Basically, I am obsessed with the superior Black man. Everything about them is better than me. I am a putrid, low life excuse for a man who is still a virgin at 46, but Black men are to be praised, to be lifted above all whites. I will do anything that a Black man, a real man tells me to do. I used to serve A Black man when I worked at the NHS, a beast of a man, muscled, strong, and the most amazing cock. It was easily 5 times longer than the pitiful shrimp I call a cock. It used to hurt when he pushed it inside me, whichever end he used.
When I couldn’t take any more penetration, I eagerly begged to be his toilet. I lay beneath him as he squatted over me, and I took every drop of his delicious golden nectar, and watched in wonder as he would shit onto my face, feel it as it touched my tongue and squished between my teeth when I chewed upon it. My body would often end up caked in it as there was so much but he generously allowed me to wear it beneath my clothes as a gift while I travelled home.
My tiny cock is now permanently encased in a chastity cage that I have no access to. The keys are with two real men who will soon use my body as it should be used. I hope that I become their toilet again, it is everything that I deserve.
