San Francisco Greyhound bus station bbc whore
Quite a while ago, when Greyhound was how a lot of people got around, the downtown bus station was huge, and the underground restroom was also huge. And nasty. Don't get me wrong. It was very clean, but nasty things happened there. There were ten stalls, and ten urinals. The urinals nearly always had at least three or four long jet-black dicks dangling in front of them. Not pissing. Just dangling.
The black men downtown found this a good place to take a piss and, if they felt like it, get a blowjob. They always felt like it. I never found a black man who didn't want a blowjob. Most of them wanted the blowjob right after they pissed. Hardly any white men came down here. Maybe they were afraid. Not me. You can always suck out a man's aggression just by giving him a blowjob. And black men are grateful for a good blowjob, bless their hearts. And pumping cum into the mouth of a young white sailor boy was a real treat, instead of the old trolls they usually had to settle for. And I really enjoyed my work and was very good at it.
A lot of homeless people came down here to piss and after checking me out they would wash their nasty dicks in the sink and offer them to me. They were nasty but at least their dicks were clean. There were sometimes other white guys sitting in the stalls hungering for a big black dick, but I never saw them. I could snag as many as I wanted with relative ease. After years of catching and sucking strange dicks in men's rooms, I was very good at it. Nothing I loved more than sucking off a total stranger. And it's so much easier then their dicks are hanging out.
The stalls had heavy wooden doors, with believe it or not, a 12x12 inch square hole cut right at the level of your dick when you were sitting down. A rusty mesh grill covered the hole so no fun could take place. I guess the assumption was that no one in the stalls would jerk off with their dicks in full view of people outside the stall. It didn’t work very well. Looking at dicks went both ways. I could easily bend down a little and focus in on the crotch of whoever was outside. More often than not there would be a huge soft black dick dangling down, only three feet away. These black Gods would parade around the huge restroom with their elephant dicks hanging out of their pants, taking on all comers. They were fishing for hungry white boys, and they had the right bait.
How it worked was that a black man at the urinals with his soft dick dangling down anywhere from 9 to 12 inches, would walk across the length of the stalls, looking through the grills. I would be there with my white thighs spread, my dick dangling limp between my legs. Young and white. Just the way they liked them.
The black man would stop and squeeze his dick, staring at mine. Mine would shoot straight up between my legs and I would start jerking off. It was as easy as that. Big thanks to the city planners for coming up with that little window. This was the easiest cruising I had ever enjoyed. And boy did I enjoy it. So did all the black street people and homeless I sucked off and swallowed.
Sucking anyone off in this huge basement bathroom was not a good idea, not that I didn't do it all the time. I loved opening the door and sucking a huge black dick with six other black men watching. When my current catch was finished pumping an enormous load down my throat I would be surrounded by more black dicks. Sometimes in the wee hours of the morning when I was pulling an all-nighter and the buses had stopped running long ago, someone would volunteer to stand at the bottom of the stairs to keep watch (after he had shot his load in my mouth, of course) and I would come out into the center of the restroom, take off my clothes and get down on my knees, using them for a pillow.
Sucking the first black dick that was fed to me, I would be surrounded by as many as ten other big black dicks, all dangling down soft and beautiful, waiting for their turn. They would pass around joints and snort coke and were happy to share with me, as it really increased my performance. If you haven't snorted a line of coke off a big black cock, you haven't lived. They loved seeing me do that.
They would pump load after load of thick, stringy cum down my sucking throat. The black guy on watch would intimidate any white guy who came along, just by a fierce stare. Any black guy, whether they knew him or not, would be admitted. They always stayed for a blowjob from the crazy young white boy.
There were two 'security guards', both old, fat and white, who actually did take a look around the bathroom once in a while, usually when most of the blacks were elsewhere. It was my policy to cruise any security guard at the restrooms where I hung out, just for added security for myself. I cruised both of them, standing at a urinal with my cock out when one of them came in to piss. Within two weeks after achieving my goal, my first stop each evening would be to the tiny little office allocated to 'Security', also deep in the basement with the restroom. Both guards were in their 60's, very fat and ugly. Their dicks were also fat and ugly. I happily sucked my first load for the night out of whoever was on shift. They would be waiting for me at their desk with their dicks out. From the size of their loads I knew they were saving it up for me. Yummy. After that, they ceased their rounds of the restroom altogether.
