Gay Erotic Stories

Good morning, class. Today we are going to read the story of my dream in which I had an encounter with black porn-king, Mr. Marcus, whom I'm sure we all know. Here it is: You know how dreams can be all mixed up. I went to the barber's to get a haircut. When I got there, my usual barber wasn't there. In his place was this huge black man whose face I couldn't see as he had his back towards me. When he turned around, I recognized him; it was Mr. Marcus. "What in God's name are you doing in Lagos?" I asked. "Career change," was his reply. He asked me to sit down and began combing my hair through and with every touch of his hand on my skin, shivers went down my spine. After a while, I noticed, to my delight, that he kept leaning on me while leaning over to reach the other side of my head. Each time, he would press his huge dong on my ready and waiting flesh. Heaven. I summoned courage after a while, and the next time he pressed his prick against my body I grabbed it and gave it a light squeeze. Before I did this, I expected that he would at the very least punch me in the face for doing that but to my surprise, he didn't. He just moaned. He asked me if I wanted to taste it. He unzipped his jeans under which he had no underwear. He brought out his huge cock and stuck it into my mouth. I almost gagged at first but then he gave me a pat and a rub on the back and that made me feel a lot better. I sucked it with relish, hoping this moment would last forever. As I sucked it, his moans grew louder and louder and I figured that he was about to cum so I stopped eating his dong and asked him to switch places. He agreed to this. He reached for my raging hard cock and immediately began sucking it. As he sucked it he made loud slurping noises by letting air into his mouth and then letting saliva run down my cock and then sucking it back into his mouth. I managed to squeeze out a question. "Have you done this before?" "I do this all the time," was the answer. As he said this, I felt blood rush into my head and I told him I was about to cum. "Good," he said, "do it in my mouth." And I did. I exploded in his mouth and he swallowed every drop. "Mmmm, that was amazing," he said, "now turn around and let me fuck your black ass.” "Not with that thing you won't!" I said. "Please, the size of my cock scares even me sometimes, but I promise to be gentle. Don't worry, you'll love it." "O.K then, but you have to be very slow at first," I said. "Don't worry, I do this all the time." He spat on his palm, rubbed his cock with the spit, then sat on his hand a second time and with the spit he stuck his finger in my hole. "Like that?" he asked. "Oh yeah." He spat some more on his dick and than slowly inserted it into my ready-and-waiting asshole. "Your ass is super, never had one like it," he said. He started thrusting his cock into me slowly for a while and then he began to pound like he does in the movies. This was too much for me. I wanted to explode, the ecstasy was almost making me go mad. "I'm gonna cum," he said, "and it’s gotta be in your ass." He let out what could be compared to a roar and suddenly, I felt warm in my rectum. He stayed still for abut 10 seconds and then he pulled out his cock and stuck it in my face again. I sucked it dry and then he asked to suck mine. You see blowjobs are my life. This was too good to be true; I had to be dreaming. As soon as that thought went through my head I woke up. I wanted to kill myself for not finishing my dream! I tried to recreate the scene and go back to the dream but I failed. I still try. If...no, when I do, I'll tell you the rest if the story.