Date: Sat, 6 Jan 2007 18:44:32 EST
From: NPhillydogg@aol.com
Subject: Blacksub III -pt11

Randy Richards is a 39 y/o dominate whtmale looking for a live-in  submissive
botm slave to worship his strong insatiable 9" cock. Jeffery Rollins  is a 19
y/o blkmale from the hood who was curious about his sexuality, but had  never
been with a man before.
This is their story...
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BLACKSUB 3 -pt11
The DUNGEON is a private club in downtown Philadelphia (member's  only) with
an array of recreation, movie, and party rooms. The Ground Floor is  for
check-in's, registration, cash bar, and locker rooms. Upstairs are lounges  and
quiet rooms for personal conversations with vending machines and private  rooms
for two or more occupants to rest and lay their heads. Downstairs are the
"party rooms", the fuck rooms, orgy rooms, gang bang rooms, glory holes, and
torture chambers for the seriously sadistic.
Tonight, -Jeffery Rollins, Torres Alvarez, and Chandler  "Chad" Maxwell  are
in the gang bang slings, receiving the cocks of every member lucky enough to
show on this friday night. Randy Richards, Peter Dole, and Lynn Whitmen
supervise to make sure nothing goes wrong or gets out of hand.
Chad Maxwell is used to gang bangs, having been the focus point of many  of
them. Since pre-teen, he's had experience in pleasing men and causing them
multiple orgasms. Now at 24, his asshole and throat is well used. Men lined up
by the dozens to shove their thick cocks into him, eager to fuck his cum logged
 holes and fill them with their own special seeds. And Chad welcomes  them
all, planning on living this moment out to the  fullest!
19 y/o Jeffery Rollins wasn't as well versed in gang bangs as Chad, but  he
was familiar at having large cocks stuffed in his ass. For the past year,  he's
been living life in the closet, the secret sex slave of his white dominate
boyfriend/master -Randy. Upon their first meet, Randy introduced Jeffery to his
 first gang bang, taking him to Rusty's Biker Bar where he was fucked by
every  man in attendance that night. This was followed by his father and brothers,
once  they discovered Jeffery's ascension into gay-hood. As a remedy, they
decided to  "fuck the gayness out of him!" 5 brothers, along with his biological
father, 6  cousins, and 3 uncles; took turns butt fucking him until he had no
choice but to  (turn tail and) run, -back to the man that started it all for
him!
27 y/o Torres was the newest to male/male sex (this being his very first
gang bang). His first experience happened only a short time ago, when he
incidentally came across Peter Dole over an Internet Chat Line. Intrigued by  images
he'd seen On Line on men gratifying themselves with other men, he sought  his
first experience and landed in a 4some with Randy, Jeffery, and Peter. That
night marked a turning point as he quickly became Peter's regular bottom boy
whenever he wanted some tight puerto-rican boy-cunt! He knew it was likely that
 Torres would leave the club with a sore hole for days (if not weeks), but
that  was to be expected if he was to be the perfect boy bottom he wanted to
be.
Each bottom lay in a sling, his hands and legs strapped in while his ass  lay
vulnerable and exposed for fucking by club members. Chad was the quickest to
adapt, his ass being the most experienced as each new dick entered his ass
with  increasing ease, fucking him deep and cumming hard into his liquefied
guts.
One by one the men fuck his loosened asshole, treating him like a real  whore
as they added piss to his sloppy cunt. All the while Lynn is gathering  more
recruits to open his ass! At some point during the night, his anal-pussy is
so well fucked and cummed in, that they stop fucking him and start fisting him.
Chad was in pig  heaven as fist after big fat fist punched through his flabby
sphincter and  plunged into his cum laced dipping hole!
Randy was by Jeffery's side, whispering words of encouragement in his
lover's ear as he was fucked by a plethora of men. Jeffery grip the straps that
hold him in, his face tense as each cock pushes in and fucks him deeply. Usually
within 10 minutes of fucking, most of the men cum, unable to resist creaming
the  sexy black man's tight gripping anus. But occasionally there's a long
winded  rider that likes to move in as if he would a house. These fuckers tend to
 pulverize Jeffery's ass the most, fucking him in an array of depths and
paces  before finally pumping thick gushing loads of hot boiling semen into him
before  pulling out to make room for more men.
