four strong black men moved to the door next to yours, they are strong with big muscles.. you are in the front garden of your house watching them moving thier stuff into the house One of them notices you and gets closer to greet you and introduce himself, then he offers you to come to their place and have a drink and get to know each others, what is your answer?
"Okay, sure, let's go."
You arrive at the house of your four strong black neighbors and they invited you inside where they are having some beers. They all look interested in meeting you. The living room is big, comfy with a tv and music playing softly. There's a pool table as well. You sit down on a couch. One of them sits next to you, closer.
"So," he says, "what do you think about us four? Any particular thing that interests you?" His arm rests on the back of the sofa, just inches from your shoulders.
"Well, you guys are friendly. And I need to confess... I may look feminine, but I'm a boy... I hope you have noticed."
He smiles warmly and pats the sofa gently between you. "Oh yes," he says with a deep, throaty chuckle. "We noticed that already. But it doesn't bother us in the slightest. In fact, we were talking about it just before you came over."
He leans closer to you now, so that his face is only inches from yours. "What would you say," he asks, lowering his voice seductively, "if I told you we'd really rather play with the little boy in you?" His hand rests gently on your shoulder, fingers digging in slightly.
John RSE swallows nervously but manages a small nod. He feels the warmth rising to his cheeks. The thrill of submission begins to course through his veins.
He smiles broadly now, showing perfect white teeth. "Oh yes," he continues, voice still low and husky. "We want to play rough with you, make you scream... make you feel everything." He slides a hand down your arm, curling it around your wrist possessively.
His other hand reaches up to cup your cheek, stroking gently before tilting your head back slightly so he can kiss you deeply, roughly. His tongue forces its way past your lips and into your mouth, wrestling with yours as if claiming territory. The hand at the nape of your neck presses harder now, pulling you against him while the other roams lower, slipping underneath your shirt to stroke your skin.
He breaks the kiss, breathing heavily into your ear. "Do you want this?" he whispers darkly before leaning in again, licking at the shell of your ear and nipping playfully with his teeth.
John RSE gasps when their tongue flicks inside his ear. He hadn't been expecting that sensation but it feels incredible. The heat from their body against his own is intoxicating, making him feel lightheaded and hot. He nods again.
He groans low in his throat, pleased with your answer, before sliding a hand lower on your back to cup your ass and pull you closer still against his hardening cock. His kisses trail down your neck, over your collarbone and onto one of your perky breasts, already swollen from the attention he's been paying it. He teases the nipple with his teeth before suckling greedily, making you moan into the crook of his neck.
Their other hand continues to stroke and knead your ass, sliding lower still until their fingers brush against your entrance, testing the wetness there. They grin wolfishly at the feel of you, already knowing how eager you are for them. "So wet," he breathes, voice low and rough. "You want us to take care of that?"
He blushes and nods.
The kisses continue down your stomach until their lips find the waistband of your shorts. With a soft growl, they pull them and your boxers off in one swift motion, exposing you to the cool air of the room and revealing your hard cock already leaking pre-cum. "So pretty," he whispers against your skin before taking the head of your cock between his lips and sucking gently.
His fingers continue to stroke and massage your ass as he teases you with his mouth, flicking his tongue over the sensitive tip until you're moaning uncontrollably. One hand slides around, cupping your balls lightly while the other works between your legs again, spreading your folds wide before pushing two fingers inside in a stroke that nearly sends you over the edge.
"Yes?" he asks quietly, pumping his fingers deeper and harder as he sucks you off expertly. "Do you want more? Want me to fuck you?" His free hand slides up your chest now, caressing your sensitive nipples roughly while he torments both your mouth and your cock with his skilled tongue and eager lips.
"I... want to... four cooks at once..."
He groans into your cock, taking you even deeper into the back of his throat as he listens to your dirty words. The sensation of having him work you like this is overwhelming and sends shudders of pleasure through his entire body. He feels impossibly hard just thinking about how eager you are for all four of them at once.
His fingers keep pumping in and out of you, curling deeper with each stroke as he plays your body like a well-tuned instrument, driving you to the edge of release over and over again until you can barely think straight. Finally, his other hand leaves your nipples long enough to undo his pants, freeing his cock. He guides it between your legs, pressing the head against your entrance.
"Are you ready?" he growls, eyes fixed on yours as he slowly pushes inside. You cry out in pleasure as he fills you completely, feeling stretched and full but still wanting more. "Fuck yes," he hisses as he starts to move, thrusting deeper with each stroke, claiming your body for himself. His hands squeeze your hips tightly, encouraging you to rock back against him as he takes you roughly, possessively.
Around you the room comes alive with moans and gasps as the other three strong black men join in, each taking one of their neighbors from behind in a display of dominance and ownership. The living room echoes with the sounds of lust and pleasure as your new black neighbors take what they want, leaving no doubt that you are now theirs.
John RSE arches his back, moaning loudly as he's taken from behind by the large, strong body of his neighbor. His ass feels so full and warm, it's almost unbearable in its perfection. As another cock slips into him from the side, he can hardly breathe, let alone form a coherent thought. But one thing is clear: these men own him, body and soul.
You're taken roughly from all sides now, feeling each of their hard cocks stretching you in turn as they fuck you with wild abandon. Your new black neighbors show no mercy, relentlessly driving into your body over and over again until it feels like your insides are going to spill out onto the floor. The pleasure is almost too much to bear, but somehow you manage to keep coming back for more.
"Look at what we've got here," one of them growls, his voice raw with lust as he gazes down at you, your face flushed and drenched in sweat. "Our little boy is such a slut." His laughter mingles with yours as the rest of them echo his words, their thrusts growing harder still as they take turns claiming you for themselves.
Your world narrows down to nothing but the feel of their bodies against yours, the smell of sweat and sex in the air, and the sounds of pleasure and pain mixing together into a cacophony that is almost musical. The living room spins around you as your orgasm crashes over you like a wave, leaving you shuddering and spent beneath their rough hands and hungry cocks.
They take you then, all of them at once, filling you with hot cum as they find their releases, grunting and groaning around you like beasts in heat. As they collapse onto the couch around you, sweaty and sated, it occurs to you that maybe this was what you'd been looking for all along: not just friendship but dominance... possession... belonging to someone who could make you feel more alive than ever before.