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What I had with Mark was truly something special; he was a sexy black man, well endowed, a more dominant top with a desire to have a white boy serve him. I knew right away it was a good fit; he was definitely the one in charge and I felt a strange kind of comfort knowing I was his submissive. I enjoyed wearing a collar and leash and found it 'natural' to be responsive to his commands. I learned quickly what I needed to do to please him and enjoyed my role as is boy.

I would literally quiver with anticipation, each time I walked through his door. It was both humbling and erotic to strip down, put on my collar and wait for his command. Often he would be so horned up that he needed some immediate attention. For a sub to have his master's cock in his mouth is what he lives for; and for me there was a calming, soothing affect I experienced each time I inhaled his man-scent and tasted his BBC.

I particularly enjoyed those times when he needed his boy to deep throat his long, thick prick. While I think I could have taken it all the way down on my own; there was a measure of enjoyment I received from having him slide it down; to hear him say..."open your mouth, boy...open wide...that's a good boy, take it deep".

When he put his hand on the back of my head and held it firmly as his cock was buried in my throat was a moment of feeling surrendered to him and one of satisfaction, knowing I had given what he wanted. To hear him say..."don't pull away...hold it...hold it longer", was a turn on for us both. I was doing better at holding it deep for longer periods of time but if honest, I also liked it when I gagged on his man-meat -- it was hot to have him pull it out and see it covered in my spit; it was equally hot to have feel the saliva dripping from mouth. I was addicted to the feel of his slimy cock sliding back in my throat.

When he choose to let his load squirt down my throat, I was obedient and held as still as I could as long as I could so he could drain his nuts. But he also knew how much I like to taste his cum and to feel it all over my face and chest or my ass. When I snuggled up next to him with his sticky cum on my face or pooling in the crack of my ass, I felt a sense of satisfaction. It was even hotter when he would scoop up some of his gizz and feed it to me as he caressed my hair and back and ass. I absolutely melted each time his strong hands stroked my hair and rubbed my smooth skin. He had a way of touching his boy that was electric.

Of course the ultimate was those times when Mark needed his boy's ass. Often after taking a load in the door way, there would be some extended time learning to perfect the art of taking his massive prick deep which would take him to the edge several times. When he couldn't stand the edging any longer he knew my ass would be waiting to bring him over the edge.

"Up." I jumped on the bed and stayed on all fours. For a few moments he would brush against my body, tease my cock and ass with his soft touches and whisper what a sexy boy he had. I was surrendering further to him.

When he softly caressed my ass, I was almost begging him to take my hole. Slowly and skillfully he would tease my crack and hole with his finger and then with his tongue. Having this handsome black man run his tongue along my crack and flick it over my hole almost caused me to spill my load. "I love your, sweet ass, Jesse." When he slid his finger in deep, I knew it wouldn't be long until I had what I really wanted; his long, black cock inside my warm, boy-hole.

Mark had me roll over on my back with my ass on the edge of the bed. He pushed my legs back to my chest and stood with his rock hard cock resting on the crack of my ass. He spit toward my crack and rubbed his cock in it for lube and placed the head of his throbbing prick at the entrance to my hole.

It's hard to describe the feeling of anticipation, knowing this sexy, black man was about to penetrate his white boy's ass.

He was an incredibly gentle top...slowly he eased just the tip of his magnificent prick inside, you could hear a 'pop' as it pushed in and my ass ring squeezed it tightly. He held it there for a moment and leaned in and kissed me. "I'm going to fuck you, sweet boy."

Mark would slide his cock in just a couple of inches and slowly pull it out and then gently 'pop' it back in -- the sensation was incredible for me and provided the perfect pleasure for the sensitive underside of his beautiful dick. But he also knew I liked to feel him deep inside and so he would slowly let it sink into my ass, pushing it in as far as he could, his balls resting on my soft ass. "You like having my BBC in your tight hole, don't you boy?" I pulled him close, grabbing his ass and kissing him at the same time.

"Fuck me, please."

Mark gave me a hit of poppers and I abandoned myself to the moment. He grabbed both my ankles, spread my legs as far as he could and slid his massively long prick in and out of my ass...slowly in...burying it deep and then slowly back out...all the way out and then 'pop', it was back in and pushing deep. In and out, his pace quickening.

I moaned like a little bitch as his breathing became more rapid and drops of sweat began to drip from his face on to my chest. His balls pulled up tight and his body tensed...he leaned in and I wrapped my legs tightly around him and grabbed his ass and pulled him deep as he slid his cock in my ass and his tongue in my mouth.

He was buried as deep as any cock had ever been buried in my ass. His body tensed even more and then he twitched violently as his gizz began to pump into my ass. I could feel every spasm of his cock as squirt after squirt of his man-juiced filled my boy-cunt.

After a few moments, his body began to relax. I continued to hold him and we kissed softly while his cock began to soften. He kept it in my ass as long as he could. When it slipped out I could feel his spunk dripping out. Mark knew I was a cum pig so he would use his tongue to lick up his own juice and feed it to me as we kissed.

Sharing a cum-kiss was the perfect way to finish of pleasing my handsome black Master.