Date: Wed, 21 Sep 2022 21:49:00 +0100
From: PCW Tosh <pcwtosh@gmail.com>
Subject: All the way from Memphis

Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence
that this actually happened, but we can all dream.

Stay healthy and practice safe sex!

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All The Way From Memphis

Max joined the after party at the first Dutch grand Prix since 1985, twelve
years before he was born. The Red Bull driver had re-written the history
books and put his name down as the first ever Dutch winner of the Dutch
Grand Prix. Feeling untouchable, the eyes of the room on him Max stood in
the middle of the room with a few of his close friends and engineers. The
few that dared to ask were rewarded with a beaming selfie as Max enjoyed
the adoration. Following the after party, Max found himself being taken to
an exclusive club in Amsterdam. Hip, trendy and most importantly
ridiculously expensive, just how Max liked it.

The DJ kept the atmosphere pumping, fast tunes with a mixture of hard drops
and light transitions kept the clubbers dancing. Max had already spent
enough energy today beating Lewis, now it was his time to relax. The
manager had found him and his friends a VIP section in with a few other
private parties. Expensive bottles of vodka, whisky and rum were passed
around like joints as Max's friends found more and more girls to add to the
pool of potentials.

"Sup?" A handsome, black man asked as he threw himself into a chair next to
Max without asking. "Errr. Can I help you?" Max responded, confused at
whoever this guy was before realising the owner. "Memphis." The handsome
man responded by holding out a fist. Max grinned, thinking about a man he
had thought about so many times in his PSV Eindhoven kit. Memphis chuckled,
"Congratulations on your win today." He replied, holding his glass out for
a cheers. "Thanks." Max smiled, knocking his glass against Memphis'. "What
brings you here?" Max continued. "Day off tomorrow." The Barcelona forward
beamed, sitting back and taking a swig of his drink.

Time flew by as the two young Dutch stars talked about sports, girls and
going to work drunk. "Yeah, you can't drive an F1 car drunk, you'd kill
yourself." Max snorted with laughter. As they recovered from their most
recent fit of laughter Memphis decided to throw Max a curveball. "Why don't
you kneel before the race?" he asked with a look of semi-seriousness. "This
shit again." Max huffed, "You think I'm racist?" he continued staring at
Memphis with a menacing look. The 27-year-old held his ground. "I don't
know you man." He replied coolly, "You seem pretty nice to me." "Exactly."
Max snapped, "If I was racist, I would've told your black ass to fuck off
straight away, so don't come with that shit!"

Memphis let Max breath for a moment while he considered his response, "Ok,
so now I think you're a little bit racist." Memphis smirked. "What the fuck
do you mean?" Max retorted a look of pure fury in his eyes. "My black ass."
"Yes, just stating a fact." Max cut in. "And don't you worry, I've had
plenty of black ass, I just don't think you should be kneeling for
equality." Max finished throwing his drink back and reaching for a
refill. "Yeah, I get that too." Memphis beamed, satisfied with Max's
answer, "There aren't many black people in F1 though, so is the black ass
you've had Lewis'?" Memphis giggled. "Not yet, but I will if I win our
bet." Max replied smugly.

"What happens if you lose your bet?" Memphis asked thoughtfully, pretty
certain he knew the answer in this 50-50 equation. "I don't lose bets." Max
beamed proudly. "So, then you'll have to get your black cock some other way
then." Memphis grinned, spreading his legs open a little wider still. Max
noticed the suggestive way Memphis was sitting and he nodded with a smile,
"I think you're right." Max replied, throwing his drink back and standing
up. "Let's go, before anyone notices." he continued.

Stumbling drunkenly through the door of Max's apartment, the pair giggled
before indulging in a long deep kiss. Kicking the door shut, Max pushed
Memphis back towards the living room area. Max sucked hard at the
27-year-old's bottom lip, the black boy tasting so good and yet bad, very
bad. Neither of them was at their freshest after spending a few hours in
that dark sweaty club, but neither of them cared right now, they'd pulled.

