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Enticed #23: White Slavery Saturday Pt. 2

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A Fun Weekend Just Became A Gay Porn Cliche
This is part two of the twenty-third chapter of my adventures in the early nineties with a gay man about fifteen years older than me who saw me as a near-reincarnation of his first boyfriend. Check my post history for earlier installments of the story of an older man�s toy. I had just swallowed the ten-and-a-half-inch cock of my newest master, Jamal, by his own command. A second later his limp cock was against my throat. The doorbell rang while I still was swallowing Master Jamal�s brown cock. I didn�t move or release him as African Master ushered in two very young black boys. Master introduced Neville and Niles. Neither of them looked as British as their names sounded. �Shit, are we getting naked already?� one asked. They both sounded eager to get the party started. With Master Jamal�s cock in my throat and my face turned away from the door, I hadn�t actually seen them yet. �When do I get a blowjob from the white boy?� the other one asked. Master explained my presence, including my photography project, while they undressed. After he told them I�d already shot him and Master Jamal, they both agreed without hesitation. African Master released my collar while Jamal still was in my throat. �You can suck Jamal all you want later,� he leaned down and whispered. �You have new treats to meet.� I slowly pulled my current favorite cock out of my throat and mouth and stood up. �It�s nice to meet you,� I said, shaking their hands, naked and half-hard. Both were very young, not, I hoped, too young, and average size, maybe five-foot-eight. They weren�t spectacularly built, but had the air and grace of athletes. Their skin was a close shade of paper brown. Their noses were narrow, but fairly flat. Both had a few freckles and full tan lips with a hint of pink. Neville had his hair in a close buzz cut. Niles wore a fade with long-ish twists on top. It was clear they weren�t identical twins. But there was no doubt they were brothers. As similar as they looked, still it was easy to tell them apart. They still were pulling their jeans off when I went down the hall for my camera bag. When I returned I found them waiting for me naked. Their limp cocks had very dark shafts. Their heads and loose foreskin were practically the same dark pink as mine. While limp they appeared to be the same size and thickness. I took a few shots of them limp and close, their cocks nearly twins. Then, I asked them to start getting themselves hard while I opened the sliding glass doors. I peeked out and checked to see if anyone could see what might happen on Bill�s terrace. Once I was satisfied, I first pulled Neville out and coached him through several poses with his cock about half-hard. I had him lean over the railing with his arching cock visible. I shot this pose from a few different perspectives close-up and full-body with his head turned enough to hide facial details. Then I did the same sort of thing with him leaning back on the rail. Then, I told him to get his cock harder while I went through the same poses with Niles. Once Neville was hard I shot several close-ups of him outside. Niles joined us once he was erect. As I�d done with Bill and Jamal, I joined the boys separately and together for several shots of our cocks. I wrapped the chain around all three of our cocks for a shot. And, with their permission, I did a shot of their cocks chained together. By then I was almost fully hard, as well. So, I connected the chain to my cock ring and shot a black hand pulling the chain tight. We headed back inside when I exhausted all my ideas. They joined Bill and Jamal and I put my camera equipment away. As soon as I returned to the living room, I dropped to my knees at Bill�s feet, but he didn�t buckle the collar and chain back on me. �I want everyone to see what�s about to happen to your throat,� he said. Then he ordered me to move to the middle of the living room facing the sliding glass doors so everyone would have a good view. I set one of my towels on the floor under me. The couch and my naked audience were to my right. �Your slave waits.� Master then walked over and stood with his half-hard cock in my face. �Suck me, Slave,� he ordered. �Make me cum on your face.� I engulfed his brown meat without using my hands and immediately began licking and swirling my tongue around his shaft until I felt him growing inside me. I reached up to cup his balls. �No hands,� Master boomed. Given this new restriction, I dropped my head down to begin licking his balls and traced a line over them to his shaft and up the length of his stiffening cock. Once I found his frenulum I attacked it with my lips, tongue and even teeth. I lifted up to allow myself a good downward stroke to get his arrogant cock completely in my mouth. I bobbed up and down on him just like I�d done after his showers, sucking as hard as I could. My tongue swirled and boxed and poked every inch. I could feel his pulse speeding up and the usual low throb in the base of his black meat. I could hear his breathing, as well. He was moaning lightly. I got the impression I�d reduced him to a little boy who�d