Date: Mon, 29 Dec 2003 10:06:15 -0800
From: J Ladd <seatlebotom@comcast.net>
Subject: 1975 Part 1 interacial

This is a semi true story that happened in a different time.  Please play
safe.  If you are offened by gay sex stories do not read further. Remember
it's just a story...

It was July 1975 I had just gotten out of high school the month before and
had told my high school girlfriend that I was gay.  She in turn took me to
my first gay bar, Menjo's on six mile road in Detroit.  I'll never forget
the first night there, I saw a big black man kiss a slim white guy.  I felt
I had found my new home, I finally fit in.

By the first week of August she was a hag and we had a whole new set of
friends.  I had a wicked crush on Sam, a hot Arab American.  My all white
friends gave me grief, but the attraction was there, I think it came from
the fact that my Dad was prejudice, and I always did what ever my Dad
hated. Once he took my cherry Sam wasn't attracted to me, I was slim about
5'8" and 130lbs with longish light brown hair and hazel eyes, I was what
you would call "pretty", he was more into the macho type.

We became friends and hung out; we were there every night at 11 p.m. I
would always see the older black guy that I saw the first night there, well
he was older to me 28 to my barely 18.  He would watch me and smile as I
would drink like a fish and hang with my clique. I never told my friends
about how it made me feel when I would see him with his latest twink on the
dance floor.  He usually wore a fishnet tank top that showed off his smooth
muscled upper torso, big pecs and large bi and triceps, his pants were
polyester angel flights that would hug his high round ass.  The thick tube
in front always hung on the left side, a good 4-5 inches.  He was at least
6' and close to 175 lbs. He always wore sunglasses that had a faded mirror
effect; his nose was broad, a whisper of a mustache over his full lips, a
strong square jaw, small ears and a neat afro.

I was in line on a Friday night to get a drink when I felt a body press up
against me. No mistaking the lump pressing into my Calvin Klein encased
ass, I immediately recognized the thickly muscled arms and big hands of the
black man as they circled my waist and pulled me tighter into him.

"You wanta get fucked?" his hot voice asked an inch from my ear.  I was
instantly hard and nervous. I didn't want anyone to know how much I wanted
this, my head shook up and down.  "I want you to meet me outside in the
parking lot in fifteen minutes, and don't.. be.. late."  His last words
made more significant by three quick shoves against my ass with his pants
covered cock.  He let go and I saw him out of the corner of my eye slowly
make his way towards the front of the bar.

I got my drink and had two quick more as I went back to my friends and
started to make excuses on why I was leaving at such an early hour.  Once I
got out of the bar I saw him leaning up against the wall, big muscled arms
crossed over his chest.

"Come on kid". He said and turned and walked towards his car, I just
followed like a lamb to the slaughter.  We got in and he started driving,
not a word spoken between us, in a short time we pulled up in front of a
house some where in Palmer Park. I got out and followed him into the house
and down into the basement where a card game was going on.  There were
three men there, I wasn't introduced. One red headed white guy, a black guy
that looked like the man I was with only older and the biggest Latin man I
have ever seen.

"Dam Bull, this is the prettiest one yet." Hooted the black guy, the other
two agreed.

"Turn around for the men." Bull the man I came with said.  I did as I was
told, then I was instructed to sit in a chair over in the corner.  Bull
brought me a drink and told me to sit and be quite, he went and sat and
joined the game.  I don't know what was in the drink or if my nerves kicked
in, but it hit me like a ton of bricks.  I got all hot and fuzzy, sort of
like I was watching my self from a far; it sorta felt like I was tripping.

I'm not sure how much time passed, when I realized the Latin guy was
standing in front of me looking down and smiling.  I had to crane my neck
back to look up into his face; he had to be in his late thirties and was
6'6" if he was an inch and over 190 lbs.  His black hair was short and he
had a thick gotee over a full mouth, his skin was the color of caramel.  My
gasp was audible when he took off his shirt and I saw that there wasn't an
inch of fat on him, thick muscles bulged and moved under his brown satin
skin. His chest and belly covered in a light dusting of black hair.  My
eyes traveled down and couldn't believe the bulge in his chinos, it ran
half way to his knees.  He reached out with his humongous hand and with one
thick finger pushed it into my mouth.  Out of reflex I started to suck on
it, it was almost the size of my first boyfriends dick.

"Dat's good miho, me and ju gonna see each other latter." He pulled his
finger out of my mouth and stuck them in his own and made a "hmmm" sound
deep in his throat as he went back to the table.

