Date: Fri, 13 May 2016 05:49:22 +0000 (UTC)
From: jbalancier9@yahoo.com
Subject: Winning Chocolate  Part 4

Winning Chocolate                                                                                  Jbalancier9@yahoo.com

Part 4

Laura woke up earlier than usual the following morning.  The town was
cutting a fallen tree and the sound of chain saws echoed through the open
window. It wasn't a disturbing factor because she was about to get up
anyway. She had plans with Madge to go house hunting.

I had the day off from work due to a subcontractor that wasn't able to show
up. Everything was ready for them on the jobsite, but there was a one day's
delay, which meant I wasn't needed this morning. And that really felt nice
for a change.

"You might as well stay in bed Scott for another hour, since you're not
expected at work" Laura said to me.

"Yeah, I should do that, only I have to locate special stone that a buyer
requested. There are some places I should check out. I probably should get
going too." I said

"I thought that was for later." She inquired

"It is for later, but the quicker I find and order it, the safer it will
be."

"I was going to have cereal this morning, but since you're up I'll fix you
breakfast. I have time."

"No, don't worry about it - I can find something."  I replied

"Okay"

Laura had eaten breakfast and was about to go next door to meet with
Madge. She dressed nicely in a bright color blazer with light grey pants.
Color works for Laura and brings out certain energy where she glows around
people. Not that she needs energy. She lathers with get-up-and-go, and is a
very pretty lady.  Okay, I'll admit it – we are a good looking couple
and our kids reflect that.

Moments later, she and Madge pulled out of the driveway, went around the
corner and disappeared down the street.

Eddie was scheduled for an advertising meeting with executives and left
about 20 minutes before Madge and Laura.

I was still lying in bed. My cock was hard and my hand found it like a lost
treasure.  I kicked the sheet off from me and stretched out naked looking
at the ceiling and airing my balls.

I hadn't cum in the last three days and my dick thought my hand must be
broken. But I had a good reason for saving it.  Only now with everybody
gone, I was perplexed but hopeful. I wanted Eddie today – I just didn't
know how to go about it.


After putting in an agonizing week on the job, I should be too dog-tired to
be thinking about sex, but that never happens.  All I wanted was a change
of scene and getting away from lumber, concrete and machinery. And thanks
to the subcontractors delay, I got a day off.

Eddie was what I wanted, and everything else seemed to fade away. That
sounds kind of weird for a family man, but weird is a choice, and it was
okay with me. That's what I was thinking while drying myself off with a new
king size bath towels.

I walked naked across the room to pick up my phone. I got a text from
Eddie. His meeting didn't last as long as planned so he contacted me.

"You home?"

"Yup, naked and all by my lonesome" I replied

"Gotta keep my promise." He said

"Yeah, you do." I answered

"Be home in twenty – come on over"

"I'm not dressed." I shot back

"Well, put your freakin pants on bro.  It's not hard, one leg at a time."

"Very funny, I should stand you up and stay here." I said

"Fat chance doin that" he replied

"I know" I said

Eddie knew there was no way in hell that I would turn down getting him in
the sack. It was all I thought about for the last three days. We were bros
and liked sparing back and forth with words. When it came to the real
thing, we were bonded by physical attraction and sexual release.

I put on shorts and a tee shirt. No under wear. Why bother. I began
checking sources for stone on the computer. Time moved faster than I
realized. Eddie was already back home. I finished what I was doing on the
computer and went next door.

Like I always do – I went in through the open garage and into the
kitchen.  Eddie stood there naked with only a clean white jock on. He was
in the doorway to the living room with one hand raised on the door
frame. His cock and balls were straining against the fabric to break
free. Eddie was a 6 ft. black man with a nonstop body, with no fat
anywhere. His face was movie quality with a close shaven beard that only
added to the characteristics of the man. And his smile, no kidding
around. His teeth were perfect.

`Wanna wrestle?" he asked

"Hell no – I'm not wasting time getting what I've already got." I told
him

Eddie turned around and went into the living room where he had a comforter
spread out on the carpet.