lost all control. He was mine in spite of his sometimes overbearing nature and obvious occasional posturing among his young friends. I could feel my own cum oozing down my stiff cock as I hungrily devoured my master�s. I sped up my work on him as his throbs increased in speed and intensity. In a few seconds I was bouncing up and down on my knees as if I was bouncing on a dildo. When he came he let go one loud violent grunt that almost sounded painful. At the same time he blew a single huge wad against the roof of my mouth. I immediately pulled him out, dropped down and finally grabbed him with my hand. I stroked and squeezed and milked him to cover my open-mouthed face with his hot sperm. He quickly fell to a slow ooze, though. It had been only 30 minutes or so since the last time I�d drained him and Jamal. I again used his cock to paint my face with his gift. Before I released his meat I swallowed it to clean him off. When I finally let go we both were panting. �Wipe my cum off your face and lick it off your hands,� Master said. I made a show of eating it hungrily as if I couldn�t get enough. I could sense the eyes of Master�s friends taking in every move I made. �Look at him,� Master said breathlessly as I ate his issue. �He�s hard as a rock and cum is running out like thick water. �He cums just from sucking dick. You don�t even have to touch him.� The others made various remarks. I took no notice. Just as I finished the last of Master�s gift, Neville rose from the couch and presented his thick cock to me. �Now suck me, Slave,� he said. �I want your chin against my balls.� Still breathing heavily from eating my master, I quickly swallowed his seven-inches as far as his body would allow. His head was just starting to bulge my throat and I kept it there for a minute while I pushed my tongue out to lick his balls as much as I could. I swallowed and hummed against his black sex. He began throbbing almost immediately. I grabbed his round ass cheeks and pulled him as close and as deep as possible. He wanted my chin on his balls and he got it. I just kept working his cock in my mouth and throat for a minute or so until he began a series of high-pitched grunts and exploded down my throat. Somehow, his cum reminded me of garlic. It wasn�t bad or as bitter as most other cum. Actually, I kind of liked it � more than usual. Biased or not, I still thought mine was better. I pulled him back to rest just his head on my tongue with my mouth open and jacked his shaft to milk his cum in visible bursts until it was just a thin ooze. Somewhere in the middle of bursts of cum in my mouth I felt my own throb and my abs tighten. I was cumming at least as violently as Neville without any manipulation. I heard Master point it out and the others marvel at the sight as I closed down on Neville and sucked him until his black balls were empty. He started to pull back. But, I grabbed the base of his cock and held him close. I wanted to keep him inside as long as possible. �Damn!� he said. �Nobody�s ever wanted me like this.� �Slave likes to feel you go soft in his mouth,� Master explained. Niles was next and I wasted no time pulling one of his loose hanging balls into my mouth while I stroked his black cock. �Wait,� Master stopped me. �Slave, show my friends how much you love cum. Clean yours off your dick.� Without hesitation I wrapped two fingers around my hard cock and squeegeed off every drop of goo and licked my hand until it was clean. �Damn,� somebody said in quiet disbelief. �Now, get back to Niles,� Master commanded. My hands and mouth immediately returned to their previous positions. I licked a wet trail up his shaft before wrapping my lips around his flared head and shoving my tongue into his hole. I opened my mouth and slid his black stick in and out. I buried my nose in his short pubic hair and gave his balls the same lick I�d given his �brother.� He had his hands wrapped around the back of my head. I had the feeling he wanted to fuck my face like he�d seen on some cheap porn tape. But, I didn�t give him the chance. I fucked him at least as hard as he ever could have drilled me. Niles also had a pretty short fuse. He came within a couple minutes and I pulled him out after the first blast. I jacked his meat hard and fast, spraying his pulsing goo over my face to the delight of everyone in the room. His was thicker than Neville�s, bitter and seemingly never-ending. He just kept pumping jizz onto my face. When I felt a thick wad beginning to slowly run down my cheek I pushed him back in my mouth and caught the huge drop with my hand. When I pulled his now clean cock out of my mouth I replaced it with my cummy hand. I caught myself moaning a little as I wiped my face and licked him off my fingers. When I opened my eyes I realized all four men were staring at me with wide eyes. Suddenly it occurred to me that I had one cock left to suck. I couldn�t help but stare at Master Jamal�s long cock as he sat on the couch. It was an amazing piece of meat. I�d never seen a real dick so long or tasted one so sweet. I had fantasized and wondered about throating a real cock the size of my dildos. I had no idea how it would feel to have a real cock throb and pulse all the way down into my chest cavity. �That�s right, Slave,� African Master said. �Go to the spare bedroom and assume the position.