Date: Tue, 30 Jan 2001 14:11:29 EST
From: Percxyz@aol.com
Subject: Black Man's White Pussyboy

			Black Man's White Pussyboy

				    by

			      Percxyz@aol.com

     I led Jay into the apartment.  He was looking for a one bedroom,
furnished place and had called about my ad in the newspaper.  I hoped to
rent this place quickly, then I would be full and could devote my time to
some maintenance and repairs rather than showing places.  I looked at the
rental application he had filled out just a minute earlier.  From the date
listed as his birth date, he was 22 years old, three years younger than I.
I watched him, explaining about the living room area and kitchen, as he
moved about the place.

     Jay's skin was about the darkest I had ever seen.  He was about six
foot three, a couple inches taller than me, and moved like a cat on the
prowl.  Unexpectedly, I felt a stirring in the khaki shorts I was wearing.
What the fuck was up?  I had never been attracted to a guy before!  But he
seemed to draw my eyes and my cock was definitely on the rise.  He
disappeared into the kitchen and I heard him opening some cabinets.  I
willed my cock to soften and it obeyed a little.  I studied his application
to try to distract myself, but then he came back around the corner in to
the living room.

     "Where's the bedroom?" he asked.

     "Umm.  Just down this hall," I pointed to my left.  "The bathroom is
the first door and the bedroom is at the end."

     "And it has a double bed?"

     "Yeah," I replied.

     "Show me."

     I led Jay down the short corridor, opening the bathroom door for him
to see.  It was neat and clean.  Then I led him the next few steps to the
bedroom.  The door was open and he pushed past me.  His shoulder and arm
brushed across my chest as he moved through the doorway.  My cock was now
rock hard.  I watched him walk to the closet and open the door.  As he
checked it out, I checked out his body.

     Jay was tall and muscular, but not overly developed.  He wore some
long shorts and a tight fitting white t-shirt which contrasted sharply with
his black skin.  I felt my cock throbbing as I watched him move to the
window and look out.  His body was turned toward me a bit and my eyes
searched his crotch, trying to determine what was there.  I seemed to not
be in control of myself.  I don't know how long I stood staring at his body
and his crotch, but it seemed that all of a sudden he was beside me,
closing the bedroom door.  As I heard the door click shut, I looked up at
his face in surprise.

     "What's up?" I asked.

     "Besides your dick, man?  You've been staring at me since I walked
into the place and your hard-on is so obvious it must be painful.  I
figured I better help you with your problem."  He said this with a smile,
but his eyes seemed penetrating, looking into mine with a possessive stare.
I didn't know what to say.

     "No, um, I, um.  You got it wrong buddy.  I'm not.."

     "Not what?" he interrupted.  "You are certainly hard and you have
definitely been checking me out.  I'm just gonna give you what you need."
As he said this, Jay reached to his waist, grabbed his t-shirt and pulled
it over his head.  His chest was magnificent!  Not overly broad, but toned
and hairless.  His dark nipples stood out on top of his well defined pecs.
I didn't even realized what I was doing when I licked my lips, but he
noticed it.

     "Guess I must look tasty, huh whiteboy?"  Jay stepped up to me and
grabbed my right wrist.  He pulled my hand to his crotch and rubbed it
against the growing log in his shorts.  "Take off your shirt, whiteboy."
It wasn't a request and I looked into his eyes for a second, before
dropping my gaze.  In a daze, I obeyed, pulling my polo shirt over my head
and dropping it on the floor.  "That's right, whiteboy.  Show me my new
toy."

     Jay reached out with both hands and grabbed my nipples.  As he
squeezed I felt my knees go weak.  God it felt good!  I had never been
touched by another man like this.  I realized that I was still rubbing his
now hard cock and started to pull my hand away.  I felt Jay's fingers clamp
down harder on my nipples.  I looked into his eyes again.

     "First, drop your shorts, whiteboy.  Then, get me out of mine."

     I couldn't believe what I was hearing!  I started to protest, but the
pressure increased again on my nipples.  My hand went to the button of my
shorts, popped it open and then undid the zipper.  I slid them down my legs
with my boxers, embarrassed, but still very turned on by this sexy black
stud.  My hard seven inches slapped up against my abs as my shorts dropped.

     "Nice cock for a whiteboy.  Now, get mine free."  I immediately worked
his shorts open, then slid them down his legs.  He wore no underwear.  His
big black cock was rock hard.  It was obviously longer than mine, by about
an inch and a half.  I had never seen a hard cock up close other than my
own, much less a black one, and just stared at it.  Jay let me stare for a
while, then released my left nipple and used his hand on my chin to raise
my face until I was looking at him again.

