Addicted To Black Meat

[norefusal]

2 hours ago, PozBearWI said:

With your eyes closed, how do you know the color of the cock?  

lol

i know what u mean: i do a lot of blindfolded, masked, face down/door open etc and a big part of the excitement is u really don't know who's fucking you. 

but u can tell in ways big n small: often these guys send dic pics when trying to hook up. also its seems weird to say in 2025 but white guys and black guys often do talk different, use different words etc. 

and last but not least, these dark room nsa for anon hook ups tend to attract a lot of black guys on the DL where as all those NPNC guys are almost always white. 

[topblkmale]

27 minutes ago, norefusal said:

lol

i know what u mean: i do a lot of blindfolded, masked, face down/door open etc and a big part of the excitement is u really don't know who's fucking you. 

but u can tell in ways big n small: often these guys send dic pics when trying to hook up. also its seems weird to say in 2025 but white guys and black guys often do talk different, use different words etc. 

and last but not least, these dark room nsa for anon hook ups tend to attract a lot of black guys on the DL where as all those NPNC guys are almost always white. 

 

It's not weird.

Black men walk different.

Black men talk different.

And black men fuck ass different.

 

[Beefyslut]

I’m only getting fucked by black guys lately. Our condo is in Fort Lauderdale and there’s not only plenty of chem cum n cock but the best black cock n fucking I’ve ever had. Yes, some of the black guys only fuck on the DL but because of that they are super hungry for white male ass and blow huge loads. Plus they’re beautiful muscular bodies pound my ass raw every time. Even my Puerto Rican husband has a black uncut dick because of African PR native blood in the family. One of the reasons I married him was his dark PR complexion and penis and getting fucked by his black and purple headed uncut penis. The last three years we’ve been in Lauderdale for the winter our bed is only stained up with BBC cum before he comes home from biz trips. If you’ve never had a black guy funk n load you up try it. You’ll be spoiled for anyone else including your BF. Btw…a photo of my husband’s PR African penis semi hard and unsheathed.

[norefusal]

29 minutes ago, topblkmale said:

And black men fuck ass different.

 

you say "different", i say "better" 😜

[PozBearWI]

2 hours ago, topblkmale said:

 

It's not weird.

Black men walk different.

Black men talk different.

And black men fuck ass different.

 

Having delighted in being fucked by both white and black (and asian, latino, ...) men; if my eyes were closed I would not know.  Ditto language although indeed many black men have a particular way of speaking.  Big dicks vs small?  Of course I can feel that difference although big is not necessarily better and small is not necessarily worse.  

What bothers me is why we continue to pretend one race is better than another.  Or worse than another?  When are we all gonna drop that nonsense?  

[FJLinNYC]

I love having sex with black men, not because they are black, but my experience has been they are incredible lovers. 
 

The first black man I had sex with regularly was a friend of my uncle’s. He had a healthy sized dick and the best tasting cum.  He was a very sweet and kind lover, and didn’t just ram his dick in me. But when he got going in his stroke, I’d fucking see stars.  

Ever since then, I look for guys that remind me of him and I’m never disappointed!

[Labtmguy]

I do love black meat, but then again any meat that is hard I love. 

I usually do face down, ass up blindfolded or in the dark and don't require any talking, so there are times when I have no idea dark, light, tan, or green. Lol all I know is it's hard, of course I can tell if it's big or not...

[norefusal]

13 hours ago, FJLinNYC said:

I love having sex with black men, not because they are black, but my experience has been they are incredible lovers. 
 

The first black man I had sex with regularly was a friend of my uncle’s. He had a healthy sized dick and the best tasting cum.  He was a very sweet and kind lover, and didn’t just ram his dick in me. But when he got going in his stroke, I’d fucking see stars.  

Ever since then, I look for guys that remind me of him and I’m never disappointed!

i had a very similar experience. people can try and simplify it all they want and pretend we are saying we're attracted to ALL black men like we can't tell the difference from one to another, because that fits their woke agenda of scolding two consenting adults who just enjoyed sex. 

the first BF i really fell in love with was a muscled, big-dicked ginger. after that id sometimes hook up w similar guys and really enjoy the sex w the added bonus of nostalgia. but nobody's going to slut shame me for that or any of the other preferences we all talk about openly here. 

but there's a special fun i suppose in being a liberal white guy and condescendingly mansplaining to other liberal white guys that they are toxic on behalf of a disenfranchised minority like black guys need a white savior to speak up for them. 

every black guy who sticks his dick in my ass does so by free choice so maybe we just accept that it's mutually beneficial sex between two consenting adults. 

