Boxers and Panties : Chapter 1

"Gosh you ARE big, " he smiled!

"Haw, Yo think ah'm pretty too?"

"Jermaine, I don't know what that means! But your'e certainly in
shape!"

"So you be! An ah got to tell you this position an yo hand down
theah makin me a lil crazy heah!"

"Oh, are you uncomfortable," Robin smiled, now feeling the trapped
enormous organ twisted sideways in his pants.

"I'm sorry, would it be all right if I made you more comfortable?"

"Ah'd lahk you to do a whole lot cuz ahm ready to explode now!"

"OOh, that's right, Jermaine, I promised to thank you for sitting
with me through that class today!"

"Well,...!" And he felt one hand returning to touch his face,
the other one squeezing his giant hard organ,
and Robin leaning forward, his lips moving to his own huge thick lips.

"(Kiss) Softly at first, Robin sighed and kissed deeper,
their bodies mashing now with Jermaine reaching around and cupping his
butt, and now seeing that Jermaine wouldn't go first, he inserted his
relatively small tongue compared to the enormous tongue inside those
huge lips.

"mmmmmpffffff, kiss, mmmmmm!" After breaking the kiss and both of
them panting, Jermaine gasped.

pic 6

"Ah nevah done lahk dis...!" He was about to say making out with
a boy, a white boy, a blind white boy!

Robin kissed his big lips again, and reached down and
lifted up his skirt, pulled his panties down and
then sighed, making Jermaine groan as he freed his giant
throbbing black column, so their skin was against each other,
feeling each other's manhood.

They kissed passionately some more, until both were panting!

"Look ah cain't get out of de car lahk dis, an ....!"

Robin smiled, "of course you can't!" as Jermaine's eyes bugged out as
he reached down and began to unzip him.

"Awmannn, people be seein us, ah donno. ah don know...!"

"They won't be seeing me much longer, Jermaine! Do I shock you?
Do you want me to stop?"

"yeah, no, no , do you want to stop?"

"No I do not! Please don't make me!" At that he took hands
off of his butt and Robin slipped back off the seat, kneeling between
the big legs as he finished unzipping and then, in the darkness,felt
the huge black organ slip out in his right hand. Already he felt precum
on the knob as his other hand moved to touch it all over, then his
breath from his lips made Jermaine sigh!

"Awmann, ah jus gots to...!"

Robin kissed him. "I would be pleased to worship you with
my mouth, Jermaine, if you like!"

Saying that like that made the big bull shudder with relief.

"Awyeahhhh, ah be needin dat!"

"But," Robin kissed his tongue again, swirling his tongue
in his mouth, "now that you know I'm going to do that, maybe
we can talk a bit more, and you let me know when you want me to
do that!"

"Yeahhh,....!" Jermaine grinned, cupping Robin's buttcheeks
with both hands, squeezing and pinching him until the boy
squirmed.

"Mmmmm, oohhh you can hurt me if you need to! Do you want to fuck
me too, Jermaine? You can if we can do it in this car!"

"Ah jus cain't bleve dis!" Jermaine looked around and
saw people walking in the parking lot. "Naw, people too close!"

Robin tongued him again, and smiled, "okay, they won't
seem me when I'm worshipping your cock and balls!"

"Awfuck, don't do dat, awmannn!"

'I'm not considered to be forward, Jermaine, but I think I'm
beginning to understand you a little better. But there are
a few things I don't get yet! I'm curious, what did you do
to Jan!"

"Awyeahh, he blew me off, but now ah ain't sorry none
gettin yo instead!"

"But why? I would have thought Your'e exactly his type !"

"Haw, me bein a big stupid nigga?"

"Well, your'e not stupid, but your'e so huge and strong!"

"All I know it started okay but every time I said something
he got more quiet, and finally just sat there and dint
say nothing, so ah took him back to de house!"

Robin smiled, kissing his corded neck, "You should have
given him a spanking to break the ice! Course then we
wouldn't have met!"

"Haw, haw, yo is kiddin, raht?"

"Oh No, Jan gets spanked every week by the masters at arms!
He must love it! Of course he leads the pledges in demerits
every week so its not exactly by choice either! I think you just
didn't understand how to handle him, or us for that matter!"

"Whatchumean?"

Robin ran his tongue up under his knob for a bit to lick up
some precum drops and the buck shuddered for a bit,

"When you hurt his feelings he felt bad for many reasons.
The big one is he felt he wasn't being properly submissive to
his superior!"

"Haw, haw, superior!"

Robin moved lower now to kiss each of the bull's balls
and then knelt lower.

"I know it probably sounds silly but to us, to me, you are my
superior and I want to show my worship- like right now,"
he said, kissing the bull's knee.

"If there was room I would kneel and kiss your feet, and if your
feet were bare I would lick between your toes!"

"Fuck no!" Jermaine grinned, his legs spread and his giant
black cock inches from Robin's soft lips.

