What Brown Can Do For You II -Dick ‘Em Down Brown
What Brown Can Do For You II -Dick ‘Em Down Brown by Cy. Black
Many to most people considered Malcolm Lincoln Brown, better known to his friends as simply Link, a clam, easy-going, down-to-earth kind of guy, and they were thankful for it. At 6-foot 6-inches, 240 Lbs. the powerfully built Black man was a bit of a gym rat, he could be innocuously intimidating. Anyone who happened to see him undressed in the locker room or in the shower avoided a second encounter for fear they’d lose a piece of their masculine macho persona.
Years ago, he was known as ‘Link the Merciless’ a defensive lineman on his college football team with aspirations of going pro, and for good reason. That all came to an abrupt halt, at a traffic light after a nervous police officer stopped him for a traffic violation which quickly escalated into an altercation and when the dust cleared, Link had fragments for a kneecap and a career in tatters. After overcoming his bitterness and anger at becoming another statistic in the ‘Black men shot and or killed by police list’. He gave up feeling sorry for himself and took the sanitation worker exam and passed. The first few years were simply a matter of pride and letting go of the past. Then he met his wife Connie, two beautiful c***dren followed, and life balanced out a bit for him. Although there were moments when he suffered from bouts of depression and bitterness, he found a place of calm and peace after he began taking meditation classes with his wife. Another source that allowed the big man to relax and take an easy view of life was finding little things to laugh at, and he delighted in anyone that was pleasant and humoristic about life.
When he met Thomas Brandenburg at the sanitation yard, they hit it off immediately and became fast friends. As the years went by, Tony and his small family would often join Link’s at cookouts, and family events but what they really enjoyed most was spending Sundays together down in Tommy’s mancave watching professional football games.
Tommy enjoyed Link’s company but was always just a little cautious around him simply because the man was at times hard to read. The stout Tommy was quick with a joke which usually brought immediate laughter to most, however, with Lincoln a simple joke was at first met with a brutish grimace and then just as suddenly a bright warm smile and robust laughter. For his part, the stocky 5-foot 10-inch blonde carried his 220 Lbs. frame well and would often make fun of himself and his weight issues.
A pivotal point came in their relationship when one-night Link called Tommy and requested that they meet outside of Tommy’s mancave. Tommy answered the call and ushered his tall friend through the backdoor entrance to the mancave. He sensed it was best to leave the lights off as not to alert his wife Shelia who was often outwardly suspicious of Link because of all the attention he received from other women.
“Hey, dude, what’s going on, why the covert operative routine?”
“I fucked up man, and I need you to help me out?”
“Sure dude, you know I’ll help if I can.”
“Cut on the light” Link requested.
Tommy complied and then exclaimed. “Holy shit dude,” as he examined his friend in the dimly lit room.
“It’s a crazy story and be thankful the lights are low down here cause it’s a lot worse than what you can see now.”
“Okay but what the hell happened, did you piss on yourself or just have a good night?”
“Well, it started out as a good night, and then it just went out of control.”
“Why do I get the impression this isn’t gonna be something we can tell our wives?” Tommy chuckled.
“Only if we kill them afterward,” Lincoln snickered nervously.
“So, once again dude, what the hell happened to you?”
Lincoln shook his head almost in pity as he replied.
“I guess there’s no other way to put it than to just let it go, so here it goes. “I was with this beautiful lady tonight and…”
“Awww Link, you gotta be shittin me, man, you cheated on Connie, shit.”
“Hey man, don’t be so judgmental. We all have our fuckups. At any rate, I know I should’ve taken off my pants before I got busy, but I knew I had to pick up a gift I got for Kimberly’s birthday before I came home tonight and just my luck this cock chasing hoe, loses it and sprays me, and I’m talkin torrential downpours, my man.” Lincoln stated.
“Wait, what do you mean spraying, did the bitch piss on you dude?”
“Nah man, pussy orgasmic juice and I mean a piss load of it, look at my pants man?” Lincoln cried.
“Oh, you mean like spray, like the chicks do in the porn movies, right?”
“Lincoln twisted his lips as he stared down at his friend and replied, “Man, you really need to get out more often if that’s the closest you’ve got to being sprayed by pussy lava.”
“Boy, who the hell was the chick, Lady Liberty?” Tommy chuckled.
“It may as well have been. Do you think I could wash my pants; I know you got a washer and drier down here? Connie will kill me if she sees this and I hate to bring you into this shit, man but I really need someone I can trust; do you think you could help a guy out, Tommy?”
“Well, we’re both gonna get strung out on a spit if the wives find out.”
“That’s why we gotta do this quickly and quietly. Listen, I told Connie, the playhouse we got for Tamika’s birthday wouldn’t be ready until 11:00 pm, but I already picked it up. I had the clerk bring it out to the car, so I didn’t have to go inside.
The close friends made their way into the laundry room, and once Tommy cut on the lights, his eyes grew wide as he pointed to a huge stain on his friend’s pants.
“Whoa dude, she really took a dump on you. You must’ve eaten the skin off her.”
“Don’t be a wise-ass man, I just used my buddy, the black foot soldier to march down her soft pink highway, then I’m about shove it up her ass and splat, I didn’t even get a chance to really up in that pussy. Man, that was one sex crazy bitch.” Lincoln chuckled as he removed his pants and handed them to his friend.
“To hell with that, we’re not that close, put those pussy soaked pants in there yourself, dude.” Tommy humorously laughed.
“Okay,” Lincoln stated as he complied and then added, “You know what, I may as well throw these in too, their probably fumigated as well.” He stated as he quickly snatched off his boxers and tossed them in the machine.
“Holy…holy shit…holy shit man…what…what a fucking cock. Maybe you were having sex with Lady Liberty, after all, she’s probably the one chick who could handle something that big, dude is that really all you?” Tommy asked while his eyes never left the humongous man tool before his eyes.
“Yeah dude, this is all mine. It’s a blessing and many times it can be a curse, but either way, it is all me.” Lincoln chortled unapologetically.
“Dude, between the chiseled bod, and that black dragon, pussy destroyer you got between your legs, you’d make the statue of David jump off his pedestal and walk away with head down,” Tommy exclaimed as he continued to state between his friend’s legs until...
“Tommy…Tommy…my clothes,” He waved his hand toward the machine.
“Oh, oh yeah, can’t forget that, right. Hey sorry dude, it’s just that…it’s just that…I can’t get over the sheer size of that thing. My condolences to your wife and your girlfriends. How do you manage to even get that thing inside them?” He asked as he started up the machine.
“Inch by inch, by inch, by inch, and repeat that about another 8 times and you’re in the ballpark.”
“Okay dude, it seems we got another problem.” The stocky blonde declared.
“What’s that?’ Lincoln asked.
“What are you gonna do for the next hour or so until your clothes are washed and dried. You can’t walk around here like that; you’ll scare away the rats with that anaconda.” Tommy laughed along with his friend and yet his eyes continuously were repeatedly drawn back down at the humongous black, uncut dong, that bounced back and forth between Lincoln’s heavily muscled thighs.
Tommy’s eyes lit up as a vision appeared on the screen of his mind. “Hey, talking about the Statue of Liberty. I got an idea. Shelia has some sheets down here. maybe you could wrap yourself up like ancient Romans or Greek god. You know like a toga.”
“Great idea man and make that a Nubian god. I’m all in.” Lincoln replied.
“Brother you and the word ‘in’ should never be used in a sentence ever again around me.” Tommy chuckled as he found himself compelled to glance down at what he considered to be the king of all cocks. Even the sheer size, length, thickness, the way the thin foreskin hood could barely cover the massive helmet-like head, even the veins were as formidable and intimidating as the man who sported them.
From that day forward, the two men became closer but the core nature and focus of their relationship had been altered. While both were aware of this change, neither dared to speak of it. instead, it became a game of cat and mouse, peak-a-boo, and every dick reference sent Tommy’s eyes down between his best friend’s legs. Even a casual greeting seemed to include a casual glance down as if the blonde chub had a relationship with Link’s Johnson. Soon, for Lincoln, it became a bit uncomfortable just being around Tommy, especially during their Sunday game time encounters, but what really disturbed the brown skin Goliath was on some level he enjoyed the extra attention from another guy.
All things considered, Lincoln and Tommy’s relationship prospered after Tommy’s assistance on Lincoln’s night in the washroom. However, on one particular day, Lincoln noticed Tommy’s distance and his lack of quick-witted, one-line jokes, and his overall lack of a jovial attitude and as the day came to an end, he saw his friend sitting in the parking lot, curbside by his car with his head down.