Max broke their kiss and looked deep into Memphis' eyes, "You want to see
me take a knee?" Max grinned. Memphis returned the smile with a quick nod
and watched as Max obeyed, slowly lowering himself down onto his left
knee. The footballer looked down on Max's smooth, gentle face as the F1
driver looked back at him. Max's hands worked quickly at Memphis' belt
buckle and opening the footballer's jeans Max reached straight for the
thick tent in front of his face, grasping it firmly.

The Red Bull driver's blue eyes looked up at Memphis as his fingers ran
along the black boy's hard shaft, stroking it gently through the thin,
cotton fabric. A soft coo fell from Memphis' lips as Max's fingers worked
his foreskin back and forth within the confines of his black boxer
shorts. The F1 driver ran his tongue across his lips sensually as he
stroked the footballer's thick meat. Max moved closer to the mound in front
of his eyes and pressed his lips against it. A powerful throb pushing Max's
face away told the 23-year-old Memphis was very much looking forward to
what was about to happen next.

Max's fingers slipped into the fly and carefully, the F1 driver pulled
Memphis' cock through into the open. The 23-year-old measured his approach,
resisting the urge to swallow the whole thing in one go. Using just the tip
of his tongue, Max caressed the underside of Memphis' head and maintaining
his eyes on the footballer's face he began to swirl around it. Memphis
groaned happily responding to Max's lips gliding along his rock-hard
cock. The footballer's hand automatically came to rest on top of Max's
head, firmly encouraging the 23-year-old to suck his black dick. The
feeling of worship coming from the way Max sucked his cock was something
the footballer had become so used to. Memphis' girls were good at taking
it, the way that the footballer would hold the back of their head and just
plough their faces until they were gasping for air. Max however didn't need
to be dominated, the Red Bull driver's throat enclosed every inch of
Memphis' cock without fail while his tongue remained pressed against the
footballer's head, stimulating it every time Max rolled forward.

Taking his blowjob to the next level, Max reached under Memphis' boxers and
gently took hold of the black boy's balls through the soft fabric. "Fuck
yeah boyyyy." Memphis hissed. The Red Bull driver's fingers made small,
light movements, just enough to stimulate the footballer's balls causing
them to churn his creamy cum. The F1 driver sucked hungrily at Memphis'
cock, drinking in the flavour of the footballer's meaty sausage. Radiating
groans of pleasure surrounded them with Memphis keen to let Max know how
good his oral skills were. Max's blue eyes looked up through the darkness
to read Memphis' expression. The Red Bull driver couldn't see details but
he could tell that Memphis' eyes were open and staring down at him
intently, watching his every move.

Memphis drained his glass and reaching for the table he placed it down
carefully. The footballer then placed his hands on either side of Max's
head and forced his cock into Max's face. The sense of interracial
dominance between them seemed mutually arousing. Max gave no protest
whatsoever as Memphis' crotch swung back and forth with increasing pace and
vigour, jabbing his cock into the Red Bull driver's tonsils. Max's ability
to deepthroat was clear and without the slightest hint of a gag, he
polished the beautiful black sword as it fucked his willing face.

Max relaxed; the 23-year-old felt at ease with the Barcelona forward's cock
in his face. As he sucked, the F1 superstar reached for his own jeans and
opened them up to stroke his rock hard 8-inch cock. [I fucking love black
cock.] Max smiled to himself, pressing the footballer's head against his
tonsils. Max's lips slid along Memphis' beautiful shaft, spreading his
saliva across the thick, embossed veins of the footballer's shaft. The Red
Bull driver moved expertly along Memphis' shaft breathing through his nose
each time he slid his lips to the footballer's round head.

Memphis moaned to the ceiling then placing his hands on Max's shoulders, he
began to move the 23-year-old backwards. Max moved to pull off Memphis'
cock but the footballer's hand stopped him. The Red Bull driver remained
attached to Memphis' cock as they moved backwards, the question going
through his mind, along with Memphis' cock, was where are we going? Coming
to a stop against a couch, Max's question was answered, suddenly he was no
longer in control, now the footballer had taken full control of the
situation and Memphis' musky crotch began to swing aggressively into his
face.

