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On Call Cocksucker GayTo be an on-call cocksucker… 24/7? If yes, text us back the following oath: I am a cocksucker for big black cock. I was born for big black cock. I crave big black cock. I am available 24/7 for every big black cock. Did I feel guilty leaving my girlfriend in my bed after fucking her to go upstairs and suck dick? Yes. Did it make me stop walking up the two flights of stairs to go and suck the cock of a stranger, or perhaps even someone I knew? No. I re-examined our brief correspondence: Eagerwhitecocksucker: Anyone looking for a white cocksucker to deposit a load in? BarrelsLoaded: I have a full load in my black barrel. Eagerwhitecocksucker: I’ve only done this once earlier today, but I’m suddenly craving more. BarrelsLoaded: Once you start there is never any stopping. That scared me, the idea I couldn’t just stop doing it, yet the reality that I was leaving my sleeping girlfriend to go suck a stranger’s dick in his room made this theory seem true. Eagerwhitecocksucker: Where can we meet? BarrelsLoaded: My dorm room. This scared me too, as somehow the bathroom seemed like a safe place, although in reality it was a very risky place for my reputation. For example, I now knew that Coach Price took it up the ass. So a dorm room suddenly seemed like a safe place. Eagerwhitecocksucker: What dorm? BarrelsLoaded: Baker’s Place My eyes went wide. That was my dorm. This seemed like the second warning from above that I wasn’t supposed to suck more cock… the third actually: 1. When I returned to the cocksucking party in the washroom across campus there was no one there. 2. My girlfriend showed up while I was setting up plans to suck more black cock. 3. Now I was encountering the risk that I knew this person. As I stood in the middle of an empty hallway, I pondered my options: 1. Go home and slip back into bed with my girlfriend… obviously this was the morally right thing to do and the safest for my reputation. 2. Look on kik for another cock to suck. 3. Go upstairs and meet BarrelsLoaded. BarrelsLoaded: Yes or no, cocksucker? I need this load released NOW! So although I had a drunk girlfriend sleeping in my bed with my cum leaking out of her pussy, I headed out of my dorm room to do what she had just done to me… suck some cock… or in my case some big black cock. Eagerwhitecocksucker: On my way. BarrelsLoaded: Good cocksucker… room 441. Hurry up. I didn’t want to get there in one minute, making it obvious I lived in the same building. Eagerwhitecocksucker: Five minutes. BarrelsLoaded: The door is unlocked just walk in, come to me, drop to your knees and suck while I play Call of Duty. The irony of how I had apparently come full circle was almost poetic. I had been playing Call of Duty when I’d gotten the text that had changed everything. Eagerwhitecocksucker: Yes, sir. I got to his floor and waited. I quickly played a game of Clash Royale, which I won in overtime… trying to not spend the four minutes allowing guilt, common sense or moral dignity to take control. I put canlı bahis şirketleri my phone in my pocket, and walked into room 441. I closed the door and paused. Was I really doing this? “Hurry up, cocksucker,” he demanded, as I heard shooting. As I walked to him, he didn’t look at me at all as he focused on the game and spoke into his headset, “Yeah, a white boy just walked in, eager to suck my dick.” I should have felt humiliated, but as I saw he was naked from the waist down and his big black cock was dangling down there tempting me, I only felt hunger. I dropped to my knees beside him, then obsequiously crawled between his legs so as to not block the view of his television. He said, not to me, “Oh yeah, I have white cocksuckers coming over regularly to extract loads from me. I mean I have a hot white girlfriend to fuck, but girls just don’t suck cock like white boys. They’re only good for fucking.” I took his flaccid cock in my hand as I wondered if that was true. Did guys give better head than girls? I suppose it made sense, since guys have a cock, and have probably jacked off thousands of times by now, so they understand the anatomy and how to please one. Although I had no complaints about Tasha, who I thought was a great cocksucker. “Stop playing with it and suck it, cocksucker,” he ordered. I lifted the heavy dick up and took it in my mouth as he continued, “Today’s cocksucker is a rookie, but those white boys are quick learners.” I stroked his cock while I swirled my tongue around his cock head, trying to awaken it from its slumber… I wanted it to come out and play. “Trust me, you do need a cocksucker,” he said. “Over here we have a whole system of cocksuckers. We have a hook-up location for white cocksuckers and bottoms to get their daily craving of black cock, we have a kik room for hook-ups, and we just started a texting app where black guys can simply text the next willing cocksucker or bottom on the list and order a cocksucker… the same way you would order a pizza, except you don’t have to tip the delivery boy.” As his cock hardened in my mouth, I listened to him talk about me as if I wasn’t there, even as my first thought was ‘how do I get onto this text app?’ As I pondered this, I was still in awe of the feeling of a soft cock hardening in my mouth. It felt unlike anything else I could imagine. “Text-a-Mouth,” he laughed. “I like that, I’ll have to suggest it for our slogan.” His cock hardened quickly, and soon I had eight inches of thick black dick in my mouth. So I did what a good cocksucker would always do, I began sucking. “Trust me, once you have some rich preppy white boy, or some white all-star quarterback or some white coach or professor begging to suck your dick or take it in his ass, you’ll never go back to just women,” he said. I imagined that as exciting as it was for me to suck a big black cock, it must be equally exciting to have white boys willing to sexually serve you at a moment’s notice. “Oh yeah, they will beg,” he said. He then canlı kaçak iddaa said to me pushing my head off his yummy prick, “Tell me how bad you want to suck my cock so my friend can hear.” I didn’t hesitate, wanting that cock back in my mouth, not worried about how I sounded to some stranger on the other end, even though I knew my answer was betraying all straight white guys, “Please, sir, can I suck your big black cock until you shoot your yummy cum all the way down my throat?” “And if I want to come all over your faggot face?” he questioned. Overwhelmed with insatiable hunger, I responded, “White faggots are made to take your cum wherever you’re willing to deposit it.” He laughed, as he snapped his fingers and pointed to his dick, “You see?” I instantly resumed sucking, wanting to be a great cocksucker so he would invite me back for more. “I know, and they’re everywhere,” he said. “The straighter you think they are, the quicker they’ll drop to their knees for you.” I wondered if that was true. I think I looked pretty straight, and I’d lived a totally straight life before receiving that text several hours ago. “Yeah, almost any white guy regardless of age, will suck black dick given the chance,” he said. “Christ, my sixty year old neighbour was my personal two-hole fuck slut my entire senior year.” Wow! I thought to myself, trying to imagine my grandfather sucking dick. “Yeah, it was great to have an eager mouth or a tight ass around to coax out a load whenever I needed it,” he said, as I took half his fat cock in my mouth. It seemed that many white guys took it in the ass, too, although I hadn’t tried that yet myself in my long six hour history of being a black cock slut. I’d read somewhere that a prostate orgasm is the most intense kind, but at that time, the idea of having anything in my ass sounded so unpleasant that it prevented giving this idea any serious consideration. Yet hearing Coach whimper and beg as he was ass fucked, and seeing our star quarterback bent over getting reamed and loving it, had definitely opened my mind to the idea. “You don’t have to look at them,” he explained. “You read, watch TV, play video games… whatever you like… while they blow you. Even if you want to phone your mom, just tell them to be quiet about it and go right ahead.” Being seen as just a cum deposit was both humiliating and exhilarating… which I couldn’t explain. For the life of me, I couldn’t explain why being on my knees felt natural, why having a cock in my mouth felt pleasurable, or why the idea of swallowing cum was consuming me. It just was what it was. Hunger. Insatiable hunger. Desire. A need to please. “Like I said, just pull your dick out right now and tell your white buddy to suck it,” he said. “I don’t care about that, he will… eventually. They simply can’t resist dark meat.” Again his theory seemed ludicrous and yet it seemed completely true as I bobbed away, now taking over five inches into my mouth… more than my girlfriend had ever needed to put in hers. canlı kaçak bahis “Do it,” he groaned, before adding, “sorry, my own cocksucker has my balls boiling.” This made me bob faster. I wanted that load of cum. No, I needed that load of cum. I had to know what it felt like to have a full load shoot in my mouth. “Looks like he’s ready for a full load,” he said. And God was I ever. I kept bobbing… Now taking six inches in. Trying to take a bit more with each eager bob. “Oh yeah, cocksucker, you’re a natural little cum craving faggot,” he groaned, pressing his hands on the back of my head. I took the sign and tried taking in more, focusing on breathing through my nose on the out-strokes. A few more bobs, where I was getting almost seven inches in I think, he warned me, “Here it comes.” And a couple of seconds later, I felt cum exploding against the back of my throat like a rocket launcher. I kept sucking, wanting all of his creamy load… baffled at why so many girls said this was disgusting (obviously they’d never tasted themselves… yeesh). No doubt about it, the taste of creamy, salty semen was way better than the usually strong-odoured, sometimes fishy, pussy juice. One full load and I was addicted to man-cum. One text and I was addicted to black cock. One evening and I loved being on my knees. One taste of black cock and I was no longer straight. I kept sucking his cock after he quit coming, wanting to retrieve every last drop of cum and not sure what I was supposed to do once his juicy creamy cock left my lips. What was the etiquette for what to say or do after your black donor had finished? I was pretty sure it wasn’t soft caresses and languid pillow talk. “Hey, are you trying to get a second load?” he objected, a good minute after he was done. I allowed his cock to slip out of my mouth and said, “Sorry, I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do next.” He chuckled, “You’re a keeper.” Wanting to add my number to this texting cock sucking club, I asked sheepishly, still on my knees, “How do I get on this text app?” “Definitely a keeper,” he chuckled, before he said, “Text this number and the phrase ‘Cocksucker available 24/7’.” “Okay,” I said, as he handed me an embossed business card containing nothing but the letters ‘C.S.’ and a phone number which I accepted gratefully, excited at the possibility of more opportunities for black cock. “But be warned,” he said, looking down at me. “Available 24/7 means exactly that. When you get texted you go and suck cock. If you’re in class, you leave. If you’re with your girlfriend, you leave. If it’s 3:30 in the morning, you leave. The only exceptions are taking tests, or if you’re an athlete and playing in a game. Are you an athlete?” “Volleyball,” I admitted, both excited and nervous over such an expectation. “Then why didn’t you play with my balls?” he joked. “Next time,” I said. “Now, get out of here, you made me die,” he said, looking down and resurrecting his online game. I crawled out and said, “Thanks.” “No problem, cocksucker,” he said, not looking at me. As I walked out, his cum aftertaste lingering in my mouth, I was in awe of how casual it all was. There was no deep talking, no chatting, no money spent on dining and no cuddling after… just suck, swallow and leave. God, men made sex simple.

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