The Club (A Quest for Black Cock)

THE CLUB (A Quest for My First Black Cock)

It's too long of a story to tell you of my confusing sexual journey from my childhood to now but suffice to say that I'm a married white man in my forties who, for multiple reasons, developed a deep obsession for black cock. Some of you are probably asking how that could happen, but I suspect that there are many of you who are saying to yourself, "That's no surprise! Who the fuck hasn't fantasized about black cocks?!" But it had become a confusing and disturbing development to me!

My obsession led me to seek out black cocks constantly, searching for the biggest and prettiest I could find on the internet. In reality I'd never sucked a black cock, never touched one... hell, I'd never even seen one in person. But despite that little detail, in my imagination I had spent hours upon hours with my lips wrapped hungrily around a thick dark head; sometimes I'd lovingly licked, kissed and caressed them with my mouth; sometimes I had been frozen in fear as a big, black cock violently 'skull'-fucked' my mouth; I'd swallowed gallons of black man's cum and almost as much black man's warm frothy piss... all the while I was staring at my computer... or my phone... and jerking my little white dick a mile a minute until I climaxed, almost collapsing and overwhelmed with exhaustion and pleasure!

I knew that my obsession would continue to control me until I either rejected it wholly or until I tested it in reality. I was pretty sure I didn't have the guts to just jump in the deep end and hire a black male prostitute to let me suck his cock until he came in my mouth, although the thought of it right now fills me with the urge to jerk off again! Instead, I finally decided to act, but to start with some baby steps. I was leaving on a business trip to Minneapolis and my internet research told me I could find at least one decent gay strip club in that town that at least showed pictures of a few black strippers in their 'corral.'

This wouldn't be so bad, right? I'd just be an anonymous guy in a big city far from home. I'd go in, sit in the back, and just watch for the black stripper to do his show, just one small anonymous face in a crowd. At least I'd finally see my first naked black guy in person and actually be in the same room as a real live black cock! Maybe I'd be disappointed and give the whole thing up, who knows? Maybe I'd love it. Maybe I'd even move in closer once the black dancer took the stage for the second time, to test myself, possibly even put a few bucks in his G-string!

Minnesota! Who the fuck plans a business trip to fucking Minneapolis, Minnesota in the fucking winter?! That's what I asked myself as I shivered and walked to my rental car, but then I was suddenly warmed by the thought of where I'd be just 24 hours later. I hadn't really needed to go on this trip, but I'd convinced my boss, and my wife, that it was necessary. Of course, I didn't tell them the real reason for this trip, but at least I had one chance to test myself. I was confident that nothing could stop me!

My confidence wasn't so great the next morning as the snow began to fall, at first light and fluffy but then by midafternoon in thick, wet flakes! Oh no! Was God telling me to forget all this crap, give up and go back home while I still could? How stupid was I for not checking the forecast, too caught up in my schemes, plans, and daydreams. By the time nightfall came I had convinced myself that the club wouldn't even be open. Why would they be, with eight inches of fresh, wet, heavy snow on the ground? I was ready to call it off and just slink back to the hotel for another night of my sad little fantasies and more masturbation, but then I said to myself, "C'mon, pussy! You've gone this far, just give it one chance!"

I started driving to the club, interestingly called 'Thor's Hammer,' located on the outskirts of town, out where decent folks don't have to think about naked gay men throwing their cocks around, or at least that's how I imagined it. The drive was treacherous, but I didn't turn around, hoping the whole time I wouldn't end up in a snow drift or in a ditch. Then I saw the neon accented sign... a tough looking Viking in only a loin cloth holding out a large hammer with a suspiciously shaped hammer-head that looked not-so-much like a hammer.

My heart leaped to see the sign lit up and I could also see that the parking lot had been plowed... well, sort of. I was less enthused to see that there was still four inches of snow in the lot, so the plow-job must have been done much earlier. The final stab at my heart was seeing only one fucking car in the parking lot! This wasn't going as planned!

But at least there was one car, right? I set my jaw and decided to go in anyway. I'd come too far! When I entered, I was greeted by a warm pink and purple glow, which matched well with the indoor temperature that must have been over 80 degrees. They were obviously being kind to their dancers to keep it so warm, but it probably helped business too... a cold strip club is fine for female strippers, giving them hard nipples that could cut glass! But who wants to watch a shivering male stripper with a shrinkage problem?! But it seemed that the heat was on for nothing as there was no one in the audience, no one dancing, no music playing, no one at the counter and no one behind the bar! I was alone and had second thoughts. I had just turned to leave when I heard a voice from a side door..."Hello! Welcome stranger!"

I turned back, and my heart skipped a beat! There stood a young, attractive black man with short curls and a trimmed beard, but he wasn't dressed as I thought a dancer would be, although he obviously had the body for it. He said, "You're pretty brave to be out tonight. I was sure we wouldn't get any of our regular customers after today's storm. You must be from out of town. I'm Dante by the way..."

"Hi," I stammered in surprise. Then I started blabbing from nervousness, "I'm Mark... and yes, I'm just in from Illinois. Guess I wasn't smart enough to stay inside tonight... ummm... I guess I'll go now since you must be planning to close... wait, did you say 'we' cause I just saw the one car out there?"

Dante smiled a great smile and calmy said, "No, no, please don't leave! Have a seat at the bar. The least I can do is buy you a drink just for making the trip here through all that snow. It's on the house... how about a local beer?" I nodded and sat down as Dante poured my drink. He continued, "Honestly, we did talk about closing, but now that you're here we'll definitely stay open! If you don't mind that is. There's just two of us here tonight because of the storm, me and Steve, we live together and rode in together. We were just discussing how we'd have to trade off roles tonight, one dancing while the other tends the bar, and then switch. We've done it before when we've only had two or three of us here. These kinda snowstorms happen a fair amount up here, and so far we've always been able to stay open, knock wood. Thank God you're here so we can keep up our perfect record! Let me tell Steve to get ready and we'll start the show. Be right back!"

As Dante disappeared in back, I was feeling weird about this. I was very nervous because I wasn't going to be able to hide in the crowd like I'd planned. But I was also thrilled because now I knew that I was going to experience seeing my first black cock and Dante was a stunningly handsome young black man! I figured I could easily sit through Steve's show from here at the bar, just biding my time until Dante's turn when I would move in closer. My penis throbbed and swelled at the thought!

The music suddenly jumped on with a stabbing dance groove, the room lights dimmed a little and the stage spotlights turned on. Dante, smiling, came back through the door and went straight to a DJ microphone and said, for my sole benefit, "Thor's Hammer is proud to present to our intrepid and only patron so far tonight, our first premier dancer of the evening..." He paused. Still on the loudspeaker, Dante said to me, "Ya know, Mark, you really should move right down in front... you'll be more comfortable and have a much better view!"

Sheepishly, I grinned and grabbed my beer and slunk to one of the seats up front. Thoughts were racing through my head as I took my position next to the stage. So much for my plans to just politely sit through Steve's set waiting for Dante! I wasn't relishing the thought of sitting so close to some naked white guy while he waved his dick at me, no matter how nice he was. And I wasn't there because I was secretly gay and just looking to suck some random guy's cock! I was there to figure out why I was so hung up on black cocks or was it just a phase and all in my head! With all this buzzing around in my head I'd missed the rest of Dante's introduction of Steve. I hadn't even noticed the music increasing in volume and speed, or even Steve strutting from backstage. It wasn't until Steve was almost directly in front of me that I looked up to see him towering above me, in a wide-legged stance!

