Date: Mon, 23 Jan 2012 01:15:48 -0800 (PST) From: moviekid20 Subject: White-Boy-Black-Tenant Disclaimer: This story contains sexually explicit encounters between an African -- American adult male, and an underage Caucasian boy. If you do not wish to read this type of material, or are offended by this material, please navigate away from this page. If reading adult stories in illegal in your area, please leave this page immediately. Everyone else, I hope you enjoy the story and if you'd be so kind as to email me and let me know what you think of the story, I would greatly appreciate it! Questions/Comments are not only welcomed, but VERY much appreciated. Moviekid20@yahoo.com If you're a black guy in the metro Detroit area, get at me and let me suck that dick pa! Note: if you like my story, and want to read other stories by me, scroll to the bottom of this page for instructions on how to find them. DON'T FORGET TO DONATE TO NIFTY FOR KEEPING THEIR SITE FREE FOR ALL USERS! A SMALL DONATION WOULDN'T HURT, AND IT SHOWS THAT YOU SUPPORT THE FREE SERVICE. PLUS, IT'S BETTER THAN PAYING A MONTHLY MEMBERSHIP FEE!!!!! (just a thought) ****** White Boy -- Black Tenant ******* When I was young my father owned some townhouses that weren't too far from my house. In fact, they were just down the street and across a field that a school rested on. My parents were always working on things over at the townhouses because whenever a tenant would move out, we would go in and plaster holes in the wall, paint, fix plumbing, fix the back porches (which were wooden), lay floor tiles, etc. Basically, us kids and my Dad were the maintenance crew for the townhouses. All the hard work kept us kids and my father in good shape. This particular tale happened when I was about 10 years old. I knew all about sex from my older brother and had seen all kinds of dirty magazines a porno movies that we would steal from the local video store. At that point, I had even sucked a few dicks (mostly other kids my age from the neighborhood). No one knew about me sucking dick, except for me and the kids that I gave head to. I guess I should describe myself. At ten years old, I was about 4 ft 2 inches tall, about 60-70 pounds. I was really small for my age. I didn't get my growth spurt until I was well into my teens. Anyway, after spending many-a-night watching porn and jacking off, I discovered that I was particularly attracted to black men. My heart would speed up just looking at a beautiful, muscled back man with a giant cock fuck the hell out of some white girl in the movies I watched. I loved how dark and creamy their skin looked, and how they had that crinkly wiry hair around their cocks and balls. I took notice to every contour, every muscle, every vein...I loved everything about the man in the porno as long as he was black. One time, when my brother and I were at the video store coppin' pornos, I realized they had a gay section which had these old gay movies from the 70's and 80's. So naturally, I searched through them and found a couple interracial ones. So I stuck them in my backpack, and made sure to take some regular porn too, in order to keep my brother from knowing that I had gay porn. So I always made extra sure to hide the gay ones where no one would find them. If my Dad were to find my gay pornos, he would've probably killed me. My Dad was very strict, and didn't allow any of us kids to act up. He had a low-tolerance for foolishness and a very quick temper. On several occasions, I would get spanked with his belt on my bare ass, and that was not fun at all. There were quite a few times that I didn't even deserve the spanking, but wasn't allowed to explain myself, so I'd get spanked for no reason. Looking back now, I would say that I was abused by my father, but at the time I didn't really see it that way. I figured that that's how kids were raised I guess. Anyway, my Dad had a tenant named Clarence. He was a tall skinny black guy with a deep voice. He had two daughters, that he would have on the weekends, but most of the time it was just him. One day after watching a porn with a guy who resembled Clarence, I went with my Dad over to the townhouses to collect some rent from a few of the tenants, including Clarence. He came outside to my Dad's car and was giving money to him. Then they were talking, and my Dad's window was rolled all the way down, and Clarence had his arm resting where the window down into the door. I was in the back seat, staring at the dark skin on his arm as it rested there, noticing