Date: Sat, 29 Jan 2022 22:53:08 +0000
From: MyNiftyEmail <myemail4nifty@protonmail.com>
Subject: Black Cock Meets White Ass

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Being a gay, black, man, I always get asked to show my cock because they
want to know if it's really true about the size of a black man cock.  I do
like showing it off though.  I've got a nice, large, 11 inch, cut cock that
makes guys get nervous about being fucked after they see it at it's
extended, hard length.

I was exceptionally horny one afternoon while I was at work so I brought
out my personal laptop to get an online chat site up.  I'm in my early 40s
and am not shy about telling people that I like younger age, college boys
who want to experiment with a black cock.  I love hearing the sounds of
boys as my nearly 11"cut cock starts to split their ass open.  I love when
boys think they have a large cock and compare it to mine only to find out
they are only half my length, and half my width.

It didn't take very long for a young boy, a little younger than I normally
chat with, but with a decent profile that didn't get all weird and crazy,
and had a very cute pic attached.  His profile said that he was 15, a
freshman in high school, and ran on the track team, but usually came in the
middle of the pack when it came to scoring.  Since it was a local chat room
I asked if he was in the area, or just chatting to guys in this area.  He
said that he was in one of the suburbs of the same city I lived near and
from my town to his was a whole whopping ten miles.  Though from where I
worked it was 30 miles.

He said that he liked my profile and picture and though hadn't been with a
black man yet, had been with two white men, and had seen a couple of his
black classmates naked when they were in the locker room.  He said that he
had seen a lot of black men porn on the internet fucking young, white,
twinks, and he was super turned on by that.  He wasn't sure yet if he
wanted to try it, but liked to chat with black men when he was online.

We chatted for the next several hours in between what I had to do for work
and the chores that he was doing at home.  He said that he liked summer
when he didn't have schoolwork, but his mom and dad made up for it by
giving him a lot of chores to do while they were at work.  But at least he
could chat while he was doing them.  We chatted in a way that I got a lot
of information about him, without giving him too much information about
myself.  Though after a few hours of chat if the site had friends I would
have added him.

It started to get close to the time when I was going to be able to get off
shift when he asked if I'd be into meeting up with him.  He read my mind
when he added that he figured because of his age I wasn't going to be the
one to ask.  I laughed at the comment, but said yes, I probably wouldn't
have.  Since he did live fairly close to where I did I said yea, I'd be up
for that and if he knew anywhere around his place to do.  He said he
didn't, but was sure if we drove around for a while we could find some
place.

He said that there was going to be a major softball tournament at a sports
park not far from where he lived and we could do our initial meet up there.
I told him that sounded like a great place to meet and what time I could
get there and what I'd be wearing.  He gave me a time to meet at and said
that he would be at field number four wearing a pair of Toronto Blue Jays
shorts and a while t-shirt. I told him cool, and that I'd see him in a bit
then after I stopped home first and changed clothes.  After that, we both
signed off.

I wouldn't have said I was horny thinking about this meetup while I was on
the way home.  The boy I was chatting with didn't seem particularly horny
either as most of our chat was just generalized with only the occasional
mention of something sexual.  But when I got home I quickly changed out of
my business attire, put on a pair of cargo shorts and a t-shirt, put some
deodorant on, and went back out to my car to drive over to the sports park.

He wasn't kidding when he said that there ws going to be a major tournament
because the parking lot was nearly full.  As soon as I got out of my car I
could hear the cheers, chants, and the sound of bats hitting balls from
every direction.  I looked on the park map to see where field number four
was and started to make my way up in that direction.

I found field four easily enough, now had the hard part of finding a white
boy in Toronto shorts in a mad house of people.  There were a couple of
picnic tables set up for people eating concessions so I went to an empty
one and kinda half sat on the table with one foot up on the bench as I
started to watch watch for younger boys in blue shorts.  I'd been there for
about five minutes when a boy matching the discription of the one I was
given started to walk close to the table that I was at.  I gave him a
little wave hoping he would know that it meant he was the one I was looking
for.  He acknowledged and moved his head in a way that said "follow me",
walked within five feet of where I was sitting, and continued walking down
the path that I had walked up to the field.

