Chapter 1

One AM?! I am in bed trying to sleep - I don't feel tired and wish that there was a 24 hour fitness club in Nashville. I am bored and thinking and fantasizing. I reach for my phone and bring up craigslist. I have done this before - when I get bored I think what it might like to...

I call up the account and repost one of the personal ads. It all begins with "Need..." and then I contemplate erasing it. I do this from time to time. Mostly the ad generates a bunch of spam and even the real responses seem fake. I have just gotten settled into a comfortable position when the phone chimes. I have this specific account set to push messages. It's only been a few minutes and I wonder what that means, I think for a bit and then roll over and grab the phone to see the message, fully expecting spam.

I am a bit startled when I read the message - it has a phone number to call.

You Need? I can help with your need. I'm waiting for your call, but not more than ten minutes!

bbc2suck - PT in CS

There was a phone number with a picture of his BBC. What the hell? How? Lots of questions but this was the first real response and I had ten minutes to decide. I wanted to be indecisive and just let the time run out. That is a cop out, but, I always wondered why I did this and if I would do anything if the opportunity arose.

I just hit the number - the phone asked if I wanted to dial and I hit yes.

"I got what you need!" was what he said when he answered.

"Ummm, yeah?"

"You Need BBC to Suck! You have until 2"

"To what?"

"To wrap your lips around my BBC."

There was a pause as it sunk in - he wanted it now! Tonight! I ... just said "Where?"

and he told me. It wasn't that far and was in a dangerous looking area of town. I drove past twice and was now sitting in the parking area. It was dark, there wasn't a sign. It looked closed but I finally got up the courage to try the door and it opened. Inside it was all shadows but there was a bar to the left and seating on the right. About eight guys were playing poker at one table and only one other table was occupied. Just as I was about to move my phone buzzed that I had a text.

Come over to my table, kneel down and wrap your lips around your first BBC. Or turn around and leave

I was about to put the phone in my pocket when the bartender said "Give that to me!" and indicated the phone. "Or leave like the man said!" I handed him my phone and started to walk to the table. "Wait! What's your iTunes password?" I looked at him for a second and then told him. Shit! I was about to suck cock in a bar and I was worried they were going to mess with my phone? And I waited until he'd entered it and was downloading an App. I hoped it didn't cost too much but I had other things to worry about.

Just to be thorough I should point out that I was the only non-black person in the place. The man at the table didn't even acknowledge my presence as I knelt near the table - there was a light under there, not bright but at least I could see. I had to unzip his slacks and it was good they were loose because the cock that came out was big and black. It was like a short fat snake. Short only because a snake that big around would have been six to eight feet long, this one was a bit over a foot. I didn't hesitate except to look it over for anything that might indicate disease and finding none I tentatively licked it. I had been trying to accumulate saliva since I had walked in the door because I knew a lubricant would be helpful. My tongue touched and swirled and then I opened as wide as possible and sucked the head into my mouth. My mouth was just barely big enough to get it into my lips and I worked at sucking and licking. When nothing really happened I unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants so I could get my hands and mouth on his balls and lick the shaft as I had seen all those blonde bimbo's do in all those video's. My favorite was Annette Schwarz and I had watched her do lots of black cocks. I had thought about doing this alot. There are lots of thoughts that could be going thru my mind, however I was here doing this and spent that time doing the best "job" I could, even blowing on it a few times. I doubt I was doing very well and I don't know how long I was allowed that first time. It all came to an end when I felt someone pull my head up by grasping my hair.

"Enough for the moment!" the man said and I looked towards him. He nodded towards the other side of the table where, when I looked, there was another man standing. He ignored me and asked the gentleman "This him?" a pause "Still need... ?" and this was obviously to me and I nodded "I'll outline my "needs" and you agree or we're done!" I had to think a bit but I then nodded yes

"I was thinking six weeks but I don't believe that is long enough - One Year!" he paused and I waited thinking there was more, when he began to turn away I said "Yes!" and thought I saw a bit of a smile. I was thinking I could stop whenever or at least he had more stipulations.

