TITLE    : Game Night Goes Wrong
STORYID  : game-night-goes-wrong
SUMMARY  : Boyfriend Tags Along and Loses Control.
AUTHOR   : sissyashley4bbc@lit
DATE     : 2023-01-22
CATEGORY : transgender-crossdressers
FLAGS    : h
TAGS     : |black cock|big black cock|sissy|bbc|interracial|big black dick|black dick|big cock|black man|black men|


My name is Jesse, I an a 21 year old senior male at Florida State University. I am happily dating Becky, who is also a 21 year old senior. We have been together since meeting freshmen year at a party.

Becky is an absolute 10. Gorgeous face, sexy body. Bubbly personality. One of those girls who seems to only gain weight in her tits and ass.

When we met, we were a great match in terms of looks, but as she continued to develop (and I didn't), it was clear that I was out-kicking my coverage.

As other guys put on more and more muscle throughout college, I stayed skinny and stopped growing. 5'9" and 135 pounds wasn't small freshmen year, but as a senior, Even tough I was fit and still very good looking, I felt like a boy amongst men.

It also didn't help my self esteem as Becky's friends continued to work their way up the male food chain. Since Becky was hot, her friends were also naturally hot.

Early in college, Becky's friends hooked up with my friends. But by senior year, they were all making their rotations through the football and basketball teams -- the celebrities on campus.

Basically, they all wanted desirable, huge men. Not to mention they were all getting paid to play sports, so they had the nicest apartments, cars, and access. They were basically college millionaires, while I was getting paid $7 an hour to work at a coffee shop. I mean, our school's quarterback got a Bentley for coming here!

Being in college, friends are everything. Becky always wanted to party with her friends, which meant going to these athlete parties.

I had two choices...I could either stay with my friends and she would go to these parties without me or I could tag along. The guys all got to know me, but often brushed me aside as they tried to hit on Becky.

Ultimately, I pretty much always tagged along because I was paranoid of what would happen if I wasn't there to create some sort of barrier for these guys to hit on her.

This particular Friday night, Becky wanted to go with her best friend, Amber, to her latest flings apartment to play drinking games. I didn't want Becky going as she would undoubtedly get paired up with one of her boyfriend's friends, but I couldn't tell her no.

Since I was painfully aware of how much hotter Becky was than me, I always let her do whatever and I tried to play it cool. I really don't think she had a clue about my insecurities.

When she brought up the plans, I just casually would say, "sounds fun, what time are we going?"

Just to ensure I had the invite without asking for one.

That evening, Amber, Becky, and I met up at their apartment for a pre-game drink. As usual, the girls were busy getting ready when I got there.

Similar to Becky, Amber was so sexy. She was a tiny blond, small tits, but an amazing ass. She had been exclusively dating black guys for a couple of years now, which scared me.

Given the rumors about black guys and their big black cocks, I was always terrified about what Amber told Becky about her experiences when I wasn't around.

"Jesse, can you order us an uber? No way we can walk across campus in these heels!" Becky said.

They were both dressed up so sexy. Mini skirts, crop tops, and heels.

"Why are you both so dressed up? Aren't we just going to play drinking games?" I asked.

Becky walked over to where I was sitting and climbed onto me. I felt my penis stir.

"Amber's new man likes it when she dresses up like this, I couldn't let her feel awkward as the only one all slutty. What, you don't think I look hot?" Becky said, giving me a pouting face.

I grabbed her ass and gave her a kiss, "you look so damn hot baby."

I tried to play it cool, but I knew the other guys would be checking her out all night.

The uber came and we left their place to go to the party. We pulled up to a really nice apartment building and were buzzed in.

As expected, a black man opened the door. He was probably 6'7". I recognized him from the basketball team.

"Damn Amber, you look fine as hell! You know what I like!" He said before giving her a kiss.

"Thanks Jamaal! This is my friend Becky that I was telling you about. And that is her boyfriend," Amber said.

Jamaal reached out to shake Becky's hand.

"We don't typically let girls bring their boyfriends, but you are too damn sexy so we will make an exception," Jamaal said.

Becky giggled, "oh don't worry, he is harmless. Everyone loves Jesse!"

He put both arms around Becky and Amber, leading them into the apartment. Becky held her hand back to hold my hand, but I ended up just walking behind them, ignored completely.

"Hey fellas! Meet Amber and Becky! Amber is my new piece, and Becky is her best friend and roommate," Jamaal said.

"Hey fellas, thanks for having us over!" Becky said cheerfully.

"Oh yea and this is Becky's boyfriend. I don't remember his name," Jamaal said.

"It's..." I tried to chime in from behind them.

But Jamaal interrupted or didn't hear me.

"We'll just call him boy," he laughed.

Everyone laughed, I blushed.

Once out of the hallway, I looked around and noticed two other guys on the couch. Both black. Both huge.

They both stood up. One walked right over to Becky, and the other to me.

The guy who walked over to me must have been 6'5" and solid muscle. Probably 250 pounds.

"Nice to meet you...boy," he laughed, giving me a wink before shaking my hand.

"Nice to meet you..." I started.

"Sir," he said.

I stared at him for a minute. He stared back before smiling.

"I'm just fucking with you boy! My friends call me Hammer," he said.

"You had me for a second! Nice to meet you Hammer," I said.

"Hammer here is our new middle linebacker. Transferred in a few months ago, dude hammers people on and off the field," Jamaal said, causing another laugh from the group.

"Becky, I'm going to go make a vodka cranberry, do you want one? How about you, boy?" Amber asked.

Apparently calling me "boy" was going to be a thing now.

"Yes! Me and boy would love one! Now what drinking games are you men thinking about playing tonight?" Becky said.