[Room4ustwo]

With most men who want to fuck me, it usually takes a lot of awkward and clumsy maneuvering for me to get my body and ass in the right position to be penetrated before we hit paydirt.  I've  only been fucked by 3 black men but each one was amazing.  How they would position my body just the right way so they could effortlessly plunge their dick into me.  They were strong and athletic and grabbed me by my hips and I was amazed how smooth it all was.  Im old and it was just so wonderful.  The fact they had rock hard erections helped.  They fucked me like they were world class athletes.  

[wilbur]

On 10/6/2014 at 8:20 AM, ender84 said:

this is the story of how i became a bottom bitch for the city's best BBC escort

 

 

 

 

PART 1

 

 

 

 

 

His name was Tom. We met right after he moved here, he wasn't in the trade at the time.  young, actually; he was 19 and I was 23.  I was a tall, thin, hung, vers guy at the time.  6'4" 190, with a very thick 8" uncut cock that got a lot of attention.  Of course, I suspected his black dick was even bigger.  Our first few meetings were just awkward casual stuff, making out here and there, nothing serious.

 

 

 

 

 

That changed though, one night, when he invited me over to his new apartment. I didn't really know what to expect, but given how hot he was, I was never going to turn him down.  Black guys in my town were very rare, and he was 6'1", 200lb, built and packing a 9" uncut thick piece I'd only begun to play with.  I knew I wanted him, I just didn't know how badly.   At any rate, he told me to head to his place that night, and I obeyed.

 

 

 

 

 

When I got there, he was chilling on his couch, smoking a joint and watching some bareback porn.  I immediately noticed the glass pipe and a small bag of crystal on his table; i'd done the stuff only once before, and I ended up getting raped all night by a guy I'd never seen again - but it was one of the best nights of my life, all the same.  I sat down next to him.

 

 

 

 

 

"You smoke t?" he asked, caressing my thigh.

 

 

 

 

 

"Done it before, never smoked it though."

 

 

 

 

 

"You'll like it." he said, as he reached for the pipe and lit it.   He took a huge toke, winked at me, and tugged at my shirt.  I exhaled as I fell into him, and we kissed gently as he blew the smoke back into my lungs.

 

 

 

 

 

"See? Have some more."  He passed me the pipe, and torched the chamber for me, as I sucked it back, several times more.  I sat back, as he did the same.  All of a sudden, my body was buzzing; my ass was tingling; my cock shriveled into my balls. As he finished toking, I took off my shirt.

 

 

 

 

 

"That's better.  Make yourself comfortable."  He put down the pipe on the table, and sat back down on the couch.  All of a sudden, I noticed that his cock was hanging out of the top of his sweatpants, half hard and drooling from the tip.  I couldn't stop staring at it.  I was transfixed - it was so big, so beautiful, a real man's dick, and I wanted it. Bad.

 

 

 

 

 

"You like that big black dick, don't you?  Why don't you show me how much you like it?" He grabbed my wrist, and drew my hand right onto his dribbling, half-hard member.  I grabbed on like my life depended on it and started stroking it.  "Show me how much you like that dick, boy."  I fell off the couch to my knees, and started sucking on his dick. I couldn't wait to see it erect, it was already huge in my hand, i knew it would be choking my throat in no time. "Yeah, suck that dick, show me how bad you want it." His dick was still semi-hard so I could take it to his balls, but with every stroke it was stiffening, and hitting the back of my throat.  "Look at me while you suck my dick." I realized I'd basically tuned out, eyes closed.  I looked up.

 

 

 

 

 

His eyes were locked on mine. It was a completely different person than I'd known before we smoked up. He stroked through my hair, and then grabbed it firmly. "Look at me while you suck my dick," he told me, staring right at me.  "I promise," I babbled between strokes, unable to resist.  I kept going down on him, eyes locked on his - and his cock just kept getting bigger, and bigger - i couldn't take it anymore.

 

 

 

 

 

"Good boy.  I love watching those sweet white lips on my nigger meat."  He pulled me up by my hair and kissed me. "Those lips on my cock head, that's what really gets me off.  It's so sensitive - I want you to work that head for me, okay babe?" I nodded, and he pushed me right back down into his crotch.

 

 

 

 

 

As I engulfed his cockhead with my lips, he kept stroking through my hair and staring right into my eyes.  With every moan his cock got harder and harder, until it was an enormous 9" wrist-thick piece of big black meat. 

