Black Man in the Grey Morning

I found this story on a site a few years ago, I do not think it was copyrighted by the original writer, and so I thought I'd share it with all the other BBC parTy freaks, sit back, fire up a joint, or your pipe, kick back and stroke your cock to some wild BBC and white slut boy action ;)

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As I left my apartment building to get some coffee, he was standing at
the entrance. He was listening to the phone ringing, but there was
seemingly no answer. The only reason I noticed him was to admire the
thick arm muscles and the subtle tattoos against his rich black
skin. His tight t-shirt showed off his pecs and hard nipples, but it
seemed thin in the brisk morning air. He had a small duffel bag
sitting on the ground. I didn't bother shutting the gate as I walked
away. I noticed he made no attempt to sneak in behind me.

Fifteen minutes later I came back with with my coffee. He was gone,
and I almost forgot about him. I climbed the steps up to my apartment,
depressed by the grey, foggy morning. I doubted there would be any sun
today. As I turned into my hallway, I noticed that there was a person
hanging out, leaning against the railing. It was the same black man I
had seen earlier at the front gate. He was hanging out near my
apartment. Getting closer, I saw he had dropped his bag right by my
door.

"Can I help you?" I asked him.

"Does Javier still live here?" he asked me, pointing to my apartment.

"No. I live here," I said.

"Fuck. I had been looking for Javi. How long you been here?"

"About 4 months," I said. I had moved in recently, and still wasn't
entirely unpacked.

"You know where Javi moved to?"

"No idea, sorry."

"Damn. Spent all night on the bus getting here. Fucking need a hot
shower bro," he said. I looked him over more carefully. He was about
six six tall, and pretty much all muscle. Although it was hard to see
between in the grey lighting of morning and his black skin, tattoos
ran up and down both of his arms. There was a bit of stubble on his
face, and his hair was cropped closely. Standing up over me, he was a
little menacing. At only five eight, I knew there would be no contest
between the two of us.

"Well, I suppose you could come in and take a shower. Wish I could
help you with with where your friend Javier moved to," I said.

"Thanks, bro," he said. He grabbed his duffel bag as I unlocked the
door. I let him go in first.

"I'm Matt," I said, as he walked in. "Where did you come in from?"

"I'm Eli, man. I came from the west side of the state," he said. He
was being a bit evasive about where he had come from. I realized he
was probably coming from the state penn. He dropped his duffel bag by
the door, and looked around the small apartment. "Done it up nice,
bro. Much nicer than when Javi was here." I shut the door behind us. I
should have been scared, alone with a big black thug, but my cock was
twitching more than I cared to admit.

"Thanks," I said. I grabbed a towel out of the closet. He had
obviously been here before, because he headed straight to the
bathroom. Even before he got to the bathroom he had already pulled off
his shirt. His chest was impressively muscled, and there were more
tattoos, across his chest, and over his washboard abs. I had tried not
to stare, but I noticed that around his navel, there was a red
biohazard symbol. He tossed the shirt into a corner, grabbed the towel
from me, and walked into the bathroom. He was still wearing his grey
sweat pants and an old pair of sneakers. He closed the door and a few
moments later, I heard the shower start running.

I picked up the shirt from the ground; even just holding it in my
hands, I could smell the sweat and grime on it. From the size of the
duffel bag and the condition of the t-shirt, I guessed he didn't have
much in the way of clothing. It was clear that anything I might have
wouldn't fit him. I put the shirt on a chair in the living room, and
started to sip my coffee while Eli showered.

He didn't take long in shower. I had barely started on my coffee when
the water was turned off. Eli shuffled around a bit in the bathroom, I
guessed he was drying himself off. Soon, he opened the door, and
walked out into the living room. He had slung the towel over his
shoulder, and was otherwise totally naked.

I didn't bother trying to hide my staring at him. His legs were just
as well-defined as his chest and arms, and handing between them was a
fat yet still limp cock and two huge, low-hanging balls. I tried to
focus on his face, but I found myself constantly glancing back at his
cock and thick bush. He at least pretended not to notice me
staring. "Thanks bro. I needed that. Not had that hot of a shower in a
long, long time."

"So, what were your plans for the day?" I asked. He had turned around,
looking for his duffel bag. His ass was two perfectly balanced black
globes, just as hard and perfect as the rest of his body. I wanted to
kneel down, spread his muscular cheeks and worship his hole.

"Fuck bro, I don't know. Was hoping I could crash with Javi for a
bit. And try to have some fun today. It's been too long since I've had
the chance." He found where he had left the duffel, and knelt down. As
he rummaged through it, his low-hanging balls were swinging heavily
between his legs. I guessed they were full of accumulated jizz. I
wanted nothing more than to be the one to drain them for him.

"What kind of fun are you up for?" I asked.

"I don't care bro. Just kick back, have a good time. Javi was always
good for a wild party." He found what he had been looking for, and he
turned around. He had a threadbare pair of underwear and a small
book. "Damn, I wish I knew where he went. Hope his cell is still the
same."

"Like what you see, bro?" he asked, not yet putting on the underwear.

"Yeah," I said, a little embarrassed that he had noticed.

"That's cool bro. Maybe we can have our own party," he said. His hand
dropped down to his groin, and he started to rub his cock a bit. "I
can borrow your phone? Wanna see if I can get a hold of Javi."

I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket. "Here you go." He took it
from me, and started to page through his address book. He let the
underwear drop to the ground.

"Yo, bro. Gotta be honest. You got any party favors?" he asked me, as
he stopped searching through his book. He dialed the phone.

"What do you like?" I asked. "I've got some pot and other things."
Eli's face brightened up when I mentioned "other things."

"Bro, I'd love to smoke some meth, if you've got it." He was slouched
back on one of the chairs facing me, his legs spread wide. It was
still difficult for me not to stare at his cock. Even half-hard it was
massive; a good seven inches long and nearly beer-can thick. I had no
idea if I was going to be able to do anything with it, or even if I
was going to get to play with our partying.

"Yeah, I do," I said. I hadn't even used up my last baggie and had
just bought two more grams the previous day.

"Well, damn, bro. Share your wealth, and I'll share mine," he said. He
shook his cock at me, indicating exactly the wealth he had to
share. He held the phone up to his ear and I thought I could hear the
sound of ringing.

"Right on, man," I said. The ringing had stopped and I heard a muffled
answer.

"Yo, Javi, my man. This is Eli," he said into the phone. He clicked
the volume down a bit, and I couldn't hear the other man any longer. A
pause, then "Yeah. I got out yesterday. Got here this morning." I went
into the bedroom, and found my pipe, torch, and the full bag of
favors. In the living room, Eli was still talking. "Hanging out in
your old apartment, actually. Cool guy here now." I rummaged through
my bed stand, and found a few tablets of Viagra. "Yeah, totally. We're
just getting the party started. You should come over."

Supplies in hand, I came back to the living room. Eli had moved to the
couch, where I had been sitting. I put the supplies down on the coffee
table. "Awesome bro. See you in thirty then," he said, putting the
phone down. He looked towards me. I tied to meet his eyes, but was
still distracted by the massive tool between his legs. "Javi is coming
over in a bit bro. We'll have fun today." He grabbed his cock, playing
with it a bit. "Not as big as me. But he's not bad at all and
definitely knows how to use it."

I wasn't sure about having two strangers in my place, much less two
strangers high on crystal meth, but my cock was starting to think for
me. "Found a Viagra, if you want that as well?" I said.

"You think you can handle me fucking you on V?" he asked, laughing. I
stared at his cock. I knew this was going to be a day like I had
dreamed of, and I didn't want anything to mess up the party.

"I know I can." I said.

"Well, get me something to drink. You got any beer bro?"

I went into the kitchen, and brought him a cold can of beer. He
took the viagra and washed it down. "Just a sec," I said, and went
back into the bedroom. I found some poppers and lube, and brought
those out.

"Right on, bro. This is just what I needed," he said. "The pipe
loaded?" he asked.

I shook my head no. I sat down on the couch next to him and got a big chunk
of crystal out of the baggie. I put it in the pipe. The bowl still looked a
little empty to me, so I added two smaller shards. I took the torch and lit
it. I melted the shards in the bowl. As I prepared the pipe, Eli watched.
He grabbed the lube off the table and poured a little on his cock. When the
first thin wisp of smoke curled out of the pipe, I handed it to him, to let
him have the pleasure of the first hit. He took the pipe, one hand holding
it as his other hand continued to slowly stroke his cock.

He held the pipe in his mouth as I held the torch under it. The
crystals crackled and smoked in the intense heat of the torch. He
emptied the bowl several times, pulling a strong hit. After the fourth
or fifth pull, he indicated he was good. I let the torch go out, and
he pulled the pipe out of his mouth. He held it for a few
seconds. Then, he blew out a thick white cloud right into my face.

"Your turn," he said, as the smoke slowly dissipated in the room. I
took the pipe and started to heat it up. As I let it melt and smoke,
he took another swig of the beer. "You got any porn?" he asked. "Helps
me get in the mood." I just nodded, as I took my first drag from the
pipe. I felt the d**g fill my lungs, my heart pounding in anticipation
of the incipient high. I did a proper hit, and held it long, then blew
out a thick cloud. I handed the pipe and torch to Eli for him to go
again.

"What kind of porn are you into?" I asked, right before he took
another hit from the glass pipe.

"Anything, bro. Gay. Straight. Black. White. I don't care. The
freakier, the better."

I got up and pulled out something I had downloaded a few months
ago. It was a bunch of short gay flicks, mostly hung black guys
fucking white guys. It was also bareback, which gave me a moment's
pause. I worried it might set the mood for the rest of the day. I
didn't know how to bring up condoms for Eli, if one would even fit
him. As I put it on, Eli took another hit from the pipe. I came back
to the couch just as he was exhaling the hit. He handed the pipe back
to me. I put it in my mouth as he lit the torch under it. "Big hit
this time, Matt. Gotta get you in the zone, bro."

I sucked on the pipe, getting nice thick hits of the meth. Even when I
motioned that I had had enough, he kept the torch under the
pipe. "Just a bit more, bro," he said. "You're gonna need it for what
I have planned for you." I tried to keep on inhaling the smoke as best
I could, even as my lungs felt like they were bursting. Finally, he
pulled the torch away, grabbing the pipe from my mouth. "Hold it,
Matt, until I say so" he said.

He stuck the pipe in his mouth and started to do his own hit. I was
about to exhale, but he indicated for me to hold it a bit longer. It
wasn't until he had taken all of his hit that he motioned me to breath
out. Just as I was finished emptying my lungs, he leaned in towards
me, making it clear I was going to get his hit. We started to kiss,
and he shot-gunned his hit to me. It was far bigger than the one I
just did, and he made sure our lips were locked long enough for it to
get absorbed. Finally, he broke off the kiss, and let me breath the
hit out. I was a little surprised a macho thug type like him would
kiss, but I didn't protest the unexpected intimacy.

I could feel my body tingle, as the tina started to take effect. I was
definitely getting horny and wanting to do more than just kiss and
share hits of the meth.

I turned my attention to the TV. On screen, a white guy was on his
knees, trying to swallow a huge black cock. I looked at Eli's cock,
and realized that his shaft was even bigger than the one in the
video. "You like it, bro?" he asked; I couldn't tell if he meant his
dark cock, or the white guy struggling to swallow the black cock on
screen.

"Yeah, I do," answering for both.

"Why don't you get more comfortable. You gotta get naked like me,
man," he said. I did as I was told, throwing my shirt into a corner,
then stepping out of my jeans and underwear. My cock was only
semi-hard and seemed tiny in comparison to his. "Nice bod, bro," Eli
said, running his free hand over my hairy chest and taut stomach. "Not
sure how my cock's gonna fit in you. But don't worry, we'll make sure
it does."

"Hot movie," Eli continued. "Why don't you get down on your knees, and
show my cock some love, just like that white boy." I pushed the coffee
table back a bit, and knelt down in front of him. Up close his manhood
seemed even bigger than I first realized. I had no idea how I was
going to take it in my mouth, much less in my ass. "Just relax, and
work slowly. I know you'll be able to take it," he said, almost
reading my mind.

I grabbed the bottle of poppers and did a hit. As they took effect,
his cock no longer seemed like an insurmountable obstacle. I knew I
could take it, and further, I knew he would love every second of it. I
took his warm cockhead into my mouth, savoring the small drop of
pre-cum at its tip. I started to work my way down his shaft, slowly
taking more and more of his cock into my mouth. It wasn't an easy or
fast process, but it more than satisfied my sudden need for dick.

Eli was enjoying it as well. He spread his legs wide, giving me better
access to his cock and balls. He leaned back, not caring about
anything but the pleasure of the blowjob. After a few minutes of
effort, I had barely gotten more than a third of his cock into my
mouth. But, it didn't seem to bother him. He was moaning in pleasure,
letting me know how good it felt for him.

He grabbed the pipe, and lit the torch. I glanced up at him just in
time to see him slowly melting the d**g in the glass bowl. Right
before the smoke began to leak out the top, he looked down at me and
said, "Don't stop sucking, bro. It feels fucking great." He put the
pipe to his lips and did another long hit. I was glad I had loaded up
the bowl, since it he was enjoying big hits. I was feeling like I was
almost in the zone, and needed only one more hit before I was
completely at his mercy, ready to be used like the cocksucker I was.

He pushed out his hit, covering the two of us in a thick white
fog. Eli was getting too much pleasure from my oral service, so I knew
he wasn't going to offer me a hit off the pipe. Instead, I settled for
another hit from the poppers, and did my best to swallow another
agonizing inch of his cock. His cockhead started to hit the back of my
throat, and I did my best to suppress my gag. But, with my mouth
already stretched as wide as possible and his fat cock pressed against
my throat, it was hard to do. Even with the poppers, I had to pull off
and catch my breath.

"Damn bro. Most guys can barely take my head. That was fucking
amazing," he said, clearly impressed. "Take a breather," he said,
"Catch your breath." grabbing my arms and pulling me up on to the
couch. I relaxed for a moment. My hand dropped down to my crotch,
seeking out my dick. My cock was still half-hard. The crystal hadn't
yet reached it and left it limp and lifeless. It was leaking
precum. Eli reached across, and grabbed my cock. "Not bad, man," he
said, impressed by its current size.

He stroked my cock a few times, but then worked his hand down,
grabbing my balls and starting to finger and explore my hole. "You're
a tight ass, bro. Literally. Gonna have fun fucking you." He pulled
his fingers out long enough to put a drop or two of lube on them. He
pushed back into me, getting a little deeper. Even his fingers were
big, and I acutely felt the intrusion into my hole. "You ok, man?" he
asked. "Or do you need another hit?" He left it ambiguous enough that
I didn't know if he meant poppers or crystal.

"Yeah. Just a lot bigger than I'm used to," I said. I tried to shift
my weight around, giving him easier access to my butt and also trying
to relax as much as possible. He didn't stop, but pushed into me
further; I could feel his second knuckle slide into my hole. He
wiggled his finger inside of me. It sent a shock of pleasure running
through my body and I moaned involuntarily. But then, suddenly, he
pulled out. I felt empty, like something important had slid out from
my body.