Max's cock throbbed hard as he sucked the 27-year-old's fat cock, the Red
Bull driver breathed skillfully through his nose as the footballer's head
left his oesophagus only to return deep and hard a second later. Max smiled
inside, the feeling of a cock filling his body was his biggest turn on. The
lack of control over his face being fucked was the best bit, the young
Dutchman relaxed his throat and allowed Memphis' cock to do anything it
wanted.

Memphis followed his instincts and his instincts were controlled by his
heavy balls, the footballer's nuts were aching, demanding more stimulation
through his head. Memphis obeyed his orders, ramming his shaft into Max's
smooth face, forcing his head into the F1 driver's forgiving tonsils. The
footballer held Max's soft brown hair for leverage and fucked the
23-year-old's gentle features. "Damn those lips." Memphis cursed, watching
them as they glided along his raging shaft. Memphis jabbed Max's face a
dozen more times then pulling all the way back, he popped free. "Can I get
some of that ass?" Memphis beamed. The F1 driver had already decided, but
taking a second to glance down from Memphis' face, along his toned frame
and resting on that big black cock, Max smiled then grinned back up at the
Barcelona forward. "I'd be offended if you didn't!" He replied, rising
slowly.

Spinning under Memphis' guidance, Max turned to find a couch arm. "How do
you like it?" Memphis asked thoughtfully. "Destroy me, like you did to my
face." Max answered emphatically without a hint of hesitation. Memphis'
cock thickened angrily, determined to do as instructed. Crouching down
behind Max, Memphis placed a hand on each arse cheek, then spreading them
apart, he spied Max's tight hole. [Fuck yes] Memphis smiled, studying the
tightness of the pink hole in front of him. Memphis' fingers closed tight
around the Red Bull driver's muscular arse cheeks and pulled them nice and
wide. Moving forward into the gap, the 27-year-old placed his tongue at the
base of Max's crack and slid up.

"Oh fuck." Max yelled, a hint of surprise that the footballer decided to
rim him first. Memphis' tongue felt amazing, slowly sliding along the F1
driver's hole, gently lubricating Max's entrance. The footballer smirked to
himself, after a long busy day of racing and partying, Max was dank but he
didn't mind, the F1 star was a man, and a sexy man at that, Memphis knew
that even he can't have been that fresh but that wasn't a bad thing
either. "God, yesss." Max agreed as Memphis' tongue invaded his tight
hole. The footballer had done this before, Max smiled to himself
appreciating the tongue slipping between his hole and gently moistening his
quivering entrance. He didn't need to, but to heighten the experience a
little further, the Red Bull driver slowly stroked his hard 8-inch cock,
sliding his tight foreskin around his swollen purple head.

Memphis worked Max's cavity hard, sucking at the 23-year-old's gamey
insides. The flavour was perfect, natural and oh so arousing, that was the
flavour of submission, the opening on an arsehole which knew it was about
to get torn apart by his big black cock. Pushing his tongue in deeper,
Memphis' cheeks were pressed hard against Max's big, pale arse
cheeks. Memphis could taste the tension in Max's ring, the F1 driver's hole
had a faint trail of light brown hairs leading into his tight pink
opening. The Barcelona forward had no fear pushing his pointed tongue hard
into Max's hole, both men smiled internally as Max's hole parted to grant
Memphis access. Pushing in and then straight up, Memphis sought to drink
the 23-year-old's dank flavour, the footballer's tongue instantly began to
lap up Max's manly essence.

Max sighed, enjoying the feel of a curly wet tongue within his hole. The
Red Bull driver pushed out his ring, giving Memphis as much access as he
could. "Yeah, boy prep that white hole." Max groaned. The F1 driver pushed
back into Memphis' hungry face, the footballer's late-night stubble
scratched against Max's smooth, pink skin filling the Red Bull driver with
excitement, hopefully he would be getting a good hard fuck from a strong
young man.