I prefer to suck black and Mexican dick because of my racist parents, but truth be told, white dick is pretty fucking good too. Their dicks throb like crazy when they cum and their loads are huge. I enjoy sucking white guys off. Especially old ones.
Sometimes I would take my new black dick out the back door, up the dark stairs and right around the back of the building, where there was a tiny little parking area. My friends would leave the door wedged open so I could get back in. There was a dumpster enclosed in a concrete alcove, shielded from the street. The parking lot never had anyone there at night. No cars either. Probably afraid of all these black men wandering around. Not me.
I would bring dick after dick after wonderful dick to the same place, to the far side of the dumpster. My newest catch would lean back against the cinder-block wall in the light of a filthy light bulb and I would be on my knees, devouring his huge soft cock. I loved to feel them growing hard in my mouth, knowing I was making them hard. And making them cum.
The ranged from young to younger. I didn't check for IDs. Hairless boys with huge rock-hard dicks would cum in 60 seconds, blowing my head off without warning. And would be back for seconds an hour later, blowing my head off again.
Old and very old . Seventy year-old men with jet black skin and snow-white hair who never got completely hard until they were ready to cum. Finally they would give me a long slow pulsing load as thick as jelly. Mouthfuls. And every age in between but always black. And always big.
I lured them all to my spot. I would drain at least ten of them to the last drop in one night, hooking up the same way and taking them back to the dumpster. I was running an assembly line and all the black guys participated. Hundreds of hot fucking loads. All the guys in the restroom would take a turn. After a while they made it easier for me. As soon as I swallowed a load and the guy staggered off, holding his dick, another would take his place is less than five minutes. This really speeded things up.
I never knew there was a security guard in the parking lot until one night after I had drained a skinny black boy til his knees went weak and he wobbled off, his ten-inch dick dangling between his legs. After he left this HUGE middle aged white man in a gray uniform came rushing out of the dark with a giant bulge in his pants. Not part of Greyhound security. I had sucked off five other black dicks before this. He was at least six-four and about two-fifty. No wonder being a white security guard in this area didn't bother him.
'I'm so horny I can't take it no more.' He said. He stepped up to me and dropped his pants. His fat, milky-white dick was enormous, and rock hard.
' I watched you suck all six of those black dicks, take every one of those nasty dicks down to the balls, and suck them fucking dry. Now you're gonna suck me dry.'
Out of the corner of my eye I saw a homeless black man come around the corner, do a double-take and disappear. I would have to square things with my friends in the restroom to get the pipeline moving again.
I dropped down to my knees in front of him. He had a twelve-inch whopper of a dick, beer can thick with a huge purple head. He was cut and his head looked very weather beaten. It had seen a lot of miles, pussy and mouth. I wanted that head down my throat more than anything.
I really had to stretch my mouth to take in that big knob, and as soon as I had my fill of tasting it and swirling my tongue around it, I took his huge dick slowly down to the balls. His balls were wonders in themselves, fully matching his huge size. As big as tangerines. This was one big guy, and I wanted his big load.
'Holy shit!' He gasped. 'No one ever took my whole fuckin dick down their throat before. You're the best.'
I started taking deep, slow strokes on his huge white dick, coming up for air every so often and sticking my tongue as far as it would go in his big gaping piss-hole.
'Oh shit... Oh fuck' He would gasp each time I buried my tongue in his dick. I increased the speed of my strokes and made them longer, coming up til just his head was in my mouth. I was not about to release that giant head til I was done with it. I attacked his pisshole with my tongue on each up stroke. His thighs were as thick as my waist, and I wrapped my arms around them and squeezed his huge ass cheeks. I loved sucking off security guards. And he was much better than the other two guys.
