WalMan

Man #1

“XavMan” was horny. he sent this text at 12:30pm on Sunday, Feb 12th, 2017:

“Can you make me cum?”

“Not available now.”

“Got a guy over, huh?”

“No. Eating.” which was true.

about 1pm, i texted:

“Let’s fuck.”

“You’re home now?” i hadnt been away, actually.

“Yeah, so u wanna fuck me today?”

“Yes but busy now, will be free in an hour.” i told him ok but to text before he departed.

at 2:10pm, he wrote:

“OK. You clean up? Cuz I’m free now.”

“Be here at 2:30.”

“Can’t do now? Beyond horny and can’t hold back much longer.” seriously, dude?

“2:30”

“another day then.”

WTF? did he not realize what time it is? it will take him around 10 minutes just to get here.

“U do realize 2:30 is 15 minutes from now, right?”

“Sorry but my girl just left and I only have so much time and I’m beyond horny” this guy, i thought, needs to be whacked upside the head w/ a cuppa coffee.

“OK forget it.”

“Forget what?”

“See u some other day.”

“OK” …then…

“If I wait, are u sure u will be free?”

“Make up your mind. I’m doing laundry here. Bed is torn up. I need to make preparations. All that takes a few minutes. U told me u won’t come. I undid the preparations. 2:30 is now too soon”

“what prep, dude? i just need your mouth and ass, i can use you on the stairs. if it’s that much of an issue then fuck it.”

“U should be on my end. 2:35.” yes, this is a real, factual text conversation, not some stupid made-up shit.

“On your end?” yeah dude, there really is stuff to do to get ready, even if u want to fuck me on the stairs.

“Yes or no, 2:35?”

“Yea sure”

“OK see u then.”

for chrissakes…. i took a dump then cleaned my crotch. i put the lube, water bottle & poppers on the stairs, along w/ a towel & damp wash cloth. i put on an old T-shirt & took off my cargo shorts. i had on a pair of black briefs. then i unlocked the deadbolt. i squeezed out lube & smeared it on & in my ass hole. i know he wants to start fucking me with very minimal delay.

the appointed time rolled by. he arrived at 2:40. so much for this being time-critical. he hit the doorbell & i let him in. i closed the door & locked it. i sank to my knees. he pulled down his zipper, pulled out his black cock & began stroking it. seconds later, he presented it for me to suck!

i sucked it up. he just wants me to suck till he’s hard then he wants to slam it in my hole, like immediately. he was hard quickly but i kept sucking for another minute. then i got up, knelt on a stair & spread my legs. i pushed my briefs down my thighs. he stood on the landing, put the head of his raw dick at my asshole then pushed it in!

I put the popper bottle to my nose & inhaled as he pounded me hard! altho the stairs are carpeted, they are backed up w/ solid wood. put your head in the wrong place & u will quickly get a headache, lol. as he fucked me, i thought, is this great or what?

he fucked me hard for about 5 min then gasped & groaned & came in my hole! he pulled out. i handed him the wash cloth. he wiped his still-hard dick which poked out from his zipper. he hadnt even pulled down his pants. i turned toward him & took it back in my mouth! i resumed sucking, but very gently this time.

he was into it. he even began slowly face fucking me. i asked, “wanna fuck again?” yes, he nodded. i got back into position & he shoved his dick back in my butt! i took more popper hits as he plunged in & out. i fucked back at him as best i could.

he gasped again then a moment later stopped & pulled out. i passed the wash cloth again. “did u cum a 2nd time?”

“no,” he said, then added “i really needed that!” so did I! he put his dick away & zipped up. he was ready to go. i opened the door.

“see ya,” he said. then he drove back to his girlfriend…who is obviously not giving it up often enuf. that’s what i do. i suck black cock & get fucked. men come to me coz they need what their women will not provide.

The clock on the wall read 2:48pm.

“WalMan” is supposed to fuck me tonite too, he will get some sloppy 2nds. last time he fucked me bareback twice, so we shall see.

 

Man #2

at 9:31 this morning, “WalMan” sent this text:

“Hey I wanted to know if you can help me with some money, if you can do that.”

“Can’t do it. There’s a payday loan place in the shopping center down the road.”

“I can’t get a loan. I tried already, but you be free tonight?” really, dude? payday loan joints loan to almost anybody if they have a job.

“I will be free till 9:30 tonite.” actually it’s 10pm on Sunday nites, but this fellow is a pick-up & deliver-back dude.

“Okay”

“Do you want me to reserve time for u? If so, tell me when u want me to pick u up.”

