Date: Thu, 2 Aug 2012 20:57:24 -0700
From: J H <gymguy8@gmail.com>
Subject: Black Man in the Grey Morning, 3

3.

I put the pipe and torch down, then turned back to Javier. He had
pulled off his boxers, and was now naked and hard, leaning back on the
couch. His eyes were sort of focused on the TV, but also dreamy and
distant as he was enjoying the start of the high. "Suck me, man," he
said. I did a hit of the poppers, and returned to kneeling between his
legs. I licked the tip of his cock, tasting a small drop of
pre-cum. My hands were resting on his hips, and as I wrapped my lips
around his cockhead, I felt him beginning to relax. This was something
he knew how to enjoy: enjoying the first perfect moments of a crystal
high and a personal cocksucker working on his cock. He knew it would
only be a few moments before I had most of his penis in my mouth and
his cockhead pressing into my throat.

"Right on, bro," Eli said, "Swallow that Latino cock." He and Javi
started to make out, as Eli stroked his cock. Out of the corner of my
eye, I could see that it was still the same size, as big and thick as
ever. I was terrified of the moment when he was going to try to shove
his tool into my ass. But I also knew there would be no way I'd refuse
him that pleasure, especially with the crystal fueling my every
action. I tried not to think about the future and what I'd be called
on to do. When the time came, I'd face it and take it like a good
bottom. While I had been thinking, I had gotten Javi's cockhead all
the way to the back of my mouth, just hitting my throat.

It was time to try my best and swallow his cock. I hoped that I would
be able to avoid gagging, but was scared that I couldn't control my
reactions with a thick cock in my throat. With all the hits we had
done from the glass pipe, my mouth was dry, and it wasn't as easy as
earlier to get used to his hard shaft going into me. But Javier was
definitely ready for me to take his entire cock and to go all the way
down. He had put his hand on the back of my head, gently but firmly
pressing me further onto his cock. I swallowed, and relaxed my
throat. With a pop, his cockhead invaded my throat and stretched it
out. "Fuck man!  That's what I'm needing now," Javi said. He pushed on
the back of my head harder, forcing me to swallow the entire length of
his cock. He was no longer being gentle or slow about it, but made me
take the entire length of his shaft in one fast stroke. I wasn't
expecting his sudden thrust, and had to force myself to calm down and
suppress a gag.

"You ok there, white boy?" Eli asked me. I was still trying to get
used to all of Javi's cock in my throat, but I nodded yes
anyway. Javi's tool was cutting off my air supply and I knew I would
have to pull off shortly, just to catch my breath. But for a few more
moments, I would let Javi have the joy of a warm throat around his
cock. And I would have the pleasure of a hard cock stretching out my
throat.

"He's trying not to gag, I can tell," Javi said. "Feels fucking
awesome for me though."

"Maybe a different position would be better, bro?" Eli said. I
couldn't keep Javi's cock in my throat any longer. I needed to breath
and to have something to drink. Javi released the pressure on the back
of my head, and let me pull off. Eyes blurry, I gasped a few times,
and looked at the two dark men, watching my every move. "Let's go into
the bedroom, bro."  Eli said.

I coughed a bit and was finally able to speak. "Yea, that would be
good." It was nice to be able to breath again finally, although I was
already missing sucking on their cocks. All I could think about was
getting a cock, any cock, back into my mouth. My ass was twitching as
well, the shard of crystal inside me had finally melted. I wanted to
get fucked as well as suck cock.

"You got a TV in there?" Eli asked. "This is a hot movie," he
continued.

"Yeah, I do. No worries." I stood up and gathered the supplies I had
brough out: pipe, torch, crystal, lube, poppers. I went to the TV and
stopped the movie, pulling the DVD from the player.

"You want anything else to drink?" I asked the guys. "Water? Juice?
Vodka? Beer?"

"How about a screwdriver?" Javi asked.

"You got any more vitamin V for us," Eli asked me. It took me a second
to realize what he was referring to, the Viagra I had provided for the
two men.

"I'll have to check." I went into the bedroom, dropping off every
thing I had gathered, before returning to the living room. Eli and
Javi were still on the couch, just stroking their cocks. One of Javi's
hands was resting on Eli's muscular thigh. Although the two were
utterly comfortable with each other naked and aroused, it was hard to
tell if this was just a friendship or something deeper. I had a
suspicion that I was a crucial element here, someone to act as an
intermediary for these two men and receptacle for their needs,
desires; their cocks and loads.

In the kitchen, I made two screwdrivers, and brought them out. I took
a swig from one, and handed it to Javi. I offered the other to Eli,
but he motioned I should drink it myself. "To the bedroom, guys?"  I
asked.