     "You like what you see, whiteboy.  That much is obvious.  Go ahead.
Touch it."  I hesitantly reached out with my right hand and let it close
around his thick meat.  I was actually holding another guy's hard cock!
"Stroke it some for me, whiteboy."  I obeyed immediately and was rewarded
with a low moan of pleasure from deep in his chest.  Jay slid his hands to
my shoulders and began to push down on them.  Still in a daze, I let him
guide me to my knees at his feet.

     "You look good on your knees, whiteboy.  How many cocks have you
sucked?  Ever had any black dick?"

     Somehow I found my voice.  "Never," I nearly whispered.  "I've never
sucked cock, Jay."

     "A virgin mouth?  Well that's gonna change here in about ten seconds.
Open those pretty white lips boy.  You're gonna take every inch of my
meat."

     God!  He really wanted me to suck him.  I wasn't a cocksucker!
Besides he was younger than me.  Why should I suck him?  I started to
protest and he used that opening to slide the head of his cock into my
mouth.  Instead of a protest, I found myself looking up at him towering
over me, the two of us joined by his cock in my mouth.  It was both steely
hard and velvety soft at the same time.  As he moved his hips forward,
sinking another inch into my mouth, I quit my resistance.  This young black
jock had put me on my knees and shoved his cock in my mouth.  I was now a
cocksucker.  He confirmed this a second later.

     "That's right whiteboy.  Now you're my cocksucker.  Mmmmm.  Use your
tongue on the head, cocksucker.  Ahhh yeah!  That's the way.  Now, time to
take more."  He shoved another couple inches into my mouth until the flared
cockhead was at the entrance to my throat.  I was focused on his wiry pubic
hair getting closer to my lips, when he grabbed my head and turned my face
up to look at him again.  He started stroking his cock in and out of my
mouth, the head punching against the entrance to my throat each time.
"Fuck yeah!  You are a great cocksucker, whiteboy.  You sure you never
sucked dick before?"  I could only grunt in affirmative.  "Then you are a
natural, faggot.  You were born to suck cock.  Ahhhh, yeah!  You suck dick
like you been doing it all your life.  Oh, hell yeah.  That's right
whiteboy. Suck my big black cock!  Damn that feels so good.  Time to take
more."

     With that, his next stroke didn't stop when his head reached my
throat.  Instead, he used brute force to ram his cock further, choking me.
I heard him laugh.  "Do it faggot!  Choke on my black cock!  You look great
there on your knees with your hot white lips stretched around my cock and
playing with your own white meat like a little boy."  He pulled back for a
second, then forced his way into my throat again.  Before I had time to
start choking, he withdrew, then slammed in again.  He set up his pace
slowly taking more and more of my throat, working until I had his entire
length inside me.  I realized he was right, I was stroking my own cock
rapidly as he fucked my mouth.

     "Oh, yeah!  Take it boy.  You still got another couple inches to go.
Fuck yeah, lick the head.  Now some more.  Just another inch.  That's right
boy.  Fuck yeah!  You got it all!  You're a natural born cocksucker,
whiteboy.  You were made for this.  Ahhh yeah, that is great.  You were
born to suck cock, faggot.  Oh fuck yeah, you make my cock feel great, boy.
You are the best cocksucker that's ever tasted my meat.  Suck me boy.  Make
me feel good."  The words hit my mind like a sledgehammer.  I didn't
realize it until years later, but these were basically the same words guys
had used for centuries to make other guys feel that sucking their cock was
the right thing to do.  He was just saying whatever was necessary to keep
his dick in my mouth.  But at the time, it seemed like the highest praise.

     Suddenly, I realized something and when he pulled back, I let his dick
slide completely out of my mouth.  Looking up at him, I asked, "You'll warn
me before you cum, right?"

     "Sure thing cocksucker.  Plenty of warning.  Now get back to work!"
Reassured, I let his cock slide back into my mouth.  Covered with spit now,
it was easy to take.  Jay wasted no time regaining his pace and began to
fuck my mouth harder and harder.  I curled my lips over my teeth to make it
easier for him.  "That's the way boy.  Like I said, a natural cocksucker.
Damn you are good!"  He breath was coming faster now, almost panting.  I
felt his hands on my head, guiding me up and down his cock at times, other
times holding me in place for his moving hips.  Jay pulled my head towards
him as he thrust his hips forward and my nose was buried in his pubes.  He
leaned forward some so that my forehead was pressed against his abs.