Torres took the most damage. His asshole was the tightest of the three,  and
each new dick broke through his resisting anal ring like new baby during
child birth. Even with the over abundance of cum in his anus, the fucking was
rough. The men (predominately white) butt fucked Torres and Jeffery (the 2
minorities) with a vengeance. Some were eager to get their first taste of ethnic
boy-pussy, while others whom held a sense of superiority wanted to feel even
more superior by baptizing the duel in their pure white cum loads. Either way,
Jeffery and Torres would be a long time forgetting this experience as their
assholes took weeks to mend back to their original  elasticity.
One man in particular got very aggressive with Torres, ramming his thick
white master-rod into the rican's tight clenching anus, and power fucking him
like a freight train as he grabbed a fistful of his hair and spit into the
Hispanic man's face while he plowed deeply into his asshole. Torres tried to
fight back, but was quickly subdued and put back into his proper place, as the
big white man slammed his tight asshole hard and  deep.
After the bang was over, the 3 men were taken into the shower area where
they were thoroughly cleansed by their lovers. Chad was high off sex, his anal
pussy pushed outwards, the pink ring resembling a small crater as he yawned for
 more sex. Pete obliged him by walking up behind him and shoving his 10 inch
manhood deep into Chad's backside.  Chad merely bent forward, loving the
feeling of the big cock probing his butt.  He clenched the shower wall, moaning
like a child as his ass was fucked hard and  deep. Pete gripped him about the
waist, beating a heavy rhythm into his bowels.  His cock rammed into Chad's
vitals,  slamming into his innards and releasing the spent cum left all the way up
in his  intestines.
Pete fucked Chad until he  felt his dick starting to pulse. Chad's asshole
felt like warm pudding, his  innards pounded into loose clay as his liquefied
guts molded to the shape of  Pete's cock. Pete shoved all the way into Chad's
cunt and  came. Chad felt the big dick pulsing inside him, the hot seed of Pete'
s cum  burning his sore innards. When Pete pulled out, Chad's asshole  turned
inside-out, releasing a huge deposit of warm cum onto the shower floor.  But
Chad wasn't done  yet, he wanted more cock. He reached over for Randy (whom
had been paying close  attention to cleansing Jeffery), demanding that the sexy
hunk fuck him in the  ass. Randy refused, not wanting anything to do with the
former fuck buddy, but Chad was  persistent. He grabbed at Randy's health
cock, gripping it hard as he tried to  stroke it to full stiffness. He turned his
back to the big hunk, trying to align  his hole up to the fat cock head. He
pushed back on it, trying to get it into  his cave, but still Randy refused,
pulling away instead. Chad became  irate, cursing up a storm as he became beside
himself. Jeffery (whom stood by  silently up until now) walked up to head Chad
face to  face. Before Chad had a  chance to insult him, Jeffery grabbed the 5
foot 6 white boy, slammed him up  against the shower wall, then aggressively
shoved his hard 7 inch black dick  straight up into Chad's slack  hole. Chad
screamed angrily, demanding Jeffery get his "black hands" off of him.  But
Jeffery ignored Chad's rants as  he continued to fuck in and out of his gaped
hole. Chad's lust for cock over  powered his hate for black people, as he stopped
fighting and silently gave in.  Randy, Pete, Torres, and Lynn stood by and
watched the young black boy butt-fuck  the white bottom.
Chad's hatred  for black men came when his anal virginity was taken by one
when he was still an  adolescent. His step father whored his mother for money,
poor Chad had to  watch his mother slowly deteriorate under the use of
narcotics while being  fucked day and night by strange men. One night, one of the
clients decided he  wanted some tight virgin boy-booty, and Chad's step father
sold it to the man,  uncaring of Chad's welfare as he made the (then 15 yr old)
submit to his very  first anal fuck. The man was 6 feet tall, 250 lbs of thick
black muscle, with a  huge 11 inch dick. He forced young Chad to take  every
inch of his cock as he ripped the boy's poor sphincter to shreds (as seen  in "
gang banged white pussy-boy" #1 in the gay/authoritarian section of Nifty).
Chad has held animosity against blacks and black men ever since, seeing them
more as sexual deviants then real human beings.
