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Most of us remember all of the ‘firsts’ in our lives, some vividly. In the case of sexual things maybe the first time you were touched by someone, the first time you were nude with someone, first kiss, giving or getting your first blow-job, your first sex (either way) or that first big black cock in your tight white ass.
When this happened I was long past being a virgin and had a few fuck-buddies. I also had one friend who had become my steady lover. I’d tried ‘dressing’ for him and already knew that I loved that; just slipping into a pair of panties would get me ready to be fucked. We’d experimented with a lot of things over a few years and enjoyed most of it. As young guys do, we’d also heard and discussed many things about people and sex. The one thing that always stuck in my mind was that, black guys were known to be ‘hung’ better than whites and they had a ‘different’ way of fucking. This piqued my interest…a lot!
Growing up on a farm and, going to school in a small town, didn’t give me much access to black cock. We did have two black families but they mostly kept to themselves. This was also back when you didn’t ‘mingle’ but, my family was a little more liberal than most (except for me being a bi bottom). I won’t go into all of the particulars of getting him into bed, but there was one guy and, where there’s a will there is always a way.
Once you go black you…
It got to the point (after a while) that our friendship was accepted with my friends and my family. I was smart enough to keep it as casual seeming as possible, gave it enough time to allow everyone to get comfortable with it and get to know him as well as I could. At the same time I injected little things about sex, girls and anything else I could think of to find out more. In a small town of only 2 black families who was he going to date or go out with anyway? If everything I’d heard was true, what could he possibly do for sexual release? Both lists were very, very short.
We got to the point of hanging out on weekends and he really loved coming out to the farm to just mess around. This alone set the stage for a lot of possibilities. William/Bill liked to ride horses, he also loved being in the woods, swimming at our favorite swimming hole and talked about camping. We did take some time for long walks that amounted to hikes all over the farm and some of the others around ours. He liked being out of town. After a while and, when he was visiting for a long weekend, I suggested that we sleep out in the barn instead of the house. This was something that I’d done with other friends for various reasons – but – usually to get laid. This time my plans were about the same. Until that day I hadn’t done anything with him; only talk and some small suggestions. Yes, I could be coy, even at that age; I was a little slut!
On the sly, I set several things up for the evening. I didn’t know what was going to happen but I wanted to be prepared is anything good ‘came up’ between us.
As it got later my parents went to bed; shortly after that my sister went to bed too. She just had to give one parting shot of, “You two behave yourselves.” Which got Bill wondering but he didn’t say much. We sat in the dark on the front porch and talked very little until I suggested we should go to the barn and turn in too. We settled onto our sleeping bags in the haymow and, for a while, listened to the few night noises around.
After a little while I brought up the subject of sex. Bill was a little shy about it but, in a few minutes, the conversation became relaxed and we talked quietly. The subject was all over the place…I encouraged talking about girls…we opened up a little to each other…the subject of jacking-off came up. The anonymity of almost total darkness made it much easier. I kept coming back to girls and finally got him to admit that there were a few in his class he wouldn’t have minded dating and even fucking. Except for jacking-off he was a virgin. We talked, we joked, we relaxed; he was thinking about the white girls. I watched as much as I could in the darkness, listened to his tone of voice and the sound of rustling clothes. After a while his tone became a little ‘strained’, sort of breathless, and he was very uncomfortable.
When I asked him what was wrong he answered that all of the talk was getting his cock hard. Screwing up my courage I boldly asked if I could touch it; he agreed. I groped around in the darkness and found that he had undone his jeans and slipped down his shorts a little – his cock was indeed hard! It was indeed hard, rock hard, uncut and, until then (other than our Arabian stallion) the biggest one I’d had my hands on! Not a monster but damn was he well hung! As I felt around and did some gentle squeezing he moaned quietly and his cock jerked in my hand.
Going a further I started to stroke him a little; he gave a few nice moans so I asked if it bothered him for me to do that. Gasping he said, “No, oh god no, please don’t stop, it feels great!” I began to jack him off slowly and firmly, he wasn’t the only one that was aroused, I was in heaven just stroking his meat!!
That cock was throbbing like hell as I stroked it!
After a few minutes I changed my position and got ready to go down on him. By then he was thrusting at my hand a little and really moaning like crazy. Working up as much saliva as I could I opened wide and took a few inches in my mouth. That got a very loud gasping moan from him. He was a nice mouthful of cock; slipping my hand down a little I took more and began to suck while continuing to stroke him.
It didn’t take long. Once I started to suck he really became aroused as hell! Rolling around a little, thrusting up to meet my dive and moaning hard he was defiantly enjoying the blow-job. He wasn’t the only one; I’ve always loved sucking cock and this was my first big treat.
Suddenly he gave a massive moan and arched his back hard; I felt his cock jerk hard a few times then I got the real shock. When he started to cum it was the most I’d ever had from any cock in the past; it was a real flood of sperm. I managed to gulp down the first few massive shots then I choked on the next one! I’d locked my lips around his shaft and, when that happened, it spurted all over running out of my nose then around his shaft as I had to open my mouth a little to breathe.