I gave him about a ten second lead and started following him down the path.
I was thinking maybe he was there with his family and he didn't want them
seeing him talking to a strange man.  I followed him back down to the
parking lot and then to an outside sidewalk.  As I followed him he let me
close up the distance until we were right next to each other like I was
walking past him.

"Do you wanna go across the street to McDonalds and get a booth to chat?"
he asked.  "I didn't know the park was going to be that busy with no place
to go or I would have thought of somewhere better."

"Yea," I replied.  "That sounds great.  I could use something to eat as
well."

So we did a little jaywalking across the street and into the McDonalds.  It
was a fairly large restaurant so we were able to find a booth way in the
back that nobody else was even near.  We went up and placed an order for
some burgers and drinks so we wouldn't get kicked out for loitering and
then came back to the booth to make ourselves comfortable.

"My name's Nate," he said as he unwrapped his burger.

"Nice to meet you, Nate," I answered, unwrapping mine, "My name's Dillion."

"That's a cool name," he said smiling as he started in on the burger.  "I
was half expecting you to say some crazy African name that I'd be hard to
pronounce.

Laughing, I said, "Yea.  My family is fully American and gave up the
African names a long time ago."

I thought he looked pretty cute too for a boy his age, though I'd never
been actually sexually attracted to a minor before.  He was a little
shorter than I was expecting, being 5'3" or 5'4" at the max.  All I could
see is that he was going to have to get a growth spurt or two if he was
going to make 5'10" by graduation.  He was pretty thin, but not skinny,
which made it look like he was barely a hundred pounds.  He had
blondish-brown hair that was cut in an early Justin Bieber style, though
Nate looked nothing at all like the singer.  He had a cute smile on his
face that was finished out by a pair of black, thick frame, not lenses,
glasses.

Since we were essentially alone in the part of the restaurant we were
sitting in, I figured I'd get right to the point about why we were both
sitting there at that time.  "So, are you attracted to black guys, or just
interested in them because of what you've seen in porn?"

I could see his head spinning for an answer, but he came up with, "I guess
I'm more just interested in them at the moment.  I mean there are a lot of
good looking black guys that I've seen.  It's just like I wonder how their
body size can be the same as a white guys, but the black guys dick is
twice, or three times, as big."

"I know what you mean," I said taking a handful of fries into my mouth.  "I
used to think just the opposite.  Why am I so big and all the white guys so
small.  Have you ever had sex with anyone yet?"

Wiping down a slop of mustard that was rolling down his chin, he said,
"Only twice.  Once with a boy my age when we were on a Scout campout when
we were 13, and then last summer when I was 14 with a guy who was 21 going
to college near by."

"Oh, nice man," I said finishing off my burger, "How did those go?"

"Not to bad," he said finishing off the last of his fries, "They werent
great or anything, but they were fun."

"That sucks that they weren't great.  Why do you say they weren't?"

He leaned back in his booth a bit and took a long suck on the straw of his
soda and said, "Well, when we were 13 neither of us really knew what we
were doing, and I don't think either of us was actually fucking the other.
It was more just pushing on each others butts until we came."

"OK," I replied, "I can see that.  That's why they always say kids
experiment with sex.  What about the other guy?"

"He got all the way into me, that's for sure," he said, "But when he got
in, he didn't last very long.  He maybe fucked a dozen strokes before he
came in my butt, but he couldn't get it up again to try for a second.  So I
just got dressed and left."

"Yea, that happens too man.  I've been both the victim and the perpetrator
of that.  It's nothing to be ashamed of.  We can't always perform at a
hundred percent, a hundred percent of the time."

"I know what you mean though," he said, making that sucking on the empty
part of his soda sound.  I know I'll meet someone someday that knows what
he's doing, and can last a while doing it."

Finishing off my soda as well, I said, "I'm sure you will.  There are
plenty of people out there that do both."

He looked around a little bit, making sure the couple that had sat down a
while ago were still far enough away not to be able to hear the
conversation, when he asked, "Would you wanna go somewhere private?  I
could show you mine, if you're interested, if I can see yours."

"Sure," I said, "I'd be up for going somewhere else, but I don't know
anything about this area to know where anything private is."

