How a Young White Innercity Boy Fell in Love with a Black Man

Call me what ever you like, I'm comfortable in my own skin, I am pretty much straight in every way, I am not effeminate in any manner, I love pussy & looking at women, but for most of my life, I have enjoyed being fucked. This all began when an older boy from the neighborhood brought me to a secluded spot & took certain liberties with me, his cock was monstrous (at least to me). First he made me suck on it & in a few minutes he made me get on my knees with my butt in the air, he took his time & I don't recall if there was any pain involved, it only happened that once between him & I and I pretty much didn't feel any pleasure from it nor did I have any other sexual contacts with anyone until I turned 18.

That was when I got my first job delivering business correspondence, one day I made a delivery to a store I met a black guy working there (Gene) probably about 15 to 20 years older than I was, he was a likable upbeat person and soon befriended me when he would see me making deliveries ( I realize now he may have had ulterior motives ), one day at his place after we became more friendly and over a beer, he asked me to show him my cock and I literally ran out of his house and away from him, I was so shocked by this comment, I was still pretty much a virgin except for the first contact with the neighborhood boy many years earlier and more recently my own right hand, but after a few days my youthful hormones dulled my common sense & I thought to myself, hell he just wants to give me a blow job. I went by his place that day and spent a few minutes talking to him & then I asked if the offer was still open, he welcomed me with open arms, little did I know that I'd get my blow job that day & about 9 inches or more than I asked for.

He handed me a beer and I sat on his living room couch, he sat next to me, placing his hand on my leg, my cock jumped to attention in anticipation of the event to follow, this time he said in his deep black mans voice, you gonna let me see that thing? Whereupon I opened up my pants for him, he chuckled a bit & told me it was cute, I thought to myself, this faggot is gonna suck my cock & he calls my meat "cute", but at that point in time, the only thing I could think of is busting my nut, as he was sucking me off he stopped just short of letting me cum, he then told me to take off my pants, I was confused & a little frightened but I did as I was told now, this man was huge, (not fat but a bruiser type) I immediately regretted going back for that blow job and he must have sensed it, he told me "we just gonna do "pancake" for a bit, you gonna love it young buck" just keep lookin ahead, and in my own stupid mindset, I thought to myself, what the fuck is "do pancake" I figured he was probably gonna hotdog me rubbing his cock between my ass cheeks, I thought what the fuck, he made me feel good so I owe him that much, I'll let us both finish & I'll get out of there.

He moved me over to the arm of the couch and I heard his pants hit the floor as he grabbed my ass cheeks and I was feeling a strange new sensation, he was lubing me up with his tongue & I loved it, I had never felt anything that intense before, I relaxed never contemplating what was about to follow, he stood behind me placed the head of his cock slightly in my butt, it was a bit uncomfortable but it felt so good also, now I was pinned over the armrest with no way to escape from his grasp, his hands holding my upper body to the arm of the sofa & his knees spreading my legs wide, I could not get away (but I'm not so sure I wanted to either) then he started the assault on my poor ass that lasted for who knows how long as it seemed like hours passed.

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I never saw his cock that day, but it was like nothing I ever could have imagined, he just seemed to go on forever fucking me, finally he tensed up & blasted so much cum in my guts, it felt like I had a gallon of liquid inside of me, I also had an explosive orgasm at the same time as him, when he pulled out of me, I think he was still semi erect and I experienced a second nut just feeling it slide out, he gave me a paper towel to clean up with, I saw blood on the towel and I was in a stupor from all of this, he picked me up like a rag doll, kissed me on the neck & asked if I was alright & did I like what he did.

I was at a loss for words & out of breath, I could only nod my head, he told me that he wanted to do me again, but also said he didn't want to hurt me, he told me to get dressed & to come back when I was ready for some more, I could barely stand up & walked bowlegged for a couple of days, my ass was beaten.

When I left Genes house that afternoon, there was a guy sitting on the steps next door with beer in hand, he stared at me with a knowing grin on his face & bobbing his head, Genes load seemed to drip out of my ass for hours that day all over my clothes & anywhere I sat.

My initial thoughts were "I can't take this kind of fucking" but after about a week and walking normal again, I had an unreasonable thirst to have him tear up my ass once again (them fucking hormones), I went back to his place and knocked on his door, same dude sitting on the steps smiling at me again, when Gene opened up the door I walked inside & took off my clothes, no underwear just pants & shirt.

I was ready for this fucking and I wanted it at any cost, I didn't even wait till he closed the door & didn't care who knew or saw what was about to happen to me, Gene responded by uttering "damn, this white boy alright" and with that, he undid his pants and it was then that I saw the reason why he didn't want me to look back that first day, I held him with both my hands and tried to put him in my mouth, I only got about 3 or 4 inches in & he still had quite a few inches more and he wasn't fully erect yet, he told me that women just don't feel as good as young white boys and for the second time in my life, I couldn't speak, he told me this time he "gone make love to me like I need"

I came just hearing his deep African voice tell me what he intended to do to me, he literally scooped me up and carried me to his bed, he asked if I ever made love to a man like him before, I still had trouble speaking but took a deep breath and told him I never made love to anyone before the other day, he paused for a second & said "you a virgin?"

