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First Time Interracial

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I contacted James online in one of the Personal Sites. His ad said that he was a professional looking for fun times with a guy. We wrote to each other a few times and he decided he wanted to meet me. He sent me his phone number, but it was two days before I had the time or the nerve to call him up.

When I finally called, he gave me directions to his house and I drove with a million questions in my mind. What will he look like, is he going to be someone weird, is this a smart thing to do? Was I really going to go meet a guy I’d never met before for sex?

Yes I was, despite all of my fears, I was turned on by the mystery.

I arrived at his house and rang the bell, not knowing what to expect. When James answered the door, all my fears instantly dropped. James was a tall black stud 6’5″, bald with beautiful brown eyes, and a sexy smile. I had never been with a black man before, but the thought had always turned me on.They were just hard to meet in a small western town.

“Come in,”James said, looking me up and down. I hoped I wasn’t disappointing him, but he smiled. “You must be Rick. Why don’t we go have a seat and we’ll talk.”

James led me to a room in the back of his house, which had a T.V., a couch, and some chairs. James sat in a chair, and I sat on the couch.

“I was just watching a movie, do you want to watch it with me?” James asked, and I nodded.

“Sure. Sounds cool.”

James hit play and a porn flick came on the screen. Two black guys were going at it, one of them was sucking the other guy’s cock, slurping down his long cock at an even pace. I felt my own cock bulge against my jeans and my eyes got wide.

“Wow,” I said. “Cool.”

James laughed and looked over at me.

“Do you mind if I get comfortable?” He asked as he unzipped his pants.

He pulled his cock out of his pants through his underwear and I was stunned. His cock was huge, almost 10″ long and must have been 4″ thick or thicker. I grabbed my own cock through my jeans and started rubbing it, watching him slide his hand down his chocolate scepter.

“Do you like it?” He asked and I nodded. “Why don’t you come over here?”

I walked over to him dropped between his knees taking the head of that beautiful cock in my mouth. James moaned and placed his hand on the back of my head, running his fingers through my hair. I tried to deep throat him, but his cock was so huge I had to use my hands on the part I couldn’t fit into my mouth. I cupped his balls in one hand and I used the other to slide up and down his shaft while I tongued his cock head. I ran my tongue around the mushroom top, flicking the underside of his cock in the sensitive spot. I was overcome with lust and slurped on his cock like a sucker. James leaned back and moaned while I worked on his shaft.

“Mmm, yeah, I think this is going to work out.”

He sighed and moaned on his cock, trying to suck as much of it as I could into my mouth,working it down my throat until my nose was close to his pubic patch and I could smell his musk.I reached down and opened my own pants, furiously grabbing my own cock and jacking it in my hand. I could taste James’ pre-cum, salty and thick in my mouth. I let more saliva drip from my mouth around the width of his cocoa spear. James was moaning loudly now and thrusting into my mouth when he suddenly stopped.

“Wait.” He gasped. “Not yet.”

James got to his feet, pushing me away from his pole, much to my disappointment. I wanted to taste his cum shooting in my throat, but he had more in mind. He pulled me to my feet and kissed me, thrusting his tongue into my mouth. I kissed him back, and pushed my hips against him. Our cocks slid against each other and I reveled in the feeling of his warmth on mine. James pulled off my shirt and I pulled off his.We let our pants drop to the floor, kicked of our shoes, andkissed with lust. I stood on my tip toes and let his cock slide under my balls, between my legs, while I pushed mine up against his smooth black stomach.

James grabbed my ass and I moaned at his strong grip. I slid back and forth feeling his shaft jump and twitch under my balls, his cock head barely tickling my bud. James half pulled, half led me to his bathroom and turned on the shower. We stepped into the warm spray and began kissing again, running our hands over each other’s bodies, lathering each other with soap.

I was going mad with desire and turned my back on Ja…

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A Night to Remember

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While serving in the Navy, I was stationed in Naples, Italy for a couple of months due to an accident I had on a operationwe were involved in. I was living intheHilton and I got bored and decided go out for a walk and see the city. As I was walking around, I found a Porn Theater and paid the 10 Lira {about 3 dollars}. I walked into the theater and it was pitch black so I had to feel my way for a seat.

I had just sat down and I felt a pair of hands rubbing my chest and nipples from behind. A second pair of hands came across from the right and started rubbing my dick through my jeans. The second pair undid my belt and pulled me up so my jeans would fall to the floor. My 7″ dick grew to its full length and a warm pair of lips started sucking my dick like it was a straw.As this was going on, another pair of lips was tongue fucking me from behind. The feeling ofone pair of lips in front and a second pair from behind was sending me into total ecstasy.