“Hey Tommy, what’s up, what’ cha doin, counting the ants with your head down?”
“Ah, it’s nothing, nothing at all.”
The dour, low energy level attitude alarmed Lincoln because it was totally contrary to his friend’s normal state.
He pulled his truck over to the side of the road and right behind Tommy’s SUV, climbed out, and took a seat beside his friend.
“Alright man, I’ve known you nearly three years and I’ve never seen you mope about, not even for a minute, so obviously there’s a lot more going on than nothing at all. So as your friend, I’m concern, what’s happen or happening with you?”
“I’m telling you Link; everything is cool. I’m just not in a rush to get home, that’s all.”
“May I ask why?” Lincoln persisted.
“Listen, Link, I’m just not in the mood to talk about it right now.”
“Nah man, I’m not going for that. You’ve been there for me more times than I can remember. You’ve come through for me as a friend and a real bud, and I’m not going to accept that bullshit excuse. Come on Tommy-boy,” he placed his large arm on his friend’s shoulder and continued, “We’re buddies aren’t we, in fact, we’re best buddies so don’t leave me out of the loop. Maybe I can help.” Lincoln offered.
“Nope, there’s nothing you can…aww fuck, this is probably gonna…nope, I…I can’t tell you, dude,” Tommy replied adamantly.
Lincoln squeezed his friend’s shoulder tightly and used his other hand to force Tommy’s head around as to look in his eyes. “Listen to me brother, if friends can’t be real and be there for each other, then what the hell does friendship even mean. As I said, you’ve been there for me and I want to be here for you. I don’t give a damn what it is, the most important thing to me is your happiness. Believe it or not, we’re all a bit hooked on the energy you bring and without it, things are just not the same around here. Please Tommy-boy, let me be there for you, for whatever it is.”
The sincere plea seemed to touch the down and out sanitation worker who glanced up into his tall, well-built, black friend’s eyes and felt the honest good and positive intentions and nodded his head as he answered.
“Okay, this is probably going to destroy our relationship but…since you said nothing can break that…here it goes.
Tommy exhaled, shook his head, and then declared. “Shelia…Shelia found some stuff on my computer and she’s pissed about it.”
“Oh shit, she found porn on your computer?”
“Yep”
“Damn guy…don’t sweat that shit. Connie’s found a few pics on my phone, but I just told her I’m a man and not a saint. It’s just sexy eye-candy nothing more. If you want to hold my attention give me more pussy and let go of all that restrictive religious shit and I won’t need the eye-candy. Of course, she originally dismissed it but after a while, she chilled out and I’m sure it’ll be the same with Shelia.” Lincoln suggested.
“Uh, I don’t know pal, she’s pretty hot and since I’m being so honest about it, and remember you insisted to hear it, she found pics and videos of guys with other…guys.”
“Whoa shit,” Lincoln groaned as he slowly withdrew his hand from his friend’s shoulder.
“I knew it, so much for friendship.” Tommy lamented.
Lincoln quickly summoned his deepest compassion and quickly placed his hand back on his friend’s shoulder and squeezed.
“Hey man, we’re still cool, it’s just that…” His voice trailed off.
“What?” Tommy challenged.
“It’s my curse man. It always seems to happen. Come with me, I wanna talk to you and show you something,” The tall, black stud offered.
They stopped off at the local liquor store and picked up a bottle of scotch whiskey.
Tommy followed his friend to the African American side of town, and he became concerned. He parked his SUV just behind his friend’s truck, hopped out, and immediately challenged his friend.
“Hey, dude, don’t you think a neighborhood like this could be hazardous to my…uhh…health?” Tommy nervously chuckled.
“Don’t sweat it. there are a few white families around here.”
“They must pay a fortune for security.”
“Knock it off man, most people are hardworking and earnestly good around here. There are just a little more assholes here than most neighborhoods, but since the city officials don’t give a shit, and the media chooses to downplay the indifference, nobody gives a fuck, but at any rate, no one’s gonna fuck with you while with me, now let’s go.”
“Speaking of which, where are we going?”
“This house belongs to my cousin. He bought it cheap last year. He was planning to use it for his mother-in-law when she visited to keep her nagging ass out of his house, but she passed away. He’s thinking about selling it, but I told him to consider using it as a stank-house.”
“Stank-house?” Tommy questioned.
“Yeah man, it’s a place to get away, have a private conversation, or get into something naughty.”
Although Tommy followed closely behind, he wondered why his friend would lead him to someplace like this.
Once inside the small, dilapidated house, he glanced about and noticed the large cracks in the wall and the funky smell of stale sex was in the air. He crinkled his nose as his sense of humor returned momentarily and he stated, “Looks like you and Lady Liberty forgot to clean up before she limped back to Elis Island.”
“Always the wise-ass, but I’m glad to see you can still laugh,” Lincoln replied as he twisted the top, raised the bottle of booze, and gulped down the equivalent of three shots, then passed it over to his friend. “Drink up my man.”
“Hey, I hope you didn’t invite me here in hopes of getting me drunk and taking advantage of me.” Tommy laughed.
“Well, first we have to get you drunk.” The tall black man replied with a devious grin which stopped his friend in his tracks, until his large grin flashed on his full-bearded face, and beneath his thick mustache as he snickered at how uncomfortable Tommy looked.
“Drink up man, it’ll help you relax and talk.”
“I guess you’re right dude,” Tommy answered and gulped down two shots worth of the alcoholic beverage.
“I’ll be right back, I need to fix something in the bedroom,” Lincoln stated as he exited the room.
Alone with his thoughts, Tommy fought to erase the image of his disappointed wife when she confronted him with the male pics. It was too painful for him to deal with, so he raised the bottle once more and took a swig, just as his friend called out.
“Hey Tommy, you know the lady who sprayed me, the one you call Lady liberty?”
“I don’t know her personally, but I know what you mean.”
“I’m considering cutting her loose. The chick is dick crazy and big black dick crazy at that. She parked her car out on the street that faced my bedroom and wore this thong and fishnet outfit.
“You’re k**ding, she came to your home, what the fuck dude. Sounds like you need a restraining order.
“Or a leash.” The big man laughed.
“I didn’t know you were into shit like that.”
“Well, when you carry around what I have, it can lead you down some freaky paths but never mind that. What I’m trying to say is that as much of a blessing it might seem to a lot of people, at times it can be a real pain in the neck. I have women doing everything from flashing me when my wife’s not looking and hanging their panties on the door of my truck with their phone numbers on them and guys at the gym leaving freaky shit on my locker door.”
“Wow, sounds like a good problem to have.”
“Well, there’s something else you need to know. I think I’m a sex addict.”
“Come on dude, that’s some made-up shit, you really believe that?”
“Let me tell you man, my experiences with sex are a lot different than most guys.”
“How so?” Tommy inquired.
“When most guys bang their wives and girlfriends, it sounds like a roller coaster ride. When I bang a chick she sounds like Ann Darrow getting finger-fucked by King Kong.”
Tommy laughed nervously as he gently sat on the sofa armrest and tried to erase the image that flooded his mind. “Well, I would challenge you on that, but after seeing your equipment, I can’t doubt it.”
“Do you realize, I can barely have sex in the house when the k**s are home anymore, because Connie’s too damn loud, even if after I stuff my drawers in her mouth.”
“Whoa, dude, too much info.”
“Well, that’s not all, and here’s the really crazy part. It’s not just ladies, guys want it too. When I take a shower, most of the guys keep their heads, down, a lot of them run out, and some just stare with jaws to the floor.” He stated as he walked back into the room totally naked and his cock nearly down to his knees.
Tommy’s mouth flew open as he lost his balance and fell butt first to the floor.
“Yeah, that’s exactly the look I was describing.” He chuckled then nodded at his friend on the floor.
“Hey dude, what the hell, why are you parading around with that flesh bazooka between your legs?”
“I’m doing this to make a point. Every time I take off my clothes, people start acting crazy, and shit, even you. Bro, you just don’t know how hard,” he snickered at the pun, “it is to have a dick this big.”
“I can’t even begin to imagine having something that big,” Tommy replied from his position on the floor, yet he never took his eyes off the massive flesh.
“You know man, sometimes, if I could, without hurting myself. I wish I could give away a few inches and live my life like a regular guy.”
“Bullshit, come on Link, guys would kill to have the thing you’ve got, myself included.”
“Well, you can have some of mine.”
“You, you can’t mean that dude, although I wish I could get something even close to that.”
