Six Erotic Sex Stories of Big Built Black Guys: With 11 Bonus Short Stories – Erotic Quickies

By Henry Pepper

A bundle pack of six red hot sex with eleven short quickies describing powerfully built, over hung, and sexed black studs and their cum sluts; willing, and sometimes not so willing. Black on black, and black on white; bucks and bum boys, daddys and cum dumps, young and sweet with mature and dirty.
Broadminded adults only, if hardcore gay material it is for you then, this will not disappoint, don’t miss-

• Language: English
• Publisher: Henry Pepper
• Release date: Mar 9, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463464113

Henry Pepper

I started writing stories when I was five years old. I wrote essays, articles, and over a million words of nonfiction before turning to fiction in 2017. I watched erotic authors having way too much fun, and after writing my first erotic romance, I was hooked.I writes erotic gay romances. My imagination is filled with Bikers, prisoners, and carpenters. My sex-positive books (M/M) are emotional stories that keep readers coming back for more.I live in Philippines and likes reading, travel, and I loves hearing from my readers.

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Six Erotic Sex Stories of Big Built Black Guys

With 11 Bonus Short Stories – Erotic Quickies

Henry Pepper

Copyright:

All Rights Reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher.

Disclaimer:

This book is for adult audiences only. It contains substantial sexually explicit scenes with graphic language which may be offensive by some readers. All sexual activity in this work is consensual and all sexually active characters are 18 years of age older.

Table of Contents:

He Taught Me

I Love Black

My Lecturer is Black

I Can Take 12 Inches

Black Stud Wants White-Boy

Three Big Black Bucks for a Straight Guy

Bonus Short Stories

A Slim Built, Brown 21 Year Old

My New, Hot Boy Ass Fag

Black Cock- I’m a Sucker

The Gym Boy

Always Ready….

Pulling Down the Zipper

9 Inches

The Black God

The Biggest Dick Ever

My Fuck-Friend

Lubed and Ready

He Taught Me

My name is Steve and I had a major problem with anger management, still do I suppose, but not so bad anymore. I want to tell you how by a twist of fate, meeting a tough-ass black guy more or less resolved my anger problems; he was the guy who broke me, knocked it out of me….Taught me how to control my inner rage. I’d never had sex with a black man before, yes, I’d heard all the stories about their big tools, but I’d never had the pleasure of fucking with a black stud before until I met him. He was all the things that you associate with black guys; a muscle daddy with a body likes a Roman God, a cock like a stallion, powerful and controlling. He even wore a uniform, something that always turns me on, he was a cop.

But let me tell you how it started; about me always getting angry. It’s not your typical situation where a person gets angry over normal every day things, mine has to do with something more specific; sex. That is to say, I get angry over the fact that everyone I know is having sex on a regular basis and I am getting nothing. It really pisses me off. I mean, I am not a bad looking guy but I still don't seem to be able to find that connection that everyone else seems to have. I see all these guys and I know that they are all out having sex and fucking around: I can’t help it, I begin to see red over the fact that I have no one and not even any prospects on the horizon. I know it sounds crazy but sometimes I just wish that I had the normal anger that most people have about traffic jams or restaurant food and not this one-of-a-kind red hot hatred towards others having sex.

Anger is an emotion that most people can keep under control and even if they don't, then the only thing that usually happens is that they raise their voices. But not in my case; in my case, I need to shout and scream and destroy things, just to do something about it before it eats me alive. Unfortunately it also means that I usually have to hit something or someone and that usually gets me into trouble. There's even been a time when I find myself having sex, and still Feeling angry over someone else having better sex. Yeah, I know, I need serious help.

I remember one time, back when I was in college and was at a mixer and had struck up a conversation with a good looking dude. I saw him as I walked in the room talking to a bunch of other guys and I needed to find out if I had a chance with him for the night. I walked over and listened in on the conversation and waited for my opportunity to speak. When the crowd finally thinned out, I looked at him, and without saying anything, led him over to the corner so that we could speak in private. He looked good, I was horny, and that’s all there was to it. I wanted him for the night and now it was my time to persuade him.

I gave him all the usual drama that I give these guys and told him how cute I thought he was. All bullshit, but when your dick is burning a hole in your pants, it just comes natural. And it worked. He seemed as keen as I did, after all, most of the others in the room were drifting into pairs too, it was one of those nights.

We barely made it into the room before we had our hands all over each other and our clothes were in a pile at our feet. His body was almost like it was made of solid stone; it could have been a statue in a museum. He was in unbelievable shape, and I could tell that he spent a lot of time in the gym. I took his hand and brought it up to my mouth, looking at him straight in his eyes; I sucked every single finger while he looked at me. The moment was hot. I could see from the look in his eyes that he’d had no one else ever do this to him before, but it was one of my little tricks that always seems to work on a guy, like a fore runner of what was to come when I was down on my knees with their prick in my mouth. I loved knowing that I was the first to show him what real man sex was supposed to be like.

