Chaz marveled at how well the boy Peter listened to his daddy Marcus and began to suck the bear's cock. "Christ, he's amazing." Chaz repeated himself while shaking his head. His rough black fingers still prodded the inside of the boy's chute which had managed to loosen up slightly. The pink hole stretched nicely and was just about ready to take the black dick.<br/><br/>The marine went back to his knees, angling Peter's back end down. Chaz's tongue once again flicked against the hole and then dove in. The boy tasted salty and sweet, his hole opening up and massaging Chaz's wet lapping. Chaz pulled out and blew on the hole which winked at him in return. He grinned and stood back up, moving over to the table to grab a condom.<br/><br/>Chaz ripped open the foil package and took out the condom. The clear latex covered his purple cock. Chaz always thought that clubs like this should keep black colored condoms in ready supply - it just wasn't the same this way. Though, it could be viewed as a bit sexier - his cock clearly looked amazing in the white-ish, clear rubber.<br/><br/>The marine stepped forward and pushed his cock against the tight hole. "Ready boy?"