Chocolate Vanilla Bang

It was 1973, a hot summer day in '73 at that, and I was just getting off from my part-time summer job. On my way home I would pass a K-Mart that almost always had some kind of action going. I'd been having sex with guys for a couple of years already, and at the time of this incident, I was a sophomore in college. I had an average build, standing at 5'7", a little afro, yea, I'm black, a cute face and "bed-room" eyes as they say.

Where we lived there wasn't too much racial problems, people worked together and lived side-by-side with people of different races in our working class community. There was even some intermarriage but not a lot. I worked a short distance from our part of town. I could take the bus or even bike, which I did sometimes. I worked with a landscaping company, it's good work and good pay, plus it's not flipping burgers.

There were a few really buff guys who worked for the same outfit. They were married or had girlfriends. I'd hear them talking about their girls, what they did sexually with them and so forth. It was kind of a turn on to sort of have sex with these guys through their stories. I never joined in those talks, but I liked to listen. I'd imagine me doing things that they said their girls did, and sometimes I imagined turning around and doing the same things to them. That was just a curiosity thing though cause I was pretty much a pussy-boy. I can say that now, but at the time I was jealous of being thought of as macho. I thought that you couldn't love getting screwed up the ass if you were a real man. At least you shouldn't let others know. I had a lot to learn!

On this particular day, I thought of stopping by this K-Mart to get a "Slurpy" and check out the t-room. This was in the days of building huge johns for the masses, not these little dainty ones built these days. There was ceramic tile everywhere except for the stall walls.

I remember one day, before I started having sex, going in there and watching an older guy jack off in the urinal. I was mesmerized by how he handled his cock, how tasty it looked and how I wondered what the white stuff tasted like. It looked so awesome, his hand going up and down the rigid shaft and the big mushroom head swelling larger then spouting. I dreamt about that for the longest. I wanted to touch that guy, tell him how nice it was to see him pleasure himself like that, to see a brawny man like him in ecstasy. I dreamt of standing beside him and helping him pump his cock with one hand while the other arm was around his waist. I'd lean down and lick his giant cock-head and stick my tongue in the piss hole. That got me off every time. Soon I learned how much more sex there was to enjoy with another guy.

I'd already sucked cock, and been fucked up the ass a few times. It get's my cock hard just thinking about it. I'm still the 'straight acting' sort if you mean I don't act like a queen. I'm a man, but even back then I couldn't resist backing up on another dude - it was so natural and after the first try, my ass craved it.

I'd go to the johns but no one fucked, they only sucked cock under partitions. They did more of what I liked in parks. I was too young to go to bars or baths. And I don't like to beat around the bush as far as playing games. I want it, you want it, let's get down. At this K-Mart and on this day in '73 I'd be surprised though and in more ways than one.

Inside, I navigated to the back where the johns were. I liked that cause it made the anticipation that much higher. My cock would be getting hard and my heart would really begin to race when I stepped inside the store and knew that hard cocks and tasty cum were to be had just a short walk to my destination. I didn't care if guys were gay, or whatever - just that they had nice horny dicks that liked to get off with a guy.

I pushed open the first door that led to a short hallway. There was a water-fountain on one side, and the men and women's johns were on either side of it. The one for women was first, so there was still more time for guys to hear someone headed their way and they could disengage and look as if nothing was happening.

When I entered I got this sneaky idea to stop and get a drink from the water fountain. I hoped that the guys who'd straightened up would think that everything was okay and start doing their thing. Once you opened the door to the actual john, there was just a swinging partition (like at the entrance of old western saloons). If you were on your knees, there was little time to get 'fixed'. After a bit, I tiptoed to the men's door and listened. I thought I heard a whisper and pushed open the door. "Shit," I heard someone say as I quickly looked over the partition without even entering.

I couldn't believe my eyes! In the far end of the room out in front of the shit-booths was Jack, one of the beefy white guys from work. What's more is that he was on his knees and it wasn't to suck cock either. The fucker's white ass was flush to the crotch of an older black guy who looked like he was a construction worker. My co-worker saw me and froze with an expression of panic and pain on his face as he was surprised to be caught and in pain from the guy fucking him trying to disconnect so quickly. It was impossible to pull that 10" fleshy cylinder out of that hole in time for me to not see. "Hey, please don't stop, I'm cool!" I hurried to whisper. "Please, don't stop." I said almost pleadingly. "I swear I won't tell anyone. I fucking swear it."

They didn't move. "Come on, stick it back in him" I said to the black guy with the big dong." I didn't know who he was but hoped I'd run into him again, or more aptly put, "back-in" to him some other time. His would be the biggest cock I'd have taken up to that point.

When they realized that I was cool, Jack told me to come and kneel just as he was but in front of him. I got my shorts down past my butt and got into position. He bent over and started licking and kissing my brown butt.

"Yea baby, that's some good black ass there." He said between sniffing and tonguing.

"Ah fucking hell!" he panted. "Use me god-damn-you!"