But there was no denying the good feeling Jeffery's cock was bringing to  his
ass tonight. Chad was an  empty vessel in desperate need of heavy cargo. His
hole had been fucked beyond  recognition, and Jeffery's cock was scratching
his itch in just the right  place.
Chad found himself bent over, giving his ass up to his most hated enemy.  He
loathed Jeffery for standing in the way of he and Randy, he'd had his eye on
the big beautiful bald hunk since he first met him some years ago. He wanted
Randy to be his full time lover back then, but Randy respected Alfredo's and
Chad's  relationship too much to interfere. He knew how Al felt about the boy,
and  didn't want to be the one that came between them. Randy was a big fan of `
bad  karma', he believed everything you did came back to you in one form or
another,  and he didn't want Chad leaving him later on in life if something
better came  along.
Jeffery held onto Chad's hips as  he fucked himself in and out of his first
piece of ass since fucking his former  girlfriend (Chantel) some time ago.
Since meeting Randy, Jeffery had been solely  a bottom for men, not having had his
dick submersed in any ass or pussy since  before his break-up with his girl
(back in series-II).
Jeffery had all but forgot a good piece of ass could feel on his dick. He
pumped into Chad's slick  slack hole with ever increasing strokes. His own
asshole felt strangely loosened  by all the cocks he'd taken that evening, but this
was the first time his  attention was focused on his cock instead of his
asshole.
Jeffery could feel the cum from previous fucks on his dick as he slammed  in
and out of the man. He ignored the hoots and cat-calls coming from on-lookers
as he pounded deeply into Chad's body. Chad groaned as  his ass was fucked.
He loved nothing in the world more than having his sweet  tender hole catered
to in such a manner. He closed his eyes and concentrated on  the pounding, his
own cock rock hard between his legs as he stroked himself off  to climax. Pete
ordered Torres to climb under Chad and suck his cock, Torres did  so
reluctantly, recalling how Chad had  insulted him earlier with racist remarks.
Torres got down on his knees and took Chad's pulsing  cock between his lips
and sucked. Chad moaned as  he was being given the royal treatment by 2
minorities, never in a million years  would he have expected to feel so good by
non-whites.
Torres sucked back and forth along the shaft of Chad's 6 inch member,  taking
it all the way down into the very back of his throat. Torres was grateful
for the size of Chad's meat, as he'd been choked often on Pete's whopper dong
too many times to count. He sucked back and forth on the boy, until he felt
his  cock suddenly spit load upon load of hot cum into his throat. Torres
gobbled the  boy juice down, despite his ill feelings towards  him.
Chad's male-cunt  tightened (slightly) around Jeff's plunging meat, causing
the handsome black to  shove his cock all the way inside. He unloaded a cup
full of cum up Chad's deep  valley, groaning and panting as he achieved his
first anal fuck ever. His cum  washed over Chad's innards,  mixing with the tons
of spent cum already flooding the white bottom's  bowels.
Jeffery removed his cock, feeling a little weak kneed in the process.  Randy
was there to catch him, as he held his boy affectionately as he helped him
back into the shower under the spray of water. He kissed Jeffery passionately,
telling him he did a good job and how proud he was of him and his
accomplishments.
Chad said  nothing, as he sullenly returned back to his lover's side. Lynn
kissed Chad,  then turned him towards the wall as he inserted his own hot cock
up into his  boyfriend's anus for one last fuck before  closing.
Later that night....
Pete helped Randy take Jeffery to the house and upstairs into their  bedroom.
It was nearly 5am, and Jeffery was exhausted from all the beers and  anal
fucking he'd gotten at the DUNGEON. They laid the half nude teenager down  gently
on the bed, and removed the rest of his clothing. Pete's cock grew rock  hard
just looking at Jeffery's fine black ass while he slept peacefully. The  anal
lips were fat and bloated from extreme use, and even through he was
thoroughly cleaned (inside and out) before they left the club, his abused anus  still
oozed remnants of semen which leaked from his intestines. Pete was half
tempted to ask Randy if he could dive in it for just 10 minutes and fuck the  well
used hole, but he still had a long drive home with Torres asleep in the  car.
