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It was the Friday evening of my high school graduation, and my parents were throwing a big party in our backyard by the pool. I'm reluctant to say my parents are pretentious, but they seem to host a lot of lavish parties. I wondered if the party was for me or their egos.
The pool area was large, but not private enough for skinny dipping except after dark. I really enjoyed skinny dipping. I liked the feel of the freedom of the water caressing my cock and balls. We lived in the Phoenix area and the pool had a solar heating array, so we could use it year round.
Earlier that year, in January, right after my 19th birthday, my parents went on a cruise and let me stay home by myself because of school. Also I really didn't care for cruises. I had other plans. That Saturday, my boyfriend, Jason, was coming over for the night. He told his parents we would be 'studying' for upcoming semester finals. As if! We fucked and sucked all afternoon. After the sun set, we went skinny dipping, and had sex on the pool's edge. Jason was my favorite lover, but not my only one.
No, Jason wasn't my first BBC. Jason was the cutest blue-eyed, blonde twink in my high school. And he was hung like a horse. Fucked like a machine.
Among the folks at our party was our next door neighbor, whom I'll call "Richard,"
a retired pro football player, a receiver. He retired after he broke his leg horribly in the Big Game three years before. He was about 30, and still in tremendous physical shape and always would be. 6' 4", about 225 pounds, broad shoulders, tapering down to a thin waist. He always wore snug clothes to show off his muscled body. His pants were so tight, you couldn't miss the fact that he had a HUGE package. As a young gay guy, I could never take my eyes off his crotch. As good looking as Richard was, I never understood why he didn't have a wife or girlfriend.
Midway through the evening, Richard came over to congratulate me. After some chit chat, I was getting a stiffie standing so close to this stud of my dreams. Richard looked down to see my tented shorts. "A little problem down there, Trevor?" I stammered and blushed. The fact that he noticed my erection got me even harder. I wished Jason had been there so I could discretely take him to my bedroom for a quick blowjob. Richard laughed. "Relax, little stud. Remember when your parents went on the cruise? They asked me to keep an eye on you. My French doors were open and I heard a noise over here. I looked over and saw Jason chowing down on your big tool and jerking his monster."
I stammered and coughed. I was busted! "Don't worry, Trevor. Only 20 people in the world know I'm gay. Mostly lovers. Because of my public persona, I don't go out to gay bars or the ABS. I have great gaydar. I've needed it to keep my orientation a secret. I hope to get into coaching in the pros. I've suspected for years you were homo like me. Now I know for sure. I was so turned on watching you two twinks getting it on, I pulled my sweat pants down and stroked off. My first cum shot arced over the hedges and went splat on your patio. I know you're into watching sports and your Dad isn't. Want to come over Sunday and watch the baseball game? Maybe I'll give you a taste of your first big black cock. I've waited a long time for this."
I was flabbergasted, and really needed to jerk off. Oh, I guess I forgot to tell you Richard was African-American. His skin was a flawless chocolate brown that added to his sexiness. I excused myself and went into my bathroom. I stroked my throbbing cock for about 90 seconds before I shot my wad.
I went back to the party, and Richard asked, "Feel better now, Trevor?" I guess he knew that young dudes can't help relieving the pressure behind their gonads. I said, "I'd love to watch the game Sunday. I love watching those studly guys in tight unis, their jocks jutting out, and them playing with their balls. Can I bring anything, Richard?" He grinned and said, "I'll settle for you bringing a full nutsack for now. Maybe another time you can bring your blond lover, Jason." Time for another stiffie.
I hardly slept that night thinking I was going to get laid by this guy. I'd often thought about him while masturbating. I had to beat my meat three times before I fell asleep. All day Saturday, I was twitchy. Sunday noon couldn't come fast enough. But it did. I went over to Richard's house and tapped on the front door.
