“Oh gawd!” I heard Roger moan, as he started pumping his load into my stomach.
Roger’s legs jerked as his orgasm rocked his body. He held my head tightly as he buried his cock in my throat, spraying another thick load into my body. I was so turned on, but I knew I couldn’t cum again after the evening’s extended sexual activities.
Roger remained in my throat until his orgasm subsided. Then he pulled back into my mouth and lingered there watching me nurse on the tip of his big rod.
“You’re a true cumslut, aren’t you boy?” Roger said, as he pulled his now flaccid cock from my mouth.
“I love black cock,” I said while still lying on my back, recovering from the wild fuck I had just endured.
“Well, it sounds like you signed up to be our bitch for the next nine months,” Roger laughed, “We are going to take good care of you, boy. I think you’re going to get more back cock than you can handle.”
“You should start thinking about how you can take three or four black cocks at a time,” Roger continued, “Jim knows a lot of guys who would love to tap your white ass on the down low. I think you’re going to be the most popular white guy in Atlanta.”
I sat up and smiled at Roger as he stood in front of me, his now flaccid cock hanging low against his right thigh.
“I’ll be back on Sunday,” I said, looking up at Roger, “Will you be here again?”
“Fuck yeah. I’m going to be here every night you’re in town,” Roger said with a smile, “You’re going to keep my cock throbbing and. my balls empty.”
To be continued…