� When I spread out across the bed I noticed eye hooks in the ceiling. Master had followed me closely and immediately grabbed my ankles and attached chains hanging from the ceiling to my ankle cuffs. These chains spread my legs and ass wide. He pushed against my ass to force my head to hang off the other side of the bed. He walked around the bed to my head and directed Master Jamal to stand over me. Master grabbed my hands and pulled them out above my head on either side of Master Jamal�s legs. A short chain attached to my wrist cuffs locked my arms around his well-hung friend�s thighs. A minute later, Master Jamal plopped his long cock over my face and neck. I slid my hands up his brown legs to his high round ass. �Is this what you want, Slave?� Master asked. �Yes, Master,� I said. �Your slave craves Master Jamal�s cock more than any other. Please fuck my mouth, Master Jamal! Your slave waits!� He slowly fed his sweet chocolate into my open mouth. He kept going without hesitation or changing his pace. It was one long, slow insertion of never-ending cock. �Damn!� he exclaimed when he saw the bulge he created in my throat. He pulled back and pushed in a few times in a test fuck to be sure he was the cause of my deforming neck. Apparently, he�d never experienced a true deep-throat. He wasn�t waiting for me to help or work on him. He forced his long meat roll down my throat. Every few seconds there was another exclamation from him. He hadn�t been able to see this in the living room. I doubted he�d ever seen anyone do this to him. I began swallowing and licking and sucking. When he was too distracted by his bulge, I took over and pulled his ass closer and his cock deeper. By the time Master Jamal was approaching my chest, African Master had climbed over and between my forcibly spread legs. I felt his curved black cock rubbing over my own hard cock and swelling balls. �Tell me what you want, Slave,� he said. �Your slave�s ass is empty, Master,� I breathed. �Please fill your slave with your big black cock. Your slave needs Master�s cum! Please, Master!� A second later, I gasped and contracted as that curved cock pushed hard against my asshole. I was right about Master�s cock in this position. Its curve enhanced my pleasure as it slid perfectly into place. I didn�t even really need to have my legs high in the air. Master�s cock was made for fucking ass this way. I had to concentrate. But, I simultaneously began doing kegels to contract my sphincter on Master�s black meat, and started swallowing and humming against Master Jamal�s cock. �Holy shit!� �Oh! My god!� Master couldn�t help himself. He leaned down over me, nearly laying on me. I could feel his belly pressing my cock into my own stomach. He pushed his entire length into my contracting ass and began a series of hard, deep thrusts that rocked me across the bed into my cock feeder�s legs. Master grunted loudly as his cock massaged my interior. I kept squeezing him just as I swallowed against his friend�s cock. I pulled Master Jamal in as far as I could. His sparse pubic hair was against my chin. I felt his hand slide down my throat, feeling his own cock inside me. �God! I can feel myself touching it through his neck!� I grabbed his black ass tightly and pulled him out as far as my arms could push him back and then pulled him all the way back in, starting a very long-stroking face fuck. When I pushed him back the head of his cock was in my mouth on my undulating tongue. At his deepest he bottomed out at about three inches below where my collar bones meet. Master had sped up his pounding on the other end to a frantic pace. He was fucking me as hard and fast as I was sure his body could. I could feel his hot breath on my chest and his sweat drip and run down to my own cock as it was being massaged by his round belly. Suddenly, he stopped and caught his breath in a silent gasp. I squeezed as hard as I could and moaned loudly. I felt a hot explosion inside as Master screamed again just like he did earlier. He was breathing so heavily I became a little concerned. I could feel his thighs and arms trembling to the point of shaking the bed. I kept massaging his throbbing cock with my sphincter as he pumped hot cum into me. I kept forcing Master Jamal to pump his cock into my chest. His breathing also increased. I felt a few drops of sweat hit my chin and run down my throat. I began feeling an occasional throb down the length of his cock. Master�s intense orgasm had subsided and his breathing no longer scared me. He made to pull out. �Mhmm!� I tried to moan emphatically. I tried to squeeze my thighs together around Master�s hips. I began pulling Master Jamal back and out of my chest. �What�s wrong, Slave?� Master asked. Master Jamal had pulled the last of his cock out of me. �Please, Master,� I panted, my face covered in saliva. �Please, don�t leave me. Don�t pull out. Please, let your slave hold you inside as long as possible.� �Of course,� he said. �Didn�t I tell you? He�s an animal.� �I think he�s got a thing for black cock,� Master Jamal panted. �Yes, Master Jamal,� I breathed. �Please, fill me again. Please, give me every inch of your cock!