i was hesitant to contribute to this, out of fear of perpetuating stereotypes and getting flamed for it, but I have a story and I think it's worth sharing.
A number of years back, in a building I was living in in NYC, through a series of circumstances one of the workers (part time doorman, part time maintenance guy) got to know that I'm gay, and it was just no big deal. Told me he had had a brother who he thinks is gay, and we would talk about that from time to time, etc. No biggie. Fast forward a few months, we end up meeting up at a bar nearby one night, hang out with him and his friends for a bit. His friends leave, and it's just he and I. Starts asking me weird questions as he gets drunker. For example...have i ever been with a black guy, does all gay guys fantasize about black cock, etc. (Answers were no, and who the fuck knows?) I started getting playful and asked him some questions back. things like does he fulfill the reputation of the mythical black cock, and things like that. He says, "oh, yeah, bro. never get complaints. people get addicted." shit like that. (yawn) Anyway, that's that.
(sorry, getting to the chase here...) So, fast forward a few weeks later, and i come through the front door one night after having had a few drinks...he's at the front desk. i go up to him and say, come upstairs later. and just walk away. I had no idea what I was doing and after i got into the apartment, my adrenaline was flowing.
About an hour later, doorbell rings. he comes in. kinda nervous...but he had a six pack of Stella in his hands that he ran down to the deli to get before he came up. we start hanging out, drinking, and i see the outline of his cock starting to enlarge down one side of his grey sweat pants. and his hand starts to really gently rub it, and he starts making eye contact with me and stops talking as he's doing it. Showtime, i thought to myself.
I got up off the couch and got on my knees in front of him. "Take it out. Show it to me." And he did. I knew this guy was gonna be hung. I just knew it. But I seriously never expected what I saw.
Before I even continue, no I did not measure it. lol. i can honestly say i've never even measured my own. but what I saw made me literally emit like this little audible gasp. His penis was so beautiful.....very very thick, cut with a beautifully shaped head, large with a very big piss slit...long...extremely long, accentuated by his pretty trim pubes....and the most amazing part, it was inked. i remember thinking at that time, FUCK, you never know what someone is carrying around, do you? entire shaft was inked....heavy dark cock inches from my face. i wanted to ask for permission to touch it. i think he knew that's what was about to happen. He said, sorry, you can't touch it. But you can get really close to it and smell it if you want. and that's what I did. he smelled clean, very slightly musty after a long day of working, obviously. but there was this incredible heat coming off this cock. and when my face got close to it, it got thicker and harder until it was eventually fully erect.
He asked me to tell him what I think. And all I kept saying was you're so big...you're so big....omg you're so big....this turned him on so much...and that's where a pattern that would last for weeks began. He told me to keep telling him how big he was. over and over. and tell him how much I love it. and how superior it was. and he just started jacking. i tried to reach for it to jack it for him....he pushed my hand away....so i went for the next best thing. reached for his nuts. very big (huge) nuts...not low hangers...but really fucking large....he tried to push my hand away from that too, but i pushed his hand away from mine. And I said, "no...just jack and cum for me...."
So, I held his heavy sack and he masturbated for me. told me to look in his eyes and continue to tell him how huge his cock is. how much i needed to see him cum. how much I needed to taste his cum. i just repeated everything he said. because I knew that I wanted to see this huge cock cum, and preferably on me.
After about 15 minutes....he said it's time...and he grabbed my hand and wrapped it around his dick. the then wrapped his hand around mine. he then jerked himself off using my hand in between his and his cock. Long strokes....slowly increasing the pace....And then finally "look in my eyes. i'm going to give you what you have been wanting for a long time." and then, and this was the hottest thing to me, he SILENTLY ejaculated a tremendous volume of cum in 4 or 5 really heavy streams...his abs were fully contracted and his breath was heavy....but he made no sounds...and i could literally hear the splashing of his cum on my face, and the jets that hit the couch, etc. And yeah, i'm not ashamed to admit. I licked and swallowed just about every drop of it I could find, off my fingers, off the couch, his arm......i was like an animal.
He let the dick just drop to his thigh and that's when I had my "come to jesus" experience. I asked him if I could hold it while I jack. and he said i could. oh my god. i could feel his pulse through it, it remained so thick and heavy. sticky and hot. i just held it with one hand and jacked with the other. the orgasm i experienced while holding that heavy heavy HEAVY cock was mind blowing. i don't think i ever came that hard before or after in my life.
It was pretty unceremonious after that. He got up, zipped up...said he needed to go. I was like, yeah, totally. take care. And there were no other words.
But I got that knock on the door at least 5 or 6 times over the next several months....the one regret I had was that i never got to feel that cock in my neck.....but I doubt I would have been able to get more than a few inches into my mouth....it was very thick, especially towards the middle. i still think about it. probably always will.