It was a rather dull Tuesday morning in Yardley. I needed apee.More tothepoint I needed a good fuck. Fortunately, I had some time on my hands so I was able to wait for some time in the public toilets. Nobody came in. Well, it's sometimeslikethat.That'sit,Ithoughtto myself.Betterbe going. Just then, however, a young black man walked in. He walked up to the urinal, unzipped himself. I say 'young man'.I supposehewas slightly over thirty-five. After a while, he turned to me and smiled. From then on I sensed my luck was in. I smiled back, but then quickly turned away. After about thirty seconds, I turned myhead aroundforthesecondtime. He smiled and so did I as I watched him slowly fondling his hardening prick. I reciprocated the gesture andit wasn'tlongbeforethetwoofus were both staring at each others erections.

Public toilets, however, are dangerous places and so I asked him ifhe hadanywhere to go. He said he didn't. I suggested to him that we make for a derelict house I knew in the vicinity. We both zipped up. Ileft thetoiletfirstandhe followed me at a safe distance up the road. When we got to the empty house, I paused a while on the othersideof theroadbeforecrossingover. Peter, however, had qualms about the idea. What's more, it had just begun to rain. I asked him againifhe knewanywherewe could go. After a few moments hesitation, he said he could take me to a friend of his in Small Heath, but hisfriendmight want to fuck me as well. Well that's OK I said. I'm sure we'll manage!

Thetwoof us walked through the underpasses at Yardley. I had parked my car in the B&Q car park. It was now raining harder. Peter and Igot intothecar. We were both, I suppose, a little nervous. I drove into Small Heath via Hay Mills. Peter told me to turn left into oneofthe sideroads.Weventuredhalf-way up the road. As it so happened his friend was standing outside the front- door. Petertoldmetodrive pastthe house and park the car. He himself would have a word with his friend who was apparently called Joe. If all was O.K., he'd givemea wave.Peter got out of the car and made for his friend. After a minute or so's conversation, Peter beckoned me from the car.Iveryquickly locked the door of the car and headed in their direction. Introductions atthefrontdoorwere fairly minimal (it was still raining) and we soon passed from the hall into the back room.

The back room was quite cosy. Joe, another black maninhisfifties, returnedtohisseat by the television. Peter and I sat on the sofa. After a few minutes banter about the weather and shoppinginYardley, Peterbeganto pull off my sweater, then he opened my shirt and began to play with my nipples one by one, first by thumbing them and thenby gently sucking them. Soon we began to embrace and cuddle one another. I begantofeelquitesexy.After cuddling we laid back on the sofa. Peter unzipped meandputhislargeblackhandinsidemywhite underpants.Hesoonfoundmycockandbegan to play with it. Not surprisingly I soon had him unzipped as well. He sighed as I pulled his red briefs away from his manhood and, with his cooperation, dragged his trousers to his ankles. By now there was no doubt aboutthesizeand 'quality'of his penis. It must have been a good eight and half inches long and of substantial girth. Slowly I played with his ballsandthe inside of his thighs. His prick became even harder. Gently I rolled back theforeskin, the glans was very clean and glistened. I wanted to suck Peter, but decided to wait a while. Slowly I moved myfingersupand down his shaft. He smiled. 'That's very good', he said. I continued.

Whilethiswasgoing on, Joe (believe it or not) had been transfixed by the T.V.. However, he now got outofthechair.Veryslowlyhe rolled up the sleeves of his shirt. Then he told me to strip off and to placemyselfacrossa wooden chair in the centre of the room -- legs apart. I obeyed his 'orders' and thuspositionedmyself.Hehimself divestedhimselfof trousers and shorts. With little ceremony he came round to the front of the chair. This was the real thing.Isoonhad hissomewhat limp cock in my mouth. It's slightly salty taste reminded me of my own erection. Using my lips and tongue I soon got it hard.As IsuckedJoe'scock,Icould see Peter quietly masturbating on the sofa.

After a while, Joe withdrew his prick from my mouth. Iknewwhatwas next.Amomentafterthesound of spitting, Joe's wet fingers were exploring my arse hole. He spat again and began to put up afingerup myarse.I myself spat on my hand and began to lubricate my arse with my saliva. I don't often have to use vaseline, as long as I'm relaxed I find I can usually receive a prick with not too much difficulty.Joe's cockpressedagainstmyanus.Hepushed hard. Fortunately, it was positioned well and quickly slid in. At first there was a littlepain, butitsoondisappearedashegradually began to pump me. After a minute or two, Peter got up from the sofa, tossed off his trousersand pants,andwas holding his firm black cock under my nose. It was very erect and I could see traces of dribble, but not very much. I tookthe wholelot in my mouth. It tasted wonderful. I ran my tongue around the glans and inside the tiny slippery hole in the centre.Peterputhis armsonJoe to provide support as he continued to fuck me. Here was I -- a white guy -- being fucked by a Black guywhilesuckingoffhis Black friend. What a dream!

AfterawhileJoewithdrewfromme.Itwasn't long before Peter followed suite. Although Peter's cock was larger than Joe's, therewas no problem about penetration. It just went straight in. While Peter was delightingintheaction, Joe went into the kitchen, cleaned himself up, and then returned for a good suck. We must have been like thisfor severalminutes.Needlesstosaymyownprick was solid as steel throughout this activity. Eventually, Peter withdrew. Joe then toldto me lie with my back on the floor. I did so. He then lifted back my legs andentered me once again. He began to thrust harder and harder. I ran my fingers down his back and thighs. But he didn't climax.Insteadhe withdrew. Peter, however, who had been playing with himself in a nearby chair, was delighted to have a chance in this new position. He was soon thrustingaway.Afteracoupleofminutes,I could tell from his breathing and the tightness and sweat of his arse that he wasnearto orgasm.Iran my fingers down his spine a couple of times. He grunted and gasped and shuddered in aseriousofjerks.Afterawhilehe withdrew and sat down on the arm of a chair. He squeezed his penis from thebase.Alotofspunk still oozed out. I put my hand to my arse hole. It was very wet and sticky. It wasn't long before Joe hadpushed histhrobbingcockinmeagain.Thesight of spunk dripping from Peter's dick no doubt assisted his resolve to'giveittome'this time.Peterinfactwaslettingmetastehis spunk since he was rolling the tipofhisnowlimppenisovermylips.Ittasted excellent,thick and creamy. Joe continued to pump. It was somewhat of a marathon,butheeventuallygottothatexquisiteplateauof excitement.Iscratchedboth thighs very gently. Every muscle in his body strained. This was it! I could feel the final thrustdeepinside me. I too was about to explode. With Joe still inside me, I asked Peter tobringme to climax. By this time only a few strokes were needed. I shot my load all over my chest, and a few spurts landed on my face.As IcameIcouldfeelJoe's penis still hard and heavy within me. At last it was all over!

After a minute or two, we got up. Joe pointed me to thebathroom.My arsewascoveredinspunk.Isatonthe seat of the toilet and strained a little, a great number of blobs of spunkdroppedintothe pan.Ireally had been given a proper filling. I washed myself, came out of the bathroom, put on my clothes. I said a fewcursorygoodbyes toPeterandJoeand made for the door. It was no longer raining. I made for the car. Tired but very very satisfied.

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