"Yes," Robin smiled upward, "but at least I can still lick
every inch of your beautiful big balls, mmm, kiss, lick, mmmmm!"

"Awmannnnn!"

"Lift up, Jermaine, can you, push upward and outward?"

"Lahk dis?"

Assisting in lifting and spreading his muscled buttcheeks,
Robin said yes, and shocked him but reaching under with his
tongue and kissing his puckered anus!

"Awmann, fuck yeasssss!"

The position was too awkward, so as the bull settled back
into his seat, Jermaine spent several minutes licking and kissing
every inch of the black drooling giant cock.

After several minutes of just lightly kissing and licking him
from balls to knob, Jermaine groaned loudly as his mouth stretched as
wide as he could to slip over the knob, his pink tongue working on
the slit, groaning and sighing as he tasted the precum drops.

"AWweennnnnnnnooooooooo!" Jermaine stiffened in the seat, his
right hand on the back of Robin's head, as he expertly slurped sucked
and kissed.

pic 5

Robin wanted to make it last, but he needed the essence as badly
as the youth needed relief. He did find he could deep throat in the
awkward position about halfway past the knob, cupping the huge balls.
Then he ran his lips down to lick and kiss and worship the huge black
balls he would soon be dining from!

AWWFFFFUUUUKKKKKK YEAAAHHHHHH! The first blast hit the back of his mouth
by surprise, but he swallowed. Two more he didn't quite goggle and backed
out of his nose a little, but the rest, gob after gob, spurt after spurt, he
eagerly sighingly slurped and sucked and ate. He couldn't believe how many
mouthfulls of potent negroe manjuice he swallowed! Robin wondered if he had
a sympathy orgasm in his panties himself because they felt soaked.

In the warm car, Jermaine was sighing, his head back in relief, soaked
with sweat running down his face. Robin himself was lightly sweating from
the excitement and the closed space between his legs as he cleaned up.
Giving the knob and flaccid but still huge cock a few more kisses, he
licked his lips, and sat back with a satisfied smile, his blank blue eyes
looking up at Jermaine.

"Ah jus cain't bleve you did dat!" Robin wondered if this bull was
a novice with either sex!

"I said we would work things out, Jermaine!" he smiled, still panting,
and got off his knees to sit besides the young still sweating giant.

"Well, ah see a couple homies goin in there. What did we say?
We met at Club Noire!"

"Sure, whatever you want is fine!" He adjusted his short skirt
and put his shoes back on, hating wearing any heels, even short ones.

Then he got to the edge of the door as Jermaine came around.

"I can get out by myself, do you mind if I take my cane?"

"S'okay, gonna wear dose dark glasses?"

"I don't need them if you don't want them!" Jermaine let him take
his elbow then and shut the door.

"Why do you need them anyway, since yo blind?"

"My eyes are still as sensitive as yours are to impact,
like branches or dust or stuff! I just can't see anything!
But I doubt if I'll hit a branch in a club!"

"Yo face is still flushed! Haw haw, dat's a problem we niggas
don't have, blushing!"

Robin smiled, "these friends of yours, you call them homies?"

"Actually dey ain't from my hood but dey in de sports
program, several boxers an wrestlers ah see walkin in!"

"Are any of them in Omega?" he wondered if he knew any.

"Might be, cuz a couple ah know for sho are on de down low and
one dude lahk white boys and he went in with a white gal dat now
after seein yo ah ain't so sure she is a gal!"

"Then..., what I'm saying is that I'm still a girl in there
right!"

"Oh fuck yeah! Donchu forget dat! Nobody'd ever bleve yo ain't
nohow!"

"Thanks," Robin smiled.

Fortunately it was a non smoking roadhouse so his eyes weren't
bothered, although several people paused when he was being
introduced and he knew they didn't see his cane because it was
held on his side, but Jan had told him his undilated, blank, blue
eyes caught peoples' attention. He couldn't remember all the names,
5 black bulls, one white jock, 4 women, two of whom were definitely
black, the remaining ones including another white boy? He didn't
hear all their voices clearly amidst the laughter.

"Sohow'd YOU hook up with The Jolt?" a black female with a
little edge to her voice, at least 6 inches taller than he
was. Somehow she had him in a corner as the others were joking.

"Um, I was in a jazz club and its our first date!"

"First date huh, dat why yo face be flushed an yo got cum on
yo blouse, honey? We saw Jermaine doin de puppet dance
sittin down in his car when we walked in!"

"Um, well, is it that noticeable?" he blushed even more!

"Mebbe if you can see, you'd also see that black men belong
with black women!"

"I may not see, madame, but I can hear rudeness when its
not called for!"

"Yo lippin at me, bitch? Jus cuz yo blind don mean ah
wont slap yo nigga suckin mouth silly!"

"Well in the parlance of boxing I can tell your'e way over
my weight division so that shouldn't be too difficult!"

"Now Yo callin me a big fat nigga huh? Yo lil skinny
bitch!" she raised her voice another octave.