"Pick out a nice big shard from your stash, man," he said. "You're not
in the zone yet." I got off the sofa and down on my knees again. I
looked through what was left in in the bag. There was one decent-sized
piece of meth left. The rest of it was all small bits or dust. I
fished the big one out of the bag, and put it on the coffee table. I
grabbed the pipe, but he stopped me. He leaned over and took a look at
it was I wondered what he had planned. "Nice, bro. Now, just bend over
the table and relax." He paused for a second. "You may want these," he
said, handing me the poppers. I took them, and did a huff from the
bottle.

He carefully picked up the shard of meth. With his free hand, he
spread apart my ass cheeks, exposing my hole. I realized he was going
to stick the crystal up my ass, not bothering with the ritual of a
booty bump. I had heard this was almost as intense as
slamming. Terrified of what I'd do flying high, nevertheless, I did
another huff of poppers, forcing myself to relax. His finger pushed
into my hole, guiding the sharp rock into me. I could feel it scr****g
up against my tight moist hole, slowly starting to dissolve and enter
my bloodstream. He pushed his finger in all the way, first one
knuckle, then a second knuckle, and finally the base of his finger.

"There, Matt," he said. "Just relax, and let it melt, bro." I took
another huff from the poppers as he slid his finger out of my hole. I
could feel the shard of tina that he had left behind. I knew it had
already started to dissolve, the d**g going straight to my brain. I
wondered what I would let him do over the next few hours. As his
fingertip slipped out of my hole, he gently massaged it, making it
close up. "That bump should last you for a good while," he said.



I tried to relax, bent over the coffee table with the shard of meth
dissolving in my ass. I watched the porn, trying to take my mind off
my current situation. On screen, the white guy was bent over a couch,
and the black guy was poking his uncut cockhead against the white
boy's ass. It wasn't going to be long before I was in the same
position. Eli's cock was now hard as a rock, and he wasn't going to be
satisfied with just my attempts at deep throating his tool.

"Get up on the couch, bro," Eli said, after a few minutes. My hole was
tingling, almost burning from the bump that had melted inside of
it. It wouldn't be long before I was going to be wagging my butt,
begging Eli to stick his tool up there. "Nice ass. Enjoyed that
view. It's gonna be a pleasure getting in there and breeding your hole
a few times."

I sat on the couch and d****d one of my legs over Eli's massive
thigh. This position kept my hole exposed to Eli. He didn't waste the
opportunity, and started to finger my hole. We were both getting lost
in the d**g-high, feeling the tweak come on strong. "What were you
doing on the west side," I finally asked.

"I was in the state penn, bro," he said. "Free and clear yesterday
afternoon."

"For?" I asked. I hoped I wasn't going too far by asking him.

"Got in a fight, and ended up punching a guy out. Got a year for
it. Just think of it as a year at the gym though." With his free hand,
he rubbed his chest, squeezing his massive pecs. I leaned over and
nibbled on a nip. I was surprised at just how muscular he was; I kept
finding new mounds of muscle to worship. Nor did he have an ounce of
fat on him. "Not worried by that?" he asked.

I shook my head no. All I could think about was how much I needed some
cock. Any cock. And his was right there, hard and ready.

"Guess it takes more to scare you," he said.

I was still locked to his nip, so I just nodded in agreement. He had
moved beyond just playing with my hole and was now sticking a finger
up there. I had relaxed a lot since he had given me the booty bump,
and his finger had slid in easily. "Still pretty tight," he said, not
quite agreeing with my feeling. "Gonna have to let Javi go in first
and get you opened up properly."

Almost as soon as he said that, my phone rang. I had to disentangle
myself from Eli: finger out of my hole, no longer licking his pecs,
and my leg off his thigh. "Hi, this is Matt," I said, finally able to
answer the phone.

"Hey, it's Javier, Eli's bud. I'm at the front gate," the voice on the
phone said.

"Come on up," I said. "You know where it is." I buzzed him in, and
hung up. "It's Javier," I told Eli.

"You gonna meet Javi at the door like that? Totally naked?" he
asked. "He'd dig that. Get him boned right up."

"Why the hell not?" I said. I got up and headed to the front door, my
dick swinging in the air. A few moments later, there was a knock. I
opened it, and Javier was standing there. He wasn't as big as Eli,
probably about six feet high, thinner, but still muscular. Instead of
Eli's stubble he had a small goatee. I couldn't quite tell his race;
it was a mixture of Afro-American and hispanic; maybe blatino was the
best description. Like Eli, his hair was shaved short. The light
drizzle had wet it down a bit though. He was wearing jeans, a t-shirt,
and a light jacket.

"Damn. You guys didn't waste any time getting started." he said,
eyeing me up. He walked in, and I shut the door behind him."

"Yeah, we have," I said.

He paused in the hallway and looked me over. "Turn around," he said. I
did as I was told, feeling acutely naked and vulnerable. "Very nice,"
he said and smacked me on the ass. He took off his damp jacket and I
hung it up. Then we both went into the living room.


"Hey Eli. Good to see you again bro," he said.

"Man, Nice to see you again too," Eli replied.

"When you get out?" Javi asked.

"Yesterday. Just got here this morning."

"Well, welcome home. Got you a little gift." Javi pulled his wallet
out from his pocket. He opened it, and took out a small bag, placing
it on the coffee table. Even from the doorway, I could see it was
stuffed full of tina.

"Fuck, that's totally awesome. Hope you don't have to be anywhere
today." Eli turned to be. "Got another V for Javi?"

"Yeah, I think." I went into the bedroom, and found an extra tablet. I
came back to the living room by way of the kitchen, getting Javier a
beer. I handed both of them to Javi.

"Right on! Gonna be a fun day," he said as he popped the blue pill and
took a swig from the bottle. He turned to Eli. "You're looking
good. How's everything going?"

"Don't ask. Cunt of a nurse was fucking things up. Gotta see Weiss
this week and get my meds right." Eli grabbed the pipe off the
table. "But let's think about better things. Like getting you up to
speed with us."
Eli took the torch and started heating up the glass bowl. Javier sat
down on the couch and took the pipe's stem in his mouth, letting Eli
handle the torch. He took a long hit, and held it. Eli motioned to me
"Shotgun it from him, Matt"

I kneeled down in front of Javi, and took his hit. Like Eli's hits, it
was big. I knew I wouldn't be able to take many more hits from either
without getting way too far gone. Almost as soon as Javi had finished
pushing out the hit to me, he took the pipe and torch, and started to
heat the bowl again. "Gotta catch up with your guys," he said.

"Good plan," said Eli. "Matt's just done a big booty bump and its
barely taken effect."

"Sweet," Javi said, "And you? Where are you?" As he finished
speaking, he put the pipe in his mouth. I couldn't hold my hit any
longer, and exhaled it.

"You know me. I've been sucking on the glass cock ever since I called
you. And Matt's been sucking on my cock. Take the next one as well,
Matt," Eli said. Javi was puffing at the pipe hard, getting as much of
the vapor as he could. Finally when he stopped, he motioned for me to
lean in and take his hit. It was even bigger and stronger than the
first one Javier had done. I inhaled as much of it as I could, but
even so, there was dense fog that escaped. "Nice," Eli said. "You'll
catch up with us soon enough."

"I'm feeling a bit already," Javi said. "But this bowl is spent."

Still kneeling down in front of him, I took the pipe from him. He was
right. The glass bowl was almost empty. As I was examining it, Javi
stood up, and pulled off his shirt, throwing it into a corner. "Use my
stash," he said, indicating the bag he had put on the table. "And
don't skimp on loading it up." Hands shaking from the hits I had
already done, and the booty bump starting to kick in, I emptied nearly
half the bag into the bowl, filling it well.

Javi kicked off his shoes, and pulled off his jeans. He wasn't as
muscular as Eli, but was still well-defined. Across his dark chest,
there was a smattering of hair, and a bit of it was grey. It was
surprisingly sexy on him. He was wearing a pair of boxers and already,
there was a definite tent growing in them. He sat back on the
couch. "You should have the honor of the first hit, Eli," he said.

I lit the torch, and melted the mass of crystals in the bowl. As the
pipe began to smoke, Eli took it from me, and started to suck down the
vapor. I held the torch under it, making sure he got a good hit. As he
finished, he handed the pipe to me. "Your turn, Matt," Eli said,
trying not to let any of the smoke escape from his lungs.

I shook my head no. I was already feeling pretty far gone, and wanted
to slow down a little bit. "Don't be a pussy," Javi said. "I want to
see you do a hit." I reluctantly put the pipe to my mouth, and lit
the torch. As I did my hit, Eli shotgunned Javi. The two of them
started to make out as they finished exchanging the cloud. Javi
reached down and pushed down his boxers as they made out. His cock
sprang free, sticking straight up. Not as big as Eli's, it was still a
very respectable eight inches. At the base, there was a thick bush and
a pair of heavy balls.

As I put down the pipe, Eli broke off his kiss with Javi. "Give me
your hit," he said to me. "Then take Javi's hit." I leaned over
towards Eli, and exhaled the smoke into his mouth. Immediately, Javi
grabbed me, and I was forced to inhale his hit. It took me a moment to
realize that this was the one that Eli had started. We were all
sharing hits now, making sure that the d**gs had maximum
effectiveness. Even third hand, it was bigger and stronger than the
one I just done. I being taken far further than I had ever planned.

"Wow, that was weak bro," Eli said, as he blew out the hit I had
shotgunned him. " You're in the big leagues now. We're going to have
to get you used to what a real man does."

"No k**ding, man," Javi echoed. "Let's do this right. Hand me the
pipe," he said to Eli. Javi grabbed the back of my head, and pulled me
down to his crotch. "Suck me off," he said, as he lit the torch. I
took the tip of his cock in my mouth, feeling the firm warmth of his
head fill my mouth. Javi was taking a long hit on the pipe, enjoying
the combination of getting high and getting his cock licked to a firm
erection.

Eli was the biggest man I had ever encountered. Luckily, Javi wasn't
as big. As his cock got harder, I realized it was going to be about
nine inches long, and reasonably thick. I hoped that he was going to
be the first to enter my hole, since he would help me get ready for
Eli's monster. Javi finished his hit, and let the torch go out as I
continued to service him. He turned to Eli, and then shotgunned the
hit to the muscular black man. Once done, Javi relaxed and let the
waves of pleasure wash over him. "Hot movie," he said, kicking back,
watching the screen as he kept a hand on the back of my head.

There was just enough pressure from Javi to let me know I shouldn't
stop servicing his shaft. I kept up my efforts, trying to get more of
his cock into my mouth. Eli finally letting out his hit. "Yeah, it
is," he said. Noticing my efforts on Javi's, Eli asked, "How's that
feel for you?"

"Pretty damn good. But it would be even better if I could get into his
throat." I knew it was less a request than an order. I pulled off his
cock just long enough to grab the bottle of poppers and do a huff. As
my attention returned to Javi's cock, Eli lit the torch again, getting
ready for another hit. I ignored the sound of the torch and the faint
smell of the crystal and focused on the shaft in front of me. I opened
my mouth and worked my way down as far as I could. I made sure to get
his shaft nice and wet. The extra lubrication would help me when I
eventually had to force it deep into my throat. As Eli drew on the
pipe once more, I felt Javi's cockhead hit the back of my throat.

I swallowed, then forced myself to do what I knew I had to do. I could
feel Javi push into my throat. The poppers were filling my mind, and
all I wanted was to get as much of his man's cock in my mouth as
possible. I tried not to gag. Javi needed a man to worship his cock,
and I was lucky enough to be the cocksucker he had chosen. Even if it
was because I was the only one there, it was still an honor to be on
my knees, Javi allowing his cock to press into my throat. Once his
cock entered my throat, it was surprisingly easy to take all of it. My
lips soon hit the base of his cock, his balls right up against my
chin. There was no response from Javi other than a low moan of
pleasure.

Still keeping his hand on the back of my head, Javi leaned over, and
shotgunned Eli's hit. The two men stayed lip locked, enjoying a long
kiss. I watched these two strong, masculine men kissing each
other. But their intimacy and closeness only made them more desirable
and more unattainable. They were sharing something between them that I
wouldn't ever be able to understand. I knew I was just their toy for
the day, something to help them relate to each other. I was providing
them with the d**gs they were flying on, the porn they were getting
turned on by, and most importantly, the two holes they would be
abusing all day. All of this, I glady gave for their pleasure.

"Nice," Javi said, as they both blew out their smoke. Even though they
had swapped the hit back and forth a few times, my head was still
wrapped in a dense cloud of smoke. I knew they were both getting a
good tweak going. I hardly knew either of them, and what I did know
about the two wasn't good. But yet I was getting them high, and
allowing them get me higher than I had ever been before. I knew the
day, maybe even the weekend, was going to be a memorable experience
for me. However, at the moment, my world was Javi's cock. I wanted it
inside of me. I wanted to keep it hard, to show how much of a man Javi
was, and how easily he had dominated me. At the very least, I wanted
Javier to acknowledge me as a cocksucker.

"Bro, you feeling good yet?" Eli asked Javi. Out of the corner of my
eye, I could Eli was still stroking his massive cock.

"Yeah, definitely getting there," Javi answered. "Cocksucker is doing
a great job on my cock, and the favors are definitely fine." He took
the pipe from Eli. "One more for me, I think," he said.

"Share it with Matt, man. He needs it bad, especially after that last
pussy hit he did," Eli said.

"Right on." He lifted me off of his cock. "Ready for a proper hit?" he
asked me. I was already missing the feeling of his cock in my throat,
and I could only nod in response. To my surprise, he put the pipe in
my mouth first. I had thought he was just going to shotgun his hit to
me. But he held the torch under it. "You need to do a proper hit
first," he said. I waited for the bowl to fill with smoke before I
started to pull. I did several distinct huffs, each time making sure
the bowl re-filled with the thick smoke. Each drag I thought would be
my last, until I looked at Javi or Eli, and knew they wanted me to do
at least one more. Finally, my lungs were full and I simply couldn't
do any more.

"Now, that's how a real man hits the pipe, cocksucker," Javi said,
giving me a sign of his approval. I had a sudden rush of pleasure from
his small acknowledgement, thinking I might just be able to share in
the bond these two men had. But I quickly realized it was only the
favors doing the thinking for me, making me feel more connected than I
had any right to be. "Give it to me," Javier said, leaning into
me. Our mouths met, and I exhaled my hit into his mouth. He didn't try
to break off the kiss, but instead pushed his tongue into my mouth. It
was a nice bonus, and I was glad to share the intimacy with him. He
held the hit for longer than I expect, the entire time his tongue was
probing and exploring my mouth. His cock had already done one round of
exploration, and his tongue was even more proof how he had easily laid
claim to my body and holes.

Finally, he blew the hit right back into my mouth. I wasn't expecting
it, but was able to inhale a good bit of it. Even so, a lot it was
lost in a thick cloud around our heads. Despite being passed back and
forth, it was still strong hit, at least as strong as any I had
done. I knew I was going to soon regret partying so hard with these
men. I wasn't sure of my choices or actions. My only guide to what to
do was to make sure these men were hard, they were happy, and any of
their desires were satisfied "There's another hit for you,
cocksucker," Javi said. "Getting you where I want you."

