Hot Fun During Field Trip

It was career education week and all the high school seniors would spend a day in the career fair held at the convention center in downtown Spokane. You should know that there aren't many blacks in Spokane to begin with - which is unfortunate - but that's changing everyday. Weary Californians and sun-starved Seattle residents are flocking here. It's it a good city, with a growing black community.

There are mountains, rivers, lakes, canyons and even a natural rushing falls right in downtown. The school I attended was a small mostly African-American private high school. We had very limited contact with public school students. There were real good-looking guys in my class and some juniors were hot too, but none seemed to be interested in other guys.

Dante and Rob are good examples. They were so hot. Dante was around 5'10" swimmers build and had a smooth copper complexion and big dreamy brown eyes. Rob was a very light-skinned black guy with big-curl chestnut colored hair and had hazel-green eyes. I often dreamed about getting them naked in bed or doing nasty things in secret places right at school anything to get in their clothes, especially their pants.

Failing meeting anyone from my school, I turned my fantasies to public schools where I imagined man-sex was frequent. With so many male students, a good number had to be getting off with each other everyday while I was in a barren desert with no action.

I imagined them meeting each other in bathrooms, the gym, or anywhere, and getting off in hot sucking and jacking off. These guys probably would have their jeans down to their knees or ankles. There would be all kinds of guys, from "decent" to extraordinarily fit in any shade or color imaginable. Just horny guys who liked to get off with other guys.

So I was very interested in the day we'd spend downtown. I wondered if I'd be able to get away from my class and teachers just long enough to see those guys in the john and maybe see one of their cocks as they took a leak. I felt a rush of energy as school buses pulled in and frenzied youths emptied out of them. My heart-beat began to race and my dick started to harden. We were to register by school and locate our assigned seating in the arena.

There were so many good looking guys there, and I just wished that I had them all to myself and we all could just have raw raucous sex right there. I looked them right in the face, hoping to make eye-contact and possibly see if others like myself were there. It was obvious that many of them were straight, either because they were with their ultra-macho jock buddies eyeing girls or they tried to appear intimidating and gruff to prove how "manly" they were. I didn't bother with those types. I looked for the casual and easygoing, or nerdy type guys who would be into other guys.

Walking in a crowd, and trying to keep up with our small contingent was not easy. , there was no way I could meet anyone from another school. I just hoped that I could be near another school when we sat down.

Our class was so small that we had the juniors come along and that was only about 35 total. One could pick us out a mile away not only by our size but by our appearance and demeanor. None of our girls had ear-rings on and their make up was extremely toned down and not the drippy red and the "masks" many of the other girls had on their faces. We also were very orderly almost seeming more self-controlled than the others. I hadn't expected that, but it made sense. All those good teachings we were getting each day.

So our section slowly filled up as we awaited the brief introduction and speeches from select city and county educators. I looked around spotting one good-looker here and another, there.

"Oh god," I thought once I spied a beautiful male, "it would be great if he attended our school." Or I'd be imagining what his dick and pubic hairs might look like against his naked skin as his jeans were pulled down. Some of the adult men were very hot also, but I stuck to scoping out the fellow students.

Finally the speeches were finished and the job fair was to begin. Various universities were there, as were government agencies like the military, and civil service. We were to stay in two's as not to get utterly separated from everyone. I wound up with Barry who was somewhat of a jerk, but mostly a nice guy. Unlike many of the students from our school, Barry's parents were not affiliated with the church and only sent him there because they had the money and they preferred the discipline and attention he received there over what he would have experienced at public schools.

It funny that I at once had pride in our school's program and the discipline we received so that we stood out among others, yet I longed for my fantasies where I could abandon restraint and share my body with other guys as they shared themselves with me. This was back before AIDS, not even the major cities had experienced anything other than minor STD's and I wanted to share everything even guys cuming in each other. I'd jacked off and drank my own come many times, so it was a natural progression to want to taste someone else's.

I got tired of the booths and decided I'd check out the johns around the place. My heart was pounding so fast. It would be my first time but not my last, cruising T-rooms. I found a small out of the way john, but it was empty. Then I happened upon a very large one, which was just the opposite cause it was closest to the main entrance. I kept on scouting and found a medium one, just tucked away off a corridor of the main hallway. I went in and though there were a few guys, no one seemed to be doing anything but legitimately using the john. I stood at a urinal, straining to make a piss worth believing while I glanced around. Nothing seemed to fit my fantasy of how action occurred so I decided to check another place. However, In that brief period, I'd made eye-contact with a couple of guys and a spark of curiosity was lit.