“If I told you there was a way you could have a cock this big, would you do it?”
Tommy cocked his head strangely much like a dog when observing human behavior, then followed with, “If you’re serious, then my serious response would be to say,” What do I have to do?”
“Okay, the first thing you need to do is stare at it until it blocks out everything else.
It was easy to look and imagine his friend’s massive tool, simply because it was all he could think about from the time in the laundry room.
“I don’t see how this has anything to do with…”
“Shh, no talking, no thinking about anything else but this big black cock that’s only a few inches away from you. Can you smell it, Tommy? Take a deep breath, inhale the hot funky scent of a man’s dick. Yeah, it’s getting closer, it’s almost yours man.”
The effects of the alcohol weakened Tommy’s resolve as he felt drawn into his imagination that was now guided by the very persuasive black man.
“Okay Tommy boy, it’s right there, all you have to do is reach out and touch it.”
“Hey…dude, I’m not gay, why are you…”
“Shh, come on my man, be honest for at least a moment in your life. You are watching black cock porn aren’t you; tell the truth, let’s be real. I can tell whenever you look at me, all you can think about is this big black pussy smasher and you just can’t understand why God left you out of the party, and here’s the reason why. You see, there are just some men who are just more dominate and powerful than others, and there are other guys who are males, but they’re just not men and anytime they’re around a real man, they just feel submissive and there’s nothing wrong with that, other than going along with someone else’s program. You’ve been there and tried that, so try this for a change. Now, just let go, relax. No one else is here, it’s just you and me here and we’re best friends, right?”
“Yeah but…”
“No buts, stay focused. Reach out and take it. It’s right here for you. You can do it Tommy boy, put your hand out and take this big black dick. I’m offering it to you. Don’t fight it, just let…go.”
Tommy gasped as he felt his hand make contact with the warm, stiff yet baby soft texture of the man tool, then he spread his hand and gripped the powerful tool.
Seconds felt like hours as Tommy’s wall of willful resistance crumbled and his hand and gripped the semi-hard but nevertheless enormous man tool.
“Oh yeah Tommy, your hand feels so good. Why don’t you stroke it, just a little, go on man, stroke your dick.”
The crafty broad-shouldered black man stepped closer and guided the handheld cock up to Tommy’s lips.
“Hey, dude, what…what the fuck man, you’re trying to get me to give you a blowjob.” Tommy stuttered and slurred in his intoxicated state.
“I said quiet Tommy…boy, you obviously have a lot of passion for cock. Stop denying it, it’s here just for you. You will find that admission; comes through submission. It’s what you’ve always wanted. That’s why you have those pics on your computer. Now stop lying to yourself. You like the way your cock feels in your hands, don’t you? You put your hand on it without any provocation from me. Now take the next step, come on Tommy Boy, suck your dick. It’s yours.”
“But I…”
“DO IT!” Lincoln barked and immediately Tommy leaned forward and slid his tongue along the length of the big black cock.
“That’s it, yeah, that’s it, now take the next step, put it all the way inside your mouth.
As if in a trance, the youthful blonde and father of two opened his mouth and slid the monster size cock inside.
“Ahh, yes sissy, your mouth feels so good slobbering all over that dick. Tell me sissy Tommy, you like sucking it, don’t you?”
He wanted to protest but considered the fact that he had his mouth wrapped around another man’s cock, shut down any argument. Tommy tasted the salty sting of precum and groaned with satisfaction.
“Hmm, I’ll take that as yes. Damn, pussy, I can tell you really enjoy it in your mouth. You got my Johnson hard as hell. Keep sucking it faggot.”
Several times Tommy wanted to protest the derogatory names hurled at him from the owner of the big black cock in his mouth, however, he felt helpless in the face of his own desire for the taste of man-flesh. He sucked the big hard cock with a passion he didn’t think he could ever express.
“Okay little cock lover, I’m gonna baptize your mouth, throat, and stomach with my protein juice.”
Again, the stocky blonde considered a protest but there was something about this man whom he felt was superior to him, and the fact that he could please him made it so worthwhile.
Tommy relished the warm cock spewing precum and hungrily swallowed every drop and groaned with lustful delight.
“That’s it, yeah that is it. Now, admit it, admit your love for black cock faggot, go on…do it.” Lincoln growled, then palmed Tommy’s head and shoved as much of his cock inside his wet, warm mouth.
Tommy would have surely fallen backward, however, the sofa armrest prevented his fall.
Lincoln moaned lustfully as his huge cock twitched, jerked back, and fired long steady streams of his man cum down his best friend’s mouth and down into his belly.
“Yeah faggot, down the hatch. Swallow my cum, you fat cock loving whore.
Tommy’s hands flailed wildly, then finally wrapped around the massively muscular black buttocks, gripped them, and felt the deep dimples of Link’s powerfully thick ass as it clenched and aided the hard flesh that continued to gush stream after stream of sperm down Tommy’s oral-pussy.
From the moment Lincoln withdrew his slimy wet cock, Tommy pushed him further away and cried.
“Damn, damn, goddamn dude, you fucked my mouth and shot your cum down, down my throat.”
“And you loved it, didn’t you, nasty ass bitch.”
“Aww fuck man, look at what you made me do,” Tommy whined and sobbed.
“Hey…hey,” The tall black Adonis snapped as he yanked Tommy’s hair to force him to focus.
“I didn’t do anything, my man, that was all on you. Once you admit that, you’ll have more confidence and strength when you go back to your wife.”
“My wife, holy shit, Shelia, fuck man. I’m married, I have k**s, what have you done to me?”
“I’m married with k**s as well, and it’s not about them right now bro. It’s about your freedom to express yourself and enjoy what you so badly desire and what you’ve denied yourself for all these years. Admit it, you’ve always wanted to and you’re not alone. I’ve fucked a lot of sissies and made quite a few over the years. Now listen up. I think I have a way to repair your marriage and get it back on track.”
“Re…really, tell me man and I’ll do whatever it takes…anything.’ Tommy cried urgently.
“Okay then. Here’s what you need to do.” He reached down, firmly gripped the drunken blonde’s hand and pulled him to his feet, spun him around, yanked his pants down, and bent him over the sofa armrest.
“Nah, nah…nooo, wait man, what’s this got to do with me setting things right with Shelia and there’s no way in hell I can take that black b**st inside me. I’ve never gone that far before, come on Lincoln…Lincoln pleassse, pleassse don’t do this!” Tommy cried out in a panic.
“You give me this ass, and I promise, I’ll get you back in good graces with your wife.”
“But I don’t understand oh god it’s just that your dick’s too damn big, it’s gonna kill me!”
“Relax”
“But I can’t…’
“I said relax, goddamnit!” The tall black bodybuilder snapped as he slapped Tommy’s fat ass cheeks. “Don’t you punk out on me now slut. This ass is mine and there’s nothing you can do but cooperate. Here, sniff some of this.”
“What the hell is this, wait, these are poppers, holy shit, like the ones I see in those movies. You’re a fucking pro at this…ouch!”
“SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH AND DO AS I ORDERED.” Lincoln snapped as he slapped Tommy’s ass until they were red, and tears ran down his face. “Sniff this shit and accept your fate. You ain’t nothing but a black cock loving faggot, so the sooner you accept it, the sooner you can accept yourself and move on with your life. I’ve bred a lot of bitches and sissy bitches, and everyone that managed to walk away before I stuck ‘em, always came back later on their knees, and do you know what I did,” He didn’t’ wait for a response as he continued. “I dismissed them and left them to their own misery. Is that what you want Tommy boy, huh?” I’d hate to wreck our friendship, but we can never go completely back to how it was. We can only go forward as alpha and beta. Take a hit and just relax.”
“O, okay dude, what do I do, just sniff it?”
“Yeah, you can do that but it’s more effective if you close one nostril with one hand and sniff from the other, then repeat the process.
As Tommy compiled for the first time in his life, he felt his large buttocks spread open and something warm, wet, and slippery pierced his anal entrance. At first, his head spun like a top and he could barely understand what was happening to him and suddenly he was hit with a tsunami of lustful bliss.
“Holy shit Link…Lincoln damn dude, my asshole feels so, so good!”
“Yeah that’s it, sissy, let’s get this hot white-boy booty ass juicy and warmed up for this hot black meatloaf I’m about to stuff up in it.”
“Wow man, you know all the right things to say. Oooh, my ass is itching. I’ve never felt anything like…like it.”
