Interracial Romance: Gay Romance: Bound By His Own Desires (MMM Endowed Black Men Bondage Threesome Romance) (A Billionaire's Freedom Book 3)

by Dayna, Bethany

  “Yeah, I think I can do that,” I said.

  “Good,” he said, standing up and beginning to strip out of his robe. “Then let’s get started right away.”

  This guy didn’t waste any time getting down to business.

  “Like I said, my goal is to resist coming for the next one hundred days. This will be nearly an impossible task but it is one that I’m completely committed to. I’m paying you a high fee because your beauty and skill in the bedroom will put me to the ultimate test.”

  I was flattered that he’d chosen me for this odd, but interesting challenge that he was creating for himself. I was anxious to get to work and begin earning my keep.

  Once he’d stripped naked, he went and lay on the bed. He was on his back and his hands were crossed behind his head. The first thing I noticed was his large, erect cock. It pointed straight up into the air. Then I noticed the huge pair of balls underneath the cock. I wondered how much cum was in there. I definitely wanted to push him to edge and force him to drain those big balls.

  “Why don’t you come over here and start playing with me,” he said.

  I got off the couch and walked toward him. I was still a little nervous, but I knew that once I got his cock in my hand that everything would be fine. He handed me a bottle of lube. I squirted some in my palm and rubbed my hands together. I worked my fingers up and down the hard shaft. It felt so full. I held it in both hands and there was still room to spare.

  The trick closed his eyes and began moaning.

  “Oh, my god, that feel so good,” he said. “So fucking good. Keep stroking that cock.”

  I did as he commanded. After a few more minutes of solid stroking, precum began to form on the tip of his dick. I could never help myself when I spotted that first seepage of cum juice. I lowered my head and licked the tip of the stiff rod. It tasted delicious. This guy clearly worked out and ate a good diet. That’s definitely something that I appreciated in my tricks.

  “Oh oh oh oh, that feel so good,” he said. “Rub some lube on my ass please. Work your fingers right in there.”

  I squirted more lube in my palm and rubbed it on his asshole. His hungry hole was already wet with excitement. I slipped one finger in and he moaned again. I was surprised at how loose his ass was. I easily slipped in two more fingers.

  “Oh yeah, jam those fingers in there,” he said. “Try to get your whole hand up that hole.”

  What a freaky bastard! He wanted me to get my whole hand up there. I’d never gotten that sort of request. Most of the tricks I’d dealt with up to that point really weren’t into pain. This was new territory for me.

  I pushed my hand further and further up his gaping ass. There was a pained expression on his face but he wasn’t making that much noise. I wanted to hear something—begging, moaning, pleading, whatever.

  As I pulled my fist out and shoved it right back in, his breathing became audible. He was trying his best to remain calm. He probably wanted nothing more than to scream out in pain. I was impressed by how well he was able to contain himself.

  “Okay,” he said after about fifteen minutes, “that’s enough of that. The rim of my ass is really sensitive,” he said. “I usually always cum when I get the dual action of a tongue licking around the rim and a hand jerking the cock.”

  “You want me to stick my tongue inside or just stay around the rim, “I asked.

  “Both,” he said. “Just push me to the point where I can’t hold back anymore.”

  This whole scenario still seemed pretty weird to me. But I knew better than to ask too many questions or to raise any objections. All I needed to do was keep my mouth shut and deliver what the client wanted.

  I flicked my tongue around the rim of his puckered asshole. My fist had given it a pretty good work out. It still hadn’t quite recovered. I tried to be as gentle with my tongue flicks as possible. While I licked, I continued jerking his hard cock. He began to squirm on the bed. He was definitely getting into this.

  “Oh, I don’t think I can handle much more, oh no, no, please stop,” he said.