He opened it bare chested, wearing only a pair of skimpy, skin tight, satiny gym shorts that accented his round, muscular ass. About three inches of his cock hung out the bottom. His manhood was semierect, straining the fabric. I gasped at the sight, and my cock began to swell. The ballgame was on the TV in the other room, just in case.
He pulled me inside by my shirt and closed and locked the door. He immediately pinned me to the inside of the door, tongue fucking me, and groping my throbbing boycock inside my shorts. Richard pulled my shorts down freeing my aching prick. I turned him around and backed him up against the door. I knelt down, pulled his gym shorts down. His huge erect cock smacked me in the face. He held my head and guided my mouth down onto his shaft. I'd fantasized about sucking Richard's cock since he moved in next to us, and here I was.
He held my head steady as he pumped his horse cock all the way down my throat for ten minutes. He held my head against his groin, as my nose was buried deep on his bushy, musky pubic hair. I was choking on his monster and my gag reflex served to bring him to climax a minute later. Richard was ready. He pulled my head back so only his huge mushroom head was inside my lips. "Ooh! Oh, fuck, Trevor!! Oh, shit! I'm gonna cum!!" He flooded my mouth and throat with a volcanic ejaculation like none Jason or any other lover had ever given me. I surprised myself by swallowing all its sweet creaminess.
Richard picked me up and we went into his bedroom. He finished undressing me. "Trevor, I've wanted to have you suck my cock for way too long." Then he tongue fucked me some more. "Richard, I've wanted to suck you just as long. Jason has fucked me often with his big guy. I want you to fill my hole deep with your load, as soon as you're ready." He stroked my rock hard erection and said, "I was ready Friday night. But first, I want some of what you were giving Jason in January."
Richard lay on his back and had me straddle his chest. He grasped my butt cheeks and aimed my cock at his mouth. "Mother of Christ, Richard!! Oh, fuck!!" His lips caressed my shaft and his tongue was licking up and down my cumtube, drawing my load out. I leaned against the headboard and stroked in and out. "OH, FUCK!! OH, SHITDAMNPISSFUCK!! I'M GONNA CUM ALREADY!!" I was 19. My usual slow response was shattered. I lunged all the way on and loosed a huge load of jism down his throat. There was cheering on the TV, and I thought they were showing appreciation for Richard's talents.
I rolled off of Richard, gasping and wheezing. "Fuck, Richard! How (gasp) did you learn (gasp) to suck cock (gasp) like that?" He pulled me in and tongued some of my cum into my mouth. "In college, I had a gay roommate for two years who loved getting blowjobs and I learned I loved giving them. In the pros, there were a couple of gay guys on my team. One of them put the 'tight' into tight end. He taught me how to fuck."
We tongue kissed some more, and I stroked his monster until he was squirming with passion. Richard roughly threw me on my back. He lubed my hole and his throbbing prick. He handed me a pillow to put over my mouth. He knew most guys he fucked screamed the first time he penetrated them. He lifted my knees with his elbows and stared into my eyes. I nodded. He plunged his massive cockhead inside my pucker. I screamed and screamed.
I had taken Jason's horse cock often over the previous year. Still, this was both painful and exhilarating. Richard stroked slowly at first, letting my hole adapt. I put aside the pillow and moaned with ecstasy. "Oh, Richard, fuck me harder. I love this. I want you to breed me. Fill my ass." He shoved his cock all the way into my boipussy. I wanted to scream again, but I had pulled Richard down and he'd stuck his tongue down my throat.
For thirty minutes, my hole was filled completely. Richard pounded me over and over again. We were both panting and wheezing and sweating. Finally, Richard made one last lunge, and let loose a firehose of his cum deep inside me. After a few minutes, on the TV, there was the sound of cheering. "Richard, sounds like your fans still like are impressed with your performance. I think you should be in the Hall of Fame."
Sunday 'baseball games' with Richard became a regular thing. I was REALLY looking forward to the fall football season. Saturday college and Sunday pro games. Just the two of us. Jason was a sports fan, too, and joined us often.