"Right on," Eli said. "Got any left in the pipe? You're still lagging
behind me and the cocksucker."

Javier took the pipe from me, and looked at it. "Still enough for at
least one good hit." The bowl was warm from my hit and began to smoke
quickly as he held the torch under it. Javi puffed a few times on the
pipe, clearing out the bowl, and then began to suck on the glass cock
in earnest. It seemed like he was on the pipe for an eternity, but my
sense of time was so distorted, it was probably less than a
minute. Finally, he let the torch go out, and took one last drag,
emptying the bowl.

"Spent?" asked Eli. Javi nodded, and I took the pipe from him in order
to re-fill it. Before I could do anything, Javi grabbed me. He wanted
to shotgun the hit to me. I shook my head no. I was really starting to
feel the tweak, with my cock throbbing and my hole itching. Even as I
started to smack my lips involuntarily, a classic sign for me of being
tweaked, Javi locked onto my mouth and pushed his hit into my body. I
inhaled as he wanted, and it filled me up. I held it as long as I
could, as Javi explored my mouth with his tongue.

Eli leaned into us, pushing Javier away. He forced his lips against
mine, rubbing his thick stubble against my face. I knew
what to do, and exhaled the hit into his waiting mouth. He sucked it
in, fast draining my lungs. I had to break off the kiss, just to
get some air in my lungs. Before I could breathe, Javi grabbed me back, and
re-filled me with more of the d**g. Eli and I sat there, letting
the tina soak into our bloodstream and head to our brains.

Finally, Eli exhaled. Only then did I feel ok in exhaling my own
hit. Neither cloud was as thick as earlier ones, but they still were
getting the job done. "Good?" Eli asked Javier.

"Oh yeah. Time to have some fun," Javi said.



I put the pipe and torch down, then turned back to Javier. He had
pulled off his boxers, and was now naked and hard, leaning back on the
couch. His eyes were sort of focused on the TV, but also dreamy and
distant as he was enjoying the start of the high. "Suck me, man," he
said. I did a hit of the poppers, and returned to kneeling between his
legs. I licked the tip of his cock, tasting a small drop of
pre-cum. My hands were resting on his hips, and as I wrapped my lips
around his cockhead, I felt him beginning to relax. This was something
he knew how to enjoy: enjoying the first perfect moments of a crystal
high and a personal cocksucker working on his cock. He knew it would
only be a few moments before I had most of his penis in my mouth and
his cockhead pressing into my throat.

"Right on, bro," Eli said, "Swallow that Latino cock." He and Javi
started to make out, as Eli stroked his cock. Out of the corner of my
eye, I could see that it was still the same size, as big and thick as
ever. I was terrified of the moment when he was going to try to shove
his tool into my ass. But I also knew there would be no way I'd refuse
him that pleasure, especially with the crystal fueling my every
action. I tried not to think about the future and what I'd be called
on to do. When the time came, I'd face it and take it like a good
bottom. While I had been thinking, I had gotten Javi's cockhead all
the way to the back of my mouth, just hitting my throat.

It was time to try my best and swallow his cock. I hoped that I would
be able to avoid gagging, but was scared that I couldn't control my
reactions with a thick cock in my throat. With all the hits we had
done from the glass pipe, my mouth was dry, and it wasn't as easy as
earlier to get used to his hard shaft going into me. But Javier was
definitely ready for me to take his entire cock and to go all the way
down. He had put his hand on the back of my head, gently but firmly
pressing me further onto his cock. I swallowed, and relaxed my
throat. With a pop, his cockhead invaded my throat and stretched it
out. "Fuck man! That's what I'm needing now," Javi said. He pushed on
the back of my head harder, forcing me to swallow the entire length of
his cock. He was no longer being gentle or slow about it, but made me
take the entire length of his shaft in one fast stroke. I wasn't
expecting his sudden thrust, and had to force myself to calm down and
suppress a gag.

"You ok there, white boy?" Eli asked me. I was still trying to get
used to all of Javi's cock in my throat, but I nodded yes
anyway. Javi's tool was cutting off my air supply and I knew I would
have to pull off shortly, just to catch my breath. But for a few more
moments, I would let Javi have the joy of a warm throat around his
cock. And I would have the pleasure of a hard cock stretching out my
throat.

"He's trying not to gag, I can tell," Javi said. "Feels fucking
awesome for me though."

"Maybe a different position would be better, bro?" Eli said. I
couldn't keep Javi's cock in my throat any longer. I needed to breath
and to have something to drink. Javi released the pressure on the back
of my head, and let me pull off. Eyes blurry, I gasped a few times,
and looked at the two dark men, watching my every move. "Let's go into
the bedroom, bro." Eli said.

I coughed a bit and was finally able to speak. "Yea, that would be
good." It was nice to be able to breath again finally, although I was
already missing sucking on their cocks. All I could think about was
getting a cock, any cock, back into my mouth. My ass was twitching as
well, the shard of crystal inside me had finally melted. I wanted to
get fucked as well as suck cock.

"You got a TV in there?" Eli asked. "This is a hot movie," he
continued.

"Yeah, I do. No worries." I stood up and gathered the supplies I had
brough out: pipe, torch, crystal, lube, poppers. I went to the TV and
stopped the movie, pulling the DVD from the player.

"You want anything else to drink?" I asked the guys. "Water? Juice?
Vodka? Beer?"

"How about a screwdriver?" Javi asked.

"You got any more vitamin V for us," Eli asked me. It took me a second
to realize what he was referring to, the Viagra I had provided for the
two men.

"I'll have to check." I went into the bedroom, dropping off every
thing I had gathered, before returning to the living room. Eli and
Javi were still on the couch, just stroking their cocks. One of Javi's
hands was resting on Eli's muscular thigh. Although the two were
utterly comfortable with each other naked and aroused, it was hard to
tell if this was just a friendship or something deeper. I had a
suspicion that I was a crucial element here, someone to act as an
intermediary for these two men and receptacle for their needs,
desires; their cocks and loads.

In the kitchen, I made two screwdrivers, and brought them out. I took
a swig from one, and handed it to Javi. I offered the other to Eli,
but he motioned I should drink it myself. "To the bedroom, guys?" I
asked.

Eli and Javi got up, somewhat reluctantly aroused from their
relaxation. They followed me into the bedroom. I put the DVD on, and
fast forwarded it to the next scene. I knew it was a three-way: a
black and a white top on a white bottom. It opened with the bottom
alternately sucking off the two tops. "Right on, man," Javi said,
standing and staring at the large flat-screen TV on the dresser. Eli
hopped on the bed and leaned against the headboard. Almost
immediately, he started stroking his cock and watched the action
unfold on the TV.

"You got that extra V for us?" Eli asked me. I went over to the
bedtable, where I had put the supplies, and looked in the drawer. I
shuffled around in the drawer, looking through my stash. I found not
only another viagra, but a full bag of crystal.

"Double bonus," I said. I showed him the stash of tina and the viagra.

"Right on bro. Hope you don't have any plans for the rest of the day."
He turned to Javier. "He's got another V for us to share. And more
tina when we need it. Or he needs it." The two of them laughed at the
last comment. I put the baggie down, and handed the V to Eli. He took
it, carefully split it in half, and washed one half down with the
screwdriver. He handed the other half to Javi who swallowed it
dry. Eli grabbed the bottle of lube, and poured some on his cock. I
was used to needing only a small squeeze of the lube, but Eli needed
far more; he poured it on for a few seconds. Even that just barely
coated his entire penis.

I was dividing my attention between the screen, where the bottom was
still servicing the two tops and Javier, who had been playing with his
cock. Javier noticed me watching him jerk off. "You ready for more of
this, man?" he asked.

I nodded. "Yeah, I am." I took one last swig of the cocktail and put
it down. I kneeled down in front of him, my head ending up level with
his tool. Despite being hard, his cock was long, thick and heavy
enough that it only just stuck out straight, almost hanging down a bit
from the its own weight. I did a quick hit of poppers, and took his
cockhead into my mouth. Javi reached down and grabbed the poppers from
me. He did a long hit from the bottle, screwed on the cap, then handed
them back to me. As the poppers hit me, he grabbed the back of my
head, and pulled me down on his cock.

Soon after hitting me, the poppers hit Javi. He started to drive the
blow job. He forced his cock to the back of my mouth almost
immediately. It was all about his pleasure and he didn't care about
me. At that moment, I was just a mouth for him. I prepared myself for
him to push down my throat, and as expected, he did. His cockhead slid
deep, and I suppressed the inevitable gag. I had to tilt my head up to
accomodate the length of his shaft, an uncomfortable position for
me. But he didn't notice or care, shoving his dick roughly all the way
in, and then quickly pulling out. I did my best to keep up with him,
but between the angle of my head and the intensity of his mouth-fuck,
it was hard for me to not gag on his pole each time he went deep.

"Not having a good time of it, huh?" Eli said, watching us from the
bed. "Why don't you try the side of the bed?" I wasn't sure what he
meant by that position.

Javi knew exactly what Eli mean. "Right on. Get on the bed, Matt. Get
on your back, and hang your head off the side." Explained by Javi, I
knew what Eli had meant by the side of the bed. I had only seen that
position in movies before, and never imagined that I would be the
cocksucker getting facefucked that way. Javi pulled his cock out of my mouth,
and waited. I was still on my knees, not sure if I was ready for that
position. "Come on man. Do it," he said.

Eli laughed. "You don't have a choice here, Matt. And don't
worry. Once you're in position, you'll fucking love it," he said. "Or
at least Javi will love fucking you."

Still, I hesitated. "Come on, Matt," Javier said. "You know you want
to feel this cock in your throat again." He slapped his hard cock
lightly, and it bounced right in front of me. My mouth watered and
reluctantly, I got onto the bed. I was lying next to Eli, only with my
head by his feet. I leaned back over the side of my bed, assuming the
position as Javier stood in front of me, his cock almost exactly level
with my mouth. He had a straight shot into my throat. "Fuck, this is
perfect," he said.

"Right on," Eli said. "You're gonna stretch open up his throat for me?"

"Of course." Javier handed me the bottle of poppers. I tilted my head
up enough to do a hit, then handed them back to him. As the poppers
took effect, I opened my mouth. Sooner or later, I knew Javi was going
to slide his cock into my mouth, and worse, open up my throat. I
needed to know just how bad that would be. The anticipation would
probably be worse than the actual event, and I wanted to face my fears
head on.

"Ready, cocksucker?" Javi asked me. From my position on the bed, his
cock and balls loomed large. I could just barely see his face, but I
knew he was smiling and eager to be inside me. Driven by the crystal
and poppers, I nodded meekly. I only thought about giving him the
pleasure he deserved. He slid his dick into my mouth, his cockhead
first filling my mouth, then far too soon, it pressed against the back
of my mouth. I swallowed, and Javi's shaft pushed into my throat,
filling it and opening it up.

Even knowing that this invasion of my body was going to happen, I
still had to fight back my gag reflex. Without stopping, Javi forced
the entire length of his cock into me. His cock more than choked off
my air supply. Above all, I wanted this invasion to stop, not have my
nose buried in Javi's balls, and to be able to breath freely. I forced
myself to relax and let my mind be ruled by the poppers and crystal
and the needs they created in me. I had to accept Javier's manhood in
my throat. I had to accept it as my lot in life, and my purpose. It
took some effort, but slowly, I was able to find the pleasure in his
throat-fuck. Javier was moaning slowly as he forced his shaft in and
out of my mouth--his cockhead stayed buried in my throat. Those moans
alone made it almost bearable, to know that I was the source of that
pleasure.

Over the wet sound of Javi's cock sliding in and out of my throat, I
could hear Eli jerking his rod. "Yeah bro, get that cocksucker's
throat open for me." From the moment Javier entered my throat, I knew
I would have to take Eli's cock. How I was going to manage it was
still largely unclear to me. Javier was just choking me; Eli was going
to rip open my throat. Javi pulled out a little further than normal,
his cockhead now in my mouth. I took the opportunity to gulp in some
air before he pushed back into my throat.

"He's a natural. Warm, wet, tight. And not gagging. At least not much
right now," Javier said. He reached down and craddled my head in his
hands. It was a tender gesture on his part, a kindness that his
interactions with Eli had just hinted he was capable of. But this time
was a feint; he held my head tightly, and used his grip on me for
additional leverage. His cock forced its way back in me, ending up
deeper into my gut. Slowly, a dribble of his pre-cum helped to
lubricate my throat. "Nice fucking throat," he said, his cock hard in
my throat.

Javi's dark shaft was in my mouth and his cockhead was pressing into
my throat. I tried to focus, to allow my mind to let go of anything
other than this inescapable fact of my life. But the crystal wouldn't
let me concentrate. I would think about everything that was still to
come for me: to the uncertain pleasure of Eli's cock in my mouth; the
inevitable moment when Javi would penetrate my asshole, and finally,
when Eli would use me like the white bitch I was. d**g-fogged, all I
could think of was my pleasure in making these men happy. I imagined
all the ways I could use my body and its many holes to achieve their
desires for pleasure.

Even though my reviverie was personally arousing, I was dragged back
to the real world by the undeniable existence of Javi's tool. There
was no escaping the throat fucking he was administering; he would pull
his cock almost all the way out of my mouth, give me a moment to get a
quick breath, then force himself all the way back into my throat.
Each time his shaft hit the back of my mouth and pushed all the way in
I struggled to keep from gagging. "Fuck man. I wish I had met you
months ago," Javi said. "Best damn cocksucker I've had in a long
time."

"You think he's ready for me yet?" Eli asked from the bed.

"Almost there," Javi said. "He's almost done with the warm-up cock."
He pulled all the way out, and I was finally able to tilt my head up
enough to see him. He had that d**g-glazed look on his face, but a big
smile, and his hard cock was just inches away from me. "Do another hit
of these," he said to me, handing me the bottle of poppers again.

I took them greedily, and did two long hits, one in each nostril. I
handed the bottle back to him, and let my head drop back down. My
mouth was again right at cock level. "Right on," Javier said, as he
slid his cockhead into my mouth. His cock was still wet from my
saliva. I expected him to go straight for my throat again, but he
paused. I heard him do a long hit of poppers and then another. My hit
had begun to take effect, and I started to suck on his cock, licking
up every drop of pre-cum that I could. I wanted dick, but I needed his
pre-cum. "Slow down there, cowboy," Javier said, putting a hand on my
head to keep me still. "Give me a second."

He screwed the top on the poppers, then waited. I realized he was
waiting for the poppers to hit, and I wondered what kind of throat
fuck I needed to prepare myself for. He tossed the bottle on the bed,
then grabbed the back of my head with both hands. In a single,
forceful thrust, he pushed his cock all the way into my throat. Once
again, I was impaled on his sword, and I struggled to keep from
gagging. "Fuck yeah, this is what I needed," Javi said, as he pulled
out, and thrust back in. "Too long since I've had a blow job like
this."

"Damn man, get him ready for me," Eli said. He had a weirdly flat
tone. Even thought I knew he was stroking his cock, I knew that the
crystal had hit him just as hard as it had hit me. "He'll need to be
stretched wide open to take me." Having already tried to take his
cock, I knew he wasn't joking.