“Oh, you’re not feeling anything yet buddy, but you’re about to. Before I stuff that hot white oven, I want you me to tell me you want, no…I want you to beg me to fuck you.”
“Holy shit man…”
“No more of that man, or dude shit, from now on, when we’re alone, it’s Big Dick Daddy, you got that, you sexy big fat ass slut, now say it, say it.”
“I want you to…aaww fuck, I want you to fuck me Big Dick Daddy…hmm yes, I want you, I need you to fuck my fat ass. I need it, please come on big dick daddy, fuck me like one of your bitches.”
“Hmm, yeah daddy likes hearing that,” Lincoln replied as he dashed over into his gym bag, snatched open and pulled out a bottle of lube, then liberally poured it over Tommy’s back. He slapped his humongous sex tool about the white ass cheeks then slid it about the unused anal entrance which sent Tommy into sissified heaven.
“Oh…oh wow big dick daddy, you got my ass on fire, oh god I can’t…I can’t…AAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHH…AAHH…AAHH…AHHHH…OOOOOO!” Tommy screamed just as the well trained Bitchmaker forced his head down into the sofa cushion and continued to pry him open inch by long, thick, hard, vascular inch.
After nearly ten minutes of slow, patience, and coercive encouragement, Lincoln managed to get his cock almost in balls deep.
“Holy shit Daddy…daddy damn, it’s soo deep, it’s soo fuckin hard, I can’t believe it, you have your big dick inside my, my asss!”
“Yeah bitch and there’s a little more to go, so I suggest you take a few more hits from that bottle. I want you to enjoy it.”
“Oh wow, it feels even bigger than it looks…my god!”
“Well, I don’t call him the foot soldier for nothing.” Lincoln snickered and then began his hard-fleshly attack on his best friends’ anal cavity.
“Ahh…ahh fuck daddy…ahh fuck…you got my ass stuffed with all that black cock!”
“You mean your black cock slut, right now this cock belongs to you and, but you are a slave to it.
Lincoln displayed his skill and craftsmanship as a true Bitchmaker, as he methodically speared his slimy wet tool in and out the fat well-lubed ass before him. He understood the ramifications if he were to go all out and hammer his new fuck toy’s hole which could easily result in a trip to the emergency ward and wreck his hole and make him walk with a noticeable limp. His cock slid in and out and filled the air with a nasty, wet, noise that mingled with the sound of his thighs as they slapped the fat ass cheeks of his bitch as he long-dicked Tommy’s ass down.
In spite of his best efforts, Tommy’s smooth, slick, and wide-open pinkish, red glory hole, twisted, pulled, clenched, and tugged at his tool and pushed him past the point of no return.
“Goddamnit…goddamnit you fat sweet ass bitch, you’re ass pussy’s…sucking the cum out my dick, goddamn!” The Goliath size bodybuilder roared as he increased his pace and thrust inside the hungry hole.
“Holy shit…holy shit…holy shit, I can feel it getting all stiff inside me, no man, no daddy don’t…shoot it inside me, that’s gonna turn…me…out!” Tommy screamed, buried his head back inside the sofa cushion, and sobbed like a baby.
“Grrr…fuck…ffuck…fuck, here…it cums…AAARRRGGGHHH, AHHHFUCK YEAH!” The Nubian sex god roared as his cock splattered his hot sperm deep in the ass pussy of his brand-new bitch.
Tommy bit down tightly into the cushion as he threw up his legs and wrapped them tightly around the back of his new daddy’s legs and the cock pumped and gushed a massive load of sperm inside his hole. Tommy lifted his head; he opened his mouth and pieces of fabric and cotton fell back down on the sofa as he cried.
“Please big dick daddy, Lincoln, please tell me you’re gonna fuck me again, please, I have to know you’re gonna fuck me again!”
“You can bet this sweet hot ass, I’m gonna fuck you again, and again, and again.”
“Thank you, daddy Lincoln, thank you for making me a bitch…your bitch, but what about Shelia, you promised to make things right with her. how are you going to do that?”
Two weeks later…
After he received a call from his wife who urgently requested, he comes home from work immediately. He felt a bit relieved that his wife seemed to get past her disdain and anger toward him for having found gay porn on his computer. Although he wasn’t sure what exactly sure what his best friend Lincoln had said on his behalf of him to his wife, all that mattered was that she seemed to forgive him.
He dashed through the front door and looked about the house and after he called her several times, he began to wonder if his wife had become the victim of foul play. Then suddenly he heard a loud noise that seemed to sound like someone in pain and it also seemed to come from upstairs.
With great urgency, the stocky blonde raced upstairs and traced the sound to his bedroom. He dashed into his bedroom and stopped in his tracks at the sight of his wife with her legs spread wide open and his giant of a friend in between her legs as he pumped his giant dick down between and inside her tight pussy.
“Holy…holy shit man, Lincoln what the fuck man. what the hell are you doing?” Tommy shouted.
For nearly a full minute the couple behaved as if neither either heard or didn’t know he was there or worse, they didn’t care at all.
“Finally, he heard his wife scream as the powerhouse black man wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her close as he blasted his hot man cum inside her traumatized pussy.
Like a petrified tree, Tommy stood at the doorway of his bedroom and watched his best friend climb off his wife and then watched her climb quickly between his legs and sucked his massive uncut cock clean.
“What the fuck man, is this how you planned to help me make up to my wife?”
“That’s about right,” Lincoln replied as he closed his eyes and enjoyed Shelia’s hot pink lipstick covered mouth as she licked and sucked about on his Jurassic cock.
“I don’t understand, will somebody please tell me what the hell is going on. Lincoln what does fucking my wife have to do with saving my marriage?” Tommy cried.
“Now this is pathetic. Hey baby,” He lightly tapped the cock-hungry housewife on her head as he stated, “This pretender of a man just watched me impale your hot pussy with a foot long cock, and shoot my load inside it and he still wants to know how to save his marriage. School this fool slut.” He snapped.
“I’d be more than happy to.” She replied as she slid off the bed.
She wore a beautiful hot pink lacy, baby doll outfit, with her shapely legs covered in white fishnet stockings. Tommy couldn’t remember if he’d ever seen his wife look so hot and sexy as she approached seductively. Her platinum blonde hair glistened in the bedroom light and she squinted her eyes as she stopped only a foot away from him.
“So, you want to save our marriage, is that it sissy; is that what you want to know. Okay, I’ll tell you, get undressed.”
“Huh, wha…why…wait…Shelia, I don’t understand.”
“Understanding is not necessary to follow an order dick lover. Now if you want to save this marriage, I suggest you get your fat ass in gear.” The sex hot housewife ordered.
Although he reluctantly complied and stripped down to his skin. His face was a beet red color as he stood before his wife and big black hunk lover, totally embarrassed and humiliated, yet Tommy’s miniature cock was as stiff as a small steel pin.
“Good girl, now that’s your daddy in that bed, right bitch?” Shelia asked.
When her husband stammered the answer, she barked. “Isn’t he stupid ass…answer me.”
“Yes,” he answered as he lowered his head in shame.
“Why the hell are you acting so pitiful pussy, we all know you’re just a bitch for black men, so own up to it and stop playing like a fake ass man.” Shelia snapped and then ordered.
“Now first, get down on your knees and suck all this hot black man’s cum out my pussy.”
Tommy complied and in nearly a minute he swallowed the hot funky man nectar, then his wife ordered. Now that we have that established, get up on that bed and suck your daddy’s big black cock.”
Tommy climbed to his feet, glanced over at Lincoln who stroked his ever-long black cock, and muttered. “…But, I don’t…oooh…OUCH!” He cried as the sexy blonde, grabbed and squeezed his nutsack tightly.
“You know how much I hate repeating myself, so this is your only chance. If you want to save this marriage, you get your fat blubbery ass in that bed and suck your daddy’s big black dick.”
“Yes ma’am.” Tommy moaned as he climbed up on the bed, then gasped as always whenever he saw his daddy’s humongous Nubian flesh spear. With his mask of pretense removed, Tommy snatched the long, thick, steel-hard flesh and immediately went into a ravishing cock-hungry attack.
“Yes, bitch suck your daddy’s cock. From now on, I’m his bitch, and your fag-ass belongs to me.”
Although Tommy heard his wife, his desire to suck that cock prevented a response until he felt a leathery like strap strike his back.
Tommy glanced back to see his wife with a 12’-inch jet-black, hi-gloss, strap-on cock. She bent down, behind his fat globes, and aimed her large fake cock right at her husband’s ass-crack.