  I gave a few licks to his hole and a few more tugs on his cock, then I backed away and stared at him. He was completely covered in sweat and panting. His hairless, muscular body looked so delicious in that prostrate position. I had the burning urge to flip him over and start pounding ass. But there was no need to rush things. I was sure that he’d give me the opportunity to shoot a thick load into his ass. No client had ever been able to resist the magnetism of my long, fat cock. I didn’t expect this one to be any different.

  After a few minutes of panting and desperately trying to catch his breath, the sexy trick finally calmed down. He placed a few pillows behind him and sat up in the bed. He stared at me lustily. I wasn’t sure what to make of him. No client had ever told me to not make him cum before. I wasn’t sure whether or not I’d done a good job.

  “That was awesome,” he said. I think you’ll be perfect for this job.

  I smiled with satisfaction.

  “Did you enjoy yourself?” He asked.

  “Sure,” I said. “That was a lot fun. I’ve never done anything like it before.”

  “Do you think that you can handle being on call twenty-four hours a day for me?”

  “I think I can handle that,” I said.

  “Good.”

  “I need to get some rest for the next few hours. Why don’t you go out, get yourself something to eat and wait for me to call you.”

  That sounded good enough but there was no way I was going to leave that apartment without getting my first payment.

  “One moment,” he said. “I almost forgot to give you something.”

  He reached into the drawer of the bedside table and pulled out a white envelope. My eyes lit up and my cock got hard.

  He peered into the envelope and said something under his breath. I couldn’t make out what exactly he was saying but he appeared to be counting. That got me even more excited. When he was done, he looked up and smiled at me.

  “Take this,” he said, tossing the envelope to me. “That’s a thousand bucks. I just want to show you that I’m for real.”

  I stared at the bills for a moment. They were all one hundreds. My mouth must have been hanging open in shock. I definitely wasn’t used to seeing that sort of money. I already liked this guy and didn’t feel like leaving his apartment. I didn’t want to take the chance that any other hustlers would snatch him away from me. I also realized that I would have to keep quiet about how good I had it with him. This could literally be a cut throat business sometimes and I didn’t feel like spending any time in a hospital bed answering questions about how some desperate queer decided to pull a knife on me.

  Reluctantly, I left the apartment and headed for a cheap burger place. I ordered a burger and fries and pitcher of beer. The only thing I was missing was a cigarette. I’d quit a few months back for health and money reasons. But now that I would have money coming in, I had a strong urge to buy a pack. I wolfed down the burger and fries and gulped down the cool, delicious amber brew.

  The rush of alcohol and grease to my brain filled my body with pleasure. This was the best day I’d had in a long time. I was hoping that it would never end. I felt like going to bar or dance club and enjoying myself. I even had the sudden urge to head down to the city and party in the village. But then I remembered that I was on call twenty-four hours a day. That realization brought down my mood for a bit. But then I remembered that without this gig I would probably have to move out of my one bedroom apartment within the next few months. This was definitely a blessing, even if there were certain drawbacks. Most hustlers in my predicament would have killed for a client like this.

  As I left the bar, I heard a familiar voice calling my name. I looked up. It was Miguel coming down the block with his pit bull. I wasn’t sure what I was going to say to him. But I knew that I couldn’t possibly tell him how good this client actually was. If I did, he would surely try to steal him from me. It wouldn’t be
anything personal. That’s just how the game worked.

  “What’s up, man?” He said. “You go see that guy over in the Trump building?”

  “Yeah, man, I stopped by there about an hour ago.”

  He eyes lit up and he smiled broadly. “So what happened?”

  I shrugged my shoulders. “Nothing much,” I said. “Just a regular trick. Kind of annoying, though.”

  “But the money is good right? Really good?”

  “It’s ok,” I answered. “I don’t know where you got that $250 an hour number. When I told him that he almost passed out.”

  “Are you serious?” Miguel said. “Damn, I hate when they do it.”

  “It’s no big deal,” I said. “He paid me the standard $50.”

  “Shit, man, I’m sorry about that. I was thinking that I would get him after you but forget it now.”

  I shook my head from side to side, trying to show some disappointment.