"Take it easy, man." he said, hugging Randy at the door. The 2 men  were more
than friends, more than lovers, as they held each other tightly,  feeling
each other's hard bodies as one slowly groped the other's muscles. They  formed
a very tight unit over the years, and trusted each other immensely.
They loosened up on the hug, and kissed each other good-bye on the lips.  The
kiss lasted longer than intended, as both men were high and still horny even
after attending the all night fuck fest! Pete grabbed Randy by the back of
his  bald head, and stuck his tongue into his mouth and sucked hard on his
tongue.  Randy obliged by doing the same, sucking his lips along Pete's wet oral
muscle  as he ate Pete's spit. "We'd better cut this out, or I'll never get
home!"  informed Pete, his cock tenting the front of his leather  pants.
"You're welcomed to stay over, you and Torres both! I'm sure Jeff  wouldn't
mind sharing the bed." offered Randy, but Pete declined, saving it for
another time. They pulled apart as Pete turned and walked away, consoled with  the
sexy rican he had waiting for him in the car. Randy stood in the doorway and
watched as Pete got back into his car, pulled back out of his driveway, and
took  off down the street. The sun was just starting to peek up over the horizon
as  Randy's dogs trotted back and forth in the fenced yard. Randy promised
them a  walk in the morning after he wakes up. He Locked the door, then dragged
himself  upstairs where he stripping himself naked and got into bed beside his
lover.
Pete drove back home with Torres soundly asleep in the passenger's seat.  He
thought about Randy's offer to stay the night, but knew they wouldn't have
gotten much sleep. Pete had a very high sex drive, and with 3 very able asses
laying beside him in bed, Pete knew his dick would never get any  rest.
Torres was fast asleep when they finally pulled up into their own  drive.
Pete knew he was mentally and physically exhausted after taking on SO  MANY men
in one setting. Torres really wasn't used to such punishment, and had  even
passed out several times during the evening, only to be re-awakened to more  men
fucking him. His belly and abdomen swelled with the overflow of sperm in his
body before dispelling a good portion of the seeds in the shower before
leaving.  Pete helped him out of the car and into the house he purchased. He took
Torres  upstairs to their bedroom where he undressed him, then laid him down (on
his  stomach) in bed. Pete undressed while staring down at Torres' shaved
ass. His  dick inflated as he stripped himself naked. Torres was sound asleep,
but was  quickly awakened when he felt the brunt of Pete's 10 inch erection
pierce his  anal walls.
"UHHHH!!" cried Torres, feeling his bowels invaded  again.
Pete climbed on top of the tired Hispanic, as he drilled his cock home.  He
could feel the anus clamp and convulse around his deeply embedded shaft as he
ground it around in his boy's butt.
Since moving in with Pete, Torres has come to learn that his bottom was  no
longer his own, PETE now owned it, as he seemed to fuck whenever and however
he liked without ever asking Torres' permission.
Taking a 10 inch cock multiple times daily took some getting used to, but
Torres quickly learned to cope, as Pete was usually long in the saddle and  didn'
t like to stop riding until he spent his load.
After being straight for so long, becoming another man's full time bottom
also took some getting used to. In the Alverz family, Torres was the leader, his
 wife and kids did what he said as he was the head of the household. Here, HE
is  the bottom man, submissive to his better half in every sense of the word.
His  option, his decisions, his actions, are all dictated by the owner of the
house.  Torres answers to Pete for everything. And every night (and sometimes
during the  day), he is bent over, pressed in half, and fucked royally like a
common whore.  He knows this is his place in their relationship, and while it
may have taken  some getting used to, he currently wouldn't change it for the
 world.
"Yeah baby... give me that ass, Torres!" groaned Pete, sliding the  full
length of his amazing ivory tool in and out of the slick wet hole beneath  him. "
You did an excellent job tonight, baby! Those guys couldn't get enough of
your sweet Rican cunt! I can't tell you how many phone numbers I've gotten from
guys wanting to have us over for parties! Are you down with getting this
pussy  banged every weekend?"
"Every weekend...?" asked Torres, frightened by the thought of  weekly
repeats. Pete continue stabbing his ass with his bog bloated manhood,  pounding into
his over stuffed ass and hammering at his innards with a steady  stroke.