I exited the john, walked down the short hall to the outer door then it hit me as I heard it squeak upon opening. The door was a warning and everybody, if they were doing anything, had been warned in advance as to appear normal once I entered the john. I thought I'd wait around outside to see if my suspicions were confirmed and after about ten minutes and no one had left the bathroom, I headed back inside.

Once again, everything appeared normal except that the guys standing at the urinals or pretending to dry their hands (again) knew that I had been there before and that they had not left the john in all that time. So I stood at the urinal and looked around. That's when I saw the stalls. They were kind or off at an angle as the room was "L" shaped. You couldn't really see the stalls when you first entered, but once you proceed a ways into the room you could see about eight stalls, with four on one side and four facing them so that the doors opened facing each other. A couple of them had the doors removed, and were staggered I guess so that people couldn't sit down and look across at each other.

I really had to see who was in the stalls, at least in the ones with no doors especially if they'd been in there since I first checked out the place, now fifteen or so minutes ago. I put my dick back in my pants, zipped up and headed toward the stalls. Some of the other guys were watching me, while some were not paying attention to me at all but were checking each other out. All the stalls appeared to be in use, especially one with a door as I saw two sets of feet. As I got close to the first stall with no door, I saw a real good-looking black guy with a very hot body, as his pants were down to his ankles and his shirt was hiked up under his armpits. Yet he looked at me as though he wasn't interested, and he stopped playing with himself, so I moved on. There was a plain-looking yet clean black guy in the next booth, with an average build. I looked down as he toyed with himself, his dick out of view hidden in the bowl of the toilet. It looked as if it might be a hefty piece.

I decided to peak through the crack of the stall with two people in it and couldn't believe my eyes. There on the other side were Dante and Rob.

"Shit! Oh fuck," I thought "I'm caught, I can't let them see me in here." Then I thought some more and realized that they'd have more explaining to do than I would if any of us were caught. They were in the same shitter together, and doing what? I guess they couldn't make out who I was as they only had blank bewildered looks on their faces when they saw the shadowed face in the door crack. I looked around and anther guy from the main area had moved to the stall where the first black guy sat, the "good-looker." The guy standing was about 5'8" and 175 pounds. He was white, blond haired and blue eyed. I briefly thought negative thoughts against the black guy, that he was "white" or hated "black", but I quickly shook them out of mind.

"Let him have what he likes," I thought, "we all like dick, and that's what we need more of, more guys who like cock." It was obvious that the white guy was attracted to him, so I resolved that it was good and beautiful for the both of them.

I turned my focus on seeing who was in the other two stall with no doors. In one was an Asian guy about 5'9" and 168 pounds. He looked to be a runner or something and in the last one was a white guy, about 5'7" with short, dark curly hair. I decided to stand at the back wall looking out past the stalls to the open area where I'd first come in. Two guys were jacking off at the urinals and one white guy was on his knees sucking off another between where the urinals were and the section of stalls. The white guy who'd zeroed in on the first black guy, was getting a good feel-up as the black guy had stood and was now tonguing and rubbing his hands all over the white guy's body as he jacked off. He had about 7" of thick pale peach-colored dick.

The Asian guy had stretched his legs out in front of him and was jacking off. Soon the guy across from him opened his door. But I realized that it was actually the stall with Dante and Rob. I quickly inched to a spot where I might see something.

"Oh glory, fuck!" If I never saw anything again, I'd have been happy to see what I saw. Rob was sitting down on the seat, as Dante stood in front of him. He had just stopped sucking Dante's cock and was now turning him around. He had Dante bend forward just a bit and kicked his feet apart. I breathed out an "Oh shit," as I realized what was happening. Dante turned his head and looked me in the eyes. He started to straighten up, I guess afraid that I would rag on them. I couldn't have them stop, this, the best of all my fantasies of public school and of Dante and Rob.

I was desperate to see all manner of ripe and ready male sex happen. Everybody was putting on a show for each other, and it had to continue to climax, I needed them to climax. So I fell to me knees in front of Dante and quickly gobbled down on his dick. It was about 6.5" but fairly thick and uncut. For this being my first time, I knew that I was a natural cocksucker. My hands held Dante's hips and I sucked him like hid dick was a bottle and I was a baby.

I looked up at them both, and pulled off his cock.

"Please, don't stop, please!" I whispered.

"I hope we can do stuff like this back at school." I nursed on Dante, then squeezed past him to suck on Rob for a bit.

"I want to see you do each other." I said as I moved back to the wall. The Asia guy had a huge cock and waved it at me, and I had to try it. I mean with all the feelings that Asians didn't like blacks and vise versa, I had to see if we two were an exception. I knelt down in between his spread feet and sucked the head into my mouth. He put his hands on my head and pulled my face down to take more of his cock inside my mouth and then my throat. I almost gagged, so I pulled off and took in a couple of breaths.