� In a second his head was pushing into my throat again. I made sure to swallow and swirl my tongue over every inch as it passed through. He twitched violently a few times. I returned to guiding him in and out with my fingers tightly clenched in the crack of his ass. I sped up when I started feeling his cock throb. It was an amazing feeling with the throb starting at the base against my lips and running quickly through my mouth, down my throat and into my chest as it traveled the length of his sweet cock. I could feel his balls twitching and contracting through the tip of my nose nestled against them. My chin felt his abs contracting more and more violently. His legs were trembling against my arms and his ass cheeks clenched like a vise on my fingers. In a few seconds the pulses were coming so fast it was like his entire lower body was having a seizure. In the next second I felt a sudden hot explosion in my chest. Master Jamal let out a long loud grunt as he filled me. I continued pistoning him in and out of me. I couldn�t keep in a long, loud moan. As his spasms slowed, so did my pumping. We both were breathing heavily. Master finally had controlled his breathing, though I could still feel his trembling legs and arms as he held most of his weight off me. His cum was oozing out of my ass and I could feel his shrinking cock was about to be expelled. He jumped and caught his breath when it was squeezed out. I pushed on Master Jamal�s hips and he began pulling himself out of my chest. I stopped him when his head was finally in my mouth. I licked and sucked on his chocolate head, eager for the last few drops of his cum. It wasn�t as sweet as his dick skin. But, it was better tasting than Master�s bitter sperm. He jumped and twitched until he had to bend down to hold himself up off the bed. �Stop!� he panted. �Stop, Slave! I can�t take any more! What are you doing?� �Your slave aches for big, black cock and thick cum,� I said as he backed away. Master finally pushed himself off me, as well. Again, I had left a huge mess of cum on Master�s and my stomachs. �Good God!� Master Jamal said, trying to catch his breath. His long meat hanging limp and wet between his thighs. While its size changed very little, just then it appeared smaller, thinner, and wasted. �That was amazing! �What�s all that? Did he cum again? Damn!� �He does that every time,� Master said. �Imagine how he�d be if he wasn�t tied down.� �He�d be eating us alive. I don�t know how anybody could handle that.� Master Jamal turned and released the chains holding my wrists behind him. Master released my ankles. Just then I realized the twins had been at the foot of the bed watching the whole show. A quick glance showed me their black and red cocks were rock hard. Without even thinking, I reached down and began wiping off my cum with my hand and licking it off. Master Jamal joined Master on the other side of the bed. They both looked down at me still laid out across the bed. �Eating his own cum again, too,� Master Jamal said. �This boy�s amazing!� �You don�t know the half of it,� Master said. �His real master, Blaise, said he hasn�t been in the life that long. How long have you been out, Slave?� �This slave has been with Master Blaise for nearly a year and a half,� I answered. �And, if I may, Master, you and Master Jamal also are my real masters.� �Thank you, Slave,� he said. �But, how long have you been gay, not a slave?� �Master Blaise was this slave�s sire even before I became his slave,� I said. �He was Slave�s first man and first cock, the first man to have this cock and the first cock this slave had.� �You�ve only been sucking dicks for a year and a half?� Master Jamal sounded shocked. �Yes, Master,� I said. �My first dick, my first blowjob, my first anal has all been in the last eighteen months.� �And, tell Jamal how long you�ve been a slave?� Master asked. �Just less than two months, Master,� I said. �He made up most of these rules and mannerisms himself on the fly when I went up to spend the weekend with Blaise.� �Goddamn!� �He was born to it,� Master said. Master leaned over me and began licking my shrinking cock. I twitched a little when his tongue slid over my head. When he had licked over my dick he moved on to my stomach and chest. He lapped up cum I had missed. �His cum�s pretty good, too,� he said getting up. �Have I forgotten anything, Slave?� Master asked, releasing me from my restraints. I quickly rolled off the bed to land on my knees with my head bowed. �Master�s friends might enjoy your slave over a table or chair,� I suggested still breathing heavily. �Not all of my masters� friends have enjoyed your slaves ass.� �That�s a good idea,� he said. �Stay here and rest for a few minutes.� All four left me in the bedroom. Next I heard Master�s shower. Then, some talk and movement. �Come to the living room,� Master commanded when he reappeared. His dining table had been moved to the center of the living room. The other three men were standing, waiting. �You know what to do, Slave.