"I want commitment, I don't like anyone that only does things half way. So, four nights a week and you'll spend most of that time with TWO holes full!" he paused a bit for that to show on my face, I was a bit surprised but not completely. The post had said might bottom and he was saying no might about it. Now that I thought about it I had said if the BJ wasn't up to "your" standard you could fuck my ass. I just nodded thinking I wasn't that busy that four nights a week would be horrible and if the last few minutes were an indicator I kinda liked sucking BBC.

He smiled again "All night - you'll finish in time to get to work! If all this is OK with you then you need to get me hard and then I'll fuck your ass!" I started to move towards him "and I don't see any reason we can't start tonight! Right guys?" and the guys playing poker said "You the boss!"

Shit! Fuck! That was fast - we went from four nights a week to FOUR NIGHTS A WEEK! I know it is the same, but, I was thinking six to ten or something and he is talking SIX to SEVEN, 6PM to 7AM! All night long! But I wasn't ready to relinquish the opportunity to suck on another BBC and I didn't! I just took off his pants and started sucking his cock. This one was thinner but longer, imagine that, it never got real hard and those things together made it easier to swallow more of it. Once I managed to get past the gag reflex again I could take most of it down my throat. Don't get me wrong, this wasn't easy but it was easier than on the dildo that I had been practicing on. I was looking up at him as I eased him into my mouth and almost got it all the way down. My hands were holding his balls, they almost filled my hands like a softball. I could see a challenge in his smug look and I forced myself to go deeper and deeper until I reached the end. The challenge changed then and I felt his cock soften a bit. Somewhere in there it dawned on me that I had agreed to do the other eight guys at the poker table but it didn't really sink in until just after his next statement.

"You swallow? Cuz right now I gotta piss and it's time for you to swallow " and he started to piss, by this time I was short on breath but I knew something bad would happen if I backed out now. I could just tell from the look on his face. This was not going to be the last surprise and it wouldn't be the worst. I could feel the piss flowing into my stomach but didn't taste it because he was far enough in my throat to not even require me to swallow. It seemed to take forever, later while I reviewed the video I timed it at 47 seconds. When he was done he just pulled his cock out. "Clean it off and put it away!" I did that and then he said "Go over to the poker table and make the rounds a few times, then I'll be ready to fuck your ass!" and he walked away.

I don't want to detail the events under the poker table but I will give a short description. After "the boss" had demonstrated what I would do all of them took advantage, most of the time I just had the head in my mouth as they "drained the lizard". That was far worse than the first time. Of course a mobile urinal means you can drink and play all night long. I should note that while the boss was doing me I was aroused, pretty much "Hard as a Rock!" would describe it. The rest of the time it wasn't all that sexually arousing. This all started a little before two and about five I was bent over a post in the middle of the room with only my shirt on. The post had a place to tie my balls and cock that looked newly added and crude, then I was bent over where a pad allowed me to rest my stomach (which was horribly full!) my hands and mouth were full of BBC as "the boss" was the first man to fuck my ass. He was disappointed because I wasn't too tight, since I had tried a few of those dildo's out there too. Not that it was easy either, and it was much different when someone else controls the action. He managed to work it pretty good from side to side so I felt him hard and long! The he pulled out cum in my mouth. That was pretty disgusting but let me know what would be expected in the next year. When he was done most of the rest of the guys playing poker followed suit and then the bartender finished up to make my first time anal a perfect ten! Some were thicker and one was longer, I was tired and had been sucking cock all night but I won't ever forget it. And every single one did what I learned was ATM, Ass to Mouth, just like the boss. Other than being tired I was a bit disappointed when they turned me loose.

I got cleaned up and was about to leave when the boss met me at the door.

