The black stud got up for a moment and looked through a drawer, and came up with a dildo. He came back to me and straddled me with his back turned, his ass pointed at my face. ‘Fuck me with this,” he said. I’d been wanting to eat his ass for so long now that I was a bit disappointed but did as he asked. The dildo was a pretty large one, about ten inches by three, and I wondered if he’d be able to take it.

Well, he was no stranger to dildos as it turned out, for I was soon able to insert it all the way up his ass — slowly at first, teasing his pucker with the head which made him moan a bit. He pressed back with his haunches and I was able to work in the head up his asshole, until it glided in to about halfway. He sighed again, a low deep sigh and said, “Stick it all the way in.”

Fiction by Bearmuffin

(Honcho.Sept.2007.)

I’m as patriotic as the next man so I believe in doing anything to help out our boys in uniform. One night I had the opportunity. I was working in a bar in down­town El Paso, a small wine and beer joint. Being a bar­tender may have not been the greatest of career moves but it sure beat working a boring 9 to 5 job. Besides, the pay was okay. I could pay the rent and still have plenty of free time to fuck around.

It was a slow night, with just a couple of locals who had come in for a few drinks and the usual bar gossip. For some strange reason I was exceptionally horny that night and needed some action. Well — the gods must have heard my prayer, for it was about ten minutes to last call when this hot looking black stud walked in. He was prob­ably one of the most handsome black guys I’d seen in a quite a while. He had a winning smile that could have charmed the pants off anyone. I immediately noticed his bulging basket tenting the crotch of his gray sweats. He sat at the bar and ordered a beer.

It was my usual policy not to make it with a customer but this stud was so appealing that I couldn’t help it. Whenever I was horny, it was my custom to drive to the local adult bookstore after my shift to go suck some cocks. There were plenty of horny guys in town that dug that scene and I always found some guys eager to get their cocks sucked. But tonight I was looking for some­thing different. So I started to engage the stud in a bit of small talk and it turned out he was just as horny as me, because right away he said. “How about coming over to my place? We can have a drink.” He looked at me with his dark, deep soulful eyes and flashed his smile. I felt myself being pulled in by the sexual current sparking between us.

I just grinned and said, “Yeah. Sure.” Well, I cleaned up and closed up the place as fast as I could. Then we hopped into his red sports car. My heart was pounding, and my pulse racing. I was especially excited to be making it with this hot stud.

When you’re a bartender you learn to size up people pretty quick and I got pretty good vibes from this guy.

Like I said, he was exceptionally handsome with a rugged face, broad nose and angular features. He had beautiful brown eyes and his lips were full and sensuous. He was wearing a denim jacket over a tight tee-shirt, so I could tell he was in superb shape by the size of his pecs. His long, thick cock snaked along his thigh underneath a pair of gray sweat pants. His thighs were meaty and muscu­lar. He was wearing a blue baseball cap.

Sometimes I’m a bit apprehensive when I meet a new trick but this guy seemed to so easygoing and laid back that I began to relax. We didn’t say much as he drove to his apartment, which was in a private gated community about a half hour from the bar. It was about 2:30 a.m. and so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

We got out of the car and walked to his apartment. I walked a bit behind him so I got a chance to check out his ass. I could tell, even under the sweats, that it was gor­geous. All of a sudden I had taste for some butt. I won­dered what it would be like to rim him and if he’d let me.

Once inside his apart­ment, he didn’t waste any time. We didn’t even get around to having that drink he promised me but walked directly to the bedroom Well, I got the biggest surprise of my life, for hanging on the bathroom door was a Marine uniform: a clean, crisply pressed set of Blue Deltas with the blood red stripes running down the trousers.

Not only was I pleasantly surprised but a touch anx­ious, too. I’d hoped he wasn’t one of those military types who picked up a trick, had their way with him, and then beat him up. But there was something gentle about this stud in spite of his muscularity.

“You’re a Marine?” I said.

“Yeah.” He smiled. “Just got back from Panama.”

Now what the Marines were doing in Panama I didn’t know and never found out because this particular Marine got right to the point. “Let’s strip,” he said.

Well, he certainly didn’t believe in wasting time as I’d noted before, so we took off our clothes and got on the bed. He turned out to be a man of few words but what he lacked in diction he made up in dick.

He was a great kisser and the whole time were kissing he had his hand on my cock and I had mine on his. I’m not a size queen but I was pleased to find that my horny Marine was hung like the proverbial horse with a huge, pendulous cock curving downwards over a pair of unusually large, heavy balls. I massaged it into a full, ripe hard on, and his hands felt great on my cock. I don’t think there’s a feeling in the world like the hands of a mascu­line man on your body.

Soon I felt his warm mouth on my cock, sucking on the knob at first and then slowly gliding down the full length of my shaft, taking my meat all the way down his throat. This Marine really knew how to suck cock! My hands were on his head guiding him up and down over my cock, up and down, until I was crying out for release. “Oh fuck,” I sighed. “I wanna cum, I wanna cum.”