I followed him pulling off my tee shirt as I moved.  My shorts came next
and by the time we got on the comforter I was stark naked too. Eddie pulled
off that stupid jock and I held his warm cock in my hand worshipping my
alpha brother.

He ran his fingers though my short hair and pulled me down on top of
him. He didn't have to try very hard. Eddie stretched and raised his arms
over his head. He laid there like a black Adonis and I couldn't get enough
of him. His body was so alpha, so hot and it was mine at least for the next
hour or so. I licked his chest and chewed carefully on his nipple. He
gently worked my face under his raised arm and my lips rested on the hair
under his arm.

"You like where you are?" he asked me

I could barely answer, so I raised my head out from under his arm and said
– "Yes. I like it a lot." And then I put my face right back under his
arm and began smelling him. I nibbled on some pit hairs and started licking
under his arm wanting more or what – I didn't know.

Eddie stiffened his body just for a second and opened his eyes wide before
relaxing again. Holy shit Scott, you own me now man. You're taking
everything."

I was rock hard and I needed Eddie really bad. This arm pit business turned
me on even more, if that was possible. Blow jobs are great, but my cock was
made for fucking. I'm a jockey and I wanna ride. So I put Eddie on his
knees and slipped my finger into that sweet hairy hole.

That only lasted a minute because lust overcame me to eat ass; I wanted to
taste Eddie's sweaty ass. Before he realized what I was doing. I had his
ass cheeks parted and my tongue firmly licking his crack. The idea of
licking my best friend was more exciting than one could imagine. It made
pit licking kids' stuff. I didn't know if this was the big leagues or not;
but it sure felt that way, and I didn't care.

I remembered when he fucked me. I liked having Eddie's cock in my butt
moving in and out finding some off limits spot. But let's face it - Eddie's
cock is bigger, slightly longer and fatter; but not by much. Now it was my
turn to be on top. Body wise – look wise and strength wise, we are
pretty much the same structure. One black and one white dude. How cool is
that?

I went after his inflated donkey dick which was sweet smelling like
blackberries. His nutts were the size of oranges, and the skin on his
thighs was smooth like velvet with curly tuffs of black hair – very
sexy.  I ran my hands up and down his body so I could touch him all
over. He was captivating to be with.  I never manipulated another dude like
this, but Eddie was Alpha – and that meant something special to me.
Besides, I genuinely felt secure with him. We were brothers in sin; as some
people would call it. But to us it was just sex.

"I want to fuck you Eddie. I said

You want to fuck me, are you sure it will fit? - It's awfully big Scotty
boy."  He said

"That was the plan. Email bro!!! – email - remember you said you will
take it"

"Geese, I will. But don't carry on like a crazy old white woman." He said

"Fuck – I'm not caring on, but I win this one. I told him

"Nothing different there. You've been winning all of them. So then, do you
want it?" He asked

"What kind of stupid question is that? – Do I want it? – Bro I've got
it" I replied

"I better assume the position then and give my sandy bleached bro my ass."
Eddie said giggling.

"I'm not a bleached anything. My hair is sandy brown. My cock is hard,
white and big. It's going in your round black ass; so color or no color,
shut the fuck up and be nice to me, and for Christ sakes stop giggling.

This is a partnership man. I'm in the fuck business." I said, and now I was
laughing. Sometimes we acted like silly kids, when we were alone together
and had fun doing it.

"Yes sir, Eddie said as he put his arm around my neck like he did so many
times before. "What am I going to do with you? He repeated.

"You could be my whore." I told him

"You think I can't. You know what they say. "Once you fuck black, you never
go back."

"You made that up. "It's once you go black, you never go back." I said

"Whatever, anyway you'll be getting in my pants probably all the time." He
said

"Hell, I do that now – no big deal" I answered

I started tongue fucking him the best I could without much experience, but
found it easy to do.  When things come to you naturally, one doesn't need
experience. Well, maybe sucking cock is an exception. The more cock you
suck, the better you become at it. Practice doesn't always make perfect but
you can't beat the rewarding work when it comes to sucking cock.

