What friends are for (Remake) - Sex Stories

What friends are for (Remake)

... stranger opening each and every bathroom stall, like he was looking for someone. Getting scared, he turned around just in time to see Mr. Sweatpants standing behind him. "Ooh no way." The large black man said, staring down at Sam's erect penis. Putting the pieces together, he understood what Mr. Sweatpants must have thought. The smile, the wink, now being alone in a bathroom with his cock out, it all made sense. Sam backed away as he walked closer, trying to explain the misunderstanding. The large black man didn't care though, telling Sammy that he was released from prison a month ago, and had yet to get laid. Pulling down his sweatpants the huge fat cock flopped free, it's size far bigger then all his friend's. Telling Mr. Sweatpants no was a bit challenging, since Sammy's cock was still rock hard and a clear indicator that he was excited. "Get down on yo knees." He ordered. Fear now gripped him, all the fantasies and kinks he had didn't compare to the real thing, especially when he was staring down the 9" black cock of a former criminal. Now pushed into the corner, Sammy sunk to his knees as the dick in his face started to drool and rub against his lips. He had given oral before, but it had been completely different involving his friend's small white one in the safety of his home. Smegma around the strangers cock was a clear picture of how long it had been since he washed, but Sam was out of options. Worried more about being beat up then sucking, he reached out to cradle ...

... the black man's big heavy balls, while his tongue licked it's way around the filthy head. Mr. Sweatpants was in heaven as his cock received little kisses and licks from the young white boy, whose cock still hadn't went flaccid. After sucking, licking, and swallowing his cock clean, Sam's kinky depraved side started kicking in. Now working harder on the fat member, he slid his tongue up and down it's length, fitting it all in his mouth was impossible. Nearly about to cum, he heard the bathroom door swing open and someone else walk in. "Sammy you in here? Your mom's ready to leave, let's go!" He shouted, the footsteps getting closer until he walked up behind them and stared in disbelief. Shouting curses and thinking his son was being raped, he lunged forward and grabbed the black man pulling him away from his son. Stuffing his cock away, Sam watched his father and the much larger black man wrestled back and forth, yelling and throwing punches. Between running for help or trying to stop them, Sammy ended up only watching as his father started losing the fight. The black man's large cock continued to drool and flop around as he brought Sam's father to his back and started hitting him. Just as he was about to yell for help, the memory of an internet video flashed in his mind. It was very similar to what was happening in front of him: a much larger man beating down a smaller one, the video had helped Sammy get off when he watched it. The situation wasn't helped by Sammy's cock which ...