a couple veins that ran from his forearm to his hand. I also noticed his hand, and thought about how manly they looked. For some reason just looking at his hands made me horny. He had a very handsome face too. He was bald on top, but had a small patch of chin hair, with both ears pierced, and he always seemed to be smoking a cigarette. He looked a lot like Montel Williams, only he was darker than him, with facial features that were a bit more pronounced than Montel's. I remember thinking (and still think) that that man was so incredibly hot. Clarence's personality was probably the sexiest part about him. He was always very nice to me, and would call me "Little-man". A couple times I remember playing outside over at the townhouses while my Dad was working inside one of them, and Clarence had picked me up and was throwing me up into the air and catching me. I remember jacking off that night remembering how his hands felt on me as he grabbed me up and tossed me around. I would imagine him holding me in his arms, then holding me in one arm, and fingering my asshole with his free hand, while he kissed me. Then, I would suck his dick, and then he would hold me in his arms again and fuck my asshole. I wanted him so bad, and after many months, I had fantasized about Clarence sexing me in every way possible. On another ride over the townhouses to collect the rent, I was again staring at Clarence's arm resting in the window of my Dad's car while I sat in the back seat. I remember feeling a sinking feeling in my chest from wanting him so bad, which got worse whenever I was looking right at him. I started to think of ways that I could get to suck Clarence's dick. I realized that he probably wouldn't let a 10 year old anywhere near his manhood, so I'd have to have something on him. I mean, if I just went and asked him if I could suck his dick, he would probably say no, and tell my Dad that I asked him. And if my Dad found out, I had a strong feeling that he would probably bash my head in for being gay, and embarrassing him like that. So, after spending a lot of time plotting and planning I had come up with a solid, fool-proof plan...or so I thought. My plan was to walk over to Clarence's house after school (since I passed right by it anyway), and I would knock on his door. Then I would tell him I needed to talk to him about something and ask to come inside. Once I was inside, I would sit him down on the couch, and basically tell him I wanted to suck his dick, or else I would tell my Dad he raped me. Thinking back now, I was absolutely out of my mind, but I have learned that sexual desires can sometimes make you do things you wouldn't normally consider...EVER! (lol) So, the next day on my way home from school, I walked right up to Clarence's door and knocked on it. My heart was pounding in my ears and I felt like I was going to pass out. I waited a bit, then knocked again...nothing. Apparently he wasn't home, so I turned and walked home. The next day, as I walked past the entrance to the townhouses, I noticed that Clarence was outside talking to a woman. He looked up and noticed me, about 30 yards away and waved. "What up little-man"? he asked. "Hey Clarence," I replied waving at him. I guess he told the woman to hold on a sec, because he was suddenly running over to me. When he got to me he held his hand in the air, signally for me to shake it, so I grabbed it and he pulled me to him for a quick hug, like he always did with everyone. He even greeted my Dad this way. Anyway he looked down at me and said, "Aye little-man, did you come to my house yesterday?" I suddenly felt incredibly nervous, and that my plan was the stupidest thing I ever thought of, so I replied, "No..." "Yeah you did," he said. "I was lookin out the window. I didn't answer tho cause I thought it was yo Daddy comin' fa the rent." I laughed at hearing this. "You alright little-man? Everything okay?" he asked me looking concerned. I don't know why, but I was so overwhelmed with feelings and fear that I started crying right there, and shook my head no. Clarence bent down and wrapped his arms around me and hoisted me up into his arms. He started walking, carrying me towards his apartment. The woman he was talking to was standing on his front step, looking confused. "Yo baby girl, I'm gonna get up wit you later on," he said to her. "What? Who is that?" she asked sounding annoyed. "This my landlord's son...somethin's up tho, and lil-man needs my help." He said walking into his house and closing the door behind