Steve was tall, six foot-three at least! Steve was muscular; his arm and leg muscles bulged, and his abs were profoundly sculpted! I could see all this because, although he was dressed in some clothing, it was just about the least amount of clothing you could wear on the street without immediately being arrested! He had on arm metal and leg bands, leather gauntlets, leather sandals laced up to the tops of his muscular calves, a long cape, a leather helmet and a metallic gold bikini thong that looked to be holding back more than the Hoover Dam and was straining to burst... Steve was dressed as Thor, and I sensed that his thong held Thor's Hammer!

But all this impressive detail was what I saw second... what I saw first was the warm, dark glow of Steve's smooth, oiled dark brown skin. Steve was black too! Right then I knew that God wasn't trying to stop me and my foolish errand! Or maybe it was the Devil giving me the biggest damn temptation of my life! Fuck, I didn't know! I didn't care! I just knew that the moment was perfect!

Steve looked down at me with big bright eyes and then he laughed because I had suddenly realized I was staring up at him with my jaw completely agape and then had noticeably made an effort to close it. So much for being an anonymous face in the crowd!

I couldn't take my eyes off Steve as he danced and gyrated around the stage. He was remarkably lithe and flexible for someone so muscular. His dark oiled skin glowed in the soft purple light and the lights reflected from every facet of his chiseled body. My own penis strained to break free as I watched Steve's performance, watched as he piece-by-piece removed his costume, until all that was left was that damned golden thong!

Into the third song of his set, I'd gathered enough nerve to stand up and put some money into the string of his waist band, and not wanting to appear cheap I made it a twenty! I soon followed that with two more as I mentally willed Steve to remove that last pesky garment and show me his big, beautiful black cock that I was imagining so clearly!

Then suddenly the third song was over, and Steve skipped off stage and behind the curtain! What the fuck!? I mean, he was fucking fantastic, and I was aroused to the fucking hilt from watching his gorgeous body... but I really wanted to see his black cock! The blood was still pounding in my ears a few moments later when I heard a different, deeper voice on the loudspeaker announce, "Coming to the stage now, please welcome the one, the only, the beautiful Danteeeeeee!" I turned to see Steve wearing a robe and holding the microphone with a big smile and then Dante danced out onto the stage.

Dante was physically impressive too, but with a different build than Steve. Dante was a few inches shorter. His body was also well-defined but tighter, leaner, more of a dancer's build than Steve's strong and solid form. Dante wasn't dressed as a Viking but a cowboy, with a Stetsen hat, frilly leather vest, and leather chaps! Not much else except for another damned thong... again, this time a brilliant red vinyl, just as tight and strained as Steve's had been. At the sight of it I held out hope that this time maybe it would come off. To make sure I kept stuffing fives and tens into Dante's waistband.

It was another fantastic set with great sexy dancing, another three songs where he stripped down to ALMOST nothing. I noticed that Dante's thong wasn't really a thong because there was no string running up his ass. Instead, it was more of a fancy jock strap that left his ass free and clear. I first noticed this when Dante bent over right in front of me with his firm bare ass shaking for me! When I stood up to tuck some money in a strap Dante bent further and his ass cheeks parted just enough for his asshole to wink at me. I was struck at how pretty it was, and then I blushed from embarrassment at the thought!

The bad news was that right after that Dante simply left the fucking stage without showing me his cock! Over the next hour I sat through a few more sets of the guys dancing just for me; different costumes, different music, but always the same ending without a black cock in sight!

As elated as I was at the luck of finding two gorgeous black male strippers, and I must say two of the nicest guys (they kept giving me free drinks, probably because I had already tipped them each about $200), I was feeling disappointment that I wasn't achieving what I'd really gone there for. After all, the whole point was to experience the sight of a black cock in person, to test my obsession.

If I was honest with myself, I was already pretty convinced that my obsession was real just based on my physical reactions to these two gorgeous black men, but I had wanted this to happen so badly and I was selfishly feeling a little gipped. Just then I noticed that the music level had dropped a little and then Dante and Steve both walked out toward my table in their flimsy robes and brought us all drinks. I figured they must have decided to close early since no one else seemed to be coming out that night. I didn't blame them.

"Hey guys," I said, "You're both fantastic dancers! I really had a good time, and thanks for the drinks. I promise the next time I'm in town I'll come back to see you."

Dante smiled, "Appreciate it, Mark. But do you have to go already? We were just gonna take a short break and ask if there were any special requests you have. You know, favorite songs or dance styles, whatever." Waving his arms to the empty place he said, "After all, we don't usually give such private performances. What would you like to see?"

Steve added, "Yeah, man. You've been so great to hang with us on such a lousy night. We appreciate it! We want to make this an extra special evening for you."

I blushed, visibly, not believing that I had the guts to blurt it out, but I immediately said, "What I was really hoping is that you could take off your thongs during your next sets!" Seeing their slightly surprised reaction to my forceful outcry I started to backpeddle a little, "I mean... I was really kinda hoping for a little all-nude dancing... just a little... you know... a few minutes maybe."

Steve then gave a small chuckle, and Dante smiled a knowing smile and after a pause said, "I'm sorry, Mark. Maybe I should've told you how things work in this county. We're not allowed to go fully nude while we're dancing on the stage. We'd get shut down for indecency if you can believe it!" My eyes opened wide and then my shoulders dropped. I hadn't bothered to check anything about that online; I'd just assumed that all strip clubs went fully nude like the female strip clubs I'd visited in Illinois years ago!

Seeing my disappointment, Dante quickly added, "but the law does allow for full nude private dances, Mark." When he saw my sudden interest, he added, "but private dances are much more expensive! And there are still some rules about..."

"How much?" I blurted out!

Steve laughed and said, "Well Mark, it's $200 for ten minutes or $500 for thirty minutes. The private dances happen in the back rooms over there. Yes, we can take off everything and do whatever dances you want to see... but... you aren't allowed to touch us. Do you understand that? That would be against the law, and we could all be in trouble if we let you do that." For some reason Steve then gave Dante a sideways glance but Dante didn't notice.

My immediate reaction to this news was elation! I was going to see my first black cock at last! And close up too, not across a room or across a stage! But then my mind was running ahead and thinking that with such an opportunity I would love the chance to test myself and actually hold their black cocks in my hand! Feel their girth and their weight! Again, without thinking I reacted by saying, "I can't touch you at all?"

Dante answered, "The specific rule is that you can't intentionally touch any private areas, no genitals, face, or ass, not with your hands, tongue, or mouth... no intentional contact. Understand?" I nodded that I understood.

"But Mark, the law does allow our bodies to touch yours while we are dancing, meaning we can be in contact with you." Dante continued as my mind began to imagine what he was describing... "We can dance close, rubbing up against you, but we also aren't allowed to touch your genitals or private areas. And finally, we aren't allowed to intentionally contact your body with our bare genitals. If we did any of those things we might be arrested... if we were caught that is. Do you understand?"

My head was already shaking 'no' agreeing that I was not asking for that, but then Dante continued, "Of course, you can't avoid some incidental contact when we're so close together, but that's just natural, right Steve?" Steve grimaced just a little but nodded and I could tell from his reaction that Dante must have pushed that envelope in the past. Perhaps he had pushed too far. Then I thought that maybe he would push that envelope with me too!

My head changed from its side-to-side shaking and started strongly nodding an up-and-down 'yes!' as I quickly knew that this was what I needed tonight. I couldn't wait to see these beautiful black men in all their glory dancing for me and touching their hard bodies against mine! Maybe even some 'Incidental Contacts' with both of them! Once again, I blurted out, "YES! I want a private dance please! Thirty minutes! I have the money right here!" as I grabbed for my wallet.

They both laughed at my eagerness and Steve said, "That's fine. You just have to decide which one of us you want to give you the private dance..."

