Las Vegas Peepshow interracial party
Las Vegas Peepshow interracial party
As with all my stories, the only deviation from the truth is caused by my
memory. And maybe, just a little tweak to make it better for my readers.
This sucktale takes place in a Las Vegas peep show. There are much grittier peep
shows in Vegas than the ones down close to the strip where the tourists go. The locals head downtown to Main street.
Some tourists in the know go to the crisscross of filthy streets where there are three or four bookstores. But usually the only white men were locals at lunch or off work. Most of my customers were street blacks, guys who got their dicks sucked three or four times a day because they had nowhere better to be, and Mexicans. Lots of Mexicans.
How I love black and Mexican dick. I must have swallowed gallons of their hot thick cum over the years.
This particular day I was cruising in the afternoon at my favorite bookstore. The two rows of booths formed an "L" shape, with the curtained entrance at the base of the L. No one gave a rat’s ass what was going on back there, as long as the red light was on. Employees only came back to the booths to clean up the puddles of cum. And to get sucked off. They liked me because I never left any puddles to clean up. I never missed a single drop. And I sucked them off.
I had sucked off each of the three regular employees many times, as well as the owner. And the owner's nephew, who cleaned the peepshow once a day. I would suck him off in the janitor closet. He could cum harder than his uncle, which was hard to believe.
After I had swallowed a few of their loads, they started taking me in the projection room where they queued up the VCR tapes and receive their blowjob. Usually I would start out my afternoon by sucking off the cashier,
assuring his discretion and my protection from cops. Plus I also wanted to. Two of the cashiers were Mexican, both of them fat with fat dicks. They liked to fuck my mouth.
Then when I was finally sated after several hours of dick sucking I would give him one more blowjob for the road. Or his relief, if his shift had ended. Today the attendant was an old very black man with a shiny bald head surrounded by snow white kinky hair. Just like the hair around his jet black dick and balls. He was my favorite.
He hung a 'back in 15 minutes' sign on the door, took me in the projection room, dropped his pants and sat down and I dropped to my knees. He never face fucked me. He didn't have to. In seconds I was deep throating his fat, rock hard incredibly black nine inch dick, pistoning my face into his wiry white pubes. He told me he had been saving it up for me, and in just a few wonderful minutes he gently took my face in his big black hands, slid his huge dick all the way down to the balls and pumped an enormous two-day load of cum down my throat. Deep down. My lips were buried in his bush and I felt the pulsing of the underside of his cock with my tongue every time he pumped another load. Ten strong pulses this time. Even though most of it went straight down, his load was so forceful that a lot of it backed up into my mouth, so I got a good taste. Afterward I squeezed his beautiful soft cock with both hands, getting and swallowing one final mouthful of thick cum, I let him go. Reluctantly.
"Have fun." he chuckled. "And see me later. I got more in these big black balls for that hot mouth." Boy, was he right.
I took the sign off the door for him. It had only taken 10 minutes. And I already had two ounces of thick black cum in my belly. A good start.
Some strange city regulation passed a couple of years ago had caused all the peep shows in Vegas to either remove the doors of the stalls, or in this case, remove just the lower half of the door. The top half of the door latched. This was supposed to make us afraid to pull out our dicks. What a ridiculous concept. We all came in here to pull out our dicks.
And every cashier was cool with what was always going down. As long as you put a certain amount of dollars in the machine. The owner insisted on that, no matter how many blow jobs I gave. I was only good for business as long as the dollar bills kept flowing. Best deal in town. A horny guy could get a great blowjob for only two dollars, on average. And I was so grateful for what I was about to receive that after pulling out the new dick and taking possession of it with my mouth, I would feed a dollar into the machine to show him I was serious. Most guys got rock hard when I put that dollar in the machine.
What removing the doors actually did was give everyone in the peep show a view of everybody else from the waist down. Total anonymity. On any given day, you could walk into the dark peepshow section and see the bottom half of three or four men, pants down, their dicks in their hands jerking off. Or someone on their knees giving a blowjob to a total stranger. Also from the waist down. Removing the bottom half of the doors improved the cruising immensely. As long as you didn’t mind some total stranger watching you suck someone’s dick. I certainly didn't . It was good for business. And I had all the cashiers watching out for me. And the blessing of the owner, a dark scowling hairy Iranian man whose loads were enormous. One load wasn't enough for this stud. He would always shoot two huge loads in my mouth, without going soft. Afterward I would suck on him for two minutes before he finally went soft.
Anyway, stepping up to a stall where a stranger was pulling on his dick, usually just edging, you only had to pull your own dick out to join them. They were already horny. The top half of the door would be immediately unlatched. But sometimes with an obstinate stranger, I would have to duck down under the door and join him. A horny man jerking his dick will always accept a free blowjob. He doesn't care who is giving it. Once you get their dick in your mouth, they are hooked. If they didn't want to cum they wouldn't be here. And there really is no feeling like cumming in a talented stranger's mouth. I never met anyone who didn't love it. Fortunately for them there are some of us who are even more turned on by being on the receiving end of a big spurting dick.
The other way to hook up was to be in the booth, with a stranger standing outside, pants unzipped and dick out. After I drained his dick there would usually be one or two new guys outside to sidle up and take his place. I sucked dozens of dicks without ever seeing a face. But many dozens more stepped inside and latched the half-door. They wanted to see me sucking their dicks. And I loved to see their faces when I made them cum. They would sit in the flimsy plastic chair with their pants at their ankles, while I sat cross-legged on the floor, my pants removed and hanging on a hook. I felt so fucking dirty the whole time. Other strangers watching me was the biggest kick. I would be tingling. Afterward, I could wipe off my mouth and go back to rejoin my 'normal' life.
Ducking through the curtains this particular time, I stopped for a minute to let my eyes adjust to the dark. Leaning against the wall in the middle of the peepshow was a very black man in his forties, wearing a brown felt hat. It was pulled down low over his eyes, and he seemed to be just watching whatever was going on.
From time to time he would squeeze a very long bulge in his loose pants. He glanced at me and smiled, then gave me no further notice. I vowed that I would make him notice me.
I went left down the long side of the "L", and found that the eight booths were empty except for the last one on the left. There I saw a pair of dirty, faded work jeans. They were down to his ankles. Thick brown hairy tree-trunk thighs were spread wide. He was wearing old brown work boots. A hairy brown hand was slowly squeezing a FAT semi hard Mexican dick that was even darker than his hand.
Thick, black foreskin covered the head of his dick. He was not jacking off, merely watching a video and squeezing his fat dick right in the middle with a calloused workers hand. He was squeezing really hard because each time he squeezed his fat dickhead popped completely out, dark and shiny. My mouth watered for that head.
I guessed he wasn’t used to jerking off, but he was horny. That meant he was probably really backed up. I wanted more than anything to help him out with his problem. I was an expert at helping horny Mexicans. I started out at a young age relieving horny Mexican boys in my neighborhood after school. I would suck them off in my garage. They would pop so quickly I usually swallowed ten or fifteen loads in an hour. Most of them gave me two loads.