him, leaving the girl outside. He walked over and set me down on his couch. Then looked at me directly in my eyes. "Yo Daddy beatin you little-man?" he asked me, again with that concerned look. "What?" I asked feeling confused. I wonder what made him think that, but decided not to ask. "I seen him spankin you that one time yall was next door paintin. I watched the whole situation go down, and he shouldn't of put his hands on you like that little-man. You didn't even do nothing to deserve nothing like what he gave you," said Clarence with a sad look on his face. "Well sometimes Daddy just gets mad and so he spanks me," I said honestly. "That's not how kids should be treated little-man. I don't go around hitting my little girls just cause I'm mad." He said. Then without even thinking about it, I said, "Clarence, the reason I came over...gosh I'm so nervous right now, but I have to ask you something. You can not tell my Dad that I was here, or anything about this, or he will kill me. I'm serious, he will kill me. So, I'm just going to say it. Clarence, I'm sorry and I can't help it but I really really want to suck your dick. I dream about it all the time, and I have to have it or I'm going to lose my mind." I started crying, "Just please let me suck it Clarence. But PLEASE PLEASE don't tell my Dad about any of this cause he will be SOOO mad!" My heart was pounding so hard. I was shaking and the feeling I had that felt like I was going to pass out got really strong. I was dizzy and lightheaded. I looked into Clarence's face and he looked completely dumbfounded. "Wait...what?" he asked, as if he had mis-heard me in some way. I continued to cry, "I need your dick in my mouth Clarence...I'm so sorry Clarence, but I won't tell anyone EVER but PLEASE?" I begged. I could tell that he was now just as nervous as I was. He looked like he had seen a ghost, but didn't say anything for a long while. He just sat there looking stunned. I suddenly had the urge to hug him, so I stood up from where I was sitting and sat back down on Clarence's lap, then I wrapped my arms around his neck and rested my head on his chest. "Clarence, you are such a beautiful man and I dream about you all the time. Don't be mad at me please for asking, but I want to play with your dick so bad that I can't stop thinking about it. We sat in silence for a long while, until finally I felt Clarence's arms rise up and wrap themselves around me. "Little-man, your Daddy has your head messed up. You don't deserve to be getting beat on like he be doing to you," he said. Feeling Clarence's warm arms wrapped around me felt magical. It was like feeling his warmth, his warm arms around me, was pure love, and the feeling took my breath away. After a couple minutes, I realized that Clarence was pretty much ignoring my question, so I asked him again. "Clarence, let me suck your dick," I asked. But he still didn't say anything. I repositioned myself to where I was straddling him. He just sat there though, allowing me to get comfortable. I was now sitting on his lap, facing him, with my knees resting on the sides of him. I put my hand underneath the bottom of his shirt, and rested my hands on his stomach. It was firm, hard, and full of muscles. I lifted his shirt up, revealing his dark brown chiseled stomach muscles. I lifted the shirt higher to reveal his well defined pec muscles. They each had a dime-sized circle on them, darker then the rest of him, and in the center were small, hard nipples about the size of a BB. I rubbed my hands all over his torso. Clarence was staring deep into my face, with a questioning look on his face. It was as though he was giving me permission to do whatever I wanted, but seeing how far I'd go. I leaned in a rested my face against his bare chest. I began rubbing my head and face all over his torso and neck, while my hands rubbed the exposed skin that my face wasn't on. I was feeling his body, completely in love with the man I was touching. "Damn little-man, you really fa real is in love wit a nigga aint you?" he asked with a matter of fact look on his face. "Damn," he said. I continued rubbing him and began licking his nipples, and his stomach, and began grinding my ass into his groin. I was trying to feel his dick against my ass, but it wasn't hard, or at least I wasn't able to tell that it was there. So, I lifted his shirt over his head, and moved down in between his legs. He just seemed to let me do what I wanted to do, so I continued on, my heart still beating in my ears. I reached up and unfastened