He took his mouth off my cock and angled it back a bit and jacked me off. All it took was a few smooth strokes and I began to cum, heavy, long spurts of jizz flying out, splashing all over my stom­ach as I rocked back in forth in a long orgasm, the hot spurts cascading on my abs. I looked up at him and he was smiling. He got on top of me and began rubbing his hard cock all over my cum soaked stomach, all the while kissing me again, driving his lusty tongue deep into my mouth. He rubbed his body against mine in a circular motion, his cock slipping and sliding between our bodies. I heard him groan, his eyes were closed, his mouth open and panting, ‘Unngh, unngh.” I heard him moan a long, deep throated groan and then felt his cock stiffen more as it suddenly exploded, hot spurts of cum drenching my already wet with cum abs. My hands were cupping his taut, muscular buttocks. I held each hard ass cheek, squeezing them and running my hands over the smooth, taut flesh.

Afterwards he just lay there on top of me, the cum dripping off our bodies. And I wondered again whether he’d let me eat his butt? For a moment he laid there, his face nuzzling my neck. His heady masculine fragrance rushed up my nose, making my cock hard again.

The black stud got up for a moment and looked through a drawer, and came up with a dildo. He came back to me and straddled me with his back turned, his ass pointed at my face. ‘Fuck me with this,” he said. I’d been wanting to eat his ass for so long now that I was a bit disappointed but did as he asked. The dildo was a pretty large one, about ten inches by three, and I wondered if he’d be able to take it.

Well, he was no stranger to dildos as it turned out, for I was soon able to insert it all the way up his ass — slowly at first, teasing his pucker with the head which made him moan a bit. He pressed back with his haunches and I was able to work in the head up his asshole, until it glided in to about halfway. He sighed again, a low deep sigh and said, “Stick it all the way in.”

Again I did as he asked and slowly inserted the rest of the dildo up his ass. He leaned back a bit and emitted a low deep groan of sat­isfaction. I took that as my cue to start pumping his ass with it, grabbing the base of the dildo and shoving it in and out, in and out, with long, smooth steady strokes. He began pushing his ass back to meet the rhythmic pumping of the thrusts. It was truly a sight to behold, the dildo going m and out of his muscular black ass. I must have fucked his ass with the dildo for a good ten minutes and when he was satis­fied he said, “Take it out.” I slowly removed the dildo and tossed it on the floor. I just lie there wondering what he would do next.

Then he moved down a bit so that his ass was just an inch away from my face. My heart began to pound again with anticipation. Finally, what I’d been hoping for all night was going to happen! I was going to eat his beau­tiful black ass!

He mounted me, easing himself down on my eager face. He also played with my cock again while I rimmed him. His butt tasted squeaky clean, a combination of soap and just the tiniest hint of musk that got me incredi­bly excited. I just love the taste of black butt.

I grabbed each of his thighs for support as he squat­ted down on my face and let me suck his butt, my tongue wiggling hard and fast up his hot asshole. I had wanted to eat his butt so bad that night and by then I was ready to get my tongue all the way up his ass. I must have rimmed him for at least a quarter of an hour. The raw, sensual taste of butt seared my senses and seconds became hours as I soon found myself lost in a dizzying universe of ass eating. I was jacking off as I continued to suck on his beautiful black ass.

I was ready to shoot another wad and felt like telling him so, but suddenly he lifted himself off my face and turned around again, only this time to sit upon my hard, pulsing cock. As it turned out, he was no stranger to ass fucking either, for he grabbed my long stiff meat and eased himself down over it as the shaft smoothly glided up his asshole.

The whole evening he had proven himself a real pro, not one of those butt-virgins like some mili­tary studs often turn out to be. My cock easily slid all the way up his ass tunnel. He eased back a bit and then my meat sunk in to the hilt. He began fingering my nipples as I grabbed his beautiful black cock, which was pulsing and throbbing in front of me. The harder he tugged on my tits, the faster I jacked him off.

I pumped him with smooth, steady strokes and he rode me hard, his eyes closed again,  his mouth half open as a long steady stream of groans and moans escaped past his lips. I fucked him for a full, steady ten minutes until he sighed, “I’m cumming, I’m cumming.”

“Me, too, buddy,” I said. “I’m cumming, too!” He rose up and then down again as my cock made one final thrust up his hole before it exploded like Fourth of July fire­works, cum spurting deep and far up his asshole.

“Fuck,” he cried, fisting his cock and aiming it right at my face. I watched as his fist flew over his meat, sud­denly grabbing the root and his cock exploding, the hot creamy Marine cum shooting all over my face. I thrust my tongue out and caught a few well aimed spurts right inside my mouth. His cum tasted so salty and tangy, I loved it.

Afterwards, we cuddled for a while and then we put on our clothes. He drove me back to the bar. As before, he didn’t say much but just smiled and said his thanks and he drove away.

That was a couple of months ago. I’m still tending bar and normally I still don’t have sex with the customers, sat­isfying my lust at the adult bookstore glory holes. But I sure miss that beautiful black Marine. I keep hoping he’ll turn up again some night.