Hot Nigerian Encounter Turns into a Nightmare for Two Young Submissive Men Nigerian Nightmare - Part 1 By Andy Caulden Kevin and I were often mistaken for brothers in the looks department. We were both tall, slim and blond, and much sought after by those who liked submissive cock-suckers in their early twenties. We also shared a craving for coal-black cock, which our mentor Bryan, who was white and a professional photographer, helped to satisfy. We were fairly adventurous in the early 1970s, when it came to non-vanilla sex. We had, on occasion, fucked in places where someone might have seen us: in the park; in my car; on the landing outside a friend's flat. We both enjoyed oral sex, and Kevin was always keen to take it up the arse. He was also very keen on flashing, but limited his audience to the lurkers in the local park. We were considered to be quite attractive, and definitely got 'the look' when out clubbing. However, we got more than 'the look' when we entered Point2Point, a club that had been recommended to us by Tony, a friend of Bryan's. Most of the guys in the club were big and beefy, and black. However, there was a good few white faces in the crowd, looking for a bit of African rough, so we decided to give it a shot. We made our way to the bar and ordered a couple of drinks from a friendly barman; we then headed off to find an empty table. The table we eventually found was right at the back of the club, in a corner by the fire exit. The music was as good as Tony had said, and the small dance floor was packed. I looked around and saw nothing but happy, smiling faces. After Kevin had downed his second drink, and loosened up a bit, he accepted an invitation to dance from a burly Nigerian. He had never danced to this kind of music before, so he followed the black man's lead and joined the dancing throng. …the next moment changed everything
