Pay for BBC

Summary: Cocksucker finds a way to finally experience a BBC.

Thanks to Lovecraft68 for inviting me to this contest.

Edited by Shuj.

Pay for BBC

I had sucked a couple of dozen cocks since I crossed the line a couple of years ago.

I had sucked cocks as old as seventy, although he never came; to many guys in their early twenties and all ages in-between. I had yet to suck an eighteen-or nineteen-year-old but it was on my suck-it list. The idea of sucking some young college guy or a kid right out of high school was a strange turn-on... especially if they treated me like a cum dump. I couldn't explain it, as I was perceived by most as a man's man and yet being called a cocksucker, a faggot, a sissy, or any other derogatory name always made my dick ache when I was sucking a cock.

I had sucked a super small cock, under four inches, a Japanese man in Hawaii on vacation in a bathroom stall, to over eight inches of a tattoo covered fifty-plus-year-old chubby guy with a shockingly huge dick in a truck in a back alley.

I have sucked mostly white guys, but besides the aforementioned Japanese guy, I have sucked a couple Filipino guys, a Mexican in my hotel room while my wife got a massage in Vegas, an Italian with a fat cock in his hotel room while his buddy watched but didn't want me to suck him (the idea of servicing multiple guys was also on my suck-it list... as was a bukkake), and two Muslim men, each at different times, both in their homes, and both made me suck their balls and make me beg to suck their cock (which was so fucking hot).

What I hadn't yet ever experienced was my ultimate fantasy: a BBC... a big black cock.

It was black dick and hypno sissy porn that first planted the seeds of sucking a cock. At first, I pushed those silly and random thoughts out of my head.

Thoughts started like, "Shit, that is a big dick," "God, look how thick that black cock is," and "There is something hypnotic about a big black dick with shaved balls."

Thoughts evolved as I began watching porn. I didn't purposely only watch BBC porn, in fact, I purposely started with lesbian, which switched to straight, which evolved into BBC, which ended in BBC hypno sissy.

The thoughts continued with me, eventually thinking about black cock at work, at the grocery store, and, worse, at church.

Yet, I had never once had the opportunity to actually suck one. Instead, my black cock curiosity had led to me sucking a variety of cocks.

That changed when I was in Detroit for a conference, was on Grindr, and responded to a guy with the handle 'huge black cock'. Only the real confident ones or the ones with huge dicks had a tag that blunt. There was no age. No picture. Just the words that excited me, made me intrigued and compelled to send a message.

WHITEMARRIEDCOCKSUCKER: Hi, sir. I am a white married cocksucker who would love to service you. I will swallow your load or take it on my face. I am very obedient and like being told what to do. Also, if this interests you, I will come wearing pantyhose. I hope to hear from you.

I had learned to give a message of a decent length. I hated one-word messages and caught on quickly the more information you gave the more likely you would get a response.

I waited for just a couple of minutes before I got a response.

BBCHAMMER: Hey, cocksucker. Send me a picture of you naked and just in pantyhose. I want to see that ass.

I was already in pantyhose. It was the first thing I did when I got into a hotel room. I loved the sensation of sheer silk on my legs. I bought a dozen Donna Karan pantyhose that were between 5 and 10 denier. I had sent pictures of me in pantyhose, but wearing underwear. Yet, being called a cocksucker and the slim possibility of being able to suck a black dick had my submissive nature take over and willing to comply.

WHITEMARRIEDCOCKSUCKER: Yes, sir. It may take a minute or two.

BBCHAMMER: Hurry up, bitch. There are a lot of white cum dumps that will eagerly take my big black dick.

His dominant tone... even in text... had my mouth water and my hard cock twitch in my pantyhose.

WHITEMARRIEDCOCKSUCKER: Yes, sir.

I quickly went to the mirror and took a few pics. The best one where I was bent over like a slut getting ready to be pounded from behind. For the record, I had been fucked a couple of times. Once by a military man in his 60s who took my anal cherry and a twenty-something college guy who I went to blow but told me I had a perfect fuckable asshole and two minutes later he was pounding me with the pantyhose I was wearing around my ankles as I was bent over his couch.

Happy with one picture, I pressed send before I could change my mind.

Then waited.

About ten minutes... long enough I assumed he wasn't impressed. Less than twenty percent of conversations lasted more than a couple back and forth and less than five percent ended up with me with a dick in my mouth.

I was just beginning to scroll Grindr and look for a cock when he responded.