As the tongue was working my backside, I felt one of them insert a finger into my man pussy, fucking in and out while they were licking me. This went on forlikean hour whenI felt hands pullingme down to the seat. I started to sit when I felt the head of a dick pushing onto my man pussy; I have always been a top, but for some reason Iwanted…

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Locker Room Fun

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There comes a time in every man’s life when he is unsure of his sexuality. This can be a very scary time.
I had been fighting with the notion that I may be gay for quite some time. There are phases that a person goes through, like parts of a month where there is no doubt that you are gay. Then one day, you say you are not. This occurred right after one of those “gay spells.”
I had always wanted to play football or wrestle, just because of the hot, sweaty and horny guys in our school. I went into the gym locker room after school to take my clothes home. It turns out that the football team was showering after practice. As I started to walk out, Jamie blocked the door. I immediately started to get a hardon when I saw him in his boxers and beater.
“I know that you want It.,” he said to me. I backed out and ran straight into Ben, another one of my gay fantasies. With a bunch of naked guys in the shower, and stuck between two of the hottest guys with an erection, I knew I was toast.
Jamie led me into the sports separate locker room and locked the door, closely followed by Ben.
“Let’s get you out of that shirt.” Jamie pulled my t-shirt off and stared at my toned body, covered by a beater. He led me to the set of lockers and put my hands above my head. He then rubbed my chest and worked his way…

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More Than a Mouthful

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The sign said, ‘Rest Area 2 Miles Ahead.’ I had been driving for over four hours and needed to take a leak, so I pulled into the nearly deserted parking lot. A semi-trailer was parked with his engine running, probably sleeping. Two cars with out of state plates were parked near the building that had restrooms. One was empty. I could see someone in the dark SUV. I got out and walked up the walk to the restrooms. It was warm and well lit. I stood at the nearest urinal and emptied my bladder. As I walked to the sink to wash my hands I heard someone cough. I turned and saw feet in the stall across from me. Another cough. I put my hands under the automatic dryer and then went to the front of the stall and peered through the crack. A blonde guy about thirty or so sat on the toilet, his jeans down around his ankles and his shirt pulled up to expose his naked chest. His hand was stroking the biggest cock I had ever seen. He smiled at me and nodded down towards his enormous dick. I just stood there, mesmerized at the sight of his big, thick manhood. The head was the size of a ripe plum. He motioned for me to join him and I quickly opened the stall door and closed it behind me. “Like it?” he whispered. I nodded yes. He stood up and said, “Have a seat.” I moved past …

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My First Time

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Since this is my first time writing down my own experiences, I thought it would only be proper that I start out with my first sexual experience. Deep down I always knew I was gay, but I had never had much courage to do anything about it. In high school, I always kept busy with activities. I would always tell my parents and friends that wondered why I was single that I was “too busy to have a girlfriend.” It wasn’t until I got to college that I met Richard and had my first experience. From the first moment I saw him I lusted after him. I still remember how his messy blonde hair would carelessly fall across his face and how he would brush it aside with his long skinny fingers. He took my breath away in spite of how nervous I was. It was my first night at the dorm and he was the resident advisor. As I sat on the floor of our dorm lobby surrounded by other freshmen boys all I could think of was how good looking he was and how different he seemed from the guys around me. He was only a junior and probably only two years older than me, but he seemed so mature. As he read over the rules and guidelines I only heard half of it, all I could think of was how to get his attention. A couple of times I thought he smiled at me, but I would always quickly look away, too shy to return his friendliness. Over the next couple of weeks I tried my best to run into him. He was always very friendly, which made it easier for me to get to know him. Whenever he was in his room with the door open, I would always stop by to talk to him and pretty soon we became friends. Our exchanges were very flirtatious and I was surprised at how easily that came to me. I always had to make such an effort with girls, but with him it was natural. It was clear that we were both attracted to one another, but we were too scared to do anything about it. Before I knew it the semester had flown by. Everyone was crazy with exams including myself. My calculus class was killing me and I was in risk of failing, which meant I would loose my acad…

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After Art

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It all started when I made the bold move to model for one of my university’s art classes, nude model that is. I figured, ‘Hey, I’m a senior. I’ve already established my reputation. Why the hell not?’ After all, I was captain of the soccer team and had been with enough chicks to have also established the reputation of a ladies man, to say the least. Nude modeling was nothing, a no-brainer, and I certainly needed the extra cash the university was offering to shell out to anyone willing to do the job.

So, my first day of posing for the class went well, no real problems. As I was a jock myself and tended to run with that crowd, I didn’t know anyone in the class. They were more of the artsy type, if you know what I mean. None of the chicks really struck my fancy, so I knew that me pitching a tent by accident and getting really embarrassed was nothing I needed to worry about.

I showed up next class ready to go. I had already changed into my ‘cover up’ as the instructor called it, in other words my bathrobe, and was just shooting the shit with some of the not so cute chicks until the rest of the class arrived when he walked in. I had never seen him around campus before, but he was gorgeous. ‘What was I thinking?’ I started to question myself. ‘I am straight,’ I reminded myself over and over again.