 

 

 

 

 

"Look how hard you got me, boy.  What do you want me to do with this nigger meat?" He pulled me up by my hair again, and reached around to finger my hole.  I moaned.  "What do you want me to do with this nigger meat?" he repeated.

 

 

 

 

 

"I want you..." I whispered. My grip tightened around his now rock-hard, 9x7 uncut member. 

 

 

 

 

 

"WHAT?"

 

 

 

 

 

"I want you." I said, a little louder.

 

 

 

 

 

"You want me to WHAT, boy?"

 

 

 

 

 

"I want you to fuck me."

 

 

 

 

 

"You want me to fuck this little white hole do you?" he asked as his finger slipped inside me, and I groaned.  "Yeah, it looks like you want some nigger meat in this white boy hole of yours." A second finger pushed its way in.   "You want me to fuck this white boy pussy?" His fingers were pushing deeper and deeper, and I was losing control. "Tell me." He pulled out completely.  "What do you want?"

 

 

 

 

 

"I want you tu fuck my white boy pussy." I said, surprising even myself.

 

 

 

 

 

He rubbed the fingers he'd pulled out of my ass against my lips.  "Get on the bed and spread  your legs, I want to eat that hole before I fuck it." He slapped my ass and pushed me off the couch in the diretion of the bedroom. Obviously, I didn't need any further encouragement - all I could think about was his throbbling, droooling, massive cock.  I basically leapt onto the bed into the doggy position, legs spread wide.

 

 

 

 

 

"That is a nice ass you have there, boy. Now you hold still."  He grabbed my ass cheeks and groped them, then spread them, and started licking my hole.   I lost my mind immediately; the combination of the foreplay and the tina send me completely over the edge.  The more he ate my hole the more I needed him, as his tongue drove deeper and deeper into me.  It was the most overwhelming rimming I'd ever received. It didn't last long, as he could clearly sense how hungry I was.  "That is some nice white boy butt you have there, boy," he whispered in my ear, as he slipped his thumb back into my asshole.  "Are you going to let me fuck it?"

 

 

 

 

 

"Yes, please, please fuck my white boy hole!" I nearly shouted, as his thumb rubbed against my prostate, and my shrunken cock dribbled precum.  He added another two fingers to his assault of my ass, pushing deeper, making me moan louder and louder.  Then, with three fingers up my ass, he wrapped his other arm around my waist and pulled me back towards him, sitting me up on the bed.

 

 

 

 

 

"I will. First, smoke a little more, okay?" He wiggled his fingers inside of me as he stared into my eyes.   Then with his spare hand he picked up the pipe from the bedside and passed it to me along with a lighter.  "I want to see you take three big tokes, and then I'll fuck this white boy pussy." He thumbed my prostate again and I groaned.  I held the pipe as he lit the torch.

 

 

 

 

 

One. Two. Three.  He stared at me through every one, massaging my ass with his fingers.  There was no escape.  With every breath I was losing control more and more.  

 

 

 

 

 

"Good boy. Hold still, I need some too..." he pulled his hand out of my ass, and the feeling of emptiness was overwhelming.  "Oh no please don't-" I squealed.

 

 

 

 

 

"You want to get fucked, don't you? Now shut up and spread your hole again while I get ready to fuck you." He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up and kissed me, and then threw me back down onto the bed.  "On your knees again, I want to see that hole," he demanded, as he lit the freshly-loaded pipe.  I got back up into the doggy position, with my legs spread again.  Now that my ass was lubed and fingered it was cold as hell, as well as tingling with hunger to be filled. I was intensely embarassed by my cold, wet rosebud being exposed to the world but knew I had no choice whatsoever.

 

 

 

 

 

I heard him put the pipe down on the table, and then heard a slapping noise, which was him fastening a cockring to his giant 9" cock and big black balls.  "Does that white hole want to get fucked?" he asked. I moaned. "You want some nigger meat in that white boy hole don't you?" I moaned again. "Tell me you want it.  Tell me you want it in you."

 

 

 

 

 

"I want you to fuck my boy hole,"  I whimpered, and his hands slid along my hips.  His cock slipped through my asscrack, and then rubbed back and forth against my hole.  

 

 

 

 

 

"Tell me you want this nigger meat in your white boy hole," he said, breathing on my neck, his massive, throbbing cockhead pressing, ever so gently but firmly, against my asshole, threatening to enter, but not quite. "Beg for this nigger meat, or you're not getting fucked tonight."

