Secrets In Room 403 Pt. 07

Roger was grunting as he fucked me hard. Leo was taking aggressive strokes into my head with his hands holding my skull tight. I was vibrating with sexual excitement. I was certain I was going to cum again just from being used like a white fuck toy for these hung black men.

I kept trying to hold back my orgasm, but Roger’s big cock kept hitting my prostate at just the right angle. I couldn’t hold it back any longer. I started spraying cum from my white cock, that was dwarfed by the horse cocks my two tops were using to make me orgasm.

“White boy is cumming from taking our big cocks, Roger,” Leo said, laughing, “Can you feel his ass clinching when he cums?”

“He gets tighter each time he shoots, here give it a try!” Roger said, as he pulled out so Leo could take his place.

Leo entered me in the final throes of my orgasm, “He does seem to clinch when he sprays, but it looks like he just about empty. We’ll have to fuck him harder to make him cum again for us.”

Leo was aggressively hammering away at my ass as Roger more gently let my throat massage his 9-inch tool. Roger liked the sensation of having himself all the way down my throat and then taking short strokes to maximize his pleasure.

“You’re so tight when I get back there,” Roger said, as he used the end of my esophagus to pleasure the head of his cock, “I’m going to dump my load right into your stomach.”

My face was turning deep red as Roger choked me out with his dick. I tapped on his thighs to indicated I needed air. Roger pulled out quickly, let me gulp in a few deep breaths and then let Roger back in balls deep. He started taking his short strokes again as the noise of Leo’s hips slapping my ass provided the background soundtrack.

“Swallow me boy,” Roger said as he started to spasm and dump what seemed like a week’s worth of semen into my stomach.

His orgasm seemed to last for minutes as he kept jerking and pumping into my throat. I heard his groans from above and knew it was going to be a while before he would pull back and let me suck just his head for him. I tried to make my air last, but I was struggling. I needed to take a breath.

“You better make room for me, Roger,” I heard Leo say, “I’ve got another dose of black cum for our boy!”

Roger was now pulling back so I could breathe, but he was still taking strokes into my throat, enjoying the last of his epic orgasm. He finally held his cock in my mouth and let me suck the head clean for him.

“I think you emptied those balls, white boy,” Roger laughed, “My wife hasn’t had sex with me for weeks.”

“I’m about to blow another load,” Leo said, as he continued to slap his hips against my ass and rock my entire body.

He had worked himself into another sexual frenzy after his vigorous fucking he gave my ass. Roger pulled his now flaccid cock out of my mouth. I watched the shiny black tube swing between his legs as he headed into the bathroom. A few seconds later, I was faced with another shiny black cock.

“You ready for more black cum?” Leo asked, as I opened my mouth to let him in.

“Wait,” I said, after Leo took a few strokes.

I rolled over onto my back and let my head hang over the side; just the way Ray taught me.

“This way you can fuck my throat any way you like,” I said looking up at Leo’s hard cock and swinging balls.

“Fuck yeah,” Leo said, as he stepped up and aligned his cock with my open mouth.

Everyone Gets a Second Turn

Leo started throat fucking me with the same zeal that he was fucking my ass. His big balls were bouncing off my eyes with each stroke. It was degrading to have his balls slapping me blind as he used my throat as his personal cock sleeve.

“Look at that!” I heard Roger say, “I can see your cock bulging in his throat. Why didn’t he let me try that?”

“You can use him like this after I’m done,” Leo said, as his pubic bone smashed up against my chin.

“Watching this is making me hard again,” Roger said, “Hurry up and finish, I want to fuck his throat like that.”

“If you’re in a hurry, why don’t you just fuck his ass?” Leo proposed, “that way, you’re not behind me breathing down my neck.”

I felt Roger get on the bed. Then I felt my legs being lifted so he could gain access to my ass. I felt Leo grab my ankles and hold them back for Roger. Within seconds, Roger was back in my ass and fucking me hard.

This was a new first for me. I was lying on my back taking two cocks at the same time. Roger’s cock felt much bigger in this position. Somehow, it allowed him to go deeper.

Leo was fucking my head with the same vigor as he fucked my ass. He was considerate enough to let me take a breath every 9 or 10 strokes. In this position, I felt even more like a slut. Letting him fuck my throat like this seemed like I was submitting to Leo’s dominance.

I heard Leo start to groan. His hands grabbed the sides of my head and his knees buckled a bit as he hunched over slightly to feed me his cum.

“Uh, uh, gawd, oh fuck,” Leo said as he spasmed and fired even more cum down my throat and into my belly. I was incredibly turned on by the idea that I was allowing this hung black man to fuck my throat just the way he wanted while I let another hung black man fuck my ass with no condom.

Leo pulled back so I could nurse on the end of his cock. I took a few pulls off his big dick to ensure I sucked out everything before I released him and waited for Roger to take his turn.

“That was fucking awesome,” I heard Leo say, as he pulled his softening cock out of my mouth and slapped my face with it a couple times to show his dominance.

“His throat is ready for you Roger,” Leo said, laughing as I watched his firm ass while he turned and walked toward the bathroom.

“You ready for this big dick?” I heard Roger ask, as he stepped in front of me with his raging hard-on.

I opened my mouth, to show that I was ready for him, and he wasted no time impaling my throat with his black rod.

“This is almost as tight as your ass, white boy,” Roger said as he took my throat balls deep.

A few days ago, I had never seen a black cock in real life. Now, I was close enough to see every detail as Roger used my throat for his pleasure. I was amazed that these black men didn’t just have big cocks, their balls were huge as well. While I loved their huge cocks, watching their low hung balls bang against my eyes and forehead was becoming a new fetish for me.

Not only was I letting these men fuck my throat as deeply as they wanted. I was allowing my face to be almost completely covered by their ball sack with each stroke they took. Being slapped by a huge set of balls was turning me on as much as the sensation of lying back and allowing my throat to get fucked.

I wanted more of this experience. It seemed deviant and perverted, and I liked it.

As Roger was fucking me, I wondered what other deviant behavior I might discover as I continued to meet with these men in my room in the coming weeks.

I knew that Jim would find the eight men we needed to keep my roster filled each night. I was also wondered if there would be additional men who would be used to fill in if a vacancy in the roster created an opening. I started to think about letting nine men fuck my brains in, non-stop, every night from 7:30 until midnight. I wondered if I could even do it.

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