Eli and Javi got up, somewhat reluctantly aroused from their
relaxation. They followed me into the bedroom. I put the DVD on, and
fast forwarded it to the next scene. I knew it was a three-way: a
black and a white top on a white bottom. It opened with the bottom
alternately sucking off the two tops. "Right on, man," Javi said,
standing and staring at the large flat-screen TV on the dresser. Eli
hopped on the bed and leaned against the headboard. Almost
immediately, he started stroking his cock and watched the action
unfold on the TV.

"You got that extra V for us?" Eli asked me. I went over to the
bedtable, where I had put the supplies, and looked in the drawer. I
shuffled around in the drawer, looking through my stash. I found not
only another viagra, but a full bag of crystal.

"Double bonus," I said. I showed him the stash of tina and the viagra.

"Right on bro. Hope you don't have any plans for the rest of the day."
He turned to Javier. "He's got another V for us to share. And more
tina when we need it. Or he needs it." The two of them laughed at the
last comment. I put the baggie down, and handed the V to Eli. He took
it, carefully split it in half, and washed one half down with the
screwdriver. He handed the other half to Javi who swallowed it
dry. Eli grabbed the bottle of lube, and poured some on his cock. I
was used to needing only a small squeeze of the lube, but Eli needed
far more; he poured it on for a few seconds. Even that just barely
coated his entire penis.

I was dividing my attention between the screen, where the bottom was
still servicing the two tops and Javier, who had been playing with his
cock. Javier noticed me watching him jerk off. "You ready for more of
this, man?" he asked.

I nodded. "Yeah, I am." I took one last swig of the cocktail and put
it down. I kneeled down in front of him, my head ending up level with
his tool. Despite being hard, his cock was long, thick and heavy
enough that it only just stuck out straight, almost hanging down a bit
from the its own weight. I did a quick hit of poppers, and took his
cockhead into my mouth. Javi reached down and grabbed the poppers from
me. He did a long hit from the bottle, screwed on the cap, then handed
them back to me. As the poppers hit me, he grabbed the back of my
head, and pulled me down on his cock.

Soon after hitting me, the poppers hit Javi. He started to drive the
blow job. He forced his cock to the back of my mouth almost
immediately. It was all about his pleasure and he didn't care about
me. At that moment, I was just a mouth for him. I prepared myself for
him to push down my throat, and as expected, he did. His cockhead slid
deep, and I suppressed the inevitable gag. I had to tilt my head up to
accomodate the length of his shaft, an uncomfortable position for
me. But he didn't notice or care, shoving his dick roughly all the way
in, and then quickly pulling out. I did my best to keep up with him,
but between the angle of my head and the intensity of his mouth-fuck,
it was hard for me to not gag on his pole each time he went deep.

"Not having a good time of it, huh?" Eli said, watching us from the
bed. "Why don't you try the side of the bed?" I wasn't sure what he
meant by that position.

Javi knew exactly what Eli mean. "Right on. Get on the bed, Matt. Get
on your back, and hang your head off the side." Explained by Javi, I
knew what Eli had meant by the side of the bed. I had only seen that
position in movies before, and never imagined that I would be the
cocksucker getting facefucked that way. Javi pulled his cock out of my mouth,
and waited. I was still on my knees, not sure if I was ready for that
position. "Come on man. Do it," he said.

Eli laughed. "You don't have a choice here, Matt. And don't
worry. Once you're in position, you'll fucking love it," he said. "Or
at least Javi will love fucking you."

Still, I hesitated. "Come on, Matt," Javier said. "You know you want
to feel this cock in your throat again." He slapped his hard cock
lightly, and it bounced right in front of me. My mouth watered and
reluctantly, I got onto the bed. I was lying next to Eli, only with my
head by his feet. I leaned back over the side of my bed, assuming the
position as Javier stood in front of me, his cock almost exactly level
with my mouth. He had a straight shot into my throat. "Fuck, this is
perfect," he said.

"Right on," Eli said. "You're gonna stretch open up his throat for me?"

"Of course." Javier handed me the bottle of poppers. I tilted my head
up enough to do a hit, then handed them back to him. As the poppers
took effect, I opened my mouth. Sooner or later, I knew Javi was going
to slide his cock into my mouth, and worse, open up my throat. I
needed to know just how bad that would be. The anticipation would
probably be worse than the actual event, and I wanted to face my fears
head on.

