Chapter 4

Van had been swamped at the hospital for days, pulling late shifts in the A&E at Queen Mary Hospital. We had not fucked since that night she plunged the silicone dildo deep into my ass while sucking my shrunken cock. My prostate still tingled from the memory, but my tiny dick stayed limp most times now, especially after starting those tamoxifen pills. The hormone blockers made my budding tits even more sensitive, nipples poking through my shirts like needy little buttons.

Business ramped up with Marvin and Trevor, the two towering black American vendors from the States. My boss pinged me on WeChat: ‘Entertain them properly, Max. You’re our party animal.’ They craved Hong Kong nightlife, so I took them to a neon-lit hostess bar in Lockhart Road, Wan Chai, the heart of the action where Filipinas, Thais, and mainland girls hustled for laowai tips. The air reeked of cigarette smoke, cheap perfume, and Johnnie Walker Black Label.

Marvin and Trevor dominated the booth, both over six-foot-four with shoulders like gods and arms thicker than my thighs. Marvin’s dark skin gleamed under the dim red lights, his buzzcut framing a chiseled jaw and full lips that curled into a cocky grin. Trevor matched him, bald head shining, tribal tattoos snaking down his ripped abs visible through his half-unbuttoned shirt, veins bulging on forearms that could crush beer cans. Their thighs strained against tailored pants, massive bulges already tenting the fabric.

The mama-san paraded girls past us. ‘You want girl, handsome?’ one purred at me in broken English. Marvin slapped my back. ‘C’mon, Max, join the fun.’ I waved them off. ‘No thanks, guys. I’m good. Married life, you know.’ Truth was, my little finger-dick would shrivel in shame next to theirs. I stuck to translating the girls’ Cantonese flirtations and pouring whisky sodas, my hands shaking slightly.

Things heated up fast. Marvin pulled a slim Filipina named Joy onto his lap, his huge paws groping her perky tits through her tight cheongsam. She giggled, grinding against the monster ridge in his pants. Trevor had a busty Thai girl, Noi, straddling him, her hands roaming his barrel chest as they tongue-kissed sloppy and deep. The girls buzzed with excitement. Black guys like these were rare gems in Wan Chai, myths come to life. ‘Show cock! Big American dick!’ Joy begged in her accent, eyes wide.

Marvin chuckled, unzipping first. His cock sprang free like a black python—eleven inches at least, thick as my wrist, veined ridges pulsing, the bulbous head already leaking precum. Trevor’s matched it, a girthy beast with a slight upward curve, heavy balls swinging low beneath. Both dwarfed Van’s dildo at home; my own cock looked like a woman’s clit in comparison. I stared, transfixed, mouth dry. My ass clenched involuntarily, feeling empty, remembering the stretch of silicone, but these were real, throbbing monsters. I swallowed my desire nervously.

Joy dove in, slurping Marvin’s shaft with wet gags, her lips stretching wide around the girth. She bobbed furiously, saliva dripping down his balls as he gripped her hair. Noi deepthroated Trevor, cheeks hollowing, moaning around his length while he fingered her soaked pussy. The guys groaned, hips bucking. ‘Fuck yeah, suck that BBC,’ Marvin growled.

They escalated to the private room upstairs, a mirrored cube with a low vinyl bed and complimentary condoms on the table. I tagged along as ‘translator,’ but really, I could not tear my eyes away. Marvin bent Joy over the bed, ripping her panties aside. He slammed his massive cock into her pussy balls-deep in one thrust. She screamed in ecstasy, pussy lips gripping his shaft as he pounded her doggy-style, her tits bouncing wildly. Trevor lifted Noi like a ragdoll, impaling her on his dick reverse cowgirl. She rode him hard, ass cheeks clapping against his thighs, squirting juices down his veined length.

They switched positions relentlessly. Missionary with legs pinned back, Joy’s eyes rolling as Marvin drilled her cervix; Trevor face-fucking Noi until she choked, then flipping her for anal, his cock disappearing into her tight ass with lube-slick pops. The girls came explosively, faces contorted in pure bliss: eyes crossed, mouths agape, bodies shuddering through multiple orgasms. ‘Oh god, so big! Fuck me harder!’ Joy wailed. Noi babbled Thai curses mixed with English pleas.

Marvin glanced over mid-thrust, sweat gleaming on his muscled torso. ‘Max, bro, jump in. Plenty of pussy here.’ Joy nodded, pussy clenching visibly around his pistoning cock. ‘Yes, handsome! Suck my tits while he fuck me!’ Trevor laughed, Noi’s ass rippling on his lap. ‘Don’t be shy, man.’ Heat burned my face. No way. They’d see my pathetic nub, laugh as it failed to harden. Or worse, twitch uselessly. ‘Nah, I’m good. Enjoy, guys,’ I mumbled, eyes locked on those ecstasy-twisted faces. Secretly, I ached to trade places with the girls, to feel that monstrous stretch splitting me open, pounding my prostate until I shattered like them.

The session dragged on for an hour, grunts and slaps echoing off the mirrors. I sat there watching, like a cuckold voyeur. Marvin finally roared, pumping thick ropes of cum into Joy’s condom-filled pussy. Trevor unloaded down Noi’s throat, her gulping every drop. Exhausted, the girls cuddled against their giants, kissing those spent cocks reverently. I slipped out first, my cocklette leaking a sad drop of precum into my briefs, ass hungry and tits aching under my shirt.