BBC Addiction
You hear about, you read about, but as an experienced swinger, it seemed to me to be a little over-the-top. I am bisexual, but over the years gay sex became my strong preference. So going to meet a guy by myself was common. My first black man took me places emotionally, sexually, and submissively I never experienced.
We had talked numerous times and I had been very open about being a sub bottom. The first night night in my hotel room quickly took me down the path which has become my insatiable hunger. As soon as he arrived he told me to strip, kneel, put my hands behind my back. He talked about all the white guys he had used: bisexuals, gays, and ******s. At first that term took me by surprise. I watched as he removed his shirt, and was mesmerized by his sexy black chest. But when he removed his pants, omg I wanted his cock. I guess my stare was obvious, "That is the look of a true cocksucker." He sat in the chair stroking, "Beg cocksucker!" Without hesitation, I was begging for his black cock. I could not take my eyes off his swollen cock. When he said to come over and show him, I started to stand. "Crawl to me." On my hands and knees I crawled to him; my submission felt natural. He was a man, a rel man. As I took him in my mouth, my moans came naturally. With some guys I put on show to show I wanted cock. But that night it was not a show, it was an insatiable hunger. As I hungrily deep-throated him, he talked about all the white guys, the bi's and the ******s. When he said, "You don't suck like any bisexual I had," it made me act even more hungry. "You are a ******, aren't you!" When I heard that I went wild. He pulled my hair to pull my head back. As I looked up at him, "Say it fag." I moaned "Yes I am your ******." I was in sexual ecstasy.
That was my first step down the road to not only embracing my homosexuality, but to relish being a ****** especially for black men.
I spent three hours being his eager ****** sex slave. When he fucked me and I had my first anal orgasm, and I was hooked.
We had talked numerous times and I had been very open about being a sub bottom. The first night night in my hotel room quickly took me down the path which has become my insatiable hunger. As soon as he arrived he told me to strip, kneel, put my hands behind my back. He talked about all the white guys he had used: bisexuals, gays, and ******s. At first that term took me by surprise. I watched as he removed his shirt, and was mesmerized by his sexy black chest. But when he removed his pants, omg I wanted his cock. I guess my stare was obvious, "That is the look of a true cocksucker." He sat in the chair stroking, "Beg cocksucker!" Without hesitation, I was begging for his black cock. I could not take my eyes off his swollen cock. When he said to come over and show him, I started to stand. "Crawl to me." On my hands and knees I crawled to him; my submission felt natural. He was a man, a rel man. As I took him in my mouth, my moans came naturally. With some guys I put on show to show I wanted cock. But that night it was not a show, it was an insatiable hunger. As I hungrily deep-throated him, he talked about all the white guys, the bi's and the ******s. When he said, "You don't suck like any bisexual I had," it made me act even more hungry. "You are a ******, aren't you!" When I heard that I went wild. He pulled my hair to pull my head back. As I looked up at him, "Say it fag." I moaned "Yes I am your ******." I was in sexual ecstasy.
That was my first step down the road to not only embracing my homosexuality, but to relish being a ****** especially for black men.
I spent three hours being his eager ****** sex slave. When he fucked me and I had my first anal orgasm, and I was hooked.
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