Time to step up to the plate and take what I wanted. I stood outside his stall and unzipped. My semi hard white dick flopped out and I jerked on it. No reaction. I looked over at the black man in the felt hat, and he was smirking. While I watched he took out a crack pipe and took a hit. Guess he was expecting a show. He knew my type.
I could hardly be judgmental. I myself was wired on meth, had several beers in me and a bottle of popper in my pocket. And I still had the taste of the old black cashier's cum in my mouth. I was one dirty white boy. I preferred meth to crack because it lasted much longer. And it REALLY makes you want to suck dicks. At least for me. For straight guys it made them REALLY want a blowjob. Same with crack. Nobody enjoyed one of my blowjobs more than a black man on crack. And boy did I enjoy sucking them off.
I peeked under the upper half of the door and saw a stocky Mexican man with a ragged cowboy hat. He was probably in his fifties even though his hair was long and jet black. His face was like tanned leather and deeply lined. But his thick bushy pubes were peppered with grey. His face was darker than any other part of his body except his dick and balls. They were nearly black.
He looked back at me with total indifference. All he did was slowly squeeze that fat cock HARD every few seconds, the huge dickhead popping out. He would never cum that way. I had mad skills and I felt It was my duty to help him. With great power comes great responsibility. He had a semi-hard nine inches in his big hand and the head was now completely out of the foreskin.
I was drooling.
I took a hit of popper and when the rush hit my brain I decided I was going to do whatever I wanted unless he stopped me. I slowly ducked under the door and dropped to my knees in front of him. I took another huge hit off the popper, and offered it to him. No response. He just stared at me.
I lowered my head and took his enormous purple-black dickhead into my mouth, his beefy hand still wrapped about the shaft of his cock. The huge head immediately started to swell . He reached into the pocket of his faded red and white flannel work shirt and fed a dollar into the machine, still staring at my face. Then he removed his hand from his dick, allowing me full access. I immediately slid my lips all the way down. He sighed.
My God, he was going to let me suck him off. I had just hit the jackpot. I took another dollar out of my pocket and fed it into the machine, the whole time with his entire dick in my mouth. It was going to be at least a two dollar blowjob.
I shoved my tongue into his foreskin, the popper exploding in my head. I probed around the head of his cock, then shoved my tongue into his piss hole as far as it would go. He moaned and that head swelled up like a balloon. I moaned and dove down on it.
I devoured his fat cock. The black man had come around the corner of the 'L' and was now leaning against the wall across from us.
The Mexican got rock-hard and ten inches and I buried my face in his huge hairy bush. Again and again I slid my lips over his fat dick and took him down to the balls. He grunted each time I bottomed out on his cock but continued to stare at the video. A blonde woman was sucking a huge Mexican dick just like his. I was sure he was imagining it was her mouth on his huge dick. That was fine with me. I was much better than her.
I deep throated him til the popper wore off, long rapid strokes, then caught my breath, admiring his huge dick, took another big hit and dove back down.
I now had the absolute joy of sucking the shit out of a ten inch long Mexican dick. The head was three inches across. He had grown from my attention. Another hit and another round of frenzied sucking and that was it.
He took the popper from me in a calloused hand, took two big liquid snorts and handed it back to me. I took another huge hit as well. I dove back down on his cock, knowing full well what was cumming, and he put his hands on my head, for the first time. When the popper hit, he pulled me down deep into his bush and his huge cock throbbed rhythmically.
By this time, I had an audience. The crackhead with the hat was right outside the stall, squeezing his dick, and someone else was next to him in shorts down to his chubby thighs, pulling on what looked to be a fat Japanese dick.
I really loved this place.
He had me locked in place between his legs ready to receive. The Mexican let out a grunt that I'm sure the old black man out front could hear and pumped an enormous wad down my throat, moaning as he shot his first huge load. I was officially a Mexican fleshlight once again. His first shot seemed to last for two seconds.
The tube under his dick grew to an enormous size every time he shot another supersized wad down my throat. I didn't even need to swallow; they just went straight down. He was so deep. And that huge head was plugging my throat so nothing escaped. All four of us counted twelve grunts before his body finally went slack and he released my head. I was lightheaded from lack of oxygen.
Milking his huge softening brown tube for the last of his cum was the first time I got to taste it. Thick and spicy. Yum. It was a big swallow. He had a lot of cum left in that fat brown tube. It was thick as jelly.
The Asian boy was pumping his dick furiously and the black man's bulge was halfway to his knee.
I swore I would make both of them cum in my mouth.
I would have happily sucked his softening cock for a long time, maybe even getting a second load, which happens a lot with Mexicans, but alas he only let me suck his softening cock for a full minute before gently pushing me back.
Neither one of us said a word. I immediately stood up, not wishing to intrude on his space any longer, and tucked my own dick back into my pants.
'Gracias.' I whispered.
'Nada.' he replied The boy outside left his fat dick out of his pants. I slipped the latch and exited on the Mexican, who pulled up his pants.
The boy outside was an Asian, short buzz-cut black hair and glasses. His black eyes stared at me inscrutably, revealing nothing of what he had seen. But his exposed dick told a different story. It was fat and Japanese with a huge head. I wanted his dick but I walked past him to the black man, who was now returning to the same spot where I had first seen him, facing the other four stalls in the "L".
In the last stall was another crackhead. This one was a yellow black man with freckles. What they used to call Redbone. Different. I licked my lips.
He appeared to be in his late forties, But his life on the street and the crack pipe in his hand had done quite a number on his face. And body. He was covered with freckles. all over. His hair was short and nearly orange. And he was very skinny.
Yummy. Looks like the Japanese boy would have to wait.
I could see his face because he had the door open halfway. His pants were completely off.
He was holding a bic to his crackpipe and his long limp smooth yellow sausage dangled between his legs. TWELVE FUCKING INCHES. Yellow and freckled. I wanted to suck that dick more than life itself.
He was uncut and his dickhead was still unknown territory. I intended to explore it thoroughly. His hair was orange
and so was the kinky bush between his legs. I had sucked off a few like him, and figured it was the result of a ginger white guy cumming his brains out in a hot black pussy.
The other black man looked at him, looked at me and smirked. He had seen
my uncontrollable hunger for dick, so he knew what had to happen. Another rung down the social ladder for the horny white boy. I had already sucked off a Mexican laborer. Once I took that soft freckled yellow dick in my mouth I would be at the bottom. Where I wanted to be. On my knees.
I took out my dick as I dropped to my knees in front of him.
The crackhead looked down at me and smiled.
'Suck my dick white boy. I been waitin' for a pretty white boy to suck my dick.'
"I'll suck you real good.' I whispered, sliding my lips over his dickhead and down his soft yellow shaft.
I knelt between his bony yellow knees and took that limp dick of his, all twelve skinny wonderful inches of it. He was so soft I had to cram it in. But I took every inch. I needed to take it all. My mouth was stuffed with yellow cock, my cheeks bulged to the limit.
I knew I would probably have to suck him for a long time, and was really looking forward to it. Any normal black man usually took a long time to cum, drawing out their blowjob until they couldn't take any more, but crackheads took much longer. But the payoff is worth it, believe me. Black men seem happiest when their dick is in someones mouth, preferably white. The black man in the hat had moved to just outside the stall, leaning against the wall.