However, Eli was still to come. My immediate concern was
Javi. Although he wasn't as thick or quite as long as Eli, he still
had an impressive piece of meat. At that moment, his fat meat was deep
in my throat, and his heavy balls were right against my nose. Sooner
or later, I would have to drain those balls of their accumulated
sperm. I found myself turned on by the idea: that I was lucky enough
to get this man off. That I was able to swallow his sperm. Or to take
his load up my ass.

Although I knew that this feeling of luck was driven more by the
poppers and tina, I didn't care. These thoughts and fantasies helped
me to realize that Javi's cock was something that needed to be deep in
my throat and not a unnatural intrusion. I surprised even myself when
I grabbed Javi's muscular ass and held him tight against my mouth. I
only wanted to worship this man, and right then, the best way I knew
was to make mouth-love to his manhood.

"Slow down there, Tiger," Javi said, gently prying my hands off his
body and pulling out again. I gasped as his cockhead slid out of my
throat, both because I needed the oxygen and because I suddenly
realized how empty my throat was. "We're just starting here; there's
no need for you to rush." He cradled my head in his hands, and slowly
pumped his cock in and out. "Don't want to shoot too soon." It was
clear this wasn't the first time he had done this. He was expertly
teasing my tonsils: pushing in just enough to get me to start gagging,
but also just enough for me to want the discomforting peace of a cock
stretching out my throat. "You're going to fucking love his throat,"
Javi said to Eli.

"Good?" Eli said. I knew that he had been jerking off the entire time,
but from my position, I could only see Javier, and even then just his
balls and ass.

"Oh yeah," Javi said. "He's a fucking expert cocksucker. Knows just
when to gag too. Feels so damn good on my cock." He pushed back in. I
hadn't expected the penetration, and had to stifle my gag
reflex. "See?" Javi said, as I flailed a bit, trying to find my peace.

"Fucking got me boned up here, bro," Eli said. "Work that throat a bit
more." Javi leaned over me, forcing his cock just a tiny bit
deeper. It was at most a quarter of an inch but it felt like he was
ramming inch after inch into me. Javi stood back up, and some of his
cock slipped out. He was big enough that this felt like no change at
all. I heard him unscrew the top on the poppers, and take a hit. "Give
him a hit too," Eli said. "I love how it makes him into a cock-crazed
slut."

Javi did as Eli told him, and pulled his cock far enough out for him
to hold the poppers under my nose. I inhaled greedily, wanting to
impress both of these dark-skinned men with my compliance and
eagerness to serve. It didn't take long for the poppers to take
effect. "Please," I said, as best I could with Javi's cock still
partially in my mouth. I knew Javi knew what I needed

Javi obliged, and his cock slid all the way into me, forcing itse way
into my throat. "Oh yeah, this is what I fucking need," he said. I no
longer cared what he needed. I was flying on the poppers, and all what
I needed was the thick piece of meat I had willingly impaled my face
on. Driven by the d**gs, all I wanted was for Javi to fuck my face,
pound my mouth, tear up my throat, and shoot his load deep into my
stomach.

"He can take all of your shaft?" Eli asked.

"Fuck yeah. I'm Balls deep in the slut's mouth," Javi said. He had
slowed his thrusts down some from the earlier face-fuck, taking his
time to explore my throat with his cock. I could feel a bit of pre-cum
leaking out from his dick. It was lubricating my throat and his entry
into my body. As the poppers wore off, I had a clearer realization of
what this scene would look like to an observer. A clean-cut white boy
with a gym body was lying on his back, his head hanging over the edge
of the bed. A latino had his brown cock deep in the white man's
throat, while on the bed, a muscular black ex-con was stroking his
massive cock. The dim grey morning light filtering in through the
shades picked out the last of the dissapating clouds from the trio's
crystal meth hits. And I was that white boy, choking on the latino
cock, tweaked out of my mind, waiting for the black ex-con to take his
turn

"Think he's ready for me? I'm getting bored of stroking here."

"One way to find out. And if he's not, your legs are plenty strong
enough to force it in." I hoped there would also be some poppers to
help. They wouldn't make a huge difference in the strict anatomical
issues of fitting Eli's tool in my tight throat, but they would grease
my mental sk**s. It would be less Eli r****g my throat and a little
more me giving him the deep blow job he deserved. "He's all yours,
man," Javi said as he pulled his cock out of my mouth and left me
gasping for breath.



I lifted my head up a bit to see what was happening. Crystal-dazed, it
took Eli a moment to realize it was his turn. He leaned up in the
bed and grabbed a towel to wipe off his hands. He took the glass pipe off
the bedtable, examined it closely, and then frowned. "Needs more," he
said, and grabbed one of the bags of tina. He carefully stuck the
stem of the pipe into the bag, scooped up some of the crystals and
tapped them into the bowl of the pipe. He repeated these actions
several times, finally filling the bowl of the pipe with the tina.

Eventually he was happy, and put the bag back on the bed table. Eli
swung his legs over the side of the bed, stood up, and grabbed the
torch. I watched as he melted the crystals. I wondered what he was
thinking. Javi was dividing his attention between Eli and the TV
screen. On screen, I knew that the scene had shifted, and the bottom
was now getting fucked by one of the tops. Javi was clearly getting
inspired by the porn, and got on the bed, kneeling down between my
legs. He spread them wide, exposing my hole to the cool air.

"Want a hit?" Eli asked Javi, indicating the crystal-filled pipe.

Javi nodded, and Eli handed him the pipe and torch. Javi did a hit,
and held it as he returned the tools of the trade to Eli. "Fuck," Javi
said, exhaling a thick cloud that fell slowlyto the ground.

"Good shit, isn't it?" Eli said. "Our friend Matt here doesn't skimp."
He was standing in front of me, his cock hanging heavy in front of my
face. I knew it would be just minutes until my mouth was stretched
wide around it. "Your turn, Matt." He bent over me, and stuck the stem
of the pipe in my mouth. "Suck on this glass cock, and then I'll feed
you a real cock," he said, as he held the torch under the pipe. "And
none of those pussy hits you've been doing."

I sucked on the pipe. Eli had loaded the pipe up well, and it was easy
to fill my lungs with the cloud. After draining the bowl a few times,
I nodded, but he just smiled and said, "Three more, Matt. And then
hold it for me." I did as I was told, inhaling deeply from the pipe
three more times, before mercifully, Eli pulled it away from me. My
lungs were full. "My turn," he said. He turned around, facing the TV,
letting me get a good view of his butt. It was just as muscular as the
rest of him, a perfect sculpture carved out of dark ebony. "Blow it up
my hole, Matt," he said. I lowered my head, pressing my face into his
crack. He assisted by taking a short step back, which pushed his ass
right into my face.

His butt was just as muscular as it looked, and I had to grab it with
my hands to separate the meaty cheeks. Nestled between the cheeks,
surrounded by a spray of hair, was his hole. I started to lick around
his hole, tasting the last bit of soap from his shower and some
sweat. "Fuck yeah," Eli said, as my tongue flicked across his hole. He
lit up the torch. "This is the life. Getting my ass kissed by a white gym
rat and partying with my bro, Javi."

Javier laughed, and I felt him spread my legs further apart, exposing
my vulnerable hole to him. "Feel free to blow it up there, Matt," Eli
said, as he flicked the torch and started to suck on the pipe. I
exhaled, trying to get the smoke into Eli's hole.

I did an only adequate job of blowing it up Eli's hole, but as the
last of the cloud escaped my lungs, Javier grunted in
approval. "Finally, Matt. You did a real man's hit." It didn't take
long for that fresh hit of crystal to hit me. It made me feel good. It
felt right to be on my back in my own bed, my face deep in Eli's ass
and my tongue probing and penetrating his ass. He was forcing his ass
against me, getting my tongue even deeper in his hole. I didn't care
what this looked like any more. All I wanted was to make him feel
good, feel like a man, and if that required me licking his butt, I was
more than happy to do it.

I could only imagine what his life in prison was like. These pleasures
seemed like a small reward for the time he had spent behind bars. It
wasn't even a reward, strictly speaking. I knew in my heart that these
things: d**gs, sex, my submission, were things Eli deserved. He
deserved for me to be licking his ass, for me to be making him feel so
good, and for me to be getting his cock hard. Eventually, I'd let him
penetrate me, first my mouth and then my ass. He'd and use me for his
pleasure, and no matter how aggressive or forceful he was, I'd take
it. He knew that. Javi knew that. They knew it was my role for the
day, to be something the two men used for their pleasure.

As I rimmed Eli, he did another hit off the pipe. I wondered how much
he had been able to party while in prison. As well, I wondered how
much a guy of his size would need to get a good tweak going. I didn't
really care; I knew if I ran out of tina, more was just a simple phone
call away. I'd buy as much as he wanted. I wanted him to be as high as
he wanted. When he exahled the hit, he relaxed a bit, lowering his ass
a bit further onto my face. I responded by forcing my tongue deeper
into his hole. I was enjoying this. I knew that each minute my tongue
was up his ass was a minute where his cock wasn't stretching out my
throat. But, as intimate and close as the rimjob was, I knew I'd
eventually have to take his cock, anyway he wanted to give it to me.

"Ready for the real thing, Matt?" Eli finally said. He stepped back,
and turned around. His cock was hard now. It was big enough that even
hard, it couldn't stand up straight, but hung down, the fat head just
barely touching my lips. "Time for you to swallow it all."

I opened my mouth wide, preparing myself for him to enter. "Think he
can take it all?" Javi asked.

"I know he will. He doesn't have a choice." Eli leaned in just a hair,
but more than enough to steer his cockhead into my mouth. There was a
tiny bead of pre-cum at the tip. I licked it up eagerly. His shaft was
still wet from the lube. I didn't mind it at all, since I knew the lube
would make it that much easier for him to slide into my throat.

"You'll want this," Javi said, and pressed the poppers into my
hand. Eli pulled his cock back just enough for me to do a hit. I
inhaled deeply, I needed all the help I could just to take Eli's
cock. "That's an ok start," Javi continued. I did another deep hit,
then handed the bottle back to Javi. "Give it to Eli," Javi said,
refusing the bottle.

Reluctantly, I reached up and handed the poppers to Eli. I wasn't sure
if I wanted him to be doing them while I was still getting used to his
cock in my mouth. But Javi's tone made it clear I had no
choice. "Right on," Eli said. "Let's get this started." He leaned in
again, his cockhead brushing up against my lips. I opened my mouth,
and his dick entered me.

Even though I had been on my knees worhsipping him earlier in the
morning, this was the first time all over again. It wasn't so much the
physical challenges of Eli's thick cock in my mouth, but the mental
effort required to understand my new position and my new role. I had a
black man's cock in my mouth. A huge black cock, and I was hardly
fighting it as it pentrated deeper; Eli didn't wait to press up
against the back of my throat. I gave up the last resistance to
penetration; I found myself craning my neck to get another millimeter
or two of Eli's shaft inside of me.

"Hungry, aren't you?" Eli asked me. He did another hit from the
poppers. "Ready for more?" he asked me. He was asking me if he could
push past the back of my mouth and into my throat. I could tell this
was transitioning from a blow job to a face fuck, and I found myself
wanting that change. I wanted to make Eli happy. Allowing him
unfettered access to my throat was the smallest thing I could do.

I nodded, and Eli pushed his hips forward. I swallowed slightly, and
his beer-can cock entered my throat. Immediately, I was choking, my
gag reflex kicking in hard as his massive tool blocked my
throat. "Just relax, Matt" Eli said. "Your throat feels fucking
awesome." I concentrated on his cock, forcing my rising panic to
subside. It wasn't easy, but the initial terror passed, and I began to
feel a faint glimmer of pleasure in his thick hardness dominating my
body.

As Eli forced another inch of his cock into my mouth, he ran a finger
down my cheek and along my throat. "Fuck Eli, you can see his throat
stretch," Javi said. His hand still on my throat, Eli traced out the
bulge from where his pole was. His casual touch me feel very small. I
was turning into little more than a hole Eli was using. I wondered if
he would have been just as happy with a sex doll. But even if I was
his first available hole, he had still picked me. His cock was in my
throat, he was hard as a rock, and it was my body he was using to get
off.

"Like that, huh," Eli said. Javi batted my cock, which, despite the
tina, had started to get hard. I realized I liked this role, a
plaything for these hot black and latino men. "Want more?" Eli asked.

Without thinking, I nodded yes. I wanted all of Eli's cock inside me,
even if I was going to have to fight against my own gag reflex. "Right
on," Eli said, and another inch of his shaft slid in. My throat was
stretched wide, and now, I couldn't even breath. But it didn't
matter. What mattered was this dominant black man getting his cock
serviced. And for me to do it without complaining. Another inch of
dark meat slid into me and I repeated the now familiar process of
fighting back the urge to gag.

"Almost there," Eli said. "Just another bit, and you'll have swallowed
the whole thing." He did another hit of poppers. I badly wanted one as
well, but my position made inhaling from the bottle impossible: Eli's
balls were slapping against my nose, and my mouth was filled with his
cock. In a slow, relentless grind, he pressed the last of his dick
into me. His thick pubic hair was on my chin, his balls now resting
against my nose, and his cockhead felt like it was right in my
stomach.

"I didn't think he could do it," Javi said. He had stopped playing
with my cock, and was now starting to finger my hole. It wasn't going
to be long before my other hole was going to be penetrated and filled.

"I knew he could," Eli said. As they nonchalantly talked about me, all
I could think of was getting this thing, this b**st, out of my throat
and getting some fresh air. I did my best to relax, to gently nurse
Eli's cock, and let him know I was here for whatever he wanted, no
matter how it made me feel. "Need some air, Matt?" Eli asked, noticing
my discomfort.

I nodded eagerly. It seemed like years since I had last had a
breath. "And I bet you need another hit off the pipe as well," he
continued as he started to pull his cock out of my mouth. The entry
had been difficult, but it was easy compared to him pulling out. I
could feel each inch of his cockhead as it rubbed against my
throat. The flare on his head acted like a squeegee, wiping up any
saliva that might have lubricated its passage. This blow job was only
going to get worse from here on out.

When it was just Eli's cockhead in my mouth, I could finally breathe.
I inhaled deep breaths through my nose and I opened up my mouth as
wide as I could. He pulled the last of his cock out. My throat had
managed to get him a little harder; his shaft was now sticking out
straight in front of him, not hanging down as before. "Nice job
Matt. Get me hard, and there weren't any accidents with your teeth,"
Eli said. It was a bit sad that his small compliment made me happier
than I had been the entire morning.

"Want the pipe?" Javier asked Eli, leaning over to grab it off the
bedtable.

"Sure. And I bet you're up for a hit as well?"

"Right on," Javier said. I leaned up enough to see him starting to
heat up the bowl. "I'm itching to get inside him," he said. As the
white fog began to escape from the top of the pipe, I knew he was
talking about my ass. Strangely, I was looking forward to these men
penetrating me. I was in an exceptionally good mood and felt open to
just about anything.