     "Gonna cum!" he shouted.  I started to pull back and off his cock.  I
got my mouth about halfway before he stopped me with his hands.  I tilted
my head back a little and raised my eyes.  They met his gaze just as his
first throbbing spurt of cum shot into my mouth.  "Take it faggot!"  he
hissed.  "Swallow my fucking cum!"  Five more spurts followed the first and
I had no choice but to choke and drown or swallow this black stud's seed.
He watched and his face lit up with a grin as my throat muscles worked and
I swallowed the cum filling my mouth.  Keeping one hand on my head, he used
the other to milk his cock, leaving just the head in my mouth.  I tasted
another salty drop of his sperm before he pulled out completely.  His cock
was still almost fully hard.

     "You said you were gonna warn me," I complained.

     "Did warn you, faggot.  That doesn't mean I wasn't gonna cum in your
mouth.  That's what you do to cocksuckers.  Why else would I put my dick in
your mouth?"  He reached down and grabbed a fistful of hair on the top of
my head.  He pulled me to my feet and looked down my body.  "Yeah, you look
nice, whiteboy.  Still hard too.  This is gonna be fun."  Jay pushed me a
bit then stated moving me backwards.  My legs hit the side of the bed and
he landed on top of me, our cocks rubbing together.

     Jay's handsome face was just inches from mine and I stared at him,
moaning as he worked his cock, humping mine with his.  Jay watched me and
seemed to be enjoying rubbing our cocks together.  I didn't even notice as
he slid first his right leg between mine, then his left.  The friction from
his cock on mine was all I cared about.  Then he looked me in the eye.

     "Got one of your cherries.  Time to take the other."  I froze, staring
up at him.

     "No, Jay, please.  You can't do that!  I don't wanna get fucked up the
ass! Please, let me suck you again!"

     "Already begging to blow me again, huh faggot?  Well, lemme tell ya
something whiteboy, I can fuck you and I'm gonna.  Not only that, you're
gonna love it!  Look at your cock, whiteboy.  You are still hard as a rock!
If you didn't want me to make you my white pussyboy, would your cock still
be hard?  Trust me, whiteboy, you cum swallowing dudes all take it up the
ass.  Might not like it right at first, but you will real soon."  Jay's
hands slid behind my knees and he pushed my legs back, rolling me up onto
my shoulders.  He spread my legs wide, giving himself all the access he
needed.

     "No, please!  Don't do that to me, Jay!  I've never been fucked.  Your
cock is too big!  Please don't."  Jay just gave me a grin and the spit on
my exposed hole a half dozen times or so.  I watched him as he raised up on
his knees, his sculpted chest moving forward and over me.  As his face
settled above mine, I felt the head of his cock press against my hole.  I
could feel my eyes widening as he began to push forward.  I tried one last
time.

     "Please, Jay.  Please don't fuck my ass.  Your cock is too big for me
to take.  You can't fuck me."  He paused over me, his eyes locking on mine.

     "Can't?" he asked.  He thrust his hips forward and I felt the head of
his cock stretch me open.  I groaned in pain and felt my eyes start to
water.  My breath was coming in shallow gasps.

     "Oh god!  It hurts.  God!" I yelled.

     "Your new god is two inches up your tight pussy, whiteboy.  I'll hold
still and let you get used to it for a second.  No need to rip you open."
He did as he said, stopping his relentless penetration and watching my face
closely.  I had never been so embarrassed.  I had a man on top of me whose
cock was actually inside of me.  I also had a bellyful of this dude's cum!
I let out a moan, realizing that my ass was actually adjusting to his
intrusion.  I had closed my eyes, but now opened them.  Jay's face was just
inches above mine, still watching me closely.  He must have seen what he
wanted, because he began to move his hips again.  This time he moved them
in circles, probing inside me at different angles.

     "Oh god," I moaned, not in pain this time.  I looked at him again, our
eyes meeting.

     "You got the head, whiteboy, now for the shaft."  Staring into my
eyes, Jay slowly but determinedly sank the length of his cock into me until
I felt his wiry pubes scratching my cheeks.  "Now you got it all, whiteboy.
Now you are my pussyboy. Gonna fuck this hot pussy a lot!"  So saying, he
dragged his hips backward until just the head remained inside me, then
rammed back home.  Longdicking me, he fucked me for a solid five minutes.
Both of us were sweating and I realized that I was now arching my back to
meet his thrusts.  I couldn't believe that I was actually enjoying being
fucked by another man!