“I think you should call out sick tomorrow babe, cause I think this is going to be a long, long, night.” Shelia declared with a devious grin.
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Many to most people considered Malcolm Lincoln Brown, better known to his friends as simply Link, a clam, easy-going, down-to-earth kind of guy, and they were thankful for it. At 6-foot 6-inches, 240 Lbs. the powerfully built Black man was a bit of a gym rat, he could be innocuously intimidating. Anyone who happened to see him undressed in the locker room or in the shower avoided a second encounter for fear they’d lose a piece of their masculine macho persona.
Years ago, he was known as ‘Link the Merciless’ a defensive lineman on his college football team with aspirations of going pro, and for good reason. That all came to an abrupt halt, at a traffic light after a nervous police officer stopped him for a traffic violation which quickly escalated into an altercation and when the dust cleared, Link had fragments for a kneecap and a career in tatters. After overcoming his bitterness and anger at becoming another statistic in the ‘Black men shot and or killed by police list’. He gave up feeling sorry for himself and took the sanitation worker exam and passed. The first few years were simply a matter of pride and letting go of the past. Then he met his wife Connie, two beautiful c***dren followed, and life balanced out a bit for him. Although there were moments when he suffered from bouts of depression and bitterness, he found a place of calm and peace after he began taking meditation classes with his wife. Another source that allowed the big man to relax and take an easy view of life was finding little things to laugh at, and he delighted in anyone that was pleasant and humoristic about life.
When he met Thomas Brandenburg at the sanitation yard, they hit it off immediately and became fast friends. As the years went by, Tony and his small family would often join Link’s at cookouts, and family events but what they really enjoyed most was spending Sundays together down in Tommy’s mancave watching professional football games.
Tommy enjoyed Link’s company but was always just a little cautious around him simply because the man was at times hard to read. The stout Tommy was quick with a joke which usually brought immediate laughter to most, however, with Lincoln a simple joke was at first met with a brutish grimace and then just as suddenly a bright warm smile and robust laughter. For his part, the stocky 5-foot 10-inch blonde carried his 220 Lbs. frame well and would often make fun of himself and his weight issues.
A pivotal point came in their relationship when one-night Link called Tommy and requested that they meet outside of Tommy’s mancave. Tommy answered the call and ushered his tall friend through the backdoor entrance to the mancave. He sensed it was best to leave the lights off as not to alert his wife Shelia who was often outwardly suspicious of Link because of all the attention he received from other women.
“Hey, dude, what’s going on, why the covert operative routine?”
“I fucked up man, and I need you to help me out?”
“Sure dude, you know I’ll help if I can.”
“Cut on the light” Link requested.
Tommy complied and then exclaimed. “Holy shit dude,” as he examined his friend in the dimly lit room.
“It’s a crazy story and be thankful the lights are low down here cause it’s a lot worse than what you can see now.”
“Okay but what the hell happened, did you piss on yourself or just have a good night?”
“Well, it started out as a good night, and then it just went out of control.”
“Why do I get the impression this isn’t gonna be something we can tell our wives?” Tommy chuckled.
“Only if we kill them afterward,” Lincoln snickered nervously.
“So, once again dude, what the hell happened to you?”
Lincoln shook his head almost in pity as he replied.
“I guess there’s no other way to put it than to just let it go, so here it goes. “I was with this beautiful lady tonight and…”
“Awww Link, you gotta be shittin me, man, you cheated on Connie, shit.”
“Hey man, don’t be so judgmental. We all have our fuckups. At any rate, I know I should’ve taken off my pants before I got busy, but I knew I had to pick up a gift I got for Kimberly’s birthday before I came home tonight and just my luck this cock chasing hoe, loses it and sprays me, and I’m talkin torrential downpours, my man.” Lincoln stated.
“Wait, what do you mean spraying, did the bitch piss on you dude?”
“Nah man, pussy orgasmic juice and I mean a piss load of it, look at my pants man?” Lincoln cried.
“Oh, you mean like spray, like the chicks do in the porn movies, right?”
“Lincoln twisted his lips as he stared down at his friend and replied, “Man, you really need to get out more often if that’s the closest you’ve got to being sprayed by pussy lava.”
“Boy, who the hell was the chick, Lady Liberty?” Tommy chuckled.
“It may as well have been. Do you think I could wash my pants; I know you got a washer and drier down here? Connie will kill me if she sees this and I hate to bring you into this shit, man but I really need someone I can trust; do you think you could help a guy out, Tommy?”
“Well, we’re both gonna get strung out on a spit if the wives find out.”
“That’s why we gotta do this quickly and quietly. Listen, I told Connie, the playhouse we got for Tamika’s birthday wouldn’t be ready until 11:00 pm, but I already picked it up. I had the clerk bring it out to the car, so I didn’t have to go inside.
The close friends made their way into the laundry room, and once Tommy cut on the lights, his eyes grew wide as he pointed to a huge stain on his friend’s pants.
“Whoa dude, she really took a dump on you. You must’ve eaten the skin off her.”
“Don’t be a wise-ass man, I just used my buddy, the black foot soldier to march down her soft pink highway, then I’m about shove it up her ass and splat, I didn’t even get a chance to really up in that pussy. Man, that was one sex crazy bitch.” Lincoln chuckled as he removed his pants and handed them to his friend.
“To hell with that, we’re not that close, put those pussy soaked pants in there yourself, dude.” Tommy humorously laughed.
“Okay,” Lincoln stated as he complied and then added, “You know what, I may as well throw these in too, their probably fumigated as well.” He stated as he quickly snatched off his boxers and tossed them in the machine.
“Holy…holy shit…holy shit man…what…what a fucking cock. Maybe you were having sex with Lady Liberty, after all, she’s probably the one chick who could handle something that big, dude is that really all you?” Tommy asked while his eyes never left the humongous man tool before his eyes.
“Yeah dude, this is all mine. It’s a blessing and many times it can be a curse, but either way, it is all me.” Lincoln chortled unapologetically.
“Dude, between the chiseled bod, and that black dragon, pussy destroyer you got between your legs, you’d make the statue of David jump off his pedestal and walk away with head down,” Tommy exclaimed as he continued to state between his friend’s legs until...
“Tommy…Tommy…my clothes,” He waved his hand toward the machine.
“Oh, oh yeah, can’t forget that, right. Hey sorry dude, it’s just that…it’s just that…I can’t get over the sheer size of that thing. My condolences to your wife and your girlfriends. How do you manage to even get that thing inside them?” He asked as he started up the machine.
“Inch by inch, by inch, by inch, and repeat that about another 8 times and you’re in the ballpark.”
“Okay dude, it seems we got another problem.” The stocky blonde declared.
“What’s that?’ Lincoln asked.
“What are you gonna do for the next hour or so until your clothes are washed and dried. You can’t walk around here like that; you’ll scare away the rats with that anaconda.” Tommy laughed along with his friend and yet his eyes continuously were repeatedly drawn back down at the humongous black, uncut dong, that bounced back and forth between Lincoln’s heavily muscled thighs.
Tommy’s eyes lit up as a vision appeared on the screen of his mind. “Hey, talking about the Statue of Liberty. I got an idea. Shelia has some sheets down here. maybe you could wrap yourself up like ancient Romans or Greek god. You know like a toga.”
“Great idea man and make that a Nubian god. I’m all in.” Lincoln replied.
“Brother you and the word ‘in’ should never be used in a sentence ever again around me.” Tommy chuckled as he found himself compelled to glance down at what he considered to be the king of all cocks. Even the sheer size, length, thickness, the way the thin foreskin hood could barely cover the massive helmet-like head, even the veins were as formidable and intimidating as the man who sported them.
From that day forward, the two men became closer but the core nature and focus of their relationship had been altered. While both were aware of this change, neither dared to speak of it. instead, it became a game of cat and mouse, peak-a-boo, and every dick reference sent Tommy’s eyes down between his best friend’s legs. Even a casual greeting seemed to include a casual glance down as if the blonde chub had a relationship with Link’s Johnson. Soon, for Lincoln, it became a bit uncomfortable just being around Tommy, especially during their Sunday game time encounters, but what really disturbed the brown skin Goliath was on some level he enjoyed the extra attention from another guy.
All things considered, Lincoln and Tommy’s relationship prospered after Tommy’s assistance on Lincoln’s night in the washroom. However, on one particular day, Lincoln noticed Tommy’s distance and his lack of quick-witted, one-line jokes, and his overall lack of a jovial attitude and as the day came to an end, he saw his friend sitting in the parking lot, curbside by his car with his head down.