"Perfect bro," Eli said. "You've done a great job of opening him up
for me." Javier finished sucking on the pipe, and handed it to me. It
was still hot and smoking, so I took a few puffs before the bowl
cooled down. "That's not a hit, Matt," Eli said. I exhaled; it seemed
like a decent sized hit to me. But Javier just shook his head as he
exhaled: the smoke surrounded his head completely.

"Let's try this again," Javier said. As he spoke, he grabbed my legs,
rolling me up a bit. He leaned in, and buried his face in my ass. His
tongue flicked across my hole, teasing me and opening me up. "Fuck,
that's good," he said slightly muffled, his head buried in my crack.

I examined the pipe. There was still a big pool of crystal, so I lit
the torch, melted it, and took a long hit. As I sucked on the pipe,
Javier's tongue explored more of my hole and got ever deeper inside
me. I squirmed a bit, trying to get more of Javi's tongue in my hole,
while trying to manage the smoking glass cock and torch.

"Whoa there, cowboy," Eli said. He put a hand on my shoulder, and
pressed down to keep me in place. "You're gonna get more dick than you
can handle soon enough. Just relax for now." Unable to get any more of
the crystal, I let the torch go out, and passed the pipe to Eli.

"Hold it," Eli said, as he sucked on the last bit from my hit. "And
open your mouth for me." My lungs were full of smoke, but I was able
to open my mouth enough for Eli's cockhead to slide in. He exhaled,
then immediately did another hit. "Ready?" he asked me.

I nodded and he pressed his cock into my mouth. The head first pressed
against the back of my throat, then slid all the way in. This time I
didn't gag. The tina had finally overwhelmed my desires and all I
wanted were both of these men inside me. I was enjoying Javi rimming
me, but now I wanted his cock. I knew it would be so easy and quick
for him to enter me: slide a condom over his cock, smear a bit of
lube, and he'd be in deep before I realized it. And I wanted all of
Eli's cock back in my throat. I knew I'd have a wicked sore throat in
the morning, but it was something I badly wanted. Tomorrow, I'd endure
it as a badge of courage and maybe even find a way to enjoy it.

"Slides right in," Eli said. Once more, all I could see were his heavy
balls and some of his ass. Even so, I could hear the pleasure in his
voice. This was what he wanted: his brain bathed in crystal, his cock
hard and buried inside of me, and his friend opening up my ass for his
use.

"Ready for more?" Javi asked me, taking a brief break from licking my
asshole. I immediately knew what he meant, and I knew I was ready for
it. More than just ready, I needed it. I needed a hard cock to
brutally fuck my hole.

"Oh, I'm sure he is," Eli said, answering for me. "But his mouth is
full right now. And he can stop holding that hit whenever you're
ready. But the longer, the better." Eli pulled his cock out just
enough for me to be able to breathe again. I took the opportunity to
exhale. I was surprised at the size of the hit; the smoke engulfed my
head, and slowly drifted down to the ground. "Not bad, Matt," Eli
said, also impressed by the hit I had done.

My mouth no longer full, I took the opporunity to speak, "There are
condoms in the bedtable," I said. Then Eli stuffed his cock back
in my mouth.

"Great," Javier said. Before I could say anything else or even get one
last breath, Eli pressed his cock back into my throat. This felt
amazing; a thick, hard cock in my throat and a warm tongue right
against my hole. I forced myself not to gag, thinking about the
pleasure Eli must be feeling, being able to dominate me so
completely. Unfortunately, Javier stopped licking my ass, which made
it harder to ignore Eli's shaft pressing into me, blocking my ability
to breathe.

Javi pulled open the drawer, and I could hear him looking around in
the drawer. "You got any Magnums?" he asked me. "I hate these regular
rubbers." Still impaled on Eli's shaft, I couldn't answer him
immediately. I heard him rummaging through the drawer, and I wondered
what else I had in there.

"Just pull out before you cum," Eli said. "Matt'll be cool with
that."

I heard what Eli said, but it never got through my brain. I had a
massive black cock deep in my throat, and my ass was itching. All I
could think about was pleasure: my pleasure in getting fucked, Eli and
Javier's pleasure in using me. All I wanted was to have fun: to get my
face and ass fucked hard, to let these men get off using my body for
their pleasure. A condom seemed so unimportant in the moment, compared
to the critical pleasures that I needed to give and get.

"Yeah," I said, as best I could sucking off Eli. "Just pull out." I
doubt they could understand what I was saying.

But, it didn't matter. Javier had found something in the drawer. "Is
this lube? Or G?" he asked. I knew what it was. It was a small vial of
clear liquid hiding in the back of the drawer. I had noticed the G
looking for the Viagra, but thought neither of them would be
interested in it.



"Damn, Matt," Eli said. "You holding out on us?"

Eli was still deep in my throat, and I was only barely able to speak. "It's
G," I managed to croak out, hoping that at least they'd be able to figure
out what I had said from context alone.

"Fuck yeah," Javier said. "This day just gets better and better. Plenty of
tina. Hot white muscle stud ass that's totally up for bareback. And now
some G to make it all the better." He was silent for a second. "Damn, it
tastes awful," he said. I wondered how much he had done.

"Some muscle ass will get that taste out of your mouth," Eli said,
laughing. "And hand me the bottle." Once more, Javier's tongue was on my
ass, pushing in and opening me further up. I squirmed, trying to get more
of his tongue into my hole. "Easy there, cowboy," Eli said. "You'll get
what you need soon enough. My turn on the G now." He slowed down his
thrusts while he was swallowing a capful. "You want some too?" he asked me.
"Of course you do."

I nodded as best I could. "Right on. Let's do this properly," he continued.
He slowly pulled out of my throat, until his cockhead was the only thing
still in my throat. Then I could finally lift my head and look around the
bedroom and the scene that was unfolding. As I shifted, Javier stopped
rimming my ass and stood to watch me get dosed as well. Eli was looking
down at me with an evil grin on his face. In one hand, he held the open
bottle of G; in the other, the cap for the bottle. He pulled his dick the
rest of the way out of my mouth; it stuck straight out in front of him and
glistened from my spit. Carefully, he measured out a small capful of the
liquid. "Ready for it?" he asked me.

I nodded, expecting him to pour the contents of the cap into my mouth and
letting me swallow it. Instead, he just stood there and said, "Open your
mouth." I did as he instructed, and opened my mouth wide. With a set of
precise moves that was surprising given the amount of crystal he had done
and the sheer size of his tool, he maneuvered his cockhead back into my
mouth. With his head lodged securely in my mouth, he poured the thick
liquid on the top of his cock and let the bitter liquid run down his shaft,
right into my mouth. "Be sure to get every drop," he said, with a chuckle.
"Every drop."

I craned my neck up, getting the entire length of his d**g- contaminated
dickshaft into my mouth and then wrapped my lips around his fat tube. The
foul taste of the G had filled my mouth, but the pleasure of having his
cock in my mouth again more than made up for it. Fastidiously, I licked
every drop of the G I could find off his cock. I swallowed as much as I
could, and also swallowed more of his thick tube. As I sucked him off, Eli
started once more to drip pre-cum. The salty fluids helped to wash down the
G as well as get rid of the foul taste stuck in my mouth.

As I worked on Eli's cock, Javier returned his attention to my ass, his
tongue probing and penetrating my hole. "You think he's ready?" Eli asked.
He tossed the capped bottle of G back to Javier.

"Yeah, I think so." Javier had also found the bottle of lube, and poured
some on my hole. "At least, I'm ready. And that means he should be ready.
Especially after everything he's done this morning, don't think he's got
much choice in the matter."

"Hear that, Matt?" Eli asked. "Hope you were planning on Mexican today,
because that's what you're going to get. At least to start out." I nodded
as best I could and prepared myself for the next intrusion into my body
that these two men were planning.

Javi poured some of the lube on his cock, rubbing it and getting it slicked
up for my hole. Intellectually, I knew I was doing something dangerous:
letting a stranger fuck me raw. But the crystal had been driving my needs
for a while plus now the G was kicking in as well. I was turning into a
being that lived only for sexual pleasure and that would only be satisfied
a huge penis in every hole that I had. Involuntarily, I had already started
wagging my ass at Javi. I was completely ready for his invasion even while
I was still sucking hard on Eli's shaft.

"He's ready for it," Javier said. "Look at how his ass is begging for my
cock." He had lined up his cockhead with my hole but was just barely
pressing it into me. His teasing was driving me crazy. I needed his cock
inside my hole and I needed to be fucked hard until he shot his load all
over me. Or, even better, in me. As best as I could, while I was sandwiched
on my back between the two men, I tried to get him into my hole. "Whoa
there. Plenty of time for you to get properly fucked today. Let's start out
nice and slow."

The anticipation was excruciating. I could feel Javier's cockhead slowly
working its way into my body, but I wanted it all now. I had stopped caring
about these men's needs, and all I cared about were my pleasures, desires,
and enjoyment. Eli noticed the change, and quickly reminded me about my
role as the designated bottom in this three-some. "Hey Bro, Don't stop
sucking my shaft."

Eli's cockhead was pressing against the back of my mouth. I needed to take
all of it and once again, I needed him fill my throat and choke me. By
then, Javi's cock had pressed deep into my ass, and I gasped a bit as he
went deeper than I had been penetrated in a long time. Eli immediately saw
his chance and forced his cock into my throat. The GHB was definitely
starting to kick in for me: instead of immediately choking on his thick
black shaft, it let me relax and appreciate the fat black shaft stretching
my throat open.

I fell easily back into my role as a plaything for these men. Javi was now
balls-deep in my ass, and Eli was steadily shoving the full length of his
shaft into my throat. All of us were deep in the haze of the d**gs: the
crystal was fueling our descent into sexual sleaze, the GHB was pushing our
limits of pain, and the poppers were melding it all into a single
pleasurable sexual blur. "His hole feel good?" Eli asked Javier.

"Oh fuck yeah. Hot, wet, and just tight enough." Javi pulled out, then
pounded his back into me. The force of his stroke through the length of my
body and it forced my head up against Eli's muscular thighs. Eli's dick
went deeper into my throat.

"Get it lubed and opened up for me," Eli said. "I've built up a big load."
He punched my chest. "You're going to be dripping sperm by the end of the
day, muscle stud." My response to his prediction was to open my mouth wider
and attempt to get the last inch or two of Eli into my throat. I had
decided that my value to the two men was only in how much dick I could take
and how deep I could take it. It seemed like I was coming up short in my
efforts to please Eli: my attempts at deep throating him felt far short of
what I wanted to be able to do. It would be a holy act for me to choke on
Eli's cock. It would mean that I had taken so much cock I was gagging,
unable to breath. I had subsumed my own pleasure for the horny, hung ebony
god. "Oh fuck yeah," Eli moaned.

Eli and I seemed to have a connection between the two of us, something more
intense than just his fat cock filling up my throat. Partially, it was that
Eli innately knew how his face-fucking was pushing me to my absolute
limits. It was clear that he loved those moments where he hit the limit of
my cocksucking ability. He did his best to find them and to make them last
for as long as I could stand it and then some. In the most intense of those
moments, he took me to a new level and pushed and expanded what my throat
and I were capable of. When I craved relief from the intrusion or even just
a breath of air, I had a glimpse of what religious ecstasy must feel like.
Despite this being just sexual pleasure, something far more earthly and
profane, I was making Eli into my personal savior. He was pushing me:
making me become a better cocksucker, a better cum hole, a better ******.
It was a perversion of what, by all instincts, I should have wanted, but
fueled by the d**gs and desire, it was exactly what I needed.

It was not just Eli who was working to push my boundaries. Javier was
trying just as hard to find out how deep he could press his hard cock into
me. He had gotten in further than I could have imagined, and his raw cock
was sliding into virgin territory. First, he had opened up my throat for
Eli, and now he was getting my ass ready for Eli's monster. That was not to
say that he was just a warm-up; Javier's fuck was more than enough by
itself. His hard brown shaft was sliding in and out of my hole and I could
feel him dripping pre-cum into me, lubricating each stroke.

As I focused on his thrusts, I realized that he wasn't wearing a condom.
Even though we had discussed it earlier, it was still a shock to me. It had
been a long time since I had barebacked, possibly too long. Il craved the
intimacy and closeness, but I knew that the lifelong dangers far exceeded
the ephemeral moments of pleasure that raw fucking gave me. Before I could
make sure that they still planned to pull out, Eli shoved his cock back
into my throat. At the same moment, Javier slammed his raw cock back into
my asshole. Impaled on both ends by these dark, hung men, I had to force
myself not to cry out in a combination of pleasure and pain. I also had to
confront the truth: that if Javier had put a condom on, I wouldn't be able
to take his cock. A rubberized cock would have been orders of magnitude
more painful than the natural perfection of raw sex. Prioritizing pleasure
and the continuation of the fucking, I no longer worried about barebacking.
I embraced the rare opportunity to enjoy sex the way it was meant to be.

"Here," Eli said, handing me the bottle of poppers. "Do a hit." He pulled
his cock all the way out letting me breathe normally. I gasped and inhaled
deep gulps of air while I unscrewed the top of the poppers. I lifted my
head just enough to sniff the sweet vapor from the bottle and keep it from
spilling on me. The entire time, Eli's hard cock, glistening from my spit,
was just inches away from my face. Javier had also slowed down his
ass-pounding but had never completely stopped. I had just a short break in
order to re-charge before I was once more spit-roasted between the two big
cocks.

"Thanks," I said. My throat was sore. The combination of smoking the
crystal and the deep throat-fucking from both dark-colored men had taken
its toll. It was hard to even just talk and it would be even harder to
allow Eli's massive tool to fill my throat up again. But, finally, the
poppers started to take effect, and I didn't care about my sore throat
anymore. All I cared about was more cock, and Eli's was right there. It was
waiting for my attention and I needed to give it pleasure. "Please?" I
asked, tilting my head so that I could take the tip of his dick back into
my mouth.

"Fuck yeah, cocksucking muscle man," Eli said, as he took a small step
towards me. I had to stretch my mouth wide open to accommodate Eli, but I
was past being just hungry. The only thing that could ever possibly satiate
my appetite was his black dick. Before I could even get used to his
presence back in my mouth, he had pressed his cockhead against my throat.
His tool was demanding an immediate entrance. I swallowed slightly, letting
my throat opened up for him. He slid right in, right as Javier did another
hard slam into my ass. I needed to gasp for air, but Eli's fat shaft had
already filled up my throat and it was impossible for me to inhale or
exhale. I closed my eyes and ignored the urgent messages from my body. I
had little choice but to concentrate on the two pieces of prime manflesh
filling up and using my body.

Flying on the poppers, and with the crystal hitting deep in the primitive,
pleasure-seeking part of my brain, I didn't care how debased I was. I had a
black cock fucking my mouth and a thick Latin cock fucking my ass. I was
only living for pleasure and especially these two particular pleasures:
sucking cock and getting fucked raw. I would do anything to make them last
forever.

"Oh yeah," Javi said, pressing his cock into my hole. "That's what you need
to do, relax that hole and enjoy it." He grabbed my hips and pulled me down
on his hard shaft. "Dripping my pre-cum into you," he said.

