Cornered in the parking lot

I made it all the way to the parking lot and had just started my car when I was surprised by a knock on the window. I glanced up to find myself face-to-face with my best friend. He was standing, bent over and smiling at me. His chiseled black face caused butterflies to stir in the pit of my stomach.

"I didn't even know you were here," he said as I hit the power windows.

"Sorry, man, I was kinda out of it today," I said, which wasn't exactly a loss. I didn’t say that I had been trying to avoid him and I didn't want to move too much because his big cock had destroyed my asshole.

"I just wanted to tell you, I went out with Meg again last night," he said with a grin, then he placed his hands on his lower back and stood up, stretching.

I was now face-to-crotch with Mike. I couldn't help but look, and as I did I realized I could make out the curve of his very large, limp cock through his dress pants. The butterflies in my stomach weren't the only things stirring.

I **** myself to look away.

"H--how did that go?"

"Fucking awesome, man," he said. "I really think she's the one. She's a bit of a freak, actuality, but that is kinda hot."

"A freak, huh?" I asked, trying to focus on anything but his cock.

"Yeah, halfway through dinner she excused herself to go to the bathroom," he said. "I figured she needed to pee after a couple of glasses of wine. Instead, she sends me some, uh, sexy photos of 'dessert', her words not mine."

"Fuck," I managed.

"Fuck is right," he said. "I mean, I've sexted with a couple of girls before, but never WHILE we were still on a date."

I now had a full hardon going and I had no idea if it was the thought of Meg sending nude pics or if it was the big black cock in my face. I was losing control of who I was, and maybe worst of all, I couldn't wait until I was home sobI could work it all out in bed with Susan.

"Then we went back to her place and I was not disappointed," he said. "I know its still early, but this is the girl I'm gonna marry."

Mike NEVER went to the girl's place, he always took them to his. It was something of a power play. If he went to her place, he really must be serious.