� I draped myself face-down over the table, my arms hanging over one side. Master squatted to attach chains between my wrist and ankle cuffs. Apparently he had run the chain around the legs of the table. My legs were spread wide, stretching my ass cheeks and exposing my oozing hole. I felt Master�s cum begin to drain slowly. I immediately felt cold pressure against my sphincter. I didn�t know who was first. But they were far from gentle. They pushed in hard and fast past the flare of their cock head. It had to be one of the twins, but I had no idea which one. I gasped. He squealed slightly. I wanted to moan and give him some very detailed and dirty instructions. But, I had to keep quiet. I was glad, though, they had used lube. Once he was in he stopped moving for a second, possibly adjusting to the constriction. An ass, no matter how recently used, was much tighter than a willing mouth. After another few seconds of slow penetration my lover began pulling back. I felt my sphincter begin to stretch again as he almost pulled his head completely out before slowly pushing back in. He held my hips tight with each hand. He continued this for a minute before I pushed back against him a little and began squeezing his cock. �Shit!� he said. �He�s pushing back?� another one asked. �Damn, White Boy! You want more?� I pushed back a bit more to answer the question. Now, I could tell Neville had won the coin toss for dibs on my ass. As slow and careful as he was, it felt almost as if that was the first time Neville had been a top. The speed with which he started to cum also was a dead giveaway. Even in my worn and full ass, I could feel his cock begin to throb as he sped up his thrusts. �Oh! God!� he started chanting between loud, hissing breaths. From my perspective, he seemed to be barely moving or accomplishing anything. I remembered just how intense the feeling was my first time. I continued pushing against him, acting like he was the most amazing cock I�d ever fucked. Being a slave included a lot of acting. That�s not to say he wasn�t fun or pleasurable. It was especially nice to have a limited, but enthusiastic encounter after everything that had been in my ass over the last two days, plastic and human. Within a minute or so I felt his cock twitching and legs trembling. Finally, he thrust in deep and hard and released one long, loud grunt. I might have felt his cum. But, I can�t be sure. Of course, I acted as though I could barely contain myself. My breathing was heavy and I let out quiet whimpers and moans as if I was barely holding them back. I made sure Neville felt like he had rocked my world. When he finally pulled out, I was glad he was done. Niles, however, didn�t wait for me to catch my breath from his partner�s use of my body. He pushed in faster and harder than Niles did even when he came. But the stretching I�d endured � and the amount of cum draining and covering my pink hole made his aggression exciting and arousing. He was the complete opposite of his brother. And, it was wonderful! It was one of those forceful, passionate fucks that had me breathless and throbbing and aching for him to push back in every time he pulled out. He pushed in as far as he could with every thrust. I felt his hips, pubic hair, and balls bang against me every time. I immediately pushed back and squeezed and massaged his cock with my ass muscles. This time my stifled moans and gasps were completely authentic. His seven-inch cock was fun and filling. Niles didn�t just grab my hips. He bent down enough to grab my shoulders to pull himself as far inside me as he could possibly go. I wished I could spread my legs farther or push back against him more. Still, Niles couldn�t last any longer than his brother. Within a couple minutes he sped up even more than I thought he could. I felt him twitch just like Neville and his trembling was evident even in his brown hands clenched over my white shoulders. When he finally exploded he buried his meat deep inside, his hips and pubic hair tight against me. I felt every pulse of cum he pumped into me while he was frozen in place. Finally, he went limp over me, panting loudly, sweat dripping on to my back. He was nice enough to wait until his cock went limp so my sphincter could push it out when it was good and ready. I felt him jump when his spent head choked through my gooey hole. A minute later, Master unchained me. �Go clean yourself out, Slave,� he said. �I don�t want you dripping cum all over.� While in the bathroom, I heard the other shower running. A few minutes later I dropped at Master�s feet. The twins followed me seconds later. Master was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. Master Jamal was mostly dressed. The twins seemed disappointed that the games seemed to be at an end. They left after getting dressed. By then, it was nearly 6 p.m. Master reached down and released my collar. �I just ordered a pizza for the three of us,� he said. �You�ve proved yourself a worthy slave today, A. �You can take the rest of the night off. We can just have a nice evening together.� �Thanks, Bill,� I said. �Are you sure I should eat pizza? Will you be wanting to - .� �Not after what we put you through today,� he cut me off. �Your ass is completely off limits. �But, I�m not making any promises about your mouth.