My first BBC

I was working overseas in Korea with some other Americans in a town just outside of Seoul. A few of us decided to go into the city one night after a hard day's work. We barhopped for a couple of hours before ending up at a nightclub for a final round (or two).

All of our group had called it a night by this time except for a female colleague. She & I were already pretty drunk but wanted to extend the evening. This place was fun, with a lively crowd. There were male & female dancers on small stages around the club.

A black male dancer starting dancing on a stage right by us. He noticed us watching him and when he was done, stopped by our table. He had finished his shift and asked us if we'd like to join him at another bar nearby. So, the 3 of us left together. At the other bar we drank, laughed and had a good time. He was an American as well.

After awhile, when we decided to finally call it a night, we realized we'd missed the last train back. He told us not to worry, that we were welcome to crash at his place for the night, which was just around the corner from where we were. When we got there we realized he only had one bed. My colleague asked if she could take the couch and I obliged.

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She passed out almost immediately after laying down! The dancer said I was welcome to sleep on the bed. I was tired and very drunk and took his offer. I stripped down to my briefs and passed out as soon as I hit the bed.

I don't know how much time had passed but I woke to a voice whispering in my ear. It said, "Do you want me?"

I opened my eyes but the room was dark and I could barely see. I realized there was someone over me when he whispered it again, "Do you want me?"

I started to understand what was happening and I replied, "No!"

I was in my mid 20s and had slept with numerous girls/women since high school but never even fantasized about doing it with a guy! In case you care, I'm white, blond, 5'9" and thin. Although I didn't really pay much attention to the dancer's looks earlier, he was in great shape (he danced for a living), probably close to 6-feet.

As he continued to ask the same question over and over I became aware of a few things: I was only wearing briefs, in his bed, and he seemed to be naked. I think he was touching me but, because I was still very drunk, I wasn't sure.

I don't know how many times he asked that question but my "No!" eventually became "I don't know" until, I think, I finally said, "Yes." I have know idea why I said that but some part of me was curious, even... dare I say it... aroused. Or, maybe it was just to make him go away because he stopped asking and then I passed out.

When I woke again, I was aware he had placed my legs on his shoulders and he was starting to lower himself onto me. Before I knew it he we were face to face, inches apart, with my ankles by his ears.

Also, somehow, probably while I was passed out, he'd removed my briefs and now I was naked! In the darkness I could make out his eyes looking into mine and then, just as I was about to try to stop what was about to happen, it happened!

He pushed his tongue into my mouth as I started to protest and, at the same time, pushed the head of his cock in to my ass! Too many thoughts, emotions and feelings rushed through my whole body as time stood still for what seemed like an eternity. Was I dreaming? Was this really happening? Why hadn't I stopped him?

Time abruptly started again as he pushed into me. First, the pain! I pulled away from his French kiss and remember saying, "It hurts!," followed by "Stop!"

But, he didn't. He did move slowly after initially entering me, but only deeper into me, not withdrawing. I don't know how much he weighed but I couldn't move from underneath him. Maybe it was because I was so drunk, and he was in better shape and larger than me, or, maybe it was something else.

I don't know how much time passed but I'm pretty sure I protested a few more times, at least. But, eventually, I gave in and stopped resisting. He gradually began to kiss me more and really started fucking me. And I... well, I began to accept him inside me and, yes, actually started to enjoy it. I remember my hands reaching around and feeling his cock as it slid in and out of my asshole and I became aroused.

I remember feeling shocked when my cock stiffened! I reached around and grabbed his buttocks as his rhythm increased. I held on as he continued to fuck me. I started to kiss him back and before I knew it we were full-on fucking and I was in complete ecstasy!

I don't know how long he fucked me. It seemed like a long time but it might've only been a few minutes. I remember cumming, though, without either of us touching my cock. I blew my load all over our bellies and chests, creating a sticky mess between us. I'm pretty sure he came inside me, too, but then I passed out, done for the night.

When I woke, I turned and saw him laying there naked, still asleep, with his huge cock exposed! I hadn't seen it before, just felt its girth as he was moving in and out of me. Soft now, but still a good 6-7 inches, and plump. I wondered how that thing fit into my virgin ass!

I sat on the toilet for a long time, sore, releasing what I assume was his semen, then took a hot shower. When I came out, my colleague was awake, as was he. He was dressed now in a robe and had made coffee. She took a shower and, after a bit of an awkward silence, he spoke to me.

As he talked, saying something about having some coffee or something, I didn't hear what he was saying as I was staring at his robe, which had opened ever so slightly, just enough so I could see the tip of his cock. I was embarrassed but also mesmerized. I was also confused by this sudden urge I had to touch it, maybe even lick or suck it. What had this man done to me?!?

His laughter brought me back from my daydreaming fantasies.

My colleague & I left. She told me that she was pretty drunk and knew I had been, too, and that she heard me moaning during the night and had wondered if I was ill! I lied, mostly because I wasn't sure of my feelings and how to deal with them.

Well, I still date women, now more than 10 years later. But, I also have had many male partners since then, almost all black, and even though I consider myself bi-sexual and enjoy "topping" a woman, I am always a submissive bottom when it comes to sex with a man!

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