"Both! Two! I want the two of you both... at the same time!" I stammered excitedly.

Dante said, "We're sorry Mark, but we can't do that tonight. On a regular night we could, but with just the two of us here, one of us has to stay out front in case any others show up, even as unlikely as that seems now. But we can take turns if you want." I nodded, not really disappointed, just slightly let down.

Steve said, "Tell you what, why don't you start with Dante since I just finished the last set and then when he's done, if you still want me, I'll take the next turn?"

I peeled off $500 and handed it to Steve to cover Dante's dance, and then I handed him another $500 and said, "I already know that I want a private dance with you too, Steve!" Steve laughed as Dante led me to a private room out back. It felt weird to leave Steve like that, but I was so excited that my fantasy was finally happening... well, at least a part of my fantasies!

The room was pretty small, about eight feet each way, with dark velour walls and the same soft fabric on a large, high-backed bench seat. It looked a little worn, but I found it was comfortable as Dante invited me to sit. Looking around I realized that only about half of the wall areas were fabric-covered, the rest were lined with mirrors, and so was the ceiling!

The lighting was dim and pinkish/purple, and the piped-in music was low and sultry but with a strong beat. As I sat on the bench and leaned back, I let my eyes wash over Dante's strong, lithe body. He still had on his light silken robe, but it was partially open, and I caught glimpses of his chest, thighs, and even that red vinyl jock!

Dante didn't waste much time in slinking out of his robe, but not too fast. It was a sensual move that I watched closely, even as I glanced around the room. Amazing! No matter where I looked, I could see a reflected image of Dante, from all sides, from behind, and even from above! I tried to drink it all in as he moved closer!

My body jerked a little as Dante's placed his hand on my thigh, which was still legal, I guess. Then he climbed on the bench and straddled my lap! I hadn't expected such close dancing so quickly! There was plenty of contact between us as his bare skin rubbed against me!

Maybe I wasn't supposed to intentionally touch his privates but his bulging cock shrouded in that red vinyl thing was pressing against me as he rubbed himself up and down my thighs, my chest and even against my face several times when he stood on the bench and simulated thrusting his hips like he was fucking my mouth while I moved my hands up and down his strong legs! I was being careful to stay within the legal limits, coming close, but not too close, to his tight ass or the bulging pouch of his jock.

Based on the bold moves Dante was performing, like when he stood on the bench and lifted one leg to rest on my shoulder and straddled my face with his vinyl-clad crotch, I was pretty sure that Dante wasn't as strict about the rules as he had stated them earlier. With my face poised next to his bulge he smiled and asked, "Are you having fun, Mark!" I nodded and leaned my face forward just a little closer. Mark responded by pressing his bulge firmly against my nose and mouth! Through the soft vinyl I could feel the yielding of his balls and then the firm resistance of his cock as my face pressed into him!

Still standing on the bench and straddling me Dante did a quick about-face! His firm round ass was right in my face, even bumping against my nose every so often as he danced. Then he bent, doubled over to give me a close-up view of his ass as well as his balls wrapped tightly in that red pouch! My mouth watered to think of peeling back that pouch and seeing his cock and balls!

Dante dropped his ass lower and just like earlier on the stage his ass cheeks parted so that his asshole winked at me, but this time from less than a foot away! I had the perfect view of his asshole, smooth, hairless and very welcoming... it was really fucking pretty, and I had the sudden urge to taste it!

This wasn't a new fantasy for me, licking a black man's asshole, it had crossed my mind more than once as my interest in black men had grown. And after all, I had always loved licking my wife's asshole, even though it didn't seem to do anything for her. And Dante's asshole truly was a pretty one, prettier than my wife's!

At this point I didn't know how long I'd been in that room with Dante, but I guessed we were at least halfway through the thirty-minute session, and I was beyond ready to see his black cock! My own penis was strained beyond its limits, which Dante knew because he had 'innocently' brushed me down there more than once, not to mention grinding his ass into my crotch many times!

Dante must have read my mind because he suddenly moved to stand and turn to face me again, straddling me and towering over me. I slowly ran my hands up both his muscular legs and stopped at his upper thighs while looking up at his handsome lightly bearded face. Dante reached down and placed his hands on mine and guided them upward... I wondered where he was going with this while my heart raced!

He hooked my fingers onto the string waistband of his jock and with a nod indicated that I had the honor of revealing his cock! I wrestled with the temptation to just rip it down but opted for the long and exquisitely slow downward pull, inch by inch. I realized I had stopped breathing just as the tip of his cock peeked from the top! It was dark brown, round and engorged!

Soon his cock was free, but I hadn't yet freed Dante's balls from the vinyl pouch. I marveled that his thick cock was only half erect, having been constricted so long within that small space, but was already growing rapidly now that it was free. I had suspected his cock was going to be pretty and I wasn't wrong! I wanted to focus my attention on that black cock so tantalizingly close, but I still had work to do.

My hands were now down near Dante's knees, still tugging down on the straps as the last folds of the pouch broke free from his balls and from his muscular thighs. His dark balls dropped down, loosely, and I could see they were large. His scrotum was clean-shaven and shiny with sweat, after all they had been compressed in that tight hot pouch and must have been overheated. My mouth watered at the thought running through my mind as I was momentarily distracted from that big and growing black cock.

You see, I hadn't mentioned earlier that my recent imaginary fantasies about black men and their big, black cocks had also developed into a fascination with, and desire to suck on a black man's balls! I don't even know how this weird new twist had evolved in my brain, but it had really taken hold. And what intrigued me most was clean shaven, smooth black nuts, very much like Dante's here! Seeing Dante's large glistening nuts so close by made me want to pop the whole thing in my mouth and let him teabag me!

What brought me back to the real subject at hand, so to speak, was that I had lowered Dante's jock down to my lap, as low as they could go, so he naturally lifted his right leg to extract his right foot from the stretched-out jock. Simple physics dictated that this resulted in a twist of Dante's torso, a shift of his hips, and resulted in Dante's almost fully erect black cock slapping against my left cheek!

I instinctively looked up to see his cock at eye-level, and then upwards more to see his smiling face looking down just as he swiveled his hips back, lifted his left leg to free himself completely from the jock, which I let drop to the floor. This of course caused his heavy cock to drag across my face and then bang against the right side of my face! It also seemed to me that Dante had leaned in toward me just a bit during all of this. Dante's wicked smile flashed again, and he just said, "Sorry, Mark! Incidental contact I guess!" I didn't mind at all, and I laughed in pleasure at Dante's playfulness as my own dick swelled in my pants!

Dante continued to dance around me, sometimes up high and sometimes down low, giving me so many different views of his strong, lithe body and that beautiful, beautiful black cock. Now that it was fully erect, I could see that it was easily seven inches long, thick but not overly so. The head, as I said before, was dark and very round and pronounced and the shaft was long and straight! It truly was one of the prettiest black cocks I had seen from my searches on the internet, and here it was for real just inches from my face! I so much wanted to touch it and to feel its weight and its warmth... and its taste!

Dante didn't disappoint me! He wasn't shy about coming in close and giving me quite a few 'incidental contacts' but I was doing my best to be careful and not to cross the line myself, as difficult as that was. Well, I did stay on the right side of the line for as long as I could, it was just that with Dante not seeming to take it seriously I thought that maybe... just maybe...

Dante was again standing on the bench over me, his cock just a foot from my face, when I extended my right hand for a moment and almost touched him... and...

"Mark!"

Dante stepped backwards and down from the bench with a surprised look. I didn't think he was mad, I think he just didn't expect me to be a rule breaker. But I couldn't help it! It was too much to bear! I suddenly felt embarrassed by my lack of control and tried to explain myself, "I'm sorry, Dante! I didn't mean to...! I was just...! You see, I've never ever...!"