BBCHAMMER: That is one nice ass white boi.

He then sent a pic.

I gasped.

It was a long hard black dick... not overly thick, but it seemed to be ten-inches long.

I stared at it in absolute awe.

It was majestic.

It was perfect.

I would do literally almost anything to suck this cock.

WHITEMARRIEDCOCKSUCKER: That is a majestic cock, sir. It is easily the most magnificent I have ever seen while on this site.

BBCHAMMER: Thanks. Can you host?

I had never hosted. I always went to them. I feared that somehow, they would learn my name. My true identity. That I would be outed and my marriage would be over. What would my kids think? Yet, so desperate to suck that cock I replied in the affirmative.

WHITEMARRIEDCOCKSUCKER: Yes, sir, I am in a hotel.

BBCHAMMER: Nice. How old are you again?

WHITEMARRIEDCOCKSUCKER: 50, sir.

BBCHAMMER: I'm eighteen.

WHITEMARRIEDCOCKSUCKER: If I can be honest. I have always wanted to suck an eighteen-year-old.

BBCHAMMER: What about black dick?

WHITEMARRIEDCOCKSUCKER: That is another fantasy I would love to fulfill.

BBCHAMMER: I love being a white faggot's first... especially married cum dumps.

So desperate... so hungry... my cock throbbing... I responded pathetically.

WHITEMARRIEDCOCKSUCKER: I will do whatever you say, sir.

BBCHAMMER: I charge a hundred dollars to dump a load in a white boi. If you want a second load it is only fifty more... but the second load goes in your ass.

My eyes went wide. I had never paid for sex. The first time I was fucked he made me stop and buy lube and condoms... but that was the closest I had ever come.

Yet, before I had time to think, I responded.

WHITEMARRIEDCOCKSUCKER: That is a very reasonable price to pay for the privilege to suck your majestic dick.

After I pressed send, I stared at my pathetic words.

Yet, I meant it.

I would pay a hundred dollars in a heartbeat to suck his cock.

BBCHAMMER: Send me your location.

My eyes went wide. This was really going to happen.

Again, before I could change my mind, I responded with the location pin.

BBCHAMMER: I will be there in ten or fifteen minutes. I expect you only in your pantyhose and I expect the money in cash. Is that understood, white boi?

WHITEMARRIEDCOCKSUCKER: Yes, sir. I will have the money ready.

BBCHAMMER: Make sure you have a 150 as most white bois never are done after one load.

I wasn't sure I wanted to get ass fucked by such a big dick... both cocks I had taken were small and thin.

WHITEMARRIEDCOCKSUCKER: Yes, sir.

BBCHAMMER: I'm going to face fuck you and nut all over your face.

WHITEMARRIEDCOCKSUCKER: I am your fuck toy to use as you please.

I shook my head as I stared at the words I had sent.

BBCHAMMER: Leaving now.

WHITEMARRIEDCOCKSUCKER: I can't wait!!!

I pulled out two fifties and three twenties as I didn't have exactly a 150 and sat on my bed nervously.

I was super excited... yet equally nervous.

As I already mentioned, I had never once allowed a stranger into my hotel room to suck them.

Also, as already mentioned, I had never even considered paying to suck cock... never mind one hundred dollars.

Yet, I had to suck that black cock.

I had to.

I put my phone on mute, so if I got a call it didn't ring, but press record so I could later listen to him dominating me. Pathetic, but something I had done a couple of times but never with someone overly dominant.

I put the phone on the bed upside down and waited a couple more minutes before there was a knock at the door.

A rush of adrenaline coursed through me and made my dick twitch in my pantyhose as I stood up and walked to the door.

I opened it and a six-foot-six black man walked into the room.

"Hi, cocksucker," he said, as I closed the door.

"Hi, sir," I said, continuing to address him in such a submissive way since he was less than half my age.

"You really are one submissive bitch, aren't you," he laughed, as he walked to the bed.

"I am for cock," I replied, not even pretending to have any shame as I walked to him just as he pulled down his Nike sweats.

"Money," he said, as I was about to drop down before him.

"Yes, sir," I said, walking to the desk and grabbing all the money. I handed it to him.

"Already deciding for the double load?" he asked, as I looked at the big bulge in his black boxers.

"I don't think I can possibly stop at just one," I admitted, knowing that this could be a once in a lifetime opportunity and was going to make it last as long as possible... and if that meant getting railed by this massive cock and having my asshole ripped apart... so be it.

