Through some googling I was able to find a contact page for the Prestonian. I told him I think we live in the same area and I think some of his stories are hot. He said he’s a local celebrity and if I wanted to “meet the king” I need to bring him a “bag of burgers for his trouble”. His choice was really weird, Sonic burger, Big Buford with cheese. Who actually tries to eat at Sonic? At least two he said.

So I get the burgers and meet at the agreed upon location. He’s driving sort of a big typical black american car. I go to hand him the burgers and he says “you hold them for me, crackerjack”. Ok.

So then we go to a secluded place and he drops his pants and I go to start giving him a b****** and he says “uh-uh, burger me”. So I hand him a wrapped burger and then he says “UNWRAPPED!” so I unwrap it and hand it to him and he then grabs my head and pulls it towards his c*** as he takes a bite and smiles this big grin while I’m sucking him.

After awhile he almost cums and gets angry and says “stop stop I want dat white azz”, “ok but I need you to use protection” I said. He said he would and I get down on all fours and hear him squirt some lube on his hand then stick it in my c*** while he says “you DO NOT ask the Prestonian to use a damn condom–BURGER ME!” So I hand him another burger and he takes a bite and honest to goodness rests it on the bridge of my back as he is f****** me.

After he cums he shakes and says some bad language and then says “wait here boy I’ll get you a napkin to clean up” he walks in front of me, bends over and blows a loud smelly wet burger fart right in my face, then without skipping a beat pulls his pants up, tightens his belt and walks away towards his niggermobile. “See ya cracker!” He says.

7.5/10 probably would do it again.

Hi Prestonian if you read this!