     Jay had been supporting himself over top of me with both his arms.
Now he lowered his chest onto mine.  His warm skin rubbed my hard dick.
"Getting fucked gives you a hard-on, whiteboy.  Tells me just how much you
like being a pussy for a real man."  He thrust his cock in deeply as he
said this, making me moan again.  Jay's cheek was next to mine and he was
whispering into my ear what a good fuck I was, how tight my hole was and
how much he was gonna enjoy using it whenever he wanted.  I looked down his
body, admiring the muscles flexing in his tight back, watching as the
globes of his ass raised and lowered, feeling his cock moving in me as he
did it.

     His whispered words were getting to me.  I was his pussyboy.  He was a
real man who was fucking me.  I was there to please him, to be used by him.
I would give up my mouth or ass whenever and however he wanted.  I was his
full time bitch, his white pussyboy.  I lay there on my back, taking in
these words and thoughts just as I was taking his cock in me.  Jay raised
himself up again on his arms and looked down.  His beautiful chest was
glistening with sweat and all of his muscles stood out from the exertion of
his fuck.  His eyes met mine again.

     "You're leaking a bunch, pussyboy.  You are really getting off on
being fucked by me.  Aren't you?"

     "Yes, Jay.  I love being fucked by you.  I love your big cock up
inside me."

     Jay rewarded me with a grin.  "I know you do boy.  I knew you wanted
this from the second I saw you staring at me with a big old hard on in your
shorts.  Besides, I told you that you'd love this when you were begging me
not to put it in you."  Jay suddenly pulled his cock out of me.

     "Wait, Jay, don't stop!"

     "Need it now, don't ya, pussyboy?  Well don't worry, I'm gonna put it
to you again.  Get up on your hands and knees.  I'm gonna fuck you like a
dog, bitch."  I quickly obeyed, scrambling around on the bed until I knelt
before him on my hands and knees.  I felt him move up closer behind me,
then felt the head of his cock probing my entrance.  Suddenly, Jay grabbed
a handful of my hair, pulling my head, up and back, straining my neck.

     "Tell me what you want, faggot," Jay demanded.  "Tell me what you
need, whiteboy."

     "I want your cock inside me, Jay.  I need you to fuck my ass with your
big black cock!"

     "Fuck your what, faggot?  Where do you want me to fuck you?"  He
yanked on my hair again.

     "M-my pussy, Jay!  Fuck my pussy!"  I couldn't believe what I was
saying, but I was so caught up in the lust of the moment and Jay's
domineering attitude that I was practically begging him to fuck me.  Twenty
minutes before, I would have punched anyone who suggested that I would let
another man fuck me.

     Still firmly holding my hair, Jay rammed his cock into me.  It felt
even more intense taking the whole length of him like that.  Jay pulled out
completely then rammed in again.  I moaned as he stuck me a third time.  I
could hear Jay laugh a little as he completed his fourth penetration.  "So
you like that, do you pussyboy?  You like me pulling out and giving it to
you all at once.  Well fucking take it!"  He began to fuck me faster, but
still pulled completely out of me each time.  I felt like I was being
impaled by this black stud again and again.  Jay fucked me like this for
about five more minutes before he surprised me by not plunging in again.
He released my hair and I let my head drop down.  Jay moved to the side of
the bed and lay on his back.  I looked over to see him, hands folded behind
his head, watching me.  My eyes moved to his cock, still rock hard.

     "Climb on and ride it, whiteboy. I wanna watch you fuck yourself on my
big cock."  He grinned at me and I quickly moved over to him.  Straddling
his hips on my knees, I reached down and aimed his cock into my hole.  Then
I slid down on it, hearing Jay sigh in pleasure.  I put my hands on his
chest, feeling his muscles as I rode his cock.  I played with Jay's nipples
until they were as hard as his cock.  Jay was moaning in pleasure and I
realized that I was doing the same.  I dropped my right hand to my cock and
started beating my meat.  I wanted to cum with this stud up inside me.
Without warning me, Jay grabbed me and rolled me off his cock.  I watched
as he got off the bed and stood in the middle of the floor.  His hard cock
jutted up at an angle.

