St Martin is a Caribbean island that is half French and half Dutch, but most people speak English. And like any Caribbean island, it is full of young black men with one thing on their mind: sex. That is not to say young men all over the world aren't the same, but there is something about the Caribbean personality that makes this more obvious. These guys' desire for sex is barely contained. It bubbles just below the surface and if you're looking for sex yourself, it's very exciting.
As soon as I arrived I had registered on a free gay dating site. I'm white and have had fantastic sex with men of all races, from reserved white men to kinky, eager Japanese and imperious, dominant Indians. It really makes no difference to me what their heritage is - or even what they look like, really. I am not looking for an adonis with a sculpted body and a beaming smile; I'm looking for someone who knows what he's doing and wants to give me what I need. Fat, hairy old men turn me on just as much as sleek younger ones.
In St Martin, though, the site was full of down-to-earth, unsophisticated young studs and that was fine with me. You have to be careful, of course, because there are unscrupulous people everywhere, just as there are respectable ones, and in the Caribbean I was seen as a rich white man looking for black cock. The part of that description that wasn't true was the rich part. I certainly wasn't poor, but I was nobody's sugar daddy.
So I hadn't jumped into a hookup with any of the available guys. I had swapped pics and attempted to get them to say more than wassup, which can be difficult.
On a different site, a buy-and-sell group, I was looking for a guitar and soon came across a possibility: a nice Yamaha acoustic at a good price. I arranged to go and see it one night.
The owner's name was Popo, apparently, and he was an all-round musician and DJ. He lived in an area that was regarded as a bit dangerous, so I arranged to go there before dark, at 5pm.
Popo opened the door and showed me in. He was in his late 20s, tall, slim and shiny-skinned, wearing a baseball top that had huge armholes so his chest and stomach were exposed. I enjoyed the view but that wasn't what I was there for. He also wore long basketball shorts and I got the impression there was no underwear beneath them. Without saying anything, Popo was typically arrogant about his black masculinity. However low they stood on the ladder of life, with no money and few prospects, he and his fellow islanders had no doubt they were the sexual master race. It was a side of them I didn't like, but you can't begrudge someone the right to feel good about himself. They probably thought I was arrogant - and privileged and all that anti-white stuff that had become fashionable. As far as I was concerned, we were equals and I just wanted to get along with everybody.
Popo was smoking grass and handed the joint to me. It was good stuff and I quickly got a bit stoned. Marijuana is good for sex like it's god for listening to music: it makes the experience more intense.
I played a few chords and the guitar seemed okay. I asked him to plug it in so I could check the pickup worked, so he did and it was fine.
At that point another young guy emerged from the back room, bigger and more muscular, with a shaven head and a bad attitude. He wore a short t-shirt and tight lycra shorts that left little to the imagination. Popo introduced him as Marlon
"So, you want it?" Popo asked. "$200 and it's yours."
"Discount if you suck his cock," Marlon interjected.
"No," Popo replied, "Sucking my cock is extra."
"Well he can suck my cock for free," Marlon said, thrusting his hand into his shorts and pulling out his big, soft penis. He left it hanging outside his shorts and flicked his eyes in my direction. "You want some?" he asked me.
"Maybe you'd like to fuck me," I said, astonished as the words left my mouth.
"Maybe I would," Marlon said. "Come!" he barked it like an order, as Dutch people did in that island. Everyone from civil servants to doctors' receptionists liked to tell you to "Kom!"
Marlon had returned where he came from. I looked at Popo.
"You can pay me later," he said, and nodded towards the bedroom.
Marlon was on the bed on his back, his shirt removed and his shorts pulled down to free the dark banana. If he intended to send shockwaves of lust through me, he had succeeded.
Many men would have run away, but this was exactly what I wanted. Not what I expected but the most thrilling surprise imaginable and my subconscious had quickly come to terms with it. My head was almost spinning with desire and the shock of its sudden arrival. I pulled my t-shirt over my head and hurried my shorts and underpants down to give this stud a good look at my fit but submissive body.
"Man," he said, "You don't mess around."