“Hey Tommy, what’s up, what’ cha doin, counting the ants with your head down?”
“Ah, it’s nothing, nothing at all.”
The dour, low energy level attitude alarmed Lincoln because it was totally contrary to his friend’s normal state.
He pulled his truck over to the side of the road and right behind Tommy’s SUV, climbed out, and took a seat beside his friend.
“Alright man, I’ve known you nearly three years and I’ve never seen you mope about, not even for a minute, so obviously there’s a lot more going on than nothing at all. So as your friend, I’m concern, what’s happen or happening with you?”
“I’m telling you Link; everything is cool. I’m just not in a rush to get home, that’s all.”
“May I ask why?” Lincoln persisted.
“Listen, Link, I’m just not in the mood to talk about it right now.”
“Nah man, I’m not going for that. You’ve been there for me more times than I can remember. You’ve come through for me as a friend and a real bud, and I’m not going to accept that bullshit excuse. Come on Tommy-boy,” he placed his large arm on his friend’s shoulder and continued, “We’re buddies aren’t we, in fact, we’re best buddies so don’t leave me out of the loop. Maybe I can help.” Lincoln offered.
“Nope, there’s nothing you can…aww fuck, this is probably gonna…nope, I…I can’t tell you, dude,” Tommy replied adamantly.
Lincoln squeezed his friend’s shoulder tightly and used his other hand to force Tommy’s head around as to look in his eyes. “Listen to me brother, if friends can’t be real and be there for each other, then what the hell does friendship even mean. As I said, you’ve been there for me and I want to be here for you. I don’t give a damn what it is, the most important thing to me is your happiness. Believe it or not, we’re all a bit hooked on the energy you bring and without it, things are just not the same around here. Please Tommy-boy, let me be there for you, for whatever it is.”
The sincere plea seemed to touch the down and out sanitation worker who glanced up into his tall, well-built, black friend’s eyes and felt the honest good and positive intentions and nodded his head as he answered.
“Okay, this is probably going to destroy our relationship but…since you said nothing can break that…here it goes.
Tommy exhaled, shook his head, and then declared. “Shelia…Shelia found some stuff on my computer and she’s pissed about it.”
“Oh shit, she found porn on your computer?”
“Yep”
“Damn guy…don’t sweat that shit. Connie’s found a few pics on my phone, but I just told her I’m a man and not a saint. It’s just sexy eye-candy nothing more. If you want to hold my attention give me more pussy and let go of all that restrictive religious shit and I won’t need the eye-candy. Of course, she originally dismissed it but after a while, she chilled out and I’m sure it’ll be the same with Shelia.” Lincoln suggested.
“Uh, I don’t know pal, she’s pretty hot and since I’m being so honest about it, and remember you insisted to hear it, she found pics and videos of guys with other…guys.”
“Whoa shit,” Lincoln groaned as he slowly withdrew his hand from his friend’s shoulder.
“I knew it, so much for friendship.” Tommy lamented.
Lincoln quickly summoned his deepest compassion and quickly placed his hand back on his friend’s shoulder and squeezed.
“Hey man, we’re still cool, it’s just that…” His voice trailed off.
“What?” Tommy challenged.
“It’s my curse man. It always seems to happen. Come with me, I wanna talk to you and show you something,” The tall, black stud offered.
They stopped off at the local liquor store and picked up a bottle of scotch whiskey.
Tommy followed his friend to the African American side of town, and he became concerned. He parked his SUV just behind his friend’s truck, hopped out, and immediately challenged his friend.
“Hey, dude, don’t you think a neighborhood like this could be hazardous to my…uhh…health?” Tommy nervously chuckled.
“Don’t sweat it. there are a few white families around here.”
“They must pay a fortune for security.”
“Knock it off man, most people are hardworking and earnestly good around here. There are just a little more assholes here than most neighborhoods, but since the city officials don’t give a shit, and the media chooses to downplay the indifference, nobody gives a fuck, but at any rate, no one’s gonna fuck with you while with me, now let’s go.”
“Speaking of which, where are we going?”
“This house belongs to my cousin. He bought it cheap last year. He was planning to use it for his mother-in-law when she visited to keep her nagging ass out of his house, but she passed away. He’s thinking about selling it, but I told him to consider using it as a stank-house.”
“Stank-house?” Tommy questioned.
“Yeah man, it’s a place to get away, have a private conversation, or get into something naughty.”
Although Tommy followed closely behind, he wondered why his friend would lead him to someplace like this.
Once inside the small, dilapidated house, he glanced about and noticed the large cracks in the wall and the funky smell of stale sex was in the air. He crinkled his nose as his sense of humor returned momentarily and he stated, “Looks like you and Lady Liberty forgot to clean up before she limped back to Elis Island.”
“Always the wise-ass, but I’m glad to see you can still laugh,” Lincoln replied as he twisted the top, raised the bottle of booze, and gulped down the equivalent of three shots, then passed it over to his friend. “Drink up my man.”
“Hey, I hope you didn’t invite me here in hopes of getting me drunk and taking advantage of me.” Tommy laughed.
“Well, first we have to get you drunk.” The tall black man replied with a devious grin which stopped his friend in his tracks, until his large grin flashed on his full-bearded face, and beneath his thick mustache as he snickered at how uncomfortable Tommy looked.
“Drink up man, it’ll help you relax and talk.”
“I guess you’re right dude,” Tommy answered and gulped down two shots worth of the alcoholic beverage.
“I’ll be right back, I need to fix something in the bedroom,” Lincoln stated as he exited the room.
Alone with his thoughts, Tommy fought to erase the image of his disappointed wife when she confronted him with the male pics. It was too painful for him to deal with, so he raised the bottle once more and took a swig, just as his friend called out.
“Hey Tommy, you know the lady who sprayed me, the one you call Lady liberty?”
“I don’t know her personally, but I know what you mean.”
“I’m considering cutting her loose. The chick is dick crazy and big black dick crazy at that. She parked her car out on the street that faced my bedroom and wore this thong and fishnet outfit.
“You’re k**ding, she came to your home, what the fuck dude. Sounds like you need a restraining order.
“Or a leash.” The big man laughed.
“I didn’t know you were into shit like that.”
“Well, when you carry around what I have, it can lead you down some freaky paths but never mind that. What I’m trying to say is that as much of a blessing it might seem to a lot of people, at times it can be a real pain in the neck. I have women doing everything from flashing me when my wife’s not looking and hanging their panties on the door of my truck with their phone numbers on them and guys at the gym leaving freaky shit on my locker door.”
“Wow, sounds like a good problem to have.”
“Well, there’s something else you need to know. I think I’m a sex addict.”
“Come on dude, that’s some made-up shit, you really believe that?”
“Let me tell you man, my experiences with sex are a lot different than most guys.”
“How so?” Tommy inquired.
“When most guys bang their wives and girlfriends, it sounds like a roller coaster ride. When I bang a chick she sounds like Ann Darrow getting finger-fucked by King Kong.”
Tommy laughed nervously as he gently sat on the sofa armrest and tried to erase the image that flooded his mind. “Well, I would challenge you on that, but after seeing your equipment, I can’t doubt it.”
“Do you realize, I can barely have sex in the house when the k**s are home anymore, because Connie’s too damn loud, even if after I stuff my drawers in her mouth.”
“Whoa, dude, too much info.”
“Well, that’s not all, and here’s the really crazy part. It’s not just ladies, guys want it too. When I take a shower, most of the guys keep their heads, down, a lot of them run out, and some just stare with jaws to the floor.” He stated as he walked back into the room totally naked and his cock nearly down to his knees.
Tommy’s mouth flew open as he lost his balance and fell butt first to the floor.
“Yeah, that’s exactly the look I was describing.” He chuckled then nodded at his friend on the floor.
“Hey dude, what the hell, why are you parading around with that flesh bazooka between your legs?”
“I’m doing this to make a point. Every time I take off my clothes, people start acting crazy, and shit, even you. Bro, you just don’t know how hard,” he snickered at the pun, “it is to have a dick this big.”
“I can’t even begin to imagine having something that big,” Tommy replied from his position on the floor, yet he never took his eyes off the massive flesh.
“You know man, sometimes, if I could, without hurting myself. I wish I could give away a few inches and live my life like a regular guy.”
“Bullshit, come on Link, guys would kill to have the thing you’ve got, myself included.”
“Well, you can have some of mine.”
“You, you can’t mean that dude, although I wish I could get something even close to that.”
“If I told you there was a way you could have a cock this big, would you do it?”
