My Big Black Master - Book Three

“Get in here, boy!”

It was as if I no longer had any will of my own and I walked down the hallway and entered his apartment, knowing what was going to happen.

Nathan was standing just inside the apartment. His hands were planted on his hips, which he thrust forward, proudly displaying his bulge to me. My knees felt weak and a shiver ran up my spine at the sight of the muscular black stud. He had on low-slung 501’s and a tight fitting white v-neck t-shirt that emphasized his sculptured chest a...