"That is usually the case," he laughed with a deep voice, as he pointed to the floor.

I obediently lowered myself to my knees.

"Take them off," he ordered.

"Yes, sir," I obeyed, moving my hands to his underwear and slowly pulling them down... my eyes focused on his crotch area, my mouth watering, as it flopped out. "Wow!" I said, staring at the biggest cock I had ever had before me.

"You like?" he said, the question clearly rhetorical... it was obvious I was completely captivated by it.

"It's so majestically perfect," I answered, as I moved my left hand to his hard black dick. "Oh my!" I said, sounding perhaps a little less masculine than I felt I was.

"You are one pathetic married man," he said, just as I leaned forward and took his cock in my mouth.

I knew his words were true. It didn't become more pathetic than paying to suck an eighteen-year-old's cock in my hotel while wearing my wedding ring. Yet, my response to his words, was to moan as I slowly took more and more of his massive cock in my mouth.

"Aaaah, your phone," he said. "Let's see what your wife looked like."

"Nooooo," I said, pulling off his cock but it was too late.

"You are recording this?" he asked, actually sounding perplexed

"Um, yeah, I like listening to it after," I sheepishly said, as he looked down at me.

"What do you like to hear?" he asked.

"Being called names. Being humiliated," I admitted.

"Well, we can make that a reality," he said, as he aimed my phone at me. "Tell me what you want."

I was now looking into my own camera, I replied without hesitation, submission and lust controlling my every word and action, "I want to suck your big black cock until you come down my married mouth or all over my sissy face."

"What are you?" he asked, as he slapped my face with his cock.

"A white cocksucker mindlessly obedient cum dump for black cock," I replied excitedly where shame should be.

"What is your wife's name?" he asked, as he slid his cock between my lips and pumped five times before pulling out.

"Pamela," I answered without even thinking, even as I knew I was potentially risking everything for a black dick.

"Is she hot?" he asked, sliding his dick back in my mouth.

"Very," I answered, when he pulled back out.

"Then why suck cock?"

"I don't know," I admitted, that a question that always consumed me once I had left a stranger with a load of cum in my belly or occasionally on my face.

"Because you're a cock sucking faggot," he said, again slapping my face.

"Yes, for big cock I am," I accepted the truth out loud.

"And if your wife walked in right now would you stop sucking my cock?" he asked, but didn't let me answer as he slid his cock back in my mouth.

This time he stopped half way in and after a couple of seconds I took it as a wordless order to resume sucking his cock. As I bobbed, worshipping this amazing dick, I wrestled with the question had just asked. What would I do? Would I keep sucking? Would I stop? What would I say to my wife? How would I explain myself?

"Oh yeah, you would continue sucking my dick, white boi, because that is who you are," he said, as I did keep sucking and knew sadly it was the truth. There was no way I could stop sucking this cock... the musky scent... the long shaft... the huge balls bubbling with cum... how could anyone stop?

"How much did you pay to suck my dick?" he asked, pulling his dick out of my mouth after about a minute.

"One hundred dollars," I answered, as I licked his cock head.

"And?"

"Another sixty for you to bend me over and fuck me with that huge black dick," I shamelessly replied... cock drunk with lust.

"Ten more than I asked," he laughed.

"I'd pay double," I admitted, as I moved down and sucked on one of his big balls.

"Shit, I'm going to make you my fucking bitch," he said, as he enjoyed me going from one ball to another.

"Please, use me," I replied, dying to have this cock in my mouth, his load in or on me and to feel this huge shaft pounding my asshole.

"Beg," he ordered, after I sucked on his second ball.

"Please, sir, let me suck your cock, drain your big balls and then fuck my ass with your huge black dick," I rambled on all the things I wanted to have happen to me before this night ended.

"Now, show me how good a cock sucking slut you are," he ordered, still filming me.

"Yes, sir," I nodded, and took his cock back in my mouth and began bobbing lustfully taking as much of his cock as I could.

"Oh yeah, cock sucker," he moaned, a dozen or so bobs later. "You are not a man, you are just a cum dump."

"Mmmmmmm," I responded, without losing a beat or perhaps more accurately a bob.

"Shit, you may be the biggest married white faggot I have used yet," he groaned.

Oddly, this flattered me, as pathetic as that sounded. I mean this was all pathetic... yet the most exciting, pleasurable experience I had ever experienced.