Dante said, "What? You've never what?"

"I've never..." I couldn't finish the sentence, so Dante started guessing.

"You've never had a private dance before?" I nodded and opened my mouth to tell him the rest, but he beat me with his next guess.

"And you've never touched another man's cock before, but you're from out of town, on a business trip, and wanted to experiment and see if you would like it, right? Maybe you thought you'd even try sucking your first cock, right?"

Wow! Dante almost had me completely pegged. I was just about to tell him the darkest part of my secret, but I realized how contemptible it would have sounded to him, so I simply nodded my head and turned away from his gaze. There must have been something in my body language though...

"Wait a minute! I understand now! You didn't just want to experiment with another guy! Did you, Mark? No, no, no! You wanted to check out a black dude! Tell me I'm wrong!"

I couldn't even look at Dante, I was so embarrassed! I just nodded and kept looking away, but Dante wasn't done yet now that he'd pretty much figured it out, he was on a roll!

"You've been rooting around on the internet looking at naked black guys, haven't you?! Reading about our super big black cocks, right! Those got your insides all twisted up so now you want to suck your own black cock and see if all of that shit is true!"

Holy fuck! I was ready to crawl inside a deep, dark hole and die, or at least run away, and I was cringing at what injustice of mine that Dante would reveal next, or maybe he'd simply kick my ass for being such a racist pervert! I could only respond with a pathetic "I'm sorry!"

Dante didn't do any of that. He just said, "Don't sweat it, Mark I'm cool with it."

My head jerked around and up to look at him in disbelief..."What?!"

"I said it's cool, Mark. Well, not cool actually, but not the worst thing in the world. Everybody's got their own fucked-up things to deal with. Yours ain't really so bad!"

"But... But..." I stammered, "You don't think it's racist of me to...?"

Dante cut me off, "Hell yeah, it's racist! It's racist as fuck! But then again, there's lots of different kinds of racists, ya know? If I could get rid of it all tomorrow, I would, but I know it ain't that simple. So, if I got to choose what kinda racist I've got to deal with I prefer it's the non-violent white racist dude that wants to suck my cock over the one that wants to shoot my ass!"

Then Dante started laughing, and then I did too, partly from relief that I hadn't completely alienated him. I said, "So you're really not mad at me?"

He grinned, "Nah, man, I'm not mad, but you shoulda just come clean with us earlier. Both me and Steve kinda figured that's what you might be about. You definitely didn't convey yourself as experienced in these types of clubs and you're definitely not like our typical gay clientele. At first, we thought you might just be a bi-curious married guy. We talked about you backstage between sets and we both figured out pretty early that you might have a little 'jungle fever' going on, but you seemed nice and, frankly, pretty much a non-threat. You're kinda like some of the others we've seen here..."

"Wait!" I said, "What do you mean I'm like the others? What others?"

Dante smiled and shook his head, "Mark! Mark, my friend! You are not the first white dude who's come in here wanting to check out some black cock! There's been plenty, believe me. After all, there ain't too many like us doing this type of work up this far north. So Steve, me and just a couple others are the only chances you black-cock-sucking wannabes have up here! Sometimes they're just curious white guys that want to see if the rumors about the whole big-black-cock-size-thing are true, and that's all. But some are like you. They not only want to know if it's true, but they want to know what it's like!"

"What what's like? I asked, probing just a little since Dante seemed so willing to discuss my obsession...

"What I already said, man... what it's like to take that big ol' black cock in your mouth and suck it!" The smile Dante gave me at that point sent tingles up my spine!

I just stared at Dante for the longest moment and then I quietly asked, "What IS it like, Dante?"

Dante kept grinning, "I can't tell you, man. You're just gonna have to find out for yourself!"

My heart skipped another beat... so many skipped beats this night already. I tried to swallow but my mouth was so dry..."And can you help me to find out, Dante... maybe tonight... maybe right now?" And then I got nervous again when he didn't answer right away..."I mean... I'd pay you and Steve too... whatever you want!"

Dante smiled and then said, "Well, Mark, I ain't saying yes, but I haven't said no either. I've got to think about it and talk it over with Steve, too. See, he's my partner. And second, we weren't kidding about the rules here! We could get into a lot of trouble, Mark, and so could you. In fact, I almost did awhile back..." then he must have thought better of finishing that story and seemed to come to a decision.

"No, I'm sorry Mark. It's not worth the risk. You'll have to figure this out someplace else. Sorry, man!"

I was disappointed but I understood. But with one last glimpse of hope, I quickly asked, "Would you at least let me touch you... I mean hold it? I'm embarrassed to ask but I've just wondered for so long, and you did say I shoulda been more direct earlier!"

Dante giggled and said, "So my incidental contacts weren't enough for you?" We both laughed and then he said, with a more serious look, "First you gotta tell me that you're not a cop and this hasn't all been a big set-up."

I placed my hand on my heart and said, "I swear to God, Dante, I'm not a cop! Here! Look at my driver's license. I'm really from Illinois! I'm really just an architect! And I really just want to hold your black cock... Oh shit! I mean I just want to hold IT for a minute. I promise I won't do anything else!"

Dante couldn't help but laugh at my pathetic display, but to my relief he actually nodded OK and told me to sit on the bench. Then he said, "If we're gonna do this we're gonna do it right!" He lifted his long cock up in his right hand. I had already noticed that his impressive erection had softened some, although it was still pretty full and semi-erect. Dante expertly began to stroke himself in front of me as I watched intently. He continued to talk while he stimulated his cock back to life...

"When we finish here, you should still have your private dance with Steve... you already paid for it after all. I promise I won't tell him anything until later after you've left and then we'll have a good laugh about your story. But if you think my 'black cock' is so big, Mark, then you're really gonna love his! It's magnificent, I can tell you from experience!"

I stammered again, "D'ya mean you..?"

Dante nodded, "I told you before. Steve and I are partners. Believe me, I've sucked a lot of dicks in my life, of every color and size imaginable! Black, white, whatever... it don't matter to me. I've seen white dicks bigger than mine... and lots more smaller than mine, too!" Dante winked at me before continuing, "But I'll tell you with certainty that sucking Steve's 'big ol' black cock' is the best I ever had!"

I gulped just as Dante said, "OK, hold out your hand, Mark, and experience the second-best black cock here tonight!" He dropped his thick cock in my open palm, and I felt its warmth and its weight, just as I had imagined!

I had said earlier that I was pretty sure that my experiment was successful, and my obsession was real, but the moment my fingers wrapped around Dante's cock it was truly resolved! The feel of his throbbing cock pressing into my hand, and the beauty of its perfect form, shape and glistening head just inches from my staring eyes caused my brain to focus on one thought... I needed to suck his black cock!

But I was still being good... mostly. I started to tell Dante how amazing his cock looked and felt. And I thanked him for giving me the chance to finally hold one. But while I was talking, I very slowly shifted my hand forward, pushing it down the shaft while maintaining eye contact with Dante. After this slow forward movement, I paused and, while still talking, slowly pulled my hand back outward. I proceeded to do this very slow stroking several more times, more for my benefit than his, and Dante didn't seem to mind my transgression.

I figured I had just one more chance to get one step closer to my ultimate goal, so I said, "Dante, I don't deserve any more from you, but since you wanted me to be direct, I'm just going to ask. Will you let me... just for a second or two... touch your cock with my tongue and lips... maybe... just for a real quick second hold it in my mouth?"

I gave as innocent a look as I could muster up to Dante, who's naturally kind face was trying to look put-upon and annoyed at my doggedness. I added pleadingly, "That's it! Just a few seconds and then I won't ask for anything else, ever, I promise!"