I couldn't help but over analyze how Becky had just called me boy, but the three black guys men.

"Well we were waiting on a few more guys since we weren't sure how many girls Amber was bringing, but since we have an even 6 we will tell them not to come," Jamaal said before texting some friends.

"How about some flip cup? Me, boy, and Jamaal versus you three," Hammer said.

"But I want to be with Jamaal!" Amber squealed.

"Plenty of time for that later," Jamaal joked.

"Don't you think we should split up the girls?" I asked.

"Yea because you are some sort of tank, boy? Pretty sure these two can handle their booze better than your sissy ass," Jamaal laughed, not even looking at me.

"But I'm good at flip cup," I said.

"It's all good boy, we'll run a train on them then," Hammer joked, placing his hand on my lower back and guiding me to the table.

Next think I knew, we were on our second round of best of 7. People were getting loose. Shit talking, aggressive high fives, hugs, etc...

It all came down to game 7 and it was between me and Becky. I kept screwing up, the cup landing on it's side. Becky got it on the first try.

"Boom! Take that BOY!" She yelled, jumping up and down.

"Sorry guys," I said to Hammer and Jamaal.

"It's all good, if we won we wouldn't all get to see Becky's tits bouncing around in celebration," Jamaal joked.

Becky stopped jumping and crossed her arms to cover her cleavage.

"You're bad Jamaal!" She joked, pretending to be mad, "Amber says you are more of an ass guy anyways."

"Looks like you have both," the black guy next to her said.

"Yea she does! This ass was made for big black cock," Amber giggled, playfully spanking Becky who was blushing.

Each spank sent a ripple through Becky's ass and tits. I felt my penis twitch. I'm sure I wasn't the only one who was enjoying the view.

"Oh my god, stop it! I feel so violated!" Becky laughed before trying to change the subject.

"What are we playing next?" she said.

"How about a smoke break, then a game of Never Have I Ever?" Jamaal said.

He pulled a blunt out of his pocket and held it up.

"Oh my god, yes!" Amber squealed, "Jamaal gets the best weed, you have to try it Becky. You too boy!"

Everyone laughed. Like I said, calling me boy had officially become a running joke.

We went to the couch and passed the blunt around. Becky and I rarely smoked. It always made me uncomfortably horny. Like, I can't be in public horny, so I tried to just avoid it.

The blunt made it's way to Becky. I was curious to see what she did. She took one small hit and blew it out like an expert. Then she took a bigger hit, and coughed up a storm. Her tits shook in her low cleavage as she coughed out the smoke.

"Holy shit!" She said in between coughs.

"You are something else," Hammer said, taking the blunt from her.

He calmly took two hits before passing it to me.

"Enjoy, boy," he said.

I took two big hits. No coughing, but fuck I was high.

"Shit this is strong, what type of weed is this?" I asked.

Jamaal laughed, "I don't know, but it makes Amber super horny so I keep buying it."

"Truth!" Amber said.

Everyone laughed.

We kept smoking until the blunt was gone. Everyone seemed really high, but I felt like the black guys were handling it better than me, Becky, and Amber. We kept giggling.

"Ready to play Never Have I Ever?" Jamaal said.

"Absolutely!" Becky said, "who is going first?"

"I will! Everyone knows how to play, right? You say something you have never done and if someone else has done it, they take a drink and get a point. First to three loses has to take a shot!" never have I ever...had sex on an airplane," Jamaal said.

"Wow, getting sexual from the start!" Becky laughed.

No one drank.

"No mile high club members?" Jamaal said laughing.

Amber was next, "never have I ever faked an orgasm in the last month."

I was mortified as Becky closed her eyes in embarrassment and took a sip.

"Oh no!!! Sorry boy!" the other black guy said.

I haven't caught his name yet.

"Don't make fun of him D," Amber said.

I guess his name is D.

"It's not his fault he was born that way," Amber continued.

"Stop it guys, I don't always fake it," Becky said, coming to my defense. "It might not happen from sex, but I always orgasm when he eats me out."

I turned bright red. Becky was trying to defend my manhood and made it worse, telling me and the room that she never has an orgasm during actual sex with me.

"That's even worse," D said, laughing.

"Ok let's just keep it moving," Becky said trying to take the spotlight off of me, "never have I ever slept with a black man! Drink Amber!"

"Gladly," Amber said, taking a long gulp of her drink.

"Never have I ever looked at porn at work," Hammer said.

I took a sip.

"Oh my god, you little perv!" Becky said.

"What? I'm the only one? How is that possible?" I said.

"How is this sexy ass girl not enough? You need to jerk your little penis at work?" D laughed.

"I didn't even know you look at porn. What do you even watch?" Becky asked.

"I don't know. Just stuff," I said.

"Just stuff? What does that mean," she continued.

"It means he looks at something he is embarrassed about," D said, "ain't that right boy?"

I just shook my head and looked into my drink.

"Never have I ever fucked a white girl," Hammer said, quickly changing the topic, saving me from the interrogation.

Jamaal, D, and I all took a drink.

"Way to use a loophole," Jamaal said.

"Loophole?" Becky asked.

"Yea, umm..." Jamaal didn't know what to say.

"It's cool," said Hammer.

"Sorry, didn't want to blow up your spot," Jamaal started, "Hammer here prefers turning out tight ass white boys."

"Whoa, you are gay?" Becky asked Hammer.

"Nah. They don't do shit to me besides worship this black hammer," he said laughing.

Everyone busted up laughing.

"Ahhh there it is!" Becky laughed, "I didn't catch that part of your nickname earlier."

"Hammer is an understatement. Easily the biggest cock in the locker-room," Jamaal said.

"Well it's a shame it's reserved for white boys," Becky laughed.