A moment later, I felt both hands on my head, unsure where my phone went, and he began fucking my mouth. I had been mouth fucked before and had learned how to focus breathing through my nose. The exhilaration of feeling a set of balls bouncing off your chin was surreally erotic.

"Yeah, this mouth was made to be a cum dump for black dick," he said, as I took more and more of his ten inches in my mouth with each stroke. I gagged a couple of times but after a minute or so I was smoothly allowing (perhaps allowing is the wrong word) ten inches of black meat to fill my mouth and felt his big heavy black ball sac slapping against my chin in a rhythmic tribal beat.

"Get ready," he warned, even though I had been ready and craving this load for minutes already. In truth since I saw that picture sent to me and hoped it was really his.

I wondered if he was going to shoot down my throat or all over my face... I didn't have to wait long to learn the answer to my question as he pulled his dick out and instantly exploded a massive load all over my face. It happened so fast, I didn't have time to close my eyes and the first rope of cum landed directly in my left eye. I had taken five or six facials... always in awe of how warm the cum was when it splattered against my face.

There was so much cum coating my face as I revelled in the humiliation that somehow brought intense pleasure to my core being.

"Look up, cum dump," he ordered.

I obeyed, even as I felt cum ooze down my face.

"So, I'm assuming you want the second load?" he accurately guessed.

"Yes, please," I responded, desperate to feel his cock fuck me... to pound me... to breed me.

"All right," he nodded, as he got out of his sweats that had been around his ankles and got onto the bed. "Come slowly suck my cock while I watch sports highlights."

"Yes, sir," I replied, getting off my knees and crawling between his muscular black legs.

"It will take fifteen minutes, give or take," he said, my phone back in his hands.

"I can worship you all night," I said, pathetic responses multiplying every time I spoke.

"Suck on my balls for a while," he said.

"Yes, sir," I obeyed, as I lowered myself to suck on his big black ball sac and worried what he may be doing on my phone. Was he still recording me? Was he scrolling through photos? Was he texting my wife? While that worried me immensely, I had already crossed the line of no return and was helpless to do anything to stop him if he chose to out me.

"Shit, you have a pretty hot wife," he said.

"Thank you," I replied before I took a ball in my mouth.

"Think she has ever had black dick?" he asked.

"I don't think so," I answered, although I had had a few fantasies imagining her getting fucked and me eating her cream pies... although these fantasies were rare. Usually, I just stuck to my own sexual submission. That said, my wife was submissive in the bedroom and I the dominant... hard to believe based on what was currently transpiring in my hotel room.

"I bet she would take my dick in a heart beat," he said, as I sucked gently his large ball.

I had no response. So, I just kept sucking.

"She has a great ass," he complimented.

"Yeah, she does," I concurred.

"Does she take it up the ass like you do?" he asked.

"On special occasions," I replied, telling the truth. A little wine and the right occasion and she enjoyed a dick in her ass... although those right occasions had become less and less the past few years.

"Think my dick is a special occasion?"

"Yeah, I imagine it is," I said, unsure what else to say.

"Where you from?"

"Toronto."

"Aaaah, only a few hours away," he said.

"Yeah."

"Maybe, I should get you to drive her here so she can get the fucking she deserves."

My cock ached at his words, yet I couldn't imagine her ever agreeing; of course, a few years ago I couldn't have imagined a situation where I would suck dick and take it up the ass. Behind each person's conservative persona is a fetish, kink or fantasy they wished they could make reality.

"Or I could get you to pay my flight to come to your house and fuck your wife in all three holes," he said, making my cock throb. The idea was so wicked and wrong, yet I let out a little moan as I went from ball to ball.

"You want me to fuck your wife?" he asked.

"I don't know," I answered, which was the truth.

"I think you do," he said. "I think you would be willing to pay me to fly to Toronto, rent a car, come to your home and fuck your wife while you watched."

These words were so hot based on my current situation and desperation to please. Yet, I didn't say a word.

"Would you pay for me to come and fuck your wife?" he bluntly asked.

"If she agreed," I answered, the safest answer I could give in the situation I was in.

"If she saw this dick do you think she would agree?"

"I don't know," I admitted.

"You know," he said, before he put my phone down and switched channels.

Then, for five minutes or more, I sucked his balls.

He ordered, "Now nurse my dick slowly."

It had become flaccid since coating my face and I eagerly took it back in my mouth. I loved the sensation of feeling a soft cock harden in my mouth. It was so magical. It felt so powerful knowing it was my mouth making it grow.