Dante dropped his look of annoyance and actually grinned a little and said, "Aww fuck! I know I shouldn't... but OK. It's got to be quick though, Mark, just long enough for a little taste, OK?

I nodded with a smile and before Dante had a chance to change his mind I moved forward and first pressed my lips to the tip of his dark round cock head, then looking Dante straight in his eyes I slid my tongue under the head of his cock and, opening my mouth wide, I took the tip of his large cock inside my mouth. The head was engorged and swollen, and I had to strain my jaw muscles to open wide enough but then I could feel my lips breach the textured rim and clamp around the thick shaft!

I was in heaven with the feeling of him inside me, and with the taste and smell of his cock filling my senses! I would gladly have pushed forward to take him deeper into my mouth, and my instinct was to thrust my lips up and down the shaft, but I knew I had pushed Dante to his limit. I had to keep my promise and release Dante's delicious black cock from my mouth... that's when I heard the metallic sound of a door latch!

A deep voice said, "Jesus guys! You've been in her for almost forty... AWWW FUCK! AGAIN, DANTE? WHAT IN THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? ARE YOU TRYING TO GET US FIRED... OR FUCKING ARRESTED?!"

Dante ripped his cock from my lips and started to run toward the door as a very pissed-off Steve turned and walked out! Dante turned back to me for a moment and said, "STAY THE FUCK HERE UNTIL I GET BACK, MARK! OH, JESUS CHRIST!" Then he turned and ran as quick as he could with his rigid cock slapping back and forth, left and right! He violently slammed the door closed behind him, but I could easily hear most of their loud argument in the other room.

I was starting to get scared for my own safety to hear just how angry Steve was at Dante, and I assumed he wasn't going to be too happy with me either. I gleaned from the start of the argument that Dante had gotten them into trouble at least once before for stepping over the legal bounds. Dante for his part was being apologetic but also arguing that I wasn't a threat, and they could make some extra money, which apparently they could really use at the moment.

Steve obviously wasn't completely convinced that I was as harmless as Dante said and after a couple of minutes of them talking loudly the door suddenly jerked open and a very large Steve strode in and walked right up to me, his silky robe billowing open to reveal his muscular legs and torso and that gold thong! It would have been sexy before but now it scared the hell out of me!

I pressed back into the bench as Steve said, calmy but with a sense of menace in his voice, "Is it true, Mark? You're not a cop? Not law enforcement of any kind? And you don't know the owner of this club, do you?"

My voice cracked as I rapidly spit out, "No! No! None of that, Steve! I'm not a cop, I promise! I'm just an architect! I do live in Illinois! I have a wife! Here's my driver's license to prove it! I just... I just... I'm a pathetic white guy who just wanted to see a naked black guy... and you know... I just... I just..."

Steve looked at me and then my driver's license and over several seconds he started to soften his stance just a little; it even looked like he shrunk in size, although he was still quite formidable! He handed my license back and said, "You wanted to suck a black guy's cock, yeah, yeah... I know..." Then Steve waved his hand toward me and said, "I'm sorry if I scared you, man. I'm not really mad at you... I'm mad at that smirking asshole standing in the door behind me..."

I saw Dante standing there, looking a little nervous, but also a little cocky like he had been through these tight spots with Steve many times and had always come out smelling like a rose!

I said, "Steve, I'm really sorry! I fucked up this whole night and I should just go now. I've got a fucked-up notion in my mind and shoulda just let it stay buried in there instead of unloading it all on you guys. I'm really sorry... to both of you!"

Steve looked at me with a very, very slight grin, nodded and said, "Yeah... you're a little fucked in the head, Mark..." Steve then turned for the door but continued, "But I guess we're all a little fucked in the head in one way or another. I sure am... and I know for fucking sure that Dante here is really fucked up! Wait here a minute, Mark. Dante and I need to talk some more. Be right back." They left and shut the door behind them.

I sat in the room alone for a long time, at least 15 minutes, and I couldn't hear whatever conversation they were having but I was glad there was no more yelling. I did hear some other sounds though, like clicks and doors closing, chairs sliding across the floor, things like that, and wondered what might be happening but I was too nervous to open the door until they called for me. Then the door opened and in walked Steve and Dante, both in their robes that were now closed tight. Before they shut the door behind them, I looked through and saw that it was completely dark in the club.

They handed me another beer and brought some for themselves too. I pulled at my beer while Steve talked and Dante stood by quietly," OK Mark... Dante explained everything to me. What you two did was wrong and could have gotten us all into a lot of trouble!"

I opened my mouth to apologize again but stopped when Steve raised his large hand, "We'll forget about that. He also said that you had offered extra money to experience more tonight than just watching, is that right?" I just nodded, my mouth getting very dry again as my pulse quickened!

Steve then said, "As we told you earlier, the club can't you offer those services because they're illegal, right?" I nodded again. "And we can't sell you those services personally because that's illegal too." I just sat waiting, almost breathlessly, for what would come next.

"Well, I won't lie to you, Mark, Dante and I could really use some extra money right now, so we think we have an idea if it works for you, so listen up..." I perked up with excitement at Steve's apparent willingness, but kept my mouth shut to let him finish. "First, we closed the club early, locked the doors, turned off the lights inside and out. Second, we put a sign on the door that says we are closed for a private party... after all the club does that every once in a while."

I liked where this might be going but I stayed silent as Steve continued, "The typical rental fee is $1,000 for two hours." I simply nodded my understanding as Steve handed me a piece of paper. "And you have to sign this standard release which says that the club is not responsible for your actions, and you take all liability for whatever happens at your party." I glanced at the form, and it was indeed a standard form with the club letterhead, a standard rental agreement.

"We think this will satisfy the club owner and protect the club from any problems. He normally arranges these rentals, but I think he'll be thrilled to be getting this income on such a shitty night! So, now we have to talk about protecting the three of us!"

"Dante and I like you, Mark. We kinda think of you as a new friend of ours, of sorts. And friends like to help each other out, like sometimes they give them gifts, right?" I nodded, starting to understand where this was headed. "Well Dante already told you that he and I are partners, and we were thrilled that when you learned that your two new friends had found such happiness together you offered to throw us a nice house-warming party here at the club..." I was nodding even more now.

"And you even offered to give us a house-warming gift of, let's just say $1000... each... with absolutely no strings attached, right? All you need to do is sign off on this generous gift with this little note, give us the cash, and then we can start the party. Whatever happens at the party is just between three very close new friends, all consenting adults!"

Steve handed me a handwritten note on a cocktail napkin! It was already dated and only needed my signature!

"Well, Mark, how does all that sound to you? Do you still want to throw us a party?" Steve stopped and waited for my answer.

I was doing the math in my head! Luckily, I'd brought a bunch of cash with me just as a wishful thought, but I'd already spent about $1,500 tonight. Adding the rental fee and the two gifts for the guys I calculated that I was about $1,500 too short!

This was fucking crazy! How could I even be considering this? It would make the most sense for me to count my blessings and walk out now! I'd already confirmed my interest in black cocks was fucking real! And' I'd already held a beautiful black cock in my mouth! I should leave now and then figure out my next steps in a more careful way!

After all, what would I be missing if I walked away now? Only my first chance to actually suck my first black cock... well, actually it would be two black cocks, right. And I'd miss the chance to suck on Dante's big smooth balls... I suddenly wondered what Steve's balls must be like! And what else might happen in those two hours alone in a room with two gorgeous black men with big cocks? Is it really worth the money and the risk to my marriage and my career? I turned my eyes up to Steve's...