Memphis was eager to get his hard cock back in the warmth of Max's body and
with one firm heave, he pushed the F1 driver off his tongue. "Ohh." Max
moaned submissively, committing to his role as Memphis' bitch. The
footballer noted the suggestive tone of Max's moan and replied by smacking
the 23-year-old across his round, pale arse. Neither of them could see it
in the dimly lit room, but with the sound it made they both knew there was
a pink mark forming on Max's arse. There was no time to dwell for Max as
Memphis took his hips roughly in his left hand then felt the footballer's
head pressing at his hole. The bottom just closed his eyes and relaxed,
doing nothing to push out his tight pink hole. Through experience, Max knew
he didn't need to do anything and as the footballer's weight increased
behind his head, the two became united with a satisfying grunt as Memphis'
head penetrated Max's ring.

Two horny young men unified at the cock and arse on a drunken night of
celebration meant there was no passion to be found. Once he had breached
Max's ring, Memphis placed his hands on Max's hips and driving his big
black cock deep into the Red Bull driver's belly Memphis found himself just
an inch away from Max's arse with two strokes. Strangely however, as Max
hadn't made the slightest noise of discontent at being penetrated so deep
so quickly, the footballer felt slightly unnerved. Pulling back the entire
length of his 7.5-inch cock and thrusting it forward into Max's arse, the
top kept pushing until it was only Max's warm, round arse cheeks stopping
him. To Memphis' relief, even Max couldn't resist the feeling of a cock
sliding the entire length of his warm hole, causing him to release a gentle
moan. Hard and horny, once Memphis was in, he got to work immediately
thrusting his pelvis while he swung back and forth on his knees. "Yeah boy,
that ass feels nice." He groaned as Max's raw hole sucked hard on his
probing boner. Quickly, the sound of their gentle sighs were drowned out by
the noise of the 27-year-old's muscular crotch crashing into Max's round
arse.

The burning of his ring never bothered Max as a nice hard cock entered his
body and now that Memphis had really begun to fuck him, the whole
experience was starting to feel really good indeed. Firm shots of muscular
man thudded against his arse cheeks and better yet, with his head pressed
against the side of the couch, cushioning every blow, there was nowhere
else to go. Every time Memphis plunged into the 23-year-old's arse the
footballer's cock dug as deep down as it could go, stroking Max's prostate
with every firm thrust.

Memphis already felt comfortable enough to change his grip and moving his
hands from Max's hips to his head, he forced the racing driver's head down
to the ground meaning that both the couch and now the ground were blocking
Max from making any forward progress. With Max in a more vulnerable
position, it was time to take full advantage and destroy the sexy white
boy. Memphis leaned forward so that his centre of gravity was now above the
F1 driver meaning that when he threw his body weight into the prone bottom,
he could deliver more power into his thrusts and use his position to
restrict Max's blood flow.

After the briefest pause to realign himself, Memphis began to slam his hard
black cock back into Max's tight white body. The F1 driver could feel how
Memphis' new position had changed the experience. With his skull pressed
into the ground Max could feel the blood rushing to his head, a phenomenon
heightened by the power Memphis delivered with every thrust. The bottom
could feel his 8-inch cock stiffen to its hardest, swinging wildly with
every abusive shot from the footballer's crotch.

Memphis hammered hard into Max's perfect arse for another couple of minutes
bringing himself relatively close to a climax with the depth and frequency
of his shots. Raw, saliva-lubricated sodomy was about as tight as sex got
and it was beginning to test them both. Memphis could feel Max's hole
loosening slowly around his thick cock but even at its widest the racer's
tight arse was the perfect home to bury his throbbing boner which he
slammed into Max with another emphatic thrust. Max too felt his hole
opening nicely under the duress of the 7.5-inch piece of thick black meat
pounding his insides. The Red Bull driver's cock throbbed angrily, begging
to be touched in order to truly appreciate just how good this fucking
really was. Max's hole swallowed Memphis' thick black shaft, hugging tight
to the dark meat as it slid deep into his belly, stroking the 23-year-old's
sweet g-spot. In the darkness, Max couldn't see anything and that was no
problem, all the bottom had to do was relax and allow the bare meat
entering him to do its work.