The door was partially blocking his view, so I generously pushed it completely open, and rearranged our position slightly to give him a better view, sliding my lips up and down that amazing soft yellow dick. I could feel his dickhead sliding around in my mouth swelling until it felt HUGE and pulled back to take a look at it. Big and beautiful, covered with freckles. It's size was way out of proportion to his skinny shaft. I was amazed. I took a huge hit of popper, moaned and dove back down on it, out of control. Now I knew exactly what the big knob sliding back and forth in my throat would look like.
The Japanese boy was watching me close by, his dick out of his shorts, jerking a fat eight inches.
Sorry dude. You would have been next. But I gotta suck all the black guys first. That included the man in the hat.
He had been joined by a skinny, nasty looking tatted ginger redneck in a ballcap. He was jerking a long, skinny cut white dick with a beet red head that kept getting bigger. I wanted his dick too. All the dicks.
I hoped they were enjoying the show. But right now I was going to get this dick hard so I could take that big ass freckled head down my throat. I worked his limp dick with my mouth, lips and tongue, and he was very slowly swelling up like a beautiful balloon. With frequent hits of popper, I devoured the skinny crackhead's cock, both of us totally oblivious to anything but our own mutual pleasure. He accepted my popper, taking big snorts up each nostril.
Each time he hit the popper he would get thicker and harder and longer and we were both digging it and going crazy on each other but then he would get softer til the next hit. The first time his dick got rock hard I forced that huge head into my throat and took all twelve inches as far as it would go. His huge knob of a dickhead was about halfway to my stomach, I think. I could no longer feel it.
'Muthafucka'. He husked. 'Suck that nigga dick white boy. All you white boys wanna suck nigga dick.' I could see that the other black man's dick was rock hard and snaking way down his leg. He loved seeing me on my knees.
My lover was enjoying the feelings and took hit after hit of popper, his dick swelling each time and me sucking him like crazy.
He also took frequent hits from his pipe while I sucked him. This was a man who knew how to party.
The other black man was also hitting his pipe. After a very large hit, he finally unzipped his pants and out flopped out a HUGE jet black cock. He let it dangle and smiled at me. This was to be my reward.
The two other watchers were jacking each other off.
After the first few minutes, I was the one feeding dollars into the machine. One hell of a deal, I thought. I would have paid a lot more than a dollar a minute to suck this awesome dick. I didn't care if it took him an hour to cum, the experience of sliding his long yellow dick down my throat again and again and again was all I wanted. I could do it forever. I was living a fantasy.
Neither of us gave a fuck about the videos, but the owner of the store had made it clear to me that I could suck all the dick I wanted because it was good for business but the light had to be on in the booth. Money in the machine. I agreed to his terms and when I did the Iranian grunted and shot his first giant load down my throat. The first of many.
Finally, after a very long time ( I had run out of ones and had put two fives in the machine), his dick hardened and thickened like never before, and he put his hands on my head and pumped his cock down my throat with deep, irregular jerks. "Gonna cum now. Gonna fuckin cum now. "
He kept mumbling over and over how he was gonna shoot the biggest load ever in my mouth. . The other black man was now pulling on a giant soft twelve inch cock. Much thicker than the one I was sucking.
As for the other two spectators, the white trash guy with the ballcap was now on his knees with the cap turned around, vigorously sucking the beercan dick of the Japanese boy. He slammed his face into the fat asian boy's belly, again and again. The boy would grunt each time it happened.
The yellow, enormous, beautiful, freckled dickhead swelled in my throat for one final time, He yelled
'FUCKIN CUMMIN!'
He shot ten huge wads of lumpy cum down my throat at the rate of one every two seconds, grunting each time with the effort of pumping it out. No wonder. It was thick as maple syrup but much more lumpy and stringy. And it had a long way to go before it finally left his dickhead. He forced me down to the base of his cock, and I willingly let him, taking that skinny twelve inches down my throat to receive his load. His skinny legs were jerking and spasming uncontrollably each time he grunted and slowly pumped another one out. I could have cum right then, without even touching myself but then it would be over. I would lose interest, at least for a while. There were three more dicks Yet to be sucked. And the old black attendant for dessert. And sometimes the owner would drop by late in the afternoon. Much more cum to be swallowed.
I sucked him long after he went soft. No complaints from him. He would probably have been happy with getting sucked off for the rest of the afternoon, hard or not, but I had customers lined up outside. As it turned out, he would get sucked off for the rest of the afternoon, but not by me.
Stepping outside the stall, I felt no need to zip up. My eight inch white dick with the huge Mushroom head was bobbing between my legs. White trash and the Asian were back to pumping their cocks, each of them hoping they were next. They didn’t have a chance. My watcher was finally going to give me what I wanted so badly. Judging from his dick I think he was ready.
The black man with the hat was slouching against the wall, closest to me. His eyes gleamed in the darkness under the brim of his hat. It was his turn. I had demonstrated my worthiness to suck his dick. His dick was huge and rock hard, and I dropped to my knees and took his beautiful black cock all the way down.
I offered him my popper and he took it, smiling. He wanted it all. Crack, popper, blowjob and three witnesses to this white boy
sucking his huge cock. The time was right and we were having a hell of a party. My crackhead lover was pulling on his long dick, enjoying the show.
'Right on, my Man.' He mumbled. 'Nut in that white boys' mouth. He love it.'
The eyes of the two watchers’ bulged as I lovingly sucked the fat black cock, taking inch by inch in my mouth until the huge head popped into my throat and slid downward. The other crackhead wasn't going anywhere, and he moved his chair around facing us. He was naked from the waist down and pulling on that beautiful yellow dick just watching the show. The redneck was getting really turned on by this, and he spit out the fat Japanese dick and moved over to the crackhead and dropped to his knees, taking the soft yellow dick in his mouth, and started sucking him with a frenzy. The crackhead was energized by this, locking the white boy's head into place with both hands and forcing him down.
'You right where you belong, muthafucka. Suck my fuckin dick.' The white boy moaned and sucked. He was indeed where he belonged.
The Japanese boy was jerking his huge dick, the head shiny and purple. I whispered to him not to cum, because he was next. He immediately dropped his cock, and it bobbed up and down with his pulse, slowly wilting.
The black man must have gotten really worked up with my performance. After only two shared popper hits, the big black man took a hit from his pipe, reached out with both hands and slammed me down on his dick down to the balls. His huge balls.
He had twelve jet black inches and they were all the way down my throat. He was twice as thick as the other black man. He was bottomed out in my throat. His huge dickhead was so far down I could no longer feel it. His egg sized balls rose upward til they were pressing against my cheeks. And stayed there. Hard as two rocks.
And he came. And came. And came. And came some more. Rapid and forceful and thick. I felt the blast of every one
Of them. I lost count at twelve. What a powerhouse.