"Umm... Steve... do you have an ATM here?" As soon as he smiled and nodded yes, I grabbed the pen and signed the papers. Five minutes later Dante and Steve had their money, I was in a different backroom, a much bigger and cleaner room, with big chairs, and a couch, and even a king-size bed! And Dante and Steve were already taking off their robes to reveal nothing underneath... no thong or jock... just them in all their fucking glory! Let the party begin!

Dante didn't waste any time! He led me over by the chairs and couch, which was good because the bed on the other side of the room intimidated me! Then Dante asked, "Well, Mark, you got your wish for the next two hours! I think we should start right where we left off, don't you?"

Dante put his hands on my shoulders and guided me to sit on the couch and then he moved his strong torso directly in front of me so that his erect cock was level with my eyes. With his right hand he stroked his large cock and with his left hand he gently grasped the back of my head and guided me forward as he moved in. This time I quickly took his cock in my hungry mouth as far as I could while Steve watched us!

I don't know why it took me so long in my life to understand how much I loved this. It felt so natural to me now to feel the head of that black cock pushing against my tongue and passing back and forth across my lips! I instinctively looked up to see Dante's eyes staring right back, and that alone sent shivers down my spine! I had my hands on Dante's hips to brace myself; Dante took my left hand and guided it to his balls. I quickly followed his lead and gladly cupped and then caressed his large, smooth balls, and began to think about sucking on them too!

I didn't have to wait long because Dante apparently wanted the same thing. He gently pulled his wet cock from my mouth, raised it up and then pressed my head downward toward his dark nuts. I took a few tentative licks and nudges with my lips and tongue and then my desire took control... and I sucked in first one and then both of his balls into my mouth! The feel and taste of his smooth balls rolling around my mouth was driving me crazy! It was better than anything I'd ever imagined! I immediately dropped to my knees on the floor to get a better angle and Dante responded by spreading his legs to allow me to crawl under and nestle my head between his thighs and guzzle down on his balls!

I closed my eyes and enjoyed a long suck on Dante's nutsack before being woken from my 'scrotal reverie' by the feeling of something hard yet soft banging against my forehead. I opened my eyes expecting to see Dante playfully slapping me with his big dick, but what I saw was an even bigger black cock in the large hand of Steve! He had sidled in behind me and was tapping me with his beast of a cock. Dante was right when he said Steve's cock was even more impressive than his own! From my literally 'cock-eyed' position between Dante's legs I could tell that Steve's cock was easily two inches longer and much thicker, especially at the meaty part of the shaft. Even Steve's large hands couldn't encircle his own thick cock!

Steve's ploy had worked because I immediately abandoned Dante's balls from my mouth and turned around to grasp Steve's cock with both hands and then I did my damndest to fit my mouth onto his swollen black cock! I managed the head OK since it was about the same size and shape of Dante's cock head, but I stretched my lips to their limit when it tried to tackle that thick dark shaft! Not to mention the fact that my virgin mouth and throat weren't up to accepting anything very deep before my gag reflex kicked in... hell, I doubt I would be able to deepthroat my own modest penis and it is utterly puny compared to these two beautiful black cocks!

Steve seemed to be enjoying my amateur attention to his cock, probably just for the entertainment of seeing a lily-white wannabe slobber hopelessly over his gorgeous cock. He even held my head in his big hands and helped me develop a decent rhythm for taking him back and forth through my stretched lips. I used my free hands to both grab his ass and balls. His ass was like steel, hard and taut. His balls were bigger than Dante's and firmer! The other difference between Steve and Dante was their skin, Dante was clean and smooth everywhere! He had removed all traces of hair from his pubic area and ass, but Steve was just a little rougher.

I'm not saying that Steve was very hairy, he just had short black curly hair, on his chest, on his ass, above his cock, and even on his balls. And that was where I was heading next! I took the lead this time by pulling my mouth clear of Steve's cock and dropping down to suck his balls into my mouth while using both of my hands to grasp his ass and pull myself in tight!

As much as I loved the feeling of Dante's smooth balls in my mouth, I found the feel of Steve's slightly hairy balls even more exciting! The roughness of his skin on my tongue was a wild sensation, and his flavor was stronger too, more natural, less perfumed than Dante. Steve signaled his approval to my ball-sucking by placing his hands on my head and pulling me in even harder, essentially grinding his big nuts hard into my mouth!

After a few minutes of this I switched back to Steve's cock just as Dante moved back in and again tapped, tapped, tapped on my head. I pivoted to his sweet cock and then back to Steve again. I now had two monster black cocks alternating between my hands and my mouth. On those occasions I looked upward from my dream position down there on my knees I saw Dante and Steve stroking each other's cocks and caressing each other's bodies and even kissing! I don't know why this surprised me; I knew they were partners, but I wasn't thinking of them as terribly romantic. It was obvious to me now that they cared for each other.

It was at that moment, while I was slobbering over Steve's thick cock that I heard Steve say to Dante, "Let's move him to the bed." My heart raced! I don't know why the bed would be so intimidating to me, after all I'd already dived into the deep end of cock sucking now, but it did seem like a kind of 'point of no return!' But I didn't resist as both guys lifted me to my feet and guided me to the big king-sized bed. I didn't even mind that Dante quickly removed my shirt before having me lie down, face up on the bed. Steve then said to Dante, "I'm gonna start up top. You take care of the rest...," but I didn't know what he meant by that!

I didn't immediately find out either as Steve mounted the bed and then climbed over me and straddled my chest with his long muscular legs! My only view was now looking straight up Steve's strong, chiseled torso, his tight stomach and chest hair glinting in the soft purple light. Above that was Steve's handsome face, smiling and looking back down at me until my vision was blocked by a large dark mass so close to my face that my eyes couldn't yet focus on it... Steve was guiding his big, black cock to my mouth, which I opened wide without hesitation! I accepted his cock inside me as he leaned forward over me to brace himself against the headboard and improve the angle of attack for his cock into my mouth!

For a moment I almost panicked, afraid that Steve was going to start fucking my virgin mouth and throat and cause me to choke and suffocate! It was needless worry. Steve knew my limitations and allowed me to take in as much or little of his cock as I could manage. Within a few minutes I even started to pull his tight ass closer to me to test myself on just how much of his thick cock I could take in without gagging!

I couldn't believe my luck as I sucked his glorious black cock, realizing that it was only a few short hours ago that I hadn't even seen a black man's cock in person. Unbelievable! And it only got better as Steve shifted himself up and forward to allow me to suck on his balls again, this time truly tea-bagging my mouth as he dropped his nuts between my lips! I was just thinking about how I would love to try this on Dante's smooth balls too, just as a side-by-side comparison when I felt something new and unexpected...

Wait! I felt hands at my waist! I felt hands fumbling with my belt! I reacted with a gasp and a jerk but then Steve put his hand on my head, his balls still firmly in my mouth, and said, "Just relax, Mark! We got ya!"

The next sensation was two hands tugging at my pants and underwear at the same time as they were abruptly pulled under my ass and down my legs until they were completely off! I was now as naked as these two and I'm sure my modest little white dick was standing straight up... hell, it had been fully erect almost the entire evening, even when I was scared earlier! That's when I first felt a large, warm hand grasp my cock! And then another hand clasped my balls!

My body jerked again, and I groaned into Steve's balls. And then I jerked once more as I felt a tongue and then two full lips wrap themselves around my cock and press downward! Lights exploded in my brain! I hadn't felt anything this wonderful in many years, if ever! My wife had long ago stopped sucking my dick, grossed out by it. Not that there was anything gross about my 'little man,' she just didn't like the idea. I understand that many women don't. But obviously Dante had no problem sucking cocks, and with my average cock he expertly deepthroated it almost immediately as I felt his lips now pressing firmly against my balls as his tongue expertly danced up and down and around my dick!

