Date: Mon, 3 Feb 2020 10:27:36 -0800
From: Ritch M <dcrichpup@gmail.com>
Subject: Rich Boy Slut - 14

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After the hot time in the bookstore's alley, Ritch decided to use his
spring break to try some of the other cruisy site around town he'd heard
of. His hunger grew as he searched for even more places he could go to suck
cock. One place he tried was the bathrooms at two of the local malls. They
supposedly had gloryholes, but when he checked them out they had all been
patched over. It looked like two guys were cruising at the urinal in one of
them. When he stepped up to one, whipped out his dick, and stroking it a
few times, both men took off in a hurry. Unfortunately, no other
opportunities presented themselves of it so he left.

Another place he saw listed was a park across town. It was wide open space
described as having trails guys played on. It would be a pretty long bike
ride, but he found he could take the bus. Taking public transportation for
a change was a new experience for Ritch.

He was trying to navigate the bus routes to the park and grew horny at the
prospects he hoped to find. Taking a seat at the very back of the bus he
watched the city pass him by. He felt his cock grow hard in his shorts. The
nearest passenger was several rows ahead of him so he hooked the waist band
of his nylon shorts under his balls and began stroking.

Traffic was slow and he watched the vehicles around him. A construction
truck with two Latin men had been beside his window for the last several
stoplights. He lifted up enough to flash his cock to them. The passenger
gave him a thumbs up and grabbed his own crotch. The driver struggled to
get a view, but eventually did and waved. Ritch felt a rush of exposing
himself in public while still being someone hidden in the bus. He kept up
his show for the construction workers for several blocks. The passenger
briefly pulled his cock out and flashed the uncut piece of meat. Ritch
pointed to his mouth and the man gave him another thumbs up. The boy had to
fight the urge to cum, but he wanted to wait. Before the truck could move
off, he snapped a picture of the company name and phone number. Maybe he'd
get lucky and something would come of it.

Eventually a lanky early to mid twenties black guy took the seat opposite
Ritch. He'd gotten his cock covered just before the man reached the
back. His shorts tented from the obvious hard-on that refused to go
down. The new passenger glanced over at the white boy with a combination of
a smile and a sneer. When he saw the boy's crotch and the fact the blond
kept stealing glances of him the sneer grew. The man groped the front of
his sagging jeans and pushed them a little lower.

Ritch's hand returned to his cock, rubbing it through the nylon shorts. He
couldn't take his eyes off the other guy. When the black man pulled out his
long cock, the blond licked his lips hungrily. The smile grew on the man as
he wrapped his hand around the base of the dark meet and waved it at the
boy.

The man enjoyed having the little white boy watching him. He knew the fag
couldn't take its eyes off his meat. His own horniness grew at the thought
of those pretty pink lips wrapped around his cock and drinking his nut. He
scanned the bus and the nearest passenger was eight rows in front of
them. He moved to sit next to the boy, grabbed the back of the blond head,
and pulled it down to his cock. The boy didn't struggle at all and
swallowed his dick to the base, working the tongue around it like a sucker.

When Ritch was pushed down onto the black cock, he took it and began
sucking feverishly. He couldn't believe this was happening on the bus, but
wasn't about to miss out of getting the guys load. Using his best
techniques, he slathered his tongue around the hardening cock, deep
throated the guy, and applied as much suction as he could. The hand on the
back of his head, forcefully pushing him down each time encouraged him to
work harder. He reached for the man's balls and rolled them around.

Leaning his head back, the young man had to bite his lip to keep from
moaning. The boy working his cock was that good. He loved the feel of
pushing the small blond head down onto his meat. With his other hand he
pushed the back of the boy's shorts down, exposing the creamy white
ass. From what he could see, it looked like a thing of beauty. He briefly
wondered if he could get away with fucking the boy right there. Wetting his
middle finger, he ran his big paw over the boy's ass, letting his finger
delve into the crack and finding the waiting hole. The boy was tight as he
worked to get his finger where he wanted his cock. The boy moaned around
his cock and pushed back against the finger. Typical white boy he thought,
hungry for cock in both holes. Adding a little more spit to his finger, it
finally gained entry to the vice-like grip of the boy's ass. As he thought
about pinning the small teen down and forcing his dick into the tight hole,
the boy deep throated him again. His balls let loose and he hosed down the
boy's throat with his thick load.

Ritch felt the cock throb and twitch before it exploded in his mouth. Most
went right down his throat, but he managed to pull back to the head and get
the last of it on his tongue. He savored the thick fluid as he nursed on
the dark candy for more.

The guy looked up seeing his stop approaching. He pulled the white boy off
his dick and worked it back into his underwear. He stood to head for the
exit. "Thanks, bitch." As soon as the bus stopped, the man was gone.

