Big Black and Beautiful

He had messaged me a few times on Manhunt over the last few week, but I kind of ignored him. When I was a little interested, we couldn't make times work - or locations. Neither of us really gave up, but neither of us truly pursued it either - not to any great degree.

But the stars aligned one day last week and we had our time together.

He (I had no name for him) was 5'9" and very muscular.He also claimed to have 9.5".

I mean, how was I turning that down and why did I ever play hard to get?

Truth be told, his pictures did not do him justice. The man had an incredible body with more ink than his pictures showed - or maybe the tatts were newer. I don't know. I don't really care.

We got in a room together and he dropped his short. Totally commando and his fucking big black rod just FLOPPED out. Even semi-hard it was beautiful and enough for me or most faggots.

I could have gone right to my knees, but it was too much fun to feel the heft of that meat in my hands - to feel the veins, to look at the ebony skin. I also got to feel it start to stiffen in my palm. It was a great thing.

I had to snap a pic of his dick near mine. I have what I think is a decent sized dick, but I was absolutely dwarfed next to this guy.

Of course, I eventually did go down to get that tower or power in my mouth. I can't say it was easy. But it wasn't as difficult as one might think.

I've often mentioned that it is easier for me to suck big dicks than the smaller thinner ones. If that theory were to be held true, this would have been one of the easiest to take - ever!

The man had a great dick, obviously, but I loved rubbing my hands over his well developed arms and chest. I don't know I've ever encountered someone that naturally smooth before. And how the man like to lightly play with my nipples.

Instinctively he worked them just so, where it would make me quiver and possibly do anything he wanted. We discussed nothing other than him getting head, but he did have other ideas in mind.

Unfortunately, I had a few factors working against us for him attempting to bend me over and enter me from behind. One was, I was pressed for time due to work. Two was, I wasn't "prepared" - and for that one, I would need to be. Third, I wasn't ready to be ripped open. That would take some time to work that tree trunk up my ass.

Trust me, it's still out there waiting to be done. It just didn't happen then.

I went back to sucking and sucking and sucking. It took some work but he was ready to blow. I was ready to take it.

Considering he said he jacked off earlier that morning (it was only 10a now!), he shot a massive, albeit, slightly bitter tasting load, right in my mouth. I held it there and swallowed for him, so he knew I had taken it all.

Neither of us were ready for him to go, so I fondled him and sucked him to another hard on, but that's all it was. He would go somewhat soft (for him, still huge for the rest of us) and then back to full erection. But another load wasn't in the cards.

...at least for this go around. I think we both know there will be other opportunities.