Saying goodbye to Jimmy Mafume

I leave for Brighton day after tomorrow. I’ve said most of my important goodbyes to the people that matter.

I said goodbye to Jimmy earlier today. It was a bit awkward because, for some reason, I didn’t know what to say to him. Jimmy and I had never had a reason to say goodbye before or to wish each other well. It wasn’t that sort of friendship. Not that we didn’t care about each other. Jimmy and I cared for each other very much. I learned many things from Jimmy.

It was important to say goodbye to Jimmy because had been a regular fuck-buddy of mine for the last three years.
I met Jimmy in a dive in Guildford when I was a student. He was having a night out with his sister Lisa. I was there on my own because I was bored and looking for a hard fuck as good as Lamin used to give me.

I didn’t hear him the first time but the second time he said ‘I want to fuck you’ I definitely heard him. I turned to see who had said it and smiled when I saw him.

Jimmy was 36 when I met him. He said he was from the Ibso tribe of Tanzania. His skin is deep black. Shorter than me and powerfully built Jimmy had the body of a wrestler. He had a flat, slightly squashed face with huge black lips. In Guilford, he was dressed in a loose-fitting black shirt and white cotton pants. He wore a silver band on his left wrist. Although English was clearly not his first language Jimmy obvious to me that he had the natural self-confidence of a guy with a big dick.

‘Sorry mate, but did you say something?’

‘I said I want to take you home and fuck you. I have a big dick for you’ he said looking at me directly. His eyes were a little glassy and I could smell spirits on his breath. ‘You don’t want me?’
‘Yeah. OK. Your place?’ I heard myself say and Jimmy nodded.

After we dropped Lisa at the station to catch a train home to Guildford we went back to Jimmy’s place. He lived in a two bedroomed flat. The kitchen smelled of palm oil and sweet chilli. There were empty spirit bottles on the fridge. The living room was neatly furnished with simple inexpensive furniture. Framed photos were everywhere. An old photo of Jimmy, as a teenager wearing soiled jeans, standing beside a huge truck (‘I used to drive lorries for companies all over Africa when I was younger’). Pictures of his sister, Lisa (‘the most important person in my life’) and family were everywhere.

As Jimmy got us some drinks I quickly use the bathroom. I always carry essential supplies when I’m hunting for cock. In my rucksack, a small travel bag contains condoms, lube, a bottle of amyl nitrate, my leather cock strap, and a small douche pump. I douche quickly by blasting some water into my anus, holding it for a few seconds, then shitting the water out of me in a fast jet. I was clean as a whistle.

I loved every minute Jimmy fucked me that night in Guildford. And he fucked me for hours. That first fuck was the hardest Jimmy ever fucked me. He fucked me like a madman because he was angry at his wife for making him drink which was the main cause of his marriage problems. I wanted to be fucked like that because I had been studying and working too hard, letting tension and stress build up inside me. I also wanted someone to fuck away the painful memories of Lamin. I had been wallowing in self-pity a lot recently. I was ready to have someone fuck my pain away.

‘Come and suck on this dick’ he growled thickly from the armchair. He slouched against the sofa with his legs wide apart. A tuft of fuzzy hair hiding his tightly puckered black hole. I could tell Jimmy loved his God for granting him ‘a big ole black cock’. He told me once he was circumcised by a village medicine man during a coming of age ritual in Tanzania when he was twelve. Whenever I was with Jimmy he always made sure his ‘big ole black cock’ monopolised all my attention.

In the three years, I played with Jimmy I have never managed to get more than half of his dick down my throat. I tend to focus on slowly sucking and licking the golf ball-sized helmet which mushrooms on the end of Jimmy’s dick. Jimmy murmured loudly as he felt my rough tongue lick the underside of his balls. I took one of them into my mouth and sucked gently for a while before tracing my tongue back up his thick shaft. I lick the hard rim of the helmet.

After five minutes I sensed my blacktop was ready to open me up. Jimmy stood up from the sofa and asked me to sit in his place and spread my legs wide open. ‘I wanna look at that beautiful boy-pussy of yours’. After being with Lamin I had no problem securing my legs behind my head. He stood in front of me slowly wanking with practiced ease and stared directly at me.