his belt buckle, then unfastened his jeans, and unzipped them. I reached my hand inside, and found that he was wearing boxers, and that his dick was, in fact, hard. I didn't feel it when I was grinding him because it was incredibly long, and was running down his pant-leg. I couldn't believe how big it was. I wasn't able to lift it out of his zipper-hole, and so I began trying to pull down his pants. He stopped me and stood up. His hands rested at his sides, and I looked up at his face. His eyes were closed, and he just stood there. So, I went back to pulling down his pants. I pulled them down slowly, watching in disbelief as his dick came into view. It seemed like his pants were almost all the way to his knees before his entire dick was exposed. When his jeans reached his ankles, he kicked them free, then sat back down on the couch. I couldn't believe it was happening. I was still incredibly nervous, and I think it showed because Clarence said, "Yo little-man, you got this far, don't stop now." That was all the encouragement I needed. I grasped his long black dick and lifted it up to expose his balls. His balls were huge, and looked like two-eggs resting in his sack. "This the first time you did this kinda thing?" he asked me. "To a grown up, yeah" I replied honestly. "You know what cum is?" he asked, to which I replied, "Yeah." "Do you like it?" he questioned with a blank look on his face. I nodded in agreement. "When I bust little-man, it's gonna be a lot of cum...I'm just warning you. Some people get grossed out cause it really is a whole lot," he continued, but hearing this only excited me more. "I wanna swallow it," I said in a lustful daze. Clarence shook his head and then said, "Damn little-man, you know what you want huh?" he asked. I nodded again, and slowly started jacking his dick. I noticed that there was a lot of skin on his dick. I couldn't tell at first, but when I stroked it upwards, the skin covered his entire dick head and there was still about a half inch of skin hanging off the tip. I'd never seen this before, not even in a porno and it confused me. "Why is there so much skin?" I questioned in an innocent tone. "I'll tell you when you're done suckin' it." He said and leaned back, placing his hands behind his head. I continued stroking the long man-dick up and down, and leaned my face into his groin. I noticed a very particular scent that I'd never smelled before. It didn't stink at all, but smelled of a mixture of cologne, and what I now know to be black-man sweat. The smell was intoxicating to me. I stuck my tongue out and licked at his balls, sliding my tongue around his sack, while his balls danced underneath his skin. While doing this, I began tickling his dick with my fingertips. I learned early on that I really enjoyed doing that to myself, and I would spend long periods of time lightly tickling my dick and balls. Sometimes, I would tickle and tease my dick so long that eventually the slightest touch would make me orgasm. So, knowing how much I liked it made me want to try it on Clarence. I also knew that if I started jacking off right away, that my dick wouldn't be sensitive enough to tickle it, so I made sure to touch his dick very lightly. "Damn little-man, that shit you doing to it feels good as hell. Where you learn to do that?" he asked me. I shrugged my shoulders, continuing licking at his balls and tickling his dick. I paused for a moment and said, "I like to do that to myself sometimes so I thought you might like it," I replied. "Keep doing it," he said and closed his eyes again. I was tickling the underside of his dick, in the same spot where my dick was really sensitive. Then, I licked his dick from his balls all the way to the tip very slowly. On the way to the tip, I would wiggle my tongue back and forth and Clarence moaned his approval. After licking it up and down a few times, I grabbed his balls in one hand, and guided the tip into my mouth. I could only get a few inches into my mouth at first, so I used my tongue by swirling it around the part of his dick that was in my mouth. At the same time I was sucking it up and down, which Clarence really seemed to like that. His dick was as hard as steel at this point, and I kept wondering what it would feel like for him to fuck me. I had never been fucked, but had only ever fingered myself in the shower or in the tub. I decided to ask him if he would do it. "Clarence will you fuck me?" After a short while he answered by saying, "Yo little-man, I would tear yo little ass apart if