Richard was my first BBC. He wasn't my last.
The pool area was large, but not private enough for skinny dipping except after dark. I really enjoyed skinny dipping. I liked the feel of the freedom of the water caressing my cock and balls. We lived in the Phoenix area and the pool had a solar heating array, so we could use it year round.
Earlier that year, in January, right after my 19th birthday, my parents went on a cruise and let me stay home by myself because of school. Also I really didn't care for cruises. I had other plans. That Saturday, my boyfriend, Jason, was coming over for the night. He told his parents we would be 'studying' for upcoming semester finals. As if! We fucked and sucked all afternoon. After the sun set, we went skinny dipping, and had sex on the pool's edge. Jason was my favorite lover, but not my only one.
No, Jason wasn't my first BBC. Jason was the cutest blue-eyed, blonde twink in my high school. And he was hung like a horse. Fucked like a machine.
Among the folks at our party was our next door neighbor, whom I'll call "Richard,"
a retired pro football player, a receiver. He retired after he broke his leg horribly in the Big Game three years before. He was about 30, and still in tremendous physical shape and always would be. 6' 4", about 225 pounds, broad shoulders, tapering down to a thin waist. He always wore snug clothes to show off his muscled body. His pants were so tight, you couldn't miss the fact that he had a HUGE package. As a young gay guy, I could never take my eyes off his crotch. As good looking as Richard was, I never understood why he didn't have a wife or girlfriend.
Midway through the evening, Richard came over to congratulate me. After some chit chat, I was getting a stiffie standing so close to this stud of my dreams. Richard looked down to see my tented shorts. "A little problem down there, Trevor?" I stammered and blushed. The fact that he noticed my erection got me even harder. I wished Jason had been there so I could discretely take him to my bedroom for a quick blowjob. Richard laughed. "Relax, little stud. Remember when your parents went on the cruise? They asked me to keep an eye on you. My French doors were open and I heard a noise over here. I looked over and saw Jason chowing down on your big tool and jerking his monster."
I stammered and coughed. I was busted! "Don't worry, Trevor. Only 20 people in the world know I'm gay. Mostly lovers. Because of my public persona, I don't go out to gay bars or the ABS. I have great gaydar. I've needed it to keep my orientation a secret. I hope to get into coaching in the pros. I've suspected for years you were homo like me. Now I know for sure. I was so turned on watching you two twinks getting it on, I pulled my sweat pants down and stroked off. My first cum shot arced over the hedges and went splat on your patio. I know you're into watching sports and your Dad isn't. Want to come over Sunday and watch the baseball game? Maybe I'll give you a taste of your first big black cock. I've waited a long time for this."
I was flabbergasted, and really needed to jerk off. Oh, I guess I forgot to tell you Richard was African-American. His skin was a flawless chocolate brown that added to his sexiness. I excused myself and went into my bathroom. I stroked my throbbing cock for about 90 seconds before I shot my wad.
I went back to the party, and Richard asked, "Feel better now, Trevor?" I guess he knew that young dudes can't help relieving the pressure behind their gonads. I said, "I'd love to watch the game Sunday. I love watching those studly guys in tight unis, their jocks jutting out, and them playing with their balls. Can I bring anything, Richard?" He grinned and said, "I'll settle for you bringing a full nutsack for now. Maybe another time you can bring your blond lover, Jason." Time for another stiffie.
I hardly slept that night thinking I was going to get laid by this guy. I'd often thought about him while masturbating. I had to beat my meat three times before I fell asleep. All day Saturday, I was twitchy. Sunday noon couldn't come fast enough. But it did. I went over to Richard's house and tapped on the front door.
He opened it bare chested, wearing only a pair of skimpy, skin tight, satiny gym shorts that accented his round, muscular ass. About three inches of his cock hung out the bottom. His manhood was semierect, straining the fabric. I gasped at the sight, and my cock began to swell. The ballgame was on the TV in the other room, just in case.