Dante was getting his ass eaten out by Rob who was moaning as he feasted. Dante's slot was getting wetter from Rob's salivating mouth. My fantasy guys were into heavy male sex. I could hardly stand my good fortune.

"What's your name?" I asked my Asian guy.

"Waylan" he replied. I rubbed my hands up and down his smooth tan thighs, up into his crotch area that had the straightest black pubic hair I'd ever seen. I kept talking to him, "I like you, you're sexy." He was, and he wasn't the stereotypical slight "boy" that so many Asian-lovers seem to go for. That's fine, but it doesn't turn me on now, and it didn't then. I smashed my face right into his crotch and licked between his thighs and his balls.

"You like the way I suck? You like having a guy suck you?" I asked.

"Yea, you're a good cocksucker. Suck me some more, I want to come in your mouth you beautiful black baby." And come in my mouth he did, cause I went crazy on his cock after he said that, and literally sucked his cum right out of him. When he was ready to blow, he spread his legs wide and told me I had a right to be queer for his manly Asian cock and cum. I loved him, and we hugged as he stood up to clothe himself properly. I carried his sperm in my stomach and the taste still lingered in my mouth.

Soon he was gone and I was back at the wall now watching as Rob was trying to get his tongue deep into Dante's bowls. Dante held his cheeks apart with both hands and shoved his ass back onto Rob's face. Once when Dante opened his eyes from the natural trip into ecstasy, I half mouthed and whispered, "Let him have your pussy." His eyes closed and a painful expression was on his face, but he wasn't in pain. He was horny and was now holding the back of Rob's head as he rode his ass on Rob's tongue. Soon Rob stood up and poked his throbbing log at the mouth of Dante's hole. Dante spread his legs even wider, and bent over, holding on to the partition. Rod's dick had to have been 9.5 inches long and had a wicked curve to it. How Dante was going to accommodate that thing in his guts was beyond my imagination. I knew it would be beautiful whatever level of accommodation Dante could offer.

The good-looking black guy and the white guys were now trading suck jobs and apparently getting pretty close to dropping loads. The outer area was thinning out and surprisingly no new 'scouts' had entered. The short white guy had attracted the average-looking black guy over to his stall, and was giving him an awesome suck-job. That little guy was deep throating! I mean, he didn't settle for being a plain old cocksucker like the rest of us. The poor black guy was being brought to his knees as the little guy siphoned his spunk right out of his balls. The sucker just held on and probably didn't even taste the sperm as it was being shot right into his throat and going down to his stomach. I scrambled to get close to his ear as he was milking the guy.

"I wish I could watch you suck dick and drink cum all day. Drink that black-man sperm." I breathed in a lusty voice as he shook his head up and down in agreement with me. I couldn't believe how perverse my mind was. Never would such talk come out of my mouth had I been in public anywhere, or with any of the church folk. It was wild and frightening all at once. Both he and the black guy got themselves fixed up to go, but I told him to wait.

"Did you get off?" I asked.

"No, I really don't have to." was his answer. I gave him a big hug, rubbing my hands over his ass. He was intent on getting out of there, so I leaned back to watch the remainder of the show. I'd been so busy watching everyone else, that I hadn't touched my own dick. Rob was now long-dicking Dante. This was the greatest. Rob was going crazy with his cock in Dante's butt, riding him to his limit. I unzipped, pulled my pants down and started beating off and watch those two masculine black bucks bumping and grinding to orgasm. Just then, the last stall door that had remained closed, opened up. I almost shit right there. It was Mr. Carter, our homeroom teacher. Yes, Carter - the former military man, and a brick-solid fucker with a swimmer's build. Dante and Rob had shocked looks on their faces, but Carter quickly said "Keep fuckin' his cunt Rob, and Dante babe, open your pussy real wide." We three were too blown away to stop. Carter was married and had kids! He was also a few steps away from me stroking a juicy dark brown 7.5" that was as thick as a beer can. His pants were at his ankles and he was slouched down a little bit with his legs spread wide. His shirt was open, showing off his curly black chest hair on his chestnut brown skin thanks to his red father and black mother. He was a beautiful fucker. He motioned for me to get over there and help him and I did just that. Hell, I wasn't that shocked as to pass on his offer! I licked his hard pecks, but he quickly pushed me down to his dick. I hoped I'd have another chance at him to enjoy a good long romp. My mind was already racing to scenes of a select group of us horny guys from a little religious school getting our pulsing pricks off with each other.