"That's OK," he said, "I've lived in this dump my whole life.  I've had
plenty of time to figure out where all the good, private, places are."

"Very nice then.  Do you have a specific place already in mind?"

"Yea," he said.  "Let me refil my soda and I'll tell you."

"OK," I said, which I doubt he heard because he had already sprinted off to
the soda maching.  When he returned, he sat back down with a thud, took a
deep drink, and said, "Just a few miles out of town on the C19 road, right
before you get to the McNeery Cheese Factory sign, there is an unmarked
dirt road that takes you behind the thick lot of trees, and into what
everyone calls the McNeery Forest.  The trees get pretty thick back there,
but the road is still managable.  After a couple of miles you start to see
little open areas that have picnic tables.  It's an old, unused, camping
ground that nobody goes to anymore because it isn't maintained."

When he got done with his explanation, I made my own quick run to fill up
soda.  "Sounds like a good place to go," I said when I got back.  "And
nobody is going to send anyone out there to see what we're doing there?"

"Hell no," he said with almost a laugh.  "That part out of town and I bet
that nobody sees you turn off the road.  And it's far enough back that you
could hear another car coming long before you saw it.  And it is still a
public park with no posted hours, so we could say that we were back there
just checking it out for a future campout weekend."

"OK then," I said, checking my watch for the time and seeing that it was
still early at just after 6pm.  "How about the folks you were with at the
softball park?" I asked, taking the assumption that he had been there with
someone.

"Oh.  I wasn't with anyone there.  It's only a few blocks from my house, so
I just walked."

"And nobody's going to be wondering where you are at all?"

"Nope," he said.  "My only curfew is to be home by 11pm so my parents know
I'm home before they go to bed."

"That's decent in the summer for a kid," I said.

Laughing, he said, "Yea, and if I need to I can always sneak out again
about an hour later after they've fallen asleep."

"Yes," I replied, "I remember the days of sneaking out of our house when I
was a kid too.  But I had to be careful so I didn't fall off the house."

This got Nate to really laugh, and asked, "So do you wanna go then?"

"Sure," I answered, "Get going now before it gets too late."

So we got our trays collected and dumped them in the trash on the way out
the door.  We jaywalked across the road again, and walked back up the
sidewalk to the parking lot of the softball park where my truck was.

"Oh my God," he said when I pointed out my truck, "Black men with big black
cocks driving big black trucks."  I had to let out a good laugh at that
one.

I unlocked the doors and watched him climb in and get situated so he could
get the seat belt on.  I got up into the drivers side, clipped on my belt,
and gave the truck it's starting roar.

He started giving me directions, and saying how nice the truck was, as soon
as we left the parking lot.  He was right about C19 being a lonely country
road.  The sign he was talking about turned out to be about five miles out
of town, and from the city limits to the sign I only saw one car going in
the opposite direction, and there was nobody even close to behind us.  Once
he pointed out the cheese factory sign in the distance I started slowing
down so I wouldn't go past the unmarked road he said we needed to turn on.

I got slowed down just as we came up on the sign and could just make out
the unmarked road that he said we needed to turn on.  Unmarked road was an
understatement, it was more like a path through the weeds that had been
driven over so many times that nothing grew there anymore.  In about thirty
seconds I had rounded the corner and we were in the forrest.  I looked over
to my left in the direction of the C19 and the trees were thick enough that
I couldn't see the road through them.  The rest of the road to the
campsite, though very unused, was still established enough to tell that
there was a road there at one time.

After what seemed like ten minutes more, driving slow enough through the
tight fitting trees, making sure I didn't hit any of them, just as Nate
said we would, and him pointing to the front in the distance, we drove up
on the first of several campsites.  Unmaintained was right.  There was
barely a small open area where someone could pitch a tent, a picnic table
that took up about half the open space, and one of those camp grilling
things that I bet had anyone used would have burned the town down.

"The road loops around in a big circle now," Nate said.  "So if we go to
the fourth or fifth site we'll be as far back as we can go."  So when we
both counted what we thought was the fourth campsite I pulled off the
little road and parked in the open area meant for tents.  Like there was
going to be someone coming up behind us anyhow, right?