'I'm gonna cum baby.' He husked. 'Get ready for it. It's gonna be big. Gonna be huge. You're gonna fucking love it .' He moaned.
I believed him. Pistoning my mouth on his steel-hard dick, I felt him throb. I took his first load with my lips halfway up his dick, so I could taste it. Oh my god. That was a mistake.
I had a three-inch thick fire hose in my mouth pressurized to 50 psi. He blew out my cheeks like balloons. I felt a huge explosion of cum hit my stomach, to mingle with all the black sperm I had already swallowed. Nothing escaped, my lips were stretched so tightly around his beer can cock.
'Ohhh shit... Ohhh fuck.....'
He moaned and groaned as he pumped load after load of thick cum. Each load would arrive in my throat about a second after his ass cheeks clenched and went rock hard. It took that long for his balls and prostate to prepare a massive volley to pump down my tight throat. My lips were clamped around the base of his cock, each clench of his ass and throb of his dick sending another load straight down my throat. His ass-cheeks were as hard as iron. So was my dick. It was shooting cum all over the place.
All good things have to end. I have no idea how much of his thick slimy cum I swallowed, but it felt like a quart. I could see his balls were a lot smaller. It was a shame he had to hold that much cum without any release.
I finally released his huge, soft dick, watching it flop down in front of my face. I told him I'd suck him off any time he wanted, for as long as he wanted. I loved his dick.
But that didn't stop me from going back to the restroom and cruising five more prime black dicks. Hey, I had a quota. But after he watched that show I had to suck my guard off one more time before I left. I did feel extra stuffed when I finally caught a bus back to the ship.
The very next time I visited the restroom, sucked off the old fat security guards' eight inch dick, and lured a big black dick around to the dumpster, I found an old soft chair and an old, very thick rug in front of the chair next to the dumpster. My current catch was an old, very skinny, very black man with a shiny bald head ringed by white hair. As white as the hair around his big dick. He was very appreciative of the opportunity to sit down and get comfortable and I took my time with him. His old dick was huge, shiny and jet-black. I made him cum so hard his legs were spasming for a full minute afterward as I milked his softening cock for more and more cum. You can really drain those balls if you know what you're doing. I like my guys dry when they walk away.
As soon as he left, my benefactor showed up out of the dark. Hard once again. Every time I ever saw him he was hard. Duh.
'Jeez, that old guy's dick was a foot long. He was black as the Ace of Spades. That was fuckin' hot.' Sorry for the language but this was the seventies.
'Not as hot as your big ass white dick! He didn't have a beer can. Get in the chair.' I said. I thanked him as sincerely as anyone can thank someone else, for the chair and the soft rug, draining him to the last drop. He staggered as he walked away.
After that, I would end up sucking off my new best friend twice every evening. Some nights when I had permission to sleep off the ship, I would go home with my BFF and tuck him in with a blowjob. At least twice during the night I would suck his fat dick, not caring if he was awake or not, but I always made him cum. Sometimes in his sleep. Hey, I'm good. He would wake up complaining that his balls ached, and I would grin and tell him he had cum in my mouth twice while he was sound asleep.
And of course a final blowjob in the morning to soften the morning wood, whether his balls ached or not.
But most of the time, after I was sloshing with cum, I would catch a bus back to the ship and hook up with a big, black Chief Bosun's Mate who would be waiting for me. He was the ship's Chief Master-at-Arms, which meant he had the power of life or death over us lowly sailors. But I cruised him and now I had the power of life or death over his huge black dick. No one would ever guess that this stocky middle-aged black man had the biggest dick I had ever seen. The first time I ever sucked him off he was bug-eyed when he saw me take that last inch and slam my face into his salt-and-pepper pubes. After that I never had to fear the boogie man again.