Tommy cocked his head strangely much like a dog when observing human behavior, then followed with, “If you’re serious, then my serious response would be to say,” What do I have to do?”
“Okay, the first thing you need to do is stare at it until it blocks out everything else.
It was easy to look and imagine his friend’s massive tool, simply because it was all he could think about from the time in the laundry room.
“I don’t see how this has anything to do with…”
“Shh, no talking, no thinking about anything else but this big black cock that’s only a few inches away from you. Can you smell it, Tommy? Take a deep breath, inhale the hot funky scent of a man’s dick. Yeah, it’s getting closer, it’s almost yours man.”
The effects of the alcohol weakened Tommy’s resolve as he felt drawn into his imagination that was now guided by the very persuasive black man.
“Okay Tommy boy, it’s right there, all you have to do is reach out and touch it.”
“Hey…dude, I’m not gay, why are you…”
“Shh, come on my man, be honest for at least a moment in your life. You are watching black cock porn aren’t you; tell the truth, let’s be real. I can tell whenever you look at me, all you can think about is this big black pussy smasher and you just can’t understand why God left you out of the party, and here’s the reason why. You see, there are just some men who are just more dominate and powerful than others, and there are other guys who are males, but they’re just not men and anytime they’re around a real man, they just feel submissive and there’s nothing wrong with that, other than going along with someone else’s program. You’ve been there and tried that, so try this for a change. Now, just let go, relax. No one else is here, it’s just you and me here and we’re best friends, right?”
“Yeah but…”
“No buts, stay focused. Reach out and take it. It’s right here for you. You can do it Tommy boy, put your hand out and take this big black dick. I’m offering it to you. Don’t fight it, just let…go.”
Tommy gasped as he felt his hand make contact with the warm, stiff yet baby soft texture of the man tool, then he spread his hand and gripped the powerful tool.
Seconds felt like hours as Tommy’s wall of willful resistance crumbled and his hand and gripped the semi-hard but nevertheless enormous man tool.
“Oh yeah Tommy, your hand feels so good. Why don’t you stroke it, just a little, go on man, stroke your dick.”
The crafty broad-shouldered black man stepped closer and guided the handheld cock up to Tommy’s lips.
“Hey, dude, what…what the fuck man, you’re trying to get me to give you a blowjob.” Tommy stuttered and slurred in his intoxicated state.
“I said quiet Tommy…boy, you obviously have a lot of passion for cock. Stop denying it, it’s here just for you. You will find that admission; comes through submission. It’s what you’ve always wanted. That’s why you have those pics on your computer. Now stop lying to yourself. You like the way your cock feels in your hands, don’t you? You put your hand on it without any provocation from me. Now take the next step, come on Tommy Boy, suck your dick. It’s yours.”
“But I…”
“DO IT!” Lincoln barked and immediately Tommy leaned forward and slid his tongue along the length of the big black cock.
“That’s it, yeah, that’s it, now take the next step, put it all the way inside your mouth.
As if in a trance, the youthful blonde and father of two opened his mouth and slid the monster size cock inside.
“Ahh, yes sissy, your mouth feels so good slobbering all over that dick. Tell me sissy Tommy, you like sucking it, don’t you?”
He wanted to protest but considered the fact that he had his mouth wrapped around another man’s cock, shut down any argument. Tommy tasted the salty sting of precum and groaned with satisfaction.
“Hmm, I’ll take that as yes. Damn, pussy, I can tell you really enjoy it in your mouth. You got my Johnson hard as hell. Keep sucking it faggot.”
Several times Tommy wanted to protest the derogatory names hurled at him from the owner of the big black cock in his mouth, however, he felt helpless in the face of his own desire for the taste of man-flesh. He sucked the big hard cock with a passion he didn’t think he could ever express.
“Okay little cock lover, I’m gonna baptize your mouth, throat, and stomach with my protein juice.”
Again, the stocky blonde considered a protest but there was something about this man whom he felt was superior to him, and the fact that he could please him made it so worthwhile.
Tommy relished the warm cock spewing precum and hungrily swallowed every drop and groaned with lustful delight.
“That’s it, yeah that is it. Now, admit it, admit your love for black cock faggot, go on…do it.” Lincoln growled, then palmed Tommy’s head and shoved as much of his cock inside his wet, warm mouth.
Tommy would have surely fallen backward, however, the sofa armrest prevented his fall.
Lincoln moaned lustfully as his huge cock twitched, jerked back, and fired long steady streams of his man cum down his best friend’s mouth and down into his belly.
“Yeah faggot, down the hatch. Swallow my cum, you fat cock loving whore.
Tommy’s hands flailed wildly, then finally wrapped around the massively muscular black buttocks, gripped them, and felt the deep dimples of Link’s powerfully thick ass as it clenched and aided the hard flesh that continued to gush stream after stream of sperm down Tommy’s oral-pussy.
From the moment Lincoln withdrew his slimy wet cock, Tommy pushed him further away and cried.
“Damn, damn, goddamn dude, you fucked my mouth and shot your cum down, down my throat.”
“And you loved it, didn’t you, nasty ass bitch.”
“Aww fuck man, look at what you made me do,” Tommy whined and sobbed.
“Hey…hey,” The tall black Adonis snapped as he yanked Tommy’s hair to force him to focus.
“I didn’t do anything, my man, that was all on you. Once you admit that, you’ll have more confidence and strength when you go back to your wife.”
“My wife, holy shit, Shelia, fuck man. I’m married, I have k**s, what have you done to me?”
“I’m married with k**s as well, and it’s not about them right now bro. It’s about your freedom to express yourself and enjoy what you so badly desire and what you’ve denied yourself for all these years. Admit it, you’ve always wanted to and you’re not alone. I’ve fucked a lot of sissies and made quite a few over the years. Now listen up. I think I have a way to repair your marriage and get it back on track.”
“Re…really, tell me man and I’ll do whatever it takes…anything.’ Tommy cried urgently.
“Okay then. Here’s what you need to do.” He reached down, firmly gripped the drunken blonde’s hand and pulled him to his feet, spun him around, yanked his pants down, and bent him over the sofa armrest.
“Nah, nah…nooo, wait man, what’s this got to do with me setting things right with Shelia and there’s no way in hell I can take that black b**st inside me. I’ve never gone that far before, come on Lincoln…Lincoln pleassse, pleassse don’t do this!” Tommy cried out in a panic.
“You give me this ass, and I promise, I’ll get you back in good graces with your wife.”
“But I don’t understand oh god it’s just that your dick’s too damn big, it’s gonna kill me!”
“Relax”
“But I can’t…’
“I said relax, goddamnit!” The tall black bodybuilder snapped as he slapped Tommy’s fat ass cheeks. “Don’t you punk out on me now slut. This ass is mine and there’s nothing you can do but cooperate. Here, sniff some of this.”
“What the hell is this, wait, these are poppers, holy shit, like the ones I see in those movies. You’re a fucking pro at this…ouch!”
“SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH AND DO AS I ORDERED.” Lincoln snapped as he slapped Tommy’s ass until they were red, and tears ran down his face. “Sniff this shit and accept your fate. You ain’t nothing but a black cock loving faggot, so the sooner you accept it, the sooner you can accept yourself and move on with your life. I’ve bred a lot of bitches and sissy bitches, and everyone that managed to walk away before I stuck ‘em, always came back later on their knees, and do you know what I did,” He didn’t’ wait for a response as he continued. “I dismissed them and left them to their own misery. Is that what you want Tommy boy, huh?” I’d hate to wreck our friendship, but we can never go completely back to how it was. We can only go forward as alpha and beta. Take a hit and just relax.”
“O, okay dude, what do I do, just sniff it?”
“Yeah, you can do that but it’s more effective if you close one nostril with one hand and sniff from the other, then repeat the process.
As Tommy compiled for the first time in his life, he felt his large buttocks spread open and something warm, wet, and slippery pierced his anal entrance. At first, his head spun like a top and he could barely understand what was happening to him and suddenly he was hit with a tsunami of lustful bliss.
“Holy shit Link…Lincoln damn dude, my asshole feels so, so good!”
“Yeah that’s it, sissy, let’s get this hot white-boy booty ass juicy and warmed up for this hot black meatloaf I’m about to stuff up in it.”
“Wow man, you know all the right things to say. Oooh, my ass is itching. I’ve never felt anything like…like it.”
“Oh, you’re not feeling anything yet buddy, but you’re about to. Before I stuff that hot white oven, I want you me to tell me you want, no…I want you to beg me to fuck you.”