What I had not expected was the unearthly howls and bellowing. He announced his cum like he didn't give a fuck. Under his hat, his face was sweating and his eyes were rolled back. He had me locked to his belly and was pumping big, thick wads of cum down my throat. His load was as thick and lumpy as the other black man, but he had a lot more force behind his cumming, and the loads came much faster. Fortunately his dickhead was so far down that I didn’t even have to make an effort to swallow his cum. Thank god. I would have choked on it. His dick supplied the pumping action, sending each wad straight down to my stomach with no help from me. Cum backed up into my mouth and puffed up my cheeks. I clamped my lips down harder, determined to keep every last drop.
His howling made it sound like someone was being murdered back in the peep show. I was a little nervous, as were the two watchers. With my mouth still locked to the base of the huge throbbing black cock, trying not to miss a drop, the old black attendant walked up to us just as the last pump of cum went down my throat and the huge balls finally dropped down. My dance partner released me and his huge drooping twelve inch dong slid out of my mouth, wet and sticky. The attendant whistled at the size.
'Got you a big one.' He chuckled. 'This white boy love his big nigga dick'. The other two black men laughed and agreed.
Meanwhile the redneck had his head buried between the yellow crackhead's legs, jerking his skinny white cock so hard I thought his purple dickhead was about to explode. The attendant stood and watched the hot show for a full minute, squeezing his big dick through his pants.
'White boys sure do love that nigga dick.' The old man chucked. 'Don't forget to say hello to my dick on the way out.'
I shoved the huge wet black dick back in my mouth, not wanting it to end. The Japanese boy had wilted when the attendant walked in, his big dick dangling down the front of his pants. 'Are you in trouble?' He whispered.
I took my mouth off that beautiful dick long enough to say 'Not at all. I 'm gonna suck him off later for the second time. But I'm getting your cum next.' His dick bounced upward, the huge head swelling. He grinned.
I gave the amazing black dick a final squeeze with both hands, swallowing a last mouthful of thick cum before turning to the Japanese boy. I took his fat dick down to the balls and he gasped. He was REALLY thick but his eight inches went down easy. The huge head popped into my throat and his knees buckled. The beautiful man with the hat patted me on the head as he walked out. I heard him and the attendant laughing out front. We never changed position, my Japanese boy standing in the middle of the hall, me on my knees sucking him off. Pretty brazen.
But the action in the booth was even more wild. The crackhead was on the floor on his knees, legs spread, his back to me. I could see his tight yellow butt cheeks clenching and relaxing. He was kneeling over the redneck, his head clamped between his legs, face fucking the shit out of him and really digging it, his huge yellow cock sliding in and out between tightly stretched purple lips. The redneck wasn't nearly as talented as me, so he bucked upward and gagged each time the black man forced his cock all the way down his throat, again and again. They were both really into it. The crackhead loved gagging the white boy and did it again and again.
'You love that shit you fuckin' cracker bitch. Say you fuckin love it.' The redneck moaned each time. 'Gonna fuck that mouth all muthafuckin day. Gonna shoot my nasty loads down your throat all muthafuckin day.'
Interracial sex is absolutely the best. I loved sucking Japanese dick and I gave this boy the blowjob of his life.
I finally got him to take a hit of popper and his dick immediately got rock hard and he moaned softly and started pumping thick white ropes of cum down my throat. It tasted sweet. He was not as long as the black men but thicker, so I got to taste his huge load, swallowing each mouthful. I milked him with my mouth for the last of his cum and finally let him go, fat, wet and limp. The other two guys were still going at it, the crackhead grunting and sweating, his back to me. He was totally naked now and didn't give a fuck, his yellow freckled butt-cheeks were rock-hard, clenching and unclenching. The white boy was flat on his back, naked from the waist and helpless, his throat full of cock.
'You gonna take all my fuckin' jizz you redneck cracker bitch. This nasty ass nigga gonna shoot my nut down your muthafuckin throat all afternoon.' The white boy moaned like a bitch.
Never turn down a golden opportunity. Conveniently for me, the totally helpless white boy was laying on his back on the floor, his pants off and his long thin bone-white nine-inch dick rock hard and bouncing, the bright purple head enormous. He looked like he could use some relief. I decided to **** him.
I crouched down and took his thin nine inches all the way down, his enormous purple dickhead bulging my throat. Once I had my face buried in his sweaty orange bush, I found I could also take both his rock hard balls in my mouth as well. I hoovered the fuck out of him. He made unearthly noises while I devoured ihs cock and balls. I took short strokes at the base of his cock, keeping both purple balls in my mouth. This boy was helpless. I started biting his shaft, pulling back to stick my tongue an inch down his huge purple piss hole.
He actually squealed like a pig, or tried to, around the huge yellow dick, thrashing around on the floor as I swirled his balls around in my cheeks like big hard marbles. The additional stimulation the muffled howling of the redneck boy was putting on his dick sent the black man over the edge. He lost it.
'FUCKIN CUMMIN !' He yelled. I knew exactly what would happen next. I heard the redneck gurgling as a huge load of cum pumped slowly down his throat, thick and stringy. His young white dick exploded in my mouth like a bomb. His cum was thick as glue and I had to swallow again and again to get it down. What a rush. At the same time the long skinny black dick was pumping load after load into his taut belly.
The redneck was drained and exhausted, sweating profusely and totally spent, but the black man was just getting started. He stayed right where he was, half of his dick out of the redneck's mouth, allowing him to breathe. He was in no hurry. He had nowhere better to be for the rest of the day. Or the next day, for that matter. He took a hit off his pipe and shoved his twelve inch dick back down to the balls.
The white boy no longer jerked or gagged when the huge dick bottomed out, again and again. He was completely limp, meekly accepting his role. He may have passed out. That didn't bother the crackhead and it didn't bother me either. We weren't done using this skinny ginger boy for our pleasure. This wouldn't be the first time I sucked a load out of a sleeping or passed out stranger's dick. I kept sucking him til he got hard again and in five more minutes I was swallowing another huge load from his throbbing purple dickhead. All the while the black man kept pumping his huge dick slowly in and out of his mouth.
I pulled up my pants and wiped off my mouth. The white boy was still spread eagled on his back, with the sweating black man pushing his cock down to the balls again and again in his helpless mouth, mumbling incoherently as he slowly pumped that big dick in and out. I didn't know if the boy would survive this encounter but you can't deny he asked for it. And I had gotten my share. I had sucked off a few sleeping or passed out guys before, usually homeless guys. I loved making them cum. And if he choked on the crackheads' cum he would die happy, especially since I had sucked two loads out of him.
The old black man's face lit up with a smile when I walked in. He hung a 'back in twenty minutes' sign on the door and ushered me into the projection room. I lovingly sucked his big tasty old black dick for a good fifteen minutes, backing off and edging him til I had him gasping and cumming his brains out once again, squirming around on the chair, shooting load after huge load.
I got lucky this afternoon. Just as we were exiting the booth the owner walked in. He frowned and pointed back at the booth and I meekly entered. His big dick was already hard. He was a grim looking Iraqi man, very hairy. He always made me suck his thick circumcised nine-inch dick until he had shot two loads into me, back to back. He said two loads was his price for allowing me to use his store for my fun. I would keep sucking his awesome dick after his second cum, and would sometimes get a third load.
Best ABS ever. I think I must have swallowed a pint of cum this one afternoon.
