Back to Black

Arthur strolled through the club, checking out all the men as he walked. Some of the men on the dance floor had removed their shirts, and their muscular chests were shiny with sweat, their cocks bulging under their jeans as they did slow bump and grinds with their partners. The music was loud, and Arthur was feeling horny.

As he looked around the club, his eye fell on a tall, muscular black man standing in the corner. He wasn’t dancing, but his body was moving slightly to the music, and Arthur thought he looked sexy as hell. His skin was so dark that it seemed to glow in the dim club, and Arthur could see the large bulge inside the man’s jeans. He licked his lips, wondering if what was inside the man’s pants would live up to his expectations.

Still staring at the man, Arthur leaned back against the bar and let his mind drift back to his first gay lover, Derek, who had been a black man. Arthur had been fascinated by Derek’s huge ebony shaft, so thick and veiny it looked as though it had been carved out of wood. Derek had been uncircumcised too, and Arthur felt his cock stirring as he remembered rolling Derek’s foreskin back and forth, revealing his shiny dark cockhead.

Arthur absentmindedly reached down and stroked his stiff cock through the front of his jeans, moving slightly to the music as he reminisced. Derek’s cock had been so big he had to open his mouth very wide to take him inside, but once he had a few inches of that thick rod between his lips, and his hands cupping Derek’s big black balls, it had all been worth it. Derek would hold onto Arthur’s shoulders as he fed his fat, dark stick into his mouth, pumping back and forth faster and faster until he released the huge load of cum he had been storing in his mouth.

The taste of Derek’s cum had been slightly sweet, but still salty, and Arthur could have drunk it all day. His dick throbbed involuntarily as he remembered Derek drawing his still-stiff nubian shaft from between Arthur’s lips and the way the milky white cum had looked dripping off the fat purple head. Arthur glanced down to see that his pre-cum was leaking through his tight boxer briefs, staining his jeans. The man he had been watching was now watching him as well, his hips moving suggestively. It looked as though the bulge in his jeans had gotten even bigger as his cock crawled up his stomach.

Arthur moved over to the man, and they shouted introductions over the music. The man’s name was Charlie, and he was even hotter close up than he had been from far away. His head was shaved smooth, the lights of the club glinting off his dark brown scalp. He and Arthur started dancing, pressing their hard-ons together as they moved their hips. Arthur’s eyes widened as he realized exactly how big Charlie’s dick was. Even bigger than Derek’s had been.

Less than an hour later, they were back at Charlie’s place, and Arthur was on his knees, peeling open Charlie’s pants to reveal the biggest, fattest black dick he had ever seen in his life. The swollen head was nearly purple, and shiny with pre-cum. His balls hung low, swaying back and forth in their lightly hairy sack. Arthur held Charlie’s prick in his hand, stroking his fist lightly up and down the dark shaft while he tongued Charlie’s heavy balls. Then Arthur moved back up Charlie’s stick, opening his mouth and taking it inside, inch by slow inch. Charlie groaned, placing his hands on Arthur’s shoulders the way Derek used to do. Arthur licked all around Charlie’s shaft, getting the skin nice and wet so Charlie could ease another inch between his lips. Soon he was taking nearly all of it inside his mouth, and Charlie’s balls were swaying against his chin.

Arthur moved one hand down to his own pants. He was too excited to even bother taking out his cock, so he just rubbed himself with the flat of his hand as he sucked on Charlie’s dick. Charlie’s cock throbbed, expanding slightly as he began to come. Thick ropes of cum poured out of Charlie’s cockhead, filling Arthur’s mouth almost faster than he could swallow. Arthur sucked down every drop of Charlie’s cum, and then he felt his own dick pulse against his hand, and he shot his load inside his boxers.

Even though Charlie had finished coming, Arthur didn’t want to let go of that gorgeous ebony shaft. He continued licking it, keeping it wet and shiny, as Charlie chuckled. Arthur rubbed Charlie’s huge cock all over his face, letting the warmth press against his lips. It was a good thing that he had come back to black. He had missed it.