� �I wouldn�t hold you to them if you did,� I said, still on the floor. Bill handed me cash when the pizza arrived. He wanted to see the porn cliche play out in real life. I answered the door in nothing but my slave leathers. As luck would have it, the delivery person was a young girl. Her eyes nearly exploded from her face as she eyed me up and down. I was as polite and cordial as I would have been fully clothed. I handed her the cash, told her her tip was included and thanked her. She was almost completely speechless. Bill and Jamal couldn�t contain themselves. I had taken the pizza to the kitchen, placed two slices each on plates and brought them out to the living room before they stopped laughing. Between my shows and slavery at Bill�s, I had become quite comfortable in my own skin. Being naked in front of strangers was practically a fundamental part of my personality. I simply didn�t care who saw me naked anymore. Bill even told me I could get dressed if I wanted. But, I remained as I�d been most of the day. In fact, I took off the leather cuffs, but left the cock ring in place. I liked the sensation and the way it made me look. That�s how I remained while we ate, watched TV, talked and drank the night away, even after Bill and Jamal got dressed. Eventually, Bill decided to take another shower around 10 p.m. I gave him a minute to get undressed before following him to the bathroom. Jamal remained in the living room. I walked in and dropped to the floor beside the tub just as he stepped under the water. �Y�know, you don�t have to do anything,� he said. �You have no obligation to pleasure me, or do anything. I�m not your master now.� �I know,� I said. �I told you yesterday, sometimes I suck cock on my own time.� He smiled and settled a big hand on my head as I leaned in and grabbed his growing cock. I licked his shaft from base to frenulum before sliding his head between my lips stretched tight over my teeth. Bill loudly pulled air between his teeth as he arched his back. His round belly pushed forward. I continued down his shaft. A couple inches in and his head hit the roof of my mouth. I squatted again so I could lift my head over Master�s unique meat. From above, I could better descend on it to get more of it in my mouth just as I�d done in the living room. I found myself bouncing up and down at more of an angle than normal. But, I had his entire cock between my lips, half of it down my throat, my nose buried in his black wiry pubic hair. I worked my tongue overtime and sucked as hard as I could. I pulled back and spent time exploring his head with my tongue. I massaged my pouting lips with the underside of his red head and slid him over my face. I ended up under his balls licking and nibbling them, and eventually sucked one into my mouth and did my best to give him a hickey while I stroked his cock. I licked my way back up to his sienna head and devoured him whole again. I bobbed my head faster and faster, sucking him as hard as I could. I grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him against me as I hungrily worked his cock. I hugged his wet thighs against my chest as I felt him pulsing against my tongue. �Can I give you another facial?� Bill asked, breathless. I pulled his cock out and jacked him hard and fast. �That�s the one thing I missed today,� I said, stroking him faster and faster. �I didn�t get all of you to cum on my face at the same time.� Just then hot loads of his thick cum sprayed my face. He coated my cheeks and eyes. I let loose a moan of pleasure. I was finding that I liked having my lovers� hot cum on my face. Bill was nearly doubled over, breathing heavily and grunting with every breath. He rubbed his huge wet hands down my back and grabbed my ass cheeks. He pulled me in closer as his curved, throbbing cock slid over my face spreading his semen all over me. When the hardest pulses and thickest wads subsided, he stood up straight, panting. But, I continued to hold him tight and milked his black meat for all its juice. My sucking and licking made him jump and gasp. He rested a hand on my head as his breathing settled and his cock shrank on my cheek. He pushed my head away and turned my face up to his. �You�re the best I think I�ve ever had,� he said. �Do you really enjoy it as much as you seem to?� �What do you think?� I asked as I began wiping his semen off my face. �I know you want to watch me eat it.� �God! Yeah,� he said. He watched wide-eyed as I licked his sperm off my fingers. I still was breathing heavily and I�m sure I looked like a starving man given food for the first time in weeks as I sucked his cum off my fingers. I stood up, handed Bill a towel and grabbed one for myself. Before I could wipe it off, he noticed a puddle of my own cum on my thighs and more draining from my shrinking cock. �That�s more than just a little precum,� he said. �Did you cum again just from sucking me off?� �Of course.� �I�ll never get used to that,� he said as he knelt down. �I want to taste it again.� �Where do you want me?� In a minute I was on his bed and he was beside me still naked. In what seemed just a few seconds Bill had licked over my thighs and limp cock to clean all my cum. �Good to the last drop,� he said as his eyes crawled slowly up and down my sprawled body. We spent another hour or so in the living room with Jamal watching TV. Bill had put on shorts and a t-shirt. I remained naked except for the cock rings I now had around my right wrist. My host and his friend spent the night together in his bed while I slept in the spare bedroom. Finish this adventure with Part Three.