As with all my stories, the only deviation from the truth is caused by my
memory. And maybe, just a little tweak to make it better for my readers.
This sucktale takes place in a Las Vegas peep show. There are much grittier peep
shows in Vegas than the ones down close to the strip where the tourists go. The locals head downtown to Main street.
Some tourists in the know go to the crisscross of filthy streets where there are three or four bookstores. But usually the only white men were locals at lunch or off work. Most of my customers were street blacks, guys who got their dicks sucked three or four times a day because they had nowhere better to be, and Mexicans. Lots of Mexicans.
How I love black and Mexican dick. I must have swallowed gallons of their hot thick cum over the years.
This particular day I was cruising in the afternoon at my favorite bookstore. The two rows of booths formed an "L" shape, with the curtained entrance at the base of the L. No one gave a rat’s ass what was going on back there, as long as the red light was on. Employees only came back to the booths to clean up the puddles of cum. And to get sucked off. They liked me because I never left any puddles to clean up. I never missed a single drop. And I sucked them off.
I had sucked off each of the three regular employees many times, as well as the owner. And the owner's nephew, who cleaned the peepshow once a day. I would suck him off in the janitor closet. He could cum harder than his uncle, which was hard to believe.
After I had swallowed a few of their loads, they started taking me in the projection room where they queued up the VCR tapes and receive their blowjob. Usually I would start out my afternoon by sucking off the cashier,
assuring his discretion and my protection from cops. Plus I also wanted to. Two of the cashiers were Mexican, both of them fat with fat dicks. They liked to fuck my mouth.
Then when I was finally sated after several hours of dick sucking I would give him one more blowjob for the road. Or his relief, if his shift had ended. Today the attendant was an old very black man with a shiny bald head surrounded by snow white kinky hair. Just like the hair around his jet black dick and balls. He was my favorite.
He hung a 'back in 15 minutes' sign on the door, took me in the projection room, dropped his pants and sat down and I dropped to my knees. He never face fucked me. He didn't have to. In seconds I was deep throating his fat, rock hard incredibly black nine inch dick, pistoning my face into his wiry white pubes. He told me he had been saving it up for me, and in just a few wonderful minutes he gently took my face in his big black hands, slid his huge dick all the way down to the balls and pumped an enormous two-day load of cum down my throat. Deep down. My lips were buried in his bush and I felt the pulsing of the underside of his cock with my tongue every time he pumped another load. Ten strong pulses this time. Even though most of it went straight down, his load was so forceful that a lot of it backed up into my mouth, so I got a good taste. Afterward I squeezed his beautiful soft cock with both hands, getting and swallowing one final mouthful of thick cum, I let him go. Reluctantly.
"Have fun." he chuckled. "And see me later. I got more in these big black balls for that hot mouth." Boy, was he right.
I took the sign off the door for him. It had only taken 10 minutes. And I already had two ounces of thick black cum in my belly. A good start.
Some strange city regulation passed a couple of years ago had caused all the peep shows in Vegas to either remove the doors of the stalls, or in this case, remove just the lower half of the door. The top half of the door latched. This was supposed to make us afraid to pull out our dicks. What a ridiculous concept. We all came in here to pull out our dicks.
And every cashier was cool with what was always going down. As long as you put a certain amount of dollars in the machine. The owner insisted on that, no matter how many blow jobs I gave. I was only good for business as long as the dollar bills kept flowing. Best deal in town. A horny guy could get a great blowjob for only two dollars, on average. And I was so grateful for what I was about to receive that after pulling out the new dick and taking possession of it with my mouth, I would feed a dollar into the machine to show him I was serious. Most guys got rock hard when I put that dollar in the machine.
What removing the doors actually did was give everyone in the peep show a view of everybody else from the waist down. Total anonymity. On any given day, you could walk into the dark peepshow section and see the bottom half of three or four men, pants down, their dicks in their hands jerking off. Or someone on their knees giving a blowjob to a total stranger. Also from the waist down. Removing the bottom half of the doors improved the cruising immensely. As long as you didn’t mind some total stranger watching you suck someone’s dick. I certainly didn't . It was good for business. And I had all the cashiers watching out for me. And the blessing of the owner, a dark scowling hairy Iranian man whose loads were enormous. One load wasn't enough for this stud. He would always shoot two huge loads in my mouth, without going soft. Afterward I would suck on him for two minutes before he finally went soft.
Anyway, stepping up to a stall where a stranger was pulling on his dick, usually just edging, you only had to pull your own dick out to join them. They were already horny. The top half of the door would be immediately unlatched. But sometimes with an obstinate stranger, I would have to duck down under the door and join him. A horny man jerking his dick will always accept a free blowjob. He doesn't care who is giving it. Once you get their dick in your mouth, they are hooked. If they didn't want to cum they wouldn't be here. And there really is no feeling like cumming in a talented stranger's mouth. I never met anyone who didn't love it. Fortunately for them there are some of us who are even more turned on by being on the receiving end of a big spurting dick.
The other way to hook up was to be in the booth, with a stranger standing outside, pants unzipped and dick out. After I drained his dick there would usually be one or two new guys outside to sidle up and take his place. I sucked dozens of dicks without ever seeing a face. But many dozens more stepped inside and latched the half-door. They wanted to see me sucking their dicks. And I loved to see their faces when I made them cum. They would sit in the flimsy plastic chair with their pants at their ankles, while I sat cross-legged on the floor, my pants removed and hanging on a hook. I felt so fucking dirty the whole time. Other strangers watching me was the biggest kick. I would be tingling. Afterward, I could wipe off my mouth and go back to rejoin my 'normal' life.
Ducking through the curtains this particular time, I stopped for a minute to let my eyes adjust to the dark. Leaning against the wall in the middle of the peepshow was a very black man in his forties, wearing a brown felt hat. It was pulled down low over his eyes, and he seemed to be just watching whatever was going on.
From time to time he would squeeze a very long bulge in his loose pants. He glanced at me and smiled, then gave me no further notice. I vowed that I would make him notice me.
I went left down the long side of the "L", and found that the eight booths were empty except for the last one on the left. There I saw a pair of dirty, faded work jeans. They were down to his ankles. Thick brown hairy tree-trunk thighs were spread wide. He was wearing old brown work boots. A hairy brown hand was slowly squeezing a FAT semi hard Mexican dick that was even darker than his hand.
Thick, black foreskin covered the head of his dick. He was not jacking off, merely watching a video and squeezing his fat dick right in the middle with a calloused workers hand. He was squeezing really hard because each time he squeezed his fat dickhead popped completely out, dark and shiny. My mouth watered for that head.
I guessed he wasn’t used to jerking off, but he was horny. That meant he was probably really backed up. I wanted more than anything to help him out with his problem. I was an expert at helping horny Mexicans. I started out at a young age relieving horny Mexican boys in my neighborhood after school. I would suck them off in my garage. They would pop so quickly I usually swallowed ten or fifteen loads in an hour. Most of them gave me two loads.