Not going to lie, I was relieved that I didn't need to worry about him trying to fuck Becky after that comment.

My turn.

"Never have I ever watched interracial porn," I said, trying to keep it fun and not be a prude.

Everyone took a drink.

"Becky?" I asked.

"What? It's kind of hard not to. Amber watches it on our TV sometimes!" She laughed, deflecting to Amber.

"Don't blame me! Why is your door always locked after we watch Mandingo?" Amber said, causing a roar from the room.

"Oh is that your man?" D turned to ask Becky.

Becky turned bright red and bit her lip, "I mean his big black cock is something else."

The three guys erupted as I blushed in embarrassment. There was no way she didn't compare our manhoods.

"Is that what you think about when boy eats that sweet pussy out?" D laughed.

"Oh my god, stop it!" Becky paused, "but I'll never tell!!!"

She joked playfully, furthering my embarrassment.

I thought about Becky sucking a big black cock. My penis twitched.

"Boy, can you go refill my drink?" Becky asked.

"Sure," I said, "just give me a minute."

"What, do you have a little boner after thinking about Becky and a big black cock?" Amber asked.

I didn't respond.

"Oh my god, do you?" Becky said.

I just shook my head.

"Then go get my drink," she ordered.

I turned and stood up, so I never faced them.

"Mine too, boy," D said.

He was forcing me to turn back around. I slowly turned and everyone looked at my tented pants. D had a huge smirk on his face like he won.

"Oh. My. God. You are such a perv!" Becky said.

"Wait wait wait, is that it?" Amber said pointing.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Like, that's as big as it gets? That's a full fledged boner for you? Is it sticking straight out?" Amber continued.

"No wonder Becky hasn't had an orgasm from it, it's smaller than my finger," D said, holding up his pinky.

I turned and hustled to the kitchen. I was so embarrassed, I needed to escape.

I was bent over the counter with my face in my hands when I heard footsteps behind me.

I turned around. It was Hammer.

"Don't worry about your little boner, I'm sure you more than make up for it in other ways. Plus, they are just giving you a hard time, it isn't your fault that you have a cute little penis," he said.

"Thanks Hammer," I said.

I turned to keep making the drinks for Becky and D.

"Now, why don't you make me drink too, boy?" He said, slapping my ass.

His hand was huge, it almost covered my whole cheek.

I moaned as he gave it a quick squeeze and walked away.

"I tell you what, that boy of yours has a fine ass," I heard Hammer say to Becky as he walked back to the living room.

I walked back into the room with the three drinks.

"Let's get this wrapped up," Jamaal said, "never have I ever cum in less than a minute."

Amber took a drink.

Becky looked at me, "you should be drinking sweetie. Don't cheat."

Everyone laughed as I turned bright red and took my third and final drink before pouring myself a shot. At least that was over.

"What's next?" Becky said.

"Can we just go home?" I said.

"It's 8 o'clock, you can go if you want," Becky said.

No way I was going to leave, maybe I was being paranoid but I felt like D was moving in on Becky while trying to embarrass me.

I tried to play it cool.

"Oh, I didn't realize it was that early, the weed made me tired. What's next?," I said.

"Strip poker?" Amber suggested.

Everyone roared in agreement besides me.

"How about beer pong?" I said.

"Nah, my legs are tired from practice" Jamaal said, "strip poker for sure."

"Don't worry," said Becky, "you play poker all the time online, you are going to win."

D rolled out a poker table and began setting chairs around it.

"Oops, I guess they play a lot too!" Becky giggled.

Hammer came over and handed me a vodka red bull.

"A little pick me up!" He said.

We all sat at the table. I was sitting in between Becky and Hammer. Amber was next to Becky, who was next to Jamaal. D sat across from Becky.

Jamaal began dealing, explaining the rules to the girls.

I wasn't getting good cards, so I kept folding. Becky and Amber each played every hand right off the bat and had lost both of their heels.

On the 5th hand, D lost to Becky on the river card and took off his shirt. He was jacked.

On the 6th hand, I got a pair of aces and was up against D. I flopped a pair of aces so I had four of a kind. I was excited to finally win a hand.

"Ha! Four aces!" I shouted as I threw my cards down.

"Wow, nice hand!" Becky said.

D stood up and jokingly threw down his cards.

"damnit!" he yelled.

He was already shirtless. Even though he had his shoes, socks, and a hat on, he started to unbuckle his pants.

"Getting right to it!" Jamaal laughed, taking a sip.

Jamaal and Hammer didn't pay any attention. But I couldn't help but notice that Becky and Amber were glued to the scene unfolding.

D undid his zipper and slowly started lowering his shorts. He wasn't wearing any boxers.

He knew he had the girls captivated, which was his goal. Inch by inch he lowered his shorts until his entire cock was exposed and he dropped his shorts to the ground.

With one hand, he flopped his big black cock onto the green felt of the table and picked up his drink like nothing was different.

I saw Becky bite her lip. It was the same move she made when she talked about Mangingo's big black cock.

"Now THAT is a man's cock!" Amber said, laughing and breaking the silence.

She wasn't wrong.

Even soft, it hung low and heavy. It had to have been 7 inches long when soft. And thick. It had 2 huge veins running from the shaft to the head. One on top, and one on the side that wrapped around to the base. It had to be as thick as a coke can.

"Ok ok ok, sit down," Hammer said, "you're going to hurt these nice white folks."

Everyone laughed except Becky. I'm not sure that she even heard the joke, she was just staring.

"Your deal Becky," I said. "Becky...Becky...Becky!!!" I slammed the cards down in front if her.

"Oh sorry, ummm...did you shuffle?" She asked, her trance broken.

D sat down. He had a cocky smirk on his face. Be knew his big black cock was on her mind.