Once Ritch reached the park, it took him a while to find the trails. There
was a concrete jogging path leading through that section of the park and he
followed it. He could see one guy walking ahead of him in the area that was
listed. Rounding a bend on the path the man had vanished from
sight. Looking around Ritch found a small path leading off into the bushes
and decided to check it out. There were three guys back in the brush
standing around. He tried to stay hidden so he could see what might
happen. Eventually one guy got on his knees of blow a skinny older man. The
third guy walked up behind the kneeling man and pulled his shorts down,
spit on the guy's ass before shoving his cock in and fucking him. Ritch
thought back to the guy on the bus playing with his ass and his cock grew
rock hard again. He badly wanted to feel what getting fucked was like.
None of the guys he saw were bad looking, but the three white guys didn't
really catch his interest so after watching for a while he took off and
decided to come back another time to see what fun he could have.

Before heading back to wait for the bus, he stopped in an old, run down
brick bathroom building. A grey light filtered through the dirty windows. A
smell of stale piss filled the space. There was one urinal, two stalls with
no doors, and a sink. He checked out the stalls and was disappointed not to
see a gloryhole, but with no doors why bother with one. There was plenty of
graffiti on the walls with phone numbers offering big dicks wanting to fuck
and guys needing their ass pounded.

Ritch pushed his shorts down to his knees and stood before the toilet in
the last stall. A stream of piss started and he watched it hit the water in
the dirty bowl. Occasionally he ran his finger through it and brought the
liquid to his mouth where he sucked it clean. When the flow finally
stopped, he collected the last drops and licked them up. He stroked his
cock a couple times and felt it beginning to chub up. Turning to exit the
stall, he saw an older black man watching him with his own cock out. He
moved to stand in front of the man, never pulling up his shorts.

The man had slight graying to his hair, but was in good shape from what the
boy could see. Bending at the waist, the young cock slut took the man's
dick in his mouth, savoring the flavor. There was a moan above him as two
large hands gripped the back of his head. The man started a slow fuck
motion as his cock grew in length and thickness.

"Oh yeah. Just like that. Take Daddy's cock."

The blond worked his tongue around the shaft as the man's thrusts grew
faster. The hands gripping his head pulled tighter and the cock slid into
his throat. The boy instinctively began to swallows around the shaft,
earning another moan from above him.

"Fuck, I can't take too long." The man picked up his pace, fucking the
throat harder and faster. "Gonna get my load soon."

Ritch gave himself over to the actions of the man. He was little more than
a toy to be used for the man to jack himself off with. The pounding of this
throat increased and the older stud let on a strained sigh just before he
blew his load.

"Damn, I needed that. And I just came in here to piss, but seeing your
sweet ass hanging out for all to see got me so horny." The man leaned on
the wall behind him to catch his breath. "My grandson is about your age I
think. Maybe I should have brought him in here to teach him how to use a
boy like you."

"He can use me of you like, Sir. I'd be happy to suck him off too." Ritch
licked his lips. "And if you still need to piss, I'm thirsty and will
happily drink it."

The man didn't say anything, but grabbed the blond's head and pushed it
back onto his nearly soft dick. The flow started and the man seemed to try
and keep it under control. Ritch also squeezed the man's cock to limit what
he could take. Finally the stream ran dry.

Ritch Looked up to the man while licking his lips. "Thank you, Sir. That
tasted great. And thanks for letting me blow you too."

The man zipped up and left.

The blond waited around for a while but no one else came in. He looked out
the door and off in the distance could see the old man tossing a football
around with a boy. It looked like his grandson could have been around
fifteen or a little younger. It would have been hot to get the grandson
too. He watched them from inside the building while slowly stroking his
dick. The boy passed the ball to his grandfather and jogged towards the
bathroom.

Ritch moved to the last stall and stood facing the toilet. The sound of
footsteps entering and approach him filled the small space. He looked over
his shoulder to see the young guy staring at him.

"Gramps said there was a white boy in here." There was a snarl to his
voice. "You one of those faggots that gets off sucking black cock?"

The blond didn't answer, but let his eyes rake over the other teen as he
appreciated the nice build and sheen of sweat on the shirtless torso.

"Answer me, faggot! You here to suck black cock?" The authoritative tone of
the black teen sent a shiver through the slut's body.

"Yes, Sir. This faggot is here to suck your black cock if you'll allow it."

"Pathetic piece of white trash." The teen hooked his basketballs shorts
under his balls. "On your knees faggot."

"Yes, Sir." Ritch dropped to his knees in front of the other teen.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Suck my dick, white boy."

Ritch dove for the six and a half inch cock, taking it to the base in one
move. He worked his tongue around it and felt it start to harden. It easily
slid into the opening of his throat.

The teen grabbed the blond's head and held him still. "Gramps said what you
did and I gotta piss too." With that he unleashed his stream into the
slut's throat.

The blond struggled to keep up with the flow and was unsuccessful at
limiting it. Some of it trickled out the corners of his mouth and down his
shirt. His own cock was rock hard and he gulped down mouthful after
mouthful of youthful piss.

