Date: Fri, 28 Nov 2014 03:51:40 +0000 (UTC)
From: jbalancier9@yahoo.com
Subject: Derek's Black Adventure Part 4

Derek's Black Adventure

The last bit of cum was sticking to the inside of the glass.  James took it
from my hand and wiped his finger inside the rim of the glass and showed it
to me.

"Well? James said

Without hesitation, I opened my mouth and licked the remaining sticky juice
off his finger.

"How's that taste? You like what we did for you?"  Asked Tyrone

"Oh yeah."

"Poor bastard", repeated Josiah, looking almost sorry for me.

"No Josiah, that's okay. Its cock and cum. That was the game and you guys
had the cum.  I liked it – although, I like having one load at a time
probably better.

"Yeah, said Tyrone – yeah, you'll do fine, for a piece of ass. That
booty got my dick's attention.

Everyone laughed.

It was getting late and all I could think of was going home to a soapy hot
bath and a decent dinner.

I asked James for a lift back to town and he avoided me. He walked into the
kitchen for more beer.

"What's up with him?" - I asked Josiah

"Damn, but that nigga got attitude. Give me the fuckin car keys, James –
and I will take our white booty hoe back to town." Said Josiah.

James tossed the keys to Josiah and flopped down in front of the TV not
caring about anyone but himself.  His attitude had changed and he seemed
annoyed. In the beginning, James was all over me like a black checker on a
white board. It was when he wanted to fuck my ass. But that was then and
this was now.

"C'mon" said Josiah to me." I will take you home. I treat my white hoe's
right –"

Josiah was black and Hispanic looking. Just imagine, a hot Puerto Rican
hustler with a big cock and not afraid to try anything. He was extra sexy
and I quickly found out that shooting his load was important to him, along
with weed and cash. He came across as a wise guy and probably had a rap
sheet a mile long. I'm fuckin weird, because I like bad boys. I knew how
useful a bad boy could be, providing you could trust them.  He fit the
profile of a hustler thug, but I could have been mistaken. I'll give him
one thing; he was a fuckin fire in bed.  Oh yeah, Josiah was a nasty-nasty
boy. I loved it.

As Josiah drove along the boulevard, I sat rather quiet looking out the
window of the Subaru.  As he drove he opened his legs and I could see the
bulge in his crotch. I knew from this afternoon, what was in there and my
cock started to get hard thinking about it.

"Checkin me out, ain't you Derek?

"Yup – you are delicious to look at."

"I'm more delicious to eat."

"I know – that's for sure."

"I can get off again. I build up cock cum fast. My nuts are always full" –
Want it?

"Fuck yeah, I will take it. If you come to my apartment. I will take it."

"You're hungry, huh?" Josiah asked

"Always."

"You know Derek", Josiah said to me. "I like queers. I like fucking fags
and I get the best blowjobs from queers because you cocksuckers know how to
do it right.  I dig the bitches too, but fuckin them is different. It's not
the same fuck as with a boy whore."

"Why do you like me?" I asked

"I don't like you. It's what I can get from you.  You don't complain and
ask questions. You got a tight hole and I can do anything to you that I
want to do. Yeah, also you suck and eat cum like a pro. I like watching my
junk go into your mouth. Can you dig what I'm saying?"

"Oh sure, I get it. You are a black Puerto Rican thug, with no principals
and sexy as hell. You need a slut, preferably a queer, to take whatever you
want to do to them and not complain."

"That's it."  Josiah cracked a grin and suddenly became friendly. For a
split second, he seemed different. He wasn't different of course, and I was
not anyone he would consider a friend.

Josiah took my hand and put it between his legs as he drove along the
neighborhood. His hefty bulge in my hand was warm and I could feel his
slippery meat inside just waiting for my mouth. I was very excited and very
hungry by now. Hell, there was no denying that.

My cock was so hard that it was leaking pre cum in my underwear. You would
think that after all the black sex and all the cum I swallowed today, that
would be enough.  Normally, it would have been enough, but this was Josiah;
and I knew how good he was naked. I wanted his big black cock and the
sticky shit loaded in his balls.

Josiah parked the car a few doors from my apartment complex. There were a
lot of parked cars taking up spaces. He was lucky to find a spot that close
to the building.