While I won the hand, it felt like I lost. I then realized my strategy should be to try and lose so that Becky and any of the black guys don't get naked.

I threw hand after hand. And luckily, I had a lot of clothes to help stall things from escalating too far.

I had lost my shoes, socks, shirt, and under shirt. I even got some boos when instead of losing my shorts I took off my belt.

I played with a 2 and a 7 against Becky, who didn't understand my game plan. Despite my shitty hand. I flopped a 7 on the river to beat her pair of 5s. Damnit.

Becky immediately started taking off her shirt. It was either that or her skirt.

"You don't need to," I said.

"Ummm...yea she does," said Amber who was down to her bra and panties.

"Damn," D said as Becky tossed her shirt to the side.

Of course she was wearing one her sexy bras. Black, lacy. With light pink accents on it.

Becky tried to pretend like it was all good.

"What? It's no different than wearing a bikini at the swimming pool," she said to me.

I lost the next hand and took off my shorts. I sat there in my boxer briefs.

"Should we play something else?" I asked, "I'm getting bored."

Jamaal ignored me and kept dealing. The next hand was me, Becky, and Hammer. Hammer won on the river with a pair of aces.

"Time to lose those undies," Hammer said, winking at me.
<hr pg="2" />"And that skirt for you," D said to Becky.

"You'd like that wouldn't you?" Becky joked at D.

She stood up and unzipped her skirt, dropping it to the floor.

D winked at her as she stood there in nothing but her thong and bra.

"Your turn!" She said, looking at me.

I stayed sitting and slid my boxer briefs off. I was now completely naked. Luckily I did it without standing up so no one could see.

D started dealing.

"Deal me out, I'm out of clothes," I said.

I sat there the next few hands as everyone took turns losing, and losing clothes. Hammer was down to his boxer briefs, D only had his hat on, Jamaal had his boxers and shorts on. Amber had just a bra on. And Becky was still in her bra and thong.

"Guys, I don't want to take anything else off," Becky said.

I was relieved, she was still being loyal to me.

"I'll make you a deal, if you lose this hand, you have to sit on my lap," D said with a smirk.

"Deal!" She said.

"But if I win, then she gets her shirt back," I chimed in.

"You have nothing to bet with, boy," Jamaal said.

"How about $20?"

"Does it look like we need your money, boy?" Jamaal said laughing.

"How about we do a reverse clothes bet?" Hammer suggested, "if you win, Becky gets her shirt, but if you lose, you have to put on Amber's thong."

Amber laughed hysterically and spun her thong around her finger making a siren noise.

"Deal!" I said.

Anything to try and keep Becky from being naked.

D dealt.

Becky called.

"Just fold baby," I said.

"No way, I have good cards," she said.

Shit, I had to call to try and help.

Everyone else folded, it was me, Becky and D.

D started laughing as he flopped a pair of kings and a 3. He flipped over his cards to show a full house. My heart sunk.

"Get over here sexy," he said, leaning back on his chair.

"Ugh, I thought I had it!" Becky said before flipping over a 5 and a jack.

She clearly didn't understand how to play.

"Becky, you don't need to, let's just go back to your place," I pleaded.

"Don't be a loser, it's just for fun," she said as she walked over to D.

She turned around so her ass faced him and slowly lowered herself down, right onto his big black cock.

He moaned.

"Does that hurt? Am I hurting you?" She asked, wiggling her ass to get more comfortable.

He placed one hand on her hip and grabbed his drink with his other hand.

"You couldn't hurt me if you tried," D said.

I couldn't take my eyes off of her as she sat on this huge black man's lap. And to boot, I knew how big his cock is that was nestled in between her ass cheeks.

"Damn baby, your warm ass is making my dick hard," he said.

"Oh my god, it's lifting me up!" She giggled as his big black cock hardened under her.

Amber's pink thong hit me in the face and broke my trance.

"Pay up, boy," Amber said.

Reluctantly I reached out to pick them up but D grabbed them and tossed them across the room.

"Fetch!" He said, laughing.

"Oh my god, be nice!" Becky said, pinching his knee.

"Fine, fine," he said.

I stood up to go get them.

"Oh my god, gross," Amber said, pointing at my penis, "that's so small!"

I turned red and covered myself. I could fit my penis and my balls in one hand.

Everyone laughed as I waddled over to the thong and picked it up.

Someone whistled when I bent over, but I paid them no attention.

I held the thong in my hand and turned back towards them, "do I really have to wear this? Can we just put out clothes back on and play something else?"

"Don't be a buzzkill, just do it," Becky said.

I leaned down and slid the thong over my left foot, then my right foot before pulling it up over my knees, then thighs, then onto my hips.

The cold pink satin felt nice as it hugged my penis and balls. The thong felt strange against my asshole, but whatever.

"Happy?" I asked.

"You look cute, better than I expected," Becky said.

I couldn't help but notice D's hand had moved further and further down her stomach, inching closer to the elastic of her thong's waistband.

"Ah this is my jam!" Becky squealed as a new song came on.

She couldn't help but dance a little on D's lap.

"Yea girl, I guess this is my jam too," D said as everyone laughed.

He kept one hand on her hip and gyrated with her as she ran her hands through her hair.

I felt my penis twitch in my pink thong and quickly hurried back to my chair.

"You're little secret is safe with me," Hammer said leaning over and whispering into my ear.

He knew I had a boner. I'm just glad D hadn't noticed or he would have for sure pointed it out to Becky.

"So what's the bet on this hand?" Jamaal said, looking at me.

I looked at my cards. Pocket aces. Maybe I could end this nightmare.

"If I win, me and Becky both get our clothes back," I said.