I turned off the truck and we both climbed out and started kicking branches
and leaves around as we made our way to the picnic table that for some
reason looked like it was chained to the ground.

We both sat up on the table and put our feet up onto the benches and then
had that moment of awkward silence.  After a minute or two of that, I could
tell he must have been a little nervous to actually ask to do the deed now
that we were in a place where he could ask.  But after another minute or so
he broke the silence by asking, "So, would it be OK if I saw yours?  Like I
said, I'll show you mine too then, if you want."

I kinda gave myself an overhead stretch of the arms and gave out a little
yawn like I was tired, and answered, "Well, that was the main reason we
drove all the way out here, right?" And I saw him nod yes as I added, "And
yes, if I'm going to show you mine, I'd expect to seee yours in return."

I stepped off the bench, gave another little overhead stretching yawn, this
time pulling my shirt off over my head as well, and tossing it up onto the
table.  I took a few steps so I was standing in front of him and began to
unfasten the belt that was helping to keep my cargo shorts up.  I looked up
at Nate's face as I got the clasp undone and was lowering the fly zipper.
He had the look of absolute lust on his face.  His look reminded me of the
old movie "Private Lessons" when a teen boy is asked by his house maid if
he wants to watch her strip.  I unbuttoned the fly and let my shorts fall
to the ground leaving me standing there in just a pair of tight fitting,
black, Hanes boxerbriefs.

I looked at his face again as I picked up my shorts and tossed them on the
table with my shirt and saw that he was practically druling.  If he eyes
were any bigger they would be popping out of their eye sockets.  And though
I couldn't see into his shorts, I was pretty sure he was rock hard and
probably working a gallon or two of precum.

He could tell now that I wasn't lying about the size of my cock.  Though at
this point it was only semi-hard, it was still nearly 3/4 the way down my
boxers, and was very distinctly showing againt the tightness of the boxers.
I gave him a little tease by turning around and starting to lower my boxers
so he got a look at my ass while I worked my cock out of it's housing.
After I got out of my boxers, and picked them up from the ground, I slowly
turned around and let Nate see the full glory of his first black cock.

"Fuck me," he said as his eyes took in the enormity of my cock standing in
front of him.  At this point, I was almost hoping that those words were
going to be an invitation.

He scooted himself off the table to stand closer, and quickly sank to his
knees in order to get a better look. "I knew it was going to be big," he
said as kneeled down and sat his butt down on his feet, "but I didn't think
it was going to be like that."

"Do you like what you see then," I asked as a little twitch went pulsing
through my cock making it jump a bit.

"Yea, I do." he answered while reaching out and taking a hold of it with
his right hand.  Normally I would have said something about him not asking
first before touched, but I was in a very forgiving mood, and he was a
super cute kid.  I don't know why I thought it, but the term "Geeky Hot"
came to mind about him.  He was that kid that had that geekly look to him,
yet at the same time, that's what made you think he looked hot at the same
time.

His fingers could barely wrap all the way around it's girth, and looking
down at him, my cock could cover up a good portion of his face.  He gave it
a few strokes, just amazed that someone could have a cock as big as mine.
"Well, don't say mine's the biggest," I said watching him stroke it, and
letting his thumb roam around the head, "I've seen men in the 24Hour
Fitness locker rooms that have one's of even bigger size."

"Fuck," was all he said.  He stood up on his knees again, repositioned
himself just a bit, and before I realized what he was doing, but his mouth
up to my cock head and tried to take it in to suck on.

"Whow now," I said, as I felt that warm, white, teen, mouth try to wrap
it's way around my cock.

Nate pulled his head back quickly thinking that he had done something
wrong.  "I'm sorry," he apologized.

"It's OK," I assured him, "I just wasn't expecting that.  You can keep
going if you want, just don't try to do more than you can handle."

He didn't say anything in reply, just looked at me with the puppy dog look,
leaned forward, and again tried to put the head of my cock in his mouth.
It was an incredible sight to see, never having had a boy of his age try to
give me a blow job, but this kid was doing a surpurb with what he could
handle.  He had to open his mouth super wide, which meant that from time to
time I'd feel his teeth slide across the shaft, or scrape across the head.