"Ready, cocksucker?" Javi asked me. From my position on the bed, his
cock and balls loomed large. I could just barely see his face, but I
knew he was smiling and eager to be inside me. Driven by the crystal
and poppers, I nodded meekly. I only thought about giving him the
pleasure he deserved. He slid his dick into my mouth, his cockhead
first filling my mouth, then far too soon, it pressed against the back
of my mouth. I swallowed, and Javi's shaft pushed into my throat,
filling it and opening it up.

Even knowing that this invasion of my body was going to happen, I
still had to fight back my gag reflex. Without stopping, Javi forced
the entire length of his cock into me. His cock more than choked off
my air supply. Above all, I wanted this invasion to stop, not have my
nose buried in Javi's balls, and to be able to breath freely. I forced
myself to relax and let my mind be ruled by the poppers and crystal
and the needs they created in me. I had to accept Javier's manhood in
my throat. I had to accept it as my lot in life, and my purpose. It
took some effort, but slowly, I was able to find the pleasure in his
throat-fuck. Javier was moaning slowly as he forced his shaft in and
out of my mouth--his cockhead stayed buried in my throat. Those moans
alone made it almost bearable, to know that I was the source of that
pleasure.

Over the wet sound of Javi's cock sliding in and out of my throat, I
could hear Eli jerking his rod. "Yeah bro, get that cocksucker's
throat open for me." From the moment Javier entered my throat, I knew
I would have to take Eli's cock. How I was going to manage it was
still largely unclear to me. Javier was just choking me; Eli was going
to rip open my throat. Javi pulled out a little further than normal,
his cockhead now in my mouth.  I took the opportunity to gulp in some
air before he pushed back into my throat.

"He's a natural. Warm, wet, tight. And not gagging. At least not much
right now," Javier said. He reached down and craddled my head in his
hands. It was a tender gesture on his part, a kindness that his
interactions with Eli had just hinted he was capable of. But this time
was a feint; he held my head tightly, and used his grip on me for
additional leverage. His cock forced its way back in me, ending up
deeper into my gut. Slowly, a dribble of his pre-cum helped to
lubricate my throat. "Nice fucking throat," he said, his cock hard in
my throat.

Javi's dark shaft was in my mouth and his cockhead was pressing into
my throat. I tried to focus, to allow my mind to let go of anything
other than this inescapable fact of my life. But the crystal wouldn't
let me concentrate. I would think about everything that was still to
come for me: to the uncertain pleasure of Eli's cock in my mouth; the
inevitable moment when Javi would penetrate my asshole, and finally,
when Eli would use me like the white bitch I was. Drug-fogged, all I
could think of was my pleasure in making these men happy. I imagined
all the ways I could use my body and its many holes to achieve their
desires for pleasure.

Even though my reviverie was personally arousing, I was dragged back
to the real world by the undeniable existence of Javi's tool.  There
was no escaping the throat fucking he was administering; he would pull
his cock almost all the way out of my mouth, give me a moment to get a
quick breath, then force himself all the way back into my throat.
Each time his shaft hit the back of my mouth and pushed all the way in
I struggled to keep from gagging. "Fuck man. I wish I had met you
months ago," Javi said. "Best damn cocksucker I've had in a long
time."

"You think he's ready for me yet?" Eli asked from the bed.

"Almost there," Javi said. "He's almost done with the warm-up cock."
He pulled all the way out, and I was finally able to tilt my head up
enough to see him. He had that drug-glazed look on his face, but a big
smile, and his hard cock was just inches away from me. "Do another hit
of these," he said to me, handing me the bottle of poppers again.

I took them greedily, and did two long hits, one in each nostril. I
handed the bottle back to him, and let my head drop back down. My
mouth was again right at cock level. "Right on," Javier said, as he
slid his cockhead into my mouth. His cock was still wet from my
saliva. I expected him to go straight for my throat again, but he
paused. I heard him do a long hit of poppers and then another. My hit
had begun to take effect, and I started to suck on his cock, licking
up every drop of pre-cum that I could. I wanted dick, but I needed his
pre-cum. "Slow down there, cowboy," Javier said, putting a hand on my
head to keep me still. "Give me a second."

He screwed the top on the poppers, then waited. I realized he was
waiting for the poppers to hit, and I wondered what kind of throat
fuck I needed to prepare myself for. He tossed the bottle on the bed,
then grabbed the back of my head with both hands. In a single,
forceful thrust, he pushed his cock all the way into my throat. Once
again, I was impaled on his sword, and I struggled to keep from
gagging. "Fuck yeah, this is what I needed," Javi said, as he pulled
out, and thrust back in. "Too long since I've had a blow job like
this."