Bull came over and pulled me to my feet and led me up the stairs all the
way to what must be the attic.  We went into a room with a mattress covered
in rumpled sheets on the floor, one lamp on a bed side table and an old
club chair sat in the middle of the room. The room smelled of sex and a lot
of it.

"Take dem clothes off."  Bull ordered me. In my dazed mood I did what I was
told.  Bull watched as I took everything off.  "Not bad kid, turn around."
I spun slowly, when I looked back Bull was smiling and taking off the mesh
t-shirt, his chest was pumped up and his stomach tight, he turned around
kicked off his shoes and dropped his pants.  His ass was two twin globes of
full round muscle, when he turned back his cock was a thick tube of semi
hard flesh.  It was darker than the rest of his body, it hung about 7
inches, he was cut with a blunt purple cock head, the foundation was
surrounded by a short bush at its thick base and was growing quickly, his
ball sack was full, they were the size of two eggs.

He walked over to me and forced me down and fed me his growing cock, fast
and deep.  I gagged and he laughed, I looked up and could see my reflection
in his mirrored glasses, it was hot.  Seeing that big dick going in and out
of my wide stretched lips, forcing its way into my throat.  He would pull
all the way out and use his cock as a club, smacking my face and rubbing
precum that was oozing out, all over my face, then he would shove the
entire thing back down my throat. This continued for 15 to 20 minutes, his
hands at the back of my head pumping in and out of me, when he pulled out
he was hard as a rock and big, at least 10.5 thick black inches.

"Get on the bed punk, on your stomach.  I like my bitches on their back and
my punks on there belly."  I lay down and he crawled in-between my legs.
He took a big jar of Vaseline out of the bed side table. I felt a big glob
of cold gel as he slathered the lube all over my crack and forced two thick
lube covered fingers up my tight pink ass hole.

I grunted as he sawed his fingers back and forth getting me ready for the
real thing. Once he pulled his fingers out I felt the hot blunt head of his
bloated hard cock search for the entrance to my ass.  He found his mark and
with a hard stab, the flat head and two inches of thick black dick tore
through my tight white ring.  I screamed, Bull pushed my head into the
mattress so the sound was muffled.  A couple of more stabs and he was ball
deep up inside me. He lay on me totally engulfing me with his hot muscled
body.

"Dat's what I'm taking bout!" he growled in my ear as he rotated his dick
in my ass like he was stirring a pot of soup. My hole was stretched like a
rubber band, but the more he stirred the better it felt. He worked his arms
under and over my shoulders for leverage as he started to pull back and
plunge into my hot hole.  My ass relaxed as he stuck his tongue in my ear
and washed it out, letting him get deeper into me than anyone had ever
done. The sound of my grunts and groans was only over shadowed by the
smacking of his hips as he drove into me for 20 minutes.

"Dam boy, you got some good hole, you like dat black dick punching in you
don't ya?" I could only grunt my affirmative, as he pulled me up into a
doggie style of attack. His steel cock was pushing and pulling over my
prostate, getting me close to cumming and no one had touched my dick.  As
his hips were hitting me it sounded like I was getting spanked. His big
hands griped my small waist and pulled me towards him as he shoved back
into me, over and over for another half hour.

"I'm gonna fill ya up boy, you ready to take my cum?" he asked as he
slammed into me 8 or 9 final times and shot so much cum in me my
temperature rose.  As soon as I felt the first blast it sent me over the
edge and I came as this big black man punked me. I had never felt any
climax like it before, I'm not sure if it was the domination by the 10.5
thick black inches working me over or if it was just pure sex, but I'll
never forget it.  As my ass finished milking the last of his jism out of
him, he collapsed on top of me forcing me back on to the sex soaked
mattress.

His wet mouth at my ear, "You gonna thank me latter for lubing you up like
dat, kid."  He told me as he pulled out with a pop.  Just then the door to
the attic opened and the huge shirtless Hispanic man was standing there,
wearing nothing but white boxer shorts.

"Perfect timing Hector, I just finished loosening him up for you."  Bull
told the man as he stood and picked up his clothes, "Thanks kid you was
great" Bull called back to me as he and Hector high fived and then left the
room closing the door behind him.  A smile/sneer spread over the giants
face as he took a step towards me....

Let me know what you think, remember it's just a story.

seatlebotom@comcast.net

J. Ladd