I didn't want to pass up this opportunity so I told him to hand on there
while I quickly went to the truck to retrieve my cell phone.  As I walked
back to Nate, I quickly opened up the video recorder app and hit record.
When I got back to where I had been before, I pointed the camera down so I
could see his face along with my cock and told him to continue.  I think by
recording what he was doing it made him even hornier.  Though he was stilll
only getting barely the head of my cock in his mouth he was moaning of pure
lust and enjoyment.

After a few minutes, and figuring that his jaw had to be getting sore from
how wide he was opening it, I pulled my cock out of his mouth, put my hands
under his armpits, and lifted him up into a standing position.  With him
being as short as he was, I was towering over him at 6'2".  I put my hands
on his waist so I could go under his shirt, and though I'd be exageratting,
it felt like he was small enough that I could touch thumbs on the front
side, and feel my fingers touch again on the backside.  Of course nobody is
that small, but I'm sure you get the idea.  I gently raised his shirt up,
and he instinctly raised his arms up so I could pull his shirt off over his
head.

His chest was an amazing sight to see.  Like I'd said before, I've never
been sexually attracted to boys of his age before.  Yea, sure I thought
that some were cute, and some were hot, but it wasn't like I was going home
and then jacking off thinking about teenagers.  Maybe if they were 18 or
19, but surely not at the age of 15.  But this boy was making my heart
thump even harder than it usually did when I was with a hot younger guy on
a hookup.  His chest was silky smooth with barely dime sized, lightly
browned nipples.  My thumb was nearly twice the width of his nipples.  I
ran my right hand flat against his chest and worked my way down to his
belly.  He had a nicel little inny belly button, and not even the slightest
trace of a happy trail.  He had his shorts sagging low enough so I could
see a nicely defined V-Line, the type that many of us would love to get
back from our teen years.

It was now my turn to kneel down.  When he was kneeling in front of me my
crotch was still almost above his head.  When I kneeled down I could almost
stretch as far as I could go and be able to suck his nipples.  His Toronto
shorts were drawstring and elastic band so I didn't have to mess with a
belt and zipper at all.  I got my fingers in between his shorts and his
underwear and slowly worked them down over what I could really tell was the
super hardness of a teenage cock.  When his shorts reached the groud he was
easily able to step out of them without having to take his sandles off.  He
was wearing the type that actually fasten to the feet, but are open air
enough that they are still called sandles.

"Oh, look at that," I said pointing to a little wet spot on his tighty
whiteies.

"Oh my God," he replied, his face immediately going a blush red.

"No worries there, Nate," I said back.  "We all give off a bit of precum
from time to time.  Just wait until you start having wet dreams."

"Spare me," he said at the idea of waking up having cum in his sheets.

I slid my hands up the back of his underwear from the bottom feeling the
softest set of ass cheeks that I'd ever had in my hands.  With my hands on
his backside, I leaned forward and and licked from the base of his cock
through his underwear and sucked on the head while it was still hidden
away.  I could feel his body shaking.

I pulled my hands away from under his underwear and hooked each side of his
waist with my fingers and started to lower his underwear down.  I pulled
the front away just far enough to get it over his cock and started to pull
them down his legs.  His underwear revealed one of the most stunning cocks
that I'd ever seen. Accounting for his stature, his now rock hard cock was
perfectly sized for his body.  He was also perfectly circumcised.  Doctors
will usually either cut to much of the foreskin off, or will leave a bit to
much on.  Whoever did his must have been a master.  Goldie Locks dick.  He
was incredibly smooth as well, so I had to ask him if that was natural or
did he shave it.

"I shaved it this afternoon after we chatted and I was hanging out waiting
till the time we were going to meet up."

"Very nice," I said, just amazed at how smooth he had gotten himself.  Some
boys will knick themselves with their razors, or miss an area.  He had done
an excellent job and made himself feel as smooth as the day he was born.

"Yea," he answered, "I heard most guys like smooth.  So I figured if I was
going to show you mine I'd make it smooth too."