we did that. So naw man, just suck it." I complied and went back to tickling his dick with my fingertips and sucking on his nuts. Then, with my free hand, I reached down and unzipped my own pants and began jacking off. I put Clarence's dick back inside my mouth and let it rest there while I jacked off. I was in a daze feeling his big black cock rest on my tongue. The thought of his big black dick being in my mouth, and the feeling of his dick on my tongue had me reaching a dry orgasm in no time. I moaned and shuttered, noticing Clarence staring down at me smiling. He flexed his dick inside my mouth, signaling me to continue sucking. So I closed my lips around it again and continued the sucking motion, moving up and down. My dick was still rock hard and I was still stroking myself as I moved my head up and down on Clarence's dick. "Do that lickin thing again," he instructed. I wasn't quite sure what he wanted so I said, "what?" "Suck on it, but move your tongue on it like you was before," he said. I complied and began sucking on it, and licking the underside of it at the same time. With my free hand I began gently tickling his balls. "Ahhh fuck yeah little man, keep doin that," he said, so I did. After about 30 seconds of this his dick seemed to get even harder, which surprised me because I didn't think it could get any harder. He grasped my head in his hands and began talking dirty to me. "Yeah lil baby boy, lil baby ass white kid...you want this nigga's nut?....You wanna eat my nut baby boy?" I nodded, feeling more excited with each word that came out of his mouth. "You a nasty lil white boy...a dirty lil boy...You want me to feed you my black cum? You want me to shoot my cum in yo mouf so you can taste my black dick cream?" he said sounding more breathless than before. "Ahhhhh Fuck...lick that big fucking fuck stick boy...yeahhhhh white boy, that shit feels so good in your lil young ass mouth...ahhh fuck!" he said as his hands increased the grip on the sides of my head. He began humping his dick up into my mouth while holding my head still. I could feel his dick jabbing at the back of my throat and started choking. He quickly stopped and asked if I was okay, and I nodded and told him not to stop. So he went back to it, as if he never quit. This time when I started choking, I let go of my own dick and started rubbing his abs and chest with one hand, and massaging his balls with the other. "You think I'm sexy don't you white boy?" he asked me, and I nodded in agreement. "You wanted my dick sooo bad didn't you?" I nodded again. "You gonna eat all of my cum, every last drop?" he asked...sounding more aggressive. I nodded again, continue the sucking and licking motion he liked. "Oh fuck whiteboy, you gonna make me cum...do you want it? Tell me you want it!" he said. I stopped sucking for a moment and said, "I want it Clarence...I want it so bad..." I said in desperation. "Call me Daddy," he said... "Tell me I'm your black Daddy." Hearing him say all these things had my mind swimming in pure sexual lust. I was feeling and experiencing things I never knew existed. It was pure heaven. "Oh Black Daddy, I've dreamed about this big black dick squirting your cum into my mouth for so long. Please give it to me." I said before engulfing his dick yet again. "Tell me you want my seed...tell me to feed you my seed" he said. I'd never heard cum referred to as "seed" before, but I figured he was talking about his cum, so I said "Yes Daddy...feed me...feed me your black seeds." He suddenly pulled my head off his dick and stood up in front of me. Get up here he said pointing to his dick. I kneeled and positioned my head right in front of his dick. He began jacking off in front of my face saying things like, "Yeah little boy, I'm gonna feed you Daddy's seed...in your mouth...I'm gonna squirt it all in your little mouth and watch you swallow it all. Fuck yeah. This little whiteboy's fucking hot for me...hot for my nigga nut...fuck yeah!......Open your mouth!" he said commandingly. I opened my mouth and stared straight at his dick. "Stick out yo tongue" he said, so I did. He continued jacking his dick faster and faster. The tip of his dick was tapping against my tongue as he jacked it. He grabbed my chin with his free hand, and went up onto his tippy-toes. "Ahhh fuck, here it comes baby...I'm gonna feed you all this nut...shit...fuck..." Suddenly, he pulled my mouth onto his dick and said, "Suck it like I told you to." So I sucked it and licked the underside like he instructed me to do