We would go to his tiny little office and he would sit in his chair while I buried my face between his huge black thighs and sucked him off to an enormous, forceful cum, his big black hands gently holding my head down to the base of his dick while I gurgled and swallowed, looking up at his smiling face. My favorite load of the night. And on the infrequent times we got underway, I would report to his office promptly, twice a day, and perform daily maintenance on his huge cock and balls.
The black men downtown found this a good place to take a piss and, if they felt like it, get a blowjob. They always felt like it. I never found a black man who didn't want a blowjob. Most of them wanted the blowjob right after they pissed. Hardly any white men came down here. Maybe they were afraid. Not me. You can always suck out a man's aggression just by giving him a blowjob. And black men are grateful for a good blowjob, bless their hearts. And pumping cum into the mouth of a young white sailor boy was a real treat, instead of the old trolls they usually had to settle for. And I really enjoyed my work and was very good at it.
A lot of homeless people came down here to piss and after checking me out they would wash their nasty dicks in the sink and offer them to me. They were nasty but at least their dicks were clean. There were sometimes other white guys sitting in the stalls hungering for a big black dick, but I never saw them. I could snag as many as I wanted with relative ease. After years of catching and sucking strange dicks in men's rooms, I was very good at it. Nothing I loved more than sucking off a total stranger. And it's so much easier then their dicks are hanging out.
The stalls had heavy wooden doors, with believe it or not, a 12x12 inch square hole cut right at the level of your dick when you were sitting down. A rusty mesh grill covered the hole so no fun could take place. I guess the assumption was that no one in the stalls would jerk off with their dicks in full view of people outside the stall. It didn’t work very well. Looking at dicks went both ways. I could easily bend down a little and focus in on the crotch of whoever was outside. More often than not there would be a huge soft black dick dangling down, only three feet away. These black Gods would parade around the huge restroom with their elephant dicks hanging out of their pants, taking on all comers. They were fishing for hungry white boys, and they had the right bait.
How it worked was that a black man at the urinals with his soft dick dangling down anywhere from 9 to 12 inches, would walk across the length of the stalls, looking through the grills. I would be there with my white thighs spread, my dick dangling limp between my legs. Young and white. Just the way they liked them.
The black man would stop and squeeze his dick, staring at mine. Mine would shoot straight up between my legs and I would start jerking off. It was as easy as that. Big thanks to the city planners for coming up with that little window. This was the easiest cruising I had ever enjoyed. And boy did I enjoy it. So did all the black street people and homeless I sucked off and swallowed.
Sucking anyone off in this huge basement bathroom was not a good idea, not that I didn't do it all the time. I loved opening the door and sucking a huge black dick with six other black men watching. When my current catch was finished pumping an enormous load down my throat I would be surrounded by more black dicks. Sometimes in the wee hours of the morning when I was pulling an all-nighter and the buses had stopped running long ago, someone would volunteer to stand at the bottom of the stairs to keep watch (after he had shot his load in my mouth, of course) and I would come out into the center of the restroom, take off my clothes and get down on my knees, using them for a pillow.
Sucking the first black dick that was fed to me, I would be surrounded by as many as ten other big black dicks, all dangling down soft and beautiful, waiting for their turn. They would pass around joints and snort coke and were happy to share with me, as it really increased my performance. If you haven't snorted a line of coke off a big black cock, you haven't lived. They loved seeing me do that.
They would pump load after load of thick, stringy cum down my sucking throat. The black guy on watch would intimidate any white guy who came along, just by a fierce stare. Any black guy, whether they knew him or not, would be admitted. They always stayed for a blowjob from the crazy young white boy.
There were two 'security guards', both old, fat and white, who actually did take a look around the bathroom once in a while, usually when most of the blacks were elsewhere. It was my policy to cruise any security guard at the restrooms where I hung out, just for added security for myself. I cruised both of them, standing at a urinal with my cock out when one of them came in to piss. Within two weeks after achieving my goal, my first stop each evening would be to the tiny little office allocated to 'Security', also deep in the basement with the restroom. Both guards were in their 60's, very fat and ugly. Their dicks were also fat and ugly. I happily sucked my first load for the night out of whoever was on shift. They would be waiting for me at their desk with their dicks out. From the size of their loads I knew they were saving it up for me. Yummy. After that, they ceased their rounds of the restroom altogether.