He pulled me inside by my shirt and closed and locked the door. He immediately pinned me to the inside of the door, tongue fucking me, and groping my throbbing boycock inside my shorts. Richard pulled my shorts down freeing my aching prick. I turned him around and backed him up against the door. I knelt down, pulled his gym shorts down. His huge erect cock smacked me in the face. He held my head and guided my mouth down onto his shaft. I'd fantasized about sucking Richard's cock since he moved in next to us, and here I was.
He held my head steady as he pumped his horse cock all the way down my throat for ten minutes. He held my head against his groin, as my nose was buried deep on his bushy, musky pubic hair. I was choking on his monster and my gag reflex served to bring him to climax a minute later. Richard was ready. He pulled my head back so only his huge mushroom head was inside my lips. "Ooh! Oh, fuck, Trevor!! Oh, shit! I'm gonna cum!!" He flooded my mouth and throat with a volcanic ejaculation like none Jason or any other lover had ever given me. I surprised myself by swallowing all its sweet creaminess.
Richard picked me up and we went into his bedroom. He finished undressing me. "Trevor, I've wanted to have you suck my cock for way too long." Then he tongue fucked me some more. "Richard, I've wanted to suck you just as long. Jason has fucked me often with his big guy. I want you to fill my hole deep with your load, as soon as you're ready." He stroked my rock hard erection and said, "I was ready Friday night. But first, I want some of what you were giving Jason in January."
Richard lay on his back and had me straddle his chest. He grasped my butt cheeks and aimed my cock at his mouth. "Mother of Christ, Richard!! Oh, fuck!!" His lips caressed my shaft and his tongue was licking up and down my cumtube, drawing my load out. I leaned against the headboard and stroked in and out. "OH, FUCK!! OH, SHITDAMNPISSFUCK!! I'M GONNA CUM ALREADY!!" I was 19. My usual slow response was shattered. I lunged all the way on and loosed a huge load of jism down his throat. There was cheering on the TV, and I thought they were showing appreciation for Richard's talents.
I rolled off of Richard, gasping and wheezing. "Fuck, Richard! How (gasp) did you learn (gasp) to suck cock (gasp) like that?" He pulled me in and tongued some of my cum into my mouth. "In college, I had a gay roommate for two years who loved getting blowjobs and I learned I loved giving them. In the pros, there were a couple of gay guys on my team. One of them put the 'tight' into tight end. He taught me how to fuck."
We tongue kissed some more, and I stroked his monster until he was squirming with passion. Richard roughly threw me on my back. He lubed my hole and his throbbing prick. He handed me a pillow to put over my mouth. He knew most guys he fucked screamed the first time he penetrated them. He lifted my knees with his elbows and stared into my eyes. I nodded. He plunged his massive cockhead inside my pucker. I screamed and screamed.
I had taken Jason's horse cock often over the previous year. Still, this was both painful and exhilarating. Richard stroked slowly at first, letting my hole adapt. I put aside the pillow and moaned with ecstasy. "Oh, Richard, fuck me harder. I love this. I want you to breed me. Fill my ass." He shoved his cock all the way into my boipussy. I wanted to scream again, but I had pulled Richard down and he'd stuck his tongue down my throat.
For thirty minutes, my hole was filled completely. Richard pounded me over and over again. We were both panting and wheezing and sweating. Finally, Richard made one last lunge, and let loose a firehose of his cum deep inside me. After a few minutes, on the TV, there was the sound of cheering. "Richard, sounds like your fans still like are impressed with your performance. I think you should be in the Hall of Fame."
Sunday 'baseball games' with Richard became a regular thing. I was REALLY looking forward to the fall football season. Saturday college and Sunday pro games. Just the two of us. Jason was a sports fan, too, and joined us often.
Richard was my first BBC. He wasn't my last.
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