 

 

 

 

 

"Please, please, fuck my white boy hole, fuck it with your nigger meat, I need your nigger meat in me please, please, pleasssseeee..." I didn't have to fake my petulant tone as the threat of not getting fucked at all, with my ass already wet with anticipation, my whole body shaking with desire, had sent me into complete overdrive.  Amd as I kept shouting please, please, please, he thrusted his whole nine inches balls deep into me in one swift, brutal stroke.  I froze in ecstasy, as he nibbled my neck as his balls slapped against mine.

 

 

 

 

 

"Oh am I ever going to fuck this hole of urs.  Why didn't you tell me you had such a sweet little pussy, boy." He pulled his dick out to the tip and thrust it right back to the balls. "You white boys have the nicest pussy, and it loves getting fucked by nigger meat don't it?" He continued thrusting into me, over and over. I couldn't even speak, the pleasure was overwhelming.

 

 

 

 

 

He drove his cock to the hilt, and grabbed my wrist.  "Why are you jerking yourself?" his deep voice whispered into my ear again. I didn't even realise I had been furiously masturbating my limp dick since he'd begun fucking me.  "That little boy dick isn't going to get hard tonight. You're a white boy pussy, that dick ain't good for nothing. Do you want to get fucked or not?"  

 

 

 

 

 

"Yes, yes, I want you to fuck me, please...." 

 

 

 

 

 

"Good boy," he grabbed both of my wrists and shoved me down onto my stomach, and started thrusting his cock into my ass over and over.  "A pussy boy like you doesn't touch his dick.  Not if he wants to get fucked.  All you need to worry about is how you're going to take this nigger meat, understand? My cock is the only one you're going to think about." I swear i could feel his dick harden even more and push deeper and deeper into my ass.  "Tell me, pussy boy, that you won't touch yourself again."

 

 

 

 

 

"I'm your pussy boy and I won't touch myself again I just want you to fuck me with your nigger meat please please keep fucking me with your nigger meat that's all I want..."  He moaned, and shoved me down and doubled his pace of thrusting.  

 

 

 

 

 

"Good. If you need something to do with those soft white boy hands of yours, play with my nipples or my balls, keep your back arched... or smoke some more tina like the slut you are." he suddenly lifted me up and thrust the pipe into my face.  "Breathe in, slut."  He pushed his dick in to the balls again, and I could feel it throb it was so hard - was he ever getting off on this. So was I.  I sucked in deeply. "See? No need to fight it, you have such a hot ass, it deserves dick in it." He took the pipe from me and inhaled a few times himself; each time I could feel his dick harden and heat up, like a threat, or a promise.  He dropped the pipe over the bed and grabbed me tightly again.  

 

 

 

 

 

"I thought your white boy ass was going to turn out to be a bit of a slut, but I had no idea what a pussy little bitch you'd turn out to be," he roared at me, as he drilled my ass from behind over and over.   He pulled out suddenly to fip me onto my back, and I instincively pulled my legs into my air and he slid his massive cock right back into my ass and continued fucking me.

 

 

 

 

 

"Turns out you're a born pussy boy, aren't you. Look at this little pussy dick." On my back, there was no hiding my normally 8" dick shriveled to the size of a peanut.  He stroked it idly, as if it were funny to him. "This is the last time I ever touch your dick, bitch.  Understand?  I don't ever want to see it again.  All I want is this sweet white boy hole wrapped around my nigger meat.  Deal?"  He gripped my tiny, soft dick tighter, and picked up the pace of his fucking.

 

 

"Deal!!" I moaned.

 

 

"So you're not going to tuch your little boy dick ever again around me? Because you want this nigger meat in your pussy so bad?"

 

 

 

 

 

"Yes I promise I'll never touch it again I just want you to fuck my white boy pussy!" as this spurted out of my mouth to my own surprise, he grabbed both of my legs and shoved me flat into the bed to fuck me even deeper.

 

 

 

 

 

"Oh boy, you really are a bitch aren't you. This white ass is just desperate for big black cock.  Why didn't you tell me you were such a slut?" He suddenly pulled out of me, and flipped me back onto my knees, and thrust three fingers deep into my hole.   "Hahaha, look at you, you're not even going to budge as long as I'm in that pathetic little pussy of yours."  He kept fingering my hole and it was true; I couldn't move, it was too fantastic.

 

 

 

 

 

"You're completely addicted to nigger meat, and I'm going to show you what that means.  You're mine now, boy, and I am not letting you go.  This pussy is too sweet."  I moaned and moaned as he continued fingering my ass.  Little did I know what his other hand was up to.  "Hold still."

