I was exhausted from the hours of BDSM in a hotel room, completely restrained. I had agreed to this with David, the god-like black man who had used me anonymously a few weeks ago when I posted “Hotel Door Open.” That fantasy fulfilled, he and I had agree to explore another of my fantasies: bondage/BDSM. Without my consent he invited Brian, the hunky bartender from the hotel bar with whom I had flirted extensively on previous hotel stays, but nothing beyond that. They were both decked out in the sexiest leather gear imaginable, but I saw little as I was blindfolded for nearly the entire evening. The hours of bondage left me spent, but wanting more. Be careful what you wish for.
Without warning, a third man quietly entered the room through the still unlocked door. Like David, he was black, muscular, and confident as hell. As he got closer, he seemed vaguely familiar.
Brian looked back and forth between David and our new visitor wondering what was going on. It became clear that David had invited him without Brian’s knowledge, but Brian seemed to know who he was. When the new guy got all the way into the room he could clearly see Brian and David nearly nude in their leather gear, and me, restrained on my knees on the bed. He and I locked eyes and it hit me…
‘It’s Leon!’ I thought to myself. The insanely sexy, African American hotel concierge from downstairs that I’ve fantasized about as well. I’d never overtly flirted with him like I had with Brian, as it didn’t occur to me he might be gay. But I knew he was sexy as hell.
Without hesitation, he seductively removed his clothes, never once losing eye contact with me. Like David, he was black, early 50s, a bit shorter, and nothing but pure muscle. Another Black Daddy, just like his friend David. His massive cock was hardening quickly as he walked up to the end of the bed where I was kneeling and restrained, reached out to grab my own tied-up, throbbing cock and balls, looked at David and said, “This white boy will do nicely…”
“But first”, he ordered as he looked at Brian, “On you knees boy. You know what to do.”
To my immense surprise, Brian dropped to his knees and virtually inhaled Leon’s cock. Clearly, Brian had done this before and was happy to comply. But he had done a complete 180. All evening he had been the “bondage king”. In a matter of minutes he became Leon’s bitch. And there was no question Brian was no stranger to Leon’s cock; he knew exactly how to please the man. While Brian was feasting, Leon turned to me, “Here’s what’s going down, Steve….that’s your name, Steve, right?”
“Yes,” I gulped, completely in shock.
“Yes, SIR”, Leon replied firmly.
WTF I thought to myself, but I relented not wanting to cause trouble, “Yes, SIR”.
Then he began, “That’s better Steve. You see, I’m the CEO of this hotel. You may have seen me at the Concierge station occasionally, but that’s just me filling in when needed.” He looked down to Brian who was still sucking and added, “Keep going boy.” And then nodding to David he added, “David and I have been friends for years. David, as you know is a distinguished judge, and I’m the CEO of this hotel. Two powerful black men who get what they want. And tonight, you’re on the menu. So far, so good?” he asked, looking directly at me.
I was still on my knees, still restrained, with David massaging the inside of my prostate with the chrome ball. I didn’t know what the hell was happening. All I could do was reply…”Yes” and I quickly added “Sir."
“Good. Brian is one of my favorite boys here at the hotel. But he wasn’t expecting me tonight, were you boy?” looking down to Brian who was still sucking.
With his mouth full of Leon’s cock, Brian shook his head and responded with a garbled, “No, sir”.
“That’s right”, looking at me again and continued, “You’ve had your bondage fun for tonight, Brian made sure of that, but the plan has changed. You’re getting BBC for the rest of the night. Steve, do you know what BBC stands for?”
I did, but only from watching porn. And I had to admit to myself, that was also on my bucket list of fantasies to fulfill, but it was so intimidating I had never seriously considered it for myself.
“Yes, sir”, I replied without conveying emotion, positive or negative.
“So, here’s the new plan Steve. You got a taste of black cock a few weeks ago when you left the hotel door open for David, but tonight’s the real deal,” he said as he pushed Brian away and stroked his massive cock suggestively. “Tonight, you’re going to experience dick like you never have before. For starters, David is going to fuck you long and hard while you watch me fuck Brian”, and he pointed to a couch right in my line of sight.