"Hey Laronda what you sayin theah?"

"Dis whitebread pussy call me a big fat nigga bitch!"

"WHAtchUSAY?" Several people came around then.

"What yo woman say to mah woman?" A teammate asked
Jermaine who edged over to stand besides Robin, one hand
on his hip, a gesture that further inflamed Laronda.

"Nothin, she don' mean nothin. You'd nevah said dat to
Laronda, wouldju Robin?" There was a pause as they waited
for a response.

"Um, well," he said, "It's true I did not say that,... but
I must admit I was definitely thinking it. Maybe she read my mind!"
he said helpfully.

WHAT! Laronda shrieked!
(SLAP!) Robin felt the blow coming and was moving back
but her huge hand still caught the edge of his mouth, knocking
him against the wall, but he still heard the curse and the
solid punch that dropped the 260 pound woman like a sack of cement,
and then as he was trying to get up and find his cane, bodies were flying
all around, and he just found the wall and crawled away from the
melee. Bouncers from the bar came running and as soon as they
saw it was the boxing team they just held back and kept bystanders
away. Soon, as Robin was finding the edge of the bar, he pulled
himself up and yelled to Jermaine.

"Jermaine, over here! OVER HERE!"

A sweaty black panting hulk came over while the fight
was still going on. "Jus keep in de corner babe, ah got some
buttkickin yet to go!"

"No NO," he said, crying, blood leaking from his lip, "police
are coming, I heard them call them!"

A manager screamed from behind the bar.

"Yo banned this time Jermaine, yo hear dat boy!"

"Listen to him, come on, let's go!"

"Okay, okay, listen, yo hurt, just a split lip is all,
cmere, ah got a handkerchief. Wussat blood on your hair?"

"I think I hit my head on the wall when Laronda punched me!"

"Awfuck, bleedin good too!" The bright red blood matted his
blonde hair in the back.

"Forget that, come on, let's get in the car!"

"Ah just hate it when dis shit happen alla time, it
ain't mah fault!"

"I know, I know... where's the exit?"

"Right there, yo blouse is torn, and where's yo other
shoe?"

"Forget it!" Sirens were beginning to sound
and they made it out of the parking lot just as the cars
arrived.

"Cmon, Robin, don be cryin, it's okay!"

"I am NOT crying, thank you!" he lied, wiping his
eyes. He turned around and felt his head.

"I think the bleeding stopped, but I got some on
your headrest!"

"Who cares, but dat's good news, must be a small cut
cuz head wounds bleed lahk a sonofabitch! Should maybe
drop into Baptist Emergency an get some stitches!"

"No," Robin said, feeling now with both hands,
it was a small cut and had already stopped. Now his
hands were bloody though as he felt around and finally
just rubbed them on his already torn skirt. "it's okay!"

"Yo sho? It's on de way, we go there all the time!"

Robin sighed, "you lead a very chaotic life, Jermaine!"

"Ah know, ah knows what dat means!" he said with
resignation! "I'm takin yo back to Omega, donchu worry!"

He cursed to himself. He felt
depressed as they drove in silence. First time he met someone
that didn't bolt during the first date and it wasn't even his
fault this time! He looked over at Robin's stoic pose
several times with a sigh.

Finally he had to say something. "Be there in ten
minutes!"

"Where?"

"Back to where I picked you up!"

"Omega House? Your'e taking me home?"

"Well, yeah, I mean, ah thought....!"

"Oh, I see, is that what you want to do?"

"Is you be sayin yo still want to see me again? After
all dis shit!"

Robin sighed, "let's not say anything we might regret!
I'm sore, angry, hurt and my head is pounding! But I know
this wasn't your fault, and maybe I shouldn't have
said that to Laronda myself!(pause) You must have really slugged
her though!"

"Haw, she be fine; in fact she was swingin a chair when
we left!"

Robin smiled, reaching over to put his hand on his
forearm.

"What will happen back there?"

"Well, if dey ain't stupid and don't fight wit de
cops dey just get a ticket and thrown out!"

"And...!"

"Well, dey already on de way to jail!" They both laughed
at that one. Finally they pulled up in the parking lot of
Omega house, and a couple of the brothers walking by noticed
Robin and smiled. Jermaine turned the engine off, and
Robin sat for a moment and slid over beside him, thighs
touching.

"Actually, I'm sorry the night is already over
but I have to clean up and take some aspirin!"

"Whatchu doin?"

Robin was climbing over onto his lap, and settled on
it, feeling that big rising bulge again.

The familiar hands on the side of his head, Jermaine
saw his blank puffy tearstained eyes, the swollen lip
with the pink tongue moistening it.

"Don't kiss me too hard, my lip hurts!"

Softly kissing, their tongues mingling, both panting now.

"So you don't mind tasting some of your own cum then,"
Robin smiled as he moved back.

"Haw, haw, no dose lips be sweet! Surprised yo dint
get something to drink when we got to dat club tho!"