I prefer to suck black and Mexican dick because of my racist parents, but truth be told, white dick is pretty fucking good too. Their dicks throb like crazy when they cum and their loads are huge. I enjoy sucking white guys off. Especially old ones.
Sometimes I would take my new black dick out the back door, up the dark stairs and right around the back of the building, where there was a tiny little parking area. My friends would leave the door wedged open so I could get back in. There was a dumpster enclosed in a concrete alcove, shielded from the street. The parking lot never had anyone there at night. No cars either. Probably afraid of all these black men wandering around. Not me.
I would bring dick after dick after wonderful dick to the same place, to the far side of the dumpster. My newest catch would lean back against the cinder-block wall in the light of a filthy light bulb and I would be on my knees, devouring his huge soft cock. I loved to feel them growing hard in my mouth, knowing I was making them hard. And making them cum.
The ranged from young to younger. I didn't check for IDs. Hairless boys with huge rock-hard dicks would cum in 60 seconds, blowing my head off without warning. And would be back for seconds an hour later, blowing my head off again.
Old and very old . Seventy year-old men with jet black skin and snow-white hair who never got completely hard until they were ready to cum. Finally they would give me a long slow pulsing load as thick as jelly. Mouthfuls. And every age in between but always black. And always big.
I lured them all to my spot. I would drain at least ten of them to the last drop in one night, hooking up the same way and taking them back to the dumpster. I was running an assembly line and all the black guys participated. Hundreds of hot fucking loads. All the guys in the restroom would take a turn. After a while they made it easier for me. As soon as I swallowed a load and the guy staggered off, holding his dick, another would take his place is less than five minutes. This really speeded things up.
I never knew there was a security guard in the parking lot until one night after I had drained a skinny black boy til his knees went weak and he wobbled off, his ten-inch dick dangling between his legs. After he left this HUGE middle aged white man in a gray uniform came rushing out of the dark with a giant bulge in his pants. Not part of Greyhound security. I had sucked off five other black dicks before this. He was at least six-four and about two-fifty. No wonder being a white security guard in this area didn't bother him.
'I'm so horny I can't take it no more.' He said. He stepped up to me and dropped his pants. His fat, milky-white dick was enormous, and rock hard.
' I watched you suck all six of those black dicks, take every one of those nasty dicks down to the balls, and suck them fucking dry. Now you're gonna suck me dry.'
Out of the corner of my eye I saw a homeless black man come around the corner, do a double-take and disappear. I would have to square things with my friends in the restroom to get the pipeline moving again.
I dropped down to my knees in front of him. He had a twelve-inch whopper of a dick, beer can thick with a huge purple head. He was cut and his head looked very weather beaten. It had seen a lot of miles, pussy and mouth. I wanted that head down my throat more than anything.
I really had to stretch my mouth to take in that big knob, and as soon as I had my fill of tasting it and swirling my tongue around it, I took his huge dick slowly down to the balls. His balls were wonders in themselves, fully matching his huge size. As big as tangerines. This was one big guy, and I wanted his big load.
'Holy shit!' He gasped. 'No one ever took my whole fuckin dick down their throat before. You're the best.'
I started taking deep, slow strokes on his huge white dick, coming up for air every so often and sticking my tongue as far as it would go in his big gaping piss-hole.
'Oh shit... Oh fuck' He would gasp each time I buried my tongue in his dick. I increased the speed of my strokes and made them longer, coming up til just his head was in my mouth. I was not about to release that giant head til I was done with it. I attacked his pisshole with my tongue on each up stroke. His thighs were as thick as my waist, and I wrapped my arms around them and squeezed his huge ass cheeks. I loved sucking off security guards. And he was much better than the other two guys.
'I'm gonna cum baby.' He husked. 'Get ready for it. It's gonna be big. Gonna be huge. You're gonna fucking love it .' He moaned.