"Mmm, yea. Fuck it! Oh, f-u-u-c-k, fuck the shit out of me!" Dante was almost in paradise. He was poking his ass right out at Rob and there was no interference to easy access and deep probing of penis and rectum.

"Damn, yea baby. Oh hell, you're all pussy" Rob nearly cried. Rob reached around and caught Dante in a hug all the while his pole was slamming in and out of Dante's dilated orifice.

"This is the way it's supposed to be, baby. Got my black dick in my baby's juicy black man-hole. Keeping it in the family, fuck yea! The other good-looking black guy who was sucking his white friend's cock was moaning as he received a mouth-full of creamy dick-juice. He had to quickly gulp sperm down his throat a number of times to make room in his mouth for more.

He hadn't even completely swallowed the stuff before the white guy had tucked his softening dong back in his pants and dashed off toward the door. He was left to stand there and jack off while watching us. The fucker would have wasted it on the floor had Carter not stepped in.

"Don't waste it man, spill it over here." And with that he lifted me up to my feet, spat a wad of spit into his hand and slapped it on my virgin ass hole. He rubbed it in a second then started poking at the opening itself. I couldn't believe the pain when his finger finally got inside, and he wanted me to take this other guy's cock in there?

"How in the hell could Dante take what he was getting? It couldn't have been his first time." Thoughts like this swirled around in my brain. The black guy's cock touched my hole and I knew it was a whopper.

"Please, don't fuck me with that," I pleaded, "I can't take it."

Why did I say that? Carter just told the guy, "watch out" as he pushed me to the side, got behind me and rammed his dick into my ass. I screamed with pain, but after he probed in and out for a couple of strokes, it didn't hurt so bad, and fortunately Carter wasn't as big as Rob or this other guy. Carter pulled out and crouched down behind me. I held my breath, daring to believe that this married man, this he-man was about to do what I suspected.

Sure enough, Carter spread my cheeks, grunted and dove his mouth right onto my sore ass-lips. My he-man black teacher was slobbering all over my black anus, his mustache scraping my skin. Then there was his tongue. Oh, the glory of shitting pigs - yes, his tongue! But it was quick.

"Here get in it, hurry." he ordered the guy who at first didn't like me.

"I'll get more of that pretty brown slot later."

"You need to know that a 'brotha' has good stuff for you too, just like a white boy or any other color boy." Carter was lecturing him. I kind of felt bad for the guy, but my ass hole was now too busy stretching to previously impossible proportions. I mean, this guy had a tree he was shoving up me and my ass was actually taking it.

"That's right," Carter cooed as he stroked my head as it rested right at his abs.

"Let them dick it. Look at these beautiful horse dicks that like male butt." He was egging both fuckers to use Dante's and my ass.

"Sperm off in these masculine boy-girls, they need you!" I could hear Rod just let go and give up his cum, soon followed by the guy fucking me up my hole. It's the wildest sensation, hot cream spewing deep into your guts, but that's just what I was feeling. The guy was leaving seed deep in my ass hole, that was surrounding and sucking on his long spike.

The one or two public school guys who remained had been attracted to our little rutting between the stalls. I was about wiped out, but Carter had both Dante and I finger each other's asses after the two guys came in us. We were squatting there back to back in the middle of the floor, Carter and Rob still standing above us. Reaching around way back between my legs, I had two fingers in Dante and he had two in me.

We were jacking off and royally finger fucking each other.

"Fuck, that looks so hot and nasty. It's a shame you can't 'knock-em-up'" Rob said to Carter who burst into a fit of laughter. Dante and I shot cum like crazy. We panted and slowly slid our fingers out of each other.

"I'll help'em clean up, Mr. Carter." Rob volunteered.

"Good," he replied as he walked out to wash his hands and freshen up.

Rob's "help" was to kneel behind us as we semi squatted our ass-holes into his sucking mouth. He looked into both Dante and my eyes and stuck his tongue up our holes and I realized that Rob was an ass-bandit, totally hooked on ass.

There was so much ass eating and fucking after that field-trip, I can't even remember it all in detail. Carter had me a few times, I can remember. Some times it was a quick wham-bam fuck after school in a student teacher "meeting" in his office. He had a jar of Vaseline in his desk and I'd simply drop pants and squat on his dick as he covered my mouth with one of his sweatshirts. He liked that position the best.

We couldn't let word get around too much or we'd all be in deep shit. So it was mostly Carter, Rob, Dante, and me for the rest of the school year. But mostly it was Rob, gladly wearing himself out to plug the hungry ass-holes on Dante and me. Those were good days that maybe I'll see again someday.

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written by manlover