He started handing me stuff "Here is your ID, your phone, this is the app you need to use whenever you are training, AND " I was looking at the ID, across the top it said BBC Sucker in Training, below that was my picture sucking a BBC and beside that were several contact ID's, no address or phone but one said Need@BBCS_Registry.org, he paused until I looked him in the face. "Anytime a BBC Owner asks, you provide - ANYTHING he wants! Do you understand?"

I shook my head and then understood he wanted a verbal answer "Yes, I understand. Anything a BBC owner asks me to do, I will do." thinking I had lost my mind.

"Good, one of the cool things about the App is that it shows where you are to anyone that has been an authorized trainer. I opened the App and noticed that my picture was prominently displayed with the picture from the ID. Below that was a bunch of listings with time tags and other ID's.

"All of those are the guys you did tonight, everytime you suck or fuck a BBC you need to take a picture and log it. If the BBC is registered then you need to get his registry ID and add it. Any BBC on the registry will be able to locate you if you are within a specific distance so you might be pretty busy on your time off too! Questions?" I just said "No" and he said good. See you tonight after work" and he went back to his office.

I just left and got in my car. Looking at the time I decided I needed to get a move on and I was hoping Jenna's toy house was open because I really needed a butt plug if I was going to manage the day at work.

Work - and more surprises

There wasn't much time before I was to be at my job, I found the Jenna's and bought this three pack of plugs, then went to a drive thru for breakfast and got to work about the normal time. I should explain that I am a salaried professional which means I have flexible hours in general but like to be consistent. I work 8-5 with an hour lunch. My boss is flexible and just wants my job done without his intervention.

In the middle of scarfing down the fast food it became imperative I visit the little boys room and use one of the plugs. I took them all and went to the public rest room which is unisex and one stall. It was good that I got several because the one I thought would work was too small. In fact the largest one was snug but if last night was an indicator I might need a larger one tomorrow.

I spent the next hour making sure I had everything handled at work and fully scheduled. About 9:45 I got a text message which isn't too unusual but this one was, it said:

Special Delivery for Need @10 Sharp. Front entrance. Expect delivery to take 30-60 minutes. ATM - We deliver loads all day long!

I looked out the window and the van was already there. Upon closer inspection it was a new phone number but they had said Need. I was beginning to wonder what the hell ... but it was a little late for that. I just had to look at the App to remind myself that I was in pretty deep. I spent a few minutes looking thru the App which was called ATM-Loads and was a little shocked - All of my encounters last night were on the App and its sister website. There was a picture of every BJ and pictures of me being cornholed. Video's of most of them from the first one under the table to the end. The night was labelled a Perfect Ten - with many more to cum. The app reminded me of the appt with the delivery and I put the phone away and headed out the door.

I was about ten feet away when the back door opened and I stepped inside, "After this undo your pants as you get in and drop them to your ankles. Commando works best!" hands grabbed me as I went for the belt and moved me towards a pole that was familiar. The voice had come from farther away so I knew that there were at least two people here besides me. Something was wrapped around my cock and balls, more intricate than last night, this one had separate loops for each testicle. Then something was pushed into my penis and a something else surrounded the glans, whatever was inside began to expand until it pushed tightly against the shroud around my cock. Tight enough to hurt. All of this was pulled by a cable to the post and stretched my genitals just past the comfortable level. then I was bent over and the reason I was there slipped into my mouth, a few seconds later the buttplug left my ass and was replaced by a BBC.

I knew the van was moving because of the G-forces on my body and my precious parts solidly attached to the post tried to move around.

