A Great Evening Last Year During The Playoffs

I have a friend, he goes by Colonel, 55 and a big man. Like most retired military he is a bossy in charge sort of man. He works as the Food and Beverage Manager for a large upscale hotel and is surrounded by young college age men working the bell stand, the front desk, room service and the waiters. I'm sure there are just as many women doing those jobs but who cares.

We were watching the football playoffs last year and he made the observation that in his 55 years he had never sucked off a black man. I said neither had I. And what's more I said, I didn't want to. My predilections are for straight cut white boys, perfectly circumcised, with hair in the crack of their ass. Tennis players, lacrosse, bowling, theater arts but never football. Yes I'm selective but I can afford it. The Colonel has always liked sissies, panty clad young men who want to attach themselves to his cock, a great big worm of a thing, uncut and to my mind gross, by the sissy boys will swallow anything.

We talked about it and he suggested we get a couple of black boys up there and suck some black cock, and fuck a couple of black boys. I declined and told him if that's what he wanted more power to him but I was sticking to my kind of boy, a nice white church boy you can kiss while you jerk him off. The truth is that the whole conversation had me pretty darn horny and I suggested we call a couple of young me to come over.

He called around and one his friends told him he could find a sissy ass black boy in pink panties and I called around and asked Steven to come on by. Steven is a nice young man, he hates being gay, he is a church boy and has a perfect circumcised cock and a nice smooth ass with hair up his crack. My perfect boy for an evening of fun. An hour later we had our boys there and we decided to let them dress up in football jerseys, and nothing else. We put one of Steven's most hated videos in the player, a hill billy fucking a nice a boy. I pulled him to me and started kissing and jerking him off.

The Colonel had slipped the pink panties of his boy and he had a rather big piece of meat between his legs. I'm talking nine inches, long and uncut. The Colonel could not keep his hands off of it and soon had it in his mouth. Those damn jerseys got in the way and soon our dates for the night were naked as the way they were born and I was sucking his beautiful cock and The Colonel was humping his boy, his big fat cock stuffed in the boy's skinny ass. Steven got uncomfortable watching The Colonel working the boy's over and he wanted me to let him go home. I had to talk assertively to him, turn him around and give him a sound spanking on the ass before taking him and fucking him.

The difference between Steven and the black boy is that Steven never wanted to be gay, and the block boy was born for the part. When he wore his pink panties he wasn't doing it for anyone's benefit other than his own. I told Steven to put on the pink panties that were on the floor and told him what a beautiful his ass and penis were, covered up by the pink fabric. I pulled him down and kissed him, I love kissing Steven, he's so good looking and nervous it just makes me want to fuck him.

After the video was over, and the football game was back in overtime, we sat with our boys, The Colonel a great big white man with a Marine Corp haircut and his skinny black boy in pink panties and me and Steven cuddled up with his cock in my hand. To each his own, I gave Steven a ride home, and slipped a fifty in his shirt pocket and told him he was the boy I wanted to fuck. The Colonel kept the black boy and his pink panties overnight and got charged a fortune by the handler. Each man got what he wanted, and that's what it's all about.