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Hi i am Domonic i was 18 in 1979 in New York city foster care. This is when I met my older foster brother Rusty he was 20. I was put in the last stop foster home waiting to graduate high school, I was put in a room with Rusty he was 6'3 175 solid football wide receiver. The minute I saw him I was in love. Just never would tell him I was 5'6 135 solid nerd lol. We had very little in common since I was a white short nerd and he was a black football god.
As weeks passed we got along fine I helped him with his home work and he helped me learn how to workout. As I got back from school one fall day Rusty was sitting in our room totally pissed off. I asked him what was up and he asked if I was free Thursday to Sunday. I said sure why I asked, he said he was going to Washington dc but didn't want to go alone. I said sure I'll go with him he then made me promise to keep it secret, I said I would. We got up on Thursday and traveled down to Washington dc on the train two sleeping bags and some food. We got there and the crowd was already gathering. I saw signs saying gay rights and stop the hate. I saw Rusty grab a pin and then handed one to me. We walked around till was getting late and found a spot for us to lay down for the night. I curled up in my sleeping bag and almost fell asleep when Rusty complained he was freezing. He looked at me and asked to share the sleeping bags and use each others body heat. I almost fell over shocked I been fantasizing about him since day I met him. I said sure and moved over. He was so much larger than I just cuddled up to him. I turned my back to him so he didn't feel my hard on, and fell asleep. In middle of the night I felt him poke me thinking he was trying to wake me I opened my eyes and realized his arms were around me so was not his hands poking me. I reached down slowly and realized he was in his underwear I slid my hand and started feeling his hard cock while he was sleeping. It felt so good I didn't notice I had woken him till he spoke in a whisper, that feels great little man but what would be better if you put it in your mouth and sucked it. I couldn't believe my ears but quickly went down inside the sleeping bag and licked the head of his 8 1/2" uncut monster.I really didt know what I was doing I just wanted it badly. I started sliding it in and out of my mouth going down deeper each time. I felt his hand go on back of my head and he started face fucking me. I didn't realize how deep he was going till his balls slapped my chin. I slid him out and slammed him down my throat. He moaned loudly he was going to cum and he started shooting down my throat. I slid him out of my throat as he filled my mouth with his salty goodness. He finished and I came up to get air. He hugged me fiercely and said I love you as he kissed me deeply. We fell sleep in each others arms.


Rusty passed away in 2016. I will always love him.