He lay his face on my butt cheeks and just took what must have been 10" full-thrusts of the other guy's penis in his hot hole. He arched his back and offered the guy even more hole.

Soon he had a finger from either hand holding my own butt-hole open and was licking the entrance then the lining of my rectum and he started going deep! Damn, I wanted to stay there for the rest of the day and get screwed into oblivion.

"Ah, ah, oh yea baby, eat my pussy." He'd pulled his mouth away from my hole long enough to encourage the guy behind him.

"Pussy?" I thought to myself. This guy loved it and he was the he-man type.

"Yea, open that sweet white snatch hole, buddy." it was the voice of the black guy. "Mmm, damn that nooky tastes good all that anal juice stirred up in there."

"Ah, oh fuck." That was my voice as Jack put two more finger in my butt-hole. He was really stretching me open. In went his tongue again, really deep and really wild as it slithered along the walls of my rectum. He grunted like a big old hog at a trough. It felt like he was curling his tongue up inside and really getting at stuff. I bore down on my bowls and that just drove him wilder. He began to pull his tongue all the way out and jam it back inside as deep as he could. He was truly fucking with his tongue.

I looked over my shoulder in time to see the black guy raise up from his ass-eating. He got up in a standing position behind Jack's upturned rump and lowered his giant dong back into Jack's ass. The whole movement was almost like it was slow motion. Jack arched his back so his stomach was protruding to the floor, making his butt-hole look like it was reaching for the sky.

"Screw my cunt, baby. Augh shit, breed me you black bastard." I could hardly believe that this was the same macho-talking Jack from work. The guy would smile when his thick cylinder would glide over a super sensitive area of Jack's rectum, cause Jack would wriggle his ass from side to side, like he was trying to more cock.

The guy kept it up for a bit, like he was doing squats, but really fucking Jack's ass off. He pulled his naked cock completely out and it was covered with juice, Jack's ass juice. Jack farted out some air that had gotten packed inside his guts.

"Oh, that's it he-bitch." The black guy said. "Daddies coming in."

And with that he aimed his log at Jack's cunt and ruthlessly rammed every bit of those 10 inches of prick deep into Jack's orifice. Jack was not expecting that and his body jolted in shock, but soon he was in the arched-back position, his butt-cheeks spread wide and his eager anus aimed at taking whatever it could.

"Ride my buddy, man" I cheered to the black guy. "I want my buddy's white snatch gaping open for you." It was a totally mind-blowing experience to see a butch guy like Jack, getting thoroughly plowed in his manhole and unabashedly loving it. Yea, Jack was a he-man, but he was a lot more too.

"Oh fuck, you're about to get spermed, dude!" the black guy warned.

Jack just stayed there making himself available, his back still arched, his butt-hole still vulnerable. I could imagine what his guts must have been doing to that poor black dude in the saddle. He must have felt like his cock was going to get sucked clean off his body and become lost deep in Jack's intestines. That would be funny, Jack walking around in public with another man's cock inside his body. No, that would be gross. But Jack was going to get something else, and so was the other guy.

"Baby, here it comes," the black guy announced. "Ah yea! Hot lava to feed your greedy man-guts. Swallow it! I want you pissing sperm out your butt, man! I want you pregnant you masculine whore. Pregnant with a black man's seed." He panted his way to the finish line. Jack had totally used him, completely outlasted his ass-splitting dong - his back still arched and his hole still obscenely open and willing. The guy's cum was sort of pooling deep inside the throat of Jack's rectum. As Jack's hole spasmed, the sperm inside slowly disappeared deep into his body.

Jack had a bit of wind taken out of him as it took him a bit of time to recoup after the guy pulled out, Jack straitened up on his knees and turned to the guy who'd just given him that royal plunging. "Thanks dude, you can do that any fucking time. I hope I see you again."

He then turned to me and said, "I think I deserve a black man's snatch by now, don't you think?" I didn't say anything but wriggled my ass back at him.

We still hadn't heard anyone trying to enter the restroom area so he just got up in position and aimed his thick log at my hole covered with his saliva and my ass juice. "Yea, baby. Get that he-man ass up in the air. On your knees in a public john getting the hell screwed out of you by a white man." Jack later told me that he loved the contrast of his fat, white, ass-feeder gliding into me where it counts - my tight black butt. I know I grooved on him a good while, ramming my but back in to his fuck, and him yanking me onto his crotch to be thoroughly gorged in my guts.

He held me by my waist, by my shoulders, around my neck and with his white hands cupping my chocolate pecks. "Shit you fucking bastard! Rape my black ass! Black boy was made to be white boy's anal whore. I want you white dong to own my black pussy. Yea, I got cunt for you, you god damn man-breeder!" And all the while my toilet-mouth was running he pleasured his 10" white log deep in my brown, swallowing rectum. He packed me full of air and I too farted like he did earlier, he just kept on drilling in my masculine anal well. He finally began spewing cum inside of me right I began cum. I was his black he-bitch and he was my masculine white whore from then on out till I left for school again.

written by manlover

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