"Same here," Eli grunted. "Nice tight throat you've got. Thank god Javi
opened it up for me." In a small, almost natural action, I reached over my
head and wrapped my hands around Eli's muscular ass to pull myself down on
to his cock. The extra leverage let me get all the way down on Eli's thick
shaft but also forced me stay there. I had to fuck my own throat with his
cock. Earlier, Eli had been the one forcing himself upon my throat, now, I
was the one doing all the work. It was a small change of physical
responsibilities, but a huge mental change. Sex was no longer just
something these men were doing to me. Instead, sex was something that I was
a full and willing participant in. I was the one making myself to choke on
Eli's fat, black shaft. I was the one fucking myself on Javier's engorged
brown dick. And I was the one enjoying every agonizing moment of it.

I had been holding on to the bottle of poppers tightly, like a talisman
that would protect me. Eli reached behind and took the bottle of poppers
from my hand. With it no longer in my grasp, I realized how critical it had
been to my ability to take the two cocks. Almost as soon as I let go of the
bottle, I started to gag on Eli's shaft. Eli noticed my discomfort
immediately. He rested a hand on my exposed throat. Lying on my back, my
head slightly off the bed, I felt very vulnerable. "Go on, muscle slut. You
can do this. Just focus on how good my cock feels. How good Javi feels
fucking you."

"How's it feeling for you?" Javi asked Eli.

"Fucking amazing. I can see my cock stretching out his throat." Eli pulled
out and then pushed back in several times. He tightened his grip around my
throat, blocking my airway but also letting me feel his thick shaft filling
me.

"Damn, that's hot," Javi said.

Eli released his grip, and unscrewed the cap from the poppers. He held the
small brown bottle under his nose. Even over the noises of me slobbering on
his dick and Javi thrusting in and out of my ass, I could hear him take a
long hit from the bottle. "Damn, best feeling in the world. Doing some
poppers while a hot guy worships your cock," he said. He passed the bottle
to Javier.

"Or getting to fuck a tight muscle butt," Javi said, before slowing down in
order to do his own a hit. I wanted to join these two men and do a hit, but
I could barely breath with Eli's dick deep in my throat. Inhaling the
poppers would be too much. "Oh damn," Javi moaned, as he sank his cock back
into my hole. "So fucking hot and wet," he said when his balls hit my ass.
The two men leaned across my body and braced themselves against each other.
They started to kiss. I was surprised by the action. Earlier, when they had
kissed, it was always to shotgun a hit. Now, it was for other purposes:
their own pleasure and the pleasure of using me.

On the street, in a club, kissing would have made these two men so much
less masculine. But with me sandwiched between them, their hard cocks
buried in my mouth and my ass, it was just another way for them to use me.
I wasn't part of their intimacy; I was just a set of holes for them to use
and enjoy. All I could do in response was to open my throat and relax my
ass, letting them penetrate even deeper into my body. "Oh, fuck, nice," Eli
moaned, before once more locking lips with Javier.

As they kissed, there was a change in the pace of the two dark thugs'
fucking. It was easiest to tell the difference in Javi's strokes as they
made out. It wasn't they had gotten any more gentle or easier to take.
Instead they were slower, deeper and more intense. He was no longer
relentlessly forcing himself on me; he knew that he could enjoy my ass as
long as he wanted. He wasn't going to rush the experience. He was taking
his time to explore my hole and open me up. Eli was almost the opposite; he
had sped up and with quick, short strokes, he was doing his best to render
my throat raw and ragged. With his faster pace, there were, at least, more
opportunities to catch my breath. However, the cool, fresh air was a flame
on the increasingly sore flesh of my throat.

"Nice to see you again, finally," Eli said, breaking off their kiss for a
moment.

"Definitely," Javi replied. "And this is a good way to get re-acquainted."

"Fuck yeah," Eli said. "I've been dreaming of something like this for
months now." Javier shifted his position and rested an arm on my chest. I
saw Javier sucking on Eli's nipples, and then Eli moaned in pleasure. "Oh
god," the black man said. This was not the first time that Javier and Eli
had played. They knew each other's turn-ons plus had spent the entire
morning egging each other on to do more d**gs and to use me to the fullest.

Realizing this made me feel even more like a toy than before. It wasn't me
who was important; they could and would use any bottom to get their
pleasure. I was no more critical to the endeavor than the choice of lube;
as long as I fulfilled my proper and correct role, they would get off.

I was totally tweaked out by this point, the G was starting to take effect,
and I still had some residual effects of the last hit of poppers. With all
these chemicals mixing in my body, not to mention their hard cocks dripping
their pre-cum into me, I was in sex-pig heaven. I didn't care if I was just
a toy. I didn't care about anything, as long as it meant that I got fucked.
As long as I got their cocks and their jizz.

Eli had returned his hand to my throat. He squeezed it slightly and held me
down on his cock while Javier sucked on his nipples. I hadn't been
expecting him to try to choke and hadn't gotten any air before he did it.
But the black man was oblivious to my discomfort, thinking only of the wet
hole his fat, hard cock was buried in and the warm mouth gently sucking on
his nipples. Not until I started to choke on his cock and sc****d my teeth
across his engorged shaft did he notice. "Careful there, Matt," he said. It
was the first time he had actually used my name. "Watch those teeth."

"Maybe he needs another hit of poppers," Javier said. "Or something more?"

"Poppers can't hurt," Eli muttered, as he held the brown bottle under my
nose. I inhaled deeply, knowing that the d**gs would soon make nothing but
cock matter.

"You ready for a hard fucking?" Javier asked me.


"Oh yeah," I grunted, Eli's cock still in my mouth. "Fuck my hole good."


"You still want me to pull out?" Javier asked. "Still want me to waste my
sperm?"


"Fuck no," I replied immediately. Now, with the d**gs hitting me hard, it
seemed like a criminal offense to make this man pull out. Taking his cum
would be such a small thing. It would be such an easy thing to do. I
wouldn't have to do anything other than let Javier be the red-blooded man
he was. He would naturally fill me with his thick spooge, and I would
gladly let him. "Fuck me. Shoot your load in me."

"He's finally getting the hang of this," Eli said. "You gonna let me cum in
you as well?"

At that moment, the poppers kicked in. Suddenly, the idea of Eli fucking me
wasn't so scary. I knew I could do it. It would hurt, but the pain would be
just what I needed. "Of course. You just need to fuck me hard first."

"Oh, that's not going to be a problem at all," Eli said. Simultaneously,
both men slammed their cocks back into me. I gasped, but that was quickly
squelched as Eli's fat shaft slid into my throat. "So fucking nice," Eli
said, as he wrapped his muscular arms around Javier and the two men kissed
deeply. Javier's cock responded to the kiss. It poked deeper into me and
found fresh territory to explore and mark. Meanwhile Eli's dick stayed deep
in my throat and dripped pre-cum directly into my gut.

"I know," Javier said. "I can do this all day."

"No reason we can't," Eli said. He started to play with one of Javi's nips,
which caused Javi to slam his cock into my ass.

"Oh fuck," Javier said. His hips started to buck wildly. "I'm getting
close."

"Breed that muscle boy ass," Eli said, egging him on. "I want to watch you
shoot your load up there. Lube it up for me." I needed to beg Javi for his
load, but my mouth was stretched wide open and filled with the black man's
hard cock. It didn't matter. Javier had been pushing deeper into my hole
and clearly had no plans to ever pull out.

"FUCK," Javier grunted, with one last forceful thrust into my ass. Even
though his balls were now tight against his body, his last plunge was hard
enough to make them slap against my ass. "I'm going to cum," he said. For a
brief, magical moment, his hard shaft was still and unmoving, buried deep
in my hole. Then the first volley of sperm traveled down the endless length
of his cock. It forced his dick to swell, just as his thick load gushed out
of Javier's engorged dickhead. "Oh God," he moaned. "Take my jizz."

"Oh yeah," Eli said, his arm cradling Javier's head as he kissed him. "Come
for me, man. Fill that guy's ass for me." Javi was now on autopilot as he
executed the ancient yet familiar rite of orgasm. He plunged into my hole,
each thrust marked with another jet of white-hot spooge. I was relieved
that Javier was finally cumming; his cum was lubricating my hole and made
his relentless pounding much easier to withstand. It would also make Eli's
inevitable assault almost bearable.

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck," Javi repeated, unable to express his emotions
in anything but the shortest and simplest of phrases. His orgasm was
something that he was trying to share with the two of us, but
fundamentally, it was something that was deeply personal and intimate. This
rite was the most fundamental act of being a man: the rite of injecting
semen into another subservient man. I was the perfect foil for Javier: I
wanted men to fuck me and inject their loads into me more than anything
else in the world. Forced by the tina, all I was thinking of was Javi's
dick shooting in me; all I wanted next was to get the same treatment from
Eli.

"Fill him up," Eli said. "You know he wants it. He needs your spooge bad."
I was tightening my ass around Javi's cock. I was trying to milk out every
last drop of his hot jizz. "Fuck, man, you're a hungry hole," Eli
continued, turning his attention back to me. I was almost choking on Eli's
cock, but despite the discomfort of the full, fat length in my sore throat,
it was a small taste of cocksucker heaven. "Can't get enough cock, can you?"

My mouth and throat full, I didn't try to reply; I just swallowed. It would
massage the entire length of Eli's fat dick, giving him the pleasure he so
richly deserved. "Hungry cock slut, huh?" Eli said in response. "Keep that
up, and you'll get another big load in your gut."

Javier was slowing down his pounding and tried to catch his breath. He was
still in a tight embrace with Eli. "Yeah, make him choke on your load," he
said, urging Eli on. "You need to get that first load out. Then you'll be
able to properly enjoy him."

"Oh fuck Bro, you know it." Eli placed a hand on my chest. He braced
himself against my body and then used the leverage to push deeper into my
throat. It was probably only a quarter of an inch of cock, but it felt like
a foot of solid steel shaft. The tip of his cock felt like it was already
in my stomach and he was dripping his fluids directly into it. "Can't hold
off much longer," Eli said. His balls pressed against my nose, blocking off
my last source of air. I didn't know how much longer I would be able to
stand his throat fuck, but, at the same time, I didn't want it to ever end.
I would withstand Eli's onslaught for as long as I had to. It was my job
and purpose to get him off, no matter how he wanted to do it.

"Oh hell," Eli grunted. My lips stretched even wider around his cock as his
balls unloaded their payload of semen. It first went into the base of his
erect cock. Then the spurt traveled down the length of his shaft before
finally squirting out of his thick dickhead straight and into my stomach.
He never gave me the choice of whether to swallow his load or not: I had to
eat it. Of course, if had asked, I would have begged for his jizz. "Oh fuck
yeah," he moaned, as another discharge rocketed down his shaft and into my
gullet.

"Let him taste it," Javier said. "Let him know you're cumming in his
mouth." Eli slowly pulled his dick out of my throat. He took his time
because several more spurts of sperm landed in my throat. His sperm was
thick and it helped to soothe the raw and sore parts that he had been using
and abusing earlier. When his cockhead was in my mouth, he held it there.
He filled my mouth quickly with his hot cream. It was surprisingly tasty,
almost sweet. Rather than immediately swallow it, I savored it, tasting its
warmth and aliveness. "Fuck, the guy loves it."


"Why wouldn't he?" Eli asked. "Fucking Grade-A man juice there." He turned
to me. "You going to get every drop of it for us, cocksucker?"


Since my mouth was no longer totally full with cock, I could answer Eli.
"Of course man. Every single bit of it."


"Good man," Eli said. "And I'm not quite done yet," he continued. He slid
his cock in and out. His dick was no longer pumping out cum. Instead, it
was now more a steady dribble of jizz. I was more than happy to lap it up,
getting every fertile drop and swallowing it. Finally, his cock leaked the
last bit of sperm into my mouth. I savored it, but also ran my tongue over
his sensitive head. I was hoping for one more drop of his sperm. "That's
all for right now," he said, gently pulling his cock out. "But don't worry,
there'll be plenty more for you later today."

At the same time, Javi had pulled his softening cock out of my ass. "Time
for a break, I think," he said. "Catch our breath, recharge pipe, and then
another round?" he asked.

"Sounds good to me," Eli said. "Looking forward to fucking his ass.
Especially that I can take my time and do it properly." I shuddered a bit,
wondering if I would ever be able to fit his thick tool into my hole. Even
though Javier had just stretched me out and lubricated me, Eli still seemed
dangerously big. "But first, I want to hit that glass pipe again. And I bet
Matt here wants to clean off your man pipe."



"Sounds great to me," Javier said. "Get over here and clean me off," he
said to me." I rolled off of my back and tried not to fall off the bed at
the same time. As I sat up, I had a sudden head rush. It was made even
worse by the poppers and tina.

"You ok there?" Eli asked me.

"Yeah, just a head rush," I said. I stood up slowly, next to Eli, as Javier
climbed to the side of the bed.

"This should help," he said, handing me the bottle of poppers. "Maybe," he
laughed. I knelt down between Javier's legs and did a long hit from the
poppers. His dick was right in front of me and it was still glistening from
my ass. There was a light covering of lube, ass juice, and cum. Normally,
ass-to-mouth was something I tried to avoid, but as the poppers hit me, it
seemed like the most natural and right thing to do. It was my life and
calling to lick Javi's cock clean and get it hard again. Hungrily, I took
the very tip into my mouth, licking up the last drop or two of cum.

"Oh fuck, that's hot," Javier said as I worked to take the rest of the head
in my mouth. It was still warm from my ass. The neutral flavor of the lube
mixed with the tang of my ass and the saltiness of the jizz. He took the
bottle of poppers from me and did a hit himself. "You gonna re-fill that
pipe today?" he asked Eli.

Eli had been zoning out, dividing his attention between the porn still
playing on the TV and watching me clean off his buddy's cock. "Yeah, I
will" he said, before sitting down next to Javier. Out of the corner of my
eye, I saw him clean off the pipe, and then carefully tap a few more big
crystals into the stem from one of the baggies. "Good?" he asked Javier.

"Looks good for now," Javier said. "You want to do the honors? Start it
off?"

"Sure," Eli said. He held the torch under the bowl, letting the chemicals
melt, crackle and smoke before putting the glass stem in his mouth. I
wanted to stare and watch this studly man inhale the powerful d**gs. But I
knew that my job here was to suck on Javi's cock. I closed my eyes, trying
to ignore the smells and the noises in the room: the warm burn from the
torch, the moans from the TV, the sharp smell of the crystal smoke, Eli's
deep breaths from the pipe. Instead, I focused on the two most important
ones: the sweat on Javi's body and the wet sounds of me sucking on his
cock. They were a good combination and made me want to swallow even more of
Javi's heavy shaft.

"Oh, that's so fucking good," Eli said, exhaling a thick plume of vapor.
"Your turn, Bro," he said, handing the pipe and torch to Javi.