‘You’re a sexy boy’ he growled. I said nothing but smiled up at him.
‘You’re gonna get it, boy. I’m gonna fuck you as you’ve never been fucked before’ he said quietly and very seriously. Jimmy later told me that he figured I liked thug talk.

‘Do it’ I said rubbing my finger against the entrance of my lube-greased anus. ‘Fuck me like you own me’ I said slipping my middle finger slowly into my boy-pussy. The way Jimmy fucked me that night in Guilford was the way he would always fuck me and the reason he was my only fuck-buddy during my A Level years.

Jimmy got down on his knees and pinned my legs against my chest. He started doing something which was to become an important part of our fuck sessions. He rimmed my smooth fuck-hole until I had come. Jimmy had a long tongue and spent four years trying to get up my arse. Jimmy loved using his lips, teeth, and tongue on my arse. An expert top, he knew not to finger me too much or I’ll get sore too quickly too soon.

By the time Jimmy was ready to fuck me I had already cum. ‘Good you’ve shot your load. Hurt less when I fuck you’ he said ‘your pussy will be nice and relaxed when I start stretching you wide open’.

Jimmy chewed gum slowly and deliberately as he fucked me for the first time that night in Guildford. Normally I would object to a person chewing gum while we fucked. On Jimmy it looked natural and right. And very sexy. We fucked all night. Jimmy is an incredibly intense and physical lover. At least he is with me. He’s very verbal. Whispering running commentaries in my ear about what he was doing to me. What I looked like. What he wants to do to me all night. How I make him feel. That I was his boy. Jimmy instinctively knew that night how to work me. And he loved watching my face as he worked me.

I quickly discovered his thing was to get me reclining on the sofa holding my legs back against my stomach. I love playing with his ear and crinkly hair while he worked his tongue inside me. His hands would roam my stomach and chest, his long fingers playing with my nipples. He once said this was how he wanted to die. ‘Spreading my boy’s pussy open, tonguing your pussy good. Making you take it, all night.’ Jimmy could quite happily spend all night rimming me. Running his thick tongue up and down my arse, daring the tip into my saliva-slickened puckered hole. And talking dirty. Different tortured sounds would come out of my mouth every time Jimmy switched his tongue and teeth between my cock, arse, and balls. He got harder listening to the sounds I made. He liked it when I pushed his head away and begged him to stop what he doing and just fuck me. I liked it when he ignored me and pushed his slippery tongue further inside me. I groan loudly as he sucks harder on my puckered ring. He liked rubbing the wad of chewing gum against my sphincter ring. He knew I loved it when he did that because was rough and intimate.

Jimmy would only stop rimming me after he had made me come. Jimmy is the only man that can make me come without penetrating me. He would fuck me only after he had seen me shoot all over my chest and belly. Even today seeing Jimmy licking my com clean from my chest is one of the horniest sights I can imagine. I know he’s ready to fuck me when he passes the wad of chewing gum into my mouth as he kisses me. He makes me lick my own come from his lips as he kisses me. Jimmy loves kissing me. He always smiles into my face as he kisses my lips. No one kisses me the way he does. With total abandon. He never once takes his eyes of my face.

Jimmy likes to fuck me on my back. He says it’s because he loves watching my facial expressions as he force-fucks me hard, grinding his pubes roughly against the dark saliva-slickened hole. He never touches my cock during foreplay. When he’s ready Jimmy gets me to guide him inside me. His cock is thick, curves to the right slightly, and has a mesh of pulsating knotted veins. It’s rock hard and covered in the softest black skin. Jimmy’s cock is a mouthful, and measures over 9 inches in length and is nearly 6 inches wide. Like all Muslims, he’s circumcised. It’s the kind of cock that feels good between my fingers.

As I guide him into me Jimmy starts bumping against my dark slippery ring. ‘That’s it baby, relax that hole. Take a slow deep breath and take a shit baby, come on now boy, open tha pussy up. Push it out baby, fuck yeah. Now, make out you're taking a big hard shit.’

I gasp as the mushroom-like dome of his cock sinks slowly into the opening anus. I wrap my legs around his upper body. It stops me from tiring too quickly and gives him the space to move his hips. As he slowly opens me up inch by inch he never stops touching my face with his and lips. When he’s halfway inside me he stops suddenly and begins very slowly pulling his cock back out until only the large dark flared helmet is inside me. As he pulls out he always growls ‘Tell me I’m your nigger. Tell me. Tell me that’. The first time he said that to me I froze not knowing what to say. I held certain opinions about such words. But I also realized that unless I said what he wanted to hear he wouldn’t give me what I so desperately wanted from him. After a few more seconds the empty feeling became unbearable so I said what he wanted me to say.

