I'm a firm believer, that we have no more choice over what we are drawn to sexually, than we have over what our taste buds like, when we sit down at the table. PEACE...MILKER
Since some of you may not like this story and what it's about, may I suggest that you click on my name, that's up next to the title of this story and perhaps you will find one that's more to your liking....Milker
There I was, standing at the urinals in a dingy old bar, one night, in downtown, Dallas, when I felt it.
You know, that feeling you get, when someone across the room is watching you. The only problem being, is that I was in the bathroom of a bar peeing, and I was all alone or so I thought.
Just as I was starting to squeeze on it and milk the last few drops of my warm, salty pee, out from the end of my little cock, I heard a noise coming from behind me and that's when I turned my head and looked back over my shoulder.
The door to one of the 3 stall's that were behind me had opened up and sitting on the old white toilet, with his pants and underwear pulled down, was one of the biggest black men, that I'd ever seen. Bar none.
He wasn't just sitting there, he was sitting there with his long, black boner in his hand and he was working it up and down slowly, as he just sat there looking at me.
I tried to turn back around and stop looking at it but I couldn't and somehow he knew it, as he just kept rolling the old, loose foreskin, back and forth, over the thick swollen head, that was on the end of it.
Wetting it, wetting it and getting it ready, so that he could fuck someone with it, and I think that at that moment in time, that I was the someone that he was planning on fucking with it.
He knew when he saw that I couldn't turn away from it and stop looking at it, that I'd been had before and that now it was his turn to have me, and that's when he whispered, " That's right, come on baby, you and I both know that you wanna do it."
" Nooo, No I don't."
" Oh yes ya do, why else would ya be lookin at it that way, if ya hadn't had one just like it before?"
And that's when I felt my whole face getting hotter and hotter and knew that I was blushing.
How did he know?
How did he know that another older man, another older, black man, that lived down the street from us when I was little, used to take his old black cock out and get me to suck on it, when I was only 9 year's old and he was babysitting me?
Yes, babysitting me, but he was also teaching me how to suck on a cock, a warm, hard, black cock, while he was doing it.
Getting me to suck on his old black cock, until it started doing what he called...Feeding me, as it pumped its warm, white liquid, down into my little mouth, again and again and again. And before I even knew what was happening, he was coaxing me into swallowing it and doing what he called...eating it, as it slid slowly down into my little belly.
He babysat me all the way up to when I was 11 year's old and there wasn't a week go by, that I can remember, that he didn't have me sucking on his old black boner at least once, but usually it was 2 or 3 times a week, before he finally moved away and it was all over.
Without even knowing it, I'd turned completely around and was standing there watching the huge black man, as he sat there on the old white toilet and kept working it.
When I finally realized that I was facing him, I looked down and saw how my tiny, little, white cock, was still hanging out of my levis. As soon as he saw that I was starting to put it away, he said, " No baby, leave it out, I like it, " and I felt so stupid, as I just stood there at the urinal's, with my little cock still hanging out and letting him look at it.
It was soft, and just hanging down in front of me, so it was only about 2 inches long now, if even that. Even today when it's fully hard and I've got a full blown boner, it's still just under 4 inches long and that's why I've always been so embarrassed and ashamed of it.
I could see the end of his old, black cock, getting wetter and wetter and that's when I heard him saying, "You want it, don't ya baby, " and the next thing I knew, I heard myself whimpering and saying " Uh huh," and that's when I felt so embarrassed, because now he'd gotten me to admit it to him.
Something that I'd been denying to myself, every since I was little and the old, black man that lived down the block from us, had so easily gotten me to go down on his old, black boner, every chance he got.
I watched as he let go of his huge, black boner and then as he looked right at me, he said, " It's all your's baby, come an get it."
I can't even describe the shame or the embarrassment that I felt, as he sat there on the old, white toilet, and watched me being drawn to it.
The fear of somebody coming into the bathroom, and seeing what he was getting me to do to it, was unreal. But...the need, the need to suck on a black man's boner again and taste it, had taken over. And the next thing I knew, I'd bent down over it, taken ahold of it and was licking softly on the huge, swollen, plumb shaped head, with my tiny, little, pink tongue.
Yes, I could smell and even taste the old stale pee that was still left on the end of it, from him peeing with it all day and not being able to wash it off yet, but I didn't care, as I just kept licking on it anyway.
I don't know how long I licked along the sides of it and all over the huge, plumb shaped head, 2 minutes, 3 minutes, maybe even 4 minutes, before I finally stretched my tiny, little mouth down over the end of it and started sucking on it.
All of a sudden he grabbed ahold of my little head, with both of his huge, black hand's and started working it up and down on his long, stiff boner, showing me how he wanted me to do it, until he had my little head bobbing up and down on it, and only then did he let go of me, lean back on the old white toilet and watch me, while I kept bobbing up and down on it for him.
He didn't care that it was a young, little, white boy, that he had sucking on his old, black cock and not a little girl, a young little white girl, as he sat there on the old white toilet and watched my warm, soft lip's, working their way up and down on his long, black boner, faster and faster.
