My First Time With A Black Man
submitted June 28, 2009
Categories: Black and Beautiful
This is a true story/recount of my first experience with a black man.
I met Chuck (not his real name) 'on-line' through a group catering to men looking for men for sex. We exchanged several messages through the group, and finally he accepted my request to at least meet him at his place. He gave me his address and the time for me to arrive was set. I drove to the apartment complex where he lived and found his apartment and rang the doorbell. Chuck was much younger looking than I had imagined--about 6 ft tall, very slender, short black hair (of course) and very courteous and understanding. I had told him I had never had sex with a black man, and that was why I was wanting to meet him. He led me to his bedroom and he asked me to sit on the bed next to him. I confessed I was very nervous about the meeting, and he assured me he understood. I quickly became aroused as much as I could get aroused - I had prostate surgery four years ago and never did get really hard erections, and he knew about that. He suggested I take off my shirt and pants, so I stood up and started to strip. Chuck sat on the edge of the bed in his short pants and watched me strip. When I had dropped my clothing on the bed I sat back down next to him. I had been too nervous to even look to see if he was aroused. Chuck stood up and stepped forward away from the bed a step, grasped his shorts and slipped them down over his hips exposing his well rounded butt rounds, and he bent over to pick up his shorts and dropped them on the table by the bed. As he turned my heart stopped—figuratively speaking. He was well endowed, and his cock was sticking almost straight out from his crotch, and below the hard shaft was a nut sack with two rather large nuts in it. I said, "Wow," and gasped for breath. He turned to look at me and I said, "What they say about you guys is true. You have large cocks [emphasis on 'large']. He laughed and dropped to his knees on the floor in front of me. I always practice safe sex, so he handed me a condom and I shook so much I could barely get it on my partial boner, so he helped me and rolled it on. Then he grasped my shaft with his left hand and with a firm clasp, he soon had my cock in his mouth. He made several up and down strokes with his head, and then started to jack me. I was breathless with excitement. I did not know if my 70+ year old heart would survive this encounter. Then he went back down on my shaft with his warm mouth and started moving his hand and head up and down my hard cock. I was so excited and worked up that in no time I was cumming and had to have him stop and let me finish myself off. This was something I had always done. My cock gets so sensitive when I cum that I have to take over and finish off. Chuck stood and with his partially erect cock facing me, he watched as I finished off and slipped the condom off my cock. He handed me a small towel, took the used condom in his hand and said he would take care of it. He disappeared into the dark bathroom just off his bedroom and was in there for several minutes. I head him flush the toilet and he stepped back into the bedroom. I was amazed to see that his cock was soft and hanging limply on his nut sack. He had gone from a two hand hardon to one about l5 inches long. (By 'two hand hardon' I mean that when you grasped his shaft like you would a baseball bat, only with your hands close and touching, that he still had meat sticking out beyond my hands.) He sat down on the bed and laid back on his back as I offered to 'take care of him.' His cock was soft and pliable and I stroked and played with it for several minutes, when he said that it was not cooperating. I said that was ok. I understood. We chatted a few more minutes and I told him I had to go, and that I had really enjoyed the time. I asked him if I could come back again, that I liked what I saw and wanted to get him off. He graciously said that I was welcome any time. I left Chuck's apartment fully intending to come back and get him off, one way or another... but we never could find the same time to be together, for some reason. I hope that he was not offended or dissatisfied with my time with him. For those of you that have not had such an experience, it is really mind blowing to see such a long hard cock on a man. And the black man's hair on his body is tightly curled and very firm to the touch. But I would jump at the chance to get Chuck off and have the privilege of having sex with a black man twice in my lifetime. Any comments? Any suggestions about how I might have better presented my experience? Let me hear from you at firstname.lastname@example.org