"You like being my bitch?" Memphis panted playfully. "Yeah, give me all you
got. Let's go full send!" Max replied defiantly, his favourite racing
phrase had always been 'full send' and to Max, sex was no different. "Uh
uh. I wanna see you cum for me before I let you go." Memphis laughed. The
footballer took the opportunity to pause fucking and pulling his entire
shaft out of Max's hole Memphis treated himself to a short break. Although
he didn't show it, Max felt an appreciation for the break in proceedings
made better by Memphis' need to exert a bit more dominance over him. Once
the footballer had popped free of Max's ring, he quickly peeled his jeans
free from his legs before pulling his shirt up over his head, throwing them
both aside. Next, taking Max roughly by the hips, Memphis tossed the racer
onto his back. The footballer pulled Max's jeans free exposing his pale,
hairy legs and threw it on top of his clothes pile. With Max's legs nicely
spread, the top located his hole and taking his cock about midway up the
shaft he reinserted himself into the Red Bull driver's warm hole. Memphis
slid to the hilt easily but this time looking down at Max's face he could
watch the bottom's lip quiver as he got re-penetrated. For effect, Memphis
then paused to unbutton Max's shirt and throw it wide open to expose the
23-year-old's smooth chest.

"Right bitch, I want to see you jerk until you cum in your own face."
Memphis barked. "You better fuck me hard enough to feel it then." Max
retorted smartly. Challenge accepted! Pushing Max's legs back to raise the
racer's hole a little higher Memphis gave himself the perfect angle to
drive deep and hard into Max's belly, instantly the top crashed down into
the 23-year-old meeting the performance target requested. Using the couch
as a buffer, Memphis pulled his cock back around 5 inches before slamming
deep into Max's body, stopped only by the weight of the heavy
furniture. "Jesus Christ!" Max grumbled as the footballer's muscular body
assaulted his hole. As requested, the Red Bull driver took hold of his
8-inch boner and began to wank rapidly. The feeling of his fist running the
length of his shaft and pleasuring him so made the powerful top's body more
bearable, in fact, after a minute or so of being pounded, Max was very much
enjoying himself with his cock thickening each time Memphis' bare cock
slammed against his prostate.

Memphis had no idea where to hold Max, he just wanted to fuck the little
bitch as hard as he could. The top settled on two places, using his left
arm to keep Max's leg back and therefore keeping his lower half raised,
Memphis took hold of Max's side while his right hand closed itself around
the 23-year-old's smooth neck and tightened. Driving his weight in behind
his hard cock, Memphis leaned on Max's airways, attempting to fuck the air
out of the bottom and through his own restrictive grip.

With so much energy confined to one area of the room, the two men were
sweating profusely. Memphis' entire body has become drenched in his own
fluids with salty sweat encasing every inch of his athletic body in a
beautiful sheen. The footballer ploughed on regardless, pulling the
majority of his raw, dark cock from Max's hole then ramming in back inside
the Red Bull driver's smooth, pale belly. Max too had begun to glow with a
glossy coat of his own delicious sweat. Although he had less work to do,
his pale skin twinkled from the room's lights which shimmered with another
hard shot from the horny footballer.

[I wish I was wearing my crash helmet!!!] Max's brain complained to himself
as his head rebounded off the couch behind him. Although he found the pain
of his skull mildly distracting, the pleasure of his hole was more than
making up for it. The bottom jerked himself as fast as he could, pulling
his veiny foreskin back and forth making sure to expose his head every
time. The Red Bull driver could feel his shaft hardening in anticipation of
his balls which had begun to tingle excitedly. With his head smashing
against the sofa and his airway mostly blocked, Max's head had gone numb
and the only thing his senses could really understand was the incredible
stimulation his nuts felt from the raw black cock sliding between his tight
arse walls.

"Holy fuck!" Max cursed as Memphis' big black missile delivered another
hard shot inside his tight tunnel causing Max's entire body to shake with
happiness. The Red Bull driver's nuts drew tight to his body and another
hard blow from Memphis' powerful body began a rush of cum which squirted
across Max's smooth chest. "Shit, fucking shit!" Max squealed as his orgasm
escalated in line with the pounding his hole continued to receive. Memphis
didn't need to look down at Max to know what was happening, the bottom's
tensing ring told him all he needed to know. The footballer drove his cock
hard into Max's belly using the added tightness for his own gain as he too
approached his orgasm. "Ah fuck!" Max complained, a mixture of added force
from Memphis' body and his own orgasm causing Max's dissent. The racer's
groans only made him hotter to Memphis who shoved another helping of his
long black cock deep into Max's tight sweaty body.