When the teen stopped pissing in the white boy's mouth, he began to ram his
cock in and out of the available hole. He fucked the mouth like he dreamed
of doing to a girl someday. "Take it, bitch." He pounded away only caring
about how it felt for him. "Work that mouth, white boy. Only thing your
good for is taking black cock and drinking my piss."

The slut managed to let his tongue dance around the steal hard cock during
the pounding skull fuck he received.

A moan from the teen indicated the pleasure the black boy was in. His
inexperience at getting sucked off didn't allow the young stud to last as
long as he thought he should. "Oh fuck... Gonna make me nut, bitch." The
teen sighed. "Take my nut, faggot." Grabbing the blond's head tight, he
pulled it all the way onto his cock and came hard. It felt like his insides
were emptying into the white boy's mouth. As his orgasm ebbed, he stumbled
back against the wall, his cock pulling free from the still sucking mouth.

The white boy crawled the short distance to the teen and resumed licking
the last drops of cum from the dark chocolate cock.

The teen panted as he tried to regain his breath. "Fuck that felt good." He
looked down at the blond head, a pink tongue working at his piss slit. "I
wasn't too rough, was I?"

Ritch tried not to smile at the sudden change in attitude from the other
teen. "I liked it. It was hot having you treat me like that. I haven't cum
that hard in weeks." He pointed to his own load covering the dirty
floor. "I wish I could do that again for you sometime."

The black boy pulled out his phone. "Give me your number. We'll figure a
time and place. Definitely want that mouth again. Got some buddies who
might be in for feeding you their nut too."

Ritch typed his number into the other teen's phone and hit dial so it would
save in both their call logs. "Text we when I can blow you again. I'll do
your friends too if you want."

They both straightened their clothes and headed out. The black teen
high-fived his grandfather when they reached him. The blond dipped his
head. "Thank you, Sir. Thank you both."

The blond made his way back to the bus stop. Now that he knew the park was
a good place to play, he'd come back and explore it more.

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The sound of the doorbell brought Ritch out of his memories as he jumped
out of the chair to answer the door. A six foot four inch black man with a
shaved head waited to be invited in.

"Marcus!" The blond's excitement was evident. "Come in. I'm glad you made
it. How was traffic?"

"Sucked about the same as it does every time I come to this city. Good to
see you, bitch." He wrapped his arms around the small blond hugging
him. "Thanks for putting me up during the conference."

"If you don't know by now you're welcome here anytime I don't know what I
can do to convince you." This brought laughter to them both.

With the door shut and his luggage resting on the floor the visitor placed
his hand on Ritch's shoulder, pressing firmly as the blond dropped to his
knees. "I need to piss something fierce."

The blond extracted the semi-hard dick from its confines and wrapped his
lips around the tip. He ran his tongue gently under the head and waited.

Smiling down at the blond head, there was a satisfied sigh as his stream
began to flow into the available mouth. He pulled the slut against his
groin pissing straight down the fag's throat. "That's it. Drink my
piss. Every last drop."

After two minutes the pair separated and Ritch licked his lips. "Tasted
just as good as the first time."

"I never get tired of doing that. You'll get plenty more while I'm here. Is
Dante going to be around this week?"

"Sadly no. Sir Dante took a bunch of his friends to Miami for the Super
Bowl. They're partying for ten days down there. It was just Cesar and me
until you called."

"Nice. Kinda wish I would have gotten to you before he did. Be cool getting
all expense paid vacations anywhere I want."

"He is my Sir, but he reminds me often it's not official. I'm his for a
long as it suits him. He enjoys the benefits and I like taking care of him
and his friends anyway they please. I'd happily give you the vacation of
your dreams no matter if you let me go with you or not." Ritch felt the
arms of his friend wrap around him again and inhaled the rich musk from the
man.

"I know. Might just take you up on that when the divorce is settled. Don't
want it looking like I've got money before it's final since I don't."
Marcus ran his hand over the Ritch's head. "I realized years ago I'm bi
after we kept hooking up. Sadly the bitch I married is nothing like my
favorite bitch." He lifted the blond into his arms and pressed their lips
together in a fierce kiss. "Think I'm done with women for a while. Maybe
you'll end up wearing my collar someday if Dante doesn't lock one on you
first."

"Let me take your bag up to the bedroom. You still wanting to sleep in my
room or would you prefer your own?"

"Your room. Want you close if I get horny during the night and want to fuck
you. Or if I gotta piss." A devilish smile crossed his face. "Hell, I just
want my boy next to me if I want someone to cuddle."

"Cool." The blond was smiling ear to ear. "Dinner will be ready soon, Sir."
Stopping before he got too far up the stairs, he turned again to face his
friend. "How's your grandfather doing? Let him know I miss seeing him."


**To Be Continued***

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