those sheets, crying out in lusty pleasure. That only turned him on even more. He put me on my side, lifted my leg into the air, and more forcefully began to work my ass, pushing all the way into me until my smooth ass was tickled by his curly bush.

I realized that his time was almost up, so I began to manipulate my ass muscles to milk his dick dry.

"Oh shit boy!" he yelled and started drilling me more quickly and roughly.

"Use me!" I urged. "Use this tight black boy pussy! Use me like a cheap slut man! I want you to shoot that load all over my pretty lips."

"Hell yeah bitch!" he shouted and pulled his enflamed dick out of me. As he ripped the condom off his dick, he pushed me onto my back and straddled my chest. "Here it comes bitch...the man juice you have been wanting!"

At first the dick started spitting gently onto my lips, but then he let out an animal yell and it was as if a fire hose had been turned on. Stream after stream splashed onto my lips and all over my face. Instictively I opened my mouth and took only his dick head in. I worked it like a vacuum and drained it of every last drop.

He tipped me fifty bucks with a grin and said he would be sure to be back for more...

TO BE CONTINUED

Next: Chapter 7


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