This is a true story: If you are in any way offended by gay literature or descriptions of sex between guys and any swearing, you are strongly advised to leave this page:
"Beep Beep". I was lying in bed, taking a nap after a late night at the bar yesterday, and a hard day at work, when my phone received the sms text mesage. I looked at the clock once I'd rubbed my eyes: It was 22.32.
"Aup wat u up to?". I read the message and knew from the spelling it was Kyle. Straight away I started to get horny. But then I remembered he had text me 2 nights ago saying he was coming round, was on his way after checking the coast was clear and 2 hours later but never arrived despite several messages to and fro, me saying 'where are you?' and him replying 'on my way'.
"You comin?" I replied. "If you want me to?" was his reply. "Yes OK" I replied once more.
Let me tell you bout Kyle: He is one handsome black brutha 6'3" or taller maybe, 210 lbs and with what I would call puppy fat. He is after all just turned 18, but looks more mature. I was shocked when he told me his age, 3 weeks ago when we caught each others eye whilst walking home from work. We stopped, swapped numbers and he came round that night, and told me he had a girl friend and she knew he was BI. We had met before about a year ago outside the block where I live as I was heading out one evening for a gay bar nearby, he was on his mobile, leaning against the wall, one leg up. I saw him, eyed him as I walked passed. I looked back a couple of times to see him watchin me, and I wasn't sure whether he was lookin at me 'cos he liked me or if he saw me a an easy victim to mug. I live close to an area known for black crime. So I stopped at a shop window of the chemist making out I was lookin' in when I saw him walking towards me. "Shit!" my heart was racing, should I move or stand my ground? He came close, smiled and said "Hi" to which I nervously smiled and said something. "Where u goin?" he asked so I said out for a drink. "You got somewehere to go?" - I was taken aback, cos even though I am confident about most things, I wasn't expecting this. So to cut this part short we went back to my place and we did everything, as we did 3 weeks ago.
Now about me: My name is Richard. I'm 49 nearly 50, white and am straight acting. Most people say they would never guess I was gay. I lost my virginity to a woman, but sex with women never felt quite right; I always knew from the schoolboy wanks and games we played that I was into cock. So when I read in the local paper about "certain goings-on" at a local area I was fascinated - turned out it was a cruising area where gay guys linked up. I was 27 then and had never had full sex with a guy and wanted to try it. The first time I went I was so scared I ran off when I saw people coming, but curiosity got me there the next night and that was when I met the guy I live with now. I still love him, but as he has a lung disease (thru smoking) he gets out of breath easily: we came to an arrangement a few years back which allows me to have sex with another guy. I don't actively look for sex, but if it happens it's cool. I would never leave him and anyone that I meet I tell them it's just for sex or friendship.
Back to tonight: Would Kyle turn up this time? I didn't have to wait too long. 15 minutes later the door bell rang. There he was; slightly drunk having been out with some work friends, and smiling, dressed in black Nike gear that is the trend. God this guy was hot. I showed him in, we looked at each other then started to kiss. "lets go to the bedroom" I said and he followed. Kyle doesn't usually say a lot, but I could tell that he was raring to go. Turns out later he told me he had rowed with his girlfriend today and was not seeing her possibly for a while. Maybe that's why he needed some ass.
I slowly undressed Kyle. He stood there whilst I undressed him from behind, feeling his thick black meat through his trackies which in turn made me rise. I pressed my cock against his ass, he is 4" taller than me so I could only reach the bottom of his neck to kiss. Slowly I pulled down his Nike bottoms, then his pants. Staight away he was hard, and his cock sprang out in front of him a good 8". I took his top off over his head, still from behind and I felt his nipples which are small and his smooth black skin - no hair at all apart from his pubes. I turned him to face me. He was letting me do what I want, bearing in mind his size he could have probably killed me. I guess thats part of the thrill, having control over such a guy. I undressed myself. I'm quite fit for my age, although I wish I could lose a couple of pounds round the waist - that gay thing - always trying to look better. He took his Nike shoes off and slid the tracksuit and pants off too. I guided him to lie on his back on the bed.
He lay back and closed his eyes..he knew what came next. I slowly took his black rod and licked the tip, then sucked it slolwly then more rapidly. He groaned. His legs started to instinctively lift as I felt his balls, urging me to go further underneath towards his rear hole. First one finger, then two then building up to three then stopped. I reached for some lube put on a disposable surgical glove, then started again. One. two three -all without too much resistance, then four fingers, all the time sucking his cock. Kyle moaned and urged me to carry on. My fist was now in to just past the knuckles and at last he moaned it was too much. He wanted the real thing. I stood up, put on a condom, and made him kneel on the bed with his ass in the air. I looked at his lovely ass - it was waiting for me almost begging me to dive in to his tunnel. I pushed forard and he moaned again. After a while of differnet positions and his insatiability, he said something which I wasn't expecting. "can I fuck you?" he asked.
I wasn't sure if i'd be able to take his meat as it had been a little while - most guys than I fancy are straight types that prefer to be bottom. "OK" I said. So we switched places and he put on a rubber. I lubed myself with liquid silk - its a lube that is easily washable with water, not sticky like KY. I got on my knees and awaited the pain of being forced open. He was a gentle giant... he fingered me slowly with his large finger, then lined me up with his cock, taking aim like a sniper. It went in and I worked against his slow gentle thrusts until he was all in. Wow this felt good! All through he was asking me "You like my cock? You like being fucked by my cock? I responded "Yes" each time. I worked with his rythym for about 10 mins until he was ready. "I'm gonna cum - d'ya wan it?" " I encouraged Kyle.."give it me!" I said and felt his cock swell so I knew he was about to shoot. I reached under to feel his ballsack tighten as he pumped harder "ugh ugh " he groaned as his spunk filled the johnny in my ass, and he gripped my hips even tighter. He slowly pulled out, I collapsed on my stomach and breathed deeply.
After a clean up in the bathroom, we got dressed, chattin a little, and I showed him to the lift lobby where we kissed goodnight. "I'll see ya later" he said. "I hope so" was my reply. I went back inside, tidied up the mess of used condoms and lube etc. had a shower went to bed with a huge smile on my face.
Hope you like this story: I could recount other true stories in this way. If interested , please tell me what you think Richard. email is richardis2004@msn.com