Growing up I remember that my folks had taught me to look down on people of color, racial epithets were commonly heard in the house and I carried those prejudices with me until a particular incident made a turning point in those views. It was in high school and in gym class we were having wrestling sessions. I had the misfortune of being assigned to wrestle a black guy who resembled a human Mack truck, big all over, and strong as a forklift.
I don't remember his name, but I do remember how powerful he was, and how he allowed me to expend all of my strength before he started to seriously grapple with me. My exhausted body seemed helpless as he twisted me this way and that, and he seemed to delight in humiliating me in front of the class. After being thoroughly beaten a few times, I felt a stirring in my crotch from being dominated by this hard black guy, but I tried not to let on, cursing him out afterwards.
A few weeks after this experience the guy happened to be in my neighborhood mowing a lawn. I couldn't help but admire his musculature during his work, and the large bulge in his crotch. When he was done, I came up to him with an arrogant swagger.
I remember him calling me "boy", to which I answered that I was nobody's boy and that it was a fluke that he had won in the wrestling match.
or He told me that even though he just finished the lawn he still had enough in him to pin my ass again if I wanted to challenge him, and we were on. We took off our shirts and locked up.
His strength was overwhelming and I soon found myself being twisted like a pretzel. With no one around he was much rougher than he was in gym class and roughly manhandled me, putting me into excruciating positions.
Again he pinned me, this time purposely putting his full crotch into my face. I was getting really turned on by the action and asked for a second match, winner by submission. This time, my stamina had been exhausted and he proceeded to yank my legs apart exposing my embarrassing hard-on. After enduring several painful minutes of this humiliation, I gave in.
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"Are you my white boy?" he spat out at me.
"Yes." I meekly replied.
"For beating your ass again after all the bullshit coming out of your mouth I'm gonna show my white boy who's boss, understand?" I just nodded, wondering what would follow.
He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to the back of the house. He yelled at me to raise my hands and I complied. He grabbed a hold of my t-shirt and pulled it off. He pushed my upper body down so that I was bent over the garden table. It was all glass with a stainless steel frame. The glass was cold against my skin. Then I felt his hands at the waistband of my shorts. He pulled my shorts down to my knees proceeded to thoroughly spank my ass.
My cock was throbbing hard and when he had spanked me for what seemed like an eternity, he moved to close to me to grab my hair again. His cock was lodged between my ass cheeks and I could sense that it was huge even though it was completely soft. He grabbed my head up and pulled my head up and upper body up. This made more of his hard body press against me and then he whispered into my ear, "Are you going to apologize?"
At that very momment my cock bounched against the steel frame of the table and I groaned a little as my ass tried to push back, pressing his cock harder agaisnt the black guys cock. He said, "What the fuck..." and then he pulled me back by the hair and looked down at me. He saw my hard cock and let out a big sigh, saying, "You are getting turned on by this?"
I didn't know what to say. I just stood there. My cock throbbing and jumping as I felt his cock at my ass. The black guy put his other hand on my shoulder and both hands pressed me down on my knees and then he twisted me around and I was now facing his crotch. He said, "If you want it, take it in your fucking mouth, you white cocksucker."
I used both hands to quickly pull down his shorts and underwear. They dropped down to his ankles and his big black cock was exposed. He was completely soft, but big and completely black. I had never seen a black cock like this before and just leaned forward and started sucking.
I started sucking as best I could and I looked up and saw that he had his eyes clothes and was leaning his neck backwards slightly. I guess he was imagining I was some hot chick. I didn't care. I wanted to test his cum. I wanted to suck him dry.
It took him a minute to grow to his full 10 inches. It was a perfect cock. Big and hard cock head with a really thick shaft. I couldn't even begin to think what it would be like to be fucked by that log of a cock. I was happy I was just giving him a blowjob.
I couldn't fit more than few inches of his cock in my mouth, so I ended up playing with his cock head the most of the time. He didn't say a word, but he just stood there. He touched his nipples a few times and moaned a bit, but other than that, he just stood there and let me work that cock.
I was sliding up and down and really enjoying it. I was really getting into, when he suddenly grabbed my head with both hands and started pulling me back and forth. I looked up and was met by his angry eyes as he said, "swallow my cum my little white boy."
He kept bobbing my head up and down that pole of his, but not going so deep that I would choke. He had my mouth working his cock head and soon I could feel his explosion. I do mean feel. His cock jumped so hard as it exploded gush after gush of cum in my mouth. I moaned and greedily swallowed it down my throat. My mouth was already full of saliva from all the sucking action before. It was now mixing with his cum and I could taste him. He had a sweet, but slightly salty aroma. It was just what I needed. I had craved it from the first moment I met him. I was in heaven.
He kept pumping my head up and down his cock head a few more times after he came. Then he pulled out, told me, "Pull up my pants."
I carefully pulled up his underwear and made sure they were sitting just right. I caressed his bulge delicately as I did so. I cupped him in my hand and massaged him slightly. Then I pulled up his pants and also made sure they were perfectly aligned and hung just right. Just like that had before I mean.
He patted me on the head and fished out his phone from his pocket. He said, "We're good. You fine boy. Might want to use that mouth of yours again when I'm really horny. Give me your number."
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