I was so nervous that I dropped my keys trying to open the door. Josiah,
picked up the keys, unlocked the door, and handed them back to me.

"Sir" – Josiah said

Once inside, I said to him – "Damn, but aren't you polite."

"Yeah, well, don't get used to it. I'm not polite now. Suck my cock,
faggot." And pushed me to my knees just inside the closed apartment door.

He fumbled rapidly getting his pants down and his big Puerto Rican gizmo
sprung out in front of my lips and he slapped my face with it.  I grabbed
it like a frog catching a fly and his meat filled my mouth. It slid part
way down my throat.

The first door on the left was the bedroom, so I took his hand and pulled
him along with me. He came willingly dropping his shoes and pants on the
floor.

I lay down on the bed and Josiah tore at my clothes like a dog in heat and
ripped my shirt.  I didn't care about the shirt. The excitement was worth
it.  He got me naked in a matter of seconds and worked his way out of his
clothes also.

He was dark Hispanic and could pass for black.  All I knew was, he had
wonderful silky dark skin with a hard body and a big cock. Josiah also had
a hot Hispanic face to look upon. He had a trimmed beard around his
mouth. Fuckin A man.

"Suck my cock, you dirty little cocksucker.  I want to face fuck you. Come
here."

Josiah put me on my back with my head propped up on a pillow. He raised his
crotch over my face, parted my lips, and put his cock in my mouth.  Slowly
he began fucking my throat. He held his body in a `push up' position and
fucked my face. I don't gag that easy being face fucked. I have learned to
relax and control breathing which helps. Also one's frame of mind goes a
long way in being able to take it.  A cock can slide in but has to slide
back out to avoid nasty choking. This is what Josiah was doing to me. He
understood how it worked.

"You like getting that pretty little face fucked, don't you boy? You like
my big black meat in your mouth. Yeah, you like it all right.  Are you a
hungry faggot?

"I could barely mumble, so I didn't try to answer. Instead I took as much
cock as he wanted to give me.

Unexpectedly Josiah took his cock out of my mouth and smothered my face
with his balls.

"Smell my nuts, queer boy. Lick them and put them in my mouth." He
commanded

I spent some time licking his nuts and smelling his crotch. He seemed to
love that. He liked having me smelling and licking parts of his body.

Holy shit, tasting his body sent me to rock heaven. I loved it. What made
everything cool was the fact that he also talked dirty. Calling me nasty
names was expected.  It turned me on so, that I worked mainly to please
myself.

I tried to slide away from his nuts so I could lick his crack. I was
anxious to get my face back there. He wouldn't cooperate and kept my face
working on his cock. So that's what I did.

"I want this fuckin blow job Derek. You can have my joyo next time.  Work
on papi and take me - just fuckin, take me.

Next time, You will get Puerto Rican black cock. I can bring you as much as
you can handle.  I won't give you trouble trash, only bamboo ready for
action.  Bros who are hot and want their nuts emptied. Yeah, I will do
that.

"Do you want to eat my load?"

`God yes."

"Eat me then queer boy, suck papi. Take it all."

I had my head partially off the bed and Josiah stood over me. He continued
face fucking me and his balls were slapping my chin. It was a miracle that
I took it, as well as, I did.

He began yelling; oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck - and began nutting into my
mouth. I put my arms around his legs and held him tight so his cock would
stay inside my mouth. His fat Hispanic cock throbbed and spurted gobs and
spurts of baby cream. I swallowed every drop.  It was white, thick and
slippery. His load tasted sweet. I had expected salty, but Josiah had shot
a load of tasty stuff still warm from his nuts.

Josiah, took a fast shower, dressed and was anxious to leave.

"Give me your number and I will get in touch."  Josiah said to me.

"Okay – can I have your number?

"No"

"Yeah, okay then, I get it." I said to him.

"Get what?"

"Forget it. Here's my number. Call me."

"Sure" Josiah answered. He tapped the number into his phone, and in a
matter of seconds, he was gone.

I shook my head in disbelief and drew myself a hot bath. I wasn't born
yesterday.  I knew he would never call. The good ones never do, but that
was okay.  Screw `em.

I lowered myself into the warm water to wash away the day. It was all good.