Date: Thu, 16 Dec 1999 17:08:59 MST
From: idboy69@hotmail.com
Subject: My First Black Lover

Standard Disclaimers Apply: This is a story involving interracial,
military, first time, male2male sex.  If you are below the legal age in
your state to view this material or you are offended by its nature, please
leave now.  This is a true story, but the names have been changed to
protect the innocent.  "Don't Ask Don't Tell", you know what I mean.

I had just arrived at my first duty station, Ft. Meade, Maryland.  Fresh
out of basic training and not really knowing what to expect.  I was 21
years old, white, very short hair, and had the body that only basic
training can give you.  Being from a very small town in Idaho, I was not
sure about being stationed near a large city, Washington D.C.  I was
fortunate that I was assigned to a "luxury" unit that had two man rooms.
Entering the room, I met my roommate, Paul.  He was 5'11", lifted weights
for a hobby, was about 25 years old, and had dark chocolate colored skin.

We got along very well and did the standard military things, you know,
drinking on weekends, watching football and shining boots.  One day our
relationship changed from friends to lovers.

Paul had just finished lifting a series of weights, when he came back to
the room.  He had been trying to get me to lift for months, but I just
wasn't interested.  I was sitting and watching T.V. in my underwear when I
heard his voice.

"God Damn, you're lazy!"

"Oh, go pound sand." I replied.

"I'll pound your ass!" Paul roared.  With those words the great wrestling
match began.  Paul outweighed and out muscled me, but I was more
flexible. I was soon in dire straights and was struggling like a maniac
under Paul's greater mass.  Between the excitement of trying to beat my
roommate and the weight of him pressing against my crotch, my cock began to
swell.  I was too embarrassed to feel that his cock was also filling out.

"Uncle, you win.  Just get off me."

Paul grabbed my stiff rod with one of his hands and started to rub my cock
through my underwear.

"What have we got here?" he asked.

Paul swung his weight around, so that he was sitting on my chest.  With one
swift pull, he had my underwear around my ankles.  I was a bit frightened
because Paul had never acted this aggressive before and I didn't know what
to expect.  I quickly didn't care as I felt the warmth of his mouth slowly
sink down my six and a half inches of rock hard cock.  I was lying there
moaning in appreciation of the fabulous blowjob my roommate was giving me.
When I opened my eyes I saw the biggest cock I'd ever seen creeping out of
his workout shorts.  I had never sucked cock, but figured I'd give as good
as I got.  I snaked out my tongue and licked the head of his eight and a
half inch shaft.  I swear that it seemed to be two inches across the head.
I tried to suck his cock, but his shorts got in the way.  He stopped
bobbing on my cock and slipped out of his shorts.  Instantly, I saw his
monster tool surrounded by two huge balls for the first time.  At that
moment, I didn't care if I was gay or not.  All I knew was that I wanted to
taste him fully.

His slightly salty precum was oozing past my lips as I swallowed to keep up
with his flow.  I wasn't a very good cocksucker, but being the expert that
Paul was, he soon had me thrashing around the floor.  With a huge lunge
that almost bucked my lover off of me, I started to shoot into his mouth.
I had never shot such a large load before and I could swear I could feel my
whole being pouring into his body.  When I got back to Earth and stopped
seeing stars, Paul was still sucking on my softening rod.  He turned around
and kissed me full on the lips.  His tongue forced its way into my mouth.
I tasted myself on him and started to get excited.

"I've wanted to do that for months and now that you're warmed up, I'll show
you how good it can be." Paul said as he walked over to his side of the
room.  He reached into his locker and got a small bottle out.  His big cock
was bobbing as he came back towards me.  He rolled me over and told me to
relax.  I jumped as I felt something cold and oily hit the small of my
back.  It smelled on cinnamon and soon I felt his large hands kneading my
back muscles.  The warmth and the small of the cinnamon combined with the
afterglow of great sex had me nodding off.  Paul must a sensed that I was
falling asleep as he decided to wake me up by kneading my butt and inner
thighs.  It felt so relaxing that I spread my legs to give him better
access.  Little did I know that was his plan all along.  I felt his fingers
along the crack of my butt and when he brushed my rose, I instantly grew
hard.  I felt more oil being poured on my butt and as it ran down my crack,
Paul took the opportunity to slip a finger into my hole.  It didn't occur
to me what was going to happen even then.

All I knew was that it felt wonderful.  It was a sensation that I had never
felt before.  Paul started a slow push and pulling of his finger and soon
another one joined the first slowly stretching me out.  Paul later remarked
that he knew I was a natural bottom, because at that point I began to
wiggle my ass under his hands.  The fingers disappeared and Paul grabbed me
around the waist and rolled me over, so we were face to face.  My stiff
dick was standing straight up.  He lowered his mouth over my cock and
grabbed my ankles.  He lifted my ankles so that my legs were sticking in
the air.  He was really giving my cock a workout, when I felt my knees rest
on his shoulders.  He pushed my up and stopped sucking on my cock.  I
opened my eyes to see Paul staring down at me with one hand on his cock
guiding it toward my opened ass.  I felt the tip of this cock touch my
asshole and it felt a lot bigger that two fingers.  I wasn't sure about
this and started to voice my concerns, when Paul took control.  He silenced
my protests with a short sharp jab of his hips that popped the head of his
cock into my ass.  I must have yelled out, because Paul covered my mouth
with his lips.  "Hush, it will feel great in just a few minutes," he
whispered.  At this point, I closed my eyes.  My mind and my body were
sending conflicting messages.  My mind said, this is wrong, my body was
screaming, oh my God this feels great.  As Paul pushed another inch into my
ass, my mind was starting to agree with my body.

So this is what it feels like to make love to another man.  Not just any
man, but a friend who desired me, loved me, and was getting the ride of his
life from my tight, but no longer virgin ass.

"Open your eyes... I want to see you as you get fucked by me," I heard him
say.  I looked into his eyes as he pulled back and then forcefully shoved
another three inches into me.  He was more than halfway in, I looked into
his deep brown eyes and knew what it was like to be owned body and soul.
Paul smiled at my expression and slowly rocked his hips back and forth,
driving even more of his hard demanding cock into me.

"Oh God, this feels so good." I said with tears in my eyes.

"I knew you'd like it and I've been wanting to fuck you since you first
walked in the door. " he replied.

He was almost all the way in me and I had never felt so full in my life.  I
then did something that I never imagined myself doing.  I reached behind
him, grabbed his hips and pulled him towards me.  We both moaned as last of
his rod disappeared into me and I felt his balls bottom out on me.  He was
still slowly fucking me at that point, but with my moans of encouragement,
he picked up the pace.  He then pushed hard against me so that I was spread
wide with my knees on my chest and he was in a full push up position.  He
was then able to give me the full length of this cock and was soon sawing
it back and forth in my ass at double time.  Sweat was pouring off of us
and we were both moaning and groaning loudly.  (I'm surprised that we
didn't get caught.)  I saw his eyes widen, felt his body tighten up and
heard him shout, "I'm cumming!"  I felt his cock swell to even larger size
as he tried to push his body into mine.  When his molten hot cum sprayed
the inside of my ass, my cock started to shoot.  Since I was bent almost
double, every time Paul thrust into me, the cum from my dick shot out and
hit me in the face and mouth.  It seemed that Paul would never stop cumming
and for the brief moment I felt we were two people made one.

After our climax things slowed down and became normal again.  Normal,
except that for the four years we were stationed together, out two bed-room
only had one bed that was used.

This is the first time I've posted this experience to this list.  Please
let me know what you think.  idboy69@hotmail.com