Yes, I cleaned up the mess I’d made. He relaxed in complete enjoyment for a while. It was obvious to him that his wasn’t the first cock I’d had in my mouth.
As we relaxed we talked a little. I told him a lot but not everything. Not all the names of the guys who’d fucked me but a few; I made sure he knew that I had experience and loved being fucked. I also told him that his cock was the biggest I’d been exposed to and I thought it was great – he could fuck me anytime he wanted. I told him that it would probably be a little painful at first but I’d get use to it and would love to try. That was all it took. Within half an hour I was sucking again and he was rock hard. He was also doing some playing of his own; I’d given him the petroleum jelly and invited him to loosen me up some by finger-fucking me. I sucked his cock and he lubed/pumped my tight ‘cunt’ for a while. There was a lot of moaning going on!
He had a full eight and a half inches of cock that was at least an inch and a half thick. It became thicker near the base and had a little bit of an upward curve to it. That ‘curve’ would prove to be very arousing in the future. In the missionary position I’d use that to position the head and rub the hell out of my G-Spot during sex. There were some very intense orgasms in my future!
After some foreplay I got up on my hands and knees and gave my ass to him. He was hard and ready to fuck! He penetrated me slowly and carefully as I went down on my face, balled the sleeping bag up in my fists and moaned like hell! This was the biggest and longest cock I’d ever taken until then; my young rectum was getting stretched for real and I was getting stuffed like hell. I moaned and gasped while he filled me, asked him to use more lube, and pushed back hard on his beautiful cock. I squealed like hell when he hit bottom – god did I squeal!! Bill stopped and pulled back a little until I assured him that I could take all of him, “Just don’t hit bottom too hard…ok?”
This was the second time I remember getting cramps; not real bad ones but lingering, twisting your guts just a little. There was also the terrific feeling as that nice big cock slipped in and out of my rectum – the rubbing along with the feeling of being ‘filled’ then feeling like your guts were being sucked out as he withdrew. I was loving every stroke of it and I made sure he knew how much! It became very loud in that barn as I was bred good and hard!
I was in heaven and spent the next few days trying to hide the ‘walking funny’ that came with getting well screwed by a larger cock 3 and 4 times a day. We’d tried a few different positions and he’d given me a few very intense orgasms! That was also the first time that I experienced a gaping rectum and the discomfort/soreness of having someone hit bottom over and over deep inside me. That along with the burning when you pee and some pretty good leaking for a while after sex.
I loved it and couldn’t get enough of that black cock!
When this happened I was long past being a virgin and had a few fuck-buddies. I also had one friend who had become my steady lover. I’d tried ‘dressing’ for him and already knew that I loved that; just slipping into a pair of panties would get me ready to be fucked. We’d experimented with a lot of things over a few years and enjoyed most of it. As young guys do, we’d also heard and discussed many things about people and sex. The one thing that always stuck in my mind was that, black guys were known to be ‘hung’ better than whites and they had a ‘different’ way of fucking. This piqued my interest…a lot!
Growing up on a farm and, going to school in a small town, didn’t give me much access to black cock. We did have two black families but they mostly kept to themselves. This was also back when you didn’t ‘mingle’ but, my family was a little more liberal than most (except for me being a bi bottom). I won’t go into all of the particulars of getting him into bed, but there was one guy and, where there’s a will there is always a way.
Once you go black you…
It got to the point (after a while) that our friendship was accepted with my friends and my family. I was smart enough to keep it as casual seeming as possible, gave it enough time to allow everyone to get comfortable with it and get to know him as well as I could. At the same time I injected little things about sex, girls and anything else I could think of to find out more. In a small town of only 2 black families who was he going to date or go out with anyway? If everything I’d heard was true, what could he possibly do for sexual release? Both lists were very, very short.
We got to the point of hanging out on weekends and he really loved coming out to the farm to just mess around. This alone set the stage for a lot of possibilities. William/Bill liked to ride horses, he also loved being in the woods, swimming at our favorite swimming hole and talked about camping. We did take some time for long walks that amounted to hikes all over the farm and some of the others around ours. He liked being out of town. After a while and, when he was visiting for a long weekend, I suggested that we sleep out in the barn instead of the house. This was something that I’d done with other friends for various reasons – but – usually to get laid. This time my plans were about the same. Until that day I hadn’t done anything with him; only talk and some small suggestions. Yes, I could be coy, even at that age; I was a little slut!
On the sly, I set several things up for the evening. I didn’t know what was going to happen but I wanted to be prepared is anything good ‘came up’ between us.
As it got later my parents went to bed; shortly after that my sister went to bed too. She just had to give one parting shot of, “You two behave yourselves.” Which got Bill wondering but he didn’t say much. We sat in the dark on the front porch and talked very little until I suggested we should go to the barn and turn in too. We settled onto our sleeping bags in the haymow and, for a while, listened to the few night noises around.