My head was spinning. What the hell was going on? I had just finished hours of BDSM (no complaining BTW) and now the night was taking a sharp left turn. Sensing my confusion, David, who was still behind me working the toy in my hole, tightened his arm around my torso and stated loud enough for Leon to hear, “Steve, this was my idea. When I fucked you a few weeks ago, I could tell how turned on you were, and I guessed you’d never experienced black cock. I’m right, aren’t I?”, he asked.
With a deep, knowing sigh, I responded, “Yes…sir.”
“Exactly. That’s why I planned tonight the way I did. You’d mentioned bondage, so I gave you that, but what I knew you really needed was superior black men like Leon and me to teach you your place. Am I correct?”
Again, he had my number and all I could do was acknowledge his truth. “Yes…sir”, I sighed again.
“Good, now that that’s established, let’s show these boys what we’re talking about”, he stated to Leon.
Leon walked Brian over to the couch and ordered him to lay on his back. Meanwhile, David pulled me closer and whispered, “Don’t worry Steve, nothing bad will happen to you. You have my word that tonight will change your life…for the better. But first we need to get this toy out of your hole so you can take the real thing…my cock.”
And with that David vigorously pushed and pulled the chrome orb to achieve the momentum it needed for me to comfortably push it out. Going out was about as painful as going in, but somehow it was easier. But once it was gone I felt empty. I was still beyond horny, but that heavy chrome ball was no longer resting on my prostate. I wanted David’s cock up there more than I could say.
By this time, Brian was on his back, legs spread, waiting for Leon. It was clear they had done this before, probably many times. “My white bitch boy knows how I like him”, Leon said to no one in particular. “Legs spread, waiting for his black daddy to take him”. Leon was totally into this scene, and it was, frankly, hotter than hell. Things had moved so fast since he arrived earlier I didn’t realize until now what a massively built black man he was. He had shoulders like boulders, pecs like mountains, an incredibly muscled ass, and his black skin glistened like he was lit up from the inside. But that cock…I’d never seen anything like it. At least 10” and it seemed as thick as it was long. I couldn’t imagine that going up anyone’s hole, least of all mine.
And he was well aware of his prowess. He was a living, human sex machine. And he wielded that power like a sword.
Knowing how much he was turning me on he put on a show for me, partly to continue to get me aroused, and partly to foreshadow what he had in store for me. He leaned over Brian on the couch and aggressively pushed his legs apart to further expose his hole. “I’m going to wreck you, bitch boy”, he announced.
“Fuck yeah, daddy, take my hole. You own it,” Brian pleaded.
What the hell was happening? I had come to this hotel room tonight to realize my bondage fantasy, and now I’m being held captive by two aggressively virile black studs. I’m witnessing the black bull in front of me abuse the sexy bartender in a leather harness, begging to be fucked. And at the same time I have the equally massive cock of David, my protector, sliding up and down my crack. He pulled me into him even closer as he did I felt the tip of his cock find my hole, “Ready for this cock, boy? I went easy on you last time. Tonight’s gonna be different”.
“Do I have a choice?” I asked, half in jest.
“Not really”, he replied.
And then I felt it. Thankfully he had lubed himself up, but I felt that monster telephone pole of his penetrate my hole just enough to know it had happened. It burned for a moment, and as if he could read my mind, he waited to push that beautiful instrument of man-sex into me. “Take it, boy. Take your man’s cock.”
As he pushed into me, I couldn’t take my eyes off of Leon thrusting into Brian’s spread legs. It was like stereo…witnessing Leon claim what was his, and feeling the same thing happening to me. And seeing it happen real time heightened the pleasure exponentially. I didn’t know how this happened or what was coming, but I had no choice but to surrender…to the moment, to David, and likely to Leon.
