They let Booker stay

The players didn't seem too happy about it, but they weren't about to say no to the man who had resupplied their beer and a muscular giant at that. Booker got the impression the guys were trying to get the girls drunk. Booker sat down and they played a while making stupid rules until they got too confusing and someone negated them, then they started all over again. Booker stared at the skinny brunette, he had learned her name was Amanda. She was hauntingly beautiful, very pale skin that showed no signs of sunburn despite her being on the beach all day, red, full lips, and nice breasts that looked larger on her thin frame. She seemed to have eyes for a nice looking muscular boy sitting across from her.

"So why do they call you Meat," she asked him. "By the way, drink." She bounced a quarter into the shot glass.

"Cause I got a big thang," said Meat. "Biggest one in my school."

"Bullshit," said Amanda, "and drink again." She pulled the quarter out of the glass after sinking it a second time.

"Maybe if you're good, I'll show you my big thang later."

Amanda made the third shot giving her the right to make a rule. "First, drink," she said pointing at Meat, "and you'll show it now. My rule is that Meat has to show us his dick."

The group laughed and then looked over at Meat to see if he'd go through with it. Meat stood and with a smirk pulled his shorts down. "Big enough for you?" He did have a nice sized penis, it was plump now, semi-erect and looked like it would be a little over seven inches when erect. Allyce and Amanda both stared at Meat's prong with amazement and the guy sitting beside him looked uncomfortable having Meat's thing so close to him.

"Wow," said Allyce.

"I'll say," said Amanda.

"What are you talking about, that's not big?" asked Booker.

"I suppose you can beat it?" Meat put his dick away. He clearly liked impressing people with it.

"Sure, but yours is ok for a white guy," said Booker. Amanda snorted at that.

"Show me yours, big shot," said Meat.

"I don't think so," said Booker.

"I didn't think so," said Meat, bouncing the quarter and missing. "You're all talk."

The other guy made it in once and made Allyce drink, then he missed and passed it to Booker. Booker missed on purpose and turned it over to Allyce. The redhead, being more sober having started late scored three hits making the other guy drink all three. "My rule is..." she paused and giggled, "Booker has to show us his prick."

"Yuck, no," said Amanda, giving her friend a little push.

"Stop," said Allyce pushing her back. "I'm not finished. The guy with the smaller dick, has to leave the party. Now lets see if it's true what they say about black people."

"Or you can just leave now," said Meat.

Booker slowly stood until he towered over them. He felt his cock extend two inches just at the thought of exposing himself to these dumb-ass white kids. He unzipped his pants, watching Amanda crinkle her nose in disgust. She really didn't like black people. Booker unzipped his shorts and let them fall to the floor. The group gasped at the size of the bulge confined by his briefs. It looked like two potatoes and a cucumber were crammed into small sack. Booker flipped his briefs down and his huge cock sprang out like a striking cobra.

Booker had a perfect foot long cock. Where his body was light brown, his shaft was dark black except for the lighter tip which peeked out from his thick foreskin. The group recoiled from the monstrosity. Meat looked horrified. Amanda looked disgusted, but awed by it. The spell was broken when a beer can hit the floor.
Erika had dropped it and was staring at Booker's cock as were several other teens standing around the room. "Well I guess this means you gotta go little guy," said Booker to Meat while stuffing his cock back into his shorts.

Meat looked pissed, but he stood and headed for the door. "Matt wait up," cried Amanda standing. She flashed Booker a mean look, but the black man could see she was still flushed and seemed to be in shock at what she had seen.

Booker watched them leave then said to Allyce, "Now you know that it's true what they say about black men. See ya." He left the hotel and bumped into Fred with the stacked blonde hanging on his arm. "S'up?"

"Hey Booker," said Fred. "You remember Stephanie."

"Hey," said Stephanie, nodding at him. "What's going on in there? My roommates having a party?"

"Yeah."

"Crap," she replied. "Can we go to your place?"

"Sure baby." Fred put his arm around her. "See ya tomorrow Booker."