Time to step up to the plate and take what I wanted. I stood outside his stall and unzipped. My semi hard white dick flopped out and I jerked on it. No reaction. I looked over at the black man in the felt hat, and he was smirking. While I watched he took out a crack pipe and took a hit. Guess he was expecting a show. He knew my type.
I could hardly be judgmental. I myself was wired on meth, had several beers in me and a bottle of popper in my pocket. And I still had the taste of the old black cashier's cum in my mouth. I was one dirty white boy. I preferred meth to crack because it lasted much longer. And it REALLY makes you want to suck dicks. At least for me. For straight guys it made them REALLY want a blowjob. Same with crack. Nobody enjoyed one of my blowjobs more than a black man on crack. And boy did I enjoy sucking them off.
I peeked under the upper half of the door and saw a stocky Mexican man with a ragged cowboy hat. He was probably in his fifties even though his hair was long and jet black. His face was like tanned leather and deeply lined. But his thick bushy pubes were peppered with grey. His face was darker than any other part of his body except his dick and balls. They were nearly black.
He looked back at me with total indifference. All he did was slowly squeeze that fat cock HARD every few seconds, the huge dickhead popping out. He would never cum that way. I had mad skills and I felt It was my duty to help him. With great power comes great responsibility. He had a semi-hard nine inches in his big hand and the head was now completely out of the foreskin.
I was drooling.
I took a hit of popper and when the rush hit my brain I decided I was going to do whatever I wanted unless he stopped me. I slowly ducked under the door and dropped to my knees in front of him. I took another huge hit off the popper, and offered it to him. No response. He just stared at me.
I lowered my head and took his enormous purple-black dickhead into my mouth, his beefy hand still wrapped about the shaft of his cock. The huge head immediately started to swell . He reached into the pocket of his faded red and white flannel work shirt and fed a dollar into the machine, still staring at my face. Then he removed his hand from his dick, allowing me full access. I immediately slid my lips all the way down. He sighed.
My God, he was going to let me suck him off. I had just hit the jackpot. I took another dollar out of my pocket and fed it into the machine, the whole time with his entire dick in my mouth. It was going to be at least a two dollar blowjob.
I shoved my tongue into his foreskin, the popper exploding in my head. I probed around the head of his cock, then shoved my tongue into his piss hole as far as it would go. He moaned and that head swelled up like a balloon. I moaned and dove down on it.
I devoured his fat cock. The black man had come around the corner of the 'L' and was now leaning against the wall across from us.
The Mexican got rock-hard and ten inches and I buried my face in his huge hairy bush. Again and again I slid my lips over his fat dick and took him down to the balls. He grunted each time I bottomed out on his cock but continued to stare at the video. A blonde woman was sucking a huge Mexican dick just like his. I was sure he was imagining it was her mouth on his huge dick. That was fine with me. I was much better than her.
I deep throated him til the popper wore off, long rapid strokes, then caught my breath, admiring his huge dick, took another big hit and dove back down.
I now had the absolute joy of sucking the shit out of a ten inch long Mexican dick. The head was three inches across. He had grown from my attention. Another hit and another round of frenzied sucking and that was it.
He took the popper from me in a calloused hand, took two big liquid snorts and handed it back to me. I took another huge hit as well. I dove back down on his cock, knowing full well what was cumming, and he put his hands on my head, for the first time. When the popper hit, he pulled me down deep into his bush and his huge cock throbbed rhythmically.
By this time, I had an audience. The crackhead with the hat was right outside the stall, squeezing his dick, and someone else was next to him in shorts down to his chubby thighs, pulling on what looked to be a fat Japanese dick.
I really loved this place.
He had me locked in place between his legs ready to receive. The Mexican let out a grunt that I'm sure the old black man out front could hear and pumped an enormous wad down my throat, moaning as he shot his first huge load. I was officially a Mexican fleshlight once again. His first shot seemed to last for two seconds.
The tube under his dick grew to an enormous size every time he shot another supersized wad down my throat. I didn't even need to swallow; they just went straight down. He was so deep. And that huge head was plugging my throat so nothing escaped. All four of us counted twelve grunts before his body finally went slack and he released my head. I was lightheaded from lack of oxygen.
Milking his huge softening brown tube for the last of his cum was the first time I got to taste it. Thick and spicy. Yum. It was a big swallow. He had a lot of cum left in that fat brown tube. It was thick as jelly.
The Asian boy was pumping his dick furiously and the black man's bulge was halfway to his knee.
I swore I would make both of them cum in my mouth.
I would have happily sucked his softening cock for a long time, maybe even getting a second load, which happens a lot with Mexicans, but alas he only let me suck his softening cock for a full minute before gently pushing me back.
Neither one of us said a word. I immediately stood up, not wishing to intrude on his space any longer, and tucked my own dick back into my pants.
'Gracias.' I whispered.
'Nada.' he replied The boy outside left his fat dick out of his pants. I slipped the latch and exited on the Mexican, who pulled up his pants.
The boy outside was an Asian, short buzz-cut black hair and glasses. His black eyes stared at me inscrutably, revealing nothing of what he had seen. But his exposed dick told a different story. It was fat and Japanese with a huge head. I wanted his dick but I walked past him to the black man, who was now returning to the same spot where I had first seen him, facing the other four stalls in the "L".
In the last stall was another crackhead. This one was a yellow black man with freckles. What they used to call Redbone. Different. I licked my lips.
He appeared to be in his late forties, But his life on the street and the crack pipe in his hand had done quite a number on his face. And body. He was covered with freckles. all over. His hair was short and nearly orange. And he was very skinny.
Yummy. Looks like the Japanese boy would have to wait.
I could see his face because he had the door open halfway. His pants were completely off.
He was holding a bic to his crackpipe and his long limp smooth yellow sausage dangled between his legs. TWELVE FUCKING INCHES. Yellow and freckled. I wanted to suck that dick more than life itself.
He was uncut and his dickhead was still unknown territory. I intended to explore it thoroughly. His hair was orange
and so was the kinky bush between his legs. I had sucked off a few like him, and figured it was the result of a ginger white guy cumming his brains out in a hot black pussy.
The other black man looked at him, looked at me and smirked. He had seen
my uncontrollable hunger for dick, so he knew what had to happen. Another rung down the social ladder for the horny white boy. I had already sucked off a Mexican laborer. Once I took that soft freckled yellow dick in my mouth I would be at the bottom. Where I wanted to be. On my knees.
I took out my dick as I dropped to my knees in front of him.
The crackhead looked down at me and smiled.
'Suck my dick white boy. I been waitin' for a pretty white boy to suck my dick.'
"I'll suck you real good.' I whispered, sliding my lips over his dickhead and down his soft yellow shaft.
I knelt between his bony yellow knees and took that limp dick of his, all twelve skinny wonderful inches of it. He was so soft I had to cram it in. But I took every inch. I needed to take it all. My mouth was stuffed with yellow cock, my cheeks bulged to the limit.
I knew I would probably have to suck him for a long time, and was really looking forward to it. Any normal black man usually took a long time to cum, drawing out their blowjob until they couldn't take any more, but crackheads took much longer. But the payoff is worth it, believe me. Black men seem happiest when their dick is in someones mouth, preferably white. The black man in the hat had moved to just outside the stall, leaning against the wall.