I reached down and took hold of him in my hand and stroked it for him, still looking into his eyes and watching his reaction. He had his mouth open, sort of gasping whilst I played with his stalk, and then I slid my tongue into his mouth, taking his breath away even more. I took my time tonguing him, I didn't want to rush anything and I wanted to take my time and enjoy everything that was about to happen. I pulled his shirt off and slid down his body and licked his nipples until they were hard and then I continued further down, using my wet tongue to lick down over his chest and down his stomach until I reached his hairy triangle.

I came face-to-face with his big beautiful cock, hard and erect and waiting for me with an angry purple colour that looked like it was about to explode at any second. I knew that if I didn't slow things down a little then it would be all over before it began; literally all over my face before I’d had the pleasure of blowing him. I looked up at him and he was staring at me, almost begging me.

Please He said, his breath rough and ragged as he struggled to get the word out Don’t tease me, suck it

You gotta wait I said, still looking into his begging eyes, my hand gripping his shaft. Don’t want to give Daddy his treat too soon, do we now

Don’t be a bitch He grunted, shoving his pelvis forward, spearing my face with his hard-on Suck it

Your balls first I said, holding his sack in my hand, rolling his balls in my fingers, licking then sucking each one into my mouth in turn. These things taste good

He was grunting and writhing, his bollocks in my mouth, his prick throbbing in my hand, and I started to stroke him once again. I blew tiny puffs of warm air over the top of it and watched as it jumped and twitched with just that simple action. I was amazed how easy his flesh was to manipulate. As I was stroking him, I suddenly heard what sounded like two guys in the other room having a good time of their own. This was a student’s bunk down place and the night was getting late and I supposed guys from the evening were pairing up for the night. All I could hear was the banging of the headboard hitting the wall and one guy yelling as though he was just about to blow his load, then there was a lot of moaning and then screaming and then silence. It was like listening to your own private porno show, I couldn't concentrate on what I was doing with this guy in front of me while those two in the next room were going at like that.

I was still half listening, looking towards where the noise was coming from and then felt a pair of hands grab my face and turn me around to get me to finish what I was doing.

Hey, I’m here. Fuck those guys; just do what you were doing He sounded in pain, desperate for relief I need to cum, I wanna cream your face for you

I still had my hand wrapped around him, and I pulled him towards me until he was fully engulfed inside my mouth. I was moving my head up and down on his shaft but I could soon hear the two guys next door, starting again, having what I could only describe as the time of their lives. The headboard was hitting the wall over and over again and now both men were moaning and cursing loudly together. I couldn’t believe how much noise they were making, but what really amazed me was the fact that I was beginning to get angry over their pleasure. Here I was with a great looking guy, his knob buried in my mouth and all I could think of was that two total strangers in the next room were having a good time.

I continued to blow the guy, sucking and nibbling on his end, slipping my finger in his butt hole, licking and sucking his balls, until I felt him about to unleash his love nectar. He tried to pull away from me, I knew he wanted to splash my face, but I didn’t want that, I wanted to taste it as he pumped his mess in my mouth, and so I held him tight until I heard him groan and curse and fuck my mouth with one almighty push as he came his load for me; his breathing slowed down and he had given me everything he had.

That spunk load he’d just blessed me with turned me into a cock crazed butt fucker; I don't think the guy had any idea what he was in store for, but he was definitely about to find out. I got up off my knees and stood up in front of him and pushed him back towards the bed; the funny thing was that the bed was right against the wall where the two men were making out next door.

My turn now, big boy I said, rough handling him into position My dick in your ass

You got lube? He asked

Nope I retorted Fuck that, you don’t need it. Watch and learn

I hooked his legs over my shoulders and spat at his hole and fingered my saliva into his entrance, and with an animal growl, I pushed hard and took him right there.

No lube, okay? I growled in his ear as I pushed in deep Nice and natural"

I could hear all the fuck-making in the room next door and I was doing everything in my power to keep up with those two guys. Now, both of our headboards were slamming against the wall and it seemed as though we were in some sort of crazy competition, it seemed that we were in direct competition to see who would finish first. My fuck mate kept still as I pounded into him, I was almost pushing him through the mattress, my movements were that strong.

Take it easy He moaned, twisting and writhing Not so hard, it fucking hurts. Get some lube"

Fuck him, fuck the lube too, I thought to myself, he’s had his fun and now it’s my turn. All I could see was this red mist that surrounded everything around me. I was plunging in and out of this guy but all I could think of was those two next door having a great time. I was getting angry, and the angrier I became the harder I pumped into him.

Get ready, fuck-bitch I snarled Take this lot….I’m going to come

Seconds later and I was shooting my juice deep into his hole, the anger seemed to fade for a while and eventually the orgasm I experienced took me over the edge and into a blissful oblivion.

As I lie there on top of him, I could still hear the other two guys going at it. There just didn't seem to be any end to their screwing, they must have been on something to give them that type of buzz. The anger returned and I was starting to feel like going next door and hitting someone, so I knew I had to get out of there before I did anything that I would regret later. This was the first time that I’d ever felt so angry, the Feeling overwhelmed me and took over me. I couldn’t take it any longer, got up, got dressed and just walked out without a