Although never officially stated, Tuesday was 'black night' at the spa downtown. Few white bottoms showed, but those of us who did were given a warm welcome ... and a thorough working over. It was then I first learned of a 'second sphincter', and the importance it plays in our satisfying BBC ...

One man my cousin pimped me out to was his Track Coach from my own school. I'd seen him around in the halls but, being a Music major, we never met. I'd never been used by a black man before, and was, at first, intimidated by his enormous penis. But he was patient and encouraging in my training.

My cousin, who came to stay with us one year, was a horny bastard. He saw me for what I was, and used me not only for his own daily needs, but pimped me out on the side, as well: filming our sex, and making me always smell of the musky scent of his cum at school. 'Advertising', he called it ...

The all-male gathering: Where the real top men tacitly identify their subordinates, and mount them indiscriminately - with all eyes watching, making note for future conquests. You may claim to be one of them, but be prepared to be exposed and openly bred among your peers ...