"Wow, big bet from the boy in a pink thong," Jamaal laughed. "OK then. If I win, you have to sit on Hammer's lap for 30 minutes."

"Deal," I said. Aces. I wasn't losing.

It was just us so I threw my cards down.

"Damn," he said, flipping over a 4 and a 9, "looks like they might be getting their clothes back fellas. Sorry."

The flop was a 2, a 6, and an ace.

"C'mon...c'mon...c'mon!" I said, watching intently.

Next he flipped a 3.

"Uh oh," Jamaal said.

"What's happening?" Becky asked.

"Shit," I muttered.

"A 5 here and Jamaal wins, anything else and panty boy wins," D said.

"Ooooh, interesting!" Becky said, leaning forward onto the table, which pressed her ass back into D's cock.

I felt like she gave her ass a wiggle onto him when she leaned forward too, but I was focused on the river card.

Slowly, Jamaal flipped it over.

My heart sunk. I felt like I was going to puke. It was a 5.

"Come here panty boy," Hammer said, slapping his thighs.

Reluctantly, I stood up and Hammer grabbed my hand.

"It'll be ok panty boy," he said as he pulled me down onto him.

"At least he has his boxers on still," Becky said, "I have to sit on D's big black cock and my ass is getting sore."

"Oh I'm sorry baby, let me help you out," D said as he lifted Becky up with one hand and pushed his cock under before bringing her back down.

Now she was sitting on his lap, but his big black cock, now erect, stood up lewdly in front of her, pressing against her pussy and up to her stomach. At least she still had her thong on I guess.

This was the first time Becky saw him hard. She bit her lip and stared down at his big black cock.

"Damn, that's pretty hot, isn't it panty boy?" Hammer said, passing me a blunt that he lit.

I took a hit, anything to help me escape this hell. Amber had now moved onto Jamaal's lap too. We looked like three couples.

"How's that little boner of yours doing?" Hammer whispered into my ear.

"Stop it," I whispered back.

"Do you feel my cock under you? Your ass feels nice," he asked quietly.

I didn't respond, I just brushed his hand off my thigh. But of course I could feel it. I felt like I was sitting on a baseball bat. They said he had the biggest cock which was hard to imagine after seeing D's big black cock, but it felt enormous under me.

The blunt got to Becky. She took a hit, closed her eyes, and danced to the music on D's lap. At least she wasn't sitting on his big black cock anymore, but it was rubbing against her panties and stomach.

I couldn't take my eyes off of her and D. His big black cock looked so menacing, reaching up past her belly button.

"Alright who's deal?" Hammer said.

"I think it's just the three men," Jamaal said looking around at Becky and Amber who were paying no attention to the game.

"You in panty boy?" Hammer asked.

"No, I'm just going to sit here for the rest of the 30 minutes and get my clothes back," I said.

"Suit yourself," he said, looking his cards.

D lost that hand. He was already naked besides his hat, so he took it off and put it on Becky's head. I'm not sure how it was possible, but she looked even sexier in her lingerie and his flat bill hat.

She tilted it down so you couldn't really see her eyes. I think she was looking at his big black cock as she continued to smoke and wiggle her hips to the music. Every wiggle causing her stomach to move against D's big black cock.

The next hand was between Jamaal and Hammer. Hammer lost to a flush.

"Guess I have to lose my boxers," he said, standing up pushing me off of him.

I took a step away.

"Don't go to far panty boy. I'll need you back on my lap in a second. Better yet, do you want to help me?" Hammer asked.

"Help?" I responded.

"Yea. I'll make you a deal. You still owe me 25 minutes. If you take my boxers off for me, I'll shave off 10 min," Hammer offered.

I thought about it for a minute. Seemed like a good deal. It's not like he told me to take them off with my teeth or something.

"Deal," I said taking a step forward to walk up to him.

I stood in front of him, in nothing but my panties and hooked my thumb under the elastic on each hip. He towered over me.

I slowly started pulling down.

I'm not sure why, but I instinctively looked down to watch what I was doing. Inch by inch I pulled his boxers down as his big black cock became exposed.

The shaft was thick and strong, with veins like D, but it just kept going. D's cock was probably 9-10 inches now that he was hard. Hammer's had to have been equally as thick but 13-14 inches long.

It was truly enormous.

Eventually, I lowered his boxers to where just the head was being held down by the straining elastic band. One final tug and His big black cock sprung forward and hit me under my balls.

I let out a moan, "that hurt!"

"Sorry baby," he said.

We stood there for a second, his big black cock stuck out erect, under my panty covered crotch.

"Sorry panty boy, this thing has a mind of its own sometimes," Hammer said as he ever so slightly moved his hips forward, rubbing his big black cock against my satin covered balls.

It wasn't enough for anyone to notice. But I could feel it. And my penis began to react to the sensation.

He kept rocking his hips slightly, and I could feel my penis twitch to life. I was close to having a little boner.

"Can we sit down now?" I asked, blushing.

I was trying to do long division in my head to stop my little boner, but it wasn't working. His big black cock rubbing the satin against me was too much.

"Sure thing," he said, "but unless you want Becky and D to see your cute little boner, you best face me."

He was right. D would point it out to Becky right away and I would be so humiliated. At least Hammer was being nice about it and was trying to help me.

Hammer sat down and took a hit of weed.

Choosing the lesser of two evils, I put my hands on his shoulders and climbed onto him. We were now sitting so my legs went through the arms the chair, facing backwards.

The benefit was that no one could see my little boner in my panties. The downside was that my little boner was now mashed up against his big black cock. At least there was a thin layer of satin between us.

Hammer put one hand on my hip and took another hit of weed before passing it to me. I took a hit and regained my high from earlier.

"How much time do I have left?" I asked.

"Just about 12 minutes, almost done," Hammer said.