I got Eddie all fours spreading his ass as much as possible.  I finger his
crack and spit in his hole to get it wet. I would spit in his ass then lick
it back out. I wasn't trying to be a pig – maybe white trash. Yeah, I
was a man whore eating my neighbor's ass and savoring it. Someone should
have been there to cheer me on.

Finally I lubed his hole and spread some lube on my cock. The initial
penetration might be painful, but he would recover. I know I did when he
screwed the juice out of me just last week. I recovered from the pain to
fuck again another day.


I couldn't believe it.  I fucked and fucked plowing his hole in a sadistic
way. I am a lot of man with my body and my dick is big, but he never
complained. He kept asking for more, faster, harder and without mercy. I
tried to hold off emptying my big hog, as long as possible, but Eddie was
so sexy squeezing my cock. I could see him worshipping the moment, by the
look in his eyes. That is what we did as partners. We worshipped one
another with erotic passion that flowed from our eyes. Touching was also a
part of alpha but it was the look that told it all.

The more I fucked him, the more he wanted it. He clamped on to my meat with
his ass muscles and made me work like a fool getting him to relax.

There was a lot of control I had over Eddie with my cock deep inside his
bowels. Now he was starting to make noises and gave up the idea that
remaining quiet was not necessary. For the next few minutes he was my
slut. We were both sluts, so things were okay to our way of thinking.

"Eddie, you're a whore." I said to him

"So what's the problem, just fuck me man." He replied

Eddie, in fact really said.  "You dirty bastard do it - fuck so I can watch
your solid muscles controlling me."

I pulled out of his ass and put him on his back, with his legs over my
shoulders so I could do a control fuck, with deep strokes and he could
watch. I just hoped he was up to it because I fuck like a demon." I'll tear
you up bro." I said

"Yeah, yeah, the proof is in the pounding. – go mutherfucker" Eddie said
to me.

I positioned my crotch against his butt. It looked awesome seeing the two
colors of flesh pasted together like pages in a book. Eddie's hole was well
lubed. Still I didn't want to hurt him to the point of being pushed away. -
I planned a royal treatment for the black prince.  First my cockhead went
in to look around, and slowly inched in my cock like white turkey breast
between two slices of dark pumpernickel until it all disappeared inside his
body.

"You okay bro?" I asked

"Sure, why wouldn't I be?" he replied

"You're not complaining. You should groan or cry out something
like... Jesus, Scott that hurts" - but nothing – you said fuckin
nothing. You're taking it like a seasoned faggot.

"He never answered. He laid there with his legs spread apart, his cock
hanging and giant black balls staring me in the face. I wanted his black
ass. Yes, that is what I wanted. I fucked him faster, tougher and sweating
as my nutt juice began to build.  I was about ready to bury my load deep
inside him, when I saw Eddie open his eyes to watch me. It felt heroic
riding my black stud and having control over his every move. I loved being
in charge, even if it was only for a few minutes.  That's how alpha men
behave when it comes to getting off faggot style. They take control of the
situation.

Eddie had a need and this how he wanted it. My need at the moment was
dumping my sticky load inside him, cementing us together with man-made
glue.

"Scott you're making me cum. How the hell are you doing that? You bastard,
you're making me cum." Eddie cried out like it was a new experience for
him. He shrieked like a virgin, as his body quivered and soft nutt cream
spilled over the head of his black cock. It ran down the length of his dick
and rested in curly black afro crotch hair.

I was winning because I finally got a reaction from him. He was truly
hurting when I started, but didn't want me to know it; so he played it
cool. Nevertheless I knew it hurt – it usually does, before it feels
good.

The sticky sludge was rising from my balls and it felt like I would explode
at any moment. I wanted to stay focused until Eddie caught up to me. I
fucked him long and hard, so he would explode with my cock deep inside his
awesome black body. From that point on, it only took seconds for my own
load to hit like a tornado bringing fire and rain. With my cock still
buried deep inside him, my explosion coated the interior of his cavern like
sauce from a gravy baster.

Eddie majestically fucked me last week, and now, his black ass belonged to
me.  We were pasted together, black and white love juice serving as
glue. One can't do better than that.

