Date: Wed, 3 Feb 2021 18:14:28 +0000 From: "dhammond08@outlook.com" Subject: A Teacher's Calling Pt 3 Please donate and support Nifty if you enjoy the content here. Pt 3 Has elements of Adult/Youth, Interracial, Watersports/Piss play. Work is fiction. Robert had been fed five loads already. Sean had provided three of those loads and Dante was working on giving Robert his sixth load, altogether. For Dante's third load he changed their positions. Instead of having Robert lay back on the lounger and allow the men to use his whiteboy throat like the cumchute it was made for, Dante wanted to lay back and see how Robert could worship his dick. Dante found a nice recliner on the patio to stretch out on. He removed the lounger's cushions and put them on the patio floor between his legs. A comfortable spot for Robert to kneel on while he worked hard at showing Dante his gratitude for the cock and cum he would receive, and had received already. Dante was stretched out on the recliner and his stiff cock, shimmering in the moonlight from Robert's saliva, was standing straight up. Waiting for Robert's mouth. Robert knelt down between Dante's legs, his hands gingerly placed on Dante's knees, and slid up close to the beautiful black cock that was before him. Robert could barely contain himself, he could hardly believe the position he found himself in. It seemed too good to be true. As Robert started to lean in to take his gift into his mouth Dante noticed tears running down his face. "Hey baby. Everything ok?" Dante asked with honest concern. "Huh? I, um...what?" Robert spat out, a little confused. "You're crying. Why?" At that moment Robert raised his right hand off Dante's left knee and rubbed his fingers across his cheek. That's when he felt the tears. Shocked, he realized that his face was a little numb from the ferocious throat fucking Dante and Sean had given him earlier. Immediately he knew why he was crying. "No sir. I'm fine. It's just...just that, well, it just kinda hit me that I'm where I've always wanted to be. My stomach is getting fuller by the hour, I have two gorgeous black men to worship, with more on their way, and as much black cock and cum as I can handle. Now you're about to let me worship your cock and feed me another load of your sweet nectar... they're tears of happiness, sir." "That's the kind of approach necessary to properly worship black cock. So far you've done great. Keep it up and you'll never go without. Later tonight will be a good test of your devotion." Dante replied. Dante smiled and leaned back, allowing Robert to engulf his cock with his mouth. No gag reflex, no words, just a whiteboy bowing down before a superior man's cock and giving it the worship it deserves. Robert began to deepthroat Dante's cock slowly. Deliberately pacing himself. Since he could control the rhythm he wanted to see how much precum he could milk out first. He discovered quickly that there is a distinct difference in flavor between precum and cum. Robert would gleefully admit to his love and craving for the taste of a black man's load but he enjoyed the taste of their precum even more. Occasionally coming off Dante's cock just long enough to suck his balls or lick his asshole then right back to milking out more precum. The syrupy texture and unique blend of sugary and savory flavors had Robert hooked after his first taste. He was practically nursing on Dante's cock, a form of worship Dante was happy to approve. "Enjoying that pre?" "Mmm-hmmm" was all Dante got for a reply. "Well, take your time. Get as much as you like. I think Sean has a little treat for you when you're ready..." and Dante let his voice trail off as his head rolled back and he closed his eyes and let Robert worship in quiet. Only sounds to be heard in the cool night's air was the sounds of Robert slurping and sucking on Dante's cock. The noises seemed to bounce around the patio creating its own ambiance. Robert was busy priming Dante's cock for as much precum as possible, his goal was to drain him dry. But, he couldn't help but wonder what kind of surprise Sean had for him. As best he could tell, Sean had been sitting off to the side drinking cocktails ever since the last load he fed Robert. Finally, after another good thirty minutes of milking Dante, he finally looked up and asked Sean, "So, what kinda surprise you got for me?" "I got something you faggots love. You fucking white faggots love this shit. I know because we do this all the time and you bitches always have the same reaction. So, imma give you a treat but you still gotta finish Dante off when we done." "Yes sir!" Robert, having no idea what it could be, didn't move but looked up to Sean for direction. "Stay there, Robby. You ain't gotta move. Imma do what I gotta do right there and when I'm done you gonna say 'thank you' and you gonna get that nut outta Dante's dick. You understand boy?" Sean's tone said this was one of those things he couldn't question. Fearful if he hesitated any he would be out, he replied immediately, "Yes sir!". With that Sean walked over to Robert and stood in front of him with his cock pointed at Robert's mouth. "Okay, Bobby. Open up! Close your eyes. When it starts you will wrap your lips around the head and that is all." Robert was on the verge of physically shaking. His excitement and adrenaline had his heart racing. He still had no clue what was about to transpire but knew that he wanted it. As he knelt there on both knees, still between Dante's legs, turned to his right to face Sean and eyes closed, mouth agape, he couldn't help but feel...grateful. Then he felt it hit his tongue. The tangy warm liquid was unmistakable. Almost involuntarily, practically instinctual, he closed his lips around the head and began to swallow as fast as he could. Sean grunted in relief, he had been holding it for awhile. The warm piss sent shivers all over his body as he was kneeling before his superior black god and lovingly receiving his gift. Robert realized he had no limits when it came to black men. His purpose was becoming clearer as the night wore on, he was here for the sexual pleasure of black men. Their enjoyment was his highest priority. He felt the intensity of the stream begin to fade and he wondered how long he had been drinking. His stomach felt full and he knew there was more cum to come and probably piss too. Then he heard Sean. Once it stopped and Sean slid it out of Robert's mouth, Robert said "Thank you!" as he was instructed. "Get back on that cock and drain my boy!" "Yes sir!" And he dove back onto Dante's cock with wanton desire. Too be continued...