Date: Thu, 09 Nov 2006 06:20:10 -0600 From: jason moore Subject: Sperm Bank For Da Man This story depicts sexual activity without the use of condoms. As always, please play safe and cover that thing up. Sperm Bank for Da Man Part One: The Beginning Terrance Jones, that's my name. TJ to my friends. At the rather young age of 24, I found myself with a substantial inheritance from my paternal grandfather with whom I had lived for most of my life. My dad and mom died in a tragic car accident when I was only five. Grandpa Jones took me in even though I never knew him before then as he and my dad were estranged for a reason I still do not know to this day. Whenever I broached the subject with grandpa, he would evade the question. For the next 19 years it was just me and Grandpa Jones who was the CEO and largest stock holder in a mutli-billion dollar corporation. I came into the company as a financial analyst after completing a Master Degree at college and had only been working there for two months when Grandpa Jones suddenly suffered a fatal heart attack. After the funeral grandpa's attorney contacted me and said we needed to discuss his will. With no other living relations, all of grandpa's real estate, company assets, and financial holdings, much to my surprise, all were going to be transferred to me. At such a young age, I did not feel able or willing to handle all of that responsibility so I made the decision to relinquish my corporate position. I set up one of grandpa's closest advisors as the new CEO and liquidated every last vestige of grandpa's vast holdings. Needless to say I was a very wealthy young man. With my economic future secured for life, I moved to Florida and opened a financial consulting business. I worked hard, because I loved it, not because I needed to work. I lived well but did not flaunt my money. Until I went away to college, I had several girl friends, but I found myself more interested in the boys with whom I went to school. Once in college, I had my first encounter with another guy. It was an awkward blow job I gave to one of my football team mates. But, by the time I finished my formal education, I was well schooled in the sexual pleasures of hot male sex. I quickly learned that I loved cock. Loved sucking cock and gobbling down warm, creamy loads of cum and loved having a hot, hard cock pounding away at my willing ass. I had a variety of lovers over the next couple of years, but once they discovered how wealthy I really was everything seemed to change. After kicking out that last lover who had the nerve to make out with some other punk ass dude in OUR bed, I made a conscious decision just to have fun no strings attached fun. I would never be hurt again! After establishing a substantial listing of clients and hiring some very trustworthy staff, I decided to take some time off. It had been four long years and I felt I deserved to start having some of that fun. I found myself relaxing at a small resort on a small Caribbean island that catered to the gay community. After returning from a swim in the ocean one day, I spied a hot looking black guy laying out a towel on a lounge chair right next to where I left my things. He was wearing box cut trunks and had a chiseled body that was obviously developed from many hours of working out. After laying out his towel, he settled into the lounge chair. As I approached, he glanced my way, but his dark sunglasses prevented me from looking into his eyes. "Nice day, huh?" I said as I sat on the side of my lounge chair between us. "Yeah, feels good out here," he answered. "Did you just get to the resort. I haven't seen you around," I asked while snatching a better look at his tight body. He reached one hand up, slightly lifting his sunglasses to reveal a set of clear, brown eyes that looked me over briefly. He then flashed a killer smile. "Yeah, just arrived for a few days of fun in the sun," he beamed as he removed his sunglasses. "Name's Jarrod," he added. "Hey, Jarrod, I'm Terrance," I answered. For the next hour or so we had some drinks, talked, and joked together. I learned that he was also a business owner selling mostly ethnic art pieces. He was my same age and, unbelievably, we were from the same city. "Small world," he commented when that last fact was revealed. "How'd you like to go back to my room for some private fun, Terrance?" Jarrod asked. "Sure, that would be hot...uh...great, " I clumsily responded as we