"Thanks," Javi said. I opened my eyes and looked up just long enough to see
Eli put his arm around Javi as the Latino held the torch under the bowl.
"Don't stop," he said to me. "You're doing a great job there. If you can
swallow the whole thing, I'll make sure you get a few big-ass hits"

"Giving him some incentives, huh?" Eli said. I turned my attention back to
Javi's cock and took the head into my mouth. I worked my way slowly down
his shaft. While I worked on Javi's flesh pipe, the Latino started to
inhale on the glass pipe. He drained the bowl several times before letting
the torch go out. As I struggled to suppress my gag reflex, Javi calmly
turned to Eli, and shotgunned his hit to the black man.

"Oh yeah," Javi said, "That's it." He put the still-warm pipe back in his
mouth, and inhaled more from the smoking bowl. "Almost got it all," he said
to me. His cockhead was pressed against the back of my throat. I could
physically take the whole thing; I had done it before. Now, my only block
was mental. I remembered how sore I had felt when Eli had first pressed his
tool into my throat. It would be the same when Javi forced his hard tool
back in.

I hunted on the bed for the poppers, before Eli helped me out and handed
them to me. "These should help you," he said. I paused my cocksucking long
enough to inhale deeply, but made sure to not let Javi's cock fall out of
my mouth. "That's right," Eli said. "All the way down."

"Here you go," Javi said. He handed Eli the pipe.

"Thanks," Eli replied. He flicked the torch, and repeated the process of
heating and inhaling. While he was doing his hit, the poppers hit me and
the mental blocks I had created for myself disappeared in a fog of
d**g-induced pleasure. It would be a bit painful when Javi's cock first
entered my throat. But it would be worth it: to see the smile on Javi's
face, to feel his erect member press against my airway, and especially to
get another hit from the glass pipe. I swallowed slightly, tilted my head,
and let his dick enter my throat.

It was surprisingly easy to swallow the rest of his shaft. The lube that
was still on it greased its journey and helped to soothe my raw throat.
"That's it, man," Javi said. "Take it all. I know how badly you want it.
And that next hit of crystal." He was completely right; kneeling down in
front of him, my entire world was his crotch and the erection springing up
from his mound of dark pubic hair. Between the lube, the poppers, and my
slow-burning desire for another hit, it was easy for me to swallow his
entire shaft. I was going to be sore and hoarse the next day, but I didn't
care. I had swallowed the entire thing and I was going to get more tina.
Those were the only two things that counted.

"Fuck, he made that look easy," Eli said. "Guess he's definitely earned a
reward."

"Oh, he's earned it for sure," Javier said, pulling my head off of his
dick. I looked up at the two naked men; a mahogany and an ebony god that I
needed to worship all day, every day. The ebony god reached down and put
the pipe in my mouth and then the mahogany one held the lit torch under the
bowl. It was still warm from the last hit, so it didn't take long before
the white clouds were curling out from the top. "Do a good hit, Matt,"
Javier said. "Not one of those little pussy hits you seem to like so much."

As told, I lost track of the number of times I drained the bowl and I
filled my lungs with the thick vapors. When I could no longer inhale any
more, I nodded to Eli that I was filled with the d**g, but he shook his
head. "You can do better than that, muscle bottom." Javier kept the torch
under the bowl. I had no choice but to keep on draining the pipe, just to
keep the meth from burning. Finally, when I thought my lungs were going to
burst, Javier took the pipe from me, and stuck it in his own mouth, sucking
down the smoke as the pipe cooled. "Finally," Eli said. "That's how a real
man hits the pipe. Now hold it," he continued, nodding approvingly.

I held it as long as I could, letting it enter my bloodstream. The meth
quickly traveled to the two centers of my body that were driving my
actions: my ass and my brain. When I thought I was just about to pass out,
I let myself exhale. The cloud engulfed my head, and for a brief moment, I
couldn't see anything but the beautiful white nothing. I was lost in the
possibilities, but it slowly fell away, revealing the reality of Javier's
cock, which was starting to grow hard again. "Nice," he said. "That was a
good start. Now one more hit for you." Javi pressed his mouth against mine
and exhaled his hit into me. I inhaled and took another big cloud, the
second in rapid succession. "Think you can go down on me again?" Javi
asked. "All the way down? Lick my balls with your tongue?"

I nodded. I could do anything he wanted me to. I would do anything that he
wanted me to. I leaned over his glistening cock, still wet from its last
time in my mouth. I opened my mouth and the head entered easily. It was
soon pressing against the back of my throat. I didn't even need the usual
hit of poppers to relax me; I just let go in. I had to make sure that the
cloud didn't escape, but quickly, Javi's cock was doing its job of blocking
my airway. "Oh fuck, that's perfect," Javi moaned.

Eli had taken the pipe from Javi and while I was busy deep-throating the
Latino, he did another hit. As Eli was taking a second hit from the pipe,
Javi touched my head lightly, and nodded at me. It was his way of letting
me know I could finally exhale. I pulled off his cock just enough to be
able to breathe and then exhaled the thick cloud. "Fuck, that's hot," Javi
said, before pushing me all the way back down on his dick. "If you take it
all again, and you'll get another go at the pipe."

"If you keep on giving him hits, he's gonna be way gone," Eli said, before
he grabbed Javier and shotgunned the hit to the Latino. Javi rested his
hand on the top of my head and held me in place while the two men began to
kiss deeply. I relaxed and focused on Javi's beautiful cock sliding ever
further into my throat.

"That's the point, isn't it?" Javi said. He broke off the kiss and then the
two men exhaled the rest of their hits. The two men quickly turned back to
each other and resumed their kissing. But, Javi kept his hand on my head
and held me down on his dick. "A tweaked out bottom will do anything and
everything we want. And he's almost at the base of my cock now, aren't
you?" I did my best to nod, even with Javi's cock limiting my range of
motion.

"Very true. Very true," Eli said. I took a deep breath before the final
push, smelling the mixture of sweat, lube, and cum on Javi's pubes. Like
the best poppers, the sweat filled my mind and with it, the last bit of his
cock slid into my throat. "He made it," Eli said, watching my lips wrapped
around the base of the Latino's cock.

"Oh fuck yeah, he's definitely made it. Made it to cocksucker heaven. He's
got it all in." He rubbed the back of my head. "Good job, dicksucker. Don't
stop," he said, keeping his hand on my head and complimenting my
cocksucking prowess. "Feels fucking awesome, my cock up in your throat." It
made me feel good, knowing how much Javi enjoyed me servicing him. He
deserved it; that he was a man was good enough for him to merit getting his
dick sucked regularly. That he was hot and hung was more than enough for me
deep-throat him. Of course, I'd swallow each one of his rich loads.

"Here's the pipe," Eli said, handing it to Javi. "When you're ready for him
to pull off, of course." Javi grunted an acknowledgement, but he kept his
hand on my head and held me in place. My reward, the hit from the pipe,
would be later, once Javi had had more time to enjoy my efforts. "Maybe
chill for a bit after?" Eli asked. I wasn't sure if he was asking Javier,
me, or if it was just a rhetorical question.

"Yeah, that's cool," Javier said. The question had obviously been posed to
Javi. He pulled me off his cock, leaving me kneeling by the side of the
bed. "Our boy here deserves his reward first."

"Of course," Eli said. "Better for all of us." Javier stuck the glass pipe
in my mouth and lit the torch under it. "Make it another real hit Matt.
Make us proud of you, cocksucker."

"Let it melt first," Javi said, as he ran the flame under the bowl. It took
a few seconds before the pipe began to smoke, then I slowly drained the
bowl a few times. Even though I had more than reached my limit, I didn't
stop and continued to suck on the pipe. "Doing good," Javi said as he
pulled the torch away. "Just let it fill you up." I got a few more draws
before the crystal cooled down and stopped smoking. I concentrated on
holding the cloud in as long as I could.

Javi handed the pipe and torch back to Eli. The black man lit the torch
again, and melted the little bit of tina that remained in the bowl. "Looks
like one more hit," he said. "You want it?" he asked Javi.

"You can have it," Javier said. "I'm good, at least for now. But I can tell
you're feeling the need."

"Oh fuck yeah," Eli said. I watched, enraptured, as he again pursed his
lips around the stem, and began to inhale. Watching these slow rituals of
getting spun, of pushing oneself to a new plane of sexuality, was just as
much of a turn on as watching the porn on TV. When it was a masculine man
like Eli, it was even more of a turn-on

I couldn't hold my hit any longer, and began to exhale. "To me," Javi said,
leaning over to take my hit. I exhaled directly into Javier's mouth,
letting him find out just how big of a hit I had done. "Nice," he said, as
he broke off.

I turned my attention back to Eli; he was still inhaling from the pipe. He
finally took the stem out of his mouth and looked at the bowl closely. He
shrugged his shoulders before putting the pipe back on the bed table.

"Done?" Javi asked. Eli nodded while he held the hit. The two men leaned
back on the bed and slowly exhaled their hits before turning their
attention back to the TV. "Here," Javier said to me, patting the space
between them. I climbed on to the bed, making myself comfortable between
the two dark men.

On screen, a hung black man, his dick not quite as big as Eli's, had his
unprotected cock up a young white boy's ass. As the boy's hole was opened
up and he was made into the black man's personal plaything, his face was a
mixture of pleasure and pain. Both Eli and Javier were chilling out,
stroking their cocks and enjoying the movie. It didn't take them long
before they were semi-hard again. "Hot movie," Javier said.

"Yeah, very hot," Eli said. I poured some lube on my cock and started to
play with it. But the tina had already hit me hard so my dick remained
flaccid and small. "You got tina dick?" Eli asked me, noticing my soft cock.

"Yeah," I said. I spread my legs apart, which exposed my hole. I let my
hand slide down. I pressed a finger against my hole; it was still wet and
open so my finger slid in easily.

"Playing with your hole, huh? Feels good, doesn't it?" Javier asked. He was
now fully erect. His member was a statue to masculinity.

"Fuck yeah," I moaned; already I had put in a second finger.

"You got any toys?" Eli asked.

"Yeah," I said. "A few."

"Get one. I want to see you play with it." I extricated myself from between
the two men, and went to my dresser. Despite the light from the window
still being grey and overcast, it was nearly noon.

"Looks like it's going to be rain today," I said, opening the top drawer,
where I stored the dildos, vibrators and beads.

"Good thing we're inside," Eli said. "Staying dry. Staying warm."

"And hard, and naked," Javier added.

"And high," Eli concluded. "So, Javi, bro, what are you up to these days?"
Eli asked as I shuffled through the drawer.

"Oh, just things here and there. Running some stuff," Javier replied. He
had that flat tone I associated with being tweaked out. I was still looking
through the drawer. It was filled with the miscellaneous toys that a gay
man accumulated. I wondered what I wanted to use, what toys I wanted to
show these men. What toys I wanted them to use on me.

"What you running these days?"

"Ehh. Mostly tina. Some rock, molly. Weed. What people need. Sometimes what
I can find."

"Cool. Good to have a source," Eli said. "You hear that, muscle butt?" he
asked me. "You got your new connection right here."

"And he's always got the option of doing it in trade," Javier said.

"Price I'm sure he'll be happy to pay," Eli said. "You found a toy there
yet?" he asked me. "You've been looking long enough."

I nodded, looking at the dildos, a medium-sized vibrator and then alighting
on a string of anal beads. I hadn't played with the beads in a while. I
pulled them out. "How about these?" I said, turning around, holding up the
beads.

"Very nice," Eli said. "Now, let's see you get a few of them in." I got
back on the bed, bent over and on all fours between the two men. My ass was
facing them with my face buried in the sheets as I huffed from the bottle
of poppers. I rubbed the first bead with lube and pressed it against my
hole. Right as the poppers kicked in, my ass stretched around the bead,
engulfing and swallowing it. Then there was just the thin black cable
hanging out of my ass, leading to the next round ball.

"Damn. It just swallowed that ball right up," Javier said, moving in for a
closer look. He ran his finger around my hole and then caught his finger on
the cord. "Fucking hungry hole he's got." My hole was hungry. It grabbed
against the bead and dragged it ever deeper into me. "Oh, hot damn!" Javier
said, watching the next bead get lifted off the bed as the cord disappeared
into my ass. "Just eating that thing up."

"Still hungry for more," Eli said. "You know what will make it even
hungrier?"

"What?" Javier asked, and then the two whispered between themselves. It was
something I couldn't quite catch because I was too busy doing another huff
from the poppers. The second bead was pressing against my ass. It needed
just a tiny bit more pressure in order to slip into my hole. I reached back
to press it in, but Javier grabbed my hand. "Wait," he said. "I'll do it."

I expected him to immediately press in the bead, but instead, he pulled on
the cord, dragging the second bead back and away from my hole. The bead
already inside me slid back down, settling up against my prostate. "Here
you go," Eli said to Javi. Then Javi quickly pressed two fingers into my
hole and pulled them back out. "Looks good," Eli said.

"Yeah, doesn't it?" Javier said. He rubbed the second bead with some lube
and then pressed it up against my hole again. "Ready?" he asked me. I
nodded, and with just the slightest pressure from Javier, it popped into my
ass. Its entry was a lot rougher than the first bead, scratching and
roughing up my tender ass. I gasped before tightening my ass around the
cord. "You felt that, huh?" Javi asked me.

"Yeah," I said. "What is it?"

"Just a bit of tina up there now. It'll make you ready for anything," Javi
said.

"Like me," Eli said. "It'll get that ass good and relaxed for this." I
turned my head back, and saw that both men were again hard and fully erect.
"Yeah, it's going up there," Eli said. He shook it gently as I stared at
his cock. "You know you need it. How'd it feel to have Javi up there?"

"Really good," I said, remembering how big Javi's cock had felt. I pressed
a finger into my hole and realized how much Javi had opened me up,
wondering if it was sufficient to take Eli's python-like penis. My finger
bumped against the beads already up there and pushed it deeper into my
hole. I felt the shard of crystal sc**** against me while it slowly melted
in my ass. "How big was that shard?"

"Hopefully big enough," Javi said. "You feeling it? If not, there's plenty
more where it came from."

"Oh, Yeah," I said. "I definitely am." It was getting harder to
concentrate. My mind was racing, from thinking about Javi's cock in me to
dreaming of a line of men pulling a train on me, then back to imagining Eli
shooting his load in my hole, and then to something else even more extreme
and depraved. It was the crystal taking effect and it wouldn't be long
before I would need another hard cock inside of me again.

"Let me feel," Eli said, running his finger around my hole. I pulled my two
fingers out, and he pressed one of his thick fingers into me. Just that one
was bigger than the two of mine. At least my ass was relaxed enough to
easily stretch around his finger. "Oh nice. Hot and wet. I can feel that
bead up there." He pressed against it, pushing it and the shard further
into my butt. "Did you like feeling Javi pounding your hole bareback?"

"Yeah," I said. I had to admit that it felt amazing to be barebacked by the
Latino man. We now had a level of closeness that could have never been
achieved with a rubber separating us. Not to mention, it was just right
that he shot his load in my ass. It was now slowly soaking into my body;
now, I'd always have a part of him inside me. "You ever wear a condom?" I
asked Eli.

"Ha," Eli laughed. "You see this thing? Ain't no condom big enough for my
tool. Would have to use a damn garbage bag." He shook his cock. It was
nearly erect, the bend in it looking almost evil and scary. I still had no
idea how he was going to fit all of it in my ass. The closest comparison
would have been getting fisted; it was that big. I had never gotten more
than four fingers up there. "Besides," Eli continued, "You know how good it
feels, skin on skin."

