This is a story about the first time I sucked a big black dick. I travel a lot for work and often find myself in rural farming communities for weeks at a time during the summer.

Last summer, I was staying at the only hotel in a rural community in Indiana. There was also a large crew of railroad workers staying in the hotel. It is pretty common for utility workers to spend week after week in hotels like this while they are working in rural areas on RR repairs, utility repairs, etc.

The first night at the hotel, I wandered down to the lobby for the manager's reception for a couple of beers and some snacks. The lobby area was pretty crowded so I sat down at a table with a couple of the railroad workers. Their names were Larry and Greg. Larry was an average looking white guy in his mid-thirties, I guessed. And Greg was an athletic black guy, about 6'3 and in his late twenties.

We sat there for thirty or forty minutes talking about our jobs and the pros and cons of working on the road and being away from home. We all agreed the worst part was not being able to find some pussy in these small towns. I finished my beer and excused myself assuring Larry and Greg that I would see them later since we were all staying there for several days.

The next morning, I got up and took off for the cornfields to look at some crop damage. Just another day until it started pouring rain just around lunch time. I decided to call it a day and grabbed some lunch and went back to the hotel. It was still raining hard outside and the satellite TV was not working in my room so I decided to grab a couple of beers and went down to the indoor pool.

I was the only person in sight, presumably because everybody else staying at the hotel was out working somewhere. I was happy enough to put some music on my phone, sip my beer and relax in the pool. I had just finished my third beer when I heard the door to the pool area open. I turned around and saw that it was Greg, the black railroad worker.

He was wearing a t-shirt, flip flops, and gym trunks. I couldn't help but notice a huge bulge in his shorts as he walked toward me. Suddenly, I found myself mesmerized and in awe of whatever Greg had flopping around in his shorts. I tried not to stare at it but I was pretty sure Greg noticed that I couldn't take my eyes off it.

"Hey Greg, what are you doing here at the hotel so early?"

"Aww shit, man, we got rained out. It's been raining like a motherfucker out there. And my TV ain't even working."

"Yeah, I know. It rained me out too, so I decided to relax down here until the TV comes back on. Sorry, I just opened my last beer or I would offer you one".

"It's all good," said Greg, "I got this fat blunt to smoke," he said as he pulled it out of his pocket.

Greg sat down in a patio chair and was facing me as he lit the blunt. I swear I could see his huge black dick trying to escape out the bottom of his shorts. And I still couldn't take my eyes off of it. Greg took a toke on the blunt and then extended it towards me.

"You wanna hit this?" Greg asked as he exhaled a big cloud of smoke.

By this time, I had almost three beers in me and was feeling just the slightest buzz. Just enough buzz to say, "Sure."

Greg got out of the chair and walked three steps to the edge of the pool. As I reached up to take the blunt from him, I got an eyeful of big black cock. Holy shit!! Greg's dick was hanging halfway down his thigh and looked like it was trying to get out of his shorts! I forced myself to look away from it as I took a hit from the blunt.

I asked Greg if he was gonna get in the pool and he said, "I'm just gonna sit down here on the edge and dangle my feet in the water."

I took another toke on the blunt and as he sat down it caused his shorts to ride up his thighs a little...and I found myself face-to-face with his one-eyed monster. I know Greg noticed me looking again and he was slow in trying to get his snake tucked back into his shorts. In hindsight, I think he may have done that on purpose. Trying to act cool, I thought a little humor might ease my embarrassment,

"Damn, bro, you're about to dangle more than your feet in the water," I chuckled.

"Sorr,y bout that, man, I ain't had no pussy in two weeks and my dick is about to pop! Man."

"Yeah I noticed not many ladies staying in this hotel...but you oughta be able to troll through Wal-Mart and find you some country girl to drain your balls, especially with the size of that thing!" I said.

"Nah, I usually find somebody around the hotel willing to help me out," he said.

"Really?" I asked. "Like a maid, or the front desk girl?"

Now...I'm not sure why I was still talking to Greg about his problems getting laid in a small town, but I found myself getting aroused and it looked like Greg's cock was coming to life. I think he was getting a chubby and he reached down and adjusted his cock as if he knew I couldn't resist looking at it again.

"Nah, man," he said. Sometimes, I'll meet another dude staying here for business that will help me out." It took me a few seconds to process what he just said.

"Really?" I said. "What do you mean"? "Well, some guys like to suck my big cock. I'm not gay or nothing but a hard dick has no conscience, hahaha," Greg laughed.

"No shit?" I said. "How does that ever come up in conversation?" I laughed.

"Well, sometimes I catch a guy staring at my big dick through my gym trunks," said Greg. "That's a good sign that maybe he wouldn't mind helping me drain a load."

Greg's crude description was somehow getting me aroused. I knew Greg was talking about me being one of the guys he caught staring. I was really feeling the weed kick in now and it was making me pretty horny and relaxed. I caught myself staring at the outline of Greg's cock again. I glanced up and locked eyes with him and he had a huge grin on his face. I knew at that second that I was gonna be the next guy to suck Greg's huge cock.