"Well, that was just perfect then," I said as I grabbed ahold of his cock
and nearly made it disappear in my hand.  He let out a loud, hard, moan as
my hand wrapped around his cock.  He put his hands on my shoulders to
steady himself a bit so he didn't fall over.

I uncorked my hand from his cock and replaced the emptyness in my hand with
his soft balls. I started twisting and turning them in my hand, while my
left hand worked it's way behind him to take hold of his ass, and I stuck
out my tongue and gave that rock hard, teenage, boy cock a lick across it's
head.  He probably had an 8.5 earthquake go through his body right then.
And before the quake was over I had taken his whole cock into my mouth and
was sucking on it like I was doing to the straw at McDonalds.

He let out a scream that I was glad nobody could hear when he felt my warm
mouth wrap itself tightly around his cock.  I would suck on his cock for a
minute before then moving my mouth down to his balls.  I'd take each of his
nuts into my mouth and roll it around with my tongue, pulling on it some as
well.  I sent shock waves through this boys body when I placed one of those
teenage nuts between my teeth and gave them just a bit of a nibble.

"Oh fuck," he'd scream.  "Ahhhhhhhh," he'd yell and try to get my mouth off
his nuts.

I told him to turn around and get down on his hands and knees.  I think he
was very happy that this gave him the opportunity to get off his knees
which were shaking so badly that he could hardly stand up anymore.  When he
did, he showed me the most beautiful white boy ass I'd seen in a long time.
I gave it a nice hard spank which turned his butt red fairly quickly.

"Oh fuck, boy," I said with as much lust in my eyes as he had had.  "This
is a beautiful ass," I complimented as I placed a hand on each of his
cheeks and spread them apart to reveal that lushous, tight, pink, hole.  I
leaned forward and got my tongue out and started to lick from the bottom of
his ball, up and over his hole which made his body shudder, and up to the
top of his crack.  I went back down and lingered at his hole, deeply
licking, and working my tongue into the tightness of his ass as far as it
would go.

The moans, whimpers, and yells this kid was making was getting my cock rock
hard as well.  It was amazing being at a place where I didn't have to worry
about how loud my partner was getting.  Either in my apartment, or at
theirs as well, I was always trying to keep the noise level down so I
didn't get any noise complaints.  It was so great being out here in the
open, God knows how far away from the next person, and just letting my
partner scream and yell as much as he wanted to.

I felt bad for my next comment, but I told him to stay just like that for a
minute and quickly went to the passenger side and grabbed a travel size
bottle of lube that I kept for unexpected Grindr hookups.  I got back to
him, repositioned the camera in the phone so it would capture his whole
body, and took up the spot behind him, between his legs, again.  I quickly
lubed up two of my fingers on my right hand, and before he could ask me
what I was doing, had pushed them into his ass quickly until they were 2nd
knuckle deep.  The deep, long, moan that came out of him then was enough
perk up my cock again and start to get it hammer hard.

"Oh my God.  UMMMM.  Fuck," he was moaning.  "God, that feels so good.
Don't stop what you're doing."

I wasn't planning on stopping, and I'm sure by now he knew I was working my
way up to the big ticket item.

I continued to finger fuck his sweet, tight, white, ass with my black
fingers.  By now I had worked his ass open enough that my fingers were
disappearing completely into his ass until it was the knuckles on my wrist
that were right up against his hole.  I pulled the two fingers out, and
without a moment to lose, put a third finger down and slid them back
inside.

He let out a hard yelp as he felt that protective muscle in his ass get
stretched to allow that third finger in.  As I was using the fingers on my
right hand to stretch his ass open, I was using my left hand to lube up the
front end of my cock more than I knew that I was going to need.  When I
felt that he body, mind, and attitude were ready, I pulled my fingers from
his ass, knelt up behind him and laid my rock hard 11", thick, black cock
down the crack of his ass.

I could feel his body tense up with the anticipation.  I started running my
cock up and down the crack of his ass.  I heard him whisper to himself "I'm
ready.  I'm ready." over and over again as I reached over to grab my camera
from the spot it had been recording at so I could see how big my cock was
against his tiny white ass.  To say the contrast was dynamic was an
understatement.  Just outside his ass my cock was long enough to go from
where his hole was to an inch or two at the bottom of his back.