The door was partially blocking his view, so I generously pushed it completely open, and rearranged our position slightly to give him a better view, sliding my lips up and down that amazing soft yellow dick. I could feel his dickhead sliding around in my mouth swelling until it felt HUGE and pulled back to take a look at it. Big and beautiful, covered with freckles. It's size was way out of proportion to his skinny shaft. I was amazed. I took a huge hit of popper, moaned and dove back down on it, out of control. Now I knew exactly what the big knob sliding back and forth in my throat would look like.
The Japanese boy was watching me close by, his dick out of his shorts, jerking a fat eight inches.
Sorry dude. You would have been next. But I gotta suck all the black guys first. That included the man in the hat.
He had been joined by a skinny, nasty looking tatted ginger redneck in a ballcap. He was jerking a long, skinny cut white dick with a beet red head that kept getting bigger. I wanted his dick too. All the dicks.
I hoped they were enjoying the show. But right now I was going to get this dick hard so I could take that big ass freckled head down my throat. I worked his limp dick with my mouth, lips and tongue, and he was very slowly swelling up like a beautiful balloon. With frequent hits of popper, I devoured the skinny crackhead's cock, both of us totally oblivious to anything but our own mutual pleasure. He accepted my popper, taking big snorts up each nostril.
Each time he hit the popper he would get thicker and harder and longer and we were both digging it and going crazy on each other but then he would get softer til the next hit. The first time his dick got rock hard I forced that huge head into my throat and took all twelve inches as far as it would go. His huge knob of a dickhead was about halfway to my stomach, I think. I could no longer feel it.
'Muthafucka'. He husked. 'Suck that nigga dick white boy. All you white boys wanna suck nigga dick.' I could see that the other black man's dick was rock hard and snaking way down his leg. He loved seeing me on my knees.
My lover was enjoying the feelings and took hit after hit of popper, his dick swelling each time and me sucking him like crazy.
He also took frequent hits from his pipe while I sucked him. This was a man who knew how to party.
The other black man was also hitting his pipe. After a very large hit, he finally unzipped his pants and out flopped out a HUGE jet black cock. He let it dangle and smiled at me. This was to be my reward.
The two other watchers were jacking each other off.
After the first few minutes, I was the one feeding dollars into the machine. One hell of a deal, I thought. I would have paid a lot more than a dollar a minute to suck this awesome dick. I didn't care if it took him an hour to cum, the experience of sliding his long yellow dick down my throat again and again and again was all I wanted. I could do it forever. I was living a fantasy.
Neither of us gave a fuck about the videos, but the owner of the store had made it clear to me that I could suck all the dick I wanted because it was good for business but the light had to be on in the booth. Money in the machine. I agreed to his terms and when I did the Iranian grunted and shot his first giant load down my throat. The first of many.
Finally, after a very long time ( I had run out of ones and had put two fives in the machine), his dick hardened and thickened like never before, and he put his hands on my head and pumped his cock down my throat with deep, irregular jerks. "Gonna cum now. Gonna fuckin cum now. "
He kept mumbling over and over how he was gonna shoot the biggest load ever in my mouth. . The other black man was now pulling on a giant soft twelve inch cock. Much thicker than the one I was sucking.
As for the other two spectators, the white trash guy with the ballcap was now on his knees with the cap turned around, vigorously sucking the beercan dick of the Japanese boy. He slammed his face into the fat asian boy's belly, again and again. The boy would grunt each time it happened.
The yellow, enormous, beautiful, freckled dickhead swelled in my throat for one final time, He yelled
'FUCKIN CUMMIN!'
He shot ten huge wads of lumpy cum down my throat at the rate of one every two seconds, grunting each time with the effort of pumping it out. No wonder. It was thick as maple syrup but much more lumpy and stringy. And it had a long way to go before it finally left his dickhead. He forced me down to the base of his cock, and I willingly let him, taking that skinny twelve inches down my throat to receive his load. His skinny legs were jerking and spasming uncontrollably each time he grunted and slowly pumped another one out. I could have cum right then, without even touching myself but then it would be over. I would lose interest, at least for a while. There were three more dicks Yet to be sucked. And the old black attendant for dessert. And sometimes the owner would drop by late in the afternoon. Much more cum to be swallowed.
I sucked him long after he went soft. No complaints from him. He would probably have been happy with getting sucked off for the rest of the afternoon, hard or not, but I had customers lined up outside. As it turned out, he would get sucked off for the rest of the afternoon, but not by me.
Stepping outside the stall, I felt no need to zip up. My eight inch white dick with the huge Mushroom head was bobbing between my legs. White trash and the Asian were back to pumping their cocks, each of them hoping they were next. They didn’t have a chance. My watcher was finally going to give me what I wanted so badly. Judging from his dick I think he was ready.
The black man with the hat was slouching against the wall, closest to me. His eyes gleamed in the darkness under the brim of his hat. It was his turn. I had demonstrated my worthiness to suck his dick. His dick was huge and rock hard, and I dropped to my knees and took his beautiful black cock all the way down.
I offered him my popper and he took it, smiling. He wanted it all. Crack, popper, blowjob and three witnesses to this white boy
sucking his huge cock. The time was right and we were having a hell of a party. My crackhead lover was pulling on his long dick, enjoying the show.
'Right on, my Man.' He mumbled. 'Nut in that white boys' mouth. He love it.'
The eyes of the two watchers’ bulged as I lovingly sucked the fat black cock, taking inch by inch in my mouth until the huge head popped into my throat and slid downward. The other crackhead wasn't going anywhere, and he moved his chair around facing us. He was naked from the waist down and pulling on that beautiful yellow dick just watching the show. The redneck was getting really turned on by this, and he spit out the fat Japanese dick and moved over to the crackhead and dropped to his knees, taking the soft yellow dick in his mouth, and started sucking him with a frenzy. The crackhead was energized by this, locking the white boy's head into place with both hands and forcing him down.
'You right where you belong, muthafucka. Suck my fuckin dick.' The white boy moaned and sucked. He was indeed where he belonged.
The Japanese boy was jerking his huge dick, the head shiny and purple. I whispered to him not to cum, because he was next. He immediately dropped his cock, and it bobbed up and down with his pulse, slowly wilting.
The black man must have gotten really worked up with my performance. After only two shared popper hits, the big black man took a hit from his pipe, reached out with both hands and slammed me down on his dick down to the balls. His huge balls.
He had twelve jet black inches and they were all the way down my throat. He was twice as thick as the other black man. He was bottomed out in my throat. His huge dickhead was so far down I could no longer feel it. His egg sized balls rose upward til they were pressing against my cheeks. And stayed there. Hard as two rocks.
And he came. And came. And came. And came some more. Rapid and forceful and thick. I felt the blast of every one
Of them. I lost count at twelve. What a powerhouse.