"What's so funny?" I asked as I couldn't help but grin.

"You been staring at my dick since I walked in the door," Greg laughed. At this point, I was not trying to dispute Greg's assertions.

"You got me, man, I have to say it looks like you got a damn snake in your shorts," I said, trying again to add some humor. "And that weed is kicking in too."

"Yeah, that weed makes me horny as fuck," said Greg. "You wanna see it?" Greg asked in a more serious tone.

Before I could say anything Greg said "Come over here and have a peek."

As if I were being hypnotized, I slowly walked three steps across the pool. Greg reclined back and rested on his elbows and spread his legs apart so that I could step inside them. My head was at perfect height with Greg's lap.

"Go ahead and feel it...pull it out," Greg said.

I started to slowly rub Greg's dick through his gym trunks. It was so impressive. Long and thick. And growing a little bigger every time I ran my fingers over it. Then I ran my hand up the leg of his shorts and started to rub his dick skin to skin. His cock was hot and slowly growing as if it was breathing and waking up. My dick was harder than a steel pipe at this point. Greg lifted his leg a little bit to give me more access to his cock. I pushed his shorts up and fully released his cock. I swear it was twelve inches long and the diameter of a Red Bull can!

"Damn, Greg, you have the biggest dick I have ever seen, what I wouldn't give to have a dick like this," I said with sincere envy.

"MmmHmm, I thought you might like it. Go ahead and give it a taste and see how you like the feel of it in your mouth," Greg said.

With no debate, argument, appeal or negotiation, I took his cock in my right hand and lowered my mouth over the head of Greg's dick. The head was the size of a plum and felt velvety on my tongue. I licked around the head while it was in my mouth and that brought a slight moan from Greg.

"Mmmmm, there you go," Greg said in a soft voice. I started to slowly work Greg's cock in and out of my mouth, and I was taking a little more each time. I tried to take all of his huge dick into my mouth but my gag reflex kicked in after only half of his length.

Greg chuckled as I gagged and coughed. "Careful now," Greg said, "Don't choke on it!"

"Sorry, man, I don't have much practice at this," I said.

"Well, you're doing pretty good so far," Greg said.

For the next few minutes, I worked on Greg's cock, stroking it, sucking it, licking it up and down...not spending too much time on the same technique. I figured since I like a lot of variety when my wife gives me a blowjob, then Greg would probably like some variety too. As I continued stroking and sucking up and down, Greg started to roll his hips. He was slowly grinding his hips and fucking my mouth. Greg was thrusting more and more and I started to focus my attention to letting him push his cock down my throat, little by little.

Greg, slow and steady pushed inch by inch down my throat. I gagged a couple more times but finally, I relaxed my throat and Greg got about eight inches into my mouth. For some reason, I really wanted to take all of his cock in my throat, if only to prove that I could.

But prove to whom? Myself? Maybe so, but whatever the reason I started down on Greg's cock and I didn't stop until my nose was in his neatly trimmed pubic hair.

"Oh, Shit!" Greg moaned as I took every inch he had. I pulled off his cock and immediately took the whole thing back down my throat again.

"Shhiitt," Greg moaned again.

I felt his cock get harder and just a little bigger than it already was. I was getting the hang of this blowjob and I knew that Greg was gonna cum soon. I hadn't thought about him cumming until that point. I wasn't sure about him cumming in my mouth...I was both scared and excited at the same time.

Meanwhile, Greg was moaning and thrusting his huge cock in and out of my mouth. I could feel his dick start to pulse and begin to pump a load of cum out of his balls.

"Ahh, I'm bout to nut!" Greg moaned.

Unsure what to do, I took every inch down my throat and Greg held my head down on his dick. I swirled my tongue around the base of his dick and I could feel it pumping as he came.

"Ughhh," was all Greg could say as he pumped his seed straight down my throat.

I felt spurt after spurt hit my throat but I didn't taste anything. Greg let go of my head and I slowly lifted my mouth off of his cock. Greg laid down flat on his back, while his feet still dangled into the pool as if he was dead. I was still between his legs and face to face with his cock that was still jumping involuntarily after exploding into my throat. I slowly massaged Greg's cock until another drop of cum appeared. I put the head into my mouth and tongued the last drop of cum from his dick. I had come this far, I might as well get it all. Greg's cum tasted a little salty but I didn't find it terrible. I let go of Greg's black monster as it finally deflated and Greg got up from the edge of the pool.

"Whoa," he said, "That was a hell of a blowjob, I needed that!"

"Glad to help a friend," I smiled. I wasn't sure what to say. My buzz was wearing off and I was starting to feel pretty embarrassed, but my own dick was still hard as rock.

"Yeah, you definitely got a new friend in me," Greg said, "I'm gonna head back up to my room and see if the TV is back on yet."

"OK, man, I'll catch ya later," I said. With that, Greg walked away towards the door.

As he opened the door to walk out, he said, "I'm in room 329 if....you know...whatever."

"Ok," I said. Greg walked out and I got out of the pool and went back to my room to consider what I had just unleashed in myself.

The End.