This is, as they say, based loosely on a true experience.

I was 18 and was a couplet of month from graduation, the year was 1984. My HS had a magnet political platform to appeal kids from former schoolhouse and I had a 30 minute bus ride to and from my schooltime. I had to change busses business district and often left a little early so I could take the air around downtown before school.

One of the aged department memory was an art deco monster and I loved exploring it. Over the years I had roamed all over the Department of the Interior offices and even the surface area not normally open to the public. Those sunrise I went walking about and then had to take a leakage before getting on the bus for schooling, I often found myself in a partially abandoned bathroom on the seventeenth storey. The urinals still worked, but only two of the five stalls were still in working Holy Order. The residue were overflow storage with the other bathrooms. I loved it, it was all smuggled and bloodless roofing tile accented by bronze and marble.

It was also a home I jerked off in. That forenoon I hadn't been able to get off before I left the house and I'd been too busy yesterday so my chunk were full of cum.

Let me distinguish you a piddling about myself. I'm about 6ft tall, pestiferous blond tomentum, wind mouth and teeth a little to turgid for my expression, and at the time I had a little more acne than I'd charge to mention. I was on the football team, but not a neophyte. I was athletic, but not overly so. I got dates, but goose egg spectacular. I lost my cherry after a sophomore game to one of the cheerleaders, but it was one sentence only. I had also been sucked off by the gym queer a turn of times, and once been assfucked by the field general as parting of an institution ritual for the football game team.

I got in the stall and pulled off my dungaree, leaving me wearing only a athlete. I loved the look of rubbing myself off on the slightly rough fabric. I had my paw in my privates and I'd been reliving my nighttime with Cindy and that afternoon with Chadic language when I realized I heard heavy breathing. I opened my eye and saw that there was someone standing outside my cubicle looking through the crack beside the door.

I shuddered and I could feel myself squirt pre-cum into my jockstrap. That mortal was watching my only wee me hotter. My asshole itched and I knew what I wanted.

"Don't go,"I whispered and unlocked the stall. I got up and turned around and placed my hands on the armoured combat vehicle of the toilet."Like what you see ?"

I could learn a moan and the booth door opening up. I shivered as the bath was a little cold, and not because I was a little afraid about what I was about to do. A tumid warm hand cupped my ass and ran over my pegleg, coming up and finally stroking the duration of my dick through my jock.

Looking between my legs, I could see the hand that was rubbing my debris was very mordant. I moaned as my stifle became wobbly.

I felt his hand opening up my ass cheeks and a warm drag of air on my bud. Then lovesome and wet assailed my pucker and I realized he was rimming me. I lowered my head teacher and closed my eyes, lost in the sensation of this black man's natural language snaking up into my ass. When he stopped after a new mo I groaned and pushed my ass back at him.

"You like that stud ? Yo gon na like this even better."hired man gripped my hips and I could palpate his invader. It was hot and moist from my recent rimming as it pushed its way into me.

He leaned over my back and whispered in my ear."Relax, you gon na love this."

He reached down and pulled the shirt off over my read/write head and began kissing up and down my cover as his dick eased slowly into me. As he bottomed out in me and I could palpate his pubes tickling my tail, he kissed his way up my neck and cling his tongue in my ear.

"You've done this before,"he hissed. I nodded.

"Are you enjoying yourself ?"Again, I could desire myself to speak and nodded.

"Wait till we get going."He grabbed my articulatio coxae and basis himself further into me. I couldn't believe he could get more in but it did. Then he pulled out a few inch and rammed back in. His hips colliding with my ass sounded like a gunshot. My cock jerked again in my supporter as I could sense myself spitting more than precum.

"roll in the hay ! You are tight white boy. You got a sweet plastered ass,"he yelled as he started pounding in and out of me. I was hard as a rock but couldn't signature myself as I braced myself with both arms to proceed from being knocked over from the vigorous roll in the hay he was throwing in my ass.

His grunt were getting louder and I could feel spittle on my back as his shag became more animalistic and brutal. I was thrusting back to meet his piece of ass as hard as I could. I had never felt this high without chemical. At that bit I wished I was a bitch and he was breeding me. I could feel him swelling getting make to release his seed into my ass womb.

One of his hands left my hip and mercilessly grabbed my balls through my jock and rubbed his arm up and down my crotch. That warm wet rustling was back in my ear."Cum for me you little Elwyn Brooks White whore. follow on your disgraceful daddy's cock. I want to finger you cum on my cock as I shoot my seed up your boycunt."

It was too much for me and I grunted hard as he groped my testis and I shot what seemed like a gallon of cum into my jock.

When he felt me cum he take hold of my hips and fucked himself into me one final clip and stayed there."FUUUUUUCCKKKKKKK ! ! ! ! !"he screamed in my ear.

I could feel him pulsing up my ass as a warm creamy wetness spread though me. After a bit he pulled out and I had to sit down on the lav as my branch were too weak to substantiate me. I looked up at him as his hammer still pulsed in front of my face."Clean it,"he said as he gently but firmly pulled my mind to his crotch.

I had never sucked a cock before, but I'd had mine sucked. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth. It felt strangely both incredibly heavy and cushy at the same prison term. I could sample son of a bitch and little blood at first but that quickly was replaced by the ardent taste of cock. I gagged as he pressed harder making me occupy him further. I could sample squirt of precum and wanted more. Then he grabbed my hairsbreadth and shoved himself to the roots as I felt him spewing cum right down my throat and into my stomach. My olfactory organ was pressed into pubes and I couldn't breath. He held me firm and I couldn't breathe. I started to struggle, but I was so weak from the ass fucking, I couldn't get free. My sight started to darken around the bound and I could feel my voiceless rooster pulsing as I spit more cum into my jock and I could finger his sooner spermatozoon slither out of my gaping ass as I had another monolithic coming. I started crying as I didn't want my mother to find my cum covered corpse in an old john downtown. I blacked out while I was still cumming.

I woke up with a sore ass and a headache. My fucker was finishing up at the sump."If you want more of that, just have them page a code 18 to the strockroom."Then he left the bathroom.

When I think back on that day, it was an astound fucking, but it scared the shit out of me .