  “Thanks for the tip,” I said.

  We slapped hands and Miguel headed off in another direction.

  My phone beeped. As I pulled it out of my pocket, I could already feel the excitement coursing through my body. I looked at the screen. He wanted me back at his suite in twenty minutes. I smiled. My dick began squirming in my pants. I headed across the street for a pack of smokes. It was going to be a long night.

  --THE END--

  A Lover’s Choice

  Lawrence was a bisexual who fell in love with both man and woman. He first thought that Jake, whom he met in Japan would be his “forever” lover. Lawrence was wrong, fate must have a different plan for them. When he came back to the Philippines, he met a woman whom we would eventually get married and have a daughter with.

  Jake, being emotionally attached to Lawrence would always ask for an ample amount of time he and Lawrence could spend together. Upon visiting a remote place with Jake, Lawrence would have to reveal his plans for their relationship, the two would then be confronted with the reality. But despite their dilemmas, Jake and Lawrence would still be able to make love. Lawrence remained firm with his decision and it really left Jake confused.

  What happened ? What was Lawrence’s decision?

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  It has already been two years that I and Elaine have been married. It was an absolutely pleasant experience to be able to walk down the aisle with a woman I also loved. She wore a red gown, specifically tailored to fit her curvy body. At our second month of being tied, Elaine was pregnant. Few months later, a child. I became a father to a beautiful child. Since then, my perception of priorities changed. I was no longer meeting with Jake, which made him upset. I understand, but how could I ever divide my body from being a father, a husband and a lover?

  It was one morning when I was having “ play time” with my baby and my wife that my phone rang loudly. A phone call. I saw it was him, Jake, calling again. I declined the call and got back to play with my family. Baby Ellisa was 8 months old then, she was already responding when being conversed with, she was already laughing on her own, her small hands could already grab my finger and wiggle it and it was pure joy seeing her.

  That night, as we danced our baby to sleep, I and Elaine decided to take a bath together. We’ve used to that before she got pregnant. Inside the bathroom, while the warm water splashes through our bodies, I lathered her with a lavender soap, gently squeezing her skin inch by inch, as my palms reached breasts, she stopped me. Elaine kissed me passionately, I knew she loved me so much. I responded with a kiss too, but it was not her who was in my mind, no matter how much I tried, it was Jake who would appear. While kissing Elaine and foreplaying with her, I would remember Jake doing the same for my pleasure. We ended up making love on the bed, in front of our sleeping baby’s crib. Our subtle thrusts and movements did not wake our child up.

  “Oooo, that was great!”, I uttered while I was still gasping air.

  “I love you, Lawrence..”, said my wife.

  “ I love you too, hon..”, replied I, kissing her forehead, turned my back to her and had fallen asleep.

  The next morning, I woke up still naked from last night’s “action” with my wife. I first grabbed my phone and check for any notifications. It was there, Jake texted me.

  “Babe, I miss you, why do you not pick up my call? Can I no longer borrow a couple of minutes to talk with you? I miss you, Babe, I love you, I am longing to see you again.. ”, Jake text message read.

  I was at first hesitant to answer his message, I was in fact already trying to sever my ties with him, but I thought it would not be good to do it subtly and without talking to him first. I could not answer his call because my wife would notice it. As much as possible, I wanted nobody to know about us, about I and Jake. I would like to live a new life, with my daughter and my wife.

  I met Jake a few years ago, in a restaurant when I visited Japan. He was this masculine man sitting next to my table, alone. I glance at him a couple of times before he noticed me and smiled back. I didn’t know he was also a fellow Nationality then. When our exchanges of smiles became frequent that night, in that restaurant, I decided to go over his table and told the waiter to help me transfer my food with me. He welcomed me to his table and we started a conversation.

  “Hi, are you with someone else?” I asked him.

  “Now I am with you!” he chuckled, I did too.

  “Hey, I’m Lawrence..”