Torres' insides already ached with a numbing soreness, he couldn't  imagine
having that over worked feeling often, once in a lifetime was enough for  him
to relate. But Pete seemed so enthralled by the idea of sharing his new toy
with friends. Reluctantly Torres groaned an stale `yes', which seemed to
excite  Pete all the more as he increased the pace of his stroke and really started
to  pound the aching ass.
Torres gripped the sheets with his fists as he grit his teeth and bared  the
pain. His asshole felt as if it were about to detach from the rest of his
body and fall off at any minute. He'd never felt so sore, stuffed, and ravaged
all at once. He didn't understand how someone like Chad could take  it on a
regular basis. He knew his own asshole looked quite a sight after taking  so many
cocks in one night, but Chad's fist  fucked hole looked absolutes distorted
as it turned inside out and erupted cum  like a volcano. Torres understood that
Chad was one of the exceptions to the  rule, that not ever gay male bottom
took regular gang bangs and fist fuckings,  but the mere thought of being turned
into a nelly bottom like that, who took  that kind of punishment as if it
were the most natural thing to do, -scared the  absolute shit from the handsome
Puerto-rican father of  two.
The thing that scared Torres most, was being turned out, and made into  some
screaming queen with the asshole the size of a drain. He knew fucking  around
with Peter and his gang-bang buddies, that result was a definite  possibility.
Torres still saw himself as a straight man with a family, he didn't  want to
loose his manhood in the eyes of his children. Torres was a man raised  to
handle his responsibilities, and his wife and kids had always been his TOP
priority. Loosing their love and respect was a fate worse than death. He didn't
see how his kids could respect a father that left them and their mother for
another man. To be that man's bitch, taking all kinds of strange cocks up his
ass in the sake of homosexuality.
Pete had no idea what Torres was thinking. He thought the man was fully
content with being a bottom whore, he was actually looking forward to whore
Torres to as many of his friends as he could in a very short period of time.
Torres was a natural bottom that took to cock like a kite to air. He was suited
for dick, his compact body and round bubble Rican ass practically begged to be
fucked every time he walked. Just the sight of his straight ass made Pete's
dick  spring to full hardness.
Pete fucked hard and deep into Torres' ass, giving him the full length of
his long 10 inch ivory cock. He loved hearing the man moan in pain and pleasure
as his innards was pounded into human mush. Pete was a man ruled by sex, he
saw  manhood measured by the size of a man's cock, and his position in bed.
Aggression was best, tops were better. A big cock could rule the world. Every
man envied the man with the biggest weapon, and few men measured up like Pete,
which put him at the top of the chain (at least in his eyes). People like
Torres, Jeffery, and Chad were weak  bottoms that needed men like him to rule
and show them how inferior they were to  the real men of the world. Men like
Randy and Lynn Whitmen were more of an  enigma to Pete. He didn't think of Randy
as weak because he considered himself a  verse/top, but he didn't exactly see
them on his level as a strict/top either.
Randy was perhaps more manly than most men in his position, but Pete  still
saw him taking cock (even rarely) as a character flaw. But while Pete  didn't
completely agree with Randy's occasional need to bottom, he certainly  never
turned down an opportunity to fuck the humpy man either. Pete figured if  Randy
was offering his ass for service, who better to appreciate it than  him?
Torres felt the onslaught of his asshole as Peter Dole fucked him with  ever
increasing strength. He took out all of his aggression and power on the
smaller Torres, over powering, out manning, and out gunning him on every front.
Pete was the top man, the aggressor who did the fucking and took what he wanted,
 while Torres (the weaker male) took dick at whatever pace Pete demanded. He
was  the bottom man that submit and subjected to the superior man's needs.
Pete  dictated how the fuck went, and how long it lasted. Sex wasn't over until
HE  came, flooding the bottom man's anal track or mouth with the essence of his
 seeds. And the bottoms were always grateful for the gift, begging to be
filled  as his sperm shot into their bodies like a water cannon on full blast.
Torres was certainly grateful when he felt Pete's cock expand in  his rectum,
then start pulsing fresh batches of hot semen into his anal cavern.  He was
grateful that his latest ordeal was over, allowing him a moment to rest  and
recuperate. Pete laid out full on Torres' back, kissing him gently about the
back, neck, and shoulders as he left his cock in balls deep to drain. In a
matter of minutes, they were both snoring in peaceful  bless.