Short Encounter at the ABS
I was in my favorite Vegas ABS one night when a tall, thin, white-haired black man came strolling by. This ABS had only the top half of the door installed, and I made sure he had a good look at my hard white dick as he walked by.
No luck. He went two stalls down to the end and stopped at a booth across from me. I looked under the door. The lucky bastard had his door completely open, and the black man stepped inside. Fuck it. I opened my door completely. At least I could watch the show.
The fat white guy in the booth got down on his knees and fished out a BIG jet-black dick, surrounded by snow white hair. The black man might have been in his sixties. He was cut and had nine inches soft. Oh my God I wanted that.
After a couple of minutes of mediocre but enthusiastic sucking the black man whispered something to him. Immediately he pulled back and started jerking the huge, ten-inch dick which started shooting long, beautiful strings of cum across the stall, hitting the floor.
I couldn’t help myself.
‘OH MY GOD WHAT A FUCKING WASTE!’ I cried. I heard the black man chuckle at my exclamation. How could this idiot do all the work and throw away the huge thick payoff. Damn that was a lot of cum. And cum was meant to be swallowed. It was far too precious to be dumped on a filthy floor.
At about the same time, a very young ginger white boy with long, flaming red hair walked into my open stall and stood in front of me.
‘Do you suck cock?’ I looked him in the eyes and nodded.
'Then you should suck mine.' He said.
He immediately undid his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his ragged, faded jeans and flopped a young milky white dick in my face. I reached over and closed the door.
His silky smooth shaft was traced all over with tiny blue veins, none of them protruding. He was uncut. His shaft got thicker and thicker to the halfway point then tapered down again. Woof. He had a huge flaming orange bush to match his hair and egg-sized balls that hung low in a paper thin scrotum. They were purple. His dickhead was bright red. It looked like a clown's dick. Gingers are so colorful. I smiled.
Nice consolation prize for missing out on the hot old black man. I pounced on it.
I took his soft, thick cock in my mouth and slid my lips all the way down. Immediately I could feel him swelling in my mouth. He must have been very horny. I kinda figured this because most guys don’t walk up to you and ask if you suck cock. It would be a wonderful world if they did.
He didn’t stay soft long. In no time I was taking a big, beet-red dickhead down my throat. The rest of his dick was rock-hard, and throbbing in my mouth. I buried my face in his thick orange bush. Judging by the position of his dickhead in my throat I sized him at eight inches.
He would have cum in under a minute, he was so horny, but I wasn’t having any of that. Time after time, I would work him up to cumming, then ease him back down. I could always tell when he was close because his big balls would rise up and press against my cheeks. He was so cute. A regular boy toy.
After 10 minutes of pleasuring and torturing this hot boy, I saw legs walking up to my stall. Goddamn, it was the hot old black man. He wanted to give me his load! It was time to finish this boy off.
Perfectly, at this same moment, the boy whimpered ‘Please make me cum. You’re killing me dude. I gotta shoot my fuckin load.‘
I worked his cock with everything I had. I had made him a thick eight inches and all of it was down my throat, my lips smashing into his bush over and over. If you’ve read my other stories you know I have no gag reflex. A gift I put to use as a very young age. Made so many older men and boys happy.
‘UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.’ That was the only sound he made. His balls were pressing hard against my cheeks. The cum started pumping down my thirsty throat in huge ropes, again and again until he slumped against my face, empty and satisfied.
I wouldn’t let go of his beautiful smooth dick until he finally pulled it out of my mouth slowly, inch by wonderful inch. He was bone dry. I knew what to do with a load of cum.
‘That was fuckin awesome! Thanks dude. So much better than my girlfriend.’
‘Anytime.’ I replied, swallowing the last of his enormous young load.
He left, and I left the door open. My pants were down to my ankles and my dick was sticking straight up.
‘Can I come in?’ The old black man asked.
‘Please. Please come in.’ I said. I started pumping my dick, anticipating what was to come.
He came in and latched the door and stood in front of me, waiting. He was wearing nice pants and I don’t think he wanted them on the floor, so I just unzipped him and pulled out his soft nine inches and took him in my mouth to the balls.
He was very black and very thick, and I was VERY turned on. He had cum not more than 20 minutes ago and his beautiful black dick stayed soft a lot longer than the first time. I love sucking huge soft dicks, and I worshiped the ebony dick of this smiling old black man for several minutes, feeling him slowly, but surely succumb to my mouth, lips and tongue. He was too soft to take down my throat, but I had every inch of him squeezed into my mouth. I only came up for air a couple of times a minute. He was leaning against the wall, moaning softly, his eyes closed.
‘You are so much better than that other white boy.’ He husked.
I pulled off his dick for a second, admiring the huge black dickhead.
‘Goddamn right.’ I replied. ‘And I swallow.’
‘Good boy. I knew you were going to say that. Suck my dick.’
