Even though this was his first time with a man, he instinctively knew his role was to serve. He was there to provide pleasure to the man using him. So even though it hurt to be cunted by that big black cock, hurt worse than anything he had ever endured, he did not make any movements to prevent the penetration. He held his legs as wide as possible, allowing full access. Thru the pain of having his cherry harvested rough and hard, he kept doing everything he could to make sure the man using him enjoyed the experience.

Once the man had shot his load, twice, in his no longer virgin ass, he pulled out and flipped him around and forced him to clean off his cock. He then got dressed and left without another word. 

For the man, this was just getting off, something he did almost every day, nothing special, but for the boy this was a life changing event. Giving up his virginity to a stranger, required him to re-think his life prior to this point. 

At first the boy felt unloved and cheap….easily discarded by the man who used him. But then, he realized, that he also felt fulfilled. For the first time in his life he had actually made a man cum with his body. It was not the same as lovemaking with a women, there were no real emotions attached between him and the man.

They weren’t fucking, as much as the man was masturbating using the boy’s tight asshole to create friction instead of his own right hand. The man needed to bust a nut, and his hole made for a good place to bust it.  

As he thought it through, he realized that both of them had played their roles perfectly. One giving cum, one receiving it, just like nature intended. When the man left without cuddling or speaking with him, he was not being rude or intentionally hurtful. In the man’s mind they had both done what they were supposed to do. The interaction between the two of them was over, there was nothing else that needed to be done. The closest example the boy could think of was when you wiped the cum off of your stomach with a tissue after jerking off. Once your stomach was cleared of the spent jizz, you threw the tissue away, you didn’t talk with it or hold it tightly. 

At that moment, he realized that he was nothing more than a cum dump for the man. However, he also realized that it felt right being a cum dump. His previous life had been a lie. This is what he had been born to do. Making that man feel good made him feel good.