I pulled Eddie closer to me with my cock still inside him. It was not rock
hard any longer, but I left it there. He backed up and I put my arms around
his waist and moved him closer to me. We stayed that way for a few minutes.
His crotch was pasty from where cum ran from his dick. I moved my fingers
through his pubic hairs and played in the wet cum sticking to his crotch. I
licked my fingers a couple of times so I could see what his cum tasted
like.

My cock softened to the point of slipping out with a fair amount of
battered cum and ass juice covering it like invisible lube.

"My cock's a freakin mess." I said

"Tell me about it – It's messy on top but sloppy on the bottom. And I
was on the freakin bottom." He told me

"Stop complaining" It's good for you." I told him

"Then don't be tellin me – your cock is a mess." He said

"Blow me" I said, realizing we needed to change the subject.

"Wash your damn dick, and I'll do it." Eddie said to me.

I went into the bathroom and washed between my legs cleaning my cock and
balls. I washed my ass also and smelled clean.

I never got to leave the bathroom. Eddie soft-pressed me against the wall
next to the toilet and went down on me. I wished I had a pic of this
action. A strong desirable black man on his knees sucking me off after
getting his butt viciously fucked. He either genuinely wanted me, or he was
a cock sucking faggot. Believe me, Eddie was no slutty faggot. But he was
super-hot. And I was super lucky.

My body was alive with a vengeance to dump a second load.  It was easy for
me to cum twice in a row. I did it often.

I was surprised at how deep he could take it. I held on to his head and
watched my cock sliding in and out between his lips circled by an awesome
trimmed mustache.  There is nothing more rewarding than a hot black man
licking your crotch and swallowing your dick. Man – talk about awesome.

I felt like talking dirty to him as he worked on my cock trying to get
fed. I didn't know how he would react to me even in jest, so I played it
cool and simply moaned.  I knew there would be plenty of time later for us
to get crazy, so talking wasn't an issue.

"You've got me close to shooting."  I said

"Good, hurry the fuck up before I get lockjaw." He mumbled back.

That struck a funny note with me. I could just imagine how he would explain
lockjaw to Madge.

I held the back of his head with my left hand and guided my cock with my
right. I pumped it like a fire hose shooting gulp after gulp of cock cream
into Eddie's mouth. I forced him to stay on my cock until it stopped
streaming out gobs baby juice. He had no choice but to swallow.

"My God, that was awesome." I said to him

"Yeah, you should have been here for a taste." He replied – "I swallowed
all that shit, you know."

"How'd it taste?" I asked

"It was at the back of my throat, and I couldn't taste a thing. It slipped
down like salad dressing?

"Salad dressing?" I said "what kind of salad dressing?"

"I ain't sayin anything. Like I told you – no taste at all." He
repeated.

Eddie stepped into the shower and I rinsed off at the bathroom sink then
dressed and left. I was home shortly. Laura and Madge were still out but
due back anytime.  I took another shower and put the same clothes back
on. Why not – they never got soiled because I was naked all the time.

During dinner, Laura inquired about my day.  I gave her general
information, which could have been about anybody's day. I kept it typically
boring with no room for follow up questions. It worked too, because she
began telling me about her day and left me alone.

She talked about open house previews helping Madge, and the locations
around town that were successful.  I pretended to be interested because
that's what husbands are supposed to do.

After dinner, we watched a movie on TV.  I don't recall what the movie was
about, but I stayed in the room and watched it with Laura.

I had to be on the job before 8:00 am the next day, so I went to bed before
the movie ended. I wasn't following it anyway.

Eddie and I had come full circle. I know, that sounds poetic, and true or
not, that's how we felt.  We thought that only gay men kissed and we were
not about to do that.  The hours we spent together being homosexual were
gratifying moments of gay porn. We would suck cock but kissing was queer -
How ridiculous is that? – We were closet idiots.

I slept naked that night with only a sheet for cover. I didn't have a lot
of thoughts going through my head as one might expect. Everyone looks
through their own window. It was as simple as that.

I slept with my hand tucked between my legs holding my cock. It felt
awesome.

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Part 5 - The final chapter