Date: Tue, 1 Jun 2010 23:17:23 -0500 From: Paul Bowers Subject: The Lawn Man Really Delivers All the usual criteria is applied here: Under 18 and offended by man to man sex, go elsewhere. For all others, enjoy the story, and feed back is very much welcome. -------------------- Thank you so very much for commenting on my story on Nifty, and all my stories are very much true. My first black male encounter was when I was around 16, and he was a young man who took care of our family lawn, and did a great job, and was a really nice fella too. One summer, it was very hot outside, and I have lived in the south my whole life. I was on the front porch watching Nate push that mower back and forth, the sweat beginning to run freely from his body. I went into the house and brought out a big pitcher of ice cold water for him and told him to come up on the porch and cool off for a bit. My Mom and Dad were conveniently out of town visiting my older sister, and I had an Aunt who checked on me periodically while they were out of town. I remember Nate coming up to the porch, his beautiful black skin, just glistening, and he was very happy to take a load off. His pants were wet with sweat too, and I could see he was wearing boxers through those damp pants. I also couldn't help but notice how that black cock of his laid across his thigh, too, nice, and thick, and long. Taking long gulps of the cold water, he stopped when he noticed me looking at his crotch. He just smiled and told me he was 29 and that I was just a grasshopper, just starting out in life. He then said, "You like looking at it though, don't you??" All I could say was yes, and since most of the lawn was done, he asked if it would be alright if he came inside the house to take a cool shower. "Sure" I said, and followed him like a little puppy, up to the top of the stairs, where the bathroom was. He asked where the towels were, and since he didn't want to pry, asked me if I would fetch him one. By the time I got back, Nate was standing there in some really tight underwear that accentuated a pretty good size bulge in those drawers. My eyes were drawn immediately to his cock, which by now, was beginning to poke out the side of his underwear. The head of his cock was large and very dark, and big, thick veins ran the length of it, He laughed and told me "Paul, this will have to be our little secret, but I always knew you were one of those. Shit, I caught you catching a glimpse of me many times, and just thought to myself, that boy is gonna be a hot mess when he puts some more years and meat on those bones". At that moment, Nate asked me to come over and sit on the toilet seat before he took his shower. "I want you to smell me, see if you like it, and if you can bring my big ol boy to life. You have some pretty lips for a young'un" and with that, with me on the toilet, my pants down around my ankles, Nate began to rub that huge fucking pecker all across my lips. "You know, if your Mama and Daddy knew I was getting ready to face fuck their little boy, my ass would be gone." I need this job, you really need this big fucking black dick, so I think we can help each other out. He pushed a few inches of his cock in my mouth, and watched how it spread my cheeks full of meat. " I got at least 8 more inches to go, and if you can't take it all today, you will be by the end of the summer. The musky smell of his big dick hit my nose like a ton of bricks, and it really made me pull on my little pathetic, 16 year old cock. "It's hot how many white boys and men just seem to get fuckin' hot watching a big black cock swinging back in forth in sweats or shorts, Nate said. One time I had a dude blow me in his car, in the driveway, while his wife was inside sleeping. I wound up coating his face and mouth with my load, and he licked it up like a kitten" Nate's big ol cock was rock hard now, and his calloused hands were on top of my head saying how fine and soft my hair was, along with what he called my "velvet" mouth. " I ain't never had a fella as young as you take this black snake, but I know one thing, it wont be the last time, either. Pulling furiously on my little peter, all I could see all around me were his muscular legs, some pubes with some gray in it, and the deep labored breaths of a beautiful black man in heat. At one point, he took his hands from the top of my head, and then placed them on each side of my face, fucking me like he said he liked to do to his wife, "slow and steady, with a little mojo thrown in for good measure". While I couldn't get the entire length of that dick down my throat, Nate said I sure had potential, as he began to use more force, but gently, on my face and mouth. At times, he would pull his dick out of my mouth and tell me to look at those thick strands of precum he was making. "You know what that means, Paul?" Unwilling to pull off that dick, I said " I think so Nate", and went right back to the subject at hand, knowing that from now on, I would not want anything other than the seed of a black man. Getting close to creaming, Nate stopped what he was doing, and told me to climb into the shower with him. He turned the water on luke warm, had me get on my knees and continue my work. Luckily the size of Nate blocked most of the water on me, so I was able to continue taking more and more of his cock deep inside my mouth. By now I could think of nothing more than feeling all that cum of his spew down the back of my throat, but he had other ideas. "Here it comes, boy, the stuff you have been jacking off to, for God knows how long. You won't have to swallow it THIS time, I just want to see how hot a little fella like you looks like with lots of cum all over his face" As the summer progressed, I learned more and more from Nate, and grew to respect him and know him as a kind a gentle stud, with a wild side to him. Eventually, with the use of Vaseline, and some big , hot fingers, by the age of 17, I had more black cum up my ass than I knew what to do with, and I loved it. Maybe I will tell you the time that I was caught red handed with a big stiff black dick in my mouth at work, but I need some hot feedback and or true stories of your own to inspire me. Thanks for letting me relive this part of my childhood. I wouldn't change any of it for the world. Strength Through Adversity