Yet, at the same time, Tamara had got on board with the plan and flown in with his cousin to meet Owen. Coffee would help. So would a blowjob. It seem...d like Tamara had visited with the idea for sex.“Alright fine. Tamara bathroom. Janice go get cleaned up at your place and we’ll meet at the elevator in thirty.”“Forty five.” Janice countered. “Hers is your body now. Make her cum too.”“Out.” He flicked her green hair as he walked by Janice. Tamara had left on her command.“Forty five minutes means. I love speedos (my few guy/guy experiences had always started from scenarios where I was with other guys in speedos - mainly at the pool after training - and they had always been a fetish of mine). Kyle and I corresponded over the next 2 weeks and all was sorted for the Friday night. The details were that I was to just rock up at 6:30pm and people would start to arrive at 7 for the party. Kyle would prove the speedos and I was to wear sandshoes and socks with them.Friday finally came and I left. About thirty minutes later, here comes Franklin, walking back in with a wicked smile all over his face. “I didn’t expect to see you quite so soon, Franklin.” He hands me a small bag from the ladies clothing store next door. He somewhat smugly says “Please accept this as my personal thank you for making my visit such a pleasure. I’d like to see you soon, how about lunch next week?” And he walks away…. Again! Damn, this guy is bold! But I like his confidence. I open the bag to find a lovely dark. ” Senior confirmed, as he shoved his cock into my mouth. Finally Big shoved it in me-but good! “Uhhhhh!” I grunted around Senior’s cock. “Some slut….” Big repeated. Not just “some slut” I mused: a BLACK COCK slut-finally!When Big rammed me, he forced Senior’s cock all the way down my throat; when he pulled back to repeat, Senior’s cock traveled just shy of my gag reflex. And this is the way the “roasted me”; as if I was a pig on a spit, I suppose. I was in heaven. Big overfilled me with his.