both laughed. "By the way, friends call me TJ," I added. We quickly gathered our things and headed back to the resort It turned out that Jarrod's suite was exactly one floor above mine. As we entered, I went over to the balcony to admire the beautiful view of the beach. Jarrod wrapped and arm round my waist. "Nice view, huh?" Jarrod said. "Yeah, very nice," I responded as I glanced at Jarrod who was looking out at the beach scene before us. I then wrapped an arm around Jarrod feeling that familiar tingle at the contact of our exposed flesh. We just stood there for several minutes. Jarrod then moved his hand to cup my ass. I let out a sigh and within seconds his hand slipped inside the back of my trunks. He began to squeeze and rub my ass. "Nice view, nicer ass," Jarrod then said as his finger tips wormed into the crack of my ass. "I gotta get me some of this hot, white ass, man," Jarrod added. HE didn't need to say anything further. Within seconds we in bed and wrapped in each other's arms. The passion level rose as we fondled and rubbed each other desperately. We were on our sides with our bodies were pressed tightly together. I could feel Jarrod's cock pressing into my belly and rubbing up against my own growing cock. I reached down and squeezed him. Jarrod put his hand on top of my head and guided my face down to his manhood. His cock was a few shades darker in tone than his body. It was cut, plump, and juicy looking. I stuck out my tongue and gave the entire length a few laps before taking him inside. His hand pressed on my head as I did. "Aaah, yeah, that's it. Suck my cock, bitch!" Jarrod growled. His demanding tone struck a chord in me. I became immediately enthralled while I slowly slid my mouth up and down and over his cock. Every once in a while, I would breath in deep then worm my face down tight into his crotch, feeling his cock slide down my throat. With each of those deep throat maneuvers, Jarrod would apply more pressure to the top of my head and push his hips slightly upward to drive his cock deep into my gullet. All the while he moaned and grunted. "Yeah, that's it. Suck that cock, you fucking slut. Take it deep. Mmmmm, yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about. Aaah, yeah, bitch, choke on it. Ooooh, yeah get it good and hard so I can fuck that white boy ass, " he said. I fed into Jarrod's demanding tones by working even more eagerly on his thick cock. I quickly grew amazed as his cock kept growing. In awe, I continued to do the best I could with a cock, the size of which I had never come across before. I'm not sure how long we kept up this hot activity, but I was fully enjoying it. "All right, fuck this shit, bitch! I gotta get me some fuckin' ass," Jarrod said as he literally grabbed my head and pulled my mouth off his throbbing cock. "Turn over and spread them legs, bitch," he demanded. I quickly obeyed as Jarrod got between my legs, reached out and roughly shoved a pillow beneath me. As he rubbed my inner thighs and ass, I grabbed a bottle of lube I spied on the nightstand. Jarrod grabbed it from me and soon cool lubricant dribbling on my ass. "Spread them cheeks, boy," Jarrod demanded. Just as I acquiesced to his command, I felt one of his fingers flick over my excited rosebud. As his finger rubbed and flicked away, I began to work my ass muscles, forcing my puckered hole to wink back at him. I heard Jarrod chuckle to himself. "Yeah, bitch, you can't wait for it, can you?" Jarrod said and, before I could even answer the flicking finger dug up inside of me. I moaned in anticipation as Jarrod expertly dug up and into my willing ass. "Damn, bitch, this is one fucking tight hole. I'm gonna have to loosen this shit up," he said as I felt yet another finger dig up inside of me. "Aaah, yeah," I moaned as I squirmed my ass to meet his probing fingers. "Yeah this is some fucking hot shit up in here," Jarrod said. "I'm gonna tear this ass up, bitch. I'm gonna fuck it goood. I'm gonna fuck it real good," Jarrod bragged as I writhed in anticipation before him. I was still holding my ass cheeks wide when Jarrod pulled both fingers free. I hear and felt him moving into position. Within seconds, Jarrod's cock head was pressed against my ass lips. Then a sudden sharp pain shot up my spine as Jarrod roughly entered me. I gasped and whelped. "Shut up, bitch. This is what you wanted and you're gonna get it, you fucking slut. You're gonna get it good!" Jarrod