 

 

 

 

 

His hand withdrew, and I groaned - "HOLD STILL I SAID!" and I didn't dare budge.  "A slut hole like this deserves a treat," he whispered. I could feel his cockhead return to my hole, rubbing against it again, this time with a warm tingling sensation.  And with one fluid motion he was buried in my ass again, but this time with it came an enormous burning and then an overwhelming pleasure. He'd covered his massive erection in meth and was pounding it into my asshole - and now he was in complete control. Before I could even adjust to the overwhelming sensations he resumed fucking me silly. "What a slutty white boy you are, letting ur ass get booty bumped by nigger meat, what were you thinking? " he boomed, hammering my ass over and over, grabbing my hips tightly, pushing deeper and deeper into my ass than ever before, the meth setting it all on fire with need. "You can't say no to big black dick like this, can you? This pussy is all mine now."

 

 

 

 

 

"ohhhhhhhhhh" I whimpered, the only word I could muster through the sensory overload.  His cock driving the booty bump back and forth into my ass was only making him stiffer and stiffer, and I could barely understand anything beyond the massive black cock that was filling my insides with pleasure.

 

 

 

 

 

"I'm going to fuck this sweet white boy pussy of yours all night long."  He pulled his cock out to the head, and slapped each of my cheeks, and then thrust it back in to the balls.  "But you want me to fuck you all night long, don't you boy?"

 

 

 

 

 

"....yesssss....." I moaned, struggling not to black out.

 

 

 

 

 

"Yeah? You want your white boy hole bred by this nigger meat don't you?  Your boy pussy likes being filled up doesn't it?"  My tiny boy cock was frantically spurting precum as he told me exactly what I already knew.  There was nothing I wanted more than this god of a man to keep fucking me. "And you're not going to touch that little white boy dick either, are you?" He laughed, and flicked my soft dick with his finger.

 

 

 

 

 

He pulled his dick out entirely and slapped me across the face to get a response. I nodded frantically and licked hungrily at his nipples. "Yes, I just want to be your boy pussy, I want you to fuck me all night, I want you to breed my hole, please keep fucking me, please, please, please!!" As I submitted completely he rammed his rock-hard cock back into me, drilling me over and over as I screamed nonsense, as his dick kept stroking me deeper and deeper.

 

 

 

 

 

"GOOD BOY."  He locked eyes with me again, and continued fucking me with long, steady strokes from head to balls of his fat 9" cock.  "I am going to breed this hole.  Repeatedly.  As long as you keep being such a well behaved little bitch, you are going to get this dick in you.  And that's what you need isn't it?" He pulled out his dick to spit on my hole, and started circling his cockhead around it.  "You're addicted to nigger meat now aren't you."

 

 

 

 

 

"YES YES I'M ADDICTED I NEED IT IN ME PLEASE PUT IT BACK KEEP FUCKING ME I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME ALL NIGHT LONG AND BREED MY WHITE HOLE OVER AND OVER" I was thrashing around, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. He grabbed me by the throat and drew me to him.  His eyes locked onto mine again, dead serious. His cockhead slipped into my hole, just barely.

 

 

 

 

 

"This is what you are now. A pussy full of nigger meat. What a lucky boy you are. Lots of bitches want this cock, but I picked your pussy to fill up tonight. " I just nodded, as his steel-hard cock slipped back into me.   He smiled, and began fucking me relentlessly. "Let's see how many loads I can leave in this hole for you... here comes number one!"  He kept fucking me harder and harder.  He started groping me frantically, as his cock swelled within me.  He lifted me up entirely, and threw me on top of him, and began slamming my ass from below. I started cumming from him fucking me, my tiny boy dick spurting jizz onto his chest. He grinned, slammed his big black cock as deep as it'd go in me, and shot his massive load deep into my guts.  I crumpled on top of him, and he kissed me on my neck.  "Stay here with me, boy, and I will keep that pussy feeling good."  

 

 

 

 

 

I did. We fucked for another eight hours. He had three more major orgasms, but who knows how many loads he left in my ass. He fucked a few loads out of me as well, without touching my cock of course. We finished well after dawn.

 

 

 

 

 

When he finally let me go home, he left me with instructions.  Keep all his cum in my ass as long as possible, When I came back, I had to wear a jockstrap to hide my cock if I ever wanted to get fucked again.  I had to stop shaving my ass crack, as he liked it hairy.   And I had to show up spotlessly clean and ready to fuck all night long next time he asked, because once he started in on my ass he couldn't stop. And obviously, I had to smoke tina with him. I agreed to everything instantly.  The next time couldn't come soon enough.

 

Mmm 👄