White Sissies on Black Dicks

The taxi pulled up to the club. There were all manner of trucks, Lincolns, and Cadillacs in the lot. Sunni walked to entrance, handed his I.D. to the bouncer, and was ushered inside. He sat at a table in the corner. When the waitress appeared, he ordered a screwdriver. She returned a few moments later with two.

“I’m sorry. I only wanted one,” Sunni offered.
“I know. This other one is courtesy of a guy. He said you’re beautiful,” she explained.
“Thank you!”

Sunni sipped on his beverage when he was approached by a mature dark-skinned man wearing a light blue Stacy Adams casual walking suit, black Stacy Adams square toe leather shoes, and a black Kangol-style summer weave cap. “Enjoying that drink,” the man asked.

“Yes sir! Are you the one who sent me this second one,” Sunni inquired.
“Yeah! I’m trying to get in that good pussy.”
“Excuse me?”

“Look,” started the guy. “I know you a boy. We all do. You be up here every weekend right after the first looking for a nigga to fuck you and break you off some change. I been hearin’ about you and I wanna try for myself. If you down them drinks now and go outside, I can pick you up in a blue Toyota Sequoia. I got two hundred dollars I can throw your way. I got a friend a fat eight inch dick and I took a Viagra. What’s more is I got a friend that wanna fuck you after me and he’ll a hundred. He got a big dick too.”

Sunni considered for a moment, “Okay. Let’s do it!” He downed both of his cocktails. And walked outside. Shortly after the SUV pulled up beside him. He opened the passenger door and jumped inside.

“Damn you a pretty bitch,” exclaimed the driver.
“Thank you! So everybody knows.”
“Yeah, but they all love it too. They all be tryin’ to get you when you come here. If you came every weekend you’d get some dick. Where we going?”
“Firefly Inn. Around the corner. What’s your name?”
“Corbin. You named Sunni, right?”
“Yes sir! Pull over here. My room is right there.”

The two of them walked inside the motel. The six-foot-one-inch, two-hundred-forty-pound sixty-two year with the still decent Pecs and considerable beer belly slapped Sunni’s ass.