I must’ve physically surrendered as well, because once David had fully penetrated me, I let myself fall back into him and hang on his rigid cock, like a towel on a hook. He took that opportunity to tighten his embrace of me from the back and push even further into my gut. It was unlike anything I’d ever felt. With his granite cock pushing up into me further than I’d ever felt, he caressed my torso, arms, balls and cock, and even tugged lightly on the chain that still connected the nipple clamps. I had reached a new level of stimulation that was almost unable to comprehend.
And then it got even better, if that were possible. He unhooked the wrist restraints that pulled my arms out to my sides and pushed my head down on the bed so I was now doggy style, which gave him a far better angle to fuck me hard. Pulling my head back by my hair put Leon and Brian right in my line of sight, and he whispered loud enough in my ear so Leon could hear him, “That’s what it looks like when superior black men take white bitches like you and Brian. Do you think you deserve my big black cock?”
I knew instinctively, there was only one response, “No, sir”.
“You’re right, Steve, you don’t deserve it. But I’m giving it to you anyway”, he said, unsurprisingly.
And then he started pumping me like I’d never been bred before. I felt his cock further up into me than imaginable. It was momentarily painful, but I knew that would subside quickly and I’d be swept away. And I was. Before long he was thrusting into me at exactly the pace that Leon was thrusting into Brian. Every time Leon’s cock assaulted Brian’s hole, David’s cock assaulted mine. And neither Brian nor I could help ourselves from loudly groaning every time they pushed in harder. I’m sure we could be heard out in the hallway and in neighboring rooms, but I sensed that Leon knew this too and had somehow accommodated for this. How? I didn’t have a clue, but he was completely unfazed by our screams. In fact, our cries seemed to get them even hotter.
“Take this black cock, white boy,” Leon yelled.
Followed immediately by David screaming, “I’m going to fuck you to the moon and back.”
Leon: “Tighten that hole, you bitch”
David: “Never had cock like this before, have you boy?”
Leon:, “Ready for my cum bitch boy? Ready to be bred like the white slut you are?”
David: “I’m breeding your sorry ass. Here comes my black baby juice, white boy. Don’t you dare spill a drop”.
And finally Leon, once again: “Take daddy’s seed, you cunt”.
The two of them shot into Brain and me at precisely the same moment and it was apparent they had done this before. We were just the two white boys of the moment. Brian clearly had bottomed for Leon before; I could only wonder how many times before tonight. All I knew what that I’d never been bred like I was tonight.
David and Leon were both still now, each with their softening wet cocks still lodged up inside our respective holes. And although I hadn’t cum yet, I felt amazingly satisfied. I had never been the instrument of such intense, unbridled passion and I relished the feeling. I could feel David’s cock continuing to pulse inside me, and every throb gave me chills. I clenched hard desperately wanting to milk every drop out of him and into me.
Finally David began to pull out of me, as did Leon from Brian, and David quickly returned to the protective daddy of earlier. He began to tenderly remove what was left of my bondage gear….the rope binding my cock and balls (still hard btw) and the spreader between my legs. He was caring and almost romantic, despite his brutal language moments earlier as he was ready to nut inside me.
But Leon…not so much. He pulled out of Brian quickly and pulled him up off the couch. “I’m done with you, boy”, he announced. “Get your ass out of here. And don’t worry about your toys; they’ll find their way to you”, he added looking around the room now scattered with sex toys.
Brian quickly got dressed, looked around to the rest of us and responded, “Yes, sir”. And he was gone.
Now it was just Leon, David, and me. I was free of the restraints that had confined me so effectively, and David slid up the bed so that he was now sitting up against the headboard with his legs spread wide open and his long semi-hard cock resting against his leg. He motioned to me to join him and pulled me in so I rested against him, my back to his chest. He put his arms around me and stroked me affectionately allowing me to relax into him peacefully. It was blissful, especially feeling David’s cock pressed against my leg, already beginning to harden up.
Leon, in stark contrast, remained in Alpha BBC mode. Still nude, with his cock dripping from the load he had just left inside Brian, he climbed up on the bed and knelt in front of the two of us. David held me tight from behind and Leon said, “Now it’s just the three of us. David, let’s show this white boy the joy of big black cock.”