Max's groaning went up an octave as he moved into the final stages of his
orgasm, groaning at how sensitive his entire body felt as Memphis hard cock
pleasured his insides. "I love black dick." Max hissed as another load of
his seed sprayed across his smooth chest. The Red Bull driver's words were
greeted with another hard thud from Memphis who fucked another helping of
cum out of Max's shaft. "Oh Christ!" Max complained again as the final
contents of his nuts landed across his stomach with a sigh of happiness, he
was relieved.

Max didn't have to wait too long for the Barcelona forward either, the
footballer's cock had been edged nicely by Max's tightened hole and after a
couple more stabs, he felt his balls surging. Memphis pulled his throbbing
shaft out of Max with half a second to spare as he unloaded a viscous shot
of his warm milk. The Red Bull driver winced as his hole sealed itself
while his eyes watched as his body hosted its second load in a matter of
minutes.

Memphis' lovely dark slit suddenly flashed white as his eruption began with
a furious wave of his pearly cum. The footballer grunted a long deep sound
of happiness sending a load of warm milk across Max's belly button. "Oh
fuck." Max groaned encouragingly, impressed by the size of the load that
joined his own pooling across his smooth, pale stomach. "Jesus Christ." Max
repeated as the shots rained over him, showering his skin with shiny white
cum. Memphis' balls tightened forcing every drop of the black boy's seed
out across Max's sticky body. The 23-year-old's warm flesh had been so
tight and arousing around Memphis' thick head and his eruption proved
it. Biting Max's sweaty shoulder, not enough to break skin but more than
enough to pass on his current pained pleasure, Memphis felt the contents of
his nuts surging through his shaft as it joined the rest of his seed spread
across Max's belly. The footballer rolled his neck along Max's smooth,
sweaty neck to indulge in a little more man flavour to accompany the
following shots of his cum, splashing across the racer's pale body.

"Jesus Christ, that's one hell of a load!" Max exclaimed as Memphis' shots
weakened. The racer looked down along his body and appreciated Memphis'
huge purple head as the final group of shots squirted out across his
body. Max smiled happily with the warm feeling of Memphis' hot cum as it
sheened his smooth skin. "Damn, that arse was too tight!!!" The 27-year-old
huffed, dropping his empty cock down to soften. "Why thank you, but I'm not
sure that's true anymore." Max grinned proudly; Memphis returned Max's
smile before they indulged in another firm kiss. Max remained glued to the
floor, panting heavily as he tried to refill his lungs with oxygen. Memphis
pushed himself up from the floor and stood looking down on his cummy
canvas. "Looking good." He grinned down at the Red Bull driver before
heading over to the kitchen to fix himself a drink.

After another 20 seconds of panting while listening to the sounds of
clinking and clanking Max pushed himself up slowly, watching the hardening
cum as he did so. "Don't I get something to clean up with?" Max
frowned. "Uh uh bitch, sit your ass down." Memphis grinned pointing towards
the couch. Max was at a loss; he had no idea what to do next and found
himself obediently following Memphis' instructions. A few moments later
with two drinks in hand, Memphis dropped himself into the couch alongside
Max, handing the 23-year-old the second drink. "Cheers." They clinked.

"I know they say once you go black you don't go back, but I think I
probably will." Max explained. "You love to antagonise, don't you?" Memphis
grinned, sensing Max was looking for an argument. "I really do." Max
giggled. "Yeah, I should punch you in the face." Memphis glared "Just do it
with that big black dick and neither of us will have a problem." Màx
laughed coolly, bringing a broad grin from the footballer. "I'll drink to
that. And good luck in your battle with Lewis. Bring the crown home to the
Netherlands." Memphis smiled as they raised their glasses again.

END

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