I poured a massive amount of lube down the crack of his ass and relubed the
entire length of my cock.  I backed myself up till I could put the tip of
the head of my cock up against his still tight, but at least somewhat
worked open, pink hole, and started to push in.

"Oh, your ass is going to put up a fight now, isn't it," I asked as I heard
him nearly scream as the wide head of my cock started to do what my fingers
had been doing just a few minutes ago.

"Oh God. Oh God," he said as he leaned forward and buried his head into his
arms that were resting on the ground.  "Your cock is to big.  It's not
gonna fit," he was moaning, but not saying stop either.

"Yes boy," I answered, taking a brief pause, but not pulling out, "My cock
is going to spread that ass open wide before it goes into you."

Looking down at my cock in his ass, it was barely the head of it that was
stretching him open.  I poured some more lube on my cock where it was
meeting the entrance to his ass and continued to slowly push.  He hadn't
said stop yet, just continued to moan, squirm, squeek, and yell as my thick
cock continued to open up the doorway to his ass to let my cock in.  Had I
been an average white guy at this point, I probably would have been past
his gatekeeper and deep into his guts by now.

I started pushing a little bit harder, and then a little harder again as I
felt the resistance at his hole begin to give way to the onslaught.  "I
didn't think I'd be fucking anyone today, let alone a little hot, white boy
like yourself."

"Oh my God, fuck no," I didn't think I'd be getting fucked by a hot black
guy today either," he said beween his moans and growns.  "I didn't think
I'd be getting fucked just back when we were at the McDonald's."

As I kept pushing my cock forward into his ass, I could feel that tight
entry to his ass open up more and more as it gave way to the pressure of my
cock being forced onto it.  "Can you feel my cock opening you up?" as I
felt his shudder.

"It hurts," he said in a way that almost made me want to see if he was
crying.  "It hurts so much."

"Do you want me to stop?" I asked him.  Is my black cock to big for your
little teenage ass?"

"Fuck no," he yelled almost crying, "I want to feel it all the way in me.
Bust me open and go deep," he screamed.

"As you wish," I said pouring another dutiful load of lube on my cock right
at his ass.  Once lubed I pushed my cock forward again and now he wasn't
moaning and whimpering at each push, he was screaming as he felt the inside
of his ass being pushed apart more and more.

My phone cam in my hand was doing a great job recording the actions and
sounds of this little adventure.  I knew that this was going to be one of
the few sex tapes that I'd made that I was going to watch over and over
again.  The action may not have been fast and hard, but the contrast of
small verses larger, older verses younger, and black verses white, plus
hearing the sounds he was making throughout, I knew this was going to make
a fantastic video.

I could feel his ass muscle being stretched to it's ultimate by my cock
that I couldn't say was actually inside his ass yet.  If we stopped now
he'd have to continue to consider himself a virgin.  I was thinking to
myself that I should have brought some poppers for him to inhale to make
him relax more and allow my cock to open him up a bit easier.  Oh well,
next time, I thought.  I already knew I wanted a next time with this kid.

"Oh fuck, Nate," I said, "I feel your ass is almost open enough."

"God, fuck, please," he said burying his head into his arms. "It hurts so
much, but I want you to keep doing it.  I still want to feel it actually
inside of me.  Just fuck me, please."  He was begging to continue to get
fucked as his body was screaming at him to stop.

"I want to feel my cock inside you as well," I said as I continued to push
against the resistance of his ass.  I could feel that my cock was right on
the brink of letting my cock through, which I knew was going to send Nate
screaming into the next century.

I repositioned myself slightly again and brought both hands to his hips
after setting my phone down in a spot where it could see all the action.
Once set, and knowing I was so close to breaking him open, I started push
hard against that tightness without a break.  I was going to make his ass
take my cock now or never.  I could feel Nate body shaking under me, his
screams getting louder as he could now feel that he was near the breaking
point.

I kept the pressure up on his ass, deeper and deeper I was going, wider and
wider his ass was getting, until he was there.  "Oh fuck, Nate," I screamed
into the woods, "Here we go man!!"  I felt his open up the last little bit,
and at the same time he finally let me enter his body I pulled back hard on
his hips and felt my cock finally bust past that resistance and felt my
cock deep into his bowels.  Thank God we were miles out of town.  They say
when you're in space nobody can hear you scream, but the same can be said
for out in the middle of nowheres on the surface too.  Nate screamed as he
felt the width and length of my cock invade his hole for real.