earlier. After about 3 seconds I felt he underside of his dick pulse, just as he let out a growl-like moan. My mouth was suddenly flooded with his cum. It tasted kinda bland, but was slightly sweet. I kept my tongue pressed against the underside of his dick and felt pulse after pulse as more and more of his cum shot into my mouth. "Damn lil nigga...fuck...suck that nut out that dick baby boy...my little white dick slave...fuck yeah," he said as his orgasm began to subside. "Let me see that cum before you swallow it." So after sucking the last few drops out, I let his dick fall from my mouth. I had an entire mouthful of his cum, and opened it to show it to him. "Swallow it," he commanded with a serious look on his face. So I closed my mouth and gulped it down. I felt exceptionally proud of myself for achieving my goal, and I was happy as can be. Seeing Clarence standing there in front of me, naked, with his big dick hanging down his leg is an image that will forever be locked into my mind. He was an incredibly beautiful man. "Aiight little-man, let me get my clothes on." He said. "Wait, you said you would tell me why your dick has so much skin on it," I remembered suddenly. "Stand up," he said. I did and remembered that my dick was still sticking out of my fly. He grabbed it. "See this?" he asked pointing to the scar, just below my dick head. "Yeah," I replied. "That's a scar," he said. "When you were born, the doctors cut off the extra skin on your dick, and that's why you have that scar there." I must've looked confused because he smiled, "A lot of parents have that done to their kids when they're born. It makes it a lot easier to keep your dick clean, and helps to prevent infections." He said. My dick was still rock hard in his hands and he was inspecting it. Feeling his rough hands on my small dick was feeling really good, and I let out a small moan. "Put my dick back in yo mouf," he said sternly, which I didn't need to be told twice. Even though his dick was soft, I still loved feeling it in my mouth. I slid my tongue all around it. He began jacking my dick up and down while I licked and played with his dick. I ran my fingers through his rough and nappy pubic hair, loving the way it felt. I could still smell his scent, and took a deep breath in through my nose and concentrated on the feeling his hand was giving my dick. Again, the thought of his dick being in my mouth, and feeling him jack me off was too much for me to handle and I quickly went over the edge, shuttering as another dry orgasm flooded throughout every nerve in my groin. He laughed as I became dazed in the afterglow of cumming. I stood up, realizing that he was about to put his clothes on. "Clarence, can we do one more thing?" I asked innocently. "What's up?" he asked. "Will you hold me for a little bit?" I said softly, almost in a whisper. He walked over and sat on the couch, and reached behind him, pulling the folded blanket that was resting on the back of the couch off. He unfolded it and wrapped it around himself, then signaled for me to come over to him. He wrapped his arms around me, and I rested my head against his chest, feeling his warmth again. "I love you Clarence...oops...I mean I love you black daddy," I said, still lost in my lustfulness... He laughed a small laugh, then after a little bit he said, "I love you too little-man...but you know that if you ever tell anyone about this ever, then I'm going to jail." My eyes became wide with fear at the thought of this, and I looked him right in the eye and said, "I swear I will never tell anyone Clarence...not ever...no matter what!" I remember really thinking that I was in love with that man, and that summer I sucked his dick quite a few times. I might even share some other stories about my encounters with Clarence. I was so in love with him, that one time he told me he would probably have to move because he didn't have enough money for rent, so I set up a plan to let him stay. I offered my Dad to let me pick up Clarence's rent on my way home from school. Then Clarence had his nephew's friends pretend to fight me outside my house. My Dad came outside during the "fake fight" and they all took off running. I was crying and lied to him, saying that they took Clarence's rent money. He was pissed, but Clarence got to stay so I was happy. Questions/Comments are not only welcomed, but VERY much appreciated. If you're a black guy in the metro Detroit area, get at me and let me suck that dick pa! 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