I tried! I really tried to hold back! I even tried to distract myself by taking Steve's cock in my mouth and doing my own pathetic attempt at deepthroating his monster cock, but I failed miserably on both counts! I failed at taking his thick cock any deeper than I had before, and I failed and holding back! The feeling of Dante's expert lips and tongue riding up and down my cock was too much for me and after only about a minute of his blowjob my body spasmed violently and I had an explosive orgasm!

It even took Dante a bit by surprise as I heard him gag as my cum must have unexpectedly shot into his open throat! Then I felt him quickly disengage himself from my penis, cough a couple of times and then give a laugh! I even heard Steve laughing too!

My body went limp, although I still held Steve's cock tenaciously in my mouth, and I lay there motionless. Dante moved up and around Steve's hulking figure and into my view. Now both guys were looking down at me as my eyes tried to focus. I could see that Dante was smiling, thankfully, and then I noticed a streak of white across his cheek and dribbling from his lips and chin... it was my cum! I was so embarrassed, but Dante was unfazed. He just said, "Don't worry, friend, your turn's coming soon!"

Without a word spoken between them Steve moved off of me and Dante pushed me to move over so he could lie on the bed too. He stretched out, spread his legs, put his hands behind his head, like he was going to relax and watch a ballgame on TV except for that fact that he was naked, and his black cock was erect and pointing up to his chest! He looked at me and said just three words, "Suck! My! Cock!"

I didn't wait to be told twice, and I moved around and crawled between Dante's widespread legs. I grasped his cock in one hand, his balls in the other and then I started licking and sucking him! Truth be told, I was doing my damndest to make Dante feel the same strong sensations that he had given to me. I was also secretly hoping that I would make him cum as violently has he had made me!

You see, in my months of fantasizing about black cocks I had developed a very strong desire to feel and taste a black man's hot cum gushing across my tongue and mouth, imagining how it would taste as I swallowed a mouthful! After what I'd already experienced that evening, I intended to make that a reality tonight too!

I focused all of my attention on stimulating Dante's pretty cock. I was stroking its full length, licking and sucking the sensitive tip. Then I tried sucking his cock up and down while caressing his balls! He seemed to be enjoying it, but I wasn't coming close to bringing him to climax. Meanwhile I noticed that Steve wasn't on the bed any longer... until with a tectonic shift I felt his large body remount the bed.

Then I felt Steve's large hands on my back and his warm form sidle up next to me, dwarfing my small frame. He continued to rub my back, shoulders and arms. I continued to suck Dante's cock and balls as Steve's hands explored my body. I felt wonderful, almost a sense of safety and security from his strong but gentle touch... then Steve reached back to my ass!

Steve's large hands squeezed my buttocks and then he reached under and cupped my balls and my cock! He leaned down so that his rough chest hair was tickling my back, and he said, "Hmmm... you're coming back to life already, Mark!"

He was right! My cock was working its ways back to a full erection! I guess I wasn't really surprised as aroused as I was at living my dream with these two gorgeous black men and their beautiful big, black cocks! I was experiencing the one in my mouth just now and the other... well, I suddenly felt it probing and rubbing against my ass!

I pulled my mouth away from Dante's delicious balls just long enough to turn my head and see that Steve had shifted around, taking a position directly behind me! He was toying with my ass with his large cock! I started to freak out a little... there was no way that my little virgin asshole would take that beast! He would tear me in two!

I tried to calm myself by focusing back on Dante's cock. After all, Steve had been gentle with me all night, even when he was pissed off. Surely, he wouldn't hurt me now! But he did keep rubbing his cock up and down my ass, then pushing it underneath and knocking it against my balls and dick. I got especially nervous when Steve leaned over me so that his hairy chest was scratching my back again. His mouth was very near my right ear and his thick cock was wedged firmly between my ass cheeks like a big hot dog between a very small bun and he was slowly dry-humping my ass!

Steve then growled into my ear, "Your lily-white ass looks so pretty to me, Mark! And I need to fuck someone!" I gulped in fear, still with Dante's nuts in my mouth at that moment. Steve continued, "I really need to fuck someone right now, and it's either gonna be you or it's gonna be Dante! You get to decide which, Mark, but you'd better decide fast!"

I pulled my mouth free and pleaded, "Dante! Please, you gotta fuck Dante! I just can't...!"

Steve chuckled in my ear and quietly growled, "That's OK, Mark, but that means you gotta help get him ready for me!

I nodded quickly and said, "Yes! Yes! I can help! What d'ya want me to do?"

Steve shifted up from my back and reached around me with his strong arms to grab Dante's legs and lift them up and out. Dante of course knew the drill as he then grabbed his own legs and pulled them up and straight out sideways, a dancer doing the splits! Dante's pretty cock was now out of my reach, but I was presented with just his pretty balls... and below that his pretty asshole winking again right at me!

Steve simply growled one more time, "Like I said, get him ready for me, Mark! Use your mouth!"

The thought of tasting Dante's asshole suddenly welled up in me again I wanted nothing more than to bury my tongue inside him! Without hesitation I jumped in and began licking and tonguing Dante's asshole like it was what I had wanted all along! Soon his asshole was dripping wet with my spit along with my lips, chin and face!

Surprised at my ferocious attack, Steve actually laughed aloud, as did Dante. Steve loudly proclaimed, "Holy Shit! You know what we got here, dontcha, Dante? We got us a little fucking white 'boi' who just loves sucking black dicks and lickin' black assholes! I think we should take him home with us, don't you?!"

I swelled with pride hearing Steve say that as my tongue lavished attention all over Dante's pretty asshole and I realized just how much I loved this! I pushed into him even more, essentially French kissing Dante's asshole until my tongue was buried deep inside him! I knew that my life had just turned a very big and important corner. And it wasn't over yet!

Steve grabbed my shoulders to indicate that I had done enough for now and he moved me to the side. I reluctantly acquiesced but stayed close enough to watch Steve take his position at Dante's raised ass and then quickly insert the thick head of his cock into Dante's freshly moistened asshole!

Dante actually squealed as Steve pushed his full cock inside him and then Steve started to fuck Dante's ass hard! I was enthralled! I pushed my face in close to watch Steve's thick cock plunge in and out of Dante's ass, his cock glistening with each new stroke in the soft light!

With an epiphany I quickly rose up, shifted around to Dante's side, and then leaned over to take Dante's exposed balls in my mouth! I was precariously close to Steve's cock as it ramrodded Dante's violated asshole, and Steve's hairy stomach pressed against my face with each thrust, but I savored the intimacy of being a part of their lovemaking as I suckled those smooth black nuts and wondered what I would experience next!

I must have impressed Steve with my actions because he said, "You like that, do you Mark? Let's try something else I think you're gonna like even more! Lay down on the bed!"

Steve pulled his cock from Dante's ass and pushed him to the side. He then guided me to lie down, face up with my head near Steve's cock. Then Dante climbed back over me in a '69' position with his cock dangling in my face and his ass poised again in front of Steve. I now had a clear view upward at Dante's balls and asshole just as Steve once again buried his thick cock deep in Dante's ass!

I now had a front row seat to their fucking with the added benefit of having Dante's balls and cock right there for me to savor! Steve's cock was plunging in and out of Dante's ass as Dante grunted and Steve growled in pleasure!

Every so often Steve would pull back just a bit too far and his cock would tumble from Dante's asshole and drop onto my forehead before he picked it up and slid it back into Dante's ass! I was so caught up in the heat of the moment that soon I would try to anticipate these little moments and would instinctively tilt my head so that Steve's cock would fall onto my gaping mouth and tongue! It didn't bother me one bit that Steve's cock had just been buried hilt-deep in Dante's ass... I just wanted to be a part of their passion!