It’s only after I tell him he is and always will be that Jimmy shifts position slightly before sinking all the dick back inside me in one slippery movement. He only stops when he cant get any more inside me. I can feel his rough pubes rubbing against my ring as he gyrates his hips in slow circles. I was to name this the ‘Jimmy gyration’. All I can do is bite down on the gum and shudder. Jimmy continues gyrating until he’s bollock-deep inside me, the ridge of his helmet rubbing roughly against my prostate. From here he just starts gently bumping against me, slowly gyrating his hips. Every time he moved his hip I shuddered as his cock twists and hits the spot. After a while, he starts pulling out his cock ever so slowly before slamming it home, hard. Once he was deep inside he would gyrate hard twisting his helmet against my prostrate. One of Jimmy’s thing was watching the expressions of pain and pleasure on my face while he fucked me. Jimmy sometimes tied my ankles with a tie so he could grip them easily to keep my legs apart. It gave him unfettered access to my cunt. He got a perfect pornographic view of his glistening black cock sliding in and out of me, ‘Man I love feeding greedy boy-pussy. Tell me you like it! Tell it to me. Now!’

Before slamming it deep into me Jimmy gave me a bottle of poppers. I become insatiable on poppers. I just want to be packed full of black cock. As I popper-up I watch Jimmy put on his cock strap and tighten it slowly. Jimmy’s big pole looks like a black flagpole. Immediately the veins bulge into knobbly knots. The helmet flushes a deep purple and looks as though it’s about to explode. Jimmy takes a single sniff of poppers before slowly sinking his dick into me. He gets me to hold my ankles around my legs. With all his weight on the back of my thighs, he’s ready to fuck me. I know he won’t stop until he’s shot his load deep in my guts. As he fucks me he snarls with every violent thrust. It always feels so good having my fuck-hole forced open by him. The poppers completely relax my arse muscles. As I grip Jimmy’s cock with my internal muscles I can feel the pulsating veins rubbing against the lining of my cunt.

Every so often he would withdraw completely and check to see my cunt gape; give me a good rimming to give his dick a rest. He loved spitting into my fuck-hole before sticking three fingers into me. He rotates his fingers very slowly. While he fingered me he would tell of his favorite fantasy about seeing me get fucked by a few of his mates in the boxing club. He wanted to see what my limits were. How much nigger cock I could take in one sitting? I beg him to stop.

After a while, Jimmy’s movements become less gentle and more urgent. He slowly getting ready to com. He pulls himself up and pins my legs back roughly, against my chest. He always says ‘Tell me you want it. Tell me you want it now’. He starts piston-fucking me as soon as I tell him I wanted him. Long strokes. Deep hard thrusts. Every time he slams it home he immediately pulls out about five inches of his dick before slamming in again harder. I feel his rough pubes rubbing against my aching hole. From my position, I can see every detail of his upper body. The lean defined muscles of a regular gym-goer, the veins on his neck, and the flash of his silver band as he grips the back of my legs tightly. The white of his teeth. The concentration on his face. The thick lips. I forget the number of times he slips his cock out completely only to slam it home harder each time. He fucks me so hard I can feel his balls against my arse. Jimmy listens to every tortured sound I make and the things I say.

I always know when Jimmy is ready to come. He flares his nostrils slightly. His cock becomes harder. And he starts biting my cheeks and neck. He also tells me when he’s ready. He triggers me off first. He told me once that watching me come was one of the horniest things he can imagine. Jimmy always puts his face against mine as he reaches orgasm. Always holds my face firmly in his hands as he slams the dick home one last time before shooting his thick creamy load deep inside me. Watching Jimmy come is also one of the sexiest things I can imagine. He moves his hips slowly a few times before becoming still. With him still throbbing inside me he wraps his arms around me and tells me I was his boy.

‘Make sure you call when you can’ Jimmy said as he saw me to the door.

‘Of course, I will Jimmy’ I said laughingly. I always laugh when emotions come up.

We hugged each other for a long time, he gave me the briefest of kisses on my lips and opened the front door for me.