I did. Bareback was a rare pleasure for me and it was usually coupled with
the joy of being spun. "Yeah, I do," I said. "Just a bit nervous." But, it
seemed wrong to deny Eli the pleasure of entering me raw. He deserved that
simple joy, after his year of deprivation while in prison. Besides, it was
certainly wrong to deny him right after I had let Javier fuck me raw, not
to mention breed my hole. Mostly though, I wanted Eli to know how much I
respected him: his masculinity, his presence, and his needs as a man. I
wanted to give him as much pleasure as possible.

"Don't be," Eli said. He pressed his finger in deeper, forcing the beads
and their meth payload further into my hole. "You'll love it. Trust me."

"And if at first you don't," Javier piped in, "we've got plenty of poppers
and some crystal to make sure that you at least want it. Maybe not enjoy
it." He laughed. It was going to happen regardless of what I wanted.

"Right on," Eli said. "How about it, stud. You ready for a big black cock
up that tight muscle hole? Big, black raw cock?"

"I guess I am," I said, ready for the next challenge

"You just guess you are?" Eli asked. He pulled hard on the cord for the
beads and they shifted violently in my ass. Even as rough as it felt, my
ass still tightened. It craved every perfect feeling.

"I am," I said, correcting myself.

"Good answer," Eli said. "I was worried I was going to have to make you
take my cock."

"Or you'd have to give him another booty bump," Javier added. I was worried
that he was going to give Eli ideas.

Unfortunately, Eli had already gone there. "Nah, at least not yet. Gotta
let that first one dissolve before we give him more." I had a bit of a
reprieve. I was tweaked higher than I had been in a very long time, maybe
ever. Any more crystal, and I wasn't going to be able to control myself.
All I could think about was sex: big, raw cocks entering me, raw dicks
abusing my holes, and getting all that thick spooge inside of me. "How's it
feel up there?" Eli asked me, jolting me back to the present. He was
pulling the beads up and down in my ass.

"Really good. But not as good as your cock," I said.

"Right on," Eli said. "Don't worry. We'll fix that soon enough." He started
to pull on the cord and extracted the two beads from my gut. The last bit
of the shard scratched the walls of my ass, but the crystal stayed where it
belonged, inside of me. "Fuck, here comes the last bead," Eli said. My hole
stretched wide as the first bead slowly emerged; I hoped it was clean. Eli
didn't pull it all the way out at first; he played with it a bit, letting
the crown emerge, then gently pressing it back into me. "Damn. Hungry hole,
keeping every drop of sperm inside you, huh?"

I just nodded. Even though Eli was being rougher than I would have wanted,
nothing he did hurt. The fat bead stretched open my hole and that was an
unfamiliar sensation. It had been a long time since I had played with the
beads and I needed to get used to them. "Last one. Just one more to go. You
ready for it?" Eli asked. "Do a hit of your poppers."

I opened the bottle and inhaled deeply. Eli watched me and waited for the
moment when the poppers hit. When the first wave washed over me, he pulled
on the cord. He pulled out the bead in a fast, smooth stroke. I almost
didn't feel my ass open up and let the bead pass. But I did feel my hole
try valiantly to close up again. "Nice. Closed up so nicely."

"That's gonna look damn good stretched around your cock, Bro," Javier said.
He was still at the head of the bed, playing with his cock, and dividing
his attention between the TV and the two of us at the base of the bed. "You
gonna fuck him good and hard?"

"Not sure I'll be able to take that," I said.

"Of course you can," Eli said. "All it takes is spit and determination."

"And poppers," I said.

"And a bit more tina never hurts either," Javi added. "You've got
everything you'll need."

"Be gentle," I said, but it seemed pointless.

"Of course," Eli said. "First time, I'm always gentle." He dribbled some
lube on my hole. It was cool and soothing. "First time is about showing you
just how good it can be. After that, you'll be so eager for my tool, we can
get freaky. Real freaky. Rough and raw, like you need to get fucked. Like I
need to fuck." He slid a finger into my hole slowly and carefully, before
adding another squirt of lube after a few strokes. Only when the one finger
slid smoothly in and out of me did he slide in a second, greasing it with
even more lube. "Feel good?" he asked.

"Oh god, yeah," I moaned. Everything was lining up perfectly: the natural
cycles of need and desire, the bowls of tina I had shared with them, the
fucking Javier had just given me, all the poppers I had done, and now Eli's
slow and dedicated finger-fucking. It was time for dick in my ass again,
and the dick I wanted was Eli's fat, black anaconda. "Give it to me," I
begged.

"Not so fast there, muscle boy," Eli said. "We're gonna go slow the first
time. Don't want to rip you in two." A third finger had joined the other
two and it wasn't long before he had worked in a fourth. "Still feeling
good?" he asked.

"Damn right," I said. "Would feel even better with that dick up there."
Javier roused himself, kneeling next to Eli, and watched him stretch open
my hole.

The Latino ran his finger around the edge of my ass, right along the
slippery margin where my hole ended and Eli's fingers entered me. "Damn,
that's such a nice piece of ass," he said. "You know you wanna fuck it
good. You know you have to fuck it hard."

"I know I do," Eli said. He pulled his fingers out and replaced them with
his cockhead, pressing it up against my sensitive ass. The head of his dick
was just about the same size as his four fingers and my hole took the head
without any trouble. "So fucking hungry. You see that bro? Just about ate
my dick." He pulled out and slicked down his shaft with more lube. "Let's
see how that hole reacts with a hit of poppers?"

I held the bottle of poppers to my nose and breathed in deeply. While I was
inhaling, Eli lined his cock back up with my hole. We both paused for a
moment and waited for the other to be ready: me with the poppers rushing
through me, and Eli with his cock perfectly aligned. "Here goes," Eli said,
as he leaned in, pressing his dick into me. There was a slight bit of
resistance from my ass but it was nothing against my body's hunger and
Eli's desire. His cockhead overcame that tiny hurdle and slipped into me;
he was stretching me out and filling me. "Oh damn," Eli moaned. "So hot and
still so tight." He slid in maybe an inch, and then pulled almost all the
way back out. "Gotta hold back. I can't go all in yet."

"Oh, fuck me, please," I begged. It was going to feel amazing when his
entire thick shaft was inside me. I couldn't wait for that feeling. "I need
you in me. All of it."

"I think your eyes are bigger than your hole right now," Eli said. He slid
another inch into me, before pausing. "Getting used to it?" he asked.

"Damn, it feels so good inside me." I was getting opened up further than I
had ever been before. I was not just loving every minute of it, but rather,
needed it in ways I found hard to admit, even to myself. "I want all of
it," I continued. "Every single inch." Until all of Eli's cock was in me,
happiness was going to be impossible.

"It's a damn hungry hole, isn't he?" Javier said. "It'll swallow up your
cock without a second thought." He reached under me and grabbed my cock.
"But see that the tina is getting to you," he said. My dick was still soft
and small.

I didn't say anything. I was floating in a perfect sexual bliss. I was just
waiting for more of Eli's monster cock to enter my hole; Eli had shoved in
another inch or so and it felt like he had gotten at least half of it into
me. Javier shuffled over to my head, and waved his erect cock in my face.
With these two hard dicks, my cock didn't matter. It was better that it was
flaccid and soft; it was one less thing for me to worry about. Instead,
instinctively, I did what needed to do, and took the Latino's cockhead in
my mouth. "Oh, fuck," Javi moaned, before forcing more of his shaft into me.

"Both ends again, huh, Matt?" Eli asked me. "Must be in pig sex heaven." I
nodded, while both men pressed their cocks into my body. Javier's tool
quickly hit the back of my throat and Eli's shaft filled up more of my gut
than I imagined possible. "Getting used to it up in there?"

I nodded again, and then did a hit of poppers. It wasn't easy with Javi's
cock rammed deep in my mouth. As soon as I was done, Javi took the bottle
from me and inhaled from it and then handed the bottle to Eli. Soon, all
three of us were grooving on the heady mix of poppers, G, and tina. We
stopped caring about anything other than our assigned roles: mine, to
provide pleasure to these two men, and Eli and Javi, to use and abused my
body for their pleasure. The two men no longer went slow, and pressed their
tools all the way into my mouth and ass. I was in a poppered-up daze, and
gladly accepted their invasion.

Javier was in my face with his dark cock. It was the one I had no choice
but to focus on. His cockhead was pressing against the back of my mouth and
was insistently demanding entrance to my throat. I swallowed and let my
throat open up for him. He took the cue and invaded my already sore throat
with his hard shaft. Even though he had shot his wad only a few minutes
earlier, he was again thick and erect. I choked down the last few gulps of
air while Eli thrust his cock further into my ass. Despite forcing such a
massive rod into my hole, he remained true to his word, staying
surprisingly gentle and steady with his penetration.

As Eli predicted I was in pig heaven. Once more, I was being spit-fucked by
these two hung thugs. Our sexual needs were perfectly complimented: Eli and
Javier on top and me on bottom. All morning we had been doing d**gs and
they were kicking us into high gear. All three of us were enjoying the
waves of pleasure washing over us, crashing and breaking in harmony with
one another. As each tina high built, Eli would start fucking me harder.
Javier would follow him and the two would get close to cumming. Just as I
thought I couldn't take it any more, they would back off to a slower pace,
concentrating on probing the unexplored reaches of my body.

We all got lost in the pleasure of the d**gs and sex. Almost unnoticed, a
phone would buzz on the bed table, or out of the corner of my eye, the
video would start over again. At one point, On-screen, I saw the white guy
getting stripped down to his jock again and then service the two black men.
The parallel between the porn and my own life was not lost on me, except
the difference was the utter physical reality of my world. I could taste
the pre-cum leaking out of Javi's cock into my mouth and I could feel the
slow entry of Eli's slick, thick dick into my hole. The smell of the room,
a heady mix of lube, sweat, d**gs and sex, and the sounds of flesh making
contact with flesh complimented these sensations.

Time slowed down. Or it sped up. It was hard to tell and it was even harder
to keep track of what had just happened and what I was eagerly
anticipating. Had Eli already cum in my ass, or was he still fucking his
way to orgasm? Was the drip from Javier's cock pre-cum? But he had already
fucked my hole, hadn't he? Responsibilities and obligations to the outside
world were forgotten; my only task was to suck and get fucked, with the
occasional break to hit the pipe or take sniff from the poppers.

"This is it," Eli said, "Such a nice hole."

"Isn't it?" Javier said. "Just dripping pre-cum here."

"Me too. Hand me the poppers?" Eli asked. Javier handed them over and Eli
did a long hit. He handed them back to Javier, who also took one. As the
d**gs hit the two men, they leaned in over me, and began to make out. "Good
to see you again," Eli whispered into Javi's ear. Javi must have agreed,
because they continued to make out while sliding their cocks deeper into
me. I didn't think they meant for me to hear their interchange; the
relationship between the two men was a complex one.

Eli had gotten the full length and girth of his cock into my hole. His
thick shaft was stretching me wide open as his balls slapped against my
ass. He had been right; he had relaxed and opened me up with an expertise
and perfection so intense that now, I couldn't imagine getting fucked by
someone smaller than him. Nor could I imagine what it would have felt like
had he tried to use a condom. The thick rubber would be tight and hard
against my ass, tearing at it and roughing it up. Instead, it was the
warmth of skin against skin, with just enough lubrication to let Eli's cock
slide in and out easily.

It would be especially hard to go back to using condoms after today.
Before, I had switched back and forth between raw and rubberized sex.
Partying always made the difficult choices between pleasure and
responsibility easier: pleasure always won. And now, on this grey February
morning, pleasure was the only thing on my mind. The pleasure of a hard,
erect black cock dripping pre-cum into my ass was one of the best of the
many. "How are you doing?" Eli asked, stopping his make-out session with
Javier. I thought he was asking me, but then he continued. "Enjoying that
warm mouth?"

"Oh hell yeah," Javi replied. He thrust his cock all the way into my throat
and filled me up. "And you?"

"Fucking awesome," Eli said. He pressed his cock deep; for a moment it felt
like the two men's shafts would touch in the middle of my stomach.
"Poppers?" he asked. Javi handed him the bottle, and he did a hit. "Let
Matt have some," Eli said when he was done with his hit. "He needs it more
than we do."

"That's very true," Javi said. He pulled his cock out of my mouth just far
enough for me to breath. He held the bottle under my nose. Another wave of
tina pleasure was building up in my body, pushing me to find greater
pleasure and more intense stimulation. It made me inhale deeper than ever
before. "Good?" Javier asked. I took another long sniff before I nodded. He
then took the bottle for himself.

"You liking this?" Eli asked, this time directing his query at me.

"Damn right," I said. "You can fuck me harder, if you want."

"Be careful what you ask for," he said, as he pulled his cock all the way
out before roughly pushing it back in. "You're not yet ready for a real
hard fuck from me." He pulled out once more, then slammed it back in. My
world turned white with pain, and I gasped, doing my best to not bite down
on Javi's tool. "Yeah, didn't think you were," he said, as he slowly rocked
back and forth inside me. Even these small motions re-ignited the torrents
of pain, and I struggled to keep my composure.

"Careful there. Watch your teeth," Javi said. But, he still kept his cock
deep in my throat as Eli continued to pound my hole. Neither man was giving
me any respite from the relentless attacks. Finally, the burn in my hole
died down, soothed by Eli rubbing Javi's sperm into my ass. Finally able to
think, I turned my focus to the Latino's cock, lavishing attention on it to
make up for the inadvertent use of teeth. "Oh, that's how it is supposed to
be," he said, luxuriating in the exquisite blowjob.

I took the bottle of poppers from Javi and did one more hit. I had to get
my mind right again and forget the painful assault that the two men had
been waging against my body. As the warm waves of pleasure covered me, I
opened my holes more than I ever thought possible. I was turning into a
vessel for these two men, and I had to make sure they enjoyed every moment
of it. "Oh damn," Eli muttered. "Getting balls deep into this muscle slut.
Those poppers are working their magic."

"You know it," Javi said. "The tina isn't hurting him either. His throat is
making love to my cock."

While Javi was talking, Eli's cock had found a new part of my gut and
promptly anointed it with pre-cum. I was hungry and just the pre-cum wasn't
enough for me. I wanted his seed in my hole. I wanted him to mark me
permanently. "Please, shoot in me," I begged, focusing only on my utter and
complete need for spooge.

"Yeah, slut? You want my load up your ass?" He gave me two hard slaps,
first on one cheek, then the other. "Hot fucking muscle ass, taking my big
black dick."

"He's a natural at it," Javi said. "This your first black cock, stud?"

I shook my head no. It wasn't my first one, but it was the first one in a
long time. "No," I managed to choke out hindered by Javi's cock still in my
mouth.

"He knows what he wants," Javi said.

"He knows what's good," Eli said. "Hard, thick black cock ripping open a
white hole."

I nodded in agreement. Eli gave me another slap on the ass, pushed his dick
deeper into my hole, and then asked, "You think you can take a real fucking
now? Nice and hard?"