After a little while I brought up the subject of sex. Bill was a little shy about it but, in a few minutes, the conversation became relaxed and we talked quietly. The subject was all over the place…I encouraged talking about girls…we opened up a little to each other…the subject of jacking-off came up. The anonymity of almost total darkness made it much easier. I kept coming back to girls and finally got him to admit that there were a few in his class he wouldn’t have minded dating and even fucking. Except for jacking-off he was a virgin. We talked, we joked, we relaxed; he was thinking about the white girls. I watched as much as I could in the darkness, listened to his tone of voice and the sound of rustling clothes. After a while his tone became a little ‘strained’, sort of breathless, and he was very uncomfortable.
When I asked him what was wrong he answered that all of the talk was getting his cock hard. Screwing up my courage I boldly asked if I could touch it; he agreed. I groped around in the darkness and found that he had undone his jeans and slipped down his shorts a little – his cock was indeed hard! It was indeed hard, rock hard, uncut and, until then (other than our Arabian stallion) the biggest one I’d had my hands on! Not a monster but damn was he well hung! As I felt around and did some gentle squeezing he moaned quietly and his cock jerked in my hand.
Going a further I started to stroke him a little; he gave a few nice moans so I asked if it bothered him for me to do that. Gasping he said, “No, oh god no, please don’t stop, it feels great!” I began to jack him off slowly and firmly, he wasn’t the only one that was aroused, I was in heaven just stroking his meat!!
That cock was throbbing like hell as I stroked it!
After a few minutes I changed my position and got ready to go down on him. By then he was thrusting at my hand a little and really moaning like crazy. Working up as much saliva as I could I opened wide and took a few inches in my mouth. That got a very loud gasping moan from him. He was a nice mouthful of cock; slipping my hand down a little I took more and began to suck while continuing to stroke him.
It didn’t take long. Once I started to suck he really became aroused as hell! Rolling around a little, thrusting up to meet my dive and moaning hard he was defiantly enjoying the blow-job. He wasn’t the only one; I’ve always loved sucking cock and this was my first big treat.
Suddenly he gave a massive moan and arched his back hard; I felt his cock jerk hard a few times then I got the real shock. When he started to cum it was the most I’d ever had from any cock in the past; it was a real flood of sperm. I managed to gulp down the first few massive shots then I choked on the next one! I’d locked my lips around his shaft and, when that happened, it spurted all over running out of my nose then around his shaft as I had to open my mouth a little to breathe.
Yes, I cleaned up the mess I’d made. He relaxed in complete enjoyment for a while. It was obvious to him that his wasn’t the first cock I’d had in my mouth.
As we relaxed we talked a little. I told him a lot but not everything. Not all the names of the guys who’d fucked me but a few; I made sure he knew that I had experience and loved being fucked. I also told him that his cock was the biggest I’d been exposed to and I thought it was great – he could fuck me anytime he wanted. I told him that it would probably be a little painful at first but I’d get use to it and would love to try. That was all it took. Within half an hour I was sucking again and he was rock hard. He was also doing some playing of his own; I’d given him the petroleum jelly and invited him to loosen me up some by finger-fucking me. I sucked his cock and he lubed/pumped my tight ‘cunt’ for a while. There was a lot of moaning going on!
He had a full eight and a half inches of cock that was at least an inch and a half thick. It became thicker near the base and had a little bit of an upward curve to it. That ‘curve’ would prove to be very arousing in the future. In the missionary position I’d use that to position the head and rub the hell out of my G-Spot during sex. There were some very intense orgasms in my future!
After some foreplay I got up on my hands and knees and gave my ass to him. He was hard and ready to fuck! He penetrated me slowly and carefully as I went down on my face, balled the sleeping bag up in my fists and moaned like hell! This was the biggest and longest cock I’d ever taken until then; my young rectum was getting stretched for real and I was getting stuffed like hell. I moaned and gasped while he filled me, asked him to use more lube, and pushed back hard on his beautiful cock. I squealed like hell when he hit bottom – god did I squeal!! Bill stopped and pulled back a little until I assured him that I could take all of him, “Just don’t hit bottom too hard…ok?”
This was the second time I remember getting cramps; not real bad ones but lingering, twisting your guts just a little. There was also the terrific feeling as that nice big cock slipped in and out of my rectum – the rubbing along with the feeling of being ‘filled’ then feeling like your guts were being sucked out as he withdrew. I was loving every stroke of it and I made sure he knew how much! It became very loud in that barn as I was bred good and hard!
I was in heaven and spent the next few days trying to hide the ‘walking funny’ that came with getting well screwed by a larger cock 3 and 4 times a day. We’d tried a few different positions and he’d given me a few very intense orgasms! That was also the first time that I experienced a gaping rectum and the discomfort/soreness of having someone hit bottom over and over deep inside me. That along with the burning when you pee and some pretty good leaking for a while after sex.
I loved it and couldn’t get enough of that black cock!
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