A few days after Jace fed me three of his massive loads, one down the throat and two up the ass, his balls must have fully recharged. After all, Jace is a very sexual being who needs to fuck constantly. Now that Bryan is out of the picture, I’ve become his human cum rag, his cum dump, and I love it.
It was after lunch when Jace texted me just one word, and it wasn’t even that, just a number, “7”, the text said. I replied with just a thumbs up emoji. Translation…he wanted me at his place at 7pm.
Yes, my hole was still recovering from the brutal dick down from just two days ago, but I wasn’t gonna wimp out. No way I was gonna give Jace any reason to find another faggot.
The afternoon seemed like an eternity for me as it always was when I knew I was getting Jace’s delicious dick after the work day. I flashed back to several days ago. My mouth salivated as I imagined that mighty fuck stick gagging my throat, banging out my rear.
Finally it was five o’clock and I could run home to get ready. This time I selected a black neoprene jock with white piping. I loved the way it framed my booty and I was sure Jace would like it, too,
When I opened Jace’s front door, I was surprised to see another Black man in the living room sitting naked on his sofa. Jace was in his usual recliner, also naked. They were watching Caio Veyron dicking down some helpless twink, while stroking their throbbing hardons. The other Black man was younger, early 30’s, clean shaven, however, his body was cut, massive, huge muscled pecs, biceps, his thighs smooth and massive. His cock easily as long and thick as Jace’s, if not slightly longer. His build reminded me of Max Konnor, only younger and taller.
I timidly stripped down to my jock. I was self-conscious for some reason having someone new seeing me in full faggotry. I stared at both men, in wonderment, in awe.
“This is the faggot I told you about. Where’s your manners? Get on Mike’s dick and stop gawking! Make me proud!” I knelt at the foot of the sofa and Mike removed his hand from his dick and handed it to me like a baton. I opened wide and got his thick cut head nice and wet. I sat up higher so I could push my head all the way down the nine inch pole. I swallowed it completely.
“Holy fuck!”, Mike cried out. Both hands held my head down on his fuck stick. My eyes teared up. My mouth filled with throat juice. One of his hands now gripped my jaw and he bobbed my head up and down on him. Mike chuckled, fascinated by my oral talents.
“Fuck, he’s good! You were right no gag reflex!”
Jace laughed and said, “yeah, I trained him good. Hey faggot, go get us beers!”
I leapt from my knees and brought them each cold Buds. Jace pointed to his cock. I deep throated him next. Drool still dripping down my face and chest. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Mike stroking, chugging beer, watching me work Jace’s tool expertly.
Jace slapped me across the cheek, “Pay attention, faggot!” Next, Jace held onto the back of my head and stood up as he had done just the other night and said, “watch this, man!”
Jace proceeded to show off and skull fuck me, pushing me gradually towards the side wall, keeling my mouth over his cock, intentioned to get my back and head against it. No where to go now, pinned into place by a Big Black Cock flossing my throat.
Jace pulled out and let his friend have a go. They each used my throat one at a time back and forth, my chest was so wet from my own slime. Snot blew out of my nose. I could barely see out of my bloodshot eyes which were stinging from tears. Tears of bliss and joy, glad to be of use to these two Alpha Bulls who saw me as just a human mouth toy. I can’t express into words how glorious it felt to have those two BBC’s filling my face.
Jace planted his hands on the wall and fucked his load straight down my throat. His hips fucking at full force. I could feel his cock jumping and twitching in my throat as volleys of his cum shot inside my gullet. Once his orgasm subsided, Mike took the same position and within a couple of minutes I was swallowing his nut, too. Wow, that was a mouthful. I swallowed it all, as a good faggot does.
I ran to get them more beer as both cans were emptied. While they smoked and drank I sucked on Jace’s toes. I held his ankle in my hands and brought his foot to my mouth as I sat on the floor. They both laughed at me while I did so. I wanted Jace to be proud of me. He deserved to show off his obedient faggot to his friend. Jace said, “you should get your own faggot, dude.” His friend said, “be careful man, I might steal yours!”. “Nah, I broke him in, he’s mine. It’s easy to find a faggot, the hard part is breaking them in.”
Here they are having a deep conversation about faggots as if I’m not even there. Jace jerked his foot away and told me to “suck Mike’s dick.” I sucked Mike’s dick like my life depended on it, with full intentions to pleasure him so he’d want to leave Jace’s house with a purpose to find himself his own sex faggot.
“You got its dick locked up?”
“Yeah, makes it hungrier for my cock.”
“How long it locked up?
“Since January, but it’s been locked up for a few years on and off.”
“I could never put a cage on my dick, I’d go nuts. I gotta blow a least once a day!”, Mike said.
“Keeps this faggot good and focused.” Jace rubbed the back my head like his pet as I licked the heel of his foot. “Faggots are not like us.”
“Can I fuck it, bud?”
“Yeah you could do whatever you want to it. That’s why I have it. If you wanna fuck it, I don’t care.”
I love that I’m just “it” to both of them. The dehumanization makes my dick twitch in my cage.
Mike has me get on all 4’s on the floor. I brace myself for Mike’s BBC. He spits on his fingers and shoves them roughly inside my hole. He wiggles them around, pulled them out, spits into his palm, coats his cock and plunges in me. I yelp out loud from the intrusion.
Jace comes over and slaps my face and feed me his dick. “Faggot, keep it down! You gonna wake my neighbors!” I’m being spit roasted by two massive Black men with big massive Black dicks trying to keep quiet.
Mike slaps my ass around randomly as he deep dicks me, every time one of his hands make contact is like a jolt of electricity. I can’t predict which cheek he’ll strike or when, but he’s going at my butt hard. Jace holds my head in place as he challenges my throat’s abilities.
“Faggot’s pussy is loose!”
“Dude, I just put two loads in it two days ago. That pussy is always loose. This faggot takes fists, too, on the regular.”
Mike laughed, “fists? That’s sick! Mike continued to go wild, drilling my ass. He dug his fingernails into the skin of my hips and battered my insides until he emptied his nut. I held my ass upright and squeezed my ass muscles down tightly to milk out his load.
“Oh fuck man, I needed that.”
Mike pulled out and gave my ass another hard smack.Jace took his place. Mike presented his spent cock to my lips and I cleaned him off while Jace showed off, preening and posing, his chest heaving, knocking his heavy balls against me, asserting his dominance as my Alpha. I submitted my pussy to him, his pussy. I pushed my ass back and he’d it proudly up high to take his deep stroking cock. Mike’s load sloshed inside my cummy hole until Jace growled like a big bear and added his load into the mix, continuing to fuck inside me stirring up this most precious elixir. I spun around like a starving new born and nursed on his cock which was coated in sweet sustenance.
Jace pulled his cock out and both naked men looked down at me while I wiped my mouth and licked my fingers.
“You can go after you get us another beer, faggot.” Jace said.
I handed a cold one to each. As I quietly dressed, Jace was in the process of rolling them an after-sex joint. I opened the door and let myself out.
As I walked home I could feel my insides churning from their butter. I went home, stripped to my jock and put a medium sized butt plug up my ass. I wanted to sleep with their seed swimming inside me.