Music was bumping. But everyone seemed quiet. I heard whispers.

I started to turn my head to look over my shoulder and see what else was going on, but Hammer grabbed my chin and turned me back towards him.

"I don't know if you wan't to do that," he said, looking at me with a serious look in his eyes.

"Why? What? What's happening? I want to see," I said frantically.

He slowly turned my head so I was looking at Becky.

She still had her bra on, but D had both of his hands over her tits. She had both of her hands on his big black cock that stood up in front of her. Not just that, but she was dry humping her pussy up and down his big black cock. I couldn't see her eyes under the hat, but I could see that she was biting her lip.

She was moving slow, but I could see her bite her lip harder as she held his big black cock firmly against her and gingerly bucked her hips to rub his shaft against her clit through her panties.

It was hard to tell over the music but I think I heard her moan.

"Becky...Becky....stop! What are you doing?" I shouted.

She didn't respond or even look over at me.

"Becky!" I shouted louder.

She stopped what she was doing and quickly took her hands off of his big black cock like she had been caught.

"What?" She said, looking over at me.

"Stop playing with his big black cock!" I said, "you are dating me."

D interrupted, "what so you can rub your little white penis against Hammer, but she can't do the same with me?"

"Oh my god, D, be nice," Becky said, "that's my boyfriend."

"Well he looks more like a girlfriend right now in those pink panties," D continued, "maybe he needs a bra for those little titties."

"D..." Becky said.

"Here he can have mine," Amber said, tossing her bra over her shoulder.

I was so focused on Becky that I didn't even see that Amber was riding Jamaal's big black cock right in front of us. They looked really hot.

The bra landed next to me and Hammer picked it up.

Without realizing what he was doing, Hammer slid my arms through the bra straps as I tried to talk to Becky.

"Can we please just go home?" I asked Becky, "this was all fun and games, but we need to stop before something happens."

"Like what?" Becky asked, "I'm not doing anything wrong, D's big black cock isn't in my tight pussy. We aren't having sex."

"Well you shouldn't be grinding your pussy against his big black cock either," I said as Hammer clasped the bra on my back.

"There you go baby," Hammer said.

"Oh my god, stop putting lingerie on me, I'm not your sissy boy," I said.

"What do you know about sissy boys?" Hammer asked, "is that the porn you watch at work?"

He grabbed my ass and pulled me towards him, my satin covered penis rubbed up the length of his big black cock.

I closed my eyes and moaned from the feeling.

"Feels good, doesn't it baby," Hammer said.

"Oh my god, you are such a little perv. Well if you are going to hump his big black cock, I'm going to hump D's," Becky said.

I watched her reach back down to grab D's big black cock and pull it back against her. She raised and lowered her hips, all the way up and all the way down.

She was still looking right at me as she kept going up and down, pulling his big black cock firmly against her pussy.

"Oh my god, I think I am going to cum. Do you want to watch me cum on his big black cock?" Becky moaned, closing her eyes.

I watched in horror as her legs started to shake and she rubbed herself quickly up and down his big black cock.

"Oh my god," she squealed as she slowly sat back down, catching her breath.

While Becky was no longer dry humping his big black cock, her hands lingered on him. She slowly started working her hands up and down.

D put his hands on her tits and pulled her back towards him so she was leaning back against him. He whispered something into her ear and she bit her lip and shook her head no.

"Can you at least stop giving him a handjob?" I pleaded to Becky, "I only have a few more minutes on Hammer before we can go home."

I was too busy trying to talk sense into Becky that I wasn't even paying attention to Hammer as he continued to hold my ass with his large hands, rocking me up and down so my little satin covered penis rubbed against his big black cock.

D whispered something else into Becky's ear, this time she nodded yes.

"What is he saying to you?" I asked, panicking.

"Don't worry about it," D said, "turn around sissy boy."

Becky wagged her finger in a circle to tell me to turn around.

"Unless you want to watch, I need to get him off, it's only fair," she said.

"No baby. Becky, you don't," I started to cry as I watched Becky start pumping his big black cock faster.

At least she was only giving him a hand job.

I couldn't watch anymore and was embarrassed by my crying. I turned back towards Hammer and he grabbed the back of my head and pulled my head in between his shoulder and his neck.

I buried my head into him in embarrassment.

I felt him move the back thong to the side and press one finger against my asshole.

"Stop," I said, trying to lean back.

But with his other hand, he held my head tightly against his neck so I could barely make a noise.

"Shhh baby" he said.

Slowly, he slipped one finger into my ass.

I moaned. It hurt. I tried to wiggle out but he held me tight and my legs were trapped in the arms of the chair. Ultimately, any wiggling just forced my penis to rub more against his cock.

He started to move his finger in my ass and pull me further into him.

I moaned.

"Please, please, please stop," I whispered.

I didn't want to draw attention to the fact that he was fingering me. I assumed Becky was too focused on D's big black cock to pay me any attention, but I also didn't want the whole room watching me get dominated.

"I'll stop if you suck my big black cock," Hammer said.

"What? No way. I can't do that. I have a girlfriend," I whispered back.

"You can't because you have a girlfriend, or because you don't want to?" Hammer said, wiggling his finger in my ass stronger, pulling me into him.

He started pulling me into him faster, my hard penis strained in my panties as it mashed up against its superior counterpart.

I let out a slight moan and wrapped my arms around him tighter.

"217 x 37 is...49 carry the 4," I tried to take my mind off of what was happening by doing math.

Maybe it was the weed, but it felt good. I felt pressure in my penis starting to build as he rocked me back and forth.

Up against his big black cock, then back against his finger. It felt so good.

I moaned again.

"Looks like you having a girlfriend might no longer be an issue," Hammer said.

