First fuck ever and it was Paul my black buddy

I had just finished swallowing two loads of Paul's cum and he was pulling his shorts back up. I sat back still in shock a little over my first gay experience and I guess Paul could see something was up. "How many times have you been with another guy?" he asked. "Never, never even thought about it till I started looking at your dick so much." I said. "Heh. Well I'm glad you did cause that was some hot shit. Most the white bitches just want to lick it a little or don't want to suck it at all. I guess my uncle was right, white boys love some black cock." I asked him what he meant. "We were a little drunk and I mentioned a white boy at school who couldn't keep his eyes off my crotch. He told me to get some of that ass ASAP. He said he was in the army for almost 10 years, had travelled around the world fucking everything he could but found that white boys were the biggest sluts for big black dick and I could probably make you do anything I want." I didn't know what to say but I wanted out of this conversation and a chance to think some things over. I said that one of my parents would be home soon and I need to clean up a bit so Paul said he would see me at school tomorrow and left.

Later that night as I tried to sleep something kept popping in my mind. Paul calling me his "fuck-toy" and to get used to swallowing his cum and he was going to be fucking my ass soon. Part of me wanted to try it but thinking about the pain and possible mess made me very nervous.

I rolled out of bed and got on the Internet to look up as much about gay sex as I could find. I found out about cleaning before sex and some tips for getting fucked in the ass for the first time. Before I logged off I found some pics of black and white guys having sex. Within a few pics my dick was hard. I found some videos with white guys being "forced" to fuck black guys and being sex slaves to them. My dick was know like steel. It was what I needed and Paul and his uncle were right, I wanted to be made a slut for that dick. I decided when Paul made up his mind to fuck me he would and I would leave it up to him to decide when.

Over the next week or so Paul came by my house every day after school and got his dick sucked. He was still with his girlfriend and a few times he came by I could taste pussy on his dick. He almost always came twice and couple loads ended up on my face with one on my neck. All the others were swallowed and I got into the habit of making sure to smear some of his cum on my lips with the tip of his dick and leaving it. I was so submissive when were together I started calling him "sir" and did as told at all times. This really turned him on. He almost always talked dirty to me and I had become his "fuck-toy" or "little white slut" but he had yet to butt-fuck me.

Finally the weekend rolled around and Paul called. "Hey." "Whats up?", I said. "My parents are gone till morning and I need you come over ride this dick." Paul told me. "Yes sir. I need to clean up and I'll be on my way."

I got to his house and was VERY nervous. After the "cleaning" I was feeling a bit overwhelmed and many things were running through my mind. A couple of the main things were what was the first position he was going to fuck me in and where was he going to cum. Also, how many times was he going to fuck me since he mentioned his parents were gone till morning. I wasn't sure what I could handle.

Paul opened the door in some boxers with a t-shirt on and laughed hard. "Damn boy you look pale! I got a joint we can light up that should help." I just smiled then we walked to the garage to light up the joint. As we smoked it I took the opportunity to stare at his dick flopping around in his boxers. His hand pulled his waist band down to give me a view. I looked up and he just smiled and said "Sorry it took me so long to get to this but I wanted to ask my uncle some questions and get some advice." "It's fine but the anticipation of it was killing me." I said. "Me too. I've only fucked one girl in the ass and loved it so I can't wait to get in yours." I just smiled not knowing what to say.

We finished the joint and he told me my outfit was on his bed and to go put it on....all of it on the bed and take my time. I walked to his room and on his bed was pair of black panties, some lube and a butt plug. I wasn't expecting either the panties or the butt plug but I didn't want to keep Paul waiting so I got naked and lubed up the plug. The lube was cold as I smeared some on my asshole. I was very relaxed thanks to the weed and started working it in. I could get it just to the edge of the head but intense pain was making it difficult. I knew if I couldn't take this then Paul was out of the question. I re-lubed then worked in edge of the tip and then just kept pushing. Within a second the butt plug pushed pass my asshole and it shrunk around the narrow part of the plug. I was sweating as I put on the panties and tried to walk. I thought to myself, this is it, I'm about to get fucked down hard.