began. "Relax that ass! C'mon, bitch, open up. Open up that fucking white ass!" I grit my teeth and held tightly onto my ass cheeks. But, the pain became tremendous, more than I have ever felt before. I released my hold on my ass cheeks, turned my hands over, placing my palms on the sides of his hips in an effort to push back and force that anal intruder out of my straining ass. "Whatcha doin' white boy?" Jarrod asked. "No you don't, you fucking pussy boy! You gonna take this cock, bitch. You gonna take it all you fucking white boy!" Jarrod suddenly slapped my hands away and dug himself in even deeper. Tears welled in my eyes as Jarrod began to slowly pull out, then push back inside. I forced myself to relax as Jarrod continued that slow, steady assault on my ass. I could feel his cock filling me to the hilt. I didn't know how much more I could take when suddenly he grazed over my prostate and a fusion of pain and pleasure exploded in my brain. "Oh. Oh. Oh," I gasped. "Yeah, gimme that ass, bitch. Oooh, yeah, it's so fucking sweet," Jarrod moaned. Then following a few hefty grunts, he added, "Fuck, boy, this I'm gonna get me all of this sweet white ass!" Suddenly Jarrod shoved his cock in to the hilt as the air rushed out of my lungs with exasperating force. Guttural grunts and moans poured out of my mouth as my ass was now stretched more than I've ever experienced previously. As I caught my breath, I felt Jarrod on top of me. The feeling emanating from my ass to my brain had blocked out the fact the Jarrod had sprawled out over me. His arms wormed up beneath my arms and he now cupped my shoulders. I now felt his warm breath on my left cheek as his face was right next to mine. He now had me pinned to the bed. I was putty in his hands. His hips squirmed, ground up against me and slowly pumped as I felt his cock fully embedded inside of me. "Yeah...yeah...yeah..." Jarrod moaned. "That's what I'm talking about. This is what you fucking ass is made for, ain't it, bitch?" "Yes...yes...yes... " I sighed. "Oh, yeah...Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me," I mumbled as the feeling was now one of indescribable pleasure. "Yeah, bitch, you know what your ass is for, don't ya?" Jarrod said directly in my ear. Jarrod then began to get more aggressive. Within minutes, he was pumping in and out of me. Alternating his deep strokes with quick swerves of his hips that seemed to fill my crammed ass even more with his throbbing, rigid cock. My own cock was rock hard now and I began to push my ass up to meet everyone of his downward thrusts. I found myself shooting a load of cum into the bed as Jarrod continued his humping deep into my ass. I lost all track of time. My heart beat raced and my breath was coming in quick gasps. "Yeah, bitch, gimme that ass. I'm gonna breed this fucking ass up good!" Jarrod said as he pushed himself up. I felt his hands pull from under me and land on my shoulders. "Yeah, baby. I'm gonna pump this white boy ass!" Jarrod whelped as his thrusting became even more intense. "Aah...aah...ah...harder...harder...harder..." I found myself begging as I turned my head sideways to observe Jarrod's muscular body looming large behind me. He then put a hand on the side of my face, pinning my head down into the bed. His thrusts became even more forceful. The mattress seemed to be bouncing and the bed frame was definitely creaking as he plowed that cock hard and deep "Damn, this is one fucking hot ass, pussy boy!" Jarrod wailed. "I'm gonna cum up this fucking ass, bitch. I'm gonna fill it with my black man seed you white slut!" Then, suddenly, I felt it. A warm sensation of his hot cum invaded my bowels as Jarrod pumped a rich load into my burning ass. Jarrod grunted and groaned as he continued pumping his load. When his cock finally spewed forth its last gush of cum he pulled it from my ass. Jarrod jerked himself as the last few drops of cum dripped into the gaping hole that was now my well used ass. I jutted my sore ass upward. "Yeah, baby, that's what I'm talking about. You white pussy boys can't get enough of a hard black cock pumping your hot, little fuck holes," Jarrod chuckled. For the remainder of his time there, Jarrod used my mouth and ass for his pleasure several times a day. I was at his beck and call and loving it. On his last day there, I gave him my phone number and he promised to give me a call after I got back home the following week. To be continued...