All of a sudden, I remembered something that the old black man from my past had taught me to do, when I was littler and he was getting me to suck on his old, black boner again.
As I raised up off of it, took ahold of the swollen head, with both of my little hand's and then used both of my little thumb's to spread the tiny, little hole in the end of it open. And then without even asking him if he wanted me to do it or not, I just bent down to it and started licking the insides of the tiny, little hole, the tiny, little pee hole, with the pointed tip of my tiny, little, pink tongue.
" An older man, an older black man, that lived down the street from us, when I was littler."
" How little?"
"I'd rather not say."
" Tell me."
" Please don't make me say it."
" Tell me baby, I ain't gonna think any less of ya."
" I was 9, when it all started."
" Nine year's old?
" Oh shit, get back down on it baby and suck on it somemore, I'll give's ya some of my warm, salty pee, if that's what really does it for ya."
The embarrassment that I felt, as he sat there on the old white toilet and watched me slip my little mouth back down over the end of his long, black boner again, was unreal. But the need to taste the pee,...the pee of another old, black man again, took over and the next thing I knew, he had me sucking on the end of his long, black cock again and coaxing it to pee for me.
It wasn't until he'd finally finished peeing, that I finally understood, just how bad that he really had to pee, just from the way that my tiny, little belly was sticking now. Sticking way out now and almost making me look like I was pregnant and a little girl now.
" Oh fuck, your somethin else baby, your somethin else."
Just as I was starting to get up, thinking that it was all over, he pulled me back down to it, grabbed ahold of it and said, " No baby, your not through yet, your not leaving me this way."
Something in him had changed, and now he got aggressive with me and more-or-less yelled, " Suck it," and I did.
As soon as he felt me circling the end of it, with my tiny, little, pink tongue, he started talking dirty to me and even calling me...His Bitch.
" Your a Bitch baby, my fuckin Bitch now, aren't ya baby?"..." I'll bet you've even taken a cock, a warm, black cock, up that plump, little ass of your's, haven't ya baby?
As soon as he heard me whimpering, he knew that I'd been had before and all of a sudden he was saying, " Pull your pants down, pull your little pants down baby, and give it up to me." I wanted to do it, I wanted to...Pull my pants down, and give it up to him, like he was wanting me to do, but I just couldn't. I was to afraid of getting caught, and having someone, anyone, come in and see how he was getting me to slowly ride up and down, on his long, black boner, right there in the men's room.
Since I wouldn't let him fuck me like he wanted me to, he got real mad at me and told me that he had a special surprise for me.
I couldn't believe it, as he reached down into the old, white, toilet bowl and then slowly pulled his huge, black nut-sac up out of it. Holding his huge black cock aside, as he draped his huge, hairy, black nut-sac down over the front of the old white toilet bowl and then said, " Lick um."
That was the first time that I finally understood what he was doing to me, degrading me. Degrading me by getting another young, little, white boy, to lick and suck on his huge, black, nut-sac, as it hung down over the front of an old, dirty, nasty, white porcelain toilet.
When he saw that I was hesitating he said, " Come on baby, I gave you what you needed, my warm, salty pee and now it's my turn...do me."
The shame that I felt, as a huge blackman got me to bend down and start licking on the front of his huge, black nut-sac, was unreal, but the need to satisfy another older black man had taken over and I forgot all about what he was getting me to do to him and just did it.
I don't know how long I'd been down there, kissing, licking and even sucking on them, 2 minutes, 3 minutes, maybe even 4 minutes, when all at once he pulled me back up, jammed the end of his huge, black boner into my open mouth, just as it was starting to erupt and spew its warm, white liquid out of the end of it, not once, not twice, but three times.
Raising up off of it, I couldn't even believe how much of his warm, white cum, just kept spurting up out of the end of it and then dropping back down all over it, before it slowly ran down along the sides of it.
All at once I felt my little boner, my tiny, little, 4 inch boner starting to jerk, as it poked up out of my levis and even though I tried to hide it with my little hands, he still knew what was happening to me.
" Oh fuck, your cuming, aren't ya baby."..." Your cuming just from eating me, you are a fuckin Bitch baby."..." Your my Bitch, eat it baby, eat it."..." Agghhh,"
The shame that I felt, as I kept hearing myself whimpering and begging him to...Feed Me, and he did, was unreal. But the...need to...eat it, the...need...to eat the cum, of an old black man again, had taken over and there was no way that I could stop eating it now, and some how he knew it, as he just kept feeding and feeding me, until there wasn't anymore.
When it was finally over, and I stood up and started to put my tiny, little cock away, I saw how he was still looking at it and before he could even stop me, I reached out, pulled his old head over to it and started to face fuck him, with what was still left, of my tiny, little boner. Grinding it, grinding it up against his tired old mouth and smearing the last few drops of my warm, white cum, all over his lips and into his mouth.
He was mumbling something about, how he didn't do that, but I didn't care, as made him eat mine, just like he'd just made me eat his earlier.
I don't know how long I stood there...face fucking him like that, and getting the old black man to submit to me, 2 minutes, 3 minutes, maybe even 4 minutes, before I calmly backed away from him, put my tiny, little cock away and left the bathroom.