Louis area was a big change. I was a very young black teen at the time. The city we lived in was fifteen minutes from St. Louis over in Illinois. This was the 80s. I had very long curly hair and took my looks from my mother. The city we lived in was mostly whites. You had to search for other blacks. Throughout the summer of 87 I would go door to door asking if anyone needed their grass cut.
beginnings & first time & interracial
Can I Be Your Friend?
Can I See Yours?
I boarded and leaned against a wall. With all the New Year's travelers on their way home, the car was standing room only. I looked around at the other passengers, not really caring about any of them. One guy caught my eye, wearing fitted jeans and a blue v-neck sweater. I could hear the thump-thump of his music over his headphones, and knew he was oblivious to the world. The train made its way west toward my station in the suburbs, stopping occasionally to disgorge passengers along its way.
Canarsie Pier
I started to get hard, and thought I heard the door creak, so I pulled back and stood up again. As soon as I knew the coast was clear, I leaned forward again, peering once more through the small gap. This time it didn't take the guy very long to lean back, and this time he must have leaned a little further, since I could see one hazel eye and one half of a thin, dirty-blond moustache. That was all it took; my cock zoomed to it's full length, and I knew I'd hit paydirt, finally!
Car sex at the parks
Big parking lots at this one park lots of privacy both in the park or car area. I drive through one early fall morning kids are at school parents working. I see 5 cars all older guys parked towards the back rows. Smiling and horny I park in the front so they can all see my car.
Cardgame Turns Sexual and Boys' Cocks come out
A car screeched into the lot, a convertible, and the top was down. Two very wet young men got out and ran for the diner's door. They were probably in their early twenties, slim, and rather cute. The honey brown hair of the one boy matted against his silky skin, giving him almost a feminine appearance. The blond, by comparison, had his hair cropped short on top, and tapered on the sides.
Carlos, the Night Man
Carlos was a real handsome, Mexican that was taller than me, good formed, big boned but slim body, handsome face big wide eyes, large nose, ready smile, lots of teeth, big lips , long black hair long arms, long biceps, big hands, square shoulders. Real man.
Castro Seduction
In the penultimate reel, he slumped in his seat and propped his knee against the row in front of ours, crossing his arms over his chest. I assumed the same position; with his right arm crossed over his left, and mine the reverse, our fingertips were touching. Thus began a slow seduction of hands, caressing, holding, exploring. His fingernails were smooth and trimmed. His hands were almost hairless. He moved expressively, at times holding me tightly, then stroking my hand with his. The smallest movements became incredibly charged. We made love in the dark wordlessly, fully clothed, in the presence but without the knowledge of our companions. I started fantasizing about what I could do alone with this man, wondering how to make it happen.
Chance Encounter
I never wanted to go in the first place. One of my best friends had gotten his girlfriend pregnant, so they'd decided to elope. Like they had a choice! Anyway, after the weekend fiasco we'd all spent in Reno, it was finally Sunday and time to go home. There was a caravan of three cars. The bride and groom in one car, my roommate and I in my car and a the third car following.
military
Chance Encounters In London Town
I decided to go it alone and I dressed up in my smartest suit and drove to the railway station and took the train into London. I had paid over the odds for two tickets for the latest hit musical. It was a pity that one would be wasted, I thought as the train rumbled in to the Euston terminus.
Chance In The Dark
He had dark curly hair, a mustache, and what seemed to look like a well built man. As i got closer, i could feel his eyes looking at me, and for a second i could feel him what seemed to be searching my soul. This excited the hell out of me. I didn't think anyone had noticed me all night long and now as i am leaving someone did. I wasn't going to seem obvious and turn around to head back to the bar. I figured i might get to meet the stranger tomorrow night, so I headed back to the hotel on foot. I walked about four blocks when i noticed a set of footsteps other than mine following me.
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