The cock in my mouth was hard and being shoved even harder into my mouth and then my throat. It would be there for most of this adventure and would pause for a very long time (to me) while buried fully in my mouth, then extracted just long enough for a partial breath before impaling me again. My phone was beeping as I "enjoyed" being fucked. The guys pounding my ass were taking turns and stopped each time they were about to blow. I was pretty sure there were five guys in the van but it was hard to tell being woozy from lack of breath. Later I would find I had cum three times in that hour. Whatever was inside my cock must be hollow or I would have blown out the side when i came. Right now I was pretty out of it and when the van stopped I wasn't sure why. What happened was that another five guys came in and pounded my ass until they were ready to "deliver their load" (I heard this clearly) and the cock in my throat was removed and the one from my ass was driven down my throat so it could finish the delivery. This took a pretty short amount of time and then we were off again. As we returned the other five guys did my ass and then delivered the load down my throat. When those five were done the sixth guy returned his BBC to my throat and someone tried to stuff their fist in my ass. Unfortunately they ran out of time. They all agreed it was unfortunate, I was pretty out of it and don't agree with them. They helped me clean up after the last guy dumped his load, pushed a large buttplug into my ass. Just before opening the door he said "Take lunch at 1, that was only a partial delivery!" and pushed me out. They took off instantly, I paused to wonder a bit but just walked inside. I was at my desk when I realized I had been given a package. I was almost afraid to open it.

Lunch -

I had been gone less than 45 minutes, that seemed unbelievable considering what had happened in that time. It didn't surprise me they could find that many BBC's near my work since I was near downtown. A little too close for much gentrification but close enough for the people living there to feel a bit of anger for getting pushed from their homes.

It was almost noon before I looked in the box. Just before I did that I remembered the "commando" comment and took care of that before opening it.

The box was about the size of those that hold reams of copy paper and just about as heavy. It was full of several more boxes and a note on top.

Need,

There are a few things you should bring to lunch. In the shoe box are accessories for the CBT items you are wearing. The two cylindrical objects screw onto their tops and will contain your balls. The bottoms will unscrew to attach other things but that is for later. There is a weight that attaches to the hood on your glans. Please take a few minutes to put these in place, time is of the essence.

All you need

PS In case you don't know ATM is slang for Ass To Mouth.

So I made another trip to the head. The weights on the balls weighed about eight ounces but clanked a bit if you walked incorrectly or rather you could keep them quiet if you walked correctly. It was good I wore loose slacks because the weight on my penis would have been really noticeable and would have been painful if caught just wrong.

I didn't think much about them, just endure for the moment. I haven't commented much about my feelings and I should make things clear. I don't think enjoyment would describe them but all of this was more interesting than my life had been previously. I have said I was bored and this was definitely not boring. I do admit that I don't intend to stop soon, I think letting things play out is a good idea. I do wonder how they would have that ATM van for even a few guys, I am guessing it is for women too. All of this is too much for me to figure out. I had intended to find a guy that would let me suck on his cock for a few months, maybe once or twice a week and find out what it was about. The fact that somehow I stumbled into a much more exotic adventure is disconcerting. I am writing this story so others can learn from what is probably my mistake - although we won't really know until it is farther along.

It was time to head to lunch (1pm) and I figured this would be a continuation of earlier. I might have had a better idea if I had looked at the App, but, that would be later. There was a signup sheet on the website.

This time I dropped my pants on entering and since the CBT was already in place I was secured very quickly. This was to be different, in fact it wasn't even the same van. A collar went around my throat, my arms were bound behind me, my head was tipped back to give a direct line down my throat from my mouth, something was shoved into my mouth to spread my jaw wide and covered my teeth, my cock was stretched inside the pipe by a cable attached to the weight, my testicles were stretched down and hooked to the floor, and my legs were spread rather wide so that it was assured I could not move. Not like I had intended to move but this was serious bondage.

We were moving and it seemed everyone was waiting. While they waited several decided to feed me a liquid lunch. Four guys pissed in my mouth and I swallowed in self defense or because I'm a nasty boy. Probably a combination of the two. When they stopped, the door opened and someone stepped inside.

"Well, looks like Need is well prepared." and he took the billy club he had in his hand and slid it into my mouth, throat, stomach, it seemed a long way in. He left it there to check my CBT's and then I felt something larger but just as smooth push into my ass. By this time I was seriously short of air and he teased the club from my throat and I thought I would pass out but just managed to hold on to consciousness. He pushed it back in but removed it immediately. He ordered another guy to run it in and out without pause then turned his attention to the one in my ass. Evidently it was much longer than what he had inserted and he worked that inside a lot more. Every once in a while something stretched my balls down.