But he was the epitome of what chicks describe as ‘tall, dark, and handsome;’ he truly was. His hair was jet black, and it fell down around his eyes. He was obviously going for that shaggy beach look, and it worked to say the least. His eyes were a deep hazel, and his smile was delicious. His shoulders were broad; I could tell he had a great back and abs just by the way he carried himself into the room. ‘He must have been an athlete too,’ I thought. ‘With a body like that he must hit the gym a lot.’

‘What is going on?’ I finally brought myself back to reality when I realized I was starting to get hard just looking at him.

“Ok everyone,” The instructors voice sent me into a panic. I was hard as hell. “Ready to get started? Michael,” she continued despite my attempts to will her to cancel class for the day. “Are you ready?”

‘Fuck!’ I panicked more and more. ‘What was I going to do? This was beyond embarrassing. I had a stiffy in art class. What the fuck was going on with me?’

“Uhhh,” I stammered. “Can I talk to you for just a minute first,” I gathered my bearings. “I’m sorry, I had meant to before class, but I didn’t see you come in earlier.” I got up from my seat, grabbing the pile of clothes that I desperately wished I was still wearing, and held them in front of my crotch as I walked over towards the instructor’s desk, thankfully in the corner.

“Oh sure Michael. The rest of you get your pads out and pencils sharpened. We’re going to work on shading in particular today, so make sure you have different pencil grades ready to go. Also, make sure you all have your soft erasers. Tomorrow we’re going to use charcoal, so stick with your leads and graphites today please.”

I was beyond grateful for her distraction. It was almost as if she knew what happened. I was already sitting in the chair in front of her desk when she walked back over, “Everything ok? You did so well yesterday. I’m hoping that you haven’t had a change of heart and decided against this. I know it’s hard to get up there in front of the class and pose nude. Are you still ok with doing this?”

Thank God my erection had finally gone away. I don’t know if it was the sudden panic that made me lose it, or if it was because the gorgeous guy was no longer in my sight range, but nevertheless it had gone away, and now more than ever I wanted to stick this out, even if it was just to look at him. ‘Who was this guy?’ I wondered to myself again.

“Uhh no, I’m ok.” I stammered again. ‘Make something up quick,’ I urged myself. “I ummm was just wondering how many classes you were going to be needing me. No one had really specified to me the details before I started.”

“Oh certainly,” she nodded. “We will be using you for 6 sessions, and you will be paid at the end of every class. I forgot last week dear, you’ll have to forgive me. I have two checks for you today after class is over.”

“Okay,” I said. “Thanks.”

Nodding, she smiled and then looked up, “That all? You ready now?”

Still in the clear I nodded yes, stood up, walked over to my perch as I liked to call it, and dropped my robe. Again, just like the first day, stifled giggles erupted from a few of the not so cute chicks. I didn’t care though; I just needed to make sure I didn’t get hard again thinking about the guy with black hair.

I made it through classes three and four all right, with no accidental hard-ons that is. ‘Thank God,’ I thought to myself after each of the classes had ended. Although I do have to say that the boy with black hair was still driving me wild. I had learned, through eavesdropping while standing up in front of the class, that he was a freshman and before coming to school he had been a skier, an alpine skier. ‘So that explains his body,’ I thought to myself, ‘and why I haven’t ever seen him around before.’

Every now and then I would think I caught him looking at me and feel a twinge of excitement, but as soon as I remembered he was looking at me, he was supposed to be drawing me in great detail, I came back down to earth. I still wanted him though, or rather I wanted to know where my fascination with him was coming from. I, of course, hadn’t told any of my friends how I had been feeling and what I was thinking about doing to this kid, about him doing to me, but I couldn’t get him, or it, out of my mind, and I found myself looking forward to each and every class.

Class five came and went, again with no problems, but I found myself dreading class 6, and only because I knew it was the last one. But that’s when it happened. Even to this day we laugh a…

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Joshua and Shawn

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“Yeah man, I never had a night like that.She was all over me and I couldn’t have controlled her if I had wanted to.”"Damn man, you just have all the luck.”As usual Joshua was running his mouth about some girl he hooked up with over the weekend. Everyday at work he had a new story to tell us about some whore and he always had the bite marks or long scratches to prove it. Sometimes I just wanted to scream at him for lying and just tell the guys that I am the one leaving those marks on his neck, along with other places on his body. I could no longer take listening to his lies and watching the other guys foam at the mouth. I went into my office and closed the door.I was working on my reports that had to be out by Thursday, when I heard a knock on my door.”Come in,” I shouted.I saw his head peek through my door and I shot him an icy glare.”Are you mad at me?” he said in a meek and humbled voice.I didn’t respond. He knew I was mad. “Oh Shawn I am so sorry baby, I know you hate it when I tell those stories,but they ask me where I get the marks from and I have to tell them something.”I kept working as if he wasn’t even there. I was so pissed I could have punched him. But I knew I could not look at him because if …

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