“Holy shit man…”
“No more of that man, or dude shit, from now on, when we’re alone, it’s Big Dick Daddy, you got that, you sexy big fat ass slut, now say it, say it.”
“I want you to…aaww fuck, I want you to fuck me Big Dick Daddy…hmm yes, I want you, I need you to fuck my fat ass. I need it, please come on big dick daddy, fuck me like one of your bitches.”
“Hmm, yeah daddy likes hearing that,” Lincoln replied as he dashed over into his gym bag, snatched open and pulled out a bottle of lube, then liberally poured it over Tommy’s back. He slapped his humongous sex tool about the white ass cheeks then slid it about the unused anal entrance which sent Tommy into sissified heaven.
“Oh…oh wow big dick daddy, you got my ass on fire, oh god I can’t…I can’t…AAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHH…AAHH…AAHH…AHHHH…OOOOOO!” Tommy screamed just as the well trained Bitchmaker forced his head down into the sofa cushion and continued to pry him open inch by long, thick, hard, vascular inch.
After nearly ten minutes of slow, patience, and coercive encouragement, Lincoln managed to get his cock almost in balls deep.
“Holy shit Daddy…daddy damn, it’s soo deep, it’s soo fuckin hard, I can’t believe it, you have your big dick inside my, my asss!”
“Yeah bitch and there’s a little more to go, so I suggest you take a few more hits from that bottle. I want you to enjoy it.”
“Oh wow, it feels even bigger than it looks…my god!”
“Well, I don’t call him the foot soldier for nothing.” Lincoln snickered and then began his hard-fleshly attack on his best friends’ anal cavity.
“Ahh…ahh fuck daddy…ahh fuck…you got my ass stuffed with all that black cock!”
“You mean your black cock slut, right now this cock belongs to you and, but you are a slave to it.
Lincoln displayed his skill and craftsmanship as a true Bitchmaker, as he methodically speared his slimy wet tool in and out the fat well-lubed ass before him. He understood the ramifications if he were to go all out and hammer his new fuck toy’s hole which could easily result in a trip to the emergency ward and wreck his hole and make him walk with a noticeable limp. His cock slid in and out and filled the air with a nasty, wet, noise that mingled with the sound of his thighs as they slapped the fat ass cheeks of his bitch as he long-dicked Tommy’s ass down.
In spite of his best efforts, Tommy’s smooth, slick, and wide-open pinkish, red glory hole, twisted, pulled, clenched, and tugged at his tool and pushed him past the point of no return.
“Goddamnit…goddamnit you fat sweet ass bitch, you’re ass pussy’s…sucking the cum out my dick, goddamn!” The Goliath size bodybuilder roared as he increased his pace and thrust inside the hungry hole.
“Holy shit…holy shit…holy shit, I can feel it getting all stiff inside me, no man, no daddy don’t…shoot it inside me, that’s gonna turn…me…out!” Tommy screamed, buried his head back inside the sofa cushion, and sobbed like a baby.
“Grrr…fuck…ffuck…fuck, here…it cums…AAARRRGGGHHH, AHHHFUCK YEAH!” The Nubian sex god roared as his cock splattered his hot sperm deep in the ass pussy of his brand-new bitch.
Tommy bit down tightly into the cushion as he threw up his legs and wrapped them tightly around the back of his new daddy’s legs and the cock pumped and gushed a massive load of sperm inside his hole. Tommy lifted his head; he opened his mouth and pieces of fabric and cotton fell back down on the sofa as he cried.
“Please big dick daddy, Lincoln, please tell me you’re gonna fuck me again, please, I have to know you’re gonna fuck me again!”
“You can bet this sweet hot ass, I’m gonna fuck you again, and again, and again.”
“Thank you, daddy Lincoln, thank you for making me a bitch…your bitch, but what about Shelia, you promised to make things right with her. how are you going to do that?”
Two weeks later…
After he received a call from his wife who urgently requested, he comes home from work immediately. He felt a bit relieved that his wife seemed to get past her disdain and anger toward him for having found gay porn on his computer. Although he wasn’t sure what exactly sure what his best friend Lincoln had said on his behalf of him to his wife, all that mattered was that she seemed to forgive him.
He dashed through the front door and looked about the house and after he called her several times, he began to wonder if his wife had become the victim of foul play. Then suddenly he heard a loud noise that seemed to sound like someone in pain and it also seemed to come from upstairs.
With great urgency, the stocky blonde raced upstairs and traced the sound to his bedroom. He dashed into his bedroom and stopped in his tracks at the sight of his wife with her legs spread wide open and his giant of a friend in between her legs as he pumped his giant dick down between and inside her tight pussy.
“Holy…holy shit man, Lincoln what the fuck man. what the hell are you doing?” Tommy shouted.
For nearly a full minute the couple behaved as if neither either heard or didn’t know he was there or worse, they didn’t care at all.
“Finally, he heard his wife scream as the powerhouse black man wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her close as he blasted his hot man cum inside her traumatized pussy.
Like a petrified tree, Tommy stood at the doorway of his bedroom and watched his best friend climb off his wife and then watched her climb quickly between his legs and sucked his massive uncut cock clean.
“What the fuck man, is this how you planned to help me make up to my wife?”
“That’s about right,” Lincoln replied as he closed his eyes and enjoyed Shelia’s hot pink lipstick covered mouth as she licked and sucked about on his Jurassic cock.
“I don’t understand, will somebody please tell me what the hell is going on. Lincoln what does fucking my wife have to do with saving my marriage?” Tommy cried.
“Now this is pathetic. Hey baby,” He lightly tapped the cock-hungry housewife on her head as he stated, “This pretender of a man just watched me impale your hot pussy with a foot long cock, and shoot my load inside it and he still wants to know how to save his marriage. School this fool slut.” He snapped.
“I’d be more than happy to.” She replied as she slid off the bed.
She wore a beautiful hot pink lacy, baby doll outfit, with her shapely legs covered in white fishnet stockings. Tommy couldn’t remember if he’d ever seen his wife look so hot and sexy as she approached seductively. Her platinum blonde hair glistened in the bedroom light and she squinted her eyes as she stopped only a foot away from him.
“So, you want to save our marriage, is that it sissy; is that what you want to know. Okay, I’ll tell you, get undressed.”
“Huh, wha…why…wait…Shelia, I don’t understand.”
“Understanding is not necessary to follow an order dick lover. Now if you want to save this marriage, I suggest you get your fat ass in gear.” The sex hot housewife ordered.
Although he reluctantly complied and stripped down to his skin. His face was a beet red color as he stood before his wife and big black hunk lover, totally embarrassed and humiliated, yet Tommy’s miniature cock was as stiff as a small steel pin.
“Good girl, now that’s your daddy in that bed, right bitch?” Shelia asked.
When her husband stammered the answer, she barked. “Isn’t he stupid ass…answer me.”
“Yes,” he answered as he lowered his head in shame.
“Why the hell are you acting so pitiful pussy, we all know you’re just a bitch for black men, so own up to it and stop playing like a fake ass man.” Shelia snapped and then ordered.
“Now first, get down on your knees and suck all this hot black man’s cum out my pussy.”
Tommy complied and in nearly a minute he swallowed the hot funky man nectar, then his wife ordered. Now that we have that established, get up on that bed and suck your daddy’s big black cock.”
Tommy climbed to his feet, glanced over at Lincoln who stroked his ever-long black cock, and muttered. “…But, I don’t…oooh…OUCH!” He cried as the sexy blonde, grabbed and squeezed his nutsack tightly.
“You know how much I hate repeating myself, so this is your only chance. If you want to save this marriage, you get your fat blubbery ass in that bed and suck your daddy’s big black dick.”
“Yes ma’am.” Tommy moaned as he climbed up on the bed, then gasped as always whenever he saw his daddy’s humongous Nubian flesh spear. With his mask of pretense removed, Tommy snatched the long, thick, steel-hard flesh and immediately went into a ravishing cock-hungry attack.
“Yes, bitch suck your daddy’s cock. From now on, I’m his bitch, and your fag-ass belongs to me.”
Although Tommy heard his wife, his desire to suck that cock prevented a response until he felt a leathery like strap strike his back.
Tommy glanced back to see his wife with a 12’-inch jet-black, hi-gloss, strap-on cock. She bent down, behind his fat globes, and aimed her large fake cock right at her husband’s ass-crack.
“I think you should call out sick tomorrow babe, cause I think this is going to be a long, long, night.” Shelia declared with a devious grin.
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