This was not any fun and if I could I would have bailed. Which I think was the point.

"Bye Need, see you tonight!" and the boss split, his last words gave me hope "Untie him and fuck the shit out of him before you drop him off."

The two clubs went away and a cock went into both holes while other hands worked to untie my arms and neck. The thing in my mouth was there the whole time and I am pretty sure I got DP'd by two of the smaller BBC's while we went back to my work. They didn't release the CBT until we stopped and the buttplug went back in place. Then I was pushed out the back of the van and almost fell. All things considered it wasn't that bad of a lunch.

The afternoon was normal after all of that, at least until about 4:30 when a young lady came by to ask some questions. She seemed reluctant to leave after she'd gotten her answers, almost like she wanted me to ask her something. She was about twenty something and I was much older so it never crossed my mind she might be interested in that way.

Almost outta here and Punching a Donkey

I was just about to leave when someone I didn't know came by my cubicle.

"Hi, can I help you with something?"

"Yeah! " he didn't say anything else, I had been standing when he arrived and just stood looking. He looked me up and down like I was a piece of meat and I got a little leary and thought - he is black! and with that fucking App who knows and that was confirmed as he said "Yeah! Fucking cocksucker NEEDS my Big Black Cock! Shove it down your throat and then pound the fuck out of your ass! You ever had a foot long, three inch wide cock inside you! " He said it in a normal conversational tone but that made it more shocking. I must have reacted "Let's go to my office cuz starting tomorrow you'll spend a lot of time under the desk." and he started to walk away. I was thinking and not moving "Now Asshole!" the threat was pretty obvious in the comment but not the words. I followed him to the other side of the building.

He stood near his desk "Give me your phone!" and I fished it out. He started doing something then looked at me "Well, what you waiting for? You NEED an engraved invite?!" and I knelt down to remove his pants. I started with his belt but he lifted his foot and I took that to mean "off the shoe", then the other one, then his slacks and underwear. "Don't just throw those pants anywhere! Make sure they don't get wrinkled!" He definitely had a BBC, a really Big BC! I didn't pause to think or anything, just started licking and sucking and playing with his balls, huge balls. He scowled a bit and before it was even slightly hard.

"Tighten your mouth around there I don't want no fuckin mess in my office. You swallow every drop!" and he started pissing! He had done this shit before because he just barely kept the flow below overfill. A few times it went up my nose and that stung like hell! It seemed to take forever. God! What is with these shit heads? They seem to assume anyone that wants a cock in their mouth wants to swallow their piss. The fact that I let them and had no problem coming back for more was lost on me. When he was mostly just finishing I heard

"Yeah, fucker drinks piss like a pro! See boys, white cocksucker likes his nourishment!" that was when I noticed he had the video going on my own phone. "Don't fucking stop now asshole!" and then he grabbed my hair "Tell me the truth! This is the best second of your life! That huge black cock in your mouth, just finished pissing in your throat! Tell ... the ... truth!" and then he pulled my head back off his cock.

"Yes! I love sucking this cock and I like it when you piss in my mouth! But I really want you to fuck my ass!" I said it pretty quietly but very clearly and when he let go of my hair I went back to trying to fit that cock in my mouth. I did everything I could but it wouldn't fit and to make it worse it just kept expanding. It got longer and thicker and I spent a lot of time licking the side and his balls. I should point out that when I made that statement I believed it. That didn't come out quite right, because I still agree with that statement. I made quite an effort to get my lips around this big fucker but in the end I spent most of the time licking the shaft, head, and balls. Those were just as abnormally large as the cock.

"Enough, pull down your pants and bend over the desk!"