     "Come over here, pussyboy," Jay ordered pointing to the floor in front
of him.  I climbed off the bed, moved to where he had pointed and stood
facing him.  "Turn around," he said.  I turned, facing away from him.  I
felt his hand on the back on my neck, then his other hand on my hip.  He
used them to bend me over and kicked at my ankles until I had spread my
legs to his satisfaction.  I felt him step up behind me, could feel the
heat from his body as he moved in close.  He put the head of his cock right
up against my hole and pressed his chest against my back.

     "You want it again, whiteboy?" he whispered into my ear.  "You wanna
get fucked with my big black dick?"

     "Yes, Jay, please!  Fuck me, stud!"

     "You got it, pussyboy."  He thrust back into me, filling me with his
cock again.  I moaned in appreciation and clamped down hard on his cock.
"Yeah, that's the way, whiteboy, keep it nice and tight for your stud's
cock."  Jay really began to fuck, humping me hard and fast.  Both of our
bodies shook with the force of his fucking.  He pushed me forward and I
leaned on the bed, bent over for this guy's use.  Jay really plugged me,
working his cock at all angles, filling me and making me moan.  He was
panting from the effort and I knew he had to be close to shooting his load.
Jay quickly yanked his cock out of me and forced me back onto the bed.  He
grabbed my legs and flipped me onto my back.  Still holding my ankles, Jay
spread my legs as he climbed onto the bed with me.

     Jay wasted no time shoving his cock into me again.  I was furiously
beating my meat, nearly ready to cum myself.  I looked at his face and saw
he was staring at me.  "I wanna watch your face when I pump your pussy full
of cum," he said.  "I'm almost there.  Fuck yeah, bitch, take my cum!"  His
eyes bored into mine as I felt his cock throb and expand.  Jay's entire
body tensed as he began to cum up inside me.  "Ahhh fuck yeah!" He nearly
screamed.

     My own cock started to shoot just a second later.  As this black stud
shot his load of hot sperm inside me, I shot my own load all over my chest
and abs.  "Oh god!" I cried out as my cock spurted.  Our eyes were still
locked as we both came.

     "Told you faggot, your new god has his cock all the way up your pussy
and is shooting his seed into you.  Ahh fuck yeah, that is good!"  The
tension flowed out of Jay's body and I could feel his cock finally starting
to soften.  Jay let out a long, slow breath and slowly pulled his cock out
of me.  He collapsed onto his back next to me on the bed.  I watched his
chest rise and fall as he caught his breath.  I felt empty now as I lowered
my legs.  Jay looked at me as he climbed off the bed.

     "You're a good fuck, whiteboy.  That was really your first time?"  He
asked.  I nodded.  "Well, you took to sucking my dick like a two dollar
whore, and that boypussy was tight and hot.  But you sure ain't a virgin
anymore, whiteboy."  He laughed and walked to the bathroom.  I heard the
water running.  I followed him to the bathroom, embarrassed now by what we
had done.  Jesus!  I had let this guy fuck me six ways from Sunday!  I
could feel myself turning red.  I stepped into the bathroom and the sight
of him changed my thinking.  He was bent over the sink and had cleaned off
his cock.  The view of the side of his body, muscles taut, skin glistening
had my cock stirring again.  He looked at me, then moved over a bit, giving
me some room at the sink.  I quickly washed my cum off my chest remembering
that I had two loads of his cum in me.  That thought quickly brought my
cock back to life.

     "You're still hard, cocksucker?  I would have thought you'd be worn
out by now.  What's got your dick up, boy?  The sight of my hot body?"

     "Well, that, but I also was just thinking that I have two loads of you
cum in me."

     "One deposit at each end," Jay laughed.  "Seems to me you want more."
He looked at me questioningly.

     "Well, um.." now that I had to say it, I was embarrassed again, "yes,
yes I would like it again."

     "Well, I am gonna take the place, so you will know where to find me.
You cut me a deal on the rent and I'll fuck you whiteboy.  The better the
deal the more you will get my big dick.  Sound good to you?"

     "Yeah, yeah, that's fine," I mumbled.  He was using his sexual hold
over me to get the place cheap, but one look at his cock and I wanted it
again.  I could live with a little less rent from this one unit for the
chance to spend more time with him.

     "Why don't you some over tomorrow at 10 am and you can help me move
in.  I will set some time aside when we're finished if you want."

     He knew damn well that I wanted it and I quickly agreed.  He told me
we would settle out the amount of rent tomorrow after his stuff was moved
in.  That would give me the night to think about it.  The next day, pinned
face down on the bed by Jay's hands on my wrists and his legs wrapped
around mine with his cock thrusting in and out of me, I agreed to half the
normal rent for as much more of this as I could get.