This is the story of an encounter I had with a beautiful black guy recently. I hope you all love it as much as I did. I would love to hear from any horny guys out there who got hot and horny after reading my story and would like to hear more.
Em (e2m1o1@hotmail.com)
I am a 19 year old white guy, about six feet tall, medium build with short dark hair and big blue eyes living in south England. I love to work out, swim and run so I have a flat stomach and well developed shoulder and chest muscles. Of course one of the other advantages of working out each day is that I get to look at fit, gorgeous guys in speedos and tight lycra shorts. The sight of a big cock all wrapped up in a pair of tight, speedos just drives me wild.
I am a member of an athletics club and run at 5 and 10K. There are a number of really gorgeous black guys in the club. Most are sprinters with wonderful, well built sprinters bodies. One in particular is absolutely stunning and I have fancied him ever since I first saw him. Lincoln is about 22 and well over six feet tall. He has broad shoulders, rock hard chest muscles, a beautiful slim waist and lovely, sculpted leg muscles. His skin is dark, dark brown, almost ebony. He looks unbelievable as his skin shines with sweat after he has raced or trained. He trains in tight lycra one piece suits that just emphasise every ripple of his gorgeous body. His lovely cock is also perfectly outlined and I spend so long watching this vision train and work out. I have been in the shower with him a few times and wasn't able to take my eyes of his god-like body as he soaped himself down. I didn't know if he realised how much a fancied him, I was hardly very discreet, but he never gave me any sign.
We knew each other reasonably well and travelled back from a meeting in the north of England sitting next to each other on the team coach. Lincoln had come second in a 200 metre sprint in a very tough race. He was complaining that he got a lot of shoulder pain after training. Realising my chance I said what he needed was a good massage to ease the strain in his body. The thought of oiling his stunning body and rubbing his hard, sculpted muscles was something I had fantasised about many times before. I felt my cock growing hard as I talked to him. I prayed he didn't glance down to my lap and see how turned on I was.
I said that I had done a short massage course during the previous summer and I would be happy to help him out He readily agreed so we arranged for me to come round a few days later. My heart raced with the thoughts of my naughty, delicious fantasy coming true.
When I got home that night I raced to my bedroom, got undressed and pulled on a tight black lycra leotard. The leotard was absolutely skin tight and hugged my hard, horny body. My seven inch cock, now rock hard bulged out under the material, my aching balls were outlined underneath. I ran my hand slowly up and down my chest and over my cock and balls, running my figures between my legs. I admired myself in the full length mirror and relished the pressure of the straps over my shoulders and under my arms. I pushed my ass out a little and ran my hands over my hard bum. I felt so horny it was unbelievable. I just wanted Lincoln to be there now, to fuck me and screw me until I screamed. My cock leaked precum as a rubbed it again. I stood there looking at myself in the mirror, my cock hard and leaking precum into the material and my balls aching, working, rubbing my cock wanting to be fucked until ... I came hard and strong, cum leaking under the material making it wet, sticky and slick. I went and lay on the bed and put my hand under the material, scooping up my come on to my fingers. I put them to my mouth and sucked tasting the salty sweetness and dreaming of Lincoln, wishing it was his come I was tasting in my hot mouth.
The following Wednesday I found myself cycling around to Lincoln's flat. My heart racing and my cock semi hard as it had been all day, thoughts of Lincoln's beautiful black body and a sensual massage never far from my mind. I knocked on his door, my pulse going mad and my body shaking slightly with fear and anticipation. Lincoln opened the door. He was wearing just a pair of very tight skimpy white swimming shorts, almost shining against his ebony skin. His cock and huge balls were outlined underneath his knickers. My eyes devoured his luscious body. I felt myself growing hard. I was wearing just a pair of skin tight black lycra running shorts and a tight short white tee shirt, stretched across my broad chest. My erect nipples and hardening cock jutted out under my clothes. Lincoln smiled as he looked me over.
"Come in" he said "I've been looking forward to this..."
To be continued.
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