I walked into the living room and Paul was already naked on the couch stroking his semi-hard dick. He sat up to get a better look. "Damn boy, you look pretty good in those panties. Come over and let me take a look at you." I walked over to him as he reached up to grabbed my ass cheek and turn me around a bit. He grinned as tugged at the base of the butt plug a little. It sent pain and pleasure sensations through my ass and I jumped a little. "Damn Eric, that thing is in there tight. How does it feel?" "Intense" I said. His fingers moved to the rim of my asshole and with the help of the lube he was sliding them around my pink ring. It felt great and I moaned a bit. "Yeah this is gonna work out fine." he said. Paul leaned back and his dick was stiff. I didn't need to be told what to do and started to get on my knees between his legs. "Oh no. I want to keep playing with your ass while you suck this dick." "Yes sir." I said as I kneeled next to him on the couch so he could reach my ass and bent my head down to his dick. Before my mouth even got to the tip I felt Paul's other hand the back of my head pushing me down.

I went straight to sucking with some urgency and started off with a quick pace. Paul kept tugging and pushing on the butt-plug. Each time he was pulling it out a bit more and stretching my asshole wider. Even though I just started sucking his cock I was already so turned on that I was ramming my mouth down on his dick. He was moaning really hard and when he grabbed some of my hair to pull my mouth from his rod he told me "Take it easy slut. We got all night and that first load is going in your ass." I told him "Yes sir" He pushed my face back down so I got back to sucking his dick but now I went slower and sucked harder. I couldn't help myself. Paul's dick was hard as stone and it wasn't long before he pulled my mouth off his dick again.

Paul then got up of the couch, picked up the lube and rubbed some on his dick. I knew it was time. He then told me to "Stay bent over but move your chest to rest on the back of the couch and bring your ass around to face me." I sat like that looking down at the back of the couch while I could here Paul stoking his lubed up dick. "Reach back and spread those ass cheeks little slut." he demanded. I did as told and all of the sudden I could feel him pulling at the plug. Pain shot through my ass but it felt good too. He let it go and it eased back in but then pulled harder on it. He stopped right at the ridge leaving my asshole stretched wide. "Oh my fucking God" I moaned. The feeling was intense. "I would have done this when you were sucking my dick, but the way you were going at it I would have blown a load quick." I just tried to relax and then without warning he pushed it back in. I tried to take a breath for a second but he pulled it out again to the ridge and worked it back and forth for a second. My dick was hard now and I could feel something starting to build as painful pleasure was surging through my ass and down my legs. At that point Paul pulled the toy out and set it down. He then reached over to grab a towel and laid it on the couch under me. "My uncle said you might cum from this fucking you're about to get so this will help." "Thank you sir" was all I could say.

I was still holding my ass cheeks open from the sides and I could feel Paul's hand rest on the top of my ass and lower back as he stood behind me. "You think you ready for this big black dick slut?" "Yes sir please" I moaned. He slapped his dick on my ass a few time and then rubbed the tip up and down my ass crack. He stopped right at my hole and leaned into me a little forcing the tip in some. "Push back on this dick if you want it." I went back and forth a couple of time and I think Paul pushed once cause all of the sudden the tip popped in. Despite the agony that felt like something had been torn I pushed myself back on his dick and whimpered. After getting the head in, the shaft seemed to slide in easy the first few inches. I relaxed for a second, pulled up a little and then pushed down harder. "God damn it bitch your ass is tight as fuck!" Paul yelled at me with a laugh. It seemed like that was I'll I could take so I asked "How much do I have?" "About 5-6 inches so far but let me help you out."

With that I felt one of Paul's hand's on my shoulder and he started slowly easing his dick in and out a few inches at a time. My asshole was on fire and it felt like he was cramming way too much into my ass but with his big hand on my shoulder pulling me back onto his dick there was nowhere to go. After a few minutes I could feel Paul's nuts touch my ass when he went in deep. He then pulled his rod all the way out of my butt only to shove it again. I jumped and cried out some. That seemed to really turn Paul on and he started getting into a rhythm with some long deep strokes that went from his fat tip working my asshole to what felt like him bottoming out deep in my ass. At this point my rim was relaxed enough that it was REALLY starting to feel good when he worked the head there and the hard deep thrusts were now the only thing that still hurt enough to make me whimper or cry out. Not that Paul cared. He was starting to really get into my butt and I could feel his balls start to slap against my ass now.