My First Black Man : Part 1

I knew by the time I was 18, that I was different than other boys, when they would be excited about looking a naked girlie magazines, I would play along and agree with them, however, I was always looking at the naked men with their big, fat, hairy cocks getting horned up.

Growing up, through high school and my late teems, I would say about 60% of my friends were black guys. I was always turned on by the site of their hot tight asses, their hard bodies and most of all, the much bigger bulges they would proudly display in their tight fitting jeans or their swinging cocks in their sweat pants. I was always careful not to get caught looking at their crotches and their hot bodies. The other thing that turned me on was the fantasy of their dark bodies against my white body. Throughout my high school years, I jacked off thousands of times thinking about being naked with many of the black guys I hung out with.

There had been many of incidents where I would make sure I was in a situation with my black friends were I could get a good luck at the hot, big, black cocks. During showers after sports, taking a leak outside when at a party or if one of my friends slept over my house after a night of drinking. When we would get home and go to my room for bed, many times the conversation would turn to sex and how they brag about some girl they had fucked at a party.

I of course would be totally turned on, getting a real big woody listening to the story. And most of my black guy friends would love to show me how big their cocks were and how they would thrust it in the girl they had fucked that night. That would just get me harder and harder and when the lights went out and I were sure they were passed out, I would jack my cock and play with my hot hole, wishing it was me that their big, black cock was penetrating.

I graduated high school and headed off to San Francisco University the following August. I quickly met some guys that were gay, however, you would have never known it. My third weekend in San Francisco, I was invited to a party that was nothing but gay men, with their ages ranging from late teens to guys in their 60's. I was more attracted to guys (of course, black men) who were an their 40's up to their 60's.

When I arrived at this party, I immediately starting drinking fast and hard, getting a good buzz quickly. I met many hot guys and chatted with them all evening, when I suddenly saw this hot, black guy, who looked to be in his 40's, was about 6' 6", dark complexion, green eyes, and a very hard slender build. He was wearing a white, tight fitting t-shirt and a very worn pair a blue jeans, which proudly showed off his obviously big cock.

Our eyes met and he walked over and introduced himself to me. His name was Chris and I introduced myself back to him (Jarid). We chatted for a while, had a few more drinks when he asked me if I would like to go to his place. I was definitely not going to pass up this opportunity as there was a definite attraction between us. I forgot to mention, I was still a virgin at the time, however, I had practiced giving head for a few years with different dildos I had and watching many gay porn movies.

We arrived at Chris's house and he told me to grab a beer from the fridge and get comfortable on his couch while he went to his room to change out of his clothes into something more comfortable. He also asked me if I wanted a pair of sweat pants to change into to get out of my slacks and dress shirt. I said sure if it's not too much trouble. While he was changing he yelled out to me to go ahead and turn on the TV, which I did. I drank down the beer I had immediately and helped myself to another. Chris came out to the living room after grabbing a beer for himself and told me to go ahead in his room and change as he left the sweats on his bed.

I got up and as I turned around, he was standing there, in a white, tight fitting tank top, which showed off his strong hard chest, stomach and arms and was wearing a white and red striped biking shorts, which clearly showed to outline of his long, this cock (which was soft at the time). I pretended not to notice and quickly walked by him to change. When I got to his bedroom, I was so horny and excited, I thought I was going to blow my load right there, without even touching my cock. As I stripped off my clothes and picked up the sweats to put on, I realized they were the tight, rayon work out pants you see many guys at the gym wearing.

I put them on and decided to keep my jockstrap on, so my cock would stay restrained and he would immediately notice my nice bulge. I had a nice, circumcised, 8" cock, that got quite thick the more turned on I got. When hard, it would stand straight up against my stomach. I decided to not wear my t-shirt and socks and only the pants.

I went back out to the living room and Chris asked me to grab a couple of shot glasses and Silver Patron out of his freezer on my way so we could celebrate what he hope would be the beginning of a new friendship. I did as he asked and as I sat down on the could, I could see him watching my every move and see that his eyes were smiling as he looked at my basket. He poured a couple of shots, we drank a few in a row and then he lit up a joint and asked if I minded. I said no and let him know I smoke once in a while and would join him. As we smoked, I let him know that smoking allowed me to relax and enjoy the moment.

As we smoked and drank, he clicked on his DVR which was already loaded with a gay (black on white) porn. I was so turned on by this time and he was too. I then let him know I had never been with a guy before and told him he was going to be my first, additionally letting him know how much black guys turned me on and how I have been fantasizing about this moment for years. Chris smiled at me, leaned in a gently started to kiss me, slowly and passionately, getting both our lips wet with our spit. I was in heaven. My entire body was trembling from his touch and kiss.

He whispered in my ear, this would be a night I would never forget and he would make my body quiver over and over. I told him I was about to cum, just from his kisses and touches and he said go ahead as he was going to make me cum over and over all night. Chris leaned back from me and watched my body spasm as I came inside my jock strap, which made them wet as well as oozed through my workout pants.

Chris laid back on the couch and asked me if I would like to suck his cock and of course I said yes. I took my mouth down to his cock and started to lick it through his shorts, slowly and getting his shorts soaked with my spit. He was moaning and groaning and slowly grinding his bulge in my mouth. As I continued to lick his cock, it began to get harder and harder, fatter and fatter until it was standing straight up against his stomach, with the head sticking out of the waist of his shorts. I reached down and pulled his shorts down his legs and he kicked them totally off. I was in awe of the size of his big, black, fat, cut cock.

He told me that his cock was 11" long and he loved to see a hot white mouth working it. I started kissing and licking the head of his cock, getting him nice and wet and then slowly started to take his cock deeper and deeper in my mouth and throat. It tasted just as I always imagined it would. As I worked his cock, he continue to groan and thrust his hips, pushing his cock deeper down my throat. (to be continued)