"What's she doing?" I whispered as my breathing sped up.

Back and forth, back and forth I went.

"She's leaning forward right now so that she can suck on his big black cock while stroking him with both hands. I can't see one of D's hands, I think it's in her panties," Hammer said.

"Is she liking it?" I asked.

"Oh yea, she looks like she is getting really worked up. She's doing a good job working such a bigger cock than she is used to. A lot of white girls struggle their first time, not knowing what to do. Oh there she goes. She just took her mouth off of his big black cock and leaned back. I can see his hand is in her panties, he's rubbing her clit, she looks like she is about to have another orgasm. She is stroking his big black cock faster as her orgasm builds," he said.

I closed my eyes and pictured the scene unfolding behind me. I had lost all control of the situation.

I humped back and forth on Hammer's big black cock as images of my beautiful girlfriend working her hands up and down a big black cock as she is fingered to orgasm ruined my brain.

"Can I see? I need to see it for myself," I said.

"Not yet baby, you cum for me first," he said.

It was then that I realized he was no longer moving me and I was voluntarily pushing my ass back on his finger before mashing my hard little penis against his big black cock on my own. He was just sitting there still as I used him for pleasure.

He had to realize this too, right? But I couldn't stop. I was at that stage of an orgasm building where you couldn't even stop jacking off if someone walked in on you.

I then realized he wasn't holding my head tight anymore. I needed to see if what he told me about Becky was true. I lifted up my head and looked back at Becky.

Everything he said was true. Becky was still sitting on D's lap, she had both legs spread wide. D had one hand on her stomach, and the other in her panties. His hat, which was big on her, was cocked to the side and had fallen down over her eyes.
<hr pg="3" />All you could see was her tell-tale lip bite as she furiously pumped both hands up and down on his big black cock.

"It must feel so different for her, using both hands on a real man's cock instead of gripping your cute little penis with 2 fingers," Hammer whispered.

It was too much. The feeling of Hammer's finger. The pink satin. His big black cock against my little penis. The sight of Becky losing all control at the hands of a black man just 6 feet away.

I moaned as I thrusted one last time onto Hammer's big black cock.

Rope after rope of cum shot out of my penis, most of it filtering through the thin satin onto his abs.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," I said, immediately embarrassed.

"Nothing to be embarrassed of baby, I'm glad you got yours, but now you need to take care of me. Just like your girlfriend is taking care if D," Hammer said.

"Are you not close, I just came," I said.

"Sure. I mean you are sexy as hell, but I'm not going to cum from a dry hump. I'm not a little sissy boy. The way I see it, you have two choices, you can give me head or I can fuck you silly and you get to cum again too," he said.

"Can I please just give you a handjob," I asked, begging.

"Look at you begging to stroke my big black cock like a good little slut," he said, lightly spanking my ass with one hand while the other still plugged me with one finger.

He continued, "you can try, but I don't usually cum from handjobs. Do you want to sit like your girlfriend over there?"

I nodded. Without standing, he lifted me up and set me back down so I was sitting with his big black cock sticking straight up in front of me.

He was so big, I would have barely had to lean forward to kiss it.

I looked over at Becky who was now pumping D slowly as her orgasm subsided. Like her, I grabbed Hammer's big black cock with both hands and slowly started pumping. I could feel the veins, the warmth, the weight, the strength of his big black cock in my hands. It didn't even feel remotely like my own little penis.

It felt manly.

Becky still hadn't seen me. She was engrossed in the after-waves of her own orgasm and D's hat was still covering her eyes.

I watched as D whispered something into her ear. He then grabbed the bill of her hat and turned her head towards me before tilting the hat up so her view wasn't blocked.

She looked at me with big eyes as I sat there stroking Hammer's big black cock, just like her.

She just stared at me in shock as we each stroked a big black cock in rhythm.

She bit her lip.

"You make sissy boy cum over there?" D asked.

"Oh yea," said Hammer, "he ruined Amber's panties with a full load of sissy cum."

D and Hammer laughed. Jamaal was in his own world as Amber rode his big black cock.

"He made you cum?" Becky asked me.

I blushed and stopped stroking as the gravity of what happened hit me.

"Don't stop baby, you owe me," Hammer said as he grabbed my wrist to get me back into rhythm.

"What do you owe him?" Becky asked.

I couldn't look at her. I was ashamed. I stared down at the big black cock in my hands.

"I...I...I...I owe him an orgasm," I said.

"Well sounds like we are both in the same predicament. I have been jacking D off for like an hour now and he hasn't cum," Becky said.

"I've been telling you baby, let me in that pussy and I'll take care of business for both of us," D said.

Becky looked at me, "I'm sorry baby, but I had no idea. I want to see what it feels like to have a real cock."

"Becky please don't cheat on me," I begged.

"What's the difference? Another man has his finger in your ass while you stroke his big black cock," she said.

I didn't have a rebuttal.

She reluctantly let go of his big black cock and stood up, turning to face D.

She stared at him, and he stared at her as she slowly unhooked her bra, tossing it to the floor. Next, she hooked her fingers under her thong and slid them down before stepping out of them.

"Care if sissy boy puts those on, he needs a fresh pair," Hammer said.

"Be my guest," Becky said as she put her arm around D's neck and climbed onto him.

She reached down and grabbed his big black cock, positioning it at her pussy.

"All I care about...is feeling...this big black cock inside of me," she moaned as she slowly started to lower herself down onto him.

D laid his head back.

"Damn girl you're tight," he said before leaning forward and sucking on her tits.

"Oh my god, he's already deeper than you ever were sissy," she moaned, not even halfway down.

"Go get your new clothes sissy," Hammer said, lifting me up off of him.