  “Nice meeting you Lawrence, I’m Jake..”

  Jake was an intelligent person, intellectual I must say. At first, he introduced me to many Japanese cuisines he had known and tried, discussing me where to buy those delicacies and how they tasted. I was, most of the time, staring at him. I could barely talk, I only nodded as he explained one theory in Science after another. Perhaps, he got it that I could not comprehend so he started asking me, about myself. It was then that I realized Jake could also talk about simpler things. The night ended with I and Jake exchanging few text messages.

  We soon learned that we both came from the same country, we laughed with our hypocrisy trying to speak a foreign language thinking we’ve been talking to a foreigner. I felt like I found someone I could be with while I was away from home, someone with the same nationality as I do and someone I would actually enjoy being with.

  Jake was working as a nurse in Japan while I was a civil engineer. While away from my family, I considered him a very close friend whom I could trust and share my bed with. We rented a small apartment back then and lived there together while sharing expenses.

  As expected from living together, I and Jake had a mutual understanding kind of relationship. I never dated anyone except him, and he never dated anyone except me. Sometimes I would kiss him while he was sleeping. But when we were both awake, making love was more intense.

  I remember Jake kissing me wildly. He would poke my mouth with his tongue and do it repeatedly, he would peck into my lips too and slightly bite. The best part was out “69” position. I was on top then, my cock buried deep to his throat while he was only doing muscle control, squeezing and sucking my cock using his throat only. Damn, it felt very good and arousing.

  We were able to retain our relationship until I came back home to the Philippines when my working contract ended. That was the time I met Elaine, who was introduced to me by a friend. I knew it was my mistake, I knew it was my fault, but I fell in love with Elaine like the way I did with Jake. I never dated any other man except Jake, but Elaine was a woman, a great woman I came to knew as I dated her further. Jake and I had less communication since then. He would often tell me he missed me and wanted to be with me and I would tell him the same, having the guilt and thinking about Elaine.

  Jake arrived in the Philippines 5 months later only to know I already had a new relationship with a woman. He cried at first but soon accepted the fact and begged that we stay as we were, even unbeknownst to the other people. We continued our secret relationship while I and Elaine were dating too. I impregnated Elaine after a year and was obliged to marry her.<
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  So there I was, torn between the idea of loving Elaine and our soon to be born child and being emotionally attached to Jake too. Soon, I got tired of having to deal with two people and especially hiding when I was with Jake. He was important to me and I enjoyed being with him, all those times, I loved the way I was when Jake was around. When my first child, my daughter was born, I temporarily ignored Jake. My perception of what priorities are changed. Instantly, my daughter became my first priority, my wife came second, my family’s reputation and followed by Jake. But I would not be able to handle all of them. So I decided it was time to severe my ties with Jake, but I was not able to find a way that soon.

  Going back, I replied to Jake’s text message that morning. It felt estranged yet it felt relieving. Being able to communicate with the man I loved was an absolute pleasure as well. But I knew it had to end. But how?

  We spent time exchanging text messages, I told him not to ring my phone and instead, communicate with me through text message only. Jake wanted to see me. He told me he misses me. So we decided to meet the next day. I was able to find a reason to tell my wife so I could sneak out of the house and meet Jake at our favorite cafeteria.

  “Hey, Jake, how have you been.,”, I approached, hugged and kissed his cheek from his back while he was sitting inside the cafeteria. He came an hour earlier.

  “Hi Babe, I missed you so much..”, he whispered me, clinging to my arm and rested his head on it for a few seconds.

  Jake’s appearance changed a little bit in the last few months that I had not seen him. He became quite tanned and his colored hair made him look even more manly than me. Just as I sat into my chair, Jake held my hand, he gazed at me and asked me “Is there something wrong Lawrence? You know you can tell me anything, right?”

  “Huh? None, I was just too busy being a father and a husband now...things have changed Jake since my baby was born...I thought you understand my situation?” I answered back, putting my other hand atop his.