I did. He was ready now and his dick was hard enough to finally take that huge dickhead down my throat, the rest of his hard black dick following. I could feel his dickhead as it moved downward, about three quarters of the way down. That made him ten inches, in my estimation. I was full.
I sucked and sucked this beautiful old man's dick, pulling out the stops. At one point I guess he thought, ‘Fuck these pants.’ And unbuckled his belt. I pulled back long enough for him to drop his pants and pull down his shorts. His dick and balls were surrounded by a thick, short curly bush of snow-white hair. His balls were enormous.
I would have loved to suck on his balls, but I couldn’t help myself. I dove back down on his huge, pulsing cock and felt that big dickhead down my throat again, but this time about an inch farther down. I have that effect on guys. Eleven fucking inches of the sweetest, biggest, blackest dick. We were both moaning like crazy.
No edging for this old gentleman. That would have been rude, especially since he had made a special trip back to give me what I wanted so badly. His cum.
I found the rhythm and the stimulation he wanted and gave it to him. Continuously. He was not used to anyone deep throating his huge dick and he couldn’t get enough of it. Neither could I. After seeing his thick load shoot worthlessly on the floor I couldn’t wait to treat him as he deserved.
I was so sorry to see it end but the moment had finally cum.
‘Get ready to take it, boy. Take it all. I'm cummin.‘ With that, one of those big, thick wads I remembered so well went shooting down my throat. I felt it intimately. My neck bones cracked slightly as his dickhead expanded and shot. My rock hard dick, which I had been ignoring the whole time, started shooting cum all over the place.
Feeling my face buried deep in his lean belly was all the stimulation he needed at that point, and he took my head gently in his hands and held me, motionless, at the base of his cock. I worked his shaft furiously with my tongue. I felt each of his big loads pumping down my throat and enough of it backed up that I had a thick mouthful of it to taste at all times. But my lips were clamped down hard and not a drop escaped.
He came at least twice as long as his first time. If only I had gotten his first one. Seven huge loads, three large ones and then I sucked out quite a bit more, my cheeks hollowing and then I squeezed him with my hands for the rest. You’d be surprised how much cum you can still get from a huge softening black dick. And his cum was thick. I milked a huge rope out of him, starting at the base and felt it filling my mouth. He gasped, staring down at me.
‘You really love it, don't you boy. Well you got it all. Every drop. My big black balls are empty.’
‘Thank you for coming back and giving me the cum from your balls. I loved every minute of it.’
He chuckled, ‘So did I.’
Didn’t see him any more after that. The ginger boy came back regularly to pump another of his loads down my throat. Sometimes twice in one night.
Til next time. Frequent jerking off keeps the prostate healthy. I try to do my part.
No luck. He went two stalls down to the end and stopped at a booth across from me. I looked under the door. The lucky bastard had his door completely open, and the black man stepped inside. Fuck it. I opened my door completely. At least I could watch the show.
The fat white guy in the booth got down on his knees and fished out a BIG jet-black dick, surrounded by snow white hair. The black man might have been in his sixties. He was cut and had nine inches soft. Oh my God I wanted that.
After a couple of minutes of mediocre but enthusiastic sucking the black man whispered something to him. Immediately he pulled back and started jerking the huge, ten-inch dick which started shooting long, beautiful strings of cum across the stall, hitting the floor.
I couldn’t help myself.
‘OH MY GOD WHAT A FUCKING WASTE!’ I cried. I heard the black man chuckle at my exclamation. How could this idiot do all the work and throw away the huge thick payoff. Damn that was a lot of cum. And cum was meant to be swallowed. It was far too precious to be dumped on a filthy floor.
At about the same time, a very young ginger white boy with long, flaming red hair walked into my open stall and stood in front of me.
‘Do you suck cock?’ I looked him in the eyes and nodded.
'Then you should suck mine.' He said.
He immediately undid his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his ragged, faded jeans and flopped a young milky white dick in my face. I reached over and closed the door.
His silky smooth shaft was traced all over with tiny blue veins, none of them protruding. He was uncut. His shaft got thicker and thicker to the halfway point then tapered down again. Woof. He had a huge flaming orange bush to match his hair and egg-sized balls that hung low in a paper thin scrotum. They were purple. His dickhead was bright red. It looked like a clown's dick. Gingers are so colorful. I smiled.
Nice consolation prize for missing out on the hot old black man. I pounced on it.
I took his soft, thick cock in my mouth and slid my lips all the way down. Immediately I could feel him swelling in my mouth. He must have been very horny. I kinda figured this because most guys don’t walk up to you and ask if you suck cock. It would be a wonderful world if they did.
He didn’t stay soft long. In no time I was taking a big, beet-red dickhead down my throat. The rest of his dick was rock-hard, and throbbing in my mouth. I buried my face in his thick orange bush. Judging by the position of his dickhead in my throat I sized him at eight inches.
He would have cum in under a minute, he was so horny, but I wasn’t having any of that. Time after time, I would work him up to cumming, then ease him back down. I could always tell when he was close because his big balls would rise up and press against my cheeks. He was so cute. A regular boy toy.