"Damn man, get him ready for me," Eli said. He had a weirdly flat
tone. Even thought I knew he was stroking his cock, I knew that the
crystal had hit him just as hard as it had hit me. "He'll need to be
stretched wide open to take me." Having already tried to take his
cock, I knew he wasn't joking.

However, Eli was still to come. My immediate concern was
Javi. Although he wasn't as thick or quite as long as Eli, he still
had an impressive piece of meat. At that moment, his fat meat was deep
in my throat, and his heavy balls were right against my nose. Sooner
or later, I would have to drain those balls of their accumulated
sperm. I found myself turned on by the idea: that I was lucky enough
to get this man off. That I was able to swallow his sperm. Or to take
his load up my ass.

Although I knew that this feeling of luck was driven more by the
poppers and tina, I didn't care. These thoughts and fantasies helped
me to realize that Javi's cock was something that needed to be deep in
my throat and not a unnatural intrusion. I surprised even myself when
I grabbed Javi's muscular ass and held him tight against my mouth. I
only wanted to worship this man, and right then, the best way I knew
was to make mouth-love to his manhood.

"Slow down there, Tiger," Javi said, gently prying my hands off his
body and pulling out again. I gasped as his cockhead slid out of my
throat, both because I needed the oxygen and because I suddenly
realized how empty my throat was.  "We're just starting here; there's
no need for you to rush." He cradled my head in his hands, and slowly
pumped his cock in and out. "Don't want to shoot too soon." It was
clear this wasn't the first time he had done this. He was expertly
teasing my tonsils: pushing in just enough to get me to start gagging,
but also just enough for me to want the discomforting peace of a cock
stretching out my throat. "You're going to fucking love his throat,"
Javi said to Eli.

"Good?" Eli said. I knew that he had been jerking off the entire time,
but from my position, I could only see Javier, and even then just his
balls and ass.

"Oh yeah," Javi said. "He's a fucking expert cocksucker. Knows just
when to gag too. Feels so damn good on my cock." He pushed back in. I
hadn't expected the penetration, and had to stifle my gag
reflex. "See?" Javi said, as I flailed a bit, trying to find my peace.

"Fucking got me boned up here, bro," Eli said. "Work that throat a bit
more." Javi leaned over me, forcing his cock just a tiny bit
deeper. It was at most a quarter of an inch but it felt like he was
ramming inch after inch into me. Javi stood back up, and some of his
cock slipped out. He was big enough that this felt like no change at
all. I heard him unscrew the top on the poppers, and take a hit. "Give
him a hit too," Eli said. "I love how it makes him into a cock-crazed
slut."

Javi did as Eli told him, and pulled his cock far enough out for him
to hold the poppers under my nose. I inhaled greedily, wanting to
impress both of these dark-skinned men with my compliance and
eagerness to serve. It didn't take long for the poppers to take
effect. "Please," I said, as best I could with Javi's cock still
partially in my mouth. I knew Javi knew what I needed

Javi obliged, and his cock slid all the way into me, forcing itse way
into my throat. "Oh yeah, this is what I fucking need," he said. I no
longer cared what he needed. I was flying on the poppers, and all what
I needed was the thick piece of meat I had willingly impaled my face
on. Driven by the drugs, all I wanted was for Javi to fuck my face,
pound my mouth, tear up my throat, and shoot his load deep into my
stomach.

"He can take all of your shaft?" Eli asked.

"Fuck yeah. I'm Balls deep in the slut's mouth," Javi said. He had
slowed his thrusts down some from the earlier face-fuck, taking his
time to explore my throat with his cock. I could feel a bit of pre-cum
leaking out from his dick. It was lubricating my throat and his entry
into my body. As the poppers wore off, I had a clearer realization of
what this scene would look like to an observer. A clean-cut white boy
with a gym body was lying on his back, his head hanging over the edge
of the bed. A latino had his brown cock deep in the white man's
throat, while on the bed, a muscular black ex-con was stroking his
massive cock. The dim grey morning light filtering in through the
shades picked out the last of the dissapating clouds from the trio's
crystal meth hits. And I was that white boy, choking on the latino
cock, tweaked out of my mind, waiting for the black ex-con to take his
turn

"Think he's ready for me? I'm getting bored of stroking here."

"One way to find out. And if he's not, your legs are plenty strong
enough to force it in." I hoped there would also be some poppers to
help. They wouldn't make a huge difference in the strict anatomical
issues of fitting Eli's tool in my tight throat, but they would grease
my mental skids. It would be less Eli raping my throat and a little
more me giving him the deep blow job he deserved. "He's all yours,
man," Javi said as he pulled his cock out of my mouth and left me
gasping for breath.