I nodded yes, he apologized for hurting me that first time and told me "today gone be da honeymoon fo us" and "ain't nobody eva gone get that ass but me" then he kissed me all over my body letting his hard cock tease me touching me everywhere with it but not letting it go near my butt opening and I have to say it was aching for his intrusion, trying to present my waiting asshole to him, I was erect again now & just wanted to be held in this magnificent mans embrace and to feel that big hard cock of his against me.

He was all over me like a kid in a toy store, he told me he loved my little white body, I could only groan in response then he put me on my back spread my legs & kissed my "cute" cock, letting some of my precum & his spit run down my crack, I was now pleading for him to enter me, I was insane with lust for him, I reached for his manhood and it was amazing to hold, I could feel the incredible strength of this man just by holding his erection and it was beyond anything I ever experienced, he spread my legs wider than I thought they could go and he placed the head of his cock to my entrance & pushed slowly forward, it entered easily now but then he violated my ass with a thrust that I can only describe as a brutal invasion.

I thought I was torn in half, I could feel his balls slap against my ass cheeks and I was crying real tears from the searing pain, he left his cock sit inside me without moving and he kissed my face, telling me it won't always hurt like this and after a few short minutes I could feel the pain subside & my erection returned, I moved my hips up to meet his to show I was ready for the thrusting that I had begged for only a few minutes earlier, and then it began, the incessant plowing over & over & over again, slowly at first, I came twice just from his thrusting into my bowels as he did, I was on my back for close to 3 hours & he did not let up, sometimes rapid fire & sometimes he would slow dick me (I busted a third nut on the slow dick).

I could only think in my mind how can a man last this long, when will it stop, then I could feel his nut building up getting ready to paint my insides, he hugged me so tight that I actually could not breath, I swear that I could feel his cock grow even bigger inside of me, he began groaning pushing himself into me & telling me that I am now his "kid", I honestly believe that at that moment in time, I fell in love with him & what I was feeling him do to the inside my body, I spent the rest of the night and that entire weekend in his bed getting fucked and I could only ask for more & more of his love making to my frail body.

I would have done anything for him & given my everything at that moment to please this brute of a man and please him I certainly did, I was sore, worn to a frazzle, bleeding slightly & so utterly used up, but I stayed with him till he was spent, not another drop of his or my seed left to spill that night. I took the onslaught of his African pride and knew we found a perfect match in each others arms.

The good part was that it was Friday evening & no one had to get up early for work, not that I was able to walk after that battle anyway, after a short sleep he awoke me, the victor had risen, he was erect again and took his conquest/slave one more time to prove his superiority over me, but something changed, he was gentle with me, caring, loving, kissing me, he fed that beast between his legs to my ass with a gentleness that surprised me yet was welcomed, after the beating I took the earlier part of the evening, he entered me slowly & rode me without the brutality I suffered from him earlier, my lover knew exactly how to love his boy and his boy wanted nothing more than what was being given to him.

About 10 on Saturday morning Gene called one of his friends (Roy, the dude who was sitting on the step) to bring us some fast food & of course his friend Roy wanted to see the new boy & maybe get a nut himself, my lover Gene told his friend Roy that this one is his & he isn't letting nobody get none of his new kid, and he never allowed anyone to come near me except one time, it continued into my early twenties & everything he told me came to be, it stopped hurting so much and I was able to accommodate his massive cock easily after a while, he said he loved me & always treated me that way, he showed me respect, he gave me money all the time & never put pressure on me (but I did have to beg him to take me roughly sometimes, hard on my body but amazing to experience.)

I liked to make him go for three or four days without me sometimes & one time when I did that, when I finally showed up him & Roy were at the table having a taste of shine, he was like an animal in a sexual rage all over me, I took out his hard cock & sucked on it & he told me "shit ain't happenin bitch, you gettin fucked hard" and all occurring right in front of Roy and Roy watched us fuck like he was glued to the floor, he must of felt some sympathy for Roy as he ordered me to "open yo mouth bitch, let Roy get some" while he was plowing my ass all without missing a beat, Roy's cock was no small item either making me gag, but nothing like my man, when Gene talked to me in that way, demanding but not threatening, I would just lose all self control, my ass was his personal property and I loved him for having brought me into his life.

That ass fucking lasted until dark and that was the only time he ever shared me and I loved every bit of everything we did together, He never wanted to go anywhere, he would say to me "ain't nuthin better than yo sweet ass"! He passed away not long after & I wished I could find another friend like him, I tried but it never was to be, so I'll have to be content with my memories of a beautiful time in my life and an occasional girlfriend, but that hunger lingers on.

This is a true story, both Gene & Roy and I are real people, if you've never loved anyone, I feel very sad for you. I didn't start out thinking that I could love another man like I did, I never wanted to be anything but a normal man, but this black man, this brute, this gentle giant taught me more about human nature & love than I ever believed I was capable of understanding.

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