After 10 minutes of pleasuring and torturing this hot boy, I saw legs walking up to my stall. Goddamn, it was the hot old black man. He wanted to give me his load! It was time to finish this boy off.
Perfectly, at this same moment, the boy whimpered ‘Please make me cum. You’re killing me dude. I gotta shoot my fuckin load.‘
I worked his cock with everything I had. I had made him a thick eight inches and all of it was down my throat, my lips smashing into his bush over and over. If you’ve read my other stories you know I have no gag reflex. A gift I put to use as a very young age. Made so many older men and boys happy.
‘UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.’ That was the only sound he made. His balls were pressing hard against my cheeks. The cum started pumping down my thirsty throat in huge ropes, again and again until he slumped against my face, empty and satisfied.
I wouldn’t let go of his beautiful smooth dick until he finally pulled it out of my mouth slowly, inch by wonderful inch. He was bone dry. I knew what to do with a load of cum.
‘That was fuckin awesome! Thanks dude. So much better than my girlfriend.’
‘Anytime.’ I replied, swallowing the last of his enormous young load.
He left, and I left the door open. My pants were down to my ankles and my dick was sticking straight up.
‘Can I come in?’ The old black man asked.
‘Please. Please come in.’ I said. I started pumping my dick, anticipating what was to come.
He came in and latched the door and stood in front of me, waiting. He was wearing nice pants and I don’t think he wanted them on the floor, so I just unzipped him and pulled out his soft nine inches and took him in my mouth to the balls.
He was very black and very thick, and I was VERY turned on. He had cum not more than 20 minutes ago and his beautiful black dick stayed soft a lot longer than the first time. I love sucking huge soft dicks, and I worshiped the ebony dick of this smiling old black man for several minutes, feeling him slowly, but surely succumb to my mouth, lips and tongue. He was too soft to take down my throat, but I had every inch of him squeezed into my mouth. I only came up for air a couple of times a minute. He was leaning against the wall, moaning softly, his eyes closed.
‘You are so much better than that other white boy.’ He husked.
I pulled off his dick for a second, admiring the huge black dickhead.
‘Goddamn right.’ I replied. ‘And I swallow.’
‘Good boy. I knew you were going to say that. Suck my dick.’
I did. He was ready now and his dick was hard enough to finally take that huge dickhead down my throat, the rest of his hard black dick following. I could feel his dickhead as it moved downward, about three quarters of the way down. That made him ten inches, in my estimation. I was full.
I sucked and sucked this beautiful old man's dick, pulling out the stops. At one point I guess he thought, ‘Fuck these pants.’ And unbuckled his belt. I pulled back long enough for him to drop his pants and pull down his shorts. His dick and balls were surrounded by a thick, short curly bush of snow-white hair. His balls were enormous.
I would have loved to suck on his balls, but I couldn’t help myself. I dove back down on his huge, pulsing cock and felt that big dickhead down my throat again, but this time about an inch farther down. I have that effect on guys. Eleven fucking inches of the sweetest, biggest, blackest dick. We were both moaning like crazy.
No edging for this old gentleman. That would have been rude, especially since he had made a special trip back to give me what I wanted so badly. His cum.
I found the rhythm and the stimulation he wanted and gave it to him. Continuously. He was not used to anyone deep throating his huge dick and he couldn’t get enough of it. Neither could I. After seeing his thick load shoot worthlessly on the floor I couldn’t wait to treat him as he deserved.
I was so sorry to see it end but the moment had finally cum.
‘Get ready to take it, boy. Take it all. I'm cummin.‘ With that, one of those big, thick wads I remembered so well went shooting down my throat. I felt it intimately. My neck bones cracked slightly as his dickhead expanded and shot. My rock hard dick, which I had been ignoring the whole time, started shooting cum all over the place.
Feeling my face buried deep in his lean belly was all the stimulation he needed at that point, and he took my head gently in his hands and held me, motionless, at the base of his cock. I worked his shaft furiously with my tongue. I felt each of his big loads pumping down my throat and enough of it backed up that I had a thick mouthful of it to taste at all times. But my lips were clamped down hard and not a drop escaped.
He came at least twice as long as his first time. If only I had gotten his first one. Seven huge loads, three large ones and then I sucked out quite a bit more, my cheeks hollowing and then I squeezed him with my hands for the rest. You’d be surprised how much cum you can still get from a huge softening black dick. And his cum was thick. I milked a huge rope out of him, starting at the base and felt it filling my mouth. He gasped, staring down at me.
‘You really love it, don't you boy. Well you got it all. Every drop. My big black balls are empty.’
‘Thank you for coming back and giving me the cum from your balls. I loved every minute of it.’
He chuckled, ‘So did I.’
Didn’t see him any more after that. The ginger boy came back regularly to pump another of his loads down my throat. Sometimes twice in one night.
Til next time. Frequent jerking off keeps the prostate healthy. I try to do my part.
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