I hardly let him have a moments breather before I had one hand on his hips,
the other hand on his shoulder, and started to fuck him with all earnesty.
I pulled back just to the point of nearly coming out of his ass before
thrusting back forward making him scream again as the full width of my cock
continued to stretch open his ass, and the length of my cock going as deep
as it could which was about 3/4 the way.  I picked up my camera for a few
minutes and pointed it down at his ass so I'd be able to show him how much
of my 11"cut cock was going into his ass and how wide his ass was open to
allow it.

I was close to cumming now and told Nate that I was going to cum deep into
his ass.  "Fuck yes," he said, "I'm so close too.  Fuck it into me so I can
take it home.  Bust your cum into my ass."

He grabbed his cock between his legs and started to jack himself off while
I was still fucking deep into his ass.  I handed him my camera and told him
to have it record his face as he pulled on his cock to make himself cum,
and then me cumming into his ass.  He propped up the camera as I asked then
propped himself up with one arm while he used his other hand jack his cock
off.

"Oh fuck man," he yelled into the woods, "I"m gonna cum.  I'm gonna cum."
I reached up and placed one hand on his shoulder and started plowing his
ass even harder.  "I'm shooting now," he screamed.  "Oh God, fuck me, I'm
cumming," he screamed again, and felt his body tense up and then just
unleashed a torrent of boy cum out of his cock and onto the ground below
him.

Once I felt him unleash the cum from his cock I started yelling loudly,
"Fuck Nate, here it comes.  Here it comes," and felt my own hot cum erupt
from my balls and shoot deep into his ass.  I knew for a fact that my cum
was going to shoot out of his mouth from how deep I was inside him.  I
grunted, I moaned, I pulled his body deep onto my ass making him scream
again even after he cock was done emptying his balls.

When I felt the last of my cum drain from my balls into his ass, I very
gently backed my cock off his now well used ass.  I was almost expecting to
see a little blood from how wide and deep I'd gotten into his ass, but
there wasn't a single drop.  His ass puckered wide a few times before being
a good teen ass and closing up quickly again.

"Oh, fuck me.  That was amazing," he said as he slowly started to get up
and fing out where his clothes had been tossed to.  "I'm going to feel your
cock in me for weeks," he said laughing a bit as he pulled his underwear
and shorts back on.

"Yea? Ya think," I asked. "I'm gonna feel your ass on my cock for the same
amount of time, I think."

We finished getting dressed and hopped back into the truck for the ride
back into town.

"I hope we can do that again sometime," he said as we were getting close
back to the softball fields.

"I'd love to," I replied.  "I don't usually make it a habit with boys as
young as you.  Especially those interested in taking big black cock.  But
for you, I'll make an exception."

"Cool," he said as I pulled into a parking spot at the fields again.  "Text
this number right now so I can add you to my phone."

I texted the number and saw his phone light up when the message came in.
He replied "Hi" so we would have each others number stored in the phone.

"That was so great," he said with a big smile on his face.  "I can't wait
to do it again."  He opened up his door and hoped out of the truck shutting
the door behind him.  I watched him start walking back up the trail to the
number four field where we had met earlier.  He turned back around before
where I was parked had gone out of sight and waved back at me.  I don't
know if he could actually see me, but I waved back.

I started the drive back to my place in near shock about what had just
happened.  I figured something sexual was going to happen when we first met
up, but when seeing the size of the boy, figured it was going to be limited
to just seeing, touching, and wanking.  Never for the winning lottery
ticket would I have guessed that my big cock was going to fuck this boys
ass.  It was sweet to find out though that there were boys, younger than
what I was typically used to, who were not only interested in big black
cock, but were willing to suck on it, and go through the pain of getting
fucked by it.  It was an area that I thought was maybe going to need some
further exploration.

But right now I had to get myself cleaned up, get a bit more to eat, and
crash on the recliner for the last couple hours of the day.