Soon enough Steve noticed my eagerness to join in and he took the cue. Every so often he would purposefully pull his cock free of Dante's asshole and guide it directly to my hungry gaping mouth where I would momentarily lick and suck on it before he thrust it back into Dante's ass again! My arousal at this close bond between us was only enhanced by the fact that Dante was now fondling and sucking my dick while Steve fucked his ass!

This sharing of Steve's cock between Dante's ass and my mouth lasted several minutes, but then it stopped because Steve was now focused solely on fucking Dante, harder and faster! Dante had also stopped sucking on my dick but was gripping it tighter and tighter in his hand as he moaned and grunted with each of Steve's powerful thrusts! I held my breath waiting for the inevitable! Suddenly, Steve thrust hard one last time and made a long, loud guttural groan as I saw his balls contract above me...

Many things happened in the space of the next couple of seconds and I witnessed all of it from my close-up view directly below them... Steve started to pull his cock out of Dante's asshole... just as the head of his cock emerged I saw his first spasm of cum shoot from the tip with some of it entering Dante's still-gaping asshole... the rest of Steve's first cumshot splashed across Dante's ass and then droplets of his cum rained down on my face... Steve lowered his cock toward my open mouth to share the rest of his cum with me... before Steve's shiny black cock could reach my mouth his second spasm of cum shot violently from the tip and onto Dante's hanging balls and then ricocheted across my face and my outstretched tongue... Steve's cock then landed heavily on my tongue just as his third jet of hot cum spewed directly into my gaping mouth... and finally my lips closed around the engorged head of his slippery cock so that I could accept the last few remaining spasms of his cum as it cascaded around my mouth! I gladly accepted Steve's gift!

Dante was still moaning from the strong ass-fucking Steve gave him, and maybe from the empty void inside him from of having Steve withdraw his large cock from his ass so abruptly. Steve issued a few final grunts of satisfaction from his seismic orgasm and then heavily patted my head with his hand. I eventually released Steve's spent cock from between my lips so that I could swallow the large volume of his cum that luckily made it into my mouth! It felt and tasted even better than I'd ever imagined it could!

I smiled up at Steve to show him my gratitude just as a large dollop of Steve's cum dribbled down from Dante's still-gaping asshole and splashed across my nose! Steve laughed aloud and then so did I! I glanced up to see plenty of Steve's cum stuck to Dante's balls and still dribbling from his asshole, so I raised my head and licked Dante's balls clean! And then I raised up higher, placed my lips over Dante's open asshole and licked and sucked every possible remnant of Steve's cum out of his asshole!

"Holy Fuck!" I said aloud as I thought to myself. In the space of the last few hours, I had witnessed my first black cocks, then I had sucked those cocks... and their balls... multiple times! Then I had licked a black man's asshole... Fuck, I didn't just lick his asshole, I attacked and tongue-fucked his asshole! Then I traded a massive black cock back and forth from that same black man's asshole to my mouth, and I topped it all off by swallowing a shit-ton of black man's cum! Steve was right! I AM A FUCKING LITTLE WHITE 'BOI' WHO LOVES SUCKING BLACK COCKS, LICKING BLACK ASSHOLES AND EATING BLACK CUM!

And I couldn't have been happier with that realization! I also vowed to myself that the night was not over yet, although I was sure my two hours were almost gone. In a moment of fear that I was running out of time I squirmed myself free from under Dante and said, "You're next, Dante! I want your fucking cum in my belly too!" Both Steve and Dante laughed at my sudden burst of sexual energy and played along as I pushed Dante to stand on the bed as he braced his back against the headboard and wall.

Dante's cock was standing erect and pointing directly at me as I dropped to my knees. I seized it with both hands and stroked and sucked his cock with a fierce determination. I knew that the last time I did this he enjoyed it but not enough to climax. This time would be different! I was determined to make Dante cum and to do it in my mouth before my time was up!

I was trying everything I had learned tonight about pleasuring a man. I sucked and stroked Dante's cock while playing with his balls, but it wasn't having the effect I needed! Just then Steve came in close behind me and whispered in my ear, "Play with his asshole, Mark! He loves that!"

I immediately reached around to Dante's tight ass and slowly worked my fingers between his smooth ass cheeks until I reached his asshole, which was still loose from his recent fucking and moist with Steve's cum and my spit. I easily slipped one finger and then two inside him and finger-fucked his asshole while I sucked on his cock... that prompted the first genuine groan of real pleasure that I had coaxed out of Dante!

I was so proud of myself that I hadn't noticed how Steve had lowered himself down behind me and then moved me around with his strong arms, positioning me like I was his rag doll. Soon his face was under me, but through all this I kept Dante's black cock in my mouth. That's when I felt Steve swallow my entire cock with his mouth in one gulp and then he sucked it! Jesus Christ, that felt fucking fantastic!

I was loving the feeling of sucking a cock while someone sucked mine. Just then my experience heightened dramatically because Steve started using his thick finger to toy with my asshole, rubbing and pressing in a circular motion! Fuck! He must have wet it with his spit because a moment later he pressed harder and pushed his fucking finger inside me up to the first knuckle! It felt to me like a tree stump in my ass, but combined with his sucking on my cock it was glorious! I almost buckled from pleasure!

Steve pushed farther inside me! Apparently, he was reading my mind because I had been silently wishing for him to do just that. He delved farther and farther until he was finger-fucking my asshole just like I had been doing to Dante! The whole time Steve was sucking my little white cock just as I was gulping down on Dante's black cock!

Steve became my puppet master and my actions on Dante echoed his. He was the teacher and I was the eager student. Steve increased the speed and pressure of his tongue-lashing of my small cock, and I emulated that on Dante. Steve finger-fucked my asshole harder and I increased the number of my fingers up Dante's ass to three and then thrust inside him with all my strength!

This frantic action felt like it went on for many minutes but I'm guessing it was less than one minute later when, with two loud cries, it reached critical mass! Instantly, both Steve and I were each accepting cum in our waiting mouths, although I'm certain I was the luckier between us! Dante's cum was voluminous, thick, warm and delicious as it filled my mouth and partially dribbled from the corners of my lips! Steve, for his part, never spilled a drop of my white-boi cum!

Once we were both spent, we all collapsed on the bed, sweaty, cum-smeared and happy. It couldn't have been more than thirty seconds later that I heard a timer alarm... my two-hours was up! We all broke out in tired laughter.

I laughed and said, "Damn! I really would have loved just a few more minutes with that beast between your legs, Steve! I was just getting the hang of this!"

Steve laughed aloud and cried, "What the fuck, Dante, we've created a cock-sucking monster here! I guess we're gonna have to make this a regular thing, don't you?"

And that's the funny part about this story because it was truly just the beginning. I'm somewhat sorry to say that my marriage ended soon after I returned to Illinois, and so did my job there, but both changes were my choice and ultimately for the better. So was my decision to take a new job and move to Minneapolis just a few months later!

I can tell you that Steve, Dante and I still see each other often. They didn't take me home with them, no, but I'm now a regular at their club. We still have our private parties but now we hold them at either my apartment or theirs. And what's more, Steve and Dante have other friends who like to party with us. I have come to appreciate all kinds of partners, of all colors and all sizes. But I know without doubt that I will always, always, like big, black cocks the best!

And luckily for me most of Steve and Dante's friends, and now my friends too, also happen to be black, and many also have nice big cocks, and they don't mind at all having a little white boi around to suck their big ol' black cocks! Oh, and of course tongue-fuck their sweet black assholes, too! But those are stories for another time.

It's funny how the cold weather up here doesn't seem to bother me anymore!