I believed him. Pistoning my mouth on his steel-hard dick, I felt him throb. I took his first load with my lips halfway up his dick, so I could taste it. Oh my god. That was a mistake.
I had a three-inch thick fire hose in my mouth pressurized to 50 psi. He blew out my cheeks like balloons. I felt a huge explosion of cum hit my stomach, to mingle with all the black sperm I had already swallowed. Nothing escaped, my lips were stretched so tightly around his beer can cock.
'Ohhh shit... Ohhh fuck.....'
He moaned and groaned as he pumped load after load of thick cum. Each load would arrive in my throat about a second after his ass cheeks clenched and went rock hard. It took that long for his balls and prostate to prepare a massive volley to pump down my tight throat. My lips were clamped around the base of his cock, each clench of his ass and throb of his dick sending another load straight down my throat. His ass-cheeks were as hard as iron. So was my dick. It was shooting cum all over the place.
All good things have to end. I have no idea how much of his thick slimy cum I swallowed, but it felt like a quart. I could see his balls were a lot smaller. It was a shame he had to hold that much cum without any release.
I finally released his huge, soft dick, watching it flop down in front of my face. I told him I'd suck him off any time he wanted, for as long as he wanted. I loved his dick.
But that didn't stop me from going back to the restroom and cruising five more prime black dicks. Hey, I had a quota. But after he watched that show I had to suck my guard off one more time before I left. I did feel extra stuffed when I finally caught a bus back to the ship.
The very next time I visited the restroom, sucked off the old fat security guards' eight inch dick, and lured a big black dick around to the dumpster, I found an old soft chair and an old, very thick rug in front of the chair next to the dumpster. My current catch was an old, very skinny, very black man with a shiny bald head ringed by white hair. As white as the hair around his big dick. He was very appreciative of the opportunity to sit down and get comfortable and I took my time with him. His old dick was huge, shiny and jet-black. I made him cum so hard his legs were spasming for a full minute afterward as I milked his softening cock for more and more cum. You can really drain those balls if you know what you're doing. I like my guys dry when they walk away.
As soon as he left, my benefactor showed up out of the dark. Hard once again. Every time I ever saw him he was hard. Duh.
'Jeez, that old guy's dick was a foot long. He was black as the Ace of Spades. That was fuckin' hot.' Sorry for the language but this was the seventies.
'Not as hot as your big ass white dick! He didn't have a beer can. Get in the chair.' I said. I thanked him as sincerely as anyone can thank someone else, for the chair and the soft rug, draining him to the last drop. He staggered as he walked away.
After that, I would end up sucking off my new best friend twice every evening. Some nights when I had permission to sleep off the ship, I would go home with my BFF and tuck him in with a blowjob. At least twice during the night I would suck his fat dick, not caring if he was awake or not, but I always made him cum. Sometimes in his sleep. Hey, I'm good. He would wake up complaining that his balls ached, and I would grin and tell him he had cum in my mouth twice while he was sound asleep.
And of course a final blowjob in the morning to soften the morning wood, whether his balls ached or not.
But most of the time, after I was sloshing with cum, I would catch a bus back to the ship and hook up with a big, black Chief Bosun's Mate who would be waiting for me. He was the ship's Chief Master-at-Arms, which meant he had the power of life or death over us lowly sailors. But I cruised him and now I had the power of life or death over his huge black dick. No one would ever guess that this stocky middle-aged black man had the biggest dick I had ever seen. The first time I ever sucked him off he was bug-eyed when he saw me take that last inch and slam my face into his salt-and-pepper pubes. After that I never had to fear the boogie man again.
We would go to his tiny little office and he would sit in his chair while I buried my face between his huge black thighs and sucked him off to an enormous, forceful cum, his big black hands gently holding my head down to the base of his dick while I gurgled and swallowed, looking up at his smiling face. My favorite load of the night. And on the infrequent times we got underway, I would report to his office promptly, twice a day, and perform daily maintenance on his huge cock and balls.
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