“Yup and 8”

“OK u got it.”

at 7:30pm i texted to confirm. he said we are still good to go. it was cold out & i was in a T-shirt & cargo shorts. i had no plans to be outdoors today. i went to the garage & started the car, to warm it up. back inside, i laid out a towel on the family room carpet. i also put down a damp wash cloth, hand towel, poppers, lube & my water bottle.

that’s his pic at the top of this page.

i turned on the porch light & unlocked the deadbolt. we would be coming in thru the front door. that deadbolt is sometimes a bitch to unlock from outside. i need to hit it with some WD-40. i was ready.

at 7:50pm i texted that i was departing. i stopped at the office door into the garage, inhaled & held it. the car was running in the closed garage. i opened the garage door then got in the car & immediately backed out. then i resumed breathing….

i hit the button to shut the garage door, put the car in gear & headed to the pick up spot. i arrived on time. he got in a minute later & we drove back. i made sure my video doorbell got a look at him before we went inside. we undressed immediately, me down to my T-shirt, then he said he needed to piss. i accompanied him upstairs to the hall bathroom

back in the fam room, he stepped up to me, pulling on his big thick fat uncut black cock. i pulled the foreskin back & went down on it! it’s got a slight sideways curve but i could suck it ok. i sucked & slurped & stroked it then licked my lips & took his balls in my mouth!

he started slowly face fucking me. the foreskin covered his shaft & it tickled the back of my mouth. usually that makes me gag but i got past it. i took his face fucking for a few minutes then resumed the blowjob & went down on his balls again…

i looked up. “wanna fuck?” he enthusiastically nodded. i grabbed the lube & put a lot on my hole. i knew i’d need a lot of lubrication. i coated his dick w/ it too. “u got a big cock,” i said as i smeared it around. hes about 8 thick inches.

onto my hands & knees i went, on the towel. he got behind me, put the head at my hole & left it there for a few seconds. then he pushed it all the way into me! i could really feel it. then he started fucking me! powerfully. i was getting slammed. i wiped my slippery hands on the damp wash cloth then unscrewed the popper cap.

holding that thing steady under my nose was hard, slam! slam! slam! i was groaning & moaning as he bareback fucked me. i reached under to massage his balls. that didnt surprise him at all. he just kept pounding my poor, beat-up hole.

he grabbed my shirt & pulled me back into him, like u would use the reins on a horse. he slapped my butt cheek then pushed me forward w/ his hard, relentless pounding. i tried to take another popper hit. impossible. i couldnt hold it under my nose. i put it to my mouth instead & inhaled.

my ass was getting raw, but i didnt tell him that. i just said, “cum in me!” a couple minutes later, he pushed me even farther forward then cried out as he shot his load. he kept up the heavy pounding for another minute then ripped his dick out of my ass! just as he did last time.

i handed him the wash cloth. he wiped himself clean then stepped up to me again. last time he fucked me twice. maybe we’d do it again. i took his big cock back in my mouth! i resumed sucking it, slurping it then licking & sucking his balls again.

he started fucking my face once more then pulled out. he had a really big smile on his face. “are we done?” i asked. he said yes. 1 time only tonite. he went into the kitchen to wash his hands then we got dressed.

after making sure he had everything he came with, we went back out to my car, which was parked in the driveway. we talked about the Raiders, his fave NFL team, on the way to his house.

for hours afterward, i emitted long farts. all that ass pounding shoved alot of air up my butt. then, of course, cum oozed from my hole. i wiped a finger between my cheeks several times then held it to my nose. i love the smell of a black man’s cum as it leaks from my ass!

 

Weirdness

then things got really weird.

at 10:46pm, i got an email. it read:

“Hey text me I came by when u were on [street name deleted] [text # deleted]” it came from a name, the initials of which were TB….

“i dont know who u are. i got no record of ‘TB’ or your text #.”

“thats a fake name…. i fucked u in red pantys and came twice back to back.” he included some info about me personally, which was correct. but who is he?

“thats nice.”

“text me now bitch”

“u still havent told me who u are. gimme the name or gimme the phone number u used when u were last here”

“cant remember the number but T… was the name i used… ur a taller white bitch gray hair and  i fucked u doggy and grab ur neck….” he had definitely been here. the info was accurate.

i searched thru my contacts for someone w/ the T… name he provided & found 1. then i checked our text messages. that person was here on August 28 last year. the nickname i gave him was: “ZBJMan.”

the text message record says he then got back in touch on Dec. 30th, he wanted a blowjob. he booked the time w/ me & was a no-show. i had told him to find someone else.

if that is the guy — & im really not sure that it is — i didnt care to see him again. so i then texted this guy:

“pass, get someone else”

“ok but u still have that old ford van parked in front ???”

what the fuck did that mean? well, evidently, he doesnt have our old text messages on his new phone, which means he doesnt have my phone # anymore or address. was he thinking about cruising the neighborhood until he found the van in my driveway? then what?

would he pound on the door loudly demanding to fuck me? or graffiti my house or van w/ “panty wearing fag” or something stupid like that? one way or another, he apparently needed the van as a landmark.

“and high def security cams that watch the place as well as the street. get someone else,” i replied. if he was thinking about finding me against my wishes, that ought to make him pause.

“no i wannna fuck u”

it’s nice to be wanted.  🙂  my reply:

“u do not need to fuck me. u havent been here in 6 months. get someone else”

of course that assumes that the guy i found in my contacts is the same person. if hes someone else, i need to know who he is. i honestly dont know if i want to see him again.

“Not 6 months tho”

i didnt answer. it was late on a Sunday nite & i had to wrap things up & hit the shower, etc. i didnt want to deal w/ this suddenly desperately horny & insistent unknown person. i figured it would be prudent to move the van onto some other street. i drove it to a cul-de-sac 3 blocks away & parked it mostly out of sight from the main road behind a U-Haul truck.

then i walked home.

i did the same thing on Monday nite. i moved the van 6 blocks away for the evening. probably on Tuesday, i’ll put it back in my driveway.

soon, i was asleep!