I climbed onto the bed and pulled his shorts off. His thighs were muscled and shapely. I bent down and kissed them, then moved up and licked his balls, which were big and tempting. He wriggled a little to get comfortable as I took his snake in my mouth. It was long and thick and rubbery. Marlon accepted my services with a look of satisfaction on his face.
"You want to lick my ass?" he asked brusquely, turning and pushing his rump towards me. I got right in there, placing my tongue in his slightly musky, delicious crack. He might have been thinking this was a degrading thing to make me do, and if he hadn't been clean it would have been. But he was freshly showered and his ass just smelled like a nice ass. As I licked it I became aware of Popo standing in the doorway, watching. I licked Marlon's strong, demanding ass and I loved it as much as he evidently did.
"You sure are accommodating," he said. "I think you should lick my ass every day."
"I would love to," I replied, caressing his balls.
"Man," Popo said. "You two make a beautiful sight."
"Just let me fuck him," Marlon said. "Then it's your turn." As he did so, he reached for a tube of cream and pushed me onto my back, lifting my legs and spreading the cream in my hole. He was a wonderful presence: confident, skillful and beautiful and I could hardly wait for him to penetrate me. I didn't have to wait more than a second, in fact, because he was up between my legs, on top of me and pressing into me and in no time his fabulous cock was inside me and he was pumping steadily. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Popo with a phone, filming it. He had taken off his shirt and shorts, so his slimmer, more wiry but equally promising body was on display, awaiting the call. I loved the thick little oasis of pubic hair that surrounded his cock and balls. Marlon had shaved his and that was exciting too, but Popo's pubes added to the primeval thrill. A man's pubic hair tells you this is a sex zone and to beware of pounding pistons and flying spunk. It's why I'm such a sucker for hairy men, because it's like being fucked by an animal. These two black guys didn't have much body hair except in their armpits, but they had their ebony colour and the feel of their skin. Marlon's crack, for instance, was smooth and shiny, like fragrant leather.
Marlon was now fucking me fast and short, just shagging me like a dog, and he didn't take long to cum. When he did, he lifted me to bury his rod deeper as he flooded my depths with his spunk. I was delirious by this time, as Marlon, mission accomplished, pulled out and climbed off. I almost came in Popo's mouth when he landed on me and sucked my pulsating cock.
"I do like a white dick now and then," he said. "Now turn over and get on your knees." There was a hint of menace in his voice and I suspected it was for Marlon's benefit, to show him Popo was tough and not taking any shit from the white guy. But Marlon wasn't there. I could hear him in the bathroom, washing.
He came back into the room just as Popo eased his fabulously hard phallus into my anus and up the tunnel made slippery by Marlon's semen. In a moment of panic I realised I was vulnerable. I could be robbed, beaten up and thrown out on the street. But at least I couldn't be raped, because I was loving this experience with two hungry, virile young men. I relished the fact that I was now being buggered doggie-style by one and watched by the other, who had been inside me just a few minutes ago. The atmosphere was far from intimidating, though. There was an element of friendship and even affection.
"You ever get fucked by two guys before?" Marlon called across the room. I shook my head. "Maybe next time we can make it four guys," he said with a leer. "How about that? Fucked by four black men. You'd be thinking about it for the rest of your life. After your ass recovered, that is."
He was right. I knew I'd be thinking about this threesome forever and trying to replicate it, although the impromptu nature of the encounter was unlikely to happen again.
Popo's fucking was slow and hard. His cock was slimmer but longer than Marlon's, and he was thumping it into the extremities of my anal canal. I wasn't sure exactly what he was bumping against, but I liked it. It was slightly scary but utterly thrilling.
He leaned down and whispered in my ear, "I'm gonna cum in your mouth," and then dismounted. He threw me onto my back and leaned over me as he jacked himself. I half opened my mouth and watched closely so that when he started to buckle I could engulf his knob and receive all his testicular cream. That moment happened with a roar as the spunk came flying out of him, powering up his cock and hurtling into my mouth and down my throat.
"Shit, man," he gasped. "Shit that was good. You like that?" I kissed the tip of his cock and sucked a few last millimetres of semen out of it.
And yes, I got out of there safely with my guitar and a sore but grateful asshole. I determined that i would contact those two again and see if they meant it about bringing along two more next time."
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Pub: 24 Mar 2021 13:42 UTC
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