I took off my soaking wet panties and slid hers on. I got hard again thinking about how I was wearing my girlfriends panties as she lowered herself down onto a big black cock.

I held up her bra, Amber has small tits, Becky has double Ds.

"Her bra is way too big," I said turning to face Hammer, "can I just keep this one on?"

"Whatever you like better baby," he said, standing up.

Hammer walked over to me and picked me up. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around him.

"Damn you look so sexy," he said, "do you like Becky's panties?"

I didn't say anything. As he walked me back to the table and sat me on it.

He stood in front of me, his big black cock pointing straight out at my chest. My hard little penis stood firm, but encased by a lacy black thong.

He held two fingers to my mouth. I sucked them.

After he pulled them out of my mouth, he reached down and moved the thong out of the way. Keeping my little penis in it, but moving the back to the side.

He held my neck with one hand and leaned down to kiss me. His tongue dove into my mouth. I assumed the female position of sucking on his bottom lip.

I moaned into his mouth and put my arms back to stabilize myself on the poker table as I felt him press two fingers into my ass.

He worked them in and out, twisting and turning. I moaned as I sucked on his tongue.

"You like that baby?" He said, breaking our kiss and staring into my eyes.

I nodded my head.

"Well then it's time you feel the real deal," he said as he pushed my down onto my back.

I turned my head and watched as Becky shuttered, riding D's big black cock.

"Oh my god, I had no idea what I was missing," she screamed.

I had lost all will to fight as he spread my legs and pressed his big black cock into my ass.

"Oh my god," I moaned in pain, gripping the edge of the table tightly with each hand.

"The pain only lasts for a minute baby," Hammer said as he leaned down and kissed me, "at least that's what the other sissy boys say."

He worked his big black cock slowly into me, bit by bit, giving me time to adjust. I'm not sure when he got lube, but I was grateful for it as he drizzled it onto my asshole and his cock.

I reached down to help rub it in.

Even with a few inches inside of me, there was still plenty of his big black cock for me to stroke with my hands.

In and out he went. I looked down and watched as my little penis got harder and harder in my panties as he pressed his big black cock deeper into me.

Even at my hardest state, my delicate little penis wasn't big enough, or strong enough, to break out of the confines of my new panties.

I moaned as he eventually bottomed out in me. I was skewered. I felt like he could lift me up from his big black cock alone.

He was also right. The pain was subsiding and being replaced with pleasure. My asshole had gone numb from the constant stretching, while my body craved him deeper and deeper inside of me.

I heard Becky moaning and turned my head, she was now completely impaled on D's big black cock as she worked her hips in a circular motion.

"I can't believe I took all of you," she said to D, "I feel so full."

He leaned down and kissed her deep. He then stood up, lifting her up, impaled by his big black cock.

She wrapped her legs around his back and her arms around his neck as he laid her down next to me.

Startled, she looked over at me, then down at Hammer.

"Baby, is he fucking you?" she asked.

"Yea, I'm so sorry Becky," I moaned.

"Does it hurt?" She asked.

"not any more," I said.

"Your penis is hard," she said, looking down at my panties.

"I...I...I know," I managed to get out in between thrusts as Hammer began to pick up his pace.

"I had no idea you were a sissy. You're naughty. Fooling me all these years," she said as she reached down to grab my hand.

We laid there side by side as Hammer and D pounded into us.

I couldn't take my eyes off of her. The look on her face of pure ecstasy was something that I had never been able to get out of her with my own little penis.

She reached down and grabbed my little penis over my panties.

"Have you cum yet," she said, looking me in the eyes.

I teared up and shook my head no, but I could feel it building.

Hammer started to fuck me with long, strong, purposeful strokes. Every now and then, he would pull all the way out, teasing my hungry ass before sinking his big black cock all the way back into me.

I could barely catch my breath.

I couldn't deny the pleasure he was bringing me any longer.

Becky held my penis tight as it erupted in her panties that I was now wearing.

"You just came from his big black cock fucking you in the ass," she said.

I closed my eyes and shook my head in agreement.

"Just so you know," she said looking deep into my eyes, "you are never fucking me again with that sissy penis of yours."

She let go of my penis. Probably for the last time ever as another orgasm swept over her body.

I lost count, but I know I counted at least 5 orgasms from Becky.

Every time she had an orgasm, her back would arch and she would squeeze my hand tightly and let out a loud moan. It was incredible watching her body react to a real man.

She had never looked sexier than in that moment. It was like she was truly experiencing the pleasure of sex for the first time.

As for me, I came 3 more times and my penis stayed hard throughout the whole fucking. By the end, the thong I was wearing was completely soaked.

Eventually, Hammer let out a roar and shot buckets of cum into my ass, which leaked onto the green felt under me.

Becky giggled as I laid on my back, catching my breath as Hammer pulled his big black cock out of me, laying it next to my little penis, rubbing any remaining cum onto my stomach.

"Come back tomorrow, I expect you fully dressed like a slut. I need to get some sleep before practice," he said.

He leaned down and kissed me before taking my boy clothes and walking to his bedroom, locking the door.

I stood up and adjusted me thong.

"Becky?" I asked, as D continued to slowly fuck her.

"Yea babe, what's up?" She said, keeping her eyes closed and arching her back with each thrust.

"Hammer took my clothes," I said.

"OK?" She said.

"Are you going to be a while? Can I borrow your clothes to go back to your place?" i asked.

She moaned, "go for it, see you back here tomorrow. That is, as long as it is OK if I spend the night?" She asked D.

"Yea baby, we are just getting started," D said as she let out a loud moan from another orgasm.

I wanted to keep watching her, but I gathered up her skirt, crop top, and heels before putting them on and running out the door to make it back to her place under the cover of darkness.