What I had not expected was the unearthly howls and bellowing. He announced his cum like he didn't give a fuck. Under his hat, his face was sweating and his eyes were rolled back. He had me locked to his belly and was pumping big, thick wads of cum down my throat. His load was as thick and lumpy as the other black man, but he had a lot more force behind his cumming, and the loads came much faster. Fortunately his dickhead was so far down that I didn’t even have to make an effort to swallow his cum. Thank god. I would have choked on it. His dick supplied the pumping action, sending each wad straight down to my stomach with no help from me. Cum backed up into my mouth and puffed up my cheeks. I clamped my lips down harder, determined to keep every last drop.
His howling made it sound like someone was being murdered back in the peep show. I was a little nervous, as were the two watchers. With my mouth still locked to the base of the huge throbbing black cock, trying not to miss a drop, the old black attendant walked up to us just as the last pump of cum went down my throat and the huge balls finally dropped down. My dance partner released me and his huge drooping twelve inch dong slid out of my mouth, wet and sticky. The attendant whistled at the size.
'Got you a big one.' He chuckled. 'This white boy love his big nigga dick'. The other two black men laughed and agreed.
Meanwhile the redneck had his head buried between the yellow crackhead's legs, jerking his skinny white cock so hard I thought his purple dickhead was about to explode. The attendant stood and watched the hot show for a full minute, squeezing his big dick through his pants.
'White boys sure do love that nigga dick.' The old man chucked. 'Don't forget to say hello to my dick on the way out.'
I shoved the huge wet black dick back in my mouth, not wanting it to end. The Japanese boy had wilted when the attendant walked in, his big dick dangling down the front of his pants. 'Are you in trouble?' He whispered.
I took my mouth off that beautiful dick long enough to say 'Not at all. I 'm gonna suck him off later for the second time. But I'm getting your cum next.' His dick bounced upward, the huge head swelling. He grinned.
I gave the amazing black dick a final squeeze with both hands, swallowing a last mouthful of thick cum before turning to the Japanese boy. I took his fat dick down to the balls and he gasped. He was REALLY thick but his eight inches went down easy. The huge head popped into my throat and his knees buckled. The beautiful man with the hat patted me on the head as he walked out. I heard him and the attendant laughing out front. We never changed position, my Japanese boy standing in the middle of the hall, me on my knees sucking him off. Pretty brazen.
But the action in the booth was even more wild. The crackhead was on the floor on his knees, legs spread, his back to me. I could see his tight yellow butt cheeks clenching and relaxing. He was kneeling over the redneck, his head clamped between his legs, face fucking the shit out of him and really digging it, his huge yellow cock sliding in and out between tightly stretched purple lips. The redneck wasn't nearly as talented as me, so he bucked upward and gagged each time the black man forced his cock all the way down his throat, again and again. They were both really into it. The crackhead loved gagging the white boy and did it again and again.
'You love that shit you fuckin' cracker bitch. Say you fuckin love it.' The redneck moaned each time. 'Gonna fuck that mouth all muthafuckin day. Gonna shoot my nasty loads down your throat all muthafuckin day.'
Interracial sex is absolutely the best. I loved sucking Japanese dick and I gave this boy the blowjob of his life.
I finally got him to take a hit of popper and his dick immediately got rock hard and he moaned softly and started pumping thick white ropes of cum down my throat. It tasted sweet. He was not as long as the black men but thicker, so I got to taste his huge load, swallowing each mouthful. I milked him with my mouth for the last of his cum and finally let him go, fat, wet and limp. The other two guys were still going at it, the crackhead grunting and sweating, his back to me. He was totally naked now and didn't give a fuck, his yellow freckled butt-cheeks were rock-hard, clenching and unclenching. The white boy was flat on his back, naked from the waist and helpless, his throat full of cock.
'You gonna take all my fuckin' jizz you redneck cracker bitch. This nasty ass nigga gonna shoot my nut down your muthafuckin throat all afternoon.' The white boy moaned like a bitch.
Never turn down a golden opportunity. Conveniently for me, the totally helpless white boy was laying on his back on the floor, his pants off and his long thin bone-white nine-inch dick rock hard and bouncing, the bright purple head enormous. He looked like he could use some relief. I decided to **** him.
I crouched down and took his thin nine inches all the way down, his enormous purple dickhead bulging my throat. Once I had my face buried in his sweaty orange bush, I found I could also take both his rock hard balls in my mouth as well. I hoovered the fuck out of him. He made unearthly noises while I devoured ihs cock and balls. I took short strokes at the base of his cock, keeping both purple balls in my mouth. This boy was helpless. I started biting his shaft, pulling back to stick my tongue an inch down his huge purple piss hole.
He actually squealed like a pig, or tried to, around the huge yellow dick, thrashing around on the floor as I swirled his balls around in my cheeks like big hard marbles. The additional stimulation the muffled howling of the redneck boy was putting on his dick sent the black man over the edge. He lost it.
'FUCKIN CUMMIN !' He yelled. I knew exactly what would happen next. I heard the redneck gurgling as a huge load of cum pumped slowly down his throat, thick and stringy. His young white dick exploded in my mouth like a bomb. His cum was thick as glue and I had to swallow again and again to get it down. What a rush. At the same time the long skinny black dick was pumping load after load into his taut belly.
The redneck was drained and exhausted, sweating profusely and totally spent, but the black man was just getting started. He stayed right where he was, half of his dick out of the redneck's mouth, allowing him to breathe. He was in no hurry. He had nowhere better to be for the rest of the day. Or the next day, for that matter. He took a hit off his pipe and shoved his twelve inch dick back down to the balls.
The white boy no longer jerked or gagged when the huge dick bottomed out, again and again. He was completely limp, meekly accepting his role. He may have passed out. That didn't bother the crackhead and it didn't bother me either. We weren't done using this skinny ginger boy for our pleasure. This wouldn't be the first time I sucked a load out of a sleeping or passed out stranger's dick. I kept sucking him til he got hard again and in five more minutes I was swallowing another huge load from his throbbing purple dickhead. All the while the black man kept pumping his huge dick slowly in and out of his mouth.
I pulled up my pants and wiped off my mouth. The white boy was still spread eagled on his back, with the sweating black man pushing his cock down to the balls again and again in his helpless mouth, mumbling incoherently as he slowly pumped that big dick in and out. I didn't know if the boy would survive this encounter but you can't deny he asked for it. And I had gotten my share. I had sucked off a few sleeping or passed out guys before, usually homeless guys. I loved making them cum. And if he choked on the crackheads' cum he would die happy, especially since I had sucked two loads out of him.
The old black man's face lit up with a smile when I walked in. He hung a 'back in twenty minutes' sign on the door and ushered me into the projection room. I lovingly sucked his big tasty old black dick for a good fifteen minutes, backing off and edging him til I had him gasping and cumming his brains out once again, squirming around on the chair, shooting load after huge load.
I got lucky this afternoon. Just as we were exiting the booth the owner walked in. He frowned and pointed back at the booth and I meekly entered. His big dick was already hard. He was a grim looking Iraqi man, very hairy. He always made me suck his thick circumcised nine-inch dick until he had shot two loads into me, back to back. He said two loads was his price for allowing me to use his store for my fun. I would keep sucking his awesome dick after his second cum, and would sometimes get a third load.
Best ABS ever. I think I must have swallowed a pint of cum this one afternoon.
5 years ago