I didn't need to be asked twice and did as he said, I wasn't kidding when I said I want him to pound my ass. This was great! And he didn't make me wait, and it took some major effort to get into me. It hurt and it took a long time to just penetrate my sphincter and that was just the beginning of a long hard insertion. He had put my phone so it could video the act. When it was finally all the way in he pulled out really fast, the suction was awesome! Harder and harder he pounded into me. This was when I found out that was what I liked, hard hard hard. His last fucking stroke was deep and quick, then he hit me hard with fist just at the base of the skull, I was stunned and must have really squeezed on that big cock because it felt like half my insides came out with his cock. He had grabbed my phone just prior to this act and while I recovered I heard

"Too fucking cool! That is the FIRST fucking time a Donkey Punch worked! Look at this ass guys! There must be eight inches of his shit chute hanging out! Well, time to finish the ATM!" And came around to shove that cock at my mouth again. It still didn't fit but I tried and then he started cumming, and just kept cumming. Spraying cum all over my face in my hair on my shirt every place. I was still dazed from the Donkey Punch ... Cum in my face, my ass hurt like hell. Shit this was insane.

"Shit this is pretty fucking amazing! Look at his shit chute pulling itself back into his ass. Would not have believed it had I not seen it, even with this video! Well, now you guys can try it!" then he was back in front of me.

"Cmon slut, clean up this mess." There was cum all over the desk and I started to wiped it up with my shirt tails "No!" horrendously loud "Lick it UP! Use that whore mouth for what it really is - cum bank - that any BBC can make deposits!" and I didn't really mind it had seemed a waste when he spurted it all over the place. I don't know where he was while I was cleaning up but he appeared just as I was pulling up my pants after inserting the buttplug. That was different, I tried to figure out what was going on, of course the plug was loose once it got in, but before that it felt like it was really tight. I had never heard of a Donkey Punch - tell you all about it later.

"Lots of hardware there." he said while I worked at cleaning up his cum.

I just nodded "Looks like a good way to walk a dog..." I looked up but didn't say anything "You got dogs?" I nodded no "Get some - three to start, one for each part. No little fucking dogs either - 60-70 lbs each" I was looking at him and when he paused for an answer I knew he was serious "The pound opens at 8 take them home and walk them - I want to see the video when you get here. I'll cut you some slack and you can blow me at 10 by this time I was all done and dressed.

I didn't leave right away

"You stupid? Was something I said unclear?"

"No, but I don't work for you! I don't even work for your agency, I work for ALC."

"What difference does that make! Be here at 10 and suck my cock. Maybe suck a few of my directors cocks, maybe all fucking day! Just fucking be here at 10 or don't be here ... EVER! And I was serious about the dogs."

"Ok..."

"OK, what " and there was anger and hate.

"OK, sir!"

"What?" more anger with rage, what the hell?

"Yes, Master, I will be here at your desk at 10 sharp! Please forgive my impertinence!" and I almost knelt but thought that could ignite him if he thought it sarcastic.

"Go!" and I went. If anything this guy was a bigger asshole than I had thought before, wanting me to call him Master! But to each their own fantasies. Then I saw his name plate, or at least his secretaries.

Oh fuck! I am seriously screwed now. that I knew who he was. Great, I was now the fuck toy of the head of the agency! And he didn't like me much and wanted to ... well I had no idea but I didn't think he wanted to be friends. And to top it off I was close to being late for my night ... job? Hobby? Whatever, it was Wednesday and I assumed it wouldn't be that busy.

One full night - swallow and a 7th inning stretch

I grabbed a burger and ate it while driving. For a minute in the drive thru I thought the guy taking the money was going to ask for a blowjob. When I got to the delivery window my phone chimed and when I looked it had added a new trainer to my list. Sooner or later he'd get his blowjob. On the way I spotted a store and figured what the hell and made a slight detour to buy stuff.

The place looked different in the twilight and there were several cars and a bus parked outside. There was at least one pretty white girl having a